#HE'S A SWEETHEART AND I'LL SHOUT THAT FROM THE ROOFTOPS
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#OFMD#Our Flag Means Death#ofmdedit#ofmdaily#tv edit#tvedit#Edward Teach#Taika Waititi#Edit#I know the first gif is way zoomed out compared to the others but like#LORD#I FEEL LIKE WE DON'T TALK ENOUGH ABOUT HOW HE PATS/TOUCHES OLU???#that singlehandedly inspired this gif set ngl#Like seeing him be so sweet with the crew STABS ME IN THE KIDNEY#HE'S A SWEETHEART AND I'LL SHOUT THAT FROM THE ROOFTOPS#also the sunlight in this scene is SO INTENSE AND FOR WHAT HSDJKLS
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a/n: i planned to upload this earlier but i really wanted to enjoy my off day😭 i hope you guys enjoy this! credit to the gif owner <3
Eddie never had a problem with saying what was on his mind. If he was happy, he wouldn't be afraid to let everyone know. When he was sad he'd sulk all day until it was time to play d&d, and if he was pissed he had no problem shouting it from the rooftops. Eddie wore his heart on his sleeve and that's something he'd never change, and it's something you wouldn't want him to change.
"How come you haven't said it yet?” you asked.
His face scrunched into confusion. “What are you talking about?”
“We’ve been dating for six months, Eddie.”
Eddie smiles, not looking up from his d&d journal.
“And it's been the best six months ever.”
“Why haven't you said you love me yet?”
Eddie feels his whole body tense and he sneaks a glance at you, his heart breaking when he sees you on the other side of the couch.
“I say it…”
“No, you don't. I say it first and it's always followed with a kiss or you just mumble out me too.”
Eddie shifted in his seat. He does love you, he loves you more than anything on this earth, but for some reason, he can never say the words. You let out a sigh and brought your knees close to you.
“I know you have your way of showing me that you love me, but sometimes I need to hear it.”
Eddie kept his eyes on the papers in front of him, too scared to look at you. “Okay,” he muttered while writing something down.
You swallowed the lump that was in your throat and nodded your head. “I’m gonna go home now.”
His head finally shot up, eyes finally landing on you while he felt around his pockets for his keys. “Let me find my keys real quick-”
“I'll just walk. Bye Eds,” you said quickly while walking out of the door. Eddie’s shoulders slump. You always give him a kiss goodbye, and he always takes you home. He shakes his head trying not to think about it too much and goes back to whatever he was working on. He's sure you guys are fine, you always are, but there's a little voice in his head that's screaming at him to go after you. He's just choosing to ignore it.
-
the next couple of days are filled with you being less affectionate towards Eddie. he doesn't drive you to school or take you home anymore, you catch rides with Steve and Robin. You no longer stay after school to sit and watch him play d&d, and you stop by his trailer for a quick minute before going to hang out with Max. Eddie is sitting at lunch munching on his pretzels, his eyes are focused on you as he watches you laugh at something Robin said while you throw a grape at her.
“So Eddie, what time are we meeting up tonight?”
Eddie’s eyes left your laughing figure and focused on Mike. “What?”
“dude, d&d. What time are we meeting?”
“Oh. Uh,” his eyes drifted towards you once more and he shrugged his shoulders. “Usual time I guess.”
“Are you okay?” Dustin asked him. Eddie saw you waving goodbye to Robin and shot up from his seat ignoring Dustin’s question. He tried catching up to bumping into students here and there. When the hell did you walk so fast?! He grabs onto your hand with a sigh of relief.
“Woah there speedy, where you going to?” he asked in a teasing tone. You give him a sad smile.
“Just wanna get to class before the halls get packed.”
Eddie looked all around him seeing that the hallway was already packed. “Babe, it's high school, halls are always gonna be packed.”
You let out a chuckle and he tilted his head before dragging you into an empty classroom.
“Hey, what's up with you?”
You shook your head refusing to say.
Eddie frowned and placed his hand under your chin making you look at him.
“Talk to me, sweetheart.”
Tears began to form, curse your fragile heart. “Do you love me, Eddie?”
“Of course I do-”
”Then why won't you say it?”
Eddie froze and realized he was put on the spot. His hands began to feel clammy and he rubbed them on the rough material of his jeans.
“Do we have to do this now?” he asked in a hushed tone, looking around the room as if dozens of eyes were in him.
“If not now, then when Eddie? The next six months of our relationship? I can't wait that long.”
His eyes met yours. “What are you saying?”
“I need you to say it, Eddie, please I just need to hear it.” you whimpered out.
The words were on the tip of Eddie's tongue. He wanted to say it, he wanted to scream it even, but he just couldn't bring himself to say it.
You let out a chuckle. “This was stupid.”
“Wait, y/n, please.”
You shook your head, wiping away the years that were streaking down your face. “I gotta head to class. I'm gonna be late, bye Eds.”
-
A week passed and you avoided Eddie like he had the plague. You'd hear his van coming down the street and sneak out of the window of your bedroom. You took different routes to your classes just so you wouldn't have to run into him, and you started going to robin’s to save Steve some gas money for taking you to school.
You walked into family video with your head hung low, hands running along the spines of the VHS cases.
“Jesus, are you okay?” you heard Steve ask. You look up at him in surprise.
“I thought Robin worked today?”
Steve pushed himself off the wall and leaned against the counter. “Nah, I'm covering for her since she saved my ass from Keith last week.”
You let out a soft oh before you hopped onto the counter to have a seat.
“So, what's wrong?” Steve asked.
“Boy problems,” you mumbled while swinging your feet back and forth.
Steve raised his eyebrows and rested his chin in the palm of his hand.
“Munson? Did he do something? Cause if he did I can-”
“Steve, you know I love you, but you don't have the best track record in fighting.”
He rolls his eyes and stands up straight, resting his hands on his hips.
“I'm trying to be a good friend here.”
You giggle at him and mumble out an apology.
“Lay it on me,” he says, resting his back on the counter and looking at you.
“I don't think Eddie loves me.”
Steve let out a snort. “You're joking, right?”
You stay quiet.
“Holy shit, you aren't. What makes you think that?”
You shrugged your shoulders.
“No, no. None of that, talk it out.”
You groan and throw your head back. “We've been dating for six months and he hasn't said it.”
“Do you say it?”
You nodded your head and put your hands on your lap twiddling your fingers.
“I say it all the time! He'll either just smile or say me too.”
Steve nodded his head listening to what you were saying.
“I just, I don't think he loves me.”
Steve cleared his throat, thinking of what to say next. Be sweet Steve. He thought to himself. Your friend is going through something serious.
“You're so stupid.” oops.
You let out a gasp and smack him in the chest. He lets out a laugh and puts his hands in the air surrendering.
“I'm sorry! It's true though.”
“How do you know?”
“I've never seen anybody look at someone the way Eddie Munson looks at you.”
You tilt your head in confusion.
“You really didn't know? Y/n, that man looks at you like you created life itself. I swear if you asked him to give you the sun he'd magically find some way to give it to you.”
You let out a giggle. “Why won't he say it then?”
“Y/n, you gotta remember he's been bullied like, forever. He can probably show regular emotions with no problem but being vulnerable is way different.”
You let the words Steve says sink in as you put your face in your hands. “I'm an idiot.”
Steve chuckles and removes your hands from your face.
“Yes but you're a pretty one, now go get ‘em, tiger.”
You hop off the counter but not before hugging Steve and telling him thank you. Steve waves goodbye as you run out the door and in the direction of Eddie's trailer.
“3…2…1…”
“Hey, can you drive me?”
-
You thank Steve once again before running out of the car towards the trailer. You smack on the door with both hands frantically. You hear a muffled Jesus okay! Give me a fucking second! Before the door swings open and you're greeted with Eddie's irritated face. Irritation leaves him once he realizes it's you. He stands straight and clears his throat.
“Hey.”
“Can I come in?”
He steps to the side letting you in the trailer. He gently shuts the door and means against it, his hands behind his back, his fingers gently tapping on the door.
“I'm sorry.” you rushed out. He widened his eyes a bit and watched as you began to pace the room.
“I know you love me, you're the best boyfriend I've ever had and you treat me like a fucking princess. I didn't even think of how hard it could be for you to be vulnerable. That was so selfish of me because you show me you love me by wanting to spend every day with me, and by sneaking into my room when you know that my parents could kill you.”
Eddie opens his mouth trying to say something but you're too busy lost in your own world.
“I'm so sorry for avoiding you Eddie, I was just lost in my own head and I thought things would be easier if I just avoided you.” tears were streaming down your face, and your pacing stopped. “I had to get help from Steve, but he was surprisingly helpful. Don't tell him I said that I don't need him getting cocky-”
“I love you.”
Silence fell over the both of you as you tried to register what he said.
“I'm sorry, what?”
Time seemed to slow down for both of you. Eddie was taking steps toward you, both of your hearts were beating out of your chest. He grabs your face and his thumbs rub your cheeks gently.
“I love you.”
You stood in silence from shock, but also guilt. Does he really mean this or have you manipulated him into saying it because he thinks you're breaking up? You don't want him to feel forced to say it, you wanted him to say it on his own, but you also begged him to hear the words. Now here you are, hearing the words but you're frozen with tears in your eyes.
“Say something, sweetheart I'm kinda putting my heart on the line here,” Eddie says with a nervous chuckle.
“Do you mean it? You're not just saying it cause you think we're breaking up?”
“We are never breaking up,” he says in a serious tone causing you to giggle. “and of course I mean it.”
“You don't feel forced?”
Eddie shakes his head and wraps you in his arms for a hug. Tears are streaming down your face and you're not even trying to hide them anymore, if Eddie can be vulnerable then so can you.
“I don't want you to feel forced Eddie, I want you to say it when you're ready, I'm so sorry for rushing you-”
Eddie cuts you off by kissing you. His lips are soft against yours and the way he's holding you lets you know that you're never allowed to avoid him like that again.
“You talk too much,” Eddie mumbles against your lips. You gently smack his chest causing him to let out a soft chuckle. “You didn't force me into saying it or rush me for that matter.”
He pulls away slightly to look at you, eyes soft and full of love.
“I know that you know that I love you, like you said I show you that everyday.” he took a deep breath and gave you a sad smile. “but this whole week I felt so miserable not hearing you say those three words.”
You sniffled. “It could've been because I was avoiding you.”
Eddie shook his head. “I was giving you your space, trust me sweetheart you're never going to get rid of me.”
You let out a sad giggle as he gently wipes your tears away. The nerves found their way back to your body as you looked at Eddie.
“Do you really mean it?”
“What, you want me to shout it from the rooftops? Cause I will find a way to climb to the top of this trailer right now. Hell, I'll climb onto the roof of the town hall and scream it.”
You wrap your arms around him, bringing him for a tight hug. You don't know how you let your brain convince you that Eddie didn't love you. Your heart swelled at the words he was telling you, and you think back to what Steve was telling you.
“What if I wanted the sun?”
Eddie pulls away, placing a kiss on your forehead, then both of your cheeks.
“Then the sun you shall have.”
#eddie munson stranger things#eddie munson angst#eddie munson blurb#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson imagine#stranger things blurb#stranger things angst#stranger things imagine#stranger things x reader#eddie munson fluff#stranger things fluff
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The Fate of the Furious
ALIVE: Deckard Shaw x fem!reader
Summary: She thought Deckard Shaw died - yet luckily he didn't. After joining the crew on the rooftop, he had some explaining to do.
Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I may have made while I wrote this short story.
A quiet thank you for my friend who watched these movies with me during a movie night. I love you <3
Warnings: swearing, mentioned violence and death
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"Oh, this will be good." Roman said to Tej as he poked - or rather punched - his arm. Both of them looked at the scenario in front of them, suddenly forgetting about their bickering over Ramsey.
Perhaps if things went differently, they'd stop arguing to quietly laugh at Shaw carrying a baby - only silently, because they perefer living over dying. Shaw with a baby was something they couldn't imagine at all, yet the thing Roman pointed out wasn't the baby. No, it was Shaw himself, who clearly overestimated his self-worth if he showed up there after the stunt he pulled.
And just in time, the girl whose feelings were very obviously hurt because of the said stunt noticed Shaw's arrival - and she looked like she's seen a ghost.
"No way, man. I really don't want to see this." Tej answered unsurely, leaning back in his seat.
"You won't want to miss it either. She'll kick his ass, that's for sure." In no other scenario would Roman dare to say that - the guy might have super hearing or something.
And just like that, the show started.
"You dick!" the shouting was so loud everyone's gaze was on her, but then - after understanding the situation - they decided to look away, not wanting to become a target of her wrath. "You absolute fucking asshole!"
"Come on, sweetheart, don't curse in front of the-"
"Don't you act like you suddenly give a shit about someone!"
"Oh, he fucked up!" Roman laughed in his seat.
"He fucked up big time." Tej agreed, and it was very rare that they did.
"No way I'd be him right now..."
Her expression was a mixture of anger and hurt, and she very clearly didn't want anyone else there to intervene - no man would dare to either way and they wouldn't succeed in doing so without getting a punch to the face.
But Letty, understanding her feelings because she was the only one she had talked to about them, did her best to diffuse the situation - in front of the child at least.
"I'll take him, don't you worry." she took the infant seat from Shaw, who had the expression of betrayal on his face.
"Thanks for your help, now why don't you go and talk this out?" if Dom's voice was anything to go by, he secretly very much enjoyed seeing Shaw's face as his son, the safety blanket he could hide behind was taken from him.
"Yeah, why don't we go and talk this out, Shaw?"
Ramsey gasped behind them and Dom patted Shaw on the back, sending him the luck he'll need. Roman poked Tej on the arm again, Hobbs chuckled from not so far away.
Deckard Shaw must have fucked up big time - he himself knew that too. It's been months since she called him Shaw. He was never Shaw, only Deckard or maybe if he was lucky enough, Deck. But he was never ever Shaw.
"All right, let's talk this out, sweetheart."
She hugged herself with her arms, not giving him the opportunity to hold onto her hand. Deckard didn't try to do so though, he understood where the line was and he didn't want to overstep it.
They walked to the other side of the roof, away from their gazes and voices, and only then did her eyes start to water.
Deckard wasn't good at apologies, but even he knew that's the time for one. She's hurt and rightfully so, but he didn't mean to hurt her at all. God, he'd go to Hell and back for her and he knew she'd do the same - they knew more than a few things about the other and they liked the other even if they don't like many people.
But now she's sad and hurt - and angry, because of Deckard and he didn't know what he should do to make it better.
"Sweetheart, I-"
"No, don't you fucking sweetheart me." Sweetheart was the petname Deckard saved for her and didn't use it on anybody else. "I thought you died, do you know how that feels? I thought you fucking died!" she grabbed onto the railing to try and regain her strength. "Do you know that I cried for you? I fucking cried for you. I almost went after Dom by myself to hurt him like he hurt me and Dom is my friend!"
He put his hand on her shoulder and she let him, but she didn't look at him at all.
"And then you just call me to tell me everything is okay, I- I don't know what hurt more: that you didn't tell me or that you don't trust me enough to tell me stuff like that."
"I trust you. I trust you and I don't trust anybody else." Deckard touched both of her shoulders to turn her towards him.
He expected her to be angry or sad, he even expected a punch to the face, like when she playfully hit him after a way too bad one liner on a mission. But she didn't do any of that.
No, she was crying. And if Deckard was bad at apologies, then he was even worse at comforting crying women - especially someone he genuinely cares about.
"Why didn't you tell me not to worry?" her voice was high pitched, the kind Deckard hadn't heard before. She never cried. He hadn't seen her cry.
He made her cry.
"Because I needed her to believe it."
It was a poor excuse. He knew it - she knew it.
Yet it was still better than not saying anything or him just saying a 'fuck you'.
"So you're okay? Not even a small cut?" she asked looking at his face, trying to find some scars.
"You know me, sweetheart." he smiled and she was the only one who has ever seen him smile. "And I know you too, so if you'll punch me please tell me so I can get ready."
She chuckled. "Because?"
"Because your punches are really fucking strong."
That was the kind of compliment Deckard Shaw gave her, the kind only she recieved and no one else. And she smiled at that too, even if her eyes were still teary and the pain and fear didn't fully go away.
"I don't want to punch you."
"Really?" he had a suspicion that she really wanted to.
"Really. I just got you back and you want me to hurt you straight away?"
"I'd let you and I'd deserve it too."
He really meant that, she thought as she examined his face, trying to find some dishonesty. She couldn't find any - but to her surprise, his eyes were soft. There was some softness in there, the kind no one's ever seen, because they didn't deserve to see it.
"No, just..." she wiped away the tears and pushed his hands off her shoulders as she leaned against the railing. "I just want you to promise me that you'll tell me- the next time, because in a job like ours there will be a next time for sure."
"Yeah, I promise."
She smiled softly, her wrath slowly disappearing and tiredness took its place. She looked tired.
"You know, we never really talk about it, but just so you know, you mean a lot to me." she said quietly, as if she's confessing something she's not ready for yet. "And I mean it. I really do. No joke or anything."
"I know." he really knew, and he also knew that not many people would do that for him. "And I'd kill for you."
"I know, you already did." she chuckled. "And not even once."
"They deserved it."
"In your eyes everyone deserves to die who looks at us the wrong way." she said remembering all the times Deckard decided to pull out a gun to shoot someone who was unfriendly. "Actually, I'm surprised Hobbs is still with us."
"I promised to fight him one day."
"Yeah, I'm not surprised about that at all." she looked at the others who sat around the table talking. "You'd win."
"I know I would."
"But he'd kick your ass too. He asked me if I want him to do that after the stunt you pulled. I said I'd think about it."
"And what do you think?"
"You'd deserve it, but I'm leaning towards a no."
Deckard laughed and so did she. It was good to laugh with him again.
They stayed quiet after that. She didn't know what else to say or rather how she should talk about the things she should definitely talk about. She thought of the last few hours and days, how Letty was there for her after Deck's fake death - and what they talked about. How she regretted not telling him the things she wanted to.
"I didn't mean it like that." she spoke up after a while. "When I said you mean a lot to me." she had his full attention, she knew it and felt it in his gaze. "I meant that I think about you as more than a friend."
She continued to look at her friends again, watched as they laughed and talked. Dom had his son in his arms and Roman and Tej were arguing again. She focused on every small detail instead of looking Deck in the eyes.
"I know what you meant sweetheart. That's what I meant when I said I'd kill for you." she had to look at him when his hand was on hers. "I just can't let them see me as a softie, can I?"
He was teasing her and he was grinning, and in that moment for her he was the most lovable, playful asshole in the whole world.
"You dick!" she shouted with a laugh as she hit his arm and she felt the others' eyes on herself. "You come back from the dead and you act like this? I should let Hobbs kick your ass. Being soft with me is the least you can do to apologize."
"I knew you wanted to hit me."
She hit him on the arm again - this time the both of them were grinning like idiots and she wouldn't have it any other way.
"Of course I do. This is the worst love confession I've ever seen."
"But you wouldn't have me any other way."
"That's right, I wouldn't. I'd be way too bored without you in my life."
This time he caught her arm before it could land and his hold on her wrist was gentle. That hand could kill and punch - and he looked damn good when he did that -, but it would never ever hurt her. Not intentionally.
They both leaned in to kiss the other - and they most likely argued about who had the balls to initiate the first kiss later. It was a great kiss, a damn good one. The one what's full of passion and emotion, the one that made her stomach tighten.
"I love you, you idiot, but if you act like you're dead in front of me ever again I--" he kissed her again to shut her up.
"I love you too."
"So much for not being a softie." she giggled as she hugged him, hiding her face from everyone - because she was grinning like an idiot in love.
"You won't let this one go, will you?"
"Not at all." she answered. "By the way, just so you know, Dom wasn't the only one who called your mother."
"You did not call my mother."
"I didn't want to punch you, but she'll definitely scold you for me."
She smirked as she saw his expression. "You're one evil woman."
"But you wouldn't have me any other way." she quoted.
On the other side of the roof the table was set a long time ago and everyone was waiting for the two of them to join in so they can start to eat. Although watching the drama before eating wasn't too bad either.
"You know, as much as I dislike him, I'm happy she's happy." Ramsey said after the pair kissed.
"I was right man, I really didn't want to see that." it was Tej's turn to poke Roman, who only stared at Deckard and her in disbelief.
"I expected more drama." Rome said with clear disappointment in his voice. "And why is she in love with the guy? What does he have that I don't?"
"Why don't you go ahead and tell that to him yourself. I'm sure he'd happily answer you with a punch." Tej teased him with a grin. "Go ahead boss, ask him."
"I hate you all..."
#fast and furious#the fate of the furious#deckard shaw#deckard shaw x reader#deckard shaw x fem!reader#fast and furious x reader
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Dearest, Nerina,
Hello there, sweetheart. I happened to notice it's a certain holiday~ so I thought I'd wish you a Happy Valentine's Day!
You'd expect me to be busy on a day like this, right? Well, I actually have the day off, meaning I can spend the whole day with you. I'll have to thank Ayato for that later, I know he had something to do with it…
Anyways! I just want to make you happy today, no matter what we end up actually doing. I love you so much, Nerina. I know you know that, but what better day to shout it from the rooftops, eh?
Come find me when you're ready and be thinking about what you want to do.
Love,
Thoma
[the letter is on a tray of your favorite breakfast foods, accompanied with a small bouquet of wildflowers]
[hiya sophia!! I hope you had a wonderful valentine's day!! - april [violetsareblue-selfships]]
HHHDJDSAFFDG 🥺😭❤❤
HII APRIL!! This is so so sweet omg!! My valentine's was okay-ish but this- THIS although it's already over made it so much better!
Thoma my love, you make my heart feel all warm and comfy and waaah.. also Ayato, that's so kind of him!! (I'm sure he and Ayaka are the No. 1 Thomarina supporters) If I just can spend time with Thoma is really enough, regardless of what we do in the end <3 (I'm very very tired now so I think just a relaxing evening with cuddles would be nice <3)
Thank you so much for writing this letter, @violetsareblue-selfships! I hope you had a lovely valentine's day too! <33
#;asks#;protector of my heart#;thoma#I was busy the whole day and came home to this and- <333#'Hello there sweetheart' and it was over for me#weeeeh I love this!! <3#thank you again <3
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hello lovely :) for the fanfic ask game: A, G [there’s a science to walking through windows without you], L, and W!
hope youre having an excellent Saturday <3
thanks friend and back atcha!! it's been a nice chill day over here - finally got the sleep i've been needing for four weeks, the sun is shining, i cleaned up the place, there's a window open in every room :) and after this i'll pick up ballad of songbirds etc - i just got to the start of the games.
A: Of the fanfic you’ve written, which is your favorite and why?
probably reprise - i still remember the excitement of starting it and feeling out what it might be. i loved being in hero's head, i enjoyed refashioning canon into something new but recognizable, the language came together the way i wanted it to, and it's the happy ending i would choose for them over any other.
G: If you wrote a sequel to [there's a science], what would it be about?
very little conflict - i think the main source of conflict between them in the og is that they're always trying to tell each other the truth but never say it in a way that the other hears correctly. so now they're on the same page, and he finally has her and he's not stupid enough to jeopardize it with his pomp and circumstance. it would probably begin with both of them in a bit of shock - they didn't see this coming and are completely rerouting from where they thought they were going, and they have to figure out how to be together - but they're ridiculously happy. they fall in love quickly and intensely and without much fanfare - they're not shouting it from the rooftops but anyone who looks at them can see it. they figure out how to do life together. eliza gets a job and it's not a good fit. higgins wants a career change but is uncertain about leaving a tenured position. they don't always know how to help each other get what they want. they say the wrong things. they work hard, together, to learn how to communicate. one night he gives her a ring. they consider eloping but decide to have a huge party instead, and it's joy-packed. she drags him to new restaurants and he grumbles about unknown foods but always ends up liking them. they learn together how to cook and get so into it that they start reading cookbooks in bed. they get a dog. they have a miscarriage - they grieve differently, he isolates himself, she buries herself in her work. they move to the opposite side of the country. pickering gets cancer - it's bad, takes him fast - they grieve together this time. it's about two selfish people learning that love is selfless and discovering the joy of giving and receiving that love, and about the importance of keeping themselves vulnerable when they want to close up and hide, and figuring out how to consistently give themselves to each other while still being able to grow and change individually.
L: Which of your fanfics was the most emotionally challenging to write?
after the storm was like a constant state of soul excoriation. we only have each other was my take on elsa's uncontrolled emotions, and the resolution to the major conflict drew from personal experience, so needless to say writing it was a rollercoaster.
W: What is your favorite pairing to write? Favorite pairing to read?
when actually writing: eliza/higgins are probably the most fun to hang with. for both: i'm pretty much always here for snark/sunshine, whoever that may be. severus/hermione is one of my go-tos d/t the trope and it's popular enough that there's usually always something new to read. my WIP folder is positively bursting with villain/sweetheart AUs, mostly in the form of hero/john ♡
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So...how soon after the wedding in Knights and Pawns does Daniel discover that he's pregnant? Does he let Terry know immediately, or does Terry already suspect? Is Daniel excited? He's still a teenager himself, so I wonder if he's nervous about being a parent that young? I'm sure Terry's very pleased though--landing this pretty and willing Omega.
He wasn't all that willing, that's what makes it all the sweeter for Terry 😏 They've had a few weeks together, say six to eight, of a few social calls and travel before Daniel's heat struck (that was planned, I think he may have gotten married only three days after a last heat), and they were going to settle in in Sicily lazing around and waiting for it, only to not even have time to unpack when they arrived. Terry is extremely smug about that. I love the abo idea of Terry smelling it on them and Daniel just smiling sweetly and cuddling in before Terry just going through the roof with happiness. Which would be one, maybe two days after the heat was over? I mean, going feral with it the way he can. He's literally shouting from the rooftops and Daniel is still a little soft and fucked out and Terry is just vibrating, calling everyone right tf now, John, get Amanda to Sicily if you have to kidnap her for it, and besides, he needs to buy Daniel six different family homes ("You've already bought one, Terry, chill") cars then, safe ones, and round the clock security for him ("He may not like that, Terry") well then at least he needs to have a statue of his mate commissioned ("I'll put Betsy on the phone, wait up") Betsy, he's having a puppy, yes, already, a puppy Betsy, the greatest child the world has ever s- ("That's amazing, Terry, how is Daniel?") Oh, great Mother of God, are you ok, love, have you eaten, do you need an extra pillow? ("Terry I have five extra pillows already I can't move!") Good! ("Terry I need to talk to my mother -") I'll have her flown in! "Talking will do...") John! John! Get Lucille here now!!
When that's all over, and they go outside for the first time, the whole town goes mad, look at that beauty, and pregnant already, che bello angelino, Daniel's swamped by every nonna and young mother there, and he's proud and happy but I could feel that after a night or two like this, he's a bit overstimulated and starts crying and voicing doubts.
And then Terry finally snaps out of it, puts him in his lap, softly kisses the new biting mark (extremely intimate), and tells Danny boy he can relax now, he's done what he had to do, and he doesn't need to be strong anymore. His body already knows they fit well, sweetheart, to go into heat so soon, don't you think? And he knows things have been hectic, and terrifying, ha, but Terry is there for him. And that includes everyone he loves, all the LaRussos and you can relax now. You'll be amazing. You can love a pebble to death. This puppy is the luckiest child on earth. Because he knows Daniel's been trained out of his instincts somewhat, and for good reason, but here, now, Terry will make sure he can tap into them. The last two weeks of their honeymoon are very quiet, and by the end of it, Daniel is cockier than ever, when he's not curled up at Terry's side.
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Hey sweetheart,
Man, teenagers... they really take it out of me. Young Midoriya did a number on himself during training again today, I got another earful from Recovery Girl. I'm keeping an eye on him until he wakes up... so I'll be home a little later than usual tonight.
But I can't wait to see you. You've been on my mind all day— I think even the other teachers are starting to notice. Nezu called another meeting and I couldn't focus on a word he said; all my thoughts were about you. How I couldn't wait to get home and have you in my arms again, how your day was going so far... I've never been as distracted as I am when I think about you. I think Midnight is on to me... after the meeting, she said I'd been blushing the entire time with the biggest grin on her face. I wanted to say it right then and there, shout it from the rooftops for the whole world to hear—
I love you. So, so much. More than I've loved anyone, or ever will. I wish I could be with you right now. I'll take you out for dinner tonight to make up for being late, what do you say? My treat ♡
— Toshinori
@daydream-sequence
(OH MY GOSH I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS! I had such the biggest grin on my face while reading this!!! THANK YOU!)
#selfship#selfinsert x canon#selfinsert#my hero academia#mha all might#mha toshinori#vulnerability#ask#ask the love nest#the love nest#my art
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Life In The Fast Lane Chapter 20 - First Nights
Rating: Teen & Up
Warnings: None apply
Pairings: Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s); OFCs & OMCs
Work Tags: Re-write of a previous work; not beta read; dual/multiple pov; mentions of IRL current and past F1 figures; Eventual romance; friends to lovers; found family/work family; actual family; occasional swearing; racing drivers and their various shenanigans; how to handle pressure (and how not to); with a sprinkling of the power of friendship; tags will be updated as work progresses
Chapter: 20/57
Word count: 4.8k
Kiss me once, kiss you twice
I got hit with the cold in the latter stages of editing this chapter so I apologise in advance if there's any glaring spelling or grammar errors, I'll hopefully get back to them when I'm feeling better.
Wednesday 27th September – Yeongam, South Korea
Martin had apologised for not doing the contract signing somewhere more grand the second Sophie and Becks walked into the hotel conference room minutes before 2pm. Becks said that since Sophie’s initial contract had been signed in a hotel, it was somewhat fitting that her extension be signed in one too.
Becks had flown out with Sophie on Monday to make sure that every single T and I in the contract was crossed and dotted before everyone could finally put pen to paper. The deal was for three years, keeping Sophie at McLaren until 2026. She would have a yearly increase in her salary, performance bonuses, and would in theory be teammates with James until his contract ran out at the end of 2025.
Muscle memory swirled Sophie’s signature across the crisp paper in pitch black ink. Once all the dotted lines were signed, she lifted her pen with a small sigh and finally allowed the beaming grin she’d been resisting to spread across her face. Sophie looked at Becks out of the corner of her eye, and got a small smile and nod of approval in return.
“It was never in doubt.” Martin grinned as he and Sophie posed for pictures that would be attached to the press release and social media posts. Now the team’s biggest challenge was to keep things under wraps until everything was set to go out at 8.30 sharp tomorrow morning.
Sophie and Becks parted ways with Martin and Richard in the conference room to try and remain inconspicuous. They had a quick lunch in the hotel dining room before Sophie made her way back to her suite, her phone pressed against her ear.
“Hi Mum,” Sophie spoke in a hushed tone even though no one else was in the lift.
“Oh never mind hellos, is it done?” Mary asked quickly, her voice an equal mix of excitement and apprehension. “Is the contract signed?”
“It’s done.” Sophie hadn’t really stopped smiling despite continuing to speak quietly as she walked out the lift, even though she desperately wanted to shout from the rooftops that she was still an F1 driver.
“Oh… congratulations darling! We’ll celebrate properly once you’re back home.” The paddock found themselves at their fifth set of back-to-back races, with Japan immediately following South Korea to close out the Asian leg of the season. “I’m so sorry we couldn’t be there with you.” Mary said heavily. If Sophie closed her eyes and thought hard enough she could see the crease in her mother’s eyebrows and probably feel the gentle hand on her shoulder if they weren’t separated by five and a half thousand miles.
“I know.” Sophie said quietly. She leaned against the door to her room instead of unlocking it. Her heart briefly hurting too much to move any further. “Should I text Dad and Will the good news or did you want to leave them a note?”
“You text everyone, I need to get to work.” It was a little after 6am in the UK, if Sophie’s maths was right, and the traffic in Edinburgh never came with a guarantee that it would be quiet so early in the day.
“I love you Mum.”
“You too sweetheart, enjoy the drivers dinner tonight.”
They exchanged goodbyes that were far too short, and Sophie distracted herself by sending emoji and exclamation mark filled text messages saying that she’d signed her contract extension. Julian, who was staying in nearby Mokpo as F2 was racing in South Korea for the first time this week, texted back immediately saying how happy he was for her.
Sophie hoped it would be his turn soon as she put her phone back in her pocket and went to pull out her keycard. She was stopped by a loud and indistinguishable yell in French coming from the other end of the hallway. Jen trailed behind Nico shaking her head as his still-wet hair scattered small water droplets along the carpet as he jogged over towards his friend.
“Please tell me you’ve signed the contract?” He asked in a poor attempt at a whisper. When Sophie nodded, Nico grinned and hugged Sophie round the middle before spinning her round in a small circle in the air.
“Will you put me down?! I’m supposed to be being discreet about this.” Sophie hissed, and wasn’t put back onto the ground until she started to wriggle. Nico just rolled his eyes and tutted, but he gently put Sophie back on the ground.
“Cherie, half the paddock journalists already knew the deal was done!” He was right of course. Some people did have wonderfully good sources for just about anything.
“Yeah well… you know what McLaren are like.” Sophie shrugged and folded her arms across her chest. Nico just smiled down at his friend, placed a hand on each of her shoulders and leaned down to kiss to top of her head.
“I love you, I’m delighted for you, and I look forward to racing against you next year.”
“May the best driver win.” Sophie said with a wide grin, and agreed to meet Nico at his room instead of the hotel lobby so they could go to the GPDA dinner together.
Some journalists would joke between themselves that every time the driver’s union had scheduled a group dinner, the higher ups at FOM and the FIA got a bit twitchy at the thought of a joint statement on something being the potential outcome. When in reality, Benedikt had very graciously organised a farewell dinner for his teammate at what was apparently Alistair’s favourite restaurant on the season calendar.
The dress code was smart casual – Sophie had opted for a dark red camisole top and jeans with her grandmother’s earrings. Nathan complimented them the second her and Nico had sat down at the table, very quickly adding that his twin sister ran her own jewellery business back in Vancouver. The necklace he was wearing had actually been made by her – a small bird in flight attached to the chain by the tip of its left wing, made out of silver.
“It’s beautiful.” Sophie remarked as James entered the room.
“You left without me teammate!” He sat down in the seat opposite to her, wearing a navy blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Sophie couldn’t tell if he was joking or not.
“I wasn’t aware you wanted to share a lift.” She said with a small shrug, and the conversation ended at that.
Benedikt meanwhile was fluttering from seat to seat at the long table, making sure everyone was sat according to the seating chart him and Jan had come up with. Sophie whispered to Nico asking just why such a thing was necessary when it was never a problem in the drivers briefing. He let out a small laugh, and said very quietly that it was mainly due to Jan’s perfectionist streak.
Once he’d finished fussing over the collar of his forest green flannel shirt, Benedikt led a small toast in honour of his soon to be departing teammate. Almost everyone in the paddock had noticed just how much Ben and Alistair’s working relationship had thawed since Silverstone. While still nowhere near being the best of friends, and some wondered if they ever would be, the Red Bull garage was apparently the most harmonious it had been for quite some time.
After Alistair had made a very brief speech, conversation between the drivers mainly remained in the clusters they found themselves in. Racing drivers may have had a reputation for being unruly but they certainly didn’t shout down long tables at each other. At least not very often.
“…and then,” Sophie paused to let out a small chuckle. Between the starter and the main course she’d found herself telling a podium story from her karting days that revolved around Nico’s first encounter with champagne. They were both 15 at the time, and as such not supposed to actually drink anything from the small bottles presented to them on the podium, but Nico being the race winner felt far too jubilant to do what he was told. “He lifted his trophy up so high and so fast, that the momentum pushed him backwards off the step of the podium and right into the board at the back.”
Nathan, James, Cristóbal and Teo all burst out laughing, while Nico threw his head back in embarrassment.
“I had to drop my trophy to catch him so he didn’t get hurt.”
“So you love to remind me amie.” Nico took a quick swig of his water, and cocked his eyebrow as a similarly embarrassing story about Sophie must have popped into his mind. “But, at least I didn’t take another driver’s trophy home.”
“Sophie Lillian Knightsbridge, how very dare you!” James said with a mock gasp as Sophie let out a small groan and slid down in her seat a few centimetres, before retorting that the whole thing had been an accident.
“Okay one, what the hell Soph and two,” Nathan paused to look at James. “How do you know her middle name is Lillian?”
“The team had us film one of those driver Q&A videos at the factory last week.” If a team had drivers that genuinely got on with each other, the PR departments loved to take advantage of it, and McLaren was no exception. During the filming session Sophie had learned that James’ middle name was Nigel, after his father. The two teammates had also ended up debating about whether or not Yorkshire puddings were an essential part of a Sunday roast.
“Anyway,” Nico cleared his throat after taking another sip of water. “So the trophy incident was at Hockenheim, when we were racing in FRECA together…”
The drivers had taken one final group picture together in the foyer of the restaurant, to go with the one of them all sat at the table after Benedikt had paid the bill – being reigning champion, that luxury had fallen to him by default. As everyone made their way to leave, Alistair slowly managed to convince Giovanni, Marc, Daniel and Jan to stay for drinks at the bar. By the looks of things, Alistair didn’t seem to care whether or not he turned up to the press day tomorrow with a raging hangover, as he very loudly ordered a round of beers plus tequila shots.
Nathan politely turned down an invite from Alistair to join them, but half joked that they could have a drink on him as he pulled out his phone to hire a taxi back to the hotel. Benedikt, who hadn’t been invited to join the potential all night bender, asked if there was a seat available for him since they were all staying at the same hotel. Nathan had thought ahead and booked a car for six just in case, and the quintet of himself plus Sophie, Nico, James and Ben piled into the taxi when it arrived.
“So, what’s this I hear about you stealing someone’s trophy?” Benedikt asked Sophie with a wry grin as the car pulled away from the restaurant. She let out another small groan and considered kicking Nico in the shins.
“Again, I didn’t meant to, I just picked up the wrong one by accident,” She folded her arms across her chest with a loud huff for good measure. “It wasn’t my fault they were all the same size.”
A couple of snickers made their way round the interior of the taxi as Benedikt intentionally or not bumped his shoulder with Sophie’s, she quickly glanced up at him and huffed a small smile for no reason at all.
The remainder of the taxi ride was somewhat quiet, Nathan showed Sophie some pictures his sister had sent from Vancouver. He owned a large cabin not too far from the city which he used as a base for training over the winter break, whereas during the rest of the year Nathan lived in London instead of Monte Carlo like so many of his colleagues. When Sophie had said that she hadn’t had that much time to properly explore the city, Nathan had offered to show her some of his favourite dinner spots the next time they were both in town.
When they got back to the hotel everyone made for the lift as unlike others, they wanted a proper night’s sleep before facing the press tomorrow. James pressed the buttons for everyone’s floor and casually leaned against the wall with one foot crossed over the other ankle. Sophie equal parts liked and envied how comfortable and at ease James seemed in just about any environment.
“So what time is everything going out tomorrow?” He asked Sophie with a hint of a smile. She briefly threw her head back, wondering if it was possible to keep any kind of secret in the paddock.
“Half eight in the morning.” Sophie couldn’t help it as a lazy grin made its way onto her face. Nathan looked between the two teammates with wide eyes before hugging Sophie round the shoulders. He seemed genuinely thrilled at confirmation of the contract extension he had apparently known about for the past week.
James exited the lift first on the sixth floor, then Nathan stepped out on the ninth, while Sophie, Nico and Benedikt all strolled out on the tenth floor.
“See you tomorrow,” Nico enveloped Sophie in another giant bear hug and kissed her on the cheek before wishing both her and Benedikt goodnight as he slipped into his room.
“So…” Ben finally spoke once they were a few paces down the hallway. As it turned out their rooms for the week were once again opposite each other. “You’re staying then?” They were walking so close together that Sophie felt his knuckles brush against the back of her hand, which she didn’t draw away.
“I’m staying.” Her smile still hadn’t left her face as she spoke. She looked up at Ben, surprised at the lack of a banter filled reply. “What, no teasing about how you’re going to beat me on track next year?”
Benedikt just shrugged with a lazy smile. “I’m happy for you. Besides, I’ve got this year’s title to win first.” His face briefly lit up like the sun as he spoke.
A part of Sophie hadn’t really stopped thinking about when she’d last seen Ben in Singapore, or more specifically how she’d felt about him in Singapore. And while she still found her revelation mildly terrifying Sophie couldn’t help but wonder, as Benedikt placed a warm and gentle hand on her shoulder as he said goodnight when they reached her door, if there was a chance he felt the same way about her.
Sophie quietly gulped as she watched Ben cross the short distance to his room on the other side of the hallway. Unlike in Singapore, they were both completely sober.
“I uh…” The sound of Sophie’s voice was enough to cause Benedikt to turn around. “I haven’t used any of those complimentary coffee sachets… if you’d like one?” Sophie knotted her fingers together as her question hung in the air. Apart from herself and Benedikt, the hallway was empty.
Almost instantly a bright grin burst onto Ben’s face, practically lighting him up from within, as he walked over towards Sophie with his hands by his side.
“Coffee sounds perfect.” His voice was soft and low, almost as if it was for Sophie alone to hear. She found herself almost glued to his eyes, they were very quickly becoming her favourite shade of blue. “Unless we’re just going to stand here admiring each other?” Ben’s smile grew a little bit wider as Sophie gave her head a small shake.
“Right, yes. Coffee, inside.” As Benedikt let out a small laugh Sophie could feel her cheeks blush a deep red as she pulled her keycard out of her pocket, and finally opened the door.
“What happened to your hair by the way?” Ben asked as he closed the door behind them, though Sophie didn’t quite hear over the sudden feeling of her heart pounding in her chest. “Your hair, it was more red at testing.”
“Oh that,” Sophie huffed and briefly twirled a lock of hair between her fingers before flicking it over her shoulder. “I’d dyed it, worst mistake of my life.” She set the kettle to boil without checking if there was enough water in it.
“I’m sure there’s more embarrassing things than dying your hair the wrong colour.” Ben chuckled.
“Tell that to Vanessa and Nico, they didn’t let me live it down for weeks,” Sophie rolled her eyes and briefly looked down at the floor. “No, this is me, what I actually look like.” As she huffed another small smile, Benedikt crossed the few paces of space between them and ended up so close to her that the toes of their shoes were almost touching.
“Well, I like it.” Ben’s grin had shrunk into a lazy smile, but his eyes hadn’t really stopped sparkling. Especially when he moved a stray strand of hair out of Sophie’s face that she hadn’t even noticed was there.
She was starting to think that Benedikt was a lot more than ‘stranger on a train’ handsome the longer she found herself looking at his face. His jaw was well defined, and all of his features were perfectly in proportion with each other, from his ears to his straight nose and the dimples in his cheeks. Though she found herself glancing between the depth of his eyes, that were framed with long golden eyelashes, to the curve of his smile. Sophie felt Benedikt take in a small breath and watched as he quickly pressed his lips together before speaking even softer. “Can I…”
The moment Sophie realised she was seconds away from teetering off the edge of the cliff she went up on her toes, propelled by the thumping in her chest as she placed her hands on Ben’s waist, feeling the soft flannel of his shirt under her fingers, and closed the gap between them with a soft if lingering kiss.
Ben’s lips broke out into a smile as he wrapped both arms around Sophie’s waist and pulled her close, kissing her right back. It was slow and deep and gentle and everything that Sophie wanted. They broke apart briefly, taking in quick breaths before kissing each other again almost senselessly. Sophie’s hands skimmed up Benedikt’s chest to his shoulders before her fingers finally tangled themselves in his soft, thick hair. He’d had it trimmed since the summer, but it was still long enough for Sophie to run her fingers through.
When they properly broke apart for air, Ben’s cheeks were flushed and his lips kiss swollen as he softly brushed his nose against Sophie’s, staying as close as possible to her.
Sophie couldn’t help but wonder if this was what Nico had been talking about in Monaco, finding someone she wanted to dive into the deep end for.
All manner of thoughts started to run through her mind. She hadn’t just invited anyone from the paddock into her hotel room and kissed them until they couldn’t breathe. Benedikt, another driver, the championship leader and the latest in a very long line of Red Bull proteges. If anyone found out then her newly signed contract surely wouldn’t be around much longer.
“Hey…” Her panic must have found its way into Sophie’s eyes, as Ben brought a hand to her face and tenderly brushed his thumb across her cheek. “I won’t tell a soul… I’d never do that to you.” He said ever so softly, and as Sophie looked into his eyes she felt that she could trust him.
She also thought she was going to drown if she wasn’t careful.
Sophie brushed the collar of Ben’s flannel shirt between her fingers as she tilted her head to the side, letting out the smallest of sighs. And as a sparkling grin began to return to Ben’s face, she kissed him much more hungrily.
She dived in, heart first.
Thursday 28th September
A barely there scent of apples was the first thing Benedikt’s brain registered when he woke the next morning. Then came the soft bedsheets against his bare skin, the weight of Sophie’s body resting against his, and lastly her hair tickling his nose with her head nestled into the crook of his neck.
He’d gone into her room the night before with the best of intentions. But when one thing had started to lead to another, and Sophie had been alright with it, he’d happily went along with her. Especially when she’d said between kisses that they didn’t have to do anything he didn’t want to. Ben hadn’t really been able to get Sophie out of his head after Singapore, but right between her kissing him and them sleeping together he’d realised that he absolutely didn’t want to.
So Benedikt simply lay there, not rushing to check his phone or worry about the day’s schedule in the hope that he’d have enough time to stay while Sophie remained in her deep sleep lying on his chest.
But then, once he was fully awake, Ben could feel the minutes start to tick by and the sun grow brighter behind the curtains and he wondered how long he had before his phone would ring from the bedside table.
He gently brushed Sophie’s hair from her face, and quietly said her name hoping it would rouse her, but even slowly running the tips of his fingers down her back and arm did nothing. He honestly thought Sophie had been joking when she’d said the he would need to wake her up in the morning because of how heavy a sleeper she was. Benedikt never really did one night stands, but he knew he’d never forgive himself if he just left.
And yet he was almost certain that if someone, anyone saw him wearing yesterday’s clothes and recognised the room he’d left as Sophie’s – she would be the only one to face any potential consequences.
So he kissed the top of her head, eased her sleeping form off him as gently as possible and very reluctantly left the warmth of the bed. Ben quietly tiptoed around slowly collecting his underwear and clothes that had been strewn all across the room. He found his shirt first and threw it on without doing up the buttons. It was only once he’d stepped into his jeans and tried to start writing a note to explain himself that Sophie finally stirred herself awake.
Benedikt felt hit with immediate guilt when Sophie reached out for him only to find empty sheets.
“Hey, I’m here.” He said softly, quickly lying back down on top of the bed.
Sophie blinked at him through bleary eyes. “You’re dressed.” The fact that she’d just woken up meant that she didn’t hide her disappointment that was laced through her voice and written all over her face.
“I know, I’m sorry.” He said quickly, knowing it wasn’t enough. “I… I got a little bit too caught up in promising that last night would stay between us. I don’t want to get you into trouble,” Ben couldn’t help himself as he reached out to run the tips of his fingers through her hair. “Not with your contract extension getting announced today.”
Sophie let out a small sigh as her shoulders drooped down. She didn’t say anything and stretched out her right arm, briefly resting her hand on top of his before attempting to fit their hands together.
“Okay,” She said quietly looking right into his eyes while Ben properly entwined their fingers “This is your one and only free pass.”
Benedikt squeezed Sophie’s hand, and leaned over to kiss her on the forehead. “I’ll do whatever I can to make it up to you.”
“You owe me dinner.” She said immediately, he couldn’t help but agree with her and made a silent promise to hold himself to his word.
After checking his phone and seeing that it was almost 7am, Benedikt gave Sophie a long kiss goodbye once he was sure he had everything he needed in his pockets, and he darted across the empty hallway to his room unnoticed.
He’d barely gotten properly dressed when Matt knocked on his door minutes later – as usual collecting him for breakfast. Ben greeted his trainer with a bright smile as if everything was completely normal and a part of his axis hadn’t completely shifted, and they took the nearest lift down to the ground floor and walked straight into the hotel dining room.
Ben piled his usual breakfast fare – porridge drizzled with honey, some fresh fruit, a mug of green tea and a tall glass of orange juice – onto bowls and plates and took his food over to the table Matt had claimed before going back for his drinks.
He recognised Sophie’s laugh before he’d looked round to see her walk in with Vanessa and Richard.
They exchanged a polite good morning, pretending as if they hadn’t seen each other since last night. And he felt grateful that they could look each other in the eye without feeling embarrassed as neither Richard or Vanessa made anything of their brief exchange, and Benedikt silently collected his drinks and made for his and Matt’s table.
As he waited for Matt in the hotel lobby at exactly half past eight, showered and changed into his team gear, Benedikt let out a long sigh of relief as at the third time of refreshing McLaren’s Instagram page he saw the post confirming Sophie’s contract extension through to 2026. He quickly pocketed his phone, and felt his shoulders ease.
Matt finally arrived seconds later with Vanessa and Sophie in tow. They were laughing over something, Ben couldn’t make out what and he tightened his grip on the strap of his backpack as they walked over towards him. It had been so long since he’d been attracted to someone and he could actually do something about it that for the first time all year he didn’t know what to do with himself around Sophie.
“The announcement’s out, congratulations.” He smiled with a relieved sigh, hoping it was the right thing to say.
“Thank- Wait already?” Sophie said quickly, and hurriedly went to check her phone. She let out her own sigh of relief when she saw the post on her screen, and beamed from ear to ear. “I was starting to wonder if yesterday had been one massive fever dream.” She puffed out her cheeks as she pocketed her phone, still smiling. “See you at the track.” There was a sparkle in her eyes that was impossible to miss as she clapped Ben on the shoulder and he hoped it had been intentional when she held her hand in place for a few moments longer than necessary.
“Yeah, see you.” He resisted the urge to watch her leave and turned to Matt instead. With his trainer happy that he had everything they walked out into the mild morning air and over to Ben’s rental car to make their own way to the circuit.
Benedikt did what he could to compartmentalise his newer feelings towards Sophie on the drive over. They were still friends, he hoped, and still competitors. There was every chance they might find each other on track on Sunday, and if anything was going to happen between them, he didn’t want it to affect their ability to race each other. He knew Sophie would feel the same way.
Once at the track Benedikt breezed through the turnstiles and greeted the awaiting photographers with a small wave and a wide smile, before carrying on his conversation with Matt about when they would be able to fit in their track run.
He walked into the engineer’s briefing five minutes early and as usual the room was quiet apart from the clacking of fingers on keyboards. Harry and his performance engineer Claudia had already arrived and Ben took his seat in between them, carefully putting on his radio headset. He opened his notebook at a fresh page, gave his ballpoint pen a firm click and wrote a header at the top in neat letters.
Just because Benedikt had won the last three races and had been victorious here last year didn’t mean that winning again on Sunday was guaranteed. He would put the work in, as he did every single session, to find every thousandth of lap time on the track.
Ben had realised early on in the season just how lucky he was to have a such a strong car, and he was determined to make the most of it. For the thrill of being able to call himself world champion, so that everyone in the race team and at the factory in Milton Keynes could say that their hard work and sleepless nights had paid off, so Benedikt could once again have the number 1 on his car for all to see.
Because he knew deep down, though didn’t want to admit it, that he wasn’t going to keep on winning forever.
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You’re bored one night and decide to annoy Matt during his daredevil watch and you get him to drop you off food and he eventually agrees bc crime is low and you just hear a crash on your fire escape and look to see a bag of your favorite food place and you send him a little thank you text
please this is so funny
"y/n. y/n. y/n." the monotonous female voice of his phone repeats over and over again. matt huffs, quickly cancelling the call and goes back to observing the neighbourhood.
his ears strain for a shout, a call for help, a gunshot, anything really. but it seems like the criminals of hell's kitchen have taken the night off. he sighs and sits down on the edge of the rooftop, his feet dangling in the air.
"y/n. y/n. y/n." his phone rings agains. matt answers with a frustrated growl, bringing the phone to his ear.
"finally!" you exclaim. "what's a girl gotta do to get matt murdock to answer his phone?"
"what do you want?" he goes straight to the point.
"what, no 'hello, sweetheart'? what happened to manners?"
matt inhales deeply, begging god to give him the patience he needs to deal with you. "i'm on patrol. this better be a matter of life and death."
"trust me, it is." he hears you fall against something, probably your bed. "i'm bored," you sigh.
he blinks, his fingers curling around his phone in disbelief. "you are bored," he repeats disbelievingly. "you've been calling non stop because you're bored." he scrubs his face with one hand. "read a book or watch a movie. i'm trying to do my job here."
"i thought you were a really good lawyer?" he can hear the amusement in your voice, he grinds his teeth. "besides, y'know bothering you is my favourite hobby. oh, will you punish me if i keep talking? i know that's your favourite hobby."
he says your name in warning, the sound spreading a warmth down to your core. you can't help yourself, it's too easy to play with him. "yes, sir?"
matt throws his head back and looks at the sky. was losing his eyesight not punishment enough, god? did he have to deal with you, too? "if you really don't need anything, i'm hanging up."
he brings his phone down and is about to end the call when he catches your shout of "wait!".
you sigh. "could you get me some food, please? i don't want to cook, and i'm so comfy here in bed."
"are you kidding me? you know i'm on patrol."
"it doesn't sound like there's much to patrol," you point out. "pleaaseee, matt. i'll even show you my thanks when you come back home," you sweet talk him.
he stays quiet for a few minutes, paying attention to the silent streets. there's no call for help, nothing. "fine," he says and hangs up, not before hearing your happy squeal and the mwuah! you give him through the phone.
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if matt had to rate his experience as daredevil in mc donalds, he'd give it 2 stars out of five. he had never heard someone as awkward as the cashier while taking his order, and never mind the confused voice of the girl who called his order number and saw a grown man in a red costume with horns coming out of his head step up.
the things he does for you.
he jumps from rooftop to rooftop to get to your apartment faster, then climbs down the fire escape stairs until he reaches your apartment. he leaves the bag on the windowsill and knocks on the glass, then climbs back up to your rooftop.
he waits, listens to you raise the window up and the crinkling of the paper bag as you take your food out. the smell of fried food fills his nostrils, and he listens to your heart pound a little faster when you see he got your favourite meal.
"thank you, matty," you speak to the air, knowing full well that he's listening to you.
with that, he stands and takes a deep breath to ground himself, then jumps to the next building and heads back to his usual patrol spot, his mind full of ideas for your punishment.
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ezra i woke up today and my brain chose violence by making me think about comforting matt when he's crying and calling him 'sweetheart' and the tenderness of it just makes him fall apart even more
now i'm just a ball of emotions 😃😫
i know nothing but pain
emily i am going to die just barely thinking about this oh my god this is sick and twisted but i'm ready
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"what happens when you realize that i'm right?" his voice is hesitant, guarded, and it gives you pause. matt murdock is the most sure man you've ever met in your life, but when you turn to look at him, it couldn't seem less true. his head is tilted towards the ground in a symbolic refusal to meet your eyes, and his hands twist around each other in stress.
"right about what?" he takes in a deep breath, letting it out through his teeth, and then another. finally he takes a step towards you, lifting his head to pin you in place under the intense gaze of his red glasses.
"when you realize that i'm no good for you, never have been."
"because of d or because of matt?" you get to see him flinch before you continue, insistent on making your point. "cause from where i'm standing d has done nothing wrong to me ever, but matt, he won't stop trying to push me away when i love him."
you'd never said the words before, not out loud, not with actual words and not just actions. now you take several steps forward, until you can lift up your hands to cradle his face between them.
"you really love me?" he whispers, voice small.
"i love you matthew murdock, i love you so much i'll print flyers. i'll print flyers and stand around outside and pass them out to every person that walks by. i'll shout it from the rooftops and wear it on a shirt if that's what it takes to convince you i'm telling the truth."
tears start to spill out from behind the lenses, streaming down his cheeks that are pulled apart in a grin and he lets out a watery laugh at your theatrics.
"listen," you pull his hand to your chest, pressing it into the skin, "feel. i love you sweetheart."
"truth." he says, before lurching forward to wrap around you, connecting his mouth with yours to kiss you breathless in his arms before he replies, "i love you too."
#matt murdock#matt murdock x reader#matt murdock x you#matt murdock fluff#matt murdock fic#daredevil#daredevil x reader#daredevil x you#daredevil fluff#ezra answers#ezra writes
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Blind trust
You're on a mission with Tony, Steve and Natasha to find a abandoned Hydra base because you hope to find some old files they left there. You and Natasha are on a team and Tony and Steve are on the other team. "Guys have you found anything yet?", you ask over your communicator.
"Not yet. Otherwise we'd have told you already", Tony answers.
"Right. Right. Sorry. It's just really frustrating looking for something that might not even exist", you reply. You wanted to say more but you hear a click
"Shit. Found it", you say before dodging a laser. "It's definitely here. And it looks like it still got active defence", you declare as you get up and try to get some dirt out of your clothes.
"That's good. Not the active defense part of course but the fact that it's there", Steve says "We'll be there in five minutes"
"Tasha and I'll start searching the base. Maybe we'll find something before you get here so we can leave as fast as possible", you explain your plan.
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It didn't take you long to get inside the base. Natasha destroyed most of the defence on your way in.
"Shouldn't be too hard to find anything here", Natasha mumbles
"You take the lower level and I'll look upstairs. Just hope we don't run into another trap or any Hydra agents", you tell Natasha and make your way to the upper level.
You turn off the communicator so you can talk to yourself.
"This base is huge. It'll take a while to search the whole thing. But if we find what we're looking for we can definitely take down some high ranking Hydra agents"
"Do you think so, sweetheart", a voice from behind you asks. You turn around but it's to dark for you to see anything. "Maybe we can help you find what you are looking for", the voice continues. It's a man. He's taller than you. Slight German accent. He's about five meters away from you. That's all you can say by just hearing his voice.
"Who are you?", you ask while trying to turn your communicator back on without him noticing.
He notices: "Your friends can't help you. It's too late, Liebling". You can hear the nasty grin on his face. Suddenly you hear footsteps behind you. You start sprinting towards the stairs. You managed to turn the communicator back on "Tony! Catch me on the west side of the building in 18 seconds!", you shout while running up the stairs. You have to trust him now. As you arrive at the rooftop you continue running towards the edge and just jump. Tony catches you before you can hit the ground.
" I knew you'd catch me", you whisper
"A little more time would be nice next time", he replies before putting you on the ground.
"Wow. You really trust him blindly", Steve says.
"Well I have to, don't I", you answer and smile at Tony
"What does that mean?", Steve asks confused.
"I'm blind. Well mostly. I can't see much. Just some vague shapes and colors", you explain to him.
"How didn't we know this? You don't seem to have any issues with it"
"Tony helps me a lot especially around the compound and the tower", you further explain "And the rest is just training and trusting all my other senses"
Natasha comes out of the building holding a USB stick "Just in case you forgot what our mission was", she says and hands the USB stick to Steve "I also had to fight some Hydra agents. Thanks for the help", her last sentence was clearly sarcastic.
"Sorry, Tasha. I wasn't prepared to fight anyone so I just ran-"
"and jumped off the roof like any sane person would do". More sarcasm.
"I knew Tony was gonna catch me".
You all leave and get back to the tower.
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Burnt Out
Bitches... (1, I love you all very much. 2, .... read 1) it's time for some angst...
And the start of me making poly relationship things-
Request away lol (I'm working on a request and small project chapters :) )
Warnings: Toxic Relationship, mentions scars, burns, Manga spoilers, swearing, emotionally abusive behavior, mentally abusive behavior, gaslighting(?) Let me know if I missed any!
You giggled as both men chased after you through the halls of the hotel. "(Y/N), you're wearing socks! You're going to- shit!" Niragi yelled after you, cursing when he saw you fall. You slipped down the stairs. You landed with a thud at the bottom. Tears filled your eyes at the pain, but you swallowed them back, standing up. You yelped, falling back to the floor. Chishiya stared down at you, kneeling besides you, squeezing your leg. "Ow! Shi-Shi, hurts," you whined, slapping his hand away. He glared up at you. "Maybe don't be stupid next time. I'm just trying to help you," he scoffed, going back to trying to find out what was wrong. "You don't have to be so mean to he-" "Shut up. You're dumber than her, you're the whole reason this happened anyways." He felt people stare, and stopped. "Take her back up to our room. I'll figure out what's wrong there," Chishiya stated, getting up, and walking away. You expected Niragi to yell after him, or repremand him for something, but we're met by silence. "Gi-Gi, you ok?" You whispered as he picked you up softly. He pressed a quick kiss to your forehead nodding.
"Niragi... this isn't the way back to our room," you said, noticing he was taking you the opposite way. "Clever girl," he praised with a smile. You laughed at his words. "I'm taking you to Ann. She has more equipment to help you. I'll get Chishiya after I take you to her though," he explained. You nodded.
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"And then it was like bam, then woosh, and like... wow!!" You exclaimed, trying to find the words to explain your game. Niragi laughed, patting the top of your head. "Sounds fun sweetheart. Tell me all about it after I take a shower," he said. You nodded with a smile, sitting on the edge of your bed. Chishiya had been on the bed, listening to your rambling. "Chishiya, I think it was really cool how you tried to-" you started. "Gods you're loud. Quiet down. And I know. I'm clever, after all. Neither of you would be here without me. Probably dead," he lectured. "But Chishiya, Niragi and I survived without you before we came to the Beach, remember? We were t-" you started, confused at his words. "I get it, he's your favorite out of us both! You make it so fucking obvious. I bet the only reason you wanted both of us is because you're an attention whore who needs multiple men to use her to feel good about herself. Shut up and let me sleep," he shouted. Tears filled your eyes as he turned away from you. Had you really shown favoritism? You didn't try to, if you had. You always made sure you tried to do things with both. Was he feeling left out? Is that why he was being a jerk?
Those were all thoughts running through your mind, not knowing that you weren't the problem. You had spent equal time with both, giving them equal attention. Chishiya just never wanted you around him.
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"(Y/N), come with me. Now," Chishiya ordered. Ten of Hearts. That was tonight's game. And you were terrified. He had pulled you away before anything got to out of hand. You thought that maybe he was trying to be nice. Maybe he had finally come around? Had you given him enough attention? "W-where's Niragi?" You asked, jogging to catch up with him. "Don't worry about him let's go."
You followed him around the whole time, watching as his hands quickly grabbed items. ''What are you making?" You asked, hoping he didn't snap at you. You feared his response. "Something to beat the game with. If you can't bring the witch to the fire, bring the fire to the witch," he said. You sighed in relief. He didn't yell at you, and you were happy about it. "Ok... so... you know who the witch is?" You questioned. "I have a hunch. Now stop asking questions," he stated. "So annoying..." you heard him mutter. You frowned, keeping your lips shut.
Following him up the stairs, you kept to yourself. You knew he wouldn't care about your thoughts. He might yell at you, or call you annoying. You didn't want to make him angry... He was just trying to protect you, right?
"Niragi!" You shouted happily, seeing he was at the rooftop. He wasn't dead. He looked over at you with a smirk. "Ah, so he did keep you safe. Where were you hiding?" He asked, picking up his gun from the floor. "There's many places for me to hide," Chishiya responded. You tried walking towards Niragi, but Chishiya grabbed your sleeve. You tugged at his hand, trying to get away. "Let me go," you said, struggling against him. "No."
The next few minutes went in a blur. All you remember was Chishiya and Niragi arguing a bit back and forth. You were so overwhelmed already, the game getting to you, and now your lovers were fighting. Cards flying, fire, screaming. You couldn't tell if it was your own scream or Niragi's, but it didn't matter.
"C-chishiya what the hell?! W-what?!" You yelled, shaking, stepping back from him. "Hmm... guess he wasn't the witch then,'' he stated, dropping the homemade flamethrower to the ground. He started picking up the cards on the floor. You however tried taking deep breaths, trying to calm yourself. You couldn't. Tears slipped off your face, hands scratching you your arms. You couldn't scream, couldn't talk, couldn't move. It was like you were living in a nightmare.
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There was more instances, of course, but you were so done with everything. Niragi was still alive, to your relief. After all that, he was alive. And that's all that mattered to you. Chishiya had been with you, and still was. Understandably, you were scared of him. Niragi was angry at him, but couldn't do anything about it.
"Look, just tell me I'm right, and we're fine," Chishiya stated bored of the conversation. Both you and Niragi were so tired of this. The constant fighting, gaslighting, and hateful words. Chishiya was just too prideful to admit he was wrong.
It was a relationship between you three. You and Niragi shouldn't be putting in all the work, while he didn't try. At the begin he had. He had tried to be a part of the relationship, giving you both kisses and hugs. Random bouts of energy at 3 am to go to a random room. It had all started slowly going down hill. He pushed you both away, but didn't want to leave. He never left, giving you hope that maybe he really loved you both, and just didn't know how to express it. He had told you about his parents, and you just always tried to excuse his behavior as his trauma, but it just got to a point where you couldn't anymore.
"You're right," you started. You saw him smirk, and continued. "We couldn't fix you," you said. Suddenly he wasn't so sure of where this was going. "You're right, we shouldn't have tried to. Your pride is what you're concerned about?" Niragi said. He was tired of dealing with this as well. All he wanted was to find someone who actually cared about him, and who showed it. He didn't want to be with someone who made him feel alone. You didn't make him feel alone... "I'm still right, he wo-" Chishiya started, getting ready to argue back and forth with you two until you finally gave into him. But that wasn't going to happen today.
"Is "you're right" really all you wanna hear right now?" You whimpered, sitting on your knees next to Niragi.
"Well, you're right, we should've walked away faster... should've know You would only break our hearts after we were already in love," You whispered. You were all hurt. Niragi had severe burns, and bullet wounds, Chishiya had bullet wounds as well. You had burns on your arms and legs, cuts and bruises adorned your (s/c) skin. Most of which Chishiya had caused when he put you in danger at games for his own gain. Or when he needed to test one of the weapons he made, you were his test subject. "Yeah, I guess I'm just not good enough for either of you then. All you two do is act scared of me like I'm the bad guy-"
"You're right, you aren't good enough," Niragi stated angrily, caughing up blood after. He winced in pain at the sudden movement. You felt tears fill your eyes, and shook them away. ''I kissed your scars even after you hurt me, and he held your hand, even when you fucking burned him-" you shouted angrily. "Do you know how embarrassing that was?" Niragi whispered, his voice hoarse and raspy.
"Oh, because it's all my fault?"
"Yeah! That's exactly what we're saying! When was the last time you actually tried acting like you liked us?"
''She's right. You agreed to be with us. This is just fucking embarrassing to be with somebody who hates us, and doesn't even try to hide it."
"I don't hate you two I-"
"Liar."
"We hoped things got better, we hoped that love could turn a monster into a man," you stated, getting angrier by him trying to defend himself. "But it doesn't and it won't
Because you're beyond repair
But there is still someone for her somewhere, who will treat her so nice, you'll wish that you did-" Niragi retorted to his words. He didn't hate you both? He sure did a horrible job at showing it. Niragi knew he would die with his injuries. You would live. You could find someone who would treat you better than either of them could. "For someone so smart you're so fucking stupid to think that we're really that dumb..." you interrupted Niragi. He was losing energy, and anytime he coughed you could tell it was so painful to him. "We love you, but we're done... Pretending this was gonna work... Pretending loving you didn't hurt... Pretending that it doesn't burn when you think you're always right..." Niragi ended. Those words were hard for him to say, and hard for you to realize. You three had just been pretending this was going to work after Chishiya started pushing you two away. You two tried so hard to stay with him, and tried so hard to fit all three of you together, that you didn't realize how much staying fucking hurt.
" 'Cause you're still stuck on your past...You hate him so much but you're just like your dad!!" You screamed, shouting the first thing that came to mind. It hurt him. That was a first. The first time someone's words hurt him. And you, (Y/N), his sweet (Y/N), said them. You could see the shock written all over his face when you said them, and it made you feel a bit bad. Niragi was secretly proud of you, but focused on the situation at hand. Tears feel from your eyes, and you cursed yourself. "(Y/N), I- I'm- I can't... I-" Chishiya stammered. For once, he was at a loss for words. You and Niragi had made him happy. He didn't feel alone with you two, and that scared him. So he tried to push you both away, scared of hurting either of you, but I'm the end, he hurt you more than he meant to. He tried, he really tried at the beginning, the feeling of being together with you two bringing him the feeling of love, understanding, and happiness he'd never felt. But he ruined that. He hurt himself in this instance, he hurt the people he loved, making them scared of him. He realized you were right. He was turning out to be just like his father. He didn't want that. He wanted to wake up, this was surely a nightmare. He would wake up and you would be squished in between him and Niragi. You would be playing with his hair, talking about your dream. You wouldn't be scared of him, and you would all be back at the beach. Like the 10 of hearts never happened. But he knew that was wishful thinking. This was real, and this was happening. Everything he used to laugh about people worrying about was happening to him right now. This was his karma. It had finally caught up to him.
"And I know, that you tried...Gave it all that you had," you whispered through tears. No. He couldn't let the one thing that made him happy slip through his fingers. But... he had to let you go. You wanted to leave. Niragi wanted to leave. It would be cruel to both of you to make you stay. So he stayed quiet. Did you really think he tried? That made him feel a tiny bit better. You thought he tried. That he tried to make things work. "And being a monster doesn't necessarily make you bad..." Niragi added quietly. He was a monster. The words he had said to not only you, but Niragi could back that up. Not just his words either. His actions. He was a horrible person to both of you. Why did he expect both of you to stay with him, when neither of you had anymore energy to put into the relationship.
"But...even if we could staple it back together now... we all know that you can't light a fire that's already burnt out," Chishiya whispered. You both looked up, shocked he was agreeing with you. Was he crying? Neither you nor Niragi had ever seen him cry. Niragi chuckled a bit, not at the fact that Chishiya was crying, but at the fact that this was what it took for him to care. "Fuck... it hurts," Chishiya muttered with a laugh. "My injuries hurt less than losing both of you... fuck... I-"
He was interrupted by a voice. The games were over. "Oh my gods... we can go home! I reject citizenship in the borderlands," you said. "Same. I don't want to stay here. Fuck that," Niragi stated. "I also reject citezenship of the borderlands. This is like a personal hell..." Chishiya muttered. A bright light obstructed your vision.
You walked on crutches into their hospital room with a smile. " 'M back!" You chirped. You had all been in an accident, as a lot of people that were currently in the hospital were. You didn't know why, but the seemed so familiar. You liked being around them, and constantly visited them. "Ah, finally a pleasant noise to hear," the blonde man complemented. You could hear the teasing tone directed towards the other man in the room. "I can't really help it can I? So... shaddup..." the other muttered. "My nurse told me... that my heart stopped... for a minute," you mentioned, sitting in a chair in between their beds careful to not hurt your legs more. They had burns and scars, nothing tho serious. "What a coincidence. Us too," Chishiya said. You nodded, humming in acknowledgement. "I um... I also... get released tomorrow..." you said sadly. "That's great (Y/N). You can head back to your home," Niragi said. You shook your head. "I wanna stay. I don't know why, but you two seem familiar to me. And... I want to know why... it feels like...I don't know how to explain it..." you stated. "I... I've felt that as well," Chishiya admitted. "Ok, good I'm not crazy then," Niragi joked, coughing slightly after. "Well... how about I come visit everyday until you both get released... then we can figure out why? Or get to know each other more? It feels like... I've loved you in a past life kinda thing. Silly of me to say, huh?" You giggled. "I think... we'd both enjoy that... and it's not silly, in fact, we've both been talking about it, and that's how we feel. About you, and each other. It's quite weird, I've never met either of you in my life. You're both rather attractive though," Chishiya said. Niragi snickered and you looked over at Chishiya, who's eats had turned red.
"I said that outloud, didn't I?"
"Yep."
"It's a good thing I find both of you attractive too, blondie."
"Hey, I think you're both cute too! Lemme join in on this!"
"Of course. Join in on it (Y/N)."
I couldn't let you guys be sad, I'm sorry-
Also, I'm going on a trip to Arizona this week, so there will probably not be many (or any) updates. Sorry, but I do hope you enjoy this!
#alice in borderland#niragi#chishiya#×reader#angst :)#i told you i was going to make Chishiya toxic#did i know i was going to take it that far? no#did i like how it turned out? kind of#honestly ive been getting better at angst#also ive been convinced by my friends to write for poly relationships#not that i didnt want to more like i didnt know if people would like that#but im open to writing about them#as you see#and dont worry there will be non toxic healthy relationship ones#yay!#Spotify
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The Battle Between Love and Fire-
Ivar the Boneless × Reader
Chapter Thirty-Two: Forever in Life & Forever in Valhalla
Chapter Thirty-one
Word Count 3.3k
Warnings: heavy angst, mentions of blood
Ivar's Pov:
I look up and I see my wife flying straight towards the castle. Hvitserk is riding fiercely beside my carriage while Ubbe is running with our army towards the gates of Wessex. I try to stay focused and stay strong but all I can think about is Y/n and her safety. She is four months pregnant and my heart is pounding in my chest, knowing how close she is to the castle. Hvitserk looks up as Neith flies overhead and he hisses.
"What is it, Hvitserk?"
Hvitserk "Jus-trying to stay focused. Where is his army?!" He shouted to me as we continued riding towards the gate. I look around and cannot see anyone coming from either side of us.
"Something is wrong." As soon as I said that, I heard Ubbe shouting once he reached the gate. I look ahead and I can see spears coming out of the castles rooftop, straight towards Y/n.
"Y/N!" I scream for her as the first spear pierces Ryuu. He screeches as it pierces his rough skin and I can hear Y/n scream for her boy.
Hvitserk "Y/N!" He screams for her as Ryuu gets targeted with more spears. As all of this is happening, the spears continue to shoot from the rooftops but they miss Neith and Eldr. The two dragons flame the rooftop, soon ending that attempt. I watch Ryuu slowly heading to the ground with my pregnant wife on his back in absolute terror. My life flashes before my eyes once I see him hit the ground. And what she said to me before we left for battle, comes to my mind: "Nothing is going to happen to me, my beloved. We have his weapons. There is no way he can win." Hvitserk hits his horse as hard as he could to make the horse go as fast as possible towards Y/n.
Ubbe "GO IVAR! I'LL WAIT FOR YOU, GO!" I agree and head for her. I fear what I will see once I get to her. Every possibility goes through my head but not what I actually saw.
Hvitserk dismounts his horse and runs to Ryuu who has more than five spears in his neck and body. It breaks his heart to see this dragon that he has come to love, dead before his eyes. Yes, this is heartbreaking, but Y/n's life is on the line. Where is she? When I get to Ryuu, I get out of the carriage and walk as fast as I could to where Hvitserk is standing.
"Hvitserk.." He does not respond, only falls to his knees and screams at the top of his lungs. I knew as soon as I heard my brother that she was gone. But I had to see her for myself. When I got to her, Y/n had a spear pierced in the center of her chest and half of Ryuu's body on top of her. Hvitserk is trying to pull her lifeless body out from underneath her dragon so that he can hold her. It feels like my soul has left my body and my heart has stopped beating. I try to walk to her but collapse to the ground in grief and agony. I break down and let my emotions take over as I scream out for my wife. Hvitserk grunts as he cries, endlessly trying to get her out.
"You're not going to be able, brother."
Hvitserk "WE'RE NOT LEAVING HER!" I cry out so loud that I cannot catch my breath. Everyone that I have ever loved, has died. What do I have to live for now? Minutes later, she is out from under Ryuu and is in my brother's arms. The spear is still in her chest when Ubbe joins us.
Ubbe "Ivar..no..NO!" He runs to Hvitserk and falls to his knees. He cups her cheeks in his hands, trying to wake her up but it is useless. He slowly takes the spear out of her chest and she begins to bleed profusely.
"She's gone! They-they are gone!" I try to talk again but I hear our men scream out. His army has been unleashed and the battle has officially begun. "I can't..I-"
Ubbe "Go, take her."
"I ca-...I can't carry her." I weep.
Hvitserk sniffles and picks Y/n up in his arms and places her in my carriage. A small blood trail slips from the corner of her lips. Hvitserk stops before me and pulls me into a hard embrace.
Hvitserk "If I don't return, just know that I am joined with her in Valhalla."
"Brother-"
Hvitserk "Go." He runs with Ubbe and I get into the carriage with Y/n. When I began to head for the boats, I hault. I look down at my dagger in my pocket and I take it in my right hand and look down at my wife.
I bend down and kiss her brow as the world burns around us, "I'll see you in Valhalla, my love." And without a moment to waste, I forced my dagger directly into my heart and woke up.
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When I awake, I bolt upright and start hyperventilating. I look next to me and I see my beautiful wife, sleeping peacefully beside me. I immediately break down into tears. That dream felt so vivid and so real that it amazes me that it was only a dream.
Y/n "Ivar?" Her voice raspy. I don't say anything, I just fall backwards against the bed and pull you into my chest and continue to sob. She holds onto me and lets me ride it out before she spoke to me.
Y/n "Hey..what is it? I have never seen you like this."
I snicker "I have cried many times but you were not awake to see it."
Y/n "Please talk to me, my love. You know that you can tell me anything."
I sniffle and take a huge deep breath before explaining my dream in full detail. Y/n listened intently and held my hand the entirety of the story.
Y/n "No wonder you woke up like this.."
I chuckle, "Yes. It felt so real I just...can't even express to you how grateful I am that it was only a dream."
Y/n "It was only a dream, Ivar. I'm okay, Ryuu is okay. The battle is not for a few more days. So do me a favor and breathe." I did not even realize that I was holding my breath as she spoke.
"I love you. I love you...I love-" she crashes her lips to mine to stop me babbling on. This kiss is what I needed to stay sane, to come back to reality and out of that nightmare.
Y/n pulls away, "And I love you, Ivar Lothbrok."
"Lothbrok...I'-I've never heard anyone call me that before."
Y/n "That is your name, my love. You are not boneless to me, so why should I call you boneless? To me, you are my husband and you are whole." My breath hitches and my throat starts to burn as tears fill my eyes. I have never loved any woman as much as I love Y/n. She is my absolute world, my best friend, my happiness, and my strength.
"You...you are incredible."
Y/n "As are you, beloved." I kiss her lips softly before she deepens it. My tears sook dry as she continues to kiss me. My hand finds her jawline and I begin to rub small circles on her soft, doll-like cheek.
Out of breath, "Can I?" She smirks as she giggles.
Y/n "If you wish, my king." That was all I needed to hear before I crawled towards the end of the bed to meet her core.
"Since I had that nightmare, I am taking my time tonight princess." I watch as her eyes roll to the back of her head once I kiss her. And she purrs for me to continue.
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You and Ivar end up spending the rest of the day in bed. Not even coming out to eat so maidens come in to bring food to us.
"Is everything alright, my king?" The girl asked.
Ivar "Ah yes, thank you." He said, taking the food from her.
"Anything I can do for you, my queen?"
"No sweetheart, thank you." She bows quickly before walking out of the chambers.
Ivar chuckles, "I wonder what my brother's are thinking."
"I don't know, nor do I care much to know. I am enjoying this time with my husband." He smiles and kisses your cheek as you take a bite of food.
Ivar "You know what we should do tonight?"
"Hmm?"
Ivar "Go to our place."
"At night?"
Ivar "Why not. We can start a fire and get warm by the waterfall."
I smile, "That sounds wonderful, my love."
Ivar "I think so too, princess. I just think that we need to go to our place today. It brings the both of us so much peace, am I right?"
"You are. What if we bring Ubbe and Torvi and Hvitserk! They can enjoy our place with us!" You got so excited at the thought and you can see Ivar crack a smile as his eyes start to sparkle.
Ivar "I think that would be fine, my sweet."
"Yay!" You clap your hands together and your husband laughed pretty hard, "I'm so excited!"
Ivar "I adore you so much." You gush and kiss his lips. They taste like ale and beef but you do not have a care in the world.
"I love you."
Ivar "Always."
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Hvitserk ends up knocking on your chamber doors, asking if you were both alright. Ivar allows him in and he sits on your side of the bed, next to you and holds your hand like he always does whenever he gets the chance.
Hvitserk "So what is it? Why haven't you two gotten out of bed, hmm?"
Ivar sighs and opens his mouth to speak, "I had a nightmare, Hvitserk. We just wanted to spend as much time together as possible today."
Hvitserk "What kind of nightmare?"
Ivar "I do not want to think about it any longer. So when I am ready to talk about it, I will tell you."
Hvitserk "It was that bad?" Ivar only nods, "was it a vision or only a nightmare?"
Ivar "A nightmare. Because the weapons that were in my dream, we have in our possession."
Hvitserk "It was of the battle.."
Ivar "Yes brother."
"Well let's not talk about this anymore. Ivar and I are going to our place tonight and we would like for you and Ubbe to join us." You squeeze his hand in excitement. He looks at Ivar before accepting this invitation or not.
Hvitserk "I would love to, Y/n. Ivar has only told me of its beauty so I look forward to seeing it for myself." You bounce up and down in bed and watch both of your boys burst out laughing. That is one of your talents, you see: distracting them from themselves with humor.
Hvitserk "I will go inform Ubbe and Torvi." He got up but before leaving, he kisses your forehead and then walks away.
Ivar "He seems excited."
"As he should be! It's a beautiful place, my love."
Ivar "I know. I am glad that it is ours."
"Me too, Ivar." He leans down and kisses your lips before getting out of bed himself. You can't help but admire your husband as he gets dressed. He is the perfect amount of muscle and beauty that he can take your breath away but only looking at him. You watch as he covers up his tattooed chest with his thick shirt for the wintery air and his legs with his armor so that he can stand without them giving out on him. You get out of bed to help him with the finishing touches of his armor because he can't put himself through the pain himself.
"I'm sorry, my love." You say as you secure his knees in place.
He grunts, "No no, don't apologize."
You sigh, "I hate having to hurt you like this.."
Ivar "You are not hurting me. Think of it this way, if you don't help me with my armor, then I will be in even more pain than I am in right now because I would have to crawl my way through the house."
"Well that helped me get through this.."
Ivar smiles, "And you help me get through everyday, my little princess." He caresses your cheek, "I love you more than anything else in this entire world, and do you know why?" You look deep into his eyes, waiting for him to continue. "Because you are my world. You and this little daughter of ours." He holds your belly and rubs it softly.
"We love you more than life itself, Ivar. You are our world too. Never forget that, okay? Promise me." When you said those few words, he got flashbacks from his nightmare and all of the moments that you were on your deathbed. His stomach turns in his gut and his hands start to shake. His eyes fall to the ground and he loses his sense to speak for a few moments.
"Ivar.. hey?" You raise his face with your hands.
Ivar "S-sorry..yes I promise." He staggered.
"You worry me, Ivar."
Ivar chuckles, "I must say, you worry me too."
"Why.."
Ivar "I have seen you die..I have seen you so beaten, so broken that you were unrecognizable. Do you understand how hard that was for me? To see my wife in so much pain and I couldn't do a thing to take it away from you? Y/n, you are the only person that keeps my heart beating! So yes, I worry about you. You are almost four months pregnant and are approaching battle.." your heart breaks in your chest, hearing the worry in his voice. So you decide to pull him into your arms and just hold him for a while. You do not know how long you held each other but it was a good amount of time.
"Our future is bright, my king. The gods are with us, always. So look at me," he looks into your eyes, "We both need each other to survive. You need me and I need you. So let's just try our hardest to live, and if we do not, then we will live forever in Valhalla."
Ivar lets a tear slip from his eye, "Is that our new saying, Forever in Life and Forever in Valhalla?"
You smile, "Yes it is." You lean in and kiss his lips.
Ivar "Now, let me dress you." You giggle and get off of his lap so that he can stand to help dress you. Being able to talk about life and death with your husband is one of the greatest gifts of this marriage. It is so simple and so easy.
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Ubbe and Torvi already have their furs on when you and Ivar get to the hall. Ivar holds your hand as you both approach them with his head held high.
Torvi "There you are!" She rushes over to hug you softly.
"My apologies..long morning."
Torvi "Do not apologize. I can't even tell you how many times Ubbe and I just stayed in bed and did nothing."
Ubbe "That is before we had little Ragnar, of course." He chuckles.
Ivar "Ah yes, that little monster..speaking of, where is my nephew huh?!"
Torvi smiles, "He's down for his nap." Ivar nods and puts the fur cloak around your shoulders.
Ubbe "I must say, I am surprised about the invitation."
Ivar "Well it is time for a little change so we would like to show you our place."
Torvi "We thank you, Ivar. We are excited."
Ivar "Where is Hvitserk, huh?"
Ubbe "Waiting by the horses. We should go, before it gets too dark to travel."
Ivar "Very good, lets go."
…
You sneak up behind Hvitserk and wrap your arms around his waist, shocking him a bit.
Hvitserk jolts, "Gods.."
"Gotcha!" You giggle. He turns around and picks you up, spinning you around for a second.
Hvitserk "Don't do that! I could've-"
"No you wouldn't have.."
Hvitserk sighs, "I love you, you know that."
"I do, and I love you too." You look up and get an idea when you see Neith.
Hvitserk "What?"
"I'm going to ride Neith to mine and Ivar's place."
Hvitserk "Okay, you sure? You can always ride with me or Ivar."
"I know, I want to. And Neith needs to fly, look at her!" He snickers and then looks at the dragon, flapping her wings up and down, begging to fly.
Hvitserk "Alright, go on. I'll see you there." He kisses your forehead and helps you onto Neith. Ivar watches you take off and asks Hvitserk why he let you go, so he explains why.
Ivar "Alright well she is going to beat us there..we must get going." They rush to follow you. Ivar looks up into the sky and screams, "That's my wife!" You look behind you and smile when you find him riding in his carriage. He is your biggest supporter and your biggest idol. You hum to yourself, then look ahead to find your place. It only takes you a few moments to reach your destination but it takes Ivar and the rest of them about 15 minutes. When they arrive, you smile.
"Slow pokes." You say, petting Neith's snout proudly.
Ubbe chuckles, "When you wish that you had your own dragon.."
"Never say never, brother." His face brightens up as he hears you. Ivar walks up to you and kisses your lips.
Ivar "You looked good up there, you know."
"I heard you too, that was sweet."
Ivar "Hey, I'm a proud husband."
"And I, a proud wife."
Torvi "Alright lovebirds, show us around!" You and Ivar gladly show Ubbe, Torvi and Hvitserk around your perfect place. Torvi's mouth was ajar the entire time. Ubbe was so fascinated and Hvitserk just had a huge smile on his face, seeing you so happy.
Ubbe "No wonder you came here all the time, Ivar. It's perfect." Ivar smiles as he wraps his arms around your waist.
Torvi "I've never seen such a beautiful place."
Hvitserk "You have to take your daughter here, Y/n. She's going to love it."
"Oh I will. She will grow up in this peaceful place and one day she will find her own place with her love." You look up at Ivar from behind. He gushes and kisses your cheek.
Torvi "I love seeing you two." Ivar chuckles.
Ubbe "She's right, brother. We've never seen you so happy."
Ivar "Thank you Ubbe." He pats his brother on the shoulder before leaving to gather wood for a fire. Hvitserk helps Torvi find the perfect place for it while you and Ivar relax by the waterfall.
Ivar "You had a good idea bringing them here, my love."
"Thank you. I knew that they would love it."
Ivar "I can't wait to bring our little princess here one day."
"Yeah." You look down and rub your belly. Neith looks at you and squeaks. "We love you too." She blinks, then lays her head down on her paw to rest for a bit.
Ivar "So this is what a happy life looks like?"
"Yes it is."
The night ends with you all sitting by the fire, talking and laughing. It made you realize how grateful you are for this new life that the gods gave to you. Everything will be okay, everything will be perfect.
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M.I.N.E ch.8
SUMMARY:Y/N was looking for a change in her life. so she moved to Korea with her best friends. She was a makeup artist and her friend, while taking all her makeup photos, put together a portfolio and sent it to Big Hit. Where Hoseok saw her and just had to make her his.Will he make it happen?
WARNINGS: mentions of drinking, a drunk y/n, pretty chill chapter otherwise.
A/N: hello loves!! how is everyone? I hope you all are okay. also I hope those of you who are reading are understanding of this story and the fact its not direct smut.... there will plenty of it later on in the story, I’m still in the writing process but I’m chapters ahead of what y'all are seeing. It’s gonna be kinda long, the number of chapters you see in my materlist is not the number of chapter that will be written there will be more. (unless this is a finished story by the time you see this.) anyway enjoy loves....
Y/N POV
"OMG Y/N you look amazing."
"Thanks Cheyenne."
Turning around to give yourself one last look in the mirror before Hoseok arrived. You decided to keep it simple yet looking as breathtaking as possible. You wore a simple black dress that came off your shoulders and stopped right at your knees. It hugged the curves of your body perfectly. And wearing a pair of black heels to match with the dress. The heels tied up around your ankle making your legs look even better than they have been before. Your hair was down and you had light curls to add a little definition to your hair. Your makeup was light and natural. A soft brown Smokey eye to contrast with your black dress and red lipstick. Just to add a pop of color like you always like to do.
Just as you were walking back to your room to get your purse you heard a knock at the door then you heard your friend call your name. Taking a deep breath and adding one more spray of perfume for measure you walked out your room and into the living room. Looking up and stopping in your tracks as soon as your eyes land on Hoseok.
He was wearing black dress pants that perfectly hugged his thighs and he was wearing a black button up shirt with the first two buttons undone. Then you met his eyes. He looked at you with both shock and lust in his eyes. Making you blush. Before it could get any more tense you decided to speak up first.
"Shall we get going?"
"Y-yes we should we don't want to be late."
Reaching out to take your hand you gave him a small smile before putting your hand into his and walking out the door closing it behind you just as your friend shouts through the door
"USE PROTECTION Y/N!!!"
Hoseok let out a small chuckle and you felt your face grow red. Hoseok led you to his car and opened the door for you waiting for you to step in before he closed the door and walked around to the other side and got in. As he sat in his seat and closed his door he placed a hand on your thigh. The warmth of his hand sends a chill throughout your body. He leaned in close to you and whispered lowly into your ear.
"Don't worry sweetheart, we won't do anything you don't want to do."
All you could do was let out a small whimper as you felt the warmth of his breath hit your ear. Giving you a small smirk and sitting back into his seat he started the car and back out the driveway.
"Should probably start driving now, don't wanna miss the reservation."
The entire ride to the restaurant was quiet. But it was a comfortable quiet. The radio playing low music. Hoseok also kept his hand on your thigh the whole ride. Letting the warmth of his hand take over your thoughts as so many ran through your head. Right back to when he had to hold on top of the vanity in the makeup room kissing you and running his hands along your thigh up your dress. Then you felt Hoseok slightly squeeze your thigh pulling you out of your thoughts.
"We're here Y/n."
"O-okay."
Taking off your seatbelt you reach over to open your door but just as you touched the handle Hoseok grabbed your other hand and pulled you closer to him.
"What are you doing?"
"I-I'm opening t-the door?"
"No. I'll open it for you."
Opening his own door he grabbed his jacket and pulled it over his arms before closing his door and walking around to open yours. Reaching out his hand for you to take he helped you out of the car before stepping close and grabbing you by your waist. Closing the car door and lightly pushing you up against the car before whispering in your ear slowly.
"When you're with me you don't have to open the car door because I will always open it for you."
He pulled back and looked you in your eyes and gave you a small smile.
"Understand?"
You nodded your head telling him you understood but that wasn't enough for him because without warning he grabbed your ass and pulled your body against his before speaking again.
"I want to hear you say yes Y/n. Do you understand?"
Looking at him in the eyes feeling your knees slightly give out under his intense stare he was giving you you nodded your head and started speaking low enough for it to be a whisper.
"Y-yes I understand."
"Good. Now let's go eat."
Grabbing your hand he gave you a smile and led you into the restaurant ,the fast mood changes giving you whiplash. As soon as you walked through the door the lady at the front desk greeted you and Hoseok.
"Good evening may I have the name for your reservation please."
Hoseok gives her a small smile before answering.
"J-Hope."
She looks down at the paper In front of her to look for his name.
"Oh yes Mr. Jung you have the rooftop table. Right this way please."
She grabs two menus and starts leading you to the rooftop.
As you're walking you slightly squeeze Hoseok's hand to get his attention. When he looks at you you almost freeze with how he looks at you.
"You got us a rooftop table?"
He gives you a small smile before he pulls you closer to whisper in your ear as he answers you.
"Yes I did because it's more private then sitting in the main dining room and I thought this would be a better way to get to know you."
As you make your way to the table the lady from the front desk sets down your menus and tells you a waiter will be with you in a moment. Hoseok pulls out your chair for you. As you sit down you give him a small thank you before he sits across from you. He looks at you for a moment before he starts speaking.
"Do you drink Y/n?"
"Yes, a little."
"Do you like white wine or red?"
"White if that's okay with you."
"Whatever you want to drink I'm fine with."
Just as he finishes his sentence the waiter comes over to greet you and ask for your drink orders. Hoseok tells him that you will have a bottle of white wine. The waiter writes it down and says he will be back for the food order. As you look at the menu in front of you you can see Hoseok looking at you with his unopened menu in front of him.
"Hoseok.. are you going to at least look at your menu?"
"Mm~ I would but I already see what I would like to have for dinner."
After he said that you could feel your whole face heat up and all you could do was cover your face with the menu. Across from you you could hear Hoseok let a low chuckle.
"You're cute when you blush."
Just then the waiter came back with the wine and poured some into both your glasses. Once he was done you gave him your orders and took a sip of the wine to calm your nerves. Still thinking about the words Hoseok had said to you, your dream from a few days ago came running back through your mind. And you couldn’t help but blush.
“What’s got you blushing now? I didn’t even say anything to you yet.”
“O-oh it’s nothing, I was just thinking about something.”
“Well, tell me about yourself. What made you come to korea?”
“Oh well, america is nice and all but me and my friends wanted a fresh start. So me and my friend Cheyenne moved here 4 years ago to start over. Then we convinced our friend Ant to move here, and he’s been here for about 2 years now.”
“Oh, are those your only friends?”
“No I have another, her name is Jayda, but she only comes to visit from Finland.”
After a few more minutes of just talking and getting to know each other the food finally arrives and you both start eating and talking more. The conversation flowing smoothly as if it came naturally for the both of you.
AFTER DINNER....
As Hoseok paid for the dinner you finished off the last of the wine in your glass drinking half the bottle by yourself as Hoseok was driving and didn't want to have any.
On your way back to the car you stumbled a little bit feeling a bit tipsy. Hoseok caught you before you could fall by your waist and pulled you close to him.
"Maybe I shouldn't have let you drink so much tonight."
You giggled at him and held onto him for support.
"N-no I didn't drink a lot. I'm just a lightweight when it comes to drinking, that’s all."
Hoseok let out a small chuckle. Laughing at you as he led you back to the car and opened the door for you. Helping you into the car before walking around and getting into the car himself.
"Since you are a light drinker, remind me to not leave you alone with Jimin and Yoongi hyung when alcohol is involved then."
Driving off from the restaurant Hoseok looked over at you and noticed you 're slowly drifting off to sleep as he drove. Smiling to himself he just drove and he let you sleep.
After a while he had finally arrived at your apartment. Looking over at your sleeping figure he let out a small sigh.
"If only I could bring you home with me. Damn maybe I shouldn't have let you drink so much. I can't wait to mark up your beautiful body."
Getting out his car and walking around to your door he opened the door and unbuckled your seat belt. Lightly tapping you he tried waking you up.
"Y/n...... y/n wake up baby girl."
Nothing.
"Damn she's probably out cold."
Carefully reaching over you he grabbed your purse quickly looking through for your keys. After finding them he grabbed your purse and picked you up bridal style hoping to not wake you. Lucky he didn't. Closing the door of his car with his foot he quickly walked up the stairs to your apartment. Quickly switching the way he was holding you so your legs were wrapped around his waist and you hung on him like a kola you snuggled into him and he let out a chuckle admiring how cute you were. He unlocked your door and walked in closing the door behind him. He went down the hall to a bedroom. Hoping it was yours. He laid you down on the bed and set your purse down before putting your keys back into it.
He quickly looked around the room for something to take your makeup off you. Finding a pack of makeup wipes he removed your makeup. Not being sure if he was in the right room or not he decided to leave you in your dress. Looking for a piece of paper and a pen he wrote you a note before he set it under your purse for when you woke up. He gave you a kiss on your forehead and left
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➳Midnights
Jaehyun Imagine
You go out and sit on the table outside your rooftop house, waiting for jaehyun. You were deep in your thoughts when the smell of pizza brought you back to reality. You see your boyfriend make his way to you with a sleepy look on his face. His face immediately lights up at your sight, giving you a bright smile.
"Thankyouuuu and sorryyyyy", you pout making him chuckle and peck your lips. You blush deeply making him laugh even harder. You lightly slap his shoulder taking the pizza from his hands. "You know this is very unhealthy right?", he asks you making you frown. "I didn't have dinner." you say softly making him sigh.
"You worry me too much, sweetheart", he says as he hugs your side. "Promise me you will not skip any meals anymore, please", he says and you turn to look at him. "You know it's not my fault, all the work is getting hectic ", you rest your head on his shoulder, slightly sighing. A silence falls as you munch on your pizza involuntarily moaning at the taste.
Jaehyun stiffens next to you and you giggle realizing the situation. You pinch his nose slightly and lay your head back on his shoulder. "You know you are the most attractive when you eat, y/n?", he asks making you wonder why. You look at him confused and lift you head as a motion of asking why. "Because your mouth is shut", he says with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Your eyes widen and you gulp down your food and swiftly turn to face him and shout "Yah-" he immediately places a soft kiss on your lips.
You blush and hide your face in the crook of his neck and mumble "why am I dating you, oh god". Jaehyun interlaces your fingers together and softly rubs his thumb on the back of your palm. "I'll bring you dinner whenever I can. I can't live with the thought of the love of my life skipping meals" he says and you wrap your arms around him.
You stay there for a while, sleep kicking in. He picks you up, making you wrap your legs around him, carrying you to your bed. He gently places you on your bed, kissing your forehead as he says "goodnight, sweetheart."
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