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austinshotbutlers · 1 year

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The Wedding Date

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Fem!BAU!Reader

Summary: Your sister’s wedding is approaching fast and the thought of showing your boyfriend off to your family and your ex-boyfriend seems like a very appealing idea. The only problem is… you don’t have a boyfriend. Luckily your stony faced, serious, sexy boss has agreed to be your fake boyfriend for the weekend. What could possibly go wrong?

Word count: 3.8k

TW: Mentions of sex but no actual smut, swear words, bad writing? LOL

A/N: AHHHH! My first fic on here! This is based on the 2005 film of the same title. I literally love this film and I love the idea of Hotch posing as your fake boyfriend. Would anyone be up for a part 2?

The clock read 18:34. You should have finished 34 minutes ago. Everyone had gone home the minute the clock hit 6, the first day all week that the BAU had finished at a reasonable hour. Yet here you were, staring at the words ‘requested vacation confirmed’ which seemed to taunt you through the screen of your computer. It was all booked now, no going back. There was now no excuse for you not to go to your sister’s wedding next week. You sighed frustratedly before closing the tab and continuing with filing case reports that could definitely be saved for tomorrow but you didn’t want to go home, not just yet.

You typed aggressively at your keyboard. The thought of seeing your ex at your sister’s wedding made you more frustrated by the minute. How could she do this to you? Marry your ex-boyfriend’s best friend. Agree to your ex-boyfriend being the best man when you’re the maid of honour? Your fingers hit the keyboard harder and harder before the ringing of your phone drew you from your thoughts. You picked it up and saw it was your mom. You took a deep breath before answering.

“Hi mom,” you said in your best fake happy voice.

“Hi sweetie! Just checking that your vacation has been approved for the big day.” She said over cheerily.

“Yeah mom its all…” you hesitated. “It’s all been approved and confirmed. You can tell Sarah I’m officially ready for maid of honour duties.”

“Oh that’s perfect.” Your mom said with a hint of relief in her voice. “I thought that silly job of yours would try and deny your vacation.”

You rolled your eyes as she once again ridiculed your job. She hated the idea of you chasing serial killers and rapists and every other sick bastard out there. She much preferred the idea of you having a more traditional 9-5, like your younger sister who was oh-so-perfect. Your mom was never a fan of your interest in murder and psychology and profiling when you were in high school. She was even less of a fan when she found out you were doing criminology and psychology at college. Then, when you went on to get your job working for the FBI’s Behavioural Analysis Unit, she expressed a dislike towards your career path choice but she did try to be interested in your work.

“Anyway, I just had some questions about your plus one.” Your mom said, getting back on track to the wedding. “Am I right in thinking you’re not bringing anyone?”

Before you could even think and stop yourself, the words came flying out of your mouth. “No mom… I’m actually bringing my boyfriend.”

‘Boyfriend?! What boyfriend?’ You frantically thought as you ran a hand through your hair.

“Oh honey, I didn’t know you had a boyfriend.” Your mom sounded surprised. “Shall I add him to the guest list then?”

“Yes! Well, actually I need to check he can still come and I’ll get straight back you. Bye mom!”

“Oh…ok, bye sweetie” she said before you immediately hung up.

You put the phone down onto the desk and whispered ‘oh god’ under your breath. What were you going to do? How were your going to magically find a boyfriend to take to meet your family in less than a week? You stood up abruptly and turned around to be face to face to none other than Aaron Hotchner.

“Oh my god!” You exclaimed. “How much of that did you hear?” ***

Hotch signed his last case file report for the night and looked out his office window to see you sat at your desk. That stern look of concentration on your face that he found adorable as you typed at your computer. The rest of the team had gone home nearly 40 minutes ago yet you were still here. Why were you still here?

He turned back to his desk and started filing away the forms he had been reading and signing nearly all day and then turned to his computer to check his last few emails for the day. One in particular caught his eye that read your name in bold capitals. He clicked on it curiously and skimmed the contents which highlighted that you had been granted 5 days vacation time.

‘It’s good,’ he thought to himself as he packed away his papers and shut his computer down. You never used your vacation days so he’s glad you’re actually taking a break for once. He picked up his coat and headed towards the door of his office. He opened it and flicked the light switch of his office off and began walking down the stairs into the bullpen.

“No mom. I’m actually bringing my boyfriend.” Hotch heard you say into your phone and he faltered in his steps. ‘Boyfriend?’ He questioned. You had never mentioned a boyfriend before. He watched as you ran a hand through your hair, something you only do when you’re stressed or frustrated he noticed.

“Yes! Well, actually I need to check he can still come and I’ll get straight back you. Bye mom!” You said very quickly and hung up the phone. You placed the mobile device down onto your desk and paused before standing up and beginning to get ready to go home. You began to turn around and Hotch panicked. He had no time to move before you were standing face to face.

“Oh my god!” You exclaimed. “How much of that did you hear?”

“Enough to know you’re taking your boyfriend somewhere.” He replied and you cringed. “I’m sorry,” Hotch continued. “I really didn’t mean to intrude on your phone call.”

“Hotch it’s fine. Honestly!” You said to him and you could visibly see the tension leave his body. “It’s just a shame said boyfriend doesn’t exist.” You added. Oh god, were you really about to spill your guts to your boss?

“I’m sorry?” Hotch replied with a hint of confusion in his tone. Your face visibly cringed at his confusion and Aaron felt his heart squeeze a little at how adorable it was.

“I uh… I don’t actually have a boyfriend. I’ve just said it to make everyone think I’m seeing someone without thinking about the consequences.” You said and you watched Hocth’s eyebrows raise which prompted you to go on. “I can’t believe I’m telling you all this. I really shouldn’t be burdening you with my inability to face my ex at my sister’s wedding.”

Now Aaron was really intrigued. “You can tell me but don’t feel like you have to. I know better than anyone that sometimes we want to keep personal matters to ourselves and away from work.”

You smiled at him, just his voice calming your nerves as you prepared to tell him everything. “So my ex is the best man at my sister’s wedding next week and I haven’t seen him in nearly two years. The day he dumped me, everyone thought he was going to propose and instead of a diamond ring, I ended up with a broken heart.” You cringed at your own words. “Sorry that was so cliché but I’m just dreading seeing him there and with his new girlfriend too. I don’t want him to see me still single, I don’t want him to see I haven’t moved on.”

Aaron listened intently to what you had to say. How could anyone dump you? You were beautiful, intelligent, funny. You were just perfect.

“My family haven’t mentioned him much, they all know it’s a fragile situation but just then, on the phone to my mom, her assuming I didn’t have a plus one just made me snap and before I could stop myself, I was telling her I was bringing a boyfriend.” You collapsed back down onto your desk chair, defeated. “And now I have to find someone to be my boyfriend.”

Aaron didn’t think, which was unusual for him, before he said “I’ll do it.”

You looked at him in shock. “What?”

He suddenly realised what he just said and hesitated before continuing to say “I’ll come to the wedding with you.”

“Hotch… no I couldn’t ask that of you.” You replied shaking your head. “You can’t leave Jack for 5 days. Also will you be able to get the time off? No I really can’t let you do this.”

“Y/N,” Aaron interrupted you. “I’m happy to help.”

You paused to think about it… it definitely would be you best option considering your predicament. But could you really spend 5 days with your boss pretending to be a couple? Your stoic, grumpy, handsome boss who you most definitely have a stupid, school girl crush on. You looked back up at him and locked your eyes with his before the word ‘Ok’ left your lips.

“Ok, lets do it. You pretend to be my boyfriend and I will spend the rest of my time at the BAU making it up to you.” You joke.

Aaron laughs lightly. “You don’t have to make up for anything. I want to help you out.”

***

You quickly unlocked the front door to your apartment and threw your bag down as you entered. You were now a woman on a mission. A mission to find the biggest wine glass in your apartment. You cracked open a new bottle of wine and poured a tall glass, drinking almost all of it in one gulp. What the hell had you just agreed to do? You grabbed your phone and texted the one person who you knew you could tell.

7: 48PM | Y/N L/N: SOS!!! Just agreed to do something truly insane.

7:49PM | Emily Prentiss: Uh-Oh this doesn’t sound good. What’s up?

7:51PM | Y/N L/N: Hotch may have heard a whole conversation with my mother and to cut a long story short, he is coming to my sister’s wedding pretending to be my boyfriend :/

You awaited Emily’s reply. What the fuck was she going to think?

7:55PM |Emily Prentiss: Sorry, I needed time to process what I just read. What the fuck? Are you actually insane?

7:56PM | Y/N L/N: Today officially confirmed my insanity. How the hell am I going to spend 5 days pretending to be in love with him?

7:58PM | Emily Prentiss: I mean it’s not going to be hard. You’ve been crushing on Hotch for like 6 months now. I’ve also had my suspicions that Hotch liked you and today definitely confirms that Hotch is so in love with you.

You couldn’t believe what Emily had just said, could Hotch really be in love with you? No, surely not.

8:01PM | Y/N L/N: Are you joking? Hotch does NOT have a crush on me. He’s a grown man, he doesn’t have silly crushes. And he said he was doing it to help me and I believe that.

8:03PM | Emily Prentiss: Ok, keep telling yourself that but when you both end up head over heels for one another, don’t get angry when I say I told you so.

You just rolled your eyes at her last text, picking up your wine glass to down the last little sip you had left. Now, you had to call your mom back to tell her the good news that your boyfriend was definitely coming to the wedding. Reluctantly dialling her number, you waited as it rung.

“Hi sweetheart, calling back to tell me your boyfriend is coming?” She asked immediately after answering.

“Yeah I am. He’s all set to come so add him down onto the guest list.” You replied. “I guess we will be seeing you next week then.”

“Don’t sound too excited.” Your mom teased. “I’m excited to meet this boyfriend now.”

“Ok, I better go mom, my…. My dinner is burning.” You lied. “I’ll see you next week, bye.”

Your mom barely had time to mutter the word ‘bye’ before you had hung up. You placed your phone down on the table and picked the bottle of win up, pouring more into your glass. You sipped at it more slowly than your first glass, absentmindedly playing with the hem of your skirt as you nursed the dark red liquid. It was going to be a long week.

***

You saw him standing at the gate as you rushed through the airport terminal to meet Aaron. He appeared to visibly relax the moment he saw you as you rushed frantically through the airport with your carry on slung over your shoulder.

“Shit! Sorry I’m so late!” You exclaimed as you finally reached him. “My alarm didn’t go off and then I lost my boarding pass. Sorry for making you check in and go through security by yourself.”

“Don’t worry about it. You’re here now.” He smiled. “Here let me take your bag.” Aaron reached his arm out and took the heavy carry on from your shoulder.

“Oh you really don’t have to carry it for me.” You blushed a little, in awe of how gentlemanly he is. “Thank you though. Are you sure it’s not to heavy?”

Aaron laughed. “Trust me Y/N, it’s fine.” He looked around to the gate and saw people beginning to queue up. “Come on, we better get ready to board.”

“Thank you again for agreeing to do this.” You said to him as you joined the queue. “It’s really helped me out, I really appreciate it.”

“Of course, anything to help a friend in need.” Aaron replied. “So, anything I really need to know before we land in LA?”

“Just that my family are insane.” You joke and Aaron laughed lightly. “But my mom will definitely ask you about 50 questions as soon as she meets you so maybe lets set up our story. Where did we meet?”

“Easy, just tell them how we actually met for the first time.” Aaron said with a smile.

You blush a little remembering your first day at the BAU. “But it’s so embarrassing!”

Aaron laughs as you move up the queue and reach the desk, handing over your boarding passes and passports. The flight attendants speedily checked everything and set you on your way to board the plane. Aaron carefully placed your carry on in the overhead locker before doing the same with his own.

“My parents certainly spared no expense.” You said as you sat down, revelling in the luxury of first class. “I think my dad has paid for all of Sarah’s wedding.” You try to refrain from rolling your eyes.

“Are you looking forward to going home?” Aaron asked as he buckled his seatbelt.

“I guess I’m excited to see my family, it has been nearly two years since I last saw them. After Luke dumped me… I kinda just left everyone in radio silence.” You took a deep breath. “I guess I just needed time to…”

“Heal.” Aaron finished your sentence, a tone of understanding in his voice.

You look him straight in the eyes and see a glimmer of hurt beneath his understanding. “Yeah… I mean we were together 5 years and he just ended it. Just like that.” You sighed before looking away from Aaron. “It’s just been difficult… blah enough of me complaining.” You mentally told yourself off. Who were you to complain? And to Aaron Hotchner of all people. The man who had been through what he had. You needed to stop.

***

Aaron pushed the trolley with all your suitcases piled on through the doors of the airport as you stepped out into the air of LA. You missed spending you summers here, it did feel nice to be home.

“My mom and dad said they’d pick us up. They should be somewhere.” You said to Aaron as you tried to look around for them. Suddenly, you saw them making their way over to the two of you excitedly. “Oh sweet Jesus.” You muttered to yourself.

“Oh my goodness! You’re finally back home!” Your mom squealed as she grabbed you and pulled you into a tight hug. “It’s been too long sweetie. I’m so happy you’re here.”

“Come on now Y/M/N, let me give my daughter a hug.” Your dad said as he tried to pry you from your mother’s suffocating embrace. “How is my buddy?”

You pulled a face at the nickname your dad hadn’t used since you were 12. “Dad I’m not 12 anymore.” You laughed and hugged him back. “I’ve missed you though.”

Aaron watched in awe as your parents made a fuss of you, something he never had when he was growing up but always said he would do for his own children. And once all the excitement had calmed down, both your mom and dad turned to face him.

“Oh my Y/N, he’s very handsome.” Your mom whispered a little too loud.

“This is my boyfriend Aaron.” You smiled as you moved to stand at his side, wrapping an arm round his back as Aaron moved his arm to sit round your waist.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr and Mrs Y/L/N.” Aaron leaned forward to shake your dad’s hand but your mom slapped it away.

“There’s no need for such formalities Aaron!” She said. “It’s lovely to meet you! Although, I didn’t know you existed.” And she yanked Aaron in for one of her suffocating hugs.

“Mom you’re going to scare him away!” You said frustratedly and she let aaron go, letting him come and stand back by your side.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, you all headed to the car. Aaron helped your dad pile all the suitcases in the trunk before he came and joined you in the back of the car, taking your hand in his. The drive was wonderful, being able to take in all the things you missed about LA while living in Washington.

“So Aaron, what do you do?” Your dad asked as he drove.

“I work at the BAU with Y/N. I’m the Unit Chief.” He replied, your hand still held tightly in his.

“Does that mean you’re her boss?” Your mom interjected.

“I am the leader of the BAU team but there are more people above me such as our Section Chief. But technically yes, I suppose I am Y/N’s boss.”

“Trust me though when I say no favouritism goes on in the BAU. He still bites my ass off if I step out of line.” You joke and your parents chuckled.

The conversation flowed well between your parents and Aaron, much to your relief and before you knew it, your dad was pulling into your driveway. You smiled as you took in your family home that you had missed.

“Home sweet home.” Your dad said as he turned the engine off and the unanimous sound of seatbelts unbuckling filled the car. You all began to climb out and Aaron immediately started lifting the bags out the trunk. You walked round to help him and cringed seeing all your suitcases.

“For someone who always has the smallest go bag, you packed a lot for this trip.” Aaron laughed as he placed down your last suitcase.

“Yeah I may have overpacked just a little.” You giggled and settled on carrying the smallest of all your bags into the house. Both you and aaron trekked up the stairs to your bedroom which you hadn’t stayed in in years.

“Wow mom. You really didn’t change a thing huh?” You muttered as you looked around the childhood bedroom. Pink walls blasting in your face, a Top Gun poster of the shirtless volleyball scene, magazine cuttings of Madonna in the 90s and a random A3 poster of George Clooney in his scrubs from ER. Aaron placed the last of the bags down and took in the obnoxiously decorated room.

“Please don’t tell me you’re going to profile me based on my ill-taste in room decorating.” You laughed and Aaron laughed with you.

“It’s… it’s just not what I was expecting.” He said, once again looking around.

“And what were you expecting Agent Hotchner?” You teased.

“I guess I’m just shocked by the hot pink walls. I might have to put my sunglasses on.”

You lightly punched his arm which Aaron found adorable. “Shut up. It’s not that bright.” You rolled your eyes.

Suddenly, your phone buzzed and you picked it out your pocket.

3:36PM | Emily Prentiss: How’s it going? I’m guessing you’re in LA now.

You turned slightly so Aaron couldn’t see your phone even though he was busy unpacking.

3:38PM | Y/N L/N: It’s going surprisingly well. Everything has gone well with my parents. Only downside is that I’m having to subject Aaron to my awfully decorated room.

3:39PM | Emily Prentiss: Oooh it’s Aaron now is it?

3:41PM | Y/N L/N: Oh shut up. I have to go because we have to get ready for my sister’s engagement party. Kill me now. Hopefully I don’t see he who must not be named.

3:42PM | Emily Prentiss: Good luck and if in doubt, just make out with Hotch… or should I say Aaron?

You shook your head at her last text. Emily was loving your predicament a little too much. You turned back to Aaron, who was still busy unpacking, and your cheeks flushed a little at just how good he looked in his polo shirt, his arms flexing as he moved a suitcase. He then caught you looking at him.

“Is everything ok?” He asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

You snapped out of your school girl crush haze and focused your full attention to his questions. “Yes! Just my sister checking in, making sure we’re here and getting ready for the engagement party.”

“What time is the party?”

“5:30! So we have just under two hours to get ready. God, I better start unpacking to hunt down my dress and makeup.” You groaned.

As you began unzipping your cases and searching for everything you needed for the night, thoughts flooded your head.

Was this façade crazy? Yes. Yes it was.

Will this engagement party go smoothly? Probably not.

Is Luke still going to be a total dick? Oh most definitely.

Are you going to fall in love with Aaron?

‘Am I going to fall in love with Aaron?’ You thought once more and looked back over at him, sorting out his suit for tonight. Taking so much care to not disturb any of the clutter in your room, giving you the space you need to get ready, being just so… Aaron Hotchner, so perfect…

You were so fucked.

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Part Two

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ozlex · 2 years

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I want to be fucked in the most sluttiest way possible by everyone in devildom (minus luke!) so here’s how I want it to go if it ever did happen!☺️

“O-oh fuck~!! Y-yeah~!! A-Ahhhn~!!! H-hah~!!” I moaned loudly as barbatos slammed into me. God he was so hot on top of me. The way he knew exactly what I liked make it so much more hotter.. He knew I liked to be fucked nice and deep. So he would always shove every last inch of his cock in my hole. He started pounding harder and harder each minute giving me no time to gain any stamina. “F-Fuck yes! P-pound me j-just like that~!!” I moaned out as I grip onto barbatos back clawing at him. “N-Ngh~!! G-gonna cum~!” Barbatos moaned as his grip on the bed sheets intensified. “C-cum in my hole~! Y-yes yes y-yes~!!!” I moaned as my eyes rolled back. God I was on cloud 9. He was feeling me up so good and I was hoping it would never ever end! “Such a good boy~ taking my n-ngh~..c-cock deep in that h-hole of yours~.!! A-ah~!”

Two hours later of nothing but plain breeding!

“Y-Yes!! I-I’m being f-NGH~!! F-fucked by so m-many cocks~!!” I moan even louder knowing the demon lord diavolo is pounding the same hole as barbatos! To extremely fat cocks in my asshole feeling me up like a cream donut~! My eyes starts to watery and roll back and my tongue falls out my mouth. “Such a slut~ m-making those lewd facial expressions~! You -Ngh~ must really like my fat juicy cock~?” Diavolo says as he pounds my hole even faster. At this point it’s stretched out completely and I love it! The amount of cocks I could fit in me makes me wanna walk around the house of Lamentation and ask all the brothers to gangbang me~! “Y-Yes~!! I-I w-wuv y-your cock~! Ahhh~!! A-Ahhh!! Give me that nice warm cum~!! Yes yes~!” I screamed as barbatos came in me once again and kept going, god it was so hot~ the amount of cum dripping out of my hole onto my fat ass was astonishing~! “S-so good~!!! A-Ahhh~!!!” Barbatos moaned as he quickened his past balls aggressively slapping against slapping again diavolos cock~ in which diavolo took his dick out my ass to fuck barbatos ass! “O-Oh~! F-fuck! My lord~!! A-AHHH~!” Barbatos screamed as he came inside me again~ I was basically a human creampie~ god if Lucifer were here he would fuck the shit out my slutty little throat as if I’m a flesh light~ Barbatos also started to roll his eyes back and stick out his tongue, saliva dipping onto my slutty body~ “who’s a good slut~?” Diavolo said looking at both me and Barbatos who are heavily overstimulated. “W-We are~!! Breed us like the s-sluts we are~!” We both say at the same time and oh god did this lead to the best thing ever!

Another two hours later!

“F-FUCK YES! B-BEEL Y-YOUR SUCH A G-GOOD BOY~!!” Yep beel was here! In fact the whole house of lamentation was here plus Simeon and Solomon! Everyone was getting railed or railing me~! Beel had such a fat cock! Taking his dick in felt so good especially when I saw the belly bulge I had! God it made me cum all over the place~ “O-OH~!! A-AHHHH~!! IM GONNA CUM AGAIN~!!” I moaned out gripping onto beels hair roughly. “Cum for me~ be a good slut and cum for me~” Beel said as he thrusted deeper into my abused boypussy~ I came all over his dick while the rest of the brothers jerked off~ Belphie then got up and started helping beel making into a even bigger creampie~ “A-AHHHHHH~!! Y-YES S-SO GOOD~!! NGH~!!” God I was moaning like a slut oh wait! I am a slut! A cute femboy who’s also a slut~! My cute knee high socks were on and so was my cute choker~ my thong that I wore over here (the castle) was thrown off to god knows where in the room same for my shirt~ and for pants..let’s just say I didn’t wear any~ what can I say~? A sluts number one desire is to be filled with cum is it not? “Such a cute fuck toy you are~ taking my fat cock in the hole.. and not to mention that fat ass of yours~”

God. Maybe I am a slut…..😞

Oh well!☺️

Part 2?

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veradragonjedi · 11 months

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Ahhhh finally got to this!!! Thank you so much @doublechocolate my beloved and @insertmeaningfulusername dear!!!! Sorry I took so long

1. Are you named after anyone?

I don't think so? I might be? My little brother is named after two great grandathers.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Yesterday evening. I was writing angst lol. I made myself and Din Djarin cry

3. Do you have kids?

No! Thank god!

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

It's a weird topic for me. I might do? But because I'm autistic I can't tell if I'm being serious myself or not, let alone other people, so if I do use it I don't notice often aha-

5. What sports do you play/have you played?

Not many I won't lie 😅 I love going on walks and swimming, but I don't play many sports.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Their accent, their subconcious reactions to things I say, their clothes and what I think could be why they wear them. Or at least, if I'm particularly zoned in. If I'm not? You could ask me an hour later what they were like and I'd be like ummm 😳

7. What's your eye colour?

Brown :3

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

I can't watch scary movies lollll any gore and I start shaking violently and feeling sick, and I love movies with happy endings, but I also love love love bittersweet, cathartic, and sad endings.

9. Any special talent?

Probably not. Writing isn't special, maybe? Or art? Idk it feels cliche to say stuff like that haha. I'm pretty good at identifying moths lol, maybe that? Or noticing small details? But I think that's another artist thing hehe

10. Where were you born?

In... a hospital.

11. What are your hobbies?

Art, writing, going on walks, playing video games with my brother :3

12. Do you have any pets?

I used to have rats aha, I miss them more every day. I might get a parrot or a dog in future :3

13. How tall are you?

Oh god. Short. Um. 5'4"?? 5'5 maybe?

14. Favourite subject in school?

English, art and biology!!

15. Dream job?

Gonna start training properly to be a marine biologist as soon as I can!

Tagging uhhhhh @airlocksandaviaries @positivityjediprince @deviltownresident @chaosgod4life or whatever blog you wanna use and @rose-lalonde-fangirl @athelstan-anglecyning @distinguished-coffee-grounds @surfing-on-a-soundwave ily guys

#eeeeeeeee #vee speaks

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write-orflight · 3 years

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Settle Down: Chapter 11

**Gif Not Mine**

Prev - Next

Pairings: SpencerXReader (kinda enemies to lovers)

Rating: M

Words: 1.9K

Warnings: Child birth, language, tooth aching fluff

Request: OPEN/CLOSED

Summary: Y/N and Spencer don’t get along but turn to each other for the one thing you need someone else for… A baby. You can plantonically start a family, right?

AN: Two updates in a row! (Unedited) Now the taglist is officially closed now that we only have the Epilogue left. Thank you to everyone who took this journey with me, let me know what you think! much love, Cia

Chapter 11: A PowerPoint, really?

Morgan called outside the door for more nurses as soon as he heard what you said. Soon 3 women are rushing into the room, one of them clad with a wheelchair. You look at Morgan as they begin to load you in the chair.

“Derek, call Garcia and tell her to come with my emergency birth bag, then call Dr. Lizzie and tell her the baby is coming-AHHHHH!” You screamed as you were being wheeled out. Contractions, as they turn out, are the worst feeling ever.

Garcia is barging into your hospital room not long after that baby bag in tow. You kept an extra one at her place just in case you went into labor when the team was out on a case. “I drove just about 90 mph to get here. How are you feeling, mama bear?”

“Like Satan himself is putting me on a spit roast.” You grunt through clenched teeth.

“Think of the bright side you’re about to give birth to the cutest, most intelligent baby.” Garcia says. “Plus Dr. Liz told me I need to keep you calm so let’s do your breathing exercises.” Garcia starts huffing in syncopated time in order to get you to follow. You scream in her face. “Ok, so maybe not.”

“Who’s ready to have a baby?” Dr. Liz says, in a joyous tone as she sweeps into the room. “Let’s take a look at you.”

“Thank god! Lizzie, I need epidural. Shoot me up, Doc.” You groan from the pain.

“So someone is a little more eager to meet the world than we thought. It’s too late to safely administer epidural. You’re going to have to go natural, kid.”

You look at her wide eyed. “WHAT?!” You shake your head. “I-I can’t.”

“You can, Y/N.” Penelope says. “You can squeeze me as hard as you can.”

Tears start to fall from your eyes from the combination of pain and loneliness you felt. “I can’t do this, I need-I need Spencer.”

You hear the door opening. Spencer walked in pushing an IV still attached to his arm, other one draped around Derek’s shoulder as he helped him walk in. Once Spencer was next to you and leaned against the wall, Derek and Penelope stepped back to give you and Spencer privacy in your moment.

“Alright, you’re crowning. It’s time to push so next time you have a contraction, I need you to push as hard as you can.” Dr. Liz says, you nod. Spencer is pushing some of your sweat matted hair out of your forehead.

“What are you doing? You’re supposed to be in bed.”

“I told you I’d be here for you, for this.” He says, grabbing your hand letting you squeeze around his palm. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Spencer, I--AHHHHH!” You say, pushing. Your hand tightly squeezes around Spencer’s who despite how rough you must look right now is looking at you with the utmost awe and admiration. Dr. Liz gives you some words of encouragement as you breathe waiting for the next contraction.

“You don’t have to say it, I know, Y/N. I know.” He says, hand running through your hair.

“No, I need to say it. Spencer, I’m so in love with you. I love you so much, I’m sorry I kept hurting you but I need you. I love you--AHHHH!! I take it back, I hate you! I fucking hate you for doing this to me!”

Spencer kisses the hand you’re squeezing. “I love you too, Y/N/N. And I know you don’t mean that. It’s actually fairly common for all mammals giving birth to feel disdain towards their partne--”

“SHUT UP!” You yell as you push. “I usually love your facts but right now, shut the fuck up!”

“You’re doing great, mom. Just one more.” You hear Dr. Liz shout over your screams.

They don’t tell you this in any book, Doctor’s appointment, or mommy and me class but for a moment even though it is a fleeting moment. There is a stillness in the air where everything is silent and you are only snapped out of it at the sound of your baby’s first cry. Everything else from the cheers to Spencer cutting the cord is drowned by the sound of your baby loudly entering the word.

Your baby.

They place her on your bare chest and your arms instinctively wrap around your most precious being. You coo as the baby continues to cry the fluid out of her lungs. She’s covered in blood and goop but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. Suddenly the thing you’ve wanted for so long was finally here and she was everything and more than what you thought, the perfect manifestation of you and Spencer’s love for each other.

Genevieve Rosalind Reid was born early November 10th. Given the name Genevieve after the song, Lady Genevieve, you and Spencer loved so much and Rosalind after famous female scientist Rosalind Franklin.

Not more than a couple of hours after the rest of the team is slinking into the room to get a peak at the baby, bearing gifts and congratulations to you both. Spencer managed to negotiate with the doctor to at least have a bed moved into your room so if they were going to make him lay and rest at least he could be near you and the baby. Soon, one by one the team starts leaving the last being Penelope who Derek had to haul away with him. You turn to Spencer once they’re gone.

“I love you, Spencer. I’m sorry I didn’t say it. I was scared.”

“I know, Y/N. I love you, why were you scared?”

“I didn’t want to lose you with my selfishness. Genevieve needs you more than I do, I didn’t want to sacrifice her having both parents because I couldn’t control myself.”

He reaches across the aisle between your beds for your hand which you stretch to him as well. “I’m not going anywhere.” He says looking you in your eyes. “I would never abandon either of you. I love you, but no matter what happens between us, we’ll make it work. For Genevieve.”

“For Genevieve.” You repeat back.

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It’s been about 9 months since you had Genevieve and you and Spencer we’re still going strong. Though the first couple of months were difficult with Spencer being injured and having an actual newborn to care for. You were still better than before, Spencer made things better. Genevieve was perfect and looking more and more like Spencer with each passing day. In fact, it seemed the only trait she did take from you was a wild stubbornness and love for Disney movies.

You were out walking Genevieve in her stroller when you got a call.

“Hey Spence. What’s up?”

“Hey, where are you?” You hear over the line.

“I’m walking with Gen in the park.” You say.

“Do you want to meet at the coffee shop on the corner?”

You shrug even though he can’t see it. “Sure, get me a cold brew.”

You push the stroller into the coffee shop ten minutes later and walk over to the corner table you and Spencer have deemed yours. Your daughter is already fussy and making grabby hands for Spencer, who smiles and scoops her out the stoller.

“Hey, Bug.” He says, sweetly as your daughter smiles brightly at him.

“God, she’s such a traitor. Instantly forgets I exist as soon as she sees you.” You say, as he hands her back so you can put in the high chair for lunch. You’re opening her banana and pears baby food when you notice it. “Why do you have my laptop?” You ask.

“Well, open it.”

You give Spencer a weird look before handing him the food to feed Genevieve so you can open the laptop. Your heart stops for a second as you read what’s on the screen.

“A PowerPoint, really?” You chuckle. “Spencer, what is this?”

“This is Reasons Why You Should Marry Me.” He says, looking up to look you in the eyes.

“Yea, I got that from the title, Spence.” You chuckle, wetly. “And you thought a PowerPoint was the best way to ask?”

“Well, I felt you’d be more inclined to consider it if you knew I spent time on a presentation.”

“That’s true.” You say, chuckling at the memory of your first friendly encounter. You take the food back from him. “Well, show me what you got.”

“Okay, Reason #1, You love me.” You laugh, nodding as he goes to the next slide. “And I love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Spencer…” You said, swooning slightly.

“#2, I’d be a great husband.”

“That’s a debatable fact.” You say, chuckling.

“Have I given you any indication that I wouldn’t be?”

You smile and shake your head no.

“#3, I have a ring, a very pretty one that Garcia helped me pick out and it’s yours if you say yes.” Spencer says, that makes you laugh loudly because of course she did, no wonder she’d been acting weird at work for the past couple of weeks. “In all seriousness… Y/N, I love you and I feel like I’ve loved since you brought me to this coffee shop more than a year ago and asked me to make the best decision of my life. You are my best friend, the mother of my child… I can’t think of anyone else I’d want to share my life with. So..” Spencer takes that moment to stand to kneel down on one knee. “Will you marry me, Please.”

The tears that had been threatening to fall since he started were coming in full swing now. You nodded fast. “Yes! 1000% yes!” You exclaim. Spencer takes that moment to slide the ring on to your finger as you hear the faint applause from the bored baristas in the empty coffee shop who have gotten to know you both over the years. Spencer sweeps you into a deep kiss, that you can barely stop smiling for. You pull apart when you hear Genevieve start to babble in her highchair, reaching for the two of you.

“Oh, come here, Bug.” You say, going to pick her up, kissing the top of her head. “Can’t stand not being the center of attention, huh?”

“Well, she is her mother’s daughter.” Spencer chuckles when you level a bored expression at him. “Come on, let’s get out of here.” He says, starting to pack Genevieve’s stuff back into her stroller. “What movie are we watching tonight?” He asks.

You think for a second. “How’s Wall-E sound?”

Spencer smiles when he hears you say the first movie you watched together. That was the night he knew for sure that he was going to marry you someday. You didn’t know it yet, but Spencer did, and he was rarely wrong.

“Sounds wonderful, baby.” He smiles, as the three of you walk out of the coffee shop, a newly cemented family.

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marichat-verse · 3 years

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Mist Memories

Leo Valdez x reader for his birthday ahhhh (even though it's angsty) with a platonic/developing jason x reader cameo at the end (lmao im sorry i couldn't help myself 😭)

Based on this picture I found in pinterest + also [kinda] based on traitor by olivia rodrigo and omg i really recommend u guys listen to this edit because it reminds me so much of this fic that's been stuck in my head for MONTHS also kind of a run away with me prologue lol

Your POV

I nervously made my way across the forest until I reached a limestone cliff. I knocked on the iron door, not really expecting to get an answer.

My boyfriend has been shutting himself in Bunker 9 for the past few weeks. I stood there counting up to seven before knocking again. I knocked again two more times, until he answered in the middle of my last knock.

He removed his goggles and winced as sunlight hit his eyes. He'd grown thinner and paler, making the dark circles in his eyes more pronounced.

"Oh, Leo..." I reached out to brush a few strands of hair away from his face, but he moved away.

"What are you doing here?" He said in a monotone voice.

I moved to walk inside the Bunker, brushing off his hesitation to let me in. "I'm your partner, remember? And I'm really concerned because you're shutting yourself out lately. You know everyone's starting to worry about you. Percy asked me to check on you because you missed pegasus riding with him. Oh, and I'm pretty sure Jason's coming back from Camp Jupiter soon. I was hoping you and Annabeth could be with Piper while Percy and I hung out with Jason because it's been a little awkward since their breakup. Plus Piper wanted to tell you something—"

"Please," he said forcefully causing me to stop and look at him. "Just... Get out."

Normally, he'd shut himself from the world for a few days to work on an important project or because he was feeling really sad and he needed space. But this was getting out of hand. He had never locked me out of his life when I offered to help him. He was never this mean when he asked for space. I was not having this attitude of his.

"Okay, Leo. I tried to play nice. What is so important that you blow off all your friends for nearly a month that you can't even tell your partner, or maybe say hi to your best friend who's coming back from the other side of the country?"

He didn't say anything. He pursed his lips and avoided eye contact. I scanned he room for any signs.

It was messier than usual with all the crumpled paper scattered on the floor, especially on his desk. He could have been drawing up new plans. Something in my gut told me that something wasn't right. There were no new unfinished projects, indicating that he wasn't starting a new invention. Harley's helicopter lay on his bench in the same state it was weeks ago. Huh, not even his siblings could enter the Bunker.

I turned and Leo was already changing Festus' oil. I took this moment of distraction to pick up a few pieces of crumpled paper on the floor and on his desk. I had to process the words a bit longer—too long that Leo took notice. Damn dyslexia.

I heard footsteps speed up behind me, but it was too late. I read enough and got the gist of what he had been trying to do these past few weeks.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He yelled at me. Small embers started to erupt between his curls.

I laughed dryly. "So this is what you've been up to?"

His fists tightened, further crumpling the paper in his hands. His eyes flashed with anger, despair and confusion.

I sighed and focused my eyes on his desk, not daring to look at him any longer. Under some pieces of paper were old photographs of him and Piper from Wilderness School. Yup, those definitely were the mist memories she had with Jason. I read the latest draft he'd been writing:

Dear Piper,

Remember the mist memories from boarding school with Jason? They were real, but they were with me.

I miss you. I miss when it was just us. I miss the night on the roof.

Yours truly,

Leo Valdez

I tried to keep my voice from cracking. "How long?"

I heard him sigh. "Three weeks."

I balled my fists. Tears started to fall and smudge the ink. I wiped them away as fast as they came.

"How?"

"In a dream," his tone softened now. "Hera came to me in a dream and told me to check an old drawer in Bunker 9. I found the photos and the memories came rushing back."

"How long were you dating back then?"

"Two weeks."

"Were you ever going to tell me?"

Silence; then a deep breath.

"No."

I shook my head in disbelief. "Why?"

"Because I knew you'd get upset like—"

"I meant why would you throw away months of our relationship for a couple of weeks of your relationship with her? And without even bothering to tell me? Gods damn it, Leo. We've been together since you've first arrived at camp. And what about those promises you made when we were sailing to Greece? You've been keeping these feelings away from me and you've been lying to me, making me believe that there's still something between us and—"

"Oh, calm down," he said with an annoyed expression and tone, which only infuriated me more, "it's not like I did anything were her yet! I didn't kiss her or tell her how I truly felt for her! She just got out of a relationship with Jason around the same time I had that dream. I had to figure out how to talk to her about it. I've been alone in this Bunker for three. Fucking. Weeks. I didn't cheat on you."

"Oh, and that makes everything better?" I countered. "Being in a relationship isn't about not cheating, Leo. It's about being honest and communicating with each other."

"Oh, like you've been communicating with me? After the war, you take go back to Manhattan for school, and you take a job. I haven't seen you much during the holidays because work has been keeping you in the city. And you won't tell me what you even do for a living!"

I took in a deep breath. "I told you I needed to have a life outside of camp! I needed to know first that I could handle myself in the mortal world as a normal human being. I needed this demigod part of my life to be separate as much as possible! I've been in two wars, Leo. I needed time to myself, too. And I was about to tell you guys in a few more days. But I guess now, I'm glad I've kept you out of that part of my life. At least I have an escape from all of this. And now, especially from you."

I took another deep breath and walked to the door, about to let myself out. I turned back again, both our tear-stained eyes meeting each other.

"If it makes you feel any better," I said softly, "I would've hated the idea of us breaking up. But if you really love her, if you really feel like you have this special connection to her and she makes you happy, then I won't get in your way. You could at least have had the decency to talk to me so we could have left on a good note."

He looked at me with wide eyes, clearly regretting his actions. I sighed and looked around the Bunker, possibly for the last time. Lots of memories were definitely created in this room; all just as grand and meaningful as the inventions they made here. But just like some of Hephaestus' contraptions, some of them were flawed and dumped in his scrapyard, no matter how much potential it could have had.

"Goodbye, Leo."

I sat on a rock on the beach that gave me a beautiful view of Long Island Sound. To my left, the sun started to set, casting an orange filter on everything. My heart broke, remembering how everything glowed orange in the Bunker. Leo always left the fires burning when he was working. The sunlight twinkling against the sea reminded me of how small bits of flame peaked through his hair earlier. I remembered how mad he was at me. Or maybe he was mostly mad at himself.

"Hey."

I jumped when someone sat—or rather, landed—beside me. I turned and smiled, seeing one of my good friends back at camp.

"Hey, you're back," I said weakly. "How long have you been here?"

He smiled at me, although he could maybe sense that something was wrong. "Half an hour, maybe? I saw Annabeth making plans to expand camp to have a city. She made me do an aerial inspection and I told her I'll get back to her tonight. That's when I saw you."

"Mhmm," I mumbled, not really knowing what to say. It was silent for a few minutes before I spoke up again, knowing he was just waiting for me to open up.

"I broke up with Leo."

His head quickly turned to me. I guess he wasn't expecting it to be that bad. "What?"

"Oh yeah," I laughed dryly. "Turns out the mist memories Piper had in Wilderness School with you? They were real. But not with you."

His eyes widened. "Oh... With Leo."

"He locked himself in the Bunker for weeks trying to write a letter. It was heartbreaking. Like, truly heartbreaking. He wanted to tell her how much he missed her and how much he missed them. Then he said how much he missed that night with her under the stars and... It hurt. Like hell."

"Oh," he said. "I guess Piper didn't tell me everything then."

"She knew all along?"

He shook his head. "Maybe not everything, but she told me she's been confused about her feelings lately and she'd been having visions or dreams of possible old memories that were messing with her head."

"I'm sorry about you and Piper," I said.

"Don't be," he said. "I understand her. It did hurt, though. But I think I can get over it some day. We're still awkward around each other, but at least we left on a good note."

I scoffed. "Leo couldn't even give me a good ending to our relationship."

"Hey," he said as he put a hand on my shoulder. "You're a great person, y/n. You've done so much, especially for him. It's his loss that he was stupid enough to let go of you."

"I know that."

"Do you really?"

"I do!" I said. "I'm a great person and I know that. But that doesn't mean what he did doesn't hurt me."

"I know," he said. "You'll find someone who'll treat you like the queen that you are. You're a great person, and I'm not just saying this to cheer you up. I truly think you're amazing."

I smiled at him. "Thanks, Jason. And you'll find someone great, too. Maybe not as great as me but, then again, who is?"

We both let out a laugh. The conch sounded in the distance, signaling dinner. I moved to stand up before hearing Jason speak up again.

"Hey, do you maybe want to just grab a couple of plates and eat out here?"

I smiled. "Yeah. That sounds good. I don't really want everyone else hounding me about the breakup right now."

I don't know how long it was going to take me to get over Leo. We really did gave something special. It was cruel how the universe gave me something so good, to make me have hope that something was finally going right, then have it yanked away from my arms just as suddenly as it came.

He never cheated on me, but that didn't mean he didn't betray every promise we made to each other. I should have known it was too good to be true. Life has always played cruel jokes on me.

Then again, who's to say that things won't turn out for the better, right?

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kai-uh-arcadian · 3 years

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hi love!

can u write a hitch imagine where she and f!reader get high and go to a party and the reader and hitch separate, like the reader goes to play beer pong with connie sasha and jean while hitch goes to historia and annie to dance and reader watches her dance and pulls hitch with her to the bathroom and they fuck?

Hi my darling!!! I hope this encapsulated what you’re imagining!!

Full Disclosure: I do not know how to write smut nor have I ever attempted SOOOOO if anyone would like to expand on this with smut PLEASE GO AHEAD!!! The ending is open ended for smut but if you’re not into that it still makes perfect sense as is,

I apologize I couldn’t execute the entire ask but I hope you still enjoy! (:

DRUNK CONFESSIONS Hitch x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

CW: Mentions of drug use (weed, alcohol), being drunk/high, minor cussing

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- “I’m here” you texted Hitch as you pulled into her driveway

- Your phone lit up and read “sorry I CANNOT come anymore, my fish is really sad rn😪😪😪”

- Two things:

- One: Hitch is already outside waiting for you with her backpack (filled with her overnight stuff)

- Two: she doesn’t even fucking have a fish?😾😾😾😾

- She gets into your car to which you greet her with “ah hi Bitch… I mean Hitch! DaMN I thought your fish was in distress?

- “Well be glad “Bitch” is here because she’s the one giving you free weed dumbass” she remarks while (sort of gently) punching your arm

- “Ooo, do I get the hot girl discount?” You smirk at her

- “Shut the fuck up!” She says sarcastically and starts to blush “just drive already” she shifts her knees toward the passenger door

- You got babygirl flustered😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

- You begin your car ride to Sasha’s house

- The Blouse’s were on a 3-day vacation to who-knows-where, all we knew is that Sasha was having a lowkey get together

- The guest list consisted of Eren, Armin, Jean, Marco, Historia, Marlo, Ymir, Annie, Mikasa, Connie, Mina, Reiner, and Bertholt

- You arrived in the Blouse driveway and Hitch begins to pull out grape swisher pack container a blunt

- “Ahhhh~ look at this pearl I rolled!!” She holds it up in awe then shortly begins to light it

- You’re lucky your cars interiors is all leather and you have until tomorrow to air it out

- (You never smoke in your car nor let anyone smoke in your car but Hitch is the only exception cause she’s cute)

- You both share the blunt that is apparently “this amazing strain called Sour Diesel she got from her dealer for free because she made out with him”

- After about what seems like 2 hours (it was actually about 15 minutes) you both are pretty fckn stoned and decide to head in

- You let the group chat know you and trouble arrive and head for the door

- “Mikasa!” You exclaim and hug her as she opens the door

- “What did you say? It’s too loud in here…” she deadpans

- ��🦗🦗🦗

- “Huh? There’s no music playing tho…..😅” you reply

- Mikasa sees the gears working in you and Hitch’s head as you’re trying to process the “joke” she just said

- To give you a hint, she sniffs the air

- 👃🏼👃🏼👃🏼

- “OHHHHHHHH!!!!” You and Hitch say in unison after realizing she was insinuating you REEKED of weed

- “Dumb and dumber arrived!!” Mikasa announces to the gang

- You and Hitch head to the guest bedroom upstairs to drop of your overnight bags

- You both return to the basement only for you to be pulled to one half to play pong and Hitch to the other to go take shots with Annie

- Before the game starts Connie tells “YOOO let’s see who can shotgun the fastest!!”

- Why would you ever turn that down????😩 free beer

- You, Jean, Connie, and Sasha all puncture your cans and begin to go

- Ofc you win🥸🥸🥸 You’re a natural

- “That’s not fair!! I started later, I didn’t know we were supposed to go on “1”!!??” Sasha exclaims, declaring a rematch to which you all oblige

- “3, 2, 1” Mikasa counts down for you guys

- One rematch turned into 2 more 😵‍💫😵‍💫

- Now you’re 4 beers in and the night is barely starting

- the night continues on and pong has turned into a game of “Whichever team loses has to shotgun”

- Lemme tell you, Jean is DEAD WEIGHT

- bitch got no aim???👿

- Sasha and Connie are absolutely obliterating You and Jean so at this point it’s safe to say you’re about 9, Natty Ice’s in and about 3 shots that Hitch kept handing you in

- Speaking of Hitch….

- Where the fuck is she??

- Your dizzy eyes begin to scan the basement— she can only be in so many places down here

- as you’re getting distracted, Sasha and Connie decide to leave the pong table to do God knows what and Jean runs after them

- You decide it’s best to ignore whatever the fuck kind of trouble they’re getting themselves into

- That’s when you see it

- Historia, Mikasa (?!?!?!!), Annie (?!?!?!?), and Hitch making a Tik Tok

- For reference it’s this dance

- You can Ymir practically drooling over Historia and then yelling at Reiner for doing the same

- Marlo is drooling at Hitch

- The sight of Marlo alone ignited a fire of pure rage inside of you

- everyone, including Hitch, knows that he blatantly pines over her… some people even think they’d look cute together but who knows what Hitch thinks??? Does she like him back?

- ahhh~ your head is crowded with so many thoughts right now and decide to silence them with a disgusting shot of Pink Whitney left by your side from Hitch

- is this JEALOUSY????

- your throat and the pit of your stomach burns as the shot goes down but not as hot as the left side of your chest at the sight you’re seeing right now

- You find Historia, Mikasa and Annie VERY attractive bUT you cannot take your eyes off of Hitch

- It’s rude to stare but goddamn, she’s in a white tennis skirt that when she moves JUST enough you can see part of her bare ass

- (Go touch grass later)

- 1 of the 4 girls take turns (unintentionally) messing up causing them to retake the Tik Tok

- You are NOT complaining tho👀👀👀

- They FINALLY get the dance down

- Hitch comes over and stands in between your legs that are dangling off the table you’re sitting on and wraps her arms around your waist

- Marlo shoots you a look and you were about to say something to him but Hitch guides your chin back with her finger so you were looking at her again👿👿👿

- “Soooo~ what’d you think?” She slurs getting closer to your face with a mischievous look in her eyes

- If looks could kill, Marlo would have your head right about now

- MISS GIRL I COULD GET DRUNK IF YOUR BREATH😷😷😷

- “Huh? About what” you play dumb hoping she didn’t notice you blatantly staring

- “Sweetie you would’ve caught flies if you kept your mouth open any longer” she says right in your ear causing you to get goosebumps

- So she definitely noticed you staring

- And played into it😐😐😐

- You took the bait and she won this round

- She nuzzles her head into your chest and oh my god her scent intoxicates you

- A mix of vodka, a bit of sweat (naturally,,,, bitch just got done dancing her life away), strawberry herbal essence shampoo, and a shit ton of Victoria’s Secret bombshell perfume(or Tease, I can’t decide)

- “I have to pee~~ can you come with” she says grabbing your hand without waiting for your answer

- What’s up with drunk girls and tag team bathroom breaks

- (On a real note, I’ve been to a handful of parties and my friends always ask me to help them in the bathroom like what am I gonna do? Wipe their ass for them? Cheer them on like YES GIRL GO PISS!!!🥳🥳🥳🥳)

- Anyways

- She pulls you into the bathroom, does her business as you face the wall, washes her hands and youre ABOUT to open the door when pins you against the door slamming it shut

- “You’re an idiot???” she looks up at you with tears brimming at her eyes

- You’re just as drunk/high as she is (if not more??) she CANNOT blame you for not picking up the subtle hints

- You gave her this abhorrently shocked and confused face

- “Hitch wait what why are you crying I’m so sorry what did I do” you begin to ramble in panic

- “What did I do uhh I’m so sorry how can I fix thi—“

- She cuts you off by smashing her lips against yours

- This has to be a dream or just drunk Hitch actions because she is a flirty drunk so you don’t want to get your hopes up

- “That’s how you can fix it~” she hiccups as a tear goes down her face

- “I’ve liked you for a while and I didn’t want to ruin anything so I kept it in for so long but I just can’t anymore” now SHES rambling

- “Just *hic* seeing you everyday, being so close to you and not *hic* being able to do anything about it hurts so bad but I just had to get this out so I’ll leave you alone afte—“

- Now you cut off her rambling with a slightly less aggressive and more passionate kiss

- The smile on her face is the cutest mixture of shocked and pure happiness🥺🥺🥺

- “I want the exact opposite of you leaving me alone, I’ve liked you for so long Hitch” you kiss her forehead and she just happily sobs/giggles like a child into your chest

“Don’t tell Hitch this, but she’s everything I wanted and more” you give her a small chuckle, looking away as your cheeks turn pink

“I won’t say a word idiot” she says kissing the top of your nose

Anyone, Feel free to delete any part of the ending if you’d like to add the smut part of this request!! Hope you enjoyed

- K ( :

#hitch x reader #hitch dreyse #hitch headcanons #hitch aot #send me requests please #hitch dreyse head canons #attack on titan

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chocolatemin · 3 years

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word count: 6.15k

contains: college!au, fantasy, fluff, angst, cursing, mutual pining, gn!reader, slightly suggestive remarks

synopsis: Does it really require pixie dust and magic to feel sparks, happiness, freedom, and comfort all at once?

ana’s note: ahhhh this is the first full-length fic i’ve ever written for jisung and i hope i did well for this one ;-; and this was inspired by the very obvious, just by looking at the title, taylor’s sparks fly and also peter pan. i hope you enjoy reading <33

Fairies, of course, it is no secret that fairies do exist and sometimes disguise themselves as humans to go out and mix themselves on night festivals during spring, even the one celebrated in your university during mid-spring. You cannot blame them though, the mid-spring festival was always the most anticipated by the people, everyone is welcome too but the biggest difference is that everybody is wearing a costume which makes things more enjoyable. You could dress up as a god or a mythical creature or even a fairy, but of course, no one dares to dress up as a god.

The first time you encountered such fairy was at 3 AM. You shouldn’t be awake at that particular time of the day, people say that it’s either you encounter a good one or a bad one. The elders say that meeting one could either bring you good fortune or bad luck, and in the worst case scenario, make your life miserable. Why? Because it will never leave you alone. In your defense, you were finishing a project due at 9 AM that day and you were barely thriving on the amount of workload. Just like the saying, ever since that day, the fairy hasn’t left your side. So far, the fairy hasn’t made your life miserable but rather made your day more tolerable, but as of now, you want to take that back.

“Minho, can you please stop whining like a kid? I have this due tomorrow at eight!” You sent a glare to the fairy sprawled out on your bed and he just rolled his eyes at you.

“Let’s go out please!” He raises his voice to a pitch similar to the annoying girls in your class whenever they talk to their crushes.

“You’re so annoying!” You give your temples a light massage and sigh deeply, “God, when the elders say meeting a fairy could bring bad luck, I didn’t know it was this bad.”

“That’s rude!” Minho suddenly transported himself beside you to slap your arm jokingly.

“I swear if you don’t shut up, I won’t take you to Changbin’s.” You shove your phone to his chest before pushing him away, “Go entertain yourself and remind me when it’s 9:30.”

“Not the texts and gallery!” You added.

You push the door open causing the bell to chime and garner the attention of the boy behind the counter as Minho trailed behind you. You flash the barista a soft smile before dragging Minho by the sleeve of his shirt.

“Hey,” The man in front of you returns the smile, “What would you like to order?”

Scanning the menu, you picked the first thing you saw, “Caramel Frappuccino, extra shot please,” nudging the boy beside you as the barista punched in your order, “What’s yours?”

“I’ll have the same.” Minho tenses beside you, you forgot that he always gets the same drink.

Before you could hand in the cash, the barista beat you to it, “Don’t worry, it’s on the house tonight.”

“Chan, I insist.” You shake your head, handing him the money.

“It’s because your bags look like they could beat me anytime.” Chan chuckles as he pushes back your hand and you let out a small huff.

“He’s not lying though,” Minho snorts beside you causing Chan to give him a fist bomb. As if they really knew each other.

“Yeah, sure.” You roll your eyes playfully, “Thanks grandpa, you’re the best.”

Chan shakes his head as you ushered Minho to a seat as you wait for your orders.

“So, tell me, how did you meet Chan?” Minho places his hands on his pockets and leans on his seat.

“Oh, are you interested in him?” You looked up from your phone.

“Yeah, maybe we could join forces and annoy you non-stop.” Minho smiles at you and you threw a napkin at him.

“Idiot,” You chuckle at his unexpected answer, “Well, he was a senior of mine in the university but we became close because Jisung’s from the same department, he introduced Chan and also Changbin, the owner of this café.”

“Ah yes, the crush.” Minho smirks upon the mention of Jisung’s name.

“Oh my god, stop,” sighing in annoyance, “Don’t.”

Before Minho could tease you more, you heard Chan yelling your names. This isn’t the first time you took Minho at Changbin’s so Chan didn’t have anymore the need to ask the name of your company tonight. The two of you headed over to the counter and grabbed your drinks, thanking the cute barista and slid an extra tip on the jar before leaving the café.

Just moments after you left the café, the bells chimed once more, indicating the entrance of another customer.

“Hey, Sung.” The older smiles, “What will you have for tonight?”

“The usual.” Jisung hands him the money and leaves a large tip upon receiving his change.

“Y/N just left,” He could see the teasing face of the older despite having his back turned from him as Chan made his order.

“And?” Jisung replies with a lazy voice contrary to his actions. His heart skipped a beat hearing your name.

“They’re with another guy.” Chan raises his brows and Jisung just coughed, “Someone’s jealous.” Jisung ignored Chan’s remark, earning a laugh from the older. “Aw, come on, they only like you,” Chan spoke as he handed him his order.

“As if they would.” Jisung frowns.

“Trust me. They only have their eyes on you.” Chan gives him a reassuring smile.

“Well, that’s creepy but that’s better than having their eyes on another guy.” Jisung jokes to lighten up the mood, taking a sip from his drink, “See you later.”

Chan nods and he watches the younger head to the exit, a huge grin etched on his face.

“They’re idiots.”

“Do you guys wanna hang out this weekend?” Felix glances up from his food and turns to look at you and Jisung.

“Sure, I’m free on Saturday,” You take another bite of your lunch, “Movie?”

“I can’t,” both eyes turn to Jisung, “I have to meet my old friend in middle school, she’s transferring to our university next semester.”

“Oh, we’re supposed to look for our costumes,” Felix nods, trying to hide the disappointment in his voice, “I guess it’ll be only me and Y/N.”

“I’ll try to catch up with you,” Jisung grabbed his coffee and abruptly stood up from his seat beside you, “I should get going now, my class is in twenty.”

“See you later.” You wave at Jisung and he flashes you the smile that never fails to send the sparks bursting inside your chest before leaving you two in an awkward atmosphere.

“I can’t believe he chose his friend over us!” Felix dramatically places his hand over his chest, pretending to wipe his invisible tears.

“Spring break is within the next two weeks, Lix. It must be important.” You gave the boy across you a pat on his hair.

“But they could’ve scheduled it the other day! He knows that it is our costume-finding day!” Felix pouts, poking his food aggressively. You know that every second Saturday of February is special for you three since you became best of friends in high school and this is the first time Jisung declined.

“Don’t be sad, it’ll still be fun.” You smile at him assuringly.

After your last class, you received a text from Jisung saying your and Felix shouldn’t wait for him since he has to meet his friend. On your walk to the dorms, Felix couldn’t stop complaining on how Jisung chooses his other friend over you two. You feel sad but you understand that Jisung’s time and space does not revolve only within your friendship, what makes you upset is that it’s a girl, thoughts like “What if it is one of his past crushes?” lingered in your mind. Since finals are coming up, you decided to distract yourself from the heavy feeling in your chest by diverting your attention to studying and you are glad that you successfully got rid of the thoughts for a while. However, it’s been hours and you still kept on turning sides and shifting positions on your bed trying to fall asleep yet the feeling inside your chest doesn’t seem to go away.

“Minho, are you there?” Your voice cracked, making you cringe but there is no response. You tried calling a few times and Minho in his pyjamas with a grumpy look appeared beside your bed.

“What do you want?” He groans.

“Can’t sleep, do you have any magic that can make me fall asleep?” You drag the blanket up to your chin.

“Are you still upset?” Minho’s voice softens but you do not answer his question, making him sigh as he sits at the edge of your bed, “I have something cooler to show you, come on,” Minho extends his hand over you.

“Huh?” You ask, staring at his hand.

“Get up, I’ll show you something.” Minho drags you out of bed despite your protests. Snapping his fingers, you suddenly got transported to what seemed like Minho’s room. You know it is his because it smells just like him—cat, he does own three cats so it isn’t new to you. His room felt cozy yet mystical, the things in his room are made of wood, leaves, vines and flowers and the room erupted with fresh leaves and scent of lilacs, and let us not forget, cats.

“Why am I in your room?” You turn to Minho who is taking a small chest from his nightstand.

“Close your eyes,” you obey as he said and you feel something powder-like stick on your skin, “Don’t open your eyes yet,” you feel Minho’s fingers brush against your forehead, then your brows, your eyelashes, your nose, cheeks, lips and lastly, your chin; his fingers felt like cotton against your skin– gentle and light.

The thoughts were cut off by his voice, “You may open your eyes now.”

“Wow, what is this?” You inspect the shining dust on your skin and clothes.

“That’s pixie dust.” Minho confidently answered.

“Wait, it’s real?” Your eyes went wide from the excitement.

“Duh. Did you really think those were all made-up?” He scoffs at the bewildered look in your face.

“Where are we heading to?” You jump excitedly, making him laugh at your child-like behavior.

“It’s a secret.” With that, Minho snapped his fingers once more and you were transported outside his house, specifically on his roof, “Are you ready to soar the night?”

“Hell yeah!” You throw your fist in the air, laughing.

“Take a deep breath, think and believe that you can fly.” You do as he says, mumbling ‘I can fly’ to yourself repeatedly. “Now, take a step forward.”

“You could’ve just told me to jump off your roof.” You shake your head and jump off his roof, you feel your stomach drop as you fall but you are quick to remember that you have to think and believe that you can fly, feeling yourself stop mid-air and float.

“Cheesecakes, I did it!” You grin as you fly back up, stopping in front of Minho.

“Wow, didn’t think you were the hardcore type.” Minho chuckles as he spreads his pretty wings that sparkled against the moonlight and fly above you, “Come on! We’ve got an exciting adventure to do!”

You flew here and there, Minho holding your hand in the first few minutes until you got used to flying. His wings fluttered against the gentle night breeze and you suddenly had the urge of wanting to touch his wings, curious on how it would feel against your fingertips. You spent the time flying around the Land of Fae, Minho being your tour guide for the night. He felt happy seeing your eyes light up as he showed you the cool places in his hometown, compared to your dead-looking eyes while you tried to distract yourself from the pain by studying and he promised to bring you again next time for another adventure. By the time you transported back to your place, it was already three am, so you immediately dive on your bed, face first and thank Minho before dozing off, the pain definitely forgotten.

“Y/N! You look like you didn’t get much sleep, what happened?” Felix grabs the sides of shoulders, leaning in to take a closer look at the dark circles under your eyes.

“It’s just, I didn’t see the time ‘cause I was reviewing my notes on Hegel’s.” You lie, you cannot tell him you just flew all night.

“Morning,” You feel an arm wrap around your shoulder, making your heart skip a beat. You knew whose arm belonged to, even if you didn’t hear his voice.

“Good morning, Sungie.” You turn to look at him but you are surprised that he was closer than you expected, you smile at him before turning your head away from his face, the tip of your ears getting red.

“What are you two discussing without me?” Jisung feigned a frown.

“You should tell Y/N not to stay up too late. Look at those eyes! It’s terrible!” Felix points at your face.

“Hey, it’s not that bad, you still look pretty though.”Jisung brushes a stray hair on your forehead making you flustered while Felix looks at you with an amused reaction.

“Oh, Y/N, don’t let that get in your head.” Felix laughs.

“You’re insufferable.” You push Felix before turning to Jisung, blowing a kiss to his direction, “Thanks, babe.”

Jisung feels like he could ascend anytime from the name you just called him, even if you two exchange flirty remarks on a daily basis, he’s getting used to it to the point that he doesn’t even know if it is still all jokes or means something else.

“I’m getting tired of you two! Ugh!” Felix walks away causing you two to erupt in fits of giggles before catching up to him.

The day was almost great, until Jisung had to leave first again to meet his friend, leaving you and Felix alone for the second time.

“Aww, Lix, come on, I’m here,” you playfully poke his side, “I bet I’m funnier than Jisung.”

“Oh my god, Y/N! You are never funny!” Felix pushes you away from him and starts walking faster, leaving you behind.

“Don’t you want to hear any of my jokes?” You elbow him, “What does the cell say whenever it takes a picture?”

“What?” The tone of Felix’s voice is flat, obviously unamused at your attempt.

“Cellfie!” You are literally howling at your pun, clutching your hand over your stomach and failing to notice the annoyed look on your best friend’s pretty face.

“That’s so bad, Y/N!” Felix runs away while you are dying of laughter from your terrible joke.

Weekdays had passed and the three of you became busier than ever with all the finals coming up, you could barely hang out with Jisung during lunch and vacant periods, but since you and Felix are taking the same course, you didn’t feel lonely with his presence, the only day you are looking forward to is Saturday, which is today.

You agreed to meet up with Felix at the mall without mentioning that you brought another company with you today, so you weren’t all surprised to see Felix with a panicked face as soon as he sees you.

“Hey, Felix, I hope you don’t mind bringing my friend with us today,” You smile looking over to the man beside you, “Minho, this is Felix, my best friend.”

Minho extends his hand in front of Felix for a handshake which he accepts despite his flustered state, “Felix, this is Minho, my fair– friend, yeah, friend.” You awkwardly chuckle, nodding to him.

Thankfully, Felix didn’t raise any suspicions on the two of you but he asked how you became friends, because as far as Felix knows, you really didn’t have any friends aside from him and Jisung, you barely even talk to your classmates. You decided to eat first before proceeding to your real agenda and surprisingly, it was Minho’s treat– which never happens when it’s only the two of you. What a two-faced fairy.

“Y/N, the truth is, I don’t have any ideas for our costume,” Felix scratches his nape, “All I know is we have to match.”

You are about to answer but Minho beat you to it, “Why don’t you all dress up as fairies?” He says with a proud look at his face, “You can even customize and add details if you’d like.”

“Impeccable.” You mocked, you can see Minho’s hidden intention.

“That’s perfect! We’ll dress up as fairies then!” Felix chirps, your eyes wide from the declaration.

“Huh?”

“Fairies are cool, Y/N.” Felix places a hand on your shoulder. What a great ego-boost to Minho.

You glance at Minho quickly and you see the tiny smirk planted across his lips, “They are not, besides, how do you know? You haven’t met one.”

“Neither do you,” Felix retorts before dragging you to the costume store, “Now, shut up, we’re gonna be the best fairy friends ever!”

To be honest, you did not expect searching for your outfits will still be fun without Jisung. Speaking of Jisung, he sure doesn’t know what costume you three are going to wear so you decided to send him a text.

You: hey, ji. we’re dressing up as fairies, should we choose for you?

Sliding the phone back to your pocket, you went over to the accessories and decorations to pick something to add on your costume that will definitely make you look more like a fairy. Your eyes dart toward a green headdress decorated with crystals and flowers.

“Wow, this is really pretty.” You are interrupted by the vibration from your pocket and you quickly fish out your phone to see a reply from Jisung that made your lips curve into a smile.

Quokka: can you pick my costume for me? i don’t trust felix geez

You: should you really trust me?

Quokka: baby, your choices are better

You: well then, i shall not hear any complains when you see it

Quokka: thanks, love. don’t have too much fun without me ;(

You feel your heart burst just from the way he addressed you but it was quickly replaced by a heavy feeling upon remembering that he’s with his friend right now. Sighing heavily, you grab the headdress before walking, tapping the shoulder of your best friend from behind.

“I’m picking Jisung’s clothes.” Felix turns to you with his brows furrowed.

“I already picked his!” He shows you a forest green tunic paired with grey braies, you admit Felix absolutely chose a great outfit this time.

“You picked a decent one for the first time!” You happily hum, “All that’s left is his accessories.”

The day wouldn’t be complete without games, so the three of you went all out on arcade. At first, Minho didn’t know how the buttons and joysticks worked and you had to teach him first before you three went into competitive mode. Felix was almost skeptical about Minho and it isn’t a surprise for him to come up with a believable lie, you were glad that Felix and Minho got along. You even saw them teaming up just to piss you off coming. By the time you parted ways with Felix, the sun was already setting and the skies were tinted with orange and pink hues.

Feeling lonely albeit the presence of your mystical fairy beside you as you typed your essays, you decided to text your friends.

You: do u guys wanna come over to study?

Sunshine: u r heaven sent y/n

Quokka: i’m really busy tonight

You: does that mean u cant join us?

Quokka: yeah…

Sunshine: don’t worry sweet cupcake y/n, i’ll bring over snacks

You: yuck, i’m not sweet and i’m not a cupcake

Sunshine: but u like it when sungie calls you pet names

You: just get ur ass here dumbass

Quokka: ofc, thats MY y/n ;)

Sunshine: i want to puke

You shake your head while smiling to yourself, despite Jisung being the busiest among the three of you, he never fails to lighten up the mood, and your overreacting friend, Felix, that is always there for you, you are really grateful for these two dorks.

You hear a loud knock and a yelling causing your eyes to dart over to the door. You immediately stood up from your seat, nearly dropping your laptop, and grabbed Minho’s arm, who is lying on the couch lazily beside you, “You have to hide!”

“Why? Can’t you just tell him that I came over?” Minho shakes your hand off his arm.

Deciding that you will not make up anymore lies to your best friend, you snake your arm and carry him with his back facing you, “Hide or you get out!”

“Y/N?” You turn your head to the door with shock and horror painted on your face, standing on your doorstep is Felix with a box of pizza and ice cream carrying on his hands, “Were you and Minho sleeping together?!”

You let go of Minho causing him to fall, butt first on the floor and earn a groan from the fairy.

“No, it’s not what you think!” You rush over to Felix but he takes a step back.

“What is this then?” Felix raised his brows.

“Y/N, just tell him the truth.” Minho says as he stands up from the floor, massaging the part where it hurts.

“What truth?” Felix narrows his eyes as he glances over you then Minho.

“You see, uh, how do I say this,” sighing, “Minho is my–”

“Your what?”

“Let me finish, brat,” you glare at him, “Minho is a fairy.”

“The fuck are you saying, Y/N?” Felix walks past you, placing the pizza on the table and putting the ice cream in the freezer.

“I’m not lying!” You argue as you close the door.

“He does not have wings!” Felix raises his hand in frustration.

“Of course, we’re not in the Land of Fae!”

“Quiet down! You don’t want them to know you have a fairy in your room, do you?” Minho shushed the both of you.

“Sorry,” you glare at your best friend, “Believe me.”

“You guys are making this up, right?” Felix’s eyes darted at the two of you, “Tell me you’re joking.”

“We’re not,” Minho answers for you, “Do you want to see me fly?”

“Sure, why not.” Felix jokes but as soon as he sees Minho floating with his legs crossed, his mouth fell agape, “You aren’t fucking kidding?!”

You slap his shoulder as a reminder to tone down his voice.

“I think I’m going to faint-” Felix places a hand over his forehead before dramatically falling down on your couch–on the top of your laptop. Wait, what?

Out of instinct, you pushed Felix before his body could crush your laptop, so he fell on the floor face first instead, “What the hell, Felix! You almost broke my laptop!” You glare at him.

“Do you really have to push me though?” Felix sits up as he rubs his forehead.

“Whatever,” you roll your eyes, “Are we gonna study or…?”

“Yeah, right, sweet cupcake Y/N.”

Monday. You loathed Mondays, take note on the emphasis. It was just the second period but you are already tired. You are about to open your locker when you hear footsteps coming towards you.

“Good morning, Felix. What do you want?” You lazily put your textbooks inside your locker before closing it shut, “By the way, did you see Jisung?”

“Wow, Y/N, I’m here yet you’re looking for another guy.” Felix scoffs.

“Stupid,” you shake your head lightly, “I just haven’t seen him this morning.”

“He didn’t tell you?” The question made turn your head to face him rather abrupt, your brow raised and Felix cannot help to notice how badly you are inlove with Jisung, “Nothing, I don’t know either, he didn’t even respond to my text.”

“Ugh, Felix, you’re so annoying!” Felix just laughs at your irritated reaction.

The walk towards the university cafe is too quiet and you didn’t mind, you wish Jisung could join you for lunch but it seems like he’s really busy and has no time for you, reasonable enough since he probably has lots of work to finish before the due date and it’s already the finals next week, his assessments are different than yours and Felix’s, having your majors in Philosophy. Majoring in Music Production sure is tough and that is one of the reasons why you admired Jisung, aside from his personality. He is hardworking and dedicated, you could see him just goofing around but his grades are always above the average. He tends to joke a lot but when he starts talking about his passion, you could see his determination in his eyes.

Your thoughts are cut off by Felix, sitting across you, “I think you should ask Minho to come with us more often.”

“Who’s Minho?” Jisung is standing beside your table, panting heavily as if he ran all the way here just to see you two.

“Y/N’s friend. He went with us on our shopping.” Felix hums.

You hand Jisung his costume inside the paper bag, your fingers brushing against his slender ones, causing you to stutter on your reply, “Y-yeah.”

“Too bad you didn’t meet him, he’s hilarious! Little did I know, our Y/N has a gorgeous friend.” Felix winks at you but Jisung stood unfazed. To you, Jisung is more gorgeous than Minho and you don’t really care about Felix’s stupid teasing.

“Whatever, I won’t be coming with you guys later, I’ll have to see Wendy.” With that, Jisung left you dumbfounded.

“He just came to get his costume?” Felix coughs in disbelief and you just nod.

Jisung can’t help the jealousy that’s why he left just like that, his insecurities are slowly eating him up again, leaving no parts behind. It would be impossible for you not to have another guy friend, you are attractive as hell and fun to be with, and Jisung thinks you’re out of his league. He just blurted those words as an excuse for him to leave early but he realized that if he leaves you and Felix alone again, you might actually invite Minho with you which isn’t good for the jealousy that is eating him inside.

“Oh, Jisung, I thought you’re with Wendy.” You stop on your tracks upon seeing Jisung leaning against the railings outside your classroom, probably waiting for the dismissal of your last period. His back facing the sky and the golden streaks of light casting from behind made him look strikingly unreal, with his hair parted and slicked back on the right, is absolutely taking your breath away. He looks up to meet your eyes and you feel the rapid thumping inside your chest intensify. Jisung is going to be the death of you.

“I told her I have important matters to do.” Jisung walks up to you, his bangs swaying along with his movements. You thought the slowing of time when your crush walks up to you only happens only in dramas, but you were wrong. You realize that they just dramatized it because in real life, time just passes rather quickly without you noticing it since your attention is completely taken by your loved one.

“S-sure.” You mentally slap yourself for making yourself look like a fool in front of Jisung.

“Wanna have dinner together?” He slings an arm around your shoulder while his other hand clutched around the strap of his bag. You almost forgot that Felix is still with you.

“Of course! We barely had time together the past week.” Felix walks beside Jisung.

“I won’t pass,” you flash him a shy smile, “I missed your loud voice.”

“I don’t know whether to take that as a compliment or what.” Jisung snickers while Felix made gagging sounds.

You are surprised to see a familiar brown hair at the entrance of the university.

“Hey, Y/N. Isn’t that Minho?” Jisung feels his enthusiasm drop upon hearing the fairy’s name.

“Y/N!” Minho jogs over, stopping just in front of you, “Felix!”

“You must be Jisung,” Minho extends his hand for a handshake which Jisung unwillingly took, “Y/N never shuts up about you.”

You sucked in your bottom lip in annoyance, throwing Minho a death stare, “Why are you here?”

“I was heading home but I figured I could say hi.” Minho feigns a smile, he knows you knew his real intentions.

“You know their schedule?” Jisung finally breaks his silence.

“Not really, it just so happened that my timing is right.” Minho sends you a knowing look.

“Ah, is that so?” Jisung nods, “By the way, we still have to go somewhere else. See you later, man.” Jisung drags you and Felix away from the scene and you are confused by his sudden behavior.

“Wow, Jisung, didn’t know you’re that territorial.” Felix mused, surely liking the situation.

“I just didn’t like him,” Jisung turns to you and shrugs, “There’s just something I feel from his presence, y’know?”

“Ah, yes, jealousy,” Felix speaks in a mocking tone, “That’s something hard to ignore, y’know?”

“Someone wants to sleep outside tonight.” Jisung smirks, making Felix take back his words.

You are disappointed with the short amount of time you spent with Jisung, the day after you ate together, Jisung became busier, if that’s still possible, he rarely responds to your messages and if he did, it is short. His ‘meeting’ with Wendy became more frequent and you tried your best not to think of it and let jealousy consume the best of you. Despite the exams coming up, you found yourself flying around on your nightly trips with none other than Minho–but that is after you finish studying; it became some sort of reward to you. You did forget Jisung and Wendy during your adventures but the longing slowly became terribly agonizing. Even with the use of pixie dust and magic, your heart still feels empty at the end of the day.

It is the last day of finals and spring break is just over the corner yet you feel numb and drained already.

“I’m going to die,” a sigh escapes past your lips, “I want to sleep for a whole day.”

“Aww, Y/N, you can rest all you want but we have to take the remaining subjects.” Felix pats your hair gently.

“Thanks, Lixie, I know you’d do well!” You smile at him before taking your phone out of your pocket.

You: hey, love, good luck on your final assessments. <3

Quokka: thanks, y/n. good luck to you too, i know you studied well /(￣3￣ )/

Jisung’s short encouragement was enough for you to go through all your remaining tests and you were satisfied with your answers too. Just like you said on the last day of finals, you really did spend the succeeding day sleeping. You woke up the next day to see your notifications blown up from Felix and Jisung’s texts. It took you almost thirty minutes to read the entirety of the messages and reply to it.

You became all giddy and impatient with the fact that you’d be attending the festival next next week. You were excited, nonetheless you still spent the first week of spring break either by yourself or with Minho’s company. You tidied up your dorm since you basically live there even during the short breaks from school. You didn’t have a house to come home every spring break because your parents are working abroad and all busy with their work, plus they don’t have spring breaks at work, so it’s you travelling to another country every December just to be with them.

The day you’ve been waiting for has finally arrived and your heart has been pounding the moment you wake up.

“Where are you going?” You ask Minho who is heading for the door.

“Felix asked me for some help.” You nod at him and go back to making final adjustments on your costume. Over the few weeks, Minho became disgustingly close to Felix to the point where Minho knew everything about him too but that’s because Felix promised not to tell anyone your friend’s not-so-little secret and Minho trusted your ball-of-a-sunshine friend. What you didn’t expect is for Minho to become friends with Jisung, looking back on the way Jisung acted upon meeting Minho for the first time, it seemed impossible for him to trust your friend. You spent the remaining time watching cute cat videos and reading theories in Philosophy that made you curse a lot and almost regret taking Philosophy as your major during your freshman year.

Taking one last spin in front of the mirror, you excitedly head to the university gate to meet Jisung and the others but little did you know, your friends had other plans. They decided that they’ve had enough of your pining on each other albeit all the teasing and flat-out hints.

“Jisung, where are they?” You try to brush off the rowdy butterflies in the pit of your stomach. The pair of tunic and braies gave Jisung an extreme makeover, he looks just like a real fairy, which also coincidentally matches with your olive green fairy costume–to put it short, you look like a couple.

“Didn’t Felix come over to your dorm?” Jisung shrugs, fiddling with the hem of his forest tunic, you can sense his nervousness.

“Minho told me Felix asked him to lend a hand,” Your eyes widen in realization, “They left us!”

“I shouldn’t have trusted those two!” Jisung mutters under his breath.

“What are we going to do now?” You bite your lip, analyzing your surroundings; a fair amount of people have gathered outside the university and the others have already entered the gates.

“Just forget them,” Jisung grabs your hand, “Let’s just enjoy the festival even with just the two of us!”

Jisung and you went from stall to stall, spending a huge amount of money and eating an unhealthy amount of sweets. The two of you are now sitting beside each other on one of the benches, feet sore yet contented. You can see the diversity in everyone’s costume and everybody is having a great time, smiles plastered across their faces as they celebrate with their friends and loved ones; making your heart feel warm at the rare sight.

“Y/N,” Jisung snaps you out of your trance, “The fireworks are starting soon.”

“Really?” You unlocked your phone, showing the cute wallpaper you had set, which is you three on your first mid-spring festival, “So much time had passed already?”

“Yeah, are you tired?” Jisung places his hand over yours and it felt natural to Jisung.

“I mean look,” you raised your phone to his vision, “Three years had passed and we’re all still friends.”

“Isn’t it a great thing?” Jisung squeezes your hand lightly.

“Yeah…” You couldn’t finish your sentence, you cannot just straight-up tell him ‘And we’re still not together, so it’s not great’, your insecurities just don’t agree with you.

“Did you have fun today? You’re too silent.” Jisung’s eyes searched for yours.

“Of course!” You exclaim, averting your gaze within seconds.

“Good to know,” Jisung smiles as he thumb rubs circles on your knuckles, “I wish this day won’t end though.”

“What do you mean?” It is your turn to face him.

“We have to go home sooner right?” You nod at his words, “Can I ask for something before we leave?”

Ignoring the loud palpitating inside your chest, “Go ahead.”

“May I kiss you?” Jisung is too jittery to mind his choice of words, anxiousness consuming him as he anticipates for your answer.

“Of course,” Feeling slightly confident, you even smiled at him. His eyes marveled from your eyes to your lips and you felt the tiny hairs on your nape stood up when Jisung placed his free hand to cup your jaw while the other held your hand. Just as his lips touched yours, you heard the sound of fireworks spreading across the night sky and everything felt perfect and magical. Seconds passed and you feel Jisung’s lips parting away from yours and you wished it didn’t have to end.

“Hey, Y/N, I know I don’t have supernatural powers nor wings to take you on nightly escapades,” Jisung gazes oh-so-lovingly at your teary ones.

“How did you know?” Your ears perk up, waiting for his response.

“Minho told me,” Jisung smiles, taking a deep breath, “but I can love you with all my heart.”

“I love you too, Jisung.”

You don’t need any pixie dust and magic to feel sparks, happiness, freedom, and comfort all at once; all you need is Jisung and his love.

#stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #stray kids one shot #han jisung #han #jisung #han scenarios #han imagines #jisung imagines #jisung x reader #felix scenarios #minho scenarios #lee know scenarios #baerry.writes #baerry.txt #ana.txt

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bunny-xoxo · 3 years

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✨ Anon Playlist

For my ✨ anon, I hope it’s what you were looking for!

warning: slight timeskip!nishinoya spoilers, kissing?

gif not mine, credit to owner

A/N: I tried to make this GN! since I don’t know your pronouns, if you have any problems please let me know!

Relationship Head Cannons

Okok reading your ask I definitely had to pair you with Nishinoya!! Looking at your interests and your personality etc. I think you guys would make a lovely couple :)

He definitely met you while traveling and immediately asked you for your number (this man is so bold and shameless you cannot tell me otherwise); he was probably a little ridiculous about it and loud and he could not believe you said yes

Went from 😉😁😏 to 👁👄👁,,,😳😳😳 so fast

Called Tanaka drunk after you gave him your number talking about how you have to be the one or something cause he just got some gorgeous babe’s phone number at the bar and he’s pretty sure it’s real

Tanaka still laugh’s about it with him all the time and Noya’s always like oml haha so embarrassing😅😅 stop it dude they’re gonna think I’m a creep 🤬

Nishinoya love’s it when you get to meet his friend’s and get along with them!! It make’s his heart so full!

Double dates with Tanaka and Kiyoko!!! And Noya’s just so🤩🤩 guys guys look at my bb!!!!

omg would endlessly brag about your cocktail making skills asjjskfjnkajeke and NO ONE asked but he can’t help himself

Would shamelessly ask you to paint him and then immediately start undressing for a nude painting adjskfieurir

Would for SURE ask you to read to him and it’s one of the few times he’s actually calm, he just finds it so calming he gets to stare at you and just bask in you and how much he loves you is the real reason

Love love loves listening to you talk about your current book obsession and just finds it so cute

let’s be honest just worships the ground you walk on

LOTS of stargazing on beaches at night

He would ask you an abundance of questions about literally anything you know or love cause he’s a passionate guy, too!! You guys could definitely talk for hours and hours and never get bored of each other

And the way you listen to him while he rants about literally any and everything makes his heart practically implode

He’s so soft for you too cause he never thought someone would actually be down for his lifestyle of traveling and having a good time but you do! And you enjoy it so much :)!

PHYSICAL AFFECTION

LOVES holding your hand cause not only does it let him run around and make sure he’s not gonna lose you in the crowd but it just makes him feel so close to you? And it let’s everyone know he’s your boyfriend which he takes so much pride in pls

All in all, your guys’ relationship is just so full of fun that when you guys get to lay and look at the stars together and everything slows down for that moment, Noya knows he really loves you and couldn’t imagine finding anyone better

And what you’ve been waiting for... your playlist!

Ok, so I did my best to match your playlist to the indie vibes you mentioned and keeping it to the scenario of just laying with Noya as best as I could!

I sincerely hope you enjoy, please tell me your thoughts!! Below is the listed songs in order and my explanation for each :). And if you need anything changed, please tell me!

1. Lost in Your Love - Colyer: This song definitely is reminiscent of when you two first met, seeing you just hit him like a truck. Now, he could let literally let go of anything in his life as long as you were there with him. He’s quite definitely lost in your love (talk about devoted, sheesh).

2. My Kind of Woman - Mac DeMarco: So this is written with the intent of keeping you gender neutral since I don’t know your pronouns, so I don’t specifically take the “woman” part of this song as inspiration, but rather the idea of the love in the song if that makes sense. But if this song makes you uncomfortable please let me know and I will happily replace this song. SIMP ALERT 🚨 please Noya wishes he could dedicate this song to you with his whole heart. It’s more of him just being in complete disbelief that YOU choose to be by his side (this is a common theme here 🙄) It doesn’t matter how long you two are together he will never get over letting him be by your side

3. Nothing - Bruno Major: PLS THIS SONG IS MAKING ME SO SOFT FOR NOYA😰✋ please, this is your guys song. The epitome of just laying in each other’s presence and enjoying the warmth and conversation between you two, it’s these moments that really make Noya fall in love with you

4. Something About You - sophie meiers: Noya was definitely more nervous to ask you to be an official couple than he was saying I love you LMAO. He was just so scared to be like look I really like you, please just let me be yours and please be mine officially and let me do couple things with you and show you cool things I like (definitely came off like 💧👁u👁..... be my girlfriend? 🧍‍♂️)

5. Pluto Projector - Rex Orange County: C’mon now TELL me this ain’t you and Noya 🙄✋ your relationship is definitely always in that “honeymoon” phase, you guys are just effortlessly obsessed with each other cause not only do you have so much love to give but so does he!! And this song is just pure ~vibes~

6. Fall - Chloe x Halle: Ok, this one is mainly just for the feeling of it, but okok. You and Noya laying and looking up at the stars and it starts to rain but he just won’t get up and you guys just lay there having a laughing fit until you pull him up and make him come back to the warmth of your guys’ home. And as you’re drying each other off and you have a towel around your shoulders and your still dripping a little and you’re handing him his tea and fuck you just look so perfect he can’t help but tell you he loves you

7. Honeybee - Steam Powered Giraffe: SLOW DANCE TIME, everyone's gotta have one right? It’s more soft behavior, but this song? WHEW. Noya know’s he will forever be trapped by you and your beauty and presence but he just couldn’t care less, the things you do to him, god he swears you’re gonna kill him.

8. Intertwined - dodie: There’s no way you could mention laying with your s/o and NOT have me put this song on there, please just listen to this song you��ll understand 🙏 pure cuddly, chill vibes

9. Turning Page - Sydney Rose: stop it this song makes me cry tell me you guys aren’t laying with each other, tracing each other’s features with your fingers, memorizing every little detail there is to notice (fuck this is so intimate i-)

10. Like You Do - Joji: 🚨A LITTLE NOYA ANGST IM SORRY🚨 Noya would be a little scared his lifestyle would become too much and it’s kind of an irrational fear he has for you, but at the same time he knows that you make him so happy and you love him so much he’d be willing to even change this for you if it meant you could keep loving him like you do now.

11. Goodbye Horses - Q Lazzarus: Did someone say late night cuddly and giggly make out sesh? 😳 Noya pulling away every time just to go “oh no sir🤠!” before kissing you again ( :40 in the song, you’ll know what I’m talking about)

12. Body Language - Miki Ratsula: We get it you two 🙄✋ you like laying down and cuddling together

13. Dogs at the Beach - The Altogether: PLS this is just for vibes tbh

14. Wanna Know - Sabrina Claudio: I do feel like sometimes Noya is a very blunt guy who says it as is, and not everyone else is like that! So I’m sure sometimes he gets nervous that he’s too much for you and whether or not you love him as much as he loves you! But ultimately he knows you guys wouldn’t be where you are now if you didn’t love him (and then he immediately hates himself for even questioning your love, protect him pls)

15. Let Me Follow - Son Lux: TL;DR, all you need is each other’s love to exist and you couldn’t ask for more.

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AHHHH IT’S FINALLY HERE , I’m sorry this took so long! I was having a lot of problems with Tumblr and am a fairly new writer, I really hope you enjoyed this, please give me your feedback and thoughts! I want to make sure you got this :(

Feedback and opinions from anyone is appreciated!

request’s for playlist’s are currently closed until I finish the others, but I will make a post when they’re open again! And to all of those who have requested, they’ll be out shortly!!

-🐇out

#haikyuu playlist #haikyu requests #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#nishinoya x reader #nishinoya headcanons #matchup #Karasuno #timeskip!nishinoya #✨anon #gn!reader

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coeurdastronaute · 4 years

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Essays in Existentialism: Stud 9

Previously on Stud

“It’s been awhile.”

“Near a decade?”

“Well there was that convention in Prague. Maybe six, seven years ago?”

“And the reunion at the Hargrove Estate.”

“The presentations in Oslo?”

“I think… I think that was right around when m mom--” Lexa furrowed as she tried to place the time that seemed to slip away from them. “I guess Prague was the last time.”

“Five years then,” her old friend from college nodded thoughtfully. “Time is a dangerous thing. I hate it.”

The lounge was intimate, dimly lit and clean, freshly modeled despite being an ancient and ritzy institution in its own right. Dark woods were illuminated by soft lights, large paintings covered the walls in dark gold frames. The chairs were velvet and the drinks were perfectly crafted from the best labels. The clamor of the familiar crowd in suits and ties and diamonds and dresses was just a murmur behind their secluded table

Maggie James hadn’t changed a bit, just matured into a fulfilled version of herself, or so Lexa liked to imagine. She still had deep brown eyes and a heart-shaped face. Still had a soft smile. Her hair was cut shorter now, above the shoulders and wavy. Her demeanor was more assured, more herself, than the unsure girl in college, or even the graduate assistant at a presentation in Prague.

“I have to say, I hadn’t expected to hear from the CFO of one of the largest companies on the planet after reading my lowly article and research.”

“I don’t know about lowly,” Lexa smiled after sipping her drink. “I thought it was a good article. And your research was thorough.”

“I just observe and postulate. Those other companies were the ones doing the hard part.”

She was naturally demure. Maggie was not someone who had to work for a living. Her family owned an ancient merchant conglomerate and she was vaguely related to a Kennedy and a Duke or something. And though she had her phases, Lexa remembered her from school as someone who wanted to do her own thing. She didn’t cut up her black card, but she sure didn’t care to rely simply by biding her time. Lexa always liked that.

They hadn’t been especially close, just gravitated to similar circles and were in the same degree program, naturally leading to an affiliation that boarded somewhere between acquaintances who knew too much and friends with no actual ties.

The real surprise had been when Maggie actually returned the phone call Lexa gave after a few weeks of obsessing over the research and generally annoying her girlfriend with facts and tidbits, filling up a notebook with her own questions, ideas, and things she’d read. She’d garnered a lot of attention with her article and research. It almost wasn’t worth it for her to return the call of a somewhat acquaintances, somewhat friend that she hadn’t seen or heard from in upwards of six years. But Lexa’s last name was on buildings in almost ever major city, and regardless, she got a return call.

“I did call you about the article, but also to catch up,” Lexa promised.

“And remember those good times in college?”

“We did have a few of those, didn’t we?” she grinned, looking over her glass, earning a shaking head and heavy sigh and smile.

“Much to my girlfriend’s chagrin.”

“You actually told her some stories?” Maggie raised her eyebrows and chuckled. “And she let you come tonight?”

“Encouraged it actually. She’s sick of hearing me rave about your work and research. I’m allowed to have an intellectual crush on you, and that’s it.”

“She’s a saint.”

“You have no idea,” Lexa agreed and signaled for another round. “Last I heard, you were engaged to some Lockeridge. Didn’t work out?”

Maggie held up her hand and wiggled an empty ring finger.

“He didn’t particularly care that I was interested in anything other than the usual marriage retirement activities like kids and needlepoint or whatever.”

“A shame.”

“I heard you decided to go outside of the pool or acceptables,” Maggie shrugged. “I only have a few questions: How, and how did your father take it?”

“You know my dad. He wouldn’t know acceptable if it shook his hand. He actually adores Clarke. And it was sheer luck. She just happened to be best friends with a mechanic I use to fix up old cars.”

“Kismet.”

“How did your parent’s take the loss of a Lockeridge hyphenation?”

“Mom went into full mourning, black outfits for a week and three weeks in Italy,” Maggie recited as Lexa laughed. “Dad complained about his lost deposits on venues.”

“And now?”

“Now, I research sustainable and ethical management in corporations.”

“I meant--”

“I don’t even own a car, so I haven’t run into any mechanics, and I was almost hoping you’d broken up with your saint and that’s why you’d called.”

“It actually our three year anniversary next month.”

“Disgusting. You’re buying the drinks.”

They both shared a smile and shook their heads, amused at themselves and the situation of their lives, both wondering how they hadn’t taken the time to be better friends, although a few drunken make outs had certainly ended any hopes of that back then.

“I’m assuming you want to talk to me about the article and your company?”

“I was having fun catching up, but I take sex off the table and now you’re all business.”

“I know your time is valuable, and I don’t want you to think you have to waste it catching up,” she explained, leaving Lexa slightly baffled.

“Your time is valuable too, and honestly, I am kind of having fun catching up. I kind of fell out with the old gang after Mom.”

“I heard you did the falling.”

“Probably,” Lexa nodded in agreement as she swapped out her empty glass for a new one. “I worked myself raw for three years straight.”

“But you still hear some of the rumblings from the old guard?”

“Some. Care to fill me in on more before I proposition you?”

“Intellectually?”

“Strictly.”

Maggie took a large sip from her drink and eyed the girl across from her, at ease and amused at their conversation, ever charming and wildly sexy without even meaning to do it, Lexa was someone who made her attention feel like nothing else mattered, and anyone would want to be within her company to experience it. All were welcome, but it was a blessing to hold her focus for an extended period of time, in any capacity. Maggie remembered making out with her in the bathroom of a club. She remembered making out with her at a party on the Lower East Side. She remembered Lexa’s messy waves, leather jacket, and fiery eyes that remained, even a decade later. But they weren’t for her anymore, and she was alright with the disappointment if it meant working with her.

“Did you know Emma Hunton-Blather?”

“Not biblically.”

“I wouldn’t imagine so. She’s an ultra-religious mommy blogger now.”

“Yikes,” Lexa winced.

“And Francine Christenson already divorced twice.”

“I think I saw one of those.”

The evening was easy. The drinks flowed and the two caught up with their previous acquaintances. Lexa was grateful that it was going well considering how nervous she was about approaching an almost stranger.

The drinks kept coming and before she could talk shop, Lexa was drunk and just enjoyed having fun.

XXXXXXXXX

“I love her.”

“Oh god, not this again,” Clarke groaned, rolled over, and tugged the pillow with her over her head.

“Not like I love you. I just am fascinated by her research.”

“Is that what you call her boobs?”

“Oh no,” Lexa shook her head, wobbling slightly as she plunked down on the edge of the bed and began awkwardly tugging off her shoes. “I can’t even seen boobs that aren’t yours boobs. I am boob-blind now.”

Despite herself, Clarke smiled at her drunken girlfriend. It wasn’t often that she came out, and when Drunk Lexa did, she often enjoyed it. There wasn’t any jealousy against Maggie James, just that Clarke liked a little more attention than she was getting with this new project. She also wished this old project hadn’t made out with her girlfriend, but that was neither here nor there. She’d feel the same way if Lexa was obsessed with recycling. She’d hate it and vote for global warming to make her stop fixating.

Before she could finish with her shoes, Lexa flopped backwards, fully clothed and half on the bed.

“Clarke. Hey, are you sleeping?”

“No, darling. I’m up.”

“I wish I’d never made out with Maggie, because I think we could have been have friends.”

“Good. Keep not making out with her and you can be.”

“Ahhhh,” Lexa pointed at Clarke and laughed before letting her arm fall back down.

“Plus, you could use more friends.”

“Nah. I don’t.”

“You do.”

Clarke moved, putting the book she’d fallen asleep reading on the night stand and moving her way around the bed to help the pitiful thing that couldn’t get undressed. She stayed at Lexa’s strictly because it meant sloppy drunk needy Lexa. She also expected her about two hours earlier.

“You need more friends. It’s good to have them.”

“I have Gus,” Lexa listed, counting on her fingers as her girlfriend tugged off her shoes for her. “And Aden, and Anya, and Dad, and Indra, and um. And Maggie. And, um… uh…”

“Only one of those are age appropriate, not related to you, and not salaried.”

“And you! You’re my best friend. Who needs more than that?”

She didn’t mean to, but Clarke smiled at that as she moved to unbutton Lexa’s shirt, earning a smile and laugh despite already closed eyes.

“Oh, are you getting me naked, Ms. Griffin? Naughty naughty.”

“How much did you drink?”

“A little bit.”

Clarke just shook her head and pulled Lexa up so she could pull off the shirt. She moves to the pants next, instructing her to lift her butt so she could tug them off. Lexa remained fairly still as Clarke searched for a spare shirt for her to sleep in.

“Hey, hey, Clarke. Hey,” Lexa called in a whisper.

“Hm?”

“You really are my best friend.”

Clarke smiled, her cheeks growing warm as she slid the shirt over the drunk’s arms and head, careful not to poke an eye or pull hair. Tenderly, she got a rag from the bathroom and wiped her face as best she could, earning almost purrs of contentment with the treatment.

“Are you ready for me to fuck you?” Lexa ventured, wiggling her eyebrows. “I’ve been thinking about it all night.”

“You’re drunk.”

“And you’re beautiful.” Clarke pushed her girlfriend’s shoulders so that she fell back in bed easily. “Perfect. You can be on top.”

“Get under the covers. It’s time for bed.”

“Fine, but you should know that I am a good lay.”

“I’m aware,” Clarke grinned as Lexa climbed in obediently.

“I’m like really good at giving you orgasms. And you seem to like them.”

“Oh, I do. But I’m tired and you’re drunk.”

“Those are two true facts,” Lexa nodded and yawned, rolling into her usual spot. Her arm was held open until Clarke joined her in bed.

The lights off and the pair finally ready for bed, Clarke snuggled into her spot and felt Lexa’s warmth, enjoying the feeling of having her back.

“Hey Lex?” Clarke whispered as arms held her tightly.

“Change your mind about sex?” Lexa returned. “I’m still down.”

“No. I just wanted to tell you that you’re my best friend, too.”

“Good.”

Her arms pulled tighter and Lexa kissed Clarke’s shoulder before falling into a very contented drunken slumber.

XXXXXXXXX

Lexa loved her office. She loved that it was quiet and that even though she had taken a smaller role in th day to day operations, it was still there for her to work, uninterrupted and unimpeded. She loved her desk. She loved her view. She loved the certainty that came behind sitting her name plate, as if it told her who she was. There was a certain power that she took from it all.

“Thanks for coming down,” Lexa offered as Maggie took a seat across from her desk. “I think i forgot to explain what interested me most about your research at drinks the other night.”

“Yeah I think the fourth round of whisky made it a little difficult to keep track of complex ideas.”

“I had a good time.”

“Me too.”

“My girlfriend let me know that I need more friends. The problem being that I don’t particularly like or trust most people.”

“Or you’re too busy to put the effort into it. I get it. Trust me,” Maggie nodded, relaxing slightly as Anya brought in some coffee and placed it between them. “Thank you.”

“I was told that all my friends work for me or are related to me,” Lexa explained as she sipped her coffee. “And even though I would consider us friends, or potentially friends. I want to hire you.”

“I already have a job.”

“Yes, but I have lots of money.”

Maggie snorted at that, smiling, amused at Lexa’s candor.

“I have lots of money too.”

“I knew you would say that. I also knew that there wasn’t much I could offer you to sway you away from a fun research and doctoral position at a great university. I’m sure you find teaching rewarding.”

Lexa stood from her desk and grabbed a folder from the corner, carefully looking it over in her hands.

“The interesting thing I found in your report was that you were advocating for a system that not one single major corporation would even contemplate putting into existence.”

“I’m sure some--”

“Free housing? College tuition? Four day work weeks? Work from home? Private insurance? Officer salary cuts? Who in there right mind is going to do that?”

“I thought you were interested in my research.”

“I am. Because my job was killing me. And I have a hypothesis for you.”

“I think that’s my job.”

“You haven’t accepted yet,” Lexa reminded her as she leaned against the front of her desk. “If I implement your suggestions, will I not hate my job anymore?”

“There’s no way for me to measure that.”

“True. Will I feel better if we are a more ethical and knowledgeable company?”

“Yes.”

“Will we turn a profit?”

“According to my data, yes. Although the scale of your business,” Maggie shook her head. “I wouldn’t even know where to start hypothesizing on when.”

“Hypothetically,” Lexa continued, smiling at how easy it was to get her interested. “What would you need to start testing your hypothesis? In real time. At this company.”

There was a quiet that settled as Maggie stared at the CFO. Long and tall, Lexa crossed her arms over her chest, the mystery folder tucked under her arm. Her shirt was folded precisely up to her elbow, her collar pressed and pointy, her glasses perched perfectly and her hair coiffed with enough effort to look like it wasn’t trying at all. She didn’t betray a thought though.

“Off the top of my head, I’d need access to everything. I’d need months of internal research and auditing, plus at least a handful of accountants and assistants. I don’t think you understand what you’re asking.”

“I do.”

“You can’t.”

“In this folder,” Lexa grinned, and held it in front of her friend. “Is one of our middling branches based in London. I want to give it to you.”

“A company?”

“Kind of. I want you to hire your team. I want you to help me implement your changes. I want to create a better world. I had to think of something that no one else could give you, to entice you. Is it working?”

“Consider me enticed,” Maggie nodded, slowly accepting the folder and flipping it open, her mouth slightly agape.

The buzzer on Lexa’s desk sounded and she pushed off, walking back to her chair.

Ms. Woods, the car is here to take you to the airport.

“Thanks, Anya. Give me a few more minutes.”

“Going somewhere?”

“Three year anniversary weekend,” Lexa smiled. “I had a bit of a rough year last year, but it’s all coming back around.”

“You are incredibly good at multitasking. You’re pitching me while planning an epic event and doing how many other things.”

“Take the week to think about it. Everything you need is in that folder.”

“I’m going to need more than a fifteen minute meeting with yout see if this is even for real.”

“It’s real,” Lexa promised. “We can figure everything else out together, when you accept.”

“If.”

“I’ve been told I’m very persuasive. Take the week. I’ll be back next Tuesday and we can talk more then, if you’d like.”

“I thought maybe a consultation, but this is…” Maggie shook her head and stared at the folder before shutting it quickly. “Hell of a friend.”

“Come on, I’ll walk with you out,” Lexa offered as she grabbed her bag.

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The ranch was still slightly visible in the sunset, the timing only slightly off with their arrival for the romantic weekend escape. Tall pines and cedars eclipsed it while the mountains stood tall and purple in the distance against a firestorm of clouds in the fading summer light. The cabin was one of her favorite places on the planet, and she couldn’t think of anywhere more secluded and perfect to hide away from the world with her beautiful girlfriend to celebrate three absolutely life-changing years.

“I would have been happy with just a hotel room downtown,” Clarke chided as she entered the giant house. “This is too much.”

“I figured it was a good excuse to use this place. It’s been years since I’ve been out,” Lexa explained as she dropped their bags in the foyer.

She made sure everything was stocked and prepared and the staff wouldn’t be around. The caretakers didn’t mind a week off, and she was just excited to be away from the city and back somewhere quiet.

“Is this the ranch your mom liked?”

“Yeah, she’d make us spend a lot of spare time out here.”

“I can see why. It’s beautiful.”

“She designed it. Found an old hunting lodge and decided to convert it to a modern home. It was her labor of love.”

“Thank ou,” Clarke smiled and hugged her girlfriend before kissing her cheek. “Show me around.”

Lexa wasn’t particularly good at feeling so good, but she’d been excited and planned everything for the past month. So she took Clarke by the hand and showed her the grand room, the high ceiling and giant windows that looked out at the trees and the mountains as far as the eye could see. The fireplace was already roaring and inviting, but she took her toward the pool and hot tub area that went from outside to inside. She excitedly told her stories about being a kid, and all the stuff her and Aden would do.

By the time they made it to the bedroom she wanted, Clarke flopped onto the bed and gave up trying to figure out where she was in the maze of a house.

“So we get this whole place to ourselves for the next few days?” Clarke asked as Lexa gracefully slid beside her in the giant bed.

“Mhm, so go ahead and just take your clothes off now. I actually should have told you that at the door.”

“But I brought very cute lacy things you like me to wear.”

“Oh, wait, yeah,” Lexa nodded eagerly. “That’s all you can wear.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“I’m yours.”

“And sappy.”

“Incredibly.”

But it was perfect, and Lexa didn’t care that her girlfriend was mocking her. She leaned forward and kissed her. She pressed Clarke into the bed and went about the task of celebrating.

XXXXXXXXXX

“I need you to carb up because I have a few more things planned for you,” Lexa explained as she reached forward and took another slice of pizza.

“Shut up.”

“I mean it. Dad keeps the W stored in the garage and I have waited three years to--”

“You can’t be serious,” Clarke laughed and shook her head, pressing her palm over her chest with how amusing she found it.

They were tangled in the sheets. They were tired and sated and happy and now nearly full from the dinner of pizza and beer.

“That’s the real reason I decided to come here,” Lexa grinned. “The romantic, candlelight bath and fireplaces, and privacy were all a ruse. You’ve been ruse-d.”

“I can’t believe I’ve kept you around for three years.”

“Me neither.”

“I should get a medal.”

“I agree completely,” Lexa decided as she hopped up from the bed. “Wait right there.”

Nearly tripping over herself, the CFO took the corner out of the room so quickly, Clarke was certain she hit the wall. The sound of padding bare feet could be heard in the bed, and for the life of her, Clarke wasn’t sure why it made her fall a little more in love, if that were even possible.

In a flash, Lexa returned, hopping into the bed, quick to hide whatever was in her hands.

“This was supposed to be a year of no gifts,” Clarke chided.

“I’m terrible at following directions. I don’t know if you knew that or not yet, but it’s a harsh truth you should start to understand.”

“You should listen to me.”

“I should,” she nodded and held out a velvet box. “I’ll start tomorrow.”

Clarke eyed her girlfriend warily and frowned at the blatant lie. But Lexa shrugged and smiled, nudging her to open the box.

“Oh, Lex, this is…”

The keychain was a tiny logo of Lexa’s company. It was plain and simple and cost exactly $2.95, and now it was dangling from Clarke’s finger as she furrowed and smiled at it despite all else because it was certainly not what she was expecting.

“It’s too much. You shouldn’t have.”

“You deserve the best,” Lexa explained, scooting closer. “Last time we did this, I wasn’t read. You weren’t ready. It wasn’t right. But now...I think it’s right. I think I want to be with you all of the time. I want to come home from business trips and see you. I want to cook dinner together. I want to sleep with you every night. I want to live together.”

Her hair was a mess, and when she was nervous, she talked with her hands. Clarke watched the entire thing without moving a muscle, because she might scare Lexa if she did. Instead, she looked at the key chain in her palm and listened.

“You’ve been making a lot of moves lately, Woods.”

“Well, the girl I love keeps pushing me to do better.”

“What if you get sick of me?”

“I won’t.”

“What if I get sick of you?”

“We’ll get a big place, so you can ignore me when I bug you,” Lexa promised.

“You’re ready for this?” Clarke asked, giving her a hard look.

“Very. Are you?”

“Very.”

Before she could say anything else, Lexa launched herself at her, and Clarke was tackled and kissed happily.

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[Ever Since Then] Chapter 1-9

【Chapter One: The one who I wanted】

Adelyn successfully escaped from the ski trip.

She softly sat down in the subway and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was sad that she had to miss such a big event, but witnessing the one she wanted laughing with her rival would’ve been even more tragic.

Or so she felt.

Her only lament was knowing the disappointment everyone would have of her since she backed out at the last second.

But there was nothing left she could’ve done at that moment, so she gave up.

The sorrow was her lullaby, and it would’ve led her all the way home.

Martin, however, didn’t let that happen.

Adelyn momentarily opened her eyes and saw him standing there with eyes of melancholy, whilst her eyes filled with agitation.

“Of course the one who I wanted to see the least is the one who shows up. What are you doing here?” she questioned.

“I could ask you the same thing. You looked forward to this trip more than anyone else, so I don’t get it. Why are you on the train back home?” replied Martin.

She looked away with dull eyes.

He stared for a minute then realized an eternity could pass and she still wouldn’t have responded.

So, instead, he took a seat next to her.

“I can’t go back without you. It just won’t feel right.” he said.

“…Are you trying to guilt trip me or something?”

“No, not at all. I just can’t believe the class would have fun without you around. I also don’t believe it’d be right to leave you alone now that I know you clearly wish you didn’t leave.”

“And what makes you so sure?”

“Well… If you took pleasure in ditching us, you would’ve been doing something along the lines of happily snickering or dining at a restaurant, not… Scowling.”

“You haven’t stopped to think that maybe you’re the reason of that scowl?”

“I have, actually. Not for now, though. But for before.”

Adelyn’s eyebrow twitched, and Martin knew he was spot on.

“Aren’t you just the knight in shining armor? Just assuming that people who are alone hate the isolation.” she said in attempt to change the subject.

“There’s nothing wrong with some alone time, but there’s a difference between preferring to have no company and having something preventing you from company. Something like jealousy.”

“It looks like you don’t have to wonder why I hate you anymore because now you’ll know. It’s because you think you know me.”

“Really? I think you hate me because I know you too well.”

“Enlighten me, then. What could I possibly be jealous of?”

“That I was with Winter. The fact that she and I happened to be in the same group bothered you. Before the grouping period, you were just fine.”

Adelyn felt her stomache drop.

She figured that her secret was out.

She felt betrayed.

“Then, why did you ask me why I left if you knew?” she asked.

Martin shyly looked away.

“I just can’t give myself too much credit.” he said.

“To be fair, I thought I hid it well. Giving yourself a little credit wouldn’t hurt.”

“No, I mean… I just can’t believe anyone would actually like me.”

“Like you? What are you talking about, Martin? You know I like-”

Adelyn paused.

Then her face got red with embarassment.

He didn’t know her secret.

But she gave it away.

The two made wide eye contact for a few seconds then slowly turned away.

“Arriving at Dasdun. Dasdun Station.” the transit system said.

As the train doors opened, Martin grabbed Adelyn’s hand and began to run.

“Hey! What the hell are you doing?” yelled Adelyn.

“I was just thinking, you can’t think Winter’s going to wait for you forever. Besides, it’s already November!” said Martin.

“I can’t tell if you’re talking about the person or the season!”

“Sure you can! Just read the sentence that’s right above your reply! It’s not that hard!”

“You’re an idiot!”

The two headed to the Northbound platform and barely made it onto the train back to the lodge.

“You should be there. I promise Winter will be happier with you around. She was the one that did her best to convince you to come, after all.”

She finally managed to crack a smile to him.

“I guess, in the end, I should be glad you’re a moron.”

“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Even though we only spoke a few times before today, you seriously thought I liked you. And… Without that, I would’ve kept believing you were some stuck up jerk. You could’ve left me, but you gave me a chance to spend time with her again. But…. You should’ve seen the look your face after you found out!”

“What?! You mean your face that was as red as Hide in the last episode of New York Ghoul!”

“I-I’ll show you red!” she yelled as she pulled on his cheeks.

Ever since then, she knew he was her best friend.

【Chapter Two: Falling for you】

“Huh, Adelyn? Where’s Martin?” asked Estelle, not aware of Adelyn’s hour long absence.

“He was insistent in joining the group I was in. Must’ve really wanted to ski with Jaime or something.” she replied.

Of course, this was planned by Martin and herself a few minutes before their arrival. It took him a while, but Martin had finally convinced Adelyn a second time to be brave when it came to Winter.

“Oh I see… So he wants to ditch us for the beginner’s group, huh?” smiled Winter.

“Beginner..?” asked Adelyn.

“Yeah. Don’t you remember? We were split into three groups: Intermediate, Casual, and Beginner. This group being intermediate.” said Estelle.

“Dammit! That lil sackbag used me!” Adelyn thought.

Martin sneezed. After he regained his composure, he graced his eyes upon the bunny hill.

“It still looks pretty damn scary for a beginner’s course.” shivered Jaime.

“Don’t worry man. The trick to not falling is to never stand up in the first place.” said Martin.

“You mean like squatting your ass down on the skis?”

“Yeah.”

“Uhh, that’s missing out on the experience. What’s the point of that?”

“To not wipe out like the dinosaurs.”

Winter and Adelyn stood atop of the intermediate mountain.

“I’m probably not ready for this, Winter. I mean, this is the first time I’ve ever worn skis.”

“I know, Adelyn. Don’t worry. It may look kind of intimidating, but it’s actually the same as the bunny hill. The only difference is that there’s trees and multiple paths downward”

“You mean multiple ways our bones can break while falling down.”

Winter gave a warm laugh.

“That can happen, yes. Even for me. But if it’s falling for you I doubt I’d mind since with every moment of pain there’s a moment of experience to learn from.”

Adelyn’s face beamed and, without her noticing, subconsciously took a step forward and began the downhill journey.

“Oh, shit! Winter! What’s the ‘I wanna freaking stop going downhill’ maneuver?!” yelled Adelyn.

“No! You don’t want to stop too abruptly! Try slowing down first!” Winter shouted back.

“Okay, what’s the slow down maneuver?!”

Winter took a deep breath.

“Hold on!”

She sped down the hill to catch up with Adelyn, and she did it with much grace and such speed.

When the two finally met, they grabbed each other’s hands and they started to slow down.

“Not bad for your first time, Adelyn.” said Winter.

“You too, er, I mean…”

The two shared a gaze for a moment.

After a few seconds, a squat skiing Martin crashed into Winter, causing her to flip twice in the air then roll down the hill.

“What’re you doing?!” screamed Adelyn.

“Losing control! I never thought skiing like this would be so difficult! I also never thought the bunny hill was connected to the intermediate one! Like that just makes no-”

Before he could finish his sentence, Martin crashed into a tree.

In the distance, Adelyn saw Jaime also making his way from the bunny hill to the mountain.

“Ahhhh, Adelyn!” he cried.

He tried to grab onto Adelyn to stop himself from falling, but she dodged, causing him to trip. As a result, though, she slipped on his back and began sliding down the hill while dragging him on her ski.

“Oh God! This hurts a lot more than you think it does, yo!” yelled Jaime.

“You shouldn’t have tried to grab me! What would’ve that done, huh? This would’ve happened anyway, with my head on the snow and all!” replied Adelyn.

The two of them kept tumbling until eventually they flew up a few feet into the air.

It was then that Estelle showed up and opened up her arms.

“It’s alright! I’ll catch the both of you and then we’ll-”

And before she finished her sentence, they crashed into her and the three shot down straight to the bottom.

【Chapter Three: After you win】

“I’m really sorry. I thought I’d be able to catch the both of you… I have been working on my upper body strength after all.” said Estelle.

“I think you’d require a lot more than that to catch a falling boulder, but…” replied Adelyn.

“Look at all of you so beat up and stuff. As for me? I haven’t got a scratch on me. Oh, a splinter.” Martin said as he pulled out one of the fifty pieces of wood in his forehead.

“I think most of this happened because of you, but…” Adelyn once again replied.

“Yeah, I wish I were more like you, Martin. I’m still working on my balancing. I mean I can’t even do it when it comes to chemical equations either.” sighed Jaime.

“I think those two things are completely different, BUT…!”

“Hey, we can’t be too hard on ourselves. On the bright side, Martin taught me that back flips are a lot less painful that I thought they’d be. Rolling down a hill on the other hand… Well, anyway! With every moment of pain there’s a moment of experience to learn from!” Winter said.

“Then he’s gonna get a full lecture today!” angrily said Adelyn as she pulled Martin from the splinter in his head.

His eyes teared up from the pain of getting dragged from the piece of wood. After the two of them were alone, Adelyn harshly pushed him to the side then began to scold him.

“I thought you were good at skiing! What’s the big idea?!”

“I am good at skiing! But squat skiing’s a new thing for me, so can’t expect a guy to master something that difficult so quickly. Like shuffling, you’re either really bad at it or really good at it, there’s like no in between.”

“Remember when I said I was glad you’re a moron? I think I take that back.”

“Good, because now you’ll be glad to see my genius side.”

“….I’m not sure I follow.”

“That’s also good, because you’re not gonna follow, you’re gonna lead. You see Winter all cold and stuff over there? Now’s a great time to grab her some hot chocolate. I think she’d really appreciate it. Oh and everyone else unless you wanna be all suspicious, which you already are, by the way, since we’re talking right in front of the bathrooms.”

“You trying to get a free hot chocolate off of me?”

“Ye- no.”

“You’re like Aizen or something. I bet me transferring to this school was your idea too. Ugh, I could’ve still been having skiing lessons with her if it weren’t for you.”

“A lesson on death mountain? Iiiii think you already learned that one. Look, I’m sorry about losing control on my squat ski crusade. I didn’t mean to interrupt the both of you, but with one closed door, another one opens.”

“In haunted houses, maybe.”

“And ski lodges. Look around you. It’s warm and cozy, and hey there’s even a fireplace. Wait no, that’s just a flat screen with a heater beside it. Anyways, I think it’s better to have more of a intimate environment when it comes to doing confessions.”

“Confession?! I don’t want to do that yet! I… I just want to get closer to her, that’s all.”

“You could get closer to her after the fact.”

“Why? I mean, it’s not like I have to rush into things.”

“Adelyn, how long has passed since you met her and she still doesn’t know? You could tell yourself you’ll do it someday, but that’s a fancy way of saying you’ll do it never. If you take the time we have while we’re young for granted, you might regret it. I won’t have any time rewinding powers either, so you gotta decide for sure whether or not you want to go another day keeping her oblivious.”

“I guess. But what will I do when I get rejected?”

“You don’t have to be scared of not having hundreds of chapters to delay an inevitable confession. This isn’t Hina Love or koiNise! Readers love when all the filler’s cut out, trust me. You won’t get rejected.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I’d date you. She can’t say she wouldn’t date you.”

“Yeah, you’d date me if I were into dicks.”

Martin couldn’t tell if she was talking about genitalia or the type of person. Or both.

After pondering for a moment, he continued the conversation.

“Anyway, you can practice on me. Come on, pretend I’m Winter.”

“Psh. You’re barely Autumn.”

“I-is that a compliment?”

“No it’s not a goddamn compliment!”

“I was mimicking Winter just then because I thought the ‘what if’ scenario already started. Was that seriously what you would’ve said to her?”

“I am so done.”

“Wait! You didn’t tell pretend Winter you like her yet!”

“I’m not gonna tell Winter I like her!”

As Adelyn’s sentence left her mouth, Winter walked into the hallway that led to the bathrooms.

Martin and Adelyn shared shocked expressions and huddled together.

“Quick, help me think of something to play it off!”

“Don’t play it off! Now’s your chance to be honest and just let it out in the open! You can talk to me again after you win! Not many stories continue after the main couple get together, so maybe you can make this one an exception!”

“W-wait, I can’t!”

Winter noticed the both of them and decided to let them know she was there.

“So this is where the both of you were hanging out. Come on, we ordered hot chocolate already. It’ll get cold if you don’t hurry back.” she said lovingly.

“Oh shit. The hot chocolate plan failed like me in math class.” thought Martin.

“Yeah, no kidding! What are we going to do now, order bagels?!” thought Adelyn.

“Wait, I’m thinking this in my head right now! How’d you reply to me, Adelyn?”

“I took your advice and read the text above my sentences!”

“If it’s bagels you want, we ordered those too.” said Winter out loud.

“So she could read our minds toooooooo?!!!” they thought in unison.

Adelyn took a deep breath and began to speak.

“A-about that sentence I said earlier that you heard…”

“Sentence I heard?”

“…I! I meant it! I’ve been in lo- li- lo- like with you since a few days after we met!”

Adelyn was completely flustered. She wanted to turn to Martin so that he’d give a thumbs up of encouragement, but he was gone.

【Chapter Four: The coolest person 】

“That asshole ditched me!” thought Adelyn.

Winter had a calm expression but her face was as red as Rudolph. Rudolph himself, not just his nose.

“Wow…. I don’t know what to say! I mean, I always thought you were the coolest person who ever spoke to me. So, hearing you say this makes me really happy!” said Winter.

“Coolest person? Me? Noo no! W-wouldn’t that be you?”

“Ohh, I got you! Is that a joke about my name?”

“No, but it is a joke about how you tumbled down the mountain.”

Adelyn stuck her tongue out then turned away. It was the first time she felt truly comfortable with casually speaking with Winter.

“Let’s go out!” Winter said with a smile.

“Wait, what’d you say?”

“I said we should go out with each other!”

“You’re not going to reject me and say you want to know me better first? B-but the first time we like spoke spoke was when you convinced me to go on this trip.”

“No… To be honest, the only reason I haven’t developed feelings for you yet is because I didn’t expect someone as cool as you to like me. But now that I do, I don’t want to let go of that, you know? And I’d be happy to get to know you more, so let’s go out with each other!”

Adelyn tried to keep eye contact with Winter but was too flustered.

“I’d be happy to.” she managed to reply.

The two began to walk back to the lodge cafe to rejoin the others.

“So, about us… Do you think we should tell everyone or should we just-”

Before Adelyn could finish, Winter saw their friends and said:

“Hey guys! Adelyn and I are dating!”

Adelyn made an almost inaudible squeal.

Winter looked over and saw that Adelyn was caught off guard with the announcement.

“Sorry! I was excited and I wanted to let them know. I could say I was just kidding if you-”

Before Winter could finish her sentence, Adelyn held Winter’s wrist and shook her head.

“It’s okay, Winter. I want to tell them too. I just didn’t expect you to do it like that.” she said while smiling.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make it look like I’m showing us off. Alright, let’s go tell them together!” Winter replied happily.

The two sat down with their friends and let them know of their new status together.

Everyone was excited for them and they held a toast to celebrate. After a good thirty minutes, they returned to the ski lifts and spent time together till it was time to head home.

Jaime and Winter lived near each other, so they took the same bus home. Estelle got picked up earlier at the lodge by her mom. So, that left Martin and Adelyn.

“Why did you ditch me at the most crucial moment, you jerk?” asked Adelyn.

“I didn’t need to be there. It was your special moment, right? You’re dating her, not ‘us’ dating her.” Martin replied.

Adelyn raised her eyebrow then changed the subject.

“Speaking of… How did you know she’d say yes? Are you from the future? You did mention something about rewinding time.”

“If I were from the future, don’t you think I’d change the part where I crashed into a tree?”

“I thought you didn’t have a scratch on you.”

“Yeah, I didn’t have A scratch on me, I had like a million.”

“Hm… Okay, then you’re not my imagination either, right? You seem to be too supportive to me and I didn’t even notice when you left.”

“Imagination? This isn’t Might Club. And I’d be worried if your attention was on me during your own confession.”

“Curious. But I still don’t believe you. Tell me something I don’t know.”

“What? Okay… Uh, a cat’s penis is like a hook.”

“That’s disgusting. Why would you say that? But yeah, I already knew that. Tell me something else.”

“Um… There’s a place called Eromanga located in Australia.”

“Woah, really? That’s actually kinda funny! I didn’t know that one, I guess that means you’re real.”

“Of course I’m real! How else was Winter gonna back flip like that?”

“Practice makes perfect.”

“Mm, yeah that was a pretty perfect moment, I can’t argue with that.”

The two paused then shared a laugh as their train drew closer and closer.

【Chapter Five: Self defense】

“Hey, we should take some self defense classes.” Adelyn suggested to Martin.

“Sounds like fun. Which styles were you thinking?” he replied.

“Hm. Karate, Tae Kwon Do, Jujutsu…”

“Everyone learns those. We should try something unexpected… like Drunken Fist.”

“You mean try sitting your ass in jail.”

“No, I’m serious. I mean there’s gotta be countless assholes who recognize the usual styles so they’d know how to counter us. We gotta be the hipsters of combat in order to survive.”

“Okay… Why don’t you suggest something other than the Drunken Fist?”

“If you say so. Hmm, I know, what about Muay Thai?”

“We’re learning self defense, not how to kill someone.”

“Muay Thai wasn’t designed to kill! Nothing is.”

“Then explain guns, dude.”

“Guns could just be a device that emits a loud noise to warn people that they’re about to get shot by a gun.”

“Yeah, I’m not sure that’s the best example to help your case.”

“Trust me, the best defense is a good offense. Not a great offense though, that’d be too offensive.”

“Okay, fine. We’ll look for a place that teaches Muay Thai.”

“And if we don’t find one, we could always use ThouTube.”

Adelyn narrowed her eyes and glared at Martin.

“You better show up to every class.” she said.

“I will. Unless I have homework- Oh, who am I kidding? I never do school work anyways.” he replied.

Adelyn sighed in response.

“Hey, don’t worry. This whole thing was my idea, I wouldn’t ditch it after all this.”

“You mean our idea. The killing stance was your idea, and self defense was mine, so our idea.”

“Alright. Our idea.” Martin happily agreed.

Thus marked the first activity they have committed to together.

【Chapter Six: Our bar date that’s probably not a disaster】

“So… We’ve been on a couple dates now, right?”

Adelyn took a couple sips of her mojito before she nodded and replied with a “Mhmm.”

“Well, not that I’m counting but it’s been about 2 years, 7 months, and 10 days since our last appearance together so I was wondering… Is why you brought us to a Barcade? To change it up for the reader’s lost time?” asked Winter.

The glass in Adelyn’s hands that was once a steady fellow became more akin to a person at a club, judging from the way it was shaking.

“No! W-Who would care about those two people anyways? Because I do, a lot and I appreciate them but I’ve just been busy with learning Muay Thai that I’ve wanted to become a bit more spicy. You know, pick you up in this bar because I can’t do it physically.”

Winter stopped her laughter so fast that it sounded like a sneeze.

Though that and Adelyn’s words to made it impossible to suppress the rest of it and let out bursts one after the other.

“You’re too adorable. You picked me up once already Adelyn. I think you can do it again.” she said while moving closer to Adelyn’s side.

Oh God. I might’ve confessed to her first but I swear I’m not a top. I’m not a top. I’m not a top! thought Adelyn.

“Oh yeah! Totally! All me…!”

Adelyn said that in a convincing voice by the way.

Winter put her hand on Adelyn’s shoulder then slowly slid it down to her hand, interlocking their fingers in the process.

“Let’s see what kind of spicy things we can do here then, shall we?”

I don’t need to be a top.

The two noticed some sort of special event happening at one of the motion sensing game cabinets.

“Come beat me and my partner at TekkSoulStreetVirtuaMortalFighter to get five rounds of shots on the house!”

It was one of the managers with his buddies. Apparently they’ve been beating customers left and right with their incredible skills of getting motion detected.

However, Winter knew she and her girlfriend also have skills of motion. Spicy skills of motion, one might say.

“Alright! We’re gonna kick the ass of the manager and get shot up because of it!” said Adelyn.

Wow that sounds really bad without context she thought.

“Oh yeah?! Just try it! My brother’s aunt’s sister’s nephew’s roommate’s online friend’s cat’s dad’s owner’s made this game and I’m not about to let some awesome paying customer take that away from me!”

“Defeating you won’t take away that fact dude but we will beat you anyway!” challenged Winter.

The four players took their stand at the cabinets and were ready to pick some brass.

A referee began to speak.

“Now the rules are simple. Each character looks different but is exactly the same. They have the same movesets, same specials, hitboxes, et cetera. It’s poetic, really. Just like in this game, we all look different on the outside but are the same in the inside. Amen.”

“Yo why’s a priest the ref?” asked a viewer.

“I don’t know.” said Chris Evans.

The players had a few seconds to check the controls, so Adelyn did what any first timer would do. She flipped the bird. It buffed her character with something called BDE.

“Oh hey, check that out! It’s really radiating with the veiny aura and stuff!” she said.

“Very sexy hot and/or mild! Now let’s flank em!” yelled Winter.

But unbeknownst to them, the manager and his buddy already got the drop on them!

The two made punching motions at their screen which one could probably imagine what happened in the game… It made them kick Adelyn and Winter’s avatars over and over!

“Shit! They did the move where our HP bars go down a little bit!”

“Don’t worry, I have a plan!”

Winter copied the middle finger gesture with both her hands, giving the two of them massive buffs of BDE.

“Wow! She’s going even further beyond?!” asked a hyped customer.

The buff was making their HP heal faster than they were getting damage… No… It made their HP bar grow even bigger than the screen!

“Christ! I didn’t even know that was a feature! But it won’t be enough!” said the manager.

The combo stun locked Winter, making the extra health pointless.

Dammit. Is there nothing I could do…? Wait…

Adelyn noticed something about the base combo.

“Winter! Try moving after the third hit!”

“Okay!”

Winter took the first two kicks of the combo then was able to dodge the third, just like Adelyn advised!

“What the funk?!” yelled the manager’s friend.

“I know the secret of the combo. You’re done!”

Adelyn did a quick kick then stopped. After a half second, she did another one. And another one. The ultimate technique has been discovered: The first hit is a stun! Using only the first attack without triggering a combo allowed the 『True Stun Lock』 to be used!

Winter joined in, making it impossible for their opponents to move, even in real life!

“And the winner is Adelyn and Winter!” announced the priest.

The crowd chanted their names and ordered more shots of their own to celebrate the hype.

“Wow, that was quite the game. I learn new things everyday. Hey, I’d love for you guys to be regulars here. It’s been a while since we’ve got crowds this excited.” said the manager.

Winter looked at Adelyn and smiled. She nodded back.

“Sure. I think we had a lot of fun too.” said Winter.

The rounds of shots just arrived at the bar.

“And I think it’s about to get a lot more interesting.” Adelyn smirked.

【Chapter Seven: Leg muscles】

Adelyn noticed Estelle heavily panting as she struggled to make her way down the hall.

“Woah. You’re looking… Energetic.” Adelyn said.

“Adelyn! Help me!” said Estelle as she fell face down.

“The nurse’s office is right there. You can make it. I believe in you.”

Estelle instantly got up and put her hands on Adelyn’s shoulders.

“Do you remember what you said at the ski trip? I took it to heart!”

“Umm.. What’d I say again?”

“That it’d take a lot more than upper body strength to catch a boulder.”

“Oh-”

“…But now I know! It was leg muscles that I lacked! So I leg pressed 500 pounds for like 40 minutes just now!”

“Now that’s hefty.”

“It sucks now since I could barely crawl. It’s like the opening to Metal Gear Solid V!”

“Yeah, maybe. Though unlike that game, you’re looking like a finished project so let’s get you to that office, ‘kay?”

Adelyn looked around for a second then squatted down reluctantly.

“Come on. We’re doing the anime thing where I carry you to to the infirmary then we have some deep talk.” said Adelyn.

Estelle’s eyes lit up as she hopped on her back.

The two made their way into the office and Estelle was dropped gently on one of the beds. Not even a second after, Adelyn made her way towards the door.

“Marianas Trench.” said Estelle.

“Huh?”

“You said we were gonna have deep talk so I said Marianas Trench.”

Adelyn turned around to hide her smile.

“Not that kind of deep. Though yeah some of their songs get sorta deep.”

Estelle was different though. She couldn’t hide her joy from Adelyn.

She was glad that they got a chance to talk a little more.

“I’ll catch you next time for sure, Adelyn.”

Adelyn nodded and waved as she exited the room.

“I’m counting on it.”

【Chapter Eight: Two years】

“Yo dude. Am I really the right one for Winter?” asked Adelyn.

“We had a two year gap in chapters and you’re only wondering this now?” Martin asked in reply.

“I mean… Yeah. She’s everything I’m not. She’s beautiful, athletic, outgoing…”

“Sounds just like you to me.”

“What? Knowing like some Muay Thai doesn’t count as athletic. Also I don’t really like talking to people if I could help it… And… Did you just call me beautiful?”

“Course I did friend. A Martial Art’s an art and you practice it ergo you are beautiful.”

“Oh. I thought you meant like physically or something.”

“Yeah I meant that too. That’s why I’m not really seeing your point here.”

“The point is I’m just not as composed as she is. I don’t think that I have anything figured out.”

“And you think that she does?”

“Of course I do. Haven’t you seen her?”

“A couple of times I think. Yeah.”

“I don’t know… It just seems that nothing phases her. Everything we do, she’s just so knowledgeable and good at it. I just seem to screw up at everything I do. Even the simple things. Like… Did you know I didn’t even know how to tie a knot till like a couple years ago?”

“I did not know that. But everyone experiences shit at different times anyway. Look at me, I haven’t still haven’t done the fuck word with anyone but that’s just cuz It’s Not The Right Time by Daichi Miura.”

“Well that’s almost the song title.��

“It’s been like a two year hiatus. You don’t think Winter would’ve moved on by now if that’s how she felt? She chose to commit to you. Even if other people are into her, even if she found herself attracted to someone else, she’ll say fuck all that and choose you. You might have to stop and think that maybe she’s just as flustered when it comes to you sometimes.”

It took a second, but Martin’s words really stuck with Adelyn.

He does have a point. Then instead of wondering why she chose me in spite of my flaws, I will focus on what she does like until it drowns out all my doubts. I’ll give to her as much as she gives me and more. Much much more. This I do swear to both myself and Winter.

“Yeah. You’re right. Even if our story isn’t written for two or three or ten more years, I’ll always be Winter’s. I’ll always… Always commit to her!”

Adelyn made her way to the gym where Winter’s volleyball club activities were held. When she got to the doors, she kicked it open and slid in.

“Winter! You go! Be better than Shoyo Hinata!”

Winter noticed her girlfriend cheering from the side and smiled.

“Sorry! What was that last part? I don’t understand French!”

Ah well we can’t all be anime. Yes.

Adelyn waltzed up to Winter after her match, with a nice red Gatorade to quench her thirst.

“Hello Mon Winter, how was your game?” asked Adelyn.

“It was great! Really inspiring to see the talent we got out here… Even better to see you around. I thought you didn’t like going here.”

“Well… Maybe going anywhere you are is a place I’d like to be. From now on. I mean only if it’s chill.”

Winter was a bit surprised and flattered. You see, deep down, Winter did have the similar doubts about herself. She would often go to Martin for advice just like Adelyn did. Everyday she would ask him if perhaps they were too different for each other. Maybe Adelyn wasn’t attracted to someone whose interests were of going out often or speaking to people on the regular. Perhaps she’d find it exhausting. And yet there Adelyn was, willing to and even voluntarily spending time with Winter in an environment she would probably avoid regularly.

“The things I find myself avoiding aren’t because I don’t like them. It’s because I was scared. Scared of… Being too pathetic or being too boring. Being nothing really. But you helped reach out. I probably won’t be able to be good at everything right away so… If you’re okay with walking me through a couple things, I’m here.” continued Adelyn.

“Yeah. Always.” said Winter.

Winter took a sip from her bottle then set it down. She glanced at Adelyn as she pat the empty space beside her on the bench.

The two found that they were both scanning each other. From their legs, chest, shoulders… Then to their eyes.

Winter looked to the side then back to Adelyn’s eyes nervously.

“It’s just that I’m a bit sweaty, so…” she said softly.

What? Wait… Is this…? Could it be that this is our chance?

After our dates and confession.

After all the doubts and promises.

After our broken bones from a ski trip. And after winning free shots…

Will we finally…?

Adelyn’s shaking hands found their way to Winter’s wrist.

She carefully slid it up to her shoulder to her neck, and finally to her cheek.

“I like you, Winter. I really like you. I’ll always…”

Before she finished her sentence, Adelyn leaned in.

The tips of their noses touched and the both of them let out a small laugh.

Adelyn then chomped Winter’s lower lips then they began making out for an undisclosed amount of time.

It was rad.

【Chapter Nine: The narrative perspective】

The reason I’m having this monologue today is to show that I, Jaime, can also have a chapter dedicated to myself. I’m here to show Winter, Adelyn, and Martin that they can’t have all the screen time to themselves! Uh, sorry… Is screen time the right thing to say? I’m not really sure. I suppose technically yes because this sure wouldn’t be shown on actual paper unless someone printed this or if we got some sort of publishing deal.

But I digress. While everyone else has been ranking up their Social Links and Confidant levels, I have been doing the important duty of studying academics. Yes. Unlike the rest of them, I actually pay attention in class!

I mean my grades aren’t very good at the moment but it’s still my passion. When you learn about the world and its functions, you’ve already attained the most basic foundations to becoming a great help to the rest of the planet!

And learning about curing all kinds of diseases is especially important to me, because you never know who’d need that kind of help.

“Why are you trying to change the writing style to first person, Jaime?” interrupted someone at the lecture hall entrance.

It was Estelle. She took a running start then jumped from her end to Jaime’s desk, skidding on the edges while avoiding everyone’s school supplies except for Jaime’s. His notebook was the only thing that flew off and burst into flames upon her stopping momentum.

“What the feudal are you doing?!” he asked.

“Oooh, yikes. You might need to grab a new one.” she answered, well sort of.

After the room calmed down a little bit, she took a seat on the desk.

The professor was mad yet impressed with her athleticism so they simply ignored her and continued with their lecture of the selfish gene.

“Nice. They’re still going. Come on, you can borrow my tablet.” Estelle continued.

After she handed it to a slightly fuming Jaime, she took out a small sketchbook of her own.

The hell does she have that for? This isn’t an art class…

Estelle crossed her legs and began to sketch. Every so often, she would pause to stare at the professor. After they were done with a point, she continued to work on her picture.

“And that’s all for today! Be sure to blah blah deadline blah blah homework and blah blah exam!”

Most of the students were surprised that the prof actually said blah blah but continued on with their life.

After the class was mostly empty, Jaime went to pick up his banged up notebook. It was mostly okay in that it resembled old and burnt notebooks from a world war, so he was only mildly upset.

“I’ll email you the notes you took- Oh it’s just an angry emote.” said Estelle as she took back her tablet.

“I didn’t take any. It seemed kind of like a philosophy class this session anyway. So… Why’d you come here again? Did changing up the narrative perspective make you hate me that much?” asked Jaime.

“No.”

She held up her sketchbook to show him what she was drawing.

In the picture was an elephant. It lifted a capybara with its trunk to put it on its back. On the elephant’s back was a bunch of fruit and there were plenty of other animals surrounding them in what seemed to be an oasis. There were so many trees. The lake was enormous.

“I just wanted you to know you’re not the only one. It might be a little different from what you’re used to but yeah, it is what it is. It doesn’t matter who’s there to see us, as long as we see ourselves.” Estelle continued.

Jaime realized her picture really matched up with the lesson. Estelle wasn’t trying to interrupt the lecture. She was there to be by his side… To show him that even if he thought he wasn’t in anyone’s spotlight, he’ll always shine somewhere else.

This narration doesn’t need to be in first person. Because it would be too selfish. The only writing style out there needed is the one that has Estelle, Winter, Adelyn, and Martin too.

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A Little Miracle

This is a based on a true story that I have seen many times before. So I thought why not write it as a story, part 2 is coming also! Please let me know if you enjoy this because I loved writing it. Word Count: 2,171 TAGLIST: @footballffbarbiex @lawsandother @deceptive-melanin @pom277 @parkminjungqueen @footballxixstars @emwritesfootball @meteora-fc @henrythickcavill @spursondele @footballdaydream @i-want--to--believe Tagging because they wanted James imagine (hope you don’t mind me tagging you x): @englandntposts @macybeckham7 @sweetlikesugar9 4am. You were woken up with piercing stomach cramps. This was never like any pain you had ever experienced. You were in so much pain, you were alone and scared as to what was causing this pain. James was at a hotel due to having a game later on in the day.

You headed to the bathroom and hoping that it would shift the pain somehow. "Oh my god" you whispered as you slowly got down from the bed to the toilet. The pain was just so intense. You went to the toilet, pain had not shifted and was still intense as ever. "Fuck sake" you sighed as you crawled back into bed hoping the pain would disappear quickly. After sometime had passed, you had gone back to sleep for a short while. But the awful pain was still there. You looked at your phone and called James's mum as she was closest to you. You knew you needed to go to hospital because this pain wasn't disappearing anytime soon by the look of things. "Hello darling, you okay?" James's mum answered cheerily. "Hi, sorry for the call so early. Are you busy? I need you to help with something" you explained, not wanting to elaborate with anything that was currently happening. "No I am not busy sweetie, I will come over now. Do you need anything? You sound unwell?" she asked, little did she know. "I don't need anything, but I don't feel too good" you sighed into the phone. After what felt like hours of her coming round. "Darling where are you?" you had somehow managed to get downstairs. "Oh are you okay?" she panicked as she looked at you. "I have the worst stomach pains I have ever had in my entire life. I need to go to the hospital" you urged her to take you. "Okay, do you need a bag? or change clothes? you are going in your pyjamas?" she asked you as you looked down noticing you were in your pyjamas still. "Oh" you mumbled. "I don't have the energy to go back upstairs" you sighed as you sat on the sofa. "I will run up and get you some joggers and fresh pair of underwear, that okay?" she asked. "Yeah" you replied. She rushed upstairs grabbing everything for you. "Thanks" you quietly replied. You got changed in the bathroom. "I will take my phone and keys" you chucked your stuff in your handbag as she helped you to the car. "How long have you been feeling like this for?" she asked as she looked over and saw how much pain you were in. "A long time, 4am it really woke me up. I have never felt pain like it" you grimaced. "You should have rang me, you know I am awake at all hours" you laughed. "I didn't want to make a fuss" you told her. The drive felt like it was the longest journey you have ever done. "Right I will park and pay, you go in. I will see you in a minute darling" she told you. "Thanks" you gently climbed out of the car. You walked in to accident and emergency, you took a deep breath in as the pain intensified. "Hello" you groaned as you got to the desk. "Name please?" you said as you smiled. You headed back to your swat as you sat with your head in your hands. The pain was so bad. "How long will you be waiting for?" she asked you. "No idea, it doesn't look busy so I am guessing not long" you put your head in your knees and crunched your body up. "It's okay baby, we will be in soon. I promise, shall I rub your back?" she asked as you made an inaudible noise. "Y/N Y/L/N" The doctor called you, James's mum helped you up as you walked to the bed. "Hello, what can I do for you today?" The doctor asked. "I have had extreme back and stomach pains for 8 hours now. It has been coming in waves. But I don't know where it is coming from" you said. "Okay let me feel your tummy" the doctor pulled your shirt up as you groaned in pain as she felt your stomach. "You aren't pregnant are you?" she asked. You quickly replied. "no" the doctor nodded. "I am going to scan your stomach, I am not sure what is completely happening here" you sighed. "Should I call James? He needs to know what's happening Y/N" you shook your head. "No he will only panic, I don't want to worry him. He has a game tonight" you exclaimed. "Here is the scanner, this will be cold." you nodded as she scanned your stomach. "You're 37 weeks pregnant" your eyes widened at the doctor and shot a glance at James's mum. "No no I can't be. I have had no symptoms, how is this possible. I don't get it. I can't be" you shouted in shock as James's mum left the room. "The baby is coming, I will need to see if you are dilated" she gave you an examination. Still in complete shock, you were so petrified. "You are 6 centimetre dilated. You need to go to the maternity suite" She grabbed your hand. "Maybe it is time to tell James to come here" you pleaded with her.

- She went outside to ring her son. "Hi James" she said into the phone. "Hi mum, you okay?" James said. "Yes I am good thanks. I think you may need to come to the hospital. I don't think it is right to tell you over phone. Would you be allowed to come and get here?" she asked. "I honestly have no idea, I can go and see if I am allowed to leave. I will see you soon" James felt confused as to what was happening. "Gaffter. I have some sort of emergency, my mum just rang me to tell me to go to the hospital. Am I allowed to leave? I will be back for the bus?" he asked Brendan. "That is fine, I hope everything is alright with what ever is happening" James nodded. "Yeah, mum was acting a little weird on the phone. Not really giving me much clues as to what is happening" he told his Leicester boss. James made his way to the hospital to find his mum outside waiting for him. He greeted her in a cuddle. "Is everything okay? I thought you were hurt, I was a little worried, I could hear it in your voice" she shook her head as she stroked James's arm. "What is happening? Is Y/N hurt?" she took a deep breath as she was about to tell him the news. "Y/N was experiencing the worst stomach pains. She called me about 9, saying she needed me. So I went round and saw her. She looked awful James. I am not sure how you feel when I tell you this. So when we get into the room. You may be in for a surprise" she mumbled as they both walked into the suite. "Wait wait? Maternity suite? You aren't pregnant? What is happening? Is this some kind of sick joke? Please will someone explain what is happening" he starts shouting, the tears were really flowing. This wasn't the reaction you wanted from him right now. You really needed him beside you. "James, please stop shouting. I know you are confused. I am too. Please" you pleaded with him as you put your hand out in front of him. "Sorry baby" James quietly spoke as he ran his hand down your cheek as you felt a strong pain happening. "Y/N, we need to see how dilated you are. I think you maybe ready to push" you nodded. "10CM dilated. This has been a long labour despite you not knowing you were pregnant" you nodded as you pushed so hard with the help of the midwife, James and his mum. "You have got this baby, come on. You can do this" James said as you grabbed his hand, digging your nails into the palm of his hand as you felt another contraction coming. "AHHHH I can't do this. Why was I not prepared" you screamed as you felt something. "Hello baby, welcome to the world" the midwife smiled. She cleaned the baby up as you put the baby to your chest. "Congratulations sweetie" you kissed the baby's head. "What is the baby? Boy or Girl?" you asked as the midwife smiled. "Little girl" you cried as a picture was taken. "I cant believe it. I only found out I was pregnant 5 hours ago. Now I have a baby girl in my arms" you smiled as James was still silent. "Say something?" you whispered as the midwife took your newborn to James who looked beamused as he was still In complete shock. Only a few hours ago was he getting ready for training and now he was a father to a new born baby he didn't even know he was happening. "I don't have any clothes for her, what will I do?" you asked. "I will go and get you some." his mum suggested. "Thank you" you smiled as the midwife took the baby to check up on her. "She looks extremely healthy, but obviously with you not knowing you were pregnant. She will need to be checked up on. She weighs 4lb 2oz. I will have to take her to the unit to get examined. You will be able to see her shortly. I will leave you alone, we will put some of our clothes on her as we have some until you get your own. It is a complete shock I realise" you nodded. "Very" you laughed. "I have only ever had one lady who didn't know she had a baby inside her. This is called a cryptic pregnancy and it is more common than you probably know. I imagine you had periods all months and was probably on contraception. The baby is laying on your back, so you can't detect it until you go into labour. I know you are probably extremely scared. But the baby is in safe hands. I know you may have been drinking on nights out. But the baby will be monitored very carefully, I will leave you both to rest" you smiled as she left the room. "What shall we call her?" James asked as he sat beside you. "I don't know, this is such a stress James. I can't get my head round, we have just had a baby. I didn't even know, like I know she just explained. But how the fuck does that happen. We are going to be like 'hey guys, meet our baby" you laughed. "Aww but it may be a shock. But trust me, I am happy. She is a little miracle. The most precious little princess." James gushed talking about her with a smile on her face. "I think Luna Hope Maddison, she has given us hope. We hope that she is okay. Do you like that name?" you yawned. "That is so cute James, sorry you aren't boring me I promise" you smirked. "That is fine darling. I better ring the gaffer, shit I am going to be in so much trouble" he panicked as he grabbed his phone. "Hi Brendan, sorry for not calling you" James called. "That is fine. Is everything okay?" he asked. "Well I have just had a baby, not me obviously Y/N" he laughed as he realised that he just said out loud. "Wow congratulations. I didn't know you were having a baby." Brendan sounded confused down the phone. "No I erm. didn't either. It was kind of a shock, but yeah baby Madders is here. I will be back soon, don't tell any of the boys. I want to keep this as a surprise. But I am just waiting for my mum to come back. I will leave then" James told him. "Okay, see you soon James" he turned the phone off. "So babe, you need to rest. Today has been shocking for you, but you need sleep" he pressed his lips to your forehead as you closed your eyes. "I am exhausted, I didn't expect this was how today was going to go. I am happy, it will probably hit me tomorrow thinking shit I am a mummy now" you laughed. "I better go, I have a game to go too. Will you and Luna be watching?" you laughed. "Hmm I don't know, she is still being examined James. I guess we shall see. I will have to watch from my phone. I hope you have a good game, you will make Luna proud I know you will" you pressed a kiss to his lips. "Love you baby mama" he winked. "Love you too" you waved as you watched him leave the room.

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“With all my Heart”

• 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : Ethan Ramsey x Kinsley Kentwood

• 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 1,682

• 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : full on fluff

• 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲 : a messy kitchen , an old pup , and one slow dance Leads to an unexpected proposal.

• 𝐀/𝐍: this is Day 10 prompt : Proposal , Requested by the lovely : @lives-for-fanfics for the @choicesseptemberchallenge Hosted by @ramseyandrys // this fic is inspired by the song “Lover - Taylor Swift” , enjoy 💗.

• 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 : @hayden-deserves-better , @a-i-n-a-a-s-h , @lovechoiceslove , @lives-for-fanfics

Ethan walked into his apartment Building suite case in hand, sliding into the elevator after a 9 hours flight he couldn’t wait to get home to his beautiful girlfriend of two years

He darted off the elevator and down the hall, stopping in front of their apartment

getting his keys out and Inserting them into the keyhole he gave the wooden door a firm shove and pushed it open,

“Kinsley, are you here?” He called out as he sat his suitcase on the floor

taking off his jacket and putting down his keys on the coffee table before turning to shove the front door closed behind him.

He walked around through their apartment towards the living room but there was no one there he checked the bedroom , the bathroom and nothing

Then he heard the faint sound of music playing in the background along with a humming whispers coming from down the hall.

He followed the sound of music all the way to the kitchen only to be met with a barefoot Kinsley dancing aimlessly around the kitchen with Jenner jumping up and down following her lead, she was wearing a sleeveless yellow polka dot sundress that complimented her body so well covering each curve to perfection, her hair was worn down not in her usual ponytail , the golden locks brushing her bare shoulders this a sight he’ll never get used to

plus it didn’t hurt that she was wearing his favorite shade of crimson on her lips , it made them look even more kissable than ever, and oh boy did he loved smudging that lipstick all over her face with his delicate kisses.

Unaware of her surroundings with a bowl of velvet cake mix in her hand she whisked away and danced even more While Ethan crossed his arms on his chest leaning onto the kitchen door watching in amusement .

A few moments had passed and she was still unaware of his presence , Ethan sneaked up behind her sliding his hands on her waist hugging her with all his might before kissing the crook of her neck and burying his face into her beautiful blonde hair it smelled like cinnamon, vanilla and well him.

“How is my gorgeous rookie doing on this fine evening ?”

He trailed butterfly kisses onto her neck while taking in her scent , she grabbed onto his arm caressing his stubble grinning like a school girl

“I am doing better now that you’re here, how was the conference darling ?”

“Absolutely boring without you “

He continued sprinkling his small sweet kisses on her neck and shoulder

“Mmmm”

She was lost in his touch basically melting in his arms when all of a sudden he decided to grab the bag of flour on the counter and dump it on her

“ AHHHH , you little—“ Kinsley takes ahold of the frosting and starts spraying it all over his face

And just like that a food fight erupted into their quite little kitchen , mid-way through the frosting throwing and the flour splashing Ethan grabbed her by the hand closer to him

“Hey , you got a little something in here “ he removed a little bit of frosting from her left cheek licking his thumb clean “ and here . . . and here . . .“ he started sprinkling feather-like kisses on her right cheek , her nose , her jaw right until he reached her lips trailing his thumb on her lower lip “ and here . . . “ he whispered crashing his lips on hers kissing her with so much longing , yearning and love. she tasted of strawberry and mint their breathes mingled in a heated kiss , she wrapped her hands around his neck slipping her fingers into his hair .

The radio stopped playing the upbeat song she was dancing to earlier and shuffled into a slow song “Lover by Taylor Swift” started playing In the background Ethan broke their kiss his crystal blue eyes transfixed on hers

“ Dance with me ,Rookie “

“ Ethan I’m covered in flour and frosting “ she chuckled at his suggestion

“So what ?” He grinned

He wrapped one arm around her waist and took one hand in his as he twirled her around the kitchen before bringing her even closer to his chest descending into a slow dance, his steady heartbeat was a beautiful melody that played into her ears making her feel all sorts of emotions all at once , she closed her eyes melting into his embrace slow dancing in the kitchen was her new favorite thing to do with Ethan now.

“You know—“ He whispered still holding her close to his chest

“I’ve always wanted to live in a suburban home“

She looked up at him puzzled

“The GREAT Ethan Ramsey behind a white picket fence driving a fancy car and going to PTA meetings now that’s something I never thought I’d hear you say”

“It’s true I had it all planned I’d buy a Ranch style home deep in Brookline I’ll drive a grey Lexus UX, hell I even practiced being nice for the sake of being a friendly suburban neighbor the one thing that was missing was finding someone to share this life with”

He smiled

But Before she could blink, before she could open her mouth, before she could breathe, before she could even think, he disappeared from her line of vision.

Her glance shot immediately down.

He was kneeling…

With her shaking knees and trembling hands , she gaped at him , he was no longer smiling but his eyes still held that same fiery excitement.

He was kneeling …On one knee…

She couldn’t fathom what was going on , she tried to calm herself but she simply couldn’t , she couldn’t even manage a simple exhale.

“Marry me.”

she was gaping like a fish, but she just couldn’t manage any other expression.

Did he…To her…? What…?

Her heart was beating faster than the speed of light , her soul almost left her body her jaw was falling down right there on the marble floors.

Did she hear him right? how did any of that make any sense…with the suburban home and marriage and…MARRIAGE ?

Was she dreaming? Maybe she was just hearing things , I mean ETHAN her ETHAN was kneeling right in front of her on one knee

“Marry me, Kinsley ,” he repeated, taking her hand and turning her palm. Something light and smooth and warm fell into it and afterwards he clasped his hand over hers. His hands were so warm.

“There’s only one person I want to share the rest of my life with I don’t give a damn where we go , we could live in a cardboard box for all I care , all that matters is having you there with me”

A sly smirk found it’s place on his lips again. God, she loved it when he smirked.

Quite frankly, she was far too stunned to do anything other than stare blankly at him. her mouth felt like it was moving but she couldn’t seem to find her voice or her words for that matter, She didn’t even know if she had a voice nothing seemed to be coming out, let alone the lack of thought except for her brain playing “Marry me” on repeat.

Marry him, marry him, marry him?

They were two simple words and yet they rendered her silent.

He stood up taking a step closer to her leaning forward, his hands reached for her own as he caressed them gently bringing them up so that her knuckles pressed against his chest. His stubble hair tickled her cheek as his lips brushed her ear.

“Open,” he murmured, his voice low and breathy and she felt his whisper like a pleasant electric current.

She obeyed, stretching her fingers to reveal a small silver…ring…a RING ! He was serious ! He was…serious? She brought it closer to her and inspected the tiny diamond details on the band, entwining to hug a beautiful polished emerald in the center.

“ETHAN,” she gasped, her eyes wide as she glanced at him.

His smile was knowing and warm now, and it just made her heart flutter even more , even after all this time she could never get used the effect he had on her.

“I was trying to be romantic, but now I’m getting apprehensive and impatient,”

he coughed as he blushed and looked away, tousling his already messy hair. Vulnerable Ethan was her favorite Ethan , I mean she loved all of him but there was something about vulnerable Ethan that she simply couldn’t resist.

She chuckled.

Carefully, sliding the beautiful dainty ring onto her finger, biting her lip and watching it as it sparkled slightly in the hazy evening moonlight that spilled through the windows.

“Yes Ethan a thousand times yes in every lifetime YES ! “

He immediately relaxed with a heavy sigh and pulled her into a tight embrace as he placed a chaste kiss to her forehead, she jumped into his arms hugging him tightly and burying her face into the crook of his neck . Goodness, he smelled so good, like rain forest and mist and his skin was oh so soft.

His heartbeat was a tattoo of unspoken yet well-known words against her ear.

“So future Doctor Ramsey what do you say we clean up this mess, and take this to the bedroom” he grumbled against her hair.

" I’d day let’s leave this mess be and you could show me how much you’ve really missed me Doctor Ramsey "

She tip toed to meet him whispering in his ear

“I’ll be in the bedroom with nothing on but my wedding ring your welcome to join “

she moon walked out of the kitchen and disappeared into the their bedroom

“Ahh, to hell with it “

He hurried after her slamming the bedroom door shut , leaving behind a messy kitchen and an old pup sleeping on the floor .

#choices september challenge #choices #pixelberry #choices stories you play #play choices #oh #open heart #dr ethan jonah ramsey #dr ethan ramsey #choices open heart #ethan x mc #fanfic #fanfiction #cookie writes

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shhhhyoursister · 5 years

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AHHHHH @rimbaux tagged me in this so im gonna!!!! do it!!!!! flo ily!!!!!!!

rules: answer 21 questions and tag 21 people

tagging: @chlouais @sovereign-of-the-castle @vildelesbianqueen @davenziabend @bagels-and-seagulls @sourflorenzi im not gonna tag leaf cause they tagged flo and flo tagged harri so im also not gonna tag my husband sadly akdjajfja

nickname: oh jeez ive got a few!!! i got nog and noggins from the dod, i used to be called nj at camp, and my friend calls me "baby cocktail" cause theres a drink at a restaurant we go to a lot called that and well,, i AM baby

zodiac sign: scorpio sun/pisces moon!!! im much more pisces though!!!!!

height: yo im like 5'2' im tiny

hogwarts house: i used to want to be cool so id say slytherin but im absolutely NOT a slytherin im a fuckin hufflepuff aldjajfka

last thing i googled: "spotify pauses when i open other apps iphone" thats so boring aldjaj sorry but it keeps HAPPENING and i HATE it

fave musicians: oh god here we go; sufjan stevens, lizzo, janelle monae, dixie chicks, beatles, green day, troye sivan, abba, mom jeans, hhh thats all i can think of rn????

song stuck in my head: recently its been "dance this mess around" by the b-52s which is,,, a very interesting song!!!!! i love it!!!!!!

following: 638 YIKES most are probably inactive though lol (im gonna copy harri and add that my main is @beachboburt so if you get followed from that it me!!!!!!!)

followers: oh jeez here its 188 and i love every single one of you!!!!!

do you get asks?: i do when i ask people to send me prompts or questions usually, and then sometimes i get a random one and it makes me 😭😭 its my FAVORITE THING

amount of sleep: lmao hhhh on average id say like 4 hours a night???? its all thanks to the dungeon gays and timezones being homophobic

what are you wearing?: black shorts and a shirt from my high school music department lol it was a lazy day and super warm out!!!

dream job: my goal is to work with kids with autism spectrum disorders and its honestly also my dream job????

dream trip: oooo i really want to go to greece and italy cause theyre so pretty but also i want to go back to portland, oregon cause that place was so fun and gay!!!!!!!!

instruments: ive played the clarinet for like 12 years (im actually like highkey really good) and i can also play the guitar and ukulele!!!!

languages: im a native english speaker and me and flo have actually talked ahout this before but i took french dor 6 years and i dont remember any of it besides a few dumb words, and im currently learning ASL and i really want to get good at that!!!

10 favorite songs: oh my god this is tough but ill try my best (this changes day by day)

1. dance yrself clean (lcd soundsystem)

2. wicked little town-reprise (hedwig and the angry inch)

3. love shack (b-52s)

4. dont wanna fall in love (green day)

5. the good side (troye sivan)

6. truth hurts (lizzo)

7. i dont trust u anymore (left at london)

8. casimir pulaski day (sufjan stevens)

9. how have you been? (tom rosenthal)

10. song that might play when you fight sans (undertale lmao)

random fact: um something thats like a big part of who i am (which sounds kind of dumb tbh but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯) is that i have like,, big curly hair??? like lots of curly hair and its just really important to me???

aesthetic: sweaters, baggy shirts and fuckboy shorts/pants, hearts and smiles and winks and blushing, music all the time, dark hair dark eyes, dogs dogs dogs, loving my friends, very enthusiastic when im involved in something, lots of punctuation!!!!!, scootering around campus, forehead and cheek kisses!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this was so fun AHHHH

#noggins #this was #so fun #flo ty so much for tagging me i love this

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aureumjeon · 6 years

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Wonderland (M) || JJK || Oneshot

♡Pairing: Jungkook x Reader. ♡AU: Best friends to Lover AU. ♡Genre/Warnings: FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF and Smut, Fingering, Oral (Both end receiving) ♡ Word count - 6K

You’ve known Jeongguk for at least 7 years now. And it took you forever to realize that you were truly, madly and deeply in love with your best friend.

(A/N: Go listen to John Mayer’s “Wonderland.” I hope you enjoy this cliched and not so uncommon fic. hehehe I'm sorry if the reader's an insecure mess. I added a few of my personal insecurities so that I can make the story on a more personal and emotional level.)

"What else do we need?" You stated as you pulled the bowl of freshly popped popcorn from the microwave. It was about 3:48 in the afternoon and while you were waiting for Jeongguk, your best friend of 7 years to arrive, you decided to get everything ready for your movie marathon that's held every Friday. You made a mental note of everything you guys might need "Chips? Check. Popcorn? Check. Soda? Check." You arranged all the mentioned items neatly on the surface of the living room table.

"I already ordered pizza which will probably arrive in about a 1 hour. So..." You turned around, now face to face with your long-time enemy, the sofa. "You got this, Y/N." You unhinged the lock at both sides of the furniture and gripped its underside tightly followed by a strong pull "Ahhhh-" You heard the clicking sound that indicated the release of the lock mechanism allowing you to pull it upward then lay it flat. "Not today, sofa." You chuckled and made your way to your room to get your newly washed fluffy cream blanket and matching pillows to go with it.

It was a gift from Jeongguk last Christmas and you found yourselves using it every Friday or whenever Jeongguk decided to sleep over. With much delight and excitement, you delicately made your not-so-appealing 4-year old sofa bed that you promised yourself at least 10 times now that you'd get it replaced once your paycheck arrives, a little bit more comfortable to look at. The two pillows side by side against the backrest and the fluffy blanket perfectly draped over the rest of its structure.

"Y/N!" a voice called out accompanied by the sound of loud knocking filled your small apartment "Sheesh. I'm here!" You shouted while sprinting towards the door unlocking it as fast as you can to avoid disrupting your neighbors. The door sprung open and you were met with an excited Jeongguk. He pulled you into a warm hug and the smell of his body wash immediately invades your nostrils as he buried his head in the crook of your neck. Not that you hated it, in fact, you loved how he always smelt like peppermint and cinnamon. Having his arms around you and being completely immersed in his scent gave you a weird feeling, not the bad kind though. You never managed to figure out why it happens, so you just shrugged it off every time thinking to yourself that it was no big deal.

Finally, he released you from the hug and said: "Missed you so bad." And a soft smile made its way on his lips. "I missed you, too." You replied cheeks tinted pink. "What should we watch?" You added while fiddling with the strings of his black puma hoodie. "Whatever you want." He grinned "It's your turn to choose the movie, ya know."

You walked over to the sofa and belly flopped yourself onto the squeaky mattress. Jeongguk noticed that your silk camisole rose a tad bit, exposing the small curve of your back. His eyes widened at the sight of your skin and couldn't help but bite his lower lip. "What are you waiting for?" You stated while patting the empty side of the sofa, gesturing him to come and sit next to you. Your words seemed to knock him back to his senses. "Ah--" there was a pause "Yeah.." His words were faint as he cautiously made his way over to your direction.

"Horror, romance or comedy?" You asked while the remote was in your hand, browsing through the list of movies on Netflix. "Any." He replied, leaning his body against the backrest and making himself comfortable. "This one!" You cheerfully exclaimed, eyes fixed on the TV screen which was frozen to a chick-flick titled "To All The Boys I've Loved Before.". Jeongguk couldn't help but smile seeing this side of yours. "Jimin watched this one with his girlfriend the other day and told me that it was a solid 9/10." You looked at him with serious eyes and added "And Jimin hates romance films." voice low and over-dramatic. Jeongguk bit his bottom lip hard, cheeks puffing out trying to suppress the laughter climbing out of his chest. It was useless though, within a matter of seconds he was uncontrollably wheezing from the lack of air.

There it is, you thought to yourself. A smile crept its way onto your lips. There was a lot of things you like about your best friend; his angelic voice and the way he sings to you every time you go to karaoke; the not-so-funny jokes and puns he makes which he insisted were his, only to find out he got them from his senior, Jin; the funny faces he would make to cheer you up whenever you were down; but among all the things you like about Jeongguk, the way he laughed was your favorite.

The way his eyes disappear into crescent-shaped lines, completely wrinkled at the end. OH. The way his big cute nose would scrunch up in the middle of his face. MY. His The way his two front teeth, resembling those of a bunny, would become more obvious as the smile on his face widens. GOD. That's it. A light switch in your head was turned on. That was all you needed to confirm the feeling boiling inside you whenever you were with him. You couldn't believe that it took you so long to figure it out, after all the things that had been going through your head, only now you realize that you were truly, madly and stupidly in love with your best friend.

It felt like the air was sucked out of your lungs, your blood started to rush to your face. You can feel your cheeks starting to burn under your skin. "Y/N, are you okay?" Jeongguk asked voice laced with concern. You blinked twice looking all confused. "Are you sick?" He looked more flustered with the way you responded to his question and immediately moved a hand on your forehead. "You don't have a fever." He sighed in relief. "My head hurts a bit." You chuckled awkwardly hoping he wouldn't see right through you. "Wasn't able to sleep last night." A tired smile appeared your face.

To your surprise, Jeongguk stood up and carried you in his arms bridal style. "Wait! What are you doing, Gguk?" You shrieked as you wrapped your arms around his neck, hoping not to fall. "Movie's cancelled." He stated, making his way to your bedroom. He gently kicked the door open and entered your room. The moment his knees hit the side of your bed, Jeongguk carefully put you down on the soft mattress. With no hesitation whatsoever, he hovered himself over you, face dangerously close to yours and laid down on the other side of the bed. You tried to hide the fact that you were freaking out, on the inside at least "What about the movie?" You whined arms crossed and faced your back towards him.

He smirked and cocked an eyebrow at your child like attitude. "Meh" Jeongguk replied, his hands tracing over the curve of your hips. His movements sent shivers down your spine and core. You closed your eyes and held your breath, wishing for whatever he was doing to end. It didn't. It only got worse. His hand was now on your stomach, caressing it. Your eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets when he wrapped his arms around your waist and drew you closer to him. Your back was now pressed against his chest, butt merely inches away from his manhood and you pray to God that he doesn't feel your heart rapidly beating inside your rib cage. "I like this better anyway." He added, warm breath dancing behind your ear as he drowned himself with the scent of your shampoo, burying his face in your soft locks.

"Y/N..." He hummed. "W-- What?" Your words were broken, voice slightly agitated. "I love the way you smell.." He pulled you closer again, this time you were glued to each other. Your clothes were the only thing separating you from touching skin to skin. And with that, your breath hitched a new height and your mouth went dry. This wasn't new to you and surely this wasn't the first time you were in the same bed with your best friend.

In fact, you've done it plenty of times. Too many to count, frankly speaking. Sleepovers, parties and even family vacations, you two were inseparable, always wanting to be together every chance you had since both of you were 11 years old. Knowing your true feelings for Jeongguk now, made it more complicated. Before it was just about having fun and enjoying the company of a friend but now there were more hidden intentions behind every moment to come.

"Jeongguk..." You wiggled your body, trying to loosen his hug, sucks for you he only tightens it more after your attempt of breaking free. "Heyyy...." He giggled "Stop squirming, Y/N... You're not a worm." He joked. You sighed loud enough so that he can here. "What's wrong? I thought you were tired." He purred. "I am.. But..." You paused, trying to come up with an answer. "But what?" Jeongguk asked, his right hand now wedged between your thighs. Fuck, you screamed in your thoughts. The feeling of his hands on your skin was electrifying. Shock waves were coursing through your veins, sending signals to your core. The way your underwear was sticking to your folds was extremely troubling. There's no way in hell that you would reach down your shorts and fix your underwear while Jeongguk was beside you.

You were fucking embarrassed at the way he got your panties soaked without even doing anything sexual. "I need to... to go the bathroom.." You insisted but Jeongguk was too stubborn to let go of you. "No." he hissed, squeezing your thigh. "Stop it...." you pouted. The more he touched you, the more aroused you get. "You're making me feel uncomfortable..." You finally managed to spit it out. Jeongguk was actually shocked with your words, it felt like betrayal coming from you. He abruptly broke off from the hug. "What?" He questioned, holding himself up with one arm. You can feel his presence linger over you. You made sure that you will not turn around because you fucking bet that your face was red as hell and you didn't want Jeongguk to see you in this kind of state.

"Y/N.." Jeongguk called out, voice cracked and he seemed like he was on the verge of tears. You wanted to turn to him, to look at him, to comfort him but you yourself weren't in the best state to do so. "Did I do something wrong?" He added. "No.. You did nothing wrong, Gguk." You lightly chuckled, trying to lift up the mood. "It's all me." You assured him. "You don’t have to worry about a thing. I'm sorry if I ruined the mood but today isn't really a good day. You can go home if you want. I can take care of myself." You concluded as you felt a lump in your throat when you spoke those words to him. Jeongguk's face was dazed. He thought of all the time you were together, trying to figure out what went wrong. He nit-picked every puzzle piece but none of them seemed to fit. Everything was perfect. Your relationship was perfect. You barely had fights, you almost agreed on everything besides the "does pineapple go with pizza" kind of shit, but other than that there was nothing he could come up with that would cause this sudden fall out between the two of you. He was utterly silent, he couldn't think of something to say. What if the words he says next would make things worst? What if he's hard hardheadedness makes you more upset with him? He didn't want to risk anything. He didn't want to risk losing you.

"Okay.." He mumbled under his breath. "I'll guess I'll go. Sorry." He slowly stood up from the bed, smoothing the creases of his hoodie. "See you." was the last thing he said before exiting your room. The moment he stepped out of your room was the moment a wave of guilt crashed over you. Jeongguk didn't deserve to be treated this way. He doesn't deserve to be stood up like this just because you couldn't come clean with your feelings. A good friend was all that he has been to you. No, Actually he was the Best. He has been always by your side, from your first heartbreak to celebrating your first job, Jeongguk was there. No matter how busy he was, heck, even when he was in a relationship, he would always make time for you. And you were sure that you'd the same for him. And acting like a fucking brat is the exact opposite.

You crawled out of your bed as fast as you can, hoping the boy was still on the premises of the apartment. Quickly, you walked out of your room just in time to call out to him before he leaves through the door. "Ggukie." Was the nickname you gave him when you first met. He wasn't fond of it when other people call him that but when it's you, he surely doesn't mind. You took small steps towards him with your head faced down. Jeongguk literally looked like a deer caught in the headlights with the way his eyes were filled with shock, mouth slightly agape. "I thought you wanted me to leave.. " He sounded so sad and disappointed. You never thought that you, of all people, would ever make Jeongguk feel this way. Seeing him like this felt like a knife stabbed you through the heart. "I need to tell you something." You stated while pulling his hand, guiding him back to your room. He did not complain or contradicted, he simply obeyed and follow you. Once you were bad in the room you shut the door and said: "Sit down."

He was still shaken up with the whole ordeal and remained quiet. You sat beside him and pick up his hand, pulling it closer to you and locked your fingers together with his. Jeongguk was mute the entire time, you knew he was like this. Whenever you had something to share or something to rant about, he would not speak or interfere. He would only listen. You didn't know why but he has always been that way. Because for him, seeing the way you light up when you tell him about the little things that happened to you that made you happy, made him happy too. And the way you'd pour your heart out whenever you were broken made him want to give you a piece of himself so you could put yourself back together again. But you didn't know because Jeongguk himself was quite hesitant to say anything, he didn't want to ruin the relationship he had with you with his own selfishness.

"Jeongguk.." You paused "I've known you since forever and I just...." Tears were forming in your eyes, your vision became blurry. The feeling of Jeongguk's hands holding yours tightly gave you comfort and strength to push through. "Just don't want to lose you.." Beads of water fell from your eyes and landed onto Jeongguk's hand. He wanted to say something but held himself back because he wanted to hear what you wanted to say first. "Promise me, whatever I say today won't change the way were are now." Your voice was barely there and he simply nodded in response. "I think I love you, Jeongguk. I know I shouldn't---" Your words were stopped by the boys figure pulling you into the tightest hug. "Huh????" You were bewildered by his sudden response. "Jeongguk?" You said, lightly tapping his shoulder. "I love you too, Y/N."

Your eyes shot open at his words. "What?" You question him again. He pulled away from the hug just enough to see your tear-stained face. Both of his hands made its way to your cheeks, wiping away any more wetness it could find. "I said, I love you TOO." Your brain couldn't process anything right now. If there were flies in your room right now, they would have surely made a home in your mouth that's hanging wide. "You love me too?" You asked, still not believing his words. He just shook his head with a shit eating grin on his face. "How many times do you want me to say it?" He chuckled as he placed a kiss on the tip of your nose. "I love you, a lot." He hummed. "For the longest time, too." He smiled from ear to ear. You were flabbergasted with the revelation unfolding before your eyes. "Hmmmm. Really?" You were skeptical "What happened to the girl you were dating a while back?" Your words were doubtful. "Didn't work out." He shrugged his shoulders "None of them did." He let himself get lost in your warmth again as he placed his head on your shoulder and continued "When I realized my feelings for you, I held myself back as best as I could cause I knew that this was a one-sided love kinda thing." A soft smile surfaced from his lips "I tried to date other girls but it didn't work out because they weren't you. I can't believe a day like this would come." He faced you, eyes glittering from euphoria.

There was no more word said after that, only the sound of your lips crashing onto one another. The sound of hungry, needy and desperate kisses echoed in your room. Dominating you were Jeongguk’s wet and sloppy kisses filled with the intent to devour you whole. "You don’t know how much I wanted to kiss you." He moaned through your lips and with that, you replied a whine urging him to continue. His soft and plumped lips tasted like candy, insanely sweet. The flavor was completely whimsical, something you haven’t tasted before. Every contact leaves you wanting more. You've had your fair share of kisses before but this, this was the first that you felt completely drowned in the sensation of kissing itself. None of the boys you kissed before Jeongguk made you feel this way. You thought it couldn't get better than this but boy, you were completely wrong.

Another inexplicable feeling knocked you out again. The way his tongue danced with yours was truly spectacular, every move it made somehow synchronized with yours. As the saying goes, it really does take two to tango. You sucked at his wet muscle every time it went past your teeth. You couldn't help yourself but sank your teeth into it. Luckily, Jeongguk did not mind you biting his tongue, oddly enough it felt like bubble gum. The kissing continued for at least a few more minutes before Jeongguk finally snapped. In his thoughts, kissing wasn't enough. He needed to taste you; he needed to feel your body against his; he needed to be inside you.

He pushed you further until your back hit the headboard. He licked a stripe over the line of your jaw, first peppering your neck with light kisses then sucking harshly at your flesh, to which purple marks bloomed immediately. Jeongguk stared at the bruise proudly and said: "It's only right to mark my territory." You simple laughed and swatted his arm. He chuckled and playfully said, "Better than peeing on you." Stunned by his words you jokingly flicked his forehead and stated: "Way to ruin the mood!". He rubbed the area of his forehead and insisted "I mean, it's not my thing but if that's what you're into maybe----" You stopped him just in time before he could say any more disgusting stuff and dragged him back to your neck. His lips automatically did what they were meant to do.

He nipped at your collarbone with his teeth, forcing you to bit down on your lower lip. Occasionally adding a few licks here and there. He held onto the hem of your camisole and pushed it upward, only to be stopped by you. "Wait.." You shyly stated. "What's wrong, baby?" He questioned your actions. "It just that... Most of your past girlfriends were well-endowed and..." you gestured over to your small physique emphasizing on your minuscule breast "I'm a sold 4/10, heh." His smile turned into a frown after hearing what you just said. He held both of your hands, cradled it with his and said "Baby. I don't want you comparing yourself to anyone." His voice soft and assuring. "Especially my exes." He combed his fingers through your hair and went on saying "It was just pure coincidence that a few of them were well-endowed. I swear I don’t really have a preference when it comes to dating. And, none of them worked out. Wanna know why?" He paused, waiting for some kind of response from you "I guess I never truly loved them the way I love you. Maybe I was only looking for someone to help me get over you." He smiled. "What you are today, what you are tomorrow and what you will be in 10 years.. I love and will love all of it. Y/N, I love you." Jeongguk kissed your knuckles one by one. "No more comparing okay? You're the only one I want and the only one for me."

He gripped your top again, successfully taking it off you. He marveled at the sight of your bare body. Eyes taking in every bit of detail, savoring the glorious moment. His line of sight flickered up and down. "I'll make you feel good with my hands. Trust me, okay?". You simply nodded. His hands gently caressed your face before moving down to your chest. His hand ghosted above your hardened nubs, when you felt his touch merge together with your skin, you quickly melted like putty in his grasp. His touch was warm and endearing, the one that can lull you to sleep if he wanted too.

Your anxiety flew out the window the moment he touched you. You weren't scared or intimidated anymore. You felt safe; you felt secured under his ministration. You breath heaved high and low as his lips kissed your erect nipples. With one hand, he kneaded one breast it slowly while he sucked on the other. You felt like you were floating in the air, wind brushing against your body. He wanted you to feel confident about your body so he made sure that you were well taken care of. Not just physically, mentally too.

You hands magically found itself tangled with his soft black locks, coaxing him to indulge more. He pulled away and placed both of his hands back on you mounds, drawing tiny circles around the areola, making you giggle. He took the nubs and played with it with his thumb and index finger. You tried your best not to make any noise and it was written all over your face. "No need to hold it in, baby. Let me hear you moan. I bet you sound so good when you say my name." He encouraged you well enough for you to release a sweet moan from your lips. The sound of your vulnerable voice made all the blood in his body rush to his member, now visibly erect underneath his sweatpants. "Jeongguk-ah~" You hummed with your eyes shut, enjoying the way he uses his hands. Every touch was filled with magic, spell after spell, drawing you deeper and deeper into an enchanted trans-like state.

He hummed back while his hands slid down to the hem of your silk shorts. As much as he loved seeing you wear these matching camisole top and short shorts that always turned him on, he would love it more if it were on the floor. He took his time sliding the clothing at each end making sure to engrave this very moment in the confinement of his brain and label it as the greatest moment of his entire existence. When the piece of clothing inched closer to your feet, you jammed your thighs together. "Hmmmm." Jeongguk whirred, cocking an eyebrow at you while throwing the silk shorts on the ground. Your juice soaked panties were the only thing on you right now.

He massaged both of your thighs with his manly hands. You hadn't noticed it before, but Jeongguk hands were really pretty. His fingers were long and slender, knuckles had a slight pink undertone to it partnered with nails that were shaped beautifully. His hand running up and down your flesh made you shiver and caused goosebumps to emerge from your skin. "Jeongguk.." You moaned out his name, and he swore that it was the sexiest thing he has ever heard. "Baby, open up." He cooed "Don't be shy. Show me how wet you are for me." He purred and you obeyed.

You carefully opened your legs together, looking at Jeongguk’s reaction. The moment you had your legs spread wide open for Jeongguk to see, he hissed out a faint "Fuck.." and ran a finger up the soaked area of the cloth. "You're drenched. Is this all for me?" He asked. You nodded as your cheeks were hued a light red. It made Jeongguk's insides twist and turn at the image of you totally soaked from the arousal he caused. His chest swelled up with confidence, ego boosted up a few steps higher. A spark ignited a flame in his stomach and before you knew it, he had already ripped off the last piece of clothing on you and helped himself. He was now lapping up your juices with his tongue.

Squelching wet sound filled the air each time his mouth met with your core. He kissed your left fold then the other, making sure he was giving each fold the same amount of attention it needed. Your clitoris was caught between his teeth, you let out a gasp at the action. He sucked on it like there was no tomorrow and caused you to throw your head back in pleasure. "Aaaahhhhhhh---" you cried out in complete ecstasy.

Your legs were uncontrollably shaking, breaths heavy, feeble moans that were smooth like syrup dribbled pass your lips. Just by looking at the mess you are now, Jeongguk knew that you were already at your limit and that you'd be screaming his name while seeing stars. He inserted two curled fingers in your center, pumping it at a slow pace. Jeongguk was trying to locate your sweet spot by twirling his index and middle finger inside you, and at the same time he was stretching you out so you can fully take in his hard cock. Your velvet walls were clenching around him when he finally found your G-spot. "Right... there...." You voiced out, desperate to find release. He positioned himself on top of you, fingers still inserted, and left a chaste kiss on your forehead. His speed quickens, the lewd sound got louder. You heard ringing inside your ears and pressed your hands on his chest. Grabbing a fistful of his hoodie, you were pulling at it while the exhilarating sensation traveled from your head to your toes, and back again. "Come for me, baby." He whispered lips near your ear. "I-- 'm.." You mewled. Your walls clenched even tighter around his fingers and after what felt like forever, you managed to cum. Jeongguk was sure to keep his digits inside you until you rode down from you high. Your juices seeped out from the sides of your opening and dripped down onto the bed. He pulled out his fingers out which was coated in slick, glistening, viscous liquid.

He put his digits in his mouth and licked your juices clean off. "You taste so good, baby." He then proceeded to remove his hoodie from his body which revealed his masculine and toned frame. You simple gawked at the sight of him bare, mouthwatering. His 6-pack was a work of art, well defined and breathtaking. "You like what you see?" He snickered, with a dirty smirk on his face. "This ain't even the main spectacle." "Are you ready to see all of me, Y/N?" Jeongguk slid both of his thumbs under the garter of his sweatpants and dragged it down at a tortuously sluggish pace. Beads of sweat formed at your temples in anticipation. "Oh my." You gasped while his hard member sprang free, slightly tapping his abdomen. You kinda knew Jeongguk was big, but not this big. You stood there utterly amazed at how hard and big he was. The tip was red and swollen, spilling out droplets of precum. His shaft was thick, as thick as your wrist even, angry with its veins popping out. You looked at Jeongguk with honest eyes, eyes filled with desire. He knew exactly what you wanted.

"Go." He said, pulling you upright. You reached out to touch his throbbing member. He instantly jerked when he felt himself in the palm of your hands. It was warm, thick and hard, and you can't wait to feel it inside you. But before any of that, you wanted to make Jeongguk feel good, just like the way he made you feel a while ago. You started pumping his shaft at a slow and steady rate, warming it between your fingers and palm. A low moan escaped from his lips. Your movements caused him to tilt his head back in satisfaction. Seeing Jeongguk come undone before you, by you more so, urged you to take in his member whole. A guttural moan came from Jeongguk as he felt his cock buried deep inside your mouth. "Damn, baby " He panted, looking like a complete mess.

You swirl your tongue inside your mouth, brushing it against him. You hollowed your cheeks and started bobbing your head up and down, pushing even deeper after every stroke until the tip of his cock reached the back of your throat. You felt yourself gag at his length and eyes sting when tears started to fill it. Jeongguk was totally out of his mind from the immense pleasure you were providing him. "You frustrate me so much, do you know that, Y/N?" He grabbed your hair and formed it into a makeshift ponytail, encouraging you to move faster. You placed both hands on either side of his hips, gaining more leverage to increase your speed. Wanton moans were quick to leave Jeongguk's mouth as you sped up your movements. The thought of him spilling his seeds in your mouth was tempting, but he only had one vision in mind. And that was to fuck you balls deep onto the mattress while you scream his name.

"Y/N.." He whined, rubbing your face. He looked at you with hooded eyes. "I wanna.. " His was out of breath and looked so sexy with his hair stuck to his forehead. "I-- I wanna come inside you... " You simply nodded and turned around, positioning yourself on all fours, displaying your cunt and all of its wet glory. The coldness of the sea of blankets beneath you relaxed your body. Jeongguk can see your reflection from the mirror beside your dresser, there was something about the way your hair falls in your face that gets him all riled up. He grits his teeth while palming himself "I can't, you look so good that it fucking hurts." Jeongguk reached his boiling point and growled at you. He hastily positioned his dick directly in front of your dripping core. He swiped his dick along your slit, lubricating it with your juices so it can easily slip in and provide a more smooth transition.

"You good?" He asked, pushing the head of his cock a few centimeters in. "Y-yeah." You hummed with a small nod. "Uhhh--" left your lips as you felt him stretch you out deliciously. "God, you're so tight, Y/N.." He mewled while your walls hugged his member. "Did you ever get this tight for someone else?" He huffed through his nostril. The feeling of him finally inside you was unreal. The way his cock filled your insides wholly made your senses go haywire. "N-no."With your entire body drowning in bliss, giving a one-word reply was hard enough as it is. "Ggukie.." You pleaded, voice weak. "Fuck me..." you whimpered. "What did you say?" Jeongguk teased while casually moving his hips to and fro. "I can't hear you, Y/N. You need to sp---" You cut his word short "Fuck me! Fuck me hard until I can't feel my legs!" You exclaimed. He slapped your ass cheek with his hand which caused you to jolt. "That's what I'm talking about." He stated while rubbing the area he hit. His maneuvered his body just right so he can place his other hand around your chest, keeping you upright. Because he knows that after he's done with you, you won't be able to feel your arms and legs.

He kissed the back of your neck and said "You're mine, Y/N... All mine." With no warning, he drilled your pussy hard and deep. Every move was precise and calculated. His member slipped in and out of you with ease, thanks to enough foreplay. Without it you'd be crying in pain instead of pleasure because of his size. Jeongguk was without a doubt the biggest you've encountered. Maybe that was the reason nobody has ever filled you the way Jeongguk did. He held onto your hips and threw another explosive thrust your way. "Jeongguk!" You cried out, chanting his name religiously as he continued at the same pace. You're nailing were digging into the white sheets of your bed as he continued fucking the life out of you. You can feel him hitting you in all the right places. Your body felt surges of electricity every time his cock pushed further in you, digging deeper into you. His grip on you never loosened, he made it sure that you were in his arm all the while he was making love to you. Because for him, just fucking isn't enough, for you at least. Sex wasn't just lips against lips or body against body. He wanted to make you feel good. He wanted to make you feel a certain way that nobody has ever made you feel. He didn't just want to touch you, he wanted to touch you.

He pulled out of you for a second which caused you to whine at the feeling of emptiness. He flipped you on your back and pushed your hair out of your face. "I wanna see your face when you cum on my dick." His voice was deep and sultry. You bit your lip while in a state of complete awe, admiring a sweaty Jeongguk towering above you. He placed a hand over your pelvis and rubbed your clit with his thumb. His ministrations made you curl your toes and moan out his name. With his knees, he pushed your legs further apart, readying himself to enter you again. "Jeongguk...." You pleaded. "I want to cum..." And so did he. He then penetrated you once again, the feeling of him filling you was one you'd never forget. Now, the accuracy of his movements seemed to falter by the second. Every thrust becoming sloppy and uncoordinated. You can feel yourself nearing the end, your body was convulsing, sweat dripping out of every pore on your skin and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. "Y/N... I'm close.." Jeongguk exhaled. He leaned closer to you, body just inches away. He intertwined his fingers with yours and kissed the tip of your nose. "I love you.."

There it was, your release. You exhaled deeply as your walls wrapped around his length, juices dripping out of the corner of your core. He managed to do a few more strokes before following your lead. You can feel his cock spilling out his seeds inside you, It made you feel warm. His hips slowly grinding both of your highs out. "That was amazing.." He hummed in satisfaction, still catching his breath. He rolled over, now laying next to you. His eyes met yours, gaze filled with happiness. "Your all mine, right?" He asked. "Yeah." You replied with the softest smile written on your face.

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