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MARTIN EDWARDS:

You just came home after a long day, school and extracurriculars have been drowning you in your busy schedule. You open your phone as the time reads 8PM. You take off your shoes and unlock the door and as soon as you enter your home you’re met with your mom infront of the table, her arms crossed over her chest, wrinkles forming on her forehead as she clearly seems mad at you.

“Has she been waiting like this for me this whole time?”

Y/n. She simply says, her voice as low as it can get.

Yes mom? What is it? You say as you urge her to continue.

Care to tell me what this was doing in your room? Her voice risens, as she takes hold of a pack of cigarettes in her hand

I don’t know, it’s not mine though. Anxiety flooding your body

She suddenly yells causing you to flinch.

Don’t lie to me, and don’t think I haven’t noticed how you smell like smoke when you come home, I just shrugged it off defending you to myself but here you are!

Mom, you don’t get it! I’m so busy all the time and so stressed and smoking helps calm my nerves! You are literally a smoker yourself, can’t you think of a reason I would do this?

You now yell, in an attempt to defend yourself.

Who do you think you are to raise your voice at me? You are out of this house and I don’t want to see you infront of me again. Don’t bother to come back! Wait until your father hears of this! She shrugs off as the waits impatiently for you to leave.

What!? You can’t-

Leave!

You just stand there staring at her, tears threatening to fall off your eyes. You slowly turn around and open the door. As soon as you are out on the road you call Martin.

Ring,ring,ring

He doesn’t pick up and you leave a voice message “Martin where are you? I need you please…” your voice sounds weak as you speak “I’ll be at the bench in the playground, please come as soon as you can” there’s a small pause “please” you cry out.

After 20 minutes of sobbing on the bench, you hear quick footsteps coming your way but you don’t dare to look up. You see Martin kneel infront of you, out of breath

Hey, are you okay? Please talk to me.

You immediately wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in for a hug

It’s my mom, she kicked me out of the- sobs cut off your speaking she found my cigs and she kicked me out of the house. Cries making your speaking almost inaudible

Oh love. He moves the strands of hair falling on your face and caresses your cheeks to wipe down your tears as he leans in and presses the softest kiss on your lips. He stands up and sits on the bench, pulling you on his lap to hug you.

Shh, it’s okay don’t cry. It’s gonna be okay.

He whispers in your ear in an attempt to comfort you and calm you down. You can stay at my dorm tonight mhm? She won’t keep you out of your house forever, I’m sure at some point she will apologise and try to understand why you did what you did.

The night stretches on with soft kisses and gentle whispers, eventually ending with giggles and smiles.

ZHAO YUFAN:

Your parents were working all day so you were left to be alone. You decided that you wanted to help your mom out by doing the chores so she wouldn’t have to do them after a long exhausting day.

Well that backfired because once you sat down to relax and eat dinner and your parents came through the front door they immediately were looking for a reason to fight.

“You’re literally doing nothing all day, just existing and eating everything in sight!” Your mom yells, you can see the frown on her face as clearly as light.

“You should have helped your mom with the chores you’re so lazy and now she has to do it all by herself”

You gasp at their immediate yelling and try to talk but you get cut off everytime you try to speak and explain

“I don’t want to hear your excuses right now, go to your room!”

The minute the door closes behind you, you immediately start crying from frustration. They didn’t even try to listen to you.

You pick up your phone and immediately tap James’ contact

After two rings he picks up

Hey baby how are you?

James… you whisper, trying to catch your breath from crying. From the moment he heard you speak,panic started to settle in and cloud his brain from any logical thinking.

Y/n what happened?

Please come pick me up… you say, broken cries escaping from your chest

I’m coming, stay where you are.

He hangs up. You grab a jacket, lock your door and open the window to sneak out so you wouldn’t have to come face to face with your parents once again.

The moment you step outside, a chill runs down your spine, it’s cold but the kind that feels comforting, and the moon is the most beautiful, so bright and shiny, lighting the sky, exactly the opposite of your mood right now. Once you get down, you stand on the pavement waiting for James.

After 5 minutes or so,you see a familiar car pulling up to you as he reaches and opens the door from inside with a worried expression.

Hey sweetheart, what happened?

As you sit in the car and close the door,without speaking you immediately lean in to hug him. He rushes to exchange the act and waits for you to start talking. When you pull away you just sit there quietly, looking down at your shoes.

He immediately notices your tear-stained cheeks and understands that you’re not ready to speak yet so he starts the car.

After about 10 minutes of driving around in comfortable silence..

Pull over. He immediately does what you say

James I’m so exhausted and done with my parents.

He stares at you, listening attentively, ready to hear every word you will say.

They came home and started yelling at me saying that I don’t do anything around the house, they didn’t even let me explain my side. I literally did all the chores so that…

A sigh escapes your lips, your breathing becomes uneven and your eyes start to well with tears. His hand reaches out to yours and he gives a gentle squeeze.

I did the chores so that my mom wouldn’t have to do them and she didn’t even acknowledge that I cleaned the house and everything. It’s like she doesn’t even notice I’m there until she thinks something is not right with me.

You pull your hand away from him and hide your face in your palms. Sobs escaping your mouth.

Hey hey hey he immediately pulls you in for a hug. It’s okay shh, he caresses your hair.

It’s okay let it all out. She’s wrong for getting mad even when you give your best self, you shouldn’t let her words get to you or define you. You’re not a mistake and you only wanted to do the right thing for her. Please don’t think of yourself differently because of her only noticing your “mistakes”.

After a while of hugging each other and sitting in silence, you calm down and sniffle and pull away from the hug as you rest your forehead on his.

Thank you, I love you so much baby. You say as you look him in the eyes.

You know I’m always here for you. I love you too, you mean the world to me.

KIM JUHOON:

You have been slumped over homework for more than two hours. Your eyes now blinking while exhaustion takes over your body. It’s Monday. You have an exam on Friday. Your parents expect so much of you and they can’t seem to understand why you would need a break even when studying for 6 or more hours straight. You get up and walk to the kitchen to grab a snack and take a break. The moment you open the cabinet you hear footsteps behind you.

What do you think you’re doing? Shouldn’t you be in your room studying? You have an exam on Friday. Your father says,not showing even one hint of concern and sympathy.

Well I needed a break and I felt hungry so… you trail off as you turn to the cabinet again to search for your favourite chips.

You hear him shift his body from behind and immediately know that he has crossed his arms and he is probably looking at you with that same expression that he makes when you mess up.

Don’t start. You need to study hard, how else are you gonna be the top student? he yells.

I didn’t get that? Do I necessarily need to be the top student? Do you even know how much work I put into studying just so I can satisfy your extremely high expectations?

Enough! Continue studying and don’t make me argue with you. You know I’m only saying this for your future! Rage filling his eyes.

I’m already guaranteed a good future and you know that so why are you still on my back about this?

He slams his hand hard on the table

I said enough! Go to your room! You walk slowly to your room, lock the door and immediately flop on the bed, the snack long forgotten. You get your phone and open the messages app.

“Heyy jju, my father leaves in 10 for work, do you wanna come over and hang?”

“Sure thing. Should I bring anything?”

“Nope, just yourself ;)”

You close your phone and reach over to your notes to revise the topic one last time. Y/n I’m leaving, come open the door. He shouts as he bangs on your door.

You open the door and he walks in brushing you off. He looks at your notes on the bed and reaches out to them.

These notes are not neat enough. Rewrite them. Is he serious right now?

Well they don’t need to be neat for me to study. You say back, standing your ground.

Oh yeah? He takes your notes and rips them into pieces. I said rewrite them. I’ll be back in 5 hours. He says as he pushes your shoulder and struts to leave.

As you hear the front door close, you stare at your notes that you worked so hard for, on the bed, in a million pieces. Tears flood your eyes, making your vision blurry as your knees give out from exhaustion and you drop on the floor. Crying severely now, you can’t breathe.

“Is this what a panic attack feels like?” “Why can’t he just believe in me, I don’t get it” “I’m so tired of being the perfect child” You hear someone knock on the front door.

“Y/n? Y/n it’s Juhoon, open up!” He waits patiently in front of the door but when you don’t open quickly as you usually do he immediately senses that something is wrong. He reaches for the spare key under the mat and opens the door. And oh, once he hears your desperate cries, he doesn’t walk, he runs over.

Once he is met with your trembling figure on the ground he freezes. He hasn’t seen you this bad ever, what the hell happened? He kneels behind you and holds your shoulders.

Hey hey, please calm down I’m right here. As you collapse and fall behind onto his chest, he puts his arms around you. please don’t cry, please, I don’t know what happened but we’ll fix it together.

After a while of nonstop crying, tears are now leaving your eyes, but not as hard as before, as you relax in Juhoon’s embrace.

Please tell me what’s going on… he kisses the top of your head as he awaits your answer.

You’re too fatigued and weak to answer so you just raise your hand and point to your bed.

“Huh?” He thinks. He rotates you so you have the door at your back to stay standing and not fall over as he gets up and walks over to your bed. Once he takes a look at your destroyed notes, he realises exactly what happened and he walks over to you, kneels down and brushes a strand of hair behind your ear.

Don’t worry I got you. He says while turning to look at you on the ground. Once he cleans up he helps you stand up and walks you over to the bed. The last thing you remember is him sitting on your desk, doing something, as your consciousness drifted away.

You wake up 2 hours later and he is nowhere to be seen.

“Where’d he go?” You think to yourself as a sweet smell hits your nose. You walk over to the kitchen and there he is, making pancakes?

Hey jju. Your voice raspy from sleep and crying as you softly smile at the sight infront of you.

He turns to look at you and opens his arms for a hug. You walk over to him and as he leans down to hug you he whispers in your ear:

I rewrote all your notes, well, maybe I wrote some more even. Please take care of yourself and rest when you can, I don’t want you to hurt yourself physically or mentally. Don’t listen to what your dad says, he’s a jerk mhm? I’ll be here whenever you need me and whenever something goes wrong you’ll call me immediately.

You breath in his scent as he speaks and once he finishes

Thank you, thank you, thank you. You’re the best, I don’t know what I would do without you hoon. I’m so lucky to have you. You mumble into his shirt as he chuckles and tightens his arms around you.

EOM SEONGHYEON:

You’ve been in the car for twenty minutes. The air feels suffocating in here with your dad. Your parents are divorced and right now you are returning back home to your mom. Anyone within a five-meter radius could smell the alcohol coming from your father. He obviously has been drinking… again.

Dad? You speak but he doesn’t seem to hear. Dad! Louder this time.

What do you want brat? He doesn’t even spare you a glance.

You missed a turn. You facepalm at his carelessness

He groans and abruptly u-turns. You’re so annoying, why did I ever decide to share custody.

You gasp. Are you serious right now? You’re literally drunk. How am I the problem and not you since mom left you?

He pulls over to the side, nearly hitting a pole, as fast as he hears those words come out of your mouth and he turns to you and he- An audible gasp leaves your lips as you feel a sting on your cheek. He just slapped you. Like really hard.

Get out. He says, his face a numb expression.

Are you crazy? You stare at him with widened eyes.

FUCKING GET OUT! He leans in and yells directly in your face. Scared that he’s going to do something even more reckless, you rush to open the door and step out and as soon as you close it he speeds away.

You caress your cheek, pain settling in as you look around and realize you’re near Seonghyeon’s dorm. You get your phone out of your pocket and call him. He picks up immediately

Hiiii! He says enthusiastically.

Hyeon… Your voice shakes.

What’s wrong? The growing concern visible in the way he speaks.

Are the boys home? If not, can I come over? You plead.

Of course you can. He hesitates before speaking again. Please be safe. You try to smile at his words, even though you’re in pain physically and mentally as you hang up.

While walking to his dorm, your mind races “it’s my fault isn’t it?” “I shouldn’t have said that”. “Maybe I really am the person that he thinks I am, annoying and a brat”

You reach in your bag and bring out your house keys, staring at the sharp ends of it. You bring it to your arm but the moment you go to act on it you freeze. You’ve been clean for so long, Seonghyeon has helped you so much in this topic, you would disappoint him if you started to harm yourself again. You sigh deeply and throw the keys in your bag as you continue walking trying to control your thoughts and body.

Now standing out of his dorm, you raise your hand to knock and before you even do, he opens the door, grabs your face and kisses you deeply. The action makes you get emotional and your feelings that you have been keeping inside this whole time finally burst out.

I’m here for you love, I’m here don’t worry, you’re safe. He grabs your hand and drags you into the living room and as he looks at you he notices the faint red color on your cheek at this lighting. Oh my gosh. He gasps as he reaches for your cheek. Who did this? Your dad? I swear I’m going to kill him.

You grab his hand and lower it as you interwine your fingers with his. You let go of his hand and hide your face in his chest while he wraps his arm around your shoulders.

Please let’s just stay like this.

Do you need anything?

All I need is you. Just you.

He presses a soft kiss on your head and you feel him smile at your words. Tears staining his shirt, you speak again..

I was so scared seonghyeon, I felt like I was in danger. He had been drinking and driving really fast. You sniffle.

And… you think on whether you should mention it to him or not. He will freak out for sure but he would want you to tell him.

And? He softly speaks.

I had thoughts of harming myself. I’m really sorry, I didn’t do it but…

I’m so glad you told me. Please whenever you feel those thoughts coming in your head always reach out to me. He pats your head.

It’s okay I’m here with you now. You’re safe.No one is going to hurt you.

I’m so glad that I have you in my life. I wouldn’t want anyone else hyeon… You sniffle, gripping his T-shirt in your hands.

I love you. You whisper faintly.

I love you more…

AHN KEONHO:

You’re laying with Keonho on your bed, your leg thrown over him while you’re laughing at some stupid TikTok that popped up on his foryoupage. You hear a clatter coming from the kitchen and murmurs from your mom who is obviously trying to be loud enough for you to hear. She doesn’t know your boyfriend is here, he literally climbed your house and sneaked in through your bedroom window just to see you. She knocks on your door as you get up fast.

Hide,go in the closet You whisper. Keonho rushes to hide so you don’t get scolded.

As you open the door you’re met with a very angry expression on your mom’s face. You didn’t do anything, is she gonna fight with you again for no reason?

Literally what are you doing with your life? I can hear you giggling all the way from the kitchen. Don’t you have homework to catch up on, a job or a chore that has been assigned to you? You sit around all day and do nothing. You’re a failure!

You open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out at first. Your eyes widened, “what is wrong with her man?”

Mom what are you on about, don’t you realize that we’re on summer break?

Even if it’s summer break, you never do the chores around here like I ask you to and even when you do them, you do so many mistakes, I’m sick and tired of it! She yells, enough that it could pop your eardrums if you were standing any closer.

I’m leaving to run errands, I’ll be back in an hour or so. Do something productive with your life, otherwise you’ll end up on the street like your cousin Woojin. Got it? You can see her denying the urge to raise her hand at you. Well at least she has some self control it seems.

You nod your head, unable to speak, scared that she will hit you, it has happened before but it’s not frequent. Tears are falling down your cheeks and embarrassment caves in as you realise your boyfriend heard the whole conversation.

You just stay there frozen, anxiety creeping up your body. “What if he agrees with her?” “What if he also believes that I am a mistake?” “What if-“ your trail of thoughts get cut off the moment you feel two arms around your waist

You immediately relax in his touch and quiet sobs start escaping you as your knees give out and you slowly fall to the ground, while keonho is holding you.

I know what you’re thinking and it’s not true. He simply states.

What? Your crying stops for a second because of confusion.

Go on say what it is that you want to say I can see that you’re holding back.

Do you…? You hesitate.

Mhm? He hums, gesturing for you to continue speaking.

Do you agree with her? I feel like I won’t have a future with the way my life is going. I’m not studying, I’m sitting around in my room doing nothing all day, I don’t have any close friends and.. you rant on and on and suddenly

Shhh, stop talking for a minute. You should stop overthinking everything just because your mother thinks that it’s true. You try hard enough, more than most of the teenagers our age. I believe that you have a bright future and even if you end up with no job, I’ll be there to give you every single penny that you need. He giggles at the last sentence while he gently untangles your hair with his fingers.

You laugh at his stupid joke and wipe your tears as you turn around and face him, both of you still on your knees. You reach your hand out and touch his cheek as you lean in to kiss him. He kisses you and suddenly once you two pull away, he starts bombarding you with kisses all over your face

“I” kiss

“Love” kiss

“You” kiss

You laugh at the action. You’re so in love with this boy, he won’t ever know how much you admire him.

The night continues with Keonho making jokes and showing you funny videos to cheer you up while sitting together on the bed. The real thing that cheers you up though id not the jokes or the reels on instagram. It’s his soft smile.

how childish do you have to be to say something like this? if you don’t like the music, then move on.

and don’t even get me started on the profile photos:

grow the fuck up-

AND i guarantee martin and/or the rest of cortis are seeing these stories. do what you want in private, but martin is a fan and suggested your music to coer which ultimately will get your music more traction. instead of saying nothing or a quick “oh thanks man i’m glad you like my art” you chose to openly hate on teenager and call their music ass?

and no, it’s not right for coers to be all up in their dms insulting them, but the hate they’re receiving does not act as a cancel out for the shit they’ve said and are saying.

acting like high schoolers fr

let me just casually leave this here too:

a/n - I just saw the typos here and honestly I can't really do anything abt it since its a clip unless I decide to edit the whole thing again which I will NOT do (being lazy issues)

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