#but Spoon Machine broke rn
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[01:34] | nct na jaemin
Your ceiling fell.
pairing » nct na jaemin x gn!reader (lmk if i missed anything!)
trope/au » established relationship au!, non-idol au!
genre » boyfriend na jaemin who picks you up even though he's tired, summer is annoying to the reader (sorry, i'm really hating summer rn), fluffy fluff with a tinge of angst, clothes stealer reader!, but you never end up using it because you got too tired and fell asleep, i love na jaemin (can you tell?), reader is the little spoon, jaemin is so caring and cute (i'm in love with him), jaemin brushing his hand through your hair
word count, estimated reading time » 2496, ~9 mins
warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » jaemin is taller, outside clothes on the bed (i don't do this but it's cute here 😭 forgive me), oh...it's not proofread 😭
navi/masterlist!! 🤍
recently went back to my wips and found bits and pieces that could work together and meshed them together as best as i can 🤣 just whipped up this little thing whilst i was at it hehe
also, not going to be specific but will you believe if i said that this is based on a (my) true story? 🤠 it's been...messy 🤠 to say the least.
thank you for proofreading (when you're supposed to be focusing on school) @cupidjyu !! 💕
Your ceiling fell.
Well...
To be exact, there isn't a hole that lets the spiders and birds able to look down and see the base of your kitchen sink but when the inside surface of the roof fell, so did the insulator that kept the house warm during the frosty winter, and cool in the scorching summer. Because of the unstable roof condition, your whole family was wary of putting the air conditioning system on. The vibration from the machine and the sound waves themselves may be the little push it needs to send other parts of the roof crumbling.
You hate the hot weather so much.
In this period of the summer, when opening the windows was barely an option as it also let the heat through, it has been hard even to do anything remotely productive. With every move of your body, it generates heat and energy, which when mixed with the thirty-five-degree heat, all you want to do is lay on your bed and let the sweat evaporate off your skin with the help of your tower fan. That's how the mornings would go. Sometimes when you're not too tired from the previous day's work, you would go and take shelter in the library, turning confused heads when you would be wearing a jacket as overtime, it became too cold.
The worst thing is that there has been no word from the insurance company or the people who could help to fix the hole in your ceiling. Unfortunately, it did fall during the peak holiday season but at this point, when it’s no longer the festive season, no one in your family understands what’s going on with the back-and-forth messy conversations to fix the issue.
The past three months have been full of frustrating calls to your boyfriend but Jaemin has been picking up your phone call at the second time his ringtone rings, greeting you with that emphasising smile of his as he sees the layer of moisture on your face. At first, you tried to give him the best smile you could, but you eventually broke down after the first month, completely done with changing your clothes every day in every hour. Jaemin, though busy with his own responsibilities, never fails to take you out whenever he can, accompanying you in your aimless night time walks or accompanying you to the library where he would start reading a random book while you snooze on his shoulder.
Today is one of the nights where you can’t handle sleeping in the house, too hot and uncomfortable for your eyes to even think about closing. You guiltily text Jaemin, asking if he’s able to have you over and within a few minutes, the black-haired arrives at your house, air conditioner blasting in his car and a genuine smile greeting you as soon as you step in. He waits outside his car with his oversized shirt and short pants; his usual summer attire. He kisses your frown away as soon as you rush into his arms, dropping your bag of clothes to the floor. His affectionate gaze for you grows, cupping your cheeks in his hands to hush you from the apologies that you would say for going out so late at night even though you insisted that the five-minute walk was fine to do.
“No,” Jaemin juts his lower lip to you adorably. “Not letting you do that!” He presses another quick peck on your lips that makes your cheeks heat up and makes you a stuttering mess. “I’m hungry! Let’s go grab some food first!”
You let out a knowing chuckle, shaking your head at him fondly as you know that just means another movie night that will go on until five am. To Jaemin, this is the best kind of date: the one that is unplanned but is planned at the same time. With the way that you’re literally having the worst summer ever as well, all he wants to do is to make sure that at least when you look back on this summer, you will remember his air conditioner blasting in his room. Bonus, the later you sleep, the more time you’ll have in a cooled, comfortable and private environment.
But you know deep down, that you will always remember his warm, kind heart first out of all.
With hands full of takeout from the nearest fast food to his house, Jaemin talks you through his list of movies that he wants to check out before you both fall asleep. He was so excited that he nearly missed the step up to his room, almost waking up the whole house with how his body would tumble down the staircase otherwise. But oh how much he would if it meant that you wouldn’t be crying on the humid, summer night.
"It's perfect, Jaem."
You comment when Jaemin asks you about the temperature of his room and he gives you a relieved look, smiling in satisfaction to know your thoughts. Jaemin starts to unload the snacks in his arm on his study table, prompting you to do the same. He turns his sleeping laptop on, waiting for his device to start up.
In the meantime, his attention falls on you once more. "You must've been overwhelmed." His arm spreads open, silently asking if you would accept his gesture.
All you gave was a quiet hum and it momentarily worries him before you step to bury your head into his broad chest. You sigh into his perfect body temperature that balances the coolness trapped in the four walls. The corners of Jaemin’s lips rise as he starts shifting his body side to side, giving the hug a little more dynamic and comfort as he starts to sing your favourite tune to your ears. His fingers rake across your hair, not minding the whines and complaints you gave about how your hair is disgusting and oily, even pressing a kiss to your scalp to ease your worries.
Your arms start to find home around his waist and your palm grips the fabric of the shirt even more, feeling eternally thankful for having a loving person in your life. A mutter, “Thank you for all this.” Your voice trails off, eyelids heavy and honestly, quiet snores could leave your lips at any moment now.
“Always, bubs,” he muses back. “Maybe we can skip the movie night today?”
The suggestion pulls your lips into a sour smile but you can’t hide the drowsiness in your system after getting small hours of sleep for the past week. “We have food.” But truly, it’s nothing that food can’t fix.
A raised eyebrow meets you when you slightly pull back to see the reaction on Jaemin’s face. “Food and horror movies.”
The shared favourite genre makes you break out into a genuine smile, excited for the movie marathon cuddled up in his bedsheets and the smell of food as you both expose yourself to the light from the computer until the sun replaces the moon. Jaemin watches you excitedly walk back to the door of his room where your bag slumps over on the wall next to the frame.
“You don’t want to wear mine?” The suggestion is said with a smirk from him and your hands stopping to unzip your bag halfway. “Guess not!”
“No! I do!” You drag the last syllable out and when you turn to face him once more, Jaemin only lets out a teasing smile. “Let me steal!”
Indeed, Jaemin already has everything prepared for you, tilting his chin to his bed where some of his and your favourite hoodies are spread across the duvet. You spot the emerald green one, immediately jumping from your kneeling position on the floor and making the neat pile topple over at your eagerness.
Jaemin feigns fake offence and an exaggerated gasp, “All my hard work!” He weeps to which you just roll your eyes as a response, continuing to take out your shower and night necessities to prepare for the night.
“Alright.” A heavy sigh follows after, “I’m going to sho—”
But before you could take another step towards the bathroom, a pair of arms pulls you backwards, your back colliding with a chest that you know all too well. You can’t see the expression on his face but another thing that you know about Jaemin is when he leans down to press his cheek on yours, humming once more into your embrace, his cheeks are painted with hues of red and pink—his love for you overflowing from the simple back hug gesture.
“What you doing, Nana?” It deepens his blush, melting with how the nickname naturally sounds lovelier coming from you.
“Just go brush your teeth and shower in the morning.” He mumbles against your cheek. “I want to go on this movie marathon with you right now.”
“But you hate it the most when someone lays on your bed without washing up.”
That’s also true. He does hate that a lot.
The idea of outside germs reaching the place where he would be closing his eyes and be in another space for hours never fails to bring a scowl to his face and he always makes sure everyone who visits his space is aware of that fact.
But it’s you—and Jaemin loves you more to overlook that fact for a day.
“I’m planning on changing the sheets anyway.” He shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly, “Plus, I literally get grease and pieces of chocolate on there anyways so I think I may need to change my mindset about that rule now…”
The mention of the substances makes you gasp, a similar one to the one he directed at you before. “Na Jaemin!” The playful slap on his arm only makes his hold against your body tighter, sending you both into a fit of laughter.
Amid the chaos you created, Jaemin makes his point clear with the previous topic, throwing himself still clad in his dirty clothes onto his bed and taking you down with him. You yelp at the sudden fall, throwing everything out of your hands to muffle the sound of your mouth, aware of the sleeping couple not too far away from this room.
“Oops! Gotta change it tomorrow, I guess!”
“Na Jaemin, stop! I’m still going to shower anyway!”
So begins the shoving and wiggling for you to escape his strong grip on his bulky arms. You know shortly after running out of breath that it’s a better choice to rest your head on his pectoral, giving up on both the shower and possibly the movie night. The laughter dies down, but never the love that Jaemin shows for you. On the back of your head, you can feel his thumping heartbeat, the rhythm making your eyelids fall naturally.
Jaemin carefully slides you over to the mattress on his side, turning his body to face the girl he loves the most in this world. His eyelashes flutter quietly, quieter than the humming of the white rectangular machine stuck high onto his wall. He doesn’t bother waking you up, content with the tiny snores you let out through the small gap between your lips.
“And to think you were scolding me minutes ago.” Bopping your ice-cold nose with the pad of his pointer finger. “Okay, at this point you’re going to freeze.”
Though exhausted and body screaming to just fall asleep then and there, Jaemin pulls himself back to the edge of the bed, standing and stretching his four limbs. He quickly retreated to the connecting bathroom, picking up your discarded items that he made you toss to avoid his parents from waking up and scolding the young couple in love—though he knows they will just scold him given how much his parents adore everything about you.
Scared that you would soon wake up in the very uncomfortable posture that you have right now, more than half your feet dangling off the bed, Jaemin swiftly completes his night routine, skipping the one that would make his dentist question his habits but he pushed the thought aside for now. As quiet as he could, he makes his way over to your still peaceful figure. His knees sink into the bed, eyes observing you while he holds his breath to avoid any more unnecessary movements than the ones he’s making right now.
An arm lifts your upper body, and Jaemin quickly jumps behind you. You did stir a bit in your sleep when Jaemin undoes the noisy metal zipper of your jacket but nonetheless, he succeeded without bringing you back into full consciousness. In his head, he imagines himself doing a little celebratory dance under the shining disco ball, all the fluorescent light on him on the dance floor. Then, the same arm is placed on your upper back once more but now paired with his other arm tucked under the back of your knees. You quickly adjusted to the position, Jaemin raising your body high enough for you to relish in the remnants of his cologne on the crook of his neck.
“I love you, Nana.” You confess to him earnestly. “I love you so much…”
Jaemin stands on one side of the bed, scanning the curves of your face intently as if he has never noticed the small mole on the slope of your nose. He couldn’t fight off the want to steal another kiss from you, bending his neck down to slot his soft ones to hug your plump ones. A satisfied hum is brought out after, Jaemin mirroring your content heart with another lingering press on your forehead.
Soon enough, your body is finally between his bouncy mattress and his weighted polyester. Immediately, your hands roam over to the other side of the bed where Jaemin would usually be, groaning when all you felt was the crinkles of the cotton that is not his shirt.
“Okay, okay. I’m here.” He assures the dissatisfaction painted on your face first by flicking the light switch off and then by wrapping your smaller frame into his own.
The muscles of your whole body relax for the first time in a while at the thought of going to dreamland—maybe it’s the Jaemin effect. A hand makes its way to the curve of your head, fingertips half-buried into your strands. A slight gush of wind can be felt on your nose but you don’t mind the proximity, even continuing to scoot even closer, pleased with the hand on your lower back that pushes you in closer.
“Sleep tight.” His eyes landed on the brown bag across the room and his muted laptop that plays your favourite comfort movie. He lets the movie play, strategically moving his forearm to block the blue light emitted. When he confirms that his shadow falls upon your lids, he places the lightest kiss as a final ‘goodnight’. “I love you.”
So maybe, you don’t hate the hot weather as much as you thought.
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oooooh all the q's
Hello anon! I’m guessing you mean the wlw + mlm asks so here it is!
1. describe your crush / partner.
I’m not really crushing anyone right now tbh, just hanging out with friends and trying new things.
2. describe your perfect date.
The simple answer, going to a brewery and playing board games. I love any competitive activity tbh but with the right vibes, we could also go walk around the streets and have deep talks. maybe lay down at the beach or a park and look at the sky.
3. describe your dream house.
I HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS SOOOO MUCH but thats also because its a near life goal right now. Anyways room#1 a game/ hangout room to watch tv, read, play board or console games, and work lol cant forget about working. Then room#2 would be a guest room with a murphy bed to save space. Room#3 would be my bedroom with a closet with enough space to separate my clothes and gear. The livign room would have what i like to call a scream box, basically these like conference call soundproof phonebooths but could also be used to scream the stress. Bc i have a whole bunch of stuffed animals from family and friends, i want to build a claw machine to store them and thats like another gaming device in my house. The kitchen i actually havent thought that much about but i think i want a lot of counterspace and idk how else it would look like rn. The garage would store all my gear and the camper van i would use for adventures. I would also like a grass patch in the front but theres no more space in the bay area so the park will do. OHHH and a straight roof or patio to watch the skies.
4. describe your dream life.
i see my life with two lifestyles: one like a day job, where most of the week I'd work during the day and hang out with friends afterwards or chill at home and wind down; another full of adventure - hikes, climbing, camping, some day trips to hang out somewhere. some combination of that with friends and we kinda just keep doing that.
5. describe your ideal partner.
Someone to do most of my hobbies with, to challenge and grow together. Kinda someone that I can continuously learn from in any aspect. I really enjoy having people around me just doing our own things together so things like that.
6. morning cuddles or night cuddles?
Night cuddles
7. big spoon or little spoon?
Little spoon
8. hugs or kisses?
Hugs
9. walks on the beach or walks in the forest?
Walks in the forest
10. sitting on your partner’s lap or them on yours?
Them sitting on my lap
11. favourite lgbt movie?
Imagine me & you… soooo cute
12. favourite lgbt book?
I actually don’t really read that many books but I love a good enemies to lovers, fake dating, soulmates angst. I’m in the middle of We Are Okay by Nina Lacour. But I did read a lot of fanfic and there was this soulmate AU with a name tattooed on each wrist and you don’t know which one is a platonic soulmate and which one is a romantic soulmate.
13. favourite lgbt character?
Fictional, Laura Hollis. Real, Hayley Kiyoko
14. favourite lgbt ship?
The og hollstein! Ughhh I miss them so much
15. favourite lgbt song?
Oooo this is hard, I actually have a few… can I give top 3? Whatever, it’s my blog. Top 3 are sleepover by hayley kiyoko, kiss the boy by keiynan lonsdale, and sick of losing soulmates by dodie
16. what’s your favourite thing about your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
17. what’s the best thing to do with your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
18. how did you meet your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
19. what first attracted you to your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
20. what’s something that reminds you of your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
21. what’s your lgbt identity?
les be honest
22. when did you realise you’re lgbt?
After I broke up with my boyfriend in high school I started questioning my sexuality and the thoughts followed through in college. Tbh that phase in college really helped me realize I wasn’t into men like how I thought I was in high school.
23. do you fit any stereotypes for your sexuality?
obsessed with hayley kiyoko, carabiners oh so many carabiners, can’t sit in chairs properly, tucked shirt cuffed jeans, always short nails, super athletic, climbing, loves building things like I just helped my best friend move in so we had hella furniture to put together
24. have you ever been to pride?
I think I went twice? I remember who I went with the first time going but I don’t remember the second. All I recall was being able to buy a drink.
25. how did you / do you plan to come out?
Family wise, I came out to my sister first waaay back when, she kinda found out looking at pictures on my phone and asked me about it. My little brother is my best friend so I told him a bit after I started dating. I came out to my parents 2 years ago bc I was dating someone during the pandemic and I wanted to do a small trip to/with her. Their reactions were a lot better than I expected actually - a lecture about queer relationship and safe sex, and a Confucius quote… so not bad? My older brother knows that I know that he knows I’m gay but I never explicitly told him lol that’s just our dynamic.
26. do you remember the name of your first crush?
I do but I shall not say
27. how did you first kiss go?
My very first kiss was super sweet and awkward. This guy I dated in high school walked me home and as we were saying bye, we hugged and stood for what felt like 5 minutes before we did like a small kiss. And then he walked me closer to my door and left to catch the bus
28. what did you do on your first date?
My very first date was super basic, we went to watch a movie and have dinner, got dessert and talked at bart waiting to go home
29. who was the first person you came out to?
I think, like it’s been a long time, I think the first person or even people I came out to was my group of friends from high school on a camping trip after graduation
30. pick a question of your choice + answer it.
I’ve answered all these questions but these were fun. Thanks anon! Hope you have a good one!!
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what if i think the reigen league of villains fic is the sexiest thing you’ve ever written?!??!?!? congrats on having the BIGGEST brain
cannot claim to have had the big brained idea myself since it was a request but I'm glad to hear u liked my execution of it B) thank you sm!! 🥺
#reigen is fun to write. he gave me secondhand sweat#ask#anonymous#i rly appreciate it!!#i ...still have a few comments I need to reply to on that fic also JKSDAHJKF i try to take some time replying to long comments tho#ppl who take the time to leave such nice comments deserve nice answers ;w;#but Spoon Machine broke rn
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Red Son Alphabet Relationship Headcanons
A/N: Omg, I'm sorry this is short and there is a few spelling errors.
2022 A/N: I forgot this existed💀 but are y'all like eating scraps rn??? Because this was honestly so bad😭😭😭
Paring: Red Son x You / Red Son x Reader
Words: 2,760
MASTERLIST
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
His love language is hard to describe-
But Red Son is very heavy on quality time, physical affection, words of affirmation, and acts of service.
He isn't very big on PDA, maybe only holding your hand out on public, but when you two aren't out in public view he'll definitely show lots of physical attraction(cuddling is the main one).
As for quality time, you two don't have to be talking to each other he just enjoys the company. However, at some point he'll start chewing your ear off over something he just remembered from like last week.
Now, Red Son LOVES it when you show him love through compliments, it boosts his ego a lot especially after it's been damaged after losing another fight to MK and his friends. He'll definitely shower you with compliments but only if you do an activity or change up your look a bit.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
For lifers🤞🏼🤞🏼
He would definitely be that asshole friend everyone has or had.
He'll pick on you and tease you the most out of everyone, but he's only really doing it to hide his feelings.
Besides him being an asshole to you, you two will definitely be cool friends that sometimes argue over dumb things.
But if you're an asshole like him then you two definitely would bond over making fun of MK, but don't make fun of him because he will get very angry really quick.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
Man's loves to cuddle but will never cuddle you around people because sees it as too embarrassing and ruins his image"
But if you guys are just at home and Red Son is just tired from working on his machines, he'll definitely demand cuddles.
Sometimes the Ed Sheeran wannabe will lay his head down in your lap, only for you to play his hair. He's a sucker for that. He'll even fall asleep just from it.
Most of the time, you two cuddle by laying on his chest on the couch while watching a movie or show. He'll often times use his power to keep you warm unless you say otherwise.
"Play with my hair."
"But-"
"Just play with my hair."
When you two are cuddling in bed, he's always big spoon no matter what which kinda gets annoying especially when he falls asleep before you: just one small move and he's awake then he'll be angry and start ranting about how you woke him up.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
You'll have to move into with him since he genuinely loves his family, plus he got that money-
It'll take Red Son awhile for him to settle down, but when he does it's a slow process.
Red Son cooks the most out of you two, and always boosts about how his cooking is amazing which is why he cooks the most. He isn't lying.
If you're terrible at cooking then he'll take it upon himself to try and teach you.
As for clean, he'll take it as a chance for you two bond as you two do the dishes together.
"You really don't need to do this, Red-"
"No, you need to learn how to cook so you aren't eating pizza rolls everyday!"
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
If he broke up with you it would be a casual manner, you two might still be able to be friends but it'll be really awkward.
He won't really talk to you for a good week to get over the tensed air between you two.
But if you broke up with him, Oh God-
He'll be so crushed.
Red Son will try so hard to keep you with him. He'll get to the bottom of why you feel the need that you two should separate. Once he figures it out then he'll try his best to fix it.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
He'll be very iffy about it at first, but as you two progress into your relationship he'll start thinking about it.
Of course it'll be hard especially since he's part of the Demon Bull family, there will be a big chance that his parents wouldn't really agree with your guys' relationship.
But if you do miraculously get them to agree, you two will be bonded forever... literally.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
He's actually a very gentle person when it comes to you.
He would never physical hurt you at all.
As for emotionally, he's sorta gentle but his egotistical side does show up still as he picks on you.
Sometimes he'll take some deep breaths before really flipping out on you.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
Red Son doesn't like receiving hugs but he loves to give them to you.
A lot of times he'll just approach you from behind and hug you, especially if you're an artist or a writer working on something. Expect those a lot.
His hugs are very warm and tight for obvious reasons, besides the cheesy burning love reason. They honestly make you melt right in your arms.
He genuinely doesn't care if you refuse his hugs, you're getting them either way.
Now, good luck trying to give him a hug, for some reasons he just hates receiving them. You'd think he'd make an expectation with you, but nope.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
He'll say it when he leaves to do his usual evil stuff or just really late at night before you two are about to fall asleep.
It would take him a few months into the relationship to say "I love you" to you. He views the phrase as something one shouldn't throw around the phrase so early on in relationship, he justs want to make sure that you're actually serious about the relationship.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)
This fiery boy can get so jealous so easily, he'll try to cover it up but it's easy to see because his hair will just give it away real quick.
He doesn't get jealous when you simply smile at someone, it's only when you really give someone else your full on attention.
When you two get home, he'll start mocking you and the person you were talking to, but you really can't take him serious with his weird impression of you and the other person.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Lots and lots of forehead kisses, he just loves to kiss your forehead especially when you two are cuddling.
He also loves to give you little pecks on the cheek, and loves it when you return them to it.
He'll kiss you on your lips on very rare occasions like maybe anniversaries but that's about it.
Again with the whole PDA thing he won't ever do this out in the public eye, it'll just only be a at home thing.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
Take a good look at him.
He'd be absolutely terrible around kids, he had made so many kids cry it's sad, so kids are definitely out of the equation.
He'll try to warm up to them for your sake, but he just can't.
Some might approach him because they thought it was such a cool thing that he's son of two of the most feared demons in the world, but they'll soon find out that it wasn't the best idea.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
This headcanon comes into play later, but you always wake up before Red Son.
You'd always have to carefully escape his grasp to go do your own thing before he wakes up and starts putting a shit ton of hair spray into his hair.
But on mornings he wakes up before you then you two will just be laying for awhile there as he kisses your forehead here and there.
So to sum it up, the mornings are a slow process with him.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Most nights he's up late at night working on his inventions, so he won't be in bed at a decent time. You'll have to beg him in order for him to come to bed with you.
The it'll be the same thing the other way around too, mostly if you're an artist or writer still working on a piece you've been working on for awhile.
He would fall asleep while watching a movie depending on how the day went, and you basically have to fall asleep with him or you'll end up annoyed about his ranting.
He definitely a bit more clingy when he's tired, like draping his body against you clingy.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
He would be a little open in the beginning of the relationship, but the more you two spend time with each other he'll open up more about himself. Of course keeping something's to himself that might be deemed as "embarrassing".
He would talk about his childhood and how he managed to grow up in such a nightmare of a home.
He'd never talk about trying so hard to be like his parents or try to impress them the best he could, he'd only boast about how great he is and how similar he isto his parents.
You're the only person he'll actually open up to and trusts you not to talk about his personal information to others.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
Y'all already know the answer-
This man has ZERO patience.
About any little thing could just set him off.
One time you accidentally forgot to put away a vinyl record and he literally was about to burn the house down.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
He knows everything, it may not look like it but he remembers a lot of things.
He probably knows more about you than yourself.
But besides his uproar of personality he'd be very observant and use it to his advantage.
Only to like make jokes or buy you gifts, he wouldn't actually take advantage of you.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
His favorite memory is probably when you two went on your first date, it wasn't that big of a date, but it was his first time so it'll be very memorable.
But you two were just having a picnic with food he made, the date was mostly so he can have a second opinion on his food for the upcoming festival but it was fun time.
You two would crack up some jokes, and you two will just make fun of each other over every little mistake.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
He's very protective.
He'd probably have you stay close by him especially after hearing about the Spider Queen's reawakening.
If he's not there to protect you then he'll have a bull clone assist you.
Even when you're just with your friends, he'll check up on you by texting you every hour just to make sure you're still safe.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
Red Son puts in a lot of effort.
He usually plans out dates and anniversaries a week before hand so the both of you can be happy on that day.
This ties in with a previous headcanon, but he does pay attention to you a lot so he knows what to gifts to give you on important holidays and occasions.
And he still puts in a lot of effort on everyday tasks.
You want ramen? He's on it.
Coffee? Hot and ready to serve.
He loves to take care of you.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
Despite you know his hot headedness, he bites his nails a lot. You will never see them long, instead they'll be at his fingers. If you can handle that then good on you, but if you can't then good luck trying to get him out of that habit.
He constantly works on new machines, so he won't really give you his up most attention 24/7.
This headcanon plays alot with the next one but... man's uses too much hair spray. You might get use to the smell of got2b, but like, still it's just too much.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
He's very concern with his own looks, he'll spend around an hour in the bathroom to look good because he doesn't want to embarrass his parents at all.
So if you want to have the bathroom all to yourself in the morning then you'll have to wake up super early, or else you'd be waiting over an hour just so he could finish with his looks.
Definitely checks up on his looks in anything reflective just so he still looks at least presentable.
He'll also ask you a lot if he looks good or what's your favorite thing about his looks.
Don't ever lie to him about it, that'll severely crush his self confidence.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Anyways, he really couldn't go a day without seeing you.
He would if you two lasted long enough for him to actually trust you and open up to you, but if you guys like only lasted a month, then wouldn't feel a drastic change.
He doesn't love and trust anyone as he does with you.
He just wants to be by your side 24/7.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
You'll definitely have the privilege to ride his race car with him, that's if you feel comfortable about it.
If you're also interested in mechanical stuff than Red Son will just be head over heels for you and will make you work on his projects with him.
Now this one goes out to all of my underrated tall people. If you're taller than Red Son then he will try to be taller. He will get offended you squat down to his height. Has he thought about kicking you in the shin? Yeah, lots of times. Will he ever do it? Never, even at times where you just piss him off the most, he just can't bring himself to do it.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)
He's an act of service kind of guy but there are times where you need to take care of yourself. If you just can't then he wouldn't bat an eye at you so he could keep his image.
Beginning of the series Red Son would absolutely hate it if you had any positive affiliation with anyone part of the MK team, for obvious reasons.
If you don't like spicy food then there's going to be a big problem. He's all about the heat, and if you can't handle anything spicy he'll literally try to make you build up your spice tolerance so you two can eat spicy food happily together.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
He moves like once or twice throughout the night but it's very minor, like it's just like shifting himself into a more comfortable position if you move a bit in your sleep.
I guarantee you that he'll be laying the exact same way as he was when he fell asleep.
He'd squeeze you to death while he sleeps, you'd have to wake him up in order you to catch a breath of air.
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Husbands - part 4
Last part, ayyy!
Ao3 version.
Thomas would have expected it if he wasn’t so with his head in the clouds. But his rational part knew his family was going to be perched in the living room like vultures expecting a prey, so when he entered from seeing Newt out, their expectant looks didn’t really come as a surprise.
“What?” he stopped in between the door and Ava raised a glass with white wine towards him and smiled. “Nothing happened.”
“It better not,” she flashed him faked glare. “I believe today’s kitchen fiasco taught you well.”
“I wouldn’t really call it a fiasco,” he mumbled and finally forced his body to move from the entrance. He was already missing Newt in a weird, expectant way, and he wasn’t sure if it was the physical aspect his body craved, apparently, or if only his presence would help. His head was hazy now anyway and he didn’t know what to think about it – except that he liked Newt touching him and he wouldn’t mind to continue.
It probably didn’t make him an admirable person though.
Teresa looked like she wanted to ask him something as well, but he just took his phone from the couch and retreated to his room without giving them a reason, except of a vague wave in their direction.
What exactly he wanted from Newt? What did it make him when he asked for a kiss without even trying to remember why? Was it an instinct from his sub consciousness that wanted to be close?
Thomas [21:31] What would you think of me if I told you I already miss you?
Newt [21:32] How sweet. Did Ava give you an earful again?
Thomas [21:33] Not really. I’m miserable all by myself.
Newt [21:34] Get some wine, it helps :)
Thomas [21:35] Come get some wine with me then.
Newt [21:36] Hoo boy, one kiss and you’re already like this? You’re breaking a record here.
Thomas [21:37] Was I not like this before?
Newt [21:38] Not right away, not really.
Thomas [21:39] So how long did it take?
Newt [21:41] Hmm. Few months?
“Few months,” Thomas repeated, reading the text while curled in his bed. He wondered how it went – was it Thomas who pursued Newt or the other way around? Where was their first date? First kiss? What was the sex like? Who proposed? No matter how hard he was trying to concentrate, nothing really came.
Except of the kiss today. The kiss and then the place on Newt’s neck – which Thomas knew, he knew it was the weak spot, that Newt liked it. It wasn’t a blind shot and it felt familiar – the whole thing about him was familiar, the closeness, the warmth, how his lips felt and how nice kissing him was. And somehow it wasn’t enough and Thomas couldn’t tell if it meant he just wanted sex or if he wanted a lot more and it connected to the memories locked somewhere deep in his brain.
Thomas [21:47] What are you doing rn?
Newt [21:48] Just got home. Listening to messages on the voice machine and making tea. Is this supposed to be sexting?
Thomas [21:49] You want it to be?
Newt [21:51] Not really :P I prefer the real thing.
Thomas [21:52] I prefer the real thing too.
Newt [21:53] Oh cool, we have so much in common.
“Sassy,” he chuckled and browsed into the photo gallery once more, sweeping through happy couple photos like it could give him an answer. What was Newt doing home alone? Was he breaking the mugs when got too sad? Too lonely? Was it difficult for him? It must have been, judging from the conversations they had.
Thomas didn’t look through the whole flat before. Did they have one bed? Was it big or small? How they usually slept? Was Newt a cuddly type? He looked like one. Thomas could almost tell how his body would fit in his arms, how spooning would go, how he would kiss the back of Newt’s neck before burying his face there, breathing deeply, falling asleep.
Thomas [22:01] I want to see you.
Newt [22:02] You just saw me.
Thomas [22:03] I want to see you again.
Newt [22:05] Just get some sleep, Tommy. I put too much pressure on you, I’m sorry.
Thomas [22:07] You didn’t. But I still miss you and it’s a little scary.
Newt [22:11] I’m sorry. Get some sleep, okay?
Thomas closed his eyes and thought that maybe it was time not to be scared anymore.
***
“Oh no.”
“Well, that’s not how I pictured you greeting me, but okay, I can work with that,” Thomas decided to keep a neutral expression even though Newt was standing between the doors with wide eyes and in Black Sabbath shirt and bare legs, and there wasn’t much oh man, happy to see you around as he hoped it would. It was almost midnight and Thomas was pretty sure his family was going to freak out once they find out he sneaked out in the middle of the night, but he couldn’t stop himself once the thought planted and took root in his head.
“What are you doing here?” Newt still stared, his hair sticking in all directions and Thomas felt rather bad for apparently waking him up.
“Well.”
“Come in, jesus,” a pull on his wrist dragged him inside of the flat, despite the unwelcomed guest label he got, and this time there were no shards on the floor and it looked relatively tidy too. “It’s midnight!”
“Not yet,” Thomas opposed lamely, pointing out those 4 minutes that kept on ticking. Newt looked unimpressed and okay, this was probably bad idea. “Oh man. Sorry, I didn’t really think you’d be angry about it. I even woke you up-,”
“Yeah, don’t fret about it,” Newt stopped him with a deep sigh and rubbed his eyes. “Why are you here?”
“I told you.”
“You told me what?”
“That I wanted to see you,” Thomas supplied and cleared his throat when Newt’s eyes narrowed. “Sorry.”
“You’re really testing me right now,” the blond grumbled, although it looked like it was more to him than to Thomas. He didn’t even look sleepy anymore, just dishevelled and kind of frantic, and when he started pacing, Thomas had a revelation.
“It’s my shirt,” he blurted out, stopping any movement from Newt’s side.
“What?”
“The shirt you have,” he pointed at the Black Sabbath logo. “It’s mine.”
Newt looked taken back for a second, almost guilty, but seriously, there was no reason for it. Thomas knew – he remembered buying the shirt in England in a small music shop when he was there for a visit. A visit… was he there to see Newt? That part was still blurry.
“It is yours,” Newt finally replied, gently touching a hem of it. It was kind of old now, the black wasn’t really black anymore but really dark grey, but Thomas still felt attached to it. And now Newt wore it and it was making him feel things he never felt before. “It makes me feel better to wear your shirts to sleep… I guess.”
“Which is fine,” Thomas quickly added because Newt’s face looked sad again, and apologetic and Thomas didn’t want him to feel bad about absolutely normal and kind of sweet thing to do. “I like it.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, like a boyfriend shirt kind of thing,” he pointed out with an embarrassed laugh, because it was so stupid to think this possessively about a piece of cloth and a lover in it, but he still really, really fancied it.
“Well, husband, more like,” Newt chuckled and his tenseness eased away again, slowly melting into oblivion. Thomas wanted to hug him so much, but it was midnight, he came here uninvited and it probably breached some borders Newt had.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call before, or something,” he fidgeted awkwardly on the spot. “I didn’t really think what I was doing.”
He expected an earful, but Newt smiled sweetly instead and Thomas thought it brightened the whole room. When the blond started walking towards him, he had to take deep breath to keep calm, until Newt reached him and they clicked together in a perfect whole body hug, which he accepted with a relieved sigh.
“That’s pretty much what you always do,” Newt whispered to his ear. “You hot-headed husband of mine.”
Thomas squeezed him tighter and kissed the top of his head. He still didn’t really remember all the important things, but he was so damn satisfied now he didn’t really care.
***
“It was in college. We had several classes together. You were dating this one girl for the first year.”
“What girl?” Thomas asked sleepily, his arms curled around Newt’s midsection as they faced each other in bed. Their bed. Not even that big for two people, yet they apparently preferred it that way. At least Thomas surely did now. They were lying next to each other, holding hands with intertwined fingers, and in the dim light of the street lights it was almost like deja vu.
“I don’t remember her name,” Newt yawned, his eyes half-lidded. “You broke up at some point. Then we started talking more. You asked me out.”
“Oh, so I did?” Thomas smiled softly and Newt chuckled. He looked comfortable and happy there, and Thomas decided coming here at midnight was good idea in the end.
“Yeah. We met few times like that, then started dating,” another yawn that interrupted Newt’s reminiscing. “Then we finished college. Got jobs. Decided to live together here. And then we got married.”
“Well, I like that,” Thomas commented and pulled Newt a little closer to his body. It felt natural like breathing and Newt went without hesitation. “And I like you.”
“You bloody should,” he heard Newt mumble into his shirt, his words almost slurred together. “We’re married.”
“Yeah,” Thomas petted him gently and stopped talking. Soft, evened breathing followed mere seconds after as Newt fell asleep, his face burrowed in Thomas’ shirt. Thomas took a deep breath and his chest ached sweetly, almost unbearably so. “And I love that too.”
***
It was warm and pleasant and it smelled like home, like Newt curled in his arms on lazy Saturday morning. Thomas breathed out the familiarity and without opening his eyes planted a gentle kiss on the back of Newt’s neck. Blond hair tickled him, but he didn’t care and snuggled closer while pampering the naked skin with small pecks as far as he could reach without moving.
“Mmm,” he felt Newt stir and Thomas’ hand immediately found the waistband of Newt’s underwear, slipping under it. Newt raised his hips, let Thomas pull the garment down and then pushed his body back to him, drawing soft moan out of him by the motion.
“Lively in the morning, huh,” he heard Newt saying in a low, sleepy tone, and it made him smile and finally open his eyes, appreciating the sweet contour of Newt’s body, his graceful neck and the line of his shoulder, down to his arm and delicate waist. He rose on an elbow and gently nudged Newt to turn towards him so he could kiss his neck some more and continue on the collarbones. There he stopped abruptly, blinked and sat up with wide eyes. Newt stared back at him with similar expression, but probably with more questions, until Thomas barked out a laugh and dived back in, plopping over his husband without grace.
“What!” Newt squeaked under the weight, but he always did, because Thomas had no borders, and he never had them and never will have and everything was wonderful. He started pushing the shirt out of the way, his damn shirt he bought in the music shop because Newt liked it on him, because he liked Newt liked it and because he was there visiting him in England to meet his parents, and there was nothing more magical than remembering all of that.
“Tommy!” There were squeaks of protest coming from the blond, but he managed to strip him anyway and then kiss him fully on the lips like starving, and Newt went completely boneless in his arms, because he liked kissing – he loved it so much Thomas used it as a bribing tactics or please don’t be mad at me anymore tactics.
“You’re amazing,” he said between kisses, not letting Newt to speak, even though the blond really tried. “Amazing and so strong.” Another deep kiss that made Newt moan into it and his hips bucked up, and yes, yes, it was exactly the right kind of morning they needed both. “So damn strong, Newt, love of my life.”
There was a shudder and Newt was panting, his eyes glazed when they parted and Thomas could die happy at that moment, because this was the best way to go.
“What the-,” the blond gasped, his body was still trembling slightly. “I-,”
“Just for the record, you asked me out,” Thomas grinned at that lovable, flushed face. “Thought you could trick me, huh.”
When Newt finally caught his breath, tears rolled out of his eyes before he could even get out the first words, a sob followed and then Thomas was crushed in a tight embrace.
***
“So like… you banged and that made you remember?”
“No, are you an idiot?” Thomas glared at Aris over the table filled with pastries and his brother only shrugged. “We banged after.”
“Dude,” Aris rolled his eyes and Teresa next to them snorted she almost spilled her coffee. It was almost surprising Ava didn’t give him a speech for it, but Thomas considered it her goodwill of him regaining the last part of his memories, even though she freaked out first because he sneaked out of the house in the middle of the night, as he thought she would. Even more so when she called him in the morning and he didn’t pick up because he was kind of busy with Newt anyway.
“Did he cry?” Teresa asked next, because naturally she would ask that to have some embarrassing ammo if anything.
“Well, he cried my name several times-,”
“Thomas,” Ava finally snapped at him and when he opened his mouth, she stuffed a muffin in to shut him up. He thought her celebration breakfast was ridiculous, since nothing that great happened, but he had to admit being able to remember Newt properly again was pretty much the only thing on his mind now anyway, so maybe they all deserved a small treat for handling him during the dark times.
No matter how yummy it was, he couldn’t wait to get home and feed Newt the whipped cream though. Preferably naked and having his husband all for himself.
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don’t got no spoons rn. spoon machine broke
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