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witchwyfe · 1 year
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Can I request "places to kiss: hip" and rooster please!!
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prompt - places to kiss: hip
pairing - bradley 'rooster' bradshaw x female reader
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“No, don’t get up yet.”
You roll your eyes in amusement, propping your chin on your boyfriend’s stomach. Somehow, you’ve ended up lower than him on the mattress, and instead of dragging yourself up, you made yourself comfortable on his tummy. His hand threads through your hair, a groan passing through his lips.
“Bradley, I gotta pee.” You chuckle. “Two minutes and I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t leave me!” He whines, exaggeratedly, scrunching his eyes shut.
“Is this what you’re like on days off?” You wonder teasingly, running your hand along his happy trail. “All clingy and whiny?”
He doesn’t even answer, leveling a glare at you before letting his head flop back against his pillow. “Just hurry please.”
You press your lips to the exposed skin of his hipbone for a quick peck, before patting his stomach and pushing yourself off the bed.
True to your word, you’re back in less than two minutes, and the second you’re close enough, Bradley is tugging you back into bed, flush against him.
“To answer your question,” He murmurs, lips at your temple. “I’m not like this on days off. Just whenever I’m around you.”
“Sap,” You tease, giggling when his fingertips sweep over your ribs.
“Yeah baby, because of you.” He whispers. “You think I’m gonna have you in my bed with me, all snuggled up, and not be sappy?”
“Shut up,” You giggle again, a fond heat rising on your cheeks as you press your lips to his.
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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[ pda ] to dote on them publically + Bradley bradshaw please!!
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prompt - [pda] to dote on them publicly
pairing - bradley 'rooster' bradshaw x female reader
cw - mentions of food
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Bradley is always extra affectionate when he comes home from deployments. He’s already an affectionate guy, and that coupled with him being gone for a few months makes him glued to your side pretty much 24/7 if he can get away with it.
And now you’re at the grocery store, and he’s literally wrapped around you, arms around your waist and chin on your shoulder. He’s already stepped on the back of your shoes a few times, by accident, and murmured quiet apologies into your skin.
“Aw look baby, your favorite cereal.” You say, patting his arm. “I haven’t had this in the house for a few months."
“Hmm, that’s because you don’t like it.” He squeezes your waist teasingly. You grab three boxes and set them in the cart before moving to the next aisle.
“Hand me the list babe, will you?”
He begrudgingly reaches into his jean pocket for the crumpled square of paper and reads you the next couple of items.
“I bet you’re happy, huh bubs? You haven’t had decent food in a while.” You smile thinking about the complaints you received via email, along with the love notes.
He nods in agreement, squeezing you once again. “Just happy to be back with you honey.”
“You’re such a sap.” You chuckle.
You stop the cart again in another aisle and turn in Bradley’s grasp. “Can you run and get the milk? I’m gonna grab stuff from this section.”
He nods, slipping his hands up to cup your face. “Missed you so much baby,” He coos, pressing his lips to your forehead, then nose, then lips.
“I missed you too honey,” You smile. “I wanna finish up to we can go home and cuddle.”
“Yes ma’am.” He drawls with a smile.
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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— forehead for places to kiss and hangman please!
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prompt - places to kiss: forehead
pairing - jake 'hangman' seresin x female reader
cw - mentions of being sick and having a fever
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You felt it before anything else. 
Jake always runs warm, which was one of the reasons you always sleep so close to him, arms usually latched around his waist. But this morning, he was more than warm, he was hot, the heat radiating off his body and you could feel it without even touching him.
A quick twist of your head allows you to check the clock, and you realize it’s five minutes until Jake’s alarm goes off. It’s barely six am, and if you’re right—which you think you are—your boyfriend is sick and will not be leaving today if you have anything to say about it. 
You turn the alarm off before the beeping will go off. Jake’s arms are entwined around your waist, and you kick the heavy comforter off to bring some cool air to your body. He whines in his sleep, pulling you even closer—which you didn’t even think was possible at this point. 
You reach up to run your hand through his sleep-mussed locks, frowning when sweat sticks to your fingers. Your nails scrape lightly against his scalp, eliciting another whine from your sleeping bed partner.
“Jake?” You murmur softly, using your free hand to shake his shoulder.
He sits up abruptly and you have to bite back a laugh. His hair is mussed up, laying in every direction, eyes bleary and blinking quickly.
“Morning handsome.” You grin. 
“Did m’alarm go off?” He wonders groggily, looking like he could use another day’s worth of sleep. 
“No baby,” You coo. “You’re burning up, I had to wake you.”
He immediately shakes his head. “I’m fine, just need to sleep a little longer.”
“Jacob.” You give him a look that has him ducking his head bashfully.
“Don’t give me that shit. You’re sick and that’s okay.” You smile, reaching up to run a hand through his hair again. “Now, you’re going to go take a cold shower, then you’re going to call whoever it is you report to and tell them you won’t be coming in today.”
“Yes ma’am.” 
“Good boy.” You give his locks a light tug. “I’ll even start the water for you. Then we can get you back in the nice warm bed.”
And soon enough, just like you said, he’s cuddled up in bed, face buried in your neck. You’d pumped him with medication and breakfast before you finally let him lay down.
“Thanks for taking such good care of me darlin’,” He murmurs against your clavicle. 
“Anytime sweet boy.” You whisper, running your hand down his back. You gently nudge his chin up so you can see his face, pressing your lips to his forehead.
“Good, you’re already feeling a little cooler. Go to sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up.”
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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hugging them from behind and jake! any way you could do more college jake (i loved your last oneshot) if not totally fine ily!!!
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prompt - "hugging them from behind"
pairing - college jake 'hangman' seresin x female reader
cw - mentions of alcohol and drinking, mention of food
a/n - thank you bestie! hope you like this<3
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“No, I don’t know when he’s getting here, probably soon.” You slur, leaning into your friend.
“Who’s getting here?” Another girl calls, frowning down at her empty cup.
“Jake!” You say, rolling your eyes. “I just said that.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear it!”
You pat her softly on the head. “Let’s get another drink.”
“That’s such a good idea.” She nods.
“Maybe not.” Your one friend who’s still sober stops you. “C’mere babe, let’s wait for Jake, okay? He can get another drink for you.” She says, knowing full and well as soon as he sees you, he’ll be serving you nothing but water.
“Ugh, when is he getting here? I miss him.” You pout, resting your chin in your hand.
“When’s who gettin’ here darlin’?” You hear in your ear, feeling a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
“Jakey!” You croon, squealing excitedly. You turn in his embrace as quickly as you can, slinging your arms around his neck and pulling him closer.
“Hey baby.” He smiles, moving a piece of hair behind your ear. He decides not to comment on the liquor cloaking your breath, but he winces slightly, not that you notice.
“I missed you,” You whine, burying your face in the crook of his neck. “You were at your study group forever!” You exaggerate.
“I’m sorry baby,” He soothes. “I missed you too.”
“S’okay.” You smile. “You’re here now! Let’s go get a drink!”
“Oh, sweet girl, I think you’ve had enough for tonight.”
“Booo!” You call. “You’re no fun Jacob.”
“I know, I know.” He acquiesces, a fond smile dancing on his lips. “Why don’t we go home and watch a movie, hmm?”
You nod firmly, grabbing his hand. “You gotta get me pizza on the way back though.”
“Course, babe.”
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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reassuring them when they’re anxious and any character you want! ily
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prompt - "reassuring them when they're anxious"
pairing - bradley 'rooster' bradshaw x female reader
cw - mentions/descriptions of anxiety
a/n - ily nonnie! thank you for requesting!! i chose bradley for this, i hope you enjoy!
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Bradley knows.
He knows before you even start to make comments about work being a pain or being more tired than usual.
He’s so attuned to your habits and mannerisms he can tell when you’re tired and close to burn out.
He’s thankful for the weekend and the early finish on this Friday, so that he gets home before you. While you and he usually trade off chores around the house, he takes care of all your tasks so that you can come home and relax.
And when you do arrive home, much later than usual, he’s on the couch, perked up when he realizes you’re back.
“It’s Friday, right?” You wonder from the front door, slipping out of our heels and tossing your purse aside.
“Yeah, baby, it’s Friday.” He says, brows furrowing.
You wobble into the living room, stopping to rub at each foot.
“You tired honey?” He wonders gently. “You had a long day.”
You nod, feeling anxiety bubble in your chest. Your throat feels tight. Although its Friday, all you can think about is all the work you have waiting for you when you get back to your desk on Monday.
He pulls you into his chest where you rest your cheek, attempting to ground yourself with the soft feeling of his shirt and the familiar scent of his cologne.
“How was your day?” You murmur into his chest. He feels your words reverberate into his skin, and he sweeps his hand down the back of your head.
“It was fine baby.” He presses a kiss to the top of your head. “I’m not worried about it right now, would rather focus on you.”
You pull away with a frown. “I’m fine Bradley.”
He nods, although he doesn’t agree. “Laid out my t-shirt and your sweats on the bed. They’re nice and clean if you wanna go change into them, sweet girl.”
You lower lip trembles but you press your teeth into it to stop it. “Thank you.” You croak.
You’re fully crying when you come out, tears spilling onto his faded Navy shirt.
“What happened sweetheart?” He rushes to you, hands cupping your cheeks.
“Nothing, I just,” You suck in a shaky breath. “I’m so anxious about the project at work and I come home and you’re just being so sweet to me. Feel like I don’t deserve it.”
“Hey,” he says seriously, taking your chin gently between his index finger and thumb. “You always deserve to be treated well, honey, and if I’m not always being sweet to you, you can slap me upside the head.”
His attempt of humor elicits a giggle from you, and he smiles. He means what he said though.
“I ordered us dinner from your favorite place.” He starts. “I got your show queued up, so all you need to do is sit down and relax. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?”
You nod, climbing into his lap after he sits on the couch. You press your ear to his chest, the steady beating of his heart calming you even further. When Bradley notices you trying to even your breaths, he mutes the television, and uses one of his hands to gently press to your ear.
“Breathe with me, honey.” He instructs, taking slow and exaggerated breaths. After a few quiet moments, your breathing has evened out and you look up at him with a small smile.
“Thank you, Bradley.” You look into his warm eyes. “I love you, a lot.” You whisper, words dripping in sincerity.
“I love you too sweetheart.”
You nuzzle back into his chest, exhaustion suddenly overtaking you.
“My smart girl, I’m so proud of you.” You hear him say before you comfortably doze off.
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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Hi Lola! happy Valentine's day! could I please request places to kiss: scalp with hangman ? thank you lots!
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prompt - places to kiss: scalp
pairing - jake 'hangman' seresin x female reader
a/n - thanks for requesting bby!
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The shower is a touch too hot, but you don’t move, letting the spray scald your shoulders, as you stand right in the line of fire. You’re too tired to care, too wrapped in a fuzzy lightness that comes from Jake’s hands in your hair.
“Feel good baby?” He wonders, softly breaking the silence that had sat comfortably between you two.
“Uh-huh,” You affirm nodding softly. “Thank you.”
“Long day, huh honey?” He coos, digging his nails just a tad deeper, eliciting a content sigh from you.
You nod again, leaning forward to rest your forehead against his collarbone. He hums a song underneath his breath, too quiet under the sound of the water for you to identify, but you feel it reverberating against you.
His hands travel down to your neck and work between there, and the base of your skull and you moan softly, hands squeezing at Jake’s hips in thanks.
Before too long, you can feel yourself dozing off to sleep, while standing—well, more like leaning against Jake. He smoothes down your wet hair and presses a kiss to your scalp.
“C’mon sweet girl, let’s get out so we can get you to bed.” He says gently. “My fingers are startin’ to prune up.”
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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♡ [ unwind ] to chill out with them at the end of the day, in one another’s company and Rafe please!!!!!
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prompt - [unwind] to chill out with them at the end of the day, in one another's company
pairing - (non canon) rafe cameron x female reader
cw - mentions of food, mentions of alcohol
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You’re already on the couch when Rafe gets home, still in your heels and work clothes. He looks about as exhausted as you feel, but he brightens when he sees you, blue eyes sparkling with fondness.
“Hey sweetheart.” He drawls, setting his backpack on the ground and dropping his keys in a bowl on the table. “God, it’s so good to see you. You look gorgeous.”
You scoff playfully, holding your arms out for a hug. “You saw me this morning.”
“That was so long ago.” He complains, plopping down on the couch next to you and wrapping you into his arms. The two of you just sit for a while, reveling in each other’s company, your cheek nuzzled against his shoulder, and his chin on the top of your head. He smells good, like soap and cologne and you relax against him, all the tension from the day melting away.
You’re more than halfway asleep when he clears his throat, as if to wake himself up too. “Should we make dinner?”
You groan against his button-down, shaking your head.
“Should we order dinner?” He wonders with a grin.
“That’s more like it.” You pull away with a smile, leaning forward to smack a kiss to his mouth. “Pizza?”
“Hmm.” He hums in agreement. “I’ll order it.”
“Love you.” You murmur, standing up to go change.
“Love you.” He parrots, reaching for his phone.
And moments later you come back, clad in sweats and his t-shirt, tossing a pair of sweatpants for him onto the sofa as you pad into the kitchen, and pull out two beers from the fridge.
You go to sit down next to him, but he pulls you into his lap instead. “Thank you, baby.” He murmurs against your temple, taking the beer you offer him.
You hum happily against his neck, happy to just sit with him.
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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I am requesting Steve harringon and ♡ [ dolled up ] to get them dressed up for a date if that's okay
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prompt - [dolled up] to get them dressed up for a date
pairing - steve harrington x female reader
a/n - thank you for requesting bestie! i hope you like it!
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Steve can’t for the life of him, get his tie knotted. He’s done it before for different basketball banquets and dances, but now he’s so nervous he’s shaking, and his trembling appendages aren’t currently competent enough to tie the knot on his tie.
Steve thought it was adorable that you were so excited for date night. It was your turn to plan, and you still hadn’t told him where the two of you were going, just that he needed to dress up.
You have never seen Steve in anything nicer than jeans. And that’s part of the reason that you’d planned a fancy date. That and the fact that you wanted to get out of Hawkins for the evening, so a trip to a restaurant in the city is what you decided.
You’re applying the finish touch to your lipstick when there’s a knock at your front door. You smile and look down at your watch, Steve is ten minutes early to the time you’d instructed him to pick you up.
You wolf-whistle when you open your front door, reveling in the heat that rises on Steve’s cheeks.
“Hey handsome.” You croon, leaning against the door frame. “Did you fall from Heaven? Because you have the face of an angel?” You can barely get through the pick-up line without giggling, but Steve looks at you endearingly.
“Pretty sure that’s my line.”
You smile at him. “You’re early.”
“About that.” He scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. “I’m sure you noticed that my tie isn’t done.”
“I did.” You nod. “I figured that was for my benefit. You know I like my men disheveled.”
He snorts out a laugh, a fond smile tugging at his lips. “Sweetheart, I can’t get it.”
You laugh, shoving his chest. “Shut up.”
“No baby, I’m serious.” He ducks his head. “I’ve tied my tie hundreds of times, but I was so nervous and excited to see you, my hands wouldn’t stop shaking.”
“Oh my god,” You gasp softly. “You’re adorable.”
He blushes again, deep red dusting his cheeks. “D’ya think you could help me out?”
“As much as I like the look you’ve got goin’ on, I don’t think the restaurant will let us in if it isn’t tied.” You sigh. “C’mere handsome, I got you.”
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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nose for places to kiss with Steve! if that's okay! thank you!
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prompt - places to kiss: nose
pairing - steve harrington x female reader
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“Noo.” You whine softly, dramatically, when you wake to Steve standing over you, his Family Video vest slung over his broad shoulders. “Don’t tell me you’re leaving.”
“’ M afraid so baby.” He frowns, crouching down to be at eye level. “My shift starts at 9.” You fight the urge to thread your fingers through his hair, but stop yourself once you realize he's already styled it for the day. He looks so pretty, especially with the golden light filtering through his curtains and the last thing you want him to do is to leave.
You whine, reaching out for him. He obliges you, leaning over your form and hugging you.
“Stay in bed sweetheart, go back to sleep.” He says, lips at your forehead.
“Not the same without you.” You pout. “S’cold.”
“I know, sweet girl.” He runs his thumb over the apple of your cheek. “I’ll be back later, and we can nap if you want?” He offers sweetly.
“Yeah,” You smile softly. “I won’t get off work till after you, but I wanna nap when I get back. Will you wait for me?”
“Always, sweetheart.” He promises with a soft kiss on your nose. "We'll take a nap then I'll make you dinner, and I'll bring us back a movie to watch. How's that sound?"
"Perfect." You hum happily. "Bye Stevie."
"Goodbye, gorgeous."
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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May I request sitting with them in silence just for company and rooster??? thank you bestie girl
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prompt - 'sitting with them in silence just for company'
pairing - bradley 'rooster' bradshaw x female reader
a/n - thank YOU for requesting bestie!
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“I’m not really sure what I can do to help,” You start, voice wobbling just slightly. Your boyfriend came home from work with in a sour mood, not mentioning more than the fact he got into a fight with someone on his squad—Hangman? You think it is—and he brought Goose into it and now he’s in a bad mood. “but just let me know what you need, okay?”
He nods once, slumped against the bathroom wall, still in his flight suit. He’d come in originally wanting a shower, but then decided against it, in favor of moping against the wall.
He gently grabs your wrist right as you’re making to leave, looking up at you with warm eyes.
“Will you stay?” He croaks, voice raspy.
“Yeah, ‘course I will honey.” You slide down next to him, leaving a few feet between the two of you, just so he can have some space.
Silence blankets the small room, and you look up at one point to find Bradley’s gaze on his knees, that are pulled against his chest.
He reaches for your hand wordlessly, and you slide your palm to his easily, the small gesture bringing him more comfort than you even realize.
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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places to kiss: knuckles and rafe if you don't mind!
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prompt - places to kiss: knuckles
pairing - (non canon) rafe cameron x female reader
cw - mentions of alcohol, like one curse
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“I know this is like really boring and elitist and stupid,” Rafe sighs in one breath, earning a laugh from you. “But thank you for being here with me.”
You lean over to rest your head on his shoulder, his chin nuzzling the top of your head. “’Course baby, I like being here with you.”
He kisses the top of your head, trying to hide his giddy smile, but you feel the curve of his lips against your scalp. His hand is warm at your lower back, heat radiating through the thin fabric of your dress. The two of you listen to Ward blabber on about something or other, neither of you are really listening.
Eventually you stand, setting your shoulder on Rafe’s shoulder. “I’m going to get another drink. Do you want anything?”
He’s quick to shoot to his feet, hand finding your elbow comfortingly. “Let me get it, sweetheart.”
You shake your head. “I’m not sure what I want yet.”
“Then I’ll come with you.” He offers. You thread your arm with his, leading him towards the bar. Rafe looks surprised when you order your drink immediately without thinking about it.
“He’ll take a Mai Tai.” You tell the bartender with a kind smile, slipping some money across the bar as a tip.
You take a sip of the champagne you ordered and give him a wink.
“Thought you didn’t know what you wanted.”
“I did.” You smirk. “I wanted to get us away from that table. You looked miserable baby.”
He chuckles, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I love you; you know that?”
“Yeah, I know.” You smile, leaning your head against his mouth so he can press another kiss to it. “I love you too.”
Once the two of you finish your drinks, you take his hand in yours, pulling it up so you can press your lips to his knuckles.
“Wanna dance?”
“Hell yes, I do.”
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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patching them up and steve please! thank you Lo!! (is it okay if i call you that?) <3
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prompt - patching them up
pairing - steve harrington x female reader
a/n - nonnie you are so sweet, yes you can call me that! ty for the request<3
cw - mentions of a black eye
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“Think I would prefer you doing like upside down stuff, rather than babysitting.” You joke, wincing when Steve tries to crack his eye open.
“I’m never going on Dustin’s trampoline again.” He groans. You nod sympathetically, knowing that he will the second one of the kids asks him too. And that’s how he got hurt in the first place.
Dustin, and the other three boys had called Steve and begged him to come over and jump on the trampoline with him. Not even two minutes after Steve had slipped his shoes off, Mike slipped mid-jump and kneed Steve in the eye.
He groans again, leaning forward to press his face into your stomach.
“I know baby,” You coo, running a hand through his hair. “Move your head back so I can finish up, okay?”
“Kay,” He mumbles, lips pushed into a pout. You slather some cream on the skin around his eye, before turning towards the freezer and grabbing one of the countless ice packs stored in there.
You wrap the pack in a clean dish towel and hand it to Steve. He whines and looks up at you with pitiful puppy eyes. He’s not one to even ask you for things, so you know he must really be in pain when he asks you to hold the ice pack to his eye.
He settles you across his thighs, sitting comfortably in his lap while you gently hold the ice pack to his bruising eye. His hand on your back is warm and gentle, despite him being the one who probably needs comfort.
“Thank you for taking care of me.” He whispers sweetly, now tracing hearts with his finger on your back.
“You don’t have to thank me.” You smile softly. “You just gotta stop hurting yourself, honey. I’m gonna wrap you in bubble wrap next time the kids ask you to hang out.”
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witchwyfe · 1 year
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Hey!!! I hope you are doing well!! Happy Almost Valentine’s day!! Could I get “could you have found a bigger teddy bear?!” and "forehead kisses" with Topper, please? You write him so well!! Thank you!! 💞
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prompt - "could you have found a bigger teddy bear?" + forehead kisses
pairing - topper thornton x female reader
a/n - no stop bc i was literally hoping someone would request topper with the teddy bear thing bc it's so him :') thank u my luv
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“Oh, my god.” You shake your head in disbelief when Topper pulls up in front of your house.
He’s beaming, rolling the window of the Jeep down to greet you with a kiss. His lips are soft against yours and you’re just starting to taste his strawberry chapstick when he pulls away with a grin.
“Hi Dovey.” He can’t seem to break his smile. “You ready to go?”
“Hm, yes.” You grin. “I wanna see where you’re taking me.”
“Bout another hour and you will.”
Topper Thornton is a romantic through and through. And he won’t deny it. And a gentleman. So, you’re surprised when he doesn’t jump out to open the door for you, like he literally always does. You’re not upset, just surprised.
And when you open the door, you realize why he wanted you to do it yourself; a massive teddy bear sits in the passenger seat, complete with a red bow around its neck.
“Oh my god,” You exclaim, feigning exasperation.
“Sorry baby, looks like there’s no room, you’re gonna have to sit in the back.”
“Top,” You pout cutely. “You didn’t have to. I, wow, could you have found a bigger teddy bear?”
“I did, but it wouldn’t fit in the car.”
You throw your head back, laughing, while your boyfriend quickly hops out of the car, relocating the teddy bear to the backseat, and shutting the door, just so he can open it again for you.
“You’re ridiculous.” You say, despite the smile you can’t keep off your face. “I love you.”
“You’re beautiful.” He presses his lips to your forehead. “I love you too.”
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