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➳ spring snow | psh.

bestfriend!sunghoon x fem!reader

“cause i’m falling slowly in love with you”

synopsis: you came down with a cold and your best friend, sunghoon, has offered to take care of you.

warnings/content: written in third pov. fluffy fluff! tiny bit of angst. best friends to lovers. a little bit of idiots in love. nicknames like ‘idiot’ ‘dummy’ and ‘loser’ used. down bad sunghoon <3

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 4.6k

a/n: self-indulgent bc i’m sick right now, and currently obsessed with lovely runner </3

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current song playing: spring snow by 10cm

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a cough erupted out of y/n as she fought for her life. her nose was stuffy, and her throat was aching from the cold she randomly caught.

she heavily sighed, cursing to herself for missing an important lecture.

“i should’ve gone..,” she softly whimpered.

as she fumed a little longer, a sudden notification had caught her attention.

sunghoon <3:

Where are you?

Are you running late?

panic spread across her face when she read her best friends texts, quickly typing back with quiet coughs leaving her throat.

y/n:

sorry, hoon! i’m actually not feeling good so i decided to skip the lecture for today…

sunghoon <3:

Are you lying, or are you really sick?

y/n:

why would i lie to you about this..

sunghoon <3:

So you don’t have to hear my scolding? 😒

y/n:

i swear, sunghoon, i’m sick! do you want me to send an audio of me coughing or something..

sunghoon <3:

.. No

the girl breathed out a laugh once she found no more texts from him. she widely grinned as she thought about the handsome boy, easily imagining his displeased look in her head.

her heart fluttered and butterflies erupted in her stomach. she fisted her hands to stop the sensations forming around her body as she shook it off.

“stop it, y/n, he’s just a friend.” she murmured to herself, unable to make the imaginary hoon in her head disappear.

“this cold is really getting to me…,”

y/n huffed out a sigh before wrapping herself in her warm blankets.

“maybe a nap will do..,” her voice squeaked, body already falling on borderline exhaustion. she yawned out a little more before resting her eyes and eventually knocking out.

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about a half hour had just passed and the girl was still sound asleep when a few knocks had been heard at the door.

she grumbled out a sigh before checking the time.

“who’d even be here at this time?” she sighed, still finding the sun brightly beaming down on every view she could find.

the knocks had been heard again and she quickly checked to see if anything could be related to whatever was outside. indeed, she found a few missed texts from her beloved friend.

sunghoon <3:

Open the door

Are you asleep??

Hello..?

she exhaled a breath as her stomach flooded with nervous bubbles.

“why is he here..?” she muttered under her breath.

the girl dusted herself, and though she was sure she still looked like a train wreck, she couldn’t be too bothered with how much her sickness took over.

she slowly cracked the door open and found an adorable sunghoon patiently waiting.

“finally!” he shouted. “took you long enough, i was almost gonna call you.”

maybe not that patient.

y/n scrunched her brows in confusion. “why are you even here, hoon?”

his heart slightly dropped at her questioning, but he only nervously laughed it away.

“you’re sick, dummy. you need to be taken care of.” sunghoon murmured, pinching one side of her cheeks.

she quickly swatted the hand away as she still remained puzzled.

“you’re gonna take care of me?” her voice mumbled, causing him to shyly nod. “but you never do this..?”

hoon only sighed as he joked, “well do you want me to leave? because i still can.”

“no, no.. i’m just a little shocked right now.”

y/n’s heart was about to burst. he was fueling her delusions about the potential thought of them being together, and she wasn’t sure if she liked it or not.

she heard him give a chuckle when he set his backpack down. “i care about you, y/n. are you that shocked?” his simple grin sent heart throbs, making her tired body tingle even more.

“well you always tease and make fun of me so.. yeah, i’m shocked.”

the girl sniffed away her snot that ran down from her cold as he laughed again.

“don’t be too surprised that i’m a caring person.” sunghoon uttered, shaking his head while hiding his huge smile away. “i’m usually nice to you anyway.”

y/n guffawed out a scoff, sending a soft smack towards his arm as she muttered, “yeah right! you weren’t nice when i asked for the lecture notes 40 minutes ago, and you said no!”

the male giggled as he thought back to their texts, heart melting at his friends stuffy voice. “well who told you to stay home? that lecture was really important!” he teased back, lips instantly curling at her gasp and eye roll.

“if you’re just here to bicker with me then please leave, hoon. i’m too sick to argue.” she huffed, shaking her head.

“okay, okay, fine, i’m sorry.” he slightly pouted, causing her to softly smile. “i really am here to take care of you though.”

sunghoon ruffled her hair, letting it run messy everywhere as his eyes twinkled in the scene of his friend struggling to leave his teasing act. his lips coiled again, unable to hide his facial expressions with how much he adored her.

“sunghoon!” the girl yelled, pushing his hand away.

his heart pounded at the sound of his name leaving her lips, making him stop the ruffles.

“your friend is sick and you’re really doing this to her!”

hoon chuckled at her words before the word — ‘friend’ — hit him. his heart stung a little and he retracted himself back, officially putting a stop to all of the teasings as y/n still huffed with hair pieces around her face.

“can i go back to sleep now?” she mumbled, throat immediately running dry.

sunghoon clicked his tongue, shaking his head while replying, “what’s the point of me being here if you’re just gonna sleep?”

“you volunteered to be here!”

“exactly, which is why you need to stay out here while i reheat my moms soup for you!”

the girl wore a frown, but her stomach betrayed her when it rumbled at the mention of food, causing her friend to chortle out a laugh.

“see? your stomach wants me to stay.”

he wore a shit eating grin, making y/n playfully roll her eyes and nudge him. “now go stay on the couch, i’ll reheat it up for you.” he sweetly muttered like a boyfriend.

her heart instantly raced and a few coughs suddenly bursted from her as the thought of him being a well-mannered boyfriend flooded her mind.

“get a hold of yourself, idiot.” she said under her breath.

“did you say something??”

her head whipped up at sunghoon and she quickly shook her head. “no! um.. just don’t burn my kitchen down… please.. i know you suck at cooking.”

he scoffed out a ridiculed laugh. “it’s just reheating soup, how bad can that get?”

bad, because within seconds, the boy let the pot heat up on the stove too long, making the cold soup instantly smoke up when he added it in.

the alarms rang off the hook and y/n’s ears rang like crazy; and if that wasn’t enough, sunghoons deep voice screaming at the steam was the cherry on top.

“sunghoon!!” she shouted, giving a faint scold as she fanned beneath her smoke detectors.

his cheeks flushed and his ears instantly became red while he stood in the kitchen like a six year old getting yelled at.

“sorry…,” his soft voice murmured, feeling self-conscious with the way he embarrassed himself in front of his friend.

“i didn’t know there was a time limit with how long the pot had to heat up…,”

y/n huffed out a sigh, instantly dropping her slight annoyance when she came face to face with the boy who was softly pouting. a laugh escaped from her and she only shook her head.

“you’re an idiot, you know that?” she joked, causing a faint grin to be placed on him. “of course it’s gonna smoke when you leave it on high heat for 10 minutes.”

“stop it, y/n… i’m embarrassed, you don’t have to acknowledge what i did wrong.” sunghoon covered his face with his hands, blocking off every facial feature but his ears that were still brightly colored red.

the girl chuckled, grin widening as her sickness almost left her when he remained shy in his actions.

“i don’t know if i should trust you in my kitchen ever again..,”

hoon rolled his eyes and smiled. “okay, it wasn’t even that bad!”

“you literally set off my smoke alarms!”

“okay.. but nothing caught on fire!”

y/n shook her head, hearty coughs still leaving her throat as she heaved her chest up and down.

“you were supposed to take care of me, but stressed me out instead!”

he seethed air through his teeth in guilt, head low while he chewed on his lips. “sorry…,” the male muttered. “i swear i was trying so hard not to do anything that’d make you get up!”

she laughed at his words and replied, “that’s sweet of you, hoon, but you did.”

“i know…, i’m still embarrassed.”

he placed his hands over his face once more, but peeked his eyes through separated fingers to catch her reaction. y/n wore a huge smile, eyes creasing into half moon crescents that caused butterflies to flutter in his stomach.

he softened his gaze once he felt it and they instantly twinkled with a deep warmth that was only for her.

the remaining words that spewed out of the girl had quickly been deafened as he continued to stare at her, making her snap at him — “sunghoon?? did you even hear me?”

“oh.. um… yes!” he tried to cheese a grin, but she obviously wasn’t convinced.

“and what did i say..?”

“something about… your cold being worse..?”

he pressed his lips into a firm line, forming a bread smile as her tongue clicked in disappointment.

“you weren’t listening.., what’s even distracting you?”

her, but he couldn’t say that.

y/n folded her arms while she awaited for an answer, making him gulp.

first, he invited himself inside. second, he almost burned down her kitchen. and now, he wasn’t even processing whatever she had to say.

“um..,” he swallowed down a lump in his throat, trying to find whatever could be distracting. “your snot, y/n! it’s uh.. dripping! yeah, that!”

the girl felt her heart drop and she immediately ran around to find tissues. what dumb luck did hoon have that she actually was dripping with snot?

he breathed out a sigh of relief, hand clenching onto his chest with how close he was to getting caught.

y/n quickly came back, cheeks slightly tinted pink. “back to what i was saying… how about i just heat up the soup myself?” she suggested, causing him to widen his eyes and shake his head.

“no, you’re sick. i can’t have you walking around when you should be resting.”

her brows scrunched and her head slightly tilted as a soft laugh escaped from her. “hoon.. you literally made me run around my apartment to stop the alarms…,”

sunghoon thought back to her constant feet pattering he heard not too long ago, and sighed. “anymore. i won’t have you walking around anymore,” he firmly corrected himself.

she took a sigh as well, finally falling to defeat as he proudly pushed her toward her couch.

“don’t stress about it.., soup will be in your much-needed tummy soon!”

y/n couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy at his words, but eventually let him continue with how eager he was to do something so sweet.

with the man in the kitchen, she felt her pupils dilate whenever she laid her eyes on him, heart almost jumping out of her throat with how quick it was beating.

sunghoon was instantly looking like a boyfriend to her, and she couldn’t fight those thoughts anymore — his tall figure, the oversized hoodie perfectly fitting him, his pretty face gleaming at the bubbling pot.

of course, he did almost burn down her kitchen, but he was redeeming himself right now.

the girl was almost soaring with how much she was falling for him. though she was still fighting for her life, sunghoon being there for her was already making her feel better — even if he stressed her out for a second.

but she swiftly shook it off once the friend had turned around with a proud look spread across his face.

“it’s done! this soup will instantly make you feel better when you eat it.” he murmured, lips still curling at his final success attempt of reheating his moms soup.

y/n softly reflected his grin back as she sat across from him. “your mom’s the best, hoon!” she quickly dug in, heart melting and tummy warming at the soothing broth.

sunghoon tried to hide away his obvious beam but couldn’t help it. his eyes were glistening, his fangs were flashing, and his mind was going crazy with the girl he liked in front of her.

was this how it’d always be if she got sick, and he’d offer to take care of her? (yes)

his heart swelled with the possible future in his hands as the girl continued to eat.

“you don’t want to eat any?” she murmured, but he fully shook his head and pushed the bowl further to her — “it’s all yours, loser. my mom packed it specifically for you.”

she quietly coughed at the sudden nickname, scowling back a look while he only chuckled.

“you didn’t think i’d grow a soft spot for you just because you got sick, did you?” he teased mercilessly.

y/n playfully rolled her eyes before going back to chomping. typical sunghoon. one minute he was sweet, the next he was just a guy who loved to tease a little too much.

he continued to wear a huge grin though as she munched, making the girl fully unaware of how much love he held in his eyes.

once her stomach was full, hoon forced her to sit on the couch with a blanket wrapped around while he cleaned the dishes.

the feeling of him taking care of her was strange, but she liked it. it was something she could get use to if he liked her back (idiot).

when sunghoon finished, he plopped directly next to her on the couch with an idiotic grin, eyes full of hearts and stomach bubbled from feeling nervous.

“um, sunghoon?” y/n poked. “shouldn’t you sit a little further away? i can get you sick.”

he scoffed and laughed as if she told the funniest joke ever. “if i didn’t want to risk getting sick, i wouldn’t have chosen to come over… dummy.” he chuckled at the name he gave her while rubbing her cheek with his thumb.

“do you want me to move?”

her face instantly flushed with a hue of pink and she subtly tried to turn away from it. “no.. you can stay if you want.”

“do you want me to stay?”

sunghoon’s heart quickly thumped with every surge of confidence he got from her shy reactions.

his eyes flickered at her turned head, tilting his own in confusion before muttering, “are you that sick that you can’t look at me?”

“i can! my throat’s just.. itchy so i don’t want to cough in your face,” she tried to shoot back.

he huffed out a slight laugh at her lame attempt of an excuse. “is it that hard to stare at my handsome face?” he asked, knowing that she’d face him right after.

“what!” y/n’s hoarse voice spoke. “i can!”

she quickly laid her eyes back onto him and almost instantly, the two felt their hearts explode with fireworks.

sunghoon took a noticeably large gulp, blinking repeatedly with how quick their nose tips touched. she was much closer than she should’ve been, and the boy was flustered.

“y/n.. you’re um…,” he swallowed another lump, adams apple bobbing as every butterfly in his stomach multiplied.

“see! i can look at you!” she yelled, honestly unaware of how flushed her friend was becoming.

“yeah, you win.” he replied, nudging her forehead away before she could hear his loud heartbeats.

hoon held onto his chest, trying to calm his nerves when y/n only clicked her tongue.

“tried to challenge me but lost instead.. idiot.” she mumbled to herself, giving crunchy coughs afterward.

a grin plastered onto his face after her words processed. “yeah.. i lost” — but he didn’t, because he felt like a winner with how close her nose tip accidentally grazed over his.

he bit his bottom lip to hide away another smile as he muttered, “i think it’s time for you to take some medicine.”

y/n’s face scrunched in disgust. “i know i’m sick, but i hate taking cough syrup.”

“well you need it because you’re coughing like you’re on your death bed.”

an audible gasp was heard from her and she quickly smacked his arm. “sunghoon!” she yelled, earning a laugh from him.

“i’m just stating the obvious!”

he flashed a heart-throbbing grin and she almost melted at it, vision quick to lose sight with how alarmingly charming it was.

“you didn’t need to say that..,” she scowled.

his fangs were still brightly shown as he murmured, “come on, just take the medicine. it’ll benefit you.”

his hands offered a cup of the cough syrup that y/n hated. she downed it quickly but her lips pursed together like she tasted lemon.

sunghoon hollered out another laugh, eyes squeezing shut at how she shook her head in disapproval.

“that was gross!!” she exclaimed, making happy tears well up in the boy. “stop making fun of your sick friend, she doesn’t appreciate it, you know?”

he continued his laughing streak until he deemed it enough, wiping away a tear drop as he watched y/n roll her eyes.

“okay, sorry, hoon is acknowledging that.” he replied, giving a little play on her third person usage.

her lips coiled into a smile as she sent another soft hit to him. “you’re stupid.”

“and you’re sick, so get back in your blankets.”

before she could protest, sunghoon was quick to wrap it around her, giving her no time to react at the way his arms enclosed them together.

he tugged the sheets around her shoulders, gaze completely concentrated on the amount of blankets that covered her.

his face was leaned in, close to the point where her lips could ghost over his cheeks for a soft peck.

she felt her face heat up at the very thought, mind instantly craving for that moment while she watched his thick, dark brows scrunch for complete focus. she couldn’t help but linger her gaze down to his other pretty features.

being this close to her handsome friend felt mind numbingly crazy.

when the boy had finished, he gleamed a half smile before pulling away, proud of how he was able to ensure every blanket had securely been wrapped around her.

she quietly gasped for air after hoon’s brows raised in satisfaction of his work. “there! now you’re warm!” his voice yelled. “you can go to sleep now.”

y/n flickered her gaze to him, watching the way he softly patted his shoulder. she let a puff of air slip by her lips in disbelief as she shoved him.

“why are you being so sweet right now?”

was it not obvious to her that he wanted to feel her rest her head on his shoulder?

sunghoon’s lips pursed together while trying to find the right words. “you’re sick, y/n, why wouldn’t i be sweet right now?” he awkwardly laughed, stomach rupturing in butterflies. “i don’t want my friend to get bad treatment while she’s sick.”

he cheesed a grin and she only shook her head, eventually complying to his offer and laying on his shoulder.

his heart instantly raced at the little bump her head made against him, and he couldn’t help the huge smile that took form on his face from it.

“what should we watch?” y/n mumbled, unconsciously cuddling closer.

“what are you feeling?” sunghoon softly gulped as he forced his attention to stay on the device in front of them.

“mm..,” she thought. “oh! wanna watch lovely runner??”

he raised his brows in confusion. “lovely.. runner?”

“hoon, you need to watch more series…,” she scowled back at him. “let’s watch it!”

the boy was about to make a remark but stopped himself, agreeing with her suggestion since it was her sick day after all.

the drama played, episode after episode as the two stayed glued on the couch, holding each other close — both forgetting that they were just friends.

when another episode had finished, sunghoon’s eyes carefully watched the end credits. he chuckled, excited to start on the next one.

“should we watch another?” he murmured, waiting for an answer when nothing from y/n had been heard.

another minute passed and soft snores had finally erupted out of her.

he scoffed out a laugh, lips quickly curling at her quiet noises before turning his head.

“you’re really asleep?” the boy said, voice kept small to not wake her.

in seconds, the episode was paused and sunghoon carried his sick friend to her bed with ease.

laying her down carefully, his movements were slow and steady. the only thing audible were y/n’s continuous little snores and hoon’s heavy breathing.

the girl was finally set down, wrapped in blankets as he glanced at her state. his heart was pounding in his ears and his fingernails were scratching his palms to calm himself.

even when she was sickly pale, she was still someone who caught his attention timelessly. he loved her, and every little thing that complimented with him.

his lips curled at her, gaze softening as he quietly murmured, “i like you, dummy. can’t you notice me?”

sunghoon sighed, feeling stupid at how he confessed to his friend who still remained asleep. his heart began to shatter, shards painfully stabbing him as he started to head for the door.

however, a hand grab was quick to stop him, holding him back from moving any further. his heart dropped at the fast realization, mind instantly going through scenarios of y/n rejecting him.

slowly, he turned with a fragile mindset, ready to be declined from his crush.

“y/n…,” the male gulped.

she only beamed a half smile when she sat up as her eyes still drooped in fatigue. “i do notice you, loser.” she admitted with flushed cheeks. “because i like you too.. i like you a lot, actually.”

hoon’s face lit up in shock, eyes being blown wide as he felt adrenaline rush through his body. “you like me??” he questioned, falling in disbelief of her words.

y/n bit her lips, hiding away her smile while nodding. “i’ve liked you for a while now… and honestly, you taking care of me made me fall in love with you even more.”

her gaze trailed up to his face, watching how he proudly wore his wide grin made her heart flutter.

“stop looking at me like that..,” she uttered, softly pushing his shoulder, but he couldn’t help it. the girl he’s longed for finally said the words he’s been wanting to hear.

sunghoon flashed his charming fangs at her as he smiled in delight. “what else can i do? my friend’s in love with me.”

“i said like, not love!” she defended.

“i heard love…,” he teased back, causing her to scoff and roll her eyes.

he gave another chuckle before leaning in, lips yearning for hers when she dodged away.

his head tilted in confusion and she only laughed at that. “i’m still sick, hoon. i don’t want to get you sick.” y/n muttered, earning a ridiculed taunt to come from him.

“you think i care about that? the girl i’ve loved for so long has just confessed to me so i’m gonna kiss her.”

sunghoon quickly leaned in again, close to kissing a flustered y/n when she pulled away once more. he softly pouted, face frowning as his gaze stay locked on her lips.

“sunghoon,” she called, but he didn’t answer. the boy continued to be mindlessly stuck on the sight of her lips.

she sent a soft hit to his broad chest, finally catching his attention as his eyes grew hungry.

“i seriously don’t want to get you sick,” she mumbled, face scrunching to emphasize her worry.

hoon only scoffed, biting his lips as he replied — “and i seriously don’t care.”

before she could say more, he swiftly crashed his lips against hers, swooning the girl in seconds. she gasped, earning an entrance for sunghoon as he smiled against her — enjoying the shocked reaction he was able to receive.

his hands firmly held her cheeks, cupping them so she could stay put while she held onto his arms, softly gripping onto his hoodie with the evidential crave in his kiss.

y/n finally pushed against his chest, giving him the signal to pull away and he did. his face continued to linger near hers, eyes searching for flushed cheeks.

“sunghoon!” she quietly scolded, earning a chuckle from his attractive voice.

she felt his lips softly curl against hers and she couldn’t help but to smile as well.

“now you’re gonna get sick.”

her gaze peered into his, making his heart melt while he raised his brows. “i guess you’ll have to be the one to take care of me now.”

he grinned as she rolled her eyes, cupping her cheeks once more for sweet kisses on the lips. he gave soft pecks, continuing on and on before y/n turned her head away.

“i know you like me, but i’m still sick! don’t kiss me right now.” she huffed, trying to swat him away.

sunghoon chuckled. “you should’ve told me that minutes ago, now i don’t want to stop kissing you.”

he leaned in again but the girl dodged her head away. “no, sunghoon!!” she giggled, attempting to push at his chest.

“just one!”

y/n sighed before complying, pushing herself closer for a soft peck on the lips.

“one more?”

her face morphed in disbelief, eventually leaning in for another. a quick plant on his lips was made and he only smiled.

“another?”

“hoon… no.” she folded her arms and shook her head. “my throat is hurting and i’m about to cough if i lean in again.”

sunghoon raised his thick brows mischievously. “so i’ll lean in then.” and so he tried, closing his eyes and expecting a kiss on the lips when he met her cheek instead.

“why don’t you want to kiss your new boyfriend?” he softly whined, becoming clingy within seconds.

y/n scrunched her face as she grinned and nudged him. “because your new girlfriend is sick and wants to rest.”

his lips pushed together and presented duck lips, pouting while wrapping his arms around her. “fine then, let’s rest, hm?” he murmured.

the two laid beside each other, facing one another as his eyes twinkled with love, mind in complete disbelief of how he was able to get his girl.

“i’m so lucky,” his voice uttered in the silence.

“hm?” sleepy y/n replied back.

“i’m lucky you fell in love with me.”

“and i’m lucky you loved me back, and also didn’t burn down my kitchen.” she murmured, voice almost gone from her cold.

sunghoon chuckled and let a huge grin plaster onto his face as he leaned in once more, placing a longing kiss on the tip of her nose.

“get to sleep, pretty girl.” he whispered.

y/n yawned, nodding her head and complying without an insult with how exhausted she was.

he pulled her closer into his arms, engulfing her into his soothing embrace as he muzzled his head on top of hers.

she breathed in his scent, feeling at home when she easily rested her hands at his chest.

the two cuddled, holding each other close to their dearest hearts with a new relationship that just unfolded.

✩ ‘all my life is you’ ✩

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Little Drop of Starlight

Azriel x Reader

Synopsis: A story of Azriel and you raising your daughter through the years, Azriels little drop of starlight.

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: The timeline of this is a bit wonky because I don't think I fully understand how they age but oh well. Also in this world, C-Sections exist.

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“Where the fuck is she?!”

“Would you please calm down I'm sure she's a very busy Azriel” You smiled gently at the pacing Illyrian.

“Well she should be busy with us YN we should be top priority! I'm going to go find her!"

“Az the healer will get here when she gets here, please calm down your rising blood pressure is causing my blood pressure to rise which isn't good for the baby” he went from pacing to collapsing to your bedside, clutching your hand to almost bone-crushing.

“Do you need something honey?! Water? A pillow? A blanket? My jacket? That male in the waiting room’s jacket?” You laughed at your panicked mate, giving him some ease at the sound.

“What I need is for you to please calm down!” you turned your hand so you could rub the back of his instead, his eyes wild.

“You're right, it'll be fine, it's just with what happened with Feyre and Rhy-”

“-Az, it'll be okay, you're here with me”

“You're right again my gorgeous mate, we're in this together...now where the fuck is the healer?!” He jumped again from your side and you rolled your eyes, collapsing back on the plush off-white pillow.

“There are probably other babies she's seeing to first Az”

“Well, there isn't another baby as important as ours!” You smiled sweetly at your already proud mate and then watched him take off out the door, you failing to call him back.

After another hour or so Azriel had practically hauled a healer off the road by the throat, with you apologising the whole time.

“Hmm you seem to be at 10cm but the baby isn't coming? We need to cut!” the healer called out to her assistant.

“What what what?! Where are you taking my mate!” The medical team unlocked the bed from the wall and began wheeling you through the corridor with Azriel still clutching your weakening hand.

You lay splayed out on the surgical table, a team of surgical personnel like ants around you, plying you with a tonic to take the growing pain away. A tarp was placed in front of both you and Azriel to shield the operation. Azriel almost turning the same green as the tarp.

“The baby is almost here honey”

“Oh great, we should go camping sometime or we could all go to Spring Court on holiday, I’m sure that overgrown dog is over his tiff by now” he laughed at your drug-induced words. Through the healers scurrying and Azriel’s gentle encouragement your baby was soon screeching into life.

“Congratulations, it's a female” they carefully handed her to her father. Azriel looked at the little drop of starlight in his arms, almost afraid he'd break her.

“She's so beautiful Az”

“You're so beautiful YNN, I'm so lucky” Tears came to his eyes as the healer took her from him to be cleaned. He turned his attention back to you, rubbing your hand gently and kissing the top of your head as you were sewn back together.

“Thank you YN, thank you so much for our little drop of starlight”

5 years later.

“Come here, you little terror!” Sweet Pea playfully chased your daughter around the island unit of your kitchen.

“Hey, be careful!” You laughed from the kitchen table. Azriel collapsed on the seat next to you, totally out of breath.

“We should have another ynn”

“Emm, can we focus on the two we have first?” You smiled down at the 6-month-old son asleep in your arms.

“Play!”

“In a second Luna, your old father needs a rest” he put a large hand to his quickened heart and you laughed at him.

“Can I play with Sol?”

“Not yet sweetie he's still too small and you're too strong” She seemed sad at first by your answer but then decided to take it as a good thing and continued running around.

Finally with the kids asleep in bed, Luna content with the two books Azriel had read, the two of you lay in bed staring at the ceiling, exhausted but content.

“Yn I love you so much” You rolled into his side.

“Really? Even after two kids?” You teased.

“Especially after two kids, Mothers are hot” he kissed the top of your head smiling.

“Not as hot as Fathers"

“Oh talk Mother to me” he laughed, kissing your cheek.

“We-need-to-babyproof-the-sitting-room” you managed between kisses.

“Keep going” he hummed with a goofy smile.

“Cut-the-grass-tomorrow- or I'm- leaving you” You smiled back before meeting ferociously, Azriel’s leg just began to tangle with yours as a small voice came to the door.

“I'm scared” You broke apart and rolled your eyes at each other before Azriel sat up and called Luna over to the bed.

“It's okay little drop of starlight, I will always protect you” he pulled her into his chest. You had tried time and time again to get Azriel to stop leaving her sleep between you both but he really couldn't help it. He was putty in Luna’s hands. She laid between you both but of course, faced Azriel.

11 years later.

“Luna! I said no!"

“I'm 16! I'm old enough to fly alone! Why can't I go away with my friends camping for the weekend!”

“Because I said so! And take off the fighting leathers!”

“Ugh!!!!” She shrieked, ripping her jacket from her shoulders to reveal her cropped top and stomping upstairs.

“And put on a tarp for Gods sake!” Azriel shouted after her.

“You should just let her go, it'd be easier on all of our eardrums if your screeching starlight is appeased” Sol collapsed on the couch in the den alongside you.

“Don't you have reading to do?”

“Oh yeah, annoyed with the favourite so we're all punished” he pushed himself off the couch and sauntered into the kitchen.

“We don't have favourites Sol” you called after him laughing.

“Az sit down” he sat as close as possible, cupping your hand in his.

“I think we should let her go”

“Absolutely not”

“Why not though? We went camping together when we were 16”

“Exactly, reason number one why she's not going, how we spent our camping trips” You smiled at your husband while his eyes were fixed on the stairs.

“And about the Illyrian leathers…”

“She's not joining them, I want her to be proud of her blood but that doesn't mean I want her to live it! She trains with Cass, hones her skills and never has to use them, that's the goal”

“You have to let her make that decision herself Az”

“So you want her to die”

“Of course not!-” you hit him with the pillow “-but I know we've raised her strong and smart so I know she'll make the right decisions”

“I'm going to go talk to her” You nodded in agreement and he took off up the stairs. You snuggled down onto the couch, enjoying the peace and quiet before-

“YN!!!! LUNA IS GONE! OH SHE IS SO GROUNDED!” he came flying down the stairs taking two steps at a time, shadows darting in every which direction, Sol running back into the room.

“I get her bedroom after you kill her!”

“We are not going to kill her ... .okay you can have it” you winked before tying up your coat and helping Azriel with his, his rage preventing him from buttoning it correctly.

2 years later

“I get your room now you're leaving”

“Oh wow Sol I'll miss you too” Luna ruffled her brother's hair, her suitcase in hand, standing in the kitchen doorway.

“Your travels are going to be great sweetie”

“I know I’m so excited” You hugged her, Azriel stood behind you almost afraid to look. The doorbell went off behind him.

“Wait wait, that's Wells, I'll get it!” She ran past Azriel, ripped open the door and leapt into the tall male's arms. You could hear Azriel growl so you tentatively took his hand.

“So, you're the male who thinks he's seeing my daughter”

“Emm em ye-yes sir” he put out his hand to shake Azriels and you immediately thought what a mistake. Azriel’s strength had Wells biting back tears.

“Well come on Wells! We better go. Bye everyone!” She hugged you and Sol quickly before standing in front of Azriel, Wells having run away with the bags.

“Bye, I love you, I'll be back at Starfall”

“I love you too, my little drop of starlight ” She kissed his cheek before leaving the porch for her new life.

3 years later

“Wells cheated on me!” Luna was sobbing on the doorstep of your home. You felt so terrible for her and yet you were secretly happy, the whole family having never liked Wells in the first place.

“It's okay Luna, you'll be okay sweetie”

“Is that my drop of starlight?” He looked at your worried face, the smile dropping from his face immediately.

“Oh Gods what's wrong?!” you separated from your weeping daughter, Azriel immediately closing the space to envelop her in a deep hug.

“Wells cheated on me!” Ariel's eyes grew wide before separating again from her and almost handing a hysterical Luna back to you.

“Wait Azriel where are you going?!”

“I need to handle something, Sol! We have business to attend to son!”

6 years later

“Seriously, please make him stop crying”

“Leave him alone sweetie, his daughter just got married”

“Oh please stop talking about it I'll be sobbing...again” he put his hand up to you, forcing his eyes off his little girl in a big white dress. You kissed your teary mate tenderly before persuading him to look at his gorgeous daughter.

“You look so lovely my little drop of starlight”

“Az! We're related now, can you believe it!”

“No Cass, I really can't” his voice was dry and his tears were gone upon seeing Luna’s father in law.

4 years later

“Do you need anything my little drop of starlight? Water? A pillow? A blanket?”

“I need you to calm down please, it won't make the baby come any faster” You sat by your daughter and laughed at her reply, Azriel hadn't changed much in this regard.

“I have to go find the healer, it's time to get this baby out!” He paced, almost to the point he was wearing a hole in the floor. Cassian arrived shortly and quickly joined Azriels erratic behaviour.

“Sol sends his love and will be home from the continent as soon as he can” You stroked your daughter's hair as she ended another contraction.

“Excuse me but only the father can be in here for the birth” The small healer's assistant was more than half the size of Azriel but almost as tough in her approach.

“You have to let me stay! That's my daughter!”

“Come on Az” you kissed your daughter's head before having to physically haul your mate and Cass by the ears out of the room.

The three of you stayed out in that bright hall for more than 5 hours. Both you and Cass taking the opportunity to nap on Azriels shoulders, Azriel wired awake.

Finally, the healer came out and granted you access, Azriel hurdling himself at the door.

You got to hold your granddaughter first, Cassian cooing over your shoulder, his son doing the same.

“I'm so proud of you little drop of starlight" he rubbed her hand before hugging his daughter. “Thanks, for everything….you want to hold your granddaughter?” he nodded gently in reply. The minuscule baby was pried from your hands and gently settled in her grandfather's arms.

“Hello there my little drop of starlight”

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halaboyz · 16 days

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that and then, wooyoung

stranger! ateez wooyoung x gn! reader it's not angst i swear! it's fluff ^^ i think it falls under love at first sight? i'm not too sure about that wc: 2.1k warnings: food; no more that i know of a/n: brainrot brainrot brainrot (literally)

"I'm sorry, but your flight is delayed until tomorrow morning, and we can't find a way to reimburse you neither with hotel accommodations," You sigh, massaging your temple.

"Does that even make sense?"

"Does that even make sense?!" You and the guy on the other side of the control table ask (read: he shouted) at the same time, making you whip your head to his side.

He's just as stressed as you, yes.

Okay, maybe him a bit more.

"I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait for a few more hours," The staff apologetically smiles, handing you back your passport.

You just nod defeatedly, heading to the near seats and to look ridiculously at the man almost shouting at the staff.

"As if the staff could control the weather..." You whisper, and almost immediately the man sighs, shakes his head and gets his passport. When he turns around, he meets your what's with this man-face, which you immediately straighten out and try to avert your gaze somewhere else.

You get your book from your bag and try to read a paragraph, when you realize the man was walking to your side of seat. You internally roll your eyes, holding back a sigh.

After minutes of silence, he forcefully lets out a small cough.

"I'm not that kind of person, you know." You hear, and you first look around to see if he was talking to someone else. When you meet his eyes, you ask if he was talking to you. "Yes, you. I was already running late for my plans on the other side of the world, and now I'm stuck for a few more hours now."

"Ah," You smile, nodding and chuckling awkwardly.

"Is your flight delayed too? Heard we said the same thing a while ago."

What an extrovert.

"Yes, until tomorrow morning." You answer shortly, trying to end the conversation by sticking your nose to your book.

"And your hotel?"

"Cannot be provided."

"Do you want to roam around with me?" He asks straightforwardly, having a poker face with him.

"Hmm- What?" You jerk from your seat, almost agreeing to what the weird man was suddenly offering.

"Roam around. Night's alive around here. We're stuck anyway. Would you want to go with me?"

You look around to see if there was someone else hearing this absurdity, which to there was none. When he senses your urgency, he chuckles.

"I'm actually a very fun person to be with, thank you very much. I'm Wooyoung," He shows you his passport, and lets you keep it. "I'm giving you that to assure you. I swear I'm not up to anything. Just fun, I mean that like... fun. F-U-N."

He makes you scoff, and you actually think about it. Like he said, you were stuck anyway. Even though you were an introvert, there was no way in hell you'd stay there sitting for eight hours.

"Okay." You agree, "And I would very much keep this for safety reasons." You chuck his passport to the deepest part of your handbag.

After keeping your luggage on the lockers, you head out with the man.

"I don't think I've gotten your name," He smiles, and you introduce yourself. "Do you want to go to the near night market? They have the best fish cakes I have ever tasted." You chuckle at his exaggeration, following him as he guided you with his blabbering.

He was indeed a very fun person to be with.

And it was indeed the best fish cakes.

You burst out laughing when his excitement caused him to burn his tongue, pointing at his redder part of the tongue.

"Now I can't taste anything!" He sulks, letting the ice of the juice he just bought stay in his tongue.

"Whoever told you to eat that fast," You chuckle, finishing another stick in front of him. "I give it to you, these are the best." You mock his exaggeration, throwing the stick. He pouts and looks back at the stall, stomping.

"I thought I won't have the time to go here, but when I had, I burnt my tongue," He angrily whispers, throwing the now empty cup.

His burnt tongue didn't stop him from having dessert, though. The delight he had on his face when he had tiramisu was so... lovable. He looked like a man going back to being a kid, pointing every stall with the food he loved.

"You're not a kid, are you?" You suddenly question him, stopping him mid-bite of his tiramisu. "I don't want to go back as a kidnapper,"

"Did you not look at my passport or something?" He unbelievably gawks at you, shaking his head.

"Ah, right." You nod dumbly, laughing at yourself. You hear him giggle anyway, and it gives you the butterflies.

Oh god, please no.

You shake your head to reality, slapping yourself internally.

As if he wasn't feeling the same. He's been slapping himself (lightly, physically, without you seeing it) if he caught himself smiling while looking at you.

He only met you three hours ago, come on.

Wait, "Three hours?!" He screams, looking at his phone, and his watch, and your phone, and your watch, and the clock ticking on one of those biggest buildings- yes, it has been three hours.

"Oh, yeah. It's been." You nod, confirming it with your watch. You've been keeping watch of the time, wanting to make the most out of it by enjoying every bit. You pout, him reminding you that yes, again, it has been three hours.

And now three hours and thirty minutes.

"Did you run out of places to go?" You chuckle, feeling the cold night air pass through your face. "I have one, should we?"

Wooyoung instinctively nods away, knowing he'd be good as long as he's with you anyway.

You guide him with a smile, knowing that with the personality he has been showing you, he was going to like the place you're going.

A carnival.

You knew today was going to be its last day, so it was going to last until the morning.

It was... enjoyable.

Seeing unusual costumes paraded and games played, you've never seen a man shine so bright when he smiles, when he (he does) squeals, and jumps and everything he does, and most importantly, never seen a man look at you with those eyes.

Those eyes.

And you have never fallen in love that fast.

Are you in love?

"Hey... I think we need to leave to the airport by now," Now, you were left with two hours. The sky was starting to lighten, the moon starting to and trying to between clearing clouds.

"One last game," He grabs your arm, and starts god knows what he's doing. Wriggling and stomping and pouting and whining. "That card game over there looks fun, ah, please..."

"Fine, fine. It won't hurt." He drags you around hand in hand, and you heave a breath. Not because you were out of it because he was running dragging you with him, but because of how you wanted his hand on yours for a longer time.

"You play it simply guessing what the card is stuck on your forehead. You can do it for ten minutes, thank you."

When the staff leaves, you look at the stacked cards in front of you, being dumbfounded that you had to pay ten dollars for that.

Well, what's a carnival without a scam.

You burst into a fit of giggles, getting the cards and shuffled it. "Looks fun, one said."

Okay- he didn't expect that the game was going to be this simple. He really, really just wanted more time to enjoy with you.

He'd spend every penny he has on his wallet now just to be with you a second longer.

"Let's just start the game," You chuckle, pushing his fringe aside to stick the card to his forehead. When you're done, you laugh at his deadpanned face. "What? You wanted it! Now stick one on mine."

He does the same with your hair, pushing it aside for the card to stick on.

"You know, I really enjoy tonight. I regret even shouting at the staff earlier for delayed flights." He starts, sweetly arranging your hair back. "I did not regret a second."

"I did." You crane your neck, hissing. His face drops in worry, because he thought you were enjoying it as much as he did.

"With what? Oh my god, I'm so sorry... we can leave now if you want!" Wooyoung scurries to leave the tent, but you immediately pull him back.

"I was joking! The only waste was your money going down the drain for this shitty card game," You explain, laughing at him. "I enjoyed tonight too, Mr. Wooyoung. It was a pleasure meeting you too."

You both knew this, whatever this was, but individually you discretely called it love, was short-lived.

Although you both wanted it to be for long, you both want to be each other's side for longer, no one was uttering anything out. You avoided the topic like a plague.

"How do we even guess it... without asking straightforward questions like what the shape or number is..." Wooyoung whispers, and you immediately burst into laughter. A big one.

When you were back at home, laughter came to you like a blue moon. With him, it was easy.

He laughs when you laugh, both leaning to each others shoulders naturally to catch up on your breaths for a whole good 5 minutes.

Because really, how would you do it?

"Is it the shape of a star?" Wooyoung asks, and you gawk at him.

"A diamond is not a star, Wooyoung!" You lecture, pointing at him.

"Okay! Then it's not a diamond... Let me guess now! I think it's two of spades!"

"That's unfair! I blurted out a hint!"

"That wasn't a hint at all, you were just lecturing me! So I guessed it wasn't a diamond so I'm left with what, spades! And you said it was an even number, the first even number was 2 so I guessed that! Just admit it, I'm lucky,"

"Fine! Whatever," You pout, putting the cards down and getting the one on your forehead. "Mine was a joker?!"

"...would like to call on passengers of ATZ-1117, you may now start heading to gate 8. We would like to apologize once more for the delay of flights. Again, Airline KQ would like to call on passengers of..."

"That's my flight!" You hurry, scurrying to your shared locker as you hear your flight being called the moment you step inside the airport.

"That's your flight?" Wooyoung softly asks, helping you with your things.

"Airline KQ would now like to call on passengers of ATZ-1024, you may now start heading to gate 18. We would like to apologize once more for the delay of flights. Again..."

"And that's mine." Wooyoung sighs, and you stop to memorize his features.

He fiddles with the handle of his luggage, and you muster the courage to cup his face.

"When time permits, we'll meet again." You smile at him, handing him his passport back. "It was fun. I enjoyed a lot, Woo."

He cups your cheeks back, and lands your forehead a kiss.

"We'll see each other again." You pat his back, urging a hug to which he allows. A tight one.

Before he breaks it off, he leans his forehead with yours. mesmirizing the last minutes he has with you before parting ways.

"Wooyoung... I'm sorry,"

"Right. If you don't leave now, I don't think you would, ever. I wouldn't let you," He leaves your forehead another kiss, and finally letting you go.

Except your hand.

He takes another good look at you and smiles, knowing that he'll find you in time.

He hopes he does. He prays he does.

"I'll see you when I do," You smile, and you start stepping back. You give his hand a good grip before finally tearing it apart, turning around with one last smile.

You had a job application to catch up to.

You had to stop yourself from looking back because once you do, you knew you were doomed.

And he had to watch you walk away first before he does, because god knows how wide open his arms would be once you look back and decide to jump back into his arms again.

But yet again, you don't. So he sharply inhales and turns around as well, delving to the reminiscing moments with you in his mind.

He remembers, he had his wedding to attend to.

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minghaoslatina · 5 days

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CHERRY BLOSSOM LOVE

pairing: idol!seonghwa x uni student! female reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: FLUFF

a/n 💌: something I quickly came up with while I work on my other fics. the beginning is very briefly inspired by episode 11 of the kdrama lovely runner.

now playing 🎧 spring snow by 10cm and a day by jongho 🧸

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

One month has passed since you and Seonghwa began dating, and he has proven to be the perfect first boyfriend. He cherishes every moment with you, from the simple act of holding your hand to the grand gesture of being your unwavering support. His thoughtful actions, such as opening doors for you and ensuring your comfort, never fail to make you feel special. You often find yourself in awe of his gentlemanly behavior. You thought things like this only existed in movies and fairytales, but your boyfriend is an actual prince. He even surpasses your expectations of a romantic partner.

Seonghwa's consistent communication, with morning and night texts since your first meeting, reflects his genuine care for you. He initially worried about overwhelming you with his attention, considering your lack of prior romantic involvement, but you welcomed his affection wholeheartedly. His presence brings comfort and joy, dispelling any traces of loneliness that linger from your past. Seonghwa always makes an effort to see you, like right now.

As you step out of the university building, a gentle spring breeze flows through your skirt and hair. Your heart warms at the sight of Seonghwa patiently waiting for you in the distance. His eyes, sparkling with anticipation, light up as he approaches, and you feel a sense of security knowing he will walk you back to your dorm in the darkening evening. You usually only take morning classes, but you were eager to attend this particular class with your favorite professor before graduation. Despite your hesitation about this late class, Seonghwa reassured you of his commitment to accompany you, further deepening your gratitude for him.

"Tell me about your class," Seonghwa says, effortlessly taking the heavy books from your arms. His attentive listening, regardless of the subject, never fails to make you feel valued. You chatter away until you reach the familiar pathway adorned with tall cherry blossom trees. Releasing Seonghwa's hand, you stand in the middle of the path, surrounded by falling petals, and a smile lights up your face. Seonghwa can't help but admire your happiness as you reach for the delicate blossoms.

"What are you up to?" Seonghwa chuckles as you try to catch a single petal. "I heard that catching a petal makes your wish come true," you explain, pouting playfully when the petal falls from your grasp. Seonghwa notices your struggle and places your belongings on a nearby bench before coming up behind you. "Let me help you," he says, his voice filled with amusement and affection.

Time seems to stand still as Seonghwa gently caresses your arms and intertwines his fingers with yours, reaching out for the falling petals. Together, you catch a petal and share a tender moment. You smile as you look at the petal and back at your boyfriend.

"Make a wish," Seonghwa suggests, enclosing your hands with the petal between them.

"Make a wish with me," you giggle, both closing your eyes. As you contemplate your many wishes, you find yourself unknowingly wishing for the same thing:

I wish for a long and loving future together.

"What did you wish for?" Seonghwa asks as you both open your eyes.

"It's a secret," you reply teasingly. "And what about you?"

"It's a secret," he echoes teasingly, "but I have a feeling my wish will come true." With a warm smile, Seonghwa leans in to kiss you, leaving you momentarily surprised. Your heart skips a beat as his lips meet yours, and a rush of warmth spreads through your body. Despite your shyness about displays of affection, his kisses never fail to make your heart flutter. Yet, a small part of you wonders if this perfect romance has a catch, if this dreamy moment is too good to be true.

As he steps back, you reach up to touch your flushed cheek, glancing around nervously. "What if someone sees?" you giggle.

Seonghwa pays no mind to potential onlookers as he cups your cheeks, his touch reassuringly warm. He leans down to kiss you twice more, each time leaving a soft and gentle imprint of his affection. Holding your cheeks a little longer, he looks deeply into your eyes with a smile. "Hey!" you exclaim playfully, beginning to chase after him. Seonghwa quickly gathers your belongings and playfully runs away, making you laugh as you both race down the pathway under the fluttering cherry blossoms.

As you both come to a stop at the end of the path, a sense of melancholy washes over you as you realize that your dorm is within sight and Seonghwa will soon have to head to a late practice. You can't help but feel that he works too hard, and you silently make a mental note to have a conversation with him about it another day. For now, you just want to savor the moment and appreciate the love you share.

"This is where you get off, angel," Seonghwa says as he carefully places your school books back into your arms. You express your gratitude quietly and gaze up at him with affectionate eyes.

"What?" he asks with a shy smile, clearly feeling the warmth of your love through your gaze.

"Nothing," you respond with a smile, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on Seonghwa's cheek. He looks away briefly, a pleased grin spreading across his face before turning back to meet your gaze.

"I'll text you later," Seonghwa gently reassures you with a flirty wink. You let out a soft laugh and playfully slap his shoulder.

"Promise me you'll text me as soon as you get to the company. I want to make sure you get there safely," you say, looking into his eyes. Seonghwa nods in agreement as he listens to your request.

"I promise," he says, intertwining his pinkie finger with yours before leaning in for another kiss. It's as if kissing you comes naturally to him. Your lips are irresistible to him, and he lingers in the moment before you gently pull away. Seonghwa follows your lips, but you playfully place a finger on his lips.

"Sorry, I don't want us to get caught," you say, giggling. Seonghwa lets out a soft chuckle and plants a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"Goodnight, sweetheart," he says, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear and caressing your cheek. Your cheeks ache from smiling so much today. Just the thought of hearing his voice could make you want to jump and twirl endlessly.

"Goodnight, handsome," you say, Seonghwa's heart fluttering at your words. Reluctantly, he steps away from you. As you both turn away, you can't help but turn back to watch him.

"Hwa!" you call out softly. He turns back with a raised eyebrow.

"See you tomorrow," you say, blowing a kiss and waving goodbye. He laughs, catches your imaginary kiss, and you can't help but cover your mouth in giggles, feeling content.

"See you tomorrow," Seonghwa echoes, watching you safely enter your dorm building. He walks away backward, still lost in thoughts of you, before turning around and daydreaming about tomorrow with you.

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robynlilyblack · 2 years

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hi love! could you please write poly!marauders x shy!reader? :) i love how your write shy!reader sm! 🫶🏼 and maybe the reader is feeling a bit needy (not sexually) yk just needy for attention but she’s too nervous and shy to ask for cuddles and kisses but remus (or you pick who haha) notices and asks her what’s wrong and it just ends up with reader getting all the affection she wanted and yeah really fluffy <3 thank you if your write this💓

A girl needs her cuddles

Poly! Marauders x fem! Shy! Reader

Summary: While Sirius and James are busy, Remus notices their girl is a little down

Warnings: swearing, post-hogwarts, established relationship (remus x reader focus), pure fluff

A/n: 1k words, boys are professors and the reader is the librarian cause i though that was cute. Thank you so much, shy! reader is one of my fav kinds of readers to write xx enjoy sweetie

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You were sitting on the boys pushed together beds whilst they worked on the floor. James and Sirius on their stomachs with a pillow to protect them as they mapped out one of the new passages they found, while Remus was sitting with his back against the wardobe reading peacefully. It was rather funny, even as professors they were still updating that map of theirs

“Moons my darling, what was the scale again…1m to 10cm or 20cm?” Sirius asks in a voice you all knew meant, 'I’m pretty sure I did it wrong but I’m hoping there’s a 10% chance I didn’t'

“Nah it was 20mm wasn’t it?” James says with confidence, the two boys looking over at him while you watch subtly from the bed

Remus was quiet for a second too long and you all knew Sirius had messed up

“It was 1cm puppy” he says sweetly while you giggle quietly but not quiet enough as his wolf hearing picks it up, causing the boy to grin

Sirius’ cheeks go red muttering a quiet 'fuck' as he peers down at the drawing, realising that was why it looked so weird. James does the same before nudging Sirius and taking the map from him, beginning to restart the entire thing while the raven-haired boy sulks rather cutely beside him, cheeks mushed together in his hands

Soon Remus goes back to his reading and Sirius shuffles closer to James, snuggling into his side, the sight leaving you feeling a little…needy? Maybe that wasn’t the right word perhaps a little touch or attention starved for lack of a better phrase

They were all so excited about the new passage it left little time for your usual cuddles lately. You tried to catch their eye a few times by brushing your hand with theirs or forgetting your cardigan so when they visited the library they would hug you to warm you up. They didn’t seem to get the hint though and you now had at least one jumper or cardigan charmed to your size from each of them...not that you were complaining but still, a girl needs her cuddles

Problem was you were way too shy to ask them, even now, so you brought your legs up to your chest and hugged yourself instead

Remus glances back at that moment to check on you since you had been, funnily enough, quieter than normal. He presses his lips together in almost a pout as he observes you, head resting between your knees as you stared at James and Sirius with a look he could only describe as forlorn

You don’t seem to notice him slipping the bookmark you gifted him into his book, nor him getting up to put his book on the nightstand

“Hey bunny” he whispers, sliding in behind you, arms snaking around your sides

You instantly melt under his touch, hands loosening around your knees as you fall into him

“Hi” you bite your lip, trying to hold back your smile

He shifts on the bed, dragging one leg around your back so he can pull you closer, letting you settle between his legs

“You okay?” he nuzzles his nose into the hair just behind your ear, his strong yet gentle arms holding you flush against his chest

You hum in response, turning your head so you can nudge your nose into his cheek “I am now” you whisper, not wanting to disturb the other boys nor break yours and Remus’ moment

You can feel his cheeks rise before he plants a sweet kiss to the corner of your eyebrow “What’s wrong bunny?” he asks, face so close you can feel each others breaths

You shy away from him but he brings one hand away from your waist, rough fingers gripping your jaw softly and bringing it back towards him

“Bunny” his voice deepens, a smirk he tries to hide playing on his lips at your bashful expression

After a few moments to compose yourself you take a prolonged breath “I wanted cuddles” you confess shamfully and his smirk breaks free, a fond chuckle escaping his lips as his fingers slide upwards until they cradle your cheek, thumb moving back and forth over the apple in a smoothing motion

“You should have just said bun” he shuffles impossibly closer, eyes flicking to the side briefly to see James still working on the map while Sirius is now in his dog form getting a belly rub from James’ free hand “Cuddles with you are the best” he rubs his nose with yours, adoring the scrunch

“Better than Siri’s?” you ask a little wide eyed, a happy shock flowing through you as Sirius’ padfoot form had such soft fur it was better than any blanket…especially now he was stealing your conditioner

He licks his lips “Yes, just don’t tell him that” he winks causing you to giggle, the giggles catching the other boys’ attention

“My lips are s…Siri!” you start before you feel a ball of fur jump on you, pushing your back further into Remus’ chest

You turn your head back to face your boyfriend…well dog...and he licks your face, slobbery kisses all over. Remus chuckles at the sight, one hand still wrapped around you while the other takes James' as the boy moves to cuddle into his side

Eventually Sirius settles down, curling up into a ball on your lap, groaning softly as your nails scratch the skin beneath his fur, while James leans forward to kiss your cheek then Remus’ before laying down next to you both, head by your legs so he can see you both

“You’re so pretty” he says a little tired, head kissing Sirius’ snout, cheek squished against the covers

Remus wears a faint blush while you lean back in order to tug your head into Remus’ neck to hide from the compliments, much to James' delight before he closes his eyes and cosies into Sirius

“Better?” Remus whispers not wanting to wake the other two as they quickly slip off

You nod, pulling back to smile gratefully at him “Thank you” you bring your lips to his for a lingering kiss

“Anytime” he gives you one last peck “You want me to move him before your legs go numb or is it worth it?” he wonders, voice so soft you feel yourself becoming one with the mattress

“Worth it…but do you think you could reach our book?” you gesture to the nightstand and he chuckles quietly

“Course bunny”

Thank you for reading 💛

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genre: angst, fluff, suggestive, secret agent jaehyun x reader synopsis: Your husband was killed year ago by an unknown man. The griev and unsolved case kept you at night. After meeting your late husband's unfamiliar friend, you found new mission in your life. Find out who killed your husband Jaehyun. wc: 7.5k tw: cursing, blood, death, suggestive themes, guns, misscariage, grammar mistakes etc. au: it's been a long time lol there are still mistakes for sure, but i think i got better? at least i'm trying. hope you enjoy this. as always, i made it with jaehyun, because he literally fits every role??? peace yo

"It's been a year, move on." Your father sat down with a cup of tea in his left hand. "I love you, you're my daughter and I'm aware you loved him deeply. We all are. I mean, you can't ruin your life, because your husband got killed. I'm not saying you should forget him, I'm saying you should move on, Y/N. Please."

Seems like it's about 100th time your father brings the topic. Not even mentioning other people in your life. They could never understand the pain you feel. They could never understand how does it feel to lose person you've loved for so many years.

"How am I supposed to move on, dad? Tell me, how? I can't sleep at night, I have to go to therapy and take these pills that makes me weak as a bitch, and I don't even have an energy to talk with you, yet you're here telling me to move on?" Telling him all that felt relieving. Made you feel lighter. "You don't have any idea how it is. None of you! I don't want to see you or mom, coming here and acting as if y'all are my therapist."

"We're trying to help you, you're our daughter. We mean only the best for you, okay? Honey, you can't freeze in time and griev your whole life. Jaehyun wouldn't want that."

"Don't speak about it. You didn't even know him. Leave it, please."

Jaehyun was married to you for almost four years, and these were the best years of your life. You met at high school, then started dating at your senior year at college, and get married two years later. The job he had made your life harder. He was working for Korean Secret Forces, as an agent. High rank, excellent skills and results.

He was supposed to be go on a trip to Japan, when he got shot and killed. No one knows why, nor how did it happened.

"Y/N, you have still a lot to live. Being mean towards us won't change a thing. I'm leaving, if you need something, call us."

Cementary felt like your second home. A year ago, you used to come here everyday for two months, then lesser and now you're doing it once a week. Always brining candles or flowers with you. Your husband deserves to never be forgotten.

Crossing path, you spotted a man sitting by your husband's grave. Walking slowly to see who is it, you saw a face you've never seen before.

"Mind asking, who you are?"

Man turned around, and looked into your eyes. He was about 10cm highter than you, and had white, medium lenght hair. His gaze was strong, and gave you chills.

"You're his wife, right?" You nodded. "Jaehyun was a great man. I've never had a chance to meet you, and talk because of work, but I used to work with your husband. We were pretty close, I guess." He seems to be saying the truth, but you were bit taken aback. You knew majority of Jaehyun friends, but not him. "Jaehyun probably never mentioned my name, I am Yuta."

"Nice to meet you. My name is Y/N." You two shake your hands. "Is there a reason why he didn't meniton you?"

"Listen Y/N, I can't tell you much-"

"He was killed by Secret Forces, wasn't he? It wasn't an accident." You claimed while blankly staring at Yuta.

"How-"

"Jaehyun was too good for a rookie mistake, I'm sure he would dodge the bullet. Answer me honestly."

Yuta sighed. People way above him, or Jaehyun, made an awesome narrative. Most skilled and talented man of Secret Forces got shot by unknown man on his off duty. Unbeliveable lie.

"It for sure wasn't an accident. As I said, I can't tell you much. But I want you to be careful, it's dangerous. Jaehyun found something and it got him killed. I don't want you to die or to suffer, because of that. I promised Jaehyun to keep an eye on you."

Your heart almost stopped, and your vission was blurry. Of course, you had some theories on why did Jaehyun die, but mostly it was his postion in work. Many would kill for his job, and it'd be good reason to kill him. But now, as you're aware it wasn't it, you felt sick.

"What are you talking about? What did he find?"

"I can't tell you, because I'm not aware of everything. I'd suggest for you to not dig into it. Live your life, and don't look for anything, Y/N."

"My husband was killed, because he found something. He was killed, while we have expected the baby! He left me alone, hearbroken and lonely. Don't you think, I deserve at least the reason?"

"Baby? You're mother?"

Yuta was surprised, because he has been following you for months, since Jaehyun knew he was in trouble, yet he had never seen you with a child.

"I had a misscariage. It was thrid month, when Jaehyun died. Due to stress and everything, my body gave up. Awful times." You tried to laugh, but you failed. "I don't want to complain about my life, there's no point. I want the truth."

"Just leave it. Jaehyun died because of your co-called 'truth', so you better move on. Forget about me, and forget we met." Yuta made his way out of the grave, but he turned quickly. "I'm sorry for your loss. About Jaehyun, and your baby. Good luck, Y/N."

The first thing that came to your mind to call Jungwoo and Johnny to meet. Two of them were best buddies with Jaehyun, they had to know something. You demand answers.

"Do any of you know Yuta?"

Jungwoo and Johnny looked at each other, which was obvious for you - they do.

"Why you're asking?" Jungwoo chuckled. "I thought we were supposed to hang out and talk shit."

"I met him today. At cementary, at Jaehyun's grave to be exact." Johnny chocked on his saliva. "Why I had no clue about him?"

"What did he say?"

"Johnny, don't fuckin do it. Answer me, you two, now. I've been gaslighted for a year. Is it some joke to you? To play dumb around me?"

"Relax, it's not that deep."

"Answers."

"Yuta was working with Jaehyun for few months." Jungwoo stated as he was taking a sip of his beer. "He's japanese member of the crew. Yuta Nakamoto was working with Jaehyun on some project, extra secretive thing. We don't know what were they doing, though."

"So, what did he say?"

"Jaehyun found something that got him killed. I told y'all it wasn't an accident. I've known it was a murder. I knew."

"Y/N, you can't just believe in every word he says. We don't know him well, he migh've been lyin-"

"I believe him. Please." You rolled your eyes. "My husband wasn't some kind of a rookie, nope. He was the captain of his crew, soon to be officer. How couldn't he dodge the bullet? In the daylight? And the suspect have never been found. Sounds weird to me."

"There was an open investigation, and we were working hard-"

"Don't bullshit me, right now."

"Even if it's true, stay out of this. It's clearly something he wasn't supposed to know, and look. He's six feet under, now, sniffing the flowers from the other side." Johnny said firmly. The tone was suspicious, and you realize he was nervous. "Can we change the subject?"

Agony. You got rid of agony. In your life there's a new mission. To find the truth. You won't rest easy until you get to know what happened. Why did your husband had to die.

The lock of the attic opened. After Jaehyun's death, police came and took some of his personal stuff. You didn't give them everything, though. There must be something in his stuff.

After an hour, you didn't find much. Some rapports, evidence on minor crimes, suspects, scratches of something, to-do lists, and notes he used to make for you. As when you were about to give up, you found small piece of paper with a phone number on.

"What?" Male voice came from the other side. A bit cold, you'd say. "Who are you?"

"Hey, I am Y/N. Jung Y/N." Silence. "Jaehyun's wife."

"How did you get my phone number?"

"I found it. May I ask, who are you?"

"No, you're not going to ask me questions." Cold tone made you annoyed. "Jaehyun is dead, and here you are calling me. Why?"

"I know Jaehyun got murdered by his company. Please, I need to find the truth. I was looking for clues in his stuff, so I came across this phone number. I need help."

"I can't help you. I-"

"Please. I'll do everything."

Short silence made you believe, he's about to hang up.

"Meet me at 10. I'll send you adress. Alone." He sighed. "If you're from police, you're dead. See ya."

The adress seems sketchy as fuck, but you had to risk it. You felt like throwing up, because of the stress and everything that's about to happen. You were working as a private math teacher, not as a detective.

Area you're in, was abandomen long ago. There were only empty and destroyed buildings around, and not a sound of life around. Suddenly, you felt hands around you and on your mouth. Someone grab you, and took you in one of the building.

In front of you, were two men. One, black hair and bunny-like face, and the other one looked like a character straight from the anime.

"Are you a plug? Police? FBI? CIA? Secret Forces? SWAT?" You remember the voice, it's a guy who you've spoken to this morning. The guy with a black hair. "Answer us, now."

"No? The fuck! I told you, I'm Jaehyun's wife. I swear to God, I'm working as a private math teacher. I have no connection to police, besides my late husband."

"Taeyoung, check her ID."

They took your documents, and in fact, you wasn't lying.

"She's not lying. She's really Jaehyun's wife."

"Fuck." The other male sighed. "I told him to burn my phone number, dumb fucker. Why did you call? What do you want?"

"I want to know what happened to Jaehyun. I met Yuta today, I guess you must know him." They nodded. "I don't know if you're from Secret Forces, but you knew Jaehyun. The note wasn't in his offical case, why? Who are you?"

"I'm Kim Doyoung. I'm a hacker, and old friend of Jaehyun. We got few classes together back in college."

"And you?"

"Lee Taeyong. I'm his best friend, roommate and I used to be Jaehyun's plug."

"Jaehyun had a plug? Why? What?"

"I see you're confused." Doyoung softened. "Yuta must told you to stay out of this case, right? Why don't you listen? You need adrenaline? If yes, go to Bunjee jump. You want to get yourself killed?"

The way him, Taeyong and Yuta were so secretive made your blood boil. Also, the fact you had no idea Jaehyun knew them was even more annoying.

"If your wife got killed, wouldn't she want to know what happened? I demand answers. They can't get away with killing an innocent person."

"As if it was that easy." Taeyong sat down with a gun in his hand.

"You want answers?" You nodded. "Alright. But I don't guarante, you're going to be safe later. I can't promise that." You agreed without a word. "Jaehyun was a right man. He had his morals, and let's say, he didn't agree with few things with his boss and other assholes."

"He was in China, right?" Taeyong asked. "It all started there. During his stay there, and mission an innocent men got killed. He was chinese-korean, living with his wife and two kids. Provider of the family, and taxi driver. Jaehyun got told, he was super dangerous killer who killed around 10 korean soldiers in X Zone. The mission was easy. Get rid of the target."

"So he did. He and his people, including Jungwoo and Johnny. They had no idea, he was completly innocent guy. He was just a taxi driver, who wouldn't hurt a fly. The above wanted to get rid of him to show chinese mob, they don't care. Jaehyun got to know by accident, because he overheard his boss talking about it."

"It turned out, they killed more innocent people. He found corruption, and more evidence on illegal cases in the company. Doyoung hacked the system, and I asked the right people." Your brain was trying to process what they were saying. "There was a case of files tittled with his last name. They planned to get rid of evidence, and frame Jaehyun to become a hitman. Cruel killer, who killed innocent guys."

"What?"

"Jaehyun told them to turn themselfs in. To go to a trial court. Before he even told them, someone snitched on him. We don't know who, but they knew. The above ordered to kill him as soon as possible. I believe it must've been someone from his team. They can't be trusted, Y/N." Doyoung sighed. "Not even Jungwoo, or Johnny. We have no idea how much they know."

Your world was spinning around, and many more questions come with it. It felt as if your life got ruined in seconds. Your husband was always someone, who people looked up to. He hated discrimination, and lack of justice. He knew too much.

"But Yuta is alive."

"Jaehyun never mentioned Yuta. We're sure, they tortured him before getting on that street and shooting him. Someone was supposed to tell the truth, but Yuta can't be another one killed."

"Jungwoo and Johnny, they know?"

"They have to know." Taeyong said with a smile. "Think. They were close, if they didn't then Jaehyun wouldn't trust them. Who knows. Maybe they killed him."

There's no way. Jungwoo and Johnny were best friends with Jaehyun for years. They could never hurt him, not saying about killing him. They weren't capable, were they?

"I need to find the killer, and the evidence. I'll end what Jaehyun has started. I don't care, I have nothing to lose." You stood up, still overwhelmed by all the informations. "Even if it means, I'm going to die. Jaehyun didn't deserve to die."

"Y/N, it's danegrous. You can't put yourself into danger, because of grief and rage. Think about it. You can still get your life together-"

"No. I need to do it for him. And I need your help."

That night, you couldn't sleep. All you was thinking about was your hsuband and guys he was working with. There is no turning back now, you're going to get your revenge. No matter what. But the only thing couldn't let go. Yuta was keeping an eye on you for months, and yes, you had theory someone was following you, or stalking. Few times, you've spotted a shadow in your house. Some car passing your house three times a day. But you could swear to God, the shadow or sillhouete you've spotted was taller than Yuta. Yuta was about 5'10, while the person you saw so many times was for sure taller. Could Jaehyun sent someone else too?

After you left, Doyoung and Taeyong looked at each other sending signal.

"Y/N found us." Doyoung was gripping his phone hard, while waiting until the other person say something. "She called me earlier today. I am sure, she's going to find the killer."

"Don't let her. Keep her safe, Doyoung."

"It's too late now."

"Understood."

Taeyoung looked at his friend stressed. They nodded at each other, and went to their places waiting for next things coming.

"I'm so happy, you're moving on!" Your mother hugged you. "Are you sure about moving out part? It's your house, after all."

"Living here reminds me of Jaehyun too much. I found nice apartament in the centre of city, and I'm going to live closer to the company. Only prons."

"Jungwoo is picking you up?"

"He's already there." Your friend honked. "I gotta go. Let's go. I'm starting new chapter."

"We're proud of you." Your dad kissed your cheek. "Call us when you're in your new place. We're happy for you."

Drive to your new place was really comfortable, Jungwoo was cracking jokes all the time and he was expressing how happy he was for you.

"By the way, thank you. I really appreciate you recommended me for the company and you're driving me to my new place."

"Please, don't. It's just a pleasure to help you, Y/N. I am here for you anytime." He smiled at you. "You know, we are buddies now."

"Yes, dude."

"You sound like Mark now."

"Is it a bad thing?"

"Duh. He overuse 'dude'. Don't be like Mark."

Jungwoo wasn't right. Dude is literally Mark. Mark is dude. There's no Mark Lee without a 'dude' every few seconds. Almost like a comma.

After a month of working in Secret Forces as analyst, you were secured in your spot. No one suspected you of anything. Not many knew you were widow and Jaehyun's wife. Only the above knew, and Johnny, Jungwoo and Mark. You were lowkey about your business, and never mentioned anything harmful to you.

"We're going to hang out and drink sojuu, you're coming?" Mark asked with sparkling eyes. "Please, you always decline. Only me, Johnny, Jungwoo and Taeil. He went to the same University as you, I believe."

"Mark, I have a work to do. I need to do research, and write a raport."

"And you have a weekend for that. Just this once. We're not that bad, after all. Boys wants you to come. C'mon."

"Bet."

Mark left happy, because after 5th time asking, you agreed. By the time he was gone, you could check your other phone. You saw notification popping up on your homescreen.

dy: i need u to go and find login to y'all system dy: asap dy: don't get caught tho

Every single worker have own login, but login of people with high ranks are different each. With a sigh, you left your office and went towards the lift. You waved to few people, you got to know, and went to 14th floor. There must be the office of your boss.

There was no one in sight, so you just went in carefully. He was gettin his daily coffee on 4th floor with his friends, so he won't be there any time soon. You knew there were cameras, but Doyoung took care of that long time ago.

"Fuck. Where's the damn laptop."

As far as you know, they don't use their logins on official PC's, but have their own laptops with a base of every file possible.

Finally, you spotted black laptop on the pile of books in the corner. Looking around, you put USB cable in laptop. Thanks to that, Doyoung can hack everything from the laptop.

dy: i need 2 minutes dy: ok take the cable off, and meet me in your smoking spot behind the building

"I'm going out with boys tonight. After the work. In an hour."

"Be careful, though. Remember, we don't know how much do they know."

"They were best friends with Jaehyun. They couldn't be harmful."

"Maybe you're right, but there's no harm in being careful." He sighed. "I'll check everything, and tell you what we found. For now, be sure no one saw you."

The restaurant was really comfy, and have it's vibe. You felt as you were a kid again with your parents on Sunday's dinner. Nostalgic place.

"The owner is my uncle." Taeil laughed. "He opened the restaurant like 5 years ago? It's one of the best, I swear to God."

"Your uncle?" You were in disbelief. "The food is amazing. I love their dumplings."

"My uncle is the same person as Gordon Ramsey."

"Maybe let's not go there." Johnny cut off laughing. "You're lying."

"Ya, do you doubt me!"

"Gentlemen, stop."

The conversation went smoothly. You got to know, Taeil was your senior while you were freshman in the University.

"I remember the time we were training, and we were supposed to get all 10s with shooting, but Jungwoo missed every single one."

"Ya, really! I got 6, it's not bad."

"You're classified as blind, Woo. Don't you know?" Taeil laughed with Johnny. "He's really fit, but the guns and him aren't good couple."

"I have hidden talent with guns."

"And it stays hidden, Jungwoo." Johnny rolled his eyes. "And you Y/N? Have you ever held a gun?"

"Not really. I am clueless about all the weapons. Even knives. The only knife I've ever came across, was the one to peel the apples. Really."

"Then why did you join us? I mean, our job is almost like American CIA or FBI. I know your analyst, but why here?"

Taeil asked you question, and you froze for a minute. Jungwoo noticed your confused expression, and get you out of the awkward situation.

"Discrimination? Just because she wasn't trained like us means, she can't work with us? Ya, Moon Taeil, I thought you wasn't a jerk."

All of you were laughing, and you were thankful for him saving you.

"No! Sorry, I just-"

"I was bored. Math teacher isn't exciting, right? I found there was a need for analyst, so I applied. I need adrenaline in my life."

"Don't we all?" Mark sighed. "But our job is kinda boring. We don't do much nowadays."

"And nice. We should rest." Johnny took a sip of sojuu. "Let's drink and have a blast before coming back to that shithole in two days."

Two hours passed, and you were ready to come back home. Boys seems to have fun, and they planned to go Taeil's place to have more sojuu and watch movies.

"I really gotta go. I had fun, and I really like you, but it's getting darker." You claimed, while taking your coat on. "Bye."

They waved you goodbye, but Mark stopped you.

"Wait! Jungwoo is totally wasted, and he's asking if you could drive him home. I mean, you're the only one who wasn't drinking." He held his neck. "If no, then we can call the cab."

"No need for that." You smiled. "I'll get his drunk ass and get him to his place. Where's he?"

Jungwoo was sitting on the passenger seat, and he was white as ghost.

"Woo, are you alright?"

"I think Imma throw up." The mumble wasn't clear, and it took you a second to understand.

"Shit, wait. We're going to my place, it's closer. You look like you're about to pass out. You can stay the night."

"Can I?"

"Oh, shut up."

Taking Jungwoo into your place wasn't an easy task. He was 6ft, and his ass wouldn't hurry up, which made you go to the door for about 10 minutes.

"Here, sit down and drink some water." You passed him the glass. "Are you going to throw up?"

"I am not sure."

"Sit there, I'll take a shower. If you need to throw up, there's a bowl under the sink."

Jungwoo saluted, and you chuckled. You must admit, he was kinda cute. You slapped yourself mentally for that thought. You can't think about him in that way, after all he's your dead husband friend.

You came back to Jungwoo laying on the couch with his eyes closed, thinking he was sleeping, you was walking on your tippy toes.

"I'm not sleeping, Y/N. Can you come here?" He opened his arm. "C'mon. Please. I am so drunk, I can't. I need a hug."

"Jungwoo, I don't think-"

"Just lay down, and relax. I'm not going to touch you, c'mon."

Jungwoo made space for you. Being this close to him, made you nervous. It's been a while since you was this close to a man.

"Why aren't you sleeping, dumbass? You look like a ghost.

"Ah, really. I still have a time. You know what, I really respect you, Y/N. I admire how strong you are, and how smart you are. Really. I'm always surprised because of you."

"Jungwoo, don't sugarcoat me." You chuckled. "You're drunk."

"I mean it. I really, really mean it. I'm happy you're moving on with your life. Jaehyun was lucky to have you, you know. I've been jealous of him." You chuckled, because drunk Jungwoo was funny and he wasn't aware of his words. "Don't laugh. We all were jealous of you two."

"Woo, please. There's other couples like that. It's a past. I need to move on, and I did, to be honest. I'm not thinking about Jaehyun that much." There was a bit of truth in that. You couldn't tell others about your plan, so it was better to make them think you really moved on, but at the other hand. You missed being loved. "I think I should date again."

"Ya, that's what I'm saying!" He said confidently with a pout. "I agree. But Y/N. I really like you. We've been hanging out a lot past weeks, and I really like you. I found you pretty and I'd like to kiss you."

Before you could answer, surprised with his confession he was long asleep on his back. Your heart skipped a beat, because you had no clue someone have a crush on you. Someone like Kim Jungwoo. You knew Jaehyun would like you to date one of his friends, instead of complete stranger.

"If I ever pass away, please. Y/N date either Johnny or Jungwoo." He was caressing your cheek. "I know they would take great care of you. I trust them. If you'd date a stranger, they know to kill him, you know."

"Jaehyun don't even say that. Only person I'm going to date is you. Don't talk about your dead, you're not going to die."

"You never know. In this line of work, you gotta be ready for everything. I told them the same thing. Personally, I'd took Jungwoo. He isn't going to work the same job as long as he thought."

"Honey, you're my husband talking about dating your best friend. Let's not."

He chuckled and kissed you. Little did you know, Jaehyun was aware he didn't have much left to live.

"I like you too." You whispered, and fall asleep.

'I left to work. Sorry for the trouble! I don't even remember how did I end up at your place! Not mentioning, sleeping next to you. LOL. I was wasted as fuck. Sorry again! I made you breakfast, hope you like scrambled eggs with kimchi and toast. See ya at work! Jungwoo~'

Smile crept on your face, because it was lovely. It's been a long time since someone made you breakfast. You shook your head, and reminded yourself to not get distracted.

"I found something interesting." Doyoung said while eating cookies, Taeyoung bought. "Look."

He passed you his laptop, and there was files named after Jaehyun and they were marked as top secret. You opened them, and there were synopsis of him and his life. You were also mentioned there as his wife, but not much.

"What's interesting in there?"

"Look at the date of his death. 12th February. He was killed five days later. We have a direct evidence his death was planned."

"I knew it. Who else can open these?"

"Not many. Bosses and officers. There's many suspects, Y/N. I saw someone deleted some files, and I tried to recover them. I'm not sure if it's possible."

"Do your best, please. I am sure, Johnny and Jungwoo don't know exactly what happened with Jaehyun."

"How?"

You could tell he wasn't convinced.

"I just know. They must been suspicious of Yuta, that's why they were nervous."

"Remember, you can't be sure of anything."

"I know them longer than I do you. I can tell when something is off."

"Don't let your feelings take control of you."

"I don't."

Taeyong laughed.

"You're not as trained as we are. No one can be trusted. We're partners, we can trust each other, but them? I'm not sure."

"I shouldn't trust you, since I don't know you. But guess what. I'm doing my best, so please. Shut up." You got up. "I'm going to the company. If you have something, let me know."

As soon as you left, Doyoung called.

"Yuta, keep an eye on her in the company. Especially on Jaehyun's buddies."

"Fuck. I told you to get this idea out of her mind."

"Was I supposed to let her do it on her own, and get her killed? Jaehyun wouldn't be happy."

"She's getting too comfortable. We can't let her know everything, Doyoung. You deleted the files?"

"I did. I sent them."

"Good. Bye."

Kim Doyoung told you, he wasn't able to find the deleted files. You couldn't blame him for his failed mission, since he was doing already a lot. At the other hand, you tried asking people. Mentioning Jaehyun, but no a single soul had any idea about him, or his death.

Boys and you hang out again. This time, you got drunk. You didn't have to do much for work, since you got everything done before deadline. Jungwoo drive you home.

"Ah, Y/N. You're cute when you're drunk."

"I feel sarcasm, idiot."

"It's not." He laughed. "You look pretty. Here we are." He parked in front of your building. "Dummy."

"Kiss me then."

"What?"

"You said I'm pretty. Kiss me or you're lying."

You were way too drunk to care, or to be aware of your words.

"You're drunk-"

"Do it."

Jungwoo was looking into your eyes, the next second his hands cuped your cheeks and he was kissing you. The kiss lasted for few seconds, and it got you warmed up.

"Y/N-"

"Wanna come in?"

On your way to your place, both of you were kissing, not giving a damn about people passing you. It felt as if you two were waiting for this moment to come for the longest time ever. As you were kissing Jungwoo, you couldn't put the key in.

"Let me do it."

Next thing you remember, was the two of you undressing in your bedroom. Jungwoo didn't break the kiss, when he was getting your clothes off.

"I've been waiting for this moment for such a long time." He whined. "You really turn me the fuck on."

"Kim Jungwoo, just fuck me."

Both of you, too busy with each other, failed to notice tall silhouete standing in the dark corner of your place watching you. The man clenched his fists hard, feeling his blood boil. Jaehyun was watching his best friend fuckin his wife. He wanted to get out the shadow, and kill Jungwoo for it. He wanted to scream, but he knew he couldn't. Officialy, he's dead.

"I'll kill him." He whispered, and left as quiet as he entered.

Jung Jaehyun is very alive, and healthy.

Past days were peacful and relaxed, something you couldn't feel for a while. Jungwoo and you weren't dating yet. You wanted to take things slow, because at the back of your head, you could see Jaehyun.

Peace was broken, when Yuta paid you a visit.

"Listen, I don't care what you're doing with who, but I can't agree for you to lose your mind over someone." He sighed. "There's no one you can trust, especially Jaehyun's ex friends."

"The only person I shouldn't trust is you, Yuta. I don't know you at all, Doyoung and Taeyong don't talk about you, nor Jaehyun did. It's logical for me to trust them, not you."

Yuta felt as he was talking to a child. You were stubborn, way too much for Yuta's liking. His Japanese temper was getting real bad with you. He felt hopeless, because no matter how many times, he's telling you to stay away from Jaehyun ex co-workers, you don't listen.

"How do you know they didn't get their hands dirty with Jaehyun? What if they're involved but you don't know? You don't know them, Y/N. You have this pov of them as your husband's co-workers, not as actual people."

"Wait." You paused. "Don't you and boys know somethind I don't? Doyoung also told me to stay away from them. Why?"

"You know I don't." His body tensed up. "For some reason, as you claim, your husband didn't tell anything to them. I know, I know." He rolled his eyes. "It was dangerous, but they were friends for years, Y/N, years. Not even a word?"

Doyoung was walking down the woods, hidden from the city. Not many people visited the woods, because they weren't fameous as other one.

"You're alone?" Doyoung nodded as he entered small house. "What's up."

"You're not going to do anything with Jungwoo? He's fuckin your wife, Jaehyun. It's so painfully obvious. She likes him."

Jaehyun clenched his jaw.

"Not now. I can't just kill him out of the blue. For now, it's alright as long as he's not putting her in danger. I sent Yuta to talk to her, but she's not interested in his advice."

"Y/N is independant. I mean, she left the theraphy long ago, and her main goal is to find your killer."

"Only if she knew what really happened."

"Are you going to reveal yourself?"

"No. It's better if I'm away from her."

Finding a killer of your late husband was draining. Jungwoo didn't have a clue what you're up to. He found you looking through multiple files at night, but he never dared to ask what's that.

Taeyong tried his best at finding answers to your questions, but there were none. He felt like giving up, together with Doyoung. It was complicated to find people, who know something. It was like a never ending task.

"Jaehyun body was never found. I think I'd cry out of happines if he would be alive somehow." You admited to Doyoung, who was sipping on his coffee. "Sometimes I feel like he's still with me. His presence."

"Even after dating Jungwoo?"

"Yes. I can't explain that feeling, but he's there. His ghost, at least."

Doyoung made a mental note to inform Jaehyun to keep it lowkey, since you probably could tell something is off. Maybe Jaehyun wasn't doing great job with following you? It could ruin a lot.

"Ghosts aren't real. You miss him, so your imagination makes you feel like he's here. Simple."

"Yes, I know. Still, I'd like to hang out with him for the last time. Do you know what's last thing we did?"

"Tell us." Yuta said, and you rolled your eyes at him. "I'm just asking, I swear to God."

"We had a fight. Cliche, yes. We had a fight about him not being at home much, because of work. I even thought he was cheating on me, because none of his friends spent so much time at the company as he did." You chuckled. "Then I realized how stupid it sounds, and I apologized. The next morning we were supposed to go to our favorite cafe, but as y'all know. He vanished and got shot."

"Were you supposed to tell him about pregnancy?"

"Of course. I planned to talk with him at our favorite place, and let him know he's about to become a father."

"Life's a bitch."

"Exactly. But for you it's past. Paniful past, but past. Now you're living new life, maybe you really should give up on finding Jaehyun's killer."

And maybe Yuta was right.

"I think I should. I have no clues, and no one knows anything. I am tired. One day I will know the truth, but not now."

"Facts. You have Jungwoo, right? You're in love and-"

"I am not." You cut Doyoung off. "I like him, and he's my boyfriend, but I can't say I'm in love with him. It's far from that."

"Understood, miss."

Your apartament was empty when you come. Jungwoo would hang out with you after work, but today he had to leave to Busan with Johnny. As you were walking around, you heard noise. The first thing you did, was to run for a knife.

"I'll kill you, if you step any further." You hissed.

To your surprise, Taeyong came out of shadow. He was wearing all black, and had a sad smile on his face.

"Easy. I'm not here to kill you, Y/N. I'm leaving Korea tonight." He got the knife out of your hand, and put it down on the counter. "I'm here to tell you what I know."

"What's going on? Did something happened? Someone's after you?"

"Not yet." He sighed. "I got the informations from secret documents, that Doyoung blocked. I don't know why, probably for you to feel safer. I recovered them, and I found something disturbing. The messages from a week ago. The man who killed Jaehyun is about to kill you."

Your vision became blurry, and you felt your throat tightening, making it hard to breathe.

"Do you know who sent them?"

"I don't. They were between two people, they're anonymous. No one can know, but one of them is going to try to kill you anytime soon. Probably this week. Please, stay safe. Be ready for anything, buy a gun, whatever. You can't trust no one, Y/N. I gotta go. It'd be better for you to have security or don't leave your place at night. Don't stay alone, okay?"

"Taeyong, why-"

"I have to, Y/N. I could be in trouble for warning you, plus I don't want Doyoung to get hurt. I'll get in touch as soon as possible, but for now." He turned around. "Lock the door, and find a weapon."

You did as Taeyong said. No one knew about the plan of killing you. No one can be trusted, especially after what Taeyong told you. Not even Jungwoo knew, besides the fact he was sleeping next to you every night. He was keeping you close, but it wasn't enough. You felt scared.

Past days, you didn't notice anyone following you. Mark, and Taeil would drop you off from work since you told them your car is gettin repaired, even though it wasn't true. Yuta and Doyoung didn't sense your odd behaviour. They thought you have tough days with work, since you told them you're giving up at finding Jaehyun's killer. Well, seems like he found you.

"Y/N, dinner's ready." Jungwoo smiled at you warmly. "I made your favorite, and bought wine on my way home. Is that fine?"

"Jungwoo, you didn't have to do all of this. I am thankfull, I appreciate that. You're the best."

"Today is special day. I want us to have the best dinner, and most magical time ever."

"Why?" You chuckled surprised. "Did something happend?"

"No reason, just 7th sense."

Odd. Jungwoo was really happy today, as if something happened. You thought maybe it was because of a promotion, since he was about to level up at the Secret Forces.

"Oh, I think someone is calling me." Doyoung's name popped up on your screen, but Jungwoo was quick to take your phone out of your hands. "Jungwoo."

"Please. Tonight is about us, not about your friends. It's probably not that important anywas. Can we move on?"

Jungwoo was right. Doyoung was calling you pretty often, and you had no idea why. Sometimes he was asking about you, or sometimes he was bragging about some bullshit you had no interest in.

As you were sitting on your bed, you felt kind of dizzy. Your head was spinning, and Jungwoo's voice was hard to hear. You tried to stand up, but you couldn't.

"Jungwoo, what's going on?"

"What do you mean? Nothing."

"I feel-"

You got cut off by sudden banging on the door. Before you process what happened, there was a tall man in your bedroom. Both you and Jungwoo couldn't believe your own eyes.

"Ya, really." Jungwoo hissed. "You're fuckin kidding me, right."

"You wish, motherfucker." Jaehyun's voice made you weak. He was there. Alive. "Leave her, the fuck, alone."

"I thought I killed you, didn't I?" Jungwoo was cocky, and you were shocked. Kim Jungwoo? Your cute Kim Jungwoo, who doesn't even know how to hold a gun was Jaehyun's killer? And Jaehyun's alive? "You're tough cookie, Jaehyun."

"It's not that easy to get rid of me. Now, leave my wife alone and step back before I'll slit your throat open."

"Wow, easy there, superman. I thought you were dead, but turnes out I missed? Fuck. I'll try better now."

"What is going on?" You asked still dizzy. "Jaehyun, you're alive. What happened? Please, tell me." Your eyes got wattery.

"Y/N, I need you to leave the bedroom. Leave the place, and call Doyoung and Yuta. Now."

"Nope, please."

Before you could do anything else, Jungwoo was coming at you with a knife, but Jaehyun pushed you away. You were on all four, creeping out of the bedroom. Seems like Jungwoo gave something in your drink or food. You lost balance, and you were laying down on the floor in the kitchen. Only banging, and grunts were heard from your bedroom. You were losing conciousness, while trying hard to not and to hear what's going on.

"Your wife is good in bed, huh. You have no clue how satisfied I was, knowing I was fuckin what belonged to you, Jaehyun." Jungwoo spitted blood out of his mouth. "I felt glory."

"You sick fucker." He punched his enemy in the face. "Don't mention my wife again. You fucked up our life. I thought you were my best friend. You're a traitor, Jungwoo and you'll pay for it."

"I don't think anyone would believe you." Jungwoo smirked.

"Doyoung have everything on you. Yuta too. They did nothing, because you picked to get close to Y/N. She couldn't know what happened. Not then."

"I knew I should've killed her sooner."

Without any word, Jaehyun got his gun and shot Jungwoo in his head. Bullet went through his brain, making a mess in your bedroom. Jungwoo's liveless body dropped on the floor, on the pool of blood.

You opened your eyes, and closed them right after. It was too light for you, and it was painful. You tried the second time, and you could feel shift on the surface you were on.

"Y/N? Oh, thank God you woke up." Jaehyun took your hand in his, and you felt overwhelmed with emotions. Your husband. Your true love was alive. "I am so sorry for everything, darling. I fucked up, but I am here again. This time forever."

"You're alive. Why did you do it to me? Why did you leave me and didn't come back?" You were crying, while Jaehyun was holding his tears in. "I was waiting for you to come back. Deep down I wasn't done with the fact you're dead. You have no idea what you put me through."

"I did it all to keep you safe. I couldn't risk your life, because of me, Y/N. I couldn't lose you, that's why. I was keeping an eye on you from afar. Doyoung, Taeyong and Yuta helped me. They tried to keep you away from Jungwoo."

"Jungwoo." You whispered. "Is he dead?" He nodded. "You killed him."

"I mean, he tried to kill me first. He was involved in case with taxi driver, and corruption. He was money laundering with our boss, and got big check for 'killing' me. Thankfully, he missed my heart by inches. Doyoung helped me."

"You could've told me. At least warn me. I missed you so much for past year. I thought I'm going to die, because of your loss. Do you have any idea how it is?"

"I don't and I'm sorry. I know your life was turned upside down, but I love you. I always been and I always will. Now, I'll gotta do my best for world to see what happened. I have proof of every illegal thing they've done."

You nodded, and tried to stop sobbing.

"Why didn't you kill Jungwoo back then?"

"Because they said, they're watching you. Before they tried to kill me, they blackmailed me. They had soldiers stalking you, and told me if something goes wrong, you're dead. Then everything is history. Listen, I love you too much. I had to do it for us." He kissed your hand. "I am sorry about pregnancy, I had no idea you were pregnant. Maybe if I knew, I'd stop and-"

"Jaehyun, no." You cut him off mid sentence. "No. It's not our fault. Shit happenes. I got over it a year ago. It's our past. Now I understand your motives. I am not mad anymore, but please. Let's move out from here, and let's start new life somewhere else."

"I've always wanted to live in Switzerland."

"Sounds great."

Jaehyun chuckled, and leant in to kiss you. After all the dark times, you could kiss your lover. Jaehyun was finally with you. Maybe there's still a chance for better days.

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creative-caramel-coffee · 7 months

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Hi lovely, i hope you got some sleep.

I've got request it can be WandaNat or Weems.

So R hates being a problem so every time when she is sick or don't understand something she instead of asking for help try to handle it alone. When she gets hurt (at mission or because of some students idk) it is awkward for her to ask for help. Because of how long she keep the wound hiden she got fever and she act like a child.

Also can i be a ✨ on anon list?

Attack of the pot plant

Pairings: Ms Thornhill x Reader (platonic)

Word count: 2.1K

Summary: You hide an injury and it turns out badly for you. Luckily Ms Thornhill cares for you.

TW: injury, blood, infection, fever, hiding injuries

A/n I hope you like it, I think this is what the request asked for :) if its not feel free to submit another request, keep them coming I love your ideas guys. Also whoever made this request is ✨ anon on the anon list. I know i had another request for that anon emoji but this request was in before them so…. Unless its the same person who requested both times. Idk. Basically whoever made this request is ✨ anon.

You had botany last, and everything had been going great, almost too well in fact. At least, it had been going great.

But you see that’s the thing, nothing ever seemed to go well for Y/n for long periods of time.

In fact, you always managed to get injured and as a result you had taken to caring for yourself. You kept a first aid kit in your dorm for all the times you had patched yourself up. It would have been borderline embarrassing if you had to turn up to the infirmary each time you got injured, because you would probably end up being there every day.

All it had taken was your mother making jokes about being a frequent flier at the nurse's office at your last school before you swore off nurses all together. From then on you decided not to burden anyone with your clumsiness, it was fair to say you became quite proficient in all things first aid after that. From bandaging to butterfly stitches. …

As mentioned, botany had been going well … until someone dropped a pot and it shattered.

Normally that was fine, there were plenty of other plants and pots. except this time the broken pot, upon impact with the floor, had thrown a sharp shard of ceramic that had cut your arm. It had managed to slice a long and nasty cut down your forearm, about almost 10cm long. It looked bad.

you felt stupid, if Ms Thornhill noticed she would probably escort you down to the nurse herself. you did not want to cause her any more problems than she already had, so you grabbed your blazer and slid it on. wincing as it rubbed against the cut which was bleeding a lot more now. you needed to get out of here and bandage it. you had first aid supplies in your dorm you could use.

“Um… Ms Thornhill?” you said.

“Yes honey?” she asked from the floor where she was sweeping up the dirt from the broken plant.

“Can i go back to my dorm really fast i forgot my textbook.” you said praying it would work.

“Sure, make sure you come straight back though.” she said not looking up.

“Thanks Ms.” you grinned.

you had to be quick. you raced through the halls until you arrived outside your dorm. going inside you found the kit fairly quickly. pulling out a roll of clean white bandages.

you looked down to find your sleeve had a dark patch from where the blood was seeping through. cursing softly, you pulled the sleeve up and held some gauze against the wound before wrapping the bandage around. starting at your elbow you wrapped it tightly all the way down to your wrist, but not tight enough to cut off any circulation. tucking the end back into the bandage’s earlier loop, you cleaned up the packaging and quickly rushed back to the classroom.

It didn’t hurt too bad, you had a pretty high pain tolerance, so you didn’t need any pain medicine not that you would for something as simple as a cut.

Walking back into the classroom Ms Thornhill was standing back up, having finished cleaning up the mess as she didn’t want anyone to cut themselves on the sharp clay pot. Too late. You went back and sat down at your desk, missing the look you got from the teacher as you pulled out your textbook from your bag where it had been the whole time.

The rest of the lesson was pretty average, you listened to her talk about plant phenotypes and leaf shapes. She had the class do some drawings of plants and then identify the one the person next to you had drawn as a fun activity at the end. After what felt like no time at all you were dismissed so you packed up your books and left.

That afternoon you had free so you planned to do some study in the library, but you knew you should probably change the bandages first. You had glimpsed it seeping through during botany when your sleeve rode up a bit.

After getting back to your dorm you sat on the bed and pulled out the first aid kit again. Just as you pulled your sleeve down the door opened.

“Damn dude what did you do?” Yoko asked coming in and shutting the door, dropping her backpack by her desk and sliding onto her bed. She sat cross legged and watched, motioning for you to continue what you were doing.

“Um… nothing really. Just a pot smashed in botany, and I copped a piece of it to the arm.” You said trying to play it off. Yoko looked at the bloodied bandage you were unwinding.

“Um … that really doesn’t look good… like … at all.” She said.

“I’ll be fine, nothing i can’t handle myself.”

“You should probably go to the nurse y/n”

“So, she can do what? Re-bandage it? That’s what I’m doing.” You said and Yoko huffed before rolling her eyes.

“Whatever.” And with that she rolled over and pulled out her phone scrolling through the latest update on Enid’s blog.

You were glad she had turned away because the cut wasn’t looking any better. If anything, it looked way worse. The skin was raised and red, looking angry and it hurt to the touch as you tried to clean up some of the blood. If it didn’t get better soon you may have to go to the nurse after all.

You cleaned it up with some wet gauze and saline before rewrapping it and slipping on a hoodie.

“Wanna go to the library with me?” You asked Yoko who agreed. You both needed to study anyway so why not together.

After getting to the library, you placed a hand over your arm to feel the cut. It still really hurt, and it felt kind of warm to the touch. Mentally you thought about what that could mean but nothing really came to mind. Shrugging it off you sat down and pulled out a thick botany textbook.

Over half an hour into your study you heard the library doors open and you and Yoko looked up from where you had been quizzing each other on plant species names, the genus and the phylum. Ms Thornhill entered the library and walked over to the gardening section of the library, thumbing through some of the thicker books looking for anything she should put into her lesson plan. After a bit she pulled out two of the thicker books and placed them in her bag before she caught sight of you and Yoko. She smiled and you waved as she began to come over.

Over the past fifteen minutes the library had been feeling abnormally warm, you were tempted to take off your hoodie but that meant your bandages would show and you didn’t want to bother the nurse who had probably already gone home for the day by now.

Ms Thornhill drew closer, a small frown on her face now as she came to stand next to you.

“Are you ok y/n?” She asked and you nodded, “you look a bit flushed honey.” She said and before you could dart away, she pressed the back of her hand to your cheek her eyes widening. “Sweetheart you're burning up!” She exclaimed. Yoko watched and frowned.

“Dammit Y/n you probably have an infection you dumbass.” Yoko said and Ms Thornhill frowned.

“What is she talking about Y/n?” The botanist asked and you fidgeted with your sleeve. “Right, now we need to get you out of that hoodie. It can’t be helping your fever.” She said and reached for the sleeve. You huffed and pulled away, frowning.

“Nooo.” You whined like a child, and she raised a brow.

“Are you not wearing anything underneath?” She asked and you shook your head. If your cheeks weren’t flushed before they were now. “Then the hoodie comes off. No ifs or buts.” She said and this time she managed to get ahold of the hem before she hiked it up.

“Arms up.” She said and you reluctantly followed her instructions. When your hoodie was off, she folded it and looked up. Her eyes catching on the bandages and widening comically.

“Y/n, please tell me you saw the nurse for that cut.” She said sounding a bit scared.

“No, she didn’t.” Yoko said and you glared at her. She simply shrugged. “What it’s true.” She said.

“Come on y/n. We’re going to the infirmary. Right. Now.” Ms Thornhill said.

“Im fine.”

“Darling we both know thats not true.” She said softly.

“Seriously Y/n get your ass to the infirmary.” Yoko said.

“Finnneeee.” You said in a defeated tone.

“Good, come on honey.” Ms Thornhill said, pulling you to your feet. You swayed for a second and she was quick to put her hands on your shoulders to stabilise you. “Alright, let's go.” She said and kept one arm around your shoulder for the whole trip to the nurse's office.

Once you arrived, she pointed to one of the spare beds with a stern look on her face that left no room for arguments.

“Sit.” She commanded and you sat.

Glancing at you one more time she went into the nurse's office and grabbed her. Nurse Peterson was probably one of the sweetest nurses, so you were glad she was on shift today, her personality much like Ms Thornhill’s usually bubbly persona. Both came back out after Ms Thornhill explained the situation.

The nurse came over and Ms Thornhill sat in a plastic chair nearby watching closely.

She began by unwrapping the bandages and letting out a small huff as she saw the cut. It looked angry and red.

“Y/n I’m not going to tell you off, but you do need to ask for help when you need it honey.” Ms Thornhill said, “or I’m going to bring you in for checkups myself to make sure you're not hiding things like this in future.” She said and you knew she meant it. You nodded and let out a small hiss as the nurse applied some antibiotic cream that stung.

“Sorry love. It’ll just sting for a minute.” The nurse said already holding gauze over it and starting to re-bandage it.

“For whats its worth you bandage like a medical professional.” She said and you smiled and let out a small hum.

“It comes from practise.” You said with a grin and Ms Thornhill raised an eyebrow.

“We will be talking about that later Ms L/n” she said, and you let out a huff.

After the nurse finished, she reached over and grabbed the thermometer. Sticking it in your ear and humming as it beeped.

“Not too high, but i will give you some paracetamol to bring it down.” She said popping out two tablets and handing them to you. You thanked her and took them.

“No water?” The nurse said and you shrugged.

“What can I say, I’m a pro.” You grinned and Ms Thornhill didn’t know whether to laugh or scold you. So, she settled for a halfhearted glare which only made you laugh.

“Alright you should be all good to go. I recommend you return to your dorm. And Ms Thornhill, as her dorm mother, I recommend checking on her just to make sure her fever goes down. Other than that, your free to leave.”

“Thank you, Nurse Peterson.” Ms Thornhill said getting up and walking over to you. You thanked the nurse and let Ms Thornhill pull you up. She held your hand as she walked you back to your dorm. It made your cheeks flush as you felt like a small child being led around.

When you got back and opened the door Yoko was laid on her bed reading, and Ms Thornhill came in after you. She handed you a pair of Pjs.

“Change.” She said “and then its bed for you. I’ll come around with dinner for you later.” Her face left no room for arguments. You took the clothes and changed. Coming back out she peeled down the sheets and patted the spot on the bed. After you reluctantly came over and laid down, she pulled the sheets up, tucking them in around you.

“Ms Thornhill.” You said blushing but she ignored you.

“This is what happens when you don’t ask for help. You no longer get a say.” She said and pressed her hand to your cheek.

“How are you feeling now? Better?” She said and you buried your face in your hands.

“Im fine.” And with that she softened.

“Alright.” She said softly. “Yoko, can you let me know if she needs anything.”

“Sure.” Yoko said not looking up.

“Stay in bed. I’ll be around later to check on you with dinner. Now sleep.” She said and tucked your hair behind you ear, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead and leaving.

Sleep came relatively easily for once as you melted at the affection being shown towards you.

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oksurethisismyname · 4 months

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Content warning: discussion of smut and a small sex talk

Today I was scrolling and came across a very graphic smut about Luffy x fem reader and here’s the deal. Write smut, live your life, I love a good smutty story but for the love of all things good:

1. Tag it as smut. Make it clear it’s smut. We’re on the internet, sure, but people are looking at the one piece tag all over, all age ranges. You gotta label that shit

2. And this is the sex talk part. YOU CANNOT GO PAST THE CERVIX. “He pushed past her cervix” he did what???????? Sir????????? 911 hello I have a MURDER TO REPORT. The cervix is what separates the vagina from the uterus. Sex happens in the vagina. It cannot and does not happen in the uterus. The cervix is typically like one of those powdered donuts you get at a gas station. There’s a hole there but you can’t see it, it’s so small. When someone has a baby, the cervix opens up to 10cm, thinning out as it opens. That’s called dialation. Penises or toys or fingers or rubber fictional apendeges aside, nothing is pleasurably going through the cervix.

Anyway thanks for attending my sex talk and please remember that female anatomy isn’t some mysterious mythical thing. there’s diagrams you could and should look at if you plan to be sexually active with someone with those bits or write about those bits.

#smut commentary #sex talk #the cervix is not something you WANT to go in #one piece smut #female reproductive system

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sserajeans · 1 year

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coming soon...

gotta make sure (danielle x fem! reader)

concert confessions (they are both in the crowd..... non-idol au!)

10cm (hanni x 6th member reader)

tall y/n, not so tall hanni, and y/n can't stop rubbing it in her face

ours (hanni x non idol reader)

"seems like there's always someone who disapproves, they'll judge it like they know about me and you" "i'll fight their doubt and give you faith with this song for you"

sparks fly (danielle x non idol reader)

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timeless (haerin x non idol reader)

in every lifetime, you swore you would find her, and choose her. every single time. no matter what.

rewrite the stars (wonyoung x non idol reader)

you were told love knew no bounds, but this time it seemed otherwise (royalty au)

my satellite (minji x non idol reader)

idol life can be hectic, and sometimes all minji needs is time with the one she loves to remind herself there's something, someone to keep her grounded

love you forever (danielle x non idol reader)

she just wants to hear it first from someone else this time so she knows you're willing to put up a fight for her. 'cause "i love you" feels a lot like high school, and forever after that.

wondering (minji x non idol reader)

after making a mistake that costed you, minji takes it out on a song that her friends pushed for her to sing on the school musical. which makes it awkward seeing as you were the ensemble's pianist, and the song was, well, about you.

cindy lou who (hanni x reader)

tis the season to be jolly! but not for hanni, who sees the girl she loves in love with someone else

you're not sorry (minji x idol reader)

how many times can you let minji get away with all the mistakes she swore to make up to you?

love story (?? title u/c) (danielle x non idol reader) (smau)

strangers in a coffee shop hit it off perfectly. a little too perfect, maybe. something about it just seems too good to be true.

#idk what to tag this

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jeonginssa · 1 year

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things i’ll never say | j.ww

author’s note: this is part of a series where yn and seventeen have broken up, each writes the other a letter and doesn’t send it

pairing: wonwoo x reader

genre: angst, fluff

content warnings: swearing

playlist:

[wonwoo]

disappear - jukjae ft. lee jiyoung

gradation - 10cm

[yn]

campfire - red velvet

intertwined - dodie

*****

Dear Yn,

This is hard for you too, right? I’ve never broken up with someone and still loved them before. I’m not sure how it’s supposed to go. Do I still text you to see if you’re okay? Does this mean I never get to talk to you again? What if you need something, are you allowed to ask me for help? I would help you in a heartbeat, I hope you know that.

When I lost you I didn’t just lose my partner, I lost my best friend. We did everything together and I liked it that way. To tell you the truth I don’t really understand why we broke up anyway. Fuck this, I’m coming over.

Still yours,

Wonwoo

My Wonwoo,

I guess I shouldn’t call you that anymore. What else could I possibly call you, though? Maybe not in the way it matters anymore but in my heart you’ll always be mine. Ugh, what should I do? I wish you’d call me. I’ll come back to this, my door just knocked.-

#jeon wonwoo #wonwoo x reader #seventeen imagines #wonwoo angst #wonwoo fluff

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Always You

Chapter 25 - When I See You Smile

Summary : A love story chronicling the love and life of Sebastian Stan and Female!Reader. Inspired by Sebastian Stan's recent love life.

In this chapter we'll witness the birth of Sebastian's and reader's baby and follow them as they attend the Emmys.

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters: 25 / 26 (added 1 more chapter)

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Warning : fluff, child birth

Word count : 7k

When I see you smile, I can face the world

Oh, oh

You know I can do anything

When I see you smile, I see a ray of light

Oh, oh

I see it shining right through the rain

When I see you smile

Baby when I see you smile at me

Oh, yeah

Baby there's nothing in this world that could ever do

What a touch of your hand can do

It's like nothing that I ever knew

Hey

And when the rain is falling, I don't feel it

'Cause you're here with me now

And one look at you baby

Is all I'll ever need, is all I'll ever need

When I see you smile, I can face the world

When I See You Smile - Bad English

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The Brooklyn Hospital Center, Brooklyn, New York - July 2022

Y/n did the breathing method she had been taught in birthing class as she tried to withstand the contraction pain she was feeling. She was lying down on her sides on the hospital bed inside the delivery room. Her hand held Sebastian's hand tightly. She had been feeling the pain of contractions since her cervix had been 1 cm dilated, which annoyed her. Most women she knew didn't feel the pain until they were at least 4cm dilated. She was too sensitive that she felt it from the beginning.

"You have a sensitive and gentle heart, honey. That's why you feel it even though most women don't." Sebastian had said as he tried to cheer her up.

"Yeah, I'd rather be a heartless woman then if I can avoid feeling this pain." She complained making Sebastian chuckle.

"Don't say that, honey. Hang in there, you're doing great." Sebastian squeezed her hand and gave her forehead a kiss.

"Let's do the hypnobirthing method to ease the pain." Sebastian suggested.

And so they did the hypnobirthing method that was taught in birthing class to try to lessen the contraction pains Y/n was feeling. She was offered to get an epidural to deal with the pain but she declined. She wanted to give birth as normal and with little intervention as possible. But after hours of holding the pain, she started to have second thoughts. She had been in the delivery room for close to sixteen hours and her cervix dilated pretty slowly. It was still at 2 cm dilated but she was feeling all the pain.

She was really grateful that she had Sebastian there with her. He tried all he could to help Y/n deal with the contraction pains. He would rub her lower back when the pain came. He would give her massages. He would guide her to have short meditation sessions and visualization exercises. In between contractions he would tell her jokes or play some music from his cellphone. He did everything to help her feel more relaxed. She couldn't wish for a better partner to be with her during one of the most important time of her life.

A nurse came in to check on her as she was doing her hypnobirthing method. The nurse checked her cervix dilation and while she did, she did something down there that was very painful that Y/n scrunched her face in pain.

"I'm sorry.. I had to do it to speed up the process." The nurse winked at her leaving Y/n speechless.

The nurse was right. After that last check by her, Y/n's cervix dilation began to widen faster. Four hours later she reached 8cm dilation.

"Seb...aaargh.." Y/n held Sebastian's hand tight as she felt another painful contraction.

"Breathe in.. breathe out.. that's it. You're doing amazing, sweetheart." Sebastian cheered her on as he held Y/n' hand tight.

"I feel like pushing.. aaarghh!" Y/n screamed as she scrunched her face in pain.

"No, don't do that now Y/n." dr.Selena warned her.

"Wait until your cervix reaches 10cm dilation." She said as she sat in front of Y/n, ready to help her deliver her baby.

"I can't.. " Y/n said, panting as she held back from pushing.

"Yes you can, honey. Wait okay. You can hold it in." Sebastian said as he rubbed her back and tried to soothe her.

It was agony for Y/n holding back from pushing. She had to go through the same thing several more times as her cervix slowly dilated from 8cm to 9cm and finally to 10cm. Sebastian rubbed her back gently every time she felt the urge to push which helped distract her so that she could stop herself from pushing.

"Aaarghh.. can I push now? Pleaseee.." she grunted as she felt the most painful sensation she had ever felt.

"Yes, push now." Dr.Selena finally said as Y/n's cervix finally dilated to 10cm.

She held Sebastian's hand tight and finally pushed as hard as she could.

"Push honey, yes that's it." Sebastian said, encouraging her.

Several pushes later she finally heard the cry of her baby. Her cry was low at first but gradually became louder. It was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard.

"Welcome to the world little one." dr.Selena greeted her baby as she pulled her baby out fully from Y/n's womb.

Contrary to what Y/n had thought, when her baby came out she didn't feel pain at all but just pure relief and euphoria. She looked to her left and saw Sebastian's face looking back at her, smiling widely at her, tears in his eyes.

"You did it, sweetheart! I'm so proud of you!" He said as he hugged her and kissed her forehead. She hugged him back gratefully.

"I love you. You're amazing." Sebastian said as he gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.

"I love you too Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled with tears in her eyes.

Words couldn't describe how she felt as her baby girl was put on her chest. She could only feel pure joy as she looked at her baby for the first time. She was so tiny but perfect. She held her baby's body with one hand and caressed her head with her other hand as her baby tried to find her nipples so she could start nursing.

"Hello Nasya Starlene. It's lovely to finally meet you." Sebastian said as he leaned close to his baby and gave a kiss on her head.

"She's so beautiful and perfect." Sebastian gushed as he continued gazing at the miracle that was his baby. A tear dropped from his eyes.

"She is. She's going to be beautiful, just like your mom." Y/n said as she continued caressing her.

"And like you." Sebastian said, smiling proudly at her.

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Looking down at her baby, Y/n had never felt love like this. She was in her room at the hospital, holding Starlene with her left hand as Starlene nursed on her chest, her eyes closed as she did. Starlene had cute pointed nose and cleft chin, just like her father. She also had Sebastian's gorgeous blue eyes, much to Y/n's delight. Her hair was brown, also like her father. They didn't know yet whether it was slightly wavy like Sebastian's or more like Y/n. But Y/n had a suspicion she would have Sebastian's hair as well. And she didn't mind. She was going to grow up beautiful, just like her grandmother and she couldn't be happier.

Sebastian was sitting next to her on the hospital bed, his arms around her as he watched his baby nursed.

"How are you feeling, sweetheart?" Sebastian asked as he kissed her temple.

"I'm starting to feel tired." Y/n said, leaning back to him. She finally felt the effects of not sleeping for more than 24 hours. Her body had started to protest.

"Well let me take care of her after she's done nursing and you can get some sleep." Sebastian said.

"Thank you Iubirea mea." Y/n said as she looked up and gave him a grateful smile.

Moments later Starlene finally stopped nursing and fell asleep. Sebastian picked her up carefully from Y/n's arms and cradled her with his left arm. It was heartwarming to see Sebastian holding Starlene. He gazed at her like she was the most precious thing he had ever seen. He gave Starlene a kiss on her forehead than he sat up from the bed.

"Go on and get some sleep, honey. She's safe with me." Sebastian said, giving Y/n's hand a squeeze with his right hand.

"Thank you Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled and leaned back on the bed to get some sleep.

Sebastian was about to move to the sofa next to the bed when Starlene woke up and started crying, startling him.

"Sshhh.. it's okay baby girl, daddy's here. Your mommy needs to sleep. Don't you worry. I'm here." He cooed as he rocked her slowly, trying to soothe her.

"When I see you smile.. I can face the world.. ooh.. you know I can do anything.." Sebastian sang softly, making Y/n smile. Leave it to Sebastian for making a song like that a lullaby. It worked however. As soon as Sebastian started singing, Starlene stopped crying and once Sebastian was done singing the whole song, Starlene fell asleep with a cute smile on her face.

"You're really good with her." Y/n commented.

"Sshhh.. she's sleeping sweetheart. Why aren't you asleep yourself?" Sebastian whispered.

"I can't. It still feels unreal that she's finally here." Y/n smiled.

"I'm kind of scared too." She continued.

"Scared of what honey?" Sebastian asked, his brows furrowed as he looked down at her.

"I mean.. it's a huge responsibility raising a child. What if I do a bad job and she grows up to be a brat." Y/n sighed.

"Sweetheart, we'll do it together. Don't worry okay." Sebastian said, giving her some encouragement.

"We can always ask my mom too, and your dad for parenting advice. I mean, we both turned out okay, so they must have raised us right." He said, winking at her making her laugh.

"Yeah, you're right. Thank you Iubirea mea for being here with me. I couldn't have done it without you." She said, smiling and giving him a soft and loving look, making him blush.

"My pleasure sweetheart. It's the least I could do after.. you know.. everything that had happened." He said, sighing.

"Iubirea mea, even though you missed several months of my pregnancy, I'm okay with that. The most important thing is that you're here now. Don't beat yourself up over it." She said as she put her hand on the side of his face.

"Thank you, sweetheart." Sebastian smiled.

"I love you." Y/n said as she caressed his cheek with her thumb.

"I love you too sweetheart." Sebastian smiled and he leaned down to give her a kiss.

Life couldn't be more perfect for Y/n. She was finally with the love of her life and even shared a child with him. Something she didn't even think could happen a year ago. She also had a career she could be proud of. And despite feeling doubtful at first about having a relationship with Sebastian, that day she couldn't be more sure of their relationship. After being in a relationship with him for nine months, she could see that they were good together. The fact they had known each other for twenty years helped immensely. And even though they did have some disagreements, like most couples did, they knew each other so well that they could resolve any differences effortlessly. She couldn't have wished for a better person to be with.

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Bel Air, Los Angeles, California - September 2022

Y/n looked down at her two month old baby girl as she nursed on her chest. Her gorgeous blue eyes looked up at her innocently, reminding her of the man who helped in bringing her to existence. She had a feeling those eyes were going to be her weakness. She wasn't sure she could say no to those eyes if the owner in the future would ask something of her. Starlene was going to be spoiled. By her and Sebastian. She was sure of it. She would have to learn to also be stern to her if needed. She didn't want Starlene to grow up to be a spoiled brat, like someone she knew a while back. She would make sure Starlene also had empathy and care toward other people. She suspected it wouldn't be hard considering Starlene had Sebastian's genes and he was one of the most generous and kind person she ever knew.

She stroked Starlene's cheek gently with her thumb and Starlene slowly closed her eyes. Starlene was sleepy and Y/n suspected she would fall asleep soon. Right on time too because she needed to get dressed.

Y/n was sitting in front of a dressing table just in her underwear and bathrobe. A hairstylist was doing her hair. It was September 12th, the day of the Primetime Emmy Awards Ceremony. Sebastian invited her and his mother to come and accompany him. He was nominated twice so he could take two other people with him, which was perfect for him.

"I don't know if I could choose between you and my mom to take to the Emmys, so it's really perfect that I can take both of you." He had said as he received his Emmy Awards Ceremony invitations.

Y/n was very flattered that he would invite her. But she was also very nervous. This would be her very first red carpet event being Sebastian's girlfriend, and her very first public appearance with him. She tried not to think of what people would think or say about her. This was Sebastian's night. She would be there to support him and that's all there was to it. She shouldn't be thinking about herself as she wouldn't be in the spotlight anyway.

Despite trying not too care too much about it, she still spent countless hours trying to decide what dress to wear to the Emmys. She asked for Shannon's help in finding her a dress. After weeks of searching online and also going to countless designer boutiques in NYC, she finally decided on a dress she thought Sebastian would love as it was in his favorite color. She had kept it from Sebastian ever since she bought it. She wanted it to be a surprise. But she also wasn't sure she could handle it if he didn't like it. Keeping it from him until the last minute would mean she would have no other choice but to wear it. And that was what she wanted. She didn't want to waste more money on other dresses. The one she chose was already expensive enough for her.

"Well, you're done, beautiful. Take a look." Mary her hairstylist said to her as she put down some hairpins she was holding onto the dressing table.

Y/n looked up to see herself in the mirror. Her hair was pulled back into an elegant bun on the back of her head. Skinny braids accentuated the sides of her head. She smiled as she looked at herself. The hairstyle was perfect with the dress, she thought. Mary had done her make up earlier, adding natural earthly colors on her eyes and soft blush color on the apples of her cheek. Her lips were painted an earthly shade of soft pinkish maroon which would match her dress perfectly. She had also put on the heart shaped earrings dotted with small diamonds that Sebastian had bought her almost a year ago. She opted not to wear any necklace or bracelet as she preferred the focus to be on her dress and not the accessories she wore.

"Thank you so much, Mary. I love it." She gushed as she turned her head slowly from left to right, studying her intricate hairdo on the mirror.

"My pleasure Y/n. Now we need to get you into the dress. Is she done nursing?" Mary asked, looking at Starlene.

Y/n looked down and indeed Starlene had fallen asleep. She closed the front of her bathrobe and stood up slowly.

"Yes, she's asleep. Let me just put her in her crib." She said.

"Sweetheart.. are you ready?" Sebastian came into the room just as she was about to go out to the nursery. Her jaw dropped as she looked at Sebastian. He was looking so dapper and handsome wearing an all black formal suit with black shirt, trousers and tie. The sides of his hair had been neatly trimmed but there was still some fluffy hair on top of his head, and he had kept his moustache and stubble.

"Iubirea mea.. you look amazing!" She gushed as she walked toward him and put her hand on his chest, admiring him.

"Oh.. thank you sweetheart." Sebastian blushed and looked down shyly as he put his hand on his face. It was something endearing that he did whenever he was complimented. Her heart swelled as she looked at him.

"I'm sorry but I'm almost done. Starlene had just fallen asleep. Now I just need to put the dress on and the shoes then I'm done." She said.

"Okay. Here, let me take Starlene to her crib so you can get dressed." Sebastian said, taking Starlene gently off her arms.

"Thank you Iubirea mea." She said.

"You look beautiful by the way." Sebastian said, smiling at her and giving her a soft adoring look.

"Oh yeah. Would you still take me if I just wear this bathrobe?" She teased.

"You know I'd still take you even if you only wear a potato sack." He teased making her laugh.

"Someday I may ask you to prove that." She said teasingly.

"And you'd find me not hesitant at all in doing that. You look beautiful in anything sweetheart and I mean it." Sebastian said as he stroked Y/n's cheeks gently, making her blush.

"Come on you love birds, time to put the actual dress on her if you don't want to be late." Suddenly Mary clapped her hands startling them both and making them laugh.

"I'll see you in a minute Iubirea mea." Y/n winked at her.

"I'll be waiting downstairs with my mom okay? I think she's ready." Sebastian said.

"Okay." She nodded.

It didn't take long for Y/n to put the dress on. She had chosen a Zac Posen deep red strapless ball gown accentuated with a large crystallized bow on the back. It was made from organza gazar and had a soft floaty architectural style with godets and flares that came from the drop waist.

She was thankful that she hadn't gained that much weight during her pregnancy. She had asked Sebastian's trainer friend Donnie to help make her an exercise and weight loss program and in just two months she was able to lose most of it. She still needed to wear a corsette however otherwise she wouldn't be confident enough to wear the dress because she still had some fat on her belly courtesy of Starlene.

After she wore the dress she put on the ruby high heeled slippers with crystallized accents on them which matched the dress. She then twirled in front of the full body mirror behind her closet and smiled in satisfaction. She never thought she would be brave enough to wear something red and sexy yet elegant. The dress exuded confidence which she definitely felt at that moment. She didn't think anymore that Sebastian's exes were more beautiful than her. She was beautiful too in her own right and she was happy to show it off to the world that night.

"Well well.. look at you.. Sebastian won't know what hit him." Mary commented as she looked at Y/n, making her blush.

"Thank you Mary. You've done a great job on me. Thank you so much." Y/n said, giving Mary a hug.

"It's my pleasure dear. Do you mind if I take a picture of you? I'd like to post it on my Instagram." She asked.

"Oh sure." Y/n smiled.

After Mary took a picture of her, she picked her deep red Jimmy Choo clutch which only contained her cellphone, small powder, lipstick and small wallet. She then went outside of her room.

Before going downstairs, she dropped by the nursery to check on Starlene. Sebastian's step mother Marie was there sitting on a rocking chair by the crib, cradling Starlene as she rocked gently back and forth. Sebastian had asked Marie to baby sit Starlene while they were gone and she couldn't be happier to do it. Marie smiled as she saw Y/n coming in.

"Wow, you look stunning Y/n." Marie complimented her.

"Thank you, Marie." Y/n smiled shyly.

"Is she not asleep yet?" She asked.

"She's about to. She woke up when Sebastian put her in the crib." Marie explained.

Y/n sighed. "Lately she wouldn't go to sleep unless someone is holding her. That's going to be a problem. I don't want to her to get used to it. I want her to be able to fall asleep in her crib."

"Don't worry, dear. Babies this age need human touch. It's natural for her to sleep better in our arms." Marie said.

"Yes I guess you're right." Y/n said.

"And it won't be forever. Before you know it she's growing up fast before your eyes and suddenly she wants to be left alone in her room. And that's when you're going to miss times like these. I know that's what I feel whenever I look at Dave." Marie smiled.

"Thank you Marie for saying that. You're right, I should just enjoy these times instead of trying to make everything the way I want it." She said.

"Exactly." Marie nodded.

"Thank you Marie. Anyway, I think I better get going." Y/n said as she leaned down and gave Starlene a kiss on her forehead.

"See you later, Marie." Y/n stood back and smiled at Marie.

"Later my dear. Have fun." She winked.

"I hope I can." She said, laughing nervously.

She went out of the nursery and headed toward the stairs. Sebastian had rented a 6,800-square-foot Mediterranean style mansion in Bel Air with beautiful views of the Bel Air golf course. It had private grounds with over 31,000 square feet of tropical paradise garden, three waterfalls, pool, and an outdoor tea, meditation and massage area. It had six bedrooms and six bathrooms and a beautiful round staircase. They were only staying there for several days but Sebastian decided to splurge to spoil the three most important women in his life.

Y/n had protested at first on Sebastian's choice. She thought it would be a waste of money as it was very expensive to rent. It cost up to US$ 8.000/day. But Sebastian insisted saying that he wanted to celebrate being nominated for the Emmys and he wanted the most important women in his life to stay comfortably in a luxurious place. It was the least he could do to give back to them and showed his gratitude to them for supporting him all this time. Knowing that he could be stubborn and very generous when it comes to spoiling her and his mother, Y/n finally gave up. It was a very beautiful mansion and she must admit that she loved it there.

She went down the round staircase slowly, stepping down carefully as she didn't want to trip and fall on her face. She was on the middle of the staircase when she saw Sebastian. He was standing on the front of the staircase talking to his mother. His mother was the first to notice Y/n coming down. She looked classy and elegant in a deep blue sleeveless satin dress with a high neckline. Her hair fell down her shoulders in waves. She looked really beautiful.

"Y/n dear you look stunning!" She gushed.

Sebastian turned to look at Y/n and his jaw dropped. He looked like a deer being hit by a spotlight as he gazed at her intently. His eyes shone in a mixture of awe, love, adoration and a hint of desire. Y/n smiled and blushed as she looked at how Sebastian looked at her. She continued walking down the stairs slowly but her eyes never left his. For a moment it seemed there were only them, trapped in a love and desire filled bubble only they could feel. Y/n's heart pounded hard in her ribcage as she got closer to him. She finally stopped in front of him, looked up and smiled shyly at him.

"So, do you like it?" She asked nervously.

"I love it! You look stunning, sweetheart. I..I seriously don't know what else to say." He said, his voice low as she took both her hands in his and stared at her from top to bottom, appreciating her bare neck and shoulders and all of her curves.

"I can't wait to get you out of that dress tonight. I'm the luckiest man in the world." He leaned in closer and whispered softly in her ear, making her blush a deep shade of red.

"Okay you two, enough flirting already. I think we need to go now if we don't want to be late." Sebastian's mother scolded them playfully, making them laugh.

"Okay, sorry mom. Let's go." Sebastian said sheepishly as he took Y/n's arm on his right and his mother's arm on his left and went out of the mansion.

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Microsoft Theater, Downtown Los Angeles - September 2022

It took about half an hour to reach Microsoft Theater, the venue for the Primetime Emmy Awards. It was located in Downtown Los Angeles, about 23 miles east of Bel Air. They took a rented limousine to get there. Y/n had never ridden on a limousine before and she was slightly awestruck as she sat in the back seat with Sebastian while his mother sat in front of them. The inside of the limousine was so huge and luxurious and made her feel a little intimidated.

"How are you feeling Iubirea mea?" She turned to look at Sebastian.

He was holding her hand and his palm felt a little sweaty. He seemed nervous.

"Nervous but also excited." He turned to look at her and smiled.

"Well whatever happens we're just going to enjoy it. It's still such a big night for you even if you don't win." She said.

"Indeed it is. And I'm really happy I get to share it with you. And you too, mom." He smiled at his mother.

"Oh Sebby darling, I'm so happy and proud for you. Even if you don't win I'm still so proud of you. Although.. I have a feeling you will win." she winked at him.

"Maybe it's just because you're my mother, you're kind of biased." Sebastian said.

"No Sebby dear. Don't you remember I also had a feeling about you and Y/n? Look where you are now." she winked again at him, making him fluster.

"Well, thank you mom, I'm more nervous now." Sebastian laughed nervously.

"Oh I'm sorry dear, I didn't mean to make you more nervous." his mother said.

"It's okay mom. It's just.. I haven't prepared any speech so if I win I wouldn't know what to say." he said.

"Iubirea mea, why haven't you prepared a winning speech yet?" Y/n asked.

"I just don't think I will win, so why bother." he shrugged.

"Oh, well, if you do I'm sure you'll be able to give a great speech." she said squeezing his hand.

"Thank you sweetheart." he smiled and squeezed her hand back.

When they arrived at the theater it was already really crowded. Their limousine queued to drop them off at the drop off point. Y/n's heart beat wildly in her chest as she looked outside and saw countless people waiting for them to come out. Moments later their limousine stopped at the drop off point and her door was opened by someone from the outside. She was about to step out but Sebastian suddenly appeared outside her door and extended his hand to her. He had come out from the other door apparently. She took his hand and stepped out carefully, followed by Sebastian's mother. Flashes of light welcomed them as photographers took their pictures relentlessly, somewhat blinding her.

Sebastian guided both his mother and Y/n further into the red carpet area in front of the theater where fans were lined up behind barricades on their right while on their left celebrities queued to get their pictures taken on the red carpet. Emma and Edward appeared suddenly and greeted them.

"Sebastian, Y/n, Mrs.Frank you all look stunning." Emma complimented as she greeted them one by one.

"Thanks Emma, you look stunning too!" Y/n said as she hugged Emma.

"Y/n, you look beautiful." Edward said as he gave her a hug.

"Thank you Edward, you look dapper yourself." Y/n smiled at him making him blush a little.

Suddenly she heard people screaming Sebastian's name from behind the barricades. Apparently his fans had noticed his arrival.

"I'm sorry mom, Y/n, do you mind if I go and greet them?" He asked.

"Of course not Sebby honey, go on." Sebastian's mother said and Y/n nodded.

"Let me come and accompany you." Y/n said to Sebastian. She wanted to help the fans take pictures with him as she knew how chaotic and hard it could be to get pictures with him. So she had the brilliant idea of taking the pictures of as many of them as possible with Sebastian using her phone and she would post them on her Instagram account.

They walked across the red carpet to where the fans were and they were greeted with their excited screams. Edward also came with them, helping Sebastian as he started to give out autographs and took selfies with his fans.

Y/n whipped out her cellphone from her clutch and started to take pictures of his fans with him one by one, much to the delight of his fans.

"Thank you so much Y/n!" one of the fans said to her.

"No problem. I'll post this on my Instagram." she said, smiling at her.

"You're the best! Thank you!" his fan said again.

Y/n smiled and continued following Sebastian and took his pictures with his fans.

"You look amazing Y/n!" one of his fans complimented her.

"Oh, thank you." Y/n said in surprise, smiling warmly at his fan that just complimented her.

"You guys are amazing. Thank you for supporting him." Y/n smiled at them.

"Thank you Y/n." they chorused making her and Sebastian laugh.

They finally reached the last of his fans and Sebastian waved at them.

"Thank you so much you guys! You're amazing!" he said gratefully.

"Good luck Sebastian!" one of his fans yelled.

"Thank you!" Sebastian waved at the fan that just yelled at him.

He then turned to Y/n and leaned in closer and gave her a kiss on her cheek, making her blush in surprise. His fans cheered as they looked at them.

"Why did you do that?" Y/n asked as she looked up at Sebastian, her face a deep shade of red.

"I just wanted to show everyone how much I love you." he said as he whispered to her ear.

"Not one of my exes ever did that to my fans. You're amazing and I love you." he said as he took her by the waist and leaned in closer to give her a kiss on her lips.

His fans cheered even louder as they looked at them kissing. Flashes of light from cameras showered them as they continued kissing. Y/n's heart pounded wildly in her ribcage. Butterflies swarmed excitedy in her stomach. Never in a million years she thought she would be kissed by Sebastian in front of the public. Especially not during an awards show. She couldn't wrap her head around it. He finally broke the kiss and looked down at her with a wide smile on his face. He then took Y/n's hand and guided her back toward the queue as they laughed and giggled like high school kids.

"Well that's gonna make headlines." Emma laughed as they met her in the queue.

It didn't take long for Sebastian's turn to stand on the red carpet. He stood there alone and then was accompanied by his co-stars Lily James and Daisy Edgar Jones. He was also joined by the directors of Fresh and Pam and Tommy, Mimi Cave, Craig Gillespie and Lake Bell. After he was done he took his mother and Y/n in front of the cameras and took pictures with them, something Y/n didn't think he would do. In the past he never took pictures on the red carpet with his previous girlfriends nor his mother. Apparently he really was comfortable in showing them off that night to the world.

After their pictures were taken they went inside the theater to take their seats. Sebastian sat sandwiched between his mother and Y/n. Daisy Edgar Jones sat next to Y/n and Lily James sat next to Sebastian's mother. Daisy was very nice and Y/n ended up chatting with her as they waited for all the guests to come inside and the event to begin.

About half an hour after they took their seats the ceremony began. James Corden was that year's host and Y/n really enjoyed his jokes throughout the ceremony. The category Sebastian was nominated in was one of the most important ones, so it was announced almost toward the end of the ceremony. After the Emmy award for Outstanding Directing for a Comedy Series was announced and the winner and presenters had left the stage, Jennifer Aniston came on stage.

"I think this is Sebastian's category." Daisy whispered to Y/n.

"Oh is it?" Y/n asked and Daisy nodded.

"Good luck Sebastian." Daisy said to him.

"Thanks Daisy." he smiled at Daisy and then took Y/n's hand and held it tight.

"Good luck Iubirea mea." Y/n whispered. Sebastian smiled at her and picked her hand up and kissed it.

"Good evening." Jennifer Aniston greeted on stage.

"This year's nominees for Outstanding Lead Actor in a Limited Anthology Series or Movie consisted of the best and most diverse and interesting body of work we have gotten from this year's Television. From a portrayal of a famous bad boy in music to a portrayal of a drug-addicted doctor, to a portrayal of a husband battling to save his marriage, the competition in this category is fierce. So fierce in fact that one of the nominees are nominated twice in this same category." Jennifer said as the camera panned to Sebastian's face and he smiled nervously.

"Without further ado, here are the nominees for Outstanding Lead Actor in a Limited Anthology Series or Movie." Jennifer continued.

The large screen on the stage then showed the nominees for the category. Each nominee's name was announced then a clip of their performance was shown. When it came for Sebastian's turn a clip of him as Tommy burning money and yelling in front of Seth Rogen's character was shown. And then when he was announced as a nominee for Fresh, a clip of his character Steve dancing in the kitchen as he prepared human meat to be distributed to his clients was shown. That last clip made everyone laugh and the screen showed Sebastian as he covered his face with his hand in embarassment.

After that last clip of Sebastian was shown, the screen showed Jennifer Aniston again as she carefully opened the envelope containing the winner's name in this category. She pulled out the paper, read it and smiled widely.

"And the winner is.. Sebastian Stan for Pam and Tommy." she announced.

Y/n's heart soared as she listened to Jennifer's announcement. She was so proud of him. He really deserved it after all the sacrifices he had made in playing the role of Tommy Lee. Sebastian stood up with a wide smile and tears in his eyes. His mother stood up too and hugged him tight.

"Congratulations Sebby honey. I'm so proud of you." she said.

"Thanks mom." Sebastian smiled. He then turned toward Y/n and she congratulated him and gave him a tight hug.

"Congratulations Iubirea mea. I love you. So proud of you." Y/n said.

"Thank you, sweetheart." he said, smiling at her.

Sebastian then shook Lily's and Daisy's hands as they congratulated him. He then walked toward the stage to accept the award. As he passed the audience, he passed Oscar Isaac and Andrew Garfield on his way to the stage. They stopped him briefly as they gave him hugs and congratulated him. He continued to walk toward the stage and when he got on it, Jennifer Aniston gave him the Emmy award and hugged him.

"Congratulations Sebastian." she smiled warmly at him.

"Thank you Jennifer. Thank you so much." he smiled back at her.

He then stood behind the microphone and looked toward the audience.

"Wow! I..I..I'm so shocked right now." he said and he was met with laughter from the audience.

"It is truly an honor to be nominated among the greatest and most amazing actors today. And to be nominated twice is also something I never thought possible to happen to me. So I'm deeply honored. And now to actually win, wow, I cannot thank the TV Academy members enough to give me their time of day. Thank you. You have made a Romanian boy very happy." he smiled and the audience laughed.

"I'd also like to thank Craig Gillespie for believing in me enough to take on the role. And then of course to my amazing co-star Lily James who had stepped up the game and set the bar high. You also deserve one of these Lily." Sebastian said as he picked up the Emmy award and put it up high above his head. The audience clapped as the screen showed Lily smiling and bowing her head as she put her hand on her chest in respect for Sebastian.

"I'd also like to thank everyone who were involved in the show. All the directors, the writers, producers, the crew, the make up and costume team. Everyone that I can't name one by one. Thank you." he said, his hand on his chest in respect for them as the screen showed the directors,writers and producers of the show.

"I also would like to thank Tommy Lee and Pamela Anderson. Thank you Tommy for being kind and generous with me and allowing me to portray your life. And to Pamela, I hope the story we told through this series would help more and more people to see how amazing and great you really are and to make more people understand how hard it was to be in your position." Sebastian said and the audience clapped.

"I know the subject matter is sensitive and not everyone appreciated it. But I sincerely hope that we at least get the conversation going on how the internet and media could be so pivotal in directing a person's life to the point of ruining them and how we should all reflect as a society to better handle these things in the future and to be more careful and empathetic toward what we can share, say or do on the internet." Sebastian continued and he was met with enthusiastic applause from the audience.

"And lastly but of course not the least, I'd like to thank two of the most important people in my life who have helped me reach this place in my life. My mother, and my wife.. " the audience clapped as the screen showed his mother, clapping proudly at him and Y/n who was clapping for him but had stopped, her jaw dropped as she was shocked beyond belief listening to him calling her his wife.

"I'm sorry.. I meant.. my girlfriend.." he blushed and covered his face with his hand in shame as he corrected himself and the audience laughed.

"Soon to be wife!" someone yelled from the audience making everyone laugh.

"Well I hope so." he and everyone laughed making Y/n blush furiously.

"Anyway, thank you mom for everything, for taking a risk by moving here to the US and giving me a much better life. I owe you everything." he blew her a kiss and his mother smiled as tears streamed from her eyes.

"And Y/n, thank you for being there for me for the past twenty one years and being so patient and supportive of me. Thank you for being my best friend and thank you for agreeing to be more than friends with me. I love you." he blew her a kiss and the screen showed Y/n smiling at him with tears streaming down from her face.

It wasn't even like a dream come true for Y/n as she never dreamed this to ever happen. It was even better. His acknowledgement of her in public as one of the most important person in his life left her reeling in shock and happiness. And how he mistakenly called her his wife? That left her feeling so shocked. Was it something that had crossed his mind? Being married to her? She thought. She of course had thought about it. But knowing that Sebastian had some issues with it seeing how his own parents were divorced, made her think that Sebastian may not want to get married and was happy with their status as boyfriend and girlfriend. So she was completely shocked to hear him call her his wife. She loved the sound of it though. Maybe she would be his wife someday. Nothing is impossible after all. And if that day comes, she would be the happiest and luckiest woman on earth.

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