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#i'm so sleepy and i just want to nap all day 😭

wheeboo · 7 months

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catnaps (with you) | jeon wonwoo

SYNOPSIS. in which you revisit the cat shelter with wonwoo during autumn break. PAIRING. jeon wonwoo x gn!reader (ft. best friend!wen junhui) GENRE. fluff, hurt/comfort, humour? idk i'm unfunny, established relationship, slice of life, college au WARNINGS. kissing (reader has their first kiss 🤭), reader is shorter than wonwoo, cursing, terms of endearment, reader has some insecurity issues n overthinks, reader's parents puts academic pressure on them, a lil allusion to sex but it's cuz jun can't word things properly n reader assumes he's talking abt it 😭, reader is just oblivious to wonwoo being hella whipped for them, this is hella self-indulgent kflgfgsdf WORD COUNT. 10.1k

notes: no one asked for this, and i couldn't help it. enjoy this glimpse into our fav introverted couple whom i missed so much 💘 this could prob be read as separate but i recommend reading the first part for any scenes regarding the cat shelter :) ty to my moot group (i love u guys sm it hurts) for being supportive and eating up all the spoilers i would give cuz i get too excited 💞

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[07:41pm | wonu 💘] y/n, are you still in the library? i got you some ice cream :)

The message remains on delivered, though Wonwoo knows you're still in the library. You've been studying continuously for the past two weeks, and since trying to survive in your own dorm room was already hard enough, you decided to romanticise your studying sessions by going to the library. And frankly, it's been working. Sort of.

Wonwoo opens the door into the library, footsteps muted by the soft carpeting that fills the floors. Rows and shelves of books and study materials line the walls and desks with school computers dot the open spaces. As he heads deeper inside, his gaze sweeps across the spacious room, searching for you among the hushed whispers and occasional rustle of pages.

When he finally spots you tucked in a peaceful corner, a gentle smile tugs at his lips. Though he half-expected to see your face buried in a textbook, he sees nothing but your sleepy head laying against the open page, your hand loosely holding a pen, an open notebook at the side displaying half-finished notes, and your laptop which displayed a numerous amount of tabs.

The smile to his face fades just slightly, though his heart still blooms with affection in his chest. He approaches up to you, being as quiet as he can, setting his bag down on the empty chair across from you and your frozen ice cream on the table.

He carefully reaches over to close your laptop, its screen dimming to black as he does so. Cautiously, he takes the pen from your hand and places it on top of your notebook. Then, with utmost care, he starts to organise your scattered notes, aligning them neatly beside your laptop.

Once everything is in order, he takes a moment to admire your slumbering form, over your peaceful expression, which spreads some warmth through him. The dim lighting in the library casts a gentle glow on your features, highlighting the subtle lines of exhaustion to your face.

You always look so cute, he always tells himself, and it reminds of him of the days during senior year when he'd glance in your direction, seeing your napping form and feeling this sudden surge of curiosity, sometimes even protectiveness to watch over you. He recalls how he would often find himself wanting to make sure you were comfortable and well-rested, even back then.

As he begins to pack your belongings into your backpack, you finally stir awake, lowly groaning and blinking as you slowly come back to consciousness. Your gaze meets Wonwoo's as you notice he's been taking care of your things, and a faint blush spreads across your cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and tenderness.

"You... you didn't have to," You mumble sheepishly, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

He chuckles softly, the deep sound resonating in your chest. "The library's about to close, and I couldn't just let you sleep here all night."

His words only deepen your blush, still feeling that lingering embarrassment course through you. You sit up, still feeling a bit disoriented from your small nap, watching as Wonwoo helps you pack the rest of your belongings before closing up your backpack.

"Ice cream?" he asks, offering you the small cup and spoon.

You feel a slap of panic hit you as you hurl your backpack over your shoulders. "Oh, it-it's not melted, right? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to nap for so long𑁋"

"Angel, it's okay." His laughter is melodic, comforting and reassuring. "I made sure to get it right before I came here."

Gosh, it's so tragically easy for your heart to feel like it might implode, and him calling you angel does nothing but send all those butterflies to your stomach. It's a simple term of endearment, but when he says it, it feels like the most meaningful and affectionate word in the world. He uses those little nicknames in sparse times, mainly to give you comfort, yet you won't deny that it works every time.

You take the cup and spoon from his hand in yours, facing away a little as you take a spoonful of the ice cream in your mouth. The sweet, cold treat soothes your senses and brings a small, contented smile to your lips, and when you glance back at Wonwoo, he's already gazing at you.

There's a certain warmth in the way he looks at you, an intensity that goes beyond words, and a manner that makes you feel almost overwhelmed. He also looks adorably comfortable in the grey sweater that he wore, accentuating his broad shoulders and the subtle strength of his frame.

"What?" You choke out.

Wonwoo moves closer, slowly bringing a hand up, letting a thumb wipe away some ice cream that had escaped from the corner of your lips. His touch sends shivers down your spine.

"Nothing," he says, voice a soft murmur, but his expression turns slightly teasing. "You're just cute."

A playful glint dances in his eyes as he continues to watch your flustered reaction.

"I'm not cute," You protest, though the corners of your lips betray your attempt at seriousness.

"You saying that means you even more cuter."

You almost gag (in a good way, don’t worry). If your ice cream hasn't melted yet, then you sure as hell did.

"You're actually ridiculous," You mutter, trying to hide your flushed cheeks with another scoop of your ice cream in your mouth.

"But you like me," he argues playfully, a sulkiness to his face that you just can't resist.

I do. I really do. You can't deny that. It hasn't even been long since you both came to that realisation; it hasn't even been long since the two of you have graduated high school and started this whole relationship... ordeal, thing (seriously, what the fuck are relationships?). But, in a strange way, it felt like it has been an eternity, yet the feelings haven't changed. Not one bit, and you'd really question your entire being if something were to shift.

Before you can respond, though, a yawn escapes your lips, and it finally dawns on you just how tired you are. Your recent studying marathons have taken a toll on your energy levels, and it's starting to catch up with you. Wonwoo notices the exhaustion engraved into your features and warily takes your almost-finished ice cream from your hand.

"Hey," he encourages delicately, taking your hand and helping you up. "The library is about to close. Let me walk you back."

You don't object, the weariness seeping into your bones, and together you walk out of the library. The campus is quiet under the rays of moonlight, and the air is slowly becoming chilly. He carries your backpack for you, and you hold on to your ice cream, savouring the last few spoonfuls before disposing it in a nearby bin.

It's almost instinctive in the way your hand easily finds his, knowing that it had taken nearly the entirety of summer break to finally get used to that step. Every time your fingers intertwine, there was often that flicker of doubt dancing at the edges of your mind. It's not just the thrill of his touch, but the unshakable uncertainty that lingers beneath the surface.

Sometimes, you wonder if he can sense the hesitation in your grip𑁋the way your fingers tremble slightly as they clasp onto his, if your grip feels too hesitant or too unsure. It's not that you aren't ready, because you are, it's just that it's all so new, so different, and you're afraid that you might mess up.

Holding hands is perhaps one of the most mundane acts in a relationship, yet here you are, almost feeling like you're treading on uncharted territory, taking it in like a historical moment bound for the textbooks. It's the deeper feelings within yourself that are beginning to settle, just like the leaves falling around you as autumn approaches.

"Do you... want to visit home for autumn break?" Wonwoo's question breaks you out of your thoughts, and you look up at him, surprise flickering across your face. "We can also go to the cat shelter too."

"Really?" You question, and the thought of seeing the cats again brings that joy back to your face. It brings you back to all the clear memories you've made in that small little shelter that somehow made the world feel even bigger. However, the thought of visiting home in general makes you feel a bit queasy.

You feel Wonwoo's thumb caress against your knuckles, a smile of his own tugging at his lips. "My grandmother wonders about you, you know."

"Does she miss me that much?" You ask bashfully.

As you arms start to swing back and forth lightly, Wonwoo only chuckles. "Hmm, I think you've become one of her favourites."

Your eyes widen comically. "No way, more favoured than you?"

"You know I can't compete with you," Wonwoo admits cheekily.

The words send a tingle of warmth up your spine, and you can't help but let out a quiet laugh. It's the kind that feels light and easy, the kind that only he seems to be able to coax out of you effortlessly, and the kind that Wonwoo also feels effect himself𑁋seeing you all smiley and happy is enough to send that heat up crawling up his own neck.

As you walk side by side, the cool, crisp evening air envelops you, and the campus falls into a peaceful hush. Your steps echo faintly against the pavement, the sound of your breaths mingling with the rustle of leaves as you pass by. The familiarity of the journey back to your dormitory grounds you.

But then, as you approach the intersection that leads to your dormitory, Wonwoo hesitates for a moment and gently tugs your hand, causing you to stop.

"You know, uh..." he begins, voice a little softer, shyer, than before. "If you want, you can... sleep over at mine? Since I know that your roommates aren't the best."

He's not wrong𑁋your roommates aren't the best at respecting your need for a quiet and peaceful place to study. You've often found your dorm room filled with noise, distractions, and the constant coming and going of people you don't even know. It's a small, cramped space that makes it difficult to focus, and you've had more than a few sleepless nights because of it.

But as his offer hangs in the air, you feel a mixture of emotions swirling inside you. You know that he is being genuinely considerate and kind, but the idea of spending the night at his place makes your heart race with anxiety.

And those thoughts begin to creep in.

You can't help but fidget, and the familiar knot of self-doubt forms in your chest. You want to say yes𑁋to be able to spend more time with him, but the nerves and insecurities gnaw at the back of your mind.

"I..." You murmur, voice barely above a whisper. "I-I think I'll be fine by myself."

Wonwoo's eyes flicker with concern, yet his face only softens. He reaches a hand over, pushing away a stray strand of hair that has fallen over your eyes. There's a pang of guilt that hits him in the chest for asking.

"Okay." His voice is as soothing as a snuggly blanket on a chilly night. "Just... make sure to get some rest, alright? I don't want you to push yourself too hard."

There's a weak smile that crosses your face, and you feel your eyes flutter shut when you feel the press of his lips against your forehead.

When you open your eyes and look up at him, he's still smiling down at you, grabbing your hand back into his and giving a light squeeze.

The silence between you two is comfortable while making your way in the direction of your dorm. It's always like this when you're with him, like a feeling that's become as familiar as breathing. There's an intimacy in the way the world seems to hush itself when you're together and the outside noises dim, becoming irrelevant.

Wonwoo kisses your forehead again before he lets you go, and you're starting to think that maybe, just maybe, you can take that step.

Not tonight, maybe, but someday soon.

Jeon Wonwoo asked to be your boyfriend on the last day of school of senior year. It happened, conveniently, within the walls of his family-owned cat shelter where at that point, you probably invested more than an entire year's worth of hours needed for school.

It wasn't anything particularly extravagant, nor did it need to be. It was just the two of you, surrounded by the mellow purring of cats after sharing your uneventful summer plans that Wonwoo had asked the question, which left you utterly speechless for a minute or two. Time had stood still, your heart was racing, and you stole a glance at the cats nearby, as if seeking for their approval. Their inquisitive eyes were fixed curiously on the two of you, like witnesses of a love that had just shifted its stem enough to soak in the sunlight.

The moment you accepted with an awfully quiet, heartfelt yes, a shy smile spread across his face, and the tips of his ears flushed a soft pink that matched the colour of delicate cherry blossoms. You remembered the quietness that followed afterward was nothing short of a slightly awkward, giddy jump to your hearts, but that's what made it more endearing, to be honest.

And magically from there, your uneventful summer plans weren't so uneventful after all.

You still had your countless visits to the shelter during summer break, so coming back always felt like a familiar and comforting routine. You've even watched a bunch of your little cat friends getting adopted𑁋Miko was adopted by a single mother seeking for a companion in her studio, and Mochi found her home with an elderly couple who lost their previous cat𑁋yet there's always new ones who capture your heart.

The cat shelter looks more lively with the arrival of autumn. It's been renovated slightly, brightened like the fallen leaves, and the cozy hues of the fall season have been incorporated into the shelter's aesthetic. Small pumpkin decorations fill the shelves, and the walls are showered with maple leaf garlands.

The cats seem to sense the changing season too, some of them basking in the soft light filtering into the shelter.

"Y/N, dear, it's so good to see you!" Wonwoo's grandmother greets you warmly, placing her hands on top of your shoulders and getting a good look at you. "Ah, and you look as beautiful as ever."

You feel your cheeks heat up with her compliment as you hear Wonwoo close the door behind and step up next to you. "It's great to be back. The place looks amazing."

The older woman's eyes twinkle as she looks between the two of you. "It hasn't been the same without both of you around, that's for sure."

She gestures for you both to follow her, and you head deeper into the shelter, joining the cats in their comfortable space as the familiar comfort of the shelter washes over you. It feels like a second home to you.

When Wonwoo's grandmother leaves to tend to some errands, it's just the two of you in the shelter. You and Wonwoo find yourselves sitting on the floor right across from each other, and you watch the way he cradles an affectionate orange tabby named Butter in his arms, a small smile playing on his lips as he gently scratches behind the cat's ear. The cat purrs blissfully, its eyes half-closed, and Wonwoo's expression mirrors the same peacefulness.

But just then, another cat emerges from behind you which startles you. Yet when you look closely, you seem to recognise the familiar pattern of the black and white coating of its fur.

"Loki?" You run a hand through the cat's fur, watching as he curls himself into a comfortable ball on your lap, purring contentedly under your touch. Loki, as you were told before, is one of the oldest residents of the shelter. You remember Wonwoo telling you the struggles of him finding a loving place to go home to, so seeing him right now gives you a bittersweet feeling.

"Ah, I forgot to tell you." Wonwoo's voice pops up as Butter hops off his hold and towards the other cats nearby. "My grandmother decided to adopt him."

That announcement brings a wide smile to your face as you continue to stroke Loki's soft fur. "Really?" Then you softly scratch behind the cat's ear, pressing a small kiss to the top of his head and grinning from the sheer happiness pouring out of you. "You hear that, Loki? You're in good, loving hands now."

Loki only responds by letting out a soft meow, lightly clawing at the sleeves of your sweater.

Wonwoo only grins. He watches the way you shower Loki with attentiveness, fondness, love, and it warms his heart at your caring and gentle nature, to see you so joyful in a place you belong. It's one of the reasons why he had been drawn to you in the first place, one of many things he cherishes about you.

"Have I ever told you how much I love watching you with the cats?"

You pick your head up to look at him, catching the way he's gazing at you with an adoring and almost entranced expression.

"Um." You clear your throat, feeling a warm, fuzzy feeling spreading through your chest. "You... may have mentioned it once or twice before."

The curve at his lips only grow bigger. He scoots a bit closer to you, so your knees are almost touching, and he continues to watch you. "I'll make sure to keep reminding you, then."

You chuckle at this. "Have you always been so cheesy and sappy?"

"What? You don't like it?" He pouts at this, and you can't help but let out a giggle. "I'm just speaking the truth."

It isn't his fault that he has the urge to shower you with the utmost, not-so-subtle, horribly cheesy praises whenever he sees you. You bring that side out of him, to simply put, and he can't help it. When he's with you, it's like this new side of himself emerges, one that's unguarded, affectionate, and unapologetically... captivated by you. And he'd probably do anything to keep you smiling, to see your eyes light up, to hear your laughter.

He's always adored watching you interact with the cats, even from the first day you stepped foot in this place, nothing but all awkward charm and eagerness. You've always had this natural affinity for animals, always so patient and kind, so reassuring and compassionate. It's a part of you that he finds incredibly admiring.

After some time passes, the door to the shelter dings, and when you pick your head up, you find your eyes widening to the sight of your best friend entering inside.

"What's up, fellas! I'm not missing the party, right?" His presence is unusually loud, but that still doesn't stop the grin at your face.

"Jun!" You quickly yet carefully scramble up from the floor, careful not to disturb Loki, before dashing in the boy's direction. "What the hell? I thought you said you had a competition."

Jun scratches the back of his neck bashfully. "Yeah, uh... I lied."

This earns him a playful, but slightly annoyed shove, shooting him a brief glare that he just smirks about. But then he wraps you in a tight hug, the kind that feels like you haven't seen each other in years, before pulling back to flash a grin at Wonwoo, who only offers a wave since he was busy tending to something in the back.

"You should have told me you were coming," You scold him lightly, knocking your shoulder against his. "I would have met up with you earlier."

Jun only shrugs, giving you a look of disbelief. He ruffles your hair playfully, and you swat his hand away with a frown. "Where's the fun in that? I wanted to surprise you."

You roll your eyes. "Whatever, I'm glad you're here, dingus."

"You better be," the taller boy teases, before gazing past your shoulders and looking back at you. "Wanna head out for a bit? You need to spill."

You scoff lightly, giving a nod. You head to the back to tell Wonwoo, who had been helping out with some tasks in the shelter, that you're going to step out with Jun for a while. He tells you to take your time and be careful, watching as you and Jun step out of the shelter together, a boyish smile crossing over his face.

"So, spill," Jun prompts as the street vendor hands you a warm cup of street tteokbokki. You both find a cozy spot on a nearby bench, the crisp autumn air nipping at your cheeks as you blow on the food to help cool it down. The warmth spreads through your fingers, seeping into your bones, and you feel a sense of comfort settling in as you take a bite.

"What do you want me to spill?" You ask, raising an eyebrow at Jun as you lean back against the bench.

"You know exactly what I mean. Wonwoo, duh." Ugh, he's nosy and infuriating as always, but it's been a while since you've had a heart-to-heart talk with your best friend.

There's a very faint, dreamy curve that plays at your lips at the mention of Wonwoo's name.

"Well, um... He's... he's amazing, you know? He's patient, caring, considerate," You say, picking at the steaming tteokbokki absentmindedly. Amazing doesn't even begin to describe him, but you find yourself struggling to put your thoughts into words. "but it's also kind of scary because he's so amazing. Like, he's smart, talented, and he comes from a really good family..."

"Ah, those thoughts again," Jun remarks knowingly as your voice trails off.

"Yeah." Those thoughts is right, unfortunately. "It's... just me, I guess. I feel like I don't deserve him sometimes."

"Hey, it's normal to feel that way," Jun says, pointing his chopsticks at you. "But honestly, I think you're underestimating yourself. If he didn't see something special in you, he wouldn't be with you."

You lift a brow at him. "Since when did you get so wise to use your brain for once?"

"Dude, we're in college. Everyone's having love problems and shit." Jun smirks, and you can't help but snicker. "I mean, you're lucky you found someone. There's people I know out there swiping right on dating apps and getting ghosted."

You shake your head, a hint of amusement on your face. "Yeah, it's just... I-I don't know. It's all so new, and he's so patient, but what if between all that... I'm not, um... making him happy?"

"Trust me, you make him happy," Jun reassures boldly, his words making your chest feel lighter, yet you know it might not take long for your thoughts to say otherwise. "But have you both...?"

You stare at him, trying to decipher the odd way he's looking at you, and suddenly it clicks.

"Jun, seriously?" You frown, a flush creeping onto your cheeks, resisting the urge to yank a piece of tteokbokki in his face.

"What?" Jun asks innocently, but there's a sly grin on his face. "Did you think... Oh my gosh, that's not what I meant, you weirdo! Have you two kissed?"

It still doesn't help the way your face grows even warmer out of embarrassment and from the spice of the tteokbokki. You've never kissed kissed before, but he has kissed you𑁋on the cheek, the knuckles of your hand, your forehead, the top of your head. You like those kinds of kisses that he gives you, but the thought of a real one, that heart-pounding, butterflies-in-your-stomach kind of kiss, has always been both thrilling and terrifying to you.

There were a few times where it nearly happened𑁋a few times where, at that moment, you wanted it to happen𑁋where your faces were inches apart after he walks you back your dorm, standing in front of the door, but then a burst of awkward laughter, or your own nerves would break the spell. He'd end up placing a simple, lingering kiss to your hair like he always does, yet that alone is enough to make you feel on cloud nine.

"No, we haven't... yet." You swallow another piece of tteokbokki, feeling a little self-conscious. "I... I guess I've just been a little nervous. What if I mess it up?"

"Y/N!" Jun exclaims dramatically, peering at you incredulously. "How could you mess up a first kiss?"

You laugh airily at his reaction. "I-I don't know! What if it's not what he expects, or... it's bad? I just don't want to disappoint him or anything."

"Y/N fucking L/N𑁋"

"Yeah, I'm overthinking again, aren't I?" Gosh, why are you like this? You bite down another piece of tteokbokki in shame. "Sorry."

"You'll be fine! Trust me, it's not as complicated as you think. If anything, he's probably just as nervous as you are."

"What do you know? You haven't kissed anyone yet," You mumble lowly, and when you notice the quietness after your words and catch sight of Jun's reddening face, you let out a gasp this time, literally dropping a piece of tteokbokki on your pants. "Yah, Wen Junhui!"

[11:59pm | y/n 🤍] wonu?? are u awake?

[12:00am | wonu 💘] no i'm asleep

[12:00am | y/n 🤍] oh 😔

[12:01am | wonu 💘] but i'm awake now are you okay?

[12:02am | y/n 🤍] do you... feel happy when you're with me? (NOT DELIVERED!)

[12:02am | y/n 🤍] i just feel like i don't deserve you sometimes (NOT DELIVERED!)

[12:04am | wonu 💘] is it just one of those nights again?

[12:04am | y/n 🤍] yeah, i'm sorry

[12:05 | wonu 💘] you know i'm here for you, right?

[12:05am | y/n 🤍] i don't want you to deal with my stupid insecurities (NOT DELIVERED!)

[12:06am | y/n 🤍] i know, i'm sorry i woke you up i'll be okay, just need some time

[12:06am | wonu 💘] take your time, angel we can talk when you're ready, yeah? no rush?

[12:07am | y/n 🤍] yeah, okay i'll try and sleep now goodnight wonu :)

[12:07am | wonu 💘] goodnight, y/n :) dream of something beautiful, okay?

You do. You dream of him holding you one day, arms wrapped around you like a protective cocoon and the warmth of his breath hitting your skin.

Knowing you have an entire week without the stress of school is a bit daunting. It feels incredibly liberating, yet still doesn't clear away the cloud of uncertainties flying around your head.

Being back in your own home isn't your favourite place in the world, as inconsiderate that might sound. It's always met with merely the same conversations as always with your parents: how have your grades been? Have you been studying enough? It's always same fucking cycle.

And it's not that your parents are unkind or don't care about you; they just have their own way of showing it, a way that often feels overbearing and suffocating. You love being home, but you don't love the shadows lurking in the corners of the room that whisper doubt into your ears.

It's hard to shake off this feeling of inadequacy, especially when you're constantly reminded of it, even in the most subtle ways. Sometimes it feels like you're carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders, constantly striving for perfection, for approval, for validation, only for that effort to be met with indifference, slipping through your fingers like grains of sand. There is always that tiny, critical voice in your head telling you that it's not enough𑁋that you're not enough.

It's exhausting.

So it isn't surprising that your mood is far from upbeat as you stroll down the street, taking in the slightly musky air, grey clouds in the sky threatening potential rain, and the sight of yellow, orange, and red leaves falling to the ground. It's around evening time, and you find yourself slowly trailing in the direction of the cat shelter, which is where Wonwoo is, since he's allowing his grandmother to rest while he takes care of the shelter for the time being.

He's such a sweetheart, honestly.

There's a droplet that lands on your head, but you don't seem to exactly notice, or really care. You kick a dry leaf down the cracked, barren pavement and it skitters way in the cool breeze, sending a chill running down your skin even through the sweater you had, which may be a bit too thin.

The rain starts to come down more steadily, and for a moment, helps ease the weight of your thoughts. It's not a heavy rain, but it's enough to make you shiver and really wish you had brought an umbrella. A disappointed sigh leaves your lips at the thought as you're about to approach the outskirts of your neighbourhood, knowing well enough that heading back to your house is a much farther walk than the shelter.

You're about to turn back anyway, thinking it's not the best time to visit, when you hear a familiar, awfully faint sound𑁋a meow.

The sound tugs at your heartstrings, some panic crawling into your veins as your gaze flickers around. Your eyes scan anywhere they can reach, and your insistent feet take you in every place that they can, but you don't see any sign of a cat. The rain continues to drizzle even harder, beginning to feel the water starting to seep through the material of your sweater, and you feel a pang of worry settle in your chest, hoping the cat isn't caught out in the cold.

As you take a few steps forward, your ears catch the sound again, a bit louder this time, coming from behind the thick bushes at the side of the road. Cautiously, you part the wet branches and peer through the leaves, and there, sheltered beneath the foliage, you find a small, shivering, and completely drenched kitten.

The kitten is probably no older than a few months, and stares up at you with wide, frightened bright green eyes. Its tiny, wet body is trembling in the cold, and you can't help but feel your heart break at the sight. It lets out another weak whimper at the sight of you, with big, frightened eyes gazing up at you. When you crouch down and attempt to extend a hand out, the kitten only steps back.

"Hey, it-it's okay," You reassure softly, reaching your hand again. "I just want to help you. You can't be out here like this."

But to your avail, the kitten lets out a pitiful mewl, only retreating further into the bush, and you can feel the branches trying to poke at your skin through your sweater. You see the way its tiny body is shivering, and its fur clings to its skin, drenched by the rain which was only getting stronger. You take a deep breath.

"I'm not going to hurt you, okay?" You take a step back, feeling the uncomfortable shift of your position. "I promise I'll keep you safe and warm."

The kitten watches you with apprehensive eyes as you continue to speak softly. Then you extend an arm out again, and slowly, carefully, the kitten inches forward, its movements cautious and wary, and you let it take a sniff of your hand, hoping that your scent is able to coax it out of hiding.

The kitten sniffs your hand tentatively, and after a few long moments, it decides to take a chance. It moves closer, tiny, pink nose nuzzling against your damp fingers as if searching for comfort, and you notice the limp in one of its legs as well. You can see how frightened and vulnerable it is, and your heart aches even more, but you're determined𑁋determined to help this poor kitten.

Slowly, you start to pet the kitten, keeping your touch gentle and soothing.

"There you go, little one," You murmur, continuing to stroke the kitten's wet fur. "You're safe now. Let's get you out of this rain, okay? I'm going to make sure you're taken care of."

The kitten is so light, its body small and fragile, and its fur is a soggy mess. You carefully cradle it in your arms, seemingly fitting perfectly within your hold while trying to shield it from the rain, and the trembling starts to subside just a little as it feels the warmth of your body. You find yourself shivering even more as you step out of the bush, the sweater you're wearing sticking to your skin, but you don't care.

It nuzzles closer to your warmth, and you can feel the rapid, erratic beating of its heart𑁋a heart that has probably never known safety or comfort until now.

You hold the kitten close to your chest, quickly making your way to the shelter as the rain pours down heavily around you.

The door to the shelter chimes and bounces off the walls of the quiet shelter, making Wonwoo's brows knit together dazedly𑁋who could be here at this hour? He overhears the strong pitter-patter of rain outside hitting the windows as he puts down the metal bowl in his hands before making his way to the front of the shelter.

What he doesn't expect is to be greeted with the sight of you𑁋pretty much drenched from head to toe, hair plastered to your face and the colours of your sweater practically dark, all the water absorbed within its fibres. Rainwater drips from your nose, and your teeth chatter together from the cold. You're trembling as you hold the tiny, trembling kitten in your arms, cradling it close to your chest.

"Y/N?" Wonwoo calls out to you, noticing the way you're shivering in place.

"Um, I-I... I found a kitten," You stutter shakily, holding out the tiny, trembling kitten in your arms, eyes noticeably red as if you've been crying. "It-It's hurt, and I couldn't just let it stay out there..."

"You're shivering," Wonwoo points out worriedly.

"I-I'm fine, but the kitten𑁋"

Wonwoo doesn't let you finish your sentence; instead, he takes one of your hands into his and drags you to the back of the shelter. Instinctively, he's quick to retrieve a towel to wrap around the kitten as he brings it into his arms from yours. He creates a cozy, makeshift area on the table to set the kitten down before wrapping the kitten in the towel, being extra cautious of its injured leg. The kitten only lets out curious meows, eyes closing to the feeling of Wonwoo delicately drying its fur. It doesn't take long for the colours of its fur to start blooming back.

On the other hand, you grab yourself a towel of your own to wrap around you, pacing back and forth anxiously. When Wonwoo emerges back, his face only softens when he catches sight of you.

"She'll be okay," he says, approaching up to you. "I'll take her to the vet first thing in the morning."

"Can I come?" You ask, though the answer is already somewhat obvious𑁋you asking makes him let out a soft chuckle, which was enough to tell you of course.

Wonwoo just nods, keeping his gaze locked on you as if in contemplation, before he approaches and carefully wraps you in his arms, knowing that you must be cold and shaken from the rain. At first, you shift in his hold, but as you feel the warmth from his body seep into your skin, you find yourself relaxing.

He holds you close, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as you bury your face into his chest, some water from your hair dripping onto his clothes. The scent of the shelter, a mix of disinfectant and the familiar musk of the cats, as well as Wonwoo, suspend in the air, and you find comfort in the familiarity of it all.

Outside, the rain still pours, yet could only listen to the the comforting hum of the heater, the soft purring of the cats, and the oddly soothing way you can listen to Wonwoo's steady, yet also somewhat unsteady heartbeat.

"It's going to be okay," he murmurs against your hair, his breath sending a shiver down your spine, but this time, it's not from the cold.

"She was... she was so scared," You mutter into his chest. "Who could've done this to her? Who could've... just left her there?" There's a hint of anger and sadness in your voice that makes it quiver, and Wonwoo could only tighten his hold around you.

He doesn't have all the answers, but he knows that what matters right now is that you're here, and you're okay, and that the kitten is safe.

When you pull back, you find yourself looking at him, and time stands still. Despite the intensity of his eyes on you, you barely catch the way his breath seems to hitch when you blink up at him, his hands falling down to plant at your waist lightly. Your faces𑁋lips𑁋are merely inches apart, and you can feel the warmth of his slightly shaky breath hit your skin.

You've never been this close to someone, never felt the warmth of their breath, never stared into their eyes with such intimacy. It's almost overwhelming how vulnerable this closeness makes you feel.

Wonwoo's eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips, and there's a moment of hesitation. You feel the soft, hesitant pressure of his hands on your waist, and his thumbs draw slow circles against your sides. He's silently asking for your consent from the way he lingers, waiting for any sign that you might want this as much as he does, any sign that you might object. Your breath hitches as he leans in just a fraction closer, your heart pounding painfully against your ribs. You're both aware of the moment, how close you are to each other, as your lips hover so tantalisingly close to each other.

And a faint, almost imperceptible nod from you is all it takes.

The look of surprise in his eyes isn't hard to miss, along with the way he seems to swallow a nervous lump in his throat. When he draws his lips closer to yours, you find your eyes fluttering shut.

But just as the distance between you both shortens, a sudden, loud crash of thunder shakes the shelter, making both of you jump back. A wave of meows fill the room, and the startled reaction of the cats snaps you both back to reality. Your arms remain around each other, and the moment is broken, and it doesn't take long for the two of you to exchange a nervous chuckle.

"We… we should probably get you dried off properly," he says ruefully, softly, voice barely above a whisper as he pushes his glasses back up, the tips of his ears reddening. "Wouldn't want you catching a cold."

You let out a breath you didn't realise you were holding, the heat in your face still lingering. "Y-Yeah."

You both share another awkward laugh, though the lingering tension between you doesn't quite disappear. Wonwoo retrieves another towel, this time for you, and helps you dry off your hair and clothes as best as he can. There's a gentle tenderness in his actions, like in the way he brushes a strand of wet hair away from your face and the warmth in his eyes as he looks at you, as if he's treating something fragile and precious. The soft touch of his hands against your skin sends shivers down your spine, but you try to focus on getting warm and dry.

Afterward, he insists that you change into something dry, which ended up with him taking off the button-up cardigan that he was wearing and lending it to you even though it's a bit too big, but is incredibly warm and smells like him, which left him in sporting just a large, plain white t-shirt.

You change quickly in a more private area of the shelter, and when you return to the main room, you see Wonwoo hovering above the kitten.

"She's asleep," he tells you when you come close, not before briefly taking in the sight of you in his cardigan. He looks away, a shy grin that he has to bite back. "I think she'll be okay until we take her to the vet in the morning."

You glance down at the kitten, seeing the way she's perfectly curled up in a snug bed he prepared, the towel wrapped around her small body as a makeshift blanket. The colour of her fur is that of a deep solid space grey𑁋a colour heavily associated with the Russian Blue cats. One of her little legs is wrapped in a small plaster, and she seems much more comfortable now. Wonwoo reaches out to stroke the kitten's fur, and the purring starts again, but her eyes don't open.

"She seems so much safer now," You murmur, watching her for a moment longer. You also let your fingers run over her fur, you and Wonwoo's hands brushing against each other briefly, a simple touch that sends a jolt of electricity through your body. You're still holding onto that moment from earlier, and you can tell that Wonwoo feels it too by the way he hesitates before pulling his hand away.

In the background, the rain has gotten lighter, the sound more of a calming, rhythmic patter against the roof. Most of the cats seemed to have settled back down, and the shelter feels warm and cozy despite the gloomy weather outside.

"Do you want to name her?" Wonwoo asks you, nudging his index finger against her little hand.

You look down at the peacefully sleeping kitten, her soft breaths making her seem even more fragile. After a small pause, you smile softly.

"Mmmh..." You tilt your head, observing the sleeping kitten once more, scanning over her grey fur and the tranquil expression on her cute, tiny face. "How about... 'Luna'?"

Wonwoo's eyes only light up even brighter, just like moon itself. "Luna it is, then."

You rest your head on the table as if trying to get to Luna's eye level.

"Hi, Luna," You coo quietly, careful not to startle her. "I'm going to make sure you find a loving home, alright? I'll make sure of it. You deserve all the happiness in the world."

Luna stirs ever so slightly, her little paws kneading the air as if responding to the name and the happiness you promise.

If someone were to stand far away from you, they would probably only see the weariness that passes through your eyes and the relaxed curve to your lips. But Wonwoo likes this up close view of you𑁋the way your pupils seem to be filled with comfort that rivals the soft glow of the morning sun, the way your smile radiates nothing but warmth, and all this love you carry within yourself that makes his heart just a bit more weak. He sees the way your gaze lingers, the way you seem to see a story in Luna's closed eyes, a story that you want to rewrite with just the word home.

And while you keep your eyes on Luna, Wonwoo's eyes only remain on you.

"Do you seriously have to work on your photography project now?"

Your voice catches Wonwoo's attention, causing him to glance up from the camera in his hands and look at you. You had both of your hands in your pockets, encased comfortably in a sweater that still somehow brought some chills up your skin, and a pout to your face with your eyes narrowed in his direction.

"Well, the point of the project is to catch something beautiful and write an analysis about it, and it’s a beautiful day, so…" Wonwoo specifies playfully, before putting his eye back on eyepiece and directing the camera towards you, and he captures a few of you in your cute, somewhat disheveled glory, and there's a couple of pictures of you attempting to hide your face and the shy smile that running across it.

As he continues to snap photos, you swear you catch a glimpse of the fondness in his eyes. He's not just capturing a random moment; he's capturing you, and it's bringing back that warm and fuzzy feeling to your chest. Your cheeks flush, unsure if it's from the cold grazing your face or Wonwoo himself, and you look down, suddenly feeling all too bashful.

When he finally lowers it, he turns to you with a soft smile.

"Perfect," he murmurs, securing the camera back around his neck and under his scarf.

"You're not going use those for your project, right?"

"Nope," he replies simply as he runs up to catch up to you, your shoulders brushing up against each other. "These are just for me."

Your stomach jumps at his response, feeling a sense of warmth enveloping within you despite the chilly air. The crisp breeze tugs at your sweater, making you shiver, and you huddle deeper into it as much as you can. As you continue walking, Wonwoo's gaze keeps flickering to you, his brows furrowing slightly, and he glances down at the navy blue scarf wrapped around his own neck.

It wasn't until you feel something warm and soft drape around your shoulders, and you look over to find that Wonwoo has smoothly wrapped his scarf around you, his own neck now exposed to the cold breeze.

"What are you doing?" You ask, voice filled with surprise and a hint of concern. "Wonwoo, you'll get cold."

All he does is shake his head. "I'll be fine. I want you to be warm."

You're about to protest, but you can only freeze as he secures the scarf around your neck. The gesture warms not only your body but also your heart, yet you're aware of his susceptibility to the cold as well. The scarf also, once again, smells like him, a mixture of a subtle musky cologne, a comforting hint of fresh laundry, and a trace of his natural scent, which is uniquely his own.

But as you peer at him, seeing the way he's shivering and how his hands slip into his pockets, you could only frown.

So being as stubborn as you can be, you step up to him, making sure to move the camera around his neck out of the way before allowing your arms to wrap around him as if trying to share your own warmth with him. You press yourself as close to him as possible, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he breathes. You're shorter than him, but it doesn't matter to you at all (though, admittedly, Wonwoo loves it).

For a moment, you both stand there, wrapped in each other's embrace, the chill of the air is momentarily forgotten.

"Sorry, I just..." You start, voice slightly muffled against his chest. "Don't want you to be cold either."

Wonwoo's laughter rumbles through his chest as he holds you closer, even though he's still shivering a bit, which only made you more determined to keep him warm. He tightens his embrace around you, holding you close, letting his head rest on top of yours.

After a few moments, you pull back a bit, meeting his gaze as you look up at him diffidently, briefly catching sight of his soft lips. A moment of temptation washes over you as you gaze at his mouth, and you feel the urge to lean in just like back in the shelter the other day.

But your fucking nerves and anxiety hold you back once again.

So instead, you tip-toe just a bit and press a gentle kiss to the tip of his nose, which was dusted with pink from the cold, instinctively seeing the way he cutely scrunches it. Wonwoo blinks in surprise, his lips parting slightly, and before he can react, you quickly pull away, a playful grin on your face.

You were never usually the one to initiate physical affection, but in this moment, something in you shifted, and it felt... right.

"What..." Wonwoo mumbles under his breath. "What was that for?"

It's the way you shrug almost innocently that gets his head spinning.

"Your nose looked cold," You respond impishly.

Oh, he's gone. You don't exactly know it but he is𑁋irrevocably smitten, enamoured, completely caught under your web. In just that single second, he swears he's reduced to an atom, a small, insignificant particle bound to your gravitational pull.

He still can't get himself to respond even from the way your face seems to brighten.

"Come on, let's get to the shelter. I want to see Luna." You reach down to grab his hand, tugging lightly, before dragging him in the direction of the shelter before it gets too cold.

And he just lets you drag him, still caught in a daze the entire way.

Fortunately, the vet found that Luna's injury was not too severe; it only a small sprain in her leg and with proper care, she would recover just fine. This still didn't stop you from spending time with her though, and there are times where Wonwoo would find you in the back of the shelter, where Luna was sprawled sleepily on the table and you would be dozed off right next to her. The two of you resemble each other a lot, a thought that often entertains Wonwoo.

"It's only just a little catnap!" You had claimed, but both you and Wonwoo knew that it was much more than that.

(He also just really likes seeing how cute you are draped in a blanket𑁋or draped in something owned by him in general).

Luna is settled in your lap on the floor, and Loki doesn't seem exactly fond with the new addition to the shelter who had stolen away your attention. So he trails over to Wonwoo instead, who easily picks him up without any hesitation, stroking the grumpy cat's fur as he sits down right next to you. Loki purrs appreciatively in Wonwoo's arms, occasionally casting a slightly jealous glance in Luna's direction.

"I can't believe that we have to go back to school tomorrow," You mutter disappointingly, watching Luna play with a loose thread on your sweater, batting at it with her tiny paw.

"Time flies, doesn't it?" Wonwoo acknowledges sympathetically.

"Yeah, it does," You muse lowly. "But if I could spend all my time here, I would."

"You know that you're welcome here anytime, right?" Wonwoo reassures you. "You could even come here without me, if you want."

You tilt your head at him, scowling playfully. "But... I'd rather be here with you."

A warm blush creeps onto Wonwoo's cheeks at your words. He looks down at Loki, who's comfortably settled in his arms, and then back at you, a fond smile playing on his lips.

"Did you have a good break though?" he asks. "I never got the chance to ask."

You fret out a sigh. Aside from the times you spent with Wonwoo and in the shelter, thinking about how you felt during the break was all too unnerving. "It's... what I expected, you know? Just... you know how my parents are. They always find a way to kind of just... I don't know... make me feel like I'm not enough, I guess?"

Wonwoo only hums in response, quietly listening as you seem to find the voice to spill the thoughts you've been holding in for the longest time.

"and... it's been like this for years. They never change, and so whenever something good happens, I feel like I don't deserve it." Then you pause, taking in a deep breath. "I-I feel like I don't deserve you sometimes."

This makes Wonwoo bring his attention back up, and he's met with your faint smile and eyes that seemed to be filled with guilt.

"I get scared if I show too much, I'll... I don't know, drive you away? Or if I let myself be too happy, I... end up pushing everyone away, and I can't help it because I don't want to push you away𑁋"

"Then pull me in." Wonwoo's voice is soft yet determined. "You know I'm not going anywhere, right? I'm not running away from you, not now, I don’t plan to.”

You could only stare at him; not blankly, but with an intensity that reflects the emotions swirling around your head.

In this world, you never quite felt good enough, smart enough, or pretty enough. You often questioned why someone as amazing as Wonwoo would be interested in someone like you𑁋someone who constantly felt like they were fumbling through life unnoticeably, someone who listened to their head more than their heart, searching for a place to belong, as you felt like you never fit in anywhere.

In this world, you cherished being alone, so you could burden yourself with your own thoughts. It’s different now𑁋being able to crave someone else’s company more than your own, grappling with the thought that another person wants to get to know you, and you’re giving them the chance to unravel you.

"You're more than enough for me, because you’re you, and I like you," he continues. "You can pull me in, and let me share even a small percentage of your thoughts, because that's with this is, right? We're a team."

A team, the words echo in your mind.

"Have you seen how big your heart is?" Wonwoo questions empathetically. "You give so much of yourself, to the cats, to me. It's no wonder they adore you, and... it's no wonder I do too."

He takes a moment to let his words sink in, giving you the space to process the weight of his sentiment. As you look at him, you notice the genuine affection in his eyes, and a flicker of hope ignites within you. Perhaps there is more to you than you allow yourself to believe.

"And... I hope one day I'll be able to get you to see yourself the way I see you, that a part of your heart will have a space for yourself too, because it's okay to be happy,” he says. "You deserve me. I have worries too, you know, but... being with you makes it all a little easier. Maybe I can make it a little easier for you too, if you'll let me in. We can make it easy together."

We can make it easy together, because not every heart can love itself so simply.

There's a few minutes of silence that passes, and you feel all too tongue-tied to think of a proper response, but it's comforting this way. It's the simple act of being there, existing right next to each other, of accepting each other for who you are, and sharing your vulnerabilities that truly matter.

Luna shifts in your hold, and when you peer down at her, you swear you can see yourself in her tiny, sleepy form: someone so fragile, someone deserving of care, someone deserving of the same care that you give her.

It's the silence alone that feels enough to convey that yeah, everything will be alright as long as you have each other.

"She kind of looks like you."

You take a moment to glance up at Wonwoo, giving him an affectionate smile, before bringing Luna up closer to your face.

"You think so?" You ask as you gently stroke Luna's soft fur, and he nods with a soft grin. "I guess we do look alike."

[03:41am | y/n] hi um i think i want to kiss wonwoo now

[10:03am | mf jerry wen] did u srsly just fucking text me at 3am that u want to kiss ur boyfriend u goddamn insomniac also TMI ew gross 🤮🤮 get a room

[10:05am | mf jerry wen] actually ridiculous ANYWAY (ATTACHMENT: 4 VIDEOS)

[10:09am | y/n] STFU STOP SPAMMING MY PHONE W TIKTOKS IM TRYING TO SLEEP

[10:11am | mf jerry wen] WELL WHOSE FAULT IS THAT 🤨 BE GRATEFUL IM WISHING U GOOD LUCK IDIOT REMEMBER TO BRUSH UR TEETH AND PUT ON CHAPSTICK OR SUM

[10:13am | mf jerry wen] okay wait r u being like fr serious rn like u want to do the whole mouth to mouth resuscitation shebang

[10:18am | y/n] whatever the hell that means also how tf do u know the word resuscitation

[10:19am | mf jerry wen] i'm cpr certified 🥰

[10:19am | y/n] when the fuck ykw i'm not even gonna question it i'm going back to sleep

[10:20am | mf jerry wen] HAPPY KISSING BESTIE 💞🤭🥰🫶💘❣️😍😻

"Ready to head out?" Wonwoo asks, standing patiently while you dispose of some trash.

"Yeah, just about to be," You tell him as you throw away your empty cup into the trash bin. When you walk in Wonwoo's direction, he already has his hand out for you, and you take it with a shy, grateful smile.

Outside, the world is hushed and peaceful, still like in a singular picture frame, but in an odd way, a bit brighter than before𑁋perhaps from all the streetlights being on, or perhaps from the quiet excitement of the evening. The weather has been slowly getting colder, and you're both finally bundled up enough to handle the chill. The walk back to your dorm is as quiet as ever, only the occasional sound of leaves rustling and your own footsteps the only disruptions to the silence.

Mid-term season is finally over, and you both managed to find the time to celebrate together by going to a new café that had opened near campus. It was a simple, yet incredibly needed escape from the life of university, or life in general. You haven't felt so relaxed and contented in a while, the weight of exams and assignments lifting from your shoulders.

As the sight of your dorm comes up though, you feel a wave of reluctance hit over you.

You don't want the evening to end just yet.

So when you both finally pause in front of the doors to your dorm, you turn to face him. It's about to be that familiar scene of goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow with him, but something inside of you is telling you that you'd rather see tomorrow... with him right next to you.

"I had a good time tonight," Wonwoo says softly, his gaze lingering on your face. His eyes reflect the dimly lit surroundings, and his fingers gently squeeze your hand.

You smile at him, feeling your cheeks warm at his words. "Me too."

Another round of silence passes as you glance between him and the doors to your dorm. You take in a deep breath.

"I... I was wondering..." You start, already trailing off your words and mentally face-palming yourself from the nerves coursing within. "if... if that offer to stay at your place is still open?"

His eyes widen ever so slightly.

"Are you sure?" he asks. "You don't have to if you don't want𑁋"

"I do," You quickly assure him, interrupting his hesitations. "I really want to."

With that, you both continue walking past your dorm, leaving behind the familiar in exchange for the unknown. The walk is brisk, the chill in the air making you huddle closer together. Every now and then, your eyes meet, and the corners of your lips quirk up from excitement, and most obviously, nervousness.

Because, in fact, you're both equally as nervous.

That nervousness lingers like a quiet undercurrent as you approach Wonwoo's apartment. You can feel your heart beating a little faster, and you're sure he can sense it too. It's the kind of nervousness that accompanies with something new and exciting.

Wonwoo was lucky enough to not have to deal with the absolute insanity it comes with living in a dormitory. The peace and quietness was something you loved right away, and when he finally leads you up the front door, you feel the nerves resurface once again knowing you're here, and there's no going back now.

You watch amusedly as Wonwoo fumbles with opening the door to his place, and when it unlocks, he steps back to stand right next to you, as if allowing you to make the decision of going in yourself.

However, you could only keep looking at him, and you can see the anticipation in his eyes, the same nervous energy that was coursing through you. It was just the two of you, standing in front of his apartment door, aware of this next step into the unknown.

Wonwoo has been nothing but patient with you. He's told and showed you more times than you can count on your hands and feet that he respects your pace and that he's willing to wait for you to be ready. But there's something about tonight, standing here on the edge of something new, that makes you want to take that leap of faith.

Because you're a team, and you're together.

"I-I really want to kiss you right now," You blurt out, the words tumbling out of your mouth before you can even think about it, and you feel your face flush out of embarrassment.

Wonwoo swears that simple statement just knocked the life out of him, clearly taken aback, but the surprise soon transforms into a soft, adoring smile. His glance switches from your eyes and settles on your lips and back up to your eyes again. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest, and you wonder if he can hear it too.

"But I'm uh... really nervous," You stammer out shakily, feeling overwhelmingly vulnerable and exposed that you feel like you can probably burst. "I don't... really know how..."

"It's okay." Wonwoo just chuckles, stepping closer to you and leaning in, lips just a breath away from yours. "I'm nervous too."

You feel him put both of his hands at your waist, drawing you closer to him, and the warmth of his touch radiates through the layers of clothing. The soft glow of the hallway light casts on his face, illuminating his warm smile and the sparkle in his eyes. He leans in slowly, giving you time to adjust, stopping right before your lips can meet.

"Can I?" he whispers, his warm breath brushing against your lips, eyes searching yours for consent.

Your heart skips a beat as you nod slightly. The nervousness is still there, evident in the way your fingers twitch lightly, but it's now laced with sweet anticipation. Wonwoo closes the distance between you both, eyes closing as he lets his lips brush against yours a bit hesitantly and tentatively. It's a soft, cautious kiss at first, a testing of waters, and you aren't sure what to do with your hands or how to respond. But as you relax into it, and you kiss him back a bit unconfidently, your hands find their place on his chest, and you can feel the erratic pace of his heart.

His lips taste of comfort and the lingering sweetness of the hot chocolate you both ordered earlier at the café. The world seems to come to a halt; nothing else seems to matter. The hallway light flickers briefly, before shining down like a spotlight on the two of you, highlighting this moment into something incredibly special, a memory etched in your heart. Your initial nervous thoughts had become completely invaded by the thought of only Wonwoo, his lips, his touch, his presence𑁋everything else simply fades into the background.

You can feel the way he smiles under the kiss, the subtle curve of his lips against yours as the kiss deepens ever so slightly, and you can't help but smile too, the corners of your lips turning up as well. There's a gentle urgency in the way his lips move against yours, but he keeps it tender, careful not to rush. Your fingers press gently into Wonwoo's chest as you feel his heartbeat racing under your touch, and his hands on your waist tighten ever so slightly, pulling you even closer.

Yet it isn't until you can feel the way his glasses are slightly pressed against your face that makes you giggle into the kiss.

"Won𑁋" Another bubble of muffled laughter escapes you as he continues to kiss you, his lips teasingly chasing yours and cutting your words off.

Then after a moment, he pulls back to catch some air, and you couldn't help but softly laugh at the way his glasses are endearingly crooked on his face.

"I'm sorry, it's just... Your glasses," You manage to say between breathless, light chuckles, bringing a hand up to readjust them for him on his nose.

He's staring at you with a starry-eyed look as you fix his glasses for him, adoring your concentrated face, and the moment you pull back to look at him, he can't help but press another brief kiss to your lips once more, catching you off-guard.

"Sorry, I..." he mutters apologetically. "Are you... are you okay?"

He tries to scan over your face, searching for any telltale signs of discomfort or hesitation, but all he finds is nothing but the warmth in your eyes and the smile on your lips.

"I'm more than okay," You assure him, pecking him on the lips swiftly, even though your heart is pounding and your head is spinning in circles. You could say that you're absolutely freaking the fuck out and that you might go into cardiac arrest, but you don't, because this is okay𑁋you're okay. "I'm very okay."

You both stand there for a moment, listening to the sounds of each other's heavy breathing as if you're sharing the same rhythm, the same heartbeat. There's that look in his face again𑁋an earnest look of admiration, affection, and longing, like he's trying to engrave every detail of your face, of this moment, into his memory, or like you’ve hung up all the stars in the sky above.

It isn't until a sudden chill makes you both shiver that the two of you notice you're still standing outside in the hallway.

"We should probably head inside," he suggests coyly, and you nod in agreement.

"Yeah." You giddily reach down to grab his hand right away. "We should."

another note: hehe ty for reading 🫶

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"Just sleeping and fucking all day," I AM DEAD!!! and i revived just to BEG you to expand on this please i just love them so much 😭

I'm so glad you liked it, Anon! I came up with something but I'm like 90% sure it's not what you were asking for - I aimed to write more smut and it turned into saccharine fluff somehow. I apologize. Rest assured that the next update for this fic is business as usual, very spicy and contains Carmy finally ******* ****** :)

Teach Me Tonight - Deleted Scene 2.0

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Reader x Carmy Berzatto (The Bear FX)

Rating: Mature (1k)

Tags: Set sometime after the opening of The Bear, Smut, Virgin!Carmy, Fluff, Miscommunication, Domesticity

"Hey, baby," Carmy mumbled with a smile, rolling over in bed and looking at you with sleepy eyes.

You had padded into the room and leaned over to kiss his neck, waking him up from his third nap of the day. In between, you had fucked - slow and loving, then quick and hard, then a mix of both. You felt tired in the best way - and still somehow you wanted him. But you could wait.

"Shhh. I'm not here for another round," you soothed, moving a lock of hair out of his face. "Got us some pizza," you settled across from him, laying the box between you.

He sat up and ogled you shamelessly. You were wearing jeans and one of his shirts, your nipples showing through the white fabric.

"You're gonna be the death of me," he shook his head and focused on the slice of pizza you handed him instead.

"I mean," you gestured at him, his naked torso and satisfied smirk, "likewise, Carm."

You shared a hungry look while taking a bite of pepperoni. He broke first, looking up at the ceiling, away from you.

"How's it feel?" he asked.

"Mmm?" you nudged his leg with your foot.

"You come like two, three times when I can only do one and be just useless..." he blushed, curiosity tinting his skin. "I was just wondering what that was like, if all women were like that."

You smiled. Sometimes you forgot that he was a virgin before you.

"A lot of women can, uh, come multiple times," you explained. "If it's done properly, if you work for it," you cleared your throat. "Some women can't come at all."

"That sounds, uh-" Carmy struggled.

"Miserable?" you supplied and he nodded. "It can be. But sex isn't always about coming, you know? It's about being close and getting to know each other."

Carmy hummed pensively.

Just now, between one round and the next you had fallen asleep still intertwined, spent, his arms around your waist and his softening cock inside you. It was nice, to be so close with zero expectations of it going anywhere.

"What've you learned about me? With sex, I mean," he asked, his blue eyes wide.

"That you're giving, uh, determined, a fast learner," you pondered for a minute while you chewed. "A bit of a control freak but we knew that from before," he chuckled. "And you think you don't deserve good shit, even though you do."

"Pretty spot on," he let out a shaky breath.

You caressed his calf over the bedsheets. It felt strange to be talking about this but it had been a fucking weird day, and discussing orgasms with Carmy while eating pizza fit right in.

"You're a great fuck, Carm," you said softly. "And that takes patience and care and- I love that you want to make me feel good. I do," his gaze was downward and you reached for his hand. "I just don't want you to think you need to be perfect for me here too, you know? There's no pressure."

Carmy nodded and his eyes met yours, he gave you a soft smile.

"Thanks," he brushed your knuckles with his thumb. Then his smile turned mischievous. "Just to be sure, you do like coming though?" he looked for confirmation, head tilted.

"Yeah," you laughed. "Obviously, yeah," you poked at his side and reached for another slice of pizza. "I'm just saying there's no pressure, okay?"

"Okay," he took a big bite of crust. "You didn't answer my question from before," he prompted, raising his eyebrows. "How does it feel?"

"Uh. Well, you don't know how good it's going to be until you're coming. Sometimes it slows down, becomes softer. Or you get halfway through the next and get stuck there," you shrugged. "Sometimes it builds up, becomes more intense each time-"

"Like the last one?" he asked.

You blushed - the memory of him on top of you, his chain dangling near your mouth, his hands holding your wrists above your head, taking up all your thoughts. He had fucked you through your first orgasm until you saw stars and your moans turned into cries of pleasure.

"Exactly like that," you replied bashfully like it wasn't you that had begged him to keep going and fuck you harder.

"How many have you done?" Carmy asked after a while.

"Huh?"

"How many times you've come in a row?" he repeated, that calculating look back on his face. "What's the max?"

"I don't know, five?" you laughed nervously. "I think you're getting the wrong message from this, Carm."

"No, I know," he shook his head. "I was guessing we could start with all that 'no pressure' thing tomorrow. And I think I still have one more round left in me today, so..."

"What the fuck, Carm?" you giggled.

You covered your face with your hands, hiding how flustered you were.

"I'm serious," he said, amusement still showing in his tone. You finally uncovered your face and looked at him. He was smiling but he wasn't joking. "I don't know how to be calm," he explained. "I don't know how to fucking relax and be normal. I never have. Being with you- That's the closest I've come to that," he said softly. You cupped his face tenderly. "But sometimes it gets so crazy that the only thing I know I can do well is make you feel good. That's why I can be a control freak and competitive and insane..."

You shushed him.

"You're fine, baby," you caressed Carmy's shoulders, scooting closer to him. "I love that you're all those things. I just- You push yourself to the limit. You can hurt yourself trying to make everything perfect," your thumb traced the edge of the dark circles around his eyes - all from early mornings and late nights at The Bear. "I don't want to be that for you - another weight, another thing that needs to be perfect."

"You're not," he whispered. "You've never been that, okay?"

"Okay," you sighed and surged forward to kiss him, his face between your palms.

Even after the kiss was over you stayed there, your forehead on his, and your noses touching.

"So," you said after a while, "how about we finish this," you pointed at the pizza, "and watch a movie?"

You had learned that watching a movie with Carmy was shorthand for a nap on the couch since he was always so fucking tired.

He chuckled against your mouth.

"I think I can manage that," he replied, guiding you by the hand to the living room.

[Part 8]

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writingjourney · 5 months

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I DONT REMEMBER IF I SUBMITTED THIS ALREADY BUT LIKE-

Copia cuddles!!! I need them!!! I need to smoosh my face into his silly chest I need to wrap my arms around him and nap!!!!

I'm sorry I took so long to reply. You're so right anon, I know for sure that this would fix me. I need to shove my face into his tiddies and sleep for a whole day 😭

// anyway, here's a short blurb, content: just under 500 words, gn!reader, napping in his office after he (literally) caught you falling asleep at his desk ♡

He tries to keep his hand as steady as possible. Your head weighs heavy on his wrist but this is still better than if it met the hard walnut tabletop in front of you. Copia barely caught it, your drooping face, and he’d reached out before he could think too much about it. Now he sits at the most awkward angle, bent into your direction with his gloved hand floating in midair between your cheek and his desk.

You’re drooling into his palm, neck bent in a way that promises a painful cramp any minute now. A decision has to be made if he wants to use his hand again. He could finish his reading with you napping on him – his desk chair is spacious enough – but he has to get you into a safe position in his lap first.

When he starts pulling his hand in the direction of his chest, you snore into the quiet of his office and he startles so violently that he almost drops your head. It’s quite impressive how deeply you have fallen asleep within such a short time frame but then again he knows you’ve been working harder than is healthy, short nights and long days sacrificed to the very translation he is reading for approval right now. And you did such a good job with it.

Copia hooks his other arm around your waist, securing you with his hand safely spread over your belly. Then he pulls, trying to drag you over, and for a moment he thinks his spine might snap. This is not the angle he should lift you in but his choices are limited. With a deep inhale he heaves you into his lap, exerting all the strength he can conjure into his lanky arms. He huffs out the deep breath he took once you settle, falling slack against his upper body. If this won’t convince you to finally get some rest and take a break then it will be a Papal order next.

A sigh tickles his neck then and for a moment he thinks you wake. But instead you burrow deep into his chest, nuzzling for a moment before you release another snore. The angle is still awkward and he pulls you upwards until your cheek rests safely atop his shoulder. Your legs are swung over his and he repositions you until you’re secure within the confines of his desk chair, feet dangling over the armrest.

Only when Copia feels your even exhales tickling his neck does he pick up the translation again. But as he tries to regain his focus, his gaze is weary and he can’t quite read the words. Your sleepiness seems catching and with your soft body atop his like the world’s most precious weighted blanket, he finds it easy to give into temptation. Perhaps he can rest his eyes for a moment as well, just a few minutes.

BTW if you like this sort of fluffy thing, you should check out @ramblingoak ‘s little nap series here and here for similar nappy vibes :) ♡

#copia x reader #papa emeritus iv x reader #papa emeritus iv #papa emeritus iv fanfiction #copia fanfiction #copia drabble #cardinal copia x reader #asks #my writing

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sammiesallow · 1 year

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could i get some sebastian and ominis (separate) x reader headcanons where the reader is like always rlly tired and on the verge of falling asleep right then and there😭 (bonus points if reader does actually fall asleep💀)

ME THIS IS ME IRL /GEN. I fall asleep everywhere omg!! This is very self-indulgent!

Sleepy! (Ominis, Sebastian)

Ominis Gaunt 🐍

He sleeps in class a lot honestly.

So when he notices how much you sleep?

He's concerned at first, wondering if you're getting enough sleep

You fall asleep on his shoulder or just complain about being tired all the time

You eventually tell him that there's no reason for it, you're just sleepy

Ok now he thinks it's cute

Holds you hand in class? BOOM you're asleep

Or hanging out in the undercroft maybe, you just lay down on him and immediately you're dozing off on his lap

He loves how cute it is, but still wants you to focus in class

So as much as he doesn't want to, he'll wake you up if you sleep for too long

If you're frustrated about it, he's here to comfort you

"I'm just so tired of being.. Tired all the time"

"I understand darling, I'll be here for you whenever you need me"

Naps in the undercroft on your free days!

Lay there in your casual clothes and cuddle

Seb in the corner: "GET A ROOM 😭😭🤢🤢"

But ominis is the sweetest when it comes to sleeping, so he thinks its so cute when you're just. Asleep for no reason

Sebastian Sallow ⭐️

Let's be honest here, sebastian is an absolute idiot?

He's a rascal, and the first thing he thinks of is to prank you.

It'll be completely silent and he'll drop his book on your desk as loud as he can

Scares the shit out of you

*BOOM*"HAHAHA"

"I'M AWAKE!!!"

He's not sweet like ominis, but does also get worried when he notices it's frequent

Will look over at you and you'll be dozing off

"You good??"

Asks you about it after class

You just explain to him that it's always been that way, you're just tired

He doesn't care after that 😭

Snaps his fingers in front of your face to wake you up

(You bit him once, he doesn't do that anymore)

After y'all start dating, his favorite thing to do is wake you up with kisses!!!

Grabs your hand and kisses the back of your palm

Or on the cheek

If he doesn't wake you up, he'll put his scarf on you!! (+10 points if you're in a different house🤭)

You try to give it back?

"Keep it, Green looks better on you"

Give him YOUR scarf!! It'll make him fall asleep cause it smells like you

He loves it. Even if you ask for it back.. You're not getting it back.

also likes naps in the undercroft!

Sometimes even sleeps there instead of the dorms

He ain't a peaceful sleeper bro he's out like a light and snoring with drool and everything

It's cute tho

If you're sleeping on the couch, he'll kiss you on the forehead to lightly wake you up

"It's time to wake up darling.."

I can imagine you just moaning and groaning like a kid cause you don't wanna get up

definitely teases you

"I know, i know, life is soo hard"

Y'all are so in love though, he's the sweetest

A/n- YEAHHHHHFBDNJDJSJD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!

#hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy x reader #ominis gaunt x reader #sebastian sallow x reader #hogwarts #hogwarts legacy x you #sebastian sallow x mc #ominis gaunt is gorgeous wtf #ominis gaunt x mc

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scarletwinterxx · 1 year

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i think i'm in love with you - mark lee imagine

hi🥺 it's been a while, hello! i know i just wrote a mark au before this but this man just has me in my feels for the past year😩😭 so yea here's another cute mark lee moment for all of us. and yes i was listening to Designer on repeat while writing this😊😅

if you have a request or scenario you want me to do, just send me a message I'll see what I can do😊💌

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and if you want, u can buy me coffee (totally optional but any donation is very much appreciated!) thank you🥺💛

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"Baby, can you pass me the towel?" Mark says holding a hand out to you, meanwhile you made no movement. Too busy oggling at your boyfriend who just got out of the shower.

Mark looks over at you to see you blatantly checking him out, earning a low chuckle from him. This broke you out fo your trance, meeting his eyes time time.

"Are you done missy or should I put on a show for you?" he jokes, taking the seat infront of the bed to let you dry his hair.

"You need to ease up on your skill to look this irresistible. I can't fight girls and boys for you, love" you tell him, Mark laughs at this playfully pinching your thighs next to his head.

"No need to, only you can have me" he answers withouth missing a beat, loving the way your fingers massage his scalp gently. His eyes closing, about to drift off for a quick nap right there.

"Hey, are you getting sleepy? Come up here" you notice his head lulling sideways, chuckling at how adorable your man is. He takes the towel from you before throwing it on the chair across the bed before tackling you with a hug. Both of you landing softly on the bed with him on top of you.

Brushing the hair away his face, you smile up at him. The smile that would start Mark's day, the only smile he wants to see before he closes his eyes at night. He grins back at you, kissing the tip of your nose so gently you almost didn't feel it.

You giggle at his actions, the man on you looking down at you with wonder and adoration in his eyes. "What are you giggling about?"

"Nothing, just you"

"You look cute under me" he mumbles, not sure whether he's trying to seduce you so you just laugh at his statement.

"What? You laughing at me huh?" you then feels his fingers on your side making you squirm under him. "Stop, don't you dare Minhyung" you tell him before he proceeds with tickling you making you burst into more giggles. Mark's second favorite sound in the world. First being your voice of course.

"Tell me you love me" he says, by then he's straddling you. Trapping you under him, his tickle attacks continues on your sides.

"Stopppppp, okay okay. I love you" you say in between laughs. Feeling satisfied at your words, Mark gets off of you before pulling you with him. This time you're the one on top of him.

"Thought I looked cute under you" you tease him

"Yea, and you look hot when you're on top of me" he says, sitting up so you're chest to chest

"I'm so so so stupidly in love with you" he whispers, looking right in to your eyes as if his words weren't enough to convey just what he was trying to say. So you do what you think would help him understand you're just as smitten with him as he is to you.

You kiss him, wounding your arms around his shoulder. You feel him pull you as close as you could be. If he could mold you to fit him perfectly, he would. But then again that's already how he feels when he's with you.

Mark is a man of belief and he can say with his whole heart how he believes God took his time creating you. Down to the last strand of hair on your head he likes to craddle, to your fingers he likes to hold, to your lips he could kiss all day. You're perfect. By some miracle. Maybe it's fate or immense amount of luck, it's like you were designed for him.

Breaking away from the kiss, Mark looks at you again. Eyes full of love, like they've always been ever since he first saw you.

"I love you, too" you tell him, not forgetting to say the words back even though you know and feel that he knows this already.

Hearing your words made Mark close the gap between your lips once again. This time kissing you with more intense, like he's a man on mission. Mission to make you only know him and him only.

He kisses your lips, then your face down the hollow of your neck. Taking extra care of that spot he knows would make you feel on the brink of being undone then and there, hearing you moan his name.

Maybe that's his second favorite sound in the world after all. Your voice, your moan then your laugh. He has a list longer than this but his mind is a bit pre-occupied at the moment.

He kisses you and kisses you until you're drowning in the feeling of him. Whenever Mark tells you he loves you more than you love him, you just let him win that conversation. But really, you can go on and on about all things you love about him.

You're not sure if he knows just how much power he holds over you, same as you to him. You got him wrapped around your fingers and him and he's putty on the palm of your hands.

Before drifting off to slumber, Mark tucks the hair behind your face. The two of you laying side by side. "Stop staring, go to sleep" you mumble, sleep just about to take over

"I will, just want to see you a little longer. Don't want to end this perfect day with you"

You smile at his words, scooching a little closer over to his side. Mark already welcoming you in his arms. "We can start another day tomorrow, go rest dummy. I'll be right here when you wake up" you then kiss his chin, too tired to reach for his lips

"Promise?" Mark says, kissing your head a few times. He waits a few seconds for you to reply, thinking you already fell asleep in his arms before he hears a quiet hum of agreement from you.

Then he follows after you, even in his dreams he can only see you. Not a second of his day wasted if he's with you. Indeed a perfect way to start his day with you.

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darkbluekies · 1 year

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Dr Kry asks #3

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Concept: I've put multiple asks into one post to avoid too much loose posts on my account! This way, you have more to read too<3

Warnings: insomnia, medication, drugs, chronic illnesses, broken bones, mentions of overdosing,

☁️ ... this is my last ask for the day i SWEAR. how about dr kry with a sleep deprived darling / a darling who's always sleep deprived. if that doesnt work because of the setting (cause yknow in canon the darling's always napping lol), then how about a darling who has trouble sleeping. OR BOTH if you want to and can make it work. sorry i really wanna request this one cause the only time i can have a good sleep nowadays is when the weekend hits 🥲 i just want a bit of dr kry fluff 😭

He will sit with you for as long as you need, putting your needs before his. He can see that you're struggling to fall asleep. He can see the hollow half moons under your eyes and his heart will break.

"I can't watch this anymore. I'm going to go get you some sleeping pills, okay? And if they won't work I'll go get anaesthesia. Hopefully that'll be able to make you relax."

You'll get your sleeping pills and then rest back against the pillow. Dr Kry will sit with you until morning hours if needed. He'll hold your hand, play with your fingers, hug you if you want one and read for you.

"Are you feeling a little sleepy now, Y/N? Yeah? Are the pills working? Amazing. Just relax and let yourself fall asleep. I'll be here with you until you fall asleep and then I'll meet you in the morning, okay? We'll eat breakfast together, I promise."

Dr kry with s/o who suffers from migraine. Like bright lights aren’t good, eats a lot of pain killers and sleeps a lot bc of it

One of the main things with Dr Kry is that he always forces you to sleep (as seen in his headcanon), but that's because of the poisoned air he puts you in. If the lights we're bothering you as well, he'll turn them down and use small, warm nightlights to keep the room somewhat lit up. He'll try to control your intake of pain killers since he's afraid that you'll take too many, but he'll make sure that you won't be in pain one way or another.

"What? Too bright? Still? But, honey, all of the lights are already off. It's only this little light that's still on ... alright, I'll turn it off. If this continues I might have to develop nightray vision. Why don't you take a nap, Y/N? It'll make you feel better."

How would Dr Kry react to a darling who's very interested in his love life and like to tease him ? Always asking question about his possible partner, what he likes, ect ? Just to say " I don't understand why you're still single, you're so easy to love! Besides you're also very quiet, I know a lot of girls who liked the quiet bo- Wait !! Let me set you up, there's a very nice nurse I think her name is ... Charlotte? You know, the short brunette on the first floor ? She seems very kind or maybe you're gay ?? Well, there's that one dude at the cafeteria, I kinda had a crush on him at the beginning but I thinks he likes men...you could still give it a try if you want 🙂"

He'd let you have a go at it at first, hoping that it'd only be a one time thing ... but you continue to tease him every. single. day. He'll try his best to avoid the subject all together, but in the end would lose it. He'd grab your shoulders and pin you up against the wall in an attempt to make you silent.

"Shut up! Just shut up, alright?! I don't want to hear it!"

He'd noticed that he'd scared you and let your shoulders go. Backing away a step while running a hand through his hair, he'd think on how to save this situation. You'd apologize for making him mad which would only cause him to sigh heavily.

"You're so stupid, Y/N. Why can't you see that I want you? My fingers ache at the need of touching you sometimes and my heart breaks at the thought of you imagining me with someone else! I don't want anyone else. I think I'm going insane! I don't want to hear you talk about other people when you're with me. I just want you to focus on me and me only. Can you do that for me?"

He'd notice how wide your eyes were and how you started pulling your arms closer to your torso. With a hiss, he'd bring you into his arms before you had the chance to run away.

"I love you", he'd whisper.

im going to be sending in two asks bc i am mentally ill. heres the first one: how would dr kry deal with a patient who is chronically ill and frequently needs surgeries? this may or may not be self indulgent because i may or may not have just gotten surgery yesterday on my silly goofy eyeball (im fine)

He'll be right by your side. He'll take care of you and give you everything you need. When you're afraid, he'll kiss your hand and give you a reassuring smile.

"I know you're scared ... I wish I could do something to help you. I wish I could steal you away from here ... but you need these operations to survive. I'm so sorry, Y/N. What can I do to help you? Do you want something to eat? Do you want me to read for you? Yeah? Absolutely, anything for you."

second ask: i literally love dr kry so hear me out 💀 how about dr kry with a patient whos just being a total cranky BRAT to him. acting up, mouthing off, just being a little twerp. (its me. im also a little twerp)

Do you want to die? He controls your body. If you're being a little brat, he'll make sure your air is even more polluted and you 'accidentally' hurt yourself.

"Your arms are broken? Oh dear, how did that happen? Well ... i guess your silly behaviour came to bite you in the butt. Well, now you have to be a little nicer to me if you want me to care for you, okay? I don't want to help an ungrateful brat. Good, let's start over."

What would Dr. Kry do if darling tried to take a lot of pills to overdose and feel independent without him?

You'd be tied to the bed :) and have no privacy :) and never be in control again :)

I just discovered your blog and i'm in love with Dr Kry 😭what would happen if reader was sensitive to loud sounds??

He'd sound proof the room and give you ear plugs. When he's talking to you, he'll use a soft spoken voice and if he gets angry, he'll try his best to keep his composure so he won't yell at you. If there were loud bangings or sounds he can't control, he'll hide with you in the bathroom where the sounds aren't as loud. You'll have your ear plugs and his hands over your ears.

"It's alright, little one, just breathe. The noises will end soon. When they end, we'll go back out into the room and we'll read a little, okay? I'll try to find out who made these awful sounds and make sure they won't do it again."

what if we actually end up living with Dr Kry??

This man would honestly take such good care of you. You'll share a big bed, have many plants and he'd show a more humane side that he can't show in the hospital. He'll smile more, love more, talk more. The constant stress of being in the hospital and having people all around who could take you away from him takes a lot of energy that he wants to project on you.

"I've baked bread! I've wanted to try for a while. How about you come with me downstairs and get a slice with some marmalade? I know your legs are weak, I'll carry you down if you'd like."

i was wondering how would reader and dr krys relationship be if reader was nurse or doctor

He'd make sure you were scheduled together so he can spend his work shifts with you. People in the hospital would think that you're a couple. Exactly as he wants. He'll buy you lunch and stay close to you on break times. If anyone asks him if you're a couple, he'll answer with something that indicates that you are.

"Y/N, do you want to go take a bit of fresh air? You've been working so well these last hours, you're well deserved of a break. Come here, let's go take a few breaths and a bit of coffee before the night shift."

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere drabbles #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere fics #yandere oc x you #yandere doctor #yandere male #yandere headcanons

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yandereloversblog · 2 years

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Haii~ I love your yan Bonten content so if you don't mind, may I request yan Bonten crushing on an f!executive reader who's polite and nice to them (without any interest in getting closer to them) but is the opposite with her secretary bestie ? Like reader's chill with them, but turns into the softest, sweetest thing ever around her secretary; constantly demanding her secretary's attention. Have a nice day ❤️

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝙴𝚡𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚘'𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚢𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘, 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚢𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞, 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝙷𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙺𝚘𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚒, 𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚘𝚖𝚒 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒, 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒 𝙼𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚒

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚄𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚎𝚝, 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: THAT POOR SECRETARY 😭😭 Also I kinda did this as more of a harem situation because everyone reacted too similarly... There was a lot of text here huh-

You always sit closest to Mikey, although Sanzu should sit there because he's Bonten's number 2 it's you, Sanzu sits next to you in return though.

Meetings always end in them talking to you about random stuff. Probably bug you a lot about your personal life too.

Whenever you need to report some papers they all just get up from their seats and go around you. Wanting to touch and stay as close as they can.

Since you sit between Sanzu and Mikey they just lean in closer to you, Mikey ends up laying his head on your shoulder most times.

"Just say your report, this isn't that strange!"

"Yeah we gotta be closer so we can look at the paper too."

"I'm sleepy... Can I nap on you for a bit, [Y/N]-chin?"

Mikey likes being coddled by you so he's always touchy and you can't do anything about it cuz he's your boss. He also listens to you most and only eats if you're there so you're always having lunch and dinner with him.

You work closely with Sanzu and Kakucho, they're the ones who you stand by while working on papers or scraps for the month.

Ran and Rindou are the ones who accompany you when you go outside to do business while Koko, Mochi and Takeomi always help you when you need it and get you the most gifts -especially Koko-

You always remain polite and nice since being a part of this inner circle isn't only an honor but sometimes entertaining.

They tease you, help you and are always around, requesting to go with you in missions to keep you company and always get you gifts. You try to keep them away but somehow you ended up being friends with them.

Because they crush on you so hard they sometimes follow after you like lost ducklings. Especially since they're more at ease on how they act considering you're not disturbed by the line of work- not to mention you're IN said line of work.

I know Mikey, Sanzu and Ran saw you covered in blood once, acting all cool while "interrogating" one of the scraps and they just fell even more in love.

Still... Why were you always so...

"Sorry! I can't come to this party either."

"But [Y/N]!~ You promised you will last time!"

"Yeah you're always skipping!"

"That's not fair at all, is it now? You're not avoiding us, right [Y/N]?"

"What if I raise your pay? Will that get you to stay?"

"You... Don't hate us do you [Y/N]-chin...?"

"No! I um... Just have to meet with someone! I promise I'll be there next time!"

Of course they follow you to see what you would do but you just always end up in your office with your secretary doing work!

Koko is proud of you for this but he still hates it.

Then Mikey said mindlessly in some petty jealousy.

"She's always with that secretary of hers doing work, if she needed help we could've done it... Why does she need that stupid person?"

And it clicked. You were ALWAYS with your secretary when you weren't with them.

Especially with how you acted- you weren't doing work. You were just spending time with your secretary and using work as an excuse to get them to come over. This was the first time they were so close to listen in to the conversations after all.

"Miss [Y/N] please, we've been at this for hours and you're still not done with the paperwork!"

"Ehh but I'm tired~ come on, can't we play with something or watch a movie? I wanna spend time together with you!"

"... Alright."

You all but tugged at your secretary's sleeve and pouted when they turned away, wanting to spend more time with them.

That's when all hell broke loose and Bonten began their petty jealousy on your innocent secretary.

Background checks were done, threats and plans were thrown around in the meeting room while you weren't there, all while Mikey stood quiet, glaring at the report of your secretary.

You were the one who recommended them and Mikey just let it slide. How could he be so stupid as to accept them, he knew something was off when you kept praising them. But he refused to believed you cared about them.

"She doesn't care about that... She cares more about us... About me."

And because Mikey refused to kill them since it would mean they viewed that person as a threat, when they shouldn't be, the executives began to bully them.

Whenever your secretary needed to carry some papers to your office you bet Ran and Rindou would be there to trip or push them. Degrading in the meanwhile with a heated glare from Rin and a sarcastic smile from Ran.

"Watch where you're going you filthy thing, look, you even dropped the papers everywhere! Do you know how much trouble you just caused for [Y/N]!?"

"If you weren't [Y/N] secretary I would've killed you~ hurry up and get back to work, don't keep her waiting."

The amount of work Kakucho, Koko, Mochi and Takeomi push on them is inhumane, just making sure your secretary is too busy to even see you.

"Are you slacking off again? Don't start causing trouble for [Y/N] just because you think she can protect you. She has her own work to take care off so don't bother her."

"I told you I'd give you a raise if you completed the work but what is this trash? I should demote you instead. Just because [Y/N] is responsible for you doesn't mean I'll overlook these mistakes."

"Bonten doesn't need people like you, if you can't pull your weight leave and don't drag [Y/N] down with you."

"You can't even do that? Then just quit. [Y/N] doesn't need incompetent people like you."

Sanzu was by far the worst. Would probably smack your secretary right then and there the second you left to go somewhere. Especially if he saw the two of you touching.

Male, female or nonbinary, Bonten doesn't make exception, especially not Sanzu.

"Don't you know your place!? Quit touching [Y/N] so casually or I'll cut your hands off!"

They mentioned the unfair treatment to you once, probably saying it was less than the actual degree because you'd freak out- and you did.

Not only that but you immediately took it to Mikey.

Mikey hadn't participated at first because he just wanted to be with you instead... Also called you away just so his executives could bully your secretary, he found it entertaining when the executives told him what they did to your secretary

But seeing you glaring and demanding for your secretary to be left alone Mikey all but exploded.

He was holding back because he thought it wasn't worth it since you couldn't care for them but this proved that you DID care.

The second you were gone Sanzu had to stare with an expressionless gaze as Mikey destroyed everything in the room.

"That insignificant bug thinks it can steal my angel away... It made my angel get mad at me and care for it..."

"Mikey, let me kill them. I'll make it quick."

"... No. [Y/N]-chin is smart, my angel will know we did it and I can't have her be more upset... I have a better idea."

For a month or two things will return back to normal much to the executives displeasure.

They had to sit and grit their teeth when you brought your secretary in for a meeting and acted lovey-dovey with them, basically ignoring them.

But all Mikey could do was smile before saying you were needed to go in an overseas mission to take out a target.

You were a little confused because Sanzu usually did those but apperantly Sanzu had his own schedule booked with missions for that week.

The Bonten members had to watch in burning jealousy as you just said your goodbyes to them but hugged your secretary tightly instead.

"I'll miss you! Oh- I'll also be sure to get you lots of gifts to make up for it ♡"

Yeah no. When you were gone not only did they begin the bullying again but Mikey participated this time.

Man didn't even need to do anything, just getting stared at by him had your secretary in tears.

"To think my angel would like something like you... You're pathetic."

Within a week they had your secretary commit suicide. And Kakucho was the one to tell you. As you wouldn't find it weird if it was him being concerned.

Called you and told you your mission would be cut in half.

"I'm so sorry [Y/N], they hadn't come to work in a long while once you left and when I went over to check they had killed themselves, they left a note for you."

They comforted you as you cried. Actually it was better if you were feeling as vulnerable as you could.

Mikey wanted to do so. He still was a little mad you showed concern and liked someone that wasn't them- that wasn't him.

So Sanzu got to work. In the midst of all your vulnerability and sadness he introduced you to drugs, it was to make you feel better.

And against your better judgement you fell for it.

Not only did you get addicted but they didn't let you move on, your memory got foggy and all you had to lean on was them.

Now you didn't really have anyone to take care of you except for them.

Mikey would smile, letting you sleep at his place, carefully touching your hair as he leans in to kiss you.

"You belong to Bonten [Y/N]-chin... Belong to me, my angel... So anything standing in between should get removed."

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lil-elle · 6 months

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KIDS WITH XIKERSS🥺🥺🥺 What would it be like to have a family with them?😭😭😭

I'll actually cry thinking about this, I'm not joking

XIKERS as Dads T-T

pairs: bf/hus!xikers (?) x gn!reader

genre: established relationship, parenthood (?), fluff

word count: 1.3k

content: cute fluffy dad behaviour

a/n: daddy issues go so crazy...

Minjae:

Likes to think he'd know what to do but when it actually comes to it, he's a confused mess

At first, if you left him alone with the baby to go grocery shopping or something, he'd be calling you after like 10 minutes like “Um, please come back, she's trying to eat paper towels and I don't know what to do…” in a very panicked voice that you don't usually hear from him

He'd get it eventually, but he'd be such a weak spot for your daughter, always getting her fast food when she wants it, taking her to the park whenever he can, not being able to resist when she points and asks if she can get some ice cream at the grocery store

Would be the softest dad ever, always talking sweetly to her and making time for her

She'd definitely grow up being a dad's girl, listening to music with him, cooking with him, dancing with him

Junmin:

Anxious, paranoid dad. Looks up every little thing she does, worried it's a sign of illness or injury

Actually quite a good carer though, insisting that you stay in bed and let him handle it when she starts crying in the middle of the night

Definitely looks at her with the softest eyes, the type to think he wouldn't be all that crazy about having kids but once he has one, he's so so full of love and joy

Would end up being maybe a little strict just because he's over paranoid. Once she's a teen you'd have to convince him to let her do certain things like hang out with her friends because he thinks they'll be drinking and doing drugs (I swear he means well)

The type to have a heart to heart with her because she's mad at him for being so strict, and he'd tear up while telling her that he's just so worried about her

Sumin:

The fun one

Shows pictures of you and her to everyone at work, so incredibly proud and happy of his family “Look at her, isn't she cute!!”

Spoils her every Christmas, birthday, any holiday basically. Even not on holidays, comes home with gifts for her and you have to warn him not to spoil her too much in case she becomes a spoilt brat

Would listen to her babble about her cartoons or favourite toys and would definitely actually enjoy watching cartoons and playing with toys with her

Jinsik:

The emotional one. Cries with every milestone like first steps, first day of school, every birthday, first play date, anything really

Thought he'd be a bad father but is actually really naturally caring and nurturing

Would sit and help with her homework until she gets to like 10th grade and he's skipping out saying he's “busy” but it's actually because he barely understands it himself

Would let her run and jump into his arms every time he got home from work

You'd catch them napping together on the couch after getting home one day because they both got sleepy watching a movie and cuddling

Hyunwoo:

Kinda goofy and also really confused when it comes to caring for her

Would do a ton of research and still be like “is this right?” “Oh god what do I do??”

Would absolutely adore her though, taking pictures whenever she does something cute and geeking out while showing you and obsessing over it for days

You'd walk into her room one day to find him holding her and just looking at her with the softest smile on his face. You'd walk up to him and he'd meet your eyes before smiling super duper wide, just so happy

He doesn't usually cry but he'd tear up seeing her leave for her first day at school and turn away from you like “I'm not crying, don't look!”

Junghoon:

Would be super nervous about taking care of her on the inside, even if he didn't show it on the outside

Doesn't seem like the type to be a fan of kids but his is the only exception - he adores her

Would keep a picture of her in his wallet or on his desk at work

Would always prioritise her over anything else. She's sick at school? Immediately leaves work to take her home and take care of her. She's crying over something? Would sit down with her and comfort her

Would sit on the couch with her on his lap watching cartoons and he'd absolutely fall asleep there, knocked out while she's bouncing up and down singing to the theme tune of her favourite show

Seeun:

Wide eyed whenever she does something new like giggles or grabs his finger

Would never ever admit how much he adores her but you'd catch him peeking into the crib while she sleeps, just smiling softly and getting jumpscared when he notices you behind him

Would go insane when she has her first steps, jumping up and down and yelling. He'd only calm down once he realises that he might be scaring or upsetting her by being loud

Would take her on little daddy daughter dates after school, scooping her into his arms and carrying her to a nearby cafe while talking cutesy with her and letting her choose whatever she wants from the sweets in the Cafe

Would always fight for her if she got in trouble at school, insisting that there's no way his precious angel started a fight and it was definitely the other kids fault

Yujun:

Tears and giggles from him no matter what she does. She'd giggle and the he'd giggle and his giggling would make her giggle harder, just an endless cycle

She'd definitely tale after him, being super super adorable and everyone would be able to tell, commenting on it and making him shy

Would build pillow forts with her and read her stories and she fell asleep, then carry her to bed and kiss her forehead and tucked her in

Many nights of all 3 of you falling asleep in bed together snuggled up, especially if it's cold or she's had a nightmare

Would wear matching Halloween costumes with her every Halloween because she loves it so much

Hunter:

Definitely seems like the type to know he wants a family, and once he has it he's just as thrilled as he thought he'd be

Would sing to her to help her sleep while running his finger down the bridge of her nose

Would always carry her from the car to her bed without waking her up if she fell asleep

Would be super prepared with making sure she had everything she needed for school everyday, would always make sure she ate enough and was happy everyday

Just a few months after having the first one he'd already be like “let's have another one”

Yechan:

Would be super panicky and confused. She'd start crying and he'd make a silly face to try and cheer her up but she'd just cry harder and he'd be like “HONEY HELP, I MADE IT WORSE.”

Would burst into hysterical laughter at any small thing she did, would somehow always manage to stay positive and find it funny even if she flings food at the wall or draws on everything with permanent marker

You'd have to be the one to discipline her because Yechan would never have the heart to

He's the type to high five her if she fights someone at school. “Did he start it?” “He called me a butthead >:( so I hit him” “Good job, sweetheart” *high five*

Would work together with her to pull pranks on you and then run away together, “Mommy's so scary isn't she” he'd chuckle

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TAGLIST:

@hyunromi @chocoeon @hyunukitty @minjaezed

#xikers #xikers fanfic #xikers fluff #xikers imagines #xikers x reader #xikers drabbles

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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Prompt: Slow kisses with Spencer Reid. I hope you are okay❤️

hi, anon!! i appreciate you being patient with me as i wrote this! this took me way longer than i anticipated and i would like to apologize for that 🫶🏻

"All Over Again" ~ S. Reid

Summary: Just a cute lil blurb about Y/N and Spencer's daughter picking him from the airport after a case.

Pairing: Dad!Spencer Reid x Fem!Mom!Reader

Word Count: 1,129 (so it's long for a blurb, sue me ig)

Content Warning: very mild sexual content (a singular mention of making out) but i think that's it honestly

Genre: Fluff, what else did y'all expect from me 😭✋🏻

Extra Notes: this took way too long to write bc my ADHD was popping out for a couple days days 💀

Based On the Prompt: "Slow kisses with Spencer Reid"

Originally Written: between 09/12/22 and 09/14/22

Beta Read by: @dungeons-are-too-cold (thank you, sweet friend!)

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Y/N was sure her daughter's pupils tripled in size every time they found themselves at the airport.

Despite bringing Emmeline along countless times to pick Spencer up after cases, the three year old always found something new and exciting every time she went.

"Wait for Mama," Y/N laughed as she walked behind Emmeline, who was intently focused on a woman with a pink suitcase.

Emmeline giggled in response, slowing down for Y/N to catch up.

She reached down for her daughter and smiled, placing her on her hip. "You have a little too much energy for it to be 11:00 p.m," she said with a chuckle.

"I'm just excited to see Daddy again," her daughter replied, followed by a smile—the same smile as Spencer.

"Me too, Em," Y/N said, kissing her daughter on the head.

The two continued to make their way to the gate where Spencer would soon be arriving, Emmeline continuing to look around in wonder.

As Y/N sat down at the gate, Emmeline settled her head on her mother's shoulder, letting out a light yawn.

Y/N giggled at her daughter's sleepiness. "I knew that nap in the car wouldn't last you very long," she joked, craning her head to give her daughter a kiss on the cheek.

"Doesn't matter. I'm staying to see Daddy, Uncle Luke, and Aunt Emily," Emmeline replied determinedly.

"What about Aunt Tara, Aunt JJ, and Uncle Dave?" Y/N asked amusedly.

"Them too," she answered, her eyes growing heavy as she followed her sentence up with a yawn.

After a couple minutes, Y/N heard soft snores close to her ear. She rubbed small circles on her daughter's back as the girl's chest rose and fell, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Y/N found her own eyes getting heavy with sleep too, though she forced herself to awake for fear of falling asleep in the busy airport. She found herself so sleepy that she almost didn't notice the, "Flight AA747 from San Francisco arriving at Gate D3," over the loudspeaker.

Sleepily, Y/N stood with her arms wrapped tightly around Emmeline. She felt both relief and excitement bubbling up in her stomach as she awaited the arrival of her husband.

Luke was first off the plane, sluggishly dragging his carry-on suitcase behind him. A few feet behind him was JJ, who was sipping on a coffee and holding her phone to her ear.

Y/N waved in the direction of the two, quickly catching their attention as she walked their way.

"I see someone's doing what I wish I was doing," Luke chuckled, smiling at the sight of Emmeline.

"Yeah, she said she was going to stay up to see you, Spencer, and Emily but I guess her sleep was more important after all," Y/N laughed softly, patting her daughter lightly on the back.

Luke placed his go bag and carry-on down on the ground, holding out his arms. Y/N already knew what he wanted, happily passing a conked out Emmeline to her godfather.

She shuffled about in his arms, still not having woken up. A smile found its way back to Luke's lips as he walked over to a bench, lightly rocking the three-year-old.

Y/N's sleepy eyes lit up as she spotted Spencer, who seemed intently focused on sharing something with Rossi.

"Probably a statistic or a fun fact," Y/N laughed internally.

Spencer's eyes followed suit, lighting up as they made contact with his wife.

Y/N gave him a tight, closed-lip smile as she plodded toward him, her arms flying up to wrap around his shoulders. "Missed you," she mumbled tiredly, her words barely surpassing a whisper.

His arms wrapped tightly around her midsection. "Missed you more," he replied, kissing her head, "Remind me to never go away for two weeks ever again."

"Noted," she laughed as she looked up at him.

Their lips brushed together slowly and softly as the two took each other in. One of her hands glided into Spencer's hair, lightly tugging at his curls as their lips stayed tightly pressed together.

"Mmm," Spencer hummed as he pulled away, earning him a pout from his wife. "I gotta say hey to my other favorite girl too," he chuckled.

"No offense, but I don't really think she's worried about you right now," Y/N giggled, nodding in the direction of Luke, Emmeline, and now Tara.

Spencer watched as his colleagues chatted, Luke's arms wrapped snugly around Emmeline.

"You know, he talks a lot about how he'd love to have kids with Garcia someday," Spencer commented, his hands moving from Y/N's midsection to her waist.

"They'd make great parents," Y/N replied with a smile. "Not to mention, they have you to teach them all the ins and outs of making this work with a daughter at home."

A small smile tugged at the man's lips. "You ever wonder what it would've been like to have a boy?"

"Sometimes," Y/N confirmed, "Why do you ask?"

Spencer hesitated, but eventually answered, "I don't know. I've just been thinking about it a lot—how cute you looked when you were pregnant, how fun Emmy was when she was a baby, that kind of stuff."

"Do you want another baby?" she asked straightforwardly.

Spencer's lips scrunched as he contemplated his answer. "I'm not opposed if you're not opposed."

Her lips found their way to his again, their lips dancing together in some sort of adagio. If they hadn't been faced with the fact that they were standing in a crowded airport, Y/N was sure he would've easily allowed her access to all of his mouth.

Y/N was the first to pull away, staying silent as she leaned her head against Spencer's chest.

After about twenty seconds, he broke the silence. "So… is that a yes?"

She let out a content huff against the material of his sweater. "I'm not opposed if you're not opposed," she copied.

"Well," he started, "I suppose there's only one person's approval left to ask," Spencer stated, looking over to an almost-awake Emmeline.

Spencer pulled away from their hug, making his way over to Emmeline, Luke, and Tara. Y/N's cheeks lit up pink with happiness as she watched her husband reaching out to take hold of his daughter.

"Emmy," Spencer called, shaking her a little bit as he took her from Luke's arms.

Y/N watched as she slowly woke up, her eyes growing wide with delight as she registered who was holding her. "Daddy!" she exclaimed, her voice still groggy.

She observed their interaction, a feeling of love and thankfulness overflowing in her tummy. She couldn't believe she had Spencer as her husband, much less the father of her child, and now… she might even get to do it all over again.

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Babe, wake up! ofwilliamandwalter posted!

No but seriously, all jokes aside, I am so excited to have another fic out for you guys! I know it's been freaking forever since I posted something, but I really hope you guys like this!

As mentioned earlier, I wanna give a little shout out to Georgia for being so so sweet and reading this. Georgia, you are an icon and I appreciate all of your help! 🫶🏻

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the-fo0l · 1 year

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Tbh i won't mind if this acc ever becomes a 47 fan acc cuz i barely see any 47 fanfics😭 and i'm simp for that man<3(im recently in the fandom too)

Can i request a yandere 47 with a sleepy reader? Who basically just sleep everywhere and everywhere that would be interesting and probably stressful for him lol

Yandere!47 x sleepy reader

Notes: i think i would kinda mind if this became a 47 fan acc, don't get me wrong, i love him w all my heart but i have other characters and ideas

Warnings: none, I'm not a native english speaker, im totally fluent but this made me question my skills a bit

The drive back home was never quite fast enough.

The headlights were the only source of light on the rural road. Not like there was much to illuminate though, the night was overwhelmingly dark and the windsheild wipers couldn't do much against the pouring rain.

A palpable anxiety hung in the air, one that was only amplified by the fact that, aside for the harsh sounds of wind and rain outside, everything was completely silent.

God. He missed you so much

Your smile, your laugh, your touch, your expressions, opinions, thoughts, even your playful teasing.

This particular mission had taken unusually long. Well, the kill itself was quick, but the process of infiltrating for the required intel took much longer than he would've liked. He even had to spend a night in a hotel, not like he could sleep anyways. At least during the extra days away he had time to get you a few gifts (and by "a few" i mean seventeen).

His paranoia grew every passing minute that he wasn't with you, it was funny, how only you can bring out that kind of emotion in him. Of course a part of him knew you were okay, the house was stoked with everything you could ever need plus if someone broke through the security system he'd be the first one to know.

For a moment, 47's brought out of his thoughts as the road transitions from asphalt to gravel and the drive itself gets more uneven and noisy. It was a comforting sign that home wasn't much further.

Still, he couldn't help but be worried, worried about how you were doing, worried about how felt about him being gone for so weirdly long, worried over irrational scenarios where you accidentally hurt yourself.

It was times like these he wanted nothing more than to call you, to hear your voice and to talk to you, but he couldn't, he had made sure there was no line of communication between you two, thus no chance of calls getting traces.

So he kept driving, it was all he could do. He'd been so caught up in his thoughts he didn't notice how his grip on the steering wheel tightened and pressure on the accelerator got increased.

Would you be in the living room, binging that show you like? In the kitchen, having one of the pre-made dinners he prepared for you? In the bedroom, reading? Relaxing? Or, as you so often did, napping?

Relief washed over him once the house was in view. He could see that some lights were on but he couldn't see you in any of the large windows of the modern house.

He hastily parked, grabbed the supply bags and practically ran to the front door.

The door smoothly slid open and 47 practically threw his bags on the floor, he couldn't care less about anything besides seeing you right now.

There was no sign of altercation in the house. Though, if someone were smart enough to find your location (and be stupid enough to think they'd get away with it) they probably wouldn't leave a trace.

After all, there was no shortage of people who wanted 47 dead, and they certainly wouldn't be afraid to use you against him (they should be). He couldn't even trust Diana with the knowledge of your existence.

The first floor was dimly lit, you never did like using the big light. A few dishes were left out in the kitchen and on the coffee table, and you had clearly made yourself comfortable with the pillows and blankets on the couch, but you were nowhere to be seen.

47 made his way upstairs, quickly clearing other rooms on the way, since he was rather certain of where he'd find you.

He opened the bedroom door a lot more cautiously and carefully stepped inside.

You were in a deep sleep, the blanket only partly covering your body. You had made yourself into the most comfortable position possible and he couldn'thelp but smile at the sight.

He should have expected this, the sound of rain outside had always been relaxing to you. It would be a crime to disturb you when you looked so peaceful, not that 47 had considered it.

He slowly sat down at the edge of the bed and took you in, your messy hair, relaxed expression, slow breathing. You looked like the most beautiful person in the world, the best person in the world, and you were, at least to him.

God. He'd missed you so much.

The longer he sat there admiring you the harder he felt his heart swell with overwhelming adoration and love. He'd spent nearly a week yearning to get home, and only now that he was sitting beside, knowing you were safe, did he feel truly at home. It was a foreign feeling for most of his life, home. Before meeting you all it meant was the house one lived in most, but now, this house you two shared could get blown to pieces and he wouldn't care, as long as you were safe, and happy.

After a while he gently laid an arm over your hip and leaned in to give you a chaste kiss on the forehead.

His body and mind weren't quite ready to sleep just yet, so he begrudgingly pushed himself to get up. Now in a much calmer state of mind, he went to put away his gear and clean up the house. He wanted to prepare for when you woke, he wanted you to wake up to the smell of your favorite breakfast (plus the gifts he got you).

He could already picture it. You groggily stumbling downstairs, your eyes lighting up when you see him in the kitchen, you hugging and greeting him like you usually do-

-He couldn't wait <3

#image you wake up and his blue eyed ass is just staring at you like 👁👁#not sure how i feel abt this one guyysssssss #agent 47 x reader #yandere agent 47 #yandere agent 47 x reader #yandere hitman

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buneok · 5 months

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Hiya, Bunny! I hope you've been doing well! ✨️ I'm curious about how you see Jio 👀 I was wondering, do you have any headcanons about him? It can be about him as a friend, a boyfriend, a husband, or a father! ^^ Any sort is welcome!

Spicy, too, if you have some, hehe... Honestly, out of all of my favourite bachelors, he's the one I have the most sussy thoughts about 😅

I keep on reading his marriage dialogue in the files, and I really can't move on from his sweetness 😂 Oops, sorry for the long rambling! 😅

Have a good day! 🙏🏼✨️

HEYYY NIM !! 😽 i hope u have been doing good too ily

JIOOOOO omg of course i have to have some thoughts about him he is my Favorite ridgeside bachelor as of right now (i haven’t married shiro yet LOL)

anyway,,

jio. what a man. a sweetheart.

a complete and utter SAP !!!!

putting the cut here because it’s so long omg 😭 it’s sfw until the bottom there will be another warning !!

also gender neutral for the most part but it kinda goes into afab partner territory at the end. i try to keep my hcs gender neutral unless asked but yk,,

we already know he has a way with words. i feel like words of affirmation is this man’s love language actually.

he absolutely melts when he hears how much his partner missed him after a long day of standing patrol at the ridge forest. he whispers against their lips about how frequently he thought of them whilst he was away. how he’s devoted to the lady and the cult, but sometimes he feels like risking it all just to spend the day with his beloved. he tells them about the beautiful flowers blooming in the forest that reminded him of his most special person.

but can we talk about the PHYSICAL AFFECTION !!!

at first, he seems like he wouldn’t be the type to enjoy affection much and especially wouldn’t care for pda.

but very quickly after entering a relationship with him, that assumption gets proven WRONG !

he cannot keep his hands off his significant other when they’re around. everytime they come back from a hard day of work or vice versa, he just wants to hold them in his arms. he wants to wrap his arms around their waist and hold them close to his chest when they just enter the room during an indoor day. he doesn’t want to be overwhelming though, so with a sigh, he holds back sometimes.

don’t get me started on rainy days. he loves cuddling on the couch or in bed, especially when his partner is sleepy from barely waking up or on the verge of falling asleep for a nap. he doesn’t mind if they drift off in his embrace and he’ll soon follow. he isn’t the type to take naps during the day and he never does it alone, but he absolutely cannot resist resting with his beloved in his arms. he stays up to listen to their soft breaths and feel the slight movement of their chest rising and falling in his hold, but he eventually lets himself fall asleep holding them.

one of my other favorite things to think about is that,,

he can be quite jealous 🤭

don’t get me wrong, he’s secure in his relationship and trusts his lover completely.

but if someone, specifically a man, spends too much time talking to his partner, he’s definitely raising an eyebrow. ESPECIALLY if they’re a jokester, making his partner smile and laugh.

he doesn’t wanna cause a scene though. he keeps his body language casual and tries not to stare too hard. when he does look over, he tries not to shoot any daggers yet.

he knows it’s unreasonable and he needs to work on this bad habit, but he can’t help it. there’s a part of him that sometimes feels like his partner could find someone better than him. maybe there’s someone more experienced with love, with a better sense of humor than him, and what if they’re better looking ? is he spending enough time with his partner ? what if they’re lonely because of him going to the ridge for most of the day ?? safe to say, he’s a bit of an overthinker.

he doesn’t like to ask for reassurance or even let his jealousy be known. he sighs and just tries to keep it in. he’s not very good at that though. his significant other would always be able to tell one way or another lol. either through his demeanor change or if he makes a comment about it

“i wasn’t aware of your friendship with that man…jeric, is it ? he seems fond of you.”

his partner just rolls their eyes. they know where this is going, but they’re happy to reassure him with a simple kiss and a squeeze of his hand. even smiling at him and telling him they love him is enough to clear the air

now, father jio…

unfortunately (but maybe not ??) might have to be a separate post of its own bc i don’t want this to be too long HAHA i got plentyyyyy thoughts !!! if u want to hear them

ok nsfw ramblings below !! mdni know the drill

THIS MAN Y’ALL THIS MAN LET ME TELL U

JIO is one of the most passionate bachelors i think. actually, i KNOW. he is.

it shows in the way he touches. soft and gentle, like his lover is made out of glass. he touches every inch of their body as they kiss. his touch is soft and sensual enough to cause goosebumps and he loves the way they tremble when he runs his fingers along their spine and breathes against their ear.

he’s the type to put his partner’s pleasure over his own. just seeing them come undone when he’s between their legs or touching them as they’re in his lap is enough for him. especially if they’re having a bad day.

he quietly whispers “is there anything i can do to put you in a better mood, my love ?” as he kisses from their lips down to their neck.

a big fan of any position that allows him to be face to face with his partner. he doesn’t mind any other position, but the ones that let him see their face when they moan and look at him back are the ones that realllyyy get him going. plus he can kiss them easily. he’s a romantic, what can i say ??

multiple orgasms 🫡 he’s good at what he does is all i’m gonna say !!! lovessss when he’s able to make his partner exhausted afterwards. when they’re just melting and blissed out under his touch.

the first things i like to think about characters is whether they’d be an ass or tits kinda person. the age old question. one of my absolute favorites to ponder

first of all, he wouldn’t dwell on that question too much because he thinks it’s kinda silly and unnecessary. he loves his partner the way they are and finds them beautiful as they are.

that being said,

jio loves boobs. 🥳

they’re soft. he loves resting his head on them during cuddle sessions. if his partner is laying in his lap he’ll definitely hold them in his hands under their shirt.

even if they’re small he loves them. he loves looking at them, kissing them, touching them, and is obsessed with the way they fit in his palms.

like i said, he’s a big fan of any position that allows him to see his partner’s face. mainly because he wants to see the way they react to his touch, the way their cheeks flush and sweat forms on their skin, but also because their boobs are often right in his face

he’s enamored by the way they softly bounce with every thrust whether he’s on top or he has his lover in his lap bouncing on him.

and of course there’s some marks on them. he tries to be gentle, but he gets a little carried away sometimes. he can’t help it, he’s in love and he wants his beloved to always be reminded of his love for them when they look in the mirror 😽

#this is so fawkin long im SORRY #but also NOT !!!!#thank u for the ask im having sm fun doing these #hopefully i can do other characters tooooo #⋆𓈒 ֺ hcs #rsv jio

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toomuchracket · 1 year

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matty had to go out for the day for some reason right after baba was born (maybe 10 days to 2 weeks after and he hated it and tried everything in his power to not have to go). when he came home maybe she’s napping while baba is napping, which he is very thankful for because you’ve had all the late night feedings and he was getting worried about you not sleeping and cursing his parts that were useless. Then he probably maybe spends the rest of the time watching his babes sleep until baba starts to stir but he thinks you should sleep some more, so he takes baba and entertains until you wake up actually feeling refreshed and when she goes to find him she probably finds him being the dilfiest of dilfs

yeah omg so your first baba is literally 2 weeks old and matty gets a call from george talking about some drama going on with production and BEGGING him to come into the studio for a little bit to help sort it. and matty's like :(( about even the thought of leaving you and the baba for a little bit of time, especially because you've been up for so many night feeds and missing out on sleep (i absolutely believe that matty would get up with you for most of them, though - there are times when you send him back to bed because it makes no sense for you both to be lacking in sleep) and his plan for the day was to let you nap as much as possible and he'd look after baba. but you both know george wouldn't ask matty to go in unless he really had to, so off matty pops.

and the work at the studio is fine, it's nothing too strenuous but it definitely needed a bit of trial and error/problem solving to get right, but matty is bordering on grumpy the whole time because he would absolutely rather be at home with his girls. everyone knows this, and they're very appreciative of him coming in - they all ask about the baba and matty brightens up and gushes about her to anyone who'll listen. he gets home earlier than expected, mid-afternoon, and he comes in to find the baba fast asleep in her crib in your bedroom with you struggling to keep your eyes open on your bed beside her. and matty's over at you immediately like "hi, sweetheart, i'm home" and you give him the cutest sleepy smile and hug him and ask how his day was, and matty's like "hated it. i mean it was fine. but i would rather have been here. how have you and baba been?" and you tell him she's been good as gold, all her feeds were fine (she's just had one right before he came in), and you've both been very sleepy today. and matty says "darlin', i think you should have a little sleep, catch up on what you missed during the night feeds", and you kinda protest like "but i want to spend time with you i missed you :((" and matty's like "i'll be here when you wake up, baby, i'm just worried that you're not sleeping enough. go to sleep for me, yeah?" and you're like ok and give him a kiss and then fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow lol. and matty just looks at his girls for god knows how long, thinking about how much he loves you both and how much baba looks like you (like looking at you asleep you literally have the same face lol) and what she might be like when she grows up, and it's all just so peaceful. then baba starts to stir, moving her tiny little arms and beginning to mewl, so matty goes over and scoops her up before she can wake you with her noises like "shhh, princess, we don't want to wake mummy up, not when she's just fell asleep! but you and i can hang out for a bit, that sound alright? yeah, let's go for a little walk". and he carries her downstairs and just chats to her softly as she wakes up against his chest, tiny hand resting against his tattoo 😭 and matty literally just does not stop talking to her for ages, baba just looking at him intently with her sparkly eyes like yours. even when he's changing her nappy, he's talking like "you are so tiny and yet you can be so stinky... that's probably from me actually i think your uncle george has described me using those adjectives before. but you're so cute, my beautiful little baba". and then once she's all cleaned up and comfy, i think baba gets a bit wriggly, so matty lies her down on her playmat on the floor in the living room and leans on one elbow hovering over her, and she's just wiggling about like she's dancing and he sings (idk what song) to accompany her and she has so much fun!! and i think that's when you come in and find them - you woke up feeling GREAT, very well-rested, and you could hear matty singing. so you kinda hang around in the doorway watching them - matty's singing and giggling and saying "oh, i think you're going to be musical too, aren't you? like daddy? that's so cool i'm going to teach you how to play instruments when you get a bit bigger. or maybe you'll be a dancer, wriggling around like that. we'll put you in classes if you want! whatever you like, yeah?", and he's just so enthusiastic and looking down at your daughter so lovingly, and also that one curl is just hanging perfectly over his face and his muscles are all tensed from holding himself up with one arm and you're like... my husband is such an excellent father and also a TOTAL DILF i am winning at life lol <3

#mads answers asks #mads muses #matty asks #fluff asks #dad!matty

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lemonxdaisybby · 26 days

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May I request to have Dating Headcanons with Yagami Can be SFW or NSFW ones, If you're free 😳

I'm missing for my man and hooping He will come back one day for the Judgment 3 😩🙏😭

Maaaan, what I wouldn’t give for Judgement 3 😭 Hoping that because Sugiura and Tsukumo had a lil cameo in Y8, it might be a thing 🥺

Here u go some Yagami hcs, hope you like 💕

It likely took such a long time for Yagami to ask you out. There would be a lot of tension and subtle flirting beforehand, but he’d be so preoccupied with work that maybe Yagami would try and convince himself that he doesn’t have time to date.

Kaito would be having none of this, however. He’d push Yagami so often to confess to you or ask you out on a date, to which Yagami would attempt to deny his feelings, protesting that the two of you are just friends, but he’s fooling no one.

Once the two of you do start initially dating, despite being busy, he would try to make as much time for you as possible and would text you throughout the day. Casual dates would also take place once or twice a week, both initially and once the relationship is more established. Yagami would take you out to grab food at cafes or small restaurants, you two would meet up for coffees and for walks around the city, and maybe there would even be a little VR date every now and again.

Yagami would try his best to keep you separate from his work. He is a professional after all. However, you often hang out at his office with him when you have spare time, and he’s stuck working. Sometimes, he may ask for your input on some cases, getting you to look over things to see if you can bring a fresh perspective.

Be prepared to take lots of naps together. Yagami is a very sleepy man. Also, considering he practically lives in his office, more often than not you’ll probably invite him to stay at your place, to the point where he’s sort of unofficially moved in. He’d be super grateful for you allowing him to crash at yours so often.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: Yagami smells amazing. It would be cologne, mixed with leather. It would be such a comforting and manly scent. It wouldn’t be overpowering, but you’d definitely get a whiff of it when he brushes past you, and when you hug him you’d just want to bury your face into his chest and inhale the scent.

He is protective, but to a nice degree, where it comes across as more gentlemanly. He trusts you, and knows you can handle yourself and make sensible decisions when out and about, but he will still walk you home if it’s late, or if you’re needing to walk through more shady areas he will accompany you. If anyone ever gives you trouble, he’s there for you straight away.

Yagami is really observant, and so has learned to be pretty receptive of your feelings. He caught on to your little behaviours and quirks very early on, and can always tell if something is off, or if you’re not feeling too good. He’d ask you about it outright too, letting you know that if you need any help, reassurance, or someone to rant to, he’s there for you.

When it comes to sex, he is a fairly passionate man. He’s pretty vanilla, and doesn’t go too wild, but he can be very intense and intimate.

He is obsessed with your hips and legs. His hands are always gripping on to your thighs or hips tightly during sex, to the point where he almost leaves bruises. Wearing short, tight dresses that really enhance the curve of your hips and showcase your legs would turn him on so much.

On days where he doesn’t get to see you, and the office is pretty quiet, Yagami would totally lean back in his office chair and jerk off to the thought of you. Maybe if you’ve recently sent him some dirty texts or pics he’ll use those as motivation. He might also send a quick video of himself jacking off in return, if he’s feeling brave, or if you’ve asked him to do so at one point.

#lost judgement headcanons #lost judgement #judge eyes #judgement headcanons #yagami x reader #takayuki yagami

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sabrgirl · 3 months

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As a university student with a pretty full schedule, I find it very hard to sleep early/wake up for Fajr. Do you have any tips that could help? 😭

this is understandable. here are some tips:

start slow and at least wake up on the weekends first. the Prophet ﷺ said that the best of deeds are those which are done consistently, even if it is little (source).

if your lessons/classes aren't at the same time every single day, try and wake up for fajr on the days you start a little later on

don't eat too late. eat around maghrib time or a few hours before you go to bed. the stomach shouldn't be full at the time of going to sleep, because it affects the heart greatly and it makes a person lazy. think of when you've had such a big meal - you feel sleepy, right? if you go to sleep in this state, your body is going to want to sleep for such a long time and it'll be difficult to wake up in the morning. even if spiritually, your soul wants to get up, your body and soul affect each other so your body will weigh you down and make is difficult for you to wake up if it's in this lazy state. so, if you eat dinner a few hours before you sleep, your body won't be in this lazy state and it'll help you wake up Insha’Allah. and eat healthy too, avoid unhealthy, fatty, heavy foods.

affirm it in your heart and mind that you will wake up for fajr. you need the intention and if you really tell your mind that you definitely are waking up for fajr, you most likely will. renew your intentions every night and sincerely picture yourself waking up for fajr and you will! Insha’Allah.

revolve your life around salah, not the other way around. so, if you usually do some tasks in the evening, like studying for eg, do them after fajr instead and sleep in that time to prioritise salah. doing work after fajr is really such a great time and i actually find it to be the most productive time of day tbh!

pray and make du'a before you sleep asking Allah سُبْحَٰنَهُۥ وَتَعَٰلَىٰ to help you. tell Him you really want to and need His help

avoid using phone before bed. i'm sure you've heard this before but the blue light from our screens decreases our melatonin levels. melatonin is a hormone that affects our sleep cycle and the higher our melatonin is, the better our sleep will be.

read before bed - this one helps me fall asleep quicker/earlier as it winds me down and makes me feel relaxed and sleepy

nap throughout the day if you can! helps you feel less sleepy throughout the day

do dhikr before you sleep too. the condition in which a person goes to sleep generally stays with them all night so if you sleep in a state of remembrance of Allah, you're bound to wake up remembering Allah and your body will help you get up. you will also clean your heart by doing so

sleep with wudhu for the same above reasons

if it's really really hard and you genuinely are struggling, choose a day of the week to begin with. if i have an early class, at 9am for eg, i'm gonna wake up early anyway so why not wake up just a bit earlier for Allah? make it a weekly habit with that day and start with that then gradually add more days of the week you'll wake up and Insha’Allah, eventually, you'll wake up all the time.

I hope this helps! I pray Allah سُبْحَٰنَهُۥ وَتَعَٰلَىٰ makes it easy for you to wake up for fajr, Ameen. just remember that salah is most important and prioritise that. if you really strive to please Allah, He will naturally make it easy for you. just do your part, He will do his.

#ask #islam #muslim

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hakkais-hoe · 2 years

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Okay last request I promise

Please do this Catch up request: SHINICHIRO with an aggressive S/O who is most aggressive when hangry/sleepy but is overall a sweetheart to him (unless he does/says something TOO stupid then he gets reminded of his place lol) 😜

It's the other boys who get the worst of it (even wakasa lol I'm not sorry) because they're teenagers at the time (I count 18-19 as a teenager still) and teenagers are not known for smart decision making skills and good judgement... Nevermind their tendency to open their mouths like they get paid for it 😂

Thank you 🖤

Proof read n edited by the lovely @loonashadow 🥰

Age rating: 16+

Warnings: gang mention ofc, swearing, fighting.

A/n: honestly I did the last one to come though first so loonas req might make it seem like I’m ignoring everyone else’s but I’m not dwdw 😭 gettin to em

Shinichiro Sano

Poor baby probably saw someone pretty n thought “21st time lucky”

Boy, was he lucky he’s ended up with the most aggressive little shit of a partner

Spends most of his time watching his partner scream bloody murder at his nicotine addicted vice leader over the slightest annoyance

Or kicking the ever loving shit out of anyone who pisses you off, or pisses him off for that matter; and you, being rather protective of your beloved boyfriend ofc

Tbf Shin enjoyed your aggressive side at the beginning of your relationship, he found it adorable

Luckily he’s rather placid n laid back with his partner, just clingy n likes to always touch you

When you’re having a food meltdown however, he can tell the moment he goes to touch you

Retreats the moment you lash out at him

Will immediately get you food (all of your favourite ofc cus he’s amazing)

“Here sweetheart got your shit! Uh food that is…” he trails off when he sees the disgust on your face

Watches Wakasa n his stupid cocky attitude get on the complete wrong side of you

Probably cries laughing when you end up beating the shit out of Waka or Keizo when they say something inappropriate or touch your food

I see him being very gentle with a sleep deprived s/o; probably ends a whole day with his gang the minuet you start yawning n takes you back to his to nap together

Wakasa Imaushi

He’s a little shit

Probably thinks it’d be funny to hide your snacks just to see how mad you get

Like he knew you were a ‘tad’ aggressive but he didn’t think he’d be walking home with a limp n two nice shiners on his face that one night

Steals your food n pisses you off way too much, doesn’t matter how much you love his pretty face you’ll still snap some harsh words n kick the shit outa him

Petty baby; will pout about it all day till you say something nice n give him some attention

Very good with you when you’re getting grumpy cos your sleepy tho

Without a doubt he wants to nap with you curled up against him

Probably just tells Shin he’s leaving, sits you on the back of his bike n drives home to sleep for however long you need

Does get the brunt of you anger most the time, but when on occasion it’s someone else pissing you off he cheers n whoops behind you

“Go on baby, give him a whack~ Think he deserves it~” Probably coos it like endearment 🙄

He’s such an annoying hoe

Will not let you ever leave him tho

Takeomi Akashi

Doesn’t have snacks on him ever

Probably offers you a cig 😭 mans not even joking cos it satisfies his hunger

Sighs when you’re threatening to kick the shit outa him n just walks off to get you snacks

Brings it back n hands it to you at arms length like feeding a feral cat

Also calls you a “feral kitten” unironically 🥲

He’s actually one of the better ones outa all of em though he’s pretty sweet with you n makes sure, after the first time, that you have all the food n snacks you want; keeps some in his bikes hold

You have to sit in his lap while you eat tho cos he’s clingy n wants to cuddle you when you’re happy

Loves loves loves when you’re getting sleepy n grumpy cos he can always tell when you start grumbling n pouting more that you definitely need to sleep

Feels you sag in his arms after a little bit so he lets Shin know n plonks you on the front of his bike so you don’t fall n takes ya home to bury the both of you in blankets

Keizo ‘Benkei’ Arashi

Only one that’s slightly prepared

Keeps snacks n shit in the hold of his bike

Usually refuses to share them cos he gets hangry too 😭 but when it comes to his baby they can have whatever they want

Starts stocking your favourites after a few times seeing you have a violent outburst cos you’re hungry, and probably only knows because you keep shouting about Waka stealing your last snack 😭

Loves watching you fighting with Wakasa; his best friend n s/o kicking the shit outa one another is the height of comedy to him

When you start getting sleepy and angry he literally just lifts you into his lap n lets you fall asleep on him

Giant teddy bear rly just lets you snuggle into him n probably keeps a jacket or summat on hand to wrap it around you

The best one outa all of em he’s so cute n feeds his baby all the time now

100% gentle giant

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