Blind Channel advent calendar
Day 17: âThe Story of Wolffie and Verttieâ
âYou wrote me a story as an advent calendar gift. That is so cuteâ Niko cooed at his boyfriend when he had just opened the 17th box from their couple advent calendar. It was their first time trying this tradition, and so far both of them liked it, even though Niko would never tell anyone about the gift Joonas had come up with on the 9th of December. It was hot not gonna lie there, but how did he⊠well never mind.
âYes I did. And now give it to me so I can read the story to you. And hands to yourself misterâ Joonas playfully warned Niko, knowing his boyfriends mischievousness.
âStorytimeâ Niko cheered handing the paper to Joonas and getting himself comfortable on their bed.
When Niko seemed to be ready Joonas began with his storyâŠ
âOnce upon a time there was a little wolf. The cutest and littlest of them all. But sadly he was afraid of the big world he lived in, and of all the other creatures surrounding him. One day in this big and scary place that is called school he met his knight in a shining armor though. A fearless and sometimes also a little hyper robot.â
âI wasnât that small Joonas! Also why did I get described as cute, little and scared easily while you described yourself as hyper and fearless?â Niko chimed in, interrupting the story.
âBecause it is true sweetheart! Now do you want to hear the rest of the story or not?â Â Joonas asked Niko with a teasing tone in his voice.
âYes I doâŠBut can we maybe get Wolffie and Vertti? It is their story too I thinkâ Niko replied pointing at the worn out wolf plushie and the toy robot on the shelf.
âOf course we canâ Joonas quickly agreed, getting up to get them from the shelf. âBut no more interrupting now pleaseâ he said when he returned with the two of them.
Instead of answering Niko just nodded and pretended to lock up his mouth with an imaginary key.
âOkay so letâs continueâŠThe little wolf and the robot grew close very quickly and had many adventures together. The robot was happy to see his wolf friend bloom slowly and open up to the scary world with the help of him. And the robot was also happy to have someone at his side who seemed to understand him better than he did himself. They were together through everything, through the good and the bad. They also found four otherâŠwell letâs say unique creatures that made their friendship circle complete, and together the six of them began living their dream. But with time the robot and the wolf both realized that their friendship was not enough for them, that there was more than that between them. This time it was not the fearless robot taking the first step though, because losing his wolf was his biggest fear. He knew he could never live without his wolf by his side so he would have stayed quiet about this forever. But it turned out his wolf was actually the bravest of the two all along, because he took the step and told the robot about his feelings. And here they are now, many years later, still side by side, still living their dreams together and loving each other more than anything.â Joonas broke of, took a big breath and than continued with a nervous voice now...
âThis isnât the end of their story though. A few months ago the robot realized he wants more with the wolf. That he wants everything with him actually. And that is why he is about to take the next step nowâŠâ With that Joonas looked up from the paper he was holding, and at Niko with a mix of love and fear shown on his face.
âMy wolf do you want to marry me?â
- đŠ wearing a santa hat
I really loved that little emoji drabble with Wolffie and Verttie, so I decided to try and make an advent calendar story out of it for you. It was way better in my head though... I hope you still like it. If not let me know so I can write you another one
OH MY GOD!!! If you guys are hearing a distand sobbing, don't worry, that is just me, reading my advent calendar story! đ (I GOT ADVENT CALENDAR STORY? I was not expecting to get one đâ€ïžâ€ïž)
This is the most perfect thing?! đ„șâ€ïž Look at them being cute and happy and in love! My heart is about to burst, this has everything I want from a story đ Thank you, thank you, thank you!! â€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž
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Blind Channel advent calendar
Day 14: âTradition, love and a bookâ
Tommi was excited. Excited and nervous actually. Olli was sitting next to him on the bed and had just begun opening his advent calendar box for today. The two of them had a long tradition of doing advent calendars together, with him getting the uneven numbers and Olli the even ones.
It started when they were kids acutally. Both of them always hearing from their classmates cool advent calendars while they both only got the simple chocolate ones. Olli was the one who suggested it back then, and Tommi was immediately on board with the idea, because that must be the coolest advent calendar ever. No one shared their advent calendar with their best friend.
They gifts started out as the simplest little things, like each others favorite sweets, little handmade friendship bracelets, or just random things they collected throughout the year. With the years the gifts got more meaningful, and an advent calendar gift had also been the start of their relationship.
Tommi still remembers that day. He had been even more nervous than today, waiting for his best friends reaction to the Lord of the Rings book he had gotten him. He thought it was perfect doing it this way, the Lord of the Rings movies were Ollis favorite movies, he had been speaking about getting the books for a long time, and using their tradition as a way to ask him out seemed perfect to. Back then he had written a little message (his love confession) on the last page of the book, because he knew Olli always read the last page of a book first. He knew Olli would see this. And Tommi was still relieved to this day that it had worked out back then, that he could now call his best friend his boyfriend aswell, and that he didnât lose his best friend and their tradition with his gift.
While moving to a new flat together just last year the book had gotten lost though. It was something that made both Tommi and Olli really sad because they really cherished that book. And they still had no idea how it happened. Well Olli didnât, Tommi got the answer a while ago when he had gotten a call from Aleksi. Apparently while they were moving, the book found its way into the box of things Aleksi took home with him. And Aleksi had apparently also completely forgotten about that box when he helped search for the book.
Tommi was a bit angry at Aleksi first because of it, but he wasnât for long. No one could stay angry at the little man for long. And as much as he had wanted to tell Olli the good news as soon as he found out, he actually had a better idea how to give the book back to him. An idea that made him wait until today, the day that he had also given him the book the first time all those years agoâŠ
âOMG Tommiâ were the words that pulled Tommi out of his thoughts. Thoughts that he didnât even realize he had lost himself in. Olli had just unpacked the book and was now looking at him with an emotional expression on his face. âIs thatâŠâ Olli broke of not finishing the question.
âJust look and find outâ Tommi replied nervously.
Tommi watched as Olli opened the book at the last page. At first he just looked happy as he seemed to realize it was indeed the missing book, but then he gasped and his expression changed to one of shock. It seemed like he had also found the new message he had added on the page:
How about you and me forever Olli?
- đŠ wearing a santa hat
I just read your ask again and realized that this is a probably little different than what you suggested đ. I hope you still like it, if not let me know and I can write you another one
Yeah, I suggested something different but I love what you write! This is amazing! Thank you so much for writing this!
Such an amazing tradition they have... I'm sure all the gifts, even the simplest ones, have a lot of meaning and love behind đ
Also, having someone to declare their love for you on your favorite book đ©â€ïžđ
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Headcanoneitahan kyllĂ€ piisaa useempaanki ficciin, mut otan ensin hetken sille ettĂ€ kuvittelen miten mahtavaa olis ollu riparilla isosena Porkon kanssa đ©â€ïž
Nonii ja sitte đ
- talviriparilla ihan ykkösleikki on Nöffe, jossa porukka jaetaan kahtia, pelivĂ€lineeksi otetaan jĂ€tesĂ€kki tĂ€ynnĂ€ lunta ja sit tapellaan sitĂ€ jĂ€tesĂ€kistĂ€ lumihangessa niin armottomasti ku vaan osataan. EhkĂ€pĂ€ pÀÀhenkilö ei oo kauheen potentiaalinen vastus, mutta hemmetti vie ku ihastus on yks taitavimmista ja sille on pakko nĂ€yttÀÀ mihin ite pystyy. Kummasti löytyy sisua tapella NöffestĂ€ ku saa (pitkiĂ€) hĂ€mmĂ€styneitĂ€ ja hyvĂ€ksyviö katseita lĂ€hietĂ€isyydeltĂ€. Ja apua ku tekis mieli vaan jÀÀhĂ€ kattomaan ihaniin silmiin ja hipasta pakkasesta rusottavaa poskea. đ„ș
- Talviripariin liittyy tietenki myös avanto. Avannon hakkaaminen suoritetaan (tietenki) pimeessĂ€ ku aurinko laskee jo kolmen jĂ€lkeen. Kaikilla on mukana ohtalamput, lapiot, kirveet ja mitĂ€ vaan millĂ€ saa jÀÀtĂ€ rikki. Illalla avantoon pulahetaan saunasta ja joku porukasta sattuu olemaan ensikertalainen. ĂlyttömĂ€n kannustuksen seurauksena ensikertalainen pÀÀttÀÀ hypĂ€tĂ€ avantoon ekana mutta oi voi ku on liukas jÀÀ ja kaveri lentÀÀ selĂ€lleen hyisee veteen. Alkushokista selviĂ€misen jĂ€lkeen uimari pinkasee takas saunaan, jonne yleisen naurukohtauksen jĂ€lkeen palaa myös toinen isonen. Sauna on hetken kokonaan heillĂ€ ja on aikaa hetki halailla ja tsekata ettĂ€ kaikki on hyvin. â€ïž
- Yöisosen pesti on sillon tĂ€llön vĂ€hĂ€n tylsĂ€, etenki jos muut isoset sattuu olemaan tunnollista (tai vĂ€synyttĂ€) sorttia ja pittÀÀ valvoa yksin. Sillon tĂ€llön on kuitenki mahollista ettĂ€ alkuyöstĂ€ joku muuki vielĂ€ valvoo ja tullee saunakaveriksi. Leirin ohjaaja ei tĂ€ysin hyvĂ€ksy tĂ€tĂ€ ku muijen pittÀÀ nukkua sillon ku siihen on mahollisuus mut mitĂ€ sille ei kerro, se ei tiiĂ€ đ ja saunassa oli hyvĂ€t löylyt ja pukuhuoneessaki mukavan lĂ€mpönen đ€
- Yöisosena voi talvella olla myös vĂ€hĂ€n jĂ€nnittĂ€vÀÀ, etenki jos yks ryhmĂ€isois on ÀÀliö ja kertoilee virnuillen hiipparijuttuja ennen ku ite painuu nukkumaan. TietenkÀÀn meijĂ€n yöiso ei myönnĂ€ ettĂ€ nyt pelottaa mennĂ€ kĂ€ymÀÀn toisessa majotusrakennuksessa kierroksella ku sinne pittÀÀ mennĂ€ ulkokautta. Mut onneksi se ÀÀliö ryhmĂ€iso on myös tosi sulonen ja ihana ja se saa hymyllÀÀn kaiken anteeksi. Ja seki auttaa ku se tullee hetken pÀÀstĂ€ vielĂ€ sanomaan ettĂ€ hĂ€net saa herĂ€ttÀÀ seuraksi jos alkaa ahistaa liikaa <3 (ehkĂ€ kauhujuttujen kertominen oliki suunnitelma? đ)
Porko on itseasiassa ollu riparilla isosena :)
noni hei!! ei siis mitenkÀÀn tuulesta temmattu juttu ole tĂ€mĂ€ đ
pspsps @milirii oisko lisÀÀ headcanoneita?? đ
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I'll try to change my request, so let's try 37 with Joonas/Niko đ€
Well chosen, friend! đ„ș
I gotta say, I really love writing stories like the one below; stories that leave just enough for the reader's interpretation. In this one there's quite a bit left to read in between the lines... âš
37. I keep wishing for you on dandelions and you catch me one time (2042 words)
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I wish you looked at me the way you look at the crowd every night, like itâs made out of gold and everything that glitters.
I wish youâd hold my gaze after every time we kiss on stage, so that Iâd know youâre losing your mind over it too.
Joonas was sitting on the doorframe of their tour bus, twirling a fluffy white dandelion between his fingers.
He still remembered what his mother had once told him, when heâd been about five or six years old.
âDid you know, Joonas, that if you close your eyes and make a wish as you blow on one of these, your wish might come true?â
âReally?!â little Joonas had squealed, his thoughts instantly wandering to the cool toy truck with a crane he had seen in the supermarket the day before.
âDo you want to try?â his mother had asked, holding a dandelion to Joonas.
So Joonas did as his mother had advised and squeezed his eyes shut. He used all the capacity in his 5-year-old brain to focus on his heartâs current desire, filled his lungs with air and puffed at the flower in his mothers hand. When he opened his eyes again, only a few tufts remained, and his mother blew the rest into the air.Â
âHey! Itâs my dandelion! Find your own!â
âI was just helping you out,â his mother had smiled.
âBut you donât know what I wished for!â
His mother had said nothing more, only caressed Joonasâ chubby cheek, and Joonas had spent the rest of the day sulking at her for ruining his first ever dandelion wish.
âI promise I wonât intervene this time,â his mother had said in an attempt to make him try again, but Joonas had turned a deaf ear to her appeasement. The incident had been forgotten the next day, although Joonas had strongly refused to touch a dandelion again, until his faith had been restored when his grandparents had paid them a visit a few weeks later, bringing with them the toy truck of his dreams. Since then he had relied on dandelions in every turning point of his life.
Such was the case now, as Joonas looked at the ripe flower, trying to decide how to word his wish.Â
I wish you wouldnât let go of me so soon when you hug me.
I wish the moment we shared backstage yesterday had meant something; that your lingering touch had meant something; that you donât show that soft side of you to anyone else but me.
I wish you liked me more than just a friend.
âHey, Porko, weâre about to start the soundcheck!â Joonas was pulled back to reality when Joel shouted at him from the back door of their venue of the evening.
Sighing, Joonas settled for an incoherent combination of all his yearnings and blew the dandelion. Then he stood up and followed Joel to the dark of the venue.
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I wish youâll always laugh at my stupid jokes.
I wish you werenât so quick to laugh it off when we drink too much and accidentally get boners while grinding on the dance floor.
I wish youâd have stayed longer in my bunk this morning.
Joonasâ ears were still ringing from all the loud noises of the concert as he leaned against the tour bus and took another drag on his cigarette. His other hand was clutching the now bald dandelion, its fuzz long gone with the wind.
Why was it so easy to express his feelings to a damn flower, but when Niko looked at him with his eyes brighter than the northern lights, the words got caught somewhere in Joonasâ throat and never saw the light of day? If Joonas hadnât known any better, he would have started doubting the power of dandelions again; it was beginning to look like Niko was too far out their reach, after all.
It was eating him alive, to have Niko so close, yet it sometimes felt like he was miles away, heading somewhere Joonas wasnât sure he was supposed to follow him.
âJoonas?â
He had no idea when Olli had appeared next to him, his shoulder pressed against the tour bus as he faced Joonas.Â
ââSup,â Joonas acknowledged him.
âYou good?â
Joonas couldnât stop the sad chuckle breaking out of his mouth.Â
âIâm alright,â he replied nevertheless and took one last drag before dropping his cigarette on the pavement and putting it out.
âYou sure? Youâve seemed..off, lately.â
It was foolish to assume his oldest friend would not have noticed his lovesick exploits. That is why Joonas only exhaled deeply, trusting it would speak louder than his words could have in that moment.Â
âIs there something I could do to help? At all?â
The offer made Joonas smile again; Olli may have been a bit of a simpleton sometimes, especially when intoxicated, but damn if he wasnât a great friend.
âHand me that, will you?â Joonas pointed at the lone dandelion sprouting in between the asphalt and the concrete wall of the venue.Â
âThis?â Olli said as he ripped the flower off its barren seedbed.
Olli held out the dandelion for Joonas, but instead of taking it from his hand, Joonas wrapped his own fingers around Olliâs fist.
âIâm gonna need your help a little.â
âUh-huh?â Olliâs confused smile told Joonas the bassist had no clue of his intentions.Â
âI need you to close your eyes and empty your mind,â Joonas ordered, then added with a lower tone: â...which should be easy enough for you.â
âHey!â Olli exclaimed, but his eyes were already closed. âOkay, now what?â
âBlow on the flower when I say ânowâ, alright?â
âAlright,â Olli shrugged.
Then Joonas closed his own eyes, clearing his own mind of anything else but a pair of emerald eyes.Â
I wish youâd come to me tonight.Â
âNow,â he commanded, and together they blew on the dandelion, sending the white seeds twirling in the air.
Perhaps another personâs contribution was just what was needed to strengthen the magic of dandelions to affect even someone as magical as Niko?
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The more Joonas stared at the dandelion, the more it began to look like an oil painting. Something hot rolled down his cheek and he caught it with his thumb just before it would have fallen down and hit the ground.
I wish I could forever fall asleep playing with your hair.
I wish the warmth of the mattress next to me wasnât the only evidence of your presence when I wake up.
I wish I knew what it means when you donât even look at me the whole day, then once the sun sets youâre in my space again and it kills me a little more than it did the day before.
Joonas didnât know how he was supposed to wrap his head around it, around Niko. He only knew that he wanted to wrap his arms around the man and keep him there for as long as he could help it, with his nose buried in Nikoâs hair and his ear pressed against Nikoâs temple, if for nothing else but a creative attempt to hear Nikoâs thoughts.Â
They say that the eyes are the window to oneâs soul, but Nikoâs, albeit dazzling and intense, could sometimes be so dark and unreadable that Joonas could only dream of knowing what was going on behind them.
Holding on to the thought, Joonas took in a quick breath and blew the dandelion fuzz into the air. His watery eyes followed them as far as they could against the orange sunset sky, until they disappeared from his sphere of vision and all Joonas could see were tiny flying bugs buzzing around in the spring evening.Â
Joonas glanced at the instrument case next to him, resting against the back tire of the tour bus. For a second he considered taking out his guitar and strum his sorrows away while the others were enjoying the headline concert inside the venue, but then his eyes fixed on the only remaining dandelion growing on the small patch of grass next to the parking lot.
He crouched to pick it up, and thatâs when he realised he wasnât alone.
There had been no footsteps, but Joonas would recognize the shape of the shadow any day, anywhere.
âWishing on dandelions or what?â
Joonas quickly wiped his nose on his wrist and stood up, crushing the stem of the dandelion in his palm.
âWhat if I was?â he chuckled. The lump in his throat was suffocating him when he turned to look at Niko; his eyeliner was smudged, his long hair was a mess and there was a sway to his step when he walked closer to Joonas.
The sight was eerily imperfect and all Joonas could make himself look at in that moment.Â
âIâd expect nothing less from you, Porko,â Niko grinned and didnât seem to be able to stop his feet from dragging himself to Joonas, so close his nose almost bonked on Joonasâ chest. Niko giggled to himself as he leaned against Joonas, and from the light melody of Nikoâs laughter Joonas could tell it was going to be one of those nights again.
The kind of night that made Joonas feel foolish for believing in such things as dandelion wishes the morning after, until heâd feel Niko light up a sparkle of hope inside him with the faintest of touches once again.Â
But when Niko looked up at Joonas and stared into his eyes, Joonas noticed he maybe wasnât quite as drunk as he appeared to be.
âWhat do you wish for, then, dreamer boy?â
I wish you knew.
âI canât tell, obviously,â Joonas forced his trembling lips into a smile. âThey wonât ever come true if I do.â
Niko kept their gazes locked, and in that moment it felt as if Joonasâ whole universe consisted of this gorgeous man and the dandelion he was still clasping in his hand.
âDoes it work?â Niko asked quietly. âHave any of your dandelion wishes come true recently?â
I wish I knew how to tell you.
Joonas shook his head.
âHow come?â
I wish I knew why.
âMaybe theyâre on it, but so far no luck.â
Niko nodded, like Joonasâ explanation was in any way plausible.
âBut youâll keep trying still?â
I wish I wouldnât have to.Â
âI have to,â Joonas said.
âWhy?âÂ
Nikoâs eyes kept staring into his, until for the briefest moment they focused at something below Joonasâ nose.Â
I wish you could see it.
âBecause I donât know what else to do.ââ
The green eyes were back on Joonasâ then, disarming Joonas from the defence he never had to begin with.
âAbout what?â
Joonas didnât want to make himself believe the fierce, almost knowing look Niko gave him was nothing else but the makings of his vivid imagination and wishful thinking.
âIâŠâ Joonas tried, but the harder he begged for the words to come out, the farther away they hid somewhere inside him.
His fingernails dug into his palm as he kept holding on to the dandelion.
I wishâ
He never got to finish his wish, the one he had been saving for when he would be most desperate.
Because in the blink of an eye, he had no dandelion to wish on; with a quick motion, Niko snatched the flower from his grip, lifted it to his lips, and with one sharp puff of air he blew it free of the white tufts, never breaking eye-contact with Joonas.Â
And in the next blink of an eye, Joonas felt hands on his cheeks and a pair of lips on his own.
Hundreds of dandelion wishes sent off with the spring breeze, and the one stolen right out of his hands ended up being the one finally fulfilling them. Joonas would have laughed at it, had his mouth and vocal chords not been otherwise occupied.
When they broke the kiss, Nikoâs cheeks were flushed and his eyes looked even wilder than before. Even halfway into getting lost in them, Joonas could see Nikoâs lips moving and hear his voice speaking, quiet and soft, but the sound would ring in his ears for days, weeks, years to come:
âI wish for you.â
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I LOVE THAT OLLI/ALEKSI IS FREQUENTLY HERE NOW
they are definitely my other otp and I love love love love love your anons and you discussing about them đ„șâ€ïž there needs to be more nerdy, shy boyfriends sharing their wine and bed and Moomin sheets and kisses and weird sense of humor and inside jokes only the other one will ever get and Rilla cuddles and late night skype calls when Olli is back in his apartment in Oulu and the distance feels extremely long and night so very dark and the only thing lighting it up is the other one's smile even if it is through the video call đ„ș they would finally falls asleep while the call is still going on and only notice the next morning when phone battery is nearly run out đ„ș
(uugh yeah I wanted to participate and I am having soft feeling on this fine evening đ„șâ€ïž)
ohhh noooooo that's too cute?? đđđđ Olli/Aleksi is SUCH a soft ship, perfect for fluff and all kinds of domestic stuff đ„șđ
here's a cute little (Christmassy) Olli/Allu fic idea for all the Olli/Allu shippers out there, as a treat đ
you've heard of Olli/Aleksi go grocery shopping, now get ready for Olli/Aleksi CHRISTMAS shopping! đ
they both actually hate doing it because it's so stressful and crowded and they get hot in their winter clothes ugh we've all been there đ©
however, together they have so much fun trying to find the perfect Christmas presents for their bandmates and the crew and just messing around in the stores and squeezing inside the same fitting room to try on some silly Christmas jumpers (this one for Olli and this one for Aleksi)...and maybe also to have a little make-out break like some horny teenagers đ
đšââ€ïžâđâđš
(yes, they give presents together as well as cards now, you can't change my mind)
and they also grab some glögi and chocolate for themselves to snack on while staying up late to wrap all the presents đ„°
and they giggle while coming up with cheesy poems for the name cards (and they will keep on giggling throughout the band+crew Christmas party where they exchange gifts and see the others' reactions to the poems and the presents đ€)
they wake up at noon the next morning with decorative glitter in their hair (don't ask how it got there) and to Rilla having shredded the leftover wrapping paper all over the living room đ
still, they couldn't be happier đ„șđ
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All I want is Aleksi and Olli taking Rilla and going for the most cozy week in some cabin in the woods to celebrate their birthdays by spending the time cuddling, exploring the forest, doing some cooking together and lazily making out... đ
So...something like this, maybe? đ„°đŹđ¶đżïž
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One fact about Aleksi Kaunisvesi was that he was not a religious person, per se. He did celebrate Christmas with his family in a traditionally Christian way, yes, and he had appreciated the long weekend they were always given from school during Easter, even if he had usually spent the four days stuffing his face with overly sweet chocolate and watching cartoons rather than contemplating the Passion of the Christ, but he did not believe in an âinvisible forceâ that allegedly controlled all life on earth as if it was his personal puppet show. Likewise, he wasnât entirely convinced of the existence of places like Heaven and Hell, or any other form of afterlife for that matter; the moment heâd be lying dead and stiff in a wooden box, Aleksi supposed (and partly hoped) the only place he was going was six feet under.
He did think, however, that if there was a heaven somewhere, it would be a lot like where he was right now: under a blanket on the couch of his familyâs summer cottage, with scented candles and the remains of a birthday cake on the coffee table, and two sleeping figures pressed tightly against him, one curled up in the crook of Aleksiâs neck and sighing dramatically in his ear from time to time, the other resting his head on Aleksiâs chest with one of his arms wrapped around Aleksiâs waist. To him, heaven was the smoothness of Olliâs lips, the look in Rillaâs eyes when she hurried to him with her favourite toy in her mouth, Olliâs sleepy moans in the morning when they pleasured each other in bed, and all their footprints on the front porch of the cottage after a morning walk on foggy fields and mossy forests.
Indeed, if the clouds in Heaven werenât as soft as Olliâs curls or Rillaâs fur just behind her ear, Aleksi sure as hell wasnât going to bother living a life free of sin. On the other hand, if the life hereafter was anything like this, Aleksi wouldnât have minded passing away this instant, as long as it meant heâd get to spend eternity exactly where he was now, all snuggled up with the two creatures he loved the most in the whole terrestrial world.
The drumming of the rain against the windowsill was almost like a lullaby that nearly made Aleksi lose the battle against sleepiness, which he had been fighting bravely ever since they all had settled on the couch together; not because he wasnât feeling drowsy from the three-course meal they had had â minus Rilla, who had turned up her nose on the filet mignon flavoured Cesar meal â but because he simply couldnât resist savouring the sight of his loved ones clinging on to him like touch-starved baby koalas. He was, in fact, maybe just a few seconds from nodding off himself, had it not been for the smallest, barely audible rustle sounding from behind the front door.
âRilââ Aleksi didnât have any more time to react before Rilla bolted up and sprang to the door, barking sharply at the visitor behind it.
âMmhhuh?â a sleepy voice mumbled against Aleksiâs sweater.Â
âThe darned squirrel is back again,â Aleksi sighed. âI told you we shouldnât have started feeding it.â
âBut it looked so sad and starved!â Olli exclaimed as he lifted his cheek off Aleksiâs chest and rested his chin on it instead, locking eyes with Aleksi. Although Aleksi knew it was unintentional on Olliâs part, he couldnât help but smile fondly at Olliâs face which was an impeccable image of the expression the squirrel had pulled the other morning as it had looked at them through the window while they had been having brunch. Olli had insisted the poor animal had been staring at their late breakfast snacks, and before Aleksi had had a chance to point out that he doubted squirrels were particularly keen on chocolate muffins or yoghurt, Olli had taken a handful of blueberries and put them on his already empty bread and butter plate before tiptoeing to the porch and placing the humble offerings on the small glass table under the window.Â
Now, Aleksi had always considered himself a man of reason and rationality, and this part of him argued they should restrain from interacting with wildlife like this, no matter how cute. In a few days, their little vacation in the middle of nowhere would be over and thereâd be no one leaving the squirrel blueberries fresh from the grocery store anymore. But when it came to Olli Matela, he knew this sort of reasoning was no use; sharing his life with Olli, Aleksi had learnt not only that âa second breakfastâ was more than just a silly quirk from the pencil of Mr. Tolkien, but also that some matters were simply meant to be dealt with by your heart rather than by your (annoyingly logical, as his bandmates often complained) head.Â
Inviting a lonely squirrel to your breakfast table was clearly one of these matters, and since then, their new friend had paid them a visit at least once a day, making subtle noises on the porch to attract their â and especially Rillaâs â attention. Aleksi thought the furry rodent was trying his luck a little too boldly, climbing up the wooden pillar of the porch just inches before Rillaâs teeth would snap its furry tail, but Olli admired its persistence and bravery and rewarded it with a squirrel-sized portion of salad seed mix (whereas Rilla, Aleksi assumed, was of the opinion that the squirrel would be better off as far away from her territory, which consisted of the area surrounding the cottage as far as Rillaâs eyesight could reach and a little beyond that, just to be sure). Yet, no matter how stern Aleksi tried to be, it only took him one glance at the way Olliâs eyes brightened as he observed the squirrel nibbling on whatever little snack he had given it from their travel cooler, and Aleksi knew he wasnât going to stop Olli from feeding the animal the next time it would arrive either.
When the squirrel had finished its meal of the day and scurried back to the nearby pine where they suspected it slept in, Olli turned to Aleksi and shuffled closer, right into Aleksiâs personal space.Â
âShall we continue where we left off now?â Olliâs low voice was like hot chocolate on a winter evening, especially now that Aleksi had already lost all the body heat they had built together under the blanket.Â
âMmmmh,â Aleksi hummed and let himself be dragged towards the couch, slowly and a little clumsily, as neither of them couldnât bear letting the other go once they were entangled in an embrace once again. âOr maybeâŠwe could do something else?âÂ
Olli didnât answer;Â he didnât need to. The answer was given in the curve of his lips, in the brilliant gleam in his thunderstorm coloured eyes, in the tongue that immediately found Aleksiâs when their mouths touched. As Aleksi felt himself be pushed back on the couch cushions, gently but with certainty and purpose, he knew he wouldnât have to second-guess whether or not Olli had understood his indirect suggestion.
Divine, Aleksi thought when Olliâs hungry eyes undressed him before his hands could. Celestial, he sighed in his mind when Olliâs hands groped his body wherever they could reach, in perfect sync with his equally celestial tongue. Angelic, he almost whispered out loud when Olliâs lust-filled eyes met his. Holy, he wanted to scream when their bodies moved together, the windows of the small cottage fogging up. Heavenly, when Olli finally collapsed on top of him, panting heavily, sweat glistening on his chest.
Heaven, when they kissed slowly by the kitchen counter, waiting for their mulled wine to brew; when they sat wrapped around each other at 3 am, chatting idly about everything and nothing; when their naked bodies melted together as they finally fell asleep.
To think of it again, maybe Aleksi could find a little bit of religiousness in himself after all.
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AU where the guys are talk show/morning show hosts and crew?
Alright, hear this: Good Morning with Blind Channel!
I'm going for a morning show, because I feel like there would be more different kinds of roles there, yeah? đ
So ummm. In this one Finnish morning show there's a meteorologist who sometimes brings his lil' doggo to the set? So...imagine Aleksi providing the daily weather forecast with his little helper Rilla? đ„° (who, of course, would sometimes cause havoc in the set; she'd hear a word reminiscing 'walkies' or 'treats' during an interview with a guest in the studio and ruins the whole scene by spurting to the set wagging her little tail before Aleksi can do anything about it đ)
Joel is a cameraman secretly crushing on Aleksi (or "secretly" because Joonas and Niko totally know what's up and keep teasing him about it đ). He's often found staring Aleksi via the camera and sighing longingly, to the point that sometimes he zones out dreaming about the weatherman and forgets his cameraman's duties for a second đ€
Joonas and Niko are the main hosts / interviewers who keep flirting with each other at every turn đ It's sort of awkward (for everyone else involved), but after that one time the production decided to separate them by pairing them up with other hosts, they were sent masses of negative feedback by outraged fans demanding for the public's favourite hosts to be reunited or else they'd switch to watching another channel's morning show đ€ (poor Santeri the producer thought he was going to be sacked for making such an unfortunate decision)
I don't think Finnish morning shows have a cooking section anymore, but a Blind Channel morning show certainly does, and it's actually the most awaited moment of the whole show; Olli started at the job only a while ago and is still a little nervous about cooking in front of the cameras, not least because it's LIVE, but the viewers absolutely adore him. Maybe it's his silky voice that provides them a smooth start to the day. Perhaps it's the fact that the poor boy seems to always be in such a hurry that he forgets to button his shirt all the way up before having to run back to the set from taking a short power-nap during commercial breaks (he's also not used to the early mornings quite yet đŽ)
Niko and/or Joonas have a tendency to show up (unscripted) to "help out" with the cooking; usually they only manage to make Olli mess up somehow or say something funny that the hosts then proceed to giggle about for the rest of the day đ©
Tommi is the news anchor, perfect for the job with his expressionless face and grave voice đ ...but only when the cameras are on! Everyone behind the scenes knows Tommi is all smiles and laughter when he's not informing citizens about political crises or economic downturns đ„° (except for Olli, of course, because he's new, which is why he felt a little weak at the knees when he first saw Tommi smile, having only seen him grim-faced on the telly until now)
Additional plotlines include: 1) Joel almost having a heart-attack when he thinks he sees Aleksi winking at him via the camera đł, 2) a day when Rilla is acting particularly clingy and everyone in set keeps missing their cues because they're busy giving Rilla the much-needed belly-rubs and ear-scratches đ„ș, 3) Niko and Joonas daring each other into making the other laugh while interviewing a guest (both fail horribly and are then given an official reprimand by the production and told to explain the whole thing to the viewers in their social medias đ), and 4) Olli making a fancy herbal drink for his part of the show and giving it to Tommi who's been a bit poorly recently and struggling with his voice đ”đ
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tbh in some cases calling my projects âwipsâ kinda feels like a joke, because it implies that itâs actually âin progressâ rather than being a thing that plagues my brain every once in a while.
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Flufftober Drabbles, Day 20: Bedtime Stories
Iâm sorry for waiting until 8:45 at night to post this, but itâs Joel/Niko, and itâs 1,136 words. đ„
âŠ.This is the longest one Iâve done so far. ^^;
It was the night before UMK 2021, and Joel was tossing and turning in his hotel bed.
The sound of his restless squirming, was keeping Niko (who had the misfortune of rooming with him) awake.
âDude,â Niko sighed, rubbing his tired eyes, âare you really that nervous?â
âYes!â Joel confessed anxiously. âI mean, what if we fuck up tomorrow, in front of the entire country?â
âWeâre not going to fuck up,â Niko assured him, from his spot on the other bed. âWeâve rehearsed the song a dozen times. Thereâs no way you would mess up the lyrics. At this point, you could probably even sing it in your sleep.â
âBut what if everyone hates it?â Joel wondered, staring at the ceiling
âWe donât have to win,â Niko shrugged. âEveryone doesnât have to like it. But, if we get even a few new Spotify listeners from this, Iâll be happy.â
âIâm not worried about winning,â Joel grumbled. âIâm worried about making an ass out of myself on live television!â
âWell, youâll do better onstage tomorrow, if you get your rest tonight,â Niko yawned. âSoâŠ.is there anything I can do to help?â
âI donât know,â Joel muttered. âTell me a bedtime story?â
âWhat, like youâre five?â Niko laughed.
âNever mind,â Joel grumbled, turning over on his side. âYouâre always super confident about everything. You donât know whatâs it like.â
âWell, alright,â Niko suggested, âthen how about I tell you a story, about a time I didnât have the confidence to do something? I always regretted it.â
âIs this a true story?â Joel asked, rolling back, to look in Nikoâs direction.
âYeah, Iâm serious,â Niko nodded. âThis is something that happened, back when I was eighteen.â
âBullshit - I knew you when you were eighteen,â Joel shook his head. âYou were a cocky bastard, even back then.â
âNot all the time!â Niko insisted. âDo you want to hear the story, or not?â
âIâm listening,â Joel said, stretching out against his pillows. âGo ahead.â
âIn 2013, I had a crush on this guy,â Niko began. âFrom the moment I met him, I knew he was something special. It was like, love at first sight.â
âThatâs not real,â Joel scoffed.
âIs too!â Niko argued. âI felt it, man. I swear.â
âSo, what did you do?â Joel asked curiously. âDid you ask for his number?â
âNah,â Niko shook his head. âI was too scared, of messing up our friendship. I wasnât even sure if he swung that way.â
âOh, true,â Joel considered. âIf he shot you down, it wouldâve been really embarrassing.â
âRight. I was terrified!â Niko recalled, chuckling. âSo, I asked Joonas what I should do.â
âWhy Joonas?â Joel frowned. âYou know, if you had come to me with your problem, I wouldâve tried to help, tooâŠ.â
âWell, uhhâŠ,â Niko reddened. âJoonas had known the guy for a long time. So, I figured he would know if I had a shot or not.â
âNiko, we all went to the same high school!â Joel pointed out, still a little hurt that Niko hadnât come to him for advice. âIs the guy someone I know, too?â
âAre you gonna let me tell the story, or not?â Niko pouted.
âSorry,â Joel replied. âGo on.â
âSo, Joonas told me to go for it,â Niko explained. âHe suggested that I buy the guy flowers.â
âIâve never gotten flowers from anyone in my life,â Joel confessed. âThatâs normally a gift people give to women, yâknow?â
âExactly,â Niko nodded. âThat was his logic. Nobody had ever given the guy a bouquet before, so he would be impressed, and think it was special.â
âI guess that makes sense,â Joel shrugged.
âSo, one day, on my way home from band practice, I bought a dozen roses at the supermarket,â Niko went on. âRed ones. Really fucking pretty.â
âAnd what did he say, when you gave them to him?â Joel asked.
âThatâs where I screwed up,â Niko frowned. âIt snowed that night. But, I still trudged through the cold, on foot, with my stupid bouquet, all the way to his house.â
âAnd thenâŠ?â Joel asked, in suspense.
âI couldnât fucking knock,â Niko admitted, looking ashamed. âI was standing right outside his house. And I couldnât make myself knock on his door. I was too scared. What if he didnât feel the same way? What if confessing my feelings, made him hate me?â
âIâm sure he wouldnât hate you,â Joel said softly.
âYou donât know that!â Niko snapped. âSoâŠ.yeah. I left. I dropped the roses on the ground, and I took off. By morning, the bouquet probably got buried, under all the snow. Iâm sure he never even saw it.â
âThat was it?â Joel realized, eyes wide. âYou never told him how you felt?â
âNo,â Niko said sadly. âJoonas asked me how it went. I lied and told him I got rejected. That was easier, than admitting I never even had the balls to try.â
âIâm sorry that happened,â Joel said sympathetically. âButâŠit was years ago, right? Iâm sure youâre over that guy by now.â
âWell, IâŠI donât know,â Niko stammered, his cheeks turning red. âSometimes, I still wish I could go on a date with that guy. Just once.â
âThen, you should ask him out on a date!â Joel encouraged. âYouâre a confident, cool rock star now, right? So, if you guys are still friends, why donât you send him a text? I mean, the worst he can say is no.â
âI canât text him,â Niko shook his head.
âDude, come on!â Joel scoffed. âYou expect me to be brave enough, to sing onstage tomorrow, in front of all of Finland. But youâre not even brave enough, to text one guy, who youâve had a crush on since high school?!â
âI canât text him,â Niko said, in the quietest possible voice, âbecause weâre in the same room.â
âWhat?â Joel blinked.
ââŠ.You heard me,â Niko blushed, staring down at the floor.
âAre you sayingâŠitâs me?!â Joel gasped. âIâm the guy you bought flowers for?â
âYes, so fucking reject me properly this time, so I can finally move on with my life!â Niko shouted.
âKeep your voice down,â Joel shushed him. âItâs one in the fucking morning.â
He got out of bed, and went to sit beside Niko. He took the brunetteâs shaking hands, in his own.
âNiko,â Joel whispered. âLook at me.â
Green eyes hesitantly stared into blue.
âIâm not going to reject you,â Joel smiled. âI would actually love to go on a date with you.â
âWhat?â Nikoâs jaw dropped. âReally?â
âYeah,â Joel grinned. âCâmere.â
He grabbed Niko by the collar of his pajama shirt, and pulled him into a kiss.
Nikoâs lips were so soft. But, his hands were rough, as he pulled Joel closer. Their kiss deepened as they collapsed against the pillows, all their nervousness about the next day forgotten.
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Me reading a really good book: god this makes me wanna write
Me reading a really bad book: ugh this makes me wanna write
Me having coffee: i wanna write
Me going on a drive: i wanna write
Me doing the dishes: i wanna write
Me waking up: i wanna write
Me writing:
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Youâve heard of one shots, now get ready for none shots! Itâs when you think of an idea for a fic and then donât write it
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Flufftober Drabbles, Day 9: Game Day (Sports)
Today itâs Joel/Aleksi again. Itâs 583 words. đ
âThanks for coming over,â Joel grinned, as he opened the door to his apartment.
âThanks for inviting me,â Aleksi grinned back as he walked into the living room. âSorry Iâm late. Traffic was terrible.â
Joelâs TV was already tuned in to the live footage of the hockey game. Today, Oulun KĂ€rpĂ€t were facing off against HIFK (the team from Helsinki).
âWho are you rooting for?â Aleksi asked, as Joel handed him a beer.
âIs that even a question?â Joel snorted.
âWell, youâre from Oulu,â Aleksi shrugged, âBut, youâve lived in Helsinki for years now.â
âOf course Iâm cheering for KĂ€rpĂ€t!â Joel cried. âYouâd better be, too.â
âDid you forget Iâm from southern Finland?â Aleksi chuckled as he sipped from the bottle.
âSo, what - youâre rooting for HIFK?â Joel realized, looking shocked.
âMy dad and I have been HIFK fans my whole life,â Aleksi confessed.
âTraitor,â Joel rolled his eyes. âKĂ€rpĂ€t will crush them today, for sure.â
âWanna bet?â Aleksi smirked, his eyes glimmering with mischief.
âSure, Iâll make a bet with you,â Joel nodded, as he turned the volume up. âHow much do you want to bet on your team? Twenty euro?â
âI donât want money,â Aleksi shook his head. âLetâs bet on something more interesting.â
âWhat did you have in mind?â Joel asked, raising an eyebrow.
âHow aboutâŠ,â Aleksi grinned wickedly. âIf your team loses, you have to do one thing that I command?â
âAnd if my team wins, you have to take one command from me?â Joel guessed.
âYeah,â Aleksi nodded. âBut, HIFK wonât lose.â
âWeâll see!â Joel laughed. âIâll take that bet!â
They shook on it, before turning their attention to the television. It was the final third, and score was even so far - both teams had scored five goals each. HIFK were in possession of the puck.
âGo, JÀÀskĂ€!â Aleksi cheered, recognizing a familiar forward. âGet it into the net!â
âNo!â Joel cried, screaming in turn at the KĂ€rpĂ€t goalie. âBlomqvist, stop him!â
He glanced anxiously at the clock. There were only seconds left in the game.
Juha JÀÀskĂ€ shot the puck across the ice. It slid past Joel Blomqvistâs skates, into the goalpost.
âGOAAAAL!â the announcer cried enthusiastically. âTime is up - HELSINKI WINS!â
âYEAH!â Aleksi whooped, pumping his fists into the air.
âNooo,â Joel moaned, burying his head in his hands.
Aleksi couldnât resist a laugh, as he picked up the remote, and turned the TV off.
ââŠ.Alright,â Joel sighed after a moment, picking his head up, âA bet is a bet. I lost. So, what do you want me to do? Wash your car? Buy you lunch?â
âNo, nothing like that,â Aleksi shook his head.
âThen, what?â Joel asked.
âWhat Iâd like,â Aleksi smirked, âis for you to kiss me.â
âHuh?â Joel blushed. He hadnât been expecting this. ââŠ.Why?â
âWhy?â Aleksi repeated, chuckling. âBecause youâre cute, silly.â
âI am?â Joel blinked, looking even more confused.
âWellâŠ,â Aleksi frowned, realizing he might have made a mistake, âifâŠif you really donât want to, Joel, of course Iâll pick something else.â
âI want to,â Joel clarified. âTo be honestâŠIâve wanted to for a while. I just never thought you would want me back.â
He wasted no more time fulfilling Aleksiâs command. He leaned in, and pressed his lips to the DJâs. Fuck. They were so soft.
Aleksiâs hand came up, and found the back of Joelâs head. He pulled him closer, not wanting the kiss to end.
All thoughts of who had lost or won were immediately forgotten.
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"In bed at 2am, blissfully drowsy" and "You smell nice" with Olli/Allu? đ€ Since people say Olli smells really good and Allu had a nose perfect for sniffing đ
Hello! I have not forgotten these even tho it might seem like it đ This is kind of prology for the other Aleksi/Olli fic I made for this same game, but I am publishing this on my phone and can't be bothered to link the first one in this too đ
maybe later! But anyway, enjoy this â€ïž
Words: 1228, fluff, implied sexual content (i think? Just to be safe?)
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Warm embrace around his middle and nose pressed against Olli's neck made Aleksi sigh quietly and wrap his arms a bit more strongly around Olliâs shoulders. To keep him there and not let him draw away too quickly. He was back home now.
âI am so happy you are feeling better. It felt horrible to just leave you there.â Aleksi felt how Olli mumbled against his own shoulder and lifted his hand to Olliâs curls to give his scalp gentle scratches. He wanted to assure Olli everything was good.
âIt wasnât too bad. Honestly. I wasnât terribly sick and you and others really made sure I didnât feel abandoned. It was just sad that I missed the Whisky A Go Go.â
Olli lifted his head slightly and Aleksi felt how Olliâs lips curled to a smile against his neck.
âWe will go there again and make sure youâll be with us.â
Aleksi felt the drop in his stomach, it felt almost like a kiss, when Olliâs lips opened slightly while he talked. He didnât even want to really admit it to himself how much he would have hoped for it to be a kiss. Blushing he drew away from Olliâs embrace and with a slight smile for him, he turned to hug Santeri, who had patiently waited his turn.
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Olli had never looked as good. Red cheeks, bass still hanging on his shoulder, curls wild and some random golden strands stuck on his sweaty forehead and neck, eyes shining with excitement and tears, dimples on his cheeks and widest smile on his lips. Chest heaving alongside his panting. The previous show had already made Aleksi feel beyond tipsy, but Olliâs mere presence made him properly drunk. The sight made his heart beat extra rhythms and brain to give him the stupidest ideas. He would seriously explode with feeling so much pride, awe and love if he didnât act out soon. And then Olli turned to look at him, the smile on his lips so happy and the look in his eyes inviting. His whole being was so open, so unusually free and so Olli. It was like looking him totally bare of any filters or masks, just a momentarily every feeling was there to be seen if one just paid enough attention and Aleksi was paying. How could he not do so, Olli was glowing and Aleksi had never loved so much.
It took only three hurried steps to get across the backstage area, two heartbeats to gently lift the bass guitar over Olliâs head and to hand it to whoever happened to be the closest and only one look in Olliâs darkened eyes for Aleksi to cup his face and crash their lips together in lustful, passionate kiss. It was hungry right from the start, Olli snaked his fingers under Aleksiâs loose shirt and his touch was burning Aleksiâs skin, making him moan in the open mouthed kiss and slide his hands in Olliâs sweaty curls.
Some small coherent part in Aleksiâs brain was screaming at them to stop in this instant and leave to their hotel room before going any further. But he didnât want to stop, he had waited long enough already. Luckily it seemed that Olli had more self-control, or that he had heard Aleksiâs brain and decided to silence it himself since Aleksi was not going to do so. In Aleksiâs slightly hysteric mind the latter seemed like the most believable explanation of why Olli insistently made them part. Only mere centimeters, but still. He could still feel the warmness emanating from Olli, how his hot breath tickled Aleksiâs lips and jaw, how the electricity sparkled in every heated look and in every spot they were touching each other.
âNot in here Allu.â He whispered in between panting and Aleksi gathered the crumbles of his self-control to give him a nod in return. âThen take me somewhere else.â
Olli swallowed and nodded hurriedly, before giving him one more kiss.
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Aleksi dropped his head against the pillow and whined when he felt Olli getting up. He made his best effort to prevent that from happening, trying to grab Olli's arm, but since he could only barely lift his own limbs, he wasn't very successful.
"I'll be back in a moment, don't worry", Olli said softly and true to his words, soon Aleksi felt the bed dipping under Olli's weight again. Aleksi opened his eyes to look how gently Olli wiped off all evidence of their earlier activities and when he went to bring the towel back in the bathroom, Aleksi took a look at his phone. It seemed they wouldn't be getting too much sleep tonight. Then Olli was back and he joined Aleksi in the bed again. Aleksi put his phone back down, opened his arms and sighed happily when Olli snuggled up against his chest and wrapped his arms around Aleksi' middle. Aleksi's own hands drew incoherent patterns to Olli's back, felt the pumps of his spine and traced again the same paths his fingers had found earlier. Now without hurry or blinding lust. No, now he was memorising them, admiring and loving. Wondering how something this perfect was currently laying in his arms.
Aleksi bowed his face a little to give Olli's temple a kiss and then buried his nose in his sweaty curls. "You smell good. How can you smell this good after the show and sex?" Aleksi mumbled to Olli's skin. Olli smiled against his chest, which made butterflies go crazy in Aleksi's stomach.
"It is just afterglow and post-gig-high that makes you think that."
Aleksi shook his head insistently and with some unexpected force managed to turn them around to snuggle to Olli's neck. "You always smell so good."
Olli pressed Aleksi more firmly against himself and spoke straight to his ear, making shivers run down Aleksi's spine. "Really? How long have you been observing?"
Aleksi decided that he wanted to have the following conversation when looking at Olli's eyes and lift himself to lean on his elbows. He looked down at Olli's blissful face, drowsy eyes and softly smiling lips. "Too long. Months. Way before the Christmas tour, maybe from the end of the summer already."
Olli lifted himself up enough to capture Aleksi's lips in a deep kiss. "We are idiots", he said after the kiss broke and continued when Aleksi gave him the questioning look. "You have been everything I have been able to think for a couple of months already. But⊠I guess I was too shy to ask you out and then America happened and it didn't seem like a good idea to ask you here if you'd turn me down. It would have just made everything hard."
Aleksi nodded, it was a very valid explanation. Even more so when he had been afraid to do the first move too.
"But we did it now? Is this what you want to do? Are we dating now or was this just a one time thing?"
Olli looked suddenly shy and Aleksi lifted his hand to trace gently his cheekbone. "I would like to date. I can't take it if this was just a one time thing. I need to see what we can have together."
"Me too, we will continue together now", Aleksi pressed his forehead against Olli's and gave him the sweetest kiss.
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I have doctor Niko/Joel brainworms now because of you. But like Niko who makes sure Joel is healthy with eating, giving him great tips because thereâs a lot he doesnât like, and whenever Niko is not working night shifts, he stays over at Joelâs because then he sleeps better, but he never gives Joel a hard time for his habits, just maybe nudges him not to drink that tenth cup of coffee of the day. And even though heâs teasing he just as much likes caring for his boyfriendđ And maybe Joel likes bun Niko with a coat just as much as usđł Or maybe he even takes some fear off Joel towards doctors (for sure would help me)
I am so happy that brainworms got you too! đ I haven't been able to think anything else since that story came out of my head!
But oh, these are so cute ideas đ„șâ€ïž he would definitely be the caring boyfriend spiced up with some teasing manners (and bun and white coat đ) and take care of Joel in a way that doesn't make Joel feel like child. â€ïž And it is two way road, Joel would help Niko to relax when work is hectic and he has hard time forgetting some poor patient he doesn't know how to help or who he couldn't help at all. đ„ș
And Niko would definitely help Joel come over his fear of doctors at least little bit! Who could stay afraid of someone with soft bun (totally askew after some.. physical therapy session) and friendly, sunshine smile. And white coat turns out to be just hot on him and not scary đ
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hey! can i ask you for a Niko/Joel (since ive noticed its one of your faves!) with whatever emojis you like best?!
Yes you can! I used random emoji generator for the emojis and got đđ„đ. And then made the absolute superior decision to write this at uni and got some VERY good mental images in my mind đł
Anyway, this is last emoji-drabble for now! Thank you everyone who sent these and sorry that last ones took so long â€ïž and I hope you like this anon!
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âWhat did you do now?âÂ
Niko wasnât even fully in the room when he asked and while Joel was actually happy that it was Niko who was seeing him this time and not someone random, he was instantly even more annoyed that Nikoâs question implied that he visited the hospital regularly.Â
âWow, you are really becoming a very uptight doctor who is lacking basic manners and having their head up in their ass. Nice.â Joel grumbled back at him, not even trying to behave now that it was only Niko in the room with him.Â
Niko rolled his eyes and sat opposite of Joel. âSorry, why are you here? Again.âÂ
âI canât just come to say hi to you?â Joel raised his eyebrow, doing his best to hide the obvious pain in his face.Â
Niko squinted at him. âThere are patients waiting for me, Joel. Tell me why you are here for real or go home and we can continue this chat when my shift ends.âÂ
Joel grunted and finally showed his arm to Niko. âWe were playing volleyball and I fell on it.âÂ
Nikoâs warm hands were on his skin immediately and Joel hissed when Niko tried to make him straighten or rotate the arm.Â
âI donât think it is broken, but we should maybe take an x-ray to be sure. Have you taken painkillers already or do you want me to give you something?âÂ
Joel nodded, âI took some like 20 minutes ago.âÂ
Niko smiled at him. âGood. Nurse will take you to the x-ray and I have to go, but Iâll see you in a while again, okay?âÂ
Joel was quick to grab Nikoâs arm before he had a chance to move too far away from his reach. âNiko..?â
Niko understood without further words, gave a quick glance to the door and leaned down to peck Joelâs lips.Â
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đ«đđ¶ with tommi/aleksi
Second to last emoji drabble, I hope you like this anon đ„°
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Aleksi walked around the bus and found Tommi exactly where he had assumed he would be. Involved in carrying the stuff inside of tonightâs venue with Mikko. Aleksi got closer and brushed his fingers against Tommiâs so briefly that no one had a chance to see it. No questions to answer, no teasing to get from anyone. Only their secret cuddles and sneaky touches that were far from accidental, but looked like ones anyway.
Tommi didnât even look at his direction, but Aleksi knew there would be the 'barely a glimmer' in his eyes anyway. He had seen Tommiâs eyes lit up so many times that he knew it was hard even for a solemn guy like him to fully conceal the fact that his heart beat got up when Aleksi was close and asking a moment for just the two of them. Even tho they had agreed to not show anything to others. Not yet.
âSanteri was asking about you, there was some problem with the light-table.â Aleksi delivered his message to Mikko, who grabbed one of the remaining boxes with him and left inside to make sure no one was fucking up his equipments.
Aleksi looked after him and then briefly around them before gently pushing Tommi against the bus. Tommi had his arms already around Aleksi and quietly they snuggled up together. Just breathing in each other. Aleksi traced carefully the hem of the wrab just under Tommi's right elbow. Giving it the special attention without really pointing it out and reminding Tommi to take it easy without voicing his thoughts.
"We have to go.." Tommi mumbled to his hair and Aleksi nodded against his chest. He could already hear the first sounds from the soundcheck.
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