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honeymyheaven · 4 years

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Could I get relationship hcs for Lucifer, Mammon, and Diavolo? Both sfw and nsfw if possible! Thank you so much!!!!

my three best bois 🥺 thank you i hope these are okayyy i dont get many obey me requests but they always make my day :)

S f w

very protective

always making sure everything is okay

holds your hand like all the time because he just wants to be near you

he can't express emotions very well because he considers it a sort of weakness but with time he'll slowly become more and more open

v e r y mature

doesn't mess around very much

likes running errands together

is super excited when you offer to help him out but he plays it out veeeryy cool

"Sure you can help out if you want."

has a very obvious soft spot for you so you're the one mammon runs to when he's in trouble

isn't a fan of excessive PDA but will kiss your cheek or forehead every now and again and in rare cases he might even give you a light peck on the lips

FANCY. DINNER. DATES

because he loves showing you off and taking you out to nice places because he wants you to feel special and good and he looovesss seeing you smile and if he could he would have you smiling and laughing forever.

N // s // f // w

im gonna say it because it must be said;

is very much into bdsm

has you calling him sir

power play just makes him feel very good and if you're into it its double the fun

doesn't feel comfortable subbing so he's always the dom

very much a fan of temperature play and tying you up but even with that he's very meticulous and makes sure he's careful

loves edging you as well until you're practically begging for him until you're a mess for him and only him

kissing while he's thrusting in you is a massive turn on

aftercare is super important to him, he makes sure you were okay with everything, hot bath, lots of kissing, lots of talking and just making sure you were properly satisfied

S f w

the rowdiest of bois

also the stupidest of bois

every day is a suprise

he has some new get rich quick scheme that he needs a partner in or he's running from lucifer because said scheme failed and he needs an escape buddy

theres just always something going on

gets shy but likes holding your hand and kissing your cheek in public

sitting at home with his head in your lap is also a favourite pass time

if you buy the magazines he models in his heart will literally burst out of his chest

buys you sweets all the time and takes you to places you havent seen mainly because he just likes exploring everything

late night walks are also an almost daily occurrence and he likes strolling under the moon with you on his arm, resting at a late night cafe, kissing your cheek

opens up a lot to you and always tells you how much he cares about you even if he's a blushing flustered mess

sometimes feels inadequate because of his brothers' comments cause some of them do get to him so he needs a bit of reassurance every now and again

N // s // f // w

okay i have been going crazy with this and i might do a whole drabble but,,,,,,,,

H e a d

HE JUST ADORES GETTING IT

his cheeks get super hot, his hand moving through your hair, lightly tugging at the roots while you work him, his breathing gets ragged, he swears through his teeth because of how good he feels and just can't get enough of your mouth

very much has an oral fixation in that he just likes seeing you with things in your mouth

SUCK, HIS , FINGERS

Or kiss them and he'll get horny on the spot

ofc he always returns the favour because he also gets a kick out of watching how you squirm for him and how you call his name, feeling you tugging on his hair and praising him oh yea that's the good shit right there

as the king of hell he never really had a partner

he was much too busy with other things so he's rather....inexperienced

but gosh hes a fast learner

always super happy and ready to explore

but at the same time ofc you're gonna be staying at his huge palace mansion thing and his servants will be waiting on you hand and foot

your his partner how could he offer any less

he shows you around the whole place and tells you the stories of everything and hes so excited and happy and you find that so fucking endearing you cant help but just kiss him and he gets surprised but kisses back because god he just loves you so much

hes never really shown this side of himself to anyone mainly because no one really cared to know him that well

his favourite thing is laying by you in bed and feeling your head rest on his chest, his arm draped around you and he just slowly presses a kiss to the top of your head and just smiles and sighs out because he still can't believe you chose to be with him

N // s // f // w

A SUB A SUB A SUB A SUB A SUB

Tell him what to do

He'll be so happy and ready to do it almost immediately

loves loves loves giving you head because wow he's doing something rlly good and you're praising him and hes making you feel amazing hey this is awesome

RIDE

HIM

His hands would grip your hips, teeth pressing down into his lower lip when he feels you move on him, light swearing would pass through his lips when he exhales and he'll just be a complete and utter mess

#Sorry DIAVOLOS IS SO SHORT IDK HIM THAT WELL BUT I HOPE IT WAS ADEQUATE #mammon shall we date #obey me shall we date #shall we date obey me #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer #lucifer obey me #mammon x reader #mammon x mc #lucifer x mc #lucifer x reader #diavolo #diavolo obey me #diavolo x mc #diavolo x reader #xreader

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colorseeingchick · 3 years

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hi enya! i’d like to request the self ship date for your 200 event!! congratulations again 💞

right now i’m currently in love with murasakibara 🥴 i really like him because well he’s just so cool even though he’s “lazy” and the fact that he snacks a lot is cute and also relatable because i feel like i’m always snacking as well. plus his determination is admirable even though he always whines about being tired, which is also relatable. and he’s just so pretty!!! agh maybe it’s the long hair or maybe his height but he’s just so pretty i cant 🧎‍♀️💞

as for myself, we both know you know me pretty well 😌 but for some hobbies, i dance, i can cook & bake i’m just to lazy to or don’t have the stuff for it, i love to read romance manga, i like roller skating, and of course watching anime/moves/tv shows!!

Meg have mercy on this monstrosity I've created. This is the DEFINITION of carried away.

Premise: You had plans with your friends to hang out, but last minute they had to cancel. When you walk out to the main hall of the dorms, you find Murasakibara snacking on some food and watching TV. You were the manager of Yosen, so you considered Murasakibara a good friend, even though you two hadn’t really hung out without other people around. When he asks you why you look down, you tell him that your schedule was now (undesirably) empty. He has a solution.

“Why don’t we do something?” He pauses the rustle of his hand rummaging through the chips.

You look up at him from your spot on the floor (you’d been lounging around in your pjs, a large stuffed animal acting as a pillow as you sprawled out on the ground). “Like what?” You weren’t used to Murasakibara asking to do things, especially not with you.

“We can go, get food? Or something.” he wouldn’t look you in the eyes, but you didn’t care too much. A huge smile crossed your face as you jumped up, quickly shuffling towards Murasakibara on your knees, opting not to stand. His eyes go wide as he sees you approaching him.

“Really! Will you really go with me?” You look at him, leaning against the couch he sat on.

“Yes. I already said I would.”

“Ahhh, you’re the best, Mu-kun!” You leap up, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders (you can barely get them around to his back), before running off to get changed. “I’ll go get ready quickly! I’ll be back!”

You didn’t see the way his face erupted pink- but don’t worry. There was time for you to see later.

You throw on a pink crop top covered in tiny cows and a pair of ripped jeans- if you were going out, might as well look a bit cute, you think to yourself.

Stepping out into the hallway, you’re shocked to find Murasakibara...trying? With his appearance? He had a decent sense of style, you knew, but he usually just defaulted to a graphic shirt and joggers. Finding him a black fitted shirt with ripped jeans and chains of his own was surprising, but very welcomed. He had one of his huge zip up jackets on, though.

“Murasakibara, you look so good!” You cheer at him. Running to him and grabbing his hand, you tug him (well, try to) out the door. “I’m hungry, let’s go.” While slow, he followed you, internally noting how small your hands were in comparison to his. “I’m driving.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know. Don’t crash us.” He teases as he reclines your passenger seat as far back as possible.

“Ah, excuse you-” you nudge him. “Where should we get food from?”

He stares at you, looking at your features illuminated by the street lights. You’d already started driving, but who knows where to. “Wherever you want.”

You ended up driving to your favorite restaurant in the area, a diner with food on the cheaper end with great quality. It was comfy. As you and Murasakibara sit down, you’re greeted by a young male waiter who takes an obvious interest in you.

Actually, uh. Well, it’s obvious to Murasakibara. Not so much to you.

“How are ya doin’ tonight?” His flirting wasn’t obvious per say, but Murasakibara sees the way he looks at you. The waiter manages to ignore the death glare that was sent his way, though. After you both order your food, you noticed Murasakibara’s pout and glare.

“Hey are you okay?” You ask him, unsure of what had unsettled him.

“Just hungry.” he waves your concern off. “...so, how was your day?”

You assumed he was trying to avoid the work of carrying the bulk of conversation, which was pretty in character, so you happily chatted away, telling him about the stupid things that happened when you went shopping in the morning and when you got your nails redone.

When your food came about, you thanked your waiter when you noticed a pin on his shirt.

“Oh my gosh, is that a Red Riot pin!?”

“It is! Are you a My Hero fan?”

As you expressed your love of Kirishima, you were surprised when the waiter seemingly abruptly excused himself.

“...I wonder what that was about.”

“Mm. eet was ooddh” Murasakibara responds, mouth stuffed. His demeanor was relaxed, but had you turned around moments earlier you’d have seen that his eyes were screaming murder.

After eating your shares of food and talking about random things, you were ready for the check.

“I’m paying for you.” Murasakibara says.

“You don’t have to, Murasakibara-kun!” You’re quick to respond.

“I’m paying.”

“No.”

“I’m paying.”

“Are you sure?”

The waiter walks up to you both, hands clasped and a nervous look on his face. “So, are we doin’ a split bill or-”

“I’m paying.” Murasakibara says to the waiter.

“Got it. He’s paying.”

“Hey, I’m serious you really didn’t have to! That’s not fair is it?”

“You always buy me snacks and things. Lemme pay for you this time.” His tired eyes gaze up at you, something unspoken lingering behind them.

“Fineee, but I’m paying next time, okay?” He smiles at that, so you’ll take it as a yes.

Driving back to the dorms, a sign catches your eyes.

“Oh my gosh, they’re open!” You cut your previous train of thought short.

“Ehh? What is?” Murasakibara turns to you, curiosity heavy in his voice.

“The new roller rink! I love roller skating I’ve wanted to go for so long. Can we go?” The question slips out of your mouth before you realized you’d asked it.

Murasakibara just stares at you from the passenger seat in silence. “What a pain.”

“Wait, really?”

“Go before I change my mind,” his tone was whiny as he stared out the window, resting his chin on his hand propped up on the car door. You let out a delighted squeal as you drive to the rink.

“I’ll be sitting here.” Once you two enter the rink, Murasakibara sits on the side immediately. It takes a lot of pleading and tugging on his arm to get him to come with you.

After getting the skates (and the people behind the counter struggling to find a pair in the back big enough for Murasakibara), the two of you entered the rink. In your excitement, you glide through the rink, going fast in a circle and smiling wide. It’s only once you come around that you realize Murasakibara hasn’t moved. He’s still by the side of the wall, holding on.

“What’s wrong?”

“...” the blank stare on his face and the irritation rising on the corner of his lips said everything.

“You don’t know how to skate, do you.” You hit it on the head. His pout exaggerates as he tries to slide forward, losing his balance at even the smallest movement.

“I promise it’s not that hard, I can teach you!” you’re grateful that the rink was empty except for you two, the 3 workers, and some other teens who were minding their own business on the other side.

He listens to your instruction, moving away from the wall, and glides forward three times before slamming onto the ground.

“Ahh, are you okay?” you reached out to help him up. You’d seem him slam to the ground harder in games, but the concern was real nonetheless.

But he just waves you off and manages to stand on his own. This process repeats for a couple more times, with each passing time Murasakibara getting better and better.

“You’re such a fast learner! It took me a while to learn.” He wouldn’t say anything but he glowed from your praise. All that being said, he was still slow to move. You didn’t mind taking the initiative and grabbing his hand, holding it as you got him to skate with you. Admittedly, it gave you butterflies (you’d wanted to hold his hand properly for such a long time, instead of just tugging him in a direction before letting go). His hands are giant compared to yours. ou could barely even see your hands while he held it, except for your bright pink nails. But he held your hand tight the entire time, quietly keeping his balance. As you two started to go faster and faster, you gained good momentum till Murasakibara miscalculated on a turn and ended up falling. Unfortunately (or fortunately) for you, his hold on your hand hadn’t let up.

“AH!” You fall back onto the giant man who met the grounds only moments before you do.

“Shit, are you okay?” It’s his turn to ask you. When you burst out laughing, he lets go of his baited breath quietly.

“That was so fun!”

“Are you...hurt though?” Showing concern is hard, he thinks. It’s hard to do without his face burning up.

As you say “I’m fine, you cushioned my fall,” you both notice you’re still on top of Murasakibara, your chest pressed against his stomach. Out of shyness you shuffle away, hurrying to your feet. “We should get going,” you remark, trying to get out of the rink. But not without falling onto your face.

“Oi- Meggie-chin!” That sounded like it hurt.

By the way you sputtered and shook your head, he could tell it shook you a bit. He was able to help you get back on your feet and roll you to your shoes (he really did learn fast).

“Let’s go home. I’m hungry.”

“There’s a convenience store next door! Let’s go get some snacks!~” You seemed unphased by your fall at the thought of more food, running out the door to the store.

Yeah, it was no surprise Murasakibara was down bad for you. What more could he have wanted than a girl who loves food the way he does?

~~~

The store was illuminated with neon lights, the isles neatly organized. As Murasakibara snagged snacks off every wall, you were checking out the dairy product isle.

He comes up beside you, noticing the way you shivered.

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t decide what type of ice cream to buy. Or if I want ice cream at all. It’s so cold in here! But what if it’s hot back in the dorms and I’ll want ice cream then?” You pause to think. “Ah! I can’t decide.”

Your sight is blinded when a warm fabric falls over your head. “Take my jacket. Then decide.”

As you pull the jacket off your head, you pull it over your arms. It was giant on you. The ends came down to your mid thigh and the sleeves consumed your arms. But it smelled of his cologne and was so warm. Blushing at the fact your crush gave you his JACKET, you happily grab 2 cartons of ice cream in celebration. As you walk up to the register, you see Murasakibara with 2 cartons of strawberry milk.

“I know you like them. We can drink them back at the dorms.” You never recalled telling him you liked strawberry milk, even though you did drink them quite often. But you didn’t take him for the kind to notice that.

~~~

“I had a lot of fun, Murasakibara-kun.” You smile as you both walk back into the dorms. “We should do that again. Maybe. But only if you want to!”

“I wanna watch that show.”

“Huh?” You didn’t know what he was talking about.

“My Hero. You were talking about it earlier. I haven’t had time to watch it, so if you wanna watch it with me you can. I guess.”

Your crush asked you to watch tv with him? Big dub!

“I’d love to! Just let me know when, okay?”

“Next Friday?”

Jumping onto your bed, you squeal into your pillow as you process the fun hangout you had with your crush. You hadn’t really been on your phone much, so you finally decide to check it.

“New message from: Enya-chi” : swiping on the notification, you see-

IASIUDHFOSIJDF MEG UR GOING ON A DATE WITH MURASAKIBARA!?!?!?! GET IT GIRL ;)

Unsure of how she knew and it being called a date, you videocall her.

“MEG oh my God how was it!” “Wait wait wait Enya what do you mean “date?”

She looks at you in shock. “Bro, I was with Kise, Aomine, and all them when Kise got a call from Mu-kun and he said he asked you on a date and wanted advice. What do you MEAN you don’t KNOW what I mean by date!!?? Ma’am!!!!!”

As you think back on everything that happened throughout the day, the implications of it being more than a hangout started to settle on you. Your face burned a bright red.

“Earth to MEGGG~ oh my God did he really not tell you it was a date?” She dissolves into hysterics.

"No!!!???? He just asked to hang out!"

“Meggie-chi he’s an idiot! He was supposed to tell you. He probably forgot okay?” Kise’s voice cuts through as he jumps onto the screen.

“He didn’t forget he definitely just didn’t have the nerves-” Aomine’s voice can be heard in the background.

“So when’s the next date~” Kise and Enya wait expectantly for your answer.

Oh my God.

Let’s do this again.

“Oh my I asked him out again, and he said next Friday.”

“I think you’ll be seeing him sooner than that though. You have to return that jacket you’re wearing.” Enya giggles, a broad smile on her face.

At the realization you still had it on, you hang up, too overwhelmed to talk.

This was about to get interesting.

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Funnily enough this only took like an hour total. But yeah i'm crazy I'm sorry you're friends with a crazy girl meg

#knb #csc hits 200 #colorseeingchick milestone

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pentaxed-a · 4 years

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i was gonna use a graphic but fuck me, my laptop says no photoshop rights

@hbiejbies && @trnedbitch ;; im putting yall together but you guys will always be a pair to me- i strive to have a relationship likes yours one day GOD. but y’all are already my very best fucking friends on this hellsite. there’s over a million words in the english language && not a single combination of them can properly describe how much i love and appreciate you two. i hope you guys stay in my whole 2020- i cant wait to write both separate otp rps && maybe even a full fleshed ot3 rp ??

@manipulations ;; ughhhh ur fine ig :// nknJNKJEFNKJR no but seriously, u were my first ever mutual && first ever actual friend on this blog, so u’ll forever be apart of my whole ass heart. ily alex GOSH rkfnkrejnfjn

@argntna // @ladiesahoy // @goonshe ;; elizabeth jesus christ u have so many fucking blogs smfhhhh :// ur fucking boo boo the fool but ily && i would always be willing to die for u <3 keep on clowning, u fuckin clown bitch eiferjknkrejn

@spidcrbaby ;; kj... bb.... i hope this doesn’t make u cry because tbh this is gonna be very poorly written BUT- we properly met in the discord server that spark && outlaw made, && that truthfully wasn’t that long ago but god damn would i die for u- i made icons for u, && that means i would sacrifice my sanity just so i could made u happy enjjnjj ily <3

@boydied ;; oh my god church, im about to lowkey expose the both of us && im sorry but... u knew me from our bnha weeb days with our villain deku && villain aizawa blogs. not once did i ever fuckin think i’d be able to see u again, nor did i remember i had u on discord... but then u came to me because u saw me in the server && knew i was familiar. lo && behold, both of us were EXPOSED. im really glad we found each other again && im rlly glad with the amngry soft ship we have with our boys. ily && im not gonna be letting u go again anytime soon

@ashlisnaps ;; we never talk much tbfh but we’ve been sending snaps today && whenever we do talk, ur a cool cat. but dont doubt for a second that i mf lov u too bitch. i’ll put my whole ass existence on the line for u so :// i already lov ur ashley jesus christ imma chef kiss that shit

@lovsself ;; god ur saying we met only a couple weeks ago ?? feels like forever. we’re already acting like idiots, shipping cher w both of my children. ily && im sorry im v shitty at expression how i feel with some of these, but i would fr drop anything to make u happy <3

@hwknscitizens ;; d e e e e e who fucking knew that when we met, we’d be shipping keith && jonathan ?? i sure as hell didn’t but im glad we met && im glad we’re rping. ily && ur whole ass circus of muses erkjnkejrnrjn

@ommetaphobc && @bansheeintuition ;; a special shout out to you two, because you guys knew me back before i made this blog. i met denise through my anime blog && i met steph through my stiles blog. it’s a sad thing that i’ll never come back to them, but i’m so glad you guys suddenly found me again without meaning to. i’ll try to stick around this time <3 ily guys

#now to finish a draft on here and work on toni's #kjerfnkejrnkjrn #<333 #[ S A V E D. ]#2020 appreciation post #[ b a m b i. ] - ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ғʀᴇᴀᴋ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ- ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ғʀᴇᴀᴋ

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anotherkpopvictim · 5 years

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All That You Are (Is All That I’ll Ever Need) - VHope Littlespace Drabble

(Source - taegidda)

Request from starbabiebangtan on tumblr: “Vhope bc i cant resist baby Tae sndjdjdjdj I’m sorry LOL But another Vhope, where Taehyung is insecure because of how he feels like he looks more like a daddy to Hoseok than the other way around bc of him being taller and having a deeper voice than Hobi. Hobi does his best to reassure him that he is his little baby no matter what, and continues to go ahead and love on his baby and it causes him to regress v young bc im a sucker for baby space as well 🥺 ”

A/N: this sounded very interesting! I hope I did your request justice :P And thank you for all the awesome ideas you’ve given me!!

Also, the title is from Tenerife Sea by Ed Sheeran.

Pairing: Little!Taehyung X Caregiver!Hoseok

Rating: T (swearing, panic attack)

Words: 3250

Hurt/comfort, fluff

WARNINGS: Taehyung has a panic attack in this. It is not very detailed, but I don’t want to trigger anyone.

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Taehyung and Hoseok had been together for forever.

Okay, two years officially, but they had also gone through a phase of what the rest of the BTS members had dubbed “everyone else knew you two were together except you” for about four or five years (forever), which wasn't completely untrue. Jimin and Jungkook could vouch for that – they made sure their fellow maknae line member understood just how much pining they witnessed from Taehyung. Hyung line said the same about Hoseok.

But their incorrect feelings of unrequited love didn't matter anymore, because they were very happily boyfriends now. Sure, they had been through their fights just like any other couple did, but in the end, they loved each other in a way that no one could deny and they always orbited back to each other.

More than boyfriends, Hoseok was also Taehyung's caregiver when he slipped into littlespace. The older had a soft spot for the little and their friends always made fun of him for it, calling him “whipped”. Any time that happened, Taehyung would assure his hyung that he was very happy he loved little Tae so much (Hoseok would then puff his chest out like a gorilla, all proud, and it was so adorable honestly Taehyung couldn’t handle it sometimes).

As their Love Yourself: Tear album promotions came around, the two of them were in a place where they were completely comfortable and happy with each other. They hadn’t even had a real fight in months.

So, of course, just as they relaxed, something else came up that threw them off-kilter - this time in the form of insecurities.

It was during a fan sign that it really began. Taehyung and Hoseok just happened to be seated next to each other, and they were very careful to keep their closeness to a friend level. It wasn’t often that management allowed them to sit next to each other, and they weren’t about to mess up the chance they’d finally been given just because they couldn’t keep their heart eyes to themselves for a few hours.

A girl around twenty years old, who introduced herself as Jisoo, was in line to get their autographs and talk to them for their forty-five second time frame. When she reached Hoseok (the second last in the row of seats) she smiled brightly, showing off her cute smile. “You guys are so inspiring!” she gushed, “Thank you for promoting self-love, it's really helped me.”

The lead dancer couldn't help but grin back at her, “I'm glad. You guys have helped us achieve so many of our goals, and we want to use our success to spread a good message to everyone.”

Hoseok passed the girl's poster of all the members (now signed everywhere apart from below Taehyung's picture) over to the second youngest beside him, and they let their hands linger a little longer than they probably should have. Sometimes they really couldn’t help it.

Taehyung gave his hyung a quick side smile, more meaning behind the small action than anyone else could see.

“Oh my gosh! You guys are so cute! VHope for the win!” Jisoo held up a fist in a “fighting!” motion, a teasing grin on her face as she watched the two of them.

“Oh,” Taehyung chuckled, looking away to properly sign her poster. “Thank you.”

“And your size difference is adorable!” she said, now gaining Taehyung's sole attention as Hoseok moved on to the next fan in line. “Hoseok looks so tiny next to you, I bet you could pick him up without any trouble.”

Maybe it was a little odd to say something like that, a little straightforward, but Taehyung got the feeling that Jisoo was the kind of girl to speak her mind.

“Y-Yeah,” Taehyung silently cursed himself for stuttering, but he was a little taken aback by the comment. He knew Jisoo didn't mean anything bad by it, but it made Taehyung's brain start going into overdrive, just like it always did when all he could think about were his insecurities.

She was right; Taehyung and Hoseok were definitely different in size, but not like Jimin and Namjoon were. There was only about two inches difference in height between the lead dancer and the vocalist, but Taehyung was undoubtedly more broad than his hyung. So yes, Taehyung was naturally bigger than Hoseok was, but he'd never really thought about it before now.

Did Hoseok have a hard time picking him up sometimes, like he did quite often in littlespace? Did Hoseok think it was weird that the bigger person between the two of them was also the one to regress into a child-like headspace sometimes?

No, Taehyung told himself, stopping his thoughts abruptly, Hoseok loved him too much for that. He would never hold something so insignificant against him.

...Right?

“It was so nice to meet you, Jisoo,” Taehyung replied, the smile on his face feeling a little more put on than before. “I hope you continue to support us. We will do the best we can for you!”

Despite his best efforts, the thoughts plagued the second youngest for the rest of the day. He had to hide his mood from Hoseok and Jimin, and managed to evade them by saying he wasn’t feeling well and hiding in his room.

But that was it.

After that day, Taehyung was thrown headfirst into preparing for their repackaged album release and another tour. He didn’t have time to really think about anything, let alone the moment with Jisoo at the fan sign, but it was still there, admittedly, in the back of his mind.

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“Jeon Jungkook, if you don’t get down here this instant!-”

A smirking maknae looked down from his spot on the tree branch...thirty feet up in the air. At the base of the tree stood an extremely unimpressed Seokjin with his hands on his hips.

“What are you going to do, hyung?” Jungkook asked tauntingly, “Are you going to put me in time out?”

Seokjin narrowed his eyes, “No, but I will take away your television rights for two weeks, in or out of littlespace.”

Jungkook gasped, looking a little more scared now, “You wouldn’t. You love little me too much.”

“Try me, bitch.”

With an overly exaggerated whine of annoyance, Jungkook began his trek back down the tree.

“Be careful!” Namjoon shouted, joining Jin at the base of the tree. “If you fall and get hurt management is going to kill me!”

“Is that all you’re worried about, hyung?” Taehyung asked, a smirk on his lips as he looked on from a nearby lounge chair, “Not that Jungkook could get hurt, but that management would kill you if he did?”

Namjoon turned away from the tall tree to glare at the younger and smack him over the head. “Brat.”

“My brat!” Hoseok burst out of the doors of their accommodations and pushed Namjoon out of the way so he could cuddle his injured baby in his arms. “Don’t hit him, Namjoon!”

As Namjoon grumbled under his breath and walked off, Hoseok pressed a kiss to the back of a pouting Taehyung’s head. It didn’t even really hurt all that much, as Namjoon hadn’t hit that hard, but Taehyung was enjoying his boyfriend’s attention too much to tell him that.

All the members of BTS were spending a rare few days off between tour dates, and currently, they were in Chicago. Management had rented a cabin-like house on the outskirts of the city for their three-day stay.

“TAEHYUNG!” Jimin screamed as he came running out of the house.

“SOULMATE!” Taehyung screamed, sitting up from his hyung’s embrace like a meerkat scoping out the land.

Jimin jumped on top of the Taehyung-Hoseok pile, causing the two on the bottom to grunt at the sudden added weight.

“Jimin...” Hoseok whined, weakly using his partially trapped hands to push the younger off of them.

The attacker backed off with a wicked grin, “Sorry, hyung!” (He didn’t sound all that sorry).

“What did you need, soulmate?” Taehyung asked, sitting up properly and fixing his messed up hair.

“Oh,” Jimin said like he just remembered why he’d come here in the first place, “Yoongi thinks he has a lower voice than you, so I need you to prove him wrong.”

“What?” Taehyung chuckled.

“You obviously have the lowest voice out of all of us! I just need you to sing a lower note than him so I can get my ten-thousand won.”

Taehyung shrugged, standing up from the lounge chair and starting to follow his eager best friend into the house. The others were only a few feet behind them.

“Taehyung’s voice is definitely lower than Yoongi’s,” Jungkook stated, “I’ll bet twenty-thousand won!”

Namjoon snorted, “You’re on, dumbass. Yoongi’s totally going to win.”

Jin and Hoseok rolled their eyes and looked at each other with matching expressions that said “Idiots”.

They all entered the living room to find Yoongi lounging on the couch, typing away at the keyboard on his laptop. The oldest rapper looked up at the sudden noise and frowned, unimpressed, when he saw all of them filing into the room. “You actually got them, Jimin? Seriously?”

“We made a bet and I’m eager to get some ice cream with the money I’m going to win,” Jimin replied, arms crossed and chin in the air.

Yoongi rolled his eyes, “Whatever. Alright, Tae, let’s go.”

Taehyung and Yoongi proceeded to have a low note battle, while five other pairs of eyes watched on in fascination. It started off easily, but as the notes got lower and lower, Taehyung noticed Yoongi beginning to really struggle to make a noise.

It was Taehyung who won in the end (much to Jungkook and Jimin’s delight and Yoongi and Namjoon’s disappointment) and he smirked as Jimin dragged a sulking Yoongi out the front door and to the corner store down the street. Namjoon slapped the twenty-thousand won into Jungkook’s awaiting palm a little harder than necessary, but the maknae decided not to say anything about it because he had some beautiful money in his possession. (A/N: bts forgetting they’re millionaires part 382750????)

“Ooh, listen to my baby’s sexy voice!” Hoseok exclaimed, sliding up to Taehyung from behind and wrapping his arms around his waist, lips pressing a kiss to his right ear. “So deep and hot as fuck.”

Taehyung chuckled and turned his head a bit so his boyfriend could kiss him on the lips, “Thanks, Seokie.”

The moment was ruined when a certain maknae fake gagged and yelled, “EW!”

All his bandmates (minus Jimin and Yoongi) began complimenting his deep voice. Taehyung accepted the praise with a smile and a light pink blush on his cheeks.

It wasn’t until later that night (because night was the time to reflect on the day) that Taehyung thought about it again.

He never particularly loved his voice like so many did, sometimes he wished that his voice wasn’t so low. Maybe it was because a lot of the comments he saw said things like “Taehyung’s voice is so sexy! He’s such a daddy!” and “V’s looks and his deep voice just scream “she calls me daddy too”” and other things that were a little more...explicit. Now, Taehyung adored these compliments, even the extremely dirty ones, because they were from his fans, but his little side didn’t like it one bit.

The moment with the fan (Jisoo, he recalled) from nearly half a year ago popped back up in his head. Hoseok was smaller than him, and Taehyung had a deeper voice too. Hoseok always told him how much he loved his deep voice, but Taehyung was a little, was it strange for someone in a four-year-old’s headspace to sound like a grown man?

Jimin and Jungkook, who were also littles, didn’t really have to worry about that with their caregivers - Jimin had a naturally high voice and Jungkook easily spoke in a tone reminiscent of a child.

Surely Hoseok had noticed their differences and probably thought about them. Did he hate them and was just too nice to tell Taehyung how uncomfortable it made him? Did he resent Taehyung for being so...strange?

Taehyung stood up from his bed and stumbled from his room to the bathroom across the hallway. He felt a tightness in his throat and a buzzing in his ears suddenly as he slammed through the door. He knew it was the start of a panic attack, and he tried his best to calm himself down with deep breaths. He splashed some cold water onto his face, uncaring that it wet his bangs. His hands then gripped the edge of the counter as his thoughts began to spin out of his control.

He needed Hoseok and he needed him now.

Like a miracle, a knocking from the door broke through the buzzing in Taehyung’s ears. He couldn’t speak, so he just made a sound, something that came out like a mix between a groan and a whine.

And then Jin was by his side on the ground (when had he fallen to the floor?) and holding his shoulders gently. The older was speaking to him probably, but Taehyung couldn’t hear him, could barely see him through the tears forming in his eyes.

Jin turned and shouted something over his shoulder and then a few moments later a frazzled looking Hoseok appeared in the doorway.

Taehyung’s eyes seemed to only be able to focus on his Daddy’s worried gaze as he hurried over to him.

“-Baby!” was the first word Taehyung heard from Hoseok, “I need you to follow my breaths, okay?” The older grabbed Taehyung’s hands and placed them on his own chest, beginning to exaggerate deep breaths for the younger to follow along to.

Taehyung tried his best to take in deep breaths and in a few minutes, he felt his heart rate decreasing from where it was in near hyperspeed. “’M sorry, Daddy” he said, his voice weak from his tense throat.

Hoseok shushed him and moved to wrap his arms securely around him, leaning them both against the bathroom cabinets. “You don’t ever have to be sorry for having a panic attack, Taehyungie,” he sounded a little out of breath, but completely sincere. “What’s going on, bub?”

“TaeTae sad!” Taehyung blurted before he could stop it - little him had always been more open about his feelings.

“Well, we can’t have that, can we?” Hoseok replied, “Why are you sad, baby?”

“TaeTae too...TaeTae too...sexy...” the younger mumbled the last word in embarrassment.

Hoseok looked shocked, “What?”

“TaeTae b-bigger than Daddy...a-and he have low voice...TaeTae is bad little!” Taehyung burst into tears, moving to bury his face in his hyung’s chest.

“Oh, my baby,” Hoseok cooed, “You are not a bad little. You’re Daddy’s best boy.”

Taehyung stayed in his hiding place and shook his head vehemently, hands clutching the fabric of the older’s t-shirt.

Hoseok held him closely and pressed a fond kiss to the top of his head. “Do you think I don’t like you because of your deep voice and your height?”

“TaeTae weird.”

“No, TaeTae is unique,” Hoseok corrected, pulling the little away from his chest so he could see the sincerity in his expression. “Baby, I love you so much, exactly the way you are.”

“D-Daddy don’t think it’s weird TaeTae don’t look like a baby or sound like a baby?” the younger inquired, big eyes looking up at his hyung with hope.

Hoseok smiled and booped his nose. “No, sweetie, Daddy doesn’t think it’s weird.”

“D-Daddy doesn’t hurt himself picking TaeTae up?” he asked.

The older frowned jokingly, “Hey! I’m very strong, you know! Of course I can pick up my baby.”

Taehyung would have laughed if the situation were any different, but as it was, he couldn’t help but burst into tears once more - this time, though, they were happy tears. “TaeTae love Daddy.”

“Love you too, bub,” Hoseok replied, one of his arms moving so he could rub up and down the little’s back soothingly. “So, so much.”

Taehyung hiccuped through some more tears as the reassurance filled him with a familiar warmth and calmness. His eyes brightened just a little bit more and his hands shook as he grappled at the older’s shirt. “D-D-Dada.”

Hoseok’s smile grew at the new name, indicating that the younger had slipped into babyspace. Taehyung had to feel extremely safe to fall into such a deep headspace, and the older didn’t mind because baby Taehyung was just as adorable as every other Taehyung. “Hi, baby.”

The younger still had tears shining in his big, bright eyes, but he smiled through them cutely, “Dada!”

Hoseok attacked his face with kisses, causing the baby to giggle uncontrollably. When he pulled away again, the older said, “Now, TaeTae was supposed to be sleeping, but how about we go see if anyone is still awake and wants to watch some cartoons with us?”

Taehyung didn’t respond, but Hoseok had expected that - he was too young to fully comprehend his words. The other just looked at him like he hung the stars in the sky, like Hoseok was the younger’s everything (that wasn’t actually all that far off from what the baby was thinking).

After hitching the baby easily onto his hip, Hoseok stood up and made his way out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom. He laid Taehyung on the soft bed and moved to grab a cute tan puppy onesie from the boy’s suitcase. He kept a close eye on the baby, who was beginning to wiggle around on the bed curiously.

After grabbing a pacifier from the emergency little bag (thank god he had remembered it) Hoseok returned to his baby and slipped the rubber teat effortlessly between his lips. Taehyung blinked up at him and suckled at the pacifier as he watched Hoseok change him.

The older secured a diaper around the little’s waist and worked on zipping him into his adorable puppy onesie.

When he was finished, Hoseok took a moment to look down at Taehyung. The baby looked so cute it was almost too much to handle...so, naturally, Hoseok snapped a picture and sent it to their group chat.

MEMETAN (MuscleBunny - Jungkook, SmolBoi - Jimin, Dimples - Namjoon, JHoe - Hoseok, TongueTechnology - Yoongi, MrWorldWideHandsome - Seokjin)

JHoe: anyone who wants to join baby taetae and me for some cartoons is welcome to come to the living room

JHoe: *attached image*

MrWorldwideHandsome: omg *gasp* he’s so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!

SmolBoi: lol Jungkooks running naruto style there now and im right behind him

MuscleBunny: i csll dibbs on cuddlin the babu!111

Dimples: me too!!!

MrWorldwideHandsome: what about you yoongi?

TongueTechnology: yea ok I’m coming too

SmolBoi: dont act so tsundere yoongi

SmolBoi: we all know you have a soft spot for baby taetae

TongueTechnology: oh yea like you don’t all have one too

JHoe: taetae is very excited to see you all :)

Dimples: we’d better watch some good fucking cartoons or I’m out though

MrWorldwideHandsome: yea like Clifford or Paw Patrol!!!!!

SmolBoi: we all know taetaes gonna be the one to pick

JHoe: update:

JHoe: Jungkook has arrived in the living room and has slipped into littlespace

JHoe: he’s now cuddling with baby taetae

Dimples: OMG IVE GOTTA SEE THIS

TongueTechnology: IM ON MY WAY FOR THE OVERLOAD OF CUTENESS

MrWorldwideHandsome: uwu!

SmolBoi: those two will be the death of me with how adorable they are

JHoe: the cuddle pile is waiting :)

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A/N: not my favorite ending, but yeah.

Tell me what you thought of me adding some background couples and extra OT7 cuteness! I thought I’d try something a bit different this time.

If you would like to request a BTS littlespace drabble, you can go to my Request Guidelines page :)

I love you guys!

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jessefandomunited · 5 years

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i spy (Nathan x reader) part 9

Heart racing I sped through the hallways calling for Nathan, it didn’t take me long to find him, because he seemed to be listening at the end of the hall. He grabbed my arm as I sped by and looked at me confused, “ What was that?” I was in such a happy mood I didn’t notice the hurt in his eyes at first . “ Nathan… what..whats wrong,” I said , my joy starting to drain out of me. “ That whole phone call, about you and us, what’s going on,” He asked . A smile began to creep across my face , “ do you really want to know?” “ Yes , that is why I asked,” He huffed, pouting a bit. I chuckled and began dragging him back to his hideout. He went along reluctantly and I even noticed a slight smirk appear on his lips. We settled ourselves back down in the places we were sitting only moments ago, however this time, I felt free, unfiltered. “ Everything I am about to tell you is highly classified, if you speak word of this to anyone outside of our group you could be killed, you get me,” I said urgently. Nathan chuckled, “ okay sure.” “ This isn’t a joke,” I insisted and his face dropped a bit, “ I wont, I give you my word love.” I nodded curtly and sighed, “ gosh….where do I begin. Well…I guess I’ll start at the beginning, but I’ll try to make it quick because I really need some sleep before I get my to work.” I was speaking faster and my hands were starting to shake , like I was about to do something terrible. I forced the feeling back and pressed on, “ I don’t remember my parents much, I was so young when I was taken to the orphanage. I can’t remember anything about them. I don’t remember much about my time in the orphanage either, my therapist said that it’s probably due to trauma, which is definitely possible, but I haven't pushed the possibility that they did something to my head. Anyways, when I was about ten, the orphanage worker excitedly tells me I’m being adopted by this lovely family. I didn’t buy that for a second. The couple looked like a cookie cutter image of how a mom and dad should look, something was up, but I just let it happen, I was ten and wanted to get out of there. After that moment, my training began, I was to be a secret agent.” I paused for a moment and looked up briefly at Nathan, I was wondering if he actually believed me. He just looked stunned, not smirking like I thought he’d be. Afraid that he would burst out laughing , I continued, “ Basically I was a bit of an experiment to them. They injected me with some serums making me stronger, quicker, and smarter. They kept it up for the first couple years, I got these injections once a month, till they saw no more improvement, also Hal insisted they stop. After the injections I began to get sick and I couldn’t focus properly, it wasn’t doing any more good. I was so lucky Hal was there because if he wasn’t I think they would have kept going till I died. Anyways , aside from that they taught me a bunch of stuff id need to know working in the field, mathematics, physics, chemistry, and so on. They also made me do physical training every day, they worked me until I literally could not move. Hal was the only friend I had, then, they introduced me to Jack.” My throat instantly closed up as I said his name. I don’t think I had said his name out loud since my last therapy session , over two weeks ago. I took a few deep breaths, pressing the palms of my hands over my eyes, a trick I used to keep the tears from falling. “ Crystal…you don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to. I’m an obnoxious twat, “ He chuckled weakly , “ I don’t need to know.” I shook my head slowly , placing my hands in my lap, “ you are an obnoxious twat , but you were also the main person that actively reached out to me. You consistently wanted to know about me and honestly, I’d love nothing more than to tell you everything, were a lot alike believe it or not. I want to tell you everything I can. “ I looked down and tried to compose myself. As I did Nathan gently grabbed my hand and whispered, “ when you’re ready love.” I smiled , I couldn’t believe this was the same guy that was trying to get into my pants every minuet. I gave his hand a light squeeze and said a gentle thank you before continuing, “ I was thirteen when they introduced me to jack.” They were trying the same serum thing on him and decided to pair us up for missions and see how it do. Oh we hated each other at first, were were both sarcastic ass holes and we tried to push each others buttons every chance we got. However, after a few life threatening situations, we began to get closer. This was our whole world, we knew nothing different. We were outcasted in the agency. The other agents saw us as freaks and the higher ups just treated us like lab rats, aside from Hal of course.We were okay with it, we were all the company we needed. Then a month ago, everything changed.” I stumbled over the retelling of the fire, me wishing I could follow my partner in to death, Hal rescuing me, my recovery, then I just stopped. I don’t even remember what I was saying but something just snapped inside of me and I just stopped talking. I blinked a few times, breaking myself out of the daze I had fallen into . I looked up at Nathan , slightly scared at what his expression might be. As my eyes met his I saw surprise and sadness , he opened his mouth and stuttered, “ I don’t know what to say.” I chuckled weakly, “ you don’t need to, you listened to me, that’s more than I could have ever asked for.” I noticed a bit of pain in his eyes, I could tell that he was struggling with the idea that there was nothing more he could do. I slowly dropped his hand and stood up so I could stretch, I felt exhausted , all that emotional baggage had drained the life out of me. Nathan got up as well and looked at me for a minuet, then shook his head and pulled me into a tight hug. I just stood there in shock, I couldn’t remember the last time someone had given me a hug, it was warmer than I expected. Timidly , I brought my arms around him, resting my head on his chest listening to his rapid heart beat. “ I swear, “ Nathan rasped, a slight hitch in his voice as if he was trying not to cry, “ I am going to do everything in my power to help you.” I was so touched by his words, so shocked, that I didn’t know what to do. I just pulled back gently so I could look into his eyes, there was so much pain. I smiled softly and placed a hand on his cheek, “ I appreciate it love but unfortunately , there isn’t much you can do, I have to do this on my own. Now I need to get a bit of sleep we can talk more tomorrow alright?” He nodded and said, “ here.” He pulled back the covers to his bed . I shrugged and kicked off my shoes before climbing in, I was too exhausted to protest. After I got in, Nathan followed. “ Woh buddy ,” I mumbled as he wrapped his arms around my waist. “ Im…..im not going to do anything, i…I just want to feel like I’m protecting you in some way even if I cant,” he stammered. My heart twisted I just couldn’t say no, “ alright love…goodnight.” “ Good night,” He whispered. I closed my eyes feeling comforted by the sound of Nathans gently breathing and the beating of his heart, soon enough I fell into a deep sleep.

#nathan young #nathan young x reader #robert sheehan

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kissme-hs · 7 years

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Don’t wanna know

Hey guys! So I’ve got some requests and i’d like you to know that i will try to post them till next week because I’ve a lot of college stuff to do, so yeah. And here’s one imagine about Y/n being in love with Harry but he is in love with another person. Please do tell me what do you think about it. Plus English isn’t my first language so i’d like to apologize for the all the grammatical mistakes. Ending of this can a bit low-rated Because i ran out of ideas so yeah. Let me know is you’d like part 2 of it with ideas.

And I’ve to sing for the first time and i’m nervous at hell so please wish me luck that i do good and DO NOT FORGET MY LYRICS.

Enjoy!

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“You like him don’t you?” Niall kept nudging you as you tried to ignore the topic he was talking on about. You’ve denied Niall like thousand times that no-you did not liked harry at all but little did he knew and he did knew that you were lying. You just didn’t wanted to say it by yourself and make it a statement.

“No. And I will keep saying no till you get it.” You said trying to mind your own business. You were not in the mood after what happened just a few hours ago between you and harry. Harry was your best friend. Only friends is what you guys were. But you wanted more than that. You didn’t wanted to but no one can help themselves from not falling in love. It just happens.

“Don’t lie to me Y/n i know yo-” you didn’t even let Niall finish his sentence when you exploded out of no where.

“YES I DO! I DO FUCKING LIKE HIM. WELL NO! I DAMN LOVE HIM! WHAT CAN YOU DO ABOUT IT HUH? TELL ME!!” You couldn’t help yourself from shouting at him like that and turning on your heel to walk away from the situation you were facing right now. Of course you weren’t a stone hearted person but Niall, he just went on your nerves. You felt bad for him but who were way too hurt to turn back to him and apologize.

–Flashback–

Y/N’s POV

Monday. 10:45 am. That’s what my phone displayed. I was suppose to meet up with Harry today. Well that’s what he asked me to do. Recently we haven’t been able to hang with each other a lot like we used to. He hasn’t been acting like himself since he returned from shooting Dunkirk. Even Anne and Gemma thinks the same. It seems like he has been hiding something from us. Especially from me.

Groaning I got up leaving the warmth and coziness of my bed. I shivered at soon as the wooden floor came in the contact with my bare feet. Cold. It was damn cold. The weather was cold and so was my life. But when i was with Harry coldness was replaced with the warmth of Harry’s arms. He always used to say that no matter what he will come to keep my warm. Well more like promised but i guess some promises are made to break.

I walked to the bathroom and admired looked at myself in the mirror. Why would he? Why would he love someone like me? I am not one of those perfect models but i am myself. And maybe that’s why he might love me. I smiled and tuck hair behind my ear and admired myself. I was in love with Harry and that’s what made me feel beautiful. I am sure no girl would walk to mirror and say ‘i am beautiful’ while staring at herself, but i do because Harry made me feel beautiful.

Sometimes you cannot see the real beauty hidden within you but does when someone comes and digs the real diamond you’ve been hiding. And that diamond digger was Harry. He brought the best out of me. Whenever i was with him I felt alive-like I’ve been set free as who I am and not the made up me. I never thought that i can love again after what happened in the past. But i did. I am loving the most beautiful person from in and out.

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I knocked on the heavy wooden door holding my breath. I wasn’t meeting him for the first time but the butterflies in my stomach flutters every time i see him like they did for the first time. After like what 15 seconds Harry opened the door. His hair were longer than the last time i saw him. I smiled softly at him and he returned it. He was just standing there not moving a muscle, so i had to lean forward to hug him. This was an awkward feeling. He did hugged back but not like he used. It was like i was hugging a stranger. And this time it didn’t felt warm. He was cold. Cold as an ice.

“Come in” he finally opened his mouth, as I pulled away shortly after he hugged me as clearly he wasn’t in the mood to hug me. I nodded and walked inside his house. Warmness of his house hit my face. Nothing wasn’t the same. Neither Harry nor his presence. But his house never changed. It was still warm and soothing.

“Sit.” Harry said, more like demanding.

“are you okay?” I asked him as I said and he sat beside me not making any skin contact. Harry nodded with an annoying expression on his face. I didn’t had any idea of what it was because of. Maybe me?

“i love you” Harry blurred. For a second i thought, that the-Earth stopped moving. My heart felt like bursting out with overdose of love and happiness.

“I-I LOVE YOU. Gosh i cant even say this properly to my friend then how will I tell her that?” Harry said running his hand in his hair in annoyance. Wait what? Her? My smile faded when I realized that whoever Harry was talking about wasn’t me.

“He-her?” I sturred looking at him, Harry nodded and for the first time he looked at me. He looked perfects as ever. Gosh it hurt me like hell knowing he loved someone else but i couldn’t help myself, falling for him again.

“oh god! I totally forgot to tell you” harry said sinking back in his couch.

“ Well there’s this girl Susan, I met during the shooting of Dunkirk. She is such a lovely person. I don’t think i’ve ever loved someone more than her.” Harry had such a passion and shine in his eyes as he talked more about Susan. He was in middle of telling me how they met on set when i stood up. I wasn’t able to control my tears anymore. My heart was aching and nothing was’t helping.

“I-I think i should keep going.” I said gathering my purse as i kept my gaze on ground controlling the water droplets which flooded my eyes.

“Why?’ Harry asked. I could sense the little disappointment in his voice as he pouted. I think he wanted me to stay just to listen to him talking about Susan.

“I-I’ve some work” i said. and before harry could say any further word, I left his house.

—End of flashback—

I kept running away. Crying, weeping, sobbing. It was the pain. Pain of losing the only thing i had. Though he never was mine. Everything was ruined within a matter of second. I won’t lying saying I was happy. Seeing harry in love with someone else hurt like hell. But it was the destiny i guess.

My feet started paining when I gave up and fell on my knees crying. He was my everything and now my everything was gone. All this time i was wrong. He wouldn’t love me ever. I kept weeping until I felt someone’s hand on my shoulder. I turned my face around to see who it was but my vision my blurry. I wiped my tears and stood up when I saw who it was.

“I know you love him. And I’m sorry I cannot help you.” Niall said with sympathy in his eyes. His kindness and sincerity towards me made me cry harder as I engulfed him tightly.

“It hurts Niall ! It hurts!” I cried. Clutching his tee shirt in a fist, I let all my emotions out-first time in front of a person. He rubbed my back trying to calm me down.

“Shhh it’ll be okay” he whispered hugging me tight.

“How? What do you know I’m feeling huh?” I said pulling away so that I could look at his face which was filled with care.

“Believe” Niall whispered as he cupped my face and pecked my forehead. That gesture of him calmed me down a bit. But the scares and the wounds on my heart weren’t gonna be healed so easily. My heart was broken and it wasn’t easy to mend a broken heart.

The worst part was, it kept aching as I thought of Harry. It ached whenever I tried to remember my love for him. It ached with the thought of Harry being someone else’s. It just ached

I knew this wasn’t gonna be easy. But I had to survive. The only person who broke me was the only person who could fix my heart.

#Harry styles imagines #Harry styles #Harry styles one shot #Harry styles blurbs #blurbs #one shot #one direction #one direction imagine

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