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berjhawn · 2 years

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You Don't Love Me Anymore - 13

Summary: This is an AU. Reader and Bucky were married, until she caught him cheating on her. She then gave him a divorce and disappeared with their unborn child. now it’s 6 years later and a past reader hoped she left behind comes crawling back.

Warnings: Cheating, Angst, Deceit, mixed messages, Etc

Pairings: Bucky X Reader; Thor X Reader; Bucky X Reader X Thor

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(A/N) Hey guys, it's been a while huh. Things have been pretty chaotic lately, but i have a new part for you all. This chapter is kind of short, but i am as i am typing this working on the next one. Thank Love and Thunder for giving me inspiration. As always i hope you guys like it. let me know. i love hearing feedback from you.

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“Yes, I understand. I’ll keep an eye on her. Yeah, I’ll see you soon.” Loki replies hanging up the phone and letting out a heavy sigh. Running a hand through his hair he turns back only to find Lily standing in the doorway behind him her arms over her chest, something unfortunately he had taught her, her eyes narrowed at him. “Lily darling, you know snooping is a bad habit.”

“When’s mom and dad coming back?” Lily inquires making Loki straighten slightly as he makes his face devoid of any emotions.

“Soon, they just have to take care of a couple things in New York.” He answers folding his arms over his chest to match her.

“Did mom say anything about me?” Lily asks her emotions slipping through the cracks to reveal upon her face.

“She did, she said she loves you; she misses you, and her and Thor will back soon. She also said that you’re gonna come and spend a couple of days with me at grandma and grandpa’s estate.”

“Really?” Lily asks her eyes lighting up.

“Of course. Now let’s go pack you a bag.” Loki says making Lily turn on her heel and rush up the stairs to her room Loki following closely behind her. Pulling his cell phone out he sends his sister a quick text letting her know what is going on. It doesn’t take her long to respond.

Hela – So you’re taking her to the ‘rents house?

Loki – Yeah.

Hela – good, I’ll be there in a few. I just gotta load Fenris into the car.

Loki – see ya then.

Loki had called his mother a few minutes earlier and explained the situation. At the mention of someone possibly coming to try and take Lilly she had offered her house and all the bodyguards Loki would need. His father was also raging at the thought of someone taking his granddaughter. Odin very rarely got mad unless it had something to do with his family. Out of them all Lilly was his favorite.

Taking a deep breath, he rushes off after Lilly to help her pack. The faster they got to his parents’ house the better he’d feel.

“Uncle Loki I can’t find Beau!” Lilly cries out from her room making him furrow his brow.

“Didn’t you just have him?” Loki asks as he reaches her room and Lilly nods.

“He was just here.” She says as she starts tossing her other stuffed animals around in a hope to find him.

Worry floods Loki’s body as he instantly reaches out and scooping Lilly up in his arms races toward the garage.

“What’s wrong Uncle Loki?!” Lilly asks as Loki grips tight to her securing her in his arms.

“We have to leave now.”

“But Beau!” Lilly cries out fear filling her voice.

“I’ll find him later okay,” He moves her so that he can look into her eyes as he continues, “This is important. I need you to be calm and close your eyes okay.”

“Okay…” Lilly replies reluctantly as she buries her face into the crook of his neck.

Loki pulls his phone out as he opens the secret app that was connected to all the cameras. As it opens, he sees a group of men in black outfits, and he curses under his breath. It was too late. Loki takes a deep breath as he hurries towards the basement. If he couldn’t get Lilly out to safety, then he’d get her to the safe room. Closing the camera app, he sends a text to Hela.

Loki- They’re already here. Hiding Lilly now.

After he hits send, he slips the cell back into his pocket and descends the stairs to the room. Reaching the room, he inputs the code and as the doors open, he slips inside. Closing the door behind them Loki sits down in a chair and turns the camera monitors on. He holds tightly to Lilly as she starts to shake in his grasp.

“It’s alright my dear. We’re safe here.” Loki says softly as he gently rubs circles on her back trying to calm her down.

“I want mommy.” Lilly whimpers and Loki’s heart clenches.

“Me too child. Me too.”

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weird-al-song-tourney · 1 year

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'Weird Al' Yankovic Song Tournament

Round 13

Don't Download This Song

Style Parody of "We Are the World", "Voices That Care", "Hands Across America", "Heal the World" & other similar charity songs.

You Don't Love Me Anymore

Style Parody of James Taylor

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rastronomicals · 2 months

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6:53 AM EDT March 26, 2024:

"Weird Al" Yankovic - "You Don't Love Me Anymore" From the Compilation album The Essential Weird Al Yankovic (October 27, 2009)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

File under: Accordion Crimes

#Weird Al #Yankovic #The Essential Weird Al Yankovic #You Don't Love Me Anymore

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catsauceeartofficial · 2 months

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Accepting isolation, craving belonging

#art #digital art #comic #long post #this is kind of vent?#I don't want to be all I had a rough childhood wahh #I just find it bizarre to have so many little aspects of my childhood shape me #I crave isolation #I thrive in isolation #But I want to belong #I want to intimately know someone #and I want someone to intimately know me #This is to all the people who have loved me #even if we dont talk anymore #i love you and have loved you and i want nothing but for you to be happy #original post

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mimiscappinisideblog · 10 months

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Me throughout 2020-2021-2022-2023:

Me the moment AO3 has been down for more than ten hours:

#someone put me out of my misery #i don't want to live on this planet anymore #mimi talks #GOOD THING THAT SOME AO3 WRITERS ALSO POST THEIR FICS HERE #HI. I LOVE YOU ALL #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #ao3 #archives of our own #pain and suffering

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the-dormant-ocean · 5 months

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Astarion, getting hugged: What is this? Affection? I hate it.

Gale, immediately letting go: Oh, I'm so sorr-

Astarion, hugging back: What are you doing? I never said you could stop.

#Astarion: You want to hug me? By the gods you are so clingy 🙄#Gale: If you don't want to I wo-#Astarion: Why aren't you hugging me?! You don't love me anymore???#baldur's gate 3 #bloodweave #bg3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #Astarion

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mindfogs · 6 months

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i can't believe the show about characters being gay and problematic won't let the characters be gay and problematic

#yes this is about nandor and guillermo and the latest interview #i mena it's fine i won't tell the writers how to write their show #but also it felt so much like they were preparing them to be the next pam and jim #don't be mad at me for sowing what YOU planted #the show is still queer and gay and amazing but i feel kinda “queerbaited” ngl? shipbaited?#just the reasoning being he's his boss like the characters haven't canonically done worse #AND them not being in such unbalanced position anymore #foggy thoughts #still love the show #just a little disappointed #maybe it's just easier for the continuity idk #nandermo #wwdits

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royalarchivist · 2 months

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[A sad violin song plays over an image of a sad hamster]

Pac: This doesn't have anything to do with me – I wear a blue sweatshirt, you're crazy, this mouse doesn't even have a sweatshirt, this hamster! [Reading chat] Am I a depressed hamster?

[ Transcript continued ↓ ]*

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Pac: Actually– that's fine! I embrace that idea – of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy? [He hits his desk, then starts counting off people on his fingers] Fit is gone, Richarlyson is gone, Ramon is gone, Bagi and Empanada who were always there when we were there are also gone, I haven't seen them! It's just me and Tubbo, and sometimes Philza shows up.

Pac: I lost Chume Labs, I lost the Favela, I lost Murder Mystery, I lost Ilha Chume Labs, it's crazy! Look at how much I've lost, and I've gained nothing! Of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy?! How am I supposed to be happy?!

Pac: [Reading chat] "You have us Pac," that's true, thank you. No, that's true, sorry.

* NOTE: Please note that this is an incomplete transcript, as I was primarily relying on Aypierre's translation mod at the time and if I am not confident of the translation, I do not include it. As always, please feel free to add on translations or message me corrections.

#Pactw #QSMP #Pac #March 18 2024 #As much as I love keeping people updated about Pac / the other Portuguese-speaking creators #I think I might not make as many transcribed posts for their clips anymore #I just don't think I'm qualified enough to be transcribing things for a language I don't know #like yeah we have the Qlobal Translator and Aypierre's translators to rely on #And I'm always upfront when I'm not 100% sure about a translation #but I've been thinking about it a lot and it kinda makes me feel a bit icky. Idk.#I might be overthinking this but I just I don't want to spread around translations I'm not super confident about #esp. since I know a lot of people cite my clips in analysis posts or link them to other people as resources #and 90% of the time I'm like ''Hell yeah I love seeing people getting a lot of use out of the archive''#but sometimes I get a bit anxious like ''Did I do a good enough job translating this''#''Am I ruining someone's entire perception of a conversation or character because I left one word out or mistranslated something?''#And like I said that's normally not a HUGE concern since if I'm not certain about a translation I just won't post a clip. but you know #idk it might just be the anxiety talking but I really really don't want to spread bad info #Happy to hear other folks' perspective #I'm really grateful for people like Bell and Pix and others who translate clips and I always try to reblog those #but we don't have a ton of people posting clips & translating things on Tumblr since we're so English-centric #which is part of the reason WHY I like sharing clips of the non-English-speaking CCs #but at the same time I want to do an accurate job representing what they're saying #Maybe I'll just start posting things and give a TLDR context of what they're talking about but not a transcript #that way native-speakers can hop in and add translations if that's something they're comfortable doing #and if not then well. at least I'm not sharing something that isn't super accurate #idk I'm just thinking out loud a bit in the tags #But I'm open to hearing other people's thoughts on the matter #Anyways giant rant aside. q!Pac is NOT doing ok rn

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berjhawn · 2 years

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You Don’t Love Me Anymore - 14

Warnings: PTSD, mentions of death, panic attacks.

Pairings: Bucky X Reader; Thor X Reader; Bucky X Reader X Thor

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“What do you mean Loki hasn’t arrived there yet?” Thor’s worried voice booms out in the small appartement.

This wasn’t good.

Thor’s stomach drops at the thought of something happening to Lilly.

“I mean Hela got a text from Loki saying that it was too late. That was the last we heard form him. Thor, I know your brother can take care of himself, but I am seriously worried.”

“I know mother, I am too.”

Thor takes a deep breath as he tries to think of what to do next. His brow furrows as he wracks his brain for an answer.

“Mother, I have some calls to make. Keep me updated if you hear anything.”

“Of course, Thor. If I hear anything you will be the first, I speak with.”

“Love you.”

“Love you too my son.” And with that she hangs up the phone.

Thor’s cell phone falls to his side as his eyes dance across the room. He needed an idea. He needed to know what was going on. The thought that he should have stayed home with his daughter filled his mind with regret. Was this his fault? Could he have prevented this?

“Thor? Is everything okay?” You ask as you round the corner to the little room you had been given while you stayed with Jessica.

Thor stares at you for a moment not sure what to say. Should he tell you what’s happening? Would you blame him for not being there for Lilly? The demons of his past start to flood his mind with memories of all the people he couldn’t save while he was in the military. His eyes grow dim as he is transported back to that moment when his best friend laid dying in his arms. The scent of gunpowder and dead bodies filled his senses as the feeling of blood dripping over his hands causes him to start to shake.

No.

No. no. no.

He didn’t have time for this. His heart starts to race as his throat starts to close making it hard for him to breathe.

“Thor?” he hears a distant sweet voice call his name and he looks around for the owner but all he could see was the carnage and destruction of war.

“Thor?!” The voice calls again making him reach up and gripping his hair in his hand let out a loud groan of pain.

“Come back to me.” The sweet honeysuckle voice calls to him and a light slowly starts to fill his eyes. “Thor, my love, I’m here. You’re okay. Everything is okay.” She repeats like a mantra until his eyes finally clear and he sees her standing in front of him her eyes filled with worry. “There you are, it’s okay.”

“I’m sorry.” He breathes out the words as he tries to catch his breath.

“It’s okay, My love.” You whisper as you hold him tightly.

“No, it’s not.” Thor gulps down a breath of air as he holds tightly to you.

“Thor,” You start you mind searching for the right words. “Look at me.”

Thor reluctantly pulls away from you, his deep wounded blue eyes meeting your gaze.

“I am here for you. No matter what. Just like you are my rock, I am yours. I cannot begin to understand what you have seen or what you have gone through, but I am here for you. So just take deep breaths and let’s talk about it, okay?” You say softly and he stares at you unsure for a moment before he lets out a heavy sigh and nods. “Okay, sit down.”

You gently move him toward the bed and as he sits down you move to kneel in front of him. Thor takes deep breaths as he tries to calm him racing heart.

“Whatever it is that is wrong, we will get through this. Okay?” You ask and he nods again.

“I’m sorry.”

“You never have to apologize to me. At least not for this. I’m sure there will be things in the future that will require you to apologize for, but this… this isn’t something you can control. I know that.” He smirks and you feel your heart lift a bit. “Now, do you want to talk about it?”

“It’s the same scene over and over again.” He starts his eyes meeting yours.

You knew what he was referring to. It was the night he lost the warriors three. At least that was what he called them. They had known each other since basic training and had grown so close they were family. Losing them the way he had was none of his control, but he blamed himself for it everyday and that thought alone crushed your heart.

“I don’t even know what happened.” He continues his eyes falling to his hands that were wringing themselves in his lap. “One moment I was on the phone with my mother talking about Loki and the next…” He pauses as he snaps his eyes closed. “I thought I was getting better.”

“Thor, you are getting better.” You start as you reach up to gently cup his face. “My love, you have come so far. This part of you, it’s not something that is easy to fix. It takes time.”

Thor’s eyes slowly open as they look up to meet your gaze.

“I thank the gods every single day that I climbed into that taxi that day and met you.” He starts and happy tears start to fill your eyes. “If I hadn’t have met you…”

“But you did.” You interrupt knowing full well where this conversation was headed. Too many times had you heard the words that he would have probably died had he not found something to live for again. “And it was the best thing that ever happened to me, and our daughter. Lilly loves you with every inch of her heart. I could never imagine a life without you in it.”

A sigh of relief passes his lips as tears slowly fall from his eyes. He leans forward wrapping you in his arms as he breathes in your scent. His mind slowly starts to clear as if your scent alone chases away his demons.

“I love you Thor.”

“I love you (Name). Gods how I love you.” He proclaims as he buries his face in your neck.

You hold him tightly for as long as he needs you too. When he finally pulls away, he gives you a kiss on your forehead and clears his throat. He knew what he needed to do now, and the perfect people to call.

“I must make a couple of calls. I need to call in some favors.”

“Okay, is everything alright?” You ask as he starts to scroll through his contacts.

“Don’t worry about this, you have your hands full with Barnes. I can handle this.” He gives you a reassuring smile before he stands up and moves toward the window.

“Okay… I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.” You reluctantly say as you stand up and giving him a worried glance head back into the kitchen. You knew he was hiding something from you, and you would ask him about it later.

Thor waits until you are gone to hit the call button. He knew keeping this from you was wrong, but if he had mentioned anything about Loki not showing up at his parents with Lilly you would have a breakdown. No, this he could handle. He knew the exact people for this job.

The ring goes off three or four times before a woman’s voice answers the phone.

“Well now, Thor Odinson, to what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?” She answers with a playful tone.

“I need your help.” He answers and her playful tone from before disappears in an instant.

“What’s happened?”

“I need you to call the other two and find my daughter.”

“You have a daughter?” The woman asks in disbelief.

“Yes, I’ll explain everything on the way, but I need you all to meet me.”

“Ok, sure, where at?”

“My home.”

“We can do that. When do you wanna meet?”

“Now, we don’t have much time. I lost contact with my brother and he was the last one with her.”

“Alright, we’re on our way. We might even beat you there.”

“If you do, leave no one standing. If they laid a hand on Lilly, I want them to pay.”

“Got it boss, see you soon.” And with that she hung up the phone.

Thor takes a deep breath and grabbing his coat heads for the front door.

“Where are you going?” You ask before he has a chance to walk out.

“You have everything handled here. I’m going to go back and make sure Lilly is safe. She needs me.” He answers half truthfully.

“Okay, give her my love and call me when you get to her so I can see her.” You ask making him nod.

“Of course, my love.” Thor replies as he leans in and gives you a passionate kiss that sends worry running through your body.

When he pulls away, he looks behind you and says, “Finish this quickly, and promise me you’ll watch over her.”

“I will, take care of Lilly.” Bucky replies making you turn to look back and forth between the two men.

Something wasn’t right.

“I must go, I love you.” Thor says stealing one last kiss before he walks out the door not giving you a chance to speak.

“What… what’s going on?”

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#Berjhawn #Berjhawn writes #You don't love me anymore #thor x reader #Thor x reader x bucky #bucky #Bucky Barnes #bucky x reader x thor #Bucky x reader #marvel au #Marvel x reader #au #alternate universe #modern alternate universe #fanfiction #angst

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katsu28 · 1 year

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to be alone together

pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

summary: steve has to work on valentine’s day, but maybe it’s not as bad as he thought it would be

warnings: none, 1.8k

a/n: u know i had to do a lil something for my steve girlies too <3 went for a more steve centric pov bc he is the definition of pining simp

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“Kinda sucks that you gotta work tonight.” Robin’s voice through the phone pressed to Steve’s ear was staticky, but still provided a good distraction from the empty video store around him.

It was Valentine’s Day and Steve had been at Family Video since opening, watching couple after couple come in to pretty much clear the romcom shelves, and yeah, he was a little bummed about it, but there was no point moping around about it any longer than he already had been.

“It’s whatever, honestly. Not like I had any plans to begin with.” He sighed, shifting the receiver so it was wedged between his cheek and shoulder as his fingers drifted down to fiddle with the pen on the counter absentmindedly.

“Steve, that’s sad.” Robin replied. Steve wrinkled his nose, a slightly offended noise escaping the back of his throat. “No! I didn’t mean it like that, I just meant that you should be out and about, having a good time.”

“You know what’s actually sad? You talking to me instead of paying attention to your date.” He shot back, only half serious. “Where’s Nance?”

“Oh she’s right here. Say hi, Nance.”

Steve heard a faint ‘hi Steve’ in the background and he returned the greeting. “What are you guys doing tonight?”

“She made this really fancy pasta thing for dinner, we’re just waiting on the chicken to finish in the oven and I thought I’d see what was going on with you.” Robin sounded casual, but he knew this was her way of checking up on him since he was the only one on shift all day and she knew how he felt about today.

“Rob, I don’t know how many times I gotta tell you, but I’m fine. It’s really not a big deal.”

“Why don’t you just close up early, come join us for dinner? We have more than enough food.”

“You’re seriously inviting me to crash your romantic dinner date with your girlfriend?” He snorted, rolling his eyes playfully. “What does Nancy think of that?”

There was some shuffling on the other end, a bout of silence, then Robin was back on the line. “She’s giving me a weird look, nevermind. Now that I think about it, it wasn’t my best idea.”

“I love you both, but you know I can’t.”

The bell above the door jingled softly, drawing Steve’s attention away from his phone call and to whoever just walked in.

Shit. It was you.

You were dressed like you were supposed to be on your date, not here, hair and makeup done up all pretty, floaty dress in his favorite color swishing around your knees as you made your way into the store. It made him wonder if you chose that color on purpose, but he knew that you didn’t. You couldn’t have known you’d be seeing him tonight. Wishful thinking on his end though.

“Rob, I gotta go,” He blurted, straightening up behind the counter.

“Wait, what—”

“I gotta go, she’s—someone’s here, I gotta help her.”

“She? Oh my god, wait! Is it—”

“Have a nice date, tell Nance I said bye!” With that, Steve hung up, slamming the receiver onto the base with enough force to send it skittering a few inches. “Hey, Y/N.”

“Steve!” Your previously downturned lips lifted into a smile, one that had Steve’s heart thudding a little faster in his chest. It always did. “I didn’t know you were working tonight.”

See, you were also part of the reason he decided to take the extra shift today, but through no fault of your own. You’d mentioned earlier in the week while you were hanging out with him and Robin that someone had asked you out for tonight, and Steve didn’t really know how to feel about it.

You were friends, but had Steve been harboring a crush on you since pretty much the first day you met? Yes.

Did he feel an itching sense of jealousy that you were going on a date with someone that wasn’t him? Also yes.

Would he do anything about it? Probably not.

Okay, so maybe he knew exactly how he felt about it. Hell, he’d picked up an extra shift to distract himself from it.

“Yeah, I got called in last minute." A lie. "Aren’t you supposed to be on a date right now?” A casual, not at all hoping that it crashed and burned question. That would be mean. (But also a little gratifying for him.)

You chuckled, a tad bitter as you leaned forward, propping your elbows on the counter, the action sending a whiff of your perfume his way. Steve’s knees almost gave out. “Supposed to, yeah. But the guy never showed up.”

Steve had to fight a noise of surprise. What kind of dumbass would skip out on a date with you? “Really? That’s—that sucks, I’m sorry.”

“S’okay. Wasn’t really looking forward to it anyways.”

“Oh?”

“I didn’t really know him that well, honestly. He was a friend of a friend, asked me out in front of a bunch of people, and I didn’t really wanna turn him down and make it awkward.”

“You’re way too nice, Y/N. And he’s an idiot for standing you up.”

“Thanks, Steve.” You smiled warmly at him, patting his hand. Steve had to pretend his pulse wasn’t racing right now. “What about you? Why’re you here and not out with anyone?”

“I, uh—I didn’t really feel like going out tonight. Don’t think I’d be a very good date anyways.”

“Oh, you’re just being modest. What girl wouldn’t wanna spend Valentine’s Day with Steve Harrington?”

The one girl he wanted to spend this day with, he thought. You.

“You’d be surprised.” He muttered.

“Well then they’re idiots too.”

A small smile quirked his lips. “Thanks.”

“Hey, I just came to pick up some movies and spend the rest of my night shoveling down ice cream, but since we’re both here now and alone, d’you wanna…be alone together? Grab a bite to eat or do something?”

Steve’s shoulders slumped defeatedly. “I’d love to, but I—I can’t. I gotta stay here til the end of my shift, Keith’s been on my ass about taking off early and as much as I hate the guy, I don’t wanna get fired.”

“Oh, okay. Don’t worry about it, I’m, uh—it’s cool.” Was he hallucinating, or did you look disappointed?

“Would you maybe wanna, I dunno, stay here? We can watch whatever you want and I know where Robin keeps her work snack stash. That way we can be alone together and I don’t get chewed out again?” Steve blurted hopefully. He was honestly expecting you to say no. Why would you wanna spend the rest of your already shitty night with him in a dingy video store? But then your face split into the biggest smile and you nodded, rocking forward on the balls of your feet earnestly. “Go pick something out, I’ll grab the snacks.”

You scurried off to browse the near bare shelves, leaving Steve shaking his head amusedly in your wake as he watched you skim the tapes with a look of utmost concentration. He slipped into the back room to grab Robin’s last unopened bag of chips, making a mental note to buy more before tomorrow’s shift before returning to the video area.

He skimmed the store, spotting you in the romcom section, and when he made his way over, you were contemplating the last two tapes on the shelf.

You beamed at him upon spotting him. “Pretty in Pink or Sixteen Candles?”

“Am I allowed to say neither?”

“You said whatever I want, Steve.” You said pointedly, propping your hands on your hips.

“I did, didn’t I?” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose between two fingers. You let out a hum of pleasure, sliding your chosen movie off the shelf and wandering towards the TV in the corner. Steve hurried after you quickly, plucking the tape from between your fingertips and running away, not unlike a child would.

“Steve!” You huffed, whirling on your heel. He grinned mischievously at you, waving it in the air like a taunt. You caught up with him within seconds, lunging for the tape that he held up above his head and away from your outstretched hand. Your body was pressed against his as you reached for it, as you leaned against him in a fruitless attempt to overpower him. “Steve, gimme the tape!”

“No!” He laughed, but that laughter very soon trickled off as soon as he realized your proximity. You were so close, he could see the color of your eyes clear as day, looking right back at him. You’d fallen quiet too, as if you’d come to the same realization.

You were nose to nose, faces a hair’s breadth away from each other, the stolen tape in Steve’s hands long forgotten. Every fiber in his body was telling him to pull away, because the longer he stayed here the weirder it would be when he finally did manage to retreat, but no matter how hard he willed himself to move, he couldn’t. Instead, his eyes flicked down to your lips. Your breath hitched almost imperceptibly.

“Steve?” You whispered, gaze darting around his own face.

“Yeah?”

“Kiss me.”

You didn’t have to tell him twice.

Steve dropped the tape immediately, closing the gap between you and pressing his lips against yours. His hands came up to cup your face, holding you firm but kissing you soft, like he was preparing himself to pull away if you did. But from the way you were returning his kiss, how your hands clutched at the front of his vest to keep him this close, it didn’t feel like you’d be pulling away anytime soon, and that spurred him on even more.

One hand slid down to settle at your waist, the other curling around the back of your neck as he tilted his head, deepening the kiss just a little bit.

Steve’s lips felt tingly when he pulled away, tasted of your cherry lip gloss when his tongue darted out to lick them. He was sure to have a little bit on his mouth now, but it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Not by a long shot. Cherry might’ve just become his new favorite flavor.

“I really like you.” He breathed, chest heaving against yours. Your lips curved into a soft smile—the same smile that nearly sent Steve’s brain short circuiting every time it was aimed his way.

“After that kiss, I’d sure hope so,” You replied, smoothing out his wrinkled shirt as best you could. “I like you too, just so you know. Part of the reason I was so okay with my date ditching me. He wasn’t you.”

Steve could only beam at you, going in for another kiss. In his excitement, he missed his mark, hitting the corner of your mouth instead, but he didn’t care. The girl he wanted all along actually liked him back, and it only took one failed date and an extra shift to find out.

Maybe working on Valentine’s Day wasn’t so bad after all.

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