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I've Been Getting Lost In Translation (Part One)

Stina Blackstenius x Reader

Summary: You finally get to meet your girlfriend’s parents, but you aren’t sure they’re aware the two of you are more than just friends.

Word count: (nearly) 5.5k

A/N: Okay so we’re all gonna have to expand our minds and suspend disbelief for this one, especially if you speak Swedish (I do not lol). This idea was originally formulated in German, and then altered - so cut a bit of slack for the author <3 As usual nothing I write is meant to represent or speculate about players’ personal lives in any way, it’s just for a bit of fun.

For context, in Swedish the word for girlfriend is flickvän, or väninna but the latter is a bit outdated and used by older people (according to google, and my one Swedish friend) while friend is just vän. However väninna is also used to refer to a "female friend" not just a romantic partner.

Also, everything written like this in italics is spoken in a language other than English (just not written as such to avoid too many translations)

Warnings ⚠️: none, a bit suggestive in some parts.

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“Söt, it’s time to wake up, we have to be at the airport by ten.” You were awoken by your girlfriend’s soft voice in your ear.

You groaned, wrapping your arms around her and burrowing closely into her chest, ignoring her protests.

“What time is it?” You complained, noticing it wasn’t even light outside.

“Nearly seven.”

You pulled her closer, making your displeasure known.

“Nearly seven? Stina, how long do you think it takes to get to the airport?”

You felt her plant a kiss on your head.

“With you? There’s no telling how long.” She indulged your drowsiness for a moment, rubbing your back softly and pressing her cheek to your hair.

Stina was always more of a morning person than you were, and she was certainly more used to getting up while it was pitch black than you ever wanted to be.

“Okay, I’m getting up now.” She announced, peeling your arms off of her and rolling away from you.

You opened your eyes to get a look at her barely illuminated silhouette, messy hair and strong shoulders stretching before she got up to face the day. Her night shirt hid the muscles that you knew rested beneath, as well as the nail marks you had left a few nights ago that she had scolded you over. Well, if she didn’t want them she shouldn’t fuck you so well, (apparently not a good enough excuse in her book).

You resigned yourself to the fact that there was no going back to sleep and sat up yourself. You checked your phone, making sure you had your boarding passes ready and that the flight was leaving with no delays. The two of you were lucky with the weather this year, and you hoped it would continue. Flying back in a snowstorm wasn’t something you wanted to deal with.

“Are you up?” You heard Stina call from the bathroom.

“Yes, Stina!” You replied, swinging your feet to the floor and grimacing at the cold wood beneath them.

Stina laughed at your unhappy face as you cringed at the light of the bathroom. She brought a hand up to pat your cheek affectionately. You gave her a sarcastic smile and began brushing your teeth.

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It didn’t take all that long to get ready, double check your bags, and get dressed. Certainly not get-up-before-seven long.

You watched Stina braid her hair from where you were perched on the counter, admiring the concentrated look on her face. Tea was brewing in the kitchen and you had already cut up some fruit for breakfast.

“What are you staring at me for?” Stina teased, pulling a hair tie from her lips to finish her braid.

“I’m looking at you because you’re beautiful.”

Stina shot you a look, already catching on to what you were doing. But the blush still rose on her neck all the same.

“We don’t have time for that, älskling,” she said, though you knew she didn’t have much resolve where you were concerned.

You made a point to check your phone.

“Since you made sure we were up early, it’s only 7:30.” You shot her your best smile, tugging slightly on her shirt.

She moved towards you with little resistance, only an exasperated face for show. But she had no problem following you into a kiss, her hand resting on your jaw and your legs around her waist. Her warmth surrounded you, encasing you like a blanket. You almost forgot there was anything to do today at all other than kiss her.

You could tell Stina was getting turned on by how her hand slipped under your sweater and pushed your undershirt out of the way so she could press against your bare skin. Once she threaded her fingers into your hair and lifted your head so she could move to your neck you knew it was over.

“Are you sure we’ve got time?” You mumbled, putting a hand softly on her chest.

“Don’t start what you can’t finish,” she replied, lifting you up off the counter with ease.

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“Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck…” you cursed, downing the last bit of your tea and pulling a brush through your tangled hair.

“Stina!” you called out into the other room where your girlfriend was getting (re)dressed. “Katie is waiting outside!”

You heard the distinct sound of your girlfriend swearing in Swedish and couldn’t help but let out a laugh in disbelief. You shot Katie a quick text that you’d be right out—thanking her again for coming to pick the two of you up. She was flying out later in the afternoon for Ireland, and had suggested carpooling to the airport. Any opportunity to skip the price of parking at Heathrow was a good enough reason for you.

Stina came into the kitchen with her bag in hand, looking frazzled.

“Remind me never to listen to you again.” She grumbled.

“You can’t help it,” you said smugly, handing her a mug of coffee and a wrapped bagel for the car. “Look, I even made you breakfast.”

Stina continued to mumble her complaints as she handed you your jacket and put her own on. You chuckled along, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

Katie was on her phone mindlessly as you knocked on the window, making her jump in her seat.

“Fuck, was that necessary?”

You shot her a grin, reaching in the now rolled-down window to unlock the door.

“Good morning to you too, Katie.”

“Sure looks like you’ve had a good morning to me.” Katie laughed, noting the slight warmth to your face. “Stina’s never late.”

As if on cue, your girlfriend appeared outside. Katie greeted her kindly as she put the suitcase in the trunk and settled in the backseat. No mention of your morning shenanigans came out of Katie’s mouth sparing the embarrassment you both know would ensue.

Stina was private. Very private. Of course, once she let someone in, there were few things she found necessary to hide. But for most of the world she preferred to keep a low profile. That meant no social media posts, no PDA, and only a few people on the team were privy to the fact that you two were together. You didn’t really mind it, especially since it seemed like everyone Stina cared about knew. You didn’t think she was trying to hide you—or, at least, no more than she tried to hide the rest of her personal life from prying eyes.

The car ride was mostly quiet, Katie had her Spotify connected and the three of you chatted sparingly over it. She was going back to visit her family for the first time since her nephew had been born, something she was over the moon about. Though it wasn’t a particularly long break—just over two weeks—you were going to miss her and her infectious energy. Even Stina, reserved and introverted, was a bit more gregarious when Katie was around. Everyone joked easier with Katie in the room.

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Stina hopped out of the car the second the three of you pulled into the lot at Heathrow. You were running a bit late, nothing worrisome, but you needed to get a move on to ensure that you would get on this plane.

“It’ll be fine,” Katie assured you, putting a hand on your shoulder.

She knew you were a bit nervous to be meeting Stina’s parents for the first time. You’d been doing a lot to try and prepare, studying Swedish to try and impress them (and tell if they were talking about you when they thought you weren’t listening), fussing over the gifts you brought, the clothes you picked out. You hadn’t told Stina because it was silly, you knew. Her parents were lovely, they had to be if they had raised someone like Stina. But still, you were a bit stressed about it.

“They’re gonna love you. There’s no way. You treat Stina like she fell from the sky, you’re smart, you’re kind, you have a wicked left foot, what else could they want?” Katie squeezed your shoulder reassuringly. “Just don’t mention you’ve never been to IKEA, that might get you kicked out.”

You gave her a small smile, a bit too nervous to joke back. And you hardly had time to, because by then Stina had gotten the bags and was waiting. You pushed open your door and took one of the bags from her, shooting her a smile. She seemed to know you and Katie had been talking about something sensitive because her eyes searched you with a bit of concern and she laced your fingers together.

Once Katie had paid for parking the three of you were off, ready to embark on your afternoon of traveling.

You weren’t a big fan of planes, but thankfully you managed to sleep almost the entire flight to Stockholm. It helped that you were able to lay your head in Stina’s lap, never more thankful for the size of business class seats and the salary that allowed you to afford it. She played with your hair gently, knowing it was a guaranteed way to relax you.

You came to as the flight attendant announced you’d soon be landing in Sweden.

“Sorry I left you alone for most of that,” you apologized, sitting back up in your seat.

Stina waved you off, giving your hand a squeeze. You suddenly felt quite nervous about this whole ordeal. You were really going to meet Stina’s parents in about an hour. This was a big step, you knew it. What if they didn’t like you? What if they thought you weren’t good for Stina? Was there something about you you could improve so they’d accept you more? What if you just didn’t fit in, plain and simple. You knew that it was mostly your anxiety talking, but it was difficult to quiet the questions in your head.

“Söt,” Stina nudged you, pulling you out of your reverie, “What are you thinking about?”

You shrugged, fiddling with the hem of your crewneck. Stina stilled your hands, her eyes boring into the side of your head until you met her gaze.

“I’m just a bit nervous, that’s all.”

“To meet my family?”

You nodded.

Stina smiled softly, rubbing the back of your hand.

“You don’t need to be. They know how happy you make me, and that’s what matters. You’ve made London feel like home. And besides,” she turned to whisper in your ear, “I like you enough for them all.” She pressed a quick kiss beneath your ear, pulling away before anyone’s eyes could linger on the two of you.

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Getting off the plane and through security was fairly easy, and before you knew it you were waiting in the arrivals hall for Stina’s parents. Your heart was beating out of your chest, your palms sweatier than normal. Stina was beaming, her head swiveling as she looked around for her family.

Finally, she spotted them.

You hadn’t seen them outside of photos, but immediately you could see the resemblance between them and their daughter. They were tall, much taller than you, and dressed warmly in heavy coats and scarves.

“Mamma!” Stina called, waving her hand to call them over.

Their faces broke into wide smiles at the sight of their daughter, something that made you miss your own family a bit. Maybe next year you could convince Stina to come to Germany for the holidays.

“Stina!” The two of them wrapped her in a big hug, squeezing her tightly.

Once she was given the chance to breathe, Stina pulled back and ushered you forward, introducing you.

“We’ve heard lots about you,” her father said, shaking your hand firmly.

“All good things, I hope,” you joked lightly, still trying to get over your nerves.

“Of course.” Stina whispered as her mother shook your hand too, the both of them giving you polite smiles. Usually Stina would put a hand on your back to reassure you, but it stayed firmly by her side as you did your best to fight down your anxiety.

“Okay, let’s get out of here! Traffic is horrible!”

Conversation in the car quickly dissolved into Swedish, spoken faster than you had ever heard it before. Amanda and Lina certainly didn’t speak with each other this quickly—did they? You did your best to reply to the questions you caught directed at you, and keep up with the rest of the conversation. Words flung around your head as you tried to make sense of them in time for the next.

“Is it too much?” Stina asked quietly, leaning over to whisper it to you, “I told them you had been learning Swedish.” You shook your head, giving her a quick smile.

The house Stina’s parents lived in was about an hour and a half from the airport, outside of Stockholm. It looked like something out of a children’s christmas book: snow blanketing the roof, warm light streaming through the windows, a few strings of lights decorating the railing along the porch.

You were introduced to the rest of the family staying for Christmas: Stina’s half-sister, her brother and his wife, their little boy, Stina’s aunt, and her grandfather who mostly sat on the couch and watched ice hockey. It was a bit overwhelming, but in a pleasant way. Everyone seemed kind, and perfectly welcoming to you, which slowly made your nerves settle. By dinner you felt almost comfortable chatting with her brother about how Eintracht Frankfurt’s season was going (after finding out he was a fan) and listening to the tales of her father’s trips to Germany for work when he was younger. It wasn’t ideal that Stina was seated across from you, and the fact that you two had barely talked all evening, but you chalked it up to her enjoying getting to be with family. Hell, she saw you practically every day.

Once you were all finished with dinner and dessert (a wonderful small chocolate cake that melted when you cut into it) you helped to clear the dishes and wipe the table with Stina’s mother and aunt. Stina had been whisked away by her father so he could show her something new he’d built for the basement, and you were left with a mouthed “sorry” and a sympathetic glance.

You didn’t mind much though, the quiet monotonous task was actually quite soothing after the intensity of the day. You weren’t even really listening to the conversation between Stina’s mother and aunt in the other room where they were cleaning, too focused on your own thoughts until you heard your name.

"Jag är glad att Stina verkar ha hittat någon som är bra nog för henne"

"Ingen är bra nog för min tjej," Stina’s mother joked, "Men ja, hennes väninna är söt. Lite tyst kanske."

"Det är svårt att träffa föräldrarna, släpp henne lite"

You didn’t catch all of the conversation, or even much of it if you were honest. They continued chatting, your name and the word väninna popping up intermittently. You wracked your brain to try and remember what the word was, you’d definitely heard it before, but couldn’t for the life of you remember where.

So you pulled out your phone and sent a text to Amanda asking her what it meant. You probably should’ve been able to understand more, but a headache was beginning to brew behind your eyes and you were well and truly exhausted. It was fairly early, but you were hoping you would be able to excuse yourself from after dinner nightcaps. With a night’s sleep you would feel better.

Your phone dinged, a message from Amanda already lighting up your screen. You wiped your wet hands on a towel and quickly unlocked it, frustrated that you couldn’t remember yourself what it meant.

“Lol It’s like a female friend, not many people use it anymore” The message read. Amanda began typing again. “I hope you’re enjoying Sweden❄️ Merry Christmas!”

Your heart sank a bit. You were confused. Why would Stina’s family be referring to you as her “female friend”? Was this the fifties? You sent a thank you message back to Amanda and assured her that you were enjoying yourself.

You finished up the dishes, unable to stop thinking about the conversation you had overheard. Maybe you had misheard? But then again, the word had come up multiple times. Maybe Stina’s family misunderstood her and thought the two of you weren’t dating? Maybe she hadn’t told them?

The last thought surprised you. You couldn’t think of a good reason why Stina wouldn’t tell her parents the two of you were together, not after almost a year together. Why invite you to Sweden in the first place if not because she was ready for the next step? You thought things were pretty serious.

“Hi älskling,” Stina came up behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist.

You leaned back into her embrace, having missed the contact. It helped soothe your racing thoughts a little, having her this close.

“Hey,” you replied, twisting to place a quick kiss on her jaw.

“If you keep doing the dishes I’m not sure my mom will let you leave.”

You chuckled, the sound catching in your throat unexpectedly, sending you into a coughing fit. Stina rubbed your back, grabbing a cup to fill with water from the tap.

“Are you feeling okay?” She asked, stroking your face softly, “You look a little run down.”

“I’m just tired…” you explained, “and I can feel a headache coming.”

It wasn’t a lie. Maybe not the whole truth, but part of it. Your confusion still weighed on your mind.

“It’s been a long day.” Stina agreed. “I think I’ll join you for an early night.”

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You tried to hide your surprise as Stina’s parents opened the door to the room you’d be staying in.

Two twin beds.

“This used to be Stina and Linnea’s room when they were little.” Her father explained, showing you the pictures of the two of them as young girls that hung on the wall. You smiled at the image of a ten year old Stina in her handball kit. Next to it was a photo of her lounging at the beach, probably seven or eight.

“I thought we were getting Nils’ room?” you heard Stina whisper to her mom.

“And this is Stina’s first football trophy.” Her father continued, showing you the small gold statue that rested atop the dresser. “I said that day, I knew she would be on the Swedish team one day!”

“You did not, Papa. You wanted me to go out for basketball.”

“Well you were so tall—”

You tuned out the rest of their playful bickering, deciding to take a seat on one of the beds and take a look at the room around you. It was kind of sweet, being in Stina’s old room. It was like seeing a different side of her. Old posters still adorned the walls, messy handwriting still littered sticky notes on the desk.

“Well, we’ll see the two of you tomorrow. Sleep well.”

And with that the two of you were alone. You pulled your backpack over to the edge of the bed and found the ibu that you had brought with you, popping one in your mouth and swallowing it dry. You felt the bed beside you sink and a hand run gently through your hair, soothing the pulsing of your temples.

“Come here,” Stina motioned, pulling you into her so you could rest in her lap. “Is it bad?”

You shook your head.

“It’ll be fine in a moment, it’s just been a long day.”

You weren’t sure how long the two of you sat there, her stroking your hair, you listening to the sound of her heartbeat mixed with the noises of her family celebrating outside. The thoughts in your head trickled through every now and then, but Stina did a good job of beating them back just by being there. She loved you, she loved you, she loved you. You clung to those words.

Eventually you both had to get up and get ready for bed. There was an adjoining bathroom that the two of you had to yourself, thankfully, which made everything much easier. You didn’t have to leave the little bubble you’d created for the two of you.

Then there was the problem of the beds. There was no way in hell you were going to sleep on the other side of the room from your girlfriend as a grown woman. Stina suggested pushing them together, which you did with a bit of struggle. It worked well enough, as long as nobody rolled into the middle. Essentially it was still sleeping in two beds, but it was the best you could do.

“Good night,” you mumbled, trying to get comfortable in the small bed. You reached a hand out for Stina’s, managing to find her fingers so you could lace them together.

“Good night, jag älskar dig.”

“Love you too, Stina.”

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The next morning you awoke to the smell of coffee and the sound of the news playing in the other room. Your headache was gone—a small miracle—and your girlfriend’s back was visible next to you along with a mess of her blonde hair on the pillow. You rolled over to see what time it was, seeing that it was barely eight o’clock.

You quietly got out of bed, hoping to let Stina sleep a little longer. You usually didn’t get more than nine or ten hours maximum, but you knew Stina could sleep from 8pm to 9am easily if nobody was there to interrupt her.

You brushed your teeth and used the bathroom, enjoying a bit of peace with your thoughts before you faced the day. Katie had sent you a message, a photo of her with her nephew on her lap. She looked ridiculously happy, the smile on her face threatening to eclipse the rest of it. “You’ve gone soft, McCabe,” you wrote to her, smiling down at your phone as well.

Stina was still sleeping when you snuck out of the room, having changed into more appropriate clothes to face her family in.

“God morgon,” Stina’s mother greeted you as you walked out into the kitchen.

You wished her the same, settling down in one of the chairs at the island.

“Would you like some coffee? Tea?”

“Coffee, please.”

A mug of black coffee and a carton of milk were placed before you, along with the promise of oatmeal in fifteen minutes or so.

“Is Stina still asleep?”

You nodded.

“She’ll probably be up soon, it’s 8:30 already.”

“Here she is,” Stina spoke, rubbing sleep out of her eyes as she walked into the kitchen.

She kissed her mother on the head and settled into the chair next to you, shooting you a smile as she poured her own coffee. You internally frowned: usually, Stina always gave you a kiss to greet you in the mornings, whether it was at your place or hers. You tried to tell yourself you were overthinking things, but already you could feel the weight in your stomach returning.

“Did you sleep well?” Stina’s mother asked.

You nodded politely, deciding not to comment on the fact that your room had two twin beds. Do you know I’m dating your daughter? As in, we’re romantically involved? As in, we sleep together like grown adults? You imagined yourself saying, but you kept your lips closed.

Slowly the rest of the Blackstenius family trickled in, minus Stina’s brother who was staying with his family at home in Stockholm and would be joining them later in the day. You all gathered around the dining table where a large pot of oatmeal sat, fresh fruit, cinnamon, and sugar adorning the space around it. You sat next to Stina at the end of the table, accepting her offer to serve your breakfast for you.

“This is delicious,” you complimented.

The table was soon full of light chatter in a mixture of Swedish and English. You made light conversation with her sister about her studies, and her decision between going straight to pro or attending school first. You’d done the latter, wanting something to fall back on in case you were injured. But getting your degree while playing had been a difficult task, you warned.

You placed your hand lightly on top of Stina’s where it rested on the table, hoping just to get a bit of reassurance for yourself. But perhaps it was the wrong move, because Stina quickly pulled her hand away, offering her father the bowl of cut apples in front of her for his porridge.

You pulled your hand back into your lap, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. Was Stina so worried about what her parents might think that she couldn’t even touch you for more than a few seconds at a time in front of them. You did your best to continue your conversation with Linnea, ignoring the lump in your throat that was forming. Each time you tried to tell yourself you were overreacting, the voice in your head got less and less convincing.

You didn’t meet Stina’s eyes for the rest of the meal, nor did you try to talk to her. There was a bit of you that was angry and indignant. Why would she treat you like this? You knew you didn’t have the full story, and you wouldn’t until you asked her, but it didn’t feel good on the surface. You just counted the minutes until breakfast would be over and perhaps you could have a second to yourself to calm down. Otherwise you weren’t sure how you would cope.

Your chance came not that long after, as Stina offered to help clean up after breakfast with her mother while you got ready. The eight of you were supposed to go ice skating before it got dark, which meant you should leave by 10:30 for the rink.

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You locked the bathroom door behind you and took a deep breath in through your nose and out of your mouth. You knew you were already on the verge of tears. Your head was getting the better of you, and there was only one person (other than Stina) you wanted to talk to right now.

“Hallo?” Laura’s voice came through the phone.

“Hey, Laura.”

“Was ist los?” She replied, immediately sensing your tone over the phone.

You and Laura had known each other for years, having played for the same club and German national teams since you were barely out of high school. There wasn’t much you could hide from her, especially not when she could hear your voice.

“Ich bin in Schweden, zu Stina’s.” You continued in German, not wanting anyone to be able to listen in on you. Even Stina would have a hard time understanding once you spoke quickly.

“Is everything okay? Did something bad happen?” Laura asked you. “Can we switch to video? So I can see your face.”

You switched on your camera, allowing Laura to see your teary-eyed face. You were sure you looked pathetic, especially over such a small thing.

“What happened? Did Stina do something?”

“No, of course not.” You defended your girlfriend, even though you weren’t completely sure it was true. Had she really not told her parents the two of you were together? Was she hiding it, trying to slowly introduce you as a friend first until they got used to you? You just couldn’t make sense of it.

“Then what’s wrong? And don’t try to say it’s nothing, or it’s little, because if it’s making you cry clearly it’s worth talking about.”

Laura always seemed to know the right thing to say. She was fiercely protective over you, no matter the situation. She reminded you of Katie in that way.

“You know Stina is private… and that we haven’t told many people we’re together on the team.” You heard Laura’s grunt of approval, “Well I got here, and it just seems like she hasn’t told her parents we’re together. I would’ve thought since we’re in her parents home she would be a bit more affectionate, like she is at our apartment or when we’re around Katie or Amanda, but we’ve hardly touched the entire day.” You took a pause. “I know it probably sounds silly—”

“Nope, hush with that. It doesn’t, keep going.”

“Well, you know I’ve been learning Swedish for a few months with Amanda’s help and obviously I’m not great yet, but I’ve been practicing so I could try and understand more while I was here… I’m not positive but I think when they talk about me they call me Stina’s friend. I don’t know if I’m being paranoid, I probably am, but combined with how Stina’s acting…I just don’t know what to think.”

By this point your breathing was uneven, the emotion you’d been trying to clamp down spilling over. Tears leaked out of your eyes and you swiped at them roughly. Your breath came in shallow bursts, unable to fully fill up your lungs. You just didn’t want to fuck this up. And now you were left questioning where you even stood with Stina—you were okay with some privacy, but not with this. Your parents knew about her, she had met most of your friends, even those in Germany over FaceTime since you couldn’t physically be together. Did you occupy the same place in her life that she did in yours?

“I need you to take a deep breath for me.” Laura said, her voice calm. You tried to follow her directions. “You need to ask her, be up front about it. Otherwise you’re going to drive yourself crazy the whole time you’re there, trying to analyze everything. Just ask. And if she hasn’t told them… then figure out why. Maybe there’s more to it than you think.”

You nodded, still trying to breathe. You got in the bathtub, as you often did when this happened as a teenager, and kept Laura on the line.

“Can you just talk about something for a little while? Anything really. I’m sorry to interrupt your break but—”

“Don’t worry about that. Of course I will.”

So you laid there in the tub as Laura went on about the new coaching staff at Frankfurt, about the train problems that had made her three hours late to her parents’ house yesterday, about her photo book that had just come out and how it was doing. Not long after you felt yourself drifting off, heart beating normally and your tears mostly dry. Laura didn’t let you off the line until you had promised that you would keep her updated, and let her know if she needed to come and rescue you and “take you back home with her”.

The universe’s timing seemed to be on your side, because only a few minutes after you had reapplied a bit of foundation around your eyes and washed your face, Stina knocked at the door.

“We’re going to head out in fifteen minutes, could I get in there?”

You opened the door and gave your girlfriend a smile, beckoning her in as you stepped out. You didn’t quite trust your voice yet, so you stayed silent.

“Is everything okay?” Stina asked, cocking her head sweetly.

You knew if you said anything you’d start crying all over again—and you hated yourself for it. So you just nodded, smiling again before slipping back out into the bedroom. There you threw on a nicer outfit and steeled yourself for the next few hours to come. Everything would be fine, no matter what. You had dealt with worse—more heartbreaking things, more disappointing things, you’d had your heart broken before and you had survived. You’d endured pain worse than anything that could happen in the next few hours.

#merry christmas eve lol #or happy holidays! a festive mood regardless of what you celebrate #arsenal x reader #stina blackstenius #stina blackstenius x reader #woso community #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso #katie mccabe #laura freigang #swewnt x reader #my writing

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fake dating - Chris Sturniolo p3

P1 P2 P4

slow burn ( i think ), your both seniors(18), also i live in Ireland so idk how American like years in school works so just go with it, use of y/n, half based on to all the boys I’ve loved before but not really, highschool!chris

Summary ~~you both need to get peoples attention but you might just end up catching eachothers~~

On the way to the triplets house Chris called their mom marylou and asked if it was good for me to stay with them for a night. I always saw Marylou as a mother figure because she was the closest thing to a real parent I had. We were close, i like to think she sees me as a daughter since she doesn’t have any. She said yes, and that I don’t even need to ask, which made me smile.

We were greeted by Marylou when we walked in and i thanked her again for letting me stay. “Thanks again for letting me stay it really means a lot.” “Oh no worry honey, you know you’re always welcome.” She said while pulling me into a hug. I smiled and walked downstairs with Chris. When I turned around I slightly bumped into him. He grabbed the sides of my arms. “Woah careful.” He said while chuckling. Why did I get nervous when he did that? I shouldn’t be getting nervous from him, we always were touchy so why am I get flustered now. I shake it off as we walk to his room.

Chris quickly plops down on his bed and gestures for me to do the same. I smile and walk over sitting right beside him. He puts an arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer. Again my heart rate increases. What is happening. I’ve never felt like this before.

Chris’ phone dings and I subconsciously look down. It was Amelia. I sighed and rolled my eyes, I mean who keeps in contact with their ex.

Amelia: how’s y/n?

Chris sighed and picked up his phone. He responded while shaking his head. “What are you saying?” I asked. “I said you were good.” He replied. I nodded slowly. “What.” He said while looking at me. “What?” I questioned back. “You’re doing your judgy face you do when someone says something wrong.” He explained while gesturing to my face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Oh come on y/n juts tell me.” He said while playfully hitting my arm. “Ok ok, I just think it’s weird to text your ex, like casually.” I said truthfully. He just said “Oh.” “How often do you guys text.” “Just like a few times a day.” He shrugged “your doing the face again y/n whatt.” He groaned. “Nothing! I just don’t think you should.” I shrugged back. “Why do you even care? It doesn’t concern you.” He said more serious, raising his voice. “I don’t care! I was just saying!” I lied. I don’t know why I cared, but I did. “Yea right I can tell when you lie.” He said while getting angry. I scoffed. “I think I’m gonna sleep in nicks room tonight” I said while getting up. “No y/n I’m sorry, I’m not angry at you.” He sighed while looking down. “Then stop, your my best friend i was just looking out for you.” I said while walking out.

Chris pov

I sighed watching her leave my room. It was no use trying to make her stay, she’s too stubborn. I smiled thinking about her. Why did I kind of get offended when she said best friend. That’s all we were. But sometimes I feel like we both want it to be more. I mean the nights when were tangled in each others arms, the jokey flirting, people thinking we’re dating or saying we will eventually. I mean I don’t think I was just imagining it all. I shake the thoughts of and conclude it to just being confused from Amelia, we only broke up a couple of weeks ago so my emotions were still weird. I still like Amelia but I’ll never love her the way I love y/n. We had a different connection.

Just as I was drifting off I heard a knock at my door. I hoped it was y/n but it was Matt. “What dude it’s late.” I said my voice groggy. “Do you like y/n?” He said straight while walking into my room. “Well I mean she’s my best friend..” i said it a duh-tone. “No I mean like in a like romantic-way.” He responded. “Matt what are you talking about, where’s this coming from.” I said confused. “The whole fake dating thing-” “Matt I told you it’s for Amelia.” cutting him off. “No it’s not just that, I mean the way you two were looking at each other earlier. It not in a friend way. And you both are very touchy- especially recently.” He said sitting on my bed. I was shocked, where is this coming from. “She doesn’t like me like that.” I replied. “Yea but do you like her like that.” I sighed. “I-I don’t know.” I said honestly, I was getting nervous around her lately and I don’t know why. If I’m being honest I was kinda sad when she said she’d sleep with Nick. I like holding her while I sleep. “Well I think you should figure it out because I think she does.” He said. What is he on about.

“Where is she anyway?” He said looking around. “Uh she’s sleeping in Nicks room” i mumbled. “Why?” He questioned raising an eyebrow. “We had like an argument- of something about me texting my ex, and she thought it was weird, she got like mad I don’t know why though.” I explained. He nodded. “Open your eyes kid.” Is all he said. “What” “she’s getting mad about your ex, and you don’t think she likes you even a bit like that.” He said while standing up. “Matt what.” “Just think about it.” He shrugged while walking out. Was he right or reading too much into this. I rubbed my face and sighed, this was all so new. Maybe he was right. Surely not.

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27thswan · 6 months

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❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢'𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. ❞ hsr x reader

synopsis. scenarios / hcs i think is the way they say ily!

warnings. pure fluff :)

author's note. stole this from my old blog haha! lol! (reupload and a few fixes and changes!)

pairings. blade, dan heng, tingyun, serval, jing yuan x gn!reader (seperately!)

blade shows his love with his actions, i know he can't communicate that well with you, thinks its even luck finally on his side that you got with him, that you liked him back. that you loved him? just.. wow. you know? anyways, i just see him being the type to pull you in a little closer when his arm is around your waist, and you say something he agrees with! he's very touch starved, but that doesn't mean he can't be the one initiating the cuddles and shit!!!

just prefers dates at home, likes it when it's only the both of you that see each other in that moment. just likes it better yk?

other people don't need or have to know about or what you two do on little dates (kafka bothers him about you in a positive way)

dan heng just that guy to be always giving his time to you. as much as he can, he'll bring you wherever he goes. as long as you want to too, but he always hopes that you do want too, because he isn't always gonna be on his phone to call or text you. so he thought it'd be easier to just bring you with him. and he'd put his life on the line just to protect you, so basically thinks you'll be fine travelling with him. but even if you don't wanna, he doesn't mind just waiting on the astral express with you and himeko..

he'd fill jars of little strips of paper of just compliments he's used on you before, or even square-ish paper filled with little doodles of you, or the both of you

kind of clingy, in a good way though! just attaches himself to you and stuff when you don't pay attention to him, he doesn't communicate too well so bare with him!!

tingyun spends time with you, and sometimes even brings you along when she has work! besides yukong doesn't mind~ and of course, this wouldn't be a tingyun post of mine without me saying she would tease, and would love when you get flustered from her silly words!!!! and would love physical touch ngl?!?! like falls in love all over again when you cuddle her, now you get to see her red!

just always gets so flushed in the face whenever you both share a bed, specially when your relationship first started, and being a few months in, you both are stuck in a clichè romantical trope of sharing a bed, yeah she was joking about it in the start but-- she never thought it'd actually.. happen!!

AAAA SERVAL!!! she's so sweetheart real!! i just know she has her own skincare routine and would so do it on you too. she likes spending time with you as her way of saying i love you!! 24/7 sleep back hugs when you cook or bake!! she's an avid lover of skin-to-skin contact i promise! physical touch is another way she tries to kiss your scars better for you<33

i just know she holds both your hands when you both kiss, whether it'd be on your temple, your nose, your cheeks, or your lips, she always ends up holding both your palms or her hand on your cheek <33

waaa my sweetie pie, a personal headcannon i really see in serval (or in the landau siblings), i like to think that they can barely cook. so i guess in their criteria for an s/o would be them knowing how to cook (even if its just barely too though because woah matching!!)

^^ bonus points if your cooking is super good.

jing yuan?? hmm.. i kind of see him as a mix of everything, like he'd give gifts very often, and his attention will be on you 24/7 too. and if you tell me and say he wouldn't be so smooth with his words.. like come on. there's so much i wanna say abt this cutie patootie. but yk.. if your gaze seems to last too long on a certain item while you both are walking around thoughh.. just know you'll be getting it that night later on, or even right now! and is another flirty sweetheart who lives for his s/o being flustered as hell!! that's srsly all i can say ykyk?!!?

"but i just need to finish this one stack of paperwork and i'll be free the rest of the week!--" you exclaim as jing yuan protests silently by carrying you up the stairs to your shared bedroom bridal style. "but i need you to cuddle me tonight though, besides, it is due in 2 weeks! just 1 break honey.." he says placing you down onto the bed, "fine fine.." you say as jing yuan jumps into bed onto your chest

i'm so quirky for stealing from my self because when i posted it on my shadowbanned old account it didn't get attention muehehhehehe

reblog reblog reblog if you want more!!

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welcome-back-home · 1 year

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SLEEPY TIME SNUGGLES!

paring:wally x puppet!gn!reader (romantic)

warning:nothing! just mostly fluff ^^

note:the following contains mentions of past personalities, I suggest you look at the following link to understand my puppet y/n au and have a nice read ^^

link: puppet y/n

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it`s the start of a new day!

the sun shines and the birds sing, the air carries the smell of freshly bloomed flowers as spring begins. As the neighborhood becomes awake and busy, wally opens homes door to greet the outside, a smile on his face with a canvus and several bottles of paint in his arms. it was the perfect day to paint he believed "ill be back later home, see you soon!" he speaks to the house as he makes his way out the open door, with a creak and a squeak in response home shuts its door for wally as he had his hands full. what a nice home.

several minutes goes by as wally walks down the yellow pavement, passing by houses and work places of his fellow neighbors. until he spots it, a home that is decorated in a new design compared to yesterday. it`s still wet from fresh paint and the plants in the property was replaced with different plants, a garden gnome that was once there yesterday was replaced with a plastic flamingo and different colored stepping stones. it is the house of his beloved, a wonderful person...or people they are. he wonders who they are today, maybe a florist? or even a baker? whatever they may be today he will love them all the same.

while drawing closer to the house he noticed a person laying in the grass, face planted in the ground with their hair a mess and still wearing pajamas like it is not day just yet. wally drops his painting supplies in shock and runs over to his beloved, his felt heart racing at the thought that they have hurt themselves and he wasn`t here to help "my dear?” wally says as he slightly shakes them, fear gripping his heart....only for him to let out a sigh of relief when the puppet made a sound that resembles a groan and the muffled words "five more minutes".

wally chuckles a bit at his beloveds antic and shakes them again "sweetheart you should be sleeping in your bed, not the grass" wally says in a sweet voice, causing the puppet to turn their head to the side so wally can hear them "i wanted to sleep on my roof but i couldnt find my ladder" they said in a joking tone, it makes wally smile that they are ok. "let me help you up" wally suggested as he helps them off the ground, his beloved lets out a big yawn and rubs their eye, wally now noticed dark circles around their eyes, like they have not slept in days "oh dear, lets get you inside and into bed. itll be much better then the grass" wally stated as he leads them to their own front door "what about your paint stuff?" they asked as they saw the pile of paint supplies wally dropped moments ago, followed by another yawn "it`s not going anywhere" wally says "besides, you are more important" he added to his statement before he leads them inside.

it didn`t take long for wally to take them to their room so they can sleep in their bed, the layout of the home was the only thing that always remained the same each day. he watches as they crawl into their own bed only for them to look in wallys direction and beckons him to come closer, wally does walk over only to expect a goodbye kiss on the cheek. when instead they grabbed his hand to pull him in the bed with them "whoa!" he says in surprise as he now rests on the soft mattress full of many pillows and blankets…with his beloved wrapping their arms around him "stay with me? please? just until i fall asleep" they mumbled, already half way asleep.

wally can feel his heart speed up and his cheeks grow warm, he wouldn`t mind this but it was still a big surprise. he wraps his arms around his beloved "ill stay" he says in a whisper, not wanting to wake them up further by talking in a normal tone. it takes only five minutes for them to finally fall sleep, lightly snoring and their limbs go limp as they relax into their deep slumber. wally wouldn’t dare to move, he would give anything for this moment to last forever, but he knows that soon you both will have to get up and continue the day.

he stares at the nightstand, seeing a alarm clock reading 10:37 and still ticking... maybe a nap couldn't hurt, just 30 minutes longer...and he will then get up and do his daily painting… that sounds nice...

he slowly closes his eyes, being careful not to accidentally 'eat' one of the many trinkets in the room...and eventually...falls into a long blissful sleep.

#wally darling x reader #wally darling x y/n #welcome home #puppet y/n #puppet reader au #welcome home puppet show #welcome home arg #wally darling #so sorry if it’s ooc for Wally #I haven’t written in a while so I hope this is good enough #wally x reader

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animeisfornerdz · 4 months

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Step-Siblings || Levi Ackerman

Synopsis - An accidental meeting in an empty mess hall with your step-brother leads to an accidental confession.

Warnings - NSFW.

Word Count - 2.9k.

{Caffeinate Me}

“She’s Captain Levi’s step-sister,” came the whispers as you walked through the training grounds. You rolled your eyes as you continued to walk towards the mess hall, already fed up of hearing about how you were Levi’s sister for today. You heard it every day, even though you’d been with the Survey Corps years now and it was draining you. You knew the mess hall would be empty, perfect for a cup of tea and a quick relax before you got yourself back to training. No one would dare pull you up on your actions, even if they weren’t allowed. They always feared you would tell your ‘big brother’ or act coldly towards them, when you would never do either of those things. You fought your own battles and your demeanour was the complete opposite to that of your step-brother. You walked into the mess hall and scanned the room, double checking it was empty before you made yourself a cup of tea. When you poured the hot liquid into a tea cup, you sat down at a long rectangular table and blew on the steam rising from the cup in hopes of cooling it down quicker so you could drink it and get back to training before anybody noticed you were missing. You closed your eyes and sat back on the chair thinking about the day you had ahead. There would be more and more people talking about how you were the Captain’s step-sister and you needed to mentally prepare yourself for that. You were so focused on calming yourself down that you didn’t even hear anybody enter the mess hall.

“Y/N,” came a voice. His voice: your step-brother. Your eyes shot open and you sat up on your chair straight before addressing him.

“Levi,” you said with a polite nod.

“What’re you doing in here?” He asked, surveying the room. He noticed it was empty and was wondering why you were in there all alone.

“Just needed a break from training,” you replied with a shrug, finally taking a sip of your tea that was now at the perfect drinking temperature.

“A break from training?” Levi asked, to which you nodded in reply. “Anybody know about this ‘break’?”

You shook your head. “No, of course not. But even if they did, no one would dare stop me.” Levi looked at you quizzically, waiting for you to explain yourself. “Well, they’re scared I'll tell you or I’ll act like you towards them. They all talk about it, you know? That I’m your sister.”

Levi sighed and took a seat opposite you. “So I’ve heard.”

“And it’s so draining, you know? I hear it everyday, from people I both know and don’t know. It’s frustrating!”

“I know it can be,” Levi said stoically even though he was trying his best to sympathise with you. “But you just have to ignore it the best you can.”

“Ignore it? It’s everywhere I go. I hear them talking about it when I’m trying to sleep,” you groan, placing your tea cup on the table and throwing your hands up in the air. “I’m done.”

“You’re done?”

“Yeah. I’m done. I quit. I don’t want to be in the Survey Corps anymore.”

Levi couldn’t help but smirk at your reaction and shake his head. “That’s a little over dramatic don’t you think?”

“You wouldn’t understand,” you shrugged.

Levi leaned in closer to you and placed his hands on the table in order to gain your wavering attention. “Then make me understand.” You sat in silence for a moment, not sure how you could make him understand your frustration or current situation. Levi stared at you, waiting for your response but nothing came out of your mouth. “It’s not so bad, you know?”

“What isn’t?”

“Being known as my sister,” Levi shrugged. “I always have people passing me in the corridors and telling me how great you are. Some even ask me for your hand in marriage.”

You raised an eyebrow at his words, completely surprised. “Really? No one has ever shown any romantic interest in me. Not that I care anyway.”

“I know how much you want to get married and start a family,” Levi said. “Don’t try and convince me you wouldn’t care if someone took a romantic interest in you.”

“I wouldn’t!” You shriek quietly. “Not like I can do that anyway now I’m in the Corps.”

“Anything is possible Y/N,” Levi mumbled, his eyes boring into your own.

“Who?” You asked, staring back at him.

“Does it really matter?” He scoffed.

“Well yeah. If someone likes me, I’d like to know who.”

Levi stayed quiet for a minute, clearly thinking whether or not he should tell you before he opened his mouth to speak. “Oluo.” You pulled a face of disgust the second his name left Levi’s lips causing Levi to chuckle lightly. “Not your type?”

“Definitely not my type,” you replied, sticking your tongue out as if you had tasted something disgusting.

“Well, he’s keen on marrying you.”

“Well, I think I’ll pass,” you replied, taking another sip of your tea. Levi nodded in understanding, but amusement was still evident on his face. He knew that Oluo wasn’t your type, that’s why he found it so amusing. There was another few minutes of silence between the two of you before you opened your mouth. “What about you? Anyone you wanna marry?” Levi hesitated before shaking his head, however his hesitation didn’t go unnoticed by you. You raised an eyebrow at him but chose to ignore his lack of answer. Instead, you changed subjects completely. “How’s training going?”

“As if I need to train,” he said jokingly, despite his usual stoic demeanour.

“Ha ha very funny,” you rolled your eyes. “Some of us aren’t naturally talented, like you.”

“Well, if you were an Ackerman by blood, you would be. But you’re not. So you’re not,” Levi pointed out, lips curving into a smile.

“Touche,” you replied, finishing your tea and accidentally slamming the cup on the table. “I should get back to training.” Levi didn’t acknowledge your words, instead he remained still, eyes lingering over your form. “Something the matter, Levi?”

“You’re so…” he stopped and gulped before finishing his sentence. “Beautiful.”

You stopped in your tracks, blinking rapidly at him. “I’m sorry?” You asked, wanting to make sure you heard him correctly.

“Don’t make me say it again,” he groaned. “I didn’t even mean to say it the first time.”

“You think I’m… beautiful?”

Levi bit the inside of his cheek before nodding slowly, eyes analysing your every reaction. “I think you’re gorgeous, actually.”

You were shocked at Levi’s words. So shocked that you had to sit back down from your current standing position and lean back in your chair. You couldn’t deny that your step-brother was handsome and you couldn’t deny that you felt something for him, but he was your step-brother. It felt wrong. “Levi,” you mumble under your breath, looking up at him through your eyelashes.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Levi said sternly.

“Like what?” You asked, genuinely confused.

“Like you want to kiss me or kill me, I can’t make it out,” he said. He sounded as if he had been winded, he was breathless.

“You’re my brother,” you said.

“Step-brother,” Levi corrected you, nodding his head slightly in your direction. “Dammit I wish I never opened my mouth.”

You weren’t sure what to say. With shaky hands, you leaned on the arm rests to help yourself stand up and walked slowly over to Levi. Even though he was so close, each step felt like a lifetime. Once Levi realised you were walking towards him and not past him to leave the room, he too stood up. It was as if everything went in slow motion. When you reached Levi, you cupped his face with your hands and pressed your lips to his quickly. You weren’t sure what to expect, considering his admission, but you didn’t expect him to wrap his arms around you and pull your body closer to his, a soft moan of approval leaving his lips. Levi’s lips were chapped and dry against your soft ones, yet it somehow felt right. Your lips continued to dance across his as your hands fell to his shoulders, massaging them slowly. Soft sounds continued to erupt from Levi’s throat as your hands began to trail his body.

“Levi,” you whispered softly against his lips before pulling away. Levi’s eyes were still closed as you pulled away and he groaned before opening them to stare at you.

He cleared his throat and looked around the room. “Yeah?”

“Do you really think I’m beautiful?”

“Exquisite,” he replied, chasing your lips with his once more. Both of your eyes fluttered closed as you leaned into the other's body. Your movements became more desperate and you began to tug at your uniform, eager for more. “Not here,” Levi gasped against your lips once he realised what you were doing.

“Not here?” You asked, tilting your head to the side.

Levi shook his head, stepped back from your body and stretched out his hand to you. “Follow me.” You nodded and followed as Levi left the mess hall, walking past soldiers who saluted him respectfully and whispered about, of course, how you were step-siblings with him. Levi stopped outside his office and opened the door quickly. “Get inside,” he said sternly. You stepped into the office and Levi slammed the door shut behind you. Within seconds he had you pressed against the door, locking it while his lips smashed against yours. “Here. Here is safe.”

You quickly unbuttoned your shirt, allowing it to fall to the floor as Levi’s lips continued to mash against your own. He was clumsy and desperate, you could tell this was either incredibly new to him or he hadn’t done this alot. You shook your head lightly, trying to get the thoughts out of your mind as you attempted to unbutton Levi’s shirt. He helped you whilst still kissing you, allowing his shirt to join yours on the floor. Your shaky hands trailed down his smooth, toned chest and you couldn’t help but let out a groan at the feeling of his bare skin underneath your fingertips. “Shit, Levi,” you whispered, pulling away from his lips to look at him. “Are we really doing this?”

“Yeah,” he said, lips skimming yours once more before making their way down to your neck. He kissed, licked and sucked the skin on your neck making sure to mark you for days to come. He didn’t care who would see them or who would question them in the future. He would proudly own up to being the one to leave such marks on your delicate skin. Your fingers fumbled with his trousers, unbuckling them before attempting to push them down his muscular legs, however, you needed some help. Levi chuckled and helped you push them down, allowing them to pool at his ankles before he stepped out of them. Your eyes trailed down his body, truly admiring how muscular he was underneath the Scouts uniform. You felt arousal grow in your stomach and a familiar ache settle between your legs that you knew had to be quenched now. You pushed Levi onto the sofa that resided in the middle of his office and removed your own trousers quicker than you ever thought possible. Then, you climbed onto Levi’s lap, lips attacking him in a ruthless assault. A chuckle came from his throat at your eagerness, but you chose to ignore him, not in the mood for jokes or banter. You wanted him and you wanted him now.

Your hips grinded against Levi’s causing him to gasp at the sudden sensation. You could feel his hardened cock against your clothed cunt and looked down to see his length outlined through his boxers. It made your mouth water. You wanted to tut at yourself, scold yourself for how pathetic you were being for a cock but you couldn’t help it. This was unlike anything you had experienced before and you never wanted it to end. Levi’s hands cupped your breasts and pushed them together before playing with your nipples through your bra. “Don’t tease me,” you growled. “I’m not in the mood.”

“Straight to it eh?” Levi said with a mischievous grin plastered on his lips.

“Yeah,” you gasped, pushing your underwear down your legs and throwing them across the room to find later. Levi’s eyes widened as he watched you reveal your pussy to him, but he didn’t get a second to admire you since you were already pulling down his boxers.

“O-Oh,” Levi gasped as the cool air from the open window hit his now revealed and fully hardened cock.

You lowered yourself onto him, allowing his tip to probe your entrance. Although Levi was often classed as a ‘small’ man, he was certainly well endowed. His cock was thick and large, curved slightly to the right but nothing abnormal. If this was your first time you would have wondered if he’d fit inside of you, but you were an expert at these things. Levi bit his bottom lip as his tip slipped past your entrance easily, stretching your tight hole. Inch by inch, you sucked him in and you both moaned simultaneously as he bottomed out inside of you. “Holy fuck, Levi,” you whimpered, throwing your head back. Levi’s hands grasped your hips and kept you still on his cock to ensure he didn’t cum straight away, because God knows he wanted to.

“Stay still,” he managed to choke out, his voice almost begging you. You nodded and did as he told you, remaining as still as you could for a few moments. When he was ready for you to move, he tapped your hips gently. You smiled down at him and slowly began to move your hips against him. Levi immediately let out a strangled moan as you lifted yourself off of his cock and slammed yourself back down again until his heavy balls slapped against your arse. “You - holy shit - we’re really doing this,” he sputtered out.

“Yeah, yeah we are,” you whispered breathlessly as your pace sped up a bit. Levi’s hands grasped your hips tighter as he helped you bounce on his cock effortlessly. You were both biting your bottom lips in an attempt to keep yourself as quiet as possible, after all the walls weren’t soundproof.

Levi couldn’t help but move his hips, thrusting upwards into your cunt, his cockhead kissing your cervix deliciously. You could feel him twitching inside you with each movement you made and it only brought your orgasm closer to the surface and so you dropped a hand from his neck to your legs, slowly circling the bundle of nerves between your legs. “What are you doing?” Levi asked, slightly confused as he watched you with wide eyes.

“Gonna cum,” you whispered softly, screwing your eyes shut tight as you quickly pulled your hand away from your clit and stopping your movements momentarily, allowing you to squirt onto Levi’s torso. Levi was stunned as you sprayed him, and moaned loudly at the feeling of your cunt contracting around him. It felt too good, he didn’t know how long he could last for with you squeezing him like this.

“That was, ah fuck, that was incredible,” Levi groaned, eyes rolling into the back of his head as you began your movements once more. This time you were rougher, harsher and faster and Levi wanted to cry out from how good he was feeling and so he did. Tears sprung to his eyes and he quickly kissed you to distract you from his sudden crying. “Y/N, I’m going to cum,” Levi gasped breathlessly. His hands gripped your hips as tight as he possibly could and he knew that there would be bruises there later, but neither of you cared. His hips met yours as he pounded up into you desperately before spilling his warm cum deep inside of you. You felt his cock twitch and you continued to bounce on him for a few more seconds until you were satisfied that you had milked him dry before you halted your movements. You collapsed onto Levi’s chest, listening to his heart beating rapidly and the sound of his shallow breathing as he stroked your hair softly. Pressing a kiss to your hair, Levi whispered a quiet thank you. You were too fucked out to respond, but you did look into his eyes momentarily before softly pressing your lips to his once again. This time, the kiss was more chaste and loving than the heated kisses of earlier. Levi wrapped his arms around your waist and manoeuvred you both so you were lying down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling. After a few minutes of listening to each other’s breathing and Levi tracing patterns on your arm, he broke the silence. “You,” was all he said.

“Huh?” You asked softly, turning to face him with furrowed eyebrows.

“You asked me before who I wanted to marry,” he said quietly. “It’s you. It’s always been you.” Tears flooded to the front of your eyes as you stared at him in bewilderment. You didn’t know what to say, so instead you just kissed him. Levi kissed back eagerly before pulling away and smiling down at you. “You should rest. We have a big day of training tomorrow.”

“Mhm,” you mumbled, your eyes already closing.

Levi began to hum a soft tune to lull you to sleep and within minutes you were snoring lightly against his chest. He smiled down at you and pressed a final kiss to your forehead. “Sleep well Y/N.”

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arueternity · 26 days

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Vessel's ABC's

PAIRING - Vessel x reader, Vessel x polyves (Briefly mentioned)

WARNING - NSFW! Mentions of breeding kink, sexual piercings, cum play, overstimulation

AUTHOR'S NOTE - Hello my lovies! I've been sitting on this for a while now, I thought it would be best to slowly start doing headcanons and blurbs to work myself back into writing. I hope yall enjoy!

WORD COUNT - 1,177

Master List

❥ A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

➛ As soon as the both of you cum, he’s kissing your face softly praising you for how good you did for him. ➛ Always gets up and gets you some of your favorite snackies and drinks, will gently rub your back while you eat.

❥ B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

➛ His? He loves his stomach, cannot tell me otherwise. Why else would he always have it on display? ➛ Yours? Your eyes, he loves to stare into them as he’s gently rubbing your sides pulling you closer.

❥ C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

➛ Haha he paints you pretty with his cum, purposely pulling out just to cum on either your hole or face. ➛ Pretty boy also will crave your cum, please give it to him or he’ll beg

❥ D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

➛ Creepy and dirty? Yes please. ➛ Has stalked his partners, still means he has seen you masturbate, watching the way you pleasure yourself. Yeah so when yall do fuck, he knows how to please you.

❥ E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

➛ Fairly experienced. He has had multiple partners in the past, and considering he has multiple now, I’d say he knows what’s going on.

❥ F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

➛Our boy is a romantic man, he’ll take you from behind in a spooning position. He’ll wrap his hand around your throat while pulling you back, kissing you while hooking one of your legs over his hips. Yeah...

❥ G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

➛ Pretty serious in the moment. He can sometimes crack a joke when he can tell you’re struggling.

❥ H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

➛ Very neatly trimmed. He loves his happy trail and thinks it’s enjoyable when you run your hands down it to grab his cock

❥ I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

➛ It’s intense but it varies on the scene y’all have set. ➛ Can be very romantic and loving when yall are making love. Sweet kisses and gentle touches ➛ But he can also fuck you till you’re crying and begging for him to stop.

❥ J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

➛ Sweet boy barely gets time to Jack off and empty his balls. He’s always so stressed out with the band and then having to deal with Sleep. ➛ But when he does it's because he away from you, he’s touching himself slowly, dipping his hand into his pants, biting his lip to stop the breathy moan...

❥ K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

➛ I’ll give you the top kinks... ➛Ownership. He loves to feel like he owns someone like they need him. ➛ Breeding kink. Gods the man just wants to put a baby in you even if you can’t carry it. ➛ Dare I say.. daddy kink? Just the reaction to you calling him daddy.. think about it.

❥ L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

➛ Woods. Yup, he loves the woods the most. Loves taking you near where all the offers are given. Offering YOU up like the finest treat to Sleep...

❥ M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

➛ Gotta say his biggest turn-on might be your support. He feels safe and loved with you around.. it just makes his cock unbelievably hard for you. ➛ Bonus: if you are into it, seeing you wear a collar with his name on it.

❥ N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

➛ Public sex. I don’t see him being the type to take you in front of people yall don’t know. He likes to keep that separate and away from the fans

❥ O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

➛ REALLY likes receiving it, I mean openingly moaning, pulling you closer by the back of your neck, face fucking you. Loves it so fucking much. ➛ Will give it but always takes more than what you offer. Pushing you into overstimulation as his mouth just works over you…like I said, he really likes your cum

❥ P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

➛ It can vary but most of the time even when it’s a rough dirty fuck in the back of the bus, he likes to go slow… Takes his time to feel you wrapped around him while he drags moan after moan out of you.

❥ Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

➛ “Quickie” you say… he doesn’t do fast fucks. Yes, he’ll take you when he needs you but he likes to savor your taste and your pleasure.

❥ R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

➛ He doesn’t like to risk his identity being shown, so nothing like public stuff. ➛ Will try new things as long as it’s discussed beforehand. Safety matters in his eyes.

❥ S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

➛ Forgive me god for I have sinned. ➛ You CANNOT tell me he doesn’t last for hours!! Of course, he’ll cum but he’ll get right back at it!! ➛ Have you seen the way he’s always on stage singing? And he goes to the gym? He knows he can fuck for a while so buckle in.

❥ T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

➛ Owns a Fleshlight and a cock ring. Sometimes he likes to use them on the other vessels soo... ➛ Will be open to using any toys you bring into the bedroom, might forget about them if I’m honest.

❥ U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

➛ Constantly. Fucking constantly teasing. He will have you wet/hard the whole fucking day and then IGNORE you when you beg for him to fuck you. ➛ He knows you like it when he doesn’t wear a shirt, purposely taking it off in front of you and pushing his pants down just low enough that there’s a happy trail...

❥ V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

➛ If he’s in control he’s kinda quiet, just groaning and sometimes moaning. ➛ Does whisper in your ear from time to time, “Fuck darling.. you're sucking my cock in so well.. need that don’t you”

❥ W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

➛ Love me or hate me.. he has a prince Albert.. thank you.

❥ X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

➛ Some piercings here and there (cough on his dick) ➛ Does have some scars from sacrificing blood to Sleep.. and from you.

❥ Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

➛ He wants you every day of every hour. Reasonable he knows he can’t have you all the time but he’ll try his damnest to.

❥ Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

➛ My version of the vessels don’t really sleep.. but if he does fall asleep good luck waking him up. Will sleep for 3 days at a time.

Master List

#sleep token #sleep token ii #sleep token iii #sleep token iv #sleep token vessel #sleep token vessel x reader #sleep token headcanons #headcanon #smutty #sleep token vessel smut #imagine #blurb

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b00tyliciousbabe · 9 months

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my baby daddies - ep. 1

my comeback era xx

arón piper x male reader

summary: inside edition the slutty thoughts i have for mr piper xx

notes: hi ppl, hope y’all missed me. i’m back, after like a year of hibernation, with another imagine! hope you guys are all doing well <3 i will be releasing 2 other series (‘the DILFs’ and a surprise one 🤭) so stay tuned! plus y’all better thank me, I lost this draft not once, but TWICEEEE! happy with this iteration though.

apologies in advance y’all this is gonna be chaotic…and my spanish is very rusty.

you met arón on the set of ‘elite’ because you were in between working with the hair and makeup team whilst designing the costumes. You had familiarised yourself with the entire crew and made loads of friends but from day 1 it was clear that your connection with him was unparalleled. the pinnacle of romantic chemistry. it’s giving one of those moments in the films when the two lovers have their meet cute, staring into each others eyes and the rest of the world is just in their peripheral because at that moment only two people exist - you and him. From then on, the whole crew shipped you guys together, with your work besties ester (who plays carla) and mina (who plays nadia) urging you to make out with him. He too was not exempt from this teasing, and a lot of his fellow male cast mates lowkey pressured him to ask you out. Whilst the premiere was coming up, you began sorting out the final designs for the next season, he ran into the studio wearing nothing but calvin briefs.

“Y/N, you’ve gotta help me.” He said desperately. You were taken aback. You’d never seen someone look so hot while they were needy.

“hey arón, what seems to be the problem?” He threw his hands up in the air in frustration. “can’t you see I’m practically naked?” You bit your lips taking in all of him “failing to see the issue here” which garnered a chuckle from him. “please y/n i’m so lost right now, i have no clue what to do” arón began panting which made you panic a lil bit. Placing your hands on his chest, you calmed his beating heartbeat “it’s okay, you know i’ve got you” Pulling one of your personal designs from the rack, you dressed him like he was your ken doll.

“i can do my own buttons you know,” he smiled watching you concentrate and manipulate the fabric to accentuate his features “i know but you wouldn’t be able to execute the vision i had for you in my mind” his eyes softened “you base your designs off me?” you looked up and met his gaze. “i’m not tryna give you a big head or anything, because it’s already quite elliptical, but kinda i guess.” he giggled as you watched his smile make his face look even cuter. “awww you got a lil crush on me,” aròn chuckled as you playfully beat his chest. “i mean, you’re handsome af I’ll give you that,” you felt his chest heaving with passion “why do you ask?” aròn held both your hands stopping you from working. “y/n,” you look up, all doe-eyed, surprised at the lack of distance between your lips. he breathed closer, opening the gates to your mouth as he graced you with a peck that lasted what felt like ages. the rest was history; that night he debuted the two of you as a couple to which was met with so much love.

you are at your gushiest whenever aròn smiles. it just makes you feel so happy seeing him so cute and all. stroking his cheek in the morning staring at him grinning in his sleep - probably dreaming of you.

the art of communication has always been strong in your relationship. your spanish-german bf was trilingual and meeting you pushed him to learn more on the side. your spanish was decent, certainly nothing to be proud but it improved drastically working on the show and being with aron. you were also highly proficient in two other languages and so he was adding to your roster. your relationship with him was a testament to the betterment of both people in a couple, you both pushed each other to try new things.

aron’s love language is definitely physical touch closely followed by gift giving, and so it made sense that he would buy you jewellery (even giving you his own) so he could both adore and adorn you. your favourite present he’s ever given you was the ‘A’ necklace he flaunts in a lot of his insta posts. he just loves seeing it around your neck - he’s yours. he even has an ‘A’ tattoo that now always reminds him of you.

even in the bedroom the necklace pays a huge role:

“my pretty little muñequita, fuck you feel so good.” he praised, railing you painstakingly slowly in missionary. you watched his eyes mirroring your overstimulated expression, as it darkened with his desire for more. you moved to his necklace which swung gracefully with every deep thrust. “ughhh” aròn’s moans got even loader you picked the pendant up and put it in between his teeth to muffle him. the sweat began to drip off his face as he began to imprint his teeth into the crystals, groaning in pleasure. “Nghhhh nghhh nghhh” it was getting too much for him as he dropped it, all red, hot, and bothered, directly into your mouth. You bit it seductively making your bf smile. other times when he’s hitting it from the back in prone bone, your hot bodies are cooled by the ice around his neck providing an amazing sensation when he spurts his warm cum inside you.

aròn is pretty decently hung, a bit on the skinnier side, nothing monstery, but deffo larger than average and it bends to the left. his favourite position is probably missionary; he wants to see the pleasure he’s giving you. the moans, your eyes, your lips, he wants to soak it all up and treasure every single expression you make whilst he’s inside you. you really like cowgirl as you’ve noticed it gets the most laughs and smiles from him, your biggest weakness. aròn loves it as well. the sight of you holding his pecs, bouncing up and down his pole as he grabs your ass sends him into overdrive. “shit mi amor, ughh, fuck, you sure know how to ride my dick.”

his kryptonite is oral. he’s such a whore for that mouth of yours. you guys waited for quite a while to have any nsfw activity because you wanted to establish a deep romantic connection first. so about 6 months into your relationship, you gave him head for the first time and OH MY GOSHHHH. you were coming back from date night, aròn wore an unbuttoned white dress shirt with chains and rings, all styled by you. it was raining and y’all decided to walk around the city and so tour chivalrous boyfriend offered his blazer to stop you from getting cold. you had never been more attracted to him. the way his wet hair laid messy on his head, abs protruded through his drenched shirt, it turned you on. so when you got into his apartment, you grabbed his hand and took him into the bedroom.

“despacio baby” he chuckled. you pushed him onto the bed, straddling and welcoming him with a kiss. you felt him grow beneath your ass, a sign for you to get on your knees. “y/n, wait what are you doing” aròn says as you began to unbuckle his pants. you didn’t hear, your brain too loud with horny thoughts to answer him. “cariño…” he held your hands at his belt. “are you sure you want to do this.” he asked worriedly, knowing how important sex was to you. “i’ve never been more sure of anything in my life” you mirrored his smirk, as he moved his hands, unbuttoning his shirt whilst you pulled his pants to his trousers. His tan cock stood strong, pink tip peaking through his freckled foreskin. he had a light brown bush leading up to his happy trail, urging you to lick down from his abs to his balls. “I’m so hard right now,” you started bobbing up and down and noticed how much of a panter he was. when he was close you started to deepthroat, to which he responded with a loud moan, yanking his dick out of your mouth and giving you the nastiest facial ever.

fucking loved it, as if he couldn’t love you more already…you were such a cockdrunk slut for him.

music plays a huge part of your relationship. when you guys are in the sheets, the symphony that comes from your bedroom is actually next level. oftentimes, aròn catches you humming and singing in the shower, to your embarrassment. “why are you hiding your face, your voice is incredible.” he praises. for his upcoming album, whilst in the studio, you came to check up on your bf bringing your freshly homemade brownies that you knew he loved. you knew aròn had been having a bit of a hard time completing one of the final tracks. as his team listened back to the record your bf was getting frustrated “ughhh it’s shit!” as he growled chucking song sheets across the room. “y/n you’ve got to speak to him, no one else is getting through to him and we are on a tight deadline” the executives who were present at the times warned. “he’ll be ready, i can assure you” you urged everyone else to leave the room. “aròn.” he didn’t answer. your tone softened, “papí…” you moved to him, noticing how tense he was getting. he looked up at you with teary eyes, hurting at how anxious he was getting. you knew what to do. “come on.” he followed u back into the recording booth. the track was playing, and all you did was talk, he spoke about his issues with fame, love, and life, and it was the perfect outro/interlude. you also added background vocals and harmonies into his tracks and the media went wild for it!

#gay #bottom male reader #aron piper #smut

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st4rwon · 1 year

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dates with skz

hyung line, hurt comfort(in minho’s), lots and lots of fluff, mentions of food, pet names

bangchan 방찬

full day dates

either planned extremely well or he just shows up to your house and is like “lets go on a date”

always get you flowers (had never failed to bring them single time)

loves to bring you to places that are special to him

“channie you know you didn’t have to do all of this for a date” you said looking over and your handsome boyfriend that sat next to you. “i know but I wanted to show you how special you are to me” he answered clasping your hands together. you stared at the stars in the sky, it was just you and chan stargazing together. “thank you for all of this, you never fail to put a smile on my face. i love you chan” he mumbled a small “i love you too” before pulling your face towards his so he could give you a kiss.

minho 민호

likes indoor dates, but will still go on outdoor ones

if it’s an indoor date he’ll get your favorite take out and set up something for you both to do

(watch a movie, play games, etc)

will definitely end in you and minho cuddling with soonie, doongie, and dori

“hey babe?” minho said getting your attention “yeah?” “do you ever find these dates…boring? i mean most people usually go out, but we tend to stay in because of me…” you fully turned your body towards him, the sounds from the movie still playing behind you “minho of course i don’t find these dates boring, i love all the time we spent together and even if it’s not a extremely thought out formal date i appreciate the effort you put in trying to make it as fun as possible. plus i get to see soonie, doongie, and dori, how could it possibly be boring” minho shuffled close to you and gave you a small hug “yeah your right” he chuckled “..does that mean you only come here for my cats” he said jokingly “yeah of course what did you think” he playfully shoved you but in his head all he could think was ‘i wonder what i did to deserve a girl like her’

changbin 창빈

goes out with you at least once a week

cannot live without seeing you

it’ll alternate between you two, one week

you plan the date and the next week he does

recalls things that you’ve talked about and plans accordingly

the MOST romantic

“binnie you didn’t have to go all out” you say after he had taken you to one of your favorite places, he had also gotten you your favorite food and flowers “my baby deserves the best of the best!” he exclaims pulling you closer to his body. “i guess i’m gonna have to one up you next week then” you chuckled changbin stayed silent but continued to hold you body, and you just stayed like that for a little bit. “c’mon let me walk you home” he said finally breaking the embrace, though he had the brightest smile on his face. “my boyfriend is such a gentleman” “only for you babe” he said pulling his head down to kiss your forehead.

hyunjin 현진

Extremely romantic pt. 2

loves bringing you to fancy dinner places

showers you with love and complements everything you do

“how can someone looks so cute just by sitting there? i’m so glad your mine”

HIS EXACT WORDS

dates always last longer than expected because he can’t leave you

“hyun you gotta go home, you have work tomorrow” you said pouting at your boyfriend, he had taken you on an amazing date and made sure you had the time of your life. “but i don’t wanna leave youu” he said holding you tight in an embrace. “alright” you said giving in “we can go on a small walk around the neighborhood, but then you gotta go home, I don’t want you to not get enough sleep because of me” hyunjin smiled brightly and took your hand, going on the normal route the two of you took. “did i tell you how pretty you are today?” he says pressing a kiss to your cheek “yes baby, multiple times” you said giggling “just gotta make sure you know it” you hide you face, his words making you blush in seconds “jinnie your gonna be the death of me”

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ten-shi-fandoms · 1 year

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Cute things they do Blue Lock Addition pt 2:

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Cw: Characters x Reader, Gender neutral Reader, mentions of love bites (Ryusei), kissing, showing Reader off (Ryusei), just pure fluff

Characters: Ryusei Shidou, Sae Itoshi

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Sae Itoshi ⚽😮‍💨:

In all honesty Sae isn't cute-

Like this man is hot, cool, sexy, and all that but he isn't cute.

Even so he has some cute things he does

Things like dancing with you whenever theres music playing, swaying you around the kitchen even though he only did it to get something, leaning closer to you as you speak are just some of them.

And he does them almost everytime he sees you.

Since Sae is a pro football(soccer) player he isn't home often so he makes it up when he's there.

He'll even be extra nice if he's been gone longer than he expected too.

He'll hold you so gently that it makes you fall asleep, but right before your eyes close you can sometimes can just barely make out the small smile on his face as he watches you drift off.

But if he isn't there expect gifts, and lots of calls.

The gifts are full of everything.

Things from expensive jewelry all the way to the two feet plushie you saw that one time you got them.

Calls with Sae are sweet too.

He always makes sure to ask how your day was along with other questions before he even talks about himself to you.

He also will tap small messages in morse code on a surface if he's in public and doesn't feel like listening to people question who he's talking to.

Though there is one thing that is the cutest thing with him.

It's his kisses.

Sae isn't really a vocal person, so he makes up for it in other things.

The only way to really see Sae's inner thoughts are through his kisses.

His kisses are bold almost fiery, yet passionate and loving.

His kisses always leave you in a state of shock, but you get brought out of it quickly when you see a gentle smile gracing his lips at your reaction.

If you point it out he will stop smiling and tell you to call a uber home-

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Ryusei Shidou ⚽😈:

This goblin is on demon time-

He will rarely do anything cute, romantic, sweet, etc.

He is the definition of a gremlin and its so much worse when your dating him.

To him your his property so he can do what he wants with you which ends up in lots of fights both verbal and physical (he tries to pull his punches when you fist fight unless you really piss him off)

The only cute thing goblin will ever do with you is sleep.

Thats it.

Nothing else.

No sweet kisses, no soft hugs, no prasie, nothing just sleep.

Okay all jokes aside- he doesn't do many cute things with you.

Sure you play fight, have sweet banter, and play pranks on each other (his worse than yours- like dog food for breakfast-) but they aren't cute.

When you play fight he aims to make you laugh or scold him there isn't anything cute about it (except his cheeky little smile), when you have banter he swings on you out of fun or gives you noogies, the pranks are usually downright gross on his part.

But when your sleeping its different.

Ryusei is a loud person, but when you sleep he tries to stay as silent as possible.

He loves being close to you and having your sleeping body close to his makes him admire you.

He'll run his fingers in your hair, along your back, kiss your ears, gently rub the curves of your face but he only does this when your sleeping.

Sure he loves your smile and the sound of your scolding but when your sleeping he gets to admire the peaceful beauty of your features.

Everything is still and he loves it.

Sometimes he gets carried away with admiring you that he will bite you.

Yes you heard me bite you-

He does it for three reasons.

One because your so adorable when your sleeping that you looked tasty-

Two he loves biting you to watch you squirm subconsciously-

And three, he does it to make sure your real and he isn't imaging it.

That your there and in your most vulnerable state nonetheless.

It fills him with so much pride that he'll show you off.

He'll purposely rub his hands along your neck or collarbone even going so far as to pull up your shirt to your stomach to show off the marks he left on your skin.

Its a sign of ownership and its a sign that you belong to him (bonus points if you bite him to because now its shows the world your each others).

He can't help it.

I mean how else is the world supposed to see his beloved?

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f1goat · 1 year

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into it x lando norris + part eleven

In which you really, really dislike your brothers new found best friend - Lando Norris - but you keep finding your way back to him

masterlist - playlist

part one part two part three part four part five part six part seven part eigh part nine part ten

“There she is!” Lando screams enthusiastic above the music. You show him a smile. “The girl that always makes me happy,” Lando continues with the same enthusiasm. Your smile grows bigger. Quickly you walk closer to Lando, pressing a kiss against his cheek as greeting. You smell the alcohol on him. Maybe that is one of the causes for his enthusiasm.

The last weeks have been going great. You and Lando are dating casually. Almost all the free time the both of you have, are you spending together. It’s nice. The only thing that is missing right now for you is the official label. You are spending a lot of time waiting for Lando to make things official with you. Of course, you could ask him yourself but you like the old fashioned way in which the boy asks the girl.

“Hey babygirl,” Lando greets you again. He presses a kiss against your lips. “I have missed you,” he continues.

“It was only an hour Lan,” you say while laughing.

“The longest hour of my life,” he dramatically replies.

“With all the alcohol you consumed I guess it was a short hour,” you tell him while rolling your eyes. Lando just smiles at you.

You greet the people around Lando, including your brother. While you give Charles a hug you ask him a bit more about Lando. “How much did he drink already?” You ask. Charles is quick to answer you, “Too much.” You can’t ask further, Lando is quick to grab your waist once again to turn him into him.

“Let’s dance!” Lando tells you happily. You can’t even respond, he’s already pulling you towards the dance floor. You quickly follow him.

+++

“I don’t feel so good,” Lando sighs.

The two of you just got back at Lando his apartment. Lando is looking a bit pale and has been complaining about his headache and dizziness for the last fifteen minutes. You show him a small smile, “I guess you drank a bit too much,” you tell Lando.

“I know,” Lando confesses.

“Why did you drink so much? Normally you barely drink anything,” you ask Lando.

“It’s stupid,” Lando tells you, “Let’s just get to bed.”

A curious feeling enters your body. Now you actually want to know why Lando drank this much. You thought he was celebrating his podium from Sunday properly, but now you guess there is something else. You don’t ask further. Lando will tell you eventually. Together you walk towards his bedroom. Lando is quick to dive into his bed, you’re using a bit more time. When you have done your skin care and have changed into something comfortable - better said one of Lando his shirts, you also find your place into the bed.

Lando pulls you on to his chest. You like it. Every time the two of you sleep together, Lando has been extremely cuddly. You’re glad that he is. Nothing beats the feeling of sleeping in his arms while he’s closely pressed up against your body.

You look at Lando before pressing a small kiss against his cheek. You notice his gaze, but you can’t really place it. It looks like he is lost in his own thoughts.

“I’m trying to figure out a way to ask you,” Lando confesses after a bit of silence, “I hoped getting drunk would give me a bit more courage.”

“Ask me what?” You ask Lando.

“What do you think?” Lando replies, “To be my girlfriend of course.”

You let out a laugh. A warm feeling washes over you. “You don’t need courage for that,” you tell Lando, “As if I would ever say no to that.”

“But I wanted to do it all romantic,” Lando states.

“What’s more romantic then laying next in bed to each other while you’re drunk?” You ask him teasingly.

Lando lets out a chuckle.

“I would love to be your girlfriend,” you tell Lando.

“Let me at least ask it!” Lando replies quickly.

“It took you so long I started considering to ask you myself,” you say.

“No, don’t do that,” Lando quickly says, “I will ask you.”

“Then do it.”

“Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?” Lando asks you.

“What if I say no?” You tease him.

Lando gives you a teasing slap on your ass.

“Kidding, of course I want to be your girlfriend,” you tell Lando with a big smile.

+++

Y/N: im bored

Y/N: entertain me

Lando: come join my stream :)

Y/N: sure? Then everyone will know

Lando: Yeah as if they didn’t already figure it out after I kissed you on live television

Y/N: omw

A bit later you’re sitting on Lando his lap in his game chair. The chat is almost exploding with reactions to you. You try to read as many of them as you can, but it’s going way too quick. Still, you spot a couple of nice reactions. Or better said, almost every reaction you read is nice. People seem the love the idea of you and Lando together. It’s making you feel good.

“I want to show you something,” Lando tells you.

He opens up YouTube and quickly goes to his saved videos.

“Remember when we watched those formula one crack edits?” Lando asks. You think back about that night. The night you and Lando fell asleep on the couch together, only to end up in your bed together later that night.

“Of course,” you tell Lando.

“I asked some fans to make a edit of my moments as well,” Lando tells you. Then he starts a video. You notice the moments you talked about with Lando that night popping into the screen after each other.

Together you laugh at the edits. Sometimes Lando pauses the video to tell you and the chat more about the moment that happened. The last edit features you as well. You see an edit with a couple funny and ugly photos of Lando, a high pitched voice over asked: “How did this, get a girl like this?” The photo’s of Lando disappear and some photos from you Instagram are being showed. The edit ends with the video of you and Lando kissing after he came out of the car when he finally got his first win.

“I could show them some ugly pictures of you as well, maybe then they won’t question me,” Lando suggests while laughing.

“Don’t you dare,” you quickly reply.

+++

“After I failed to romantically asked you to be my girlfriend, I want to do this properly,” Lando tells you. You’re sitting in a restaurant together. You were just eating your dessert when Lando started to talk. You have no idea about what he is talking.

“What do you mean?” You ask Lando.

The months that you two have been together are flying by. Tonight you’re celebrating your six month anniversary.

Lando silently grabs your hand. You feel how he puts something cold into it. You don’t wait for Lando to continue to talk, you quickly take a look. In your hand is laying a key.

“Want to move in with me?” Lando asks you.

“Of course,” you answer with a smile.

a small ending chapter with a bit of fluff :) hope everyone liked this story!! i will post the next one probably today or tomorrow

#lando norris #ln4 #lando norris x reader #lando norris imagine #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x you #lando norris imagines #lando norris fanfiction #f1 #formula one

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Themes :

Expansion, learning and exploration.

Messages :

You'll be feeling a lot more youthful and playful compared to the previous months. Like you've been serious and taking things to heart for so long and feeling like Eustace Bagge from Courage the cowardly dog most of the time but now you feel more like Bugs Bunny. This is the best analogy I can give.

Its your turn to inspire the people around you or those who get to meet you this year.

Some of you might pick up cooking as a hobby or profession or would want to start experimenting with recipes at home or better eating in general instead of eating out.

You'll be showered with compliments a lot this year so if anyone tries to dull your shine you know it's irrelevant.

You'll have some decisions to make in terms of career / study opportunities and you will feel indecisive at first as to which is the better option but trust in yourself to choose the best one.

You'll be getting out more or would simply be on your way to something that leads to a lot of financial bliss.

Things will take off soon and suddenly maybe even sudden travel plans and receiving everything at once that might seem overwhelming and you might get anticipation anxiety, certain jitters or just worrying about what's ahead or even improper sleep. But things will be alright. Keep your focus on the bigger picture.

Make that vision board for the love of God.

Romantically you'll have really high standards. Yet I see you nitpicking yourself. Stop that! (pretty please) I do see you being offered love by someone head over heels for you but you'll take your time opening up and be fixated on yourself and your goals for the most part so perhaps a slow burn in that department or you'll just relish in finding a sense of yourself and the career you've always wanted this year.

Gif 2

Themes :

Dreams, imagination, subconscious, spirituality.

Messages :

You'll be focused on the positive and positive only. Seeing things in your favour. Feeling more optimistic, manifesting friends with the same mindset and in turn finding more clarity. I see that some of you have literally put your foot down and decided that, "nope. Show me how good it can get."

You've matured so much and are at this point rather unfazed by the ups and downs life throws at you. You've always made or will be making peace with yourself. That you don't need to plaster a label on your personality and niche yourself down to be more palatable. You're a mix and match of several things and that's perfectly okay.

You may inherent some wealth. Some of you might move to a new house or redecorate your house in a way you've always wanted. You'll feel like you've achieved something tangible this year that you're really proud of.

There may be a moment where you look back at the past and judge yourself harshly. Please refrain from dwelling in this.

You'll be educating yourself on a certain topic you feel drawn to. Possible topics I'm seeing : how your subconscious works, neuroscience, mythology, language, music, skin (dermatology or cosmetology)

I see you letting go of your sorrows because you have faith that what's yours won't pass you by.

A lot of vivid dreams and possible precognitions. Learning to lucid dream as well.

Romantically I'm sensing there's someone that matches your energy. They will end up being your muse or you'll end up being theirs. You'll grow closer when you least expect it even though you'll intuitively see it coming.

Gif 3

Themes :

Overcoming a dark night of the soul, curiosity, collaborations and connections.

Messages :

Oh you're walking away. Literally. People, places, situations, mindsets, mostly manipulation. It's like you finally decided to pack up and leave and the right opportunity showed up for you to do it. I see relief after grief.

You may be managing two jobs/income sources/multiple daily life things. At first it might be difficult but you'll soon get the hang of it and also find time for yourself.

I see some of you getting into skincare and wellness. Even fragrances? Things that make you feel calm and are therapeutic. You have neglected yourself for a long time so now that you've finally decided to make yourself priority little things like this feel like therapy almost. As if you're pretending to be in a vouge beauty secrets video just for yourself.

I would like to remind you, if no one has. I'm very proud of you.

There will be a lot of boundaries you'll establish this year. Be mindful not to end up being too sharp tounged to people who really do mean well. Not everyone is out to get you.

Things are changing this year and even if this change feels uncomfortable due to its newness. Its something you've been wanting. Also, improved finances. Sudden windfall even. Making the right connections that lead you to your own growth be it personal growth or growth in business or otherwise. By the end of the year you'll feel like you have more than enough. That you don't need to feel on the edge all the time. Like the bright sunny morning has finally come after a long stormy night.

Gif 4

Themes :

Self expression, travel, foreign cultures and strength.

Messages :

I can hear Freddie Mercury sing, "I want to break free." loud and clear near my ears.

I see you rebranding and reconstructing yourself. It reminds me of Maxine looking at the mirror and saying, "I will not accept a life I do not deserve."

I actually see that something that has been challenging for you suddenly just being swept away. Like you really don't have to physically exhert yourself so much. Drop the baggage my loves. Not yours to carry this year.

Its okay to manifest or seek the easiest ways. Simplify things for yourself.

I see a lot of you just realizing your worth and falling in love with yourself. Looking the way you want, dressing the way you want, courting yourself and taking yourself out on dates to the point your standard is you yourself. Honestly? Truly? Love that for you.

You'll be very determined. Like nothing stands in between you and your desires. You know what is yours. Period.

You'll realize how a simple perspective shift and not forcing yourself to do something or reacting is the key to getting what you want.

Some of you will love to document moments for yourself a lot. Maybe invest in a Polaroid camera or digital or point and shoot camera for yourself.

There's so much creative spark around you, I just see you going at with no desire for perfection. Simply fun.

You'll reap your rewards especially monetary. And have several projects to look forward to. One symbol that might follow you are spiders or spider webs or little stars when something good is about to happen.

Romantically? Oh you will be pursued alright but why am I getting y'all just don't pick up on hints? I'm literally hearing the song Loco by Itzy for y'all. So you'll be having an impact on maybe many people but you'll be oblivious to it. I think you're choosing peace and harmony so you'll rather want to be around who feels the same and go with the flow.

If you're already taken I just see more harmony and cooperation in your existing relationship.

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Bucky Barnes Relationship HC's

It was my birthday this past weekend, and this is my birthday gift to myself. Hope y'all enjoy!

Content: (mostly) Post CW Bucky x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Talk about PTSD, (minimal) couple fights, cheesy Bucky lol

Notes: Bucky is working with the Avengers in this

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Something everybody seems to agree on, is that Bucky is clingy.

When he's away on missions, he tries to call you every night so he can hear you before bed. When you're away on missions, he can't sleep until you call him. You forget one night? Oh well, he's not sleeping. He's worried about you but he won't mention it to anyone else. He'll silently freak out by himself until you call.

He has nightmares, he likely always will. This makes him kind of a bad bedmate, but he doesn't mean to move so much. I would suggest taking melatonin so you can get some actual sleep.

Speaking of his nightmares, when he wakes up from them, he never wants to wake you. 9/10 times though, you've been awake for a little bit before him. He feels bad, and sometimes he'll run from you, or he'll seek out comfort.

If he runs from you, it's because he can't handle human interaction in that moment. PTSD reactions or waking up from nightmares make people feel very vulnerable, and some don't like feeling that way, and run somewhere they know is safe for them to hide until they calm down. Think of a turtle hiding in it's shell.

If he seeks out comfort, it'll go something like this;

Bucky yells as he shoots up, eyes wide and glossy. His body feels too cold despite being under the blanket with you, like he's overexposed. He looks around the room as he breathes heavily, trying to slow his heart rate. Nobody else is in here. Nobody but him and you. That's right, he...he got away.

His gaze shoots over to you as you stir and look up at him. You two stare at each other for a moment before you speak. "Nightmare?"

Bucky swallows his spit and nods. You adjust a little before lifting up the blanket. "Want some cuddles, Bucky?"

Bucky nods wordlessly, quickly settling next to you. He can feel your warm arms sliding around his body, encasing it with a certain weight that comforts him. He's here, next to you, safe and sound. No injuries. No fighting. No more being cold.

"Wanna talk about it?" You mumble against his skin.

"Don' feel like it right now, doll." Bucky wraps his arms around you, pulling you impossibly closer. "But...thank you."

"Yeah, of course." You nod, yawning. "Love you, Buck."

"Love you too, (Y/n)."

Normally, Bucky is pretty playful with you. He'll be flirty with you, share jokes, tell you anything and everything that's on his mind, and sometimes will just take your hand and start dancing around with you. He'll teach you how to waltz if you don't know how already.

He likes to learn about newer century stuff with you, but be patient with him if he doesn't understand something.

Although sometimes, he likes to learn different pieces of media and surprise you with his knowledge later (like in FATWS when he knows about the Hobbit)

It's also no secret that he's such a romantic. You cannot tell me this man wouldn't keep track of your anniversaries and birthdays every year.

You were making yourself a snack in the kitchen when Bucky walked in with a smirk. You looked up and gave him a smile. "Hey handsome, how you doing today?"

"Very well, now that I've seen you." Bucky strides to you.

"Oh? You weren't doing well before?"

"I'm at my best when my best girl is here." Bucky gently brings your hand to his lips, giving it a kiss.

You feel your face heat up, and Bucky chuckles. He loves when your face gets all rosy. He then turns your body to face him fully, your left hand going on his shoulder and your right hand staying in his own. His free hand goes to your waist, and he opens his mouth to speak again. "FRIDAY, play A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square by Glenn Miller."

FRIDAY made a small beep before answering, "Certainly."

You heard the old 40's crackle in the song as the man sang, and Bucky led the waltz around the kitchen island. No matter how many times you two have waltzed, neither of you can pry your eyes away from each other. As the song ended, Bucky stopped your movement, and just swayed in place. You moved your arms up to his neck, and his other hand went to your waist. Bucky gave you a soft, sweet kiss as the last musical note ended.

"Happy anniversary, doll."

"Oh Buck, you romantic." You grinned. "Happy anniversary, my love."

He'll also write you love letters if he's away on a mission for a while. He's not quite the poet, but he tries, lol. It's one of the only things left of him you have after the snap. That also means on birthday cards and stuff, you'll find his love notes for your eyes only, detailing how you make him feel, his favorite things you did that day, how you illuminate his life, it's all very cheesy. I love him.

Gets you bouquets of flowers because he saw them and thought of you (cause the flowers were pretty).

If you're into LOTR/Hobbit and show him the movies, he'd be ecstatic. He really liked the Hobbit when it came out, and to see it in movie form with you makes it so much better.

He'd want to be into your interests too. He wants to watch your favorite movies, see your favorite shows, know/read your favorite books, etc. He wants to connect with you on every level. He's stuck to you like glue.

Fights with him rarely happen, but it happens if he's already in a bad mood or is tired from a mission. The arguments can turn nasty, and he really doesn't mean to, but the person he loves and trusts the most is angry at him right now - so it's only fair he's the same way, right? Wrong, that's just the PTSD talking.

You two don't tend to stay mad at each other for very long. The most he has managed to stay mad at you was two days, before he was trying to find a way to apologize, unless you apologized first (depending on the situation). He likes being able to talk through the problem with you, it makes him smile the brightest smile after the issue is resolved, no matter how small. Not even Tony could break his stride.

He's not too fond of extreme PDA, but he'll keep his arm around your shoulders and give you a peck on the cheek here and there. Although, to annoy Tony or Sam, he might just grab you and give you a big, wet, passionate kiss on the lips. But what he'll never do is smack your ass or make any sexual remark or gesture in front of the others. He wants to keep your dignity and whatever is left of his.

Also expect random compliments here and there. Even if you're doing the most menial tasks, or on your lazier days.

You were texting Wanda while waiting for your toast to be done, yawning. You were in baggy lounge wear, and you hadn't done your morning routine yet. Bucky walked in, his hair already brushed and clearly ready for the day. He stops and looks you up and down before leaning against the doorframe, letting out a whistle.

The whistle makes you look up and give him a smile. "Morning, Buck."

"Morning sweetheart." Bucky flashed you a grin.

You just chuckled, then turned to grab your toast as it popped out. Bucky came up behind you and put his hands on your hips, leaning down to kiss your shoulder. "Why're you so cute, huh?"

"I'm not a mirror, Buck."

"Oh, you're mistaken. I'm very clearly looking at my wonderful girlfriend." Bucky laid his head on your shoulder, giggling at his own remark.

Your face heats up, even though he's said this to you multiple times before. "Aw, Buck..."

He kisses your shoulder again, moving his arms so they fully wrap around you. You take a bite of your toast, then move it to him to offer a bite. He bites into the toast and hums, satisfied.

When you guys go to bed, he's almost always big spoon. He likes holding you and protecting you. What better way to do that than holding you close while you both sleep? It's also a soothing way to get him to sleep. He feels your body move as you breathe - it's like the calmest sleep asmr for him, haha.

But that means if you get up to go to the bathroom or get a glass of water, he's waking up too. In his dreams he can feel something moving against him, and that causes him to wake up and make sure you're okay. Sometimes he'll wait for you to get back and pretend he was asleep, other times he'll follow cause he doesn't want to be alone.

If he has a nightmare though, he moves in his sleep. So his body will pry himself away from you, but it gives him a better chance to run and recover by himself if he needs to.

Definitely feels like you're the girl he's gonna settle down with. He just hopes you like the ring he picked out.

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Chapter 4 Live for the hope of it all

Chapter 4 of Sugar

A/N- Points to the person who picks up on the Easter egg in this chapter

Warning- Swearing, angst, FLUFF!!, long chapter.

Pairing- Suguru Geto x Gojo!fem-reader

Episode- Before episode 2x01

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*A COUPLE DAYS LATER*

The morning has felt so long since you woke up so early to go to the temple before the crowd could get any bigger. You had to wait and wait in the cold until you were able to go in, and you didn’t even take that long, waiting took a lot longer.

When you were on your way home your eyes got so droopy and you kept getting lulled to sleep, yet! Now that you’re home that fucking need to sleep is gone. It got completely blown away! Now you’re wandering the school grounds reading a romantic tragedy, smiling like an idiot, and waiting for time to pass so you can continue with the rest of your day plans with Satoru and Suguru.

However…

“Y/N.”

You look away from the book at the sound of your name and see that it’s Suguru smiling at you from the bench in front of the pond.

You should just offer him an acknowledging wave and go about your day until you have to see him. Just so the feelings within you already running ramped don’t go even crazier. You should just walk away, don’t smile and don’t go to him.

Alas you don’t have that sort of control, you walk over to him, and catch his eyes soften as you approach him with your dark red kimono still on.

“What are you doing up?” You query as you close your book and sit beside him on the bench. “I imagined you’d be sleeping like Satoru.”

Suguru shrugs softly and doesn’t pull his eyes away from you. “I couldn't go back to sleep. What about you? You were falling asleep in the car.”

You roll your eyes in annoyance to yourself. “Yeah, but, pft,” you blow out. “It got blown away the moment we got home. It sucks.” You slouch and put the book down to hold onto the edge of the seat.

“You,” he interjects softly, pulling your attention back to him. “You look nice. I didn’t tell you before.”

You swallow thickly and feel your face burn up, your heart begins to race inside your chest, and your words threaten to come out as just breaths of air, but you muster the courage to respond. “Thank you. You looked nice too.” You smile a timid smile and quickly avert your gaze.

Silence follows for a few minutes before he picks up the book beside you. “What are you reading?” He asks.

“A romantic tragedy,” you share and tilt your head towards him to watch him open the book. “It’s about a couple in ancient times from enemy kingdoms who fall in love, even if from the beginning they know they can’t be together. Things and people keep trying to tear them apart, but they always find a way to each other. Until…well the end.” You sigh and pout. “I cry every time even if I’ve read so many times.”

Suguru hums as he flips through the pages. “I’ll have to give it a read.”

You lean towards him to look at your book. “You’re into romance?” You query with amusement.

Suguru's eyes drift to the corner to meet yours and his lips tug wider. “Well no, but I can give it a try.”

You share a breathless laugh and sit back to watch the fishless pond. “How are you holding up today?” You ask with genuine curiosity after what he said about his parents.

Suguru closes the book and puts it back by your side, rather than pulling his hand away right at that moment, he keeps his hand close to yours, letting you feel the warmth of his flesh as he keeps his hand inches away.

“Well,” he says quietly. “It’s never easy, but I’m enjoying today. Really. Satoru and you have made my day.”

You grin at him and pat his hand that he had on your book. “Good, that makes me happy.” You make sure to keep your hand closer now, to the point the side of your hands brush against each other. “We still have quite a day planned so be ready. Oh!” You exclaim excitedly. “And we’re going to see the fireworks they’re popping nearby! I’m excited for that.”

Suguru smiles brighter at you before he nudges you with his elbow. “How are you holding up?”

You sigh and feel your smile fade slowly. “Today I’ve been good,” you share quieter than moments before. “Ever since the mission I’ve been trying to be fine, and don’t get me wrong there’s been good days in between, but I can’t seem to get past it. Even after my resolve.”

“Healing is not magic—”

You cut Suguru off with a laugh and hum. “Kind of is in our standpoint.”

Suguru scoffs. “I mean mentally, dork,” he clarifies. “All those bad memories are going to take a while to leave your mind. I think the most important thing you can do is remember what you’re living for.”

You blink to look down at the body of water across from you, and hum softly in comprehension before you interject. “I never lost that…but since then my mindset has changed,” you pause as you begin to hesitate sharing your new goal out of fear. You feel the need to share with him, but there’s fear holding you back too.

He was so vocal about his goal, about his mindset on being sorcerers. He liked the way you thought before because you thought so similarly, so what will happen now? Will he hate you?

“What is it?” Suguru doesn’t brush you off.

You sigh deeply and slide your hand away from his to grip onto the edge of the seat again. “It’s okay if you want to hate me,” you mumble. “I would understand, but I know I won’t change my mind,” you pause again.

And again Suguru presses. “Why would I hate you?”

“Because I don’t want to fight for the weak,” you reveal and keep your eyes averted. “Not for the non-sorcerers anyway. It might be selfish, but it’s true. I want to help people like us. I want to make our world at least a little better so the next generation of sorcerers don’t have to suffer as much as we do. I know I won't completely change the world, but I want to make a difference.” You finish with a proud smile, making sure to still not look at Suguru. Even as you feel his stare on you.

“I still don’t understand why I’d hate you,” he interjects sweetly. “As long as you’re trying to help, that's fine by me. Besides…I admire your unshakable mindset. It’s hard for some people, they tend to change depending on what others think.”

You hum softly and then lift your gaze to meet his with a relieved smile. Suguru holds your gaze and probes curiously. “Why does it matter if I hated you?”

Shit.

Because…for some reason your feelings for him don’t go away. For some reason your desire only heightens. And it would be like living in a nightmare if he didn’t speak to you. That’s why.

“Because it’s important to me that you don’t,” you share simply and leave it at that without any other explanation.

Luckily he doesn’t try to further investigate, he leaves it be.

Now you should walk away, leave things be here as they are. After all he’s only making your heart pound faster and your mind ravel into messier knots.

Yet you don’t, plus he then breaks the silence so you find an even better excuse to stay—“I need your help with something.”

You sit up and quirk a brow. “Oh?”

Suguru draws out a small breath before he glances away and starts explaining. “I like someone…”

Oh…

“But I don’t know if I should go for it or not,” he continues, making you stiffen with growing discontent. “You see it kind of sprang up fast. I didn’t expect it. It caught me off guard…”

Does he really have to torture you this way?

“…I really want to tell her, she’s truly beautiful, nice, cool, funny, and has this strong unshakable mindset that I really, really admire. I think we connect pretty well, so I want to see where it goes because I have a feeling she likes me too, but I just don’t know.”

If smoke could come out of you, it would. That’s how bothered and angry you are. Why would you care if he likes someone?

“Well,” you sigh with hidden discontent. “I say…go for it. If you’re holding back because of what we do then you’ll find yourself unhappy all your life, there'll never be a right time in our occupation. Tell her and…find happiness where you can, when you can.” You keep your eyes averted and really fight hard to not show how upset you are now.

“Like in my book,” you continue so you won’t storm off. “The couple faces a lot of obstacles but they never let that get to them, they fight through it to be together and they’re the only ones happy because of it. Everyone else is bitter and jealous.”

Like you.

Suguru hums softly. “Thank you. I’ll tell her then.”

“Yeah,” you mumble and slide your hand to your lap to mess with the bracelet he had given you.

Perhaps you should take it off.

“Anyway,” you add. “Who is it anyway? Is it Utahime? Sounds like her.”

Suguru laughs. “No. It’s not her.”

You gasp and look at him with surprise. “Is it Mei-mei? Just so you know she was kind of flirting with me after I told her how much money I have.”

“No,” he denies you sweetly. “Not Mei-mei.”

You quirk your brow and press. “Who then? Tell me. I’m curious now.”

Suguru slightly turns to face you better, and then leans in closer. Even if inside you’re slowly going to combust of anger you still lean in out of curiosity.

“Who?” You whisper.

Suguru holds your gaze for a lingering moment before his gaze drops to your lips. You wait for his answer, but find yourself also glancing at his lips too before you lick your lips and exhale slowly. Suguru leans in, but he stops and groans softly before pulling back just before you can touch his lips.

You should let it go, not think too much into this singular moment. But he was going to kiss you. You! After pinning over him since you met, your secret desire is finally going to come true, so you can’t let it go, you lean in and smash your lips on his.

They’re soft, and his breath tastes like mint. He’s gentle, but you can’t savor the taste completely because he’s quick to pull back.

“I’m sorry,” he quickly interjects and stands up. “I’m sorry if my breath…” he pauses as you sit there in disbelief. “Curses taste bad. I’m sorry.”

“No,” you blurt and stand up. “No it smells nice. Well,” you ramble nervously. “It tastes—smells like mint.” You giggle nervously and see him back away with his head down.

You step forward and part your lips to speak, but nothing comes out. Instead of trying to find your words though you close the gap and grab his jaw to tilt his head up and smash your lips on his again. It’s like giving into instinct.

Besides, you can’t just let it go and pretend like nothing happened, like you didn’t like the short taste before, like you didn’t actually want to, because you did. More than anything all you wanted to know was how his lips tasted like after all the tension neither of you can deny. After almost kissing that night of Christmas Eve, after stealing glances at each other when the other isn’t looking, after that short kiss mere seconds ago.

This time though you make sure to savor the taste. This time you can actually feel your heart do flips. You feel it again, that safety, like nothing in life can ever hurt you, like you’re invincible with him.

Now all your mind is focused on is him and the way his lips move with yours as he kisses you back. Nothing exists beyond that, not the sight or sound. It’s just him, you and your lips, this wet kiss, and this possibility, this hope that there can be more, that this feeling can go beyond anything you can imagine.

Albeit there is one thing, you don’t know what to do with your hands, nor does he. You just kiss until you need to catch your breaths. After that you can’t help but smile.

“Uh,” you laugh softly. “I need to go.” You step back and point back to the dorms before you turn around.

However, before you can leave you turn to face Suguru still standing there, watching you.

“It is me, right?” You ask to make sure. “That you were talking about earlier?”

Suguru laughs and nods. “Yeah of course.”

You beam at him and nod. “I was just making sure.” You giggle and spin back around to head back to your room. It’s only once you’re inside that you realize you forgot your book, and to actually further that conversation and ask what happens now. What do you want to happen?

You did like that kiss and the way it did make you feel. You want more. You don’t want this warm feeling to go away. Ever.

You squeal into your pillow and fall back on your bed to smile at the ceiling. Suguru is all you can think about, thus when a knock raps on your door your mind immediately goes to him.

Maybe he’s going to return your book?

However, when you open the door it’s the reminder of what stopped you from sharing your feelings in the first place, the reason that should stop you from developing what just happened with Suguru. It’s your older brother, Satoru.

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*LATER*

As the day progressed it continued on like before, slow. Only this time it felt like actual torture. You should have stayed to talk to Suguru rather than skipping off and giggling like a lovestruck fool. Now, you have to go on about your day with your stomach all knotted, making you feel like you’re going to puke. You have to go on pretending like nothing happened, like you’re not thinking about Suguru’s lips, and how amazing that kiss felt. How good it felt to indulge in something selfish.

What will you even do if you do tell your brother? Die? Combust there and then? Be happy?

That’d be nice. It’s his best friend after all, there’s no one he trusts more.

Then again what if it was just a kiss? Something simple and only meant to enjoy that once?

Ugh! That’s why you should have stuck around to talk to Suguru.

“I’m going to get some saka manju!” You blurt and swing your legs over the seat to get off the table. “You guys want some?”

Satoru looks at you and quirks a brow out of confusion, but he doesn’t question you, he shrugs lazily. “Sure.”

You avert looking at Suguru and just listen to his response. “Yeah. That’d be good.”

You don’t wait a moment longer and approach the young vendor selling the sweets. As he notices you approaching he blinks repeatedly before he fixes his hair and tugs a smile on his face.

“Looking to taste some sweets?” The vendor interjects. “Just for the holiday season I can give you a discount.”

You lift your gaze and finally take in his face. He looks quite young, maybe around your age or a bit older. He’s not bad to look at, but he’s not who you like or your type. You can tell by the way he’s standing and smiling at you all smugly.

Yet you still take advantage of his advances and begin to smile all sweetly whilst you touch your chest as if in disbelief.

“Here,” he adds and puts the sweets on a decorative box before he hands them to you.

You shoot him a feigned sweet smile and take one piece to take a slow and seductive bite. You then pull the sweet back slowly and step forward. Once you’ve swallowed you bat your lashes. “That was just how I imagined,” you giggle. “That was very good. How much do I owe you? I’ll feel bad to take advantage of your kindness. Please.”

The guy grins and shrugs. “Don’t worry about it, happy new year.”

You grin at him. “Happy new year.” You offer him a small wave before you turn around to head back to your table.

When you sit down with your mouth full, Satoru interjects. “Uh, where’s ours?”

“Oh,” you mumble and look at them with shock. “Well,” you say after you swallow. “I got mine for free, sorry. I’ll go—”

“Don’t bother,” Satoru grumbles and pushes himself up. “I’ll go. Won’t want the guy to give you the whole damn cart.”

You giggle and watch him as he walks to the cart, leaving you and Suguru alone. For the first time since the kiss.

“So what did you tell the guy to get that for free?” Suguru breaks his silence.

You finally drift your gaze to him and laugh softly. “Nothing,” you say honestly whilst you feel your face grow warm once again. “He just saw how incredibly gorgeous I was.”

Suguru scoffs.

You grin and fold your arms over the table as you lean forward towards him. “It’s simple really. Some guys are easy to fool when they see a beautiful woman. I happen to be one and I know how to work my way with guys.”

Suguru sits back and folds his arms over his chest. “Oh?” He questions.

You shoot him a smug smile and then sit back acting as if he doesn’t have you all flustered. “Did it work on you, Suguru?” You tease him.

Said man scoffs and drops his head to smile at the table. You snicker and peer back, noticing that Satoru is approaching so you lose your smile and grow stiff again.

“Can we talk later?” Suguru interjects.

You blink and meet his gaze with your eyes slightly widened before you nod. As if you didn’t see this coming. “Yeah,” you whisper.

Satoru returns to the table with the sweets and sets the box down hard in front of him and Suguru. “Here. And here.” He adds and puts down a napkin with a number and a name you don’t bother to read—“From the worker guy.”

You reach for the napkin with no intention to actually store it in your phone, you were just going to see if you could make someone jealous, but before you can take it Satoru pulls it back towards him and uses it to fake sneeze in it.

“Real mature,” you grumble and glare at your brother.

Satoru tilts his shades down and you notice he’s looking past you. You peer back and see the worker swallowing back nervously as he watches your brother throw away the napkin in the trash can nearby.

“He’s 20 by the way,” Satoru says and looks back at you. “Hitting on a teenager. Should I have just let him take advantage of you?”

“Satoru,” you complain. “Stop it.”

“I’m just saying.” Your brother shrugs with no care in the world.

“Well,” you sigh. “Talk less. And I’m going to date. You can’t protect me forever.” You meet his gaze so he can see your pointed look.

He however doesn’t falter. “That’s why It’s a good thing I’m the strongest because it means that I can. Back me up here Suguru.”

You avert your gaze and take a bite from your snack.

“Well,” Suguru responds hesitantly. “I think she’s right. You can’t coddle her all her life.”

“Huh? Who's coddling who?” Satoru rebuttals. “All I'm saying is that as long as I’m alive and strong, I’m going to make sure scumbags don’t hurt her.”

“Well maybe, have you thought that someone else can also protect her just as much,” Suguru counters and drops arms from his chest to lean in closer to Satoru.

Usually you’d be touched, but they are talking like you’re not sitting across from them, so you slap your hand on the table and cut in. “Well have you guys thought that maybe I can protect myself when it comes to that? Or any other matter?”

Satoru hums and is about to argue, but you shake your head and interject first. “No. Shut up. This matter is over, yeah?” You get up to continue with your walk now that you have a good snack, the guys trail after you with no second to spare and don’t add on that matter, thankfully.

“Anyway,” you cut in with an excited smile. “I have a movie we can watch later. It’s about this cool and awesome heroine who has the most glorious death!”

Satoru groans. “You just spoiled it so why does it matter?”

You look back at him and shake your head. “No, I didn’t, just watch it, it’ll be worth your while.”

Your brother sighs and then nudges Suguru’s arm. “Well I say Suguru should pick.”

Said man looks over at you, but you quickly look away. This time Satoru notices the tension you failed at hiding. “Are you guys okay? You guys have been acting weird since this afternoon.”

Your breath catches in your throat and your eyes widen, but you don’t say anything. You don’t look back, you just answer bluntly. “Nothings wrong. Now can you pick it up? We need to hurry home, we don’t have all day.”

Once home, you can’t say the tension lifted without talking it out. And Satoru never left far or for too long for Suguru and you to talk like you wanted, so throughout the entire evening the tension seemed to burn hotter. You could feel the heat burning the both of you up, no matter how much you wanted to or tried to ease it, nothing worked.

It’s a good thing you could find your moments of peace, it’s a good thing that Satoru doesn’t seem to catch any lingering glances you steal at Suguru, or that he steals at you, or else it would’ve turned the day dreadful.

Then again you can’t say you much minded all this tension and high emotions, it helps you keep your mind off all the bad memories. Actually throughout the entire day you found your peace in such a simple moment like eating poorly made crepes and watching a movie with Suguru and Satoru. That moment, being with them in that moment brought forth a brighter light within you after having it snuffed out.

Yet you can’t say it satisfies you completely, there’s still so many things you want out of life. There’s one person who could be this beaming light in your life. But it’s that other person who makes this all easier that worries you. What if he gets upset and makes you pick a difficult choice, what if he approves of Suguru and you, but something happens and he has to pick between his best friend and you? How could you be the reason he loses someone so special to him? What if he doesn’t approve of Suguru and you?

Could you really commit to a relationship if your brother, the one person most important to you in your life doesn’t approve?

No matter what you tell yourself, when it comes to important life matters you do care about Satoru’s opinion. You respect his opinion.

Then again, should you hold yourself back because of your brother? What you do in life already holds you back plenty, so should an opinion really keep you from a small selfish desire?

Fuck. What should you do?

Go with the flow? Commit to something selfish? Or hold yourself back for the sake of your brother, and so if something happens you aren’t hurt by the outcome?

Fuck…

Well perhaps you’ll wait for what Suguru has to say. But first, since Satoru is still with you, you'll enjoy the firework show.

“It’s so crowded here,” you complain as you squeeze through the crowd to try and follow Satoru to a ‘good spot’—“We should’ve watched them from home.”

Plus something about being surrounded by non-sorcerers gets you annoyed. Scared? No, definitely annoyed.

Regardless you’re already here, so you just try and ignore it. Instead you look back at Suguru trailing behind you and smirk at him. “Listen to this,” you say before you shoot him a thumbs up and a wink—“That or maybe you could’ve flown us to the sky to watch them,” you tease your brother and chuckle as you look at him.

“I float,” Satoru says over his shoulder with annoyance. “Not fly. Huge difference.”

That always bugs him.

You shrug. “Meh, is it really? You just burst into the sky, so it’s kind of like flying.”

“Is there a difference between me leaving you behind and you getting lost?” He rebuttals, making you pout and stay quiet.

“Here, we’re here!” Satoru exclaims and pushes past a couple.

“Hey!” They exclaim.

“Sorry,” you apologize for your brother and quicken your pace to catch up to him to a cement barrier that surrounds the river.

“Get on up,” he points to the top before he takes your hand to help you up so you can sit on the barrier without having to be squished by strangers, or having to stand to watch the fireworks in the sky. There are other people sitting on the barrier, but it’s not filled, nor do you have to sit next to mundane strangers, thankfully.

“Isn’t it a good spot or what?” Satoru asks as he sits on your left side, while you’re surprised to see Suguru sit on your right.

“How did you find this spot?” You probe and watch your brother closelessly.

Satoru rolls his head to the side to shoot Suguru and you a cocky smirk. “Just thank me already.”

You roll your eyes. “Gross.” He’s brought his dates here hasn't he?

“Just ignore it,” Suguru comments. “That’s what I do.”

You hum in agreement and look up at the sky, you can’t see the stars tonight, too much light pollution from the city nearby and overall pollution. That’s the only thing your family home has, you can see stars from home.

“Oh that’s right, Satoru don’t you have those sparklers?” Suguru probes as he leans towards him from behind you.

“Oh, that’s right!” Your brother says and quickly opens his coat to pull out the pack of sparklers. “I did forget a lighter though. Do you have one Suguru?”

Said man nudges you. “Yeah, firefly here.” He chuckles.

“I dont get it,” Satoru says.

You feign a laugh and push Suguru to the side gently. “You are not funny,” you grumble.

Suguru laughs more as he leans back towards you to offer his lighter. You finally meet his gaze, and roll your eyes with a smile playing on your lips as you brush your fingers over his to take the object.

Yet just before you can help your brother light the sparklers, the first firework shoots to the sky and steals all your attention. “It’s starting!” You exclaim and quickly grab Sugurus' arm to pull him up with you as you stand up to watch how the red light shoots up before exploding into a beautiful red, pink, and orange blast in the sky.

It’s something so insignificant maybe, silly to be excited over, but you can’t help it. Firework shows are your favorite, seeing all the colors light up in the sky never fails to make you smile. Like now, you grin brightly and with awe as you watch the many combinations of different colors; like yellow and orange, white and silver, blue and white, light the night sky.

You're filled with such an overwhelming joy that you don’t bother letting go of Suguru's arm, you hold onto him as you get lost in the moment, feeling like it’s just you watching the designs decorate the sky. It’s why you don’t notice him watching you instead, you don’t see his soft smile as he sees you grin at the sky, as he watches how the colors bask your face and make your eyes gleam brighter.

When there’s a brief pause though, you finally tear your eyes from the sky and look to your right. Suguru’s gaze is on the sky as he waits now, so he doesn’t notice you right away, not until a few seconds later; he meets your gaze and you can’t help but offer him a bashful smile as you hold his gaze for a few lingering moments before you look down at your brother and try to act cool.

Satoru tilts his head up and meets your gaze behind his shades. You smile at him and let go of Suguru to sit back down.

“Light?” You offer and raise your finger to summon fire and show him what Suguru meant by his stupid nickname.

“Oh!” Satoru mouths before chuckles. “I get it now!”

“See!” Suguru laughs as he sits back down too. “Firefly.”

You just groan and give life to the five sparklers.

Wait, five?

“Are these all for you or what?” You probe as you turn the fire off and take a stick.

Satoru gives Suguru his and then shoots you both a grin. “Watch,” he says and then proceeds to get up to walk over to a pair of high school girls.

“Satoru,” Suguru mumbles in disapproval.

You roll your eyes and just drift your focus to your sparkler. Now would be the perfect chance to talk. Here under the night sky, under the fireworks, and protected by their noise from eavesdroppers.

However, you can’t speak up first, you just watch the sparkler in your hand and swing your legs back and forth.

“Let’s take a walk,” Suguru suggests as he nudges your arm. “I suspect your brother will be occupied for a while.” He stands up and offers you his hand, you hesitate only because you first look back to make sure Satoru is busy. When you see that he doesn’t notice Suguru standing up, you take Suguru’s hand and let him help you to your feet.

Since the barrier is too small for the both of you to walk on you instead land back on the ground and begin to walk down the river.

“How are you liking today?” You ask and frown as your sparkler dies.

“Well, its been eventful,” he says.

You look at him with a quirked brow. “Oh?”

Suguru scratches the back of his head and shakes it. “No, I just mean. It’s been fun, I’ve liked today, it’s eventful because I think your dynamic with your brother is unique.” He laughs softly. “You guys are even more chaotic when you’re both alone together.”

You giggle. “Yeah. Well, he gets on my every last nerve, and there has to be someone to correct him.” You scoff. “Besides you I mean.”

“Maybe our attempts are futile, considering he doesn’t listen to either of us,” Suguru points out.

“Yeah but we’ll still do it hopefully it lands through his thick skull,” you mumble and sigh. “Anyway, you had a good time?” You ask again and grab his hand to pull him to a stop with you. “It’s important to me that you did,” you add softly and cup both of his hands.

Suguru glances down at your hands joined together before looking at you and offering you a gentle smile. “I did. Don’t worry,” he assures you. “Thank you for including me today, it meant a lot.”

You smile with relief and caress his hands before you pull away and continue down the path to make sure you’re as far away from Satoru as you can be.

“Honestly I can’t wait for spring,” you share with a sigh. “As cute as winter clothes are the cold and I just don’t get along.”

Suguru hums softly and then queries curisoly. “So you prefer warm days then? Duly noted.”

You smile at the ground. “Actually,” you interject softly. “A perfect day is a not so hot but clear day, which is rare here because of the pollution, but those are my favorite when we get them. I like to just hang out with friends or my brother, or find something to do outdoors. I find them calming. And,” you continue excitedly. “A perfect end to that day would be seeing a blazing sunset with tea in my hand.” You grin at the sky as the fireworks start to light the sky again. “What about you?”

Suguru lets out a deep breath and lifts his gaze off you to watch the blue firework blast in the sky. “Well, a day like today. I don’t have a preference. Cold or warm, I think a good day is just being with the people I care about.”

You look down and smile at him with admiration before you look ahead, feeling your heart pound even harder inside your chest.

“I’ll just say it now before we get interrupted,” he interjects, making you come to another stop, and forcing him to stop to face you. “I like you,” he reveals, or just assures you of the fact. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since the day we met. And I wanted to tell you, but Satoru,” he pauses and sighs. “Well he’s my best friend, he’s your brother. I know he’s protective over you, so I hesitated because of him, because I respect him.”

So what? Will this go nowhere?

“But?” You press nervously.

Suguru scoffs softly. “But…a couple weeks ago when I lost you…”

“You didn’t lose me,” you cut him so he won’t blame himself over a trap you fell into all by yourself. “It was my fault. I wasn’t careful. I fell into that domain, it wasn’t because of you.”

Suguru frowns and shakes his head. “No, it was, I said we were supposed to search together, but I got carried away and I lost you. And because of it I recognized this fear within me, one I’ve never felt so deeply before. I was going to just let my feelings go, brush them off, but when I lost you I…I…”

He’s never at a loss for words, sure you haven’t known him long, but ever since you met him he never gets this…nervous. It makes you nervous.

“I felt this crippling fear,” he says softly. “Everything went even darker than it already was, and where I once imagined my future, at the thought of losing you, I just couldn't see it anymore. I felt hopeless.”

Your breath catches in your throat, your heart swells, and you feel the need to cry. No one has ever spoken to you like that ever. Yet you can’t help but feel a twinge of…guilt, and the need to voice it. Even if it adds strain to this beautiful moment.

“I don’t think you should rely all your hope on me.” You sigh deeply and avert your gaze. “I’m not strong like you. I’m trying, but I don’t think I’ll ever come close, so I’ll get hurt or even worse. I don’t want to be the cause of that pain.”

Suguru laughs softly, catching you by surprise and making you slowly lift your eyes to look at him again.

“I read this poem once. Or recently,” he shares

You narrow your gaze and tilt your head slightly.

“About a person who would rather hold onto thoughts of their loved one who’s moved on, they’d rather desperately reach out for them in the abyss than love someone else because they knew no one could make them feel the same…they knew that the ache was better than never having felt at least a moment of that pleasure.”

Tears fill your eyes and you can’t help but smile like an idiot. Suguru holds your gaze as he grabs your hands to cup them in his, providing warmth to your cold hands.

“I,” you breathe out and grin. This sounds more like a love confession than a simple confession, but where there was once fear, now, after hearing his words you’d risk being hurt—“I’d rather live for the hope of it all too,” you mumble and nod softly before you throw your arms around his neck.

Suguru returns your embrace and begins to caress the back of your neck.

“I want to say that I return your feelings,” you mutter and pull back to meet his gaze. “But I don’t think I could compete with what you just said, it won’t sound as beautiful. But just know that I do, I do like you, and even if it scares me, I’d rather risk that just to live a moment of happiness in our messed up world.”

Suguru smiles softly before you lean in and gently kiss him. He kisses you back and slowly slides his hands up to cup your cheeks. You try not to but you can’t help but smile in your kiss. That’s how happy you are.

You never want to pull away, you want to stay in this moment forever; here under the fireworks that light the sky.

However you do both pull away only because you did come with Satoru, and he could come looking for you at any moment. You’ve already stayed far long enough, and he should come looking for you soon.

“If I didnt know any better I’d say you planned this,” you tease him as you slide your hands down to wrap one hand around his.

“Or maybe you did this,” he rebuttals. “You invited me here.”

You giggle and shrug nonchalantly as you walk over to the cement barrier. “Well maybe,” you joke and smirk at him. Once you reach the barrier you lean over it to watch the sky again.

“What are we gonna do about Satoru?” You ask the inevitable. “Or should I say when are we going to tell him. I can’t hide this.”

Suguru sighs deeply. “Yeah me neither. Plus it’ll look even worse if we hide it.”

You drop your head. “I’m scared. I don’t wanna.” You groan. “We could maybe lock him away somewhere,” you suggest and peek over at him. “Maybe one of your curses can eat him. You can hide him in there.”

Suguru chuckles. “We can’t do that. No matter how much we try.”

You groan and pout.

“We don’t have to tell him today,” he assures you. “Let’s think about what to tell him first.”

You sigh and nod softly in agreement. “Yeah? You’ll be okay with that?”

Suguru nods. “Yeah.”

You smile and let your head fall on his shoulder.

“We just can’t hide it from him forever,” he mumbles.

You roll your eyes. “Yeah,” you whisper. “Unfortunately.” You watch the fireworks for only a few minutes until you pick your head up to take your phone out. “Let’s take a picture!”

Suguru groans. “Really?”

“Yes!” You exclaim and flip the phone up to then click on the camera option. “For memorabilia!” You throw your arm around him and squeeze your cheek on his as you get in the camera's aim. “Smile!” You do as you say and proceed to click the button.

The flash goes off, blinding you for a moment, but you still lower the phone and check the screen. When you can see again you notice that Suguru did put on a wide smile.

“Aw! We look so cute!” You exclaim and pull away to the side just in case Satoru is near. “But it’ll have to wait to be my wallpaper until after.” You smile wider as you look at your current wallpaper. “Which means good luck to you, Legolas. You get to stay for a while longer.” You giggle.

“Send me that,” Suguru interjects.

You snap your eyes to him and smirk. “My Orlando Bloom photo?”

“No,” Suguru snaps. “Not that. Our photo.”

You chuckle and nod since you were only teasing him.

The moment you hit send, footsteps approach so you quickly close your phone and try your best to lean away from Suguru as much as you can.

“There you guys are!” You hear Satoru shout. “Why did you guys leave?”

“We didn’t want to be in your way,” Suguru says back nonchalantly.

Satoru laughs and makes sure to shove himself in between Suguru and you. “Which reminds me,” your brother says and digs in his pocket. “Suguru, the girl's friend gave me her number so I could give it to you. We tried looking for you but you were already gone. So she gave me her number to pass on. Her name is Sachiko.”

You roll your eyes and just avoid looking at the interaction, instead you just watch the last bit of the firework show.

“Hey,” Satoru cuts in before he grabs your wrist and pulls it to him. “Where did you get this bracelet?”

You’ve been wearing it for a while now, he notices until now?

“Don’t worry about it,” you grumble and pull your wrist away. “Don’t you have some high school girls to go flirt with?”

Satoru snickers and pats your back. “Don’t be jealous sis, you’ll find some guy to annoy soon enough. Maybe Naoya Zen’in, huh? Dad wants to set that up.”

You gasp and snap your head to him to look at him with disgust and disbelief. “Ew, Satoru, I’d rather be eaten by a curse than do that. You can’t be serious.”

Satoru shrugs and expresses a smug look.

“Weren't you the one who basically threatened that poor worker just because he gave her his phone number?” Suguru points out.

You lean over the barrier and briefly meet Suguru’s gaze, noticing his frown before you both look at your brother.

“Yeah well, Naoya is a Zen’in. And with y/n being born with an abnormal technique in the Gojo clan, and being ranked as Special grade, they want to…you know,” he insinuates as he raises eyebrows. “Pair them up, they want them to do their duties as people a part of the big Sorcerer families—”

You cut him off to argue, “Satoru—”

“Ugh don’t worry,” he ends up cutting you off quickly. “I’ll talk our old man out of it. Naoya is an arrogant blockhead afterall.”

You grab your chest and sigh in relief. “Why didn’t you mention that earlier? Actually why did dad and you talk about some important decision without me?” You snap and lean towards him now, catching Suguru averting his gaze and watching the water with that same frown.

Is he jealous?

“‘Cause, one,” Satoru answers and faces you. “Dad knew you’d throw a fit, and two, like if I would ever let it happen, the Zen’in’s only want you for what you possess. I just wanted to see your reaction.”

You sigh again and smile before you grab onto your brother's arm. “Thank you,” you squeal.

As the firework show comes to an end you all begin to walk away now. “And just as uh, hypothetical, what kind of guy would you approve of?” You ask your brother.

Satoru hums and taps his chin. “Well…someone nice like Haibara.”

Suguru’s nice.

“Why?” Satoru asks. “Are you seeing someone? You’ve been acting weird lately.”

You try to act nonchalant so he won’t catch on, and just shake your head. “No. Not at all. Just curious.”

Satoru hums, but doesn’t probe any further thankfully. Which lets you think about him again actually. Would he approve of you and his best friend dating? Suguru’s nice, he trusts Suguru, so would he have no objections?

——

*A FEW DAYS LATER*

“So y/n do you want me to accompany you to meditate today?”

You look away from Suguru and then smile at your food without even acknowledging the fact that Nanami had just asked you a question.

“Y/N?” He calls out louder.

This time you snap your eyes over to him whilst you chew and look at your friend in confusion.

Nanami slightly squints his gaze on you before he sighs and repeats himself. “Do you want me to meditate with you today?”

You swallow back and then shake your head. “Oh no. Not today.” You glance at Suguru and then look back at Nanami. “I'm practicing my forms today, let’s do it tomorrow?”

Nanami squints harder and mutters back. “That’s fine.”

You offer him a wide smile, take your last bite of breakfast before you get up with your plate in hand. “All right, well, I'm out. Brother,” you acknowledge him.

Satoru hums and lazily throws you a wave before you walk over to dump your plates in the sink to then quickly get out.

Rather than stopping somewhere nearby, you go out of your way to go uphill near a pond that’s covered by trees. People hardly take their time to walk so far for casual training, the only person who mostly does is you because that’s where you can connect more to nature. Albeit right now your trip has nothing actually to do with training, or trying to find balance and strength within yourself. This trip is for something much more pleasurable.

However, just to keep up appearances you do shift your body into some forms that Satoru showed you. Just until Suguru shows up. Which isn’t that long after.

“How’s that going?” Suguru interjects as he reaches the hill.

You slowly turn and when you face him you slide a leg forward, while the other one is bent. You stretch your arm out and point your fist at him, whilst the other one is over you with your palm facing down.

“Well,” you say with a smile. “Let’s say if I had been using the elements you’d either be soaked or on fire.”

Suguru smiles as he hums. “Water or fire forms?” He asks.

“Both,” you say as you shift back to your normal stance and lower your arms. “I think I’ll use these more smoother forms for Fire and Water. Just so if I ever fight an enemy sorcerer they won’t know my next move.” You shrug and smirk.

Suguru finally breaks away from his spot and approaches you. “That’s smart,” he compliments you. “Of course anyone who knows you knows that when you use your fire your arms and hands glow.”

You roll your eyes. “Well, that’s why long sleeves exist, Sugar.”

Suguru scoffs at the nickname and when he’s before you he looks at you with a soft smile before he presses a kiss on the top of your head.

“How’d you escape my brother?” You probe as you grab the edge of his coat flap.

Suguru sighs. “It wasn’t easy, but I did remind him of some paperwork he needs to finish, so he should be kept busy for a while.”

You hum and hold his gaze for a moment before you throw your arms around him and smack your lips on his. Suguru snickers before he begins to kiss you.

However, he does falter and pull back, leaving you with your lips parted wanting more.

“What?” You breathe out.

Suguru caresses your cheek and licks his lips as he draws out a long breath through his nose. He doesn’t say anything, he stays close and just looks down.

You want to press him as to why he suddenly stopped, but that’s when it hits you, you remember his hesitance to kiss you before, so you tilt your head down to meet his gaze with a sweet smile.

“It’s okay,” you assure him. “You taste like honey.”

Suguru laughs breathlessly and keeps his eyes downcasted.

“Suguru,” you whisper against his lips. “It’s okay. I swear.” You press a kiss on the corner of his lips and he finally lifts his head to meet your gaze.

“Just give me a minute okay?” He mutters almost shamefully.

Without hesitance you nod and pull away, and right away you walk over to the tall and wide tree that has its branches hanging over the pond.

Suguru has been behaving like this ever since you kissed him. That night at the firework show he’d been completely taken by the heat of the moment, by the emotions that were shared so he didn’t hesitate. When the next day came and you found your escape from your friends and your brother to have time for yourselves, is when Suguru seemed to just remember the taste of cursed spirits so he just stopped kissing you. The next day was the same, you’d kiss, he’d be into it but it would then hit him and he’d freeze and just turn cold.

You can’t say you wouldn't be the same because you would if you had to swallow nasty cursed spirits. Which is why you leave him be after you assure him that you can’t taste what he does. You’ll repeat yourself for how many times you have to just so he can feel comfort in his discomfort.

For now though, you let him have his time and stop before the old tree.

“Watch this,” you say over your shoulder before you lift your finger up and quickly summon fire to the tip.

Suguru doesn’t question you, he just walks over to you to watch as you shape the fire like a blade before you begin to burn something on the bark.

“Damaging school property?” Suguru teases in a nonchalant tone. “Perhaps this is where we end things.”

You snicker and finish carving your initial and move onto carving a plus sign. After that’s marked you then quickly carve an S before you turn and show off your hard work.

“Look,” you grin and point to the initials. “We’ll forever be marked here.”

A happy smile spreads on Suguru’s lips before he closes the gap between the both of you. “You forgot something.” He points out before he puts his palm out. “Summon the fire again.”

You look at him curiously and with excitement and don’t wait to do as he says. When your fire is once again shaped like a blade over your finger, Suguru wraps his hand around your hand and drags your finger towards the tree. Once the flame begins to burn the space below your initials, he moves your hand in the shape of a heart.

It’s kind of sloppy, but it’s still identifiable and it still makes butterflies flutter in your stomach.

“Now it’s complete,” he says when he pulls your hand back.

You extinguish the flames and smile with awe only for a second because you then throw your arms around his neck and begin to kiss him again.

This time Suguru doesn’t pull back. Or at least not right away, he does pull back, but you quickly assure him.

“It’s okay, I’m serious, you taste like the breakfast you had. Even if you had just swallowed ten cursed spirits I wouldn't care,” you assure him. “I’d still kiss you if you let me.”

Suguru looks into your eyes as he takes in what you said. When your sweet, or desperate words finally sink in, he smiles softly before he kisses you first now; gently but deeply.

You’re so taken by the heat of the moment, by your confession that you pull him back towards the tree, and he presses you against it as you can’t seem to part away from one another. You move in sync, and don’t even pull back to catch your breaths, you just make out under the tree.

That is until suddenly the sound of a voice startles you. “Holy shit!”

Suguru and you rip away from one another, and as he steps back you see Shoko and Nanami.

It’s…Shoko and Nanami! They saw you!

“I knew it,” Nanami mumbles under his breath.

“Since—”

“It’s not what it looks like,” you cut Shoko off and share a panicked look with Suguru.

Shoko continues to laugh, and Nanami rebuttals. “Not what it looks like? What? Did you lose something in each other's mouths, or?”

You part your lips to try and find some excuse, but you just continue to share panicked looks with Suguru as your face begins to burn.

“Look we haven’t told Satoru,” Suguru finally finds what to say. “So please don’t make a big deal out of this.”

Shoko’s camera shutter goes off and you only realize she took a picure after the deed was done.

“Shoko,” Suguru hisses.

“Satoru is going to freak,” you add panicked. “So please just keep this a secret until we tell my brother.” You plead them both, but rush over to Shoko to grab her arm and basically beg her. “Please. Shoko, Nanamin.”

“Don’t call me that,” said guy grumbles. “And well…what do I gain from snitching? Nothing. Plus I don’t really care anymore. Just so you guys know though, you guys suck at keeping this all a secret.”

You groan and now look to Shoko. “Please,” you continue to plead. “Shoko. Please.”

Said girl looks between Suguru and you and then looks down at the photo she caught. “Well,” she says playfully.

“Shoko,” Suguru insists.

She sighs and snickers before facing you. “Fine. I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

You sigh with relief and hug her in return. “Thank you, and I swear you won’t need to keep it a secret for long. Just until we—”

“Grow some balls?” She cuts in and snickers. “Yeah, yeah, I get it. Now why don’t we go talk, just you and me? Suguru, you don’t mind, do you?” She smirks.

“No why would I?” He asks.

Shoko shrugs. “Well just making sure you guys don’t want to keep stuffing each other's tongue down your throats.”

“Tsk.”

Shoko laughs and then slips away from your hold to instead take your hand in hers.

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