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blueprint-han · 3 years

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autumn and honeysuckle.

pairing: han x (fem) reader.

genre: marriage au ; fluff. (can you see how enamored I am for marriage aus-)

⇥ warnings: none, just an autumn date with hannie 🥺 slight kissing here and there but not suggestive at all.

wc: 1.06 K (why do i never write blurbs ; - ;)

⇥ disclaimer: this fiction does not aim to represent the activities of the real Han Jisung, nor does it represent JYPE in any form. Events are pure fiction. ♡

type: drabble.

network tag: @stayverse @districtninewriters @inkidz + @sunoo-luvs

part of: the url drabble game; requested by @hanniiesuckle17 (requests for this are closed now!)

credit: this idea was inspired by this prompt list! 🥰

↯ note: I was literally so dumb™ I didn’t know honeysuckle was a fucking plant. 😭 I thought it was a part of a beehive or something how stupid of me I’ll go boo at myself. 😔 But !!!!! Hope I could fulfill my duty to the queen herself, and thank you for requesting! Happy reading. <3 Also where I live we don’t have autumn as a season, so please be mindful that this is completely based on my rusty knowledge from movies. ⇥ dawn.☀️

Autumn, in all honesty, was one of your favorite seasons. The fresh smell of maple and pinecone wafting through the air, drinking spiced lattes and munching on apple pie, drowning in oversized sweaters — admittedly, it was all too joyous for you. Anticipation ran through you once the month of September rolled around, and dried, orange leaves adorned the roads, crunching under your feet when you strolled around.

And your husband loved it all too equally. After all, you’d met Jisung in the lovely season of autumn. If you were to look back, you had no idea that the boy curled up under a tree with a book in his hand and headphones covering his ears would end up being your lover — but hey, you weren’t complaining. If anything, autumn held more significance because of that.

And autumn wreaths were a timely tradition for you. You admittedly loved decorating your house with pretty ornaments when any occasion rolled by — be it thanksgiving, Halloween, or Christmas. and decorating the house often lead to “expeditions” — which really meant just you and Jisung walking hand in hand through a park, stealing occasional kisses and giggles from each other.

So, when you snuck out of Jisung’s embrace (despite his infinite whines and protests), threw him a shirt to wear and pulled him along with you to the park, Jisung wasn’t surprised in the slightest. Your husband could do nothing but scramble behind you, watching you chatter away about how you’d planned to design the autumn wreaths with a loving gaze. You looked so pretty under the rustic orange of the park — the maple trees and pine cones were pretty, but you underneath them were incomparable.

The thing that you found the most adorable was that Jisung brought his trusty pillow along with him and almost fell asleep on your shoulder as you were searching for a good spot to make the wreath because according to him, you’d quote unquote “disturbed his sleep by not allowing him his fair dose of cuddles.” So clingy, Jisung was so clingy. But you would be lying if you said that you didn’t love it when Jisung got clingy.

“Okay, you go collect the flowers— Jisung, gooo!” You giggled when your husband pulled you into his embrace. You’d found a spot under a tall, fairly shady tree and were about to search for flowers and dried leaves— if your husband hadn’t immediately pulled you into his embrace and nuzzled into your neck, murmuring something incoherently that kinda sounded like “But this is so comfy I don’t wanna leave.”

“One second, I need to have my daily dose of wifey Y/N before I leave her.” Jisung whined, almost sleepily.

“Oh gosh,” You scoffed playfully. “You’re not leaving me you oaf! Go!” Jisung pulled away but didn’t release his hold on you, pouting like an absolute child as he looked at you with sleepy eyes. “No.”

You knew what he wanted — you knew him like the back of your own hand, after all. If there was one thing that got Jisung to fly on top of the clouds, you were the one who knew it. Being married to him for three years had made you learn enough about him,t he same vice versa.

And so, you leaned in, stealing a tiny kiss from him before letting him linger over your lips for a second.

“Now go!!”

You quickly pushed Jisung with a hearty laugh before spreading a sheet onto the leafy floor of the park relishing the way the leaves crunched under each step. Taking out the flexible yet sturdy wires you’d neatly rolled up to shape a wreath, you started picking out leaves from around you, using golden rope to tie it all together. You’d also brought along some beads to decorate it with along with tiny maple syrup bottle shaped charms, but the wreath somehow seemed to be devoid of something you couldn’t quite place.

It had been about ten minutes later that Jisung returned, his hair mussed up because he’d used his beanie to carry the flowers he’d picked from what seemed like the other side of the garden. You almost cooed over how cute he looked — disheveled hair, sleepy eyes, pouty lips and his caramel skin almost complimenting the orangey tone surrounding him.

“What did you bring?” You sat on your knees as Jisung sat cross legged beside you, placing the beanie in front of you both before picking out a single flower from the bunch. The flower he held didn’t have any vibrant colored petals, but it exuded an immense fragrance, once that captivated you in an instant.

A little smile creaked as your husband’s lips as he said. “A hanniesuckle.” He laid special stress on the first part.

You narrowed your eyes, biting the inside of your cheek as you tried to prevent yourself from laughing (or groaning) at the obvious pun he’d tried to intend. Staying silent. Jisung started to fumble for an explanation.

“Get it? Because Hannie and honeysuckle makes-”

You decided to free him from the embarrassment of having to explain the stupidly adorable pun he’d just made, leaning in to place a gentle kiss over the tip of his nose, cupping his cheeks and kissing his lips soon after. Jisung sighed, pecking you once, twice, thrice before pulling away to look at you, and the blush that had made an appearance on his cheeks made you melt over and over again — you couldn’t quite get over how cute your husband was.

“I get it, and you need to stop being so cute, ‘hanniesuckle’“ You used air quotations at the pun. “You’re dangerous for my heart.” Huffing, you pinched his cheeks where he’s blushed like the sunset.

“Hey, you know you signed up for it when you said yes.” Your husband intertwined your fingers with his own, placing a peck on the back of your hand.

“Oh that wasn’t a complaint, Mr. Han. Now you wanna help me knit these ‘hanniesuckles’ into the wreath?”

Jisung grew flustered yet again, mumbling a small “Of course, Mrs. Han” before he started handing you the flowers, gazing at your concentrated eyes as you stitched the fragrant flowers them in.

Neither to say, the wreath looked very pretty when you hung it on the front door, but then again — you were incomparable.

↯ note: 🕯️ ignore me this is just a small prayer that tumblr doesn’t make me battle the tags yet again 🕯️ may the tumblr gods be in my favor atleast this once ;-; 🕯️ ⇥ dawn.☀️

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maries-gallery · 3 years

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hey hey !

I was hoping you'd do a matchup for me ?

pronouns | she - her

sexuality | straight

likes |

i love to read ! It's one of my favourite things.

i have a habit of sleeping in the sun alot.

music ! it's usually always on in my room, it helps me cope.

I like to always dress up, even if I'm never out and about.

I like kittens alot, and bunnies I have my own two kittens !

ideal partner |

someone who's in it for the long run.

someone I can dance in the middle of the night with.

and doesn't wear me out, a person who'd just sit with me sometimes.

and to take care of me, I'm sick so I need to be taken care of to exist-

oh, and they can have fun and tease me.

type | nsfw and sfw please !

appearance | I'm 4'8, olive skin, curly wavy black hair and big brown eyes

extra things | I stutter alot

thank you !

good luck on doing the matchups

have a wonderful day 🕊️

always, 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑎

Match ups are closed

Hello there ! First I wanna say that you sound so cute and really aesthetic ? I get real cottage core vibes here and this is so satisfying.

Now, I match you with Jean ! (Although it was a close tie with Reiner)

SFW :

- For him it would be love at first sight. You are just so adorable and nice and kind... Truly, in his eyes you are too good and pure for this world. Honestly his heart just melts in his chest, world stopping around him when his eyes land on your form. Speaking of which, the first time the both of you were probably kids and lived in the same village. Yes Jean has had feelings for you for a long time now and guess what ? There is not a day during which his heart has not beat for you.

- The first time the two of you met was as children, he had been out and about to help his mother bring home some bread and food when he caught you dozing in your garden, sun gently caressing your skin and grass making a soft bed for you to rest upon. He just stopped a moment to admire you and his mother had to call him at least four times before he got a move. Ever since then he tried to approach you without ever really having the courage too. He tried to bring pies and cakes to your house, claiming his mother had made them for your family, and tried to catch glimpses of you in the garden or outside. He was just so smitten with you and you didn’t even know he existed. But one day he finally got the courage to approach you and the two of you became very good friends ! That was also the first time he heard your voice and your stutters just made him blush so hard. No need to say, his crush slowly left place to a strong and everlasting love, never to change across the years. He also adores the more teasing and playful side of your personality which just complements his own so well.

- He absolutely loved everything about you. From your sweet and kind personality to your quirky habits of sleeping outside, having music on all the damn time, or dressing up for no reason. It was all perfect to him. His heart swells in his chest to the point of exploding when he sees you interacting with kittens or bunnies or any small animal really... And well he is not really one to read but he loves to see you engrossed in a book, turning pages after pages or hearing your voice as you read aloud... Actually the two of you made it a habit, you meet in the afternoon on sunny days, lay under a tree and he just listens to you as you read him a story. He also always sticks up for you and never leaves your side.

- But then you grew up and the two of you joined the corps... You became one of the iconic duos there, always together and sticking up for each other. Jean being super protective of you and you being a pure ray of sunshine, always managing to highlight the softest side of this man. And after a particularly hard expedition that’s when Jean decided he had enough. He didn’t want nor intended on spending his years swallowing up his feelings and fearing for your life all the time. He wanted you to know how hard his heart beat for you, how you meant everything. Gosh he wanted the whole world to know that he was so damn in love with you and had been for the longest of time. Luckily for him you returned his feelings, and this made him the happiest man alive.

- Now, Jean is a huge romantic (even if this may not shine through at first). Your happiness and well being are his top priorities and he is dead set on making it out with you, to live your own fairy tale once this is all over. I can see him planning and daydreaming about your marriage and a life together very early on in the relationship (or even before that to be honest). He just loves you so much and knows that you are the one for him. That said, he’d be even more protective of you after the two of you start dating, quitting whatever he was doing to help you if you needed help, always ready to punch someone if they were to insult or tease you for your stutters. And yeah, God have mercy on whoever makes you cry or hurts you because he definitely won’t. He already lost Marco and won’t let anything happen to you.

- Overall his love for you is very pure and wholesome. He doesn’t even really think of you in a sexual way (well not before you start getting sexual that is). He just wants to hug you, cuddle you, kiss you and bring a smile to your face, make your heart warm in your chest like you do to him. That said he would definitely be the type to spin you around in your living room, in the dead of the night and in the silence of your home. He’d also draw you and paint you and would ask you to model for him very often. He’d be the kind to lazily play with your hair as an outlet for his nerves. But he also loves it when the two of you can have silly banters or playfully tease each other. He’d chase you around the room to tickle you to death, would squish your cheeks together to laugh at how you look like a blob fish and would carry you around, laughing at your silly attempts to get out of his grasp.

- Then another amazing feature of your relationship is probably how you are always very supportive of one another. Jean tends to feel very insecure deep down and you know it, thus you always have a kind and reassuring word for him whenever he feels down. Just like he always has words and gestures for you when something is wrong, ready to listen to you and hold you.

- Honestly the two of you are just so beautiful together and such a good pair. He’d respect your boundaries and is a very soft boyfriend. He also brags to everyone about how wonderful his girlfriend is, regardless of how shy you may be.

Song :

Adore You, Harry Styles

Scenario :

The soft glow of the moon showered the dark living room in faint rays of light. Stars were out to admire the spectacle below, two lovers dancing to the beat of their own drum, ignorant of time slipping by and day approaching fast. In their own world, away from everyone and everything, secured in the comfort of their home after years of fighting for peace.

One step to the right, one to the left. And repeat. Jean’s arms held you close to him, never letting go. A hand on your waist and another holding your hand to guide you in a slow dance. His nose buried in your hair, inhaling as he hummed a soft tune for the two of you only, a few howls and creatures of the night accompanying him in his solo. You leaned against his chest, ear pressed against his heart and listened to it beat just for you.

He gently cradled you, swinging the both of you from side to side, careful not to bump into any furniture. Although the couch and coffee table had been pushed back against the walls to make room for your performance.

His loving eyes glanced down at you, a tender smile curving his lips.

How had he gotten so lucky ? He had loved you for so long, the two of you had seen and lived through so much. And still there you were, peacefully dancing in the living room after the world nearly came to an end.

He still remembered the first time he saw you, he was 10 back then. You were lazily lying on the grass, eyes closed and locks of hair softly ruffled by the gentle wind, sun shining down on you like you were its very own child. From that moment on he had been yours. You had stolen his heart without even looking at him, without even knowing he existed.

During all these years he had admired you, loving you in silence and watching after you, marvelling at every smile and every laugh, every moment the two of you shared. And now here you were, resting in his hold, your heart his as much as his was yours. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Now with nothing on your way, the future has never looked brighter. And although the past may cling onto you, you’d face it hand in hand, ready to take over the world again and finally live your happily ever after.

And this happy ever after started tonight as Jean gently let go of you, spinning you around and then getting down on one knee, hand going to his pocket and retrieving a small box.

And there, under the kind gaze of the Moon, your boyfriend looked at you, stars in his eyes rivalling the sky’s.

“Would you be mine forever ?”

NSFW :

- Jean is traditionally a gentle dominant. He is here to serve and loves to take care of you. Very gentle in all everything he does, every touch he leaves on your aching body and every kiss he places on your begging skin. He wants nothing more than to hear you moan and to feel you twitch and crumble in his hands. His favourite positions would be missionary and cowgirl. He loves eye contact and the view, how he gets to see every expression you make. He also has amazing access to your shoulders, neck and face, perfect to rain kisses and love bites on your skin as he thrusts into you.

- He can honestly be both gentle and passionate or rough and fast. In function of what you want and how he feels in the moment. But rest assured that he loves to take his sweet sweet time with you, to savour your touch and the warmth of your body pressed flush against his. That said you’d be completely satisfied and full after a session with Jean. His objective is to please you and give you a good time and he is not straying away from it. He also sees sex as a very romantic and special thing so expect lots of soft and gentle gestures like holding hands, eye contacts, brushes of his lips on your jaw and whispers of how beautiful you are and how much he loves you.

- But don’t be fooled, guy is also a huge huge tease, he knows perfectly what he is doing and how crazy he makes you by barely dragging his fingers on your skin, from your chess to your inner thighs. Foreplays just last forever with him, with you begging for his touch and him very casually and innocently asking you why you are being so fidgety when he barely touched you yet. Yes, that is the problem, Sir. He’d let his hand ghost over your entrance and would steal your breath with a kiss, all the while enjoying how you wiggle your hips in an attempt to bring him closer, to have him touch you where you want him the most.

- When it comes to kinks he has a huge daddy kink and loves to please his sweet little baby girl, he’d compliment and praise you in the dirtiest of ways, whispering in your ear how good you are doing for daddy and how he is proud of his pretty baby girl. On the other hand, praise him and he’ll be putty in your hands, passion flooding through his veins and he just can’t stop himself from making a mess out of you, picking up his pace and giving you exactly what you want. He is just so weak for you. He also has a breeding kink and the thought of one day having a family of your own just... Drives him wild with desire and love for you. He also has a size kink and loves feeling himself inside of you by pressing a hand on your abdomen. But overall he is just very much vanilla.

- He isn’t particularly loud when he moans, but he does a lot of talking and praising. Then he also grunts and sighs in your ear and when he finally reaches his high he’d let out the prettiest and sweetest call of your name. Your moans really gets him going too and he just loves to hear you, would sometimes ask you to moan louder just so he can bathe in the sound of your pretty voice.

That’s it ! Hope you enjoyed it and take care of yourself :))

#aot x reader #snk x reader #Matchups #jean x reader

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blehbleehhhh · 4 years

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An EreMika Baby😍💕

idkwhatimdoingsometimes has a ridiculously adorable request that I cant wait to share: "Hi! Hope you're doing ok❤️ can I suggest a eremika family fanfic where eren has to go away for a few days for a job in the survey corps and then returns home to greet his waifu and baby son and he just becomes super loving and doting? I thought about this last night at like 3am and thought it was adorable ❤️❤️❤️" So, I think I died after writing this. Way too cute of an idea. Don't come for me when you get a fluff induced heart attack. Sorry it took me a while to write, but I hope you all enjoy the sweetest couple ev as parents 😭❤️ Not all of the recent crazy shit in the canon-verse has transpired in this case.

It's been well over a year since the titans were successfully eradicated and there are many towns filled with homes that must be repaired. Levi has some very big shoes to fill after assuming Erwin's position as commander of The Su͏r͏vey Corps. Many of his talented soldiers have received some well deserved promotions such as Eren and Jean, who are now squad captains that lead their own soldiers to be just as fierce as themselves. Quite a few of them have joined the large group that gathered to help rebuild Connie's old village and wonderful things were done by the military in the hopes of helping humanity to start over. Nobody understands that desire better than Eren, who managed to mend the fragile relationship with his childhood friend Mikasa after the shifters were cured a few years back. They became inseparable immediately and have been an item for almost two years now, so it certainly wasn't long until a bed was added to the mix. And with the titans finally gone, everyone is feeling much more comfortable bringing children into the world again. The day that her pregnancy was discovered, they both agreed that one would always stay behind whenever expeditions arise in the off chance something horrific happens that would leave their baby son, Hannes, without his adoring parents. That was also the day Eren risked his life by suggesting a much deserved early retirement, since it's no longer necessary for her to be tethered at his hip. Mikasa's reaction was a gamble given her unpredictable pregnancy hormones at the time, though he truly wasn't surprised when she so passionately insisted that being soldiers has already made them good parents. His heart shattered as he watched tears stream down her face and slight confusion overcome her because something that was once so simple to control has now turned almost impossible for the moment. It was very obvious to the young man that she felt unsure as to why this reaction was so powerful at all. They both know that on any other occasion when trying to explain how much she loves what they do, especially now that they're really getting the chance to help others, wouldn't have made her break down. He'd conceded immediately of course, heartbroken and kicking himself extra hard for making her cry even though his instincts scream to protect her and their, at the time, unborn baby. After growing up together, living through a literal hell, and now that his shifting ability is cured, Eren fully intends to live out the rest of his days with this incredible woman.

Horse hooves gallop through an expansive valley before the old, abandoned castle that The Survey Corps now call home. They have been gone for three days now, so everyone felt a wave of relief and some even laughed with excitement. But the young father can only focus his attention on the barn visible in the distance and push his steed to gallop even harder. Thoughts of finally getting to hold Mikasa and their baby have been pleasantly clouding his mind since he kissed her goodbye a few days earlier, when they smiled as they conversed about how amazing this little boy is already because even the great Commander Levi can be seen frequently showing some degree of amusement since his birth. Uncle Armin is naturally Hannes's Godfather and seems to get a great amount of good from him as well. Who wouldn't love to see the toothless grin that he's recently discovered is possible to make, or look into those piercing little emeralds? This baby has been a gift to them all and with some other soldiers finally beginning to settle down, more tiny tots are sure to follow. Somehow while in casual conversation with comrades a few days earlier, the question was asked if he and Mikasa have considered adding another baby to their sweet little family. His immediate reaction was to smile and say no, that they haven't even thought about having a second child yet since she just had Hannes only three months ago. It was a lot to get used to at first that’s for sure, but the couple would absolutely die for their son and love him more than life itself.

The horses trotted up to the barn in unison as their hooves crunch through dried up leaves scattered on the autumn ground. Eren smiles as he swiftly dismounts his horse and allows his very fatigued mind to linger that crazy schedule the baby has his girl on. It's very strict, and his own body woke him up consistently while he was gone because he's so used to the way their old bed frame sometimes creaks when she attempts to sneak out of his arms to nurse their son, that he actually longs to hear it again. He lives for those heartwarming moments when she crawls back in bed afterwards and cuddles into him so she rests her cheek on his chest, because then he gets to feel how quickly she drifts off to sleep with those soft breaths on his neck. Fuck, I missed them so much. Eren smiles to himself as he gathers his tack with one arm and locks his horse in its stall, then half runs into the tack room to put everything away. He weaves himself through that hoard of soldiers and books it from the barn, completely ignoring Armin's friendly greeting from where he sat playing cards with some of their comrades because he’s so determined to get upstairs. But it didn't bother the blond at all, he simply smiled and shook his head. "I truly cannot think of two people who deserve to be happier." Eren heard him say and others in the room agree enthusiastically, a remark that he couldn't help but smile at. It's around mid day now, which means that Mikasa has already finished nursing their son and put him down for a nap, and will most likely be asleep herself. He opens the door carefully to avoid it's annoying creak and felt instant relief come over him to see his son safely sprawled out on his back, fast asleep in the crib at the end of their bed. He smiles as he carefully closes the door behind him and silently removes his boots, fixating his eyes on his girl while she sleeps peacefully curled up in a ball under the blankets. He sneaks around the crib to crawl into bed behind her and gingerly slides an arm under the pillow far from where her head lies, then drapes the other over her side to gently tuck his hand underneath. There was a sudden soft sigh when she slowly stretched her body back into his warm embrace, giving one glance over her shoulder with a sleepy smile as she blinks away her drowsiness. He always thought it was cute when she did stuff like that.

"You're back.." Mikasa mumbles as she turns her upper half to lean in for a sweet, welcoming kiss on the lips. "Try to keep your voice down, he's not sleeping well for me today." She yawns quietly into her hand and rests her head on the pillow once more, smiling wide as he presses light kisses to her cheek.

"Aw, poor kid." Eren whispers and smirks as she turns her head to meet his gaze, knowing that he loves this woman more than words can say. Hell, he always has. "Maybe he just missed his daddy."

"I know I missed his daddy.." She chuckles sleepily as her eyes flicker between those incredible emeralds and his highly kissable lips.

"Is that right?" He smiles and raises an eyebrow as he gently cradles her cheek in his hand, and she nods her head enthusiastically. Of course his amusement only grows as she leans in to kiss him, forcing them both to silence their own quiet laughter as not to wake the precious baby sleeping nearby. The last thing he needs is to be woken up before he's ready.

"So, how’d it go?"

"Exceptionally well. I believe we rebuilt around forty homes on this trip.”

"Gosh, I bet you looked really hot being all sweaty and whatnot..." Mikasa smiles between their soft, persistent kisses in response to his muffled laugh. "It's too bad that I wasn't there to see your incredible muscles in all their muscly glory.."

"Muscly glory?" Eren pulls away, pressing his lips together to keep himself from laughing aloud and smiling as he sits back to gaze into her eyes. "What the hell is that?"

"Heh, I’m sorry. I guess I’m still a little sleepy.."

"I know you're sleepy, Mika. It's pretty cute."

"You shut your mouth, hot shot, you're pretty cute yourself." Their attention is drawn to the foot of the bed when the baby suddenly stirs in his sleep, stretching his arms and legs before falling motionless once more with a tiny, squeaky sigh. Mikasa slowly sits up and blinks, clearing her vision to clear her vision that his little eyelids are still closed. The bed moves beside her and she can feel a wide grin stretch across her face when a pair of lips press tenderly against her cheek.

"You're both exceedingly adorable, you know. It's unacceptable." Eren chuckles lightly and pulls away to look at her as tears run down rosy, porcelain cheeks. He frowns as he moves his hand to gently cradle her opposite cheek and brought her closer to softly kiss those tears away. She grasps his wrist and gives a loving squeeze as he sits back to study her face. He smiles at her small grin of amusement and gently pushes his fingers through her hair. "Are you ever going to stop crying about how cute he is?"

"I mean, probably not.."

"I don't think you've stopped being weepy since you gave birth. Are you sure you're feeling okay?"

"I'm fine, gosh," Mikasa smiles, chuckling softly as she leans in to plant a kiss on his concerned frown. "And I worry to much?"

"You do worry to much and you know it. I just, I remember a few times from some of my old man's patients where women who give birth can become more sensitive. Often first time mothers, too."

"Look, I appreciate your concern, okay?" She says, their voices still at the same whispers as they gently rub the tips of their noses together. "But I would tell you if I were feeling sad."

"Would you?"

"Meh..."

"Exactly."

"No, seriously, I'll be upfront with you. We promised that to each other when we started dating, don't you remember?"

"Of course I do." Eren smiles as he presses his lips to hers and is pleased to feel these kisses returned so sweetly, the way they always are. He reaches for the silky hair invading their kiss and carefully pushes it aside, following her back slowly with their lips locked as he cradles her cheek in his large hand. They pull apart slowly after the need for air became too great to ignore and he smirks as he gazes lovingly into her eyes. "You're right, I'm sorry." He kisses her again and again, and pretty soon they were both trying desperately not to laugh aloud. But they were much more successful after the second time they pulled away and he suddenly found himself laying on his back. He adorably bites his lip as he moves his arm aside for her to cuddle into him and she couldn’t help but laugh to herself because the sight of someone known for being so tough has the sweetest soft side. She grins and happily takes her place laying up against him as he tightens his strong arm around her waist, knowing that he’s already more than used to the butterflies that’ll arise automatically from her lips smiling on his neck.

"Heh, thank you." Mikasa yawns softly as she listens to the comforting sound of his healthy heart beat and observes their little boy continue to sleep soundly. "I didn't think I'd get him down for his nap. He slept pretty well for me last night, though. Only woke up twice."

"That's wonderful. I was worried he wouldn't sleep well for you while I was gone since his routine would be all screwed up."

"He definitely loves being rocked to sleep by his daddy.."

"I missed you two so much it's honestly crazy."

"We missed you too." She smiles on his neck and presses her lips to this space as she lightly traces a small heart in the center of his chest. "I love you." Her lips smile against his skin once more when he kisses the top of her head.

"I love you too. You're mine for always."

"My heart only beats for you and our precious baby.." Mikasa smiles wide as she kisses up to his jaw and pulls away to rest her head on his chest. He lays his cheek on the top of her head as they cuddle together in silence and enjoy each other's company. The baby awakens gradually as his tiny hands wander up to rub his sleepy eyes and stretches out his limbs. His parents smile adoringly at their little boy as he watches them intently. "Gosh, both of my boys are so handsome.." She giggles softly as the hand resting on her hip slowly rubs along her side.

"Yeah, you're right, sometimes it is like I'm looking in a mirror." Eren says and she can hear the endearing change to his dreamy voice, even that his heartbeat increases with excitement. "So, did he laugh for you while I was gone? Or did I miss that milestone too like I missed the very first time he rolled over?" That was a heartbreaking moment for the young man who wasn't even on a mission at the time, but simply completing tasks on his 'hunny-do' list elsewhere. But without fail, his girlfriend had scooped up their baby boy and ran as safely as she could to share the incredible news with him. And when he finally saw Hannes roll over for the first time, he couldn't help but clap and smile his praises.

"Nope, though I got close a few times when he rolled on his belly. He was stuck for a little bit longer today so he wasn’t very happy with me," She giggles when their son flashes a wide, gummy grin and her heart feels absolutely full with the addition of Eren's genuine laughter. "Were you, baby boy?"

"His smile is adorable like yours."

"But those are your incredible eyes and handsome facial features in mini form." Mikasa turns her head slightly and presses her smile to the underside of his chin before she slides out of bed. She walks over to the crib and carefully lifts the baby into her arms, propping him up against her chest with his chin on her shoulder as she gently cradles the back of his head in her hand. "I'm certain that your mother would absolutely lose her mind over this little cutie..." She smiles as she softly kisses her baby's temple and one of his chubby cheeks, joyful eyes already locked on her loving boyfriend.

"Gosh, you think? Give him here, please, I've been dying to hold him for days." Eren smiles as he sits up in bed and takes his son, gently cradling his head in his hand with the other stretched under his back for a stable base. "Ah, there's my little guy.” He chuckles as he brings him closer to plant a kiss on his forehead. The baby reaches up to touch his father's nose and his smile, all while maintaining a still expression like he's utterly fascinated. "Wow, I sure missed you." He smiles and kisses the baby's fingertips as they feel across his lips, taking in all of his facial features.

"I love to watch you with him," Mikasa smiles as she climbs into bed beside her boyfriend and their son plays with one of his fingers. It's clearly too large for him to hold since he needs to use both tiny hands, but Hannes could care less based on that wide grin. "You're such a great Daddy."

"Loving him is easy. Hannes is both of us and I think that's pretty incredible."

"I always like to think that he has an angel on his shoulder watching over him. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I do. I like that." Eren turns to her and gives a smile that would have been bigger if her eyes weren't tearing up. The only good thing that comes from situations like these is how beautiful her eyes become, more so than they are already. That incredible man meant a lot to both of them, so his brutal death was particularly horrific. "Big Hannes. One hell of a guardian angel, that's for sure." They smile as they lean in to share a sweet, comforting kiss and their baby coos joyfully in his father's arms. "I'm absolutely crazy about you, you know." He smiles as she lovingly rubs the tip of her nose against his and gives a gentle, playful pull on his son's hands with the finger they continue to squeeze. His thumb lightly rubs over the top of his tiny hands and the young man frowns at the soft sniffles coming from his girl.

"Well, I've been crazy about you longer." She giggles as he crashes his lips crash against hers and runs her thumb over the dimple on his cheek.

"I don’t know about that, but I'm pretty sure I hid it better. Apparently everyone except for me knew that you were into me."

"You're the most handsome, oblivious human being I've ever met." Mikasa smile as they turn their attention down to the baby, who has adorably stuffed his tiny fist into his mouth. Surly if he were a few weeks older he would be gracing them with fits of laughter based on that familiar, playful expression that leads to everyone seeing his toothless grin so often. She watches in high amusement as her boyfriend carefully lays their baby on the bed and tickles his stomach. The little boy removes his fist from his mouth to give a wide, gummy grin that made both of his parents laugh. "He's so cute that I'm actually crying."

"I can't get enough of him. God, he smiles like you. Did you know that, Hannes? You smile just like your mommy." Eren laughs as he lightly tickles under the baby's chin with his fingertip, then gives his nose a gentle poke. "You even have her cute little nose." He smiles as she buries her face in the crook of his neck and a dainty hand slides around the width of his bicep. The dainty hands that have killed for him and the sake of humanity, for the chance to have a moment just like this.

"Goodness, you literally have not stopped flirting with me since you got home..." Mikasa grins as she presses her lips to his tanned cheek.

"I haven't been home for three days, babe."

"What, you're playing catch up are you?"

"Basically." He looks into her eyes with a dreamy smile and her heart flutters the way it always does.

"You're the worst..."

"I love you too." The way he laughs tells her that she's never seen him this content, at least not in a very long time. His energy couldnt feel more bubbly nowadays, which coincidentally began when their relationship was finally allowed to blossom and peaked the day that Hannes was born. "Do you have any idea how much daddy worried about you while he was gone?" Eren smiles as he gently rubs his thumb over the top of his son's hands and receives an impressive grip on his finger. "That's right, I lost count how many times I had to reassure myself that you and mommy were perfectly safe."

"We managed while daddy was away, huh, Hannes?" Mikasa giggles as she watches Eren's fingers gently tickle over the baby's stomach, making him squeal loudly in merriment. A different sound that the young parents haven't heard but a few other times before. They look to each other in shock, and one smiles wide as she pats the other's shoulder excitedly. "W-was that it?! Did he?!"

"He's so close! Come on little guy!" Eren smiles as he gentle tickles once again, making the baby react in the same adorable way. "Drastic times call for drastic measures. It always works to get you laughing, so, I wonder..." He says as he pushes the baby's shirt over his plump little belly and leans down to gently blow on his stomach. That did it. The baby immediately bursts into hysterical giggles and squeals with excitement once more as his ecstatic mother wipes away her tears of pure joy. Eren laughs as the baby continues giggling and playfully flails his little limbs excitedly. He sits up to look into those tiny eyes and smiles as his girl lovingly dusts the fuzzy chocolate hairs from the their son's face.

"Oh, my precious baby!" Mikasa smiles as leans down to give repeated kisses to his chubby cheek, making the baby giggle enthusiastically in response. "Heh, now that he's figured out how to laugh, we're gonna get to hear it all the time. I'm so excited!" She says in a way that makes the baby smile and the couple laugh together as he presses a kiss to her cheek, carefully resting his chin on her shoulder. "Oh, you are just too cute!"

"He really is." Eren smiles as he wraps his arm around her waist and touches the other to the baby's cheek. He gives a playful, gentle pinch and is rewarded with an adorable giggle and matching toothless grin. "Thank you for braving through that horrific pain for us to have him."

"Horrific pain is an understatement. I thought my shattered rib cage was the worst pain ever but it's definitely worth it."

"So, you would consider...?"

"Having another baby?" Mikasa smiles as she gently pokes the tip of her son's nose and the young couple laugh at the sound of his contagious giggles. She kisses his little cheek and pulls away to look into those dazzling emeralds that perfectly resemble his father's eyes. The baby boy grins as he flails his arms and legs happily, making them poor over their coos of joy. "Heh, let's just enjoy him for a little longer."

"I'm not saying that I wanted to right now, silly girl. I was thinking we could start trying when he turns one, if you were okay with that of course."

"Alright," She agrees enthusiastically as she turns to meet his gaze with an adorable smile and blushes lightly at his dreamy smirk. "I'd be okay with that. Can you handle me being pregnant again?"

"Oh, good point.." He says to her in a way that clearly conveys he's teasing and smiles as she kisses him on the lips. "Mikasa, you literally aren't any different than you are normally when you're pregnant. Just maybe slightly more moody, but only if I haven't fed you in at least an hour."

"Really?"

"Seriously. So, stop worrying about that. Besides, if anything like the times you couldn't control your tears happens again, I have no problem holding my girl." He lovingly tightens his arm around her waist and kisses the side of her neck as he smoothes his hand over the baby's belly. Eren chuckles to himself when he feels tiny hands playing with his fingers and looks up with a smile. "What are you doing, Hannes? Hm?" The baby grins as he studies his father's eyes and sleepily blinks his tiny eyelids.

"I love hearing you call me your girl. It’s still so surreal.” She smiles as she watches him gingerly slide a hand under the baby's head and low back to lift him off the bed. He adjusts him carefully in his arms as he rises out of bed and cradles the boy safely against his solid form. Mikasa sits up and brings her knees up to her chest as she watches him with their little boy. He’s a natural. "It's attractive how great you are with children, you know..."

"Watch it." He smirks and shifts his focus down to the baby as he carefully supports the back of his head in his hand. This is what Eren always does when they've been struggling with getting Hannes to sleep. They aren't even sure why it works so well when he clearly doesn't have a favorite. But it's something he loves to do, to cradle the baby safely in his arms as he slowly rocks from side to side. Since the baby's face is resting in his father's direction, Eren could hear those soft whimpers of retaliation because he'd much rather be awake socializing with his parents. "It's alright, buddy. Daddy's gotcha." He frowns as he kisses the tears from his son’s rosy cheek and glances up to meet Mikasa's loving gaze. They share a smile as she rests her chin on her arms and watches his paternal side come out, gradually gaining control of the little cries their baby whimpers. Eren makes careful movements with the baby in his arms until he was cradled against his father's chest somewhat unhappily, though that's only because he doesn't want to fall asleep yet. The young man tilts his arm up carefully to plant a soft kiss to his son's forehead as he continues to soothe him to sleep. It's surprising to the couple that it seems to be working so quickly today, since within a few minutes of that first tiny cry of retaliation, Hannes's eyelids were fluttering shut once more.

"My hero..." She whispers and grins when he playfully rolls his eyes.

"Why don't you try and get some rest?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I got this. Seriously, I don't want to see those beautiful eyes again for at least an hour and that's an order."

"Yes, Captain Jaeger." Mikasa smiles as she reclines back in bed and cuddles with her pillow. She watches him through sleepy eyes as a grin plasters on that handsome face and he slowly sways from side to side. His attention flickers between his two greatest loves and he smiles at the baby's sigh of content. It was clear from how Hannes struggles to keep his eyes open that it wouldn't be long now until he'll fall asleep once more and give his father a much needed cuddle session. He glances over his shoulder to see that Mikasa had finally given in to fatigue, just like their little one.

"You two are so much alike already." Eren whispers to his son and smiles as he slowly wanders over to the rocking chair in the corner of the bedroom. He takes care when he sits down as not to disturb the baby and grabs the blanket that was draped over the back of the chair so he could cover his legs, all the way up to the baby's chest. Hannes's eyes open momentarily and his father can see tears waiting to pool over from those litttle emeralds. He sniffles and sighs softly as his eyelids slowly flutter shut once more, his tiny hands moving up to rub his sleepy eyes. The young father smiles and carefully tucks the blanket under his son’s arms as he gets comfortable in the chair. After he double checks that the blanket is far enough from the baby's face, Eren finally allows himself to recline his head back and close his eyes. Having the privilege of raising a family with this woman is more than he ever could have asked for and he's truly looking forward to what the rest of their lives have in store for them. Their goal has always been to be outside the walls, but now that they have Hannes, such a journey would prove to be rather dangerous. He knows one thing for certain; that they'll always be home as long as they're together, Mikasa, himself, and their adorable baby boy.

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mintymiknow · 5 years

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Quiet Distractions [Minho/Lee Know]

This drabble is part of the 50 Kisses Drabble Challenge! [Requested: Number 42 + Minho]

Number 42: Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

A/N: This drabble is part of the universe where Beautiful Collision (my other Minho scenario) takes place! It’s also another one of my personal favorites!

You sat comfortably on one of the couches at the rooftop lounge, scrolling through your phone. You scribbled a few notes – ideas – on your small notebook, until you heard a familiar voice speaking to you.

“What are you up to now?”

You look up at Minho, a small smile forming on your lips, “Watching ballet videos.”

Minho takes a seat next to you on the couch, leaning back whilst wrapping an arm around your shoulders. The force causes you to fall against him with your head perfectly by the crook of his neck. “You’re still on that? What for?” he quietly asks, referring to you watching ballet videos.

You hum and lock the screen of your phone, “I need to come up with a routine for an upcoming recital. Just getting inspiration, I guess.”

Minho wiggles his eyebrows playfully, “But I’m right here. I’m the only inspiration you need.”

Scoffing and slapping the male’s chest, you roll your eyes and unlock your phone again, “You can’t possibly give me ideas for ballet, Min.”

Minho groans, faking a hurt expression as he rubs his eyes as if he was crying. “How could you be so cruel? Here I am being a nice, helpful boyfriend. Ah, y/n, I am hurt.” he whines, and a soft giggle slips past your lips.

“Minho, hey – ”

Before you can say anything else, Minho grabs your phone, taking advantage of his height. He holds your phone high, taunting you with a smug smirk on his face, “I’ll give it back if you admit I am your inspiration.”

“Oh my gosh, that sounds so cringey.” you laugh, all while still trying to grab at your phone. It was times like this that you loved so dearly. Times where you could just enjoy each other’s company without any worries. The smiles that were etched onto your faces just proved how much joy you gave each other.

Still, you struggled to retrieved your phone. Minho simply chuckles at your cute attempts. You huff in disbelief before crossing your arms. Minho thought you looked like a pouty child when your lips protruded. “Fine,” you sigh, “Lee Minho, you are my biggest inspiration.”

Minho gives your phone back, the corner of his lips tugging into another haughty smirk. “And…I love you.” you giggle, eyes now on your phone’s screen.

Minho had to blink several times for his mind to register what you had just said. Yes, it was obvious that you were in love with each other, but he was the one usually saying words like that. His heart was doing flips and his stomach felt warm and fuzzy hearing you say those three words. “I love you too.” he giggles eventually, pulling your figure closer to him.

You blissfully smile as you feel Minho wrap his arms around your waist, head gently resting against your back. There was a certain serenity to the moment, an intimate silence stretching between the two of you. While you continuously watch various ballet videos, Minho starts to trail kisses along the slope of your shoulder, goosebumps successfully peppering your skin. “Min, not now.” you whisper.

Minho responds with a grumble and continues his little expedition, lips now at the base of your neck, placing subtle kisses on the skin. You turn your head slightly, “Yes, Minho?”

Minho hums a quiet “no” in reply before nuzzling his face on the side of your neck. His breath fans over your skin, warming the area that was cold due to the chilly winds. You smile to yourself before turning your attention back to your phone. When Minho lifts his head, you don’t see the pout on his lips. The male resorts to playing with your wind-swept hair, finding the simplest amusement in trying to braid it.

But then, he immediately gets bored, mind running and trying to come up with ideas to keep himself preoccupied while you “get inspiration” for your recital. Of course, all he can think of right now is to kiss you. But he can’t do that, simply because you were preoccupied yourself.

Minho decides to wrap his arms around you tighter as he now litters little nibbles on the skin between your neck and shoulder. You nearly jolt in surprise, breath hitching in your throat. “Minho, please not now.”

Your boyfriend ignores you, eyes closed as he lightly kisses each nibbled area. You pause the video you were watching and end up biting your lip, “Min, you’re distracting me.”

Minho lifts his head just enough to respond, “I know. It’s ‘cause you’re ignoring me.”

“I need to come up with a routine, Min.” you explain, “The recital’s in less than a week.”

“Yeah,” his smile melts your heart, “but you’ve been at it since this morning. Look, it’s already night time. You should take a break, baby.”

You bite your cheek in thought, contemplating the so-called pros and cons of halting your video-watching to give in to Minho’s wishes. “Oh, alright. But after…an hour, I need to get back to this, ok?”

“No problem.” Minho grins, taking your phone from you.

Your eyes widen in surprise, “What?”

Minho places the phone behind him, an innocent smile curling at his lips, “Just in case.”

You chuckle at his reasoning and decide to just let it be. Minho wastes no time in cupping your cheek with one hand, thumb gently caressing your soft skin. “You know that I know you’ll do great, right?”

You giggle at his choice of words, leaning your forehead against his, “I know.”

You gaze at him, losing yourself in the starry universe his eyes hold. There was a certain twinkle in them that constantly captivated you no matter how many times you lost yourself in them. You release a deep sigh filled with all your pent-up exhaustion and stress, and Minho soothingly rubs your back. When you lean your head against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, he scatters soft kisses all over your face – forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips – everywhere.

After he places one last chaste kiss on your lips, your eyes slowly close shut. You feel Minho shifting to accommodate you in a more comfortable position. He moves around so that he leans his back against the arm rest with you laying on top of him. As soon as his arms wrap around you in a warm embrace, you drift off to sleep, the wind tickling your face as a serene smile presents itself on your lips.

Minho runs his fingers through your hair, his own smile gracing his features, “Sleep well, Swan Lake.”

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svtreaction · 7 years

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summer nights with seventeen

a/n: ahh, 180 followers?? I did not expect this :’) thank you guys sm! sorry we haven’t posted in a while, I’ve (lex) been preparing for wanna one’s debut (and it was amazing, I actually cried). anyways, here’s a little scenario I whipped up, Lala helped me with a few members (as always)! also, don’t forget that requests are open, just send us a message. disclaimer: all of these scenarios are purely fictional and are made up by me and lala. sorry that some are longer than others. - lex

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[ MASTERLIST ] [ SCENARIOS ]

coups

he'd want every night you'd guys spent together to be special

so I see him taking you out to this really fancy restaurant

like black tie attire

and he would be the ultimate gentleman

holding doors open

complementing you every couple minutes

“babe, you look so good.”

he'd be so sweet, gosh.

conversations would be flirty and fun

you'd go home, and he'd insist on doing whatever you wanted

whether that be movies, ice cream dates, games…

the horizontal tango…

jeonghan

a lot of nights would be you two playing board games

like jihoon

at an intense level cause yall would take board games seriously as a couple

he would win MOST of the time

and you would pout and demand a rematch

he wouldn’t want one, so he would distract you by tickle-attacking you

he wouldn’t stop until you said he was the final winner for the night

you would reluctantly give in

because the loser has to clean up the game

but then he would help you anyways

why do I also see you guys baking or something lol

brownies, cupcakes, etc.

but you wouldn’t eat them because you weren’t hungry that late at night

joshua

of course, this man would have his guitar

I'm picturing this dramatic scene

where you guys are on a roof top

looking out at on of your favorite kinds of sunsets

josh would be serenading you

or at least he'd be trying

sometimes you just couldn't take him seriously

he’d crack some weird dad joke

and you’d laugh because it was actually kinda funny

when you'd get tired, he'd take you home

josh would lay/cuddle with you until you fell asleep

occasionally giving you little pecks on your nose, cheeks, and forehead

jun

would it be a surprise...

if he took you shopping?

no.

you had both been bored

or maybe not

so jun decided to take you shopping

cause he's a sweetheart

the mall wasn't busy at night, so why not?

this boy would be so good at picking outfits for you

you'd just kinda stand there, and he'd just throw clothes at you

“y/n, try this on for me.”

I feel like he'd buy you wayyy more clothes than you needed on these expeditions

and when you two would get home, he'd make you try on all the clothes again

It’d turn into a mini fashion show where jun would narrate, and you’d cat walk down the hallway

hoshi

he's one I would see wanting to stargaze

so you guys would be somewhere out of the city

probably somewhere secluded and untouched by humans

soonyoung would get so excited

that he'd go out and buy a hella expensive telescope

okay so you guys would be laying on a blanket on the grass

looking up at the stars

and soonyoung would point out a constellation pretending to know all about it

“that one is called the little dipper.”

“no, soonyoung, that's the BIG dipper.”

“oh.”

lots of cuddles and laughs with each other

when you guys would go back to the city, It’d be super late at night

so soonyoung would drive to one of your guys’ places

and you would both fall asleep together in .4 seconds

woozi

despite the amazing night weather

you guys decided to stay in and play games

hell yes

you'd both be so competitive

whether it be board games or video games

you’d wanna win

you'd get ready for a round of overwatch

and just be smack talking jihoon

or maybe literally smacking him

he'd get so pissed

whatever you guys were playing

you’d just go IN

the night would end with either a happy jihoon

or a really angry jihoon

wonwoo

I don’t imagine him wanting to go outside that much at night

other than to go to the store to get snacks

you’ll probably pick out some movies

I bet you would convince him to let you paint his nails black

but you would fail at convincing him to give him a makeover

a strong NO on that.

but he would fall asleep during the movie

and you would do it anyways while he was sleeping ;)

deep conversations like mingyu too?

everything would just come flowing out

your feelings, hopes, dreams, goals, etc.

and every night you'd get closer to each other

“I'm hungry babe, let's go get something to eat.”

you had come back from dinner and were watching a movie

seokmin would have finished a whole bag of popcorn

you'd just look at him like ????

but he'd smile and nudge you

probably wiggle his eyebrows

you'd cave and go out to get some of your favorite snacks

when you got back, you guys would greedily place all the snacks in front of you

and probably fight over a few

in the most loving way possible

once you've claimed your snacks, you'd continue the movie

I totally see seokmin passing out on your shoulder from a food coma

mingyu

he’s a puppy

so he would want to go on a lot of late night walks

I feel like those strolls would be really important to you

because that’s when you get to know each other the most

the convos get pretty deep sometimes

once in awhile you’ll get so caught up

that you realize you guys don’t know where you walked to.

so you'd probably have to take a cab back home, lol.

I also see him taking you to some carnival

you guys would ride all the rides hand in hand

and get a lot of unhealthy food like cotton candy and churros

but same though

but even if you did go out to the carnival

you’d still have to deep late night talks after the fun

minghao

so you had to convinced minghao to go camping

I dunno why, you just wanted too

but you were out with nature

and out of the blue minghao goes

“let's go swimming.”

you'd be like ???? okay

or !!!!!!!!! OKAI

depends the what mood you’re in

so you'd both get changed into swim suits really fast

and you'd both run down to the lake hand in hand

of course there's gonna be some picturesque lake

the one in the movies where it's calm and you can see the moon's reflection perfectly

the trees would be swaying in the night breeze

the crickets would be chirping

why am I like this

anyways, you’d be like on a dock or something looking at the dark water

“Minghao I don’t think this is a goo—”

you’d feel two hands on your back and then you were in the cold water

how evil of him

when you came up from underneath the water

minghao was laughing his butt off

so you splashed him

eventually he got in

and you guys swam for like 20 minutes before getting too cold and heading back to the cabin to cuddle

vernon

I feel Hansol takes his writing very seriously

so whenever he has free time that’s what he does is work on his raps

you would help him ofc

and critique if he asks you

sometimes he might sit at a desk, and you would just watch him and talk his ear off

other times you would be on his lap in front of the tv while he wrote

he’d probably rap out loud to you when he was done

and if he got writer's block and got frustrated

sometimes I see you getting bored and pacing around

all of a sudden, you’d walk up to hansol and give him this cute back hug

he’d be all flustered until you let go of him

sometimes you’d make him hot drink to sooth his stress

maybe tea or hot chocolate

eventually, you would convince him to take a break and cuddle until you both dozed off to sleep

seungkwan

BLANKET FORTS

I’d be afternoon

and both of you would just be incredibly bored

so you were like “Kwan, let's build a fort!”

and he just got this huge smile on his face

you weren't gonna lie, it made your heart flutter

so anyways

you gathered blankets while Seungkwan got pillows

but you guys were a bedroom so pillows were like .2 steps away

lucky kwan

so you’d guys would build the fort

but the project would end up talking a long time

like A LONG time

probably because you guys were having pillow fights and joking around

so the fort wouldn’t be finished until nighttime

but when it was, it was like the ultimate fort

and for the rest of the night, you guys would eat snacks and cuddle in the fort

dino

all of seventeen would be together

watching a movie, talking, playing games, idk whatever

but coups would make some grand plan to get you and chan alone

so it would be the middle of the movie

and coups would say some weird code word like “hamburger” or “sock”

and all of a sudden, the members would make excuses to leave

jeonghan said he had to go buy josh flowers

so somehow you two would just be sitting there

alone

you’d look over at chan sitting next to you

he’d look at you

you’d smile

he’d blush

but you guys would continue to watch the movie

and about like ¾ in, chan would finally get the courage to put his arm around you

and you’d snuggle in a little

by the end of the movie, seventeen had returned

and they caught you guys

so they started a chorus of “awww!”

you both got embarrassed and pulled away

but before you left, chan caught your arm

and asked if you wanted to do it again sometime

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silencedlittlebirdy · 6 years

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Conquering a World: Part 8

Part 1

The Final Part!

On AO3

“This is what you consider conquered? Just these things?” Traaiillooonn looked a little nervous. “Yes. Steady food supplies, shelter, a form of government or system to keep order, the ability to survive year after year, and the comfort of mind that allows us to marry and possibly produce children.” “But you haven’t even tamed the area around you?” “But we know what the winter here is like so far and it’s not even as bad as that of lower Michigan. There’s a lake over here, and a meadow right here. The bog is about here.” I pointed to the different spots on the map that Chad and I had been carefully working on. “And how many of these things have been checked off the list?” Traaiillooonn asked. “Shelter,” I offered. Chad came back with a plate of snacks and kissed my cheek. “We’re close on food, though.” “We’re just waiting to see what a year and the seasons are like here. It’s a pretty well-known concept in the psychology taught on earth. Besides, I don’t see them down here busting their butts to make a living and hopefully surviving whatever the planet throws at them. It’s us. We’ve done all of the work. If they have a problem with it, then they’re going to have to come down here and get past all of the same obstacles we did.” I folded my arms. “We will probably never completely ‘conquer’ this planet. We hadn’t even completely conquered earth! We like leaving some things wild. And I’m a Forester. I like letting nature have control of things because that means I can study it longer.” “You were always determined to be difficult,” Mike chuckled. All of the humans were looking pretty amused. “I mean, come on, we still don’t even know if it does something like snow here.” “What is snow?” “Frozen rain,” Juliet McNeal told him. “This snow aside, why is it unlikely that you and Chad will not mate?” “Well, you see on Earth, there are these things called religions. I am part of a religion that doesn’t believe in sex outside of marriage. Or drinking, though I’ve definitely considered it since coming here.” I scratched behind Squishy’s ears. Chad nodded. “Kind of the same. Though I do drink champagne at weddings.” “Mm, yeah, I tried it at one wedding and either it just wasn’t good champagne or I just don’t like it.” “Back on topic, Fay,” Ava warned in almost a sing-song voice. “Right. Not to mention, Traaiillooonn, that in our marriage customs, our families would be present. Now, Chad’s—completely accounted for.” He nodded. “Mine, however, is back on earth. Probably none-too-happy that I was abducted in the first place. Same with Ava’s family. Look, until they realize that we aren’t just puppets that they can push around, and that we will not put up with this…domineering, controlling, self-serving agenda that the stupid Pqncallaxis Dominion is pushing. I refuse to let any more information pass to them until they at least let us use a video call to see our families. Or put Ava back on Earth.” Ava’s gaze jerked to me. “What?” I met her gaze. “You hate it here. You feel useful, and you like that…but you hate that you can’t go get a coffee or see your family. I get it. I do. You need access to books, and lots of them. I just ask that you leave the chickens.” She was still staring at me. “Fay, you’re not serious?” “Why shouldn’t I be? This kind of thing is something of an ecological dream for me. I get to study nature as it is before the impact of humans. I’m going to get to see how plants from earth do on this planet and be the first person to write anything about this place. No more dealing with landowners who just won’t listen to common sense. This is my chance to do something that has purpose. Oh my gosh, I do monologue.” I looked at the floor with concern. “Only because if you don’t you’ll never be able to finish a thought,” She reasoned softly. I nodded. “That’s true. My siblings are pretty gabby.” Everyone was quiet. Traaiillooonn made a weird whirring-purr sound. “Then, if you are determined to rebel against the Pqncallaxis Dominion…I would suggest you first take away my communications device.” I grinned. Chad took them from him. “And you won’t be getting these back for a while.” Traaiillooonn just made a gesture similar to a shrug. “Good, it is exhausting trying to keep up with you humans. Do you ever rest?” “At night. When we sleep.” John Ledford scratched his head. “That is when you lie on the things you call beds and stay somewhat still for 6 to 9 hours? That is restful to you?” “More or less,” Walter McNeal confirmed. Traaiillooonn shook his head. “I shall be back after I am fully rested. Enjoy your rebellion.” “We will,” I called after him. “Will we?” Chad asked, looking slightly concerned. “Oh yes, because I managed to make brownies.” Ava grinned at me. “We managed to make brownies.” I grinned back. “I’ll go get them from the house. Fay, don’t think we’re done talking about me leaving.” “Of course not, why would we be?” I asked sarcastically. Chad kissed me quickly. “Would you really not marry me? Even if we’ve known each other for six months?” His tone was teasing. “I was serious when I said I would have to be married to you before we had sex. I don’t recall saying a single word about not marrying you. Well, I said I wouldn’t marry you just because it suited their agenda, so there’s that.” I closed my notebook. He chuckled. “You had practically that whole speech written down, didn’t you?” “Don’t laugh, I was afraid I would forget some of my points if I didn’t write them down.” I glanced over at the kids as they played with Squishy. “That first day we got here I was determined to get back at the Pqncallaxis Dominion. When you all said that we needed to go over our definition of conquered with Traaiillooonn, I just…I had so many thoughts and ideas that I needed to put them down or I would never have gotten to sleep.” “I still can’t believe we’ve been here for six months,” Chad said, shaking his head. Then he grinned. “It’s snowing.” I looked out the back doors. Sure enough, there was steady snowfall. “It’s beautiful.” “It’s dangerous.” I glanced up at him. “Does that mean you’re not going on the expedition tomorrow.” He snorted. “If you leave without me, then when I catch up I will shoot you in the leg.” “Wouldn’t that be worse than me leaving without you?” “Don’t try to be logical, just don’t leave without me. You get tunnel vision when you’re studying something new. It’s dangerous.” “You’re dangerous.” “Yeah, right. I’m the one who runs into the unknown, walks up to strange animals, and just generally disregards any sensible fears as I try to make a living on this strange planet.” “If you’re describing me, you’re doing int very poorly.” “Am I?” Chad lightly tugged on a strand of my hair, then kissed my cheek. “Are you sure you’re an introvert?” “Positive,” I answered. “Really?” “I’m ready to go lock myself in my bedroom and blare music while either, reading, writing, or just existing.” “So dancing.” “Shut up, you weren’t supposed to see that.” He just laughed. “It was cute, and surprisingly good for a little baptist girl.” I punched him. “Shut up. Don’t stereotype. I took ballet, jazz, and tap until I was ten, and gymnastics until I was twelve. Zumba. Wedding receptions. Cotton Eyed Joe. Cupid Shuffle.” I folded my arms, and looked away. “I see—” “Don’t continue. Last warning.” He just kept laughing. “Fay, can I get your assistance in the kitchen?” His mother, Beatrice, called across the room. “Gladly.” I arched an eyebrow at him and hurried over to the kitchen. “Your son.” She smiled. “You keep him on his toes.” “Really? I always thought he was perfectly in stride with me.” “Honey, you run. Everywhere.” She teased gently. I started cutting the potato-like plants that I had discovered just before the winter settled in. “Still sleeping well?” “Yeah, well, most nights. Last night was one with less sleep but I had a lot on my mind with this meeting scheduled.” I glanced at her. “You had a reason for asking me, specifically.” “I did,” Beatrice confirmed. “Did you realize that your friend actually has something of a romance going with Traaiillooonn?” I stopped cutting, afraid I would cut off my finger on accident. “What?” “Oh yes, they’re quite enchanted with each other. I’d say I was surprised you didn’t notice, but I know Ava worries about you when you’re around.” “She’s basically family, yeah.” I stared at the plants. “So…when she was objecting to leaving it was more than just her not wanting to leave me?” “I would say so.” I nodded. “I’ll talk to her tonight. Alone. Hash it out.” “Alright, just thought you should know. Also, Pat and I were talking and if you do end up getting married to Chad, which will be interesting seeing what we can put together here and figuring out who will officiate, then you could probably wear one of our dresses.” I smiled, but I had to sort of force it. I had always said I wanted to at least try on my mom’s dress. What would she say about this? What would my sister say? My brother? My father? Would they be happy for me? Or would they question my sanity? “Fay?” I flinched. “Thank you, Bea. I’d love to see both of your dresses.” She gave me a sympathetic smile. “You miss them, it’s okay.” I nodded. “I know. Is it weird that I think I miss my little brother most?” She laughed softly. Ava came in with the pan of brownies. “It’s snowing. Perfect fireplace reading weather.” I nodded. She looked at me. “You okay?” I nodded again. “I was thinking about home. My family. Your family. Everything.” I looked down at the plant I had been chopping. Ava didn’t respond. Beatrice cleared her throat. “Well, I’m going to go back out there. Keep an eye on the stove?” She cleared out before either of us responded. Ava went to the stove. “You know…I’m actually okay staying. You’re right. I do like being busy. I like the work that I’m doing. I think I just haven’t taken the time to really appreciate the beauty of our surroundings. I found my camera.” I smiled. “Your professional one?” She nodded. “It’s battery died and I just never charged it again. I have pictures from around when we first came here. Pictures from before we came here. No pictures after the first two weeks. I love taking pictures. It’s one of my favorite hobbies. And look at this place?” She gestured to the window. “You’re right. We’re the first people on this planet. If we can get open communications with earth, I could probably take pictures that I took as a hobby and sell them. I could take pictures of plants and animals for you and Patricia. I sort of ran out of work after we figured out the food situation. I didn’t step up. I should. There’s still a lot that needs doing.” I nodded. She came over to me, lightly touching my arm so I would face her. I did. “You and I started this together. Now, maybe they chose our house because of you and the chickens. But I think I can help document the decision we make for the government of our little…is this a colony?” “Village?” We both thought about that for way too long. “You know what I mean. Eventually we’re going to form some sort of government, and if we do things right we might even break free from the Dominion. Right? So, until we do, I’m going to stay with you. Because somebody has to make sure you and moon-eyes behave.” “And I need our girl-talk. And our writing sessions. Our social introversion.” She smiled. “And you don’t want to leave Traaiillooonn.” She blushed, and sort of glared. “It’s weird, don’t get me wrong. But I get it. For now. You might have to explain it to me if if gets more serious.” “We’re just friends.” “Right, and your mom isn’t Mrs. Bennet.” She didn’t have a response to that, except to try not to smile and to try to continue to glare. “I know, I played dirty. Had to channel our sisters.” She rolled her eyes. “Chop your vegetables.” “Is that what we’re calling these?” “I am.” I nodded. I could live with this. I actually felt the tension in my shoulders relax, and I felt completely calm for the first time in a while. There were still a lot of unknowns, and a lot of adventures for all of us. I mean, in the morning, Chad and I were off to go as far as we could to the east to try and map more things. Ava was going to start organizing some sort of government and start taking photos to document what we found and brought back. We were going to fight the Pqncallaxis Dominion to try and gain freedom. We weren’t on earth. Being on an alien planet was probably the best reason anyone could ever come up with for missing a holiday with family. How lucky was I?

@riptidethepen @mrsmalch

So this is the last part that I will be posting on Tumblr. I’ll probably post more on AO3, like their wedding but that’s far in the future and with school I wanted to finish this series. Hope you guys enjoy!

#conquering worlds is just a hobby #humans in space #humans are weird #humans in space story

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@princessnightwing said: Pardon ME. But why in ANY DIMENSION would you mention that thing about POOR BABY DICK AND THE GUITAR STRINGS SNAPPING???? DID YOU WANT TO BREAK MY HEART??? My gosh. I'm just gonna go sit in and corner and weep for a bit. I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY. 😡

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You know I really, truly am actually

If I’m gonna suffer I’m taking all a y'all down with me ;)

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Anonymous said: Your mobile links aren't working 😭

Well shoot they’re working for me. Anybody else having problems?

Anonymous said: "See, he had to think about it." I'M DEAD those dialogue drabbles are amazing I love them!

Fun fact that particular bit of dialogue is based on something that happens at my house a lot. See my family has seven kids, and five of them have been extremely unplanned-- just me and my sister Erin were on purpose, and Erin is adopted. My mom got pregnant with her fourth child during Erin’s adoption process, so Jimmy was born right around the time that Erin arrived from China. Directly after that, we adopted Shannon who (long story) had just been abandoned (again) by her first set of adoptive parents. It was a spur of the moment thing with an expedited process. So Erin, Shannon, and Jimmy are all roughly the same age.

Five years after Jimmy was born, my mom got pregnant again at age forty. We had all assumed she wouldn’t have any more children, so it was a shock. Five years after Dave was born, my mom got pregnant again at age forty-five. That one was just... wild. There was a pretty strong chance that there would be complications with that pregnancy, so they straight up decided not to tell us.

They just... waited for us to figure it out. I don’t remember how far along she was before Erin asked, but trust me when I say that we haven’t trusted them since. Anytime they say they have something to tell us, the automatic response is “we have a new sibling???” We’ve been burned before

@thephilosophersapprentice said: Headcanon that it is now a Wayne family meme to blame the most ridiculous things on Dick. Someone gets their loose change stuck in the toaster? Dick did it. Firecrackers hidden in Arkham Asylum? It was Dick. Saran-wrapping everything in the Batcave? Random threats to national security that turn out to be Nyan Cat videos? Yup, absolutely Dick. Bonus points for when Dick is actually responsible and everyone else is furious because turns out, they've just given him plausible deniability.

Jason, gesturing with his gun at the bullet holes in the wall: Dick did it

@bruciewayneisbatman said: Congrats on law school!

Thank you! <3

Anonymous said: hey, duke's relatively new to the comic scene and im not that avid a reader but i find him pretty intriguing. do u mind scoping over his backstory (wiki isn't the clear) and/or personality?

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Anonymous said: they're all great but the you can't be batman if you don't impulse-adopt someone is my favourite (I love for angst and I'm itching to know how this ends) (also part of the reason I love angst is your fics and hc so thank you) (I'm not kidding I'm seriously thankful)

Anonymous said: my favorite one was about dick basically being damians dad!!

Anonymous said: I loved the ALL lol! but hey that was amazing and it made me laugh ( repressed so nobody thinks i'm crazy) my faves are the first two,the one about Dick being Damian's father and the last one!

@fairytalecritic said: For the favorite one of your fic fragments? Gotta be the one on impulse adopting. (But the one about Duke thinking there were two Jasons is also gold and a close runner-up (who am I kidding they are all gold but you made me choose :p ))

Anonymous said: My favourites are Duke not knowing Jason died and came back, and the bet between Jason and Damian

I think looking at these and the comments on the post, the one about Duke and Jason seems to be the favorite? I’ll add it to the list I guess

Anonymous said: Any headcanons for what kinds of music damian might like to listen to? I feel like he'd have some classical (strings for sure), but I also think he'd like some other genres but I can't really pin anything down, probably cause I don't listen to enough music myself. Thoughts?

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@frostbite883 said: DC Questions: Which version of Superboy Prime do you prefer? The heroic version from the past? Or the villainous version of the present?

Mmmmm don’t know that I got a strong opinion on that one but I guess the villain one

@mirrorfalls said: Urrr... what are the 5 worst Batman comics you've ever read in your life?

Oh let’s see off the top of my head

Teen Titans (2011) #0

The first two issues of Battle for the Cowl

Tentacle Jason??

Most of Seeley’s Gray/son

All of the amnesia arc

Idk I know I should be more specific about this but I’m generally bitter so

@shatteredxpetals said: just gotta say that was so adorable, absolutely cute fam, and is the only time I'll smile when hearing about someone's heart problems lol.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ eh it turns out there isn’t anything physically wrong with my heart anyway. The weirdass tachycardia is just anxiety kicking my ass

Still had to peel adhesive off my chest every night for a month :///

#for anyone confused the birth order is jack (23) me (21) erin (18) shannon (18) jimmy (17) dave (12) helen (6)#its a mess honestly #fam 2k17 #asks

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7 swans a-swimming

Riku liked fishing.

When he thought about it, it was such a dramatic image, all Man Against Nature and a solitary figure in the middle of the wildness of the ocean and the vast peace that comes from understanding your insignificance. In reality, a little less so -- cast your line out, sit on the dock, and bask in the sun until you feel a tug on the line. No contemplating your position in the universe, but fresh fish for dinner and bragging rights.

It had always seemed easy enough, back when he was a kid.

As it turned out, it was more fun back then -- not to mention quieter. Every man and his dog -- literally -- had the same idea as Riku that day, dragging themselves down to the end of the dock, where they would surely be left alone. He had no dog of his own, but he did have De'.

...Which wasn't to say he would ever compare her to one, but gosh, she should had all the enthusiasm of a peppy cocker spaniel.

"You aren't going to use worms, are you?" Her worried brown eyes stared up at Riku, silently pleading for him to say no, and dragging him out of his brooding. Inwardly he grimaced, but he didn't think it would do much for his reputation to show the thought of fondling a piece of slimy, squirming rope made his stomach flip.

Or maybe it would...?

Nah, best not to risk it.

"That is the most reliable bait..." He put on his most serious frown and trailed off pointedly, and De' bought it, hook, line and sinker.

"No worms!" she ordered, grabbing his arm. "Promise me, Riku! They don't deserve to die like that and they're so little and-- and--"

He sighed and cut off her tirade before she got genuinely distressed, placing one hand on either side of her face, and gently pressing his lips to her forehead.

"I hate worms," he confided, his voice very low and intimate, and she snorted like he was making a joke. "I wouldn't touch one if you paid me."

"Good." She beamed at him smugly, playing along. How nice of her. What an understanding girlfriend he had reeled in.

Riku rolled his eyes and shoved her back gently, and De' snickered at his feigned disgruntlement. Still, she watched pretty carefully as he set up his rod, hands moving deftly and quickly, well aware that they were surrounded by a thousand screaming child-things that could -- at any moment -- knock into him and send the hook right through his thumb.

Why would you take a kid fishing? It's not like they cared.

He glanced to De' and she grinned, making him feel all warm and fuzzy... but the shrieking child that ran behind her and past him, trailing globules of ice-cream, kind of ruined what could have a Cute Moment.

Riku felt the splat against the top of his head, and he would have ignored it -- really -- if his loving girlfriend hadn't laughed at his pain. He grimaced as she reached out, squeezing her fingers together as she plucked out the clump, flicking her fingers a few times to get it off. She scrubbed at the sticky patch of hair which he was pretty sure only made it worse, and he would have left and gone home, given up and just sunk into horrified despair at his treatment except--

"Are you done?" De' asked, genuinely curious. He wasn't using live bait, after all, so she was more interested in this hobby, no matter how little she understood it.

"Yeah," Riku lied, even though it had been so long since he tried that he no longer had any idea if that was true. He threw caution to the wind with a mental shrug, checked behind him for any little spawn that might have wandered up to get in the way, and reared his arm back to cast the line.

Both of them pretended not to notice the hook immediately snagged in his shirt, and De' found something interesting to look at in the picnic basket as he freed himself. It plunk!ed into the water, and she looked up, surprised.

"What was that?" she asked, eyes wide. "Did you catch a fish already?"

"Yes," he stated, utterly deadpan. "But it was too sassy, so I had to let it go."

She grinned and tilted her head, fluttering her eyelashes.

"So subtle."

"Your mockery wounds me," Riku complained, raising his voice slightly to be heard above the shrieking laughter behind them. A man walking past shot him a dirty look, which it took no effort at all to ignore.

No man who sported pink hair could be trusted to possess good judgment, after all.

"I would never!" his girlfriend protested, keeping her lips perfectly straight as she pulled forth a turkey sandwich. She unwrapped it, tore a crust off and tossed it into the water -- all without taking her eyes off him.

It landed without a sound, and he watched at the ripples it made. He looked back to her.

She raised her eyebrow, and did it again.

"What," asked Riku, absolutely bewildered. "Are you trying to do?"

"Feed the birds," De' chirped, tossing the third crust.

"There aren't any birds around."

"Feed them and they shall come," she intoned seriously, and gestured towards the sky. It was empty, though there was a faint cry of a seagull in the distance -- not that it meant anything, because there was always a faint cry of a seagull, no matter where you went in town. "See? They're just waiting for an invitation."

"I feel like you're trying to sabotage my fishing expedition." He did his best to look stern despite how cute she was being, and in his opinion, did a decent job.

For some reason De' didn't look very cowed, and nor did she answer immediately. She looked around them in a very deliberate manner, taking in the throng of people all around them who had all had the same idea of a grand fishing expedition, and who were all making enough noise that it coalesced into an incoherent hum.

Between the lot on the dock that day, not a single fish had been caught. She turned her attention back to Riku.

"I wouldn't dream of not supporting a new hobby of yours!" she declared, radiating positive enthusiasm.

"Hey, I used to fish all the time as a kid!" he protested. "It's not new."

"Of course," she soothed, and tossed the last crust into the water. It must have just been his imagination, but he could have sworn he felt a tug on the line, just before it landed.

She couldn't actually be scaring the fish away, right? No, that was ridiculous. And because there were no fish biting then clearly the point of fishing wasn't actually to fish, but to relax.

Relax in an environment like this?

Things weren't going quite to plan.

"You mock," he complained, again having to raise his voice over the shrieking laughter that just kept on getting louder. "But you forget--"

The shrieking, as it turned out, was also getting closer. If he hadn't been so enthralled by her visage, he would have noticed before the situation became irredeemable.

"Biiiiiiiiiiiiiirbs!' wailed the kid in unabashed delight, flinging his fist in the air. It contained all manner of treats -- half-chewed bread crusts, soggy bites, and a single slice of wilted tomato. He aimed for the water, but missed.

He should have been paying more attention, Riku thought, numb. Somewhere, someone was laughing at him and his perfect hair.

De's silence was horrified. Riku's silence was disbelieving. The kid wasn't silent and ran away, interest lost in the game.

The silence kept going.

"Riku...?" De' reached for him, hesitating and pulling her hand back, then reaching forward again. He kept his eyes on his reflection, even when she pulled the tomato from his fringe.

The seeds oozed down onto his nose. She wanted to be sympathetic, he could see the want in her eyes, but the grin tugging at the corner of her lips betrayed her true nature. He reached up, not looking away from the water, and wiped the gunk from his face.

All he managed to do was smear it further.

She snorted, flinched in horror at her callous reaction, and tried to cover it with a cough. The slow rise of his gaze only made her laugh harder.

And there was nothing he could say to stop her being so damn amused. He didn't have a leg to stand on, really.

"I'm glad I could entertain you," he uttered, playing the part of the scorned lover as De's shoulders shuddered with her badly repressed amusement. He was surprised she wasn't in tears yet, with how hard she was going at it. "I really am."

"Don't worry," she gasped, unconvincingly patting the air in the general direction of his head. "I still love you, even if you do-- even if you are-- even if--"

Her words became incoherent as the laughter choked her, and he stiffened despite himself, waiting to see if she would realize what she had said. She didn't, apparently -- so it probably wasn't what it sounded like -- she probably didn't mean it exactly -- but it--

But she had said the l word...

"I mean..." De' flicked him a shy little smile, and he wasn't sure when she had stopped laughing; not too long ago, from the way she wiped the tears from her eyes. "If you don't mind, that is."

Riku cleared his throat.

"It's only to be expected," he agreed loftily, stretching so she got a real good look at his handsome physique. It made her cheeks turn red, so that was the correct reaction after all. "I am pretty amazing." He winked. "Kind of like you, huh?"

It was almost like saying it back, right...?

It didn't matter. His exaggerated ego set her off giggling again, and he made no effort to stop her this time.

It was worth it to be foolish, as long as she kept looking at him like that.

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