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slytherinshua · 1 year

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Reunited (pt. 2 to Infamous Together)

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ genre and tags: fluff. secret agent au. exes to lover ig? ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: bullet wound mentions? kissing. lmk if i missed anything. not proofread but i might edit later idk. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: taehyun x fem!reader. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wc: 1.8k. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: this is pt 2 to infamous together!! if you haven't read that go read it first cause idk if this'll make any sense otherwise sdkfjs.

“I still love you, Y/n.”

“What?” You blinked at him, your brain not really processing anything since the moment he had kissed you. He had barely touched you in the past 2 years unless it was in a fight, but just 5 seconds ago, his lips were pressed against yours.

Your hand was still resting on his cheek after wiping away his tears, but you suddenly pulled it back. You didn’t want to fight with him. That was about the last thing you wanted to do. But you did have questions. A lot of questions. You weren’t sure when the best time to ask them would be, but you also didn’t feel like you could wait for the answers for much longer.

“Tae…” You started, using the shortened version of his name like you always used to do. It got his attention better than anything else, his heart speeding up at the sound of you calling him that again for the first time in years.

“Yes?” He responded, anxious to hear whatever it was that you wanted to tell him.

“First, promise to answer me honestly. I don’t know whether to trust you anymore, but I want to. I want to trust you, Tae.” You reassured him. He nodded, and his right hand trailed over to your left, fingers just barely grazing yours.

“I’ll answer honestly. I promise.”

“Do you mean it? When you say you still love me? Is that… why you tried to help? Or do you just not want another death on your conscience?” You asked, your frame getting smaller and your confidence wavering as your shoulders caved in slightly. You felt like you were a deer in the headlights, unsure of what his answer might be.

“Why do you ask that when I said I did?” He asked softly, “I wouldn’t lie about that.” Hearing his honest answer made your heart clench. He really hadn’t changed.

A smile graced your face for the first time since you had woken up. Taehyun adored the sight.

“I missed you.” You hummed, surveying your hospital room properly for the first time, “How long am I gonna be stuck in this room? Cause I’m not gonna let 1 bullet jeopardise my career— that’s absurd.” You said it completely seriously.

Taehyun started laughing and you couldn’t figure out why. You hadn’t said anything with the intent of being funny.

“Why are you laughing?”

“It’s a relieved laugh…” He spoke gently, “I’m so glad to have you back.”

You looked at him as if he had gone crazy, “Just because I’m in a hospital bed doesn’t mean you get to be all lovey dovey and gross on me. I will still hit you.”

“That’s not fair.” He pouted slightly, and you smacked him lightly on the shoulder. “That wasn’t as hard as I was expecting.” He murmured in a teasing tone, ducking quickly when you raised an eyebrow as if offering him another hit.

“I’m just joking. I’m in no condition to fight anyways.” You said sadly, staring daggers at the IV needle hooked up to your arm and bandages wrapped tightly around your torso.

“You’ll be out of here soon,” Taehyun assured, and you sighed, looking over at him.

“You look worse than me,” You quipped, tousling his blond hair slightly, “Have you eaten since I was shot?” You asked, your worry growing when he didn’t respond, “Have you drunk water?” Still no answer.

You shook your head slightly, tsking at his choices and pressing the call button. The nurse rushed in immediately, thinking there was a problem with you and that you needed emergency treatment or something.

“Nurse… Kim.” You said, trying to read her tiny name tag from 12 feet away, “Before you freak out, nothing is wrong. I’m actually fine.” You said, giving her a quick thumbs up from your position, “But this guy here,” You placed your hand on Tae’s head, ignoring his glare from you messing up his hair again, “He has made some questionable choices. You can get some food and water for him, right?”

The nurse nodded, very confused but your assuring smile seemed to convince her that you really were fine. Once the nurse left, Taehyun opened his mouth, probably to protest, but you wouldn’t allow it.

“Tae, your lips and cheeks have almost no colour, and you look like you haven’t slept in days. No offence, cause you know I think you’re still hot, but you look awful.” You said pointedly, a small smile growing on your face as his mouth shut again. He couldn’t argue with that if he tried. You were right, after all.

He hadn’t eaten a proper meal since he was in the hotel before the mission, which was several days ago. And water had become a small priority while he had waited anxiously for you to wake up for 3 days. He had only taken tiny sips when he could spare it, and even then he didn’t really want it. His lack of sleep was the most obvious, and you were bewildered as to how he had stayed awake for this long.

The nurse came back quickly with bowls of steaming food and a couple water bottles placed on a tray. She set it down on the side table, turning back to you two, glancing down at Tae’s hand that was still clutching yours tightly with a smile, “Your boyfriend wouldn’t leave your side for the three days you were out. He looked like he wanted to knock me clean dead when I suggested that showering and putting on a fresh change of clothes might make him feel better, but I convinced him eventually.”

Taehyun looked down, squeezing your hand a little tighter. He wouldn’t focus on anything else except you, and he was completely ignoring the food and water. You thanked the nurse and she left the room. Once she did, Taehyun looked up again.

“Eat.” You said sternly, removing your hand from his to cross it over your chest. He didn’t protest since you had told him to, he picked up the tray and started eating.

“Is it any good?” You whispered, having laid down on your side, your head now resting comfortably on the pillow so you could still look at Tae. He nodded, eagerly gathering some rice and soup on the spoon to give to you. He blew on it carefully, making sure it wouldn’t burn your mouth before feeding you.

You stifled a laugh, looking away from him even though you found Taehyun’s focus on this little task to be adorable. The food was good, for hospital food anyway. It brought back some life into you, but it made you drowsier than before.

Taehyun finished the meal, picking up the tray to go wash it at the sink in the corner of the room. You watched him because you didn’t have anything else to do, but you felt your eyelids starting to close. You kept them open until Taehyun came back over. With your hand grabbing his wrist, you carefully scooted over on the bed to make room for him and tugged slightly, urging him to lie down next to you.

He was hesitant, “Are you sure there’s enough room? Won’t you be uncomfortable?”

You shook your head, “I just want to sleep,” You mumbled drearily, “with you.” You added, pulling his wrist again. He gave in easily, just like he always did. He just wanted to do whatever you wanted since you were the one recovering.

You closed your eyes once your head rested comfortably on his chest. It was such a welcome position to be in after so long. You hadn’t realised how much you missed it until now.

“Are you comfortable?” He asked, his hand brushing your hair back softly.

“Very.” You placed your hand on his chest, right where his heart was. It was racing. You really did still affect him the same way.

You fell asleep faster than you ever had, probably a combination of the medication and your beaten up body resulting in low energy and fatigue. Taehyun glanced over at your face once he felt your breath deepen. You looked so calm— like you had just brushed off the fact that you had been shot just days before. He pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead before drifting off to sleep as well.

10 months later.

“We should get the strawberry ones, cause they look like hearts.” Taehyun said, smiling.

“But the marshmallow ones are bunnies-”

“But the strawberry one will be tastier.”

“But-”

“And it has a higher nutritional value.”

You groaned, “Fine, we’ll get the strawberry ones.” You brought two of them up to the counter and paid them along with the two drinks. Now it was time to go to the rooftop.

Taehyun was all smiles and sparkling eyes as he arranged the food and flowers on the ground where you would sit. You didn’t let it show too much, but you loved going on dates like this. Making it as cliche and heart-meltingly romantic as possible fit so well with your boyfriend… and secretly you as well.

The contrast between Taehyun right now and Taehyun when on the job was jarring. He was in a soft t-shirt and wide-legged blue jeans, his hair blowing softly in the wind, plus you had managed to tuck a flower behind his ear. But just 3 days ago he was suited up in his gear, intimidating and scary-looking. Other people would find it weird, but you found it charming.

You sat down beside him once he had set everything up, pulling him close by the waist and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. He giggled, picking up one of the little strawberry cheesecakes and taking a bite.

Everything seemed perfect and beautiful. Just you and him.

You talked and ate, all the while you rested your chin on his shoulder and fiddled with the small diamond ring on your left ring finger. You couldn't wait to see Taehyun with a matching one. You kissed his cheek as he was saying something, making him pause and look at you.

He hummed, raising his eyebrows softly.

“Just a kiss. That’s all I want.” You breathed. He joined his lips to yours again in a kiss - long and sweet and perfect.

Until it got interrupted.

Taehyun’s phone rang, then yours did as well. You were forced to pull apart, both answering the calls simultaneously. You glanced at Tae. He looked at you. He nodded. You smiled.

You hung up, cracking your knuckles and jumping up, “Time to go, I suppose.” You grinned, packing up the lunch quickly and heading back to the company building. It was time for another mission.

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marswr1tes · 3 years

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addictive

requested? yes / no / sort of

request: ig n/a? idk man but ellie (@stylishharry ) sent me this when i told her i wanted to write a piper fic but didn't have any ideas : "y/n and piper are kinda enemies and one night y/n cant sleep so she goes to practice her sword skillz but piper is there so she offers to help her and they kind of fall into an awkward position and make out"

author's notes: hello to everyone i've disappointed😃i apologize so much for barely making any content. but hey, i'm here now!! and i've started to work on other things!! anyways hope y'all like this, even though its short as FUCK(header)

warnings: weapons/sparring(obviously) and making out(sorta), too, but i think that's all? lmk if there's anything else that's triggering!

tags: @stylishharry

word count: 728

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it was around 10pm and fairly quiet at camp half-blood. the only sounds to be heard were leaves rustling in the slight wind, the ocean waves softly meeting the sand, the quiet talk of naiads and nymphs, and even some of the cleaning harpies, and the sound of y/n rustling in their bed. as they laid there, they tried to think of some calming, sleepy-time thoughts, but none came. y/n flipped to their left side again. no position felt comfortable, and no position left drowsiness. they turned onto their back. they debated on whether or not they would wake their sister up for some entertainment, but eventually(after about 5 minutes) decided to let her get some sleep. y/n sighed deeply, and then flipped to their stomach and closed their eyes, hoping for at least 10 minutes of peaceful sleeping. but, as a part of them expected, none came. sighing again, y/n sat up, and swung their legs over the side of the bed. standing up, y/n grabbed their w/o/c from their bedside table and walked to the door. they then grabbed their shoes, slipping them on, and grabbed a light jacket, also slipping that on, then leaving their cabin.

where was y/n going? to the arena, of course. what helped tire you out more than whacking things?

y/n expected to be alone, considering if the cleaning harpies found you on your way somewhere, you were fair to eat, but as they entered the arena, they caught sight of choppy brown hair and tan, sweaty skin. which, of course, meant only one thing; piper mclean. the child of y/g/p and the daughter of aphrodite knew each other, yes, but by no means were they close. this would probably be awkward.

“didn't think i'd see you here,” y/n said.

“oh, hey!” piper dropped her sword and walked over. “d’you wanna spar? i know you haven’t really warmed up or anything but it gets boring practicing against a dummy after a while.”

“um, sure! just let me stretch a little first.” y/n replied.

“i’ll be waiting,” piper smiled. as they stretched, y/n watched piper work. one thought roamed their head: ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod. to be fair, how could they not think that? piper was effortlessly beautiful, super funny, incredibly nice, and so many other great things. but y/n couldn’t spend so much time looking, or else it could get creepy, so they walked over to piper, ready to start sparring.

“you ready?” y/n asked. piper nodded, getting her dagger more comfortable in her hand.

“okay, uh safe word. just in case…”piper looked around the arena, searching for something to call their safe word.

“how about noodle?” y/n smirked. piper laughed a little, before nodding slowly.

“sure, sure,” she responded. “okay, you’re ready, right?” y/n nodded, and then adjusted their weapon.

“okay, then 3...2...1..go.” she started first by trying to hit y/n’s left shoulder, which they blocked and moved under her arm. Then, they tried to strike piper’s abdomen, but she blocked it, and started a mini-sword fight. y/n overpowered piper, shoving her to the side. they tried to kick piper’s back(softly, of course), but piper grabbed their leg and shifted them. much to piper’s confusion, y/n was not the only one who hit the ground; piper fell over top of them.

“hey…” y/n awkwardly chuckled.

“hi,”piper moved a strand of hair back from y/n’s face. “you look really pretty.”

“thank you,” y/n blushed. “but you look prettier.”

“oh, i highly doubt that, darling.” a few seconds pass, before y/n speaks up.

“can i kiss you?” they ask. piper smiles, her open lips brushing y/n’s. and y/n leans into piper, slightly shifting their body upwards. and there’s no doubt about it, they’re hungry for each other. each time one pulls away, the other pulls them back, desperate for the other’s touch. and so they stayed there, long after curfew and long after they should’ve, wrapped up in each others arms, lips fitting perfectly together.

something about piper was addictive. maybe it was the taste of her lips. maybe it was the feeling of her lips on theirs. or maybe, just maybe, it was the thought of y/n and her forever.

#mars writes!#fandom #riordanverse #piper mclean #piper x reader #piper mclean x reader #started: 4/21 #ended: 4/22 #originally posted 4/22 #(year 2021 lol)

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chal-lelerc · 4 years

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thx to one of my first f1 blog follows for tagging me @4mulaone <3333 it’s a genuine miracle i even saw this in my notifs tbh

(rules: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better!)

top 3 ships:

1. i. cannot think of many. i have lost interest in many a things. i was really high on drinny when i still was hyper into harry potter tho sue me.

2. more into like individuals tbh? don’t really mind what ship i’m looking at if it contains at least 1+ parties that i’m fond of (unless it’s one i oppose of which there r kind of many oops)

3. any enemies-but-also-not dynamic i will slit my own throat for them doesn’t even really have to be shippy but the “we’ve grown up wrestling each other into headlocks and we used to not even be able to look at each other but we’re now Functioning ‘Adults’ and are civil” are the best kinds of friendship (am i looking at lestappen no i’m not. unless...)

lipstick or chapstick: the vaseline lip healing things which ig count as chapstick. literally apply every two hours.

last song listening to: let’s go by zayde wolf (new release so i wanted to check it out! very fitting to his typical style of music and nothing really new but it slaps. if any of yall have song recs lmk! i have the most bizarre playlist and i’m always open to anything.) (by the end of typing this post my last song is play dead by new language. Also a new listen. We’ll see how it is.)

last film watched: unfriended: the deep web i have an unhealthy obsession with the horror genre

currently reading: ahahaha bold of u all to assume i read👀👀👀. (*refreshes ao3 in solidarity*)

what shows are you currently watching: a bit of a toughie. i have the attention span of a walnut and i’m not a fan of romance so whenever i see an inkling i tend to get turned off of watching LMAO. last thing i watched with a potential to follow through with the next season though was ragnarok on netflix. looking to start altered carbon as well. also anxiously awaiting season 2 of the society! again, lmk any recs i cannot stand needless romance but if it’s genuinely interesting i’ll give it a shot!

idk 9 ppl on this site that i can think of i’m sorry i always feel like i’m bothering ppl but i feel compelled😫😫😫

@silverkasienka @challelerc-supermax @carlando09 @charlesleclerc anyone else literally pls feel free

#get to know me #im not good at these im sorry😖😖

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