#I love cropping in really close on hands in case you couldn't tell by now akfhlg

[sweet-almonds]

"Keep your eyes open for me"

Heizou x reader

Genre ; Smut

Word count ; 1.1k words

Prompt ; The leather crop trailed over sensitive skin, making [Y/N] shiver. Their breath caught, eyes fluttering shut. No, replies Heizou. A gentle sting, making sensitive skin only more sensitive. Eyes open. Keep them on the mirror, sweet thing. I want you to watch me take you apart.

Warnings: NSFW below the cut, dni if you are not comfortable reading this.

Author's note: this is my first ever smut in celebration for the 100 followers special, so please, bear with me the cringe.

@genshinparty @idollie @heizours @aqualesha @merzkihstuff pls tell me your thoughts

[12:36 pm]

you look at the clock and sigh to yourself; "heizou still hasn't returned". it wasn't unusual for him to arrive late, it was just that, well, you had taken a nap and had a wet dream of heizou and now you are horny as ever. you are trying to be pacient for his return, but the wetness between your thighs says otherwise.

you were looking at your fireplace until you hear the door open and immediately look to your left to see your boyfriend enter the house, trying to find the right key to lock the door, you didn't want to look needy and desperate, so you waited for him to come to your direction.

"oh, hello love, i'm sorry to keep you waiting, kujou sara was really taking a toll on me today, she wanted me to care of a case and..."

you couldn't concentrate on what he was saying, your mind was getting fussy, your breathing unsteady, but the only thing you could think about was heizou getting closer, inch by inch, step by step.

"love? are you listening to me? you look really red, are you sick?"

you returned his gaze and he gave you a look of concern, but as if he read your mind, he gave you a smirk.

"ohh, i see, now i understand what's going on, do you need my touch, sweetheart?"

you opened your mouth, but no words came out of your throat, so instead you gave him a nod.

he grabbed your outstretched arm and pulled you from the couch you were in and whispered in your ear;

"looks like someone is really needy today, is there any reason of that?"

you whimpered and tugged at his sleeve;

"that doesn't matter, just please, please, touch me, i need you so bad right now.."

he smirked again and guided you to the bedroom, laying you down on the bed.

he turned your head to the right so that you can look at your full length mirror.

"darling, you see that mirror? i want you to look at it the whole time while i take you apart.."

he shortly laughed and started to take of your clothes, starting from your shirt.

he looked in your eyes, asking for your permission, which you slowly nod, and he went straight to your lips, starting slow and passionate, to quick and heated, more tongue and teeth then anything.

heizou then went down, to your cheeks, to your jawline and to your neck, he stopped there for a few seconds and breathed into your neck, making you shiver.

he chuckled and started kissing your neck, leaving hickeys and love bites on it, each having a different shade of purple.

he then went down to your chest and his hands grabbed one of your nipples and started to play with them, earning a small moan out of you, which made him ever harder.

he slowly kissed his way down to your stomach to your pants and panties, which he quickly took off, exposing your cunt to the wind and for him to see.

he's suprised that you did not even look at him, instead, you just kept looking at him through the mirror.

he gave you a kiss on the cheek and got close to your ear;

"my love, you're doing so well, keeping your eyes open and watching me tear you apart, i think you deserve a reward.."

you look at him through the mirror and gave him a look that said "yes i do".

he smiled and went down to your legs and holded both of them to his shoulders, keeping you steady.

"don't worry, sweet thing, i'll make you feel amazing, so much that you won't stop screaming my name."

he gave you one last look before he desperately tasted your juices on his needy tongue, his nose nudging ever so slightly against your puffy bundle of nerves before he's proceeding to prod the tip of his tongue against your hole now, knowing far too well on how to get you over the edge.

you were a moaning mess, squirming and whimpering as he proceeded to take of his own clothes.

"you're so good at this..." you said before releasing another moan, which was heaven to his ears.

"your taste is addicting, sweet thing..." he mumbled against your glistering folds, your eyes rolling back and welcoming the orgasm that suddenly washed over you.

"this might hurt a bit, darling, but i assure you that the pain will soon become pleasure." he assured you, as he brought the tip of his cock, aligning it with your sensitive hole.

he slowly inserted his cock in your sensitive hole and, almost immediately, you were moaning and squirming under his grasp.

"h-heizou, it's too m-much!" you whispered, already feeling like you were about to cum in seconds.

you were about to look at him when you felt his hand umder your chin, making you look at the mirror, not taking your eyes of it.

"if you take your eyes off the mirror, you won't be allowed to cum, alright? so don't tear your gaze from it." he whisperes in your ear.

he inserted his cock inside of you and you almost screamed of how big he was, you felt full just by having him in you.

"archons, you're so t-tight."

you almost cummed right then and there, almost passing out.

No. replies heizou. Eyes open. Keep them on the mirror, sweet thing. I want you to watch me take you apart.

you shiver and nod when a small gasp escaped your lips once heizou was spreading your legs open to comfortably nestle himself in between them, cock head in between your glistering folds before he collected his spit as a natural lubricant to finally plunge into you, continuing to slowly move his hips to grind himself lazily in your cunt, making sure to feel every single pulsating spot of yours.

after some time, he finally hit that sweet spot of yours, which caused a loud moan come out of you, making him move his hips harder and rougher.

"h-heizou-!! c-cumming-!!" you whimpered, as he pounded onto you one last time, making you loudly moan, as you finally came.

"you did so well darling...you can look at me now love." he said, which you almost immediately did a 90 degree turn to (finally) look at him, as he gave you a deep kiss.

"i think it's better if we both rest for now, don't think its over yet love, there will be plenty more tommorow.." he told you as he gave you one last kiss on your forehead before both of you fell asleep.

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[maizumis]

LOVE IS NOT FOR EVERYONE - suna x fem!reader smau

part 14: what a beautiful sight

summary: after years of not talking to each other, your childhood best friend decided to reach out again, how will everything go?

note: one make out session, the text are the bottom of the chapter are from suna to y/n, this starts when run picks y/n up in case you a little lost eheheh

series masterlist - playlist - part 15

“you never fail to look like a goddes”

It was really just a black jean and a sage green crop top but you did feel like Aphrodite with his choice of words

“too early for this rin, let's go, I'm excited!”

You rushed to the now-familiar car, quickly placing the belt over your chest, tapping the tip of your fingers to the rough material of your pants

“The boys are gonna be so happy to see you”

“and you don't?”

He turned on the car after playing his usual playlist on the radio, carefully going into the road, his hand finding a place in your thighs

“im always happy to see you, baby”

Atsumu’s place was rather luxury and of course – he had his pride and joy framed on the wall, MSBY black jackals jersey hanging proudly there

“‘tsumu! ‘samu! This feel so surreal oh my god! We are finally together again”

You would love to be hugging them right now, but your lovely Rintaro had an arm protectively wrapped around your waist

“it does! Samu and I already picked the movie, Barbie & the diamond castle sounds right”

“by ‘samu and I he means just him, a had no decision into this”

Tired of his little act, you got out of Suna’s embrace, walking towards the younger twin, involving him in the best hug you had in years

“we kinda saw each other a few days ago ‘samu, but I missed you”

He didn't missed the chance to take all your scent in, his nose couldn't be deeper into your skin

“missed ya too angel, missed you too”

A no so distant voice cut off the cute and very much needed moment between the both of you

“why don't we skip this part an get into the movie? Pretty girl, come sit on me”

Maybe you were too naive because you were cuddling with him a soon as he told you that, Osamu felt a knot in his throat, an oh-so-familiar knot that he used to feel everyday in his teenage years

“look at the movie pretty girl, but don't take your eyes out of me”

The movies was interesting for sure, the little scene always got your attention, bit right now the texts Suna was sharing with another girl while you were literally sitting on him made you feel weird, or just not welcome, you could clearly see that the girl was flirting with him and not only that but he was flirting back

“um- atsumu where's the bathroom?”

He quickly gave you the indications before pausing the movie so they could wait for you, as soon as rintaro heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, he picked up his car keys

Osamu quirkes a brow at his actions, what was he trying to do? Fortunately, his twin asked before he had the chance

“suna, where ya going?”

“my sister had an emergency guys, I need to go” sure, your sister, your sister that flirts with you and tells you she is home alone

Atsumu tried to stop him “Rin— ya we're going to take y/n home” the only answer the blonde twin got was the sound of the door closing

“guys! I'm back– where's rin?” the brothers shared a remorseful look before flashing you the news

“he went out, his sister had an emergency”

“but he was gonna take me home? And he really said his sister?” you couldn't believe his stood that low to the point of lying to his friends where was he going, he knew he was doing something that was wrong

“dont worry– ya can crush the night here, samu is gonna stay too, and what do ya mean by his sister?”

You scoffed before plopping down the couch, laying your head on osamu’s shoulder “he was texting a girl and she told him she was alone, I really doubt his sister had an emergency”

Atsumu decided to take the matter on his own hands before he had a sad y/n crying on his couch because of his stupid friend

“son of a bitch- crash here y/n, though a only have the the couch that ya can make a bed to sleep, but ya shall share with samu...”

“a can sleep on the floor” “i don't mind sharing” your comment had ‘samu blushing furiously, did you really didn't mind to share a bed with him?

The blonde twin came to the living room with lots of blankets and pillows, you were sure you had less covers in your house than this

“ya two decide then, I'll go ta sleep, good night, no funny business”

The first few minutes may we're a little uncomfortable bit now that both of you were under the blankets, just your head on his chest whit his arm around your shoulder, this actually felt right, you felt on placed after a long time

“this feels nice, ‘samu” you snuggle closer to his chest and god, he really tried not to look down because he knew he would contain to smash his lips on yours

“it does feels nice princes... What ya been up ta these years”

You started by the change of high school and the new friends it gave you, how grateful you were for that, how you went through college and met tsukkishima and how both of you were now working at the museum and of course, you had to ask him the same too

“ A could finally start my business, a think is the more exciting part of all this year”

You changed positions, now sitting beside him but looking straight at his eyes that we're calling for something you just didn't knew yet

“your ‘nigiri is the beat samu, you're elite when it comes to food" your fingers came to play with the baby hairs on his neck and he doesn't know how his hand was now on the back of yours, taking the galaxy your eyes had to offer, it wouldn't be rugby to kiss you but that sentence you told “kiss me, samu” that was the las straw

He was so fast to run his fingers through your head, accommodating you in tall form you were straddling his hips- your lips were way more adictive than he initially thought

“yer so pretty angel, so so pretty” it was too different from the usual comments suna would give you, you felt appreciated there

“you're prettier samu, way prettier” with that your tongues kept dancing together, his hands holding you waist in place and maybe there was a little to much drool on both your faces but he wouldn't change this moment for nothing, the sound of your giggles between the kisses making him feel butterflies all over his body

Unknown to the both of you, atsumu woke up to grab a glass of water, turning around the moment he saw you sharing some kinda things with his brother

“what a beautiful sight”

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[streetlight11]

Reunited Again

Summary: He was your neighbour, your best friend, he was your happiness ever since preschool. One day, he suddenly became distant and cold towards you for unknown reasons. Both of you slowly drifted apart. Years passed and you haven't seen him ever since you left your hometown to go to college. Who knew you'd see him again through your close friends from college 4 years after you moved. Would he remember you?

Theme: college au, childhood best friends to lovers

Genre: fluff

Warning: some curse words, that's it

WC: 3.9k

Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x Fem!Reader

a/n: Hello again! Here's a Wooyoung fic for you. Take care everyone :)

12 years ago was when his parents divorced after a horrible fight. His father took him in custody as he was only 10 years old at the time. After the divorce, his father turned into an alcoholic, a drug addict and was abusing him after dusk. He became his dad’s punching bag, this only made the boy even more stubborn and rebellious.

This also led him to the introduction of tattoos, gang fights, smoking, drinking, but never drugs. That was probably the one thing he despised and would never even go near one. That was the thing that drove him to insanity living in the house.

His dad was a drug addict and because of those drugs, he couldn’t grow up with the love of his own dad.

However, despite being in that state, only a few of them still stuck around him. And these guys were not even those who teaches him all the bad stuff while growing up. Instead, these guys were the friends he met since high school and college. Sure he didn’t have a bright past, sure he’s done things that were probably illegal and had a few police cases before, but these guys never looked down on him.

They encouraged him to work hard and chase after his dreams, and not to walk down the same path his dad did. And for that, he was thankful to have met them.

It has been 4 years since you last saw him. He was your neighbour and probably one of your best friends growing up. He lived just across the road from you. You still remembered when you first met him at preschool. Where he accidentally spilled his milk and so you went up to him and gave him yours.

From that day on, you two became like two peas in a pod. You loved him as a friend. You cared for him. You could never bear to see him cry over a stolen toy. You were always there for him. So when he suddenly turned cold and distant to you one day, you just couldn't accept it.

You wanted answers.

And not long after, you found out that his parents had divorced. His father became abusive and a drug addict so that’s why he kept his distance from you.

Because of that, you never blamed him for acting how he did back then. But that doesn’t mean you don’t miss the old him. Even now that it has been 4 years since you left your hometown to live in Seoul to go to college, you still prayed that some day, you’d bump into him again and everything would go back to the way it was.

It was a bright Saturday afternoon and you had promised your two best friends that you would meet them for brunch and just hang out with them. You decided to wear a white low cut cropped thin strap top, a black floral skater skirt and a beige knit cardigan. To finish the outfit off, you paired it with your black combat boots.

You met up with Seonghwa and Yeosang at the mall for brunch where they took you to an italian restaurant. After eating, Yeosang told you that he and Seonghwa wanted to introduce you to their close friends and that it was time for you to meet them.

“Are you sure about this? What if they don’t like me?” You asked, a little too self-conscious.

“They’ll love you! Besides, if anything, I’ll just threaten them to leave you alone.” Yeosang said with a shrug. You couldn’t help but scoff at his sarcasm. A few hours later, Seonghwa drove you to a well known street in Hongdae.

You sat in the front passenger seat as your eyes travelled all over the place.

Once Seonghwa was done parking the car, the three of you got out of the vehicle as he locked it. Yeosang immediately placed a hand on your back to guide you towards a tattoo parlour shop located just across the road from where you were. The bell chime caught everyone’s attention in the shop as the two boys standing behind the counter whipped their heads towards the door.

Their smiles immediately got wider when they saw Seonghwa and Yeosang. “Oh hey guys! You’re here!” The cute, smaller one said, only for the tall, handsome one to speak up.

“It’s about time you guys came. You’re late for your piercing appointment with me.” Yeosang laughed knowing the boy was directing his conversation to him.

“I know, I know. But the main reason we came here was to let you meet our friend we’ve been telling you guys about.” Yeosang said as he turned back to you, who was hiding behind Seonghwa.

Yeosang chuckled at your shy being, only to slide his hand around your waist and tugged you forwards gently. “Hyung, Yunho, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is Hongjoong and Yunho.” Your eyes flickered to the two boys who smiled at you and waved.

“Hello! It’s nice to finally meet you.” Hongjoong said as he held his hand out for you to take. You gently shook it in return, causing the man to giggle.

“Is she always this shy?” Hongjoong asked his two friends, only for Seonghwa to speak up.

“She’s only shy around boys she finds cute. So I guess you’re one of them.” This made you slap his stomach with the back of your hand, making the poor boy groan. You glared at him, only for Yeosang to laugh out loud before prompting you a high five.

“The rest will be out a minute. You can have a look around if you don’t plan on getting any piercings or tattoos.” Yunho said with a smile before turning to Yeosang and his smile completely disappeared before it turned into a snarl.

“Now get your ass back there. You’re late for your appointment.” Yeosang could only smile cheekily before he followed Yunho round the back.

You began to walk around the parlour, admiring the tattoo designs on the wall while Seonghwa and Hongjoong were just chatting by the counter. You were too engrossed in the tattoo designs that you completely missed the way two males just left one of the back rooms. One was a client and one was a piercing artist by the name of San who was also their friend.

You also missed the way Seonghwa pointed to you as he told San about why he and Yeosang came here today, earning a small cheeky smirk from the younger boy. You were just staring at the beautiful mermaid design when someone’s hand on your back made you jump.

It was just Seonghwa.

“Y/N, come meet another friend of ours. This is San. He’s in-charge of the piercings.” The said boy extended his hand out to you, making you shake it politely before saying hello. He too was pretty cute. Unlike Hongjoong who had two full tattoo sleeves, San was pretty clean on the skin except one or two small tattoos on his neck and inner bicep.

However, his piercings were prominent. He had a number of them on each ear, along with an eyebrow piercing on the right side and a tongue piercing.

You thought Seonghwa and Yeosang were cute. You clearly haven't seen their friends.

Right after you had just let go of San’s hand, a voice coming closer and closer to the main area made you turn your head towards the back rooms. Only to see a buff man maybe in his late 20s leave the back room. However, the person who left after him was the reason why your heart almost leaped out of your chest.

You couldn’t help but stare at him as you felt yourself stumble back a step. Crashing into Seonghwa slightly.

You watched as he went round the back of the counter to toss the tray of equipment into the sink before turning to Hongjoong and telling him the amount to charge the man.

After the man had taken the change and left, that’s when San spoke up brightly. His energy was definitely not at your level.

“Oh yah! Seonghwa hyung and Yeosang finally brought their friend over to meet us!” The individual turned off the tap and grabbed a clean cloth from the counter, only to turn around. That’s when his eyes got locked on yours. He paused his movements for a split second before returning his gesture.

But the disappointment on your face didn’t go unnoticed by him when all he did was nod his head towards you and simply turned back to go to the back room.

“Sorry about him. He can be a little rough with new people. His name is Wooyoung by the way.” San said. You clearly recognized him. His name felt all too familiar on your tongue.

Why did he react that way? Did he really not recognize you? Is he the Wooyoung from your childhood?

All these questions began to flood your train of thoughts as Yeosang and Yunho came back out laughing at something the other said. Just then, Seonghwa gently snakes his arm around your waist only to whisper in your ear.

“Y/N? Are you okay?”

You blinked away from the back room that Wooyoung just entered only to nod. But you knew Seonghwa well enough to know that he didn’t buy your bullshit, yet he decided not to question any further.

A few minutes later, two more boys came in only for you to find out that they were also friends with the boys and their names were Mingi and Jongho.

The 9 of you ended up hanging out at the parlour, while you managed to warm up to San, Hongjoong and Yunho almost immediately thanks to their outgoing characters. You were seated on the couch’s armrest with your legs crossed over the other politely to cover your private area when Yeosang asked if they wanted to go grab dinner after the shop closes in an hour's time.

They all agreed to it, only for a new customer to enter. San immediately got up to attend to them who wanted piercings.

You noticed his absence in the circle when you glanced over to the back room. The boys’ voices were completely muffled in your ears as you couldn’t tear your focus off the male standing in the back room alone, looking busy.

He was wearing a plain black muscle tank. His biceps in perfect display, his right arm sleeve decorated with the most prettiest tattoo designs, his ear piercings, the left eyebrow slit and a piercing. He was hot.

You didn’t know how long you were staring, until he turned his head and caught you. With that, you quickly turned your head away in hopes that he wouldn’t think you’re a creep.

After they closed up the shop, the 9 of you dispersed to your respective vehicles to meet up at the dinner spot. You watched him carefully as Wooyoung approached the sports bike that was parked a few cars down from Seonghwa’s car. You cursed at yourself internally for out rightly checking him out when in reality, you might just be a stranger to him.

Nevertheless, you went for dinner and you bonded with the rest of them pretty quickly. Minus Wooyoung of course. That night, Seonghwa added you to their group chat and immediately, they welcomed you warmly.

Days became months ever since the rest of them first met you. The boys have been including you to most of their hangouts even if it just consists of them chilling at the parlour. However, not much has changed between you and Wooyoung. You knew you couldn’t force him to remember you so you avoided that. And he knew he couldn’t just outrightly tell you the truth cause it's been years since he last properly talked to you.

So he feels slightly embarrassed to actually talk to you and get close to you again. Today was no different as you all hung out at the mall for the day. You wore a blue floral off shoulder dress that stops at your mid thighs. You paired your outfit with a white converse, and your hair left in a straight wavy look.

Seonghwa picked you up as usual, only to compliment you on your look.

You arrived at the mall a few minutes before some of them, with Yeosang, Hongjoong and San already there. You were just leaning against the wall in between Yeosang and San, only to rest your head on Yeosang’s arm.

You were just talking to Hongjoong when you heard Yeosang call out to some familiar names. You lifted your head off his arm, only to see the remaining four boys walking up to you.

That’s when you took notice of Wooyoung’s outfit. He wore a white shirt with a black leather jacket, a white denim skinny jeans and a pair of Nikes. Damn he looked good. You looked away before he felt uncomfortable, only to bury yourself against Yeosang’s side.

You ignored his teasing, saying you were just tired when he knew that wasn’t the truth. They walked around the mall for a bit when they stood on the escalator one after another.

You were standing a few steps above Wooyoung, just talking to Jongho when he noticed a group of young boys peeking under your dress’ skirt from three steps below. But both Jongho and you didn’t notice this. He climbed up the steps, walking past the boys only to quickly come up behind you and used his body to shield your dignity from them.

But what made you jump was when you felt someone snake an arm around your waist from behind. You whipped your head around, ready to curse but your eyes melted when you saw him.

“Relax. The boys behind me were peeking under your skirt so I blocked them for you.” Wooyoung said softly, making you glance past his shoulder to see a group of young boys looking fairly annoyed at Wooyoung.

With that being said, you looked back at Wooyoung only to smile softly and said, “Thank you.”

Wooyoung could feel his heart skip a beat as they arrived on the top floor. What you thought he would let go of your waist, you were proven wrong. Wooyoung kept his arm around your waist, keeping it there naturally and it surprised you.

What you did realize is the way he kept looking back so you decided to do the same. You saw the same boys trailing behind you and this made you slightly uncomfortable.

You looked at Wooyoung who was already staring at you. Just then, you noticed the inner corner of his lips curving up into a smile.

You mimicked his expression as he playfully bopped your nose with his own, making you giggle.

Neither of you realized where you were going until the rest of them stopped in front of a restaurant. That’s when Wooyoung finally pulled away from you and you immediately missed his touch. Since that day, you couldn’t forget the way he hugged your waist, protecting you from potential harassment.

That was enough to make your heart melt even more for him. All you needed to know now is if he really doesn’t remember you or if he’s just been pretending this whole time.

It has been a month since that incident at the mall. Although Jongho was the only one who saw the small interaction between you and Wooyoung, he wasn’t one to rat people out. With that being said, nobody else except Jongho actually saw Wooyoung holding you by your waist that day.

It was currently a Saturday late afternoon and the boys invited you to hangout at Chan’s shared apartment with San and Wooyoung.

Since you were from your girls day out with Jennie, Lisa and Yeri, you were wearing a white skater skirt with a baby blue bralette that acts as a crop top for you. Your outfit was definitely more on the explicit side but it was just the boys right? They wouldn’t mind? Would they?

You arrived at their doorstep, only to be greeted by San who immediately gave you a one over, “Woah…” San said under his breath, making you realise that maybe this outfit was a bit too much.

“My outfit’s too provocative isn’t it?” You asked, making the boy panic. “What?! No! No! You look pretty, Y/N. Even hot to be honest. It’s just… like you said, a little provocative but I love it! I think you look great.” San said as he hugged you and soon dragged you in.

Suddenly, you were too shy to enter the house filled with boys and he noticed this. San chuckled as he rested a hand on your back to guide you until you were met with those in the living room. Similarly to San, everyone’s eyes were now on you, more specifically your outfit. “Woah. Since when do you own these clothes?” Seonghwa asked, making her sigh.

“I only wear these kinds of things when I’m out with my girlfriends. And I was with them, I just got lazy to head home and change. But seeing how all of you reacted, I wouldn’t mind doing it.”

Right after you ended your speech, a series of rejections came your way and it honestly baffled you.

“I just asked you about your ownership of these clothes, I never said you looked ugly in them.” Seonghwa said with a teasing smirk on his face. You scoffed as you stole a cushion from behind Mingi only to toss it in Seonghwa’s face.

However, the conversation got cut off when the halted footsteps down the hallway caught everyone’s attention.

There Wooyoung stood, in his grey sweatpants and a plain black muscle tank. His ash grey hair cutely tousled on his head as he scanned your outfit from head to toe, suddenly feeling his throat get dry and his face get hot. Since when did his childhood neighbour get this hot?

The room fell silent until Wooyoung spoke up first to get you attention.

“You look… nice.”

His simple comment made your heart melt as you thanked him shyly before putting your purse down beside Yunho on the couch and soon excused yourself to go to the bathroom. Once you were inside, you locked the door and soon stared at yourself in the mirror. You totally don’t blame them for staring but why did you feel extra warm when Wooyoung stared at you?

Fuck, this is torture.

Meanwhile in the living room, the minute you were gone, Yeosang was the first one to whisper out loud. “In the past 4 years I’ve known her, I have never once seen her in anything like that. What is she so hot for?”

“She looked really pretty just now. But I feel bad that she looked slightly uncomfortable.” Mingi said, making Wooyoung glance at the hallway.

A few minutes later, you finally left the bathroom ready to join the others when a familiar voice called for you from down the hall. You turned around to see Wooyoung poking his head out his bedroom door. He gestured for you to come over and so you did. Once you were in front of his bedroom, he carefully pulled you in before closing the door behind him.

“Wooyoung? What are we doing here?” You asked as he walked over to his dresser, only to pull out an oversized sweater before coming back to you.

“Here, wear this. Even though the rest of us really liked your outfit and we think you look really pretty in it, we do notice you being uncomfortable wearing that around us.” The room fell quiet as you stared at the sweater in his hand before looking back up at him.

“Wooyoung-” He cut you off by gently placing the sweater in your hands, making you smile.

“Thank you.”

He smiled softly at you as he watched you put the sweater over your head. It definitely was a bit too big on you but you loved it. Especially since it had a strong scent of him. After you were done, you spoke up saying, “Let’s go.” However, before you could reach for the door handle, Wooyoung stops you by sliding an arm around your waist.

Your breath hitched in your throat as you turned around to face him. You thought he would say something but what happened next made your heart skip a beat.

Wooyoung simply pressed his lips on your softly, his eyes fluttered shut as he moved his lips against yours. You were quick to do the same, hands finding their way up his chest and around his neck. You felt him hug you, deepening the kiss when you opened your mouth for him. Wooyoung pulled away for a brief second only to kiss you again. It was a kiss that he had been longing for, and he was finally getting it.

He soon pulled away, heavy breaths mingled together as you pressed your foreheads against one another. The room fell silent, your fingertips tracing down his neck before you spoke up.

“You remember who I am, don’t you?”

“I do.”

“Then why… why did you act like you didn’t know me?” Wooyoung let out a soft sigh before he spoke up.

“I’m really sorry. I just thought you would have forgotten me since I treated you awfully since my dad became an addict… I’m so sorry Y/N.” Wooyoung whispered against your lips, making you cup his face.

“Shh, it’s okay… I forgive you.” You said as you kissed the tip of his nose, only for him to hug you. He buried his face in your neck, feeling him plant soft kisses onto your skin. You both stayed like that for a while, just embracing each other after all these years. You were the first to pull away, only to kiss him again.

“Promise me you’ll never leave me again.”

“I promise.”

You smiled as he pecked your lips and soon, both of you came back out to join the others. They asked you where you were, only for you to say you had a quick catch up session with Wooyoung. That stirred some confusion from them but they didn’t question any further. They also didn’t comment on the sweater that was now covering your body.

A few hours later, you were all playing a game of truth or dare as you sat in between Mingi and Wooyoung. The bottle stopped at you, making you choose dare over truth. “I dare you to kiss someone in this room right now.” You found yourself smirking as you shrugged your shoulders confidently.

“Easy.”

Without further ado, you didn’t even need to think as you turned to your left and kissed Wooyoung with a smile gracing over your lips. The gasps didn’t go unheard by you and Wooyoung but you couldn’t help but focus on your childhood neighbour.

Wooyoung reaches up to hold your face gently as the other hand snakes around your waist to pull you closer. After you pulled away with a soft giggle, Yeosang couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity, “Since when are you two close?”

“Actually, he was my childhood neighbour.” That’s when Hongjoong spoke up loudly in shock.

“She’s the one you’ve been telling me about?! I told you she would cross paths with you again and things would get better!” You turned to Wooyoung, only to see his ears turn red.

You found out that he had told Hongjoong everything about you and his friendship with you except for your name. You couldn’t help but laugh as Wooyoung hugged your side before kissing your cheek. This was such an endearing side of him, something you would never expect coming from a scary looking boy with two full sleeve tattoos.

Nevertheless, you were happy things got resolved between you and him.

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[kakiwrites]

the firework spell

Genre: fluff

A prince Justin x reader

Synopsis: you asked the renowned wizard, howl if he could help you with the annual botany spell. He comes into the castle, Sophie in tow, wanting to catch up with the former scarecrow. What happens if a jealous and sulking howl notice the way you look at the prince and devises a plan that could benefit the both of you?

 a/n: hey guys! I've been thinking about this the whole morning and I'm so excited to start working on it. I am very sad that prince Justin isn't getting the recognition he deserves. He just… deserves the world- requests are open so please don't be shy to leave a request! I really don't bite. Let's get started!

 "master howl, so great to see you again."

 "Please, we're old acquaintances. Call me howl."

 You smiled at him, before going back to the table you set up in a small opening in the botanical garden of the castle. You had everything you needed, the spellbook, cauldrons, and ingredients all for the yearly botanical spell that helps the kingdom grow their crops.

 You laid them out in front of you just as howl approached the table and leaned over to look at the certain materials you had set up for use. Howl picked up a small bundle of roses and brought it to his nose, sniffing the scent. He smiled before putting it down.

 "madam Suliman is finally letting you do this spell alone? That's nice of her." howl said in a joking tone. You giggled pouring in a muted green liquid into your cauldron. You looked up to see him pouting at something behind you. You followed his gaze to see Sophie and prince Justin chatting and laughing. The prince's eyes glistened in happiness.

 It made your heart clench.

  Don't let it show.

 Nobody has to know.

 Nobody has to know that you've fallen in love.

 Fallen in love with the very prince who seemed to be more fond of Sophie.

 You bit your bottom lip, turning back around to continue on the spell. Howl glanced at you before finally turning back around and examining the ginger before throwing it into the concoction.

 "Sophie insisted on coming with me. She almost hit me with her broom, which is much scarier than it sounds." he laughed, turning towards you, only to see you trying to keep your frustration and pain off of your face. You forced a giggle before opening a bottle to take in the fragrance before pouring it into the cauldron. "I don't get why she's so adamant in seeing the prince. She has me after all." he sulked, pouting once more, skimming through the spellbook opened on the specific spell to see if you were doing it correctly.

 "Maybe she's just tired of dealing with your attitude." you tried to joke, looking beside you to see howl staring at you. It was like he was trying to see through your façade, trying to see what was truly on your mind You felt yourself getting smaller under his gaze. You turned away, pretending to be fixated on a passage in the book.

 "you're in love with him."

 "w-wha-"

 "you're in love with the prince." howl said a matter-of-factly. He was just trying to grasp at it himself. You looked at him, shocked that he uncovered It so quickly. Was it that obvious?

 You stayed silent, keeping your eyes on the text on the page. "I don't know what you're talking about." you tried to play off, sprinkling some different flower petals in the cauldron.

 Howl groaned, pulling you away from the table and making you look at him, his hands gripping your forearms. He bent down to meet your eyes, letting you see how his sparkled in excitement. "don't you lie to me~ you can't hide it (y/n), you're in love with the prince!" he said, his voice rising in volume. You covered his mouth, hoping Sophie and the prince didn't hear him.

 "ssshhh! You don't have to yell it out." you said before pulling away. "what's it to you? You don't have to rub it in my face that Sophie chose you and I settled for just watching him from afar." you muttered, going back to the spellbook, trying to distract yourself by reading through the steps once.

 Howl frowned at that. As much as he wanted to console you, he didn't know what it felt like. Sophie fell into his arms and he didn't have to experience waiting for her or just watching her from a distance. He stared at the desk, deep In thought. What could he do to help you? After a few moments, he perked up, taking the bulky book you were reading from off the table. You grumbled at him, seeing him flip a couple of pages before landing on something that made him smile from ear to ear. He dropped the book back down, letting you skim through the spell.

 "a firework spell…? What are you trying to say?"

 "well, when the prince opens the bottle, outcomes little sparks of life. The ingredients are interchangeable so we can make it whatever color you wish. We can also slip in your confession letter so it'll pop out at the end-" howl explained excitedly, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

 You placed a finger over his mouth, silencing him. Now that you think about it, that could work. Prince Justin might see what you truly feel. You blushed at the thought.  You pulled away from the wizard before rubbing the bridge of your nose. "no. I don't have the courage to do that."

 "oh come on (y/n)~ you'll know what prince Justin truly feels about you and I'll get praised by my Sophie." he pleaded, trying to look into your eyes and persuade you.

 You contemplated. What If he felt the same? Oh, that would be a dream. But that might be just it, a dream. Is it a risk you're to take? Your heart might feel a bit lighter if you let your feelings be known. You sighed defeatedly before looking up at the raven-haired man.

 "fine-"

 "yes!"

 "you'll have to take me in if he rejects me. It was your idea in the first place."

 Howl nodded his head happily, pushing away the old ingredients and sorting out the newer ones. You looked over him, seeing him read through and check the list. He looked back at you with a cheeky grin before pushing you to the other table. "I'll do the first half of the spell, you write out a confession letter to put inside it," he said, handing you some blank parchment and quill.

 You looked over at the prince's figure disappearing and reappearing between the leaves before taking a deep breath, dipping your quill in ink, and letting your heart do the writing.

  You folded your letter and shoved it in the bottle howl placed on the table. He was pouring in the last of the dyes while muttering the spell under his breath. He twists the cap back on and gave it a little shake. It was done. You take it from the table and admired it. The liquid inside was swirling with yellows, pinks, and greens, and your note floating among it all. You looked up at howl and smiled at him thankfully. He smirked back.

 "you can give that to him once we finish the botanical spell. We have a couple of things left to do," he said, pulling the cauldron towards you. He started handing you the final ingredients while you muttered the spell. he could Your mood turned changed drastically. You seemed more happy, nervous, and giddy all at once. He took that as a good sign. He felt proud of himself. The spell began to take effect after you added the final ingredient. Flowers started to bloom around you and plants started to perk up.  You heard Sophie and the prince gasp at the wonderful sight.

 You looked over at howl, shifting your weight from foot to foot, trying to keep your composure in. "are you sure I could do this howl? What if this backfires? What if something happens?" you rambled nervously.

 Howl chuckled before pulling you into a side hug. "there's nothing to worry about. Nothing will happen either if you give in to that pessimistic attitude of yours." he said, smiling at you, making you feel at ease.

 "howl! We better get going before Markl and heen destroy the house!" Sophie yelled out. Howl smirked, taking the firework bottle and shoving it into your chest before walking off and catching up to his beloved.

 "Why are you smiling like that, howl?"

 "I just did something that'll make you feel happy and want to cuddle me when we get back home."

"and what is that?"

 "I'll tell you on the way~" he teased Sophie. He looked back and waved goodbye one last time before taking Sophie by the waist and hoisting her up into the sky.

 The prince turned around to meet you. You stumbled towards him, pink dusting your cheeks. "are you okay miss (l/n)" he asked, getting ready to catch you just in case you fall. You just gave him a small smile before handing him the liquid-filled bottle. Justin stared at the colors inside it in awe. "is this for me?" he asked, giving it a little shake and watching the colors swirl around.

 You nodded your head, looking everywhere but at him. "I recommend you open the bottle in your quarters. You wouldn't be able to see the surprise under all this sunlight," you explained before bowing and running off without another word. You just couldn't handle his soft gaze on you. You just felt unworthy.

 But the prince felt otherwise.

  Julian followed your disappearing figure into the hallway, his words stuck in his throat. He wanted you to stay and keep talking to him. He always loved your voice when you explained how a certain spell worked or your laugh when he cracks a joke. Did he do something wrong for you to run away from him like that? He frowned, pressing the bottle into his chest before walking through the hallway and into his room.

 He made sure the door was closed before he placed the bottle on his desk and popping the cap open. At that moment, small sparks of pink, yellow and green fire exploded all around him, lighting up his quarters. He watched in amazement, seeing all of this life, all of this color, come out of such a small bottle.

 The letter popped out last, fluttering toward Justin. He caught it mid-air, turning it in his palm. The writing looked like exactly yours. He unfolded it and let eyes read through the heartfelt words slowly.

 Prince Justin,

 I know it's common for you to get love letters like this so I highly doubt you would even acknowledge mine so I'll just keep this short for you:

  I love you.

 When you disappeared, I did everything in my power to try and get you back. I was so scared because not only was the kingdom going to lose a brilliant prince but also because that would mean that I would lose you. When you came back, I felt so relieved. I didn't have the heart to tell you my true feelings then so stayed back and admired you at a distance instead. Even though you don't accept my feelings, I wish that you would find someone who you would love as much as you loved Sophie.

 I promise to stand by your side either way.

 Love,

 (y/n)

 His eyes lit up. So all of this time, he thought he did something to make you upset but now he knew that it was the exact opposite. You loved him.

 And he loved you too.

 He placed the note in his coat pocket before running out of the room, past the maids and servants. He reached your door and knocked. he kept knocking until you answered, your eye peeping in a small crack before opening it fully for him.

 "prince Justin-"

 "I read it. I read your note."

 Oh no. he read it. Was he going to reject you now? Well, you wouldn't complain and fight it anymore. That's what he felt, there was nothing else you could do but respond. "look, It's alright if you don't return my feelings-"

 "I came here as fast as I could. I wanted to tell you right this second that I love you (y/n). You wrote about how you hoped that I would find someone I loved as much as Sophie. That person is you. I love you as much, if not more than Sophie."

 Did he just-

 "prince-"

 "Please, call me Justin, I called you (y/n). It's only fair." Justin stopped for a moment to trying to keep his composure. He couldn't stop smiling. He continued, "not only did you make colorful displays of light come out of a bottle, but you also made my heart explode of realization and love." he said, taking your hand and caressing it. "can I… kiss you?"

 You blushed. The prince reciprocated your feelings and now he wants a kiss. You shakily nodding your head, hoping this wasn't just a dream.

 Because if it was, you weren't sure if you wanted to wake up.

 Justin's hands moved to your waist, yours moved to rest on his shoulders. He pulled you toward him with care, closing the gap between the two of you. His soft lips moved against yours, you swore you could see stars. After a while, he pulled away for air. His eyes swimming with love bore into yours.

 At that moment, you felt your love-filled heart combust.

 And that is all! Oh my god, I did not expect this to be this long but I love it! I love how cheeky howl was here hehe. Hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did~ requests are open so please don't be shy to leave anything in my ask box~ love you guys ❤️💕💖

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[sasarahsunshine]

Vampire Omega Reid gets pregnant by another Vampire {it was a drunken one night stand} and his pack are very protective of him. He has a big belly during his bat form and Hotch let's him sleep in his mug since he couldn't fit in a cup due to his big belly.

I am seeing a common theme with some of my asks recently, and that's that we all love the idea of a pregnant Spencer <3

Didn't mean for this to turn into a whole freaking blurb but here we go! Standard 18+ just in case. Hotchreid cause I can. TW: Mpreg, depression, anxiety, A/B/O adjacent Vampire stuff. Enjoy!

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Spencer Reid should know better. Spencer Reid- Doctor Spencer Reid- is smart enough (a literal genius) to know better. Condoms break. One-night stands end without numbers exchanged or real names learned. He should have known better.

He didn't mean for this. He didn't want this.

He doesn't even know who the father is. No name, no number, nothing but blurry barely-there memories of a handsome Alpha who charmed him into his bed. Fuck.

He debates on getting rid of it: the fetus, the bundle of cells that don't even have a heartbeat yet. But when he's sitting on the dingy motel room bed, the hard mattress under his crossed legs as he stares at the positive pregnancy test he's been carrying in his bag for the past week, he realizes he can't do that. Not because he's scared (he's not scared, he's a freaking FBI agent! He's not scared, no sir), but because... well maybe he's a little scared.

And these feelings of indecision, of fear, shame, embarrassment, depression- they keep cropping up as the weeks pass by. He cries himself to sleep most nights, clutching his pillow to his chest, hiding his face in the blankets, and wondering how did this happen?

It's when he's about three months along (12 weeks, his mind supplies) that someone else seems to finally notice. Not that he wasn't acting totally weird and out-of-the-ordinary for himself anyways, getting cornered by everyone at least once as they drilled him.

"What's wrong, Spence?"

"Hey, Pretty Boy, what's on your mind?"

"Reid, if there's anything going on you know you can tell me."

"Hey kiddo, we're all a little worried about you."

"My baby genius, you're not doing the talking thing. What's wrong?"

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

He managed to avoid them until now, though he wasn't sure why he was avoiding them. It wasn't like he could keep his pregnancy a secret forever. Because, logically, they would have noticed the serious drop in caffeine intake, the increased hunger, nausea, and finally, the eventual weight gain. It didn't take a genius to put two-and-two together.

It was about time when the whole team (sans Garcia) managed to corner him on the jet. He had almost nodded off, his chin resting in his hand, eyes slipping closed as the rumble of the engines lulled him to sleep, when the couch dipped and shifted beside him. He peeked open his eyes to see a very concerned-looking JJ. Right behind her were Derek and Emily, the two of them standing in such a way that blocked him in. No escape.

He swallowed the lump forming in his throat.

"Spence," JJ started, her eyes filled to the brim with sympathy and concern, shimmering in the low light of the cabin. Her hand reached out and took his, squeezing it, "Please tell us what's going on."

And the damn floodgates opened.

Stupid hormones.

Spencer's shoulders trembled, his lower lip quivering as he tried to rein in his emotions to no avail. Tears slipped from his eyes as he looked between his team members. He could hear Rossi and Hotch approaching, the two older Alphas making sure to keep enough distance as to not frighten the already spooked and emotional Omega (which Spencer was grateful for, even though the sudden urge to be held by a certain Alpha was overwhelming).

JJ leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. Her instincts were on high alert, fingers carding through his hair in a calming manner, a rumble escaping her chest to ease him. And he just sobbed, burying his face into the crook of her neck.

Honestly, the first clue should have been how he had pulled away from everyone. Omega Vampires need to feed from Alphas to get the nutrients they need (especially when pregnant), so when Spencer stopped going to Hotch and Derek for his regular feedings, they should have known.

Maybe they did.

He just didn't want them to scent the change in his hormones. The Alphas would have known right away if they got close enough.

He could feel Hotch's eyes on him from across the aisle. And he knew that there would be a lot of explaining to do.

But telling his boss, "I slept with another Alpha that I met at the bar because he looked like you, and now I'm pregnant," wasn't exactly something he looked forward to.

~

Thankfully, Spencer never had to explain himself. Nobody pushed. Everyone gave him his space to speak as much, or as little, as he needed to on the matter. Derek did offer to find the Alpha who knocked him up ("I just want to talk to him, Pretty Boy."), but Spencer just shook his head.

And as the weeks stretched on, his pregnancy becoming more and more noticeable by the day, he was finding himself feeling... odd. Still ashamed, still upset that it happened at all. But also kind of excited.

Garcia was obsessively flittering about him every chance she got. She bought way too many baby items, not that Spencer could really complain. He had no idea what he needed, so it was kind of nice to have someone dragging him around the fancy baby boutiques and getting all the high-end items he could possibly need. "Nothing but the best for the tiny genius you have in there!" She would say as she motioned to his growing stomach.

In his eighth month, it was sometimes easier to just be a bat. Especially because nothing was comfortable. Everything ached from his feet and ankles to his back and shoulders. Clothes were ridiculous. And eating was a nightmare because only one person seemed to not make him nauseous- and that person was off-limits.

So that's how he somehow found himself in Hotch's office, curled up in a mug, a tiny blanket (courtesy of Garcia) covering him as he slept for the millionth time that day. Gosh, he was always tired.

Hotch would pause his work every few minutes to check on Reid. He had noticed how the young Omega had attached himself to him, how could he not? And the Alpha wanted nothing more than to protect him, cherish him, and take care of him. He just wasn't quite sure how to bring it up. Especially when the Omega was overly emotional with everything going on.

He tapped his pen on the paper a couple of times, watching the rise and fall of the little blanket (more like a cloth) that covered the mug. Spencer had been getting sick when trying to feed from Derek, but seemed fine with Hotch's blood, he noticed. He wondered if there was a psychological reason behind that, or if it was chemical.

When the little bat stirred, sticking his head out from under the blanket with a cute yawn, Hotch smiled. He bit into the pad of his own thumb, offering it to the tiny Spencer (who looked ridiculous being this pregnant, rounder than a beach ball Emily had said).

Spencer didn't hesitate in his sleepy state, climbing out and attaching himself to Hotch's thumb, feeding from the pin-prick bite that marred the skin. He was so cute.

Hotch smiled to himself, resting his chin on his opposite fist, watching as Spencer slowly came to himself. The next few months were going to be interesting, he realized. Once Spencer had his pup, the team would be rather overbearing (not that they weren't already). And Hotch wondered then if Spencer would ever let him get close enough to help raise the baby. Because as he watched Spencer shake out of his sleepy mind, stretching a little before moving to the edge of the desk and shifting back to his human form, he realized he wanted to be with this Omega in a way that wasn't appropriate for him as his boss.

And when Reid leaned against the desk, a soft smile on his face as he murmured, "thank you," for allowing him to nap there, Hotch felt a pull at his heart.

Now wasn't a good time to bring this up, he told himself. But soon.

"You're welcome, Spencer."

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[agentsoftie]

Sleepless Nights ( S.R ) p.2

summary: Y/N and Reid aren’t the most fond of each other. So what happens when sleep, have to share a bed, and get married?

pairing: Y/N x Spencer Reid

a/n: a/n: AHH okay so here it is! It’s my first au so it’s probably not the best. But big thanks to @anepiphany! Ani baby none of this would be happening without you! Thank you for you tips and making me not go insane! Also pls tell me if I slept something wrong cuz like, your girl not the best when it comes to it. Also there will def be a loophole somewhere in my case and if you find one, just let it slide because life is filled with loopholes ❤️ also this is gonna be a two parter! ( this is the second part )

warnings: mentions of a case, angst and blood (the smallest amount), fluff really though

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“So today happened,” you say while you got into bed.

Yeah, today happened. So, I guess we're gonna do this thing huh,”

Wait, is he asking me out? you think to yourself. No dumbass of course he isn't. He's talking about the event thing. you say to yourself mentally. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“So, sleep huh.” He asked awkwardly.

“What?”

“You know, sleep. Like us, together. No, wait t-that came out wrong. I meant like we’re gonna sleep, but ike together on the same bed. But if you're not tired then we-” He got cut off by you when you grabbed his arm. Immediately he looked down at your hand and then up. He looked like he had just seen a ghost and gotten an A in a class you were failing at, at the same time.

“Breathe, just breathe. How ‘bout you take a shower huh.” You say in an airy voice while still holding onto his arm.

“Uh, okay. Yeah, a shower. That sounds good.” He said, forcing you to let go of his hand.

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It takes him 10 minutes to finish taking his shower. Tonight he comes out wearing another pair of basketball shorts and another tee. It really makes you wonder if all he goes to sleep in is a pair of shorts and a tee. Like really Reid come on. You have money, use it on some proper pj’s. Although you're one to argue wearing another pair of shorts and a loose crop top.

“You said last night that there was no hot water so it took you ten minutes, well this time there still was and it again still (italicize) took you ten minutes. Like what the fuck!”

“I'm not really one for hot water. But my statement last night still remains true, you took up the hot water.”

“ Reid, this is a hotel. They almost always have hot water running.”

“Okay well, I don’t care!”

“I thought you were supposed to be the smart one.”

“Ha, so you admit it!”

“Admit what?”

“That I’m smarter than you!”

“Well in certain areas, yes,” you said in an annoyed tone. He was smirking at your struggle for answering. “Ugh, can we just go to sleep.” You say not wanting to continue this conversation.

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You woke up to the sound of rain pouring outside. The skies were as gray as a child on a monday. You felt something on your stomach and to your surprise that feeling was a man known as Dr. Spencer freaking Reid. He was laying on you with his head right under your chin. You were holding his hand and your legs were intertwined with his again. You can't remember what happened last night to lead up to this, but what's done is done. The person you've been pining over for the last 3 years was here laying on you and looking like a fucking god.

Your phone started to ring causing him to wake up.

“Emily? Oh, okay yeah, I'll be there in 20.” She told you to go to the address that she had sent you. Saying to bring Reid with you to get your outfits for tonight. “Reid, come on we gotta go.” You say looking down at the art that was placed in front of you.

“No, I don't wanna leave. I just wanna sleep.” You had never seen this side to him before. So soft and sweet. Was the universe trying to make you fall for him? If so, then it was working.

“No come on, we have to get our outfits for tonight. We have to get ready and eat something. So come on, get up.” you say trying to get up but failing because he holds you back.

“No. sleep.” He mumbles half awake.

“Spencer, how ‘bout this. How about you sleep for a little until I take a shower and stuff. Then you can get up.”

“Okay, fine.” And with that he was out, leaving you go gaze over the literal form of perfection.

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“Y/L/N how long does it take to get changed?” Reid yelled.

“Oh will you shush!”

“Geez, no need to get so mean.”

“Iswear I will backhand you so hard if you don't shut up!” You say while walking out. And at the sight of seeing you he was speechless. Staring at you like you had something stuck in your teeth. “What?” You say looking down at your black floor length gown.

“No n-nothing. It's just-”

“Just what?”

“You look good in that dress.”

You looked down immediately after he said that fearing he would see the blush. He did. “Yeah well, you look good too.” you say while moving your hands after the redness was gone.

“I know.” He said, smirking causing you to make a sarcastic face.

“Okay, well we have to go now or Hotch will literally kill us.”

“You. He’ll kill you.” He says while walking out of the door.

“And you would just love that, wouldn't you.” You say following him out.

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“Reid, you have your gun?”Hotch askes.

“Yes.” He said.

“Wait, where should I put mine?” You ask while holding your gun.

“Oh, you see, you're not going to have one.” JJ says while taking your gun away slowly.

“Then what the hell am i going to use as self defence?”

“You're a badass, you'll figure it out.” Emily says suggestively.

“Damn straight.” You say smiling causing her and JJ to laugh. Reid was not impressed.

“Okay, these glasses have a secret video camera in them sending footage to Garcia once you turn it on. So whatever you do, don't take these off.” Hotch says while handing Reid a pair of glasses that match his suit. “And Y/L/N this is your “wedding ring.” It has a video camera in the diamond so try to keep your hand up and try to make it as visible to people as possible.” He says while handing you the ring.

“Okay you're married, so act like it!” Rossi says before you two leave.

“Yeah, you both better be so in love it makes someone sick.” Emily adds.

“Yes mom. Yes dad.” You say jokingly.

“Okay and before you go, here are your earpieces. And we’ll be near the building if anything happens.” JJ says.

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“Y/N, put your left hand on Spencer’s arm.” Garcia says through the earpiece. And you did exactly that. “Okay, now be affectionate.”

“Pen how should we do that.” You say while looking at Reid so it looked like you were talking to someone.

“I don't know? Spencer, kiss her.”

And then bam! Before you knew it, his lips were on yours. You didn't know how to react. He wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you in making the kiss even stronger. You then put your hands in his hair and pulled at it a little. And at that moment it was as if the world stopped. As if time froze and fireworks went off. And then all of a sudden he pulled away and you looked down.

“Cherry or Strawberry?” He asks as if nothing just happened.

“I uh- strawberry.”

“Pardon me, but I couldn't help but notice that beautiful ring.” Says a guy approaching you.

“Oh thank you! It's very gorgeous isn't it!”You say while looking down at the ring then bringing your hand up.

“But not as gorgeous as you honey.” Reid says while looking at you. Oh god the things he did to your heart.

“Oh, uh how rude of me not to introduce myself. Im Ryan. Ryan Carson.” He says while holding out his hand for both of you to shake.

“Im Y/N Reid and this is my husband Spencer Reid.” You say while shaking his hand after Reid, as always, refused to. Y/N Reid had a nice ring to it, although you would never change your last name. But it sure had a nice ring to it which both you and Reid noticed.

“How long?” Ryan asked.

“3 months.”I said.

“When did you know?”

“The first time she read me The Fault In Our Stars. It was 2 something in the morning and I couldn't sleep so she read it to me. And I just couldn't stop thinking that this is the girl I’m gonna marry.” Reid said. Although that of course never happened, your heart wanted to explode. Right after he said that you kissed him on the cheek. He immediately turned red, but you didn't say anything.

“Wow. That’s just, wow.” Ryan said.

“Guys I think this guy is our friend Thomas. Well not think, know. He looks exactly the same. So make sure to play into his tactics or whatever. Therapy must cost a lot for you sweet children.” Garcia says.

“You know, I’m gonna propose to my girlfriend soon. Would you two help me pick out a ring?”

“What do you think Spenny?” You ask in a joking tone. Spenny, that was one you never used. You liked it, did so did he.

“Well, I think that it’s an amazing idea baby.”

You could see the anger in his eyes. The anger you get before taking a life. You could see that all he wanted to do was end your lives right then and there. Honestly you two could go into acting if all this death gets too heavy for you.

“Great! Then follow me right this way.” He says while leading you to the elevator. The ride was fairly quick but the entire time Reid had his and around your waist pulling you close to him. Oh god the things you would do to have him.

“Here’s my room.” he says while gesturing to you two to go in first. You saw two chairs and then heard the door slam behind you. You jumped at the sound and turned around to see him standing there with a gun pointing that both of you. “You don't want your wife to die a painful death, go sit down on the chair.” And he did exactly that. “Now you too bitch.” he says while pointing the gun at you. And you did exactly what he said.

“What do you want!” You yell at him while he ties you up.

“I want your happiness to end. If I can't have it, then how can you?”

“The world doesn't revolve around you!” And then before you knew it there was blood coming from your arm and a door kicked open.

“Y/N!” Spencer yells.

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“I’m okay, really I’m fine.” You say to the paramedic wrapping your arm.

“No you’re not! You got shot!” Spencer says.

“Okay well how about I leave you two along for a bit huh.” And with that the paramedic was gone.

“Oh look, you scared the paramedic.” You say while throwing your hands in the air.

“Okay and you scared me.”

“Spencer, I got shot. It happens.”

“Yes Y/N I know but it could have hit an artery and make you bleed out. I could have lost you. Why dont see that. If you die who am I gonna mentaly torture, who am I gonna talk to my mom about, who am I gonna love? I've already lost so much, I can't lose you too. I love you.”

“You love me?”

And just like that he grabbed you and put his lips on yours. You immediately put your hands in his hair and pulled hard, he didn't care though. He pulled you closer to him, making you come back with 10 times more force than before. You pulled apart due to lack of oxygen and he put his head against yours after catching his breath.

“Does that answer your question?” He says softly.

This time you kiss him. Not as aggressive as last time though. This was a small, yet equally as meaningful kiss. “I love you too.”

“I fell in love the way you fall asleep; slowly then all at once” – John Green

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4. Is this a date or what?

Solana

This morning I woke up around nine o'clock and stayed in bed for a while. Oscar wasn't coming until 12:30 and currently it's only 10.

I got out bed with a heavy sigh, and walked to my closet looking for an outfit. I wanted to look good but not like I'm trying too hard. However, I don't want to look like I didn't try. I decided on a cropped thin strapped tank top with ripped jeans and a light flannel shirt. I looked in the mirror and paused thinking about the weather. I checked my phone and it said 85 degrees. I went to change my outfit, but took a picture first. I ended up trying on three different outfits, took pictures of them, and then sent them to the group chat before hopping in the shower.

Real Hot Girl Shit 🤪

Hot Girl Lana

Which one 😭

Read 10:15

Hot Girl Brae

The first one is really cute but so is the third one 😗

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Hot Girl Ziy

Where are you going 🤔

Sent 10:20

Hot Girl Lana

Out with Oscar 😬

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Hot Girl Brae

Hot Girl Ziy

Hot Girl Brae

Hot Girl Lana

Ok it is not that serious 🙄

Read 10:58

Hot Girl Ziy

Actually it is

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Go with fit 3 bitch

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Hot Girl Lana

Thanks 😊

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I promise to tell y'all everything later

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After punching the air a few times I got dressed and put some mousse on my braids to lay down any flyaways. I didn't do any special makeup just my eyebrows, some lashes and some lip gloss. I walked out of my room to see Jamal sitting at the table eating cereal.

"Where are you going? Did you put sunscreen on because last time you didn't you got burned and then you cried and had me rub aloe all over you and I don't want to do that again." He got up to put his bowl in the sick and crossed his arms across his chest.

"Yes Jamal, damn." I walked around him to the fridge to grab a water.

"Where are you going?" He continued watching me from the counter.

"Out." I sat on the couch and turned the tv on. Reruns of love and hip hop were on so I decided to just watched that until it was time to go.

"Where?" I sighed and threw my head back on the couch.

"What is this? And interrogation?" I tossed the remote on the coffee table in front of me. "You're not my dad! You always tryna hear something."

Jamal gave me a straight face and I couldn't help but bust out laughing. He did this to himself asking all these damn questions.

"Chill out J." I giggled to myself. "I'm a big girl, I can handle myself."

He rolled his eyes and walked down the hall to his room. I stayed on the couch watching tv for the next hour. I was hungry but decided not eat because I'm pretty sure I'll eat with Oscar.

~

12:30 came and went, Oscar still wasn't here. I waited until 1 o'clock to text him, it's only been thirty minutes but Oscar is very punctual it's sickening. I checked my phone again and seen that my message was left on read.

I twisted my face up and locked my phone. I sunk into the couch thinking that maybe he's busy right now and him leaving me on read is his way of telling me he's still coming.

Unfortunately that wasn't the case, I've sat here for another two hours. I laid down on the couch still watching tv, upset. I heard Jamal come out of his room and into the living room.

"I thought you were going out." He came and sat on my back.

"Yeah me too." I groaned out from under him. "Do you wanna go out? Like to eat or something?"

"Really?" His whole face lit up at my question.

"Yeah," I giggled at him, "why wouldn't I be serious?"

He shrugged his shoulders and got up to put his shoes on. I squint my eyes not believing him then got up myself to put my sandals on.

Before leaving I made Jamal take a picture with me for Snapchat. I captioned it with a red heart and posted it. I grabbed my keys from the key hook and left with Jamal behind me. I waited in the car while he locked the front door and pulled out when he got in the passenger seat.

"Where to brother?" I glanced at him but still kept my eyes on the road. Safety first.

"Let's go to the state fair." I stopped at a red light and looked at him surprised.

"Are you sure because last time you told mom and dad you were going to sue them for child endangerment." I laughed and pulled off to get on the freeway.

"I'm a new man now. I'm stronger," he flexed his arms to show his nonexistent muscles, "I'm taller."

"Right." I nodded at him slowly. "We'll see how much of a 'new man' you are when it's time to get on rides."

For the rest of the drive we sung most of the songs that came on Spotify together. Moments like these are my favorite because as we get older we started to drift apart doing our own thing.

About 45 minutes later we parked and hopped out to get to the ticket booth. It was almost 4 o'clock and the park didn't close until 8 so we had some time. For Christmas last year we were gifted membership passes so we didn't have to pay as much and I'm so thankful for our rich family members.

Looking around the park we tried to decide what we wanted to do first. I haven't eaten yet and I was super hungry, like hungry hungry. I looked around for the food truck that I wanted. They served these really, really good buffalo chicken calzones and then I would just get a bucket of fries from another truck and fried Oreos from another. Be honest, who comes to fairs to ride rides because I don't, I come to eat.

Jamal and I sat at one of the free tables and he watched me eat with a disgusted face.

"You know none of that is good for you and with the pace you're eating at, you're bound to choke." He stopped talking abruptly. "I'm not CPR certified." He whispered to himself.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Oh come on J, chill out. It's like I have to constantly tell you this. Enjoy and indulge in this while you can because once we go back to school it's back to eating prison food."

"I'm pretty sure school food is better than prison food." I huffed and stopped eating.

"That's not the point." I wiped my mouth with the napkins I grabbed. "My point is, enjoy yourself. You're too uptight to be only 14, that's not good. It gives you grey hair early."

"Fine." He sighed and went to reach for my food but I moved it out of his reach.

"What are you doing? All of these vendors and food trucks, and you want my food?" I looked at him like he had two heads. "Go get your own, loser."

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We've been at the fair for almost four hours and we've ate and played more games than we can count. So far we've won a huge unicorn, big enough for me to sit on, a huge pillow pet and just a bunch of small and medium sized stuffed animals. Since we weren't ready to go yet, I put all of the prizes in a storage locker until we left.

"You ready to go yet?" I looked at Jamal and he looked like he was ready to pass out, truth be told me too. We've been walking around for hours, bumping into people and vice versa, quite frankly I'm tired of it.

"Yeah, you?" He looked back at me and I nodded back at him.

"Let's get a funnel cake before we go?" We both stood up and walked to find the booth that sold funnel cakes. Eventually we found it and stood in line waiting for the few people in front of us.

From the corner of my eye I could see Jamal fidgeting like he wanted to say something. I could feel him glancing at me but not saying anything so I thought I should say something first.

"What is it J?" I turned to him a little, it was enough to let him know he had my full attention.

"What — I don't — what?" He stuttered out.

I pursed my lips and rocked on the heels of my feet waiting for him to tell me. "I don't believe you. So just tell me or rather, I don't know, ask me like a normal person."

He took a minute and finally asked me. "Who were you going out with today?"

I stared at him in disbelief, "that's what you wanted to ask me?" I snorted out a laugh. "I thought you were gonna ask for money 'cause you're in trouble or something. Jeez, J."

He huffed and moved up ordering the funnel cakes for us. I had a feeling he already knew the answer so I didn't bother answering it.

"Are you gonna answer me?" He handed me my cake and we started walking to the front of the fair to grab our things and leave.

"No." I led some guys willing to carry all of the prizes to my car. "I'm pretty sure you already know the answer so...you tell me." I put one hand on my hip while the other held the rest of my cake.

Once the guys were done I tipped them and got in the car. We had a long drive back home because of traffic and it's dark out and people don't know how to fucking drive.

"How did that even happen? Why him of all people?"

To be honest I don't even know myself. Yeah I had a crush on him and yeah he's attractive, very attractive whew. But, the lifestyle he lives is very dangerous, he's older than me, which isn't really a problem I'm eighteen, and he's not really someone my dad would want me to bring home.

"I don't know." I pulled onto the freeway. "It's a long story I guess."

"We got time."

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We finally arrived home after I spilled my guts about my feelings for Oscar. Surprisingly Jamal didn't say anything about how I felt, because we all know he always has something smart to say.

"I know you're older and you're supposed to look out for me but, you're my only sibling," he took my hand in his, "and I just want you to be safe."

I nodded and squeezed his hand. "Of course. Always."

He nodded back at me and got out the car making his way into the house. My parents were home, I could see their bedroom light on.

I sat in the car for a little while longer not ready to get out yet. My phone went off in the cup holder telling me I had a text message. I looked at it and seen a picture from Braelyn. In the picture it was Oscar, who looked way too high to function, and a girl sitting on his lap. The picture was screenshot from Instagram and it was captioned "Mine 🤪".

I couldn't help but laugh, out of both humor and stupidity. I text back the group chat, "Lmfaooooooo. Bet.", and got out of the car and went inside. I'd get the stuffed animals tomorrow or something, right now I just want to go lay down.

"Hey babygirl." My dad hugged me as I walked in the house. "Jamal told me y'all went to fair. That was nice of you."

"Yeah I thought we should hang before school starts." I kicked my sandals off at the door and grabbed a water from the kitchen. "I'm gonna go to bed, I'm tired.

"Ok, I love you." I repeated it back and went to my room. Today has been a long day.

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I changed my clothes and then got in bed. I put on Netflix for background noise and check my socials. There wasn't anything special but I watched Jamal's snap and noticed he posted a few pictures of us from the fair.

One picture stood out the most though. It was a picture of me playing the basketball game, I was mid shot with a big smile on my face. It was about 6:30 when it was taken because the sky was a pink-ish orange color and I looked like I was literally glowing. I screenshot it and posted it to my story and locked my phone.

I got another text and seen it was from Oscar. I rolled my eyes and opened it to leave him on read and went back to watching tv. I didn't have time for the tomfoolery, if he didn't want to hang today that's all he had to say instead he stood me up.

"Can I watch tv with you?" I looked up and seen Jamal standing at the door with a disgusted look on his face. "Mom and Dad are...busy and your room is the farthest."

I chuckled and made a space for him on the bed. He climbed in and we watched tv for the next 2 ½ hours. When Jamal got up to leave to his room I laid my head on his shoulder.

"You're my favorite brother."

"I'm you're only brother, Solana."

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[addictofsupernatural]

The Southsider (pt. 9)

Sweet Pea x reader

Chapter Summary: As y/n prepares for an important event in her life, her humor stirs up some interesting reactions from those she cares for.

Word Count: 1978

Chapter 1 • Chapter 8 • Chapter 10

Toni taught you the main moves, and you were determined to perfect them. Some of the dance had to be from your own creativity, which you figured out along the way. This had to be perfect. Not just for Sweet Pea, but for you. "Alright, I think we could take a break. And by break I mean we're going lingerie shopping."

You nervously nodded. When you got there you just felt like none of them would look good on you. You felt awkward there. If you felt uncomfortable in a crop top for one person how were you supposed to wear this stuff in front of a group of people?

"Have you found anything?" Toni asked, poking her head out of an isle row.

"No. I don't think I'll look good in any of these." You sadly looked at the items.

She walked up to you with a few outfits in hand. "Why not?"

"I don't know. Just never been a big fan of my body I guess. It was only a few years ago when I had to cover up to hide the bruises covering my body."

She put a hand on your shoulder. "But there aren't any more bruises to cover up. Your dad's gone now and your body's thriving. You should be proud of having control over it. Now c'mon, I found a few things for you to try on."

You went into the dressing room, trying on each of them and showing them to Toni. Toni reassured you that you looked good in all of them, but you both agreed that none of them were really perfect for you. "This is stupid." You called through the dressing room.

"No it's not, now come on out. This is the last one anyways."

You stepped outside. Toni looked you over, nodding her head. "I like this one. I like it a lot."

"Really?"

"Yeah. This is the one." She grabbed your hand and spun you around. "Let's see that dance." Toni joked.

You hopped around, overexageratily rubbing your arms. "I'm not used to this much air hitting my body!" You partially joked. "It's so cold in here." She laughed and pushed you back in the dressing room.

You changed back and paid for the outfit. "It's getting late. Hopefully FP and Jughead will be asleep and won't see this."

You both walked back to the trailer park. As you both stopped at Jughead's trailer, Toni then said. "Y/n?"

"Yeah?"

"Pea's gonna love it." You blushed and playfully pushed her. She laughed at the reaction and walked back to her trailer.

You opened the door slowly. The lights were off. As you closed the door the lights clicked on, and you saw the two boys sitting on the couch. "Hey guys."

"Now where have you been?" FP asked.

"With Toni, like I said."

"What's in the bag?" Jughead asked.

"Nothing important." You put the bag next to your duffle bag and laid down on the small air mattress that was set up. "Night."

"Y/n." FP said in a harsh tone. You sat up, knowing he wasn't in the mood for games. "Where were you?"

"With Toni." You urged. "You could even ask her grandfather Thomas."

"That bag doesn't look like English homework to me."

You sighed. "Look, I went over to Toni's, learned some stuff, then we made a quick shopping run. I worked for the money that I spent, if that's what this is about."

"Were you with Sweet Pea?" His asked loudly, ignoring all that you said.

You gave him a really? look. "No."

"See? I told you." Jughead said. He started to get up. "We stayed up for nothing."

"Sit boy." He pulled him back down. "What's in the bag?"

You didn't want to argue or get him mad, so you grabbed the bag. FP tried to snatch it your hands, but you pulled it back, handing it to Jughead. He looked into the bag, before yanking his hand out right away. He got it. "Dad, she was with Toni."

He ripped the bag from his son's hands. "Give it here boy."

He pulled out the lingerie and stood, throwing it to the ground when he realized what it was. "What the hell is that?!"

"Careful, it was pricey!" You exclaimed. Jughead held in a laugh.

"So this is what you're doing now?" You nodded your head, a little confused. He didn't get it. "You used to be smart and open eyed, and now this is what you're doing? Sweet Pea's got you doing this sort of crap?!"

You bursted out laughing. "You think that Swee-!" you cut yourself off laughing more. You sat next to Jughead, putting a hand on his shoulder. You calmed down a bit, pointing to FP and the lingerie. "He thought that I got that for Sweet Pea~!" You started laughing again. Jughead couldn't help but laugh a little bit as well.

"Someone wanna tell me what the hell is so funny?!" FP was getting angrier.

You calmed yourself down. "Thank you for that laugh, it felt really good." You then sat up straight. "No, I did not buy that for Sweet Pea. I bought that for the serpent dance."

He put a hand to his mouth, digesting what you said. "The Serpent dance?"

"Yup."

"So you're gonna become a serpent?"

"Just like mummy." You gave him a cheeky smile.

"Oh." He let out a big sigh. "I just figured, cause it's Sweet Pea, you know?"

"No, I really don't." You turned to Jughead. "Why does everyone see Sweet Pea as some dark, controlling person with a knife kink or something?"

"I honestly don't know." He responded. "I don't see it either."

You nodded. "You think he'd like the outfit though?"

FP cut the conversation short. "Bed, now." You and Jughead lightly laughed as you all then went to sleep.

The next morning you woke up a lot earlier than the other two. Whenever you slept in a place you weren't used to sleeping in, you always woke up very early. You decided to make the most out of the time you had, and went to your duffle bag.

Jughead woke up the best way he could. He smelled bacon. He walked into the kitchen, groggy and tired, to see you practically shining. "Morning." You smiled at him. "I made pancakes, bacon, and sour bread french toast. What would you like?"

"The works." He sat, a plate of stacked food put in front of him. You knew him too well. He dug in as FP came out of the bathroom and sat down as well, a plate being put in front of him.

He turned off the stove and plugged in a small fan to not make the whole trailer hot. "Where'd you learn to make all this?" FP asked.

"Practice at my house. When it's just you, you don't have to feel bad for screwing up someone else's meal. I got better overtime."

After breakfast you washed the dishes as Jughead combed his hair. "So, you ready for our double date?"

You made a face. "Ugh, that's today. Why was Betty so excited for it?"

"I don't know. She's been talking about getting to know Sweet Pea because one of our best friends is dating him. She said it'll be good for the Southside to stop hating the Northside so much by southsiders getting to know her."

Oh Betty. Such a sweet heart of gold.

When you got to school Kevin immediately came up to you, linking arms. "Oh my God, we have so much to talk about."

"So you heard?"

"From Veronica, who heard from Betty, who heard from Jughead. I knew that wrinkly, sack of bones aunt was evil. Okay, no offense, but her inside kind of shows on her outside."

You laughed. "None taken. I agree, when I look at her I see my mom if she was buried in pet sematary and came back."

He laughed as well. "As much as I love talking about the Wicked Witch of the West and the Good Witch of the South, I wanted to ask you something."

"Go ahead."

"As you know, I'm directing the musical for this year, which I have selected to be Carrie: the Musical."

You nodded. "And a good choice too. I think we all know who's going to be lead."

"Pretty much, but there is another role that I think will be perfect for a certain person."

"Which is?"

"I want you to play the role of Chris Hargensen!" He smiled brightly as you, anxious. You loved musicals, but you weren't much for performing in front of others. However, seeing the smile on Kevin's face caused you to give in. You would do anything for Kevin. He was your best friend.

"Sure." You smiled back.

He excitedly hugged you. "Oh my God, this is perfect. It's a good thing you said yes, because I already wrote down the cast list and was on my way to post it on the bulletin board."

"Gee thanks."

"It's fine, Veronica was going to be my backup in case you said no." Kevin took out the paper from his satchel and posted it, people shoving past the two of you to see the list. "First meeting starts tomorrow after school."

The bell rang. "Alrighty then. I'll see you later."

The day went by a little too quickly for your likely. School ended, and Betty told you to meet them at Pop's at 4. You walked out of the PE locker rooms, which happens to be your sixth period, to see Sweet Pea waiting for you. "How are you so quick?"

"I'm just that good sweetheart." He smirked.

You laughed and lightly nudged his shoulder. "No need to brag. I was close behind you." He only responded with an unsure sounding Mm. You fake pout.

"Put the pout away." He hugged you from behind as the both of you walked to his motorcycle. "I'm here." You snapped your head and looked at him with a wild smile. He didn't know whether to be confused or nervous.

"That was the most adorable thing I have every heard! I fell for a teddy bear."

He felt offended. "I'm not a teddy bear, I'm a serpent. Nobody adorable would have a neck tattoo."

You giggled. "So cute."

You made it to his bike, and he grumpily let go of you to hop on, but you grabbed his hand to stop him. He sighed and leaned on the bike. You leaned onto him, his hands unconsciously finding your waist.

"I know you're not just a cuddly teddy bear. You're tall and dark and brooding and a mystery that people can't seem to solve. You're a badass who has a neck tattoo. You're a serpent. I know all that, but I also know that you can be a softie sometimes, and there's nothing wrong with that."

He then gently said, "I'm only soft for you."

You were about to kiss before you heard laughing. You pulled back and saw Fangs standing right next to the two of you. "I'm only soft for you? Yeah, that's something any chick would want to hear." You both stared at him, Sweet Pea fuming. "Oh, right, I'm not here."

Sweet Pea then quickly got up and chased Fangs through the parking lot as you patiently waited for your boyfriend while leaning on his bike. When he came back breathing hard with ruffled hair you smiled. "You good now?"

He walked straight up to you and pulled you in for a deep kiss. You were surprised, but quickly reciprocated. When he pulled back you were gasping for breath.

"All good. Let's go to that damn double date." You were still in a daze and extremely flustered, so all you did was nod and grab onto him as the two of you sped off.

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Author's Note: Sorry that this was a little shorter than usual, and not much really happened either.

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