#oh my gosh I'm gonna have to make a part two
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Kitchen Confessions | 18+ Only
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Pairing: Loki x f!reader
Words: 2179
Warnings/Content: fluff followed by smut, reader and Loki are roommates, argument (almost like a banter), mutual pining, idiots who won't confess their love to each other, frustrated love confessing??, p in v, creampie, kissing, nicknames (love, sweetheart, darling), oral (fem receiving), loki gives soft dom vibes??
Summary: You give Loki some silent treatment.
"Fine, I don't care about you," he says casually, with that same challenging face he always carries whenever he talks to you, asking you to react to him, argue with him. But this time, his words actually gashed.
Did he really not care? Did he actually just see you as his roommate and nothing else all this time?
There was always some chemistry and some spark between you two, and you were aware it was always more than that. That understanding between you two, that flirting, being protective of each other, you were no stranger to it that you two used to behave like couples most of the time.
But today, in this heated argument you two just had, when he said those words, it did feel as if he meant that.
You frown slightly and look him in the eyes before turning around and heading to the kitchen, not wanting to talk to him in the slightest.
He watches you leave in front of him and head to the kitchen while he stands in the living room. He can't believe you actually fell for his act of not caring. He sits down on the couch with an agitated expression on his face. You will go back to normal after a while, he knew that, as you always did after every banter.
It had been hours now, you had not even spoken a word to him. Leave that, not even glanced at him. You were ignoring his presence. And he was hating that. You were going around the house doing your business, making yourself some food, and keeping your bedroom clean.
Gosh, you didn't even come to lay on the couch beside him to watch some television today.
Now you were in the kitchen again, and he could make out you were trying to find yourself an evening snack. He decides to join you in the kitchen, his annoyance at your avoidance was growing, and he was getting very tempted to go over and pull you back beside him and keep you there.
Your back was turned to him as you were facing the kitchen counter. You felt his presence near you but decided not to look at him and continued making your light sandwich.
He walks over to you and speaks in a slightly irritated tone, forcing it, as a part of him wanted to just wrap his arms around you and pull you close. "What's the issue? Why are you avoiding me?"
You don't look at him.
"Oh for the sake of-" he grabs your arm and turns you to face him. "Why have you been avoiding me?"
As if he doesn't know. The heights of this man.
To his relief, you finally look up at him and speak in a low tone, "I don't want to talk to you." He leans in pretty much face to face and speaks softly, his words carrying a bit of irritation. "I am starting to get annoyed."
"You're always annoyed. Nothing new." you reply.
A small smile forms on his face as you say this and he sighs as he can't stay serious anymore. The way you argue and complain is almost endearing to him and he cannot help it. His irritation finally gives it's way and his eyes lock on you.
"You are quite perceptive aren't you?" he says trying to hide his smile.
"Yes I am." you say, giving him a challenging look.
He stares at your lips then back at your eyes. "I have other emotions as well, you know that right?"
"Hmm…doesn't look like it."
He tries to suppress a small smirk as he speaks. "You think all I'm capable of is being annoyed and angry?"
"Yeah."
His smirk grows as he speaks softly, getting a bit closer. "Guess you are gonna have to see more of my emotions then…"
You slightly gulp as he gets closer but keep your guard. "Which…is probably not possible…"
He chuckles softly, "Who said it's not possible?"
"I did." you say and before he could get even closer, you turn around to face the kitchen counter again. Loki rolls his eyes and grabs your waist and pulls you back as he speaks in a more firm tone now as if he's trying to get his point across.
"You can't tell me what I'll do or how I feel, sweetheart." He grabs your wrist with other hand and pulls your body more tightly into his as he pushes his chest into yours.
"Yeah, but I can guess…" You say looking at him but regretting it a second later when you notice how close his face is, making your heart beat faster.
Meanwhile Loki cannot deny that you have a point. He starts to get flustered as he notices you breathing heavily and that you both are in an intimate stance that he cannot ignore. He looks at you with longing eyes and you can see that his body language was getting quite comfortable with yours. You look at his lips then shyly look away, rolling your eyes a bit to show you're still in the argument.
Getting frustrated with your avoidance, he does the only thing he knows how to do that might provoke a reaction from you: he grabs your jaw and turns your face to him, pulling you close. He leans close so that his lips are just a few inches away from you. He breaths softly on your face and looks at your lips before speaking in a soft and quiet tone."If you are avoiding me because you want me, then it's working."
Staring at him a bit surprised he figured you out, you say nothing.
Still holding you tight he leans even closer, his eyes now fixed on your lips as he speaks in a silky voice. "You are not gonna avoid me forever. I'm not going to let you..." He finally gives in and kisses you softly on the lips, his one hand keeping you tightly against him.
You both continue making out passionately against the kitchen counter.
After a few seconds he pulls away, looking at your face and stroking your flicks out of your face. "Do you have any idea how frustrating it was just watching you walk away like that and not being able to say I want you so badly? Your body language and how close you get to me sometimes....the way you're avoiding me, all it does is make me yearn to have you more. How can you think that's gonna make me ignore you? Your beauty is so exquisite and you think I don't care about that?"
"You-" you try to think of another complaint against him but his words get to you and a blush forms on your cheeks. The way you're blushing make it really difficult for him to stay infuriated.
"Do you have any idea what it does to me when you act this way? You are driving me crazy by making me want you more than ever. It makes me want to do all sorts of things to you." He says, not even believing himself he is confessing this. He pauses as he bites his lip, not sure he can resist his strong desire to grab you and take it to the next level.
"A-all sorts of things…?" you look up at him blushing.
So all this time this man was hiding these feelings? What an actor.
"All sorts of things. You don't even want to know what I would do to you if I were your boyfriend." You felt your heart coming out of your chest with this one. You look down shyly, not knowing how to reply to him anymore as you've been proven wrong that he doesn't care about you.
"Look at me. Tell me right now that you don't feel the same way. Tell me you don't want me to touch you and I'll stop." You look up at him and your eyes give him the obvious answer.
Face flushed with your admittance, he speaks softly as he stares into your eyes, "That's it, that's all I needed." He give your waist a squeeze and speaks, "Now let me show you just how much I wanted you all this time…"
He holds you by your waist tight as he leans in and begins making out with you passionately, he doesn't hold back or show you any restraint, his hands stay on your waist and he only pulls you tighter to his body.
There is a mix of dominance and passion in the way he makes out with you and he only continues to grow more passionate with each second.
As you're making out he slowly turns you so you're facing the couch behind you. He continues making out with you as he slowly bends down a bit and picks you up so that he's holding you in his arms. He's still holding you by the waist while he slowly starts walking towards the couch, still making out with you passionately.
He puts his hands beneath your skirt and squeezes your ass before setting you on the couch. Holding him by the shirt, you pull him onto you as you groan into the kiss. He puts his hand under your skirt and pulls down your delicate panties, his tongue still entwined with yours.
He retreats from your lips, planting tender, lustful kisses around your cheeks, jaw and earlobe. Your fingers stray across his smooth shirt, brushing across his firm chest. His erection was palpable through his pants, he leans in to get between your legs, on your pubic mound.
You squeal as he puts his lips around your earlobe and gives it a tiny bite.
"Admit it," he murmurs while reaching down to have his time with your neck.
"W…what…" you say in a voice filled with ecstasy.
"Admit that you wanted me all this time too, and I wasn't imagining it." He says this, and you feel the tip of his tongue roaming up your neck.
"L-loki," you moan, clutching his shirt tightly.
"Norns… just admit it." He says it loudly, and his teeth nip at your skin, and you squirm.
"I…I admit I wanted you…" You bite your lip.
Gosh, you wanted him in already.
"Loki…"
"Patience, sweetheart." He whispers while taking his time to take off your top and pulling up your bra to expose your hardened nipples. He takes one of your nipples in between his teeth and lightly pulls at it, making you whimper. He gives your nipple a lick before leaning down and lifting your legs, along with your skirt, to fully reveal your clit to him.
"So...pretty..." he remarks, removing his share of clothes while keeping his gaze fixed on your hole.
You become even more excited to have him inside you as he shows you his erection. You had no idea when your hand reached down and into his silky hair as he leaned down to kiss your clit while holding your thighs firmly in place. He kisses your hole, teasing it, teasing it so much that it made you a needy, moaning mess.
"Loki…please…" you almost beg. He pulls away and looks at you.
"Ready for me already, love?" You nod, and he cups your face and places a kiss on your lips for a second, then pulls away to take hold of his massive cock and slowly enter your hole.
You whimper and look at his face, then his bare shoulders, and hold your hands out to hold on to him, but instead he grabs both of your hands and pins them down on the couch.
"Stay still. No touching." You let out a whine and he buries his cock further inside you as if shutting you up. He moves his hips against your body at a steady pace, occasionally leaning down to kiss your lips or bite your neck. He was increasing his speed randomly and then slowing down, torturing your sweet cunt.
"I almost feel sorry for you…" he says, grabbing hold of one of your breasts and kissing your cheeks while his cock thrashes against your pussy.
"Ahh…mm…" You moan, and his hand squeezes your breast.
He was now moving his body almost brutally fast, and you can feel yourself drawing nearer. He gives you a sidelong glance while grinning.
"You want to come, darling?" You avert your gaze to him, open your eyes, and hum in agreement.
"Come darling…come over my cock…" he growls the last part while slamming his balls near your asshole.
"Ahh…fuck…Loki!" You yelled feeling his juices pouring inside you.
Gritting his teeth, he leaned on your body, letting go of your wrists and breathing heavily, your chests touching and you could feel his weight on you.
He inhales sharply and glances at you and your physique, admiring your form. You continue to breathe heavily while beaming at him.
"Now you will know what things I would do to you now that I am your boyfriend." He says as he stoops down to kiss your cheek.
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Find you someone who looks at you like Hobie looks at Miles~
#oh my gosh I'm gonna have to make a part two#he's looking at miles#flowerpunk#punkflower#hd#screenshots#my posts#so cute#atsv#staring#good#palms#bet this doesn't even do anything#I want to be in a band#hehehe#what'd i say ey?#i was this cool the whole time#cool the whole time#source
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strawberry bliss (nsfw)
the part 2 to strawberry sweet ❤️
summary: miguel loves using his strength on you ;)) and this little snippet of you guys watching a replay of his recent game shows just that, with some sweet lil fluff and playful banter :)) and then miguel fucks u so good he hits your factory reset and you go back to being a lil shy babie around him oh no :3
tw: he also finds out you have a daddy kink, mention of shane dawson (derogatory), mention of physical violence (bros a wrestler what did you expect), overstimulation, a bit of breeding kink, heavy praise kink, a bit of humiliation but on the sweet side
A/N: this takes place about a year or so after strawberry sweet, where miguel and reader are in an established relationship and make quippy cute banter with each other
A/N # 2: pls reblog so we can turn more ppl into whores 💖
💕 hope you enjoy!
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"BABYY THE COMMERCIALS ARE OVER!"
Miguel runs from the bathroom and meets you in the kitchen, you with the tray of strawberry drinks squealing as he tickles your waist.
"AHH IT'S GONNA SPILL!!!" you scream, and he backs off, smiling as you regain your balance.
You balance the smoothie cups on the tray and move forward, but Miguel blocks your way.
"M'scuse me, I have a game to watch," you pout up at him, but he doesn't budge.
"Mister, my boyfriend will be very angry if he finds out I'm late to the game >:( "
"Aww, such a shame, pretty girl... can't I just get a little kiss?"
"Let me through!"
"Can't, hermosa, you gotta say the password right up against my lips~ the password is mwah mwah mwah i love you miguel you're so handsome miguel~"
"You're cheesy," you roll your eyes, and he laughs as you set the tray down in front of the bed facing the TV. "I want the old Miguel back, he was cute and he had actual rizz."
He slumps against the couch. "The Miguel that was a total pervert over your old smoothie girl uniform?"
"Oh my gosh, I totally forgot about the uniform!" You giggle. "I hated it. Did you know on my first day they gave me a size too small and they had the audacity to try and gaslight me by saying I got fat?"
"Fucking weirdos," he pulled you into his arms, your back against his chest." Glad I got you out of that mess, mm?"
"It was just one mess into another, Mig, you made me your sugar baby," you tease, and his face scrunches up.
"Bebita, I may be rich but I'm not your sugar daddy. I'm just two years older than you."
"But think about it, I was sixteen when you were eighteen! Like- that's two years but the maturity difference is huge! That's creepy, Miguel. You wanna go to jail?"
"Ay, por dios. We're in our twenties, we met in our twenties. End of discussion. And I've already been to jail. Twice."
"What?!"
"Ay! ay! end of discussion. The match is starting," he pinches your nose then turns to watch the TV just as the host's opening spiel ends. Miguel feels you sit up in his grip when the crowds on the TV cheer as he comes up on screen, flashing a grin to the audience.
"Ew, who's that?" you mumble, cheeks stuffed with popcorn and Miguel snorts, rolling his eyes.
"That's me, your boyfriend, the guy who's gonna absolutely obliterate downgraded Shane Dawson in about..." he snaps his fingers just as his opponent comes out on screen. "Fifty-eight seconds."
"I really don't see the resemblance, Miggy, you're just being a bully."
"Y'know," he pulls you closer, absentmindedly kissing your neck as he feels you squirm in his hold. "I don't get how you let the physical violence slide but I compare some white guy to Shane Dawson and you call me a bully."
Your face heats up a little, and you turn away, mumbling shyly. "C-cause you look really badass when you throw them around like that... "
"Mmm?" he teases, nuzzling his nose in your neck. "I do?"
He feels you freeze up and chuckles, his hands trailing down to your thighs.
"Y-yeah," you whisper... "a bit..."
"Oh, and you like how strong I am, hmm? Is that what it is?"
It's cute how you shake your head and brush his hands away to turn up the volume on the TV, when he just goes right back to kneading your breasts and riling you up.
"Querida, you gotta answer me, y'know I can't understand you when you mumble like that~"
"What was the question?" you mumble, looking up at him with what he knows for sure are the most adorable bunny eyes he's ever fucking seen.
"I said," he nibbles down on your ear with a little growl, "do you get off like a cute little bunny when I show off? Is my baby that kinky~?"
" I-I... maybe..." you twitch as his fingers toy with your nipples. "Miggy, please..."
"Please what baby? Please stop or please give me more?"
Miguel knows the answer, obviously. It's just that he can't get over the fact that he landed the prettiest girl with the cutest stutter when she's nervous.
"Please..." you whisper.
He chuckles against your ear, leaning in and lowering his voice just the way he knows you like it, especially when he's buried all the way inside you.
"Please what."
The tiniest gasp comes out of your lips. "Please... please f-fuck me... please?"
Before you can even finish, you're over his shoulder and on the bed as he kisses everywhere on your face, growling at the inconvenience of the fact that he cant hold you still and fondle your chest at the same time.
"M-Miguel..." you whimper, twitching in sensitivity. "You're always teasing me..."
"Oh?" he mocks you, flipping you over on your stomach and gripping your hips, leaning in real slow to drawl darkly in your ear. "I'm the tease here? When you're shaking your little ass all over me? You rile me up like this and expect me not to fuck you the way you deserve? hmm?"
"S-Sorry..." you mumble, and Miguel laughs breathily, having the time of his life making you all shy and embarrassed.
"S'okay, baby, you just gotta make up for it, yeah?"
With a playful swat to your ass, he rips off your shorts and his fingers tease your folds through your panties.
"Miguel..."
"Yes...?" he kisses the arch in your back, smirking when your thighs tremble.
"Please hurry..." you gasp.
"Don't worry baby, you'll be asking me to slow down real soon~"
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His favorite sight of all time is you underneath him, with that blissed out look on your face and your chest heaving as he fucks every choked breath out of those pretty lips.
"Fuck, bebita," he whispers. "Creaming all over my fingers like the cute little plaything you are?"
You whimper, closing your thighs shakily, but his free hand just forces your legs apart and he curls his two fingers in you, tickling your pussy and making his hand even wetter.
"Hmm? What did you say?" Miguel mumbles close to your ear, and makes sure that at the precise moment you try to speak he speeds up his fingers, making your words melt away in warm red pleasure as more juices coat his fingers.
"S'too much..."
"Bebita, you asked for this," he whispers darkly. "We're not even halfway done."
You mewl out his name and turn your head to the side. He takes it as an opportunity to bite down on your neck and relish in the high-pitched pleasure drunk squeal that forces out of you as your little pussy sucks in his fingers.
"Shit. I can't take it anymore," he grumbles, his fingers moving even faster as he leans closer, forcing you flat against the bedsheets as you moan and cream all over his fingers like a cute little bunny, just too pleasure-drunk to utter even a word.
"Come for me baby," Miguel almost begs. "Come for me so I can fuck you the way I know you want me too, okay?"
You gasp at his dirty talk, and he laughs at the fact that you never stop getting shy when he says these things.
Or when your little pussy makes those wet noises when you're really really close.
"Fuck you're so cute," Miguel grins, licking the tears falling from your hazy eyes. "So sweet, letting me do whatever I want with you~ Come for me, gatita, you know you want to~"
Your moans make him grin and he thumbs at your sensitive little bud. His teasing sends you over the edge and you gasp and whimper, clinging onto him as he helps you through your third orgasm.
When you come down from it, Miguel is smirking down at you, and licking his fingers clean of your juices, humming lowly as his tongue traces his long fingers sensually.
"Wanna taste it right off your pretty pussy baby," he whispers, making you blush. "But I'll save that for later~"
He really means he'll save it for when you're too fucked out to close your pretty legs around his head.
Miguel kisses your hips as he flips you over again, tracing his rough hands over your ass and thighs, making you shiver and mumble something he almost can't hear.
"Daddy..."
His wandering hands freeze.
He grins.
"What was that?" he teases.
Your breath stutters.
"What- I-"
He leans in dangerously close, pinning you down on the bed with your ass right against his throbbing hard cock.
"What did you just call me?" he drawls, and you whimper.
"I-I called you Daddy," you bury your head in the pillows. "S-Sorry... if it makes you uncomfortable-"
Miguel thrusts his hips forward, sinking halfway into your wet, warm little cunt. The squelching of your little hole is nothing compared to the pure, unadulterated, sinful noise of pleasure that leaves your lips.
"Oh," Miguel groans. "That made me reallyfuckin' uncomfortable alright."
Your thighs shake as he sinks in really really slowly, making sure you feel every inch of him stretch you out.
"Say it again."
You gasp, tears forming in your eyes. "It's embarrassing..."
"Fuck, you really have to do all these things that make you so lovable, huh?" He groans, pulling your wrists and holding your arms behind your back. "Got the cutest little face, the cutest little pussy, and you always got these little kinks that make you so cute~"
He starts moving his hips, making you slur out his name and clench around him.
"My cute little milkshake girl, doing all these cute things for me and no one else," he whispers, and you nod helplessly,
Miguel runs his hands up and down your waist, making you sigh and whimper into the pillows.
"Wanna repeat what you said? No one's around, baby, just you and me. No need to be shy~"
"Daddy..."
"Fuck, you really are such the perfect little cutie, aren't you?" Miguel teases, pounding you harder.
It's music to his ears when you finally get to that stage of it, just uncontrollably whimpering and moaning and making all these noises of pleasure as you let him do whatever he wants to you.
"C'mon, say it again, another time won't hurt~"
"Such a t-tease..." you whine, and he chuckles fondly, pressing a kiss to your sensitive neck.
"Sorry, baby, not my fault you're so fucking adorable," he groans, shuddering when you clench down on him. "Daddy's close, baby, wanna come with me? Feel good together, hmm? Can you even understand me you dumb little baby?"
Miguel coos as you take in high-pitched breaths and gasps. Your tiny fists clench the sheets shakily, and your thighs thump helplessly with every thrust of his hips.
"Come back to me, baby," he whispers as his thrusts get sloppier. "Help me out one list time, kay? Wanna be my good girl?"
"Mhm..."
"Ah," he laughs. "Daddy broke his pretty baby so bad? Sorry, gatita, you just feel too good. Let's come together, okay? I'll get us there, baby~"
You whimper loudly one last time, creaming helplessly around his cock. Miguel pins your back down onto the bed, leaning in and growling right against your ear as his orgasm takes over as well, making sure you take every bit of his cum inside you.
The twitching of your thighs finally slows as Miguel pulls out, turning you onto your back and lightly running his hands up your thighs, waist, and breasts, kneading them softly and eliciting a whine from your lips.
"So sensitive," he pinches your nipple, making you gasp. "But I'll keep my hands to myself... for now."
You blush at those words, nuzzling into his neck as he chuckles at your bashfulness.
"Didn't know my good little girl had a Daddy kink. So cute," he whispers. "Got the sweetest little baby all to myself~."
Miguel brushes his lips against yours, smiling when he tastes a hint of strawberry,
His second favorite sweet thing in the goddamn world.
"Oh, baby~" he coos. "You felt so fucking good. Can we go again, gatita?"
You whimper, twitching helplessly, and blushing at the feeling of his fingers toying with the cum trickling down your thighs.
But you don't say no.
#atsv miguel#miguel o'hara#miguel o'hara smut#miguel o’hara smut#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel spiderverse#miguel spiderman#miguel x reader#spiderman 2099#clndstnlki's strawberry sweet saga
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how do you think Hazbin Hotel characters would react to a demon with butterfly wings?
The main Hazbin cast x Butterfly demon reader
Part 2 >
A/N: This wasn't really specific with what charas specifically, so I'm just doing the main cast. I'll do a part 2 with more characters, though, if it's wanted (sorry)
Reader's wings are written as colourful and proportionate to their body, so they are pretty big.
Realised there's a 10 image limit per post, which is bs. Isn't how i normally would have liked it to be aesthetically bc of that 👎
Cw: Sfw, slightly suggestive stuff in Angel's, reference to decapitation and cannibalism 💀, kinda a bit angsty in Angel's and Vaggie's, gn! Reader
Charlie
- Charlie would be absolutely delighted by you, no doubt about it.
- She wants nothing more than to be in a place that's vividly colourful and (assuming reader is a somewhat colourful butterfly demon) you'd be that for her.
- She also probably just really really likes butterflies in general though, let's be real.
- I can imagine her just staring at your wings with absolutely starry eyes while complimenting them.
- "They're so pretty ohhh my gosh!"
- I imagine her being lightly jealous, she'd love to have wings like a butterfly.
- Would probably ask if she can touch, and look somewhat sad when told no due to how it would cause your scales to come off. (Assuming reader's wings are the same as normal butterfly wings)
- It may get somewhat uncomfortable if you don't like attention, she would definitely fixate heavily on them. Tell her to stop though and it's making you feel weird and she will tone it down though.
- If not, though, enjoy the attention you're gonna be getting from Charlie over them.
Vaggie
- Vaggie would likely be a bit uncomfortable about seeing demons with wings in general due to her history - let alone you with beautiful, delicate ones.
- I think she'd secretly be hiding some angst and jealously about your wings ngl.
- When she sees Charlie fawning over them though oh boy.
- Yeah she's not gonna be happy about them then. She doesn't blame you or anything for how she's feeling as it's her issue and she knows that, but it still hurts quite a bit - especially in the beginning.
- It gets less and less bad though the more she gets used to it, she kind of just becomes 'meh' about it - especially if you ask Charlie to stop being so gaga about them.
- When she gets her wings back, though, I think she'd come to think they are cool. A normal level appreciation though.
- I can half see you two helping each other out with your wings down the line if you two get closer though.
- There are some things that come with upkeep so wings don't become damaged and stuff, so the people who also have wings? Allies 100%.
Angel
- I'm gonna be fr, the first time your wings come out he's probably gonna be panicked due to his baggage.
- Especially if it happens when you're angry.
- He's probably gonna need reassurance you aren't gonna try hurt him tbh.
- As sad as it is, his trauma would definitely play a part in his initial perception of them.
- After he recovers a bit and stops immediately going into fight or flight and seeing you =/= Val though, the switch up is insane.
- He would be all over you about them.
- I can imagine him calling you a bunch of butterfly related petnames.
- If you remember the 'make those wings flap' comments he made about Husk, its gonna be that on a hundred.
- Even if it's just joking flirting about them, it's gonna be constant because he thinks they are beautiful and it's a lot of material considering you're a butterfly and he's a spider.
- I feel like he would touch them at some point without really thinking and pull his hand back to see your scales have rubbed off onto his hand and go ''oh shit.''
Husk
- I don't think he'd have much of a reaction to it at all - at least not initially.
- Of course he acknowledges that they are very pretty, but he won't comment upon it much at all unlike the others.
- Possibly may make reference to it when crafting bitter statements directed towards you, though.
- Down the line, if you grow closer to him, I can see him as actually being concerned about your wings.
- They are extremely eye-catching and unique for a being in hell, and due to that, it could lead demons to actively target you
- Whether with overt aggressive intentions to take your wings and sell them, or with more covert problems like you being scouted for modelling (ie. By Velvette)
- I can see Vaggie and you trying to set up a wing maintenance group and trying to include him in it. Him being vehemently against it to a level that's almost comedic.
- You eventually convince him even though he's complaining the whole way through it. (He is lying and actually enjoys it).
Pentious
- He wouldn't like them at all in the beginning.
- They're big and bulky and get in the way of everything, including him.
- The amount of times he's accidentally fallen due to 'tripping' on your giant ass wings is greatly irritating and embarrassing to him.
- Possibly thinks you keep trying to kill him by tripping him.
- Could also see his 'hair' (idk how to properly refer to it, haha), accidentally brushing up against your wings with how expressive it is and getting your scales all over him.
- Basically, he doesn't like them because he's clumsy but will take it out on you.
- I also get the vibe he'd be jealous because of how eye-catching they are.
- In his mind, if he had wings like that, then he'd surely have been acknowledged by the Vees in some way.
- If you change your habits with your wings to be conscious of him not being able to walk normally and start getting onto better terms, though, he will likely become appreciative of them and stop being so pissy about them.
- They are very cool looking to him, and once his poor attitude wears off about them, he'll come to admit that.
Alastor
- He'd actually be somewhat weary of you in the beginning.
- It's nature's law that creatures that do not bother to hide themselves are not to be messed with - especially in a place like hell of all places.
- When he sees that you just happen to be particularly colourful, he drops that, though.
- He'd honestly probably be thinking of what it would be like to eat a demon like you after confirming you are, in fact, not poisonous or dangerous at all.
- He doesn't much care all that much for the intrinsic beauty of things as long as they aren't utterly ugly, and as long as they aren't obnoxious and in your face.
- Depending on how bright and vibrant they are and how much attention you bring to them, he may actually dislike them.
- If not, though, he acknowledges they are nice to look at, but again, doesn't really care about them outside of theorising how they would be to eat.
- Would probably make comments about how he could "just eat your wings up," or ask you about how you taste just to try to freak you out.
Niffty
- When she sees them, her eyes grow wide in a mixture of surprise and awe. At the exact same time, an unhinged smirk spreads across her face.
- She then proceeds to leap at you, scissors or whatever sharp object is closest to her raised at your wings.
- She'd be absolutely trying to take a piece out of them for her 'collection' 💀
- You're gonna need medical attention after she's done with you because she's hellbent.
- Her obsessiveness over your wings would vary depending on your gender but either way, she'd be trying to get a piece of them for herself.
- Definitely abnormal level of appreciation of them in the absolute worst way.
- If you can get her to stop instantly trying to cut off parts of them, she's still constantly trying to touch them. You need to complain about your scales every damn time she tries to reach out to touch it without fail.
- it's like your wings are a beacon, and she's the insect gunning for it ironically.
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Could I request Neuvillette, Kaeya, Al-Haitham and Wriothesley with an s/o who makes plushies of them to cuddle?
It's not You, but it's still You
#genshin impact !
⌗:, a/n: mini them is gonna be so cute ! you guys are so creative with these asks like what
⌗:, pairings: otter, cryo abyss mage, smarty pants, & ex-convict w/ gn!reader (separately)
⌗:, warning: I changed their names in pairings because why not. + a lil but suggestive in wrio's part cause I've been in the mood to write smth like that 😳
— ୨୧ NEUVILETTE
The hands of the clocks seemed to ceaselessly turn. Pages after pages and files after files were being checked and approved by the Iudex. As soon as the clock struck to 6pm, the papers got closed with a thud and he made a beeline towards the office door. Not forgetting to bid farewell to Sedene, he walks, practically hopping towards your shared abode. Ah, he can't wait! to feel your warmth as you throw yourself at him once he enters the house.
After a short walk since your house is located quite close to the Court of Fontaine, he calls you, "Mon amour, I'm home" but is met with silence. He's not worried, yet not being able to hear your voice makes him rather confused since the house is never this silent. Rather than being inside your bedroom, you were snuggled up in his office chair in his work room. His large jacket covered most of you and it seems that you were cuddling....a plushie him?
You were awaken by the rather abrupt yet ferocious rain against the window sill. "why is it raining so?..." Oh, there he was, your gloomy boyfriend who just stared at the plushie in your hand with eyes that were filled with envy. Unknowingly, he was pouting, with his cheeks all puffed up and creases near his eyebrows. You looked once and twice at Neuvillette and at the mini Neuvillette in your hand. You burst out laughing since you couldn't control the laughter "oh my archons neuvi! what am I going to do with you if you act *wheeze* like this—" "dearest I don't see the reason why you must hold that close to you when you've very much got yourself an even bigger and a better and far more warmer than the one that you have..."
"alright alright fine" you indicated with your open arms that he was much welcome between them since the...former intruder has now been removed from its position. He kneeled down to your chest height and gently wrapped his arms around your waist. He snuggled into your chest all while purring as you scratched the top of his head in just the right positions. With a pleased sigh he whispers, "I'd argue that this is much better"
— ୨୧ KAEYA
Between your arms, by your bedside table and sometimes even between you two while you sleep! What! how long do you plan to torment him, the Calvarly Captain that everyone oh so sought! this is utterly unfair! No, it's not that he hates the plushie that you have made but he believes that access to parts like between your arms and on your lap, should be reserved for him and only him.
"Love, why is that with you?" he stared at the mini kaeya plushie beside you across the tavern table, eyes clearly showing his distate for it being able to be so so close to you. "Gosh Kaeya, don't you think you're being a little hostile so something which is quite harmless? What's gotten into you?". Kaeya would like to refute whatever you said. That has been the very reason why he hasn't been able to smell the scent of you on his cloak since you are always busy holding and travelling with that around.
So be it, he's going to go for the 'tit-for-tat' kind of way! He will also see how much you crave for his love and attention after he momentarily stops giving them to you. And just like that many nights pass by yet your spirit is as undying as ever while Kaeya is now as dry as a twig which desperately thirsts for water, which in his case is love. He barges quite rudely into the courtyard where you busy watering your plants looking dishelved. He strides over to you, picks you up on his arms ignoring your protests, flops you on the bed and cages you between his arms. "W-what's up with this sudd—" "Just stay quiet for a moment...please" with that you zip your mouth shut. His request wasn't rude and it did seem like he had lost all of his energy. You heaved a sigh at his childish behaviour but brushed it off since he really looked as if he was on the verge of breaking. "Don't do things like these again alright? I'll do whatever you want just...don't get jealous over a plushie". "Mhm.." that was the only thing kaeya said before he drifted off to comfortable slumber as he laid in your chest.
— ୨୧ ALHAITHAM
The way he stared daggers through the object supported by the lamp was so intense that it reached you who was rummaging through the book shelves in his office. Never in your time of serving as Alhaitham's secretary did you get to see or feel the way he was so enraged with something or someone. Look, it was alright if he was irritated by someone, but its a different story if he is irritated by an inanimate object.
"...I can feel your eyes seething with rage from this distance albi...". "What is the reason for it being here with us?" Arms crossed and cold, as if he was talking to a colleague regarding a problem in the Akademiya that needed the utmost attention. Well, to him that plushie of 'himself' was also equivalent to those agonizing problems. "Oh come on! it's so cute look at his tiny hands...wait are you actually trying to tell me that's its ugly and doesn't look like you that's why you hate it?" Sure the buttons looked crooked and the hair not quite similar to what he has but in no situation would he undermine your works that you have poured your heart to. "No habibi that's not what I meant..." Bullseye. You hit him right in the spot. He can't really keep his composure when you are sad or gloomy.
"Fine I apologise. I don't hate what you made but...I just wanted to spend some time alone with you...and have your...attention to me" the last sentence was barely above a whisper but it seems that he forgot the face that both you and him were alone in this big space where even the smallest of whispers become the ice-breaking sounds. "Aww was my baby jealous? oh you big child". It's not often that he gets jealous but when he does he looks really adorable. You can't really keep your lips from smooching all over his face and ruffling his hair.
— ୨୧ WRIOTHESLEY
He loves tea. Thus he loves tea parties as well. Whenever he has tea with you he keeps a spare cup, for a very special guest. A mini him in the form of a plushie. He adore this craftwork of yours since you made it with love for him with him in your mind. He loves you to the moon and back so anything that you make automatically gets his utmost love.
"Mhm...what tea is this? Looks like it's a new one" you asked him in a soft voice so as not to disturb the peaceful silence that lingers in his office. "You're correct, it's hibiscus tea. Siegwinne got it from Sedene when she was visiting Neuvillette for his daily checkup". "Ah, no wonder. It still tastes really delicious. Probably because you made it" you smirked attempting to tease him. "Heh I'm sure Wrio here also like it" indeed it is the name of the plushie you made. You were in the mood for being a little naughty today.
"Since he likes it, I'm sure he's busy relishing the taste of the tea so...I can have you all to myself now right?" you inched closer to him in an alluring yet amorous way. "Oh it looks like my dear here is in the mood for something that's a little more hot and steamy than the tea" "You know me well don't you your grace?". You lifted his face with your fingers in a gently hypnotizing way. "You make me weak yknow that? his slurred voice was an open invitation to continue your ministrations.
"Be careful. The tea might grow cold we can't keep this for too long now..."
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03: Barbie and the Giftshopist.
Steven Grant x f!bimbo!reader.
previous part. series masterlist. next part.
03. Everyday she wears pink.
(A/n: your feedback on the last chapter about me writing the moon knight system is so amazing tysm! i referenced mpgis here and more legally blonde. i wanna note that reader has been a lawyer for a couple years now and amazing at it 🤸♀️ btw update tags are open!)
warnings: mention of cock, swearing and cursing, mention of blood.
the cock line is from my bubs @ominoose ily
"This isn't just a date. This is a date!" You told yourself as you threw random articles of clothing behind you as you hunted for a specific dress.
You thought maybe you shouldn't wear pink. Maybe you have a pretty dress he hasn't seen you in.
You barely slept due to excitement.
The way he talked and looked at you made you swoon over him. Just thinking about makes you-
You squealed as your leg involuntarily kicked up. You blinked twice in confusion "That is so weird..."
Maybe you were horny.
"Oh gosh, not again. Bad leg!" you scolded your beautiful leg as it kicks up again "Down girl, down! No nasty thoughts about... about... about the hot neighbor across us- no!"
You almost moaned at the though of his lips against yours... You shuddered as you kept remembering the way he looked at you. You laid down in the pool of clothing as you imagined how your little lunch date will go.
As usual, you two walked out of your flat at the same time, discussing where the two of you were going for lunch.
"Wetherspoons..." you parked your pink corvette outside, looking at the flowers decorating the place. Your high heels clicked on the pavement as you walked inside, still in your pink work suit despite planning on changing.
It was a busier day than you thought, but of course lunch time is important.
Your eyes lit up as you spotted Steven, sitting up rather stiff "Stevie!" you smiled as you walked over to his table "Hi, so sorry I'm a bit late. Traffic and all."
But Steven looked back at you with such a loving look in his eyes "It's alright, love. I haven't been waiting long."
The truth is, he thought you weren't gonna show up.
"Have you ordered yet? Gosh, you must be starved." you opened the menu and browsed.
"I haven't." he shook his head, opening his menu as well.
"Cross examination was a success." you smiled "Next week's the next trial with the witness."
Steven didn't know what you were talking about, it was out of context "That's great!" he responded.
"So then he was like no and I was like, you are. Then he was like no but then I was like you are! And he was like, I kinda am. So long story short he's like, totally gay." you said as you looked at your compact mirror.
"Thank gosh I figured it out, because no way can he say my Chanel is so last season when his shirt is so last year. My client was totally bugging, but we figured it out and I, like, totally won that. How about you, Stevie? How's your day?"
Steven smiled back at you "T'was alright, love. Just the usual." he says sarcastically "Donna's been a real-"
"Excuse my language— Bitch? Cunt? Pain in the ass?"
He chuckles "Yes. A pain in the arse, love."
"She always sounds like she's giving you a hard time. You sure you don't want me to talk to her?"
"I don't think it's lawyer-worthy. It's really alright, love." Steven shakes his head "Just another typical day."
"Yeah, which can be classified as workplace abuse."
"Really. I'm fine."
You press your glossy lips into a thin line before sighing "Alright. But if you need someone to represent you in court, I'm your girl." you playfully winked at him.
Steven blushed before nodding "I'll keep you in mind then." a waiter comes up to the two of you and he began to order "-and a cocktail. Uh, how about you?"
"Um, I'll have the Soup of the Day with half a baguette, and Pasta Pomodoro with salmon. And— wait did you say a cocktail?" you blinked twice at Steven "I'll have a cocktail too, thank you."
You smiled at the waiter as he repeated the order to you two before walking away.
"Jeez, Stevie. It's only lunchtime." you giggled at him.
"I-I just wanted something strong."
"Work's really stressful, huh?"
"It really is." he sighed "Working late again tonight. But this uh lunch date is really cheering me up."
Your cheeks felt hot, making you smile "That's so sweet... tell you what, I'll pick you up from work tonight again. I'm working late too anyways."
It was Steven's turn to blush. His hand shakes with his head "You're way too nice. I don't wanna bother you. It's quite overwhelming too." even his ears turned red.
"Steven, you shouldn't turn away blessings." you winked as you giggled. Your cocktails were served just a few minutes later.
"I haven't had a cock in a while."
Steven felt his drink rush to his nose and he quickly grabbed a napkin. He coughs a few times before looking up at you.
"Oopsies, I meant a cocktail." you covered your mouth, smiling "Well, I mean... I haven't had that in a while either."
You took a sip of the drink and Steven stared at the lipstick mark left on the edge of the glass. You always wore a certain shade of lipstick, and it always drove him crazy.
There were times he'd imagine smudging your lipstick... in more ways than one.
After lunch, the two of you laughed as you drove to the museum. Steven just kept falling more and more into your wonderland of pink and diamonds. He stared at you with half-lidded eyes, listening to every word you said.
The thing about Steven is that he loves to ramble and talk a lot, and so do you. He knew you were perfect.
"-and I was like, thank gosh I talked her out of buying an orange chiffon scarf. It doesn't suit her spring tones at all! There's a fine line between terracotta and brown."
That evening, your pink corvette was parked outside of the museum, waiting patiently for Steven after a long day of reading case papers. You puckered out your lips to reapply some lipstick before popping and smiling at your reflection.
Your freshly manicured nails tapped on the steering wheel while humming a small tune.
Then suddenly someone knocks on your window.
"Steven?"
He looked like he was roughed up, red staining his clothes, but it's not his blood. It didn't even look like the same clothes he was wearing during your lunch date.
"Oh my gosh, Steven-"
...but that's actually not your main concern.
"-I told you, blue and black as a combo is a total crime against fashion. If it were me, I'd make it law." you groaned, opening the locks of your car "Get in."
His eyes widened but he doesn't respond, only taking the passenger's seat like you commanded.
"Oh, you have a little stain there." you pat the patch of blood using a pink handkerchief with lace trim and your name embroidered on the corner.
He continued to stare at you as you took his hand and placing your handkerchief on his palm "Here. You can give it back to me some other time because I seriously I need to take you shopping this weekend."
You thought maybe he's always tired after work, that's why he's so quiet, like yesterday.
"Maybe I can figure out your color palette so I know what looks best on you. Your shirts are cute, I'd have to admit, but some of them are... meh. No offense but some prints are worse than the last. OH! I know, we'll do a whole shopping day on the weekend. An hour or so won't cut it. I know it's your weekend off, but trust me when I say when your pretty neighbor's a fashionista, your life is gonna change."
Steven looks at you from the mirror's reflection before shifting his eyes towards the body— Jake. Unlike Marc's creepy silent behavior from the night before, Jake actually looks at you as you went on and on.
He even responds with small nods.
"Can we not make this a habit? First it's Marc pretending to be me in front of her, now it's you. I don't need your help with her. Can I please go in my own pace?" Steven tells Jake, but Jake shook his head in a not now kind of motion.
As Jake entered the apartment after waving goodnight to you, he's met with a poor attempt of a glare from Steven "Don't look at me like that, you wanted the girl so I gave it a push."
"I want to do this on my own. Marc doesn't want me to, I don't know about you, but I don't need help. Can I please do it my way? It's all I ask."
"Can you ask her out?"
Steven pressed his lips into a line before letting out a sigh "Give me the body. I'll... try."
"Alright, alright. You go on ahead."
Steven, now in control of the body, swung open the door and he sees you struggling to find your keys. You blinked twice before smiling at him "Hi again, Stevie. My keys are just- ugh, a lot." your keychains jingle as you tried to find the right key.
"Can we go on a date after shopping this weekend?" he blurts out quickly. Steven was red as a tomato "D-Dinner date."
Your eyes lit up and you felt the butterflies in your stomach again "I'd love that! I'll just- oh! I found my key!"
And you also found the key to your locked-up heart.
UP NEXT: the best weekend ever! a date with steven and a little breaking and entering 💅
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I just had this idea! Though um if you up for it. It can be NSFW. Its how the turtles will react to an innocent S/o who unknowingly made a naughty joke. She never makes these jokes as she had no idea how!. Also she had accidentally texted the joke!.
Well oops on her part👀
This be how they react after that almost awkward text chat when she arrives at the lair. Thats all i can think of for now. This is gonna be good. Work your magic!
Innocent Turned Naughty 🔥
Ohh, honey, I have been waiting for this! I decided to do it head cannon style, so we're going with that. I hope this to your liking. Some of these aren't really jokes, just messages that could go into two ways. Obviously they took it to the deep end because they're men. 😂
🔞 Warning 🔞 NSFW 18+ Only
Dirty talk and some crack because we all need humor. 👌🏻
Your turtle terrapin was relaxing in the lair when his phone buzzed at a random. He would usually do his favorite type of activity during these times, so relaxing on the couch was a new norm he would get used to.
When he opened the message, however, was when his eyes widened at the message you've just sent to him.
• "Wanna go to the dojo and give me a private lesson?"
• Mouth dropped, eyes wide
• Went complete shut down
• This poor man doesn't know what to do
• But he will admit that he's intrigued
• You are his innocent, little blossom. Why did that line made his heart race?
• He doesn't text back
• That man calls!
• When you picked up, however, you were all cheerful as ever.
• "You do realize what you have done, right?"
• Confusion on your end, until he told you about the message you've sent. You started panicking.
• "O-Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry! I was actually wanting to do some training since you have an off day. So I thought that you could teach me."
• Awkwardness falls.
• Leo rubbed his face, completely embarrassed about thinking of such things of you like this.
• "I apologize, blossom. I kind of went to the deep end." He chuckled nervously as he looked around the room, hoping no one heard their conversation.
• "Oh, no, you're fine! I mean," you paused as you brought up the last bit of courage you have. "I was actually like to have a lesson, if you know what I mean." He could hear that teasing tone, even though your voice wavered a bit.
• *Que Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen* Mother, I've just killed a man.
• He took in a deep breath, exhaled slowly. "I was going to let you off the hook but, since my little one wants to tease, I expect you down here in 20 minutes. Do you understand me?"
• He laughed when he heard you scurrying around your apartment. This is going to be fun.
• "Bench press me?"
• The man was shooketh to the core!
• Had to placr his phone down just so he could breathe.
• That text can go into different ways and he's thinking of the naughty kind.
• Oh, he can bench press you alright. He'll press you into a mating press, that's what he will do!
• Another vibration was heard and he looked the text. It was from you.
• "I'm so embarrassed. I just realized on what it sounds like and I'm so sorry!"
• He ain't having it. Oh, heck naw! You've poked the bear and you're gonna get the grizzly.
• Eat you up until there's nothing left, babe!
• He called you.
• "H-Hello?" You spoke with uncertainty. He hasn't responded until he called. You're a little nervous right now.
• "What kind of pressing are we talking about here? Cause all I'm thinking of is you, in a mating press, and you screaming my name until my brothers complain about the noise."
• You've just died happy.
• "Teach me some anatomy, love? 🥰"
• Donnie raised a brow as he read the message you've just sent.
• Anatomy, huh?
• "Which part of anatomy?" He replied back as he continued to read until you've messaged him back.
• "Reproductive system."
• His brain short suricated.
• "And the muscles and tendons. To see what they do if they go passed their limits."
• Oh, he's trying so hard not to go to the deep end. But it's hard to when the conversation is like this!
• He called.
• "Darling," he replied when you've picked up his call. "Re-read what you've just said to me."
• You were confused until you've spoke the message out loud. He can't help but smirk when he heard your voice being covered by your hands. "Now, to answer your question. I will teach you, but it's best if I could demonstrate. If you don't mind."
• He laughed when he heard you scream out away from the phone. Oh, this is entertaining.
• "Which type do you prefer? Sweet or spicy?"
• Mikey pondered in thought. "I like sweet!"
• "Sweet is nice, but I like to have some spicy. ^^"
• Oh, you all know where this is going.
• This man has a dirty mind, so don't be surprised when he replied something naughty in return.
• "Ooh, spicy, huh? I will definitely spice things up, if you know what I mean." He sent a smirking emoji after that.
• You were a blushing mess when he sent that smirk emoji.
• "That's not what I meant!" You replied with a blush.
• Mikey chuckled as he called you.
• When you answered however, he groaned deep from within his chest. "Angel, if you want spicy, I definitely got the spice! Come over here and have a taste!"
• But what shocks him was when you replied back.
• "Oh, really? You're big talk, baby. Give it to me then."
• Now it's his turn to blush. He didn't expect you to counter back like that.
• "Come over and I will!" He challenged.
• He could hear keys and a door slam. Oh, you're serious!
• Let's just say the man rushed to his room and done a quick clean up.
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Joey B Imagines: The Best of My Love
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Summary: A sweet Valentine's Day surprise trip from your boyfriend Joe turns into one of the most important days of your life.
(Part one to - Part 2)
Warnings: pure sickening fluff
Pairing: Joe Burrow x reader
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February 13th, 2024
(y/n’s pov)
Waking up on the day before Valentine’s Day alone in bed is never fun, especially when it's just 4 days after Joe and I’s 7th anniversary as a couple. The reason the day before was special was that Joe and I were celebrating today, Joe said he was super busy tomorrow with foundation stuff and we needed to celebrate today.
Joe had already told me last night that he was still going to work out this morning but instead would opt for our home gym. Still, the last thing I'd want to do is bother him.
Spending the alone time wisely, I didn't stay in bed too long and took a relaxing shower. Afterward, I did my normal skincare routine and put some light makeup on.
Once that was finished the next step was slicking my hair back into a tight bun and getting dressed.
As of right now, Joe and I don't have plans to leave the house so I put some leggings on and grabbed my favorite one of Joe’s sweatshirts, and put it on.
It was his pink Nike sweatshirt that was my favorite one ever since I hugged him when he wore it for the first time. It was so soft so I've been stealing it out of his laundry since.
After brushing my teeth and making the bed, I went downstairs to make breakfast.
To my surprise, when I walked into the kitchen there was already a whole spread of breakfast foods on a longboard charcuterie-style.
My heart warmed as I looked at the collection of baked goods, savories, and different juices.
When I picked up a blueberry muffin there was a white envelope underneath it.
I put it down for a second to quickly pour a glass of pink lemonade.
Picking it up to read the front a smile spread on my lips when it said “Joe” with a little heart.
I quickly opened the envelope and pulled the small note card out.
Happy Valentine's, Baby!
I'm probably still working out as you're reading this (gotta have big muscles to fight off guys that hit on you). But anyway… how'd I know that you were going to get a blueberry muffin out of all that food I put out?? I'll tell ya. It's because I know you like the back of my hand. I'm gonna guess right now that you're going to pick strawberry lemonade out of all of the drinks I put out.
This isn't the first little surprise either, I've got lots of things up my sleeves and in my pockets to make today the best Valentine's Day ever.
The best of my love, Joey
The little note had me smiling from ear to ear and I was so deep in a trance that I didn't hear Joe behind me. I jumped when two strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind but the familiar laugh coming from behind put me immediately at ease.
“Startle ya?” - Joe
“My gosh, Joe! Yes!” - you
I turned around in his arms and placed my hands on his chest, looking up into his gorgeous blue eyes.
“Did I guess right?” - Joe smiled
Nodding my head in the direction of my muffin and glass of pink lemonade I grinned as Joe’s cheeks deepened a shade of red.
“You know me so well.” - you
“Well, I hope that I know you a little bit after seven years together.” - Joe laughed
“Seven years is a long time…” - you
“It is, isn't it? Does it ever surprise you that we have lasted this long?” - Joe
“Oh gosh no. You're my best friend, can't live without you. Does it ever surprise you?” - you
“No. The rest of my life is with you.” - Joe grinned
I jokingly scoffed and Joe’s face turned to confusion.
“Not officially, last time I checked my left hand was empty.” - you held your bare left hand in front of his face
Joe’s lips formed a straight line as he glared at me. His facial expression made me giggle before I leaned in to kiss is soft lips.
“I’m kidding, Joe. You know I seriously don't care if and when it happens.” - you
“If?! What do you mean if it happens?! It's sure as hell going to happen, I don't care if it's the last thing I do. Who knows, it might be happening sooner than you think.” - Joe
“You said that last Valentine’s.” - you laughed
“Oh, whatever. I have to go shower but expect another surprise in a few minutes.” - Joe
“Ok…” - you
Joe kissed my cheek and unwrapped his arms from me. I couldn't help but watch him walk away because of how borderline delicious he looked wearing his cut-off Nike top with shorts.
Just as Joe was out of my sight the doorbell rang. Woah he wasn't joking, I thought.
I immediately walked to the door and thanked the delivery man after he handed me the substantial bouquet of beautiful red roses.
There was a vase that was my go-to for when Joe got me flowers but after a quick analysis, I came to the realization that there was no way they would all fit.
After placing them on the counter I was examining the huge arrangement when I realized there was yet again another small white envelope.
What it said was short but so sweet, making my heart swell even more.
For our one-month anniversary a few weeks short of seven years ago, I gave you a singular red rose. Here’s eighty-four roses for every month you've been my girl.
The best of my love, Joe
He must be in a sentimental nostalgic mood this Valentine's because though Joe is secretly a raging romantic, I've never seen him go to such great lengths as this.
When I went to put the card back in its stand, it fell and I realized there was writing on the back as well.
P.S. Go get my card from my wallet, a new nail set on me. There's a surprise waiting for you there, and maybe a few more afterward…
What is this man up to??
I went upstairs, and grabbed Joe’s card before grabbing my purse, putting shoes on, and heading to my favorite nail salon.
When I arrived the front desk lady offered me a warm smile and I sent one right back.
“Miss y/n! We've been expecting you. Go ahead and head back.” - Lady
“I don't have to pick a color?” - you
“Your boyfriend prepicked a color, nail type, and everything. You're all set!” - Lady
“Oh okay! Thanks!” - you
As soon as I walked over to my go-to station I noticed a familiar face already sitting there.
“Aubrey?!” - you
“Hey girl!” - Aubrey jumped up
Aubrey was my roommate at Ohio State and has been my best friend ever since. She had moved to California after college to pursue her career as a doctor.
“What are you doing in Cincinnati?” - you hugged her
“Mmm, a certain someone invited me down here…” - Aubrey smiled
“Joe?” - you smiled, immediately thinking about Joe’s letter on your roses
“Maybe.” - Aubrey smirked
“What is he up to?! Do you know? He's been acting so… romantic today.” - you laughed
“Hard to tell. I don't know what he's up to, but he has a nail request that he's also paying for so let's get down to business.” - Aubrey
——
A couple of hours later I had nice oval French tips and Aubrey got solid sage green coffin nails.
We went up to the counter and I handed the lady Joe’s card. She smiled up at me and gave me a wink.
“Your boy has taste.” - Lady
“That he does.” - you giggled and looked at your nails
She laughed as she handed me the card back but she held up a finger telling me to wait. I watched the woman reach under the counter to retrieve yet another white envelope.
When she handed it to me I couldn't help but gasp and quickly rip it open to see what was inside. It was a note and read…
Go down to Kroger with Aubs and get your favorite road trip snacks… you'll need it. ;)
I hope you like your nails, I tried my best to explain what I wanted.
The best of my love, Joe.
Aubrey was reading the note along with me over my shoulder and when we were both done we looked at each other with wide eyes.
You didn't know of course, but Aubrey has known Joe’s plan for weeks so she knew this was happening.
“Aubrey what the heck is he doing?! - you
She just shrugged so I thanked the front desk lady and practically sprinted to the car with Aubrey.
“I’m so confused.” - you
“I know just as much as you, let's get to the store to get your snacks though.” - Aubrey
——
I tried to make the Kroger trip as quick as possible because all I wanted was to get back home to Joe and find out what was going on.
Aubrey asked me to drop her off at the hotel she was staying at since she got an Uber to the nail salon.
After dropping her off, I headed straight for home.
“Joe!” - you called out as you made it through the front door
“Upstairs!” - Joe
I practically ran up the stairs and into our bedroom.
When I did, my heart stopped when my eyes scanned the room.
There were probably over 30 heart-shaped balloons that had floated up to the ceiling and multiple huge bags sitting on our made bed.
Joe was standing to the side of the room looking incredibly cute in his usual sweatpants and t-shirt combo while he wore a bashful grin.
“What is all of this?” - you
“Just another step in my master plan of putting this year's Valentine's Day down in history.” - Joe
I walked up to him and immediately pulled him into my embrace, my head on his built chest as we rubbed each other's backs.
“What are you up to Mr?” - you smiled
“You’ll see. Open your gifts!” - Joe grinned
Walking over to sit on the bench in front of the bed, Joe handed me the first gift bag.
We grinned at each other as I pulled the tissue paper out of the bag. It revealed a shoe box that said “UGG” and I immediately gasped.
They were the Tasman’s that I had been wanting for a while. I had briefly mentioned them when another WAG had them on and I complimented them, turns out Joe was paying attention.
“Thank you! They're so cute.” - you
“You’ll be needing them later today, you know something comfy. And speaking of comfy…” - Joe handed you another bag
I removed the tissue paper and a cute sweat set was revealed.
“Pastel orange, Joe?” - you giggled
“Orange looks good on you!” - Joe
“You’ve said that multiple times, honey.” - you
Joe just smiled at me and took the empty bags off the bed to put them in a pile by the door. He also grabbed the UGG box and sweat set to neatly stack them on the bench in front of the bed.
“Why are you waiting? Open your last gifts, baby!” - Joe
“I’m waiting for you Mr. to tell me which one to open!” - you
“This one.” - Joe grabbed a bag and handed it to you
I reached down into the bag and my fingertips brushed against a smaller box. Giving Joe a skeptical look, he returned my look with a sweet smile.
When I finally looked down inside my heart stopped when I noticed the familiar Cartier packaging.
“Joe… what did you do? This was probably so expensive.” - you
“Stop that, I love spending my money to spoil you. You know that. Just open it.” - Joe
His gaze was convincing so I took the box into my hands and flicked the lid off.
They were the most gorgeous earrings I'd ever seen. The White Gold, Diamond LOVE earrings.
“Joe… they're beautiful.” - you
“Yeah? Do you like ‘em? They're the matching earrings to the bracelet I got you for Christmas. I've had ‘em since them but I didn't give them to you at the same time to avoid ‘you spend too much on me’ speech.” - Joe
“If you keep it up with the white gold and diamonds Imma be more shiesty than you.” - you giggled
“That’s 100% my plan. Gotta keep my girl iced out.” - Joe grinned
I walked forward and immediately wrapped my arms around my boyfriend.
“I love you so much. Thank you so much for everything.” - you kissed his lips
“Aye not so fast. You've got one more gift.” - Joe
Joe unwrapped one of his arms from my waist and reached into the final gift bag. He pulled out a white envelope and smiled brightly when he handed it to me.
“Saved the best for last.” - Joe
“Better than those earrings?! Did you get me a puppy??” - you
“No! No puppy.” - Joe laughed
I backed away from him to open it and my mouth dropped open when I pulled out two plane tickets.
“Where are we going??” - you
“Read the tickets.” - Joe
My eyes frantically searched the tickets and I slapped Joe’s arm out of pure excitment when the destination of my dream getaway was printed on the sheet of paper.
“Shut up! I’m going to Portofino?!” - you yelled
“You’re going to Portofino, Italy!” - Joe
I practically lept at Joe and wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck.
“Thank you! Thank you!” - you yelled into his neck
A thought popped into my mind that made my heart sink and I pulled away from Joe’s neck to confirm or deny my disappointing thought.
“Wait… you're going with me, right?” - you
“Yes, baby. I'm going with you.” - Joe laughed
“Yay! My dream vacay with my favorite person ever.” - you smiled
“Are you excited?” - Joe
“Am I excited?! Joe, I'm ecstatic! I've been dreaming about going there since I was in high school. I can't wait to mark this one off my bucket list… especially with you.” - you
“Good. I'm happy to be there with you.” - Joe
——
“Do you have everything packed??” - Joe
“Yup!” - you
I rolled my suitcase out of the closet and into our bedroom where Joe was sitting on the bed waiting.
“I was going to pack everything for you… but I realized I can't pack everything you need, cause I have no idea.” - Joe
Laughing at him as I wheeled the suitcase to him, I quickly came up with a response.
“You can't pack it but you can use those muscles to carry it to the car.” - you winked
Joe grinned as he flexed his arms, I had to hype him up and it never failed to surprise me with how deep the blush went.
He left the room shortly after to take my suitcase down to the car and I did a final walkthrough of the house to make sure all lights were off, we had everything we needed, and nothing was left running.
When I finally got outside the site of Joe headbanging slowly while biting his lip through the front glass of the car made me internally giggle as I rounded the side and plopped in the front passenger seat.
“Do we have to listen to Kid Cudi?” - you
“I thought you liked him?” - Joe
“I do. But we listen to him all of the time.” - you
“Fine. You pick.” - Joe sighed and handed you his phone to play a song on Spotify.
Naturally, I pulled up my go-to playlist and shuffled it. The first song that played was Nat King Cole’s “L-0-V-E”.
I of course was yelling along the lyrics while Joe just shook his head with a playful grin.
“This song is boring.” - Joe
“You think so? It reminds me of us.” - you
“Why? Because it's boring? Are you calling us boring?” - Joe
“No, you goofball. Because it says ‘love was made for me and you’ and I think that it was.” - you
“I think it was too.” - Joe grinned and laced your fingers with his
——
“Was that whole playlist just old love songs? Or are you in a vintage gushy mood?” - Joe
I thought back to the songs that had played previously…
Can’t Take My Eyes off You by Frankie Valli, Everybody Loves Somebody by Dean Martin, Everlasting Love by Natalie Cole…
“Uhm… yes.” - you
“Yes, to which one, baby?” - Joe laughed
“Both!” - you
“Did I put you In a gushy love song mood?” - Joe
“Yeah… maybe you did. You've been so romantic today.” - you
Joe grinned at me while he squeezed my hand and the next time we were at a red light he leaned over to kiss me.
“I have a feeling that every trip we take from here on out isn't going to top this.” - Joe
“I already know they're not! I'm so excited. Thank you so much, Joe.” - you
“You’re so welcome, but just wait till you see what I have planned throughout the trip.” - Joe
“Ok, I still can't believe you planned a whole International trip with your homebody ways, Joseph Lee.” - you
“I didn't do it by myself. I got help from a lot of people. My mom helped, Aubrey, some guys on the team, your parents, and maybe or maybe not the team’s travel advisor.” - Joe
“Baby, that's so sweet.” - you
“It needs to be perfect…” - Joe sighed
“I think it will be. Can I ask you something?” - you
“Yup.” - Joe
“Why’d you get my nails done?” - you
“Uhm… because we're probably going to take pictures and you had said multiple times your old set was busted. Thought you might want to get new ones.” - Joe
I reached over and put my hand on Joe’s arm, lightly scratching his skin with my nails while I smiled brightly at him.
“I love you.” - you
“I love you too, babe.” - Joe
——
We arrived at the airport and to my confusion someone was there to escort us. The tall male with a bodyguard build led us through an area adjacent from the regular airport and before I knew it Joe and I were standing in front of a jet.
“What did you do?!” - you
“Wanna fly in a private jet?” - Joe grinned
After we handed our bags and suitcases to part of the crew, I was standing there astounded so Joe took my hand and guided me up the steps.
“This is incredible… how much did this cost to fly us there?” - you frowned slightly
“My love, money is not something we have to worry about.” - Joe winked with a cocky grin on his lips
I had changed into my sweat set, UGGs, and put my new earrings in before we left the house and I swore sometimes I would catch Joe’s eyes lingering to the substantial diamonds on my ears.
Eventually, we made it inside the jet and it was even nicer inside than it was outside. The lighting was warm and the leather seats were astonishing.
“You like it?” - Joe
“I love it, and I love you.” - you pecked Joe’s cheek
Joe put a hand on the small of my back and gently moved me in the direction of a chair.
After sitting down, Joe took his spot across from me, a table in between us and I propped my feet up on his lap.
He slipped my UGGs off and gently put them on the floor before he started massaging my feet.
It was the little things that Joe did that made me praise him for being the best boyfriend ever, and he never failed to hold himself to that title.
“You comfy?” - Joe
“Very.” - you smiled
“We have a long ride ahead of us so hopefully we can take a nap at some point.” - Joe
I nodded and the flight attendant walked over to us to explain a few things. Due to the fact Joe is an avid hater of PDA I was expecting Joe to drop my foot when she walked over, but he didn't. He listened to her intently as he continued rubbing small comforting circles on my foot.
Joe had a few questions about the lunch and dinner menu but eventually, she walked away.
“You have absolutely spoiled me today, I don't know how it can get much better.” - you
“Just you wait.” - Joe winked
——
February 14th, 2024 - *Actual* Valentine's Day
When we finally arrived in Portofino it was early morning the next day, Joe and I were pretty exhausted.
Despite being jet-lagged and tired, the drive to the Airbnb was absolutely beautiful.
The different colored buildings and the water were some of the most breathtaking sites I'd ever laid eyes on. I had to look back at Joe who was sitting next to me in the back of the car just to verify he could see it too.
“It's beautiful…” - you
“It is, isn't it?” - Joe smiled
He was so in love with you, so obsessed with pleasing you that he’d do anything just to see that twinkle in your eye when you see something you love. When you looked back at him he saw that twinkle and he hoped that it wasn't just coming from the gorgeous surroundings, but also because of him.
You were still looking out of the car window but suddenly he felt a hand on his thigh. When he looked down he saw your fingers making grabby motions and when he laced his fingers with yours, they were at ease. Even with the view in front of you, you still reached for him behind.
The Airbnb was even more breathtaking. Joe, in the most broken Italian accent I'd ever heard, told me it was called the Baia degli Ulivi.
It was a pretty pink color with forest green shutters and a beautiful balcony view.
Joe and I sat our bags down when we got inside because he said he wanted to show me around.
I could tell that Joe was proud of himself for picking such a ravishing place for us to stay.
He was so adorable as he walked around the house and pointed out little things he liked on the Airbnb app when he looked at pictures.
My favorite part was when he was super proud to show me the bathroom because…
“It has a fucking bidet!” - Joe pointed
He was looking equal parts intrigued and proud but I couldn't help but bust out laughing at his exclamation.
“There’s my goofy boy. You've been so romantic the past two days that I've kinda missed the goober side of you.” - you
“Trust me, it’s never gone sometimes it just gets overpowered by another side of me.” - Joe grinned
“C’mon Joey, let’s go take a nap.” - you
——
A few hours later, meaning like six, we woke up at one o'clock and decided to venture out of the house.
Joe had an itinerary on his phone that he pulled up while we were still lying in bed cuddling.
“Wanna go to a castle?” - Joe
“A Castle?! Yes!” - you
“Okay, we can get dressed and go to the Castello Brown before we head to lunch.” - Joe
“Is that the name of it?” - you
“Mhm.” - Joe nodded
“I can't believe I'm here with you right now. This is my dream come true, Joe. Thank you for everything, you're the best boyfriend a girl could ask for.” - you
“I love you.” - Joe kissed your forehead
——
Soon we were walking through the castle grounds hand in hand.
There was this one particular painting that I walked away from Joe to take a picture of, and when I turned around I was met with the sight of Joe holding his phone up taking a picture of me. He never fails to make me feel like the most loved woman on that planet.
We continued walking to the top where there was a beautiful view of the water. Our hands were laced together as I laid my head on Joe’s shoulder, and he laid his against mine.
The moment was amazing, everything just felt so surreal and magical. After everything Joe went through with football last season and all of the obstacles we've faced, it felt like they all disappeared.
I was so focused on Joe and the view that I flinched when there was a tap on my shoulder. When I turned around it was an older woman and what seemed to be her husband standing next to her.
“Sorry to bother but you two are just so adorable and remind me of my husband and I when we were young. I took a nice picture of you guys, do you want it?” - Lady
She showed Joe and me the picture and we both looked at each other with a large grin. You could see the love radiating off of us.
“Yes! Here I'll give you my number. I'm y/n and this is my boyfriend Joe.” - you smiled
“I’m Linda and this is my husband Ben. How long have you guys been together?” - Linda
“Seven years.” - you answered
“Wow, that's a long time! We've been together for 35. We got together as 15-year-olds in high school.” - Linda
“That’s so sweet. What are you guys doing in Italy?” - you
“Revisiting the place we got engaged for Valentine's Day. What about you two young’un’s?” - Linda
“Aww. This is my dream vacation place so Joe surprised me for Valentine’s Day.” - you
“That’s a good man you have.” - Ben nodded
“I know. He's my best friend.” - you grinned at Joe
We talked to Linda and Ben for a little longer before I offered to take a picture of them just like Linda had done with me and Joe.
They agreed and posed with smiles plastered on their faces.
Linda and I exchanged pictures before we parted ways and Joe and I went to lunch.
It was a place that Joe again attempted to pronounce, named Trattoria Tripoli.
“It has 4.5 stars.” - Joe
That boy really did do some research.
While we were sitting and waiting for our food Joe made a little ring out of the straw paper and slid it onto my ring finger. It was a gesture he'd done for a long time almost at every restaurant we go to, but this time it felt different. More butterflies set off in my stomach than normal.
——
We spent the rest of the evening and afternoon at the Airbnb watching movies on the couch since it had been such a long day.
At around seven I told Joe I was getting in the shower and that he was welcome to join me but he passed on the offer and said he wanted to start unpacking instead.
The shower was amazing and the many different settings had me making a mental note to buy a new showerhead for the house.
After stepping out I wrapped a towel around my body and put my hair up in another one before leaving the bathroom to get a comfy outfit.
I was confused when I stepped into the bedroom and Joe wasn't there, his suitcase was still zipped up and hadn't moved spots since we had gotten here.
“Joey?” - you yelled
My eyes scanned the room one more time and paused on the bed.
There was a beautiful dress I couldn't recognize as one from my closet and on top of it was a white envelope.
I immediately grabbed it and ripped it open.
Put this on and meet me on the balcony, the final surprise of the night. (but not of the trip)
The best of my love, Joe.
Asking myself the question I've been asking myself for 48 hours straight once again, what is he up to?
A while later I had the dress slipped on, my hair fixed, and very light makeup on.
There were nervous butterflies in my stomach because I had no idea what Joe was going to do.
I took a final deep breath before I walked out of the bedroom and out to where the balcony doors were in the living room.
When I stepped outside my heart stopped.
The instrumental version of Turning Page started playing (specifically at the time stamp 1:40) and Joe stood at the end of an Isle lined with candles and rose petals. He was wearing a dark grey button-down shirt with dark-washed jeans and dress shoes.
“Joe… what are you doing?” - your eyes filled with tears
“C’mere, baby.” - Joe smiled
I slowly walked to Joe who was nervously rubbing his sweaty palms on the front of his pants.
Joe took my hands in his and took in a deep nervous shaky breath.
“y/n y/l/n, for as long as I can remember I've wished for a princess to be the woman next to me. When I was younger every wish I made on an eyelash, dandelion, shooting star, or birthday candle, was about love. You filled that void. I remember the first time I laid eyes on you back at Ohio State, I was so infatuated with you but I knew there was no way I would be able to get an actual goddess to get out with me.” - Joe
He paused to laugh with me while I wiped my tears until he forged ahead.
“I was so surprised that my embarrassingly awful tries at flirting with you worked. I didn't need tutoring that much by the way, I just really wanted to be with you any chance I got. It seriously didn't matter to me if I was at your dorm studying till two with an eight AM practice the next morning if it meant I was spending time with you. You've been the one consistent thing in my life since then that I know will always be with me through anything. y/n, you're the princess that I've been asking for my whole life. The most gorgeous, humble, kind, selfless princess there ever was. You understand me on a level that no one else is even capable of doing and there isn't a life that I picture for myself without you in it. I'll love you when we're old farts with dentures, stealing kisses at the family get-togethers to freak our grandkids out because I know the rest of my living is with you. y/n, your love is my turning page.” - Joe
Both Joe and I giggled at his use of a line from the song that was currently playing before he dropped one of my hands to help wipe the steady flow of tears falling from my eyes.
“That being said…” - Joe
Joe paused and let go of my hands. My crying only got harder when he dropped down onto one knee and pulled the light blue Tiffany box out of his pocket. He flicked the box open and the gorgeous diamond ring only made me cry harder.
“Will you marry me?” - Joe looked up hopefully into your eyes
My hands covered my face for a second just because of how surreal this moment was.
“Yes! Of course, I'll marry you, Joe.” - your cried
Joe lept up and immediately wrapped his arms around me.
I wrapped my arms around him as he picked me up and spun me around.
When Joe finally sat me down he slipped the ring onto my finger and grabbed the back of my neck to kiss me.
Out of all the kisses we've had over seven years, this one was my favorite.
“I love you so much.” - Joe hugged you tight
“I love you too.” - you
——
We were both back in bed now that things had died down, but we were both bubbling with excitement.
“You’re my fiance.” - you smiled at Joe
“We’re getting married.” - Joe grinned
“You say that like you didn't think we ever would.” - You
“No, I knew we would. It's just official now. I'm so glad I finally did it.” - Joe
“Me too, baby. Me too.” - you smiled
I cuddled into Joe’s chest more and found myself nuzzled into his neck.
“Do you like the ring?” - Joe
“I love the ring. It's like exactly what I had pictured. You're really good at picking things out for me, Joe.” - you
“I have never put so much thought into anything else in my entire life. It took me weeks to find the one I wanted to get for you because it had to be perfect.” - Joe
“You seriously did an amazing job. We need to talk about some things though.” - you
“Like what?” - Joe
“When and how we're going to tell people, if we're going to make it public…” - you
“Shhh. We can worry about that when we're in Ohio. Right now I just want to be with my gorgeous fiance, eat dinner, and go to pound town later.” - Joe
I giggled and wrapped myself around Joe, grateful to have such an amazing man in my life who would soon be my husband.
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Author’s note: on the ninth day of Christmas I gave you all the fluffiest fic ever. (part two with smut is coming guys don't worry)
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the little sibling post was so cute!!!!! had my heart melting and mushy :(( <3<3
if you’re still taking requests (if not totally no worries) could we see more? either with the same gojo geto; or maybe others like nanami and choso(!!!!)
"oh, my gosh. you're dating.. him?!"
| you're their little sister and you tell him that your boyfriend is actually his friend.. what do they say?
| gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento included
˓ ꒱ notes and disclaimers: gojo being an ass, reader is female!!! probably ooc nanami :(
˓ ꒱ authors notes: thank you for this request!! i'm so glad you enjoyed that fic hehe this is my first time writing for nanami so i'm sorry if he's ooc :((
| gojo satoru *◞
-> you dating geto suguru
he was taken aback when you said you wanted to introduce your boyfriend to him, not expecting that it would be his best friend. "haha, you're so funny. please tell me you're joking." his eye twitches as you look down at the floor while suguru just snickers at his best friend.
when satoru has calmed down he eventually comes around to the idea of you dating suguru. honestly it isn't that bad to him now, he trusts that his best friend will take care of you.
he gags whenever he sees you two pda anywhere. he'll dramatically pretend he's vomiting at the sight of suguru kissing your cheek or you hugging suguru from behind.
"get a room omfg." as he's covering his blindfold at the sight of you two cuddling on his sofa. he tries to interrupt any intimate moment you two may have. he finds it hilarious to watch his best friend's eyebrow twitch and your hand that's raised to smack him on the head.
he does approve of your relationship though!! he's mostly doing this to mess with you guys. he does have a talk with suguru, basically lecturing him to keep you safe and happy. he also begs you two not to get married cause he doesn't want your last name to be 'geto'
"please don't ever get married."
"you'll be the one who walks me down the alter don't worry." you laugh in his face as he gags at the thought. (hes secretly really honoured you'd have him as the one who walks you down the alter.)
-> you dating nanami kento
he honestly thinks you've gone blind. how could you date someone like nanami?? he's not even sure if nanami knows how to care for you, his little sister.
"you know i think i remember you being dropped on your head when you were younger. guess it explains your taste in men."
"i'm gonna shave your fucking head in your sleep." you seethe as nanami simply stands behind you, not wanting to get in the middle of you two. he merely sighs as he watches the two of you throw insults at each other.
a small part of him is reassured that nanami can in fact look after you when he sees the hand packed lunch that nanami has made you, he's happy you're smiling at the small little note that's stuck to the cover of the lunch box.
nanami frequently asks him what your favourite snacks are or what you like in general, he's glad nanami cares so much about you. however like with suguru, he stills gags at the slightest hint of intimacy between you two. you have to tell your brother to shut up and go away every time he makes a disgusted face at the sight of your arms around nanami's frame.
but in the end, he's not worried about your relationship at all. he trusts nanami to keep you happy and safe. giving his junior a pat on the back.
| geto suguru *◞
-> you dating gojo satoru
"is this a prank? did satoru put you up to this?" he deadpans when you say that his best friend is your boyfriend. "no i'm being serious." you sigh, interlocking your fingers with your boyfriend who's currently smirking, thoroughly enjoying suguru's reaction.
"why him out of every other guy in this universe.." "i'm not that bad!" "yea right."
he's still a little unsure how to think of your relationship, he knows satoru has many girls chasing after him and he'd hate to see you sad over satoru leaving you for some other girl. he does have a talk with him about this, making satoru promise to not leave you for any other girl.
"if you mess with her i swear-" "i wont ok? she's the best thing that's ever happened to me."
eventually your brother comes to terms with this.. arrangement. he can feel his blood vessel ready to pop whenever satoru sticks his tongue out at him as he lays in your lap.
he frequently asks if you have any embarrassing stories about satoru, sometimes you indulge him and sometimes you tell him to go away. he is assured that his best friend can keep you safe though, even if you can hold your on, he still worries about you.
he threatens satoru every time he mentions that he's gonna bring you to his house to stay over, threatening him that if he messes with you he'll kick his ass.
he does give you two his blessings after awhile. the final push being satoru comforting you when he couldn't, at that point suguru knew he could trust his best friend with his little sister.
-> you dating nanami kento
he accepts your relationship rather quickly. if anything he noticed you getting closer with nanami, always going out with him or hanging out around him more during school.
"oh really? hm that's good." he shrugs it off as you explain how you and nanami got together. he's confident nanami can make you happy if after every time you come home after spending the day with him you're smiling, then he's alright.
sometimes you like to piss your brother off by purposely kissing nanami right in front of him cause you know he hates seeing couples pda right in front of him.
i think that nanami would actually ask for suguru's permission to ask you out for dinner one night. "yea sure, but don't stay out late. we have school tomorrow." he chuckles, finding it cute how nanami asks for his permission to ask you out. "but if she's going to your place you better not mess with her." the sudden change in suguru's voice sent shivers down nanami's spine as he promises your brother he'd never do anything like that to you.
the type of sibling who'd wait for you on the sofa as you get home, jokingly interrogating you about how your evening went. he knows you had a good time by the smile on your face but he just likes to annoy the shit out of you.
| nanami kento *◞
-> you dating gojo satoru
he prays you're joking, he really does. he honestly cannot fathom how you'd be attracted to that man child. he thought he taught you better as a child.. he merely stares at you two after you've announced your relationship with satoru. "if you're happy and you're sure about this, then its ok with me." he sighs, he trusts you to handle your own relationships even if he thinks they might not be the best for you.
he honestly doesn't trust gojo to be able to care for you, he sees the way he treats his friends. although gojo isn't the worst guy you could ever date, nanami is still on the fence about it. he's glad you're happy with gojo, he can see it in your eyes after your dates if your bright smile wasn't enough.
he sighs deeply when after school you practically run up to nanami holding a rose in your hand saying that gojo left it on your desk with a cute note that you refuse to show him.
his opinion of gojo does change when he personally went to your doorstep to apologise to you. from what nanami knew, you two had gotten into an argument and you weren't talking to gojo afterwards. he saw the way he sincerely made it up to you.
he deadpans whenever he sees you two pda, gojo finding it absolutely hilarious to make your older brother annoyed. "jesus christ." your older brother rubs his temple as he sees gojo practically suck your face off. he desperately wants to throw the both of you outside the door at this point.
-> you dating geto suguru
he's more accepting of your relationship compared to you and gojo together but he is still suspicious. he simply nods as you tell him that you're dating suguru, not sure of what to think quite yet.
he thinks geto is a nice guy and he's certainly strong enough to protect you if need be, so after a few days he kinda forgets the fact that you two are dating. overtime he sees how happy geto makes you, you talk a lot more although its mainly about your boyfriend, he's glad to see you happy.
he spots geto waiting for you outside your class as you're packing stuff into your bag. "where are you two going?" nanami curiously asks his senior. "ah we're going to the mall, then we're going for dinner afterwards." he smiles, looking back into the classroom for you. "alright, bring her back safely ok?" he asks, waving his hand towards you when you look up. "haha don't worry I will, ill even pay for her meal." suguru smiles again, taking your bag into his hand as you step outside the classroom door
nanami simply nods as he says his goodbyes to the two of you, smiling softly at how his senior was able to make you happier than you've ever been.
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#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x reader#gojo satoru x reader#gojo x reader#geto suguru x reader#suguru x reader#nanami x reader#nanami kento x reader
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Baby | Hawk Moskowitz x Teen Mom!Reader, Part 2
Ft. Johnny Lawrence ● Part One ●
Tagged: @devilslittlebabyxx, @imjustme-n
A/N: here it is. I did this instead of filming myself giving a speech so yeah. Might do a part 3 if people wanna see that. lmk ok bye <3
The next time Hawk came to training, it was oddly quiet. His friends were acting weird and his senseis were tense. Though it wasn't unusual for Mr. LaRusso to glare at the back of Sensei Lawrence's head, Hawk knew that his friends were being strange. They were giving each other looks and whispering to each other. At one point he was sure he heard Demetri seething at Robby about how "your dad has gotten into your head!"
For the most part, Hawk ignored them. He had too much on his mind to pay attention to their weird antics anyway. Besides, his birthday was coming up, so he brushed it off as something having to do with that.
His mind was occupied with thoughts of his girlfriend. He'd been helping her much more lately now that she had finally moved into her own place with her baby daughter. He'd helped her stock the fridge and pantry, watched her daughter while she showered and got ready in the morning, and helped her unpack her new place. It was a lot to adjust to and he didn't like that she was trying to do it all on her own, so he was there. She didn't have to do it alone anymore.
Part of him was still amazed by her strength and determination; it wasn't easy being a single, young mom to an infant, especially in today's economy. And her daughter, who was the most adorable baby ever, was still struggling to sleep through the night now that they had moved. He stayed the night to help out because to be so strong, Mama needed her rest too. Plus, he wanted to be there for her because he loved her so much. He also loved her daughter.
As they finished up their round of drills, he took a seat and drank some water. Their next course of action would be sparring and then he could go to Reader's apartment to spend the evening with her.
It was at this time he noticed his friends flocked together, whispering again. The more they did it, the more he didn't like it. However, before anything could be said or done, his phone rang.
It was Reader. Her caller ID popped up, a picture of her and her baby showing up and making him smile.
He answered immediately. "Hey, babe."
"Eli," her worried voice came through the phone and he was put on high alert. "My car won't start. I need you to come jump-start it, please."
If he had been holding anything else, he would have literally dropped it and left. He was on his feet in a flash and grabbing his bag. "Okay, don't worry, I'm on my way."
He didn't notice the way his friends and senseis were looking at him. How they made note of his sudden desire to leave. They weren't his concern though.
"Oh my gosh, thank you," Reader said. He heard the relief in her voice and it helped him, but she was still stranded somewhere. Then she started talking to her baby, who was likely on her hip. "You hear that, baby girl? Eli's gonna come help us."
At hearing his name, Reader's daughter squealed and clapped her hands. She loved him and knew him by name already, always excited when she heard he was coming over. It melted his heart.
"Where are you two?"
"Doctor's office," Reader said. "No one has any jumper cables, can you believe that?"
"Well, no one has as old a car as you do," he lightly joked.
She gasped playfully. "Old Reliable isn't that old."
He hummed. "Yeah, that's what you said last time when you told me that was your mom's car in high school, and yet here we are."
He dug through his duffle bag for his keys.
"I'll be there soon, okay?"
He heard her smile as she spoke. "Okay. Love you. Mwah!"
"Mwah!" her daughter did in the background.
"Love you, too," Hawk said and hung up the phone. He slipped it into his pocket, still looking for his keys. "Dammit, where'd they go?"
Mr. LaRusso walked up to him curiously. "Something wrong, Hawk?"
He looked up, a little apprehensive to share. "Uh, yeah. I gotta go. Now if only I could find my keys."
"Everything okay? Anything we can help you with?" Sam asked as she walked over. She looked all too curious for his liking and he cursed the LaRussos for being so kind and helpful because it made them snoop into everyone else's business.
"No, I don't need any help," he said, throwing his bag down to look inside of it. However, instead of anything helpful happening, it turned over and his change of clothes fell out with several other items.
Including Baby Girl's rattle.
It rolled across the patio loudly.
"I knew it!" Sensei Lawrence shouted.
Daniel turned to the man, who was pointing an accusatory finger at Hawk. "Johnny, please!"
"No, man, I was right!" He looked so smug and Hawk was so confused. "Now you have to admit that I was right, LaRusso."
"I can't believe this," Miguel said. Demetri was standing beside him with a look of disbelief. "How could you not tell us?"
"What are you talking about?" Hawk asked, grabbing the rattle and tossing it back into his bag. Reader's daughter loved throwing her toys into his bags, probably a ploy to make him have to come over and return them. At the bottom of the bag, he found his keys. "Aha."
"We're talking your baby," Sam said, using that tone that said 'obviously.'
Robby added, "And the girlfriend you didn't tell us about. At all."
Hawk turned to look at them with a furrowed brow, then closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and collected his thoughts. "Okay, I think I know the problem all of you have had all day now." He looked at his friends and senseis with a slightly annoyed look but tried to keep a level head. "Yes, I have a girlfriend I didn't tell you about. I didn't tell you about her because she has a baby. Not my baby but I do help take care of her when Reader gets overwhelmed."
Johnny visibly deflated at this news. Then he stupidly asked, "You sure it's not your kid?"
"I met her after she had her daughter," Hawk nearly shouted. She grabbed his bag, held onto his keys tightly, and huffed. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go jump-start Reader's car. Ask me all your questions later and let me go."
He walked to the front of Miyagi-Do without another word, leaving his closest friends, his other teammates, and Sensei Lawrence in a stupor. Then Miguel and Demetri shared a smile.
"I knew he wouldn't keep something like that from us," Miguel said.
Johnny looked at them. "Oh yeah? Then why didn't he tell us to begin with?"
Tory groaned. "Oh my god. You're all big idiots, letting something like this blind you to the truth. He didn't tell us because that's none of his business to tell! Grow a brain why don't you."
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Fire and Rain
Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x GN!Reader
Summary: When the Rave'n became the talk of the town, you were more than ecstatic to be asked by your best friend aka long time crush, Ajax with him as his partner. But things took a different turn when you saw him more interested in Enid Sinclair than his own date.
Warning(s): Angst (fluff in the end)
"This school is getting on my nerves," You ranted to Ajax while hanging out in the quad. "All everyone's talking about is the upcoming Rave'n!"
"No one's asked you yet?" Ajax chuckled.
You rolled your eyes. "As if I care. I'm not going anyway."
Ajax turned to face you abruptly. "You're not?"
"Nope, I'd rather study alone in my dorm." No matter how bad it sounds, it's better than going to the Rave'n with a random person that's not Ajax. Yes, you like him for a long time now, but he's too oblivious to notice. Suppose it comes with liking a cute but an absolute idiot of a gorgon.
"Geez, Y/n. Aren't you smart enough? Enjoy life for once."
You clicked your tongue. "One can never be smart enough, Ajax. And I enjoy studying, or maybe I could find a good book and read while you guys dance the night away."
"You're such a bummer, Y/n." You rolled your eyes. Maybe I wouldn't be if you would just ask me, idiot. You thought.
"So, how's that date with Enid?" You asked, clearing your throat. He told you before that he asked Enid out after she snapped at him. As much as it hurts on your part, it's not like you could do anything about it.
"Oh, uh," Ajax laughed awkwardly. "It never happened. I k-kinda stoned myself accidentally and she assumed I stood her up."
You couldn't help but laugh.
"Stop it, Y/n. It's already embarrassing that she already has a date to the Rave'n." he pouted.
"Sorry, it's just a little funny. By the way, I still have to return the book I borrowed. See ya later!" You stood up, still laughing a little and went to the library.
Later that night, you were answering some of your homeworks when someone knocked on your door. Your siren roommate left awhile ago so you had to open the door yourself, grumbling because of the interruption of your study session. But all your complaints immediately vanished at the sight of Ajax standing outside your door with his hands buried in his hoodie's pockets.
"Ajax! What brings you here?" You asked in surprise. It's already 9 PM after all.
"I'm not gonna be long. I just wanna ask you–" he sighed and scratched his nape awkwardly. "W-Would you like to go to the Rave'n with me tomorrow, Y/n?"
You were too stunned to reply immediately, but when you finally processed the sudden information, you practically beamed. "Yes! Yes, of course."
Ajax smiled, his smile basically radiating making you swoon internally. "Great! See you tomorrow, Y/n. Goodnight."
"Night!" You jumped on the balls of your feet, giddy and grinning widely while Ajax turned around to leave, muttering a silent yes.
The time of the Rave'n came, you're already dressed up in white according to the chosen theme. By the end of the night, you hoped everything goes according to your plan. Confess, be Ajax's (s/o), and finally have your wish come true.
Someone knocked on your door and you immediately opened it to reveal Ajax in a white beanie, blazer and slacks. Gosh, he's amazing. You thought, drinking in his appearance.
"Hi," Ajax greeted, grinning widely.
"Hi," You replied, practically forcing yourself not to act all stupid and giddy in front of him.
"You look amazing, Y/n." You blushed at his simple compliment.
"Thanks, you look nice too." You silently scolded yourself for using the word ‘nice’ to describe him. He's way above that.
Ajax chuckled and offered his arm. "So, shall we?"
You ducked your head to hide your red face and clung to his arm. He smells great, you thought. Shut up, Y/n.
It didn't take long for the two of you to arrive at the venue, Ms. Thornhill greeting you by the entrance. You only smiled timidly at her and anxiously looked around. Ajax noticed how you tightened your grip on his elbow.
"Hey, it's gonna be alright. I'm not leaving your side. We're gonna have a blast." Your heart fluttered at his words. He knows you so well, how bad you get when you're in a big crowd, especially when you're conspicuously noticable in your stunning look. People are starting to look at you in surprise, not believing the once plain-looking Y/n bloomed into a beauteous flower.
"Shall we find a seat?" You nodded at Ajax, happy that his mere presence is enough to distract you from the stares you're getting.
"Don't mind them, Y/n. They're just staring at you because you startled them. You look great after all." You smiled at Ajax's words after he guided you to an empty chair, blushing at his gestures.
"Thanks, I'm not really used to compliments."
"Well, you'll be getting them more and more from now on." Ajax grinned cheekily.
Minutes later, you were anxiously tapping on your lap. Why hasn't Ajax asked you to dance yet? What's he waiting for? The two of you are just sitting silently on your table, watching as the other partners take the floor.
And then you saw it. You noticed Ajax staring unblinkingly at something. . . or perhaps someone. You followed his gaze and spotted Enid with her normie date. Of course, you thought bitterly. He only asked you to be his date because he can't have her.
The fact hurts more than it should. You couldn't help it, the sight of Ajax jealous of Enid's date is much more painful than him not asking you to dance. So you stood up, chair scraping loudly against the floor and finally getting his attention.
"Y/n?" You ignored him and began to walk away. "Where are you going?"
You turned to face him with tears threatening to fall from your angry eyes. "Out of here. I'm done being an option to you, Ajax."
With that, you turned around and finally walked out of that place.
"Y/n! Wait up!" You cursed, why couldn't he just leave you alone?
"Leave me alone, Ajax," You grumbled, walking faster. "Go back to Enid!"
"We should at least talk about this!"
You finally turned around angrily, him stopping a few feet away from you. "There's nothing to talk about, Ajax. I get it, okay?! You asked me to be your date because you can't ask her. I'm so stupid to just notice it now!"
"It's not like that–" You cut him off.
"Yes, it is! Don't even deny it! I was just an option to you. I have done everything for you to notice that I shouldn't even be a choice! I've been with you since you transferred to Nevermore! Helping you through and with everything you're having problems with! Yet all I receive in return is rejection and pain from you!"
"What do you mean rejection?" You literally facepalmed at this point.
"Ajax, wake up for once! I love you! And you don't even notice it, not even once. You're always pining over different girls, any girl but me! Am I not enough for you?" You pointed at yourself, hot tears spilling from your eyes.
"Y/n, no–"
"Then why haven't you looked at me in a different light?! I'm always your best friend, only your best friend—nothing more. . ." You wiped your tears angrily. "And I'm done, Ajax. I'm done trying, you already exhausted my patience and hope that you'd ever love me back the way I want you to. So have a blast, Ajax, go back to the Rave'n and ask her out."
You turned to leave once more but a tight hand gripped your wrist and pushed you against a parked car. Ajax was breathing heavily, looking at you with a foreign look on his face. Mostly annoyance.
"Will you let me finish my sentence for once?! I'm sorry, okay?! I should've noticed it earlier, but I'm a gorgon and I'm mostly oblivious about things. If only you've cleared things up with words instead of confusing signals, I should've kissed you long ago!"
Your eyes widened, heart thumping nervously against your chest. "W-What?"
Ajax stared at you through his eyelashes. "Yes, Y/n. I do feel the same way if not much more. But you keep hinting stuff at me and then act casually after, I couldn't help but think that maybe you just want us to stay as friends. I like you a lot, and labeling us as best friends doesn't really make me feel better so I try to distract myself with other girls except you. But I couldn't. Enid is a good friend and when she said she's going with someone else, I couldn't help but feel slightly offended."
You raised your eyebrow. "And that means?"
"Yes, I am an idiot. But then Enid said that I should just man up and ask you, so I did. I actually hoped I would be able to confess to you after the dance, but not like this. Not outside in the freaking parking lot."
"But why didn't you ask me to dance? You just kept on staring at her." Ajax's eyes softened.
"Because I thought you hated dancing, you mentioned it once during detention with me. As for Enid, she was secretly giving me to-go signals." Ajax mumbled in embarrassment, his face turning red.
Your chest hurt at how fast your heart is beating at the moment, you wondered if he could hear it pounding loudly. "You really mean that?"
Ajax chuckled at your big, glistening (e/c) eyes. "Yes, Y/n. With all sincerity I could muster."
"You're really not just saying all that because you feel bad–" Ajax cut you off by crashing his lips on yours.
A bold move. . . but you loved it anyway. So you kissed back, moving your hands to the back of his neck whilst he pulled you closer by the waist. You couldn't believe what was happening, especially when he started pushing you against a parked car slightly, leading into a full-blown make out and yet his hold on you still gentle and careful.
"I do like you, Y/n. Love you even, for everything you are. Y-Your snarky wits, the way you're not afraid to snap at people who makes fun of me for being a dork sometimes, the way you prefer to study alone in your dorm rather than go to parties, the way you smile at me and just–" Ajax sighed dreamily. "Everything about you basically."
You cradled his cheek, smiling and genuinely touched at his rambling. "You're lucky you're cute, so I forgive you." You said in a joking manner and he laughed, kissing you again as though he could never get enough of you.
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gojo satoru
in honor of my man getting sealed but looking pretty the whole time and chapter 236
"i can't come tonight." you speak into your phone to geto suguru, one of your friends from college. "i heard you the first time. i asked you why." something about his tone tells you that he isn't gonna believe whatever you're gonna say next. "my car.. is in the workshop. i left it there this morning for servicing and i was too tired to go get it in the evening. so i have no vehicle."
you hear him laugh, you hope he believes you by some miracle, "sweetheart that's one of the dumbest excuse i've hear come out of your mouth." you bite your lower lip, thinking of what to say next, but he continues, "but even if that is true, don't worry i can come pick you up."
"suguru even if the car part is not true, i really am tired and don't wanna get ready right now." it is almost seven, not so late for a party, but still late for you, who got home less than hour ago.
"woah what happened to the girl that was always down for drinks?" he chuckles lowly and you do too after hearing him, "i'm not nineteen anymore suguru."
"you know what i'm gonna have shoko drag you there. so i'll see you in a bit." you almost think he's joking, but you know he's not when you hear him speak again, "if you're thinking i'm joking, i'm not baby."
you groan, "jeez you're so damn stubborn. don't bother shoko, i'll surprise her myself there. and come pick me up in an hour." he lets out an amused chuckle, "of course y/n, i'll be there in a bit."
you hang up the call then get up from the couch, putting your phone on charge, you quickly start getting ready.
an hour and twenty minutes later, you are with geto suguru, at his best friend's birthday party. you look at him besides you, "i don't really feel so good about this."
he laughs, finding you actually coming to gojo's party really amusing, "oh baby, i do though. i can't wait to see the look on his face when he sees you."
you grab his arm before he takes another step, "what the fuck? he doesn't know i'm gonna be here?" he looks at you with that fake innocent smile on his face, "didn't i tell you?" you scoff, knitting your brows together at him while he just smiles, not looking away from you, "i don't understand why you're so tempted to ignore him. but you know that he would love to see you again."
"you know damn well i was avoiding him suguru." you sigh and feel him put his arms around you, "you worry too much y/n. come on, if it feels too much, i'll take you back home, yeah?"
you smile at him, nodding your head as he takes your hand, guiding you through the crowd and to the bar, where shoko would always be. "guess who i have with me tonight?"
without looking at him, she replies, "probably one of your girls." ;)
"you wound me, babe." she turns her body back as soon as she hears your voice, face full of shock, "y/n? oh my god how did he bring you?" geto lets out a scoff, "why wouldn't she come with me?" but ignoring him, she comes and gives you a tight hug.
"gosh i missed you so much." she mumbles, not letting you go. you feel nice knowing that you still have your friends who actually care for you. "yeah? i missed you too baby."
geto lets you two have your moment while he orders a drink for himself and you. shoko lets go of you, making you seat in on of the high stools besides geto and sits next to you.
geto puts your drink in front of you, "drink up y/n, you finally are out with us again after forever." you chuckle at his words and thank him. "girl you really need to get out of your house more. everyone misses you." you take a sip of your drink knowing that gojo also comes under her everyone.
she chuckles seeing the look on your face, "you need to stop feeling bad about that one time babe. i shouldn't say this but she wasn't even important to him. and you know it."
"right! that's what's i've been trying to tell her but this dummy doesn't believe me." you let out a sigh, your mind going back to that one random night.
before you reply, shoko nudges you, "he's coming here babe." you snap your head at her direction, hoping she'll get you away but she doesn't and just chuckles at you.
"when did you people get here?" you hear his voice and pray he goes away without paying any attention to you. "just got here, but hey i got you a present. look who i have with me." geto speaks and the next thing you know, he has his arms around your shoulders, making you turn back and face him.
"uh- hi?" you say when you finally face him, him looking at you as if he doesn't believe that you're actually in front of you, which he actually doesn't. he has a shocked look on his face for a few seconds, you hear geto and shoko chuckle and gojo's face bursts into a huge grin.
"woah y/n! i didn't think you'd be here!" he pushes geto from your side and wraps his arms around you. geto and shoko look at you two in front them and then at each other, chuckling and looking away, leaving you two be. "i knew they'd be like this." geto says to his friend as they get into their own talks.
it takes you awhile but you do wrap your arms around him as you take his scent in. oh how much you missed it. he rubs his palms on your back, "i missed you."
"..me too." you pull a little away from him, just enough to look up at him, who looks down at you after feeling you move and smiles at you, "you look as beautiful as the last time i saw you."
you chuckle at his words, "oh yeah? well you look as dashing as always as well, satoru." his heart flutters hearing his own name come out of your lips after years.
he finally lets you go and you both take a seat besides each other. he orders a drink for both of you then turns his body fully at you, eyes lighting up after seeing what you're wearing.
"would you look at that, we're matching." you look down at your own outfit, you are wearing a little above knee length bodycon dress which had black base but had some navy blue details, which weren't visible until light shined on them. (i hope you get it) and then look at him, wearing a navy blue shirt, top few buttons undone with some black bottoms. (yk like that one popular fanart, if you search for his fan art you can find it easily)
"you know, maybe we're just destined to be." you laugh at his words, "this is just called coincident." you look at him, his usual grin on his face.
"i believe whatever i wanna believe, baby." he winks at you with a smirk while you just roll your eyes at him. "anyways.. what came over you to stop ignoring me today?"
you chuckle and look at him, his face has that smirk on his face but you know he is talking serious now. "your bestie forced me actually." you take a sip of your drink, "he also said you'd love to see me, which i guess is true." you tilt your head at him with a smile on your face.
"oh yeah? guess i better listen to him from now then." you two just look at each other, your eyes speaking more words than your lips.
"wanna get out of here?" you smirk at his words, "i don't think people would like the birthday boy leaving the party." he chuckles, getting up from his seat, "honestly, i don't really care about what they like." he takes a step to you, bending to your level, "tell me what would you like."
you let out an amused chuckle, "how about you break up with your girl first this time?" he smirks, leaning in to place a quick kiss on your lips, "oh baby i haven't dated anyone from the day you ghosted me."
"really?" you feel some kind of pride or whatever warm feeling you're having when you hear his words. because you know those aren't some idle words, he really hasn't dated anyone these past years. shoko and suguru have been keeping you updates in his life.
"so tell me y/n, wanna get out of here?" he is looking at you, has not looked away since the moment he asked you how you ended up here tonight.
you grin at him, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt to kiss him. you feel him smile onto the kiss, moving your lips together. oh how much you missed this.
even after all the years and among everyone you kissed, he'd still be the best kisser.
you pull back with a smile on your lips, "let's go." he holds your hands in his own, looking behind you, "have fun you two, we're going."
"see i told you this would happen." shoko slaps suguru on his arm, them both look at the two of you with a knowing smirk on their faces. "yeah, have fun." satoru chuckles while shoko winks at you, "tell me everything tomorrow."
"will do." you wave at them both and walk out the club, he guides you to his car, opening the door for you, "look at you being a gentleman." you get in and he get on the other side himself, "where do you wanna go?"
you narrow your eyes at him, "didn't you drink?" he laughs at you, taking you hand in his, playing with your fingers, "my place is five minutes away." you laugh at him, "whatever as long as we don't have to spend the night at police station."
he starts the engine, driving to his place which was actually more than five minutes away, making you anxious the whole ride that he might crash it (you are overreacting) or that you might get pulled over (don't drink and drive babes) but he finally reaches his apartment complex. parking his car in his spot, he turns off the car and you both get out, him coming over to your side to hold your hand.
he pulls you in for another kiss before you walk to the elevator, making out the entire time while you wait for the elevator. once you get in though, you try to keep him off of you in case someone gets in. but he just pulls you to him, placing kisses all along your collarbone, neck and jaw.
once it reaches to his floor, he rushes out to his door, unlocking it in a rush. as soon as the door opens, he pulls you in, pinning you to the door, kissing you desperately as he locks the door.
his free hand roams all over your body, keeping you pasted on him while the other is rested on your jaw holding your face close to him. you clenched your fists around the cloth of his shirt in his back. your mind getting blank as well as overfilled with all the emotions and feels.
"fuck i missed you so much baby." he whispers as he pulls away from you. you look at him, feeling shy about all that is happening. seeing the look on your face, he chuckles, holding your chin with his thumb and pointer finger as he making you look at him, "don't get shy on me now, baby."
you scoff, rolling your eyes, "i forgot how annoying you are." he lets out a amused chuckle, bring your lips on his, kiss them roughly before pulling back again, "that is because you chose to ignore me."
you raise your brow at him, "oh? and why do you think i ignored your lying ass?" he takes a step back, but his playful smirk still on his lips, "what lie did i even tell for you to disappear on me for years?"
you gasp, dramatically putting your palm over your chest, "your girl messaged me saying i ruined your relationship, you dumb face." his smirk wavers for a split second, which you don't miss, and you continue before he could open his mouth, "you disloyal piece of shit, i had to be the type of girl who'd use 'i didn't know he had a girlfriend' excuse you know. that is so not me. and that's all your fault."
he takes all your words in and only speaks after staying quiet for a few seconds, "what? you talked with her?"
"duh. i don't know how she knew that fooled around but she messaged me the next day." he comes close to you, cupping your face to make you look at him, "aw baby, but i broke up with her the first thing after dropping you home the next day."
you groan, feeling irritated with having to explain everything to him, you rest your head on his chest, he quickly holds you on either sides of your waist, "satoru.. why don't you get it that she thought you broke up with her because she thought you like me." which he did though. "and i don't know how she found out we slept together, but she messaged me calling me a homewrecker." you let out a chuckle at the end, thinking how silly this everything seems.
i mean you slept with gojo, you actually didn't know he had a girlfriend and he never said so himself, so it's not really your fault? and the next day, you get a text from this random girl saying you're the reason her boyfriend broke up with her and that you're a homewrecker. then feeling guilty and angry at the man, you avoid him for years. yet here you are again, at his place, knowing where this would head.
he strokes your back until you look up at him, "i don't know why she blamed it all on me and not you." he chuckles, pressing a quick kiss on your lips, "i'm sorry baby, i didn't know that. i'm sorry you were put in that position."
"uh huh, you better be." you say that but wrap your arms around his neck to pull him into yet another kiss. slow and soft this time, moving your lips together like they were meant to be together.
he pulls back a little and sighs, "you ruined the vibe we had going on, pretty." he chuckles looking at your frowned look on your face, pulling you in for yet another kiss.
a little gasp comes out of you, pulling back, you cup his face, "it almost slipped my mind, happy birthday satoru." you pull him down and place a kiss on the tip of his nose, "thank you y/n." his face in a genuine smile the whole time, "now my present?" you roll your eyes but let him continue kissing and sucking on your skin along your jaw and down your neck and collarbone after your lips.
you're gonna be the best present he's ever got.
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Neteyam x avatar!reader
genre: fluff?
warnings: a bit of swearing
summary: on your fifteen birthday, your "guardians" give you an unexpected gift you could only dream of and you can't wait to see the reaction of your Na'vi friends
part 2 part 3
i'm new to this thing lol but felt the need to write smth abt our sweetheart Neteyam :)
Living with a ball of chaos and loads of energy requires a bunch of patience and tolerance you, unfortunately, lost after all the years of room-sharing. Spider is an overwhelming boy when it comes to your opinion. He is fond of adventure and tends to drag you along to his trips to visit the Omatikaya clan, specifically, the Sully family, although you may not feel like traveling. You are familiar with the children of Toruk Makto and would consider them as your friends. You are the same age as their youngest son, Lo'ak, who you built a strong bond with. The two of you bring trouble wherever you go and are known for pulling some sort of pranks on the Na'vi people. Since Neytiri isn't a fan of the human kind, you aren't supposed to hang around her children everyday, but to her dismay, they adore you and Spider.
Some more than others.
"I swear to Eywa-" you stumble over a threshold for the second time that afternoon and groan. Norm chuckles, his hands covering your burning eyes, and takes a turn, witnessing your shoulders tense up at the sudden change of route. "What is this torture for?"
"We have a surprise for you," you huff and place your hands on his, ready to pull them away. You aren't planning on celebrating your birthday, not at the moment. "No, no," Norm abruptly stops in his tracks, making you stumble backwards. "It's your birthday and we want to celebrate."
"I don't," you state with a grunt and let your arms fall to your sides.
"Come on, Y/n," Norm begins to walk once again, pushing you forward. You shove your hands in the pockets of your zipper hoodie and allow the scientist to lead you, growing irritated. "It's your day! Have some fun."
You exhale deeply when he positions you in front of your gift and taps your closed eyelids gently. "Okay," he glances around the room to see if everybody else is ready to reveal the big surprise and when he receives multiple nods, he pulls his hands away from your face.
Your eyes flutter open, the shining light above your aching head making them squint right away. "Happy birthday!" you scan the room and the chanting people, scoffing.
Kiri is standing beside a smirking Spider, who washed his blue strips down for the occasion, with Tuk in her arms. The small Na'vi is holding a beautiful blooming flower she probably plucked on the way and flashes a toothy grin your way. "Oh my gosh," you shake your head in embarrassment, cheeks flushed.
"Happy birthday, kid," Max approaches you from behind and places his hands on your shoulders, squeezing them lightly. You turn around, ready to show him your disapproving look, but notice that the incubator beside Grace's avatar is filled with a clear blue liquid and narrow your eyes.
You walk towards the sleeping creature with curiosity and a smiling Max following. The frown on your face disappears within seconds after you realize what lies inside the container. You glance over your shoulder at Max, searching for a slight hint of assurance which he gives you with a quick nod. You place your hands on the glass and watch the avatar twitch. The two of you share similar face features along with a thin pair of eyebrows. It is your avatar. Tears form in the corners of your eyes as you circle around the incubator, studying the appearance of it carefully; sharp cheekbones, flat nose, narrow waist, a slim tail and the beautiful shade of blue.
"What is this?" you face the group of your friends and family, tears running down your cheeks which you are quick to wipe away with the sleeves of your hoodie.
"Your birthday gift," Norm gestures to the avatar with a wide smile on his lips, making you snicker.
"You're gonna look like us!" Tuk is placed on the ground by Kiri and rushes towards you, engulfing you in a hug. She might be way younger than you, but her height is beyond her years. You return the embrace and caress her back with a chuckle. "I can't wait for Neteyam and Lo'ak to see!"
She pulls away and extends her hand with the bright blue flower for you to accept, which you do with a sweet thank you. "They don't know about this?" you ask, shooting a questioning look at Kiri who shakes her head. "Not even Lo'ak?"
"No," Kiri approaches you and her younger sister with a smirk, crossing her arms over her chest as soon as she stops in front of you and leans on the incubator. "We didn't want to have two drooling skxawngs [idiots] here." you smack her forearm, sending her a glare. She brings her hands up as in surrender, her smile growing.
"Wanna take it for a run?" you glance behind Kiri and make eye contact with Norm, raising your eyebrows.
"Please, please!" Tuk tugs at your arm, the excitement reaching her round eyes.
"Sure," you hand Kiri the flower for the time being and turn to Max. "Which link unit is it, doc?"
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"Woah!" you balance on your tiptoes behind Kiri who insisted that you travel to their new home through treetops with Spider keeping an eye on your clumsy feet and her younger sister encouraging you. Spider quickly finds a tight grip on your waist and with all his strength pulls you away from the edge of the branch. Your hands unintentionally land on his as you shudder.
"God," the boy sighs with relief and whistles at Kiri, who stops in her tracks, Tuk bumping into her legs. "Since when did you forget how to walk?"
You roll your eyes as you push his hands away and catch up to the Na'vi girls. "It's difficult, okay?"
"What is?" Tuk inquires and tilts her head, her short braids moving with the movement. Your blue-skinned face begins to darken in specific areas, giving away your embarrassment.
"She keeps tripping over her tail," Spider answers for you and earns a gentle slap on the back of his head from you. "Hey!" he massages the targeted spot and glares at your avatar.
"That's not true," you cross your arms and lean on your right leg with a huff. "I'm getting distracted by the flora."
"Then don't," as you're opening your mouth to argue with the boy, a conversation full of bickering can be heard in the distance, alerting the oldest in your group. Tuk wraps her arms around your thigh and begins to scan your surroundings for the source. You place your hand on top of her head and pull her even closer as Kiri looks around with narrowed eyes. Spider walks in front of you and Tuk, serving as a shield for you two when the rustling of leaves inches closer to you.
"That's not true!" A quite tall figure reveals itself with a slightly taller one trailing behind it. Their dark blue skin glowing underneath the afternoon sun along with their white teeth.
Kiri sighs in relief and rolls her eyes at her siblings. "Lo'ak, Neteyam," both smiling boys lock their gaze on the speaking Na'vi, wide-eyed. Their sister crosses her arms and leans on her left leg, tapping her biceps with her fingertips.
"Kiri," Lo'ak greets the blue-skinned girl with a grin and skips towards her, unaware of your presence because of her height. Tuk releases your leg and approaches her sister with curiosity flashing in her eyes. "Tuk?" The youngest son stops, noticing the awkward silence and raises one of his eyebrows. "What is going on here?"
"Aren't you supposed to be training?" Tuk questions her brothers, copying Kiri's stance.
"It ended like an hour ago," Lo'ak shrugs his shoulders and glances over one of them to send a cheeky grin to his brother who is dumbstruck in his spot on the branch. "Neteyam?"
His older brother fixes his posture and clears his throat. "Y/n?" you wince when your name leaves his lips, uncertainty sounding through his usual confidence. You step out of your hiding place and scratch the back of your neck, chuckling softly. "Is that really you?"
"Haha, yeah," you wave awkwardly at the boy as he approaches you with amazement and shock. "Hello.."
"What the fuck?" Lo'ak jogs towards you, past Neteyam, and grasps your wide shoulders. He studies your appearance, from head to toe, and begins to smile. "No way! You're blue!" he chuckles and shakes you. "You're actually blue!" You giggle at his reaction and place your five-digit hands on his, his grin growing even bigger. "You're officially my twin." you shake your head at that and give his chest a playful push.
Neteyam appears beside his brother, his eyes taking in your new body while yours settle on his serious face. His hand brushes itself against your temple, trying to figure out if you're actually real and not a creation of his imagination. The corners of his lips curve upwards when you wrap your fingers around his wrist and keep them secure there. He takes a notice of the sun lilly behind your pointed ear and the darker shade of blue on the bridge of your flat nose and cheeks.
"I think I'm gonna be sick," Spider pretends to gag by your right, sticking his tongue out. You roll your eyes at the human boy and smack his shoulder quite harshly, earning a hiss of pain from him. "Hey!"
"Ups," you chuckle and wave your hand in the air full of unnecessary tension, making the others snicker. "Forgot about the increased strength! My bad."
"You little.." Spider charges at you, but stumbles slightly when you're pulled aside and shielded by Neteyam. You stick your tongue out from behind the Na'vi's shoulder and anger the human boy even more. "You're lucky Neteyam is all over you." This time it is the Sully son himself who smacks the back of his head and receives a groan in return. Spider massages the struck spot, "Can we go? I don't want to get bullied over here!"
Kiri rolls her eyes playfully, but begins to jump from one branch to another with Tuk and Spider following. Lo'ak and Neteyam face you with a challenging smirk and before you know it, you're standing alone in the middle of the enormous forest, incapable of moving like a Na'vi, let alone knowing where you're supposed to go.
"Guys, come on!" you shoot your arms in the air, pacing from one side of the branch to the other. "That's not fair!"
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Careful.
Part one.
TWS: Smut, Language, Dub con, Threesum.
Summary: Y/n and her best friends have to share a room for a school trip.
Gosh you loved your friends.
If some guy wouldn't take a hint, Your friends would beat his ass. If you felt sad, Your friends would comfort you. If you were bored, your friends would entertain you.
They cared about you more than your parents.
Sure you were the girl of the group. But it didn't matter to them. They would still fight you, your losing was inedible. They talked to you about girl shit, and you gave them good advice.
You were currently on a boat and you and the whole school would taking the a boat to Mexico for a special school trip. Something about the school grade having all student get up to 90%.
You get to share a room with your best friend's.
Rafe Cameron your best friend since middle school. He bought you a slice of pizza since you had no lunch, and ever since then you became besties.
He was the relaxed one, didn't care about any girl besides you. If you need someone to watch a movie with, he's your guy.
Kelce Leroy, you met him in your homeroom in grade 9, he worked with you on a project with Rafe, and you all became a group since then.
He was the more fun one, always on your hip about letting loose. Being cool.
Topper Thorton, you met him at summer camp in grade six. You became close because he picked up all your period products in grade 6.
A bunch of boys thought it would be funny to go through your bag, they through around your pads and embarrassed you. Making you cry. Topper picked up all your stuff and comforted you.
He was the more caring one. Always saying you can talk to him if you need to. He was basically the mom of the group or dad.
It was perfect cause you were the more rebellious one. Always trying to start something.
Kelce cheering you on, Rafe laughing on the side, and topper trying to stop it.
You are a kook. They liked that, more like Rafe did.
You were currently sitting with Rafe and Kelce as Toppee fetched you some drinks.
“I think I'm gonna ask Jj out” You decide “No, he's a pogue Y/n” Rafe rolled his eyes.
“So what. I'm tired of these stupid restrictions you make. He's nice and hot” You giggle.
“He's dirty as well as his Pogue friends. But Rafe didn't you kiss Kiara in like 9th grade?” Kelce reminds us.
“Oh yeah, I remember. Everyone thought you were weird cause she was two years younger” You laugh with Kelce.
“You dared me to” Rafe remarks.
“Cause she was in love with you, Sarah told me” You shrug.
Topper finally returns to us “here I got diet coke y/n, Sprite for Kelce and Water for Rafe” Topper said handing his stuff when he said our names.
We all thanked Topper.
“They said we will be in Mexico in like an hour from now, Mrs trench said were all sharing a room In the hotel” you told them.
“Two beds” you added.
“I ain't sharing a bed with you guys that's gay” Kelce fake gagged.
“Don't be homophobic. I have to share a bed with one of you guys, so I'm the one losing here” you scoff.
“Nose goes” Kelce shouts as he puts his finger on his nose, the other guys doing it as well.
Rafe doing it last “Hah you two have to share a bed” Kelce laughed.
You slapped him lightly on the chest.
“Why don't you guys just do something fair? Or sleep in a different room” You suggest.
“Mr. Kenneth said if he says anyone sneaking around there expelled” Topper buds in.
“How about we race” Rafe proposes to the boys.
“Why don't I have a choice in this? It's my personal space” you argue.
They all turn to me “Fine, Y/n can pick” Rafe grunts.
“Whoever is nicest to me all day can” You establish.
“Easy” Topper chuckles.
Rafe grabs my coke and opens it for you “Would you like me to hold it for you while you drink, your highness” Rafe half-jokes.
“Yes, peasant” you giggle.
He lightly tilts your chin up, slowly pouring the cold liquid into your mouth.
He stops and lets go of me “thank you kind sir” you wink at him.
“Anything for you” Rafe clicks his tongue.
“Would you like me to spit in your mouth? What the fuck was that guys? So sexual” Kelce lets out a deep chuckle.
“Watch it” Rafe warns him.
“Yes daddy” Kelce fake moans.
Causing us to laugh, besides Rafe.
Rafe leans towards my ear “if you don't fucking pick me ill ignore you for a while” Rafe gives notice to you.
He leans back out and smiles at everyone.
This is going to be a long trip.
“Anyways y/n, Kayla wants to talk to you. Something about her dead dog” Topper just now tells you.
You get up and smile at the boys “I'll be back. Next time tell me sooner” I look topper in the eyes “Yeah sorry” he apologises.
You pat him on the back as you walk away.
Hours have past now.
You and the guys were finally in the bedroom “So who is it y/n?” Topper asks, sitting on the bed beside you.
“Um I chose Rafe” You huff.
“Seriously, I gave you a foot massage y/n” Kelce shouts “Yeah and I carried you all day” Topper reminds me.
Standing up, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Sorry but Rafe did buy me that necklace” You shrug.
“Whatever. Mine as well suck his dick y/n” Kelce mutters.
“Fuck off. You have to share a bed with topper loser” you shout while fake laughing.
“That's it. I'm sleeping on the floor” Kelce sniffs.
“What's so bad about me” Topper asks.
“Nothing he just doesn't wanna” you shrug.
Rafe gets on the left side of the bed, laying down.
Kelce grabs a blanket and pillow and the remote.
Turning on sponge bob SquarePants.
You lay down beside Rafe facing him.
“Thank you y/n” He smiles at you, cupping your face “Thank you for the necklace. It's beautiful” You smile back.
He slowly leans in, lightly kissing your check.
Then kissing all over your head.
He started to playfully fight with you.
He pins you down and starts to tickle you, laughter screaming out of your mouth.
“Rafe- Stop- I can't breath” you wheeze.
He stops tickling you.
You catch your breath and somehow end up on top of him.
Attempting to tickle him “you forgot I'm not ticklish” Rafe licks his upper lip.
Placing his hands on your hips.
Slowly making you grind on him.
“Stop Rafe- we can get caught” You whisper.
“Let them watch” Rafe smirks.
Making you go faster.
Catching the eye of kelce “Ayo, what are you guys doing?” Kelce shouts while laughing.
Sure I made out with the guys sometimes. But usually nothing like this. I only once got to second base with Kelce. We were both very drunk.
“You guys having sex?” kelce asks, getting up.
Topper now turned over looking at us.
“No guys just having some fun” You laugh.
Rafe groaning beneath you.
“Let me join babe” Kelce jokes.
Suddenly Rafe tugs on your shirt. You take it off, throwing it on the floor.
Rafe smiles at your body. Getting harder under you.
“Oh shit. Real-life porn” Kelce laughs.
“Come here Kelce” You giggle.
Getting off Rafe.
Kelce sits on the bed and you push him down.
Taking off his shirt, crawling on top of him.
“Your so hot” kelce groans.
You kiss his stomach up to his neck, licking up to his ear lobe.
“Can I suck your dick in front of them” I whisper in his ear, lightly biting the lobe of his ear.
“Yes Miss” Kelce smirks.
You go on your knees in front of him.
Sliding his pants down, playing with the bulge in his boxers.
Rafe goes behind you and starts to kiss down your neck. Unclipping your bra.
“Can I fuck you y/n” Rafe asks.
“Yes” You moan as he dry humps you.
Rafe takes off his pants and slips off your shorts.
“Seriously, in front of me guys,” Topper complains.
“Come here then” you moan.
Topper quickly gets off the bed running to your side.
“How can I include you” You moan as Rafe snaps his hips into you.
You pull down kelce boxers. Stroking him slowly.
“Can I just watch? Maybe record” Topper requests.
“Fine” You groan.
You start to take kelce inside your mouth.
Topper gets his phone and starts to record “If you show anyone this ill fucking kill you topper” Rafe grunts.
“Yes I know, it's just for us” He smirks. Slowly jerking himself off.
You bob your head vastly for kelce, and grind on Rafe as he slams into you.
“I'm gonna cum” Kelce groans, gripping the bed sheets.
You felt him twitch in your mouth then liquid hit your throat.
You go slow letting him get off his high.
He gets up watching you swallow all of his cum.
“Gosh, you're so perfect y/n” Rafe hissed as he slams inside your pussy.
You felt your climax build up as he said that.
He starts to rub your clit in circular motion.
“Fuck Rafe- don't stop” You whimper.
You felt your legs go numb as you came all over him.
With a few more bucks he pulls out and cums all over your back.
Letting you catch your breath. Rafe then offers “Come on, we're gonna get you clean”.
He picks you up with the boys behind you.
Rafe runs the bath water and places you in it “Find some soap” Rafe demands.
Topper looks around and finds a little bottle of bubble bath, Rafe adds it to the water. Creating bubbles in the water.
“Thank you” You smile at Rafe “Get washed then we're gonna watch some movies order food and cuddle” Rafe lights up a candle.
Rafe made this all worth it.
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“Cabin Fever”
Word Count: 18.4k
*No kinks for this one since it's one of the softer ones. Note that I did tweak FBH's age a bit to make him a little older than he was in real life during this era.*
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"Teagan!"
Teagan quickly looked away from the trunk of the car and over her shoulder to her friend Callie. Callie was exiting the cabin they had just arrived at, pulling her hair into a messy ponytail.
"Is the box of liquor still in there?" Callie asked as she made her way back down the stairs to join back up with Teagan - assisting with unpacking the car.
"Uh no," Teagan responded as she began to move some of their bags around. "I think Julien said he was taking it over to his cabin."
Callie let out a gasp of surprise, stopping in her tracks by the side of the car. "That little shit! That was our alcohol, not theirs. Julien said Aaron was getting the alcohol for them. Oh hell no - this is not how this is going to work.
Teagan giggled as she watched Callie run off towards the boys cabin that was just a little ways away from their own. They were the only ones on this part of the resort they were staying at - a nice distance of woods between the two cabins, but not far enough to where it was a pain to walk back and forth.
It ensured that both parties still had a good amount of privacy, even though Teagan knew that Callie would more than likely be sneaking over to the boy's cabin in the middle of the night to fool around with Julien.
Julien had invited Callie to come on this trip seeing they had been dating for a little over five months now. Callie had been Teagan's best friend since their first year of college, next week being the start of their third, so she asked Teagan to come along as well.
Teagan was hesitant at first - as parties and social settings such as this weren't really her thing, but she promised herself that this year she would try and step out of her shell a bit more. When Callie invited her, she saw this as the perfect opportunity to start testing out those waters she found to be so dangerous before.
It was only a few minutes later, after Teagan had managed to get the rest of their bags inside, that Callie came trudging back with the box of liquor.
"How hard was that for you to get back?" Teagan asked with a smirk.
Callie rolled her eyes, setting the box down on the kitchen counter. "It may have resulted in me telling them that we'd help set up for the bonfire tonight."
Teagan narrowed her eyebrows, starting to help Callie take the bottles of liquor out of the box - setting up a makeshift bar on the countertop. "Weren't we already going to help them?"
"Yeah, but they didn't know that. I was just gonna have us go over and help to be nice on our own accord."
The girls quickly set out all the liquor bottles before heading upstairs to get ready for the bonfire tonight. It was nearing six o'clock, and they had all agreed upon seven o'clock to start the festivities. There were a couple of other girls staying in the cabin with them, but Teagan and Callie didn't really know them, so they decided to keep to themselves for now.
Teagan wasn't really sure what to wear considering she never went to a lot of parties. She had maybe gone to three her entire college career, and those were on the more tame side. With the help of Callie, she settled on a dark blue washed denim skirt and a black halter top - pairing it with some black wedges.
"Oh my gosh, Teagan, you look so good," Callie complimented her as they looked in the mirror. Callie stood behind her, resting her chin on her shoulder. "I'm so happy you're here."
"Me too, it feels good stepping out my box for once."
They made their way over to the boy's cabin, and Teagan felt the nerves swirling in her stomach. She wasn't sure how many of Julien's frat brothers would be here, let alone which ones. Most of them seemed nice enough, but there were also a handful of them that could be absolute assholes.
"Don't be so nervous, T," Callie said, placing her hand on Teagan's shoulder. "It'll be okay, and I'll stay right by your side the whole time if you want."
Teagan sucked in a deep breath before nodding. "Okay, yeah. There's nothing to be nervous about."
Callie smiled and opened the door to the boy's cabin, heading inside. "The best guests have arrived!"
Teagan could feel her face growing flushed as several of the boys looked over at them. She wasn't one for attention being focused on her, so this was absolutely causing all of her nerves to come rushing back. The girls made their way into the kitchen, and Callie immediately wrapped her arms around Julien.
"So what can us ladies do to help move things along?" She asked, pressing a kiss to his lips.
"Well, we need help setting up the little bar we're gonna have going on in here, and then we need someone to help Harry set up the actual bonfire outside," Julien responded, hands rubbing up and down Callie's sides.
Callie peered over her shoulder at Teagan, giving her a small smirk. "Do you wanna go help Harry and I can take care of helping Julien here?"
Callie knew that Teagan had a little bit of a crush on Harry. It happened on the first day of classes last year, when Teagan accidentally ran into Harry in one of the hallways - panicking about where her classroom actually was. Running into Harry caused the books she had in her arms to go flying, and if he hadn't reached out to grab the tops of her arms, Teagan would've fallen over completely.
He was so polite to her even though she wished the world would've opened her up and swallowed her whole. She could only imagine just how red her cheeks were, and she could feel tears burning in her eyes out of embarrassment. Teagan was sure Harry had paid attention to all of that, and he still didn't make it awkward. He helped her pick up her books before asking where she was heading in such a hurry. When she explained that she was lost, Harry quickly pointed her in the right direction - sending her a wink before heading towards his own class.
Ever since then, she couldn't help but get lost in daydreams of the boy with chestnut curls, evergreen eyes and deep dimples. Teagan finally mustered up the courage to ask Callie about him one day, and it turns out he's actually one of the nicer frat boys. It didn't surprise Teagan to hear this - she figured that Harry was nice with the way he treated her that day.
"Uhm, yeah, sure," Teagan said, twisting her hands behind her back and rolling on the balls of her feet. "He's already outside?"
"Yep, went out there a couple of minutes ago. I'm sure he'll appreciate the help," Julien commented as Teagan made her way around the couple and towards the back door of the cabin.
Teagan walked onto the back porch - immediately catching sight of Harry with an axe in his hands. He had a log of wood perched up, and he quickly swung the axe down to split it in two. Teagan's mouth ran dry as she watched the way his muscles flexed with his movements. She didn't even know how long she had been staring until Harry looked up.
"Julien sent you out here?" He asked, bringing up the hem of his tank top to wipe over his forehead.
Teagan's eyes immediately snapped to his chiseled v-lines where leaves peeked over the waist of his skinny jeans.
"Y-yes," she stammered, internally cursing herself with the way her voice faltered.
Licking over her lips, she walked down the steps of the porch and approached Harry - her heart pounding against her chest.
"Perfect," he said as he dropped his tank top to cover his stomach once again, sending her a dazzling smile. "I'm Harry, by the way."
Harry extended his hand out to Teagan, and she cleared her throat before taking it. "Hi, I'm-"
"Teagan," Harry interrupted her, tugging his bottom lip through his teeth. "You're Callie's friend."
Teagan's eyes widened at the fact that Harry already knew her name. Although they ran into each other in the hall that one time, she had never really encountered him after that. She figured that she remained invisible to him - just like she did to everyone else but Callie and Julien.
But invisible was the last thing Teagan was to Harry. He too had developed a bit of a thing for her after their little run in. Whenever he'd see her in passing, he'd keep his eyes glued to her probably more than he should. Teagan fascinated him.
Harry didn't have any classes with her, but one of his buddies, Connor, did. He found out her name through him, and then realized after how good of friends Callie was with her. Harry knew that Teagan was smart, Connor telling him that she was majoring in Anthropology, but it was obvious to him that she had no idea just how beautiful she was too.
"Yeah, her and Julien...they're kind of my only friends," Teagan mumbled, looking down shamefully at her feet.
Harry felt his heart ache a bit, and he reached out to place a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, you're here with all of us, aren't you? It's a perfect opportunity to make some connections with new people."
Teagan just nodded in response, not really believing him. She was sure that no one would want to interact with her since she was so quiet most of the time. She knew that people probably thought she was weird because of that.
"So what can I help with?" She asked, doing her best to get the subject to change from being on her and her lack of social interaction.
"If you want to take this wood I've already chopped up and set it up in the fire pit, that would be good."
Teagan moved her head in understanding, gathering up the few pieces of wood that were already cut - holding them in her arms against her chest. She walked over to the fire pit that was just a few steps away, beginning to set them in there in a way that would keep the fire going well.
"I was a little surprised when Callie told me you were coming," Harry spoke as he clashed the axe down against another piece of wood. "But, it's nice that you are. Callie talks about you all the time."
"Really?" Teagan asked with a laugh, looking over her shoulder. "I don't know why, I'm not in any way exciting."
"She seems to think you are. She said without you she wouldn't have made it through her first year."
Shaking her head, Teagan dusts her hands off on her skirt as she makes her way back over to Harry. "She likes to exaggerate."
Harry tilts his head to the side, studying Teagan. "Why do you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Seems like you tend to put yourself down," he stated. "Why?"
"O-oh, I just..." Teagan trailed off, looking down at her feet while tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'm just being honest, I guess. I'm pretty boring."
"I don't think that's true."
Teagan looked back up to Harry, getting lost in his green irises. "You don't even know me," she whispered.
Harry knew she was right. He didn't know her - not in the slightest. The last thing he wanted was for her to be down on herself though.
"Can I ask why you think you're so boring?"
Teagan shrugged, picking up the pieces of wood that Harry had freshly cut in an attempt to distract herself. "I've always been boring."
She moved away from him and set the new pieces of wood on top of the others - doing her best to calm the nerves that were creeping their way back into her stomach. When Teagan turned around to walk back over to Harry, she collided immediately with his chest.
"I-I'm sorry," she stuttered, lips parting as she stared up at him.
Harry smirked down at her, reaching around her hips to plant both hands on the edge of the fire pit - trapping her between his arms. "I think you're a little too hard on yourself, Teagan."
Teagan's breath got caught in the back of her throat as her eyes bounced all over Harry's perfect face.
"What do you mean?" She blurted out, leaning back away from him.
"I don't think you see yourself the way other people see you at all."
It was like Teagan's brain forgot how to comprehend a single thought when those words left Harry's mouth.
"And how do you see me?" She asked eventually, her voice quiet.
Harry didn't know how to answer her. He knew that he saw her as beautiful, smart and endearing, but he also didn't want to come out and confess all of that. Talking to a girl like this was a little new to him. Usually the girls threw themselves at him, and then the rest just went from there.
Harry pushed himself off the fire pit and shook his head as he walked back over to cut the last log of wood he had. "In no way in particular," he lied. "Sorry, I don't know what I was saying."
Teagan found herself growing more insecure as Harry completely backtracked on the way he was speaking to her. Her fingernails dug into her palms as she tried to will away the anxiety flowing through her.
"Right," she breathed out, pulling her trembling bottom lip into her mouth.
"You can head inside - I can handle the rest."
"Right," Teagan repeated herself - wanting to smack herself in the face.
She quickly turned around and went inside, eyes searching all over the cabin for Callie. When they landed upon her, she walked over and took her hand - taking Callie by surprise.
"T, is everything okay?" She asked, concern covering her face.
"Y-yeah, I just...I got a little hot outside. Harry sent me back in."
Callie quickly guided Teagan over to the couch - forcing her to sit down. "I'll get you some water."
As Callie went to retrieve the water, the girls from their cabin showed up, and music started playing - signaling that the bonfire was truly beginning. It wasn't long until Callie returned with some water, and Teagan sipped it.
The little party soon turned rowdy, causing Teagan to grow even more anxious than she already was. Callie tried to stay by her side as much as possible, but it was hard when she would leave to go and get a drink or play a game with Julien. Teagan didn't fault her - she was allowed to enjoy the party like everyone else and not have to tend to her best friend.
Throughout the night, Harry kept glimpsing over at Teagan, and he found himself feeling a bit guilty for the way he reacted to her earlier. It was wrong of him just to switch on her like that, but being honest and open in such a way was new to him. He was sure that it probably didn't make her feel any better about herself, and that was going to nag at him until he made it right.
"What's the nerdy girl doing here?" He heard Danny say, and Harry could already feel his blood boiling. "Has she even had a drink?"
Danny began to make his way over to Teagan who was leaning up against the wall - observing everyone as she kept to herself. Harry followed behind him, and that was mostly to make sure he didn't do anything stupid.
"Is that beer in your cup?" Danny asked as he approached Teagan, clearly catching her by surprise.
"N-no, just water," Teagan replied as her hand gripped tighter to the plastic in her hand. Her eyes flashed over to Harry over Danny's shoulder, and she was hoping that he'd get this drunken man away from her.
"So you come to these cabins to camp with us, and you come to this party, but you're not going to drink? Are you really that much of a fucking prude?"
Teagan pushed herself harder against the wall at the harsh tone of Danny's voice - wanting to absolutely disappear.
"Callie and Julien invited me," she said, her voice small.
"I don't care who invited you. You clearly don't belong here," he snapped. "You're just standing against the wall - judging all of us while taking up space. Do you even think she could be fun, Styles?"
Danny looked over his shoulder at Harry who's eyes were stuck on Teagan. He could see her shifting her weight from foot to foot, and it was clear that she was extremely uncomfortable in the present situation.
"Nope - not at all," Harry spoke, taking another sip of his beer. "You're right. Just taking up fucking space."
Harry's words felt like a dagger straight to Teagan's heart. She felt tears welling up in her eyes, her cup of water falling to the ground as she started to shake.
"You gonna cry now, nerdy girl?" Danny taunted, and Teagan quickly shoved her hands against him, moving him out of her way as she pushed past him and Harry.
Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she exited through the front door - not even bothering to find Callie and tell her she was leaving. Teagan needed to get out of there as soon as possible.
Soft sobs left her on the short walk back to the cabin. Her arms were wrapped tight against herself - fingertips digging into the skin of her shoulder blades. This is exactly why she didn't put herself in situations like this. This is everything she had tried to protect herself from.
Teagan stepped back into the cabin, and immediately went into the room her and Callie were sharing. She grabbed all of her toiletries and went into the bathroom, removing her contacts and quickly taking a shower. Slipping into her tank top and running shorts, Teagan went back into the bedroom and curled up in her bed. She was staring blankly at the wall as tears continued to fall down her cheeks, and she felt so pathetic.
If she hadn't rode with Callie and had driven herself here, she would surely be leaving right now. Half of her was tempted to tell Callie she was leaving with the car and would come back to pick her up at the end of the week. Either that or she could just ride home with Julien.
Teagan didn't know how long it had been before she heard a knock on the door, causing her to sit up in bed - wiping her hands over her wet cheeks. She grabbed her glasses off the nightstand, sliding them onto the bridge of her nose as the knocking continued. Hesitantly, she crawled out of bed and made her way towards the front door. She opened it just a crack and peered around it - seeing Harry standing there with his hands pressed against the doorframe, and his head down.
The door creaking alerted Harry, and he snapped his head up to look at her.
"Teagan...hi," Harry said, dropping his hands to stand up straight.
He wasn't exactly sure why he decided to come over and check on her a half hour after she had left the bonfire, but the tears she had cried were embedded in his mind.
"What are you doing here?" Teagan asked, her voice coming out more harsh than she thought it ever could.
"I-I'm sorry about Danny," Harry spoke quickly, hearing just how fed up Teagan was with her tone. "He's an ass, and he gets off on getting under people's skin and making them feel small."
"And you? Are you sorry about yourself?"
Teagan was surprised with herself. She was never one to stand up against others like this, but she thought that Harry was so sweet the first time they encountered each other, and she thought he was also being kind earlier before his demeanor completely changed.
"Yes, I am, fuck."
Harry shook his head while fiddling with the bandana that was pushing his curls back.
"Look, I'm a douchebag sometimes," he started, suddenly feeling nervous for the first time in a while. "And I shouldn't have let him talk to you like that, and I shouldn't have gone along with it."
Teagan continued to stare at Harry - watching as he slightly squirmed under her gaze.
"And I know I'm not owed a single thing from you, but I left the bonfire, and I was wondering if you'd like to come down to the lake with me."
Harry's eyes darted all over Teagan's face as he tried to gauge how she would respond. Teagan looked down at her attire before looking back at Harry.
"I don't know why I'm agreeing, but I just need a second to pull on a hoodie," she announced, and Harry nodded his head.
"Absolutely, take all the time you need."
Teagan noticed he had pulled a flannel on over his tank top considering it got colder here at nighttime. She also didn't have a bra on at the moment, and she didn't necessarily want Harry seeing all of that. Closing the door, she moved back into her bedroom to pull a plain black hoodie over her head - slipping her feet into some sandals before walking back to the front door.
Harry smiled as Teagan reappeared while pulling the front door closed behind her. They began to walk, mostly in silence until Harry decided to speak up after a few minutes.
"I actually chose this place for us to camp," he stated, shoving his hands into the front pockets of his tight jeans. "My family and I used to come here every year for vacation, so I know it like the back of my hand."
Teagan's fingers were fidgeting with each other in her front hoodie pocket as they walked. She wasn't sure why she agreed to come with Harry after the words he had spoken to her at the party, but she knew that if he just showed up at the cabin door like that then he must've felt bad. Guys like him didn't do things like that without a reason.
"The lake is my favorite part," he continued, grabbing onto a tree branch that was hanging low and swinging from it before releasing it - dropping back down to the ground. "I'd sneak out at night to come down here by myself. You can see the sky so perfectly because it's so open, and the sound of the water rippling in the wind is so nice."
Hearing Harry speak in such a way had Teagan's heart soaring. He was speaking about the lake in the same way she treasured going out into the flower field next to grandparents house growing up. With a book tucked under her arm, Teagan always found joy in heading out there and laying among the flowers as she read her newest book.
"I get that," Teagan told him, glancing over in his direction for a moment. "I have a place that speaks to me in a similar way."
Harry's eyes gleamed as he looked over at Teagan, a crooked smile appearing on his lips. "Yeah? Where?"
"There's a field next to my grandparent's old house - they're gone now, but it was filled with flowers. I would go out there during the summer for hours and just read. It was freeing."
"Fuck, yeah...I couldn't think of the word," Harry said, nibbling on his bottom lip. "Freeing."
They get to the lake and walk out onto the pier before sitting down. Teagan sits with her legs criss crossed, where Harry was leaning back onto back onto his palms, legs bent up a bit so his knees were facing the sky.
Teagan soon found out that he was absolutely right about this lake. It was understandable why he liked it here - it was so peaceful.
The pair remained quiet for some time, and just as Harry said, the only sound you could really hear was the water billowing in the breeze. Harry looked over at Teagan as she stared down at her lap, occasionally lifting her hand up to push her sliding glasses back up.
Harry was truly beating himself up over the words he said to Teagan earlier. It was absolutely idiotic of him, and if he could go back and tell Danny off instead of siding with him, he would. The look on Teagan's face when he said those hateful words was right at the forefront of his mind.
"Look, I know I already said it, but I really am sorry about siding with Danny before," Harry sighed, eyes still focused on Teagan. "I shouldn't have talked to you that way, and I'm beating myself up over it."
"You shouldn't talk to anybody that way - not just me."
Teagan's tone was pointed - causing Harry to swallow harshly. Even though she may be shy, she could speak her mind when she wanted to. She only wished she could've called them both out like this then, and not just now that it was her and Harry.
"I know, I know," Harry nodded. "I'm a fucking idiot, alright? I've been trying to be better at being so arrogant, but it's hard when the people around you are."
"That's not really an excuse," Teagan stated, finally looking over to Harry. "Julien's around all the same people, and he's not mean to me. He's not mean to anyone like that."
Harry didn't know what to say back to her. He knew that ultimately she was right, and honestly her saying that knocked some sense into him. Julien doesn't act like that and he doesn't get cast to the side - he's just as included in everything with the fraternity as anyone else is.
Silence took the two of them over again, but Teagan didn't mind. She was used to the quiet, and it didn't make her uncomfortable. If anything, she preferred the quiet.
"You don't have to be who everybody else wants you to be all the time, you know?" Teagan said, looking over to Harry another time. "I think who you were outside with me earlier, when you were cutting wood, is more of who you really are. You were being so kind."
Teagan wanted to also mention how pleasant he had been the first time they really met, but she didn't want to freak him out. He probably didn't even remember it.
"Fuck," Harry sighed, shaking his head as he curled his body up, locking his forearms around his bent up knees to lace his fingers either. "I-I know, I've been slowly coming to terms with that over these last few months.
"And that is who I am...the guy I was outside earlier before I acted like an asshole then too. That guy you ran into in the hall last year, that's me too."
Teagan's stomach clenched when he brought up their first encounter. She thought for sure that he wouldn't even think twice about that day, and here he was making her realize that wasn't true.
"Well," Teagan started, sucking a deep breath. "I quite like that guy. I'd like to see more of him."
She didn't know how she found it in herself to be so confident with him, but she could tell that Harry was being vulnerable, so she wanted to repay the gesture.
The corners of Harry's lips twitched up into a smile, eyes dancing all over Teagan's face.
"Yeah?" He asked, laughing a bit out of nervousness. "Think you could be friends with him?"
Teagan giggled, and it sounded like the sweetest melody Harry had ever heard. He watched as she nodded her head, her blue eyes twinkling in the moonlight.
"I think I could."
Harry and Teagan stayed by the lake for another hour before they saw it was nearing one in the morning. They walked onto the porch of the girls cabin, Teagan almost entranced by the way Harry looked underneath all the stars.
"Thank you for walking me, you didn't have to come all the way to the door," she laughed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Nonsense, I wanted to do it," Harry replied, shaking his head. "I've also been meaning to tell you all night - I really like you with the glasses. 'S cute."
Teagan felt herself blushing fiercely. She didn't know how to respond since she didn't get complimented in such a way that often. They stared at each other for a few seconds before Teagan cleared her throat.
"Well, I'm gonna go ahead and turn in for the night. I had a really nice-"
She stopped speaking when she felt Harry's lips against her cheek - one of his hands gently resting on her hip.
"I had a really nice time with you tonight, Teagan," he whispered before pulling back to see her with a shocked expression, and a bit of blush tinting her cheeks. "Meet me down there again tomorrow night? Around ten?"
Teagan felt her chest tingle with both nervousness and excitement as she realized Harry was asking her to hang out again - just the two of them like tonight.
"Yeah, sure," she agreed with a nod. "I'll see you then."
The boys and girls would be doing separate activities during the day tomorrow from what she had read on the little agenda that had been made, so she knew they wouldn't be seeing each other again until nightfall.
"Goodnight, Teagan," Harry said with a large smile before he turned around and walked off the porch.
"Goodnight, Harry."
Teagan walked back into the cabin and shut the door behind her, her cheeks hurting from just how hard she was smiling.
"Teagan? Is that you?" She heard Callie's voice from their bedroom, and she could tell she was panicked.
In a bite of a daze, Teagan walked into their room to see Callie sitting on her bed with her phone in her hands. "Oh my god, there you are!"
Callie leapt off the bed and wrapped her arms around her best friend. "I was so worried. Someone said something to Julien about you leaving the party crying, and then when I got here you were just gone. Where have you been?"
Callie pulled Teagan back to look at her, her arms cupping the tops of her arms, and she immediately became confused at the delirious expression on her face.
"What's up with you?" Callie asked with a laugh. "Why do you look all floaty?"
"I-I was with Harry, down at the lake," Teagan said before biting down on her lower lip.
Callie's eyes widened as she slapped a hand over her mouth to muffle her scream. "Oh my god, Teagan! What did you do?"
"Nothing really, we just sat and talked. It was nice," Teagan explained, walking over to her bed to sit down. "And then he walked me back up here and he...he kissed my cheek."
Callie sat down on her own bed with a slack jaw, shaking her head. "You're shitting me! If you're telling me a lie I'm going to be very mad."
"I'm not, I promise! He asked me to meet him at the lake again tomorrow night too."
"Oh you're so going, right?" Callie asked and Tegan nodded in response. "Yay! I can't believe this is happening. You guys make such a cute couple."
"Hey, let's not get too ahead of ourselves now, okay?" Teagan said with a shake of her head, pulling her covers back to slip underneath them. "We're just friends...if you would even call us that right now."
"Teagan, he kissed you on the cheek. He's definitely interested in being more than friends with you, and he wants to hang out with you again. Oh - please take your phone this time, that way I don't panic when I can't find you, and then I see your phone on the nightstand."
Teagan cringed and removed her glasses, setting them down next to her phone that was still plugged in from earlier. "I'm sorry, he just came and asked me to go down there with him unexpectedly. I was frazzled.
Callie moved around the room to turn off the overhead light before climbing into bed herself. "Are you hoping he asks you to be his date to formal night?"
Three nights from now there was a scheduled "formal night" that was taking place at the boys cabin. Teagan knew it had been added to the agenda as an excuse for both the boys and girls to dress up and try to impress each other, and because of that, she didn't plan on going.
"I don't think I'm going to that anyway, Callie, so no."
"Even if he were to ask you, you still wouldn't go?"
"No, I don't think so. You know I don't do well with that kind of stuff," Teagan sighed, moving to lay on her back and stare at the ceiling through the darkness.
"Well, if he ends up asking you, I hope you reconsider that decision. You know you'd have a good time if you were to be there as Harry's date."
Teagan didn't respond and soon she heard Callie's soft snores filling the room. It never took her long to fall asleep after drinking, but Teagan was wide awake with only one thing on her mind.
Harry.
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It was now Wednesday night - formal night. Teagan sat on the side of her bed as she watched Callie getting herself ready, sitting at the small vanity that was inside their room. Julien would be coming by the cabin in about an hour so that he could walk her over to the boys cabin for the evening.
For the past two nights, Teagan had met Harry down by the lake and they had just sat there and talked. Sometimes there would be gaps of silence in their conversation, but neither of them seemed to mind. They mostly talked about school, but every now and then they would get into pretty deep conversations about life. Those specific conversations had them understanding each other more and more, and they also realized they thought the same way about a lot of things.
Harry had walked her back to her door once they were ready to turn in, and on the second night, he gave her another kiss on the cheek just as he had before.
But last night was when Harry finally mustered up the courage and asked Teagan to be his date for formal night. Teagan froze up at the question, and as much as she wanted to say yes, all she could think about were the harsh words Danny had spoken to her at the bonfire, and she couldn't go through that again.
She told him no.
It pained Teagan to see the brightness in his moss colored eyes dim with her rejection, and it stung when he left the porch with a mumbled goodnight with his hands tucked in his pockets.
And no kiss on the cheek.
Teagan didn't blame him for not wanting to show her that kind of affection again after she had just turned him down, but she wished he had given her time to explain why. She didn't say no because she didn't want to go with him - she had so no because she didn't want to be around everyone else.
"Are you sure you really don't want to go?" Callie asked as she turned around in her chair, breaking Teagan out of her thoughts. "I think it would be kind of cute if you surprised him. Julien said he's been down in the dumps all day."
Teagan frowned at Callie's words, feeling absolutely awful at the fact that she was the cause of someone feeling beside themselves.
The truth was, Teagan had been reconsidering her choice all day, and then as she watched Callie getting ready, she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to get that done up herself.
"W-what if he already asked someone else?" Teagan questioned, chewing on the inside of her cheek.
Callie clicked her tongue softly against her teeth before getting up from her seat to walk across the room, taking a seat next to Teagan on her bed. "Do you really think Harry would do that?"
Teagan thought about it for a moment, and then she shook her head. "No, he wouldn't."
"Exactly, he wouldn't. If you want to go T, you need to tell me now, so I can help you get ready," Callie said, lifting a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind Teagan's ear. "I have some other dresses I had brought as options that you can try on too. You'll have to find a pair of your own shoes to wear though - you and your tiny feet."
Callie knew that Teagan would need her to assist with her hair, and probably most of her makeup, as Teagan was known to only wear mascara most of the time. Teagan looked into her friend's eyes as she weighed the situation more and more.
She knew that it would probably mean a lot to Harry if she did end up showing up, and she also didn't want to be scared of situations like this for the rest of her life. Yes, she had a bad experience the first night, but the whole reason she told herself she would be coming on this trip was because she wanted to step outside of her bubble.
If she went tonight, Teagan would be proving to herself that she could do these things. That she was brave enough to do them.
"Okay, I'll go," she told Callie with a nod.
Callie squealed and wrapped her arms around Teagan, rocking them back and forth a bit before she quickly hopped off the bed.
"Okay! These are the other dresses I brought with me," Callie said as she pulled three dresses from her closet and laid them out on her own bed.
Teagan stood, tugging her bottom lip as she tilted her head to the side and examined her options. "Well, I really only have those black wedges I could wear that would be formal enough. So maybe this one?"
She pointed to the navy blue dress in the middle, a bit intimidated as she saw how low the dress cut, but it would be the only one that would work with her shoes.
"I was hoping you'd choose that one," Callie told her with a nod. "I think it's going to look perfect on you."
For the next thirty minutes, Teagan sat down in the vanity chair that was previously occupied by Callie as her best friend did her hair. She curled it just a bit so give Teagan some nice waves, and then she also went light on her makeup. A soft blush adorned Teagan's cheeks and a champagne colored shadow coated her eyelids. She asked Callie for just a bit of eyeliner along with some mascara, but she didn't want anything on her lips - not wanting to be bothered with touching it up all night.
Teagan slipped out of her pajamas and into the dress before stepping into her wedges. She had her back facing the full length mirror in the room, having not looked at herself once during this whole process.
"You know that just because you don't look at yourself that you still exist, right?" Callie asked with a laugh, placing her hands on Teagan's shoulders. "You look fucking amazing, T. I actually think you're going to get a wave of confidence when you see just how good you look."
Teagan closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath before nodding. "Alright, I'm gonna turn around."
Still keeping her eyes closed, Teagan turned around and shook out her hands - trying to rid herself of the nerves that were flowing throughout her whole body. She kept telling herself that Callie had to be right and she wouldn't lie to her. If she didn't look good, Callie would fix it before they left, but apparently there was nothing to fix.
After just a few more seconds, Teagan opened her eyes, a small gasp leaving her now parted lips as she took in her appearance. She had never worn this much makeup before, but she liked the way she looked, and although she had never worn a dress so revealing, it didn't feel as scary on her body as it did on the hanger.
But the best part of it all, Teagan still felt like herself. She still felt like she looked like herself, just with a bit more sparkle, and she loved it.
"Oh wow," she whispered, running her hands over the front of the dress.
The only thing that did make her a little nervous was the cleavage that was apparent, but Callie was right, it made her feel confident.
"I told you!" Callie exclaimed, standing with her hands on her hips and a proud expression on her face. "He's going to be kissing the ground you walk on by the end of the night - just you watch."
Teagan shook her head and rolled her eyes playfully. "We don't need all that."
"Well regardless of whether or not you need or want it, it's going to happen."
There's a knock at the door, and they both know that it's Julien. Callie and Teagan make their way out of their room and to the front door.
"Callie, babe, you ready to-" Julien started when Callie opened the door, but his face showed a look of shock when he saw Teagan standing there as well. "Oh wow, Teagan, you look great!"
"See, now other people are telling you too, it's not just me," Callie said, leaning over to peck Julien's cheek. "She changed her mind just as I was finishing up getting ready. How happy do you think Harry's going to be?"
"He's gonna be stoked. Poor guy has been pretty quiet today. Said something about a broken heart," Julien said as they walked off the porch and started towards the other cabin.
Teagan's jaw dropped at Julien's words. "Oh my god, please tell me you're joking. I feel so awful. He probably hates me."
Julien snickered softly and shook his head. "I'm totally pulling your leg. No broken heart talk, but he has been off."
"Well," Teagan sighed, her stomach doing flips as they walked up the steps of the cabin. "Let's hope maybe I can lift his spirits a bit."
Julien opens the door and they walk inside. Light music is already playing, and the table is already set with plates and silverware, serving dishes of all different types of food in the middle. Teagan can only guess that the boys either got this food delivered today, or they went and picked it up from somewhere.
Several of the guys were standing around in the living room with glasses in their hands. They really were going for the more formal setting tonight considering she's never seen any of these boys drinking out of anything but beer bottles and solo cups.
Teagan's eyes search for Harry as the three friends walk further into the cabin, heading towards the kitchen for drinks.
Once they rounded the corner, Harry had just turned around from pouring himself a glass of some whiskey that one of the other guys had told him to try. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Teagan in front of him - knees going weak at the sight of her.
His eyes dragged up the length of her legs before focusing in on her torso. The dress she was wearing hugged her shape perfectly, and his mouth went dry as he saw just the right amount of cleavage peeking over the top. Her makeup was simple, really only amplifying her already perfect features, and Harry could only stand there in awe.
"Might wanna close your mouth, Harry, you're starting to drool," Callie teased as she walked by him, patting his chest before her and Julien walked over to grab drinks of their own.
Teagan squirmed under Harry's gaze, wondering if he was looking at her because he thought she looked good or ridiculous. Deciding to push her insecurities to the side for a moment, she stepped forward to where she was standing right in front of Harry.
"Hi," she greeted him, grateful that her voice didn't give away just how nervous she was feeling now that she was here in his presence. "I...I changed my mind. I was wondering if you would still allow me to be your date."
Harry's heart fell to his stomach when he saw the tender smile that graced Teagan's lips as she spoke her request. He wanted nothing more than for her to have been his date tonight, but when she denied him last night, and he was met with a text this morning from Jenny asking for them to go together as friends, he had accepted her invitation.
"I-I'm sorry, Teagan," Harry said, his eyes holding hers as he shook his head. "I-I'm already here with Jenny. She texted me this morning since she knew we were both without dates, and I said yes."
Teagan's smile was quick to leave her face when she heard Harry's words. All of a sudden she felt completely foolish for coming here like this without checking in with him again. She just didn't expect that Harry would have agreed to go with someone else considering the way he had been acting from what Julien told Callie.
"Oh," she spoke, not really knowing what else she could say. "I-I should've expected that I guess."
She was lying, but she didn't want to come off as upset as she actually was.
"It's not like that, I promise," Harry assured her, going to reach out to hold her hip - something that felt familiar to him now since he had done it the last few nights, but he dropped his hand back down by his side instead. "She asked me to come together as friends. I-I'm not interested in her in that way."
Teagan wanted to believe him, but she couldn't help but feel like maybe he was just saying that to cover himself - to not make him seem like a player.
"You don't have to explain to yourself, Harry," she whispered, taking a step back from him. "This is on me. This is my fault."
Neither of them said another word as she walked around him to join up with Callie and Julien. They hadn't noticed Teagan was behind them until they turned around to join everyone in the living room.
"T, what are you doing? Where's Harry?" Callie asked, bringing a hand up to brush down her friend's arm.
"He's here with Jenny."
Callie's face fell, and she shook her head - not believing what she was hearing. "He's what?"
"He said he texted her this morning since they were both without dates, and he says he's not interested in her like that, that they're only here as friends, but I...I don't know if I believe him."
"I'll give you two a moment," Julien says, planting a quick kiss to Callie's temple before leaving the two friends to continue speaking.
"Why don't you believe him? Why do you think he'd lie to you?"
"I don't know, maybe he doesn't want me to know he's talking to other girls or something. It's no secret how naive I can be, Cal," Teagan frowns. "I feel like I should just go."
"No, no, you're definitely not doing that. You're staying. You didn't let yourself get all confident tonight just for one person to tear it all down," Callie reprimands, hooking her arm through her friend's as they head back in the living room.
Teagan could feel Harry's eyes on her as they entered the room even though he was standing next to Jenny, but she didn't look in his direction.
She didn't know if she'd be able to look at him again at all tonight.
"Alright everyone, let's sit and eat!" Julien said and they head over to the table.
Teagan sat at the end of the table with Callie beside her, and she was happy to see that Harry and Jenny were all the way at the other end on the opposite side. She kept her eyes mainly focused on her plate throughout the meal, even when speaking to Callie.
When dinner was finished, she tried to tell Callie she was actually going to be leaving, but Callie once again convinced her to stay. Teagan was currently seated on the couch in the living room, a glass of champagne in her hand. She had been sipping on it since dinner since she wasn't much of a drinker, but she wanted something to just help calm her nerves a bit.
She felt the couch slouch next to her, and she looked over to see Danny. Immediately Teagan's body tensed up, and she began to push herself off the couch to get away from him.
"No, Teagan," she heard him say and she stopped, keeping her mouth shut as they stared at each other. "It is Teagan, right?"
Teagan just nodded in response, dropping back onto the couch fully. Danny had left a decent amount of space behind them on the couch, so she didn't feel uncomfortable by his proximity, she was just worried that he was coming over to be rude to her again.
"Don't worry, you don't have to yell at me about my drinking choice tonight. It's champagne," she says, lifting her glass and wiggling it a bit.
Danny chuckles and shakes his head. "No, no that's not why I was coming over. I was actually coming over to apologize. I don't even remember what I said to you the other night, unfortunately, but both Julien and Harry told me that I was a right dick."
Teagan hummed as she took a sip of her champagne while nodding. "You were."
Danny had to admit that he appreciated Teagan's honesty. He had expected her to just roll over and accept his apology. "Well, I want to say that I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted that way with you."
"Are you just saying that now because I've prettied myself up, or do you actually mean it? Because I've heard about you - heard you like to make people feel small."
Danny just looked at Teagan after she spoke, not really knowing how to respond to that. He knew that he could be that way, but it surprised him that she would call him out on it.
"I do actually mean it, and yeah...I can be that way," Danny admitted. "But it's really only when I'm drinking."
"Then maybe you shouldn't drink," Teagan said, now actually standing from the couch. "Sorry, but you'll have to excuse me, I'd rather go sit outside and deal with a bit of cold than listen to any more of your narcissistic bullshit."
As Teagan walked away, she chugged down the rest of her champagne and set the empty glass down. She walked past Harry and Jenny who were speaking together in the far corner of the room, but she still didn't turn to look at them.
Little did Teagan know that Harry had just watched that whole encounter - making sure that Danny didn't try anything again tonight.
Teagan could see that someone had started a fire in the pit like they had the first night, so she decided that she really would be heading outside.
Being careful in the dark and in her wedges, she made her way down the steps of the back porch and walked over to one of the chairs surrounding the pit. She sat down and wrapped her arms around herself - staring at the flames.
Ultimately, she knew it was foolish to feel so upset over Harry being here with another girl. He had asked her first, and she denied him. He had every right to end up going with someone else. Neither of them had spoken about what their intentions were by spending the past few nights with each other. It was selfish of her to expect him to just continue hanging around when he thinks she wasn't interested.
The crunching of the rocks around her calls her attention, and she looks over to see Harry standing beside her. He's holding a chocolate bar, graham crackers and a bag of marshmallows - a couple of marshmallow roasting sticks tucked under his arm.
"We missed s'mores the first night. I figured we could have ours now instead," he said, taking his spot in the seat next to her.
"Harry, you don't have to be out here with me. You can go back in there with Jenny, it's okay."
"I don't want to," Harry responded, setting all of his supplies down on the small table outside. He took notice on how tight Teagan had her arms around herself and he quickly stood again, shrugging his blazer off. He draped it over her shoulders. "Here you go."
Harry made it a point to scoot his chair closer to Teagan's this time before sitting back down. Teagan kept her eyes on him as she slid her arms into the sleeves of the blazer he had given her.
"Aren't you going to be cold?" She asked him, seeing that it left him in just a black short sleeved shirt.
"I'll manage," Harry said with a small wink as he opened the bag of marshmallows. He grabbed one of the sticks and pushed one of the marshmallows onto the end of it before extending it over to Teagan. "Go ahead and start roasting yours, and I'll get the crackers and chocolate set up."
"Thank you," Teagan said, taking it from him before holding the stick out towards the fire - making sure the marshmallow was in the flames. "For your jacket and for this."
She made sure to pay attention to her marshmallow, but still watched as Harry put two crackers down on the table with a piece of chocolate on top of each of them. Soon he followed the same thing he did for Teagan by putting a marshmallow on the end of the stick, and then held it in the flame beside hers.
"How dark do you let yours get?" Harry asked, leaning his body a bit closer to hers.
"Completely burned," Teagan laughed while giving him a shrug. "It's the only right way."
"Can't argue with you there."
Their usual silence that occurred overtook them for a moment before Teagan decided to speak again. "You're sure she's not going to care that you're out here with me?"
"Not at all," Harry said with a shake of his head. "Like I told you, we're just friends, Teagan. She knows I'm not interested in her like that, and she also knows I'm interested in someone else. Only person I've really talked to about that other than Julien."
Teagan could feel the way her stomach dropped when Harry mentioned being interested in someone other than Jenny. She didn't realize that he was talking about her without telling her directly. She thought maybe Harry had just asked her to this as a friend as well, just like Jenny had asked him in that way.
"Well, I'm glad you have a couple of people you can talk to about those things," Teagan said honestly. The only person she had was Callie. "Is this girl that you like on this trip?"
Harry smirked softly to himself when it became apparent that Teagan had no idea that he had been referring to her. "Yeah, she is."
Teagan nodded as she pulled her marshmallow from the fire, blowing on it. She laid it down onto one of the cracker and chocolate stacks that Harry had made, and he was quick to assist her in putting another cracker on top of the marshmallow. Carefully, Harry applied enough pressure to the top cracker so that Teagan was able to pull the stick out, and have the marshmallow stay put.
"Thanks...again."
Harry chuckled at her appreciativeness, taking the stick from her to set it down on the table, and then he lifted up her completed s'more, handing it over to her. Teagan looked and watched as some of the chocolate melted and she smiled - she couldn't remember the last time she had had one of these.
It was only a few seconds later that Harry finished up with his marshmallow as well, and he followed the same process as she did, holding up his s'more to 'cheers' hers. This caused Teagan to giggle, and Harry was so happy to hear such a melodic sound come from her again.
They each took a bite from their creations, and Teagan hummed, her eyes slipping shut as she tilted her head back while chewing. Harry was satisfied with the delicious treat in his mouth, but his eyes were solely on the beautiful girl next to him.
"Good?" he asked, bringing his thumb up to clean up the chocolate he knew he had smeared on his lower lip.
Teagan's eyes opened, and she looked over to Harry just as he put the pad of his thumb in his mouth - sucking the chocolate off. The sight caused a tingling in her lower abdomen, and she hardly noticed how her eyes were now fixated on his perfect pink lips.
"Teagan?"
Harry's voice brought her back to reality, and she cleared her throat, realizing she hadn't answered the question he asked. "Yes...it's good," she said. "Really good."
Harry couldn't help but smirk to himself when he had caught her staring at him in such a way. His action wasn't done for any particular purpose, or with any type of connotation behind it, but it clearly had made Teagan feel something.
They finished off their s'mores, and Teagan sighed as she looked back to the fire.
"So if your crush is on this trip, that means she's here at formal night too, right?" Teagan questioned, shoving her hands into the pockets of Harry's blazer to keep them warm.
"Mhmm," Harry responded with a nod, holding his own hands out towards the flames.
"Then why are you out here with me? You should be in there trying to sweep her off her feet."
Harry held it in for as long as he could, but eventually he ended up bursting with laughter, shaking his head. Teagan looked over to him stunned for a moment, and after a while she ended up joining him with small laughs. His laugh was beautiful, and so contagious.
"Teagan, love, you're really not catching on, are you?" Harry looked over to her, his laughter dying down enough for him to speak. "I'm already with her."
Teagan's heart skipped a beat or two when it finally did click in her mind.
He was talking about her the whole time.
The flush that overtook Teagan's face and neck spread fast, and she quickly brought her hands out of the jacket pockets to cover her face. "Oh, I'm such an idiot."
"Hey, no you're not," Harry said, reaching over to gently wrap his hands around Teagan's wrists, pulling her hands away from her face. Her wrists were so small, his long fingers practically swallowing them. "It was cute that you weren't catching on."
Teagan looked into Harry's evergreen eyes, the sound of the fire crackling surrounding them.
"I haven't told you yet, but you look incredible," Harry complimented her with honesty. "I like you fresh faced like you are every day as well, but this was such a nice surprise. You don't know how much it pained me to have to tell you I was here with Jenny."
Harry's last sentence made it to where Teagan could just skip over his flattery, not liking attention like that, and she really never knew how to respond when people said those things to her. "I already told you, it's okay. Like I said, that's completely on me. I should've never told you 'no' to begin with, I was just scared."
With Teagan still in his hold, Harry ran his thumbs up and down her skin, tilting his head to each side - pressing a kiss to the insides of her wrists. "Well, I'm so happy that you're here. I'm sorry I didn't kiss you goodnight last night. I'm not going to lie, I was embarrassed by your rejection, and then I got even more embarrassed thinking about you possibly noticing, and seeing me like that. I was just trying to leave as soon as possible."
Teagan licked over her bottom lip as Harry spoke, and soon his focus was on her heart shaped lips. He looked just like she had a few minutes prior, his attention completely focused on one thing.
"Do you think I could make up for it now?" He asked, and Teagan felt butterflies erupt in her stomach.
"Yes, I would like that."
If Harry hadn't been holding her wrists, Teagan's hands would absolutely be shaking. Harry moved closer to her, and lifted her arms up to wrap around his neck. His hands blindly found her hips, and he gave them a soft squeeze.
"Might be a little different this time, if that's okay," Harry joked. He was always one to crack a joke or two to try and disguise his nervousness.
Teagan just nodded in response, allowing Harry to close almost all space between them now.
After what seemed like an eternity, Harry's lips landed on Teagan's, and a spark instantly began to consume the both of them. The kiss was slow and gentle, their lips beginning to massage together after a few moments - Harry tilting his head to the side to deepen it just a bit. He sighed through his nose as he moved his hands to Teagan's back, one against the small of it, and one resting between her shoulder blades.
Teagan let her hand wander up into Harry's curls, the other staying wrapped around his neck. She thought that when he kissed her, that her mind was going to run a mile a minute, but it didn't. The only thing filling her brain at the moment was Harry, and his plush lips against hers.
As much as neither of them wanted it to end, they both seemed to pull away at the same time. Teagan's eyes remained closed for a while longer, but Harry opened his almost instantly, wanting to gauge her reaction, and see if she felt the same thing he did. Teagan's eyelids fluttered open, and a smile immediately pulled onto her lips as she saw Harry already staring down at her so intently.
"That was nice," she mused, the fluttering in her stomach showing no signs of ceasing.
"Really nice," Harry agreed, leaning down again to knock the side of his nose against Teagan's, lips hovering over hers once more. "Mind if we do it again?"
Teagan laughed softly while shaking her head. "I don't mind at all."
This time as soon as Harry's lips met hers, Teagan grew a little more brave, and moved herself to sit in Harry's lap - her legs draping over to the one side. Harry was surprised, but it made him realize that Teagan was trusting of him. His arms wrapped around her torso to have her pressed fully against him, and he decided to further the kiss just a bit. Harry's lips parted, and he paused, giving Teagan the invitation to progress it further as well, if she felt comfortable. If not, they could just go back to how they had been kissing previously.
Teagan sucked in a deep breath through her nose before letting her tongue venture out of her mouth and into Harry's, feeling his own tongue gliding against hers once he knew that coast was clear. She had never been this confident when kissing a boy before, but Harry made her feel comfortable so easily, and it didn't feel like she was pushing herself to do more than she wanted.
With their tongues rolling against one another's, Teagan kept one hand in Harry's hair, but her other hand ran over one of his toned shoulders, giving the muscles there a squeeze. Harry didn't allow his hands to wander too low on Teagan's back, not wanting to make her feel like he wanted anything further than just this. He wanted to take this at her pace.
"Hey T," Callie's voice sounded from the porch. Harry and Teagan both jumped, causing the kiss to end once again due to the extra noise. Callie was standing so far up on the porch that she couldn't see the couple at the fire pit below, but Teagan still shoved her face into Harry's neck to try and hide how mortified she was that her best friend had just interrupted the start of a make out session.
"Yes, Cal?" Teagan called back once she lifted her head again, looking down into Harry's eyes, her hand still lazily running through the back of his curls.
"Julien is about to walk me back over to the cabin. Do you wanna-" Callie quickly cut herself off as she walked further onto the porch and saw Teagan seated in Harry's lap. "Oh...I'm sorry, I didn't realize you weren't out here alone."
"It's okay. Hi Callie," Harry said sheepishly, feeling his own face heat up a bit now that it was obvious what was going on prior to Callie being out here.
Clearing her throat, Callie looked to Teagan again. "I was just wanting to know if you wanted to walk with Julien and I, but you're more than welcome to stay here."
"No, it's okay, I should probably head back too. Big lake day tomorrow, and I'm kind of tired," Teagan admitted, looking over to Callie. "I'll meet you inside in a few."
Once Callie was back inside, Teagan and Harry fell into a fit of light giggles as Teagan dropped her head against Harry's shoulder.
"So you're going down to the lake during the day tomorrow with everyone?" Harry asked, running his hands up and down Teagan's back. Now that their feelings were out there for each other, it's like Harry couldn't keep his hands to himself.
"Yeah, I am. Will you be there too?"
"I will."
Teagan and Harry shared a few more short kisses before they stood. She helped him gather the s'mores supplies he had brought out, and once back inside, she shrugged off his blazer and gave it back to him. He walked her out onto the front porch behind Callie and Julien.
"See you tomorrow," Teagan said, lifting her hand to cup one of Harry's cheeks.
"See you tomorrow," Harry said in agreement, leaning down to steal one more kiss before she left him for the night.
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The next morning, Teagan stood in front of the mirror in her black bathing suit, head tilted to the side. It was the most revealing bikini she had ever bought, and she only bought it because Callie had gone shopping with her that day - convincing her that she couldn't leave without it. The bottoms were high waisted and a bit cheeky, the top cutting low in the middle to reveal a nice amount of her cleavage.
Callie walked into the room, having been in the kitchen getting the cooler together for the day at the lake, and she gasped upon seeing Teagan.
"I was so right," Callie said, a proud tone to her voice as she rested her hands on her hips. "I knew you couldn't leave without buying that. You're hot as hell, T."
Teagan could feel the heat in her cheeks at Callie's compliment. "I don't know, I think I might just wear that red one I have."
"Oh no you don't," Callie reached out and wrapped her arms around Teagan's waist to pull her back from her suitcase she was starting to rummage through. "This suit is beautiful on you. You look amazing, and I know that we dress for ourselves, but I can't help but think someone else is going to love it even more than I do."
Harry was all Teagan could think about when trying to go to bed last night. It took her forever to fall asleep because all she was doing was replaying their kisses in her head, and then she felt that giddy feeling in her stomach about knowing she was going to be seeing him again today.
She decided to follow Callie's direction and leave this particular bathing suit on, grabbing her white crochet cover up. Pulling the cover up over her head, Teagan slipped her feet into her black slides.
"Are you ready to head out?" She asked, gathering her and Callie's tote bag that had their towels and sunscreen in it.
"Yep, just gotta grab the cooler on the way out."
Teagan and Callie head out of the cabin, pulling their sunglasses down onto the bridges of their noses as they head down the trail towards the lake.
"Oh, I probably should've waited for Julien, I don't know where we're-"
"Cal, it's okay," Teagan cuts her off while laughing. "I've gone here every night but last night with Harry, remember?"
"Oh yeah, duh," Callie snorted, shaking her head. "God, who decided for us to start our day at eleven? I'm still hungover from last night."
"What's it called when you start drinking again to get rid of your hangover? Hair of the dog?"
Callie rolled her eyes playfully at Teagan. "Yes, that's the term, and that's what I intend on doing."
Teagan and Callie made it to the lake and set up their own little spot right along the bank. There weren't too many people here yet so they decided to go ahead and eat the lunches they had packed for themselves. The crochet cover up stayed right on Teagan's body, and she honestly didn't know if she'd be taking it off - she'd avoid getting in the water if it meant she didn't have to reveal her body to everyone like that.
"There's my girl!"
Teagan and Callie quickly looked over their shoulders to see Julien heading their way. Callie squealed and popped up from her spot, racing over to him to throw her arms around his neck - giving him a kiss. Teagan smiled as she watched her friends, but her attention was soon captured by the one who had sent her mind racing all night last night.
Harry walked down the pathway with a black backwards cap and bright yellow swim trunks. There was a white tank top adorning his torso, and Teagan's eyes trailed over the ink that adorned his olive toned skin.
Teagan quickly cleared her throat and looked away, staring at the water rippling in front of her. Harry and the guys were setting up their spot on the other side of the bank, and Teagan had to focus on regulating her breathing to calm her nerves.
"T, let's get in the water! C'mon," Callie yelled as she pulled her coverup off to reveal her own bikini.
Teagan watched as Julien and Callie rushed into the water - clinging to each other as if their lives depended on it. Her friend was all smiles and giggles as she clung to her boyfriend, and for the first time ever, she felt jealous of her best friend. She wished that she had her friend's confidence, and she also wished she was able to worry less about what everyone else thinks like Callie.
Slowly, Teagan stood up, hands trembling as she reached for the bottom of her own coverup. She removed it from her body, dropping it down onto the towel below her.
"Holy shit," Harry heard Danny say from behind him, and he glanced over his shoulder at him.
"What?"
"Fucking nerdy girl has a smoking body," he laughed in disbelief.
Harry quickly looked in the direction of where Danny's eyes were, and he saw Teagan approaching the edge of the lake. The dress she wore last night revealed to Harry that she had the most beautiful shape to her body, but seeing her in this bikini was doing something to him.
"I really shouldn't have gotten on her bad side," Danny continued, but Harry kept his eyes on Teagan. "I completely ruined my chances of hitting that."
"Dude, what the fuck?" Harry asked, now looking back to Danny.
"What? Don't act like you're not seeing what I'm seeing right now," Danny said, not even bothering to look over at Harry. "I'm sure she's a virgin too. She's gotta be with how shy she is. I bet you her pussy is so fucking-"
Danny didn't get to finish his sentence as Harry's hands came down, and shoved against his chest. "Hey, don't you dare talk about her like that!"
Everyone heard Harry yell, including Teagan, Callie and Julien who were messing around in the water, and they all turned their attention to the encounter between the two boys.
"What the hell is your problem, Styles?" Danny snapped back, pushing his own hands against Harry's chest now. "Why do you care about what I say when it comes to her?"
"You're fucking disgusting to be talking about any woman like that," Harry said with a shake of his head.
Julien quickly got out of the water to come to the defense of his friend. Callie and Teagan followed behind him as they approached the disagreement.
"You've never cared before, so why now that I'm talking about her?" Danny asked, his attention fully on Harry until he saw Teagan walking up behind him. "Speaking of her, there she is."
Harry turned around to see Teagan, and he quickly walked forward, taking her hand in his. "Come on," he said, beginning to pull her in the opposite direction of Danny. "I don't want you hearing what he's been saying."
Teagan's eyes wandered over the side of Harry's face as they continued to walk, the rocks crunching underneath their feet. "What's going on? Were you guys fighting because of something he said?"
Harry just nodded, his jaw tense as he tried to stop himself from getting so worked up about it.
"Oh I see how it is, Styles!" Danny exclaimed from behind them, and Harry's hold on Teagan's hand tightened slightly. "You're the one who probably took her virginity anyway."
Harry stopped walking, swallowing harshly as he clamped his eyes shut. Teagan felt her face flushing, realizing the nature of Harry and Danny's disagreement once she heard his words. "Harry, it's okay," she whispered, running her free hand over his bare chest since his tank top was back over with his belongings. "Let's just keep walking."
"I'm trying so hard to do the right thing right now, Teagan, but I also don't want him to get away with talking about you like that."
"But he's not worth it," she said honestly, moving her hand from his chest to cup his face - running the pad of her thumb over his cheekbone. "And we know the truth, and that's all that matters. Let him think whatever he wants."
Harry lifted his hand to remove Teagan's sunglasses, needing to see her crystal blue eyes in order to fully calm himself down. Teagan gave him a soft smile, lifting her hand to copy his actions and remove the sunglasses from his face. She sucked in a deep breath at the sight of his piercing green eyes, having it make her go a little weak at the knees.
"He's probably just mad because I called him out last night," Teagan said with a shrug. "C'mon."
She gave his hand a squeeze before they continued to walk. They could still hear Danny shouting in the distance, and Teagan glanced over her shoulder one more time to see Julien pointing towards the walkway back to the cabins as Danny started to collect his stuff.
Teagan turned forward again, her and Harry giving each other their sunglasses back to shield their eyes from the bright rays beating down upon them.
"Did you sleep okay?" Harry spoke up after a while, moving his hand to actually lace his fingers with Teagan's since their hands had just been clasped together until this point.
"Once I fell asleep, yeah," Teagan responded with a nod, looking down at her feet as they continued to walk.
"I had a hard time falling asleep last night too."
They stopped walking and stared at each other for a moment before realizing they were near one of the restroom buildings that were on the property.
"Why did you have a hard time falling asleep?" Teagan asked before tugging her bottom lip through her teeth.
Harry's eyes dropped to her movements, feeling the immediate urge to have his lips pressed against hers again. He quickly pulled her around the back of the building for the restrooms, covering them from anyone that might come up the pathway from the lake, before gently pressing Teagan against it.
Teagan stared at Harry with slightly wide eyes as his hands moved to her hips, and she placed her hands against his chest - fingertips resting against the bottom of his swallows.
"Because I couldn't stop thinking about you. And I just kept thinking about kissing you," Harry answered honestly, licking over his lips. "What about you?"
"The same reason as you, and I was so excited about seeing you again today."
It wasn't usual for Teagan to speak this openly about her feelings with someone so early on, but it was different with Harry. She knew from the moment their lips connected that he was on the same page as her as far as feelings go.
This time Harry didn't ask before dipping his head down, his lips slotting perfectly against hers. Teagan let out a soft sigh through her nose, moving one of her hands up and over Harry's shoulder before running it over the back of his neck and into his hair after pulling his hat off his head - letting it drop on the ground behind him. Her stomach was doing flips as Harry parted his lips, hers mirroring his soon after to allow their tongues to roll against one another.
Harry moved forward a bit so his chest was pressed firmly against Teagan's, and she gasped into Harry's mouth once his hips made contact with hers. Her body was tingling all over it, and it was obvious the heated kiss was making her want more than just a make out session. Harry's palms smoothed up and down Teagan's sides as one of his knees jetted out, parting her legs so he could get even closer.
"Teagan," Harry said, pulling away from the kiss just barely - his top lip still staying connected to hers. "Can...can I touch you?"
Teagan felt her face flush at Harry's request, her fingertips playing with his curls. She nodded softly, and a small whimper left her lips when she felt Harry's knee press against her yearning core.
"I don't mean to sound rude, but have you done this before?"
The laughter that bellowed out of Teagan's chest couldn't be stopped even if she tried. Harry pulled away a bit to look down at her, a smile of his own covering his lips at the sound of her giggles.
"I might be shy, Harry, but I've probably done more than you think. I had two serious boyfriends throughout highschool."
Now Harry was the one to get flushed, feeling a bit silly for assuming that Teagan hadn't done much just because she was more shy than most girls he knew.
"Sorry, I just didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable, or make you feel like I was pressuring you to do something," Harry admitted and Teagan responded with a nod of her head.
"I know, and I thank you for that, but I'm...I'm not a virgin. I'm very aware of what I like when it comes to these things."
For some reason, Teagan admitting to Harry that she knew what satisfied her caused Harry to start growing hard in his swim trunks. Teagan's eyebrows lifted slightly when she felt the bulge against her thigh, but it also made her a bit more confident knowing that she could have such an effect on him.
"Well, I hope I'm able to figure out what you like too," Harry said, ghosting his lips over Teagan's. The sultry tone to his voice had Teagan growing wet already, and she was eager for Harry to prove himself to her. They removed each others sunglasses again, tossing them to the ground beside them.
Teagan sucked in a deep breath as Harry's hand slid down her stomach and into her bikini bottoms. She could hear her heart pounding all the way into her ears. Harry's eyes held hers as he ran the tips of his index and middle fingers through her slit - biting down on his bottom lip to keep from moaning already.
"So soft," he whispered, giving a quick peck to her lips.
Slowly, Harry trailed his fingers up to Teagan's clit and began to rub circles against it. Teagan couldn't keep her eyes open any longer, so overtaken by pleasure, and Harry had hardly even touched her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her skull, and she tilted her head back to rest it on the building behind her.
It had been a while since Teagan had been pleased by any fingers other than her own. She wasn't one to masturbate often, but even when she did, it obviously didn't feel as good as when someone else was doing it. Now that the one giving her this kind of pleasure was Harry, the boy she had a crush on for almost a whole year, her head was reeling.
Harry rocked his hips forward a bit, using Teagan's thigh to relieve the pressure building in his groin. Leaning down, he connected his forehead to hers once again, puffs of Teagan's breath hitting against his lips.
"Feel good?" Harry asked, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. "Need me to switch anything up?"
Teagan moaned while shaking her head, one of her hands gripping to his bicep, and the other gripping to his hip.
"N-no," she whimpered, circling her hips slightly to match the movements of his fingers. "Feels so good, Harry."
Harry moved his fingers down, using his index and ring fingers to spread Teagan apart before sinking his middle finger inside. She let out a loud mewl of pleasure, and Harry quickly covered her mouth with his, instantly slipping his tongue into her mouth to swallow her noises.
As much as Harry loved hearing them, they were out where others could hear, and the last thing he wanted was for someone to try and investigate any noises coming from where they were standing.
Teagan could barely focus on the movements of her tongue against Harry's, her body beginning to shake from the burn that was growing in her lower abdomen. Curling his finger, Harry began to run the tip of it against Teagan's g-spot.
Moving her lips away from Harry's, Teagan shoved her face into the side of his neck, kissing over his skin to try and conceal her moans. Harry tilted his head to the side, giving Teagan more room to explore. His hips jolted forward in surprise when he felt her small hand reach down, beginning to palm him through his swim trunks.
"I-is this okay?" Teagan asked, lifting her head to hover her lips over Harry's - their eyes staying on each other.
Harry nodded, and Teagan picked up her movements just slightly - applying a bit more pressure. When Harry moaned out in pleasure, Teagan closed the distance between their mouths to engage in another kiss. Needing more friction, Teagan lifted her leg to hook it against Harry's hip, and he moved the hand that wasn't pleasing her to the crease of her knee to keep her steady.
Knowing that Teagan was properly warmed up, Harry sunk his ring finger into her as well, moving his pinky up to take its previous spot of keeping her spread for him. Teagan gasped into Harry's mouth, and their tongues reconnected with hardly any coordination, but neither of them cared.
As much as Teagan wanted to let her hand wander into Harry's swim trunks to stroke him completely, she knew she wasn't ready for that just yet. She had insecurities when it came to that, unfortunately.
Her first year in college, she had agreed to go to a party with Callie. Wanting to be brave and break out of the shy stigma that followed her from high school, Teagan started to hook up with a guy she had been talking to almost all night. It was the first time she was going to try anything sexual with someone she wasn't in a committed relationship with.
When the time came for her to have to perform, she had tried stroking him off to get him in the mood, but the guy kept trying to change everything she was doing, and eventually Teagan got so overwhelmed she had to stop.
That was hands down the most embarrassing night of her life, and since then, she hadn't attempted to hook up with anyone - until now.
"Harry," Teagan whined, moving to rest her forehead against his after separating these lips once more. "I'm..."
Teagan was shy when it came to using certain words during sexual acts such as these, and it bothered her that she was the way she was.
"I know," Harry said, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of Teagan's lips.
Truth was, Harry was feeling a bit insecure himself at the moment. He knew he was pleasing Teagan, that was for certain, but he was embarrassed at the fact that he felt like he too was about to come just from her palming his erection through his clothing. It was high school the last time this happened to him, and he was scared that Teagan would judge him for it.
Teagan lifted her hand that wasn't palming him to grip to his shoulder, throwing her head back again as she felt the band in her stomach snap - jaw going slack while her moan got caught in the back of her throat. Her entire body felt floaty as she came down from her high, feeling herself continuing to clench around Harry's digits that were helping her ride through it.
Harry began to crumble when he felt Teagan's orgasm cover his fingers, and then he saw the euphoric look on her face. That is what did him in. Whimpering, he leaned forward and rested his forehead in the crease of Teagan's neck, feeling himself finish inside his swim trunks. He moaned as she coaxed him through it, unknowingly on her end, and he could feel himself turning pink from embarrassment.
Once she had completely come to, Teagan felt herself still rubbing against Harry with her hand before he reached down to take her wrist.
"T-Teagan, stop," he gasped, overly sensitive from his orgasm.
The bliss that Teagan felt came crashing down, and she quickly pulled both of her hands away from Harry completely as his fingers stilled inside of her.
"I'm...I'm sorry," she stammered, her heart sinking as she thought this was a repeat of her most traumatic sexual encounter to date. "I-I thought that I was doing okay. I'm sorry, Ha-"
Harry quickly cut her off with his lips, using it as a distraction to remove his fingers from her without causing too much discomfort on her end. "Are you thinking you didn't do a good job?" He asked as he tapped his nose against hers. "Teagan, I came."
Teagan's eyes widened, not even realizing that's what happened. "Oh," she said, looking down to see the wet patch on his shorts. "Oh...but yes, to answer your question, I thought I was bad at what I was doing."
"I thought you would think this was gross," Harry laughed softly, Teagan still catching the sight of the pink tint of his cheeks.
"Not at all," she assured him, reaching out to cup his face with her hands. "That's actually really hot, Harry."
"Yeah?"
Teagan giggled, giving him a nod. "Yeah."
For a few more minutes, the couple leaned against the building, continuing to share sloppy kisses before Harry gave her a couple of pats to her hips.
"C'mon, let's go get cleaned up and head back. I'm sure Callie's worried about you."
"Trust me, Harry, if I'm with you, Callie is just fine. She's been trying to get me to talk to you for the past year almost," Teagan admitted as she and Harry began to walk towards the front of the building to freshen up in the bathrooms.
Harry looked down at her, raising an eyebrow. "Almost a whole year?"
Teagan nodded before clearing her throat. "I may, or may not, have confessed to her a couple months after we had our run in that I had a crush on you. I was just scared to talk to you - didn't really even think you remembered running into me."
"Oh trust me, I remembered you," Harry told her, releasing their hands as they started in the direction of their own designated bathrooms. "Asked Connor your name not too long after it happened when I saw he had a class with you."
Harry smirked as he slipped through the door, leaving Teagan a little dumbfounded. She had no idea that Harry had noticed her in that way, and it caused her heart to flutter at the realization that they both had been yearning for each other without knowing.
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It was the following night, and Teagan and Harry were hauled up in her room in the girls cabin. Callie had gone over to the boys cabin to spend the last night with Julien, and Harry figured he would just stay here in Teagan's room with her and sleep in Callie's bed to give them some privacy.
Teagan didn't mind. She already felt extremely comfortable with Harry, and she knew that he wouldn't take advantage of this situation.
He wasn't that kind of guy.
"One wrong move and you're done for, Styles," Teagan smirked, sitting crisscrossed with the checkerboard in front of her - Harry across from her in the same position.
Harry shushed her playfully, finger to his mouth as he shook his head. "You're cheating. Don't try and distract me when I'm trying to concentrate."
Teagan giggled, bringing her hand up to press her fingertips to her lips - attempting to stifle her laughter. Harry's eyes lifted from the board to cut at her, and she lowered her hand as her expression went stoic.
"That's what I thought," Harry mumbled, biting down on his cheeks to stop the smirk that wanted to make an appearance.
Their banter had been playful all night, Harry having already been there for the past two hours. They had already watched a movie in the living room, and Teagan grew a bit uncomfortable when some of the other girls came out of their rooms.
It wasn't that the girls were trying to come and watch the movie, or talk to Harry, but it was the way they stood with their jaws dropped when they rounded the corner - obviously surprised to see someone like Harry cuddled up on the couch with someone like Teagan.
Callie and Teagan hadn't spoken to many of the other girls as most of them were just there to hook up with whatever frat boy had invited them. It seemed like the two best friends were the only ones who were actually enjoying the trip for camping as intended.
Harry sucked in a deep breath, moving one of his red pieces to another square.
"Oooo," Teagan teased with a shake of her head, clicking her tongue against the back of her teeth. "Wrong move."
"No wait," Harry said, reaching out to move his piece and back.
"That's cheating, Harry!"
"No it's not! You're allowed one redo every game," he defended.
"Oh, you're so full of shit!"
"Language, Teagan!" Harry scolded. "Never heard you use such a vulgar word in front of me before. I'm offended."
Teagan rolled her eyes. "I can't help it that I call it like I see it."
Reaching forward, Teagan quickly moved Harry's piece back in the place that he had moved it from, and then made the move she had been eying. That move made her win.
Harry groaned and rubbed his hands over his face.
"Don't be a sore loser," Teagan pouted, dragging her fingertip down her cheek to act as a tear.
"Damn, you're mean," Harry chuckled as he began to put the board and pieces back into the box.
"I'm just very competitive. And I talk smack if I'm victorious."
Harry tossed the box onto the floor and snagged Teagan's hands before she could even realize what was happening. He pulled them up, making her wrap her arms around his neck, before his hands rested on her ribcage.
The tips of their noses tapped against each other, Teagan's breath getting caught in the back of her throat. She didn't mind the close proximity to Harry, it's just something she hadn't had in a long time.
"So, as the winner, what would you like?" Harry asked, tilting his chin up a bit to press soft kisses to Teagan's top lip, and then her bottom.
A shiver ran up Teagan's spine, but not a bad one. It was one that she found enticing, and she was trying to find the will to be confident.
"Do you..." she trailed off, pausing to take in a deep breath as she shut her eyes.
"T," Harry whispered, his breath hitting her lips. "Tell me."
Teagan chewed on the inside of her bottom lip, finding herself growing more hungry for Harry when he called her by her nickname.
"Do you think we could do a little more than we did yesterday?" Teagan spat it out quickly, knowing that if she didn't, she wouldn't ever say it.
Harry closed his eyes as well, swallowing the groan that threatened to leave him. Teagan was more to him than the casual hookups he's had throughout college. He knew that however far they decided to go tonight, that it would be intimate for him.
That was something Harry hadn't experienced with someone for the past few years.
"Of course, whatever you feel comfortable with," Harry assured her, running his hands up and down her sides. "How about you lay down? I'll lock the door and turn off the lights."
Teagan nodded, swallowing harshly as she laid back on the bed. Her eyes followed Harry as he reached over to the nightstand, flicking the lamp on before walking around the room to lock the door as he stared. He flicked the light switch, leaving just the light from the lamp and the soft moonlight coming through the window - illuminating Teagan's face.
"Can I take this off," Harry asked, tugging at the hem of his hoodie.
"Mhmm," Teagan hummed, sitting up a bit to remove her own at the same time.
It left Harry in a pair of skinny jeans and a loose fitting white shirt while Teagan was in a pair of biker shorts and a sports bra. Harry's eyes trailed over her, doing his best not to seem like a creep, but the curves of her body had him twitching to life in his briefs.
Harry made his way back over to the bed, hovering over Teagan with his forearms on each side of her head. "How do you wanna do this?"
"M-maybe we'll just start with making out, and then we can see where it takes us?"
"Sounds perfect, love," Harry said before leaning down to connect their lips.
Teagan's hands came up to rest against Harry's shoulders as she tilted her head, being the one to deepen the kiss. She felt the tip of his tongue tap against her lips, and she separated them blindly. Their tongues lapped against one another while Teagan raised her knees, pressing them to Harry's hips.
Harry moved his body to be perfectly slotted against hers, one hand moving to cup her hip, while the other played with the strands of hair that had fallen freely against her pillow.
The longer they made out, the more at ease Teagan felt with everything. There were little sparks igniting and then bursting all over her body, and she knew she needed more.
Curling her fingers around the bottom of Harry's shirt, she began to raise it from his torso, and he lifted himself to assist her in getting it off the rest of the way. Their eyes communicated with each other as Harry glided the tips of her fingers along the band of Teagan's sports bra.
"You can," she whispered, raising her arms above her head.
Teagan was already flushed, both from nervousness and from how riled up just having Harry's lips on hers. His tongue in her mouth made her feel like he was teasing her, even though she knew he wasn't.
Harry slowly shed Teagan off the bra, keeping his eyes on hers as he tossed it onto the floor. She gave him a subtle nod, and his eyes flashed down to trace over her abdomen.
She was beautiful, easily the most beautiful girl he had ever had the pleasure of being with in such a way. Her porcelain skin was adorned with freckles over her shoulders, and she had a birthmark on the outer part of her right breast.
Teagan shifted slightly under Harry's gaze, his expression one that she couldn't make out.
"You're so gorgeous, Teagan," Harry admired, and she felt like she could almost cry.
There was a gleam in his eye as he spoke the words, and that in itself showed Teagan that he meant it.
"Thank you, Harry," she said, giving him a small smile as she pushed her emotions to the side.
Biting down on her bottom lip, she reached out for the buckle of his belt, and undid it. Their eyes never leaving each other's faces as she then moved onto the button and zipper of his jeans. Harry stood from the bed to push them down, stepping out of them. He stayed to the side as Teagan reached up to the waistband off her biker shorts, and she pulled them off, revealing her small white lace thong.
Harry could have fallen out on the floor right there at the sight of Teagan. Laying back down, she tucked her bottom lip into her teeth, and Harry moved to hover over her once more.
"Are you sure?" He asked, feeling a bit breathless himself.
He couldn't remember the last time that sex was going to hold such a meaning to him, and he only hoped that Teagan was feeling the same way - that this meant something.
"I'm sure. I trust you, Harry."
Teagan lifted her hand to cup Harry's cheek, the pad of her thumb swiping over his bottom lip. Both of their hands moved down to the last part of clothing on each other, their bodies moving to remove them easily, and goosebumps erupted over both of them.
After a moment, they allowed their eyes to take in each other, Teagan swallowing harshly when she noticed the true size of Harry's cock. She had felt it when she was palming him yesterday, and she knew he was well equipped, but he was definitely going to the biggest she had ever had.
It frightened her a bit considering she hadn't had sex since the summer before college started. It was goodbye sex then, saying goodbye to her second highschool boyfriend before they both went on opposite ends of the country to go to school.
"Did you bring a condom?" She asked, her hands wandering all over his toned abdomen.
"I did," Harry nodded. "I hope you don't think this was my only intention by coming over here tonight."
Teagan smiled softly at him. "I don't think that at all. I kind of had a feeling this would happen tonight...I wanted it to happen. With you."
Harry leaned down to press a few quick kisses to Teagan's lips before getting off the bed for the last time before they got to where they truly wanted to be. He removed the condom from his wallet, opening it up with his teeth. Teagan's eyes were fixed on him as he gave himself a couple of strokes, and then rolled the rubber over his hard length.
Teagan's hands found Harry's biceps blindly once he was on top of her once more, and she felt one of his hands caressing the outside of her thigh. He ran his fingertips through her folds, and she mewled softly at the contact. She had been aching for him since the first kiss they shared tonight, and it was a relief to finally have some tangency where she needed him most.
"Are you ready? Or do you need me to get you there?"
"I'm ready," Teagan confirmed, leaning up to press her lips against Harry's. She let them stay there for a while, both of them taking in a deep breath as she pulled away. "You may just have to go a little slow, and give me some time. It's been a while, and you're...you're probably the biggest I've had."
Harry took note of the way deep red brushed over Teagan's cheeks at her confession. In any other situation, it would make him full of himself, but with her it didn't really matter that he was the biggest she ever had. Right now, he just wanted to make sure that he made her feel good, and overall, he wanted this to be special for the both of them.
"I'll take care of you," Harry comforted her, his hands holding her hips, rubbing his thumbs along her skin in a soothing motion. "You tell me if anything I do is uncomfortable, okay?"
Teagan nodded, and Harry removed one hand from her to line himself with her entrance. He ran his tip through her arousal a few times to coat it, before beginning to slowly push inside.
A gasp left Teagan as her eyes widened, and she gripped to Harry's skin. He could feel her nails digging into him, but he didn't care. If it made her feel better, she could do whatever she needed to him. Harry stopped, just letting the tip of him rest in her for now, and his lips parted, a small whine escaping him as he felt her clenching around his most sensitive part.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry," Teagan repeated, closing her eyes tight. "I just...I need-"
Harry leaned down to press a kiss to Teagan's forehead, and then her temple, doing his best to soothe her. "Don't you dare apologize. Take all the time you need, baby. I'll move when you're ready."
Teagan felt tears pricking in the corners of her eyes, not because it was painful, but because she was so overwhelmed with everything. Sure, there was a bit of a burning stretch due to Harry being inside of her, but she knew it would subside, and it wasn't too much for her to take.
She was trying to get herself together as fast as possible, knowing that it was probably uncomfortable for Harry to not even be quarter of the way in. Teagan could feel his delicate touches all over her skin, his lips grazing over her jawline and her cheekbones, and she felt herself sinking into the mattress.
"Okay, you can keep going," she whispered, giving his biceps a squeeze.
Harry fully connected his lips with Teagan's this time as he continued to push himself inside, her walls fluttering around his length. Teagan's lips parted as heavy breaths escaped her, but she knew once he was fully inside that she would be in utter bliss.
Just a few seconds later, Harry sank himself completely into her and he groaned, dropping his face into her neck.
"Teagan," he moaned, and she moved one of her hands from his bicep to run through the back of his curls - now she was soothing him. "You're so...you're so fucking tight."
Teagan hummed, and they both laid there for a minute or two, content with the feeling of being so close and connected with each other.
Harry found it in himself to run both of his hands to rest underneath Teagan's shoulder blades, lifting her just a bit off the bed. "I'm going to start moving, okay?"
"Yes, please. You're being so sweet to me, Harry."
Little did they know that while one heart was fluttering, so was the other, and Teagan raised her legs just a bit higher against Harry's sides.
"I really like you," he confessed, eyes dancing over the stunning face below him. "I want to take my time with you, and make sure you're okay. Remember when you asked how I see you?"
Teagan was in no position to find the words to respond to Harry after what he just said to her, so she nodded, hoping that was sufficient enough.
"Let me show you how I see you. I want you to feel it."
The breath was completely stolen from Teagan's lungs as Harry pulled out about halfway, rocking back and forth just a little, before sinking inside once again.
"O-oh," Teagan moaned, throwing her head back, her neck becoming completely exposed.
"Such a pretty face on a pretty neck," Harry thought as he connected his lips to the hinge of her jaw.
They knew they had the cabin to themselves tonight for the time being, the other girls having left to sit around a bonfire with some of Harry's frat brothers, so they weren't worried about how loud they could be.
"You feel amazing, T," Harry breathed, starting up a slow and even rhythm with his hips.
Teagan whined, both of her hands now coming out to cup Harry's cheeks, moving his face up so she could see him. "You too. Oh my god."
This was probably the most vanilla sex Harry had been involved in since losing his virginity, but he wouldn't have it any other way with her. It felt incredible, for both of them, and Teagan realized that even though she had experience with sex before, nothing had ever felt like this.
Teagan had never felt someone so deep, but the fact that it was Harry, made everything feel more heightened.
Their soft moans, and the sound of them merging together filled the room, but it didn't feel awkward. If anything, it spurred the two of them on even more.
"H-Harry," Teagan whimpered, holding his eyes. "I'm so happy right now. I haven't felt this happy in years."
Harry's heart clenched at her words, and he pressed his hands against her back where he had his hold to push her chest fully against his. Her nipples rubbed against his chest as he thrusted into her.
"I feel incredible with you right now," Harry said, making sure that he was still angled to where he could see every expression covering her face. "This feels really different."
"G-good different?" Teagan asked, her voice full of worry.
"It's fucking wonderful. Never felt this way before."
Another loud moan erupted from Teagan's throat as her forehead rested against Harry's jaw as he continued to pump in and out of her weeping cunt. This was the wettest she had ever been in her life, and she wasn't sure if that turned guys on or turned them off.
"S-sorry," Teagan croaked, hips clashing against Harry's.
"Baby, what for?"
"I-I'm...I'm making a mess," Teagan said sheepishly, feeling so dumb at a time like this.
Harry stilled his movements, causing her to huff out.
"You don't even understand how hot your body reacting to me is, do you?" Harry asked, shaking his head. "I can feel you wetting my thighs, love, and it's so sexy."
Pulling out almost completely, Harry rammed his hips back up into hers and Teagan cried out in pleasure, grasping to Harry's muscular frame.
Teagan knew she was close to her orgasm. With Harry's size, and the angle he had her hips angled at, she was ascending into absolute bliss. She felt like she would never come down from the high she was riding, and she hadn't even came yet.
"Harry, I'm about to come," Teagan strangled out, lulling her hand down against his shoulder. She had found the confidence in herself to express what she was feeling, considering she couldn't form the words yesterday.
"Me too, me too."
Their lips connected in a sloppy kiss as Teagan clenched down completely around him, and she moaned loudly as she orgasmed around him, coating his cock completely. Harry pulled Teagan flush against him again as he felt himself releasing in the condom, heavy breaths leaving him with each uncoordinated thrust.
Still inside her, Harry rolled onto his side, pulling Teagan with him, and they laid in the bed. They caressed each other, sharing small kisses here and there as they both came down from their highs.
"Teagan," Harry whispered, and she hummed in response, curled into his chest. "Will you go on a date with me this week, once we get home?"
They were leaving tomorrow, and even though they didn't know, each of them had doubts about the other wanting to still see them.
Teagan lifted her head to look into Harry's eyes, raising a hand to brush his curls off his forehead. "Harry," she spoke, a giddiness in her tone. "I would love to go on a date with you."
Harry felt over the moon at her answer, wrapping his arms tighter around Teagan to keep her close.
This connection was the last thing either of them had expected on this trip, but little did they know it would lead to them being in each other's lives forever.
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Paul and Ringo cabaret duo au NOW!
Their collective bitter humor about the fan mag. I think George probably appreciates Paul getting into this sort of shit with him. Even if it is only on a surface-level. A reminder that the Beatles fame journey (something that's been hellish at times for George, enough to give him PTSD and other issues for the rest of his life) has not left Paul unscathed. That Paul actually does have feelings, however buried they may be.
Could even be that the appreciation comes out in the form of "I think your beard suits you. Man." Does the tacked-on 'man' mean a sort of "no homo" type qualifier? Or is it just an added endearment. I know we don't think of George as particularly inhibited, but it was the sixties. And of course Paul loves the compliment and has no idea what to do with it.
Can you all please thank Mal as he hands you your tea next time? Not that hard, guys.
Ringo's voice is so sexy. And I love how supportive Paul and George are of this very stupid song. If either of them had written it, they'd tear it to shreds, but it's Ringo, so we laugh along and enthuse about the sentiments behind the lyrics.
The communal bitching about EMI's treatment of them. As they should.
Oh goodness, it's the "Paul has an embarrassing crush" moment from that iconic post of @jeremy-hillary-boob He totally does and you should say it. "I never used to know what it meant". It's giving "girl pretends not to know how to hold her golf club so the hot guy will touch her".
I have a theory that some of their covers ~matter~ and "What do you want to make those eyes at me for?" Is the first one for me.
Okay this look right here that John is giving Paul? Not to, like, out myself as never having experienced pure love except from my own child or anything, but the only other place I've ever seen that look is on my one-year-old's face when I come get him from his nap. So ... "A lovely little baby, John was"
"If this boy dies, you're gonna cop it." Peak older brother behavior. He's joking, but he's also deadly serious.
In love with John trying to sing out of his range. He's trying so hard, you guys.
"Everybody had a hard year. 'well, I'm not sure, actually. Put [good year]." Same, John. Isn't it always that way? Hard. And good. He's such a genius lyricist. He just captures the human condition with such specificity.
Lol at Paul correcting John on the key of his own song (yeah, yeah, gimme some truth is secretly a colab but it's still a John song)
When they put a piano in front of Paul and John's instantly like "uh-oh, red-alert my beautiful boyfriend might not get captured perfectly from every angle" vs a year and a half later when he's bitching about Paul having too much screen-time in Let it Be. Well, you were part of the problem, babe.
I love George's way of teaching his songs. Whereas Paul was shouting key changes and counts between phrases, and John doesn't even bother to give any of that information, George is just softly singing "E, to F sharp minor. E to A." Beautiful. John and Paul, take notes.
Wonder if I'll get through a day without calling Paul a whore. Probably not.
John being instantly self-effacing after suggesting that genius little let's enhancement. "My mind can blow those clouds away" is actually much more original and thought-provoking, but John just makes fun of himself. Like. Just own it. You're John fucking Lennon!
The George/Paul convo (George talking, Paul hardly flinching) is so painful actually. Because from the outside, Paul's avoidance looks so condescending and unfeeling, but avoidance feels much more like 'Shit fuck shit dodge the fight, go around, don't react, don't engage, don't start something' and i really feel for both of them.
Let John do Help for gosh sakes!
"Not bad though. Good try, that. Johnny."
The part where Paul is looking just so exhausted, and he's actually letting it show, and then he sees the camera on him and hurries and tries to do a cheeky little Beatles head-shake and smile. But then he's really just too tired (and high) and he looks away and rubs his eyes. It was like watching an old circus bear. Those poor things.
And of course John's head snapping up like a little gopher when Paul says his name
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