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ahgasegotarmy116 · 2 months

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Your Eyes Tell | Jeon Jungkook One Shot

Paring: f!reader x Jungkook (established relationship) Word Count: 4k~ Warnings: Angsttttttt and explicit/suggestive language (a little) a/n: This is kind of like a anti Valentine's Day thingy but it's literally so late and I'm posting it on Hobi's bday (in the US) Happy Hobi day tho 🥺💜 hope you guys enjoy the angst cuz the ending broke me 😭

Walking up to our apartment I knock on the door and instead of my normal lighthearted knocks I settle on the customary three. It was the beginning of the end for us...

I hear the soft patter of your feet walking to the door and when you open it instead of being met with your smile I'm left with an almost blank expression, telling me that you're trying to hold back all of those things we had left unsaid.

"Can I come in?" I ask tentatively, leaving you hesitant for a moment before letting out a deep sigh and opening it wide enough to let me in. "Would you like something to drink?" you ask on ceremony, leaving me awkward from being treated as a guest in the home we share together.

"Just water, thank you" I accept, knowing I'll need some as I feel all the moisture in my mouth disappear in anticipation for this uncomfortable conversation.

You bring me a glass of water before sitting down on the armchair that sits next to the couch I'm on, a strategic move to cut yourself off from me from the beginning.

"So?" you ask expectantly, waiting for a clue as to why I'm here right now. "I wanted to apologize for, well everything that happened and everything that I did wrong that night" I start off and I hear you scoff at it, having taken my tentative tone for insincerity right off the bat.

"Can you please just, just let me say what I need to say and if you have nothing left to say to me then I'll go" I plead and you shift your weight a bit then sit motionless, wordlessly inviting me to continue.

"That whole night was a mistake. It shouldn't have happened. She wasn't supposed to be here" I say, bringing up the events of that night. The night that took away the one person I loved the most, that I love...

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The day before Valentine's Day started out just like any other day. Having my beautiful girlfriend sleeping peacefully next to me with the warm rays of sunlight shining down on us.

I luckily woke up before our alarm so I have a chance to be her not so rude awakening. I chose to turn on my side to face her body and pull her up against mine, her back now pressed against my chest making everything feel perfect.

"Jungkook?" she mumbles, still half asleep. "It's okay it's still early, I just wanted to hold you" I say, nuzzling my face into the crook of her neck. She hums in delight and rests her arm on top of the one I have wrapped around her waist and drifts back to sleep for those few extra minutes.

It started off just like any other day...

Our Valentine's Day plans were something that I had been planning for weeks and I wanted it to be just right. It would start off with an intimate night in on the night before Valentine's Day that would lead into a weekend get away in the mountains. Something we've always loved to do together.

As I was putting the finishing touches on the dinner I had made I make sure everything else is set. I had spent the whole day cleaning the house, washing and putting away laundry, making dinner and creating a romantic atmosphere in our bedroom.

Yes with the cheesy red rose petals and candles but I always knew you were a sucker for it anyway.

Everything was perfect. Perfect up until the point when she showed up.

I don't even know how she managed to find us but she did. My ex from years ago, always managing to pop up at the worst time, and she knows it.

I look down at my watch before opening the door, confused when I hear a knock a lot earlier than I had suspected you would be here but my face falls once I see who it really is.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I question through my clenched teeth, grinding them as a way to prohibit me from blowing up on her. It never works anyway. I could scream, threaten and cuss her out but she would never get hurt by any of my words no matter how hard I threw them at her.

"Nice to see you too Bunny" she says trying to take a peek over my shoulder. "She's not home is she?" she asks, clearly making sure I'm alone so she can toy with me in peace. "Doesn't matter because either way you're not welcome here" I spit out but before I even have a chance to react she's slipped under my arm and has made her way inside.

"Oh you don't mean that" she says, taking off her ridiculously high heels and almost falling on her face while doing so. It's a pity she didn't fall, she probably would've been happy to have a reason to get another hideous nose job.

"Yes I do now get the fuck out of my house" I raise my voice, hoping that it'll get her attention but alas my effort has been for naught. She wanders around the place and touches absolutely everything and even has the audacity to cringe at a picture of you and I and places the little frame face down on the mantle it sits on.

"How did you even find me?" I say as I watch you invade not only mine but your privacy but I know I need to reason with her before push comes to shove and I have to call the cops on her...again.

"I have my ways" she says, walking up to the table where I have our favorite bottle of wine with two glasses and she expertly opens the bottle before I can stop her and takes the liberty of pouring herself a glass.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I question as she takes a big gulp and fills her glass up again after she's decided it's to her liking. "Setting up for Valentine's Day? Isn't it a little too early?" she questions, ignoring me and knocking over the little bear I got you making me clench my hands into fists.

"Not that it's any of your business but we're leaving for the weekend so this is all an early surprise for her" I say, crossing my arms as I continue to restrain myself from picking her up and throwing her out myself. "Oh wow, she's a lucky girl. Where are you two going?" she questions as if I would ever tell her.

"I bet you're taking her up to your parent's cabin huh? The one we used to go to" she prods, hitting it right on the money and me giving up the answer with a clench of my jaw. "You're so predictable Bunny. A creature of habit one might say" she says while dragging her hand along my still crossed arms and making her way down the hall and into our bedroom.

"Oh how adorable, looks like you put a lot of work into this didn't you?" she says while picking up one of the intact roses on the center of the bed. "Don't touch anything" I say, following after her but my words have no effect as she picks up the lighter and starts lighting the candles.

"Don't!" I order and at that she places the lighter down but presses play on the speaker, our playlist already pulled up to set the mood. "Remember when you used to do stuff like this for me? We used to be so happy together" she says as she stalks over to me, feigning innocence as if she wasn't the reason we broke up.

"You were happy spending my money and I was stupid enough to think that you might've loved me too" I say through gritted teeth, my mouth sore from the constant state it's been in since she got here. "I did love you Bunny, I still love you. Why else would still I be here?" she asks while batting her ridiculously big eyelashes at me.

"Because you're fucking materialistic and you keep on trying to get me to take you back so you can drain my bank account like you did last time" I say, cocking a brow at her. "That's not the only reason. I really miss your cock too" she says, somehow having gotten close enough to palm me through my slacks.

I push her off immediately, feeling disgusted and violated but before I'm able to think straight again she's grabbed a hold of my dress shirt and 'loses her balance' pulling me down onto the bed on top of her.

"Sorry Bunny" she says as if she's was a child apologizing with the biggest puppy dog eyes that I've grown to hate. The ones that scream 'Can I borrow your credit card or fuck me please' among her other stupid phases she used to use on me.

"Get the fuck off of me" I say trying to push off of the bed but she pulls me back on top of her, making me actually lose my balance. As soon as she notices the sound of your keys jingling at the front door she grips onto my neck and smashes her lips against mine, not leaving me any room for protest.

"Jungkook, where are you?" you call out, unsuspecting and walking in our apartment and seeing the effort I had gone through on the surface but having our intimate space violated by the person I hate the most in this world.

"Baby what's all thi-" you say through a smile but are caught off guard by seeing what I know is me struggling to get off of my ex and with her pulling me back down. Although I'm sure you see it as the rudest awakening ever.

"What the fuck?" you say in a monotone and it's only then that she let's me go. "Baby this isn't what yo-" "Oh y/n, hi. Um this is awkward. You said she wasn't going to be home until later" my ex directs at me while getting up and straightening out her clothes and hair, disgusting me at the knowledge that I contributed to her state against my will.

"What the fuck is going on here?" You say in a stronger tone and at that my ex scurries out, avoiding any backlash from you. "Bye Bunny" she chimes before she closes the door behind her.

"Baby please let me explain I-" "What the hell was she doing here?" you say through gritted teeth, a habit I'm just now realizing you have picked up from me. "I don't know. She showed up here and barged in and started touching everything and-" "Well why did you let her in? How did you both end up in here?" you ask as you take a good look around the bedroom.

"She came back here before I could stop her. I tried to tell her to leave but she wouldn't listen" I say, trying to plead my case but I know it's a weak defense. "Why are there candles lit? Why is our playlist playing? Why is there a glass of wine and roses in here? Jungkook what the fuck is going on?" you list off making me realize how the cards are stacked against me.

"Please just let me explain okay? Let's just go back out there and talk over dinner" I say trying to usher her out of the room. "Don't. Touch. Me." you say, emphasizing each word before stalking out of the room with me following behind you and running my fingers through my once styled and now messy hair thanks to my fucking ex.

I find you moments later sitting on the couch and doing the same as me, running your fingers through your hair and see again it's a habit we seem to share.

"Talk" you say coldly and I sit down on the armchair while you sit on the couch. "Can't we talk over dinner? I ma-" "I'm not hungry. So talk or I'm leaving" you say and that's enough to get me to shut down that idea.

"I already told you she barged in here and started touching everything and nothing that I did could stop her" I say because that's exactly what happened but I can tell that's not gonna work for you.

"Why were you on the bed kissing her? What was up with the candles and the music?" you say pressing for more answers that you certainly have a right to.

"Again she was touching things and grabbed the lighter and lit the candles and pressed play on the speaker. It was all a blur and I couldn't really process it because next thing I know it she's coming onto me and she touched me, like she touched my dick and it caught me off guard and I shoved her off of me and she pulled me down onto the bed on top of her and I tried to get off of her right away but as soon as she heard you walking in the door she started kissing me" I list off in one breath, giving you as much information as I can so you know every little detail.

"I need to go" you say standing up and heading into our bedroom with me right on your heels. "Where are you going?" I panic, watching you as you throw some clothes in a bag. "Away" you say giving me little to no information. "Baby please let's work through this. I'm sorry I should've shut the door right in her face when I saw it was her" I admit.

"Then why didn't you huh? You shouldn't have let her step foot in here. We moved so we could get away from that psycho and now she's back? No I can't do this right now I need to go" you say, zipping up the bag and grabbing your purse and keys.

"Y/n please don't leave" I say grabbing your wrist, my eyes turned down in fear of you seeing how broken I am at the thought of you leaving me. "Please, just stay with me" I plead in a hushed tone but I know no matter how much begging and pleading I do you've already made up your mind.

"Goodbye Jungkook" you say, ripping your wrist out of my grasp, stuffing your feet in your shoes, opening the door and slamming it behind you, not giving a damn about the neighbors.

I walk over to the door you just went through, our front door. The one that we're supposed to come through and be happy together, not be rushing to leave each other. Pressing my head up against the wood with my right hand balled up into a fist again I bang on it a few times before letting a few tears fall.

Angry? Sad? Confused? Heartbroken? I don't know if any or all of them are the cause of these tears but I know that this is something that's going to be hard for us to come back from.

I get a text the next morning, with me not having slept a wink I jump at the notification and rush to open it when I see that it's you.

'I need you to pack up some stuff and leave for a few days. I need the house and I need a place to think. We can talk about this later. Please just give me some space' is the short and simple text I get from you and an immediate pit settles in my stomach that I know won't go away until we talk this through.

I respond with a simple 'Okay' and take some time to pack a bag and text a friend to see if I can stay. Luckily they oblige and tell me I can stay as long as I want.

However kind that offer might be I really hope I won't be needing to stay that long.

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A day turns into days and days turn into weeks until I finally get fed up and head over to our place. Well...hopefully still our place.

That's how we've ended up here...

"Jungkook this is exactly what you told me the last time" you say, pinching the bridge of your nose, a habit you seemed to have developed recently. "There's really nothing more to tell. I would never do anything to hurt you y/n..." I say trailing off and trying to reach for your hand but you pull away before I can even reach you so I sit back into my seat and keep my distance.

"Letting her in hurt me. Letting her come in and drink our favorite wine out of our wine glasses hurt me. Having her put our pictures face down all over the house hurt me. Having her fucking smell all over our sheets hurt me. Seeing her fucking lipstick stain that I had to scrub out of them hurt me. Seeing her in our fucking bed with you on top of her ripped my heart to shreds. The fact that you couldn't stop her from doing any of these things broke me" you list off and I know that I did let her do all of that. I didn't want her to, but I let it happen anyway.

"I would've stopped her but-" "But what? You couldn't because you're scared of her? Or is it because you're still in love with her?" you throw at me and that's the last straw. "You know I don't why the fuck would I ever love someone like her?" I raise my voice not even believing you could possibly think that I still love her.

"You don't have a backbone when it comes to her and you know it! You let her walk all over you during your relationship and you're letting her fucking ruin ours. No matter what we do we're never going to get rid of her" you say, standing up to make yourself seem bigger and I stand up as well, not for the same purpose but in hopes to get closer to you.

"We can figure this out" I say bringing my voice back down, knowing that a louder voice won't fix anything or make you hear me out any better. "We've been trying to figure this out for the last three fucking years Jungkook. Three. We've moved twice just to get rid of her but she always finds us and she's never going to stop no matter how hard we try. I'm sorry but I can't keep doing this" You say walking into our bedroom to get away from me but I follow you just as I did before you left.

"I know you don't mean that..." I trail off but the thing is is that I don't know, from the way you're acting now I can't tell and that scares me.

"Really? You don't think I mean it? Fine. You can have the apartment because I'm moving out" you say and I widen my eyes and know for a fact that there's no way I can fix things right now. "Don't leave, you can have the place. I'll go" I say hurriedly and walk back to the living room to try and process things and you follow right behind me.

"And take the chance that she'll keep coming around here just to see if she can get a glimpse of you? No way. Neither of you are going to know where I live unless I tell you myself. I'm done. We're done" you say motioning between the two of us.

"There's nothing I can do to fix this is there?" I ask with my head hung low and although I know the answer I still torture myself with hearing the words from your lips.

I look up when I don't get an answer right away and that somehow gives me hope, thinking that you're taking time to think it over but I'm met with that same blank stare that I was greeted with at the door. This time with no words left unsaid.

"No, there's not" and even without those three words uttered from your lips...

Your eyes tell me everything I need to know.

Your eyes, the ones that I used to get lost in. Your eyes that would shine when I made you laugh. Your eyes that would cry at the smallest of things. Your eyes, the ones that used to tell me that you would love me forever are void of any emotion. All the love and all the joy gone, even less than a distant memory and I can't bring myself to look at them anymore.

I turn away to hide my eyes. To hide how much my heart is breaking because showing you my tears will do no good. My eyes that still shine when I lay my eyes on you. My eyes that are still fascinated by every move you make.

My eyes that are screaming out how much I love you and begging you to love me too.

I hear noises behind me telling me you're gathering your things up and I wipe away the tears that had started to fall when I hear the bedroom door close and your footsteps make their way down the hall.

"I'll send someone over to grab the rest of my things later" you say while taking inventory of the room around us, making sure you have everything for the time being. "I'll text you when they're gonna come over so if you could help them out by gathering some of it up beforehand I would appreciate it" you request.

"Yes, of course. Anything you need" I say in agreement, wanting to help you although my heart is screaming at me to get down on my knees and beg you to take me back. I save both of us the drama of that whole scene because I know your mind is made up and again, no one can convince you to change it once you're at that point.

You walk over to me and place your hand on my neck to pull my face down like you had time and time again when you kissed me and I know that however much I want to melt into it and pretend like everything was just a bad dream I know that this kiss is full of sorrow.

This is probably the cruelest thing you could've ever done to me but I deepen the kiss regardless and pull you in by your waist, holding you as tight as I can because I know that this will be the last time yet somehow hoping that with this one kiss I could convince you to stay. Before it can lead to something else you break the kiss and lean your forehead against mine, our breath intermingling and keeping us lost in each other one last time.

"Goodbye Jungkook" are your final words to me before you place your hands on my arms in a silent plea to release you and although it breaks me I do as you wish. I know this moment will haunt me and I know I will hate myself for not saying anything back but I can't bring myself to respond.

I let my head hang and the last thing I'm left with is the sound of you placing your keys on the table before you walk out the door. Closing the chapter that I thought was going to last forever.

Walking over and slumping down onto the couch I pull out the thing that I had forgotten was in my back pocket, no doubt having damaged the box a bit and I toss it onto the coffee table, a reminder of the question I never got to ask you...

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not-goldy · 4 months

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I just know when Jennie hit send on those paris pictures, she and Tae were laughing like evil maniacs. Do tkk really think because they are a loud group and trend Tk just cause they breath next to each other, they will somehow convince people Taennie never happened and Tk is real? The entire world watched Tae & Jennie's dating life get exposed little by little, by a hacker, until they took control of their situation and went public in Paris on their own terms. The whole world is laughing at that cult. So why are Jkks even entertaining Tkk at this point? Its pointless. They are always gonna claim atomix is a private date, even with proof from Atomix it was a OT7 dinner. They will always crop members or their friends to push their ship. Its a TK private date, but all members are there. Its a TK bowling date, but Wooga is there. Its a TK skiing date, but Wooga is there. Its a TK concert date, but Nicole is there with JK for some reason and Jennie off to the side and a wooga too that Tae leaves with. Its a TK vegas date, but Hobi is there. Its a TK house date with an impromptu live, but Hobi is there. Its a TK online gaming date, but Wooga is there and Tae living with one of his Wooga members. It's a TK LA beach & dinner date, but Jimin is right there and seems RM was at that dinner, since he posted a picture. Its a TK hotel date, but other people are there. It's a TK premiere date, but other people are there. Full blown stupidity. My ship is a couple, but they don't spend couple days together, confirmed, but they do spend couple days with others, confirmed. They spend time together, but on couple days, is where they draw the line and don't? Its Tae telling us he was alone and slept through Valentines and a couple weeks later its Jk out on White Day with Jimin for me. Two couple days back to back and NOTHING from your ship. MAKE IT MAKE SENSE.

Also HELLO? Tae had another man living in his apartment. Someone he also is extremely clingy to and all over when he's around him. And MF's act like JK is jealous over Tae. Bitch please. JK don't give a fuck. Tae out here with a girlfriend and another man living at his house and MF's think JK will just be okay with all this? I'm fucking wheezing. The man was doing cartwheels on live singing Jimin songs, the day the Taennie news broke. He is the most unbothered person when it comes to Taennie. So why not leave him out of Tae's business?

Also, Its Jikook taking their first trip alone and together, but that isn't a private trip. It's Jikook together alone on Silver Day in NY, but that's not a date and Jikook in Connecticut, but that's not a private trip. It's Jikook taking a private trip to Japan before enlisting, but that's not a couple trip. It Jikook watching The Avengers with no other members, but that isn't a date. Its Jikook ice skating alone, but that isn't a date. Its Jikook out shopping alone, but that isn't a shopping date. It's Jikook together on White Day eating, but that don't count. Its Jikook together during Chuseok, but again, it doesn't mean anything. Its Jikook together on JK's bday alone (bonus for Tae asking Jimin to come sleep with him, instead of the birthday boy, WHOMP WHOMP) but that also doesn't count. Its Jikook ALONE drinking, bridal twirling and hickey sucking, but that also doesn't count. It's Jikook enlisting ALONE and together. Like get the fuck out of here, your ship will never be in Jikook's league. No one is playing your silly fucking games anymore. You ship isn't real and you can't even argue it without looking like you need a straight jacket at this point. Tae put the final nail in the coffin and Jennie buried y'all, while Jikook walking together over your graves for the next 18 months. Its over and done. Move on. You got 18 months to get your life together.

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russolover · 1 year

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Birthday Girl

short but sweet, enjoy it! and again happy bday to out Italian sunshine <3

Today was a pretty special day, it was your girlfriends 24th birthday and you were convinced in treating her the whole day. She wasn't in the mood to do anything fancy this year, so you two decided to stay in and go for dinner in the evening with her family. The blonde was still fast asleep with her head snuggled into your neck and her arm around your midsection. Usually, you'd prepare some breakfast but you also knew that she would get up as soon as she didn't feel your warmth anymore. You gently started drawing shapes on her back as you heard soft sighs coming from the Italian.

"Good morning birthday girl"

You whispered as you placed a sweet kiss on the top of her head.

"Morning baby"

She mumbled still half asleep as her arm around you tightened. You pulled her closer and started peppering her with kisses, trying to catch each freckle on her face.

"Y/n stop"

She giggled as she finally started opening her eyes.

"Happy Birthday amore"

You smiled brightly at her, Alessia now matching your smile. She wrapped her arms around your shoulders pulling you into a hug.

"Thank you my love"

She replied sweetly as she placed a kiss on your cheek. You watched the blonde on top of you as you drew circles on her thighs.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"Hmm.. what about waffles?"

You smiled sweetly knowing it has become a tradition to make each other waffles for breakfast on every special occasion. Since today was a special day, it definitely included waffles.

"With strawberries?"

You asked. She nodded smiling brightly.

"Alright c'mon"

While you got started on the waffles, Alessia facetimed her family and made sure to show off your cooking skills which only made you blush.

"Love you luca"

Was the last thing you heard before the Italian sat down on the counter in front of you. She sneaked some strawberries in between while telling you about what she talked about with with her brother. As she ate up all the strawberries she took some more out of the fridge and started cutting them up while you handled the waffles.

The warm stack of waffles were waiting on the counter as you watched the blonde take her time to cut up the fruit. The silence being interrupted by the sound of your stomach.

"Less let me do it"

You chuckled as she looked at you offended.

"I can do it myself"

She huffed playfully as she turned her back on you to start cutting them again. You wrapped your hands softly around her hips and pulled yourself closer to her. The blonde immediately tensing up as she felt the distance between you close.

"Let me do it please"

You whispered into her ear while leaving soft kisses on her neck and jaw. The Italian closed her eyes enjoying the feeling as she melted into your touch.

"Is that a ye-"

You were cut off by Alessia turning around and pressing her lips on you. The softness of her lips and the strawberry taste took over your whole senses, making you pick your girlfriend up to place her on the counter. Standing in between her legs you continued to pepper soft kisses on her lips. Both of you got interrupted by your stomach grumbling again, indicating that it was indeed time for the waffles now.

After you finished eating you decided to give her your present. It took you some time to get the perfect present, but once you saw the necklace with the gold plated strawberry charm you were convinced that this was made for less.

"Here you go my love"

You handed her a small red box and watched as her eyes lit up. As she opened it the biggest smile took over her face making her eyes crinkle and nose scrunch up. She knew how much strawberries reminded you of her and how you always talked about the flavour of her chapstick, so this meant a lot to her.

"I love it"

She squealed as she threw herself into you arms.

"Can you help me put it on?"

"Of course, turn around"

She did as you told and once the necklace was on her she hugged you again placing another kiss on your cheek.

"Thank you Y/n I love it"

She smiled softly at you as you still held her close.

"Anything for you less"

You smiled back

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chaoticsimp · 1 year

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Make a Wish

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Relationship: Aizawa x Fem!Reader

Content Warnings: SFW, angst, fluff, y/n, established relationship

Summary: Chaotic couldn't begin to describe your life lately. Just when you start to feel the weight of the world pushing you down you're reminded of all the people that lift you up.

A/N: Happy Birthday Anon! I hope I've done your request justice and that you have a wonderful birthday :D

Request: One-shot with everything going on in the anime (him just being released from the hospital) will he remember his girlfriend's bday? how will he react or celebrate it?

(his girlfriend also being a pro hero and also a teacher at U.A and an old friend of him and hizashi.)

If u could, pls add some friendship between reader and hizashi too :)

Word Count: 1132

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You needed a break. No. You didn’t like to call it that. Maybe a breather? Yeah, a breather didn’t sound as bad. Needing a break from your partner sounded like a slippery slope, and it’s not where you were headed. You just…you needed a breather.

“Hey, y/n!” Hearing your name made you grimace. You had gone out of your way to find a quiet corner of the school. With the gates being opened to civilians your once slice of paradise felt suffocating. You felt bad even thinking about complaining – it wasn’t as if the civilians had a choice.

“Y/N?” You released a slow breath, pulling your legs back and over the ledge to jump down to the roof.

“Hey,” You finally replied, and Yamada’s grin briefly faltered.

“You weren’t answering your phone." You pushed back your hair, taking a moment to rub your temples as you leaned against the ledge.

“I just needed a breather,” You sighed. You dug out your phone, turned it back on and were greeted by multiple missed calls and messages.

“Aizawa said you seemed down.”

“Just tired,” You dismissed. Yamada sighed, stepping closer as you avoided his gaze.

“Let it out,” He encouraged. You bit your lip, crossing your arms as you debated if you had enough space to jump to the next building without Yamada catching you.

“C’mon, talk.”

“It’s like I said, I’m tired Hizashi,” You sighed. “Everything is about Shigaraki, and All For One. Heroes are dropping left and right, we didn’t even get a second to mourn Kayama a-and Shota-”

Yamada noticed your hesitation. It was just like Aizawa had said – you clammed up around the topic of him. In an attempt to avoid hurting his feelings, you were burying your own.

“I’m just tired,” You repeated instead, ignoring the look Yamada gave you.

"Let me help then." He offered his arm, and you raised your brow.

“C’mon, we'll get Aizawa and I’ll cook dinner at my place. Then you two can relax.” You smiled slightly as you took his arm, relieved at the offer and one more thing off your plate. Yamada whisked you back inside.

“You know you’re allowed to complain,” Yamada said gently. “Even if it’s about Aizawa. I know he doesn’t make it easy sometimes.”

“I just feel like I’m coming in second a lot,” You admitted quietly, clutching Yamada’s arm a little tighter as the guilt burned in your stomach. The world was falling apart, but here you were complaining that your injured partner was already back to work. Yamada slowed to a stop before your apartment, he released your arm just to pull you into a tight hug.

“Happy Birthday,” He let you go, a grin on his face as he put his hand on the doorknob. “I just wanted to say it first."

You tried to remember the date, had you really forgotten your own birthday? Yamada threw open the door, and a chorus of Happy Birthday and Surprise washed over you as you stared in shock. Your colleagues, a few students, and friends all crammed into your apartment and Shota front and center with a cake, and lit candles.

“I told you I could get her here!” Yamada laughed as he gently pushed you into the apartment. You felt the tears welling in your eyes as you took a step back.

“Y/N?”

“I-I just need a minute.” The party went quiet, Yamada and Aizawa exchanged a glance as you took off down the hall to the bedroom.

“Go, go I’ll handle this,” Yamada prompted, taking the cake from Aizawa. “Alright, we need some music!”

Aizawa left Yamada to dazzle the room. The conversations picked up again as music filled the silence from your exit, and the worry in his stomach only got worse as he approached the bedroom. The door was ajar, and he slid into the room making sure to shut the door behind him. His heart sank when he heard your sniffles, your back to him as you lay in bed.

“I’m sorry,” He sighed. “I thought you’d enjoy the break and the party. I know I’ve been a little distant, I didn’t want to ruin the surprise and now I’ve upset-”

“I’m not upset,” You interrupted. “And you shouldn’t be apologizing.”

“So, you like it?” He asked, and you sat up.

"Of course, I love it Sho, but I’ve spent weeks thinking I was second place and needing breaks from you and the world and all this time you were…” Aizawa smiled gently, taking a seat next to you on the bed.

“You shouldn’t feel bad about needing to step back. Our relationship can take it, but it can’t take you holding all this in for my sake,” He spoke gently, lifting his hand to your face to wipe away your tears.

“I know I’ve needed more from you than usual, and I couldn’t be more grateful to have you with me through all this but I think you’ve forgotten that you have me too."

“I just didn’t want to give you something else to worry about,” You admitted. Aizawa sighed, a soft smile on his face as he leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“You are always worth the worry, I love you,” He whispered and you nearly started crying again.

“I love you too,” You breathed. It was the first time in weeks that it felt like you were able to take a full breath.

"I can't believe I forgot my own birthday." Aizawa chuckled.

"I was worried when you didn't mention it, but it did give me the opportunity to plan something for you."

“Did you really plan it all?”

“I even made your favourite cake,” He replied. “Took a few tries, but I hope it’s to your standard.”

“Everything is perfect Sho, thank you.” You leaned forward, pressing your lips to his and he pulled you closer to deepen the kiss. For a moment the world slipped away as you were blanketed with that comfort you had been missing for so long. A knock on the door brought you back, and Aizawa pulled back as the door opened.

“Everything okay in here?” Aizawa looked less than impressed as he eyed Yamada.

“Is it too soon to send everyone home?” He asked and you laughed as you swung your legs over the side of the bed.

“C’mon.” You offered him your hand, and he took it letting you guide him from the room. Aizawa let your hand go as you went to greet your guests, and he lingered back.

“Did you do it?” Yamada asked. Aizawa lifted his hand, feeling for the small box hidden in his pocket.

“Today is about her,” He replied, smiling slightly as he watched you. “Tomorrow can be about us.”

#aizawa fluff #shouta aizawa x reader #aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta #mha aizawa #aizawa shōta #aizawa x y/n #aizawa x you #shoto aizawa #bnha aizawa #mha x y/n #mha fanfiction

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servin-up-surveys · 1 year

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survey #092

(taken december 23rd last year; uploading surveys taken while gone)

Have you ever fallen asleep with the last person you kissed? Ye, many times.

Have you ever suspected anyone of cheating on you? No.

What was the best memory made this year? Honestly probably just a morning where Girt had stayed the night and didn't have work that morning, the one where it was lightly storming outside and we just cuddled and snoozed in bed 'til like afternoon. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been that calm and content.

Who is someone you wish you could wake up to everyday? Girt, and this past weekend really shoved in my face JUST how badly I want that and how ready I am for that.

Who did you last cry in front of? Girt, but not because of something he did. I started crying because he was and it tore my fuckin heart open because I'd never seen or heard him cry before.

Have you ever had a true one-night stand? Nope.

How well do you handle criticism? BADLY unless you are REALLY gentle. I'm pretty inevitably gonna feel embarrassed and inadequate, no matter what, but that doesn't mean at all that I never want criticism anyway.

Would you like to date someone a lot purer than you? No.

Has a stranger ever offered to buy you a drink? No.

If you were to decide now that you wanted to get drunk, what alcohol is available in your house? Uh I actually don't know if we have any.

What kind of music does your significant other/crush like to listen to? Mostly what I do, but he's able to enjoy heavier stuff than I like, too. There comes a point where like, heavy death metal and stuff just becomes pure, incomprehensible noise to me instead of music.

When was the last time you ate cake? What type of cake was it? Girt's sister's bday celebration almost a week ago, it was some chocolate thing with caramel and maybe peanut butter? I can't remember. It was decent.

Who did you have your first kiss with? Do you remember what colour his/her eyes were? Jason. His eyes are brown.

Whose Facebook timeline did you post on most recently? Uh, I think my brother's wife's? I dropped her a birthday message.

Are there any themes from TV shows that you like to sing along to? Not that I can think of; I just don't really sing a lot at all.

Do you eat dessert after dinner? Pretty much never.

Does anyone send you messages to say good morning or goodnight? Girt, sometimes. He's more likely to say good morning than goodnight, though.

Who were the last people you had a group conversation with on Facebook? Oh jeez I have NO idea.

Who was the last person you took a photo of? Uhhhh... I don't really know?? Probably myself, I guess.

What was the last thing that stressed you out? I just need to be a better adult. I'm proud of myself and think I genuinely did pretty damn well without Mom here for almost a week, but still. I just want/need to be a properly independent, productive adult.

Would you consider adoption? For me personally, no. If I ever do have a kid, I need that biologically connection to be a proper parent and I know that.

Was New Years enjoyable? Hasn't come yet, but I think this year will be nice. Girt is coming over NYE if he doesn't have to work, I told him I'd never had a New Year's kiss before and I wanted one lmfao. Extremely high odds are I'm not even gonna be up that late, I'm too old for staying up past midnight these days. 😭 Also thinking of asking Mom if we can make margaritas or something.

Have you ever had a crush on someone “too young” for you? I can safely say I have not.

Do you try to wear dresses whenever you can? I haven't worn a dress (which even then I looked hideous in) since my sister got married and I was a bridesmaid, sooo definitely not. I'd LIKE to wear dresses if I actually liked my body and shaved my legs...

Have you ever kissed anyone whose name started with a J, S, Z, N, L? J and S.

Has a boyfriend/girlfriend ever put alcohol/drugs before you? No, I absolutely would not tolerate that.

When will your next kiss be? I don't really know. Girt and his family WERE gonna come here for dinner Christmas Eve, in which case I certainly would've kissed him, but now Taylor (his best friend that currently lives with him) has Covid for the THIRD time and Girt doesn't want to risk it spreading to my family. I'm hoping he doesn't catch it.

Who was the last person in bed with you? Girt.

Are you trying to avoid liking somebody at the moment? Man it is WAY too late for that, lately I've been trying to calm my emotions the fuck down because of how much I love him. Relationships never fail to shove in my face how attached I get to people and how steeply and seriously I fall in love with people. It is honest to god a daily struggle to remind myself I can't lose myself again in this relationship.

Who was the last non-relative woman you spoke to in person? Girt's mom and sister.

How do you feel when you’re the center of attention? I sincerely want to literally disappear, like I'd melt into the floor if I could.

Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis? No, thankfully.

Do you hate your weight? I hate my weight maybe more than I hate anything else about myself. I've lost a little bit of weight in the past week or so, but it doesn't mean much to me anymore; all my weight EVER does no matter what I do is teeter back and forth a bit.

Have you ever struggled with a mental illness? I'm diagnosed with and absolutely experience multiple, and they all have agonizingly large impacts on how I experience life, so yes.

Serious question, peanut butter or Nutella? I think Nutella tastes better, but it's suuuuper rare I use it; we're much more likely to have just peanut butter.

Do you like breadsticks? Hunny I will ANNIHILATE breadsticks omfg.

Have you ever had to take care of an intoxicated person? No. There has been one occasion where I felt like I kinda shoulda though: this one time Colleen was drunk off her ASS when I lived with her, like she was so out of it that she called her husband at work to ask him if she could get high off of weed her sister's idiotic boyfriend had the AUDACITY to bring into her apartment without permission (problematic because weed was and still is illegal here). Thankfully she didn't go that far, but she was SO fuckin gone and eventually all I wanted was to go to sleep (at this time I was going to the partial hospitalization program that requried us leaving quite early in the morning bc it was far away), and I did. Apparently she'd thrown her guts up all night, now that I mention it I don't know how on earth she was able to drive me 45 minutes away.

Do you ever use sleep as a way to cope with bad moods? Honestly, yes. It's a common technique for me really, mostly because it usually DOES improve my mood at least a bit. It feels like a reset button for me a lot of the time.

Have you ever felt bombarded by major life events? God no, my life is so uneventful.

Have you ever been in a relationship or friendship in which you were clearly more into it than the other person? And it's a big reason I cut her out of my life.

If you ever imagine leaving where you live now, where do you imagine going? Western NC, in the mountains. It's what I really, really want when it comes to living somewhere.

Have any of your friends ever cheated on somebody? Yes.

Do you know any songs that have your name in it? Uh, I don't think so, but it's possible.

Who are the most popular sports teams where you live? Do you cheer for them? Uh, idk. That I can think of quickly, Carolina Panthers and Carolina Hurricanes.

Is your dream job attainable? I don't fucking know what I want anymore dude.

Can you remember the last song you listened to? Yeah bc I have music on rn, I'm listening to "Not The American Average" by Asking Alexandria.

What letter does your surname begin with? D.

What is your favourite flavour of Skittles? RED.

Have you ever met a famous political figure? Nope.

What foreign languages did your high school offer? Only Spanish and French had classes with a teacher present, while there were many, many others offered via online classes, which I opted for with Latin and then German.

Do you know anyone you would consider racist? I know PLENTY, given where I live. There are an alarming amount of people in the south who are and that don't even PRETEND they're not.

Are you more afraid of spiders or bees? Bees, honestly.

What’s the longest you’ve stood in line at a store’s cash register? Oh hell if I know, probably at the bare minimum 45 minutes when I was younger or something around the holidays.

Do you have your own computer? I have my own laptop.

Do you drink a lot of soda? Not anymore, no! I do have an awful craving for it today, though.

Are tomatoes the best food in the world? lol I hate tomatoes

What’s your favorite type of pizza? Honestly just like, pepperoni with a pan crust. Or meat lovers. I'm super healthy in what I favor, I know.

Have you ever asked a friend to ask someone else out for you? No, but I do remember Colleen playing some role in me and Aaron getting together in middle school. She knew I liked him, and one day we ran into each other in the hall on the way out of school and she kinda like, pushed us into each other I guess. I wonder what the hell he's up to these days, he dropped Facebook forever ago. Last I knew I believe he'd become public about being gay.

Have you ever given up on someone before? Yes, and by now I'm glad I did, in both instances I can think of.

What did you dream about last night? Actually early this morning I think I was dreaming I was in the Wings of Fire universe or something similar, I was a dragon and having fun flying but APPARENTLY I was being loud and restless about it so Mom woke me up thinking I was starting a nightmare lmfao.

Does your house have a basement? No, I've actually never lived in a house with a basement.

Would you date someone 10+ years older than you? I think 10 years older is my limit, and even then I'd REALLY have to be into the person.

How many children do you want/have? No more than two, if I even have kids, but honestly I can't confidently say anymore that I *absolutely* don't want them. Same shit that happened with Jason is happening with Girt when it comes to kids.

Were you ever a flower girl or ring bearer in anyone’s wedding when you were little? No.

Do you own or rent your home? My mom rents, and our landlord (who is technically a family friend and was so way before being our landlord) always holds it over her head about how wonderful of a person she is and it drives my mother FUCKING insane. She can barely stand her anymore, and neither can I.

Have you ever worn a costume for any reason other than Halloween? For dance performances, yes.

Have you ever been a caregiver to a sick/disabled relative? No.

What are your plans for tomorrow? Honestly kinda fucking dreading tomorrow because Mom thinks she should invite Tobey (aforementioned friend/landlord) over to dinner for Christmas. Tobey is so goddamn convinced she's a member of this family and basically Mom's mom (I'm not fucking kidding, this woman constantly needs to know where Mom is and if she's okay, and if Mom doesn't answer a text, she's messaging my sister Ashley) and is just so forceful about including herself in our lives, and we're all tired of it. Mom knows if she DOESN'T invite Tobey over soon, she's going to bring it up and how horribly it hurt her ever-so-tender fuckin' feelings.

Do you prefer female or male doctors? Females by an aggressive longshot. I absolutely fucking *refuse* to have a male gyno.

What’s one lie that’s been told about you? Jason and I magically had a baby in high school.

How was your self-esteem when you were growing up? Honestly, it was fine. Then in middle school everything just started to shift and change in negative ways.

Are you going to be getting any new pets soon? I suppose it's possible, Mom knows I've been wanting another snake so maybe she'll give me the okay on Christmas. I do doubt it, though.

Are you currently fighting with someone? Nope.

Do you hang out with your sibling’s friends? No.

Have you ever kept anything wild as a pet? As a kid I briefly kept a red-eared slider turtle that was in our yard, which I now know was illegal because they're an invasive species here, lol oops. Even as a kid though I didn't keep it permanently, I came to accept I didn't have the proper setup or knowledge to care for ANY turtle and released him into a pond that was down the road from our house. Word of warning, you are NOT supposed to release an animal into a habitat that wasn't its original home, but at the very least it is very likely that it's where this turtle came from.

Is there anything you’d protect with your life? My immediate family for sure, Girt without a fucking doubt, as well as his mom, sister, and I know his nephew too. I know I'd take a bullet for Mazzy and Tez, as well.

Ever had sex? Only oral sex but I definitely don't equate that to *actual* sex.

What’s the meanest thing you’ve ever done? Don't.

What's the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen? A guy in drag jogging beside the highway in the middle of Raleigh. I don't at all find men - or anyone - in drag weird, but seeing an individual in drag here just by the road is incredibly odd, nevermind while jogging.

What’s your sexuality? I say pan, but I'm not 100% sure that it's totally accurate, and I don't think I ever WILL know unless I have truly sexual relations with a feminine person. I know with total certainty I'm at the bare minimum queer, though, because I'm well aware I'm visually attracted to women and other feminine individuals.

What’s the last lie you told? Uhhhh I'm honestly not sure.

What’s an unpopular opinion you have? Preface: I fully believe we have visited the moon by this point, multiple times. HOWEVER, the "first" moon landing I believe quite firmly was faked simply to make America look "better" and "more capable" than Russia; I swear if you actually read up on it and look at visual evidence, you can't NOT see that many things just don't line up and are very suspicious.

If you could live with anyone, who would it be? Girt. This past weekend made me realize I'm ready for that like, now. I admitted it to my mom when we were talking about how things went while she was in Tennessee, and she pointed out that I have to work more on being independent, which I absolutely know, and I really am trying to just be a better adult so I can BE a good partner to live with.

#survey #surveys #random questions #personal questions

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vividhighlight · 1 year

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post about my unbirthday trip to disneyland

so my bday is the 24th but we went to disneyland on the 25th so it was my honorary birthday and and my mom came with us and we got there four mins after opening and my gf got me a birthday pin

then we got a lightning lane for space mountain and right at the end the ride froze and the lights came on and it was INSANE and they pushed our car thru nd then they let us ride again.

we did astro blasters next and then got a lightning lane for matterhorn and did that then we tried to go on small world but i was overstimulated and had to exit and then i started crying and genie came out and took a pic with my gf and then said happy birthday to me and someone at small world tattled so this girl comes out from backstage and asked if i was okay 😭😭

then we went through fantasyland and i met mary poppins and we got breakfast at red rose tavern then went to our lightning lane for thunder mountain but it broke down as we were in line so they had us exit over the train car

we went on haunted mansion and my girlfriend bought us new rings and got my mom one for her birthday

gf and i had lunch reservations at lamplight lounge from before my mom decided to come so we went to that and she got lunch in disneyland and we got drinks and appetizers and fell apart but we were right on the water and it was so nice out and then the waiter mixed our card up with the couple next to us and it was a whole thing

we met back up with my mom but she didn't want to join us on incredicoaster but i think it was the fastest it's ever gone omfg

we had a dinner reservation at carthay circle upstairs and our food didnt come for over an hour so they comped our meal???

and then we were all tired and DONE so we went back to the hotel lmao anyway crazy day so much happened

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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happy 1k lovie!!!

maybe a slightly angsty blurb abt pete forgetting y/n’s bday? like he just got too caught up with spider-man biz

love you ❤️

What’s The Date Today?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: angst & fluff

Word count: I tried to wrap it up but it still ended up at 800 words:/

A/N: honestly I would simply forgive Peter for forgetting my bday, I’m so whipped and also because I just KNOW that he would feel so guilty when that’ll happen :( anyway enjoy <3

🤍JOIN MY SLEEPOVER🤍

You waited for him to wish you when you laid in bed together last night and the clock struck at 12 and when he woke up the next day and strolled in the kitchen but the only thing he did was remind you about calling your mother today because you somehow always forget to call her every Friday.

After a long day of online college classes, both for him and you, Peter had left for his Spider-Man duties at around 5:30. Thankfully, New York was running low on crime and that’s why, he only went out to take a check and be back home in an hour or so.

So you sat on the bed and waited for him as you heard a light knock on the bedroom window, the red and black of his suit visible as he peaked in, he swiftly opened the window and let himself inside. He flashed you a tired but toothy smile and your heart melted for a second.

“How many times have I told you to lock this window when I’m not home” he said, resting his back against the glass of the window.

“We live on the 11th floor” you said, walking up to where he was resting, you bent down to plant a quick kiss on his mouth and he only pulled you closer.

“Criminals don’t have a fear of heights” he sighed and rested his head on your shoulder, “I’m so tired”

“Hm”

“Is something wrong?” He looked up at you, his thumb gently brushed your bottom lip.

“Uh no, I’m okay” you whispered.

He doesn’t remember, he forgot my birthday, does he even love me anymore? Okay that’s being a little dramatic, Y/N, just stop it—

“Can we have pasta for dinner tonight? Really want to have that uh Alfredo Pasta you made last week”

He got out of his spandex, ruffled his hair and walked into the bathroom as you heard your heart shatter in your chest.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you walked to the kitchen, planning to put extra salt in his pasta but quickly cancelled the thought, you weren’t that cruel.

Peter came into the kitchen after a while, hair wet from his shower, “did you call your mom today?”

That question really broke you open, he can remember reminding you to call your mother but he can’t remember your birthday?

“Yes, yes I did Peter” you snapped, aggressively stirring the white sauce in the pan.

“Woah okay I just asked about your mother, sorry” he raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner but you just ignored him.

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked, walking over to you but you shifted away.

“What’s wrong with me?” You squinted your eyes at him, now welled up with tears.

At this, Peter’s eyes widened for a second, his hands raised up to grab your arm but you had other plans on your mind.

“Please Peter—“

“Y/N, is something wrong? Baby—”

“What’s the date today?” You snapped once again, cheeks heating up in anger.

“It’s uh I don’t know, I don’t remember dates anymore, what is it—”

“So now you can’t even remember your girlfriend’s birthday!?” You asked, teeth biting your lower lip, keeping you from bursting out crying on the kitchen floor.

Peter halted in his step, mouth opening and closing like a fish, it took a minute for him to process what you’ve just said to him.

“No no, oh my god, Y/N, i'm so sorry I forgot—”

“It’s okay, Peter” you looked away from him, “it’s like 8pm, it’s not even my day anymore”

“Listen, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, I’ve been so busy but that’s no excuse for forgetting your birthday, please let me make it up to you” he pleaded, hands grabbing on your waist to get you to look at him.

“No—”

“Look here, I’m sorry, baby” he pulled you away from the stove, “please, just look at me, I’m—”

His voice choked up which made you look up at him, his eyes red with tears as he held back from breaking down. Peter was a good boyfriend, he was definitely the best thing that has ever happened to you so forgetting your birthday hit him close and it hurt you to see him feeling so guilty.

“Peter” you whispered, hands grabbing his face as you gently kissed him, all the anger vanishing.

His cheeks were wet with tears by the time you pulled away, brows frowning as he looked in your eyes.

“I’m gonna make you a cake” he whispered, his eyes scanning your face as he sniffed.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his words, “Pete, it’s okay, it’s 8pm and you don’t know how to bake. We can just have this pasta and—”

“No, let me make it up to you” he hushed you, wiping his eyes with his sleeve, “I’ll search a recipe and I’ll make you a cake”

He picked up an apron to tie around his waist but you spoke up, “we don’t have any cocoa powder”

“Damn” he exhaled, “okay I’ll run to the store and I’ll grab some things”

“Peter—”

“I’ll make you the best goddamn cake you’ve ever had, baby”

You giggled, looking at him in awe, he rushed to the door, swinging it open and walking out, probably to make you the best goddamn cake you’ve ever had.

This mf probably burned that cake.

Hope you liked this <33

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golbrocklovely · 3 years

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never needed // colby brock

A/N: so fun fact about this fic is that i came up with it last year back in november. it was around the time me and my ex best friend stopped being friends. i was really in such a rough headspace, and i think the concept shows it. i just finished writing it today and wow... i still feel this way to some extent, but not fully (thank god). also i literally cried while writing it today so there’s that. hope yall enjoy this one. i'm trying to post a bunch of fics since this coming week is my bday (the 14th). no guarantees, but i'm trying my best to put out at least six things. let me know what you think of this one. see yall later :)

prompt: colby has been ghosting you for a while, just when things were starting to get good between you two. after a week of ignoring you, he’s finally ready to talk. || fem!reader x colby brock

trigger warning: angst, cursing, heartache, crying, honestly this one is really sad so sorry about that, happy ending tho

word count: 2331

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"Are you fucking kidding me?" I groaned to myself, staring at my phone.

Colby was still ignoring me, something I had grown accustomed to this week. He had ghosted my calls and my texts. He turned his read notifications off too, so I had no clue whether or not he had even seen my messages at all.

Everything had been going great between us. We had met a couple years back and hit it off as friends right away. I always thought he was attractive, and our friendship was always really flirty; so much so that fans thought we were together. And then finally, something clicked a couple months back. I wasn't sure if it was the accidental drunken kiss we shared, or just a built up of feelings, but we finally decided that maybe we should test out an actual relationship.

We promised each other we would take it slow, both of us still heartbroken from our previous relationships and our general trust issues. But these past two months, we went into overdrive, actually taking the time to feel each other out as boyfriend and girlfriend.

And for the first time, I felt happy. Genuinely happy.

A week ago, we had even gone on a cute little date, something we had started doing regularly. We were in the middle of our conversation; I remember I laughed hard at something he said. It was loud enough that some of the patrons in the restaurant stared at us. And when he tried to shush me jokingly, a silence had fallen over us.

His face dropped suddenly, he became super serious and quiet, and then he asked if we could go home.

He told me the next day that he thought he got food poisoning and it just hit him in the restaurant. I didn't think anything of it and was fine with going home early.

But now, I wonder if he was lying.

I looked back down at my phone, reading over my messages from the past week to him.

Was I taking this too far? He could have just been busy. I don't wanna come across as clingy.

"Ugh, fuck that." I muttered out loud to myself, rolling out of my bed to get a drink.

I didn't care if I came across as clingy. I had a right to know why he was ignoring me. If it was work related, he would have told me. He had done that in the past before.

This was different, I just knew it.

Tomorrow, I planned to go over and see him. I would have done it tonight, but I knew he wasn't home. He was out with some friends at Saddle Ranch. Like a fan, I had to watch his stories on Insta, since that was the only way I knew where he was.

"Don't expect too much from him." Sam said.

I shook my head at that memory. When we got together, everyone was happy for us. But I could feel a certain tension in the room, a certain caveat that wasn't being mentioned. Later that night, Sam and I were by ourselves, and he asked me if Colby and I had really made our relationship official. I told him we hadn't gone all the way, but that we were taking it one step at a time.

"I'm happy for you guys, really. I just wonder..." His voice trailed off.

I cocked my head. "Wonder what?"

"Look, I love you both, but I don't know if Colby is really ready for a relationship. There's a lot of things he still needs to work through." He stated.

"We're not that serious." I laughed.

"Yeah, yet. If you plan to be, I just don't want you to get your heart broken because he wasn't ready." Sam admitted.

I patted his shoulder lightly, smiling. "Relax, Samuel. Everything will be fine."

"Alright. Just... don't expect too much from him, okay?" He mentioned, his eyes narrowing on mine.

That had been two months ago and... I think I should have heeded his warning.

A loud knock at my front door brought me out of my thoughts, scaring me. I grabbed a knife from my kitchen, striding over to the door. I glance through the peephole to see who was there.

Colby's face stared back.

"Y/N, it's me. Can you open the door?" He called.

I scowled at him through the peephole. "Sorry she's not home right now. Maybe you should try responding to her texts.”

“Look I'm sorry, but that's why I came over. I wanted to talk in person.” He replied.

“Damn, that’s a shame. Too bad she’s not home!” I exclaimed angrily.

“C’mon now, don’t be childish.” He remarked.

I swung the door open, holding back from yelling into my hallway. “Childish?!”

He smirked at me. “I knew that would get you to open the door.”

“You’re not funny.” I deadpanned, glaring at him.

“Can you please let me in? I seriously want to talk.” Colby responded, his eyes landing on mine.

“No, Colby. It’s one o’clock in the morning, I don’t feel like talking, and you’re drunk.” I jeered, resting my hands on my hips.

He scrunched up his face dramatically. “No, I’m not. I only had like two drinks.”

“Oh my mistake. I figured a person that randomly comes over to talk at the ass-crack of night is usually drunk,” I quipped. “Don’t you have better things to do, like be at Saddle Ranch?”

He stepped back, raising an eyebrow. “How’d you know I was at Saddle Ranch?”

I could feel my cheeks heat up. “Because… I watched your stories.”

“Nice to know you pay attention to me,” he uttered under his breath. “Please let me in.”

“No. Fuck off, Colby.” I hissed.

He rolled his eyes at my comment. “If you don’t let me in, I’m just gonna make noise out here in the hallway until you do.”

“Bet.” I huffed.

“What was your favorite movie again… ‘10 Things I Hate About You’?” He questioned, stepping back further into the hallway.

I blinked. “Yeah, so what?”

He looked up at me, giving me a devilish smile. “…You’re just too good to be true.”

My face dropped at his voice. “Colby.”

“Can’t take my eyes off of you.” He sang, pointing at me.

“Are you really-” I started.

He cut me off, running his hands down his body. “You’d be like heaven to touch.”

I hushed. “Seriously stop-”

“I wanna hold you so much.” He closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around himself.

I grunted, smacking my hand towards him. “Colby, it’s one in the morn-”

“At long last, love has arrived.” He opened his arms wide.

“Shut the fuck up!” I whisper-shouted.

“And I thank God I'm alive.” Colby praised up towards the ceiling.

I retorted. “You’re fucking embarrass-”

He spun in a circle slowly. “You're just too good to be true.”

“I knew giving you the code to my apartment was a bad idea.” I grumbled.

“Can't take my eyes off of you.” He winked, pointing at me again.

Colby took a big inhale, ready to start singing the music, but I grabbed his arm and pulled him into my apartment.

I slammed my door shut, locking it quickly. “Next time you do something like that, I’m gonna kill you.”

“That’s not very- why do you have a knife?” He motioned toward the knife sitting on my side table.

“What-? Oh, I thought you were an intruder.” I explained.

He lightly smiled, his dimples appearing. “You think an intruder would knock?”

I snapped, annoyed. “Aren’t you here to apologize?”

“Right, right,” he cleared his throat, his demeanor changing. “Y/N, I’m deeply sorry.”

“Sure.” I narrowed my eyes, walking towards my kitchen.

He followed me. “I know what I did was fucked up. I should have responded to you.”

“You completely ignored me for over a week.” I informed him, resting my back against the counter.

He nodded. “I know. I shouldn’t have done that.”

I crossed my arms uncomfortably. “…were you busy?”

“No, not really.” He divulged, dropping his head.

“So, you purposefully ignored my calls and text…” I could feel my hands shake against my arms.

“You make it sound bad-” He mumbled.

“It is that bad.” I emphasized, stopping him. “Colby, you wanna talk about being childish? That shit was childish.”

He agreed. “I know it was.”

“Obviously not since you keep joking about it.” I argued.

“I’m not trying to joke,” he protested, running his hands through his hair. “Do you wanna know the honest to God truth?”

“Of course I do.” I answered, furrowing my eyebrows.

He exhaled, glancing at me. “When we first got together, even though we were taking it slow, I was terrified to date you.”

“Terrified?” I puzzled.

He swallowed hard. “Yes. Scared shitless.”

“Why?” I questioned.

“I thought it was because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. But then… at dinner,” his voice lowered, his shoulders dropping. “I realized it was more than that.”

I shook my head, confused. “What are you ta-”

“I’m falling in love with you, Y/N.” He confessed.

His words made me step back, my breath hitching in my throat.

I choked. “What?”

“When you laughed really hard, and did that cute snort thing you do, I remember we looked at each other… and all I saw was you,” his eyes bore into mine, causing goosebumps to rise all over my skin. “No one else in that restaurant existed. And in that moment, I wanted to tell you I love you.”

I stammered out words, unable to think clearly. “S-so… you-”

“When I felt it, I knew I had to go home. Because I was just so shocked at the feeling. I haven’t felt that way for anyone in a long time.” He sighed exhaustingly, “and… I apologize that I ignored you. Every time I saw your messages, I knew I should have responded. But my body, my mind, wouldn’t let me.”

I frowned. “Because you love me?”

“Because… I’m scared to love you.” He admitted.

A heavy silence fell over the apartment. I shuddered out an exhale, not even noticing I had been holding my breath in for so long. Colby closed his eyes, twisting up his face, and turned his back to me.

“Why are you scared to love me?” I gulped, scared of his answer.

His shoulders tensed as he gripped the counter. “The last time you felt heartbroken… did it leave you feeling empty? Because that’s how I felt… for so long. It’s not even the empty feeling that bothered me. It was the fact that I knew something used to be there… and now it’s gone. I miss who I was before.”

I opened my mouth, but no words escaped.

“I have this deep, guttural feeling that you’re gonna realize I’m not worth loving, and that there is someone else out there that is, and you’re gonna leave me.” His voice trembled as he spoke, “everyone… always leaves me.”

I gasped quietly. “Colby-”

He turned back to me, his face becoming red. “I just feel like no one ever needs me, you know? Like some people only keep me around because they don’t have the heart to just tell me they don’t care anymore. Even Sam has someone else.

I consoled. “That’s not-”

“And I know it’s selfish to want everyone around me to only want me. I don’t really feel that way. I just… don’t feel like anyone really needs me as much as I need them,” his chest quaked as his breathing began to speed up. “And when you realize it too… I don’t think I can live through that fall out again. I don’t think I’m gonna survive it.”

“Wait, Col-” I murmured.

“At that dinner, I had this gut-wrenching anxiety come over me; a voice in my head that said ‘she’s gonna leave you too’ and… I’m just so sorry.” He panted, his eyes welling up.

I wrapped my arms around him tightly, pressing his body into mine as hard as I could. He buried his face into my neck, his body almost going limp against mine.

I couldn’t help my own tears spill as they landed on his shirt. “Baby, why didn’t you tell me you were feeling this way before?”

“I was ashamed. I should be stronger than this.” He fumed through his tears.

I rubbed his face lovingly. “Who said that? You are strong. Expressing your emotions is strong.”

He nodded, croaking. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. Can you forgive me?”

“Of course. How about tonight you stay over, and then in the morning, we’ll talk about this more? Okay?” I suggested, resting my hands on his forearms.

“Yeah.” He whimpered.

I smiled brokenly. “Come on, let’s go to bed.”

I lightly grasped Colby’s hand, pulling him slowly into my bedroom. He stumbled along, his head remaining down.

I sat him down on the bed and slid off his jacket, placing it on my dresser. I cupped his face, tracing his jaw with my fingers. His eyes finally landed on mine as I tilted his head up.

I leaned down and kissed his lips, resting my forehead against his.

“I’m not gonna leave you, Colby.” I stated, gazing into his eyes.

He begged in a hushed tone. “Please don’t.”

“I won’t. I promise.” I reassured, kissing his forehead.

I walked over to the other side of my bed and laid down. Colby kicked off his shoes, taking his belt off and pulling his jeans down. After getting undressed, he slid into bed with me, laying his head down softly on my chest. Wrapping his arms around me, he buried his head into my neck again, sighing against my skin. I ran my fingers through his hair, a light hum falling from his lips. I ran my other hand up and down his spine, feeling him shiver under my touch.

“We’ll be okay, Colby.” I whispered.

#colby brock #colby brock fanfic #colby brock fic #colby brock fanfiction #colby brock oneshot #colby brock x reader #colby brock one shot #colby brock angst

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tzuyuscloud · 2 years

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It's Kim Lip's Birthday!! So I was thinking if I can request an idol kim lip scenario where her gf is a known singer-songwriter released a song "Lover" (by Taylor Swift) exactly on 12 am of lippie's bday as a gift. Overnight it charted on different music streaming platforms, many fans left a heartwarming comments and praise their relationship as a couple. Later that day, her and kimlip had a date for her birthday. They talked a lot since lip was busy the past few weeks then the reader's gift was brought to the topic.

THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR 500+ FOLLOWERS!!!

Sorry this took so so longgg

5...4....3...2..1...

Y/n counted down the seconds until midnight when her new song that she wrote for her girlfriend, Jungeun, for her birthday. She stayed up for a while to watch the reviews and all the comments filling the chat for the lyric video, but before she knew it she was waking up to over 10 millions views in only a few hours.

"oh my goodness" she gasped. Scrolling through all the positive comments and seeing the attention gain she got on her social media from the one song. Y/n read through the many comments that were about her relationship with Jungeun. Despite y/n being a well-known singer and songwriter, everyone adored her relationship with Jungeun.

After going through everything, responding to comments and emails from interviews, y/n got up from her spot in the bed and gathered her stuff for her shower. She was planning on making dinner for Jungeun tonight since it was her birthday.

Y/n: Happy birthday baby! Dinner at my house tonight. I'll pick you up at 6 ♡

Meanwhile, Jungeun had just been waking up from her deep sleep, being that she was up all night waiting for the release of y/n's new song. She knew the song was about her the minute she looked up the lyrics, replaying it multiple times after until she fell asleep listening to it.

•

It was two minutes before 6 and Jungeun was running around the house like a chicken with no head looking for her shoes. Right as she found one of her silver heels the doorbell had rang. She whipped her head towards the door, probably giving herself whiplash, before sprinting to the door. Checking her hair in the nearby mirror and making sure she looked nice before opening the door for y/n who stood with a bouquet of assorted chocolates and flowers.

"hey gorgeous! Happy birthday" y/n leaned in placing a kiss on Jungeun's soft lips. "Thank you, love" she blushed. Y/n walked into the house while Jungeun got her shoes on and placed the flowers in a vase with water so that they would survive for a while.

Y/n knew Jungeun was bad with plants, but you still wanted to give her a few. Soon enough, they arrived at y/n's house where y/n had set up a whole meal for Jungeun. Jungeun was in shock as she admired the decorations, food and record player that had y/n newest single playing on a loop. "Aww baby. You already got it on a vinyl?" Jungeun's hands covered her mouth dramatically while tears threatened to spill.

"you are so special to me, love. And I will do anything for you, and I'm also very very happy that you liked the song because you inspired every word. I will write you a million more just to show you how much I love you" Y/n confessed before pulling the blonde into a tight hug where her body started shaking from the tears.

Jungeun sniffed out a small, "I love you so much y/n" causing the other woman to smile widely.

"I love you too, baby"

#loona scenarios #loona #kim lip #kim lip x fem reader #kpop scenarios #kpop gg #kim jungeun #loona jungeun

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aerinmelina · 2 years

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Ok, are my friend and I the only ones who didn’t like “The Batman”?

I took my friend to see it back in March. It was her bday celebration, and we’re both Batman fans, so I thought it would be a fun evening out. We looked forward to it for quite a while, eventually made it to the theater, sat down in our seats and cozied up to see how it would go…

And within the first 5 mins, I couldn’t hold back the rolling of my eyes as I realized just how melodramatic this was going to be.

Rain pours from the sky. Everything is dark and dirty. A solitary man is out walking around while a mob of angry young men stare him down. They decide to strike. The innocent man tries to run while he’s being mugged, and then there comes a sound from the nearby stairwell.

Thump. *one Mississippi* Thump. *two Mississippi* Thump. *three Mississippi* Thump.

When I say I was dying 5 mins in, I mean that my eyes were trying to look at the back of my skull as I realized this was not going to be the fresh take on Batman that I had hoped for.

20-30 mins in, Bruce pulled the whole “You’re not my father” thing on Alfred. And immediately I thought of Potter Puppet Pals when Harry is banging his head against a wall and saying ‘angst, angst, angst’ over and over again. Bruce failed to prove himself as anything but an angst-ridden teenaged boy as the movie progressed, so the Potter Puppet Pals reference kept flooding into my brain at all sorts of moments, but this was the first. Also, Alfred is the best and I’m so tired of the way Bruce/Batman treats him in recent movies!!!!

After 45 mins, the plot still hadn’t grabbed me.

After 60 mins, still uninterested in the plot and unable to stop myself from letting sarcastic comments slip out of the corner of my mouth which made my friend laugh, she asked me if we could leave because she was bored.

So we left. And got Thai food. And vented about the movie for most of dinner.

I’ll give the movie another shot when I’m at home with some girlfriends and we’ve got some wine on us or something. I do love Batman. I just.

I grew up with 90s cartoon Batman, and I want to see him on screen at some point. All of the recent Batman movies have been nothing but dark and gritty and Bruce lives perpetually in the grimdark realm of “it’s not acceptable for me to be happy. I just beat up bad guys and everyone fears me and I’m miserable but am not gonna ever acknowledge it, which makes me toxic to the people who do bother to care about me.” And I see where that appeals to some people, but it’s just. So unhealthy and Bruce Wayne/Batman is a good man who wants to improve the lives of the people of Gotham City and prevent other kids from being orphaned in the future, and he deserves love and family and friends. In the DCU it feels like Batman has been pigeonholed into the role of “the one everyone fears” which yeah is part of Batman’s thing for sure, but like. He’s a whole person, too.

Maybe the movie got better after we walked out - which is why I’ll give it another shot from the comfortability of my own couch, with friends and a little alcohol around - but for a 3-hour movie to take more than 1 hour to grab me is just more than my ADHD can handle.

I’ll just stick to my Wayne Family Adventures webtoon and 90s Batman and Justice League cartoons until then. A place where Batman has hope and family and love as his primary motivator, instead of loss and darkness and anger and depression.

Batman is still badass when he has family and friends in his life. DC has so much potential with this amazing vigilante hero, yet they keep stomping all over him. Dudes. Again. Batman is still badass when he has family and friends in his life. One of the best traits of his is that he is deeply compassionate. Can we see that side of him? Please?

#Someone get Batman a kid in the DCU. He needs a Robin to pull him out of his constant misery.#love is not a weakness #family is not a weakness #hope is not a weakness #maybe that’s why these movies hit me the wrong way. I believe vehemently in these things #so seeing a movie where the opposite is shown - specifically for one person - is hard to watch #Batman deserves goodness just like everyone else does #grrrrrrrrrrr ok rant over for now #it’s okay to mourn and be angry and be sad. but you can’t stay there without ruining your life #and I don’t want Bruce to ruin his life. he’s wonderful and deserves the sunshine he receives in the cartoons and a bunch of the comics #I guess I lied about the rant being over

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seasidepierre · 2 years

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OK so it's less of a paragraph and more like my thoughts thrown into words/bulletpoints ready to be written into an essay, where to start

the title, love it, rather than a pt 2 you gave it a similar name,more original

I like how pierre just knew by the way charles acted that something happened between them

I loved the like 5 different times kinda trope you incorporated, it was subtle.

I love how everyone treats tink, like I find it adorable that she's so loved and not just by ferrari but by the others, which links to the dinner. How everyone just knew what she likes etc, makes me think it's cuz charles talks about her so much that the others feel like they know practically everything about her now

how she was so enamoured by him that mattia was like don't forget to take pictures of carlos lol

how Charles wore her bracelet and then the mechanic like auto completed his sentence of she's not my girlfriend

and the memes! I take it we are talking about stuff like the fastest lap thing they have on their Instagram and the funny captions they have on others, but I see this being more frequent with tink doing it, it's something I'd do tbf

and then bumping into carlos after that with the excuse and how he just 'accepts' it all, I reckon that's when he first clocked it and then suggests it to other drivers. and the comment about wearing pants because of the struggle to revive charles, I just loved that, thought it was funny

and her friendship with pierre I loved!!! how he was so sweet with her too and the affection which is uncommon from him. The fact that she can talk about it all freely with him. The fact that he saved their asses with the hickey accident. Surely not the only time he's had to cover for them

and the dinner!!! asdfghjkl it was so sweet and very fitting for him to just swap desserts no questions asked but then the kiss leaving everyone in shock, I wouldn't know how to react, I feel like they covered it up well ish but obvs everyone already had suspicions, I think this solidified everyone's assumptions that they were indeed together, but then how he went on with kissing some of the others just to really sell it was great!

and I like how you allude but don't go into full detail and smut, more simplistic and like teasing

monza my beloved, and mattia with the little grins and nudges cuz he just knows, and how the mechanic is just like so chill about it like yep we been knew, but then Daniels comments all jokey omd I loved them like the cheating one or the stealing the trophy, and the trophy being her bday gift I would simply pass out, Daniel calling Charles babe! saying this is what he's missing :(

and then the final public reveal too with a short but sweet caption

I just loved it all, thanks for listening to my Ted talk :)

First of all: I love you so much you have no idea. This has MADE my night and I slept the entire night for the first time since Covid grabbed me by the neck. Entirely sure this was your doing. Even if it wasn't, I'll say it was. The fact that you took the time to write all of this? You deserve a crown. Here, it's yours queen, take it 👑

Omg let me answer in bullet points too because this was too good to be true last night but now I woke up and it's really true..?

I'm so glad you liked the title, it was my cheeky way of having a part 2 without having it called "part 2" lol

Listen, I love Piarles with all my heart, I don't think I ever will write Pierre and Charles mad at each other.

Gotta say thanks to my boo Rach at @parkerbunny she was the one who suggested it and it inspired me A LOT not gonna lie!

I live for the idea of a team sweetheart. I've always found it much easier to hang out with guys than girls, though I do have more girl friends than the other way, but I find it so cool to be one of the guys? Idk, it makes little sense, but that's why I also love the friends to lovers trope and that's why many of my characters are apart of a guy group at the beginning. And yes, that's totally what I hoped for with the dinner part. Charles talked so much about Tink that they all know her by heart anyway. Like sure they consider her as a friend but they don't hang out much during the race weekends so they don't know much about her.. except when Charles constantly raves about her.

Imagine being called out gently by Mattia? Ugh, I'd die of embarassment but thanks kind King for being gentle about it.

the mechanics are so fed up with him lmao they literally can't anymore the teasing is up to the roof lmao

We are absolutely talking about the unhinged memes of Charles throwing fast laps in the air lmao I just imagine Tink cackling behind her phone, making memes with her boyfriend's face and then showing them to him before he'd go "Oh God..." with his lil blushing cheeks??????? ugh.

Oh Carlos knows the SECOND he finds her in the hallway without pants. Like he's had his doubts but when she goes "yeah yeah i was just walking and oh my feet took me right in the hallway where Charles' room is, what a coincidence!!!" he's like "gurl, i'm a smooth operator, i'm no dumdum"

I think he listened to Charles' sappy rants enough to be happy that he finally stopped lmao. The girl who made Charles shut up? She's his bestie lol. Also, he's a tiny bit older to Charles and he's normally the baby of his brotherhood so taking the role of a big brother to Charles is probably making him happy, so if he can help and protect, he will!

You'd like his dessert? No probs queen, he'll swap, anything for you!! They didn't cover it well ish lmao, Charles being a drunk slut is not a cover up, they all already know at this point, they just played with them because it was way funnier to pretend like they had a hang on the situation. Also, I imagine Lando has roasting material for the next ten years thanks to the bro kisses.

I'm not entirely comfortable writing smut yet, though I'm absolutely PROUD of part 4 of pull me back to you because I stepped out of my comfort zone for that one. I'm slowly building myself up for it, though, so the teasing and allusions are a nice warm up!

Mattia has known for a while, now, but it's not his place to say anything. He smiles about it when the mechanics talk about you two and how oblivious you are to them actually knowing but he's always the one walming down everyone and reminding them that you'll come out to them when you feel ready to. He tries to help you find the assurance that nothing will change in your status within the team.

Daniel wouldn't be Daniel if he didn't tease them about finally coming clean. I feel like Charles is romantic to the CORE so him gifting her a trophy makes all the sense.

The Insta caption is just simple but effective (cue 1D war flashbacks)

Thanks again for this very comprehensive reaction post, it meant the world to me you have no idea!!!

#ask #writing reactions #snmg

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uhgoodmoni · 3 years

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Oil Paints | MYG

Summary: t’s Yoongi’s bday!!! His girlfriend has noticed how he’s been blowing off the idea of anything happening for his birthday. Everyone will be busy. You don’t have to get him anything. He just wants to relax. Blah blah blah. Despite all that, she still wants to do something a little special. Nothing crazy because she knows he wouldn’t like that, but just a nicely set dinner, some wine, and a couple of gifts to surprise him when he gets home from work. It’s perfect, mood lighting at all! Surprise, surprise! He’s not answering his calls, worrying her to death.

(This is so late for his bday but thats okay because life happens! Thanks for reading!)

Warnings: - angst, pure angst - fluff -

Ao3 - Wattpad

How’s it going?

This was the tenth message that I had sent to Yoongi. It was also the tenth message he didn’t respond to. He was just busy. I already knew that. He told me. But I was just worried. He had a horrible week. Each day was more draining than the last, and I was sure that he wasn’t giving himself a break either. I can always tell when he’s about to hit his limit. I wish he wouldn’t hold it in so much. Especially since it was his birthday. Big Hit wouldn’t overwork him on his birthday? Would they?

Well, they probably would, except I knew that Yoongi himself was overworking himself too. He works so hard. Too hard sometimes, and the boys or I would have to remind him to take some free time. But he wanted the projects to be perfect. I was proud of him for working so hard but I just wished he would take a break when given the chance.

Today was one of those chances. Of course, he went to work early, so did I. But he said he would be working a bit late, he wouldn’t get home until around eight. It was a little disappointing to not be able to spend his birthday with him. Not that he wanted me to plan anything, but just being able to shower him with affections would be enough. Watching movies, listening to him rant about his next mixtape. That’s all I wanted for today. Instead, I had to watch his birthday live from my work desk. He seemed happier than he had been the whole week. Namjoon and Jin came in to visit him. It was refreshing to see him smile so freely. He really was happy doing this job, it just always seemed to nag at him, till he overflowed. Even the things you love can be stressful. Usually, he never got this bad, holding onto the stress and then letting it out on a song for something, but recently he hadn’t found time to work on his solos. Busy with schedules.

That’s probably the same reason Yoongi’s bday live didn’t last very long. Yoongi didn’t seem too happy to be leaving. But he had said that they had more filmings coming up, and to look forward to new works. How much work did he really have? I just couldn’t wait for him to get home. He could kick up his feet, enjoy some good alcohol and be the little spoon if he wanted.

Despite his wishes for me to do absolutely nothing for him. I had catered his favorite dinner to the house. A surprise for when he got home, I didn’t mind a late dinner. With his busy schedule he hadn’t found time to do more art. He enjoyed painting so I got him some art supplies for home. Tonight I knew he would just want to stay home and relax so I figured dinner from home and maybe a movie didn’t sound too bad. The boys had already greeted him separately from their busy schedules and now it was my turn. Waiting, waiting.

The day went by slowly. My worries were rapidly taking over my mind, however, I tried to assure myself that he was just busy. He’ll come home and the rest of the night will be okay.

Except he didn’t. It was nine and he wasn’t home. No answer to any of my calls or texts. I tried to not spam him too much, but knowing that he normally always answers, I was beginning to stress.

“I’m sorry for calling, I just am really worried about him.” I bite into the skin of my finger, tapping my foot on the floor. In front of me, the dinner sits. Cold now.

“No it’s okay, maybe he just fell asleep in the studio.” Namjoon hums through the other side of the phone. I let out a strained chuckle. That would be such a relief. Worked himself so hard he just took a nap. Namjoon is always the right person to call in these situations. He doesn’t sound as worried. He knows Yoongi a bit better than I. Maybe I should be less worried too. “Mhm, he’s not here. I’ll give him a call, but maybe he just left and is on his way home. Maybe his phone died.” Namjoon’s explanations were perfectly rational. But that didn’t change the fact that I was worried.

“Okay…” I tried to hide my tone, “I’ll let you know when he gets home.”

“Yup, and I’ll let you know if I hear from him before that.”

I sighed, “Thank you.” We said our goodbyes and hung up. Now all that was left to do was wait. But each moment was an itch in the back of my head. Something must have happened. Why else would he not respond? Why would he just disappear like that? What if there had been an accident? What if he got into an accident on the way home. There were so many possibilities. What if he got mugged. Oh god, I was starting to sound ridiculous. But maybe there had been a car accident… no.

Not allowing myself to continue thinking like that I packed up the food into containers. He can take it tomorrow for lunch. I’m not hungry anymore anyway. After I packed up the food I tidied up around the house, distracting myself with anything. The house was already clean but double-cleaning isn’t bad. He still wasn’t home after everything was cleaned up. I took to the couch, watching the door with a frown. No texts from him, and no texts from Joon.

Constant fidgeting. What was I supposed to do? Glancing at the phone, I see that it’s now ten pm. Something was not right. With nothing else to do. I called his number again.

It rang, no answer. It went to voicemail. “Yoongi where are you?” It was only the same exact thing I had been leaving in his messages before. It’s just that I knew he was having a rough time and I didn’t want to guilt-trip him. At this point though… “You’re worrying me and the others. Please just let us know you’re okay.”

I hung up, wondering if he was even receiving them. Damnit. I threw my phone over on the side, it was only making it worse. Maybe I could just go to sleep? But then if something was really wrong… What if I wasn’t there when he needed me? What if...

With the click of the door opening and closing slowly I flipped my head down the hall. I swallowed, stunned at the sight of Yoongi. Who else would it be?

He was hunched over, hood over his head. A shadowed form in the single yellow light of the hall. My body found itself immediately at his side, scanning over him for any sign of injuries. What had happened? Why was he gone so long? Except I didn’t really know how to start the conversation with him. He just stood there, dropping his bag off by the door, sliding off his shoes. Silent.

“Yoongi…” There was something. Something keeping him from talking to me. Something keeping me from really talking to him. It just felt wrong to ask. Because I already knew. Knew that he was struggling. I often tried to get him to open up to me. But he always did it in his own time. Over the course of our relationship, I had learned to let him come to me when he was ready.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled, and I barely heard him, his face hidden away under a cap.

I shook my head trying to lift his chin to me, but he didn’t budge. “Yoongi why didn’t you answer my calls?” I bit my lip, obviously, he didn’t want to talk that’s why.

“I’m sorry,” he said again, his voice trembling. “I…” his hands clenched at the zipper of his coat. My mind was spinning. I didn’t know what to say to him. I wanted to be careful. I didn’t know where to start.

“It’s okay…” I hummed, thinking. “What happened?”

He swallowed, still not looking up at me, head hanging low. His thumb traced over the corner of the zipper sow. No response. Okay. That’s okay. My hand reached, outstretched, and offered for him to take it.

His hand trembling, tentatively took hold of it. It was cold. It was cold outside after all. “Are you hurt?” Internally I rolled my eyes. Of course, he was hurt. Just wanted to make sure it wasn’t a physical injury. He shook his head. “Okay.” I smiled a little, squeezing his hand softly.

“Kei…” He sighed, unable to say anything more than my name.

Although he wasn’t giving me much to respond to I wanted to assure him that it would all be okay. That he would be okay. “It’s okay…” I repeated, pulling him by his hand into an embrace. He didn’t put up any fight, his weight falling over my shoulders as I pulled him close. “You can…” My sentence was immediately cut short by the muffled sound of his sobs into the fabric at my collarbone. My heart instantly broke. His soft sobs heightening to weeping, his arms squeezing me closer and closer. His fingers clung to my back, my shirt soon soaked.

I too held him closer, rubbing softly at his nape. He didn’t let up, it was likely that he needed it. It had been coming a long time. But I wish he knew that it was okay to have come to me before. I was always here for him, and so were the others.

Something had released in him, and even after the sobs turned into lone tears he hadn’t moved from my shoulder. And although my feet were beginning to ache from standing there for so long, I didn’t mind staying there for him.

“Kei I’m so sorry.” He eventually whispered, his breaths still evening out.

“Yoongi it’s okay.” I pressed against his cheek to lift his face up to where I could see. “What happened?” My eyes stayed softened, hoping that he knew I wasn’t mad. Why would I be? I was just worried. So I told him just that. “I was just worried about you, but you’re safe here.”

He sniffled, rubbing his fingers against his dampened eyes, lashes clinging together. “I just…” His face contorted once more and he shook his head. I remained, holding his hand and soothing the words out. “I had an awful day.” He shrugged, almost giving a halfhearted laugh. “I thought maybe because it was my birthday I could ignore the pent-up shit.” He shook his head clearing his throat.

I nodded to show I was listening. He continued, “I thought that vlive would help.” He frowned, “and it did, but I was so busy I couldn’t stay on long, and…” he was starting to ramble. “And then after work, I just wanted to think for a little bit I had my phone shut off and it only made it worse. And then I realized that you were waiting for me and I felt like such a dick.” For the first time that night, he made eye contact, tears dripping down his cheeks. “And I really was a dick.” He cried, pulling me back into his arms.

“Yoongi…” “I love you.” He squeezed tighter. “I’m sorry.”

“Yoongi babe, seriously I know.” I kissed his neck where I was able to reach. “You don’t have to apologize. I just want you to tell me these things before you disappear. Yeah?” He nodded. “I want you to be safe…” it sounded silly, after all, he wasn’t a child. But bad things can happen to anyone.

He hummed in response keeping me in his clutches, “Can we stay like this?” He asked quietly, and I nodded, taking a deep breath.

“You must be tired though Yoons,” I pushed him off softly, “Why don’t we go to bed?” He took a shaky breath and nodded in agreement. He slid his jacket off and set it aside. I wanted to ask him more questions but I didn't want to pry. But had he cried while he was driving? I hoped not, hoped he hadn’t been alone either.

We walked back together, me picking up my phone on the way back. I texted Joon, knowing that by now he’d probably be worried too. Yoongi looks around, “You didn’t do anything for me right?” He seemed to be more worried that he had missed it rather than him not wanting anything.

I shrugged, “Dinner, but you can have it tomorrow.” He frowned as we left the living room and into the bedroom. “Do you want to open your gift now?” I whisper, looking at the box wrapped up. There were oil paints and special brushes. I remembered he wanted to experiment with them.

“Mhm, yeah.” He sits on the edge of the bed, taking off his cap, hair falling over his forehead. His eyes were swollen, maybe I could get him a cold spoon.

He took the box gently, sliding the silver ribbon away, and picking up the lid. I couldn’t help but smile, as he looked down on the tubes.

His lip twitched, and he set the box to the side, holding out his hand to mine. He kept his eyes on the ground as he pulled me in by my hand, hugging me close all over again. “Thank you.”

I pet the top of his head, with a soft smile, “Do you like them?”

He shook his head into my neck. “Of course I do.” His breath was hot on my skin, and his body shook into another bout of tears. Pursing my lips, I leaned into him.

Lightly teasing, “Well who would have thought paint could move you to tears.” I kissed the top of his head, and he continued crying. I knew he didn’t let it all out by the door. I was stuck standing again, caressing his back, soothing him until he calmed once more.

“I love you.” He sighed, burying his face into his hands.

My fingers brushed his hair back. “I love you too.” I finally sat down next to him, both of us lying back onto the bed. My eyes found his and my thumb brushed his cheek. “You can tell me all about it.” I wipe away a stray tear, “Or not, whatever you feel comfortable.”

He let out a hum, pulling me into his chest, much warmer now after all the previous embraces. “Okay.”

Like this? This is a drabble from my A Year of Fics with Han series found here

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all-my-love-for-harry · 4 years

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Make the day better.

summary: Y/N's son turns five and Harry doesn't know what to give him.

word count: 2.5k

Based on these requests:

"could you do artemis first bday with harry or christmas??"

and

"Love your writing. I have a request please, celebrating a birthday, could be Y/N, Harry or Artemis birthday"

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"Can you do a blurb in the single mom series where Artemis is watching videos on YouTube but he sees harry in his 1d days and watches those vids and Artemis really likes and thinks one of the 1d boys are cool and stuff so harry does stuff to make Artemis happy, like maybe call that member or something? Sorry if it's trash I don't mind if you just throw it in the bin😂"

and

“I have an idea! For my shy little boy, could you do something about the moment that makes Harry realize he wants to keep y/n and Artemis forever and decides he’s going to marry her and hopefully adopt the little boy one day? Love your writing!!”

you can find more of my shy little boy here

a/n: saw these pictures and immediately thought about our little family. enjoy!

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

December, 2018.

Artemis has discovered something new.

He has discovered old videos from Harry from when he was in the band. At first, he was confused as to why Harry wasn’t alone in the videos he watched like in the ones he was used to see. So Artemis did what always did when he was confused: ask.

Conveniently, Harry was invited to dinner at their house, and the first thing Artemis did when he crossed the door, was tell him. “Harry, I saw you on the TV!”

“You did? Did I look good?” He asked cheekily, sitting next to him on the sofa.

“Watch!” He turned on the television and pointed to it.

Harry chuckled when he saw his young self in the Best Song Ever music video along with the rest of his former band mates. “That’s you!” He said excitedly, clapping with his small hands.

“Yeah, buddy. I was in a band before.” Harry was happy Artemis seemed interested.

“What’s his name?” He asked, pointing one of the guys.

“The blonde one?” Harry questioned, receiving a nod from the small boy beside him. “That’s Niall.”

“He’s so cool.” He commented, kicking his legs back and forth on the couch. “He does music like you?” He asked.

“Yes, he does, mate.”

“He’s my favorite.” He decided.

“Oi! I am supposed to be your favorite!” He pretended to be offended, taking him in his arms and tickling him and making him let out a belly laugh.

“Stop! Stop!” He said in between giggles. “Harry, I’m gonna pee!”

“Say I’m your favorite.”

“You’re… you are… I can’t talk!” He laughed again and Harry stopped but didn’t let him go. “You’re my favorite, Harry.”

Harry smiled, pleased with himself for getting the validation from an almost five year old. “Go wash up, it's almost dinner time." Artemis ran to the bathroom in the hallway as Harry walled towards the kitchen where Y/N was.

"I was a little behind but it's ready now."

"I'd help you, but you banned me from the kitchen the second i got in." The curly-haired man wrapped his hands from behind around Y/N's waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"It was because Artemis has been wanting to tell you he saw the band on the TV all afternoon." She giggled, putting the knife down and turning around to face him. "He asked why your hair looked weird."

"Wha'?" He asked, his accent getting noticeably thicker. "What was wrong with me hair?"

"He didn't like the long haired look." She passed a hand through his now much shorter curls.

"And apparently Niall's his favorite, can you believe?" Harry asked in a fake offended tone.

"Artemis likes blondes because he has blonde hair, kid's logic."

"Should i dye mine?" Harry's tone now was playful, grabbing a couple of his curls.

"Please, no."

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A week after dinner, Harry was scrolling down his phone desperately, trying to find the perfect gift for Artemis.

He had invited Harry to his birthday party, and although he was nervous to meet the rest of Y/N's relatives, he was more excited to spend this day with his girlfriend and her son. It would be the first time he was there to celebrate Artemis' birthday, so he wanted it to be perfect.

And a perfect day required the perfect gift.

He just didn't know what to buy. "Doesn't he like Legos? Buy him a set." Mitch said, trying to help. They were currently in a break from a writing session and almost everyone was out to get food.

"There isn't a set he doesn't have." Harry groaned, running out of options.

"What else does he like?"

"Books, robots, music..." He paused, suddenly getting an idea. "He likes music!"

"Buy him an instrument or something." Harry rolled his eyes, letting out a he's five to Mitch. "So?! Better start them young."

"Perhaps. But for now i think i have the perfect idea." Mitch looked confused, but Harry’s smile only grew bigger.

He wrapped up the session early and called a friend to see if they could catch up while having some drinks. His right leg shocked in anticipation, looking around trying to find that one familiar face he hasn’t seen in a while.

“Styles!” Harry smiled at that unmistakably Irish accent. “It’s been so long!” The pair hugged each other.

“Far too long. How have you been?” They took a seat on the table Harry was previously sitting on.

“Pretty great actually, tour ended a little while ago but stills feels very fresh.” He sighed. “What about you? Heard you’re dating someone.” Niall sent him a smirk, wiggling his eyebrows playfully.

Harry breathed a laugh, touching the bridge of his nose. “I am, met her at the beginning of the year. Her name is Y/N.”

“Look at you, you’re blushing!”

“Stop it!” Harry giggle, followed by Niall. “She has a kid, he’s great. They’re great.”

“I’m happy for you, H.” The blonde man gave him a genuine smile. “Is it serious?”

“Pretty much. So Artemis, Y/N’s son, is turning five next Saturday and I’ve been trying to get him the perfect gift.”

“Any luck so far?”

“Not really.” He shook his head. “That’s why I wanted to talk to you.”

“How can I help?” He readjusted himself on his seat.

“Well, I wanted to ask you a favor.” He paused. “The other day he found the band and said, for some reason, you were his favorite.”

“Ooh, and that how made you feel?” Niall teased him, knowing he didn’t like to be second in anything, especially talking about his girlfriend’s son.

“Delightful, next question.” He rolled his eyes playfully and Niall let out a big laugh.

“So want do you want me to do then?”

“Are you free next Saturday?”

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Niall's appearance was a surprise, even for Y/N. He'd arrive later than Harry, just in time to sing happy birthday to Artemis. In the meantime Harry had to make sure everything else was perfect.

He was in charge to pick the cake up from the shop before heading to Y/N's mums' house. He already knew Ally and Ella, and they seemed to really like him so he felt a little less nervous.

Y/N told him a bunch of her friends were gonna be there, including Adam and his family so that was also nice. Harry wasn't very familiar with all of her friends but from what she always tells him, they're good people who care for her and Artemis.

Harry didn't have a key or anything so he knocked the door with one hand while holding the cake with the other. Ella opened the door, grinning at him right away. "Harry! It's so good to see you, love."

"Likewise, Ella." The woman pinched Harry's cheeks before letting him in. "Where should I put this?"

"In the kitchen! There's kids running around and we don't want them to drop the cake."

He did what she said and walked towards the kitchen, finding Ally decorating some cupcakes. "What do you think?" She took one out of the plate and showed it to him.

"Looks great. You've been practicing with the fondant." The cupcakes had a little whale on top of them, made with blue fondant.

"I made turtles, whales, crabs... Oh! Look at this little octopus!" Ally was so excited every single decoration turned out perfect, as her designated was getting the pastries done. "Y/N's changing Artemis's clothes in the guest room if you want to go upstairs with them."

He nodded, heading out of the kitchen and taking a quick look to the backyard. There were some people sitting on tables and a couple of children running around, but no one he knew so he listened to Ally and went up to look for his loves.

He knocked the door and heard Y/N say 'come in!' so that's what he did. "Harry!" Artemis exclaimed, trying to run towards him but Y/N stopped him.

"Stay still, baby. I'm trying to tie your shoes." She was knelt down in front of him, putting his shoes on. “Hi, honey.” She looked up at Harry as he bent down to give her a little peck on her lips.

“How’s the birthday boy?” Harry sat next to him on the bed and wrapped his arms around him gently.

“Did you see everyone, Harry? They’re here for me!” He said excitedly. He might be say, but he sure as hell likes the attention of his loved ones.

Harry chuckled, messing up his hair a little. “Happy birthday, mate. Couldn’t wait until it was time to open the rest of the presents, so here’s mine.” He handed him a small box wrapped nicely with a bow on the top.

Artemis took it excitedly and was about to tear the wrapping paper apart but Y/N took his hand gently. “What do we say to Harry, darling?”

“Thank you, Harry!” Artemis threw himself at the older man. “Can I open it?”

“Of course, it’s yours.” Artemis offered him a toothy smile, opening the box. Inside there was a package of professional colors, there was one in every shade. “I know how much you like your color books, and these are the best colors ever.”

“Wow, thank you, Harry. I love them.” The small boy hugged him one more time. “Look, mummy!”

“I see, they’re so pretty.”

Artemis hugged Harry once more before hopping off the bed. “Can I go with nana Ally now?”

“Yes, but leave your gift here, okay?” He nodded before handing his mum the box and running out of the room and off to find his nana. “Did you seriously buy professional colors to a five year old?” She asked with a smile, shaking her head in disbelief.

“What? He loves to paint.”

“Thank you.” Y/N said, kissing Harry’s cheek. “It was very sweet of you.”

Harry gave her a dimpled smile. “You look stunning, love.” Y/N was wearing a long, white summer dress with little sunflowers on it, paired with some heels.

“So do you.” She gave him another kiss. “Let’s go, I’ll introduce you to everyone.”

Going around greeting everyone, Harry had a hold on his phone all the time making sure Niall had the right address to get there in time. Y/N’s mums made a perfect job decorating the backyard, there were balloons everywhere and the tables had different marine animals on the center.

Artemis loved the ocean a lot, considering he lived in London and there wasn’t many beaches to go, he liked watching pictures and documentaries of it. So Y/N thought that instead of taking him to the ocean, she brought the ocean to him.

“Harry, sweetie, would you take the cake out of the fridge and bring it to the table?”

He nodded and went inside again. At the same time he was crossing the door, someone rang the doorbell so Harry went straight to open it, eager for Niall to arrive. “Didn’t want to show up empty handed so I bought the lad a little something. It’s a train set.” Niall said as soon as Harry opened the door.

“I’m glad you made it, mate.” They hugged and Harry closed the door behind them. “We’re about to cut the cake, he’ll be so happy to meet you.”

Harry was so excited for this surprise, ever since Artemis ‘discovered’ his band, he’s been obsessed with Niall so the curly-haired man couldn’t wait to see the look in Artemis’ face when he sees the blonde man walking into his party. He grabbed the cake before leading Niall outside where everyone was.

Y/N was the first one to notice the new man walking in, and her eyes grew wider when she recognized him. She walked towards them with a confused smile on her face. “Harry?”

“You must be Y/N.” The Irish man said with a grin. “Hope it’s okay that I’m here.”

“Uh, yeah. It’s great. Nice to meet you.” She offered him her hand for him to shake.

“I brought Niall to surprise Artemis.” Harry said proudly.

“Oh my, he’s going to be so happy, let me bring him over here.” Y/N went off to find her son. She’d never expect Harry to actually bring Niall for Artemis but it was a very sweet, thoughtful thing. “Honey, come here. There’s someone who wants to meet you.”

The five year old stopped running and walked towards his mum to take her hand and let her lead him to where Niall and Harry were. When he spotted Niall, he got all shy and hid behind her legs, like he always did when he got nervous.

Niall noticed it and crunched down to his eye level. “Hi, bud. A little bird told me you liked my music.” Artemis looked at him with big doe eyes, curious to know what was in the box Niall was holding. “Happy birthday, mate.” He handed him the gift and Artemis shyly took it from him.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Oh my god, he’s adorable.” Niall said, looking up to Y/N and Harry. “Call me Niall, okay? It’s nice to meet you, buddy.”

Artemis finally smiled at him, letting go of the hold he had on his mum’s dress. He came closer to Niall and started talking, Y/N and Harry looked at each other as she took one of his hands in hers to intertwine their fingers.

It was time to cute the cake and Artemis was stood on a chair behind it with Y/N by his side and everyone around him. She motioned Harry to come stand with them and he gladly did so. They sang happy birthday to Artemis and the boy had a big, toothy smile on his face the whole time.

Eventually the guests started to leave, but Artemis didn’t let Niall go before giving him a big, tight hug before making him promise they’d see each other again. Just before all the guests left, Artemis fell asleep and Harry had to take him upstairs to the room Y/N’s mums had for him. When he came down again, everyone was gone and his girlfriend was just finishing picking up some things outside so he went out to help her.

“Did you see how happy he was the whole day?” She said.

“Yeah, he enjoyed it.”

“It was really thoughtful of you to bring Niall, you know?” Y/N walked towards him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “He was very excited for it.”

“It was my pleasure, love to see him smile.”

“Thank you.” She told him, cupping his face with her hands.

“For what?”

“Today was good, but you definitely made it better. So thank you.”

Harry smiled happily before leaning down to capture her lips on a sweet kiss, making her smile against his lips. It was good to finally feel he belonged somewhere, and slowly started to feel they were becoming his own family. He’d never deny the way his heart skipped a beat every time Artemis laughed, or when Y/N smiled. Harry found himself wanting to be forever there for the two of them, for every single birthday, anniversary, everything.

He was in love not only with Y/N but with Artemis too, and he knew that feeling was never gonna go away.

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indiemovies · 3 years

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hahaha my 2 girlfriends took me out to dinner for my bday<3 they’re so crazy love them (if it looks like two different times of day that’s just because one side of the restaurant is brighter than the other 😁). and yes they smoke weed

#thank u fox for making my real photos into an even more real photo

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hypmicdaydreams · 3 years

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I'm so happy to know that you opened request box again! I really love your writings, it never fail to light up my mood in the end of my day💓 reading all of your writes is one of my therapy(?) ahaha I enjoyed all of them💗 I hope you always have a nice week dear ^^

Anyway since my man having his bday recently, can I get Hitoya and his fem! s/o with "in the vehicle" and "celebration"?? I wonder if you can make it with his harley davidson??

Ps. I'm the one who req about Hitoya last time if you remember ehehe

You're always so sweet each and every time anon gahh 💕 I'm really happy to hear that my writing has such an impact on you! It makes my heart skip a beat ngl haha. But anyway, this was a really cute prompt, so thank you so much for requesting it! Hope you enjoy 💕

"𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝘃𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶��𝗻" with hitoya

-pairing: hitoya amaguni x f!reader

-genre: fluff

-summary: hitoya really didn’t want anything for his birthday, absolutely nothing, and he made that quite clear. unfortunately, it fell on deaf ears

-word count: 1.0k

“you didn’t have to do anything for my birthday.” you rolled your eyes at your boyfriend’s words, uncertain as to why he was even so hesitant on celebrating this special day so much. it’s not like you guys even celebrated special occasions that much, at least not to such a grand extent. having some fun once in a while wouldn’t hurt, so you took it upon yourself to plan many surprises for hitoya’s birthday.

“yeah, but i wanted to. it’s just for one day.” hitoya sighed at your response, knowing that you were much too stubborn to be convinced otherwise. no matter how much he told you that he absolutely didn’t want anything special for his birthday, not even so much so as a single piece of cake, it never seemed to get through to you. or rather, you always nodded and went along with what he said, assuring him that there would be absolutely no surprises today. so much for how that turned out. now that he looked back at it, hitoya should’ve known that you were plotting something. there was no way you’d give in that easily.

the two of you were currently sitting atop one of the largest hills in the city, high enough that you were able to see a good part of the city from the view alone. you had actually directed hitoya here from the backseat of his motorcycle, wanting to surprise him once more towards the end of the day. the view really was spectacular, especially when the sun began to set. it was like a scene no other, and you usually came up here when you wanted some alone time, so you figured that hitoya would enjoy a spot like this as well.

“you’re so stubborn,” he muttered, leaning against his motorcycle. to him, his birthday was nothing more than just another ordinary day. everything was still the same: wake up, eat breakfast, go to the firm, work on cases, then come home and pretty much knock out or have a drink. the routine didn’t change simply because he had just so happened to be born on this particular day all these years ago. plus, there didn’t seem to be any reason to celebrate his birthday anyway. if he wanted to ‘celebrate,’ the most hitoya would do was pour himself a glass of whiskey really and wind up on the couch.

“c’mon, i know you had fun today,” you gave him a cheeky grin, “you can’t hide that from me. i saw you smile during dinner.”

that was true. despite how much he protested against any sort of birthday celebration, hitoya still had a fun day out with you, finding himself looking forward to any of the surprises you had planned. sure he may have already expected you to cook his favorites for dinner or taking him out around the city, really just spending time together wherever the two of you land. but he absolutely didn’t mind this slow pace. honestly, anytime spent together with his girlfriend was well worth it in hitoya’s mind.

“that was only because you were making a fool out of yourself,” he responded, though you definitely didn’t miss that smirk that came after. still, you found yourself getting flustered.

“listen, i accidentally spilled water on myself.” geez, the memory from a few hours ago flashed through your mind, embarrassed each time you thought of the fact that your bra was visible from underneath your white blouse. why did you even think that it was a good idea to wear white or such a form-fitting blouse at that? at least hitoya seemed to be enjoying himself, at the expense of your dignity it seemed like however. “accidents happen ya know.” you couldn’t bring yourself to look him in the eyes, especially not when he chuckled like that. you were the one that was supposed to fluster him with your surprises, not the other way around.

“well, should we head on home?” he asked, passing you your helmet as he hopped back on his motorcycle. the sun had set by now, and both the stars and insects were starting to make an appearance. that was one thing about having a birthday in the midst of summer: the bugs and heat were brutal, and hitoya would rather not be outside for much longer if it meant the former. “we should go before we get any insect bites.”

“wait, i have one more surprise for you.” once again, you rolled your eyes as you saw your boyfriend sigh. he seemed to be getting quite tired from all your surprises, but you knew that he was sure to like this one.

“babe, i told you. i don’t need more surprises-”

“no no, i swear you’ll like this one. i got it right here. close your eyes.” you hopped on to the backseat of his bike and wrapped your arms around his waist, waiting for him to close his eyes. sure he may have flustered you a few moments ago, but you were going to get him back.

he reluctantly obliged, taking off his helmet and closing his eyes. hitoya hadn’t the slightest clue as to what more his girlfriend could possibly have in store for him. it seemed like you had simply run out of options of what to surprise him with.

but it never really did cross his mind that you’d kiss him out of the blue. it was very much welcome, however, as he grinned against your lips and kissed back. it was quite the soft and slow kiss, but hitoya didn’t mind at all. he loved each and every kiss you ever gave him, no matter how short or soft. now this was a surprise he could get behind.

“happy birthday babe.” hitoya couldn’t help but feel his heart melt at your words and smile, feeling a grin come on as well.

maybe he should look forward to his birthdays much more often from now on.

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