#cove holden fluff
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Living near a beach all their life ideally would have made anyone develop a better immune system than most.
There’s the warmth of the ever-loving sun, the salty ocean breeze, the fun things you could do on the beach. With that said, you really don’t know what got you bedridden since yesterday night.
*Ah-choo!!*
You quickly grab a tissue from your bedside table, bringing it to your face to blow your nose pitifully. A cough quickly follows suit, shaking your whole being. You gingerly toss the balled up tissue to the bin except that you miss it by a couple of feet. Head throbbing from the hard cough you just had, you huff in annoyance as you slather your hands with the hand sanitizer you have on you.
“Goddd, I hate being sick.”
That seems to be the cue for Mom to knock and come in with a tray of what you could only guess as chicken noodle soup, a glass of water, and medicine. “Hey, how are you feeling?”
You whine despite yourself. “Bad,” you try to sit up slowly when another sneeze hunches your upper body. “Ugh, very bad.”
“Aww, I’m sorry, baby,” she sets the tray on your bedside table then reaches out to feel your forehead using the back of her hand. She hums thoughtfully, “Still hasn’t gone down. Here, eat. The warm soup should make you feel better.”
She adjusts the pillow behind you and you uncurl your back as she does so. “Where’s Ma?”
Your Mom sniffs and dabs fake tears from her eyes. “You look for Ma while I’m right here? You hurt my feelings, [Name].”
The scowl you’re wearing must have worked (as much as a half-hearted scowl could) because she adds right after a small endearing sigh, “She had to go to work. You know that she’d have wanted to be here taking care of you instead of going to work, but I already took the day off. You’ll see her this afternoon, okay?” She fixes your hair and kisses your forehead softly.
“Okay. Thank you,” you try to clear your throat. “I’ll feed myself, Mom, no need to worry.” She laughs at that.
With the food set up on the bed tray, she stands up then gestures to the door. “Then I’ll be outside if you need me.”
You make a noncommittal sound then start spooning the soup to eat. It’s good. Warm and soothing. You are on your fifth spoonful when you hear the doorbell ring muffledly from the first floor.
“Hi, Cove!” You hear your Mom’s voice greet the visitor. Your ears instantly perk up at that. Cove? There was a bit of a hushed discussion and then you hear the door close.
Did he leave? You pout at the thought. Maybe Mom made him leave because you're sick. You frown harder at that. But you want to see him…
The spoon is halfway to your mouth once again when you hear a soft knock from the other side of your door. “[Name]? It’s Cove.”
“C-Cove!” you almost choke at your words when a hack disrupts your speech. “Come” –a cough– “in–”
The door opens, your neighbor’s wavy eyebrows downturned as he surveys you. “I’m here… Are you okay?”
You chuckle at that. “As okay as someone could be with their immunocytes fighting for their life.”
He laughs airily, the mirth not quite reaching his eyes. “I heard that you were sick. Why didn’t you tell me?”
You look at your phone five steps away from your bed and he follows your gaze. “Something about my phone being literally out of my reach.” You turn to him, “How did you know I’m sick?”
“Liz.”
“Oh– I may or may not have been complaining to her about wanting to see you but not being able to.”
“Oh… I was actually almost sent away just now, but I also wanted to see you so I tried to convince your mom to let me stay.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah…”
“Thanks for staying.”
“No problem.”
You blink at him, his gaze locked onto your eyes. There’s an expression on his face that you can’t quite place. Almost like–but maybe it’s just your fever making you see things–
“I’m sorry we can’t hang out,” you shift awkwardly. “Weren’t you planning on doing something today?”
He breaks off his gaze from you and moves to bring your desk chair beside your bed. “It’s alright. I-it’s not as fun without you around.”
You look down at the soup starting to cool off on your tray, feeling your cheeks become hotter for some reason. “...I see.” You bite your lip, still not looking up.
Cove sits on the chair and looks at the poster on the opposite wall. “You should probably finish the soup.”
You regard him, a bit incredulous. “You gonna watch me eat?”
It’s then that you notice he’s not looking at you and that his ears and neck are redder than when he got sunburnt that one time he stubbornly did not put on sunscreen. That only happened once, in your younger years, and you never saw it happen again. Maybe he stayed too long outside before coming to your house. You open your mouth to speak when he responds:
“Well, not watch watch, that would be weird–! I just thought it’d be nice to hang out here, for a bit, since you can’t go outside and all. And I don’t have to stay if you’d rather be alone; I totally understand–” he gestures wildly, and you feel your hand stretching out to his gesticulating hands.
“Calm down, Cove,” you laugh softly. “I want you here. I mean,” you clear your throat, “Yes, of course we can hang out. Though I’m kind of worried about you catching whatever I have right now.”
Your neighbor stills, looking fixedly at your hand touching his wrist. Then he looks up, seagreen eyes wavering a bit. Softly, he says, “I think I’ll be fine. I’ll stay.”
You grin at him, reluctantly letting go of his wrist. “So what were you doing before coming here?”
He smiles back, then regales you of stories about what he did earlier today as you finish up your chicken noodle soup and take your medicine.
~*~
You fell asleep.
Cove looks at your sleeping figure, seemingly deep in thought. He breathes out a laugh when you wrinkle your nose in your sleep.
Cute.
Huh, what?
Man, he should get it together.
He sighs, defeated. There’s something that’s been bothering him lately.
It’s you.
He can’t seem to stop thinking about you lately, and it’s driving him insane.
He finds himself staring at you more. He blames it on how bright and captivating your smile is.
He finds himself itching to touch you more. But you’re best friends. You do touch platonically quite a lot. You hold hands when necessary. (When he helps you go up the poppy hill. When he helps you go down to the beach. When you go to town during the peak summer season and he doesn’t want to lose you in the not-quite-a-crowd crowd. Those are what he considers necessary.) And you do hug. Side hugs are quite normal in your friendship, but lately he does not seem to want to let go.
It’s you, on his mind, 24/7. He’s not sure for how much longer he can take it.
You shift in your sleep, kicking off your blanket. His mind stops whirring at that and stands up to gently put the blanket back over your exposed feet.
Inching his chair closer, he eyes your hand over the blanket and sighs again for the hundredth time in the past hour.
He wants to hold your hand so bad.
But it’s just right there, open for the taking. He’s almost sure you wouldn’t mind him holding your hand, but doing it while you’re asleep and unaware is making him doubt that.
His hands tremble on his lap.
He’s gonna do it.
His heart beats faster inside his ribcage and sweat beads on his neck. Slowly and steadily, he outstretches his hand until the pads of his fingers lightly touch the back of your hand. Gently, he flips your hand over then clasps your hand in his.
He wills his heart rate down then marvels at you.
Smiling to himself, he stands and leans down to press a light kiss on your temple.
“Feel better soon, [Name].”
With that soft get well soon wish, he sits back down, your hand in his hand.
Maybe one day he’ll be able to confess his feelings for you. And he’ll get to do it while you’re awake.
~*~
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You blink blearily, seeing your bedroom walls shining with a bright orange-pink glow from your window. With a deep sigh, you look at the digital clock you have on your bedside table. It reads 5:37 PM.
Must’ve fallen asleep sometime after eating– And.
Oh, right! Cove was here.
Your eyes look around, trying to get back to the waking world. Did he leave already?
That’s when you notice a weight on your hand, then you look to your side to see your neighbor, Cove James Holden, asleep, using one arm as a pillow as his other hand holding yours. His seagreen hair almost looked golden due to the sunset hues coming from the window behind him.
Like a moth to a flame, you can’t help but draw your other hand close to touch his hair. You’re about to pat his head when you feel his hand lightly grip the hand in his hold. “[Name]?”
You smile awkwardly at him, caught red handed. You clear your throat. “Uh, good evening?”
He grins at you drowsily, taking your other hand and letting it flop on his hair. “How are you feeling?”
“Better,” you smile softly. Better since you came here.
“Hmm, that’s good,” he yawns. “Sorry, I fell asleep here.”
“Wouldn't be the first time.”
“Ha, you’re right,” he laughs, eyes shining as he beholds you. “[Name].”
“Hmm?” You continue stroking his now-golden hair, a soft smile on your face.
He looks at you seriously and you see the gears in his head turn and finally decide against what he initially planned. He shakes his head, looking down at your joined hands. “Sorry, it’s nothing.”
You nod sagely, then give him a light grin. “It’s okay… Feel free to tell me when you’re ready.”
“I will. When I’m ready.”
With hands comfortable in each other's, the both of you sit in contemplative silence; it's quiet but not uncomfortable. For a brief moment only the rolling waves from the beach and your soft breathing were the only sounds you can hear, then you ask,
“Hey, you did not use the window,” you tease.
He grins, gently pushing stray hair from your eyes, “You're practically bedridden, would you have opened it for me still?”
“Yes.”
Maybe it's because of the way you looked while you said it, or the fact that the answer quickly left your mouth, but your response startles a laugh out of Cove. “I figured. Which is why I didn't. Shouldn't disturb resting patients and all that.” He laughs fondly, adjusting his hold on your now sweating palms. He does not seem to want to let go despite that.
You pout. Is he making fun of you?
“Sorry, I'm not making fun of you,” he lightly grins, his thumb rubbing at your hand soothingly. “I just really didn’t want to disturb you while you're resting.”
Your heart rate speeds up and your face heats up at his soft admission, leaving you no choice but to look away. God, you really, really hate being sick. Maybe your eyes are playing tricks on you, because why is he looking at you like that?
Him and his soft eyes and soft grin and soft hair and soft demeanor looking at you like he’s…
…
“What a charmer,” you mutter under your breath.
Your neighbor’s wavy eyebrows shoot up at that, “What?” His lips wobble into a startled frown and whines, “Hey, I was being serious you know.”
You sigh, then slowly shift yourself up. You do not miss the way Cove immediately stands to help you, his hand still holding yours. You take in the hold he has on you then at him as he settles back down once you’re comfortably sitting up.
“Cove.”
“Hmm?”
You laugh at the feeling of deja vu. Didn’t this happen just a few minutes earlier? You grin at him. “Nothing, I guess I’ll tell you when you’re ready to tell me what you were about to tell me earlier.” You lightly squeeze his hand in yours to tell him that you’re not making fun of him.
It may be too soon, but you hope he tells you tomorrow when you’re fully recovered.
fic by @coveted-covey (2024).
a/n: slowly experimenting with formatting and stuff. i'm still not sure what i'm doing but i'm getting there! lol
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Since it's getting close to Valentines Day, I wanted to ask something wholesome.
Imagine getting one of those candy and card things in school (I think they are called Teddygrams) for Cove. (This can be any step)
i looked it up, n google just showed me pictures of bear shaped graham crackers n ion think thats what you mean...
but i do know what you're talking about!!! i remember exchanging happy V-day cards and candy w the class!!! i've been thinking abt step 2 mc and cove exchanging gifts, so i'm glad others are thinking abt the same thing too.. and even though this is, prbly, definitely?, different than what you want, i was alrdy writing something so here you go LOL happy valentines day everyone <33
tags : Fluff, step 2, gn reader, you or cove confessed at the end of step 2, multiple choice dialogue, your mom is out to embarrass u for sure....
synopsis : cove asks you to be his valentine for the first time as his partner.. he's probably way more nervous than he should be.
cove doesn't know what got into him this year.
well.. he does. you two started dating last summer and with valentines day decor and gifts all over town, and sly comments from his father about his plans for the week. he can't ignore it.
he also can't ignore the fact that he does want to do.. something for you for valentines day. enough though it's embarrassing and nerve crushing, and he could probably drill a hole in the ground with how much he's shaking.
but he tries to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, and he definitely ignores the way his dad looks at him, a smirk on his face as he watches cove carefully put your gift in his backpack, and when cove glares at him, he whistles around the edge of his coffee mug, his eyes drifting around the room and turns his back to cove.
cove ignores his dad's shaking shoulders, and continues to ignore him until it's time to leave.
cove throws his bag over his shoulder, avoiding his dad's gaze as he flips the locks. "i'm going now, bye dad..."
cliff smiles, feeling a bit bad that cove looks so flustered, but he's sure he'll make it worse if he tries to comfort him. "okay, have a good day at school! tell everyone i said hi."
cove peers at his dad, trying to weigh if there's any sarcasm or teasing his dad's words... but he just nods and slips out the door, deciding to lock it on his way out.
even though he can't wait to se you, he also is procrastinating the inevitable...
he eventually finds his way across the road, and on your doorstep, hypnotically knocking on the door, a habit he is used to but also falling out of ever since you two agreed on another method of entrance via your window...
the door flies open, and instead of you, he's greeted with elizabeth's bored expression.
her face morphs into a lopsided smirk, a quip on the tip of her tongue.
she turns over her shoulder, yelling. "y/n! your baby boyfriend is here!"
cove sputters, his face flushing a bright, deep red. he hears some muffled yelling and thumps, presumably from you, but your mom coming around the corner keeps him from dwelling on it.
she puts her hand on elizabeth's shoulder, squeezing. "now now, be nice! it's a bright and new day after all, don't start by teasing the poor boy."
cove eyes pamela while she speaks with elizabeth, already knowing she's just saving her comments for later, and that she's just saving cove from elizabeth's terror since noelani left for work earlier.
pamela turns to cove, smiling brilliantly. "good morning cove. lovely day isn't it?"
ugh, she's definitely hinting about it being valentines day...
cove nods, "uh, yeah... good morning, mrs. l/n. my dad said hi, by the way."
she nods, waving him in. "tell him hi for me. you two should join us for dinner one of these days! it's been awhile.."
cove nods along with her ramblings, sitting stiffly on the couch, not sure where to look since elizabeth is also on the other end, stretched out across the other couch and engrossed in her teen magazine.
the creaking of the stairs snap cove out of his daze, and he ignores the snickering and hushed words between elizabeth and pamela.
you give a look to your mom and sister, but your eyes quickly turn to cove and you brighten up.
"oh! hi, cove.." you smile, hiding something by your side, trying to shield whatever it is with your backpack.
pamela claps, commanding attention. "now that you're all ready, lets get going, i gotta get to work. liz, where's your bag?"
cove stands up, walking to you to escape elizabeth's whining about being called 'liz', running to you to greet you.
you smile, a bit flustered this morning since unbeknownst to him, you also have a gift for him.
cove scratches his arm, smiling shyly, "um, hi y/n.."
there's a stretch of silence between you, awkward glances and you're fidgeting with your hands.
"um.." you break the silence, shuffling on your feet. "i have something for you... i was gonna give it to you at lunch but, maybe now is better?..."
you hold out a box with a red ribbon around the box, a little card folded and slipped through the ribbon.
cove flushes, a soft "oh!" slipping out his mouth. he probably shouldn't be surprised by the gift, but it doesn't mean he isn't flustered still.
your first valentines together... his heart is gonna beat out his chest.
"feel free to open it up and taste it, i [ made it myself / made it with ma / bought it ], so i hope it tastes good..." you ramble, watching cove read the card, his blush only spreading to his ears.
he pulls the ribbon, opening the box with slightly shaky hands.
he brightens up when he sees the brownies inside, white and pink chocolate drizzled on top with heart shaped sprinkles. it's cute, and looks extra yummy with caramel and chocolate chips inside the perfectly cut cubes of brownie.
he looks up, like an eager puppy, "can i really try it now?"
you nod, and cove breaks off a piece, chewing on it happily.
he licks his lips, eager to eat it right here and now but he decides to save it for later, remembering he has something for you too.
"uh, i have something for you too..." cove grabs his bag by the door, unzipping and reaching into an inside pocket and pulls out a pink, plush bunny holding a heart, and a box with a pretty ribbon wrapped around it.
you take it from him, squishing the rabbit in your hands and enjoying the fluffy fabric. reluctantly you put down the soft rabbit, in favor of opening the box that cove said you could open too.
you look inside, happy to see your favorite, [ chocolate / chocolate covered strawberries / cookies ] inside it.
you look up at cove, trying to meet cove's dodgy gaze. he scratches his cheek, shyly meeting your eyes. "i'm not good at cooking, so i just bought 'em. but i promise they're good! at least, i think.. i hope, they were the nicer ones so.." cove trails off.
you wave him off, closing the box. "they're perfect! thank you cove.."
you open your arms, silently asking for a hug which cove all but dives into, snaking his arms around your back and melting in your arms.
he's so happy.. and his heart has returned to a more reasonable beat.
you break apart, and cove covers his mouth and cheeks, feeling shy. "so.. does that mean you'll uh, be my valentine?" cove mumbles just loud enough for you to hear.
your smile wide, unable to keep the grin off your face. you nod, "i'd really like that, cove."
cove smiles, so happy he could float. "so.. do you wanna eat lunch with me? i mean.. i know we do already but like.. just you and me? maybe?" cove anticipates your response, buzzing with new, good energy.
you bite your lip, trying not to laugh at how cove is just missing a wagging tail to match his enthusiasm. "yeah, i'd like that too."
but your mom shouts from the door way, her keys jingling in her hand.
"okay lovebirds, now that you've set a date, lets go! you're late for your date with algebra!"
"mom!" you groan, looking at her laughing form with a scandalized look, cove shrinking, hiding his face.
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Cove’s hands traveled across your body, an almost motherly expression on his face. "I feel like your fever's gotten worse."
You turn over in his tight hold, your eyes clashing with the ocean. "Maybe it's because you keep cuddling me."
Cove doesn’t reply. He doesn’t have to, really. A hand of his stays at your waist while one travels up to your chest. He places it on your heart and feels his heartbeat beat at the same time as yours. It’s gentle, but so prominent.
You place your head over his chest. He notices you’re warm, really warm. He goes to offer some water, or maybe soup, but you tell him you’re fine.
At that moment, it’s only you and him who exist. Everybody else in your neighborhood doesn’t matter, it’s only your home that has life in it. His fingers draw circles against your skin, and if your fever wasn’t making it hard enough to keep your eyes open, he was definitely elevating that battle. He notices this, just like every other little thing about you, and you can’t stop him from offering this time. “I really don’t mind making you soup.”
“I do.” You lift your head and try to keep your eyes open to meet his again, and almost immediately drop it.
“Oh.” You watch as his eyes follow to the ground, but the corner of his lips tug into a small smile.
You lazily wrap an arm around his waist, pulling him even closer than your bodies would allow. You match his breathing with his, and suddenly everything sucks a lot less. You stay like that for a moment before deciding you needed his voice again. “Do you think we would’ve found each other in another life?”
He doesn’t miss a beat before replying with; “Of course.”
“...Same. I think that if you were an otter, I’d never let go of you so we never drifted apart,” You paused. You met his eyes again, smiling softly. “If you were a prince in a foreign land, and you were forced to marry someone else, I’d help you run away. I’d send you love letters every night and pray you’d read them.” You closed your eyes and hum, comfortably. You barely even notice that his eyes lingered on your figure. He takes a deep breath, and you feel his voice.
"...I think that, if you were a star, I'd become an astronaut. And I'd study you for years to come."
You hum, closing your eyes once again and letting yourself sink into his presence. "And what if I exploded? Like a supernova?"
"Then I'd take the little pieces of your stardust and compact you back together."
"And if I slip through your fingers?"
He pressed a kiss in between your eyes. You can feel him smile against your skin. "Then I would know that it's for the better. I'd make sure every scientist and astrologer alike knew your name. And you'd still be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he pauses to take a breath, bittersweetly smiling. “I think I’d always miss you in my bones. Grief and growing wouldn’t be enough to forget about you. About us.”
You don’t reply at first. You’re thinking about what to say when his hands come up to your scalp to play with your hair, his fingernails scratch against your scalp and you can’t keep your eyes open anymore.
Once Cove notices you on the brink of unconsciousness, he laughs and you can feel it vibrate through your bodies. He kisses the crown of your head. He says something, but you didn’t quite hear his voice. You only heard his heartbeat.
“I’ll love you when our hair turns gray. We’ll live in an old cottage, maybe not too far away from here so our kids could still have an experience like ours. Maybe not. I’m not too sure yet,” his fingers curl around some wisps of hair and pull you further into a sleepy trance. “...We could have a cardboard box full of photos throughout our life. I’m sure your moms have some baby pictures of us together. I think our kids would be envious of us.” He seals off his speech with a chuckle.
You don’t know which hand it was, but one of his hands starts holding one of yours. He presses a kiss to your cheekbone and whispers against your ear. “I love you.”
You knew that already. You squeeze his hand three times. You love him too.
#(⸝⸝⸝╸▵╺⸝⸝⸝) – writing !#our life#ol:ba#cove holden#cove holden x reader#our life beginnings & always#cove holden x jamie last#cove holden fluff#x reader#(4 ver... the little wet dog that is my older sister)#(they said their fave troupe sorta tied in with a sickfic and im sick rn so this is therapy)#(but also this is less of a sickfic more of a uhh character study? i'm learning how to write cove pls give me criticism)
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Hey! I absolutely loved seeing your Cove with a pregnant reader, and was wondering if you had any hcs for cove with him and his partner’s newborn? Either way! Thank you so much for reading.
COVE WITH HIS BABY
gn!reader | points are specified if the baby's biologically theirs ! and i used both they and it while referring to.. the hypothetical baby...um. don't think many of these points would be specific to a newborn btw, but Definitely a Baby👩🏻💻👩🏻💻👩🏻💻
cove's researched how to take care of a baby for so many months, and he still finds himself unprepared when he finally sees his family together
biological | yes he does point out any features that the baby shares with his partner. yes he does get a little excited if the baby has his hair
you can only describe the look on his face as pure adoration and awe when the baby tries to grasp his hand, only managing to hold a single finger.
^ he thought seeing baby clothes was enough to get used to how small they are. but now he's whispering "your hands are so small" before looking at his partner and going "their hands are so small." like babies are seriously So small
whatever the baby's name is, he'll keep repeating it. whether just the name or saying "hello ___," in a very soft voice
he's,, quite nervous to hold his baby for the first time. what if he holds them wrong? where do his hands go? the pick-up / hand-off is kinda clunky but he gets the hang of it!
cove has a very big grin on his face when their families come to visit. the look he shares with his parents is so. it's. i mean wow i will cry rn. they're so proud of and happy for him
biological | if anyone comments on the baby's similarities to its parents, he sort of unconsciously puffs his chest in pride because well,, that's his baby !!
cries when they finally bring the baby home and place it in the bassinet
depending on his partner's own sleeping patterns and state, he'll be the one to get up if the baby is crying. in fact if he knows his partner's more tired than him when they both wake up, he will make them stay in bed
having a newborn is just so very tiring. shout-out to new parents btw they are so much stronger than me. cove really really loves his partner, and makes sure they're doing okay. splitting up responsibilities, scheduling rest days, spending time together, etc. is super important to him
he really develops a new appreciation for his parents because of this, it can be so hard being a parent. cove calls and asks for help, and also to thank them for everything
the confusion and concern in cliff's voice when cove calls him in the middle of the evening, voice strained as he thanked his dad for taking care of him,, vs the laugh he lets out when cove tells him the baby finally stopped crying after so so long, how do babies just keep crying??? did he always cry ??
omg. have you guys seen that dad who matches outfits with his daughter and lets her choose by holding the outfits up in front of her. omg
^ probably asks his partner for help with picking out clothes. like they're all baby clothes, won't his baby look cute either way??
the photo opportunities....cove sleeping next to the bassinet/crib...them cuddling...cove reading a little story... him playing with them and lighting up when the baby giggles.. thinking about a very specific photo where the baby's holding his face and cove's laughing. pls.
sends these photos to their families! it's time to make a new scrapbook of photos. if his partner really wants to get this guy emotional/flustered, all they have to do is compare photos of their baby to cove when he was a baby
cove takes walks around the neighborhood with the baby for sure. he always invited his partner to join, too
^ he's very excited the first time they all go to the beach btw. he's a little worried at first that the baby won't like it, and is Very relieved when they do
takes toys seriously. well. seriously in the way that he notes which ones they bought that the baby really likes so he can get more similar ones
cove carrying them over to the fish tank so they can see them all (T＿T) tells them all the fishes' names, and about the different types
something i think is fun is when people talk to babies as if they're making sense. when a baby blabbers and the person nods along like "yeah, i know right? it makes no sense." < cove fr. very supportive of his baby's insightful opinions on the current political climate. and also dora's silly adventures. babies can care about both, he reassures his partner
do you guys know the newborn scrunch. when his baby stops doing that he Will find his partner to tell them. if they're both there to witness it,, the shock on his face. wow. his baby's growing up
cove coming home to both his partner and baby :') there's definitely a few times when he's walked in on them spending time together and he thinks he might cry. he cries
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Hi, take this when you feel like doing requests. :D
I had the idea of a sweet and fun step 2 scenario with Cove, where (gender neutral) mc would wait to beach to spent the day with Cove who has yet to arrive. While mc is waiting and sitting in the sand, they thought it would be a fun idea to pass the time by drawing in the sand, a couple sand scribbles in they get the impulsive idea to write Cove's name and draw a heart around, the plan was to do it and immediately swipe it away before Cove arrives.
But to mc's misfortune (/lh) Cove arrives behind them exactly as they draw the heart. So I wanna see what you make of it from there, about how Cove reacts, the mc reacts, what both of them feel about the situation, etc. It's meant to be cute, funny, and wholesome between two awkward teens who have a crush on each other.
I hope this idea seems fun to you :D
Sorry this took a while!
Cove holden x reader
Caught
Romantic, fluff
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You’re currently spending your time lounging on the beach, your fingers trail in the sand absentmindedly. You and Cove were supposed to be meeting on the beach today, but he seemed to be taking his sweet time with coming over there. You honestly couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad thing at this point, mostly because of your newly discovered feelings for the boy. Ah yes, you had gained feelings for your childhood best friend. Your mind caught up to your current activity, watching as your finger dragged in the sand in the shape of a heart. A smile appeared on your face as you wrote a special name in the middle of the heart, that being the title of your current crush. Suddenly, you heard a familiar voice “(Name)?” You turned around in an instant, seeing the familiar green haired boy.
“Hey Cove! Nice to see you…” You say, trying to look into his eyes and wipe away the heart simultaneously.
“What are you drawing?” Cove peeks behind you, seeing the heart that you are very much missing in your efforts. His cheeks flush a bright pink at the sight of his name written in the middle of the affectionate symbol.
“I know this looks a certain way…” You say, a bit flustered yourself. “I was just drawing! Nothing more nothing less!”
Cove’s blush died down a bit, but was still apparent. “I-I get it, nothing more nothing less” Cove said, sounding slightly down.
“I didn’t mean it like that! I guess I did but I didn’t!” You try and reassure Cove.
“It’s fine. Do you.. wanna surf maybe?” Cove said, attempting to change the topic.
“Sure. Just ignore me though, we both know I can be an idiot sometimes.” You say while attempting to lighten the mood.
“Mm, agree to disagree.” Cove smiled at you and you both walked over to water, the awkward discussion finally being put to rest. At some point you may need to confess, but luckily for you that was not today.
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Tell me if anyone wants a confession ending for this instead :)
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I just finished up a Cove fic!!
I hope you all enjoy!!
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transmasc anon here again;;
can i get cove with a dysphoric s/o?
thank u very much! ur hcs are super duper awesome so keep up the good work <333
A/N: I’m so glad you enjoy my headcanons (❁´◡`❁) Hope you enjoy this one as well, anon! This is mainly geared towards transmasc readers, but most of it is applicable to transfem and nonbinary folks as well, I believe! The third bullet point and blurb after it in specific is directly geared towards trans masc, in case anyone wants to skip it :)
CW(s): dysphoria
➸ Cove Holden
Whenever you're dysphoric, Cove is always willing to comfort you or help in any shape, way, or form. Whether you just want to cuddle, prefer words of affirmation, or just want a distraction, he’ll do anything and everything for you
If you just want comfort, he’ll lend you one of his t-shirts (if you want it) and cuddle with you, stroking your hair and placing soft kisses on your forehead.
Cove held you close as you laid on top of him. His right arm was wrapped around you, tracing soft circles into your back, while his other was brushing his hand through your hair. He looked at you, his heart breaking at the sad look in your eyes, but he knew this was all he could do. He placed a kiss to the top of your head, hoping the comfort he offered could help, even if just a little.
If you prefer words of affirmation, he’ll tell you how handsome you are, and how much he values you as his BOYfriend, and how he’ll never see you as any less of a boy.
“Are you feeling okay?” Cove asked, concern filling his voice. You shook your head, giving a noncommittal shrug.
“Just dysphoric, I guess?”
“What can I do to help?”
“Can you just, I don’t know, give me encouragement?” You answered softly. You almost hoped Cove wouldn’t hear it, but he did.
“Well, I can try.” Cove smiled, putting his arm around you. “Well, I’m glad you’re my boyfriend and you’re anything I could ever ask for in a boyfriend. You’re handsome, and you’re not any less of a boy just because you weren’t assigned boy at birth. I can tell you that, and your family can tell you that. We all see you as the boy that you are.”
If you want distractions, he’ll do anything you’d like. If it’s reading together, playing a video game, watching a movie, or just going for a drive, he’ll do it no questions asked!
All in all, Cove tries to help as much as he can, and will do anything for you to help alleviate your dysphoria. Even if at the end of the day, he can’t lessen your dysphoria, he just wants you to know that he’s a pillar for you, and that you can rely on him.
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Late Movie Night w/ Cove
Trying a different style of writing b/c fanfictions take more time and I feel like I need to give yall something because of my extensive break T_T <3 enjoy
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(This Step 3 Cove b/c he lives with his dad still btw)
⁍ Cove loves late movie nights where you two cuddle up on a couch and fall asleep in each other's arms. (It's more so because he doesn't need to ask you to stay the night, and it's an easier way for him to get comfortable sleeping next to you)
⁍ It'll be some sort of cheesy movie that you two talked about earlier or some TV show you like because he's naturally a people pleaser and enjoys seeing you happy
⁍ Even before you two dated you both had movie nights and eventually he decided to keep multiple blankets you specifically prefer and movies you like in close proximity.
⁍ Cove is definitely the type of person to mix different candies into popcorn, but if you dislike that he will always make you a separate bucket with normal popcorn. It consists of: popcorn (obvi), M&M's, different types of chocolate chips, mini Reese's cups (as long as you're not allergic to peanut butter/nuts), and mini marshmallows.
⁍ He naturally is a little bit of an overindulger yet somehow stays in perfect shape. But more on this topic, he goes to the store with you the day before or the night of, and you both raid the shelves of different aisles if there is even a slight chance you two might like something (he makes sure to grab the things you like, so when you ask if you should grab something he will say "Oh, I already grabbed it" and show you.)
⁍ While you two are watching said movie or a TV show, he completely melts in your arms when you press your fingers into his hair and lightly drag your nails against his head. He blushes and closes his eyes when you do this.
⁍ If you are lying on his chest facing towards him and you end up falling asleep, he will make sure NO ONE wakes you up. Even if his dad comes home late and he asks what's going on, Cove will immediately put a finger up to his mouth and whisper "Y/N is asleep".
⁍ He feels honored that you feel so comfortable that you're willing to fall asleep next to him and trust him enough that he will protect you. It seems like such a simple thing to any other person, but to Cove, it makes him feel appreciated.
⁍ In the morning if you're more of an early bird you make a grand breakfast for him which consists of pancakes, eggs, waffles, sausage, various berries, and other typical breakfast items. He will wake up in the middle of your cooking and is met with the strong scent of bacon and pancakes, which brings a smile to his face.
⁍ Eventually after his morning grogginess subsides, he makes his way over to the stool in front of the island and will watch you adoringly as you finish, not wanting to get in your way.
⁍ After you finish you both indulge in your very hefty breakfast and end up going back to your house w/ Mom and Ma and give them some of what you cooked because you made way too much (Not even Cove could finish it all, and that's surprising)
⁍ If you two are dating then he probably ends up going into a tiny food coma in your bed upstairs and you secretly sneak in next to him after he's asleep so you can cuddle with him.
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≻ — Cove messing with your hands
Tags: Established relationship, physical touch
Cove Holden
Cove who can’t resist playing with your fingers when you two are sitting next to each other
Something about the casual touch makes his heart flutter and a silly smile cross his face
Getting to the point where he could feel comfortable touching you, even in simple soft ways like this was a process and a test of his courage and confidence
Now it feels as easy as breathing
The moment he can, his hands seek out yours. His thumb gently strokes over your knuckles, back and forth
The action soothes him even more than it does you. Something about feeling the bends of your knuckles and the warmth of your skin grounds him and makes him feel safe
If you wear nail polish he has the bad habit of subconsciously picking at it and has ruined at least one manicure that way
He doesn’t mean to he just zones out while talking to you and before he knows it he’s chipped some of the paint off
You don’t mind but he gets down about it for a moment until you distract him with another topic to talk about
If your nails are already chipped and the polish is flaking, give him the go ahead to pick it off of you. He will zero in on his task and the process will be immensely satisfying for him
Also enjoys tracing the lines on your palm and smiles when the ticklish sensation causes you to twitch and try to stay still
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Cheaters
Tags: angst to fluff towards the end
Synopsis: you find out that Cove’s been cheating, but little did you know that Cove has known that you’ve also been cheating behind his back
Word Count: 511
Characters: Cove Holden x GN! Reader
“I…I just can’t believe you, Cove” You croaked, voice straining from not screaming at your dear boyfriend of 5 years, your best friend from childhood breaking your trust like this. Cove’s own teary eyes never leave your figure, your head bowed to avoid looking into his own baby blue ones.
“Five..” A sob leaves your lips. “Five fucking years and you do this to me?”
“...” Cove’s lip quivers but he remains silent.
“Cove,” You hissed, pure venom now leaking into your tone as the man silently weeps. “Say something.”
No response.
“COVE!” You shout, pain and anger fill your thoughts as you wait for Cove’s response for his horrible cheating.
“You think you’re so innocent don’t you?” Cove growled, eyes narrowing from your claims. Even though they were true. He doesn’t feel bad, but he feels like he should. “You’ve also been cheating behind my back!”
“Accusations!” You shout, slamming your fist on the table you both sat at. “False! You don’t have proof!”
“Uh guys..?” A voice begins before being interrupted.
“Oh don’t give me that!” Cove huffs and crosses his arms, turning his head away. “It’s obvious that you’ve been hiding some cards so you could win!”
Letting out a dramatic gasp, you slam your palm flat against your chest. “How dare you!”
“Guys can we just-” A different voice tries getting a say in the conversion before once again getting interrupted by the arguing couple.
“I have been loyal to the game!” Shoving a finger into Cove’s chest, you poke him with every word you say. “How do I know that you haven’t been doing that?”
Cove clicks his tongue before leaning over and towering over you. “Do you have any proof that I did?”
Sweating a bit from his height, you don’t back down. Cove smirks and leans even closer, nose brushing against yours. Lips dangerously close.
“You probably shoved them up your ass!” You barked, cheeks red and lips wobbling in anticipation from the awaiting kiss.
Both you and Cove stay in that position, eyes locked onto one another and just when you’re apart to close the gap, you get interrupted this time.
“GUYS!”
Your gazes are ripped from each other and now onto the culprit who interrupted your wholesome moment.
There stood your sister, Lizzie, her face red from anger and the tapping of her foot finally brought you to the situation you and Cove started. Next to her was your cousin, Lee, who held Uno cards in her hand. Your sister also had cards.
“Are you both done?” Lizzie asked, annoyed.
You pull away from the close proximity of Cove, blushing as you had forgotten you had an audience. Cove was the same, face red as he looked at his surroundings to avoid any eye contact.
“Yes.” You and Cove murmured.
“Good, now we can get back to the game.” Lee beams, trying to light up the room.
The game resumes and once it's finished, Lizzie bans the both of you from playing Uno. But that doesn’t matter, you and Cove had fun either way.
♡ ♡ ♡
A/N: HAHA THOUGHT THIS WAS GONNA BE ANGSTY nahhh
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I’ll be with you on Every Step
Comission made by my lovely @marycecilyy
Cove Holden x reader
Word count : 1,611
Theme : we got angst, we got fluff
Special mention to Kit - Kit shall live on forever in your writings Ceci 💙
It was your birthday. You had invited your closest friends to your apartment in a small celebration. You didn't like huge parties, nor had the means to throw one at the moment.
You and Cove were going through tough times. It had been a while since you last published a book, now you were facing a huge creative block, and couldn't even finish the first draft of your next novel.. Cove’s work had been compensating the down of income on your end but his salary wasn’t large enough to keep you from worrying about paying your bills. Not to mention your dog, Kit, was recovering from a surgery (which had taken a huge portion of your savings) and still needed a lot of care.
Because of that. you and your boyfriend hadn’t been able to travel back to your hometown for your birthday, or even plan a bigger party than you had managed to throw.
It had been two hours since the guests started to arrive. You were talking to Lany, one of the closest friends you made since you moved there. They worked with Cove, but you were introduced to them very quickly and were inseparable ever since. Your boyfriend had his hand placed on your thigh, drawing circles on the fabric as you both listened to the story they were telling you.
The doorbell suddenly rang, which startled you since everyone who was invited had already arrived. You got up, but before getting to the door someone put a hand on your shoulder. It was Alex. You met her through the internet, you two were active in the writers niche and, after finding you lived in the same city, you started hanging out.
"It 's Erik. I forgot to tell you beforehand that I invited him. Sorry, I hope you won’t mind.”
In fact you did mind, but you wouldn’t tell her. Alex was sweet when she introduced Erik, her cousin, to you in hopes that he would meet new people. The only thing you knew about his recent divorce was that it devastated him and that he needed to get out of the house he used to live in with his wife. That was the reason Alex introduced him to you, getting him new friends and lifting his spirits. However there was an issue that she couldn’t have predicted (nor did she know of).
You were pretty sure that Erik was into you.
You didn’t mind at all talking to him, it was nice to have a new friend, but your gut told you that he’d rather be more than friends with you. You didn’t welcome his affection, nor did you reject him because he actually never did a proper advance. He was subtle. You didn’t even know if he wanted you to become aware of his crush on you as he knew you had a boyfriend.
That thought made you remember this will be the first time Erik meets Cove. Thank you Alex, you thought. You knew she hadn’t done it with bad intentions as she didn’t even know of what was going on. To her, she was inviting her cousin and your friend. She could have refrained from doing it? Yeah she could, but now it was already done.
With all of that in mind, you smiled politely at Alex and went to get the door. There was Erik. You felt glad when he, after hugging you and wishing you a happy birthday, went straight for the appetizers. At least you wouldn’t have to think about awkward conversation for a while.
An hour passed and you were enjoying yourself a lot. You played some card games with your friends, ate a lot of snacks and stayed close to Cove the entire night. You knew that, even if he wasn’t as close to all of them, he was happy to see you having fun. And he was enjoying the night as well, in his way. You could see it.
A few of the guests had already left when Erik went to talk to you.
“MC, I had a lot of fun tonight. I hope you didn’t mind that Alex invited me.”
You darted your eyes from him and fiddled with your hands. You had to find a change of subject quickly.
“Oh, what a fool I am, I haven’t introduced the two of you!” What a great idea, MC… “Cove, this is Erik, Alex’s cousin. Erik, this is Cove, my boyfriend.
You noticed how his eyes lost a bit of spark. Still, Erik smiled and greeted him. Then, he held between you a package that you didn’t even notice that was with him the whole time.
“Happy birthday, MC”
You weren’t expecting that, it was kind of him. Even if he knew that he was only there because Alex invited him, not you, he bought you a gift. It was very generous of him.
“Erik…! You didn’t have to. Really.”
The gift was a book. Not any book, actually, but a rare edition of your favorite novel. You had no idea how he managed to find it. There were few places who sold it and it was very expensive.
You didn’t know how to feel about that. Of course you were happy, but it was too expensive for a friend’s present.
“After all you’ve done to me, this is the least I can do. You helped me get through a tough time and never complained when I wanted to vent. You are a dear friend.”
Even if the word friend had a bittersweet tone as he said it, you felt he was being sincere. You hugged him tight and said goodbye to him.
After Erik and Alex left, you turned to Cove, who remained silent through most of the conversation. He looked strange, you noticed.
“It’s a really nice gift. Erik’s a good friend.”
He avoided your eyes and tried to walk away, but you stopped him beforehand, asking if he was alright.
“It’s fine, I just need some time alone.” He gave you a fake smile and disappeared into his bedroom. You felt uneasy. What was wrong with him? Your instinct told you to run to him, but you gave him the space he needed.
During the last hour of the party, you kept thinking about your last conversation. The obvious conclusion was: he was jealous. It was so hard to believe, though. You had never seen him jealous before. It was really weird.
But the thought that the last conversation had been, indeed, weird convinced you that that was it. There was no other explanation to his behavior.
As soon as the last guest left, you went to your bedroom. You had given him some time, now it was time to understand exactly what was going on.
Cove was sitting at the edge of the bed, petting Kit’s belly. She was clearly enjoying the caresses on her hairless abdomen (the surgery required no fur on that area). Kit looked at you immediately and left her post at the bed to come greet you. Your boyfriend, on the other hand, didn’t budge. You were becoming more upset each minute.
You sat beside him and took his hand. He didn’t retreat, on the contrary. Cove entwined his fingers with yours and brought your hand to his lips.
“I’m sorry, I overreacted.”
“To what, exactly? What happened?” When he didn’t answer, you continued “Did you get upset because of Erik?”
Cove chuckled.
“No, I’m not jealous if that’s what you’re asking. There’s no reason for that. I trust you. I just-” He made a pause. You stared at his eyes. “The book he gave you. It’s difficult to find. It’s expensive as well. But even so, I got it.”
Cove took a bag that was on his lap and handed you. As soon as you opened it, you saw it. Your favorite novel.
“Oh, dear…”
“I guess I felt bad because all of the effort I had didn’t matter. Erik’s wealthy, I’m sure it was no sacrifice for him to buy that. And I wish I didn’t envy him, but in some sort of way I do. And I feel even worse, because I don’t want that kind of feeling in me.”
You kissed his forehead, his nose, cheek, lips. You told him it was fine, that you understood what he was feeling and that it was valid. It broke your heart seeing him like that, but at least with your reassurance he felt better quickly.
“Thank you.”
“Thank you. Not only for the gift, which I loved, but also for the wonderful day you gave me today. It was special, really. My first birthday without my family around and you managed to fill me with joy during every second of it. Cove Holden, you’re the best boyfriend ever.”
He kissed you tenderly, holding your face with his hands. You turned your head, breathing him in. He smelt so good.
After giving you a few pecks to end the kiss, he kissed your neck with affection. “Why don’t you open the book?” He said with his lips still close to your skin.
You took the book and looked at the first page. There was something written but before you could read what it was you felt something drop on your lap.
A ring.
You gasped and looked at Cove, who had the brightest smile on his face. Tears instantly reached your eyes and fell from your face. He took the ring from your lap and held it between you.
“Mc, will you marry me?”
There was only one answer possible.
“Yes!”
Special tags to my lovelies : @dreamtydraw @otomes-and-tears @saladzz
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Word count: 1,063
You really don’t know when it started.
He’s always been the same, and you’ve always been the same, except that you can’t help but feel that something changed lately.
You stare at your childhood friend of 10 years. Cove’s eyes are crinkled, waving his hands animatedly as he tells a story about his volunteer shift just earlier this afternoon.
“And then the team leader fell on his butt the exact moment the wave came in!” He slaps his knee in glee, laughing out loud as he relives the funny moment. You couldn’t help but share his mirth, laughing along. “We were all stifling our laughter, I swear–”
Cove’s iconic eyebrows were downturned as he heaved in laughter. This could easily be one of the best sceneries you’ve ever been blessed to witness, you caught yourself thinking.
His laughter slowly dies down into softer chuckles, then he fixes his gaze onto you. “Why are you staring so much? Is there something on my face?”
“H-whu?” You broke out of your daydreaming, eyes immediately flicking onto the ocean. You feel your cheeks and ears burn in embarrassment. “No, no. Don’t worry about it!” You waved your hands dismissively, hoping that he does not grill you about getting caught staring at him.
You could still feel his eyes burning into you, and you desperately hope that the ground opens up right at that moment to swallow you and shame whole.
“Um, hey! D-do you wanna start walking home now?” You stammer, looking anywhere but him. You stood up from the swing you were sitting on, immediately taking steps away from the playground before Cove even gets a word in.
Long strides turn into heavy jogs behind you and you try to keep a straight face as you walk-run from the scene of unbearable shame. “Hey, are you okay?” he asks once he catches up, which did not take too long considering his skyscraper height.
You try not to gulp a huge lungfuls of air in succession. “Yep, I am!” You hold the air you inhaled, not able to breathe it out right away. You walk side by side with you stuck in that reverie, and you could feel his gaze every now and then, concern etching onto his features.
You were trying to steady your breathing when your lungs and diaphragm finally gave out, making you hiccup. The seagreen-haired boy beside you flinched. “Seriously, [Name]. What’s going on–” He reached out to grab your arm, wavy eyebrows furrowed.
You feel your eyes burning in mortification. Good God…
As much as you could, you try to swallow air and relax your diaphragm. “I’m alright, really–” Another hiccup. “Darn it!”
You glare at the ground, arms rigid at your sides. This is literally the worst moment to do this.
“I…”
Your best friend waits for you patiently, trying to calm you down by rubbing your arms gently. After a few beats of you not continuing, he sighs softly. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”
Tears finally well up and fall to your feet.
“I think I’m in love with you,” you whisper in the smallest voice he’s ever heard you in.
You almost sob when he slowly retracts his hands from you, falling at his sides. You scowl at the ground some more, self-hatred boiling the longer he does not respond. That’s it. Ten years, ruined. Just like that. Stupid, stupid [Name]!
Your hiccup breaks him out of his own pondering. “[Name]...”
“I’m so sorry…” you whimper, shoulders starting to shake in hurt and humiliation. You bring your hands to your face, attempting to wipe away the tears that keep on flowing.
Cove frowns and steps closer to you. He wordlessly holds you in his arms, letting you stain his shirt with your tears. Despite the shame, you let yourself grasp onto him, pouring your heart out in sobs and hiccups as Cove rubs his hand on your back.
He breathes out a sigh then whispers softly, “Why are you upset that you confessed to me?”
“Because!” you start, whining. “I ruined our friendship! And despite me doing that I’m still shameless enough to let you comfort me!”
Cove’s chuckle shakes you both. “You silly goose.” His arms tighten around you and you feel a soft pressure on your temple. “Would it ruin our friendship if I feel the same way?” He laughs again. “Ah, I guess it checks out. Because the obvious progression from friendship is–”
“Hang on,” you pull away a bit, arms still around his waist. “You…” Another hiccup. “You feel the same way?”
The face you always love to look at blooms red, his lips wobbly. “Well… Yeah…” He scratches his neck bashfully. “I’ve always meant to tell you but you beat me into it. And what’s more, you were so upset that you made the confession. What would a guy think?”
A laugh startles out of you. “Oh my God. All these tears, and for what?” You laugh at the silly situation you found yourselves in. “Does this mean we’re dating?” You lean your forehead onto his chest.
“Only if you want to,” came the reply, hints of a smirk obvious in his voice
“Okay, then. Since you asked so nicely,” you teased, looking up at him.
He laughs at your banter, then uses his thumbs to gently wipe away your tears. “Will you let us graduate from being childhood best friends and finally be boyfriend-girlfriend, ending my once-thought-to-be one-sided pining of 10 years?”
You slap his chest lightly. “I thought you’d never ask.”
You share a laugh, letting go of each other’s hug, but your hands automatically reaching for each other as you walk up the hill.
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“Guess what?” Liz bursts into your room after 2 knocks on your door.
“Hmm?” You look up from your phone.
“Mom, Ma, and I saw something very rom-comy just a few minutes before you got home. Unlucky you didn’t see it! Best rom-com of the year, not gonna lie!”
“What?”
“Oh yeah, there was this teenage couple, probably childhood friends, who were crying and holding each other on the street. It was almost sweet if it wasn’t so cringe, granted that I know the two of them–” she teased.
“Oh my God, Liz?!”
Your older sister just cackles and slams your door close as you try to throw a pillow at her.
fic by @coveted-covey (2023).
#divider by @cafekitsune#cove holden x reader#cove holden fluff#cove holden x reader fluff#cove holden x you#this is my first fic on this site oml#i'm gonna cry. i got possessed by something after replaying Step 4#or well... the save file started from when MC texted him to come over lolol. and then i just finished the game from there...#cove holden the man that you are#why aren't you real#god help me idk how to format web Tumblr#not beta read 🧎♀️
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Ello! Could you do Mornings with Cove, Derek, and Baxter? Fem! MC, plz!
the boys are so sappy n in love w you/mc it's SICK
also does anyone else have trouble keeping their bonnet/scarf on bc i don't even bother anymore, n i alrdy tried the hair pins. it worked once n then never again
i sleep like a wild animal istg
ANYWAY!! enjoy anon! i'm so sorry it took so long<333
tags : Fluff, fem/afab reader (use of girl, ma'am, wife), multiple choice dialogue, every scenario has different tags bc it's easier for me that way👍, newly established relationship (derek/baxter), marrying cove
[scenarios in order of cove>baxter>derek]
synopsis : how you spend your mornings with the boys
tags : step 3 / in between step 3-4, you proposed to cove at the end of summer, eloping, moving in together
you're slow to wake up, rolling over and taking all the sheets with you.
you huff and try to untangle the sheets from under body and around your leg... once you're comfortable enough you pull your dangling pillow back onto the bed.
you reach over for cove, wanting to be close to your new husband.
"cove?" you finally open your eyes and search around the room. it's empty. well, save for the boxes and the new mattress on the middle of the floor where you slept together last night.
before you can call out again you hear some clinking and the sound of a sink running.
begrudgingly, you leave your nest of blankets in search of cove. it was worthless to stay in bed if he wasn't there.
first though you should wash up a bit, moving all those boxes had you so tired and you slept good.
you creep up behind cove, you already know he's heard you, but between the sizzling of the pan and the messy playlist terry oh so graciously made for you two.
determining there's not danger of one of you getting hurt by the hot pan in the case cove flinches, you wrap your arms around cove.
"oh-!" cove tenses up, putting a hand on your arm.
he laughs when you mumble "good morning" into his back, still sleepy and you almost fall asleep with your head leaned against him. cove is so comforting...
"don't fall asleep back there, i'm almost done cooking." cove's voice rumbles through you, disrupting your nodding head.
"mhm..." you slink over to the couch. it's crooked and in the middle of the room, all but thrown haphazardly in the room by the movers.
you blink, watching the trees sway and cars zoom by.
you're not in the heart of the city, but you're certainly not out in the middle of nearly nowhere like sunset bird.
"here ya go." the plate comes into view, startling you from your daydream.
you mumble your thanks, suddenly realizing how hungry you are. the meal is simple enough and made from whatever snacks and foods you took from your parents' house that are signaturely yours, but there's toast on the side and that's all that matters.
you eat in silence, propping up your computer on some boxes and watching a video, and after you're done eating, you continue down the funny animal rabbit hole.
"this is nice." you say suddenly, whispered almost.
"hey, that's my line." cove teases and you two share lazy wolfish grins. "no~, your line is saying that i'm nice." you correct, proving your innocence.
"so i'm not nice?" cove lays out a trap and you willingly fall into it.
"you are nice, very nice." you lean in to steal a peck, to which cove takes more. when you pull away, you can't help but laugh about it, it's cute how cove always wants more affection from you.
"i'm just saying, it's nice to be with you like this." you flush, suddenly aware of how embarrassing this is to admit. "y'know, being married and living together, 'n all that stuff..." you trail off, glancing off to the side as you let cove process what you said with a flustered face.
suddenly, his arms tighten around you and you look up to see him teary eyed.
"i'm happy too!"
you laugh, reaching up to wipe his tears away. "good."
cove sniffles, his voice thick from crying but also from affection. "i really liked waking up to you today, it was.. nice."
cove's blush must have been contagious because you felt your own face get hot. "i can't say the same since you were missing, but it was nice sleeping together. and we get to do it everyday and every night."
cove laugh, looking off to the side from being embarrassed at your admissions. "sorry, i was just so happy i wanted to surprise you in bed, but you got up before i could get back."
you smile, curling your fingers in his hair. "well, we got our whole lives for that."
you could practically see the hearts popping off cove, "will you wait for me to bring you breakfast tomorrow?"
you laugh, "sure cove."
cove puffs up, happy with every second that goes by. "what do you want to eat? we can go out shopping today. i really want to try this new flavor of juice i saw a few days ago, it's strawberry something..." cove rambles and you let him go on, agreeing and adding onto the verbal list.
eventually, cove pulls out his phone to write this down and you whisper, full of tenderness. "we're being domestic again, but it's for real this time since we're living together."
cove squeaks, unable to hide his face since his hands are holding his phone tight, trying not to drop it on you. "w-we are, aren't we?" cove laugh, happy again.
"thank you for agreeing to marry me."
cove blinks at you, surprised before he laughs. "you're doing it again."
"what?!" you sit up, grinning even though you're taking up a stance. "you've said that twice, what's that supposed to mean!"
cove shrugs, leaving you hanging. he hooks his arms around your neck, eyes full of love. "as if i'd ever say no, i mean.. i never really thought about getting married, but... well, i wouldn't marry anyone else."
you blink away tears, leaning down to capture cove in a kiss.
he hums happily, letting you slide your hand up his shirt when you get lost in each others lips before you pull away.
"let's elope."
"wh-what?!" cove scrambles, forcing you to sit up but he can't go anywhere with you on top of his lap.
"elope, let's get eloped." you repeat, suddenly embarrassed.
cove coughs, "right now?!"
you nod before you back track, "i mean.. unless you don't want to! i can wait, i'm just so happy that it came out..."
it's silent for a moment, and cove is trying to get his temperature down before he explodes..
"let's do it."
you snap your neck to look at him, "huh?"
cove is flustered and sweating a bit "let's elope.." he finally looks at you instead of his hands. "i can't wait either, and i mean.. we're going to be husband and wife anyway so, why not..?"
you grin, "okay! um- i'll get ready then." you stop, realizing there's some things that should be done before hand, "oh, maybe we should call our parents?"
cove nods, giving a strained smile. "they're gonna tease us again.."
you take his hand, "thats okay. we'll suffer together." cove pushes your shoulder with his and rolls his eyes.
"yeah, you're right. we got this."
tags : (after) step 4, multiple dialogue choice for poc readers/readers w different hair length/upkeep
you stir, your dream disturbed by someone shuffling and squirming and a hand on your cheek.
slowly letting your dream go, regrettably since it was just getting interesting, and blink sleepily at the mess of black hair beside you.
you groan, turning your head to hide it in the pillow.
"why are you up? it's not even 11 yet..." you grumble, slipping baxter's phone back under the pillow. it must've ended up there somehow after you two fell asleep in the middle of your youtube binge, and until you're ready to get up it'll stay there.
"just admiring you."
you smile, peeking at him. "no way, you're jus' saying stuff."
baxter looks so tender, his hand moving from your cheek to hold your hand. "i'm serious. you're the prettiest girl in the world."
a coy, wolfish smile comes on his face, "even if-
-your hair is sticking up on one side." you fly upright, covering your hair with your hands.
-your hair is kinda sticking up." you fly upright, snatching up your bonnet/scarf that came off in the middle of the night and fixing it.
-you drool in your sleep." you jump, rubbing your mouth to wipe away the tacky spit.
you huff as baxter chuckles away, "sorry i- ack!"
you slap baxter with the pillow, throwing the sheets away and running to the bathroom to wash up. "laugh it up! you're worse than me, y'know?"
baxter finally sits up, showing you his own messy hair do. it's flat on one side. you stifle a cackle.
he gazes at you softly, sleep and love softening his features. "i'm pas' that."
you don't bother closing the bathroom door, knowing baxter is slow on your tail. "you put salt in your coffee yesterday. are ya sure about that?"
you turn on the shower, letting the water warm up while you brush your teeth.
baxter finally comes behind you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your cheek.
you hum, pleased.
baxter gazes at you through the mirror, addressing you through it. "i love you."
you feel warm, your heart skipping and beating fast at the overwhelming affection from him today. "i love you too."
baxter kisses your cheek, looking up at you through his eyelashes. "so, can i join your shower?"
"only if you behave, pepe-le-pew." you pinch baxter's cheek, grinning at how he scrunches up his face.
while you get ready for the shower, making the water warm enough for the both of you.
usually you take hot showers, but last time baxter turned red so lukewarm would have to do.
usually you take cold showers, but baxter just shook in the corner of the shower before he jumped under some hot water to warm up.
you two take showers together often, this was good bonding time for you two.
"wash my hair for me?" baxter asks, sliding up behind you.
"sure." you switch spots so baxter can get his hair wet. it's a tight fit since this shower isn't meant for two, but you make it work. it was better than the bathtub anyway, that was its own problem...
baxter sits on the stool, something you finally put in since it was straining, having to bend down every time.
"don't get shampoo in my mouth again." baxter cackles, trying not to laugh as you massage the shampoo in his hair.
"that was an accident!" you defend, "and it was your fault! you wouldn't stop laughing and talking while i was washing your hair out!"
"is that so?" baxter's suave voice echos throughout the bathroom. the sound makes you shiver.
"yeah 'that's so'! you play around too much!" you laugh and mock. "now stop talking, i'm gonna wash it out."
baxter willingly shuts his mouth, letting you tip his head back and detach the shower head to wash the shampoo out.
this gives you a good view of his face. truthfully, there are not many times when baxter is quiet, witty and flirty words always coming from his mouth, and his face is always lined with a lazy lopsided smile.
so seeing him like this, with his face relaxed and his shoulders sagging as he lets you work your hands through his hair.
"you can open your eyes now." you wipe baxter's face with your hand to get the water off his face, pushing his hair back.
baxter blinks, getting used to the change of light. he takes the shower head from your hands so he can hold your hand and he smiles, coy and mischievous. "hey there, beautiful, come here often?"
you roll your eyes, ignoring the flush coming over you. "shut up."
baxter laughs, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your stomach, watching you.
"what're you looking at?" you feel so flustered from baxter being so soft and tender this morning.
"you." baxter intertwines your fingers. "you're the prettiest girl in the world."
you crumble, leaning over him. "can't you just say 'i love you' like a normal person.."
baxter smiles his signature lopsided grin, "nope." he says, popping the 'p'.
you two sit for a moment in silence, wrapped up in each other.
"i love you too. even though you're silly." you mumble, moving to grab baxter's face.
"i think you're helping me to look silly," he tries to smile but you're squishing his cheeks. "i love you more though."
"as if." you lean down to kiss his forehead, then his nose, which if he could, there'd be a happy tail swinging behind him. before you finally meet his lips, letting him take more than you were going to give.
"okay bax," you laugh, pushing his shoulders. "enough kisses, the waters getting cold."
his loopy, lovesick grin turns wolfish, "i'll warm you up."
baxter starts to trail his hands along your hips, going from sensual to playful as he starts tickling your sides.
you squeal, holding onto his wrists. "stop it!" you squirm, laughter echoing throughout the shower..
tags : (after) step 4, clingy derek, reader can cook, Encanto movie mentioned (that movie SLAPPED), reader gives derek a massage
it would be a meriacle you woke up before derek if it wasn't already coming up to 2pm.
you don't usually get up this late, but you and Derek had been up having fun and watching the sunrise just for the hell of it, that it ended up happening.
you yawn and stretch, looking at the expanse of derek's muscled back as you consider if kts worth getting up or not.
'mm, i could make him breakfast..'
now that was an idea. finally setting that as your goal, you throw off the sheets and manage to creep out the room as quietly and as quickly as possible.
you may not be the next gordon ramsay, but you at least knew your way around the kitchen. so once scrounging up some eggs and vegetables, you set onto making an omelet.
which... is harder than it looks. and the first one isn't instgram worthy for sure. looks like you'll be taking that one...
you start humming to the music you have playing quietly, swaying from side to side in place as you expertly (at least in your opinion) shimmy the spatula under the omlete to flip it.
then, right as you give a small "aha!" at your success, a sleepy, gravelly call of your name comes from the hallway.
"y/n..? where are ya?"
you bristle, looking around the disordered kitchen panicked. "kitchen! don't come in!"
you curse, taking the pan off the stove and turning off the eye quickly as you slide into the hallway. you thank derek's sleepy movement since otherwise he would've found you out already if he wasn't ready to collapse where he stood.
he blinks, rubbing his eyes. "what's going on? you need help?"
you start pushing on his chest. "no! i can handle everything here, so just go to bed, and I'll be right there, okay?"
derek laughs, letting you push him back towards the bedroom, "i mean sure but what're you-"
"nope! no questions! just go back to bed and wait for me. if you come out before i'm ready, a punishment is in order!" you nag, crossing your arms as derek gets back into bed.
"kinky."
you huff and roll your eyes, trying not to show your amusement. being half asleep also turns off half of derek's filter..
you lean over, roughly tucking him in much to his delight. "now stay here." you kiss his head before you run off, shutting the door 3/4ths of the way before you throw it back open to glare at him.
"i mean it."
derek laughs, his eyes droopy again already. "yes ma'am."
you shut the door and skip down the hall, hurrying to fix the rest of your and derek's breakfast before the omletes get cold.
bustling around the kitchen, trying to keep things neat as you go, but the stack of dishes in the sink and fallen egg shell you quickly pick up says there was a disaster happening here.
in the end, though, you find the nicest plates derek has here and a food tray before you plate up the food with care, even cutting and peeling some fruit on the side to go with your choice of yogurt or oatmeal, before making your way to the bedroom, humming.
you're happy you got to do something nice for derek, even though it almost went up in ruins a few times. be it from derek almost walking in, the questionably shaped omelet, or almost getting orange juice in your eye when peeling.
you somehow balance the tray well enough to open the door, and before you can give a loud and playfully formal announcement that food is ready, you realize derek is asleep.
he looks so serene, arm stretched out on your side of the bed and the sunlight hitting his back nicely.
you smile, creeping up and sitting the tray down carefully. equally as careful, you ease yourself onto the bed, petting derek's hair as you debate waking him up or not.
you push his hair off his forehead. his hair feels and looks so different when it's not gelled up in his signature style, he still looks handsome like this though, maybe even more-so.
"mmm, tha' you y/n?" derek takes your hand out of his hair and into his, loosely holding your hand.
"yeah. i made you breakfast but if you're too tired we can eat later." you kiss his hand.
derek hums, a dopey smile coming on his face. "i could eat." derek sits up, stretching with a groan and slumping against the pillows, trying to wake himself up.
you present the tray, popping the legs and situation it between you two so you can eat as well.
"oh that's so sad, he just wants to eat with his family.." you fret, absent-mindedly playing with derek's hair.
derek hums, mumbling something.
you look down at him, thinking derek looks like an sleepy pup that thinks he's still a lap dog. derek is much bigger than when you guys were kids, something you still can't get used to some days.
"you falling asleep?" you push his hair back, showing derek's droopy eyes.
he squirms, still keeping his arms wrapped around your waist. "no.." derek yawns, burying his face into your stomach.
you laugh, tugging on little strands of derek's hair, that elicit a low, gravelly hum from him.
"okay, tell me if you want anything." you lean down, trying to kiss derek but the position just strains your neck and back.
derek looks up, peaking at you and smiling when he sees your pouty lips. he leans up, holding the back of your head as he gives you a few soft kisses that he can't help but smile through.
you smile back at him. "lay down with me.." derek purrs, his voice hoarse with sleep.
"i'm trying to watch the movie!" you laugh, derek already pulling you down the bed so you can lay with him.
"and you can watch it from my arms." derek snuggles into your neck, kissing the back of your neck which makes you shiver and laugh.
at some point near the end of the movie you ended up falling asleep, much to your disappointment.
you smack your lips, "dang it..." you fumble for the remote in the sheets, finding it at the end of the bed, only saved by the foot board.
while you start rewinding the movie, derek walks back in.
you perk up, scooting towards the edge of the bed. "derek!" your voice is thick with sleep and your head feels cloudy still from dreamland but seeing derek makes you feel a bit excited.
"you're awake." derek comes to your side, rubbing the towel over his head. you hum, "did you fall asleep too?" you prop yourself on your knees to help derek dry off, "i slept through the ending..." you pout.
derek laughs, "we can watch it together. do you think we can start over? i wasn't paying attention earlier..." derek admits sheepishly.
you nod, then realize derek probably didn't see you before he turned around so you said yes.
while derek looks for clothes you respond to lee's spam texts about something or other.
you're in the middle of typing out another response to respond to your cousins fangirling when derek groans and sighs.
derek slumps over, rubbing his neck.
"you okay, baby?"
derek startles a bit, turning to look at you sheepishly. "yeah, i'm fine."
you roll your eyes and send a quick "brb" text before throwing the phone somewhere on the bed. "no you're not. are you stiff? sore?"
derek comes closer to you, kneeling on the rug so he can hug your waist. "a bit.. guess i've been going to hard on arm day." you both laugh.
"yeah, i don't think those guns need to het any bigger." you laugh, curling your fingers in his hair. "oh! how about i give you a massage?"
derek looks at you with wide eyes, "you can do that?"
you shrug. "i'm not a professional, but it might help. do you want me to?" derek nods, a bit too enthusiastic, which makes him blush and clear his throat. "if you don't mind.."
you shake your head and push derek's shoulders so you can stand up, "not at all, wait here.."
it takes a moment to find the lotion, a con of having moved into a new place: everything is in an odd place.
you don't keep any oil or anything like that that would be more appropriate, so this would have to do.
derek is a bit awkward at first, but once you put on some music for yourself so you can focus, derek starts watching the animal tiktok's your friends were spamming in the group chat, occasionally apologizing for his laughter making your body bounce.
you're happy and share a few laughs and idle conversations between the two of you. you don't really know what you're doing, and mostly following a few tips from online.
derek sighs, sinking into the mattress. "that's good..."
your hands smooth over his back, spreading the lotion down to the small of his back and kneading a bit.
satisfied now that derek looks relaxed and you've done the best you can to make your lover feel better, you lean over to kiss the back of his neck. "there you go, baby."
derek hums, and you move around to lay beside him. "thank you. i feel so much better." derek nuzzles into your neck, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in.
you laugh at derek's clinginess, wrapping your arms around his back as well. "i'm glad, i wasn't really sure what i was doing."
derek starts peppering kisses all over your face, both of you smiling and laughing.
eventually, derek pulls away, having flipped you over and is gazing down at you, his eyes full of love and are a bit glassy. "thanks for taking care of me today. you're amazing..."
you reach up to cup his cheeks, "you're worth it, you need to be taken care of."
derek laughs, tears gathering on his lashes. he tucks his face into your neck, completely wrapping his body around your own. "i love you so much."
you brighten, surprised but happy with derek's declaration. that's the first time either of you have said the L-word.
"i love you too, derek."
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You and Cove sit a distance away from each other, your index fingers the only heat the two of you shared in the autumn. The ocean air seemed to whisper and flitter about, sending chills up your spine even through Cove's sweatshirt.
His eyes linger on your hands, intertwined, scared as if they were made to leave him. But as he steals another finger or two of yours to hold, it seems like all of his thoughts just disappears. The only thought that is present in the moment is how your hand fits against his so perfectly.
He goes from a finger, to two, to three, to your entire hand. He swipes his thumb up and down the back of your hand before he pulls you closer to him by your waist.
He slips a hand underneath your (his, technically) sweatshirt and just palms your bare skin, relaxing almost immediately when he feels your warm skin on his. He buries his face into your neck and just sighs. He breathes you in and breathes you out.
"Hi, handsome," you play with his hair a bit before laying down on the sand. He smiles against your skin and presses a bit more of his weight on you. "You know, we might get sand in our hair."
Cove hums. "I don't mind."
"Our bed would be nicer."
"I don't mind," he repeats. You laugh a bit and he presses his cheek against your neck, feeling the vibrations of your laughter echo throughout his body. He sighs again. "You're soft enough."
You don't argue with him anymore. It's late, you're both sleepy, and you're close enough to your house. You'll be fine.
You look for constellations but with you being so close to Cove and being able to listen to his breathing so clearly, it makes your heart pound and you can't focus. You've lost the big dipper around four times.
You try and find the moon but it's obscured by a bunch of clouds and it's getting harder to keep your eyes open. Cove is just so warm and you're so comfortable and it wouldn't hurt to close your eyes for a minute or two.
You lean a bit more into his touch and he wraps his arm further around your waist. His hair smells different, you want to ask him about it in the morning.
But for now, all you ask is, "Could we like this for a bit longer?"
(And he'll always reply with, "Of course.")
#(⸝⸝⸝╸▵╺⸝⸝⸝) – writing !#our life#ol:ba#cove holden#cove holden x reader#our life beginnings & always#cove holden x jamie last#cove holden fluff#x reader#(hi this is very short but i'm sleepy and cold and the grind dont stop wont stop)#(i have two other longer cove drafts but i. Am so tired)#(live laugh love cove holden)
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SNOWY HONEYMOON WITH COVE
gn!reader | had to look up honeymoon activities. woah. also i'm so sorry i deleted ur ask oh my god 😭 i hope this finds u....ack....
cove feels out of his element to say the least so he's really happy you're with him
would love to just walk around with you if it's more of a town than resort ! he thinks the snow looks really pretty, especially if it's fresh, and says it feels like you're in a cheesy romcom
^ Will genuinely start coming up with a plot if you lean into it. not one he's going to act out longer than a few minutes for fun, obviously . it's your honeymoon and he can't imagine being stuck crushing on you again. he thinks he'd cry if that happen
if anyone sparks up a conversation and asks what you guys are there for, cove's very happy to tell them you're on your honeymoon ^___^ and if anyone offers some kind of gift or service to congratulate you? Who is cove to decline? be serious
hot springs and heated pools are your best friends. you'll visit at least a couple of times, and he could probably fall asleep in one if you're next to him
personally i think we deserve to see cove in a puffy coat and scarf though. who gets me.
the both of you holding hands—whether he holds yours in his pocket or vice versa
he asks if you're cold, especially if it's super windy, and will stand in the way to block the wind. gentleman!
^ tell him you guys should walk backwards and he laughs but does try for a few seconds. if you trip a little he's immediately turning around
you tease him by saying snowboarding could be like surfing and he gives you a look. (not a serious one,, he's still amused though he could easily list 5 arguments against the idea)
^ gets worried if you fall and despite his own lack of skill will try to check on you and keep you (relatively) safe
if you do anything to fluster him, he's very glad his face is already red from the wind. does it get exponentially red? yes. don't talk about it /lh
sleigh ride !!!! cove sees the horses and his face lights up because...Horses...also he's happy to relax and enjoy the view
^ definitely thanks the people in charge and the horses. they're doing so much work which he recognizes. he whispers to you on the ride and asks how you think they take care of them and where the horses actually stay
please take pictures. i mean it's your honeymoon so you both want some keepsakes and that has to include photos !! cove next to a horse !! cove before snowboarding/skiing !! the both of you in a hot spring with a beautiful view behind you !!
he finds the gift shop and tries to find a nice little keychain or something for the both of you!
even if he does like having new experiences with you, cove can't help but snuggle into bed when you get back to your room. he takes a warm drink and cuddles under the blanket easily
the both of you end up watching a sunrise at least once, whether he's waking you up or otherwise!! this or late at night when you're winding down is when cove's most likely to get a bit emotional 🥹
god. if you go somewhere where the northen lights are visible and get lucky? he's awestruck. i'm not saying ghe trope where you say it looks incredible, and he looks at you while replying with "yeah, it is," would happen, but i'm not also not rejecting it 🤨
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Cute Cove imagines for Our Life
Imagine: -Platonic! Cove being the man of honor for MC’s wedding (Maybe MC and baxter’s or Derek’s)
-Marrying Cove in stardew valley and him getting slightly embarrassed about it
-You and cove putting your wedding pictures in a sea shell picture frame
If anyone wants me to write more about these free to ask! If you want to expand on these yourself, no need to ask! Just tag me so I can see :)
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