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k3rm1e · 3 years

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cuddling headcanons! ★~(◡﹏◕✿)

this is more of a test thing to see if i like writing this way and if this blog does well

other imagines and headcanons won't include everyone i write unless it is specifically requested and is a prompt i really like

includes: wilbur nihachu karljacobs quackity dream georgenotfound sapnap p!tommyinnnit p!badboyhalo p!skeppy p!eret p!philza p!tubbo p!ranboo

cw: cursing

wilbur:

wilbur is a very cuddle-y guy

to me he seems very soft

i always see people saying he would like spooning, but i disagree

i feel like he would do more of a half-spooning thing with his head on your chest or the other way around

mans would DEFINITELY make you run your fingers through his hair

i feel like he would lay on your chest and just *nuzzle* into the space between your shoulder and neck

anytime you tried to leave him, whether it was because he had to do something or you had to, he would whine. so. fucking. much.

It would probably always go something like:

you - i need to piss

wilbur - no <3

but the moment he decides its time to stop cuddling its fine

and if you complain that you’re gonna miss him he’ll just call you clingy and tease you

like??? sir???

all in good fun though, no bad intentions :)

nihachu:

i feel like you and niki would face each other

with your head like under her chin and in her chest (this is a bad description but look at the “honeymoon hug” on the list for better explanation ;-;)

she would always want to protect you

so she does that by like almost guarding you and keeping you close

niki would definitely do the arm thing where she just lightly moves her hand up and down you arm

i’m so sorry if you don't understand that, it just feels like something she would do

if you haven't experienced that it kinda sorta feels like spiders??? but in a good way???

but generally she is very protective

she just holds you so close the whole time

even if she doesn’t want to let you go, she’s more understanding about it

she would be upset but wouldn’t show it because she doesn’t want to make you feel guilty

niki is generally just an amazing cuddle-r (is that a word?) and has a super comforting presence

karljacobs:

karl would definitely keep your head on his chest

the whole time he would just absolutely squeeze the life out of you

he would constantly bend his neck down to kiss your head

and instead of just like leaving his head down so he could kiss you it would just be:

*inner monologue karl* hmmm i wanna kiss them on their head

and he would lean down to do so which, cute

but then five seconds later he would do it again

and again another five seconds later

and again

very cute karl but please sir, your neck is gonna be so messed up after this

when you had to leave he would be upset, but like niki, would try not to show it

except karl is very bad at that and his pouting would be so obvious

so you would feel guilty and layback down with him

immediately he just becomes (●´ω｀●)

like a happy little puppy

karl is just too adorable for you to deny

quackity:

now we all know this, quackity is a huge dork

which is why i believe he would DEFINITELY use your butt as a pillow

not even in a weird way

i just feel like quackity isn’t too comfortable with touch so this is sorta his way of being close to you without it being a whole serious thing

like he still is able to be goofy and comfortable without it being a whole big thing

him doing this would almost always come with a flatty patty joke from you

which always causes him to threaten divorce, even though you aren’t married

while it isn’t a very good position for things like physical touch, it is good for talking and having conversations

for some reason i feel like he’s the type of person to text someone when they’re right next to each other

so while he’s laying down he’ll just send you random photos of himself

very annoying when your phone is spammed, but also good blackmail material >:)

i don’t think he’d be too clingy

obviously, he enjoys spending time with you

but if you told him you need to go do work or something he wouldn’t throw a fit or pout

big q just seems like he’d be more rational about stuff like that

overall a 420/69 cuddle partner

dream:

one word: spooning

mans just envelops you and has no shame

very big: “no you are mine! >:(“ energy

while he’s sleeping he’ll unconsciously nuzzle his head into your hair/the back of your neck

when you guys got to bed patches usually climbs in and you hold her

i love patches so much i could write headcanons just about her

dream always wants to be cuddling you

if you try to leave he won’t pout, there simply isn't a discussion on whether you’re moving or not

incase you haven’t caught on yet, the answer is no

you need to do work? just bring the laptop to bed

he needs to edit? just sit in his lap at his desk, duh

obviously, he knows at some point you guys need to stop cuddling

he just isn’t too stoked about it

when it comes time where he absolutely can’t cuddle with you, i feel like he’d be more chill

mainly just annoyed

georgenotfound:

i feel like george, like quackity, also wouldn’t be too touchy

i’m pretty sure he has a hard time expressing emotions (please correct me if i’m wrong!!) and i think that would crossover to his sleeping habits

i think he would prefer a sort of back-to-back cuddling position

it seems cold, i know

but also he would most definitely kick at you

so every night while trying to go to sleep suddenly you would just feel *kick*

and then instead of sleep you’re suddenly playing footsie

lots of laughter and warm feelings involved

george would probably pretend that you kicked his leg hard or something and act like you hurt him

the first few times you were actually worried

but then after a few months your only response was a sarcastic “cry about it”

which just led to more laughter

sapnap:

sapnap and you would do a sort of leg hug thing

you both you try to go to sleep in a cute spooning-type position

but the moment one of you fell asleep it all unraveled

you would wake up apart but you’re legs would still be touching

sapnap would joking blame it on you

“wow can’t believe you don't wanna be close with me even when we’re asleep”

“it’s not my fault! i can’t control where i end up when i sleep!”

“no, no. you don’t have to lie. i see how it is.”

“>:(“

but it's okay!

your legs are the first thing to react in a flight-or-fight situation, so they usually react in an honest way

which is like your legs are both reaching to hold each other!

p!tommyinnit:

i don’t get a very touchy vibe from tommy

i feel like the most he would do is put his arm over your shoulder

not in a flirty way, just in a “hey, there isn’t a lot of space, this will make sitting down more comfortable” way

he will let you sorta fidget with his hand/arm

i don't know if that makes sense but what i mean is that he’ll pretty much let his arm go *flop* so you can control it (by like moving it around or playing with his fingers)

in the beginning he would get annoyed

but eventually he would get used to it and wouldn’t really care

it sounds a bit strange but i personally find it very comforting to just have something to fidget with while watching youtube or netflix in bed with my friends

and it’s entertaining (sometimes i do this to me sister to annoy her :>)

he would act like he didn’t mind if you left him

but holy shit he is so clingy

If you try to leave it’ll just be “no, why??? stay here dumbass”

you would be slightly annoyed when he had to leave but knew he had to film and stream and all that so you would be okay

p!badboyhalo:

you would kinda sit within bad’s lap

like not on his lap, but more of in between his legs

he would have his arms around you

and his phone would be in front of you so you two could scroll through twt or instagram together

or you guys could watch skeppy’s youtube ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

rat would sit in your lap

she’s just;;;;;;;; so adorable

rat is just so soft and fuzzy in your lap and everytime you move to pet her she just melts

rat is the the superior cuddle buddy to any of these block people

p!skeppy:

skeppy, similar to quackity, is a total dork

he would make sure you guys were in a position where he could effectively troll you

so if your head was near his lap he would just flick you or some

“dude can you please stop hitting me in the head”

“it turns out i am not actually hitting you in your head because based on the perpendicularity of the bisector multiplied by the photosynthesis of the dividend, it is impossible for me to do so”

“wtf”

lya is so goddamn sick of you guys

she's trying to get him to actually do something but instead he’s just sitting there throwing paper airplanes at you while you sleep

he’s an annoying asshole but it's okay because he gives you money for absurd reasons

p!eret:

eret has such a comfortable presence

i feel like she wouldn’t be up for cuddling too much

more of like putting your head on a friends shoulder so you can see the tweet their showing you

but they do like to hold hands

holding hands isn’t very intimate but it's also just such a sweet comforting thing

she even holds your hand when you guys are out walking around

like if you guys were getting food somewhere (post-covid of course)

you most likely would get addressed as a couple

and he would just be like”...wut?”

it’s happened so many times at this point you just go along with it

“you guys look like such a cute couple!”

“oh we aren't-” “thank you!”

can you tell that i love eret?

p!philza:

phil always has such dad vibes

i feel like the closest he would get to cuddling is hugs and hand holding

even though cuddling isn’t inherently romantic, he is married to kristen

so i fell he would get most of his touch in with her

but with you he’s just so fatherly

hello dadza

whether you have a good or bad relationship with your father, everyone can admit that philza minecraft is dadza

this is such a dad thing, but tries to hold you hand when you cross the street

no matter the age, he just feels the need to protect you

hugs are similar

uses hugs as a way to comfort you and protect you

just so amazing all around

p!tubbo:

tubbo would love cuddling in any way, shape, or form

if you guys are hanging out at like the park or something and lying down

get ready to become this mans pillow

this is really fun to do with your friends but imagine you guys are hanging out in a field type area (with my friends we hand out in the field next to the cemetery but it can be any open grass area)

tubbo would just use your lap as a pillow the whole time

and when you guys were walking back to his house he would sorta drape his arms over your shoulders (assuming he’s taller than you)

he would do the same thing when you guys were sitting in chairs or at a desk

just drapes his arms over your shoulder with his chin on your head

if it's really late and he's tired he’ll just hug you

p!ranboo:

if you thought tubbo is bad, ranboo is even worse

not even really cuddling, he just likes having a sort of skin-to-skin contact

so handholding and laying on top of eachother

if he’s streaming he will legitimately message ou to just sit next to him

so sometimes if he’s just chilling by himself on the smp you’ll end up on his streams

he’ll have you next to him just because he likes be near someone

and so randomly it’ll just be like “chat, a real human is here, behave”

chat does not behave

(they heavily bully him)

he’s pretty clingy but when you HAVE to leave he’ll understand and just be a bit bummed out

holy shit this took me so long-

if you read this whole thing thank you!

#mcyt x reader #wilbur soot x reader #karl jacobs x reader #nihachu x reader #quackity x reader #dream x reader #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap x reader #tommyinnit x reader #badboyhalo x reader #skeppy x reader #eret x reader #philza x reader #tubbo x reader #ranboo x reader #kermie's headcanons #kermie spent so long on this and is dying

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solohux · 4 years

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Guess who's back, back again! The one post where Brendad says "thin as a slip of paper and just as precious" is the ULTIMATE Brendad quote PERIOD! My Brendad is also very tall and broad and holding Armitage when he was a baby was very nerve racking because baby Hux was just so so small. For Brendol is it was like holding a puppy, and all he could think was "my whole world is now in the palms of my hands and very fragile, oh dear.." Brendad loves his baby boy!!! (he's just very private about it)

Good Dad Brendol! ❤️

Brendol can’t believe it. After hours of agonising labour, his amazing wife has finally brought their son into the galaxy; little Armitage, already with his head of copper hair and shining green eyes that have the same awe-inspiring sparkle that Brendol sees in his mother’s.

And whilst the triumphant woman gets some rest in their luscious bed, Brendol takes up his favourite spot on the window-seat to gaze up at the beautiful night sky of Arkanis, clear for once instead of cloudy, so the dark navy sky flaunts its plethora of shining stars and Brendol knows that they’re gleaming just for his boy.

He looks down to the tiny baby in his arms, nestled safely in a blue blanket, a soft tuft of his copper hair peeking out from underneath the hood. Armitage is so small, dwarfed even more by Brendol’s strong arms.

“Look at you,” Brendol whispers softly to his sleeping son, gently touching his cheek as though afraid to break him. “Thin as a slip of paper and just as precious. You know, my dear boy, writing by hand with ink and paper has become very rare nowadays, and it’s a very precious art. As you are to me."

Little Armitage murmurs as he wakes up, blinking and pouting and wriggling in his bundle.

“Hello,” Brendol smiles in total amazement and admiration as his son’s green eyes lock with his. “My little Armie. I’ll protect you forever, my son. I promise. My precious, precious boy.”

“Uh, sir?”

Brendol’s spine turns rigid. One of his housekeepers fails to knock on the General’s bedchambers and enters promptly, catching him nuzzling his baby boy’s button nose.

“What is it?” Brendol snaps, preferring to keep his private life just so. No one is important enough to lay their eyes upon special moments with his son like this; these are precious moments between him and Armitage. He’ll have to have the woman fired for this insubordination.

“General Pryde has sent a message to you, sir. He’s asking to visit tomorrow eve to congratulate you and your wife on the birth of your heir.”

Heir. Of course Pryde would put it so formally.

“Deny his request, Ms Imola,” Brendol replies, shifting Armitage in his arms so the boy is cuddled as close to his father’s strong chest as he can be. “And inform Pryde that I shall contact him when the time is right.”

“Yes, sir.”

The housekeeper retreats, closing the door behind her, and Brendol breathes a heavy sigh of relief. It feels as though his rank and his duties lift from his shoulders once he’s alone with his son, and he can focus on being a father instead of being a General; the former is a much more important role for him. In his arms, he finds that he has begun rocking his son back to sleep, feeling the need to protect him rising like a tempest in his chest; Pryde is infamous for his dislike of children, for his views of forcing them into the First Order’s training program as soon as they’ve taken their first breath and using corporal punishment in his quest to create good, obedient soldiers, but not Armitage. Never. Brendol will make sure that his son never has anything to do with General Pryde. He’ll never lay a finger on the boy for as long as Brendol draws breath, and even after that, death could not stop a father from protecting his son.

“I’ll keep you safe, Armitage,” Brendol says, bringing his son up for a kiss on the head. Armitage gurgles, trying to giggle. “I promise, my precious boy. I love you so much.”

#armitage hux #brendol hux #good dad brendol #brendad #m:writing

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allyreactions · 5 years

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EXO : Dating Baekhyun

~ A/N : I haven’t written in a while, but I’m super inspired. This has been in our inbox for forever and I really wanted to write some EXO stuff. While I was writing this, I was listening to Jenna and Julien’s new podcast (btw listening to podcasts while you write is a great writers tip - I’ll give y’all some more if you want). aNYWAY, I’ll shut up, enjoy!!!!

p.s : If any of y’all want to learn Korean, pop on over to @kpoppwriter, she’s been posting lessons on her blog and I’m so proud of her. SO GO FOLLOW MAX

- Masterlist

genre : fluff / smut / angst

word count : 1126

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how you meet :

officially the softest boyfriend

baekhyun is such a loving, soft boi

I can just imagine that you two meet in a cafe

he accidentally bumps into you on his way out

he saw you spilled coffee on yourself and the floor

and (being the sweetheart the he is) baekhyun rushed to grab some napkins to help you wipe it up

you said “thank you” for helping you clean up and he apologizes and offers to buy you another coffee to make up for it

you two end up talking for an hour and he asks for your number because he enjoyed your company so much

first date :

weeks later you guys end up dating

as a first date baekhyun would plan something special

I feel like he’s the type to take you to an amusement park / a city fair

he’ll buy you whatever deep fried foods you want and make sure to ‘super size’ it so the both of you can share

also, just imagine how cute it would be if y’all share a milkshake

my lactose intolerant ass is emotional

the both of you would have tons of tickets to play fair games and ride the crazy rides

he’ll for sure want to go to one of those stands and play a game and try to win you the biggest teddy bear he can

but let’s be real, he doesn’t win the game

lucky for you guys though, the guy at the stand gives you guys a freebie because baekhyun almost used up all his tickets trying to win it for you

I feel like he’s a bit of a puppy when y’all are out though

like he just wants to go on every ride and play every game and eat every food

there’s just so much to do and he wants to do all of them with you

before you know it, it’s sundown and baek leads the both of you to the ferris wheel

and of course it’s cheesy, but that’s where he kisses you

at the top of the ferris wheel, with the beautiful colors of the sunset in the background

before y’all head home, of course he’s gonna buy you one last ice cream cone

ooooh and he’s gonna carry all of the toys he ‘won’

living together / being a real couple :

baek is a bit of a handful sometimes

he’ll leave his clothes around his room and he’ll wait weeks before he does his laundry

he’s a bit of a mess in the kitchen, which is why you handle most of the work when you guys cook together

he’s also super clingy at home too

takes super long showers and uses up all the hot water, not to mention the fact that he sings so loudly in the bathroom as well

but that doesn’t mean there aren’t good things about living with him

he always gives the best fashion advice, he’ll help you pick out an adorable outfit

even though his clinginess can be too much at times, you always have someone to cuddle with

you’re never on the couch alone

movie nights / drama binges are a thing

since he’s pretty devoted to his work, he understands when you need your space to do yours

even though he’s a mess in the kitchen, he’s always surprising you with little baked goods / snacks he’s whipped up

constantly gives compliments to you, saying how beautiful / handsome you are

he can be pretty playful and silly around the house

baekhyun love joking and messing around, he’s always there to brighten your mood

that stupid bright smile is constantly on show whenever you’re in the room with him

whenever you’re on your period, he’s there to give you all the snuggles and ice cream your heart desires

the best listener

baekhyun is the first person you go to to rant and complain about your tiring day

and he loves that he can do the same with you

I don’t think he’s the type to have deep conversations with every night, but he’ll have one with you every now and again

mostly if he notices you’re feeling down or just to talk about how he’s feeling

emotionally, physically, and mentally

mainly he just loves the fact that he can trust you with everything

he gets the biggest smile on his face when you visit him in the practice rooms / the studio

every tuesday, the members stop by for chicken and beer

y’all have a blast

baek loves the fact that you get along with them so well

sleeping with baekhyun is the best part about your relationship

he’ll hum in your ear sweet lullabies and twirl the hair behind your ears until you’re fast asleep

he also enjoys when you do the same to him

so y’all switch off every few nights

arguments :

so baekhyun hates fighting

but he’s a taurus, and those bitches are stubborn af

so even though he hates confrontation, he thinks he’s right 90% of the time (when that’s not the case)

I feel like with the petty arguments (like forgetting a birthday or showing up late for a date), you guys are able to sort things out pretty quickly

but with bigger arguments (your relationship becoming public or lying that he hasn’t met someone he loves), they would take longer to sort out

he would probably lock himself in the bedroom or seperate himself, just so he can cool off

he doesn’t want to say anything that he would regret / would hurt you

sexy time :

I’ve said before that baekhyun is a switch

here’s a link where I sorta ‘judge’ what kinks he has

usually when he doms, he’s pretty merciless

daddy / sir kink too

just like how he is normally, he’s pretty playful in bed, so expect lots of teasing

with that come orgasm denial and over stimulation

loves when you wear lingerie

will actually shop for some with you, but he also likes when you shop alone so he can be surprised with what you pick out

strip teases are also a personal favorite, loves sitting back and watching the show

not super into giving commands

when he subs, he’s got a ‘babyboy’ kink

as well as a ‘mommy’ kink if he in a relationship with a girl

loves being overstimulated as well, preferably through deepthroating

he’s also a fan of being spanked and receiving scratch marks on his back

he loves marking in general (giving and receiving)

he’s a pretty equal lover of rough sex and passionate sex though

passionate sex with him is an experience

he pays attention to every sweet spot of yours

he knows your body like the back of his hand

baekhyun is big into giving pleasure not only to himself, but to you as well

so he won’t stop until the both of your are writhing and moaning with bliss

you’ll know you had a great night, because the next morning you won’t be able to walk

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zodiacal-dust-and-curls · 5 years

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Take Care

A/N: I wrote this for me. It’s been a hell of a weekend. No other proofreaders, so all mistakes are my own. Enjoy. 📷 by: @gwilymleefan

Warnings: Talk about menstruation, a lot. Pain. Headaches. PMS.

Word Count: 2.2k

“Love, you need to wake up.” Gwilym whispered as he pressed kisses into your hairline and brushed your hair away from your face. It certainly wasn’t the worst way to wake up.

At least, that’s what you thought until you shifted your hips to try to get up. That’s when you felt it, the all too familiar slide that came every month. It had decided to be three days early.

“Love,” Gwil said a little more urgently, “Y/N, I think you need to get up and take a shower, okay?”

Slowly, you opened your eyes to see a set of furrowed brows and a hard set mouth. “I’ll just change the sheets real quick and -”, you couldn’t help the yawn that broke out. You knew what had happened, and you just wanted to clean up and get this over with.

“No. love.” He cut you off while you were still trapped by the yawn. “I’ve got the sheets.” His eyes softened as you finished sitting up in bed.

The grimace that crossed your face as you sat up couldn’t be stopped. The cool, slick feeling of your underwear against your skin was both unpleasant and unwelcome. You would have rushed to the shower, but your sheets were already stained. What was the point in rushing while half asleep and possibly injuring yourself to save a scrap of fabric?

“ ‘M sorry, dearest.” Your eyes were tearing a little. “I swear I’ve been keeping up. It’s early.” You looked up into Gwil’s eyes. Everything about his expression had softened since your first glance at him.

“Don’t worry about that right now, okay?” He slowly reached out to caress your cheek. “Have a shower. I’ll change the sheets and then we can just relax like we were supposed to. Yeah?”

You nodded as you stood to escape to the bathroom. Gwilym took advantage of the large shirt you wore to bed and used it as a tether to pull you into him as you passed. He pressed one chaste kiss to the crown of your head before releasing you.

Gwilym watched as you retreated into the adjoining bathroom and waited for the sound of running water before setting to work.

A quick look at your backside in the mirror proved that your shirt had escaped this little episode unscathed. Well, you said ‘your shirt’, what you meant was ‘shirt you stole from Gwilym the moment he got home from filming in Australia and had never given back’. It was fine, he’d assured you. He would much prefer to see you enjoying it, than to look at it hang in his closet every day.

The underwear you’d worn to bed that night were now trash. There would be no saving them, so you were left to mourn the loss of your favorite pair. They weren’t overly cute or sexy, but they certainly weren’t the ugliest you owned. They had struck the perfect balance between functional and comfortable, and were even suitable for date night if you were in a hurry.

Once you’d shed your clothes, you stepped into the steaming shower to cleanse your skin. Gwilym had promised a lazy day in bed no matter what yesterday, so you decided to go ahead and go through your usual routine. Nothing like a complete refresh to try and improve your mood.

Just as you were about to step onto the rug, you were struck with the realization that you hadn’t brought any clothes with you. But before you could call out, you spotted two folded squares of fabric on the counter. Gwilym was truly a God send sometimes.

He’d managed to find you favorite pair of lazy shorts and a duplicate of your previous underwear, that somehow were the exact same cut from the same manufacturer but weren’t as comfortable. You quickly situated yourself and redressed.

Gwilym was reclined on the newly changed sheets reading a book while waiting for you. “How are you feeling, love?” He quickly shut the book to look up at you, his brilliant blue eyes magnified behind his glasses.

“It’s all starting to hit me now that I’m awake.” The cramps had hit in the shower, nothing too severe yet, but you were sure they’d get worse. “Can I just go back to bed?”

“Of, course. Come here.” He lifted his arm and invited you in.

You didn’t waste one second and quickly clambered in to your bed to cuddle up to his side and pillow your head on his chest. The sheets were warm, probably from him. The great thing about Gwilym was that he was a living space heater. It even extended into his hands, which gave you an idea.

“Dearest?”

Gwilym hummed in response, not quite ready to take his eyes off the page.

“Will you rub my hips?” You made sure to put on your classic puppy eyes as you peered up at him through your lashes. The pain wasn’t too bad yet, more of a dull ache than anything. But you just wanted to try to quiet the pain as early as possible.

“Yeah.” He kissed your forehead. “Let me finish this chapter, and then I’m all yours.”

You waited patiently for him to finish and decided to distract yourself by watching him. Gwilym was absolutely lost in his book, it seemed. His brow rose and fell at certain lines. His bit his bottom lip and released it, only to press his mouth into a hard line at whatever event was occurring, The hand that he had on your hip seemed to tap impatient beats on your skin or swirl in anticipation of what would happen next.

Finally, he closed the book and set it on his night stand along with his glasses. “Okay, love. Come here.”

You rolled so that your chest was pressed to his and his hands quickly found they’re way down your sides. You pressed a kiss to his chin as you settled yourself more comfortably.

“So what seems to be the problem?” His eyebrows rose as he waited for your response, his hands already applying pressure where he knew you were always the sorest.

“Just aches.” You hummed out. “Enough to keep me up.”

“I’ll gladly help put you back to sleep, but it’ll cost you.” You could feel the words rumble through his chest.

“Cost me?” You elongated the last word for dramatic effect. “Name your price. I shall pay it.”

“You have to keep me entertained. I have to stay awake and my hands are too busy to hold a book for me to read. So it’s up to you to keep me conscious.”

“Gladly.” You took a few moments to think of how to entertain Gwilym. He’d been reading Robin Hood to prepare for a new role. You didn’t know much about it, but you did know that the best way to entertain him was to get his thoughts on it.

“Tell me about the new role. I know it’s Robin Hood, but I know nothing else.”

Gwilym let out a chuckle at that. He hadn’t had the news for long, and you’d been so busy in the days since, that of course you didn’t know much.

“Well, I will be voicing good Sir Robin of Loxley.” He dug his thumbs into the meat of your hips at that moment and enjoyed the sigh of relief that left your lips. “But luckily, it’s mainly voice acting. So I don’t have to learn any choreography for fight scenes.”

You hummed your ascent “So tell me about the interpretation. What do you think of it so far?”

“I think it’s going to be very interesting. I’ve never seen this side of the character before.” He paused to adjust his technique on your hips. Deciding to switch to gentle kneading and using his natural heat tendencies to help relax the muscles.

He continued to give you his thoughts on the character and the job. You held on for as long as you could, but after about 15 minutes of the killer combination of his hands and voice, you were out like a light.

When Gwilym felt your body go lax with sleep, he pressed one final kiss to your hair and picked his book back up. Moving carefully, as not to wake you.

You woke up a few hours later to intense pains rolling from your belly button to your knees. Gwilym had left you on his chest, which helped keep warmth on your midsection but was not helping with the new pain in your chest. The one thing you never missed was the pain that came with your time of the month. It always slammed into you upon waking, as if you needed to be reminded that you were currently being punched in the uterus by life.

To relieve the pressure on your chest you pushed yourself off of Gwilym with a loud sigh. Nothing was improved by being removed from your favorite heat source, at least not emotionally. Physically, your chest thanked you for getting off of it and your back seemed to release a little with the mattress underneath it.

“How are you doing now, love?” Gwilym was still reading. He seemed to be much further along than earlier, but just as engrossed.

“Worse.” You felt your bladder finally wake up and decided it was time to get fully up. “I’ll be back.”

Your trip to the restroom could best be described as a horror show. You were hit with nausea upon getting vertical and turning on lights set your head down it’s own pounding path. Today was going to be rough.

Luckily, you kept all your meds in the cabinet and quickly took them. You also found your electric heating pad, which was great because you no longer had the desire to be touched by anyone.

Gwilym didn’t stop you as you stumbled through the bedroom. He knew where you were going. Despite what you thought, he was very much used to this schedule of events. Even if he thought you’d have a few more days before it started, he was still ready to get through it with you.

He found you on the couch, electric cord running from under the biggest blanket you owned to the wall and surrounded by enough pillows for him to know that you were not going to share. Gwilym sat on the chair next to you and started reading while you tried in vain to go back to sleep.

“Will you read to me?” Your soft voice seemed to float from the pile of fluff that contained you.

Gwilym merely nodded and started on the next line. He kept his voice gentle as he could. The room was quiet enough to have an echo and that wouldn’t help your headache.

You listened to his story and actually stayed awake through the entirety of what he had left. It was a good book, you’d have to read the beginning some day.

Eventually, your meds kicked in and the pain lessened. Your head quit throbbing and the nausea from cramping died down enough for you to finally feel hungry. You couldn’t imagine how poor Gwil felt. He’d been up longer than you and trapped with you without any real breaks.

“What do you want for -” you looked at the nearest clock. It was only 10 am, your day must have started much earlier than you thought. “Brunch?”

“I had a quick cuppa and toast while you were in the shower, love.” He could read you better than his book. “Make whatever you want and I’ll have the same.”

You stood and went into the kitchen to start your breakfast. Your stomach growled to tell you to hurry up, and your neurons decided that something sweet, maybe chocolate, sounded good. So you reached for your favorite pancake mix and chocolate chips and started mixing.

Thirty minutes later, you’d made enough pancakes, scrambled eggs, and tea for the both of you. Before you could call his name, Gwilym walked into the kitchen. He didn’t approach you immediately, still unsure of if your no-touching rule was on.

You walked up to him quickly and threw your arms around his waist. He reciprocated immediately and rested his head on your shoulder.

“Scared me for a minute there this morning, love.”

“I know it’s gross and awful and I’m so so sorry.” you spoke so quickly that your words seemed to trip over themselves and run together.

“It’s alright. I’m always more than happy to take care of you.” He pulled back just enough to pull your face to look at him by your chin. “I wish you’d let me do it more often. You stay so busy and on top of everything in both of our lives. It’s nice to know that you can depend on me when you need it.”

“Of course, I depend on you, dearest. Who else would put up with me and my moods?” You smiled up at him, a true smile that could hit your eyes now that your least favorite side effects were muted. “But for now, let’s eat. You can take care of me again later.”

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Who Let The Dogs Out

Here you go Anon!

Prompt #3: “We should get a dog.” “Absolutely not.”

“Antonio?” Sylvie called out.

“Yeah, babe?”

“Are you sure that the kids are okay with this?”

Antonio poked his head into the bedroom. “Are you asking me if my children are okay with my girlfriend moving in with me and actually having a house again... and not a sardine can apartment? Really, you’re asking me that?”

Sylvie sighed and collapsed on the bed. “Yes, I’m serious.” She looked up at him. “I’m not their mom and...”

“Sylvie... I love you and you are over thinking this. Eva and Diego are thrilled.”

“You sure?”

Antonio took her hands in his. “Yes. They actually suggested this.”

“Your... what?”

“Sylvie, can we please just unpack the kitchen before you lose it completely?”

Sylvie nodded and followed him to the kitchen. They unpacked and laughed as they realized how many duplicates they had. They kept the things that were in better condition and packed the others for a garage sale or to give to charity.

Sylvie began to prep supper and Antonio went to set up the TV in the living room. Antonio was just joining her in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. Sylvie looked up from the veggies she was chopping. “Are we expecting anyone?”

Antonio shrugged. “The housewarming party isn’t until next weekend.”

The doorbell rang again. Sylvie looked to him. “Well, may as well go see who it is.”

Antonio looked down at what he was doing. “I’m covered in raw chicken... can you?”

Sylvie snickered, wiped her hands and quickly went to see who was there before the rang the doorbell incessantly. She froze when she opened the door. “Eva? Diego?” She looked around behind them. “Where’s your mom?”

“Um.” Diego looked to his feet.

“Diego... I’m not mad... pretty sure your dad won’t be either.”

Diego sighed and turned to Eva. The look in his eyes said. ‘You tell her’.

Eva looked to him and whispered. “Traitor.” She looked back to Sylvie. “Mom and her new boy toy decided to go on a cruise... and well... she doesn’t want to call Dad because you guys are living together.”

Sylvie wanted to say something there concerning Laura being a hypocrite but she kept her thoughts to herself. “Well, come in. We’re just making supper... good thing you guys keep stuff here.”

Eva and Diego scampered in the house. Sylvie snickered as they ran to greet their father. She knew that once the kids were busy doing something else, he’d have some choice words about his ex-wife and her shenanigans.

“Dad, can we go to the park?” Diego asked after putting his dishes away in the dishwasher.

Antonio looked at the clock. “Sure... for an hour... then I was thinking we could do a movie night.”

Diego and Eva agreed, ran to grab their jackets and headed to the park. Sylvie turned to him. “So... want to spill what’s really on your mind?”

“Laura is not mother of the year... that’s for sure.” Antonio growled. “Not even a phone call.”

“Eva mentioned something about her not approving us living together.”

Some choice Dominican swears escaped her generally cool-headed boyfriend. “Coño! Chopa!” He pounded his fist down onto the counter.

“Um...”

“Sorry...” Antonio took a deep breath. “I... I just don’t get it. She’s allowed to do whatever she wants with whomever she wants but I can’t live with my girlfriend. Just...” He sighed. “I will never understand that woman.”

“Probably a reason as to why you guys got divorced.”

“She claims it was the job.” Antonio answered.

“I don’t think so... I don’t think it was the only reason, but she’s the past... the future is currently running around the park over there.”

“Yeah... and you... you are my future too.” Antonio walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. “Did I tell you how much I love you today?”

Sylvie was about to answer him when his work cell began to ring. “Hold that thought.” She reached behind them and grabbed his cellphone off the counter. “Stone better have a damn good reason to be interrupting our time off.”

Antonio grunted as he took the cell and connected the call. “Dawson.” He listened for a few minutes before remind Stone that it was his time off and that his kids had just been dropped off without waring. “Fine... yes, yes... sir... yes... I accept those terms... just, I wish the crime lords of this city would take a break once in a while.” He ended the call. He looked to Sylvie.

“You need to go be Super Investigator?”

He nodded. “You mind?”

“No, we’ll be fine... I will keep the kids busy, you go save the city.” She kissed him. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” He went to change. He couldn’t exactly go to DA’s office in sweats and a t-shirt.

While he was changing, the kids came back the house. They were acting suspicious, so Sylvie cornered them before their dad came back down the stairs. “Okay... what’s going on, you two?”

“Umm.” Eva was fidgety.

“Do you like dogs?” Diego asked.

“Of course I do... we had Pouch at the Firehouse... Aunt Gaby must’ve talked about her?”

“We met her a couple times.”

“So, what’s with the question.”

Eva opened her sweater to reveal a tiny puppy.

“Oh boy.” Sylvie gasped. “Okay... where does that come from?”

“The park... well, in the bushes... the... the mom was dead and this puppy was hiding next to her... and... we couldn’t just leave her there.” Eva stammered.

“You’re sure it’s a her?” Sylvie reached for the puppy but froze as she could hear Antonio heading to the staircase. “Crap... your dad got called into work... you go hide puppy in your room, come say good-bye and then we’ll figure out what to do with her... or him... just...” She shooed them away.

They returned just time as Antonio was coming down the stairs. The kids told them how great the park was and that they preferred being here than with Laura. He smiled, hugged them and told them he’d see them in the morning, and to listen to Sylvie.

“Hey, Antonio... I was thinking.”

“That sounds dangerous, Sylvie.”

“We should get a pet.”

“Why?”

“Because we have our house now... and the kids are here... I had a pet growing up... I think the kids should too.”

“Did they put you up to this?” He asked, looking over at his children.

“No, it was something I was going to bring up no matter what.” Sylvie laughed. “We should get a dog.”

“Absolutely not!” Antonio exclaimed. “Dogs are messy... dogs destroy things... dog... no.”

“But, Antonio... so do cats.”

“Then we get a fish.” Antonio put his jacket on.

Sylvie shook her head. “No... the kids... and me... need something to play with, cuddle... all those fun parts of having a four-legged pet.”

Antonio looked between the kids and Sylvie. “Hmm... I’ll think about it... but that’s not a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’. It’s a ‘we’ll see’.”

Sylvie kissed him. “You’re the best.”

“Yeah, Dad!” The kids rushed to give him one last hug before he headed off to the office.

After Antonio left, the kids and Sylvie rushed to Eva’s room to check on their little friend.

Sylvie gently lifted the puppy from the sweater that was nested on the bed. “It is most definitely a she... and she’s very, very young.”

“Is she okay?” Diego gently touched the tiny creature.

“I think so... I’m not a vet... hmm... okay, let me think about it for a second.” She pondered who she could call in this situation. She picked up her cell and called one person who knew more about animals than her. “Hey, Ethan... it’s Sylvie. Are you available to pop by my new place real quick? It’s a sorta medical problem.” She grinned as he said he’d be there right away. She rattled off the address and ended the call.

“Who was that?” Diego asked.

“My friend Ethan works at Chicago Med... he also helps out at the Zoo... I recently heard that they even saved panda.”

Eva’s jaw dropped. “A panda?”

Sylvie nodded. “A panda... so maybe he can give us some advice on what to do with this little one.”

“Do you think Dad will let us keep her?” Eva gently stroked the shivering little pup.

Sylvie nodded. “We’ll convince him... plus, who could say ‘no’ to this face.” She wrapped the puppy in a blanket. “We’ll need a name for her too.”

Ethan rang the doorbell. He didn’t realize that Sylvie and Antonio had moved in so close to his place.

Sylvie answered the door. “Ethan!” She gave him a quick hug. “That was quick?”

“I live around the block... when did you guys move here?”

“We’re just finish the move now, come in... the kids and I need your help.”

Ethan came in and looked around. “Nice place... so what exactly is it that I can help with?”

Eva and Diego appeared around the corner. “With her.”

Ethan gently took the tiny puppy from them and placed her on the table. “She’s very young... too young to be weaned... where’s the mom?”

Diego looked to him. “We found the puppy under her mom’s body... in the park across the street.”

Ethan’s eyes bulged. “There was another one?”

“What do you mean?”

“I went to the park for my jog this morning... I saw the pup running around by the bushes... I called the city to have the mother’s body removed... and I took the other pup to the vet and now he’s chilling at home.”

“Only two puppies?” Eva asked.

“That’s what I’m guessing... it happens.” Ethan looked over the pup. “She’s small but she seems pretty healthy. I can bring some of the stuff the vet gave me and maybe bring her brother over... it’s not good for pups to be alone this soon.”

“Really?” Eva was very ecstatic at the thought of two puppies.

“Yeah... I don’t have a lot of time with my job to take care of him like he needs. I have a neighbour watching him now.” Ethan laughed. “Does Antonio... know?”

“No... and we’re not telling him yet.” Sylvie stepped in.

“Where is he?”

“Dad got called into work... so that’s why we’re trying to get everything lined up before he gets home.” Eva said. She looked at the puppy. “Will she get big? Her mom wasn’t that big.”

“I don’t think so... the vet seems to believe the pups are some kind of terrier mix... this one is white... her brother is black and grey.” Ethan laughed. “Okay, I’ll run and get him and the stuff the vet gave me, you guys just make a little nest for them that will keep them warm.”

Ethan hadn’t been gone 5 minutes when Sylvie’s cell started ringing. She looked at it. “It’s your Dad.”

“Isn’t he at work?”

“He’s supposed to be.” She sighed. She answered the call. “Hey, Antonio... everything okay?”

“Yeah... Stone’s sending me out of town for the night with Lori... need to pick up a witness... we’ll be back tomorrow.”

“Does Laura know?” Sylvie cringed just saying her name.

“No, and I doubt she cares... from what the kids said anyhow.”

“Mhm.” Sylvie agreed. “I won’t be the one to call her... just be safe.”

“Always. I love you... tell the kids to behave.” Antonio ended the call.

“Good news, Dad’s not gonna be home til tomorrow... so we have time to figure out how to explain the pups.”

“Wait... I thought Ethan was just bringing him to visit.” Diego asked.

“Uh, no... he’s bringing him to stay...” Sylvie laughed. “They’re here anyhow.”

The doorbell rang and Ethan let himself in. “Here is he.”

Diego and Eva rushed to see the little pup. “They’re like salt and pepper.”

Eva and Diego had taken turns getting up to feed the puppies and making sure they were okay. Sylvie had gotten books to take care of them and now they were figuring out how to tell Antonio that not only did they get a dog, but two.

“What are we goin’ to tell him?” Eva asked. She didn’t want him to take the pups away.

“That we rescued them and we’re keeping them because otherwise they’d die?” Diego suggested.

“Honesty is usually the best policy.” Sylvie chimed in. She still thought back to the early days of their relationship and they’d had a major fight. It took time for them to get back to a normal groove.

“But... I don’t want him to take them away... I love them!” Eva was almost in tears. She was happy now, happier than she’d been since her parents’ divorce. “Please, Sylvie!”

Sylvie sighed. She knew Antonio wouldn’t be impressed, but she knew that the kids needed this as much as they did. They needed to get back to some semblance of a normal family, especially now that Laura was losing the custody battle.

They could hear the tires of his truck pull up into the driveway. Sylvie motioned to them to hide the puppies in Eva’s room and wait for a bit before they’d tell Antonio. They went to the kitchen to start prepping supper so as to not raise any suspicions.

The front door opened and Antonio called out. “Guys! I’m back.”

“We’re in the kitchen.” Sylvie called back.

There was a quick pattering of feet into the kitchen followed by a thump. The three of them looked down to see a small dog staring up at them. It wasn’t one of their pups. They quickly exchanged glances as Antonio walked into the kitchen.

“Hey, so... while I was on that little road trip... I thought about what you said.” He picked up the dog. “This is Oreo... I... uh... I wanted to surprise you guys...” He looked at them. “Guys... you okay?”

They nodded. “Yeah... uh... where did you get Oreo?”

“A friend of Stone’s had her but she can’t have her in her new place... so I said I’d take her.” Antonio handed her to Sylvie. “She’s a little bit older, but hey... she’s trained already and she’s calm.”

Sylvie stroked Oreo. “You know this is a Yorkipoo right?”

“I know... I don’t think I could handle a big dog in the new place but she’s cute and a good size.” He looked to the kids. “Whatta ya think?”

“She’s really cute!” Eva exclaimed. She didn’t know how they were going to tell him about the two puppies in her bedroom but this dog was super cute too.

“Where is she going to sleep?” Diego asked.

“Uh, no idea... but we can figure that out later... let’s wash our hands and finish supper.” Sylvie put Oreo on the ground.

Oreo scampered away to go investigate her new home. They were about halfway through prepping supper when Oreo starting barking and howling. Antonio volunteered to go see what was going on.

Sylvie whispered to the kids. “You did shut your bedroom door, right?”

Eva nodded. “Of course... I didn’t want them running out... but how are we gonna tell Dad now... he just brought Oreo home and now we have...”

“What the hell?!” Antonio’s voice echoed back down the stairs.

“I think Dad just found out.” Diego hopped off the stool and ran upstairs.

Eva and Sylvie exchanged quick glances before taking off after Diego.

Antonio couldn’t believe his eyes. There in the middle of Eva’s room was a small bed with two tiny terrier puppies. Oreo was there sniffing at them. The trio that had remained in the kitchen was now standing in the doorway. Antonio turned to look at them. “What is this?!”

“Umm...”

Sylvie stepped forward. “Those are Salt and Pepper... and they were found in the park across the street...”

“We were going to tell you, Daddy... we swear... just after supper!” Eva exclaimed before rushing towards the puppies to check on them.

Oreo had decided to lay down right behind the pups and was keeping them warm.”

Antonio looked at the dogs then to his family. “Oh boy.”

“Dad... can we keep them, please?” Eva pleaded.

Antonio looked to his daughter. There hadn’t been many things she asked for in the last few years. He then looked at Diego and Sylvie. The looks on their faces told him that if he said no, he’d break all three of their hearts. He walked over to the puppies and looked at them. “Found them in the park?”

“Well... we found salt... Dr. Choi found Pepper and when Sylvie asked him to come check on Salt... he said that they should be together because their siblings and all...” Eva rambled.

Antonio laughed. “I see.”

“Dad... they’re terriers... they don’t get big... Eva and I did a lot of research and we’ve been taking turns feeding them and stuff...” Diego jumped in.

Antonio looked to Sylvie. “Anything you’d like to add?”

“Other than your children are happy and the puppies aren’t a huge inconvenience... and Oreo seems to like them.”

Antonio sighed. “Okay... well... the Dawson clan just grew some more... It’s now Eva, Diego... Sylvie and three dogs with me... well... Let’s bring these pups downstairs and we’ll finish making supper. I’m not about to take this away.” He hugged both kids before going back to Sylvie.

“Thanks, Dad!” The kids exclaimed, each grabbing a puppy. Oreo chased after them out of the room.

Antonio wrapped his arms around her. “So, you had nothing to do with this?”

“I’m completely innocent... just... know that Eva and Diego have told me that their happier now than since before the divorce... I think that’s what matters.”

“Mmm.” He kissed her.

“So... you said I’m part of the Dawson clan?” Sylvie asked.

“Always... I love you... and who knows... maybe one day I’ll just make it official.”

Sylvie gaped at him. “Antonio...”

Antonio didn’t give her a chance to say anything else, he took off down the hall and back down the stairs. Sylvie stood there in shock. One day, maybe she’d Sylvie Dawson, but for now she had to go and make sure her boyfriend and the kids didn’t burn down the kitchen.

A/N: Well... I hope you enjoyed this Anon! I will continue to write Brettonio fics... I haven’t given up on them and I won’t be giving up on them anytime soon. I will get to the other requests... just need to get some of the make up ideas I have done first! Cheers and long live Brettonio! Love always, Nicole

#Brettonio #Sylvie Brett #Antonio Dawson #Chicago Fire #Chicago Justice #Chicago PD #One Chicago #comedy #family

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Falling Over - Chapter 32

“How’ve you been taking care of my little girl so far? No trouble too bad yet I’m assuming?” He asks and Lauren sees Camila flush behind him but judging by his voice he isn’t implying anything. “Sinu has updated me after every call that I haven’t been there for and I know things are getting tough so let me know if you need anything at all okay? And call me Ale okay? I feel weird going by sir,” he chuckles and Lauren forces a laugh back still nervous.

“Yes, yes of course Ale right, and I don’t think we need anything really, I’m doing my best to keep her safe and things are inevitably getting more serious but it’s nothing we can’t handle,” she promises and he smiles at her, Camila nodding to her over his shoulder and aiming her eyes towards the stairs.

“Papa I’m going to bring Lauren to unpack okay? We’ll be down in a few?” Camila explains turning around and grabbing Lauren’s hand easily and with an “of course” from Alejandro she pulls Lauren towards the stairs and up to her room, the older girl carrying both of their duffle bags because Camila claimed she tore a muscle and couldn’t lift.

It’s been almost week since the ruined date and almost a week since the two finally made things official between them. Things have been good for them as a couple. Meaning they’ve had zero disagreements and a million cuddles. Things with Dorothy on the other hand have been shaky to say the least. The nightmares hadn’t occurred the night after her mirror incident, but that was because she had barely slept. Camila had been so restless that her mind didn’t settle down enough to go through the nightmare.

However it had been more than one night and since then the nightmares have increased to a point that both girls are living on a few hours of sleep a night. Lauren hated it. Not because she was tired but because seeing the bags under Camila’s eyes made her feel extremely guilty despite her inability to do anything.

“So you’ve been in here once before I think?” Camila asks as she pushes her bedroom door open and holds it for Lauren before shutting it so they have some privacy. “Luckily the bed is a queen now and not a twin, I had one for most of high school and as much as I love cuddling with you, I prefer cuddling on a bigger space,” Camila explains and Lauren blushes slightly as she drops her duffel bag onto the ground by the bed and sits down.

“Good, we need room to cuddle with how we’ve been sleeping lately,” Lauren comments, eyes scanning over the room before falling back to meet Camila’s tired face. She still looks beautiful, more beautiful than anyone Lauren’s seen before and the fact that she’s hers makes Lauren giddy. “C’mere,” she instructs, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching a hand out to summon Camila over to her like she does often when they get a chance to cuddle.

Camila smiles as big as she can and makes her way over to Lauren who guides Camila to straddle her lap and hug onto her as tight as her arms can. There’s nothing sexual about it, lately they’d found themselves in this position more often than before. Camila had reblogged something about it on her tumblr, about being held and secure and just hugged in this position and Lauren wants Camila to feel as safe as she can possibly make her, so as soon as Lauren noticed the reblog she initiated the position. It was also a good way to be as comfortable as possible even when not sleeping. Camila was tiny so Lauren didn’t have to struggle to hold her and she was warm and she smelled really good all the time so this position wasn’t bad for Lauren either. She was the one who was supposed to be protecting Camila but with the girl in her arms Lauren felt just as protected as she knew Camila did. Everything about Camila’s presence was intoxicating in the best of ways.

“How are you holding up right now Camz?” Lauren mumbles into her girlfriend’s hair after a few moments of silence in which they just hold each other passes. They’re content in the feel of each other and small moments like this that aren’t forced are a treasure in any relationship, but especially in one that relies so much on comfort and trust in one another.

They don’t talk while they sit and that may be one of the most refreshing things. It just proves that not only do they not have to talk to feel secure with each other, but also that they can be with each other and still feel as comfortable as they do when they’re alone. Both girls had always been more introverted than not. Probably because of how much they’d had to go through together with their ghosts and pasts but also because of other random factors that have added up.

The point is that both Lauren and Camila had never thought they’d find somebody that they love enough to replace their alone time with them. It wasn’t that they were against finding somebody but there isn’t anything wrong with enjoying your own company and both girls did. They had always preferred to be reading or sleeping or writing or anything alone really, but now that there is an option to be with each other they don’t have to think twice before choosing that. The two have a good time together no matter what, from cuddling like this, to watching netflix and joking around, to making out, to getting food and marathoning Grey’s, they can spend unmeasurable amounts of time together without getting bored of the other, and if they get bored of the topic they move on.

“Hmm,” Camila hums into Lauren’s neck after a moment of silence between them and moves so her legs are wrapped more tightly around Lauren’s waist. “I’m ehh,” she mumbles and Lauren smiles because Camila is so adorable but then stops because she remembers that she’s asking the girl if she’s okay based on her lack of sleep.

“You wanna try to nap or anything? We have about…” Lauren trails looking across the room for Camila’s alarm clock, “two hours before your other family and the girls get here so maybe we can put on some netflix and cuddle?” she suggests and Camila is still burrowed into her like a puppy but she knows the other girl is listening, “I’m sure your parents will understand that you need some more rest, okay?”

Camila thinks about it for a minute, kind of wanting to spend time catching up with her parents but knowing she has the rest of the week for that and that Lauren is right and rest is needed. Plus even if she wasn’t tired, who was Camila to turn down cuddling with Lauren Jauregui and watching Netflix? Especially since Lauren was whipped and would let her pick the show.

“Yeah that sounds good,” Camila replies after her thoughts are clear and then pulls away from Lauren slightly so she can lock eyes with the raven haired beauty. “I’ll go tell my mom, you set up the shows okay?” Camila says and reluctantly stands from her girlfriend’s lap turning to grab the remote to hand to Lauren, knowing Lauren knows what show Camila wants.

“You want any food while I’m down there?” she asks once she reaches the door, turning to face Lauren who’s in the middle of stripping her jeans because who the fuck cuddles in jeans? “Damn it maybe I should just let my mom wonder where I am,” Camila continues as she lets her eyes rake over Lauren’s legs shamelessly and shoots the girl a wink playfully.

“Ha ha. Very funny Camz,” Lauren dead pans as she throws her jeans at Camila who catches the in one hand with a smug smirk. “I’m good on food, maybe a drink though?”

“Okay babe, I’ll be right back then.”

They spend the next few hours curled up together watching Friends of course, hot cocoa mugs drained after three refills from an overly friendly Sinu. Camila knew that Sinu was just continuously coming back in to make sure Lauren wasn’t defiling her daughter, especially after the teasing her mother had done when she told her that her and Lauren were planning to stay in bed until company came over.

They don’t sleep for obvious reasons but just lying together with Netflix on was enough to get both of the girls a little more rested than they had been after the awful nightmare Camila had had the night prior. So by the time they hear the commotion downstairs and know that their peace is ending, they’re happy they’ve managed to do this before eating Thanksgiving dinner.

“There my two favorite Cuban girls are!” Dinah shouts barging into the room and smiling brightly at the two girls that hadn’t yet had a chance to get out of each other’s embrace. “Oh god we’re walking in on something Mani fall back!”

“Dinah chill out, you’re not,” Camila groans out as she rolls to face the girls who had burst into her room unannounced, happy that they hadn’t walked in on anything like they would’ve had they come ten minutes ago. She’s about to scold Dinah more but is pleasantly surprised to see a familiar face behind the tall girl and squeals as she shoots out of bed and launches herself to hug the new member. “Ally!” she screams and the small girl is grinning back as she envelopes her in her arms.

Lauren recognizes the name immediately and smiles as she watches the interaction, knowing that Camila had missed her other old friend since she reconnected with Normani and Dinah.

Camila had told her already so she was unsure of what to expect, but so far Ally definitely fit the physical description of short and adorable. Of course Camila’s description was probably about from when they were like eleven but it still works because Ally looks like a little ball of sunshine.

Camila had been asked last minute if Ally could come down for Thanksgiving with her family since Normani and Dinah had already decided that’s what they’re doing and Ally was hoping to just follow their lead. Camila had taken a total of zero seconds to respond an enthusiastic definitely and continued to vent about how excited she was to catch up with Ally in person since the constant texting they had been doing clearly wasn’t working. Lauren thought it was adorable that Camila was so enthusiastic about her friendships and loved that her girl was getting to spend time with people she cared about, especially after missing them for years of her life.

After a few moments of squealing from both smaller girls and laughing from the others, Camila pulls back with a huge grin and turns to face Lauren who had been patiently waiting with a cute smile covering her perfect face.

“Lo, this is Ally, you know that by now though I’m assuming,” Camila says as she gestures to Ally and Lauren switches her eyes and sits up to offer the girl a wave (still not wearing pants so Lauren decides to stay under the covers until she has to move). “And Ally, this is my girlfriend Lauren, the ghosty one I talk about,” Camila finishes with a bright smile on her face at being able to introduce Lauren that way. Lauren mirrors the smile at Camila once she greets Ally whose face brightened in shock but satisfaction at hearing that they’re dating.

“Wait hold up - girlfriend?” Dinah finally breaks the two smiling girls gaze with her words and Lauren can’t help but let out a laugh at Dinah’s tone, “well damn I know my ship didn’t set sail without their captain knowing.”

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