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#also i fell asleep not even 10 minutes after asking for requests so i did end up resting
allysunny · 1 month
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Hiii can i request a fic for the 200 follower event? (Congrats btw!!!!!!!!)
9 & 10 with i
Nanami ofc 🙏❤️
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"I miss you" + "Is this close enough for you?" + Bathing together x Nanami Kento
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Words: 2.4k words
Warnings: Fluff, very soft Nanami, lots of fluff, like, real sweet, so much sugar you'll get a rush, bathing, some suggestive themes but it's barely there and not explicit at all, no use of y/n, not proofread. Do let me know if I forgot anything!
A/N: Hey there everyone! We're back with another of my event requests. I think I'm getting better at this "short drabble" kind of thing, don't you? 2.4k words. That's gotta be a record.
Anyway, I loved writing this. I love Nanami so much and he deserves the best. I also tried something with his names, I don't know if it's confusing,, but I called him "Kento" when it was from our point of view, and "Nanami" when it was from the 3rd?
I don't know if it's confusing? I was trying omg.
I hope you like this!!!! <3
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You'd been close to dozing off on your bed when your husband got home. Your face was smushed against his pillow to take in whatever was left of his scent, and your phone was lying next to you, soft sound coming from its speakers.
When Nanami entered the bedroom, he already expected something like this might happen. You were a tremendously caring woman, and an even more doting wife, insisting on staying up to greet him every time he returned from a mission. Which lately, seemed to be every single evening.
So, when he'd told you he had to cancel your Friday night plans for the second week in a row, you tried your best to force a tight-lipped smile, and kissed his cheek, making him promise he'd arrive in one piece.
It hurt when he was gone. You weren't a stranger to the anxiety that pooled in your stomach whenever Kento was out on missions, but that did not mean you enjoyed it or what it entailed. You felt sick to your stomach whenever he for a mission, and lately, that's all he had seemed to do. Wake up, go to work, text you "I'm working overtime. Don't expect me for dinner", get home really late, fall asleep. Rinse and repeat. At first, he tried telling you not to wait up for him. After all, his schedule was unpredictable, and he didn't want to put your health at risk. But you never seemed to give up, and Nanami had come home to find you on various poses and doing a plethora of different activities to keep yourself awake until he returned.
Today though, it seemed like sleep was a worthy rival. You were closer to the land of dreams than you were to sensing the bed dip beside you.
Nanami sat next to your body and smiled sadly, caressing your cheek with his fingers. You looked lovely, even in your sleep, features softened by the dim glow of your beside candlelight.
His touch was enough though, and you blinked the sleep away from your eyes are you looked at him with furrowed brows.
"I was waiting for you," you mumbled, "I'm waiting for you. I'm up. I'm not asleep."
"I can see that," he hummed in reply as you sat up. You extended your hands and Nanami moved closer, resting his jaw on your palms. It was sort of a ritual you two had. He'd come home, and you'd look for any scratches, bruises, or anything that could leave a mark.
You were pleased to find his soft skin untainted and rewarded him with a soft peck on the lips.
"What time is it?" You asked.
"A few minutes after two. You should get some rest. I'll join you in a minute."
"No," you mumbled. "Where are you even going?"
"I need to take a shower. I'll be right back."
You whined and held onto his jaw tighter, not wanting to let him go. With all the missions your husband had been picking up, it had been a while since you spent some time together. Even when it came to sleep, you wouldn't be able to savour those sweet moments in which he wrapped his arms around you. You either fell asleep too fast due to the exhaustion or woke up to empty sheets. It was depressing to say the least, but you didn't want to worry Kento too much about it. He knew how you felt, and you knew he was doing his best to provide for you and to assure your quiet early retirement in Malaysia.
"I'll come with you," you answered, swinging your legs over the edge of the bed, and getting up with a big stretch and a loud yawn.
"Darling, isn't it better if you just go to sleep? You must be exhausted."
"And I am," you nodded. "But tomorrow you're not gonna be home, and I wanna make the most out of the time you're still here. I'll just catch up on my sleep in the morning." It tugged at your heart that Kento was spending a perfectly fine weekend drowning in work back in Jujutsu Tech, but once again, you knew it all to be for the best in the end.
He hummed and dipped his head to kiss your head.
"That's a lovely sentiment, but I won’t be going anywhere tomorrow."
Your eyes widened and you looked up.
"What?"
"I'm not working tomorrow. I'll all yours for the entire weekend."
A giggle slipped past your lips and you all but jumped on top of the man before you. He caught you, of course, and you wrapped your legs securely around his waist, making quick work of peppering his face with kisses.
"Really?"
"Really."
"You're not messing around? You're staying with me?"
"Not going anywhere."
You giggled once again and pulled his face closer to yours, claiming your lips in his. He tasted like coffee and home, and you could taste him for hours on end. He kissed you back just as eagerly, pressing your body close against his. You tasted like the peppermint toothpaste you liked so much, and home. He felt like home. This is exactly where he belonged, bodies close together as you kissed his breath away.
"So," you offered him a smug grin after you pulled away, "That shower?"
"I have a better idea."
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It was a better idea for sure.
Kento had asked you to wait outside in your bedroom while he prepared something, going from the bathroom to the kitchen, to your bedroom, to the bathroom, to the bedroom again, fetching and getting things.
It was only when it was finished that you realised it had been worth it.
Your husband had prepared a marvellous bubble bath, complete with rose petals and two glasses of champagne on the edge. The bathroom smelled of roses and vanilla, and you all but moaned in delight when you took a whiff of the sweet fragrance.
"Kento, this is – " you couldn't finish your sentence. There were no words to describe the burst of love you were currently feeling. You leaned back into Nanami's chest, and he placed a caring hand on your hip. You two fit like pieces of a puzzle, that was for sure.
"Hop in," he said. You did not need to be told twice. A tad bashfully, you got rid of your pyjamas, folding them and placing them on top of your bed before tying up your hair. You then slowly entered the tub, with help from Kento, ever the gentleman, who offered you his arm so you could steady yourself. As soon as you sunk in the water, you felt all tension leave your muscles. The water was warm, but not scalding hot, and you smiled because Kento always remembered everything about you. It was one of the reasons he was such a wonderful person and partner.
"Come close," you smiled, extending your hand towards his. He brushed it softly and got to work, removing his clothes, and throwing them in your dirty hamper. He then got inside the tub, positioning himself behind you. He sat down with his legs spread so you could slot in between and brought his hands to your stomach and waist to press your back against his chest.
"Is this close enough for you?" He asked in that sultry tone of his, the one he knew made your legs buckle and your knees weak.
"This is perfect," you replied, leaning into his touch. You sighed once again as he filled the tub some more and found comfort in the beat of his heart.
The two of you spoke for a while, content to just relax and catch up. It was three in the morning, and yet you found this to be absolutely perfect. Kento's hands around you would softly caress your skin, and you'd play with the bubbles and suds, blowing on them and giggling.
Kento confided in you about his work, which you were grateful for. He could be very closed off, but it made you happy he trusted you so much. Made you love and appreciate him even more, so every once in a while, you'd turn your head ever so slightly. Nanami, ever the understanding man, would pick up immediately and lean forward, pressing his lips to you. He'd never been a big fan of affection, but that all changed when you showed up and flipped his world upside down. Now, he couldn't get enough of you and indulged in whatever affections you offered him.
"This is nice," you mumbled, eyes threatening to fall closed.
Nanami hummed in agreement and kissed the top of your head as his hands lovingly ran up and down your chest, your stomach, your thighs – just about anywhere he could reach.
"I miss you," you say after a moment of silence.
"I'm right here," is his hushed reply.
"No, Ken," you say, turning your face towards his again. "I miss you."
Nanami sighed and kicked himself mentally. He knew where this was going, and hated every bit of it, but he also knew you needed to voice your concerns, so he let you speak.
"We haven't had any time together lately. You've been so busy with work... And I know it's all for Malaysia, and that you're doing your best to provide for us, but I just..." You fiddled with your fingers, playing with the bubbles that covered the water. "I just wish you made some time for us; you know. We have so much time to think about our retirement. I don't want us not to enjoy our time together because of that."
Nanami nodded and tightened his hold on you. He knew you felt this way, and he was feeling extremely guilty about it all. It was true though – everything he did, he did it to secure a nice future for the two of you in Malaysia, a dream you'd shared since the day you met. A house on the beach, books, maybe a crib in the corner and the pitter patter of tiny feet walking around barefoot. He wanted nothing more than that.
But he also knew he was being unfair. In spending all this time working towards your goal, he'd been neglecting you and your marriage.
And that couldn't do.
"I'm sorry, honey," he started, with a sigh. "You're absolutely right. I think that I do all of this simply because I want to get away from my line of work as soon as possible."
You listened attentively, nodding along. Kento had always been an amazing communicator, and you'd never had troubles telling each other how you felt. Just one more reason your marriage worked so well.
"All I want is to whisk you away to paradise, but that is causing me to brush you off and focus solely on my work. I feel like if I don't work as hard as I know I could, it means I'm letting you down. It means I'm not doing the best I can to assure you a nice future."
"Oh Ken," you frowned, turning around, and causing the water to tremble ever so slightly. "You're not letting me down." You spoke. "You never could. I know how badly you're working towards Malaysia, but you don't have to do it to the point of exhaustion. Like I said, we've got time. And I'm working too. We're both making an effort, and it will be enough, and it will be worth it. But let's enjoy our time together, alright? You never know what tomorrow may bring, and I want to make sure I don't waste a minute of my time by your side." Your hands were on his cheeks, and it wasn't until Kento reached out to wipe your cheek that you realised you were crying.
"I'm sorry, my love," he pleaded, holding your face, his whole entire world, in between his hands, carefully, his grasp feather-like. "I'm so sorry for making you feel so alone."
"You don't have to apologize, honey. You were doing it with the best intentions in mind. I too want Malaysia, more than anything. And our house on the beach, our books, the endless sand, and sun and maybe..." The unspoken words were left hanging in the end, and Nanami smiled. "But we should also cherish our time here. In our silly little suburban house, with our en-suite bathroom and our nice and green backyard. We should cherish us."
Nanami nodded, and brought your face closer to his, enveloping you in a warm hug as kissed you passionately. You swept your tongue over his lips and sighed blissfully as he cupped your waist tightly.
"I love you," Nanami mumbled, hazel brown eyes focused on yours.
"I love you too, Kento. So much. And I'm so happy I get to spend my life with you. I'm so lucky to have you by my side."
"No – " he interrupted you, placing a finger to your lips. "I'm the lucky one. I'm lucky to have such an incredible woman who supports me through and through, who never gives up on me, who has taught me how to love. I'm so grateful for you. I always will be, and I'll spend the rest of my life proving it to you."
You smiled at his confession and kissed him again. Your hands quickly went around his neck, and you played with his hairs at the nape of it. You tugged on his blonde locks softly, coaxing him to lean his head backwards, which granted you a better access to his mouth.
He groaned in response, and you could feel something hard press against your thigh.
"Someone's excited," you giggled against his neck, and Nanami gave your hips a soft squeeze, earning a squeal from you.
"Let me start right now."
"Hm?" You hummed in confusion.
"Proving just how much I love you."
In one quick motion, your positions were inverted. You were leaning against the tub, and Nanami was hovering over you, eyes dark with desire. It made hear pool in your lower belly and your cheeks felt warm.
"Kento – you'll make a mess out of the floor," you mumbled, looking at the way the water had started to spill out of the tub.
"I'll take care of it later," he replied, and dropped to kiss you, hands settling on your waist. "For now, let me just show you just how lucky I am. How much I cherish you. Please."
He parted from your lips to look into your eyes, a question hidden behind his. He was waiting for your reply. Of course. No matter how eager or aroused he was, your sweet Kento would always ask you first. Your heart felt like it was going to explode as he silently looked at you, waiting for a response.
And how could you refuse him, when he asked you so nicely, and you were so much in love?
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A/N: And that's it!
I hope you liked reading this as much as I liked writing it. Soft Nanami is my favourite, I afraid, after Angsty-Nanami.
I'm not dead, just busy with uni, so once again I thank you all for your patience.
Have an amazing day ahead!! <3
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applejuicefruit · 1 year
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Hey there, I wanted to request for a Kylian mbappe domestic maybe after a game with the kids
Hii thank you for requesting! I had so much fun writing this! I changed it a bit and instead of him having a good time with his nephews I made it with his own kids❤️ I hope you like it!✨
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Home sweet home
You missed going to Kylian’s matches. It became hardly impossible to go after you got your twins two years ago.
The pregnancy was unexpected. It shocked the both of you but you were sure you wanted this. It didn’t matter you were both young, you knew you wanted this family. You’ll never forget the face Kylian made when he found out you were expecting twins. His face was a mix of shock, excitement, happiness and fear.
But your twins were the greatest joy of your life, Maya and Theo. Maya was Kylian’s twin.
Of course she was a daddy’s girl.
She was smart and beautiful. Like her dad.
Theo looked like you. He had your eyes. He was definitely a mommy’s boy. He loved when you read to him before sleeping while Maya wanted to play football with her dad before going to sleep. It was your little perfect family and you couldn’t be happier.
Tonight you were staying home watching Kylian’s play with PSG while also taking care of your babies.
Maya was small but she still enjoyed football, so did Theo. They didn’t understand what was going on, of course but they just enjoyed watching their dad on TV.
Maya tried to recreate his movements so many times you’ve lost count.
The game has started and PSG was winning.
Like always.
You were so happy and proud of Kylian.
Everytime the camera showed Kylian, Maya would scream of happiness while Theo was calmer and more observing. You simply loved how they were the exact copy of Kylian and you.
A couple of hours later the game was over and PSG won. Kylian scored twice and he was celebrating with his teammates when he texted you that on his way home he would stop to buy food.
Sushi. Of course.
Because you love it.
And because you craved it for the whole 9 months of pregnancy so now you had to make up for the lost time.
You were lost in your thoughts you didn’t even heard the front door opening.
It was your daughter’s voice waking you from your dream.
“Dada!” she screamed running into her dad. He picked her up while he dropped the bag full of food on the kitchen counter.
“Hii mon chère” he said wrapping his arms around her tiny body.
“You won!” she said exactingly.
Kylian couldn’t help but laught at his daughter’s innocence.
She was definitely a daddy’s girl.
“How’s my champion?” he said coming towards me and Theo. He was laying on my chest and he was falling asleep.
“Tired…” he whispered.
“Why don’t we go to bed uh?” you asked picking him up.
“Can daddy do it this time?” he asked in all of his innocence and Kylian swore his heart missed a bit.
You were always the one to take him to bed so this question left you both surprised.
“Of course sweetie” you said to him and let Kylian take him in his arms.
In the meantime you set the table ready. Maya helping you. And by helping you, you meant playing with her wooden small kitchen pretending to cook.
“He fell asleep” Kylian said coming out from Theo’s bedroom “I didn’t know it was so easy to take him to bed, he fell asleep in just 10 minutes” he said surprised.
“Maya takes an eternity to fall asleep…” he whispered to me so Maya couldn’t hear but I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Dada, mama can we play?” she asked us coming towards us with her Disney ball. Of course she wanted to play football.
I smiled a bit and so did Kylian.
“Yes but first we gotta eat” I said as Kylian helped her to sit right.
We enjoyed eating together as Kylian told us about the match.
After dinner he stood up and cleaned everything telling me to go and play a bit with Maya. Just a couple of minutes Kylian came into the living room and stared playing with Maya.
Eventually she got tired and we both got her to bed. We both checked on Theo too and he was still sleeping meaning he would be awake at 6 in the morning the next day.
We then got into our bedroom and changed into something more comfortable. I couldn’t help but admire my naked body through the mirror. It changed so much after the pregnancy. I had more stretch marks now, my stomach wasn’t flat and my breast wasn’t round as it was before and sometimes I couldn’t help but feel self conscious.
“It made our babies” Kylian said the first time I doubted about my body “I love you just the way you are” he then proceeded to kissed me.
I smiled remembering that night and made my way into bed after changing my clothes.
Kylian wrapped me around his arms and kissed my head.
“You know what I was thinking…” he said.
“Mh?”
“We should make another one…or two” he started kissing me behind my neck.
“Kylian…”
“What?” he said laughing.
I started laughing too.
Maybe after all it wasn’t a bad idea.
Our home sweet home would have been filled up with joy and laughters for the rest of our lives.
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simplygyuu · 1 year
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heyo ! idk if u take reqs or not but can i pls request beomgyu reaction when u fall asleep on another member fluff ? :D
Beomgyu's reaction to you falling asleep on another member
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sorry for just getting to this now, but i finally have time to do requests!! also i dont know if this is exactly what youre looking for when asking for a reaction.. it turned into a mini drabble hehe but i hope you still enjoy it!!
genre : fluff and romance!
pairing : beomgyu x gender neutral!reader
warnings : none
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The last thing Beomgyu expected to see when walking into the living room after getting the popcorn for the 'annual bestie movie night' was you knocked out on Yeonjuns shoulder. Kai and Soobin were giggling over it and elbowing each other before pointing at Beomgyu as well.
"Hyung stole your date!" Soobin snorted as he covered his mouth to stay quiet, not wanting to wake you up with his laughter.
"Shut up!" Beomgyu retorted at a whisper, bringing his arm up into a fake punching motion. Taehyun chuckled a bit at the scene as he focused back onto picking something to watch.
Seriously, Beomgyu doesnt know how you fell asleep so quickly. Not even 30 minutes ago you were screaming over Mario Kart! But either way as your boyfriend he would not stand for you sleeping on Yeonjun.
"Hyung, why didnt you keep them awake until I got here. I was only gone for like 10 minutes!" He whined a bit, a glare holding no real malice directed towards Yeonjun as he sat down on your other side.
"Like you wouldn't have given me shit if I woke them up." Yeonjun replied with a playful roll of his eyes, slowly reaching over for some popcorn to keep from jostling you off his shoulder.
".....You make a fair point."
Yeonjun just let out an amused huff instead of laughing, used to Beomgyu's dramatics by now. Then with touch almost as light as a feather, Beomgyu cupped a hand carefully around the side of your head where it rested on Yeonjun. Very slowly, he gently moved your head until it was on his shoulder instead before sticking his tongue out at Yeonjun.
Once he made sure you were settled against his own shoulder, Beomgyu draped an arm over your shoulders. Absentmindedly he played with your shirt while the movie finally started to play, adverting his attention to the screen.
You awoke to the sound of crashing sounding from the TV in front of you, blearily blinking your eyes open as you tried to focus in on the sound. Half asleep all you really thought about was the warmth next to you, it was a bit cold. A small shiver wracked your body before you turned more to the right, snuggling closer into whoever was next to you.
The arm around your shoulders tightened a bit, just a quick squeeze before leaving its place. You could tell you were leaned up against your boyfriend, he had a very signature smell. As someone sensitive to scents it was easy to pinpoint the smell of his laundry detergent and the citrus scent of his cologne. After dating him for so long just the smell of his cologne was an easy way to calm you down and make you feel tired. Everything about Beomgyu radiated comfort.
To you, if Beomgyu was one word it would be comfort. Wether he was being loud and obnoxious or he was being quiet and reserved, he was always comforting. He was always observant of everything, every little thing you did he took note of. You fidgeted a bit too much with your sleeves? He would tap your arm before asking if you were uncomfortable, if you needed fresh air. A piece of clothing held your attention for an extra second too long? He'd make up some excuse to find time to go sneak off and get it for you. It was so, so comforting to know somebody was so in tune with you. Beomgyu was like a big hug after an emotionally draining day. You could always rely on him having your best interest in mind.
Before you could fall deeper into your sudden sappiness over your boyfriend, you felt a soft blanket get draped over your shoulders along with hearing a quiet, "Hyung, I was using that!" from Kai. You smiled a bit at the youngest boys words, feeling a bit bad but also knowing there were many more blankets in the room. Beomgyu probably took his to keep from moving you too much.
"Better?" Beomgyus deep voice then asked, barely above a whisper as the movie drowned out his voice to anyone else. It was nice knowing that only you two were sharing this conversation.
You hummed with a nod towards his question, pulling your legs up to your chest as you fully leaned up against him. Your eyes were still closed, but you felt the way Beomgyu gently shook with a silent chuckle. His hand then found its place around your waist as he rested his head on top of yours.
"You must be tired if you fell asleep on Yeonjun hyung.." Beomgyu spoke and you could almost hear the pout in his voice. "But I digress! Go ahead and go back to sleep, love. I'll carry you back to the bedroom once this is over."
Once again you just managed a soft nod, much too tired to do anything else. Your limbs felt heavy and warm, you were happy to fall right back asleep. The loud TV didn't bother you one bit.
You knew Beomgyu kept his promise of bringing you back to the bedroom the next morning when you woke up in your rightful place in his arms, curled up under the covers together. Good thing you had chosen to put on your pajamas before the movie night started.
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notes ! : aaaa this was fun to write :) im happy to take any requests!
perm. taglist ! : @squiishymeow @beomnioa @jwnghyuns @ddenoudepression @mywonie
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callsign-dexter · 5 months
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Drunken Confessions
Request: Hi there 😊 aw let me send in a request as well 🤭 you're crushing on your colleague Antonio and him as well. But you catch Hailey flirt with him from time to time, so you end your shift at Molly's and decide to get drunk. The other Intelligence members are there as well and Antonio never lets you out of his sight. So when he sees some guy getting too close to you, he steps in and kisses you, making the guy leave. You're too drunk to process what's going on, so Antonio takes you with him into his apartment and takes care of you till you fall asleep in his bed and mumble something like 'I love you'. Then in the morning you can't remember why you're with him and he tells you what happened and that he loves you as well and that you don't need to be jealous as he'd always chose you 🙊
Pairings: Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Intelligence!Reader
Warnings: angst, fluff, being drunk, alcohol
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A/N: Thank you to @talesofreading for sending this request in!
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When Jay joined Intelligence, you had joined as well. You had always wanted to be a detective and when you heard there were two openings in Intelligence you jumped at the chance while Jay got the other one. You are the sister of Will Halstead and the twin sister of Jay Halstead. While working in Intelligence you got along with everyone and you didn’t take anything lightly and did your job well, so well that other departments were begging for you but you just couldn’t leave your family and Jay behind so you turned the opportunities down every time. You promised yourself you would never love anyone in the department not wanting it to get in the way of your work but there was one guy that had caught your eye, Antonio Dawson.
When you laid eyes on him it was immediate love but you knew he probably didn't feel the same way. Sure, you two flirted with each other but neither of you were going to make the first move both too stubborn to do anything. What you didn’t know was the first day you walked into Intelligence Antonio fell hard for you and couldn’t even keep his eyes off of you and when you smiled at him, he swore his heart stopped beating and it was only you two in the room and nobody else. 2 years later you both were still crushing on each other and every now and then you two would flirt with each other you even had been partnered together. Around this time, you had gotten a new person into Intelligence, Hailey Upton, after Erin left, you really didn’t like her, especially how she strung your brother along and then broke his heart, and you were normally very welcoming but something about her struck something in you. Of course you were going to be civil towards her during work hours but after those it was a different attitude.
You had gotten to work early so you could get some paperwork done while you were alone and you also tend to do your best work alone. You walked in and greeted Trudy and she greeted you back and buzzed you up. You went to the locker room and put your stuff into your locker and then walked back out and sat at your desk. Not even 10 minutes later you heard footsteps walking up the stairs and turned to look and a smile broke out on your face when you saw that it was Antonio. When his eyes met yours he smiled “Good morning. I see you’re here early.” He said and you nodded.
“I tend to do my best work when I’m alone. You should know this by now.” You said with a little chuckle.
“That I do. So what are your plans for after work?” He asked coming to sit on the edge of your desk and you smiled and put a piece of loose hair behind your ear.
“Well, I had planned to kick back and watch some mindless tv while eating pizza but we’ll see how the day turns out.” You said and he smiled, the smile that you had fallen in love with. He was about to say something else but the rest of the team walked up and you quickly got back to work he walked over to his desk and sat down you didn’t look up only focusing on the reports being filled out. The only time you looked up was when you heard Hailey giggle and you wished you hadn’t. The scene when you looked up you saw him smile and her push his shoulder you felt your heart break and when he looked over to you, you quickly looked down trying not to let tears fall what you didn’t was his smile fall and the look of concern pop up. He wasn’t listening to what Hailey was saying, just trying to be polite. This went on throughout the day and it only made you feel worse.
“Listen up.” Hank comes out saying and you all gathered around. “We have a drug deal going down and we need to go and bust them.” He said and you all nodded as everyone was going to change and gather weapons and you pulled Hank to the side.
“Hey, do you think I can be partnered up with Jay for this one? Just this one time.” You asked with hopefulness and he looked at you.
“Of course. Everything ok?” He asked and you nodded.
“I just want to be with my brother on this one.” You said which was a complete lie.
“I’ll tell them when they come out. Now go and get ready to leave.” He said and you nodded. You went and got ready and when you walked out everyone was gathered around “I want Jay and Y/N together on this one.” He said and they nodded. Antonio looked hurt but didn’t say anything and that made you hurt inside. As you were heading to the house with Jay, he started to look over at you every now and then.
“Everything alright, Sis?” He asked and you shrugged.
“Everything is fine.” You had said and he looked at you.
“You have always been a bad liar. Now what’s up?” He asked and you sighed.
“I like Antonio and have had a crush on him for 2 years.” You said and looked over at him and smirked.
“I know.” He said and you looked at him surprised.
“How?” You asked, voice raising a pitch and he laughed.
“Come on Y/N/N. We’re twins. I know you too well. Will also figured it out. Now why did you request to ride with me instead of your partner?” He asked and you huffed.
“Hailey has been flirting with him and he doesn’t even stop her. It hurts too much.” You said and he nodded.
“He loves you. He would be stupid if he messes this up with you. Will and I have your back.” He said and you smiled.
“I love you guys.” You said as you pulled up to the house. You all stormed the house and got everyone in handcuffs without having anyone get hurt. The bust was a success but you were still feeling bad and to be honest heartbroken about what had been going on with Hailey and Antonio so you had forfeited your original plans and headed to Molly’s.
You arrived at Molly’s before anyone else so you got to drinking. You went up to the bar and got a bartender’s attention, you had downed the first drink easily when the rest of Intelligence strolled into the bar and they greeted you but when you saw Antonio you quickly ordered a new drink. You had been working on the second one while you mingled with everyone and then you saw your big brother, Will, and some of his colleagues. “Yo big bro!” You said and slapped him on the shoulder and he smiled.
“Hey, Y/N/N.” He said and gave you a side hug and then you noticed Connor and greeted him.
“Hey, Y/N. Are you drunk already?” He asked
“Tipsy. Not drunk.” You said and pointed at them and then laughed knowing it was a lie when you finished your second drink and you were really feeling it and it was making you forget about Antonio. You had gotten another drink while talking to them despite knowing you probably shouldn’t. You three continued to talk until you were called by someone and you bid them a goodbye and walked over to where you were called over to.
What you didn’t know was that he was watching your every move. He wasn't drinking much matter in fact wasn’t drinking at all. “Hey, Jay, your sister is drunk and getting cozy with some random guy that doesn’t look like he is up to any good.” Adam said and he looked over to you and he could tell it and sighed.
“I’ll go do something about it.” Jay said and Antonio shook his head and got up.
“No, I got it.” Antonio said and got up. You had been talking to some random guy on the back of the wall that you were leaning up against and was getting all flirty. The guy was getting all touchy and Antonio didn’t like that especially with how much you had to drink and didn’t seem to notice it. As he got to you neither you nor the person that was hitting on you paid attention until Antonio’s lips were on yours in a searing kiss. You didn’t know what was going on and the guy left the drink you had in your hands long forgotten and it had fallen from your grip and shattered onto the ground that seemed to pull you out of your trance.
“What?” You asked breathlessly and then stumbled into his arms.
“You’re drunk. I’m gonna take you home.” He said and you didn’t say anything and he helped you walk out while telling both of your brothers what was going on and then they bid you both a good night. Antonio helped you more like you leaned on him the entire way to his car. Once he got you settled into the car you began messing with the controls of the air conditioning and then the radio, he sighed but wasn’t going to say anything.
You were close to being at his apartment when you started to speak up “You know,” You slurred “I’ve had a massive crush on you for two years.” You said as your head slowly turned to look at him. “When I saw Hailey flirt with you and you did nothing, I figured I had lost my chance with you.” You said as he pulled into a parking spot in front of his apartment.
“I’ve had a crush on you too.” He said and you scoffed.
“Don’t take pity on me.” You said as you began to struggle to get out of the seatbelt and he watched you struggle but was quick to help you and then he got out and helped you out of the car. He helped you into the building and then into his apartment. Not much was said as he helped in and then he saw your face turn green and he quickly helped you to the bathroom where you had begun to vomit and he held your hair back. When you were down he slowly helped you up and into his bed and pulled the covers back and once you laid down and helped you take off your shoes. You hated sleeping in jeans but right now you didn’t care. “I love you.” You mumbled as he was getting stuff to sleep on the couch and he smiled and then walked out.
The next morning, he woke up before you and began making breakfast and coffee. Thankfully it was a Saturday which means that none of you had to go into work. The smell of food is what woke you up and had you sitting up in bed and looking around the unfamiliar apartment and you got up and stumbled out of the bedroom. When you got into the kitchen you saw Antoino there. “What am I doing here?” You asked him and that made him look up.
“You got super drunk at Molly’s and I decided to bring you here to sleep it off.” He said and you nodded and sat down as he sat down a plate of food and coffee. You started to eat and drink “You also told me you had a massive crush on me for two years.” He said and you stopped eating and looked up at him horrified.
“What?” You asked
“You said-” He began again and you stopped him.
“I heard you.” You said as you swallowed.
“But it’s ok because I’ve liked you, no loved, you for two years too.” He said and your eyes widened. “You also mumbled you loved me. You don’t have to be jealous of her or anyone else. You know why?” He asked and you shook your head. “Because I love you and I will always choose you.” He said as he came over and crouched down to where he was eye level with you. You leaned in and kissed him but pulled back when you felt the beginning of hangover vomit start to make its way up and you rushed to the bathroom. Antonio wasn’t too far behind you and once again held your hair back. Once you were done you flushed the toilet and then leaned back into him.
“How about I brush my teeth and then I can kiss you?” You asked and he chuckled and nodded and helped you up. He pulled out an extra toothbrush and gave it to you and once your teeth were brushed and mouth was rinsed out you turned to him and kissed him. The kiss was full of passion. “I’ve been wanting to do that for 2 years.” You said once you both pulled away and he nodded.
“So have I.” He said and smiled.
Yeah, this was going to be a wonderful start to an awesome, filled with a lot of love, and beautiful relationship.
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liveforjeongin · 3 months
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this is my first time asking because I really like your writing, can I request lee Changbin.? It doesn’t matter who the Ler is, and go crazy with the prompts..I just need him, desperately. Thank you so much for doing what you do and have a great day ahead!
Just A Light Poke
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I literally love you I LOVE lee!Changbin
I chose some prompts also, cuz I honestly didn't know what to write, but reading the prompts gave me some inspiration so I decided using some of them, I hope that's fine
And you're so sweet anon, thank youuu
Also thanks for the request<33
-tickle fic, if you don't like that you can keep scrolling
lee!Changbin ler!Jeongin
requested by: anon
warnings: threatens against the shoes (lol😭), raspberries, nibbles, swearing, kinda long
Prompt 23, list #1: “I thought that you said you weren’t ticklish.”
Prompt 36, list #1: “I didn’t tell you to stop…”
Prompt 47, list #1: “I think that i like this. Can you do it some more?”
Prompt 99, list #1: “You almost never swear! This must be a lot for you!”
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Skz had been on schedule the whole day. On interviews, recording some content for Stay, just like some episodes of 2Kids Show, and also practicing for the upcoming presentations on music awards there are between December and January.
The members, were tired but also happy and proud of themselves for how this era was doing, but one member, Changbin, woke up with extreme energy that day.
Changbin was being extremely loud and clingy, more than usual, especially with Jeongin, always hugging him and chasing him for hugs or to ask him for kisses (which are never given).
Jeongin normally wouldn't care, and actually, wasn't caring at the moment. He knows how Changbin is, and he might seem bothered by that, but he's actually not. In fact, Jeongin also woke up in a good, playful mood that day, so we can say their energies where matching together and they were having fun in between all the tiring things the were having to do across the day.
While they were playfully fooling around after and interview, Jeongin poked Changbin's side. It was a light poke, Jeongin didn't even think when he did it, but Changbin practically jumped at it. Jeongin just giggled a bit and decided to not think much about it.
But... How many times had Changbin wreck him after seeing his extremely ticklish reaction to the lightest touch? This was the perfect opportunity to get him back. So the maknae just kept that information for later, he was really going to destroy that guy...
Some hours later, it was already 9pm, the members were extremely tired, excepting for Changbin, who somehow kept some energy, so it was sure the members in the 3racha+Hyunjin dorm weren't going to sleep soon. Maybe our baby bread could help them with that...
It was a surprise for the whole group when Jeongin asked Chan if he could to go with them to their dorm, and he'd go to his later. It's not like Jeongin didn't like visit his hyungs from the other dorm, it's just that... Well, he wasn't likely to go after a long work day.
And definitely not at 9pm.
But 3racha and Hyunjin were happy to be visited by their maknae, despite the hour, so they accepted.
After being threatened by Minho about selling all his shoes if he wasn't at their dorm before 10:30pm, Jeongin entered the car where 3racha+Hyunjin were, and they went to their dorm.
Once in the 3racha+Hyunjin dorm, Jeongin sat on a living room's couch with Chan. They were going to see a movie cuz there was actually nothing much to do, while Changbin, Jisung and Hyunjin went each one to their own room.
Around minute 20, Jeongin decided to go complete his mission before the dwaekki fell asleep, so he confessed his plan to Chan, who understoond perfectly and paused the movie so the youngest wouldn't miss anything.
Jeongin stood up and walked towards Changbin's room "Hyung? You still awake?" He asked, making sure to not be too loud in case he was already asleep.
"Yup. Come in, Innie" Changbin said from the other side of the door.
Jeongin entered the older's room, closing the door behind him and sitting down next to him in his bed "What you doing, hyung?" He asked innocently, as if he waren't about to tickle the shit out of him.
Changbin was happy to have a time with his youngest, after all, he appreciated the members a lot and was happy when they were the ones looking for him, it felt good.
"Just scrolling through Instagram. Nothing new or interesting. What about you? Weren't you watching a movie with Chan hyung?"
"Oh, yes, but... You'll see, I've been thinking about something the whole day and now I need to do it, could you let me?" Jeongin asked, with that cute and infallible smile of his.
"Let you do... Exactly what?" The dwaekki asked, raising an eyebrow, now finding the youngest's behavior non usual from him.
"Can I tickle you, hyung? I won't be too mean, really"
Changbin was surprised and flustered by the maknae's question, he was expecting everything but that "T-Tickle me? Are you serious? Pfft, I'm... Not even ticklish, so it would be in vain if you tried. Sorry to disappoint you, baby bread" The older rushed to reply, the nervousness evident in his voice and a light pink blush spreading over his cheeks.
"If you're not ticklish then you wouldn't mind if I test it myself, right?" Jeongin grinned at the older, knowing he will win this fight
"U-Uhhhh... I-I..."
Without letting him say another word, Jeongin jumped over the rapper and sat on his thighs, also keeping his arms above his head.
It was so unexpected that Changbin couldn't even fight back, and at the moment he realized everything, he was already pinned down by the youngest.
Jeongin didn't lose any more time and immediately started squeezing the older's side, provoking loud, cute giggles out of him, and attempts of squirming, that failed since Jeongin had him immobilized.
"Oh? What's that, hyung? I thought you said you weren't ticklish" Innie teased, with a grin on his face.
"Shuhuhuhuhut up, Jeongihihihin!" Changbin blushed at the youngest's teases
Jeongin gasped dramatically "How dare you say such rude things to your dongsaeng, hyung? Channie hyung have told you multiple times that you have to respect your youngers!" The maknae went wild on Changbin's ribs, his worst spot from far
"N-NohohOHOHOHOHO INNIHIHIHIHIHIE! WAHAHAHAHAIT! INNIE, INNIHIHIHIE IT TICKLES SO MUHUHUHUHUCH. I CAN'T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT!"
After a few more seconds torturing the older, Jeongin stopped and got off of his hyung, leaving Changbin all blushed and breathing hard.
"I didn't tell you to stop..." Changbin said as turned his face to face (lol😭) Innie.
Jeongin looked at the dwaekki, a bit surprised at his words "What do you mean?" Asked, just to make sure he understood right.
"I mean that... I think that I like this. Can you do it some more?" Changbin asked shyly
Jeongin could only smile at the older's request, not having expected that, but finding it extremely cute, so sat back on Changbin thighs and started squeezing his hips, making him go crazy.
"WaHAHAHAHAIT JEONGIN, THAT'S BAHAHAHHAHAHAD! THAT'S REALLY BAHAHAHHAHAHAD!"
"Awwwww, you like this, hyungie?"
Changbin could barely talk, so answered as he could, not thinking twice before doing it "HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAA YEHEHEHEHEHES, YEHEHEHEHHEHEHES!"
Jeongin smiled and lifted up the older's shirt, and without any warning, blew a raspberry close to his side, making Changbin kick his legs and move his head like crazy, while did his best to push Jeongin's head out of his belly, failing even though he's so strong, but strong people also become weak when tickled. Understand him.
"FUHUHUHUHUHUCK! FUCK, JEONGIHIHIHIHIN, THAT'S TOO BAHAHAHAD! THAT'S BAD, IT'S BAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAD, IT'S REALLY BAHAHAHHAD"
Jeongin giggled on the dwaekki's belly "You almost never swear! This must be a lot for you!" And then proceeded to nibble all over the other guy's midsection while scribbling his ribs, which drove the older totally insane.
"NOHOHOHOHOHOHO, JEONGIHIHIHIHIN! JEONGIN, FUHUHUHUHUCK, THIS IS TOO BAD! IT'S TOO BAD, I CAN'T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA JEONGIN, JEONGIN STOP, STOP PLEHEHEHEHEASE!"
Jeongin finally stopped, getting off of his hyung for the second time, and stroking his hair a bit, as an aftercare.
"Was that too much, hyungie?" The younger asked softly, to what the older shook his head and blushed while answering "It was great, thank you, Innie"
Changbin then gave a small but tight hug to his dongsaeng, as another way of thanking him. Jeongin, even though he wasn't a great fan of skinship, accepted the hug with a slight smile, and even hugged Binnie back.
After pulling away from the hug, Binnie stared a the ceiling for some seconds, and then spoke up again "What time did Lee Know hyung said you had to be home or else he'd sell all your shoes?"
"SHIT, YOU'RE RIGHT" Jeongin quickly checked the hour: 10:23pm. He could make it to the dorm in seven minutes, right? He hoped so, or his shoes were going to pay the consequences.
Innie stood up from Changbin's bed in a rush, yelling a "Good night Changbin, Han, and Hyunjin hyungs" while running all over the dorm. Then arrived the living room and let a tired from running "Good night Channie hyung" out. Chan couldn't help but giggle at the youngest's hurry, but replied with a "Good night for you too Innie, and you better run cuz it's already 10:25", which only made the maknae even more worried, so he ran out of the dorm towards his, which fortunately was just a few streets away.
Changbin, meanwhile, was still staring at the ceiling, replaying the scene of Innie absolutely wrecking the total shit out of him. Damn, that felt so good and liberating.... Maybe he could ask him for more one day...
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AHHIE'S BACK AGAIN, HELLO😻
And I'm back with my long fics with an even longer introduction, this feels more me than ever
I love lee!Changbin so this was really fun and cute to write
I hope you guys like it, and lmk if you prefer long or short fics the most, I'm still having a crisis with that
Also, heavily thinking on doing a taglist for all of my fics, what do you think????
And please tell me you get the shoes thing I couldn't think of anything better but I really liked it😭 (Heavily thinking on writing a drabble or an os with that, help)
Anyway-
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lingering-42-long · 1 year
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Hello! May I request a Ghost x !fem Reader where Simon and the reader are best friends in highschool, they always secretly help each other during tests (It would be so funny to see the two of them cheating during a test just so they can give each other the right answers) they hang out at the reader's house and they are just an amazing duo.
Simon trusts the reader with his LIFE since she's always there for him, she always comforts him, support him and cheer him up whenever he has negative thoughts about himself... Simon tells her about his father and opens up to her about the way he feels. Both of them end up realizing they have fallen in love with each other. (Teenage ghost deserves more appreciation :( and I just love the way you write)
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Though Tick and Thin
You two, thank you so much for this ask, since it was practically the same, I just combined them. I was reading on how old Simon is, to understand what year he went to school with the reader. He enlisted himself after 9/11 (16 is the earliest you can enlist in the UK). So the setting is 2000, before the attack. The reader and Simon would be 15, a perfect time to find romance. I loved this childhood romance so much I might make it into a series. Y’all let me know if I should.
Warnings:
Note: This means Simon is an old boy coming in at roughly 37 ish this year. Love this old man!
Also!: I said that I wasn’t going to be posting as much during the holidays but I did finish this earlier than expected so here’s a special unplanned gift to y’all!
Summary: Kids being kids, just before summer break, getting themselves into trouble, living life, and realizing that their friendship might be more than just friends.
“Come on! We’re going to be late!” A young girl in her fithteens shouted from outside as Simon was trying to get out the door. “I’m coming! I’m coming!” He huffed, “geez your impatient arnt ya?”
“Yes. Now, hurry up!” The girl puffed her chest. “School starts in 10 minutes.”
“I’m aware of that” he grumbled as the he trotted to catch up with her.
Simon finally caught up with this girl as they briskly walked to the school. Her name was (y/n). She was a spunky teen who had too much energy and was always getting herself (and him) into trouble since grade school. He and (y/n) had become bonded buddies and did everything together, she even helped him land a job with her father, a local butcher here in Manchester, England.
The reason as to why (y/n) was rushing to school was because they had finals this week before winter break. (Y/n) was looking forward to spending the holidays with her best friend. “Did your folks say yes to you spending the night with me?” She asked.
Simon nodded, “Dads out of town this week and mom said I could go”
“Oh thank goodness!” She squealed and hugged the lanky boy tightly. She was one of the very few people who knew about his dad’s abuse, and one of the few people that could comfort him. He was pretty shy around others, in reality he just didn’t like talking to strangers unless needed too. (Y/n) was different, she came though his locked doors like a bomb and made herself at home in his heart.
School bell rang as the two young teens slipped into there seats. The teacher was talking about polynomials and droning on about them. (Y/n) almost fell asleep. Simon watched her. The way her head dipped and her pretty eyes closing ever so slowly… no! He wasn’t in love with her! She was his friend, he couldn’t fall for his best friend… could he?
School was long and boring for both. There was going to be a test before winter break, both Simon and (y/n) cringed as the teacher droned on about it being important for them to study. (Y/n) already got in trouble twice for dozing in class, she, being the hot headed person, spat back quietly without the teacher noticing, “well if your class wasn’t so boring maybe I’d pay attention.” This made Simon chuckle at his friend’s antics.
Finally school ended and the two headed to (y/n)’s house. “Moms making a roast for us tonight. I think dad will be home from work soon too.” She held his hand as the two walked. Simon only nodded and held her hand back. He liked listening to her talk. She made him feel good about himself. Any time he was ever alone, scared, or sad, he always relied on (y/n). He hated for her to see that side of him, his overstimulated, self loathing, pathetic self. He hated that he was being protected, all he wanted was to protect others.
As his intrusive thoughts infected his mind, he felt a poke in his ribs, “Earth to Simon, come in Simon, do you copy?”
“What? Oh, yeah I’m here.” His mind snapped back to the present.
“Oh good thought I lost ya!” (Y/n) grinned. “We’re home” she pointed to her family’s small home, with the chimney puffing out smoke and the lights in the window illuminating the rooms inside. To Simon, this was what home should be like, warm, comforting, inviting. He wished his home was like that.
Shivering a bit the two kids stepped into the house and hung there jackets up and put away there shoes. “Mum! We’re home!” (Y/n) shouted. Their dog came running to them, the big black lab, named Belle, that was always happy to greet newcomers. Simon liked the dog. He gave her a scratch behind the ears.
“Come in you two!” (Y/n)’s mother came from the kitchen and hugged both of them.
“How was school?” She asked
“Boring! I fell Asleep twice.” (Y/n) groaned. Her mother clicked her tongue “your teacher is taking the time to teach the lot of ya. Best give them the due and listen to them”
“Sure mom” (y/n) huffed.
“Why don’t you too set the table, your dad will be in soon.”
The two started setting the table, but Simon’s mind was elsewhere, he knew (y/n) was talking, but right now she sounded like Charlie Brown’s teacher. He liked watching her, analyzing her behavior, the way she walked, the way she would get all worked up on something she loved, the way her hair fell… WHAT WAS HE THINKING. He was acting like a love struck male. The hell?! He was trying to get those thoughts out. Those lovey-dovy feelings made him sick. He didn’t believe that he would find love, not with his shitty life.
“You been spacing out a lot… you ok” (y/n) asked concerned for her friend/crush. She had always had a crush on him since they met at school. (Y/n) always cherished the relationship with him. Simon was her best friend. The two got into trouble, joked about things, and spending copious amounts of time together. Him spacing out like this worried her.
“Yeah I’m fine… just thinking.” Simon blushed
“About?” (Y/n) pressed
“The test tomorrow… I need to pass it…” he lied
“Look I got a plan..”
“You always got a plan… mostly we get caught.”
“Not this time! It’s foolproof. I have been working on it since yesterday night.”
“Oh goodie… a plan that was made last night” he rolled his eyes
“Oh hush you.” She stuck out her tongue. “Unless you have a better idea.”
“I don’t.”
“Then it’s settled! We will go with my plan.”
Before Simon could argue, (y/n)’s dad came in. “Hunny, kids I’m home!” He called out. The mom came and greeted the big burly man and so did (Y/n). Simon just shook the man’s hand. “Good to see you again Simon” the man smiled, he was also Simon’s boss at the local butcher shop.
“Dinners almost ready” the mom called out as everyone made there way to the table.
After dinner the kids helped clean up the dishes then went into (y/n)’s room to study. The parents were in the living room watching tv. They trusted Simon and (Y/n) together and had no problems with the kids hanging out and having sleepovers, knowing that Simon was not coming from a safe household.
The two sat on the floor looking over at the study guide for the test. “Ok so we will write the formulas on a piece of paper then we eat it as we go.”
“Really? Your plan is to eat paper?” Simon rolled his eyes.
“Yes! The teachers will think we are chewing gum and if they ask us to get rid of it we swallow.
“I don’t know???? It might work.” He shrugged.
“It’s our only option” she flopped onto his lap and stared at Simon. “I have a headache.”
“You are a headache” he chuckled and played with (y/n)’s hair. She always let Simon mess with her hair, though he would not admit it, but her laying on him was giving him a heart attack.
“Hey! Rude!” (Y/n) huffed but smiled. “At least your my pain in my ass.”
He chuckled, “ how about this, we are both each other’s problems.”
“Deal?”
“Deal.”
They pinky promised.
The next day the two where ready. The test was long but the plan was coming together beautifully. Soon the teacher was catching on. “Miss (y/n) please come over here… you too Mister Simon” we both exchanged small glances as we made our way to our teacher. Miss (y/n) I have been noticing you have been stealing glances, don’t play dumb with me I saw you glancing at Simon’s work… Mister Simon, are you helping her cheat?” She questioned. He paled… if the teacher sent him to the principals office he would get the worst beating of his life from his dad. “No mamm” (y/n) spoke up her voice quivering, desperate to save her friend. “He wasn’t aware I was cheating.” She looked at Simon “no mamm I didn’t know.”
She pondered for a bit. “Since mister Simon has never been a troublemaker I will let you go… miss (y/n) your test will not be valid and you now go see the principal. Now.” The teacher glared over her glasses. (Y/n) nodded and shakily made her way to the head masters room. She was in for a lot of trouble.
It had been three weeks since Simon got to hang out with (y/n). She was grounded for that few weeks and had detention for three Saturdays. It was fine. He worked at the butchers shop with her dad who apologized for his daughter. Simon said it was fine and there friendship wasn’t ruined. This pleased the dad greatly. He liked Simon.
Once she was out of her punishment the two were once again hanging out at her house, relaxing. Simon looked over at her who was listening to music on her CD player. She chose music that would not hurt Simon’s ears. She knew his dad was a cruel man that tormented his son in lots of ways.
Simon smiled at her as she began to speak, “it was sooooo boring without you! Mum took away all my electronics for 3 weeks! 3 weeks I was sitting in my room doing nothing.”
Simon chuckled “it couldn’t have been that bad.”
“Si,” the nickname she gave him he loved her when (y/n) called him that.
“You are my best friend. Without you I might as well die!” She dramatically threw herself onto the bed and groaned.
Simon chuckled, “your still alive now” he sat next to her draped frame.
“True” she sighed. “I’m bored”
“Hi bored, I’m Simon”
“Haha your sooooooo funny” (y/n) rolled her eyes but smiled.
“Let’s take a walk.” Simon stated.
“Now?”
“You got a better idea”
“Hey that’s my line you can’t use my line”
“Love, I’ll use whatever line I want too.” He had not realized he called her “Love” it came out so naturally. When he realized he had said it, Simon nearly thew up. (Y/n) didn’t seem to care or mind (deep down she was screaming). “Sure! Let’s go!”
The two walked together’s in silence out in the cold, England air, content with each others presence not having to see much just living in the moment. Simon felt (y/n) wrap her arm with his and hold him close, this made him whimper a tiny bit. His whole body shook as he looked down at her. “Um, (y/n) I got to tell you something.” The jacket, he was wearing, felt like 50c and he stopped then turned to face her, holding her hands. “(y/n) I-…I love you…. A lot…. I g-get it if you don’t…. I wouldn’t blame you… b-but…” Simon gasped for air, “I w-want to have a R-relationship w-with you… more than just f-friends… Y-you mean s-s-so m-much to me.” He was on the verge of crying.
“Oh hush! Your working yourself to death. Of course I would love to be your Girlfriend! I have been wanting this since grade one!”
“W-what if we f-fail at t-this? I d-don’t want t-to hurt y-you. I don’t w-want to b-be like my dad”
“You are a hundred times better than that beast of a man, I trust you with my life. Plus it would have to be something important for us to break up on. Even if we did I would still be your friend. I love you Simon Riley.” She lowered her head to his chest, he was taller than her her from a recent growth spurt that summer. Simon hugged her tight. “I love you (y/n) (y/l/n). Though thick and thin.”
“Though thick and thin” she repeated.
“May I… you know… kiss you” he asked, shyly.
“Anytime you need it” (y/n) replied.
The first kiss that they shared was definitely not the smoothest. Since it was both their first time they had no idea how to properly kiss one another without bumping noses or biting tongue, but nether the less, The two enjoyed the experience. (Y/n) giggled “sorry I’m a horrible kisser.”
“No your the best kisser ever.” He nuzzled her shoulder as the two walked back to her house.
“As if you know what a good kisser is” she laughed.
“True but I love you. “ he smiled, truly happy for once.
“I love you too.”
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"Are you staring?"
Hola bitches :D here is a Brance fic that was requested sooooOOoOOo let's get into it,also they're both 18 and living together
Bruce was always mesmerized by Vance.By that I mean by staring at him and not taking an eye off him for atleast 20 minutes without even realizing it.Of course,Vance finds that adorable,but then again,he never spoke about it,until one day..
While doing math homework,Bruce did it again.He lost focus and was looking at Vance the whole time.
"hey,is the answer to the sixth question 25?"
Vance asked as he looked at Bruce,realizing Bruce's been staring at him throughout the whole hang out.
Bruce quickly turned his head to avoid eye contact with his boyfriend.He hated eye contact,it made him so nervous when he was around people he liked.
"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable.."
Bruce felt bad,thinking he actually put Vance in an uncomfortable situation.
Vance chuckles at his reaction,finding it adorable.
"you're adorable,you know that?"
Vance said,as he pressed a soft kiss against Bruce's head.
"huh?-.."
Bruce's face turned red.He was an absolute mess.
"so..you're not upset?"
Bruce asked,still being a little worried.
"why would I be?You're my boyfriend,on top of that it's just staring."
Vance stated as he went through Bruce's black shiny hair with his fingers.
"yeah..i guess so."
Bruce said,chuckling as Vance kissed his cheek.
"also,is the answer 25?"
Vance asked.
"yeah!"
Bruce replied.
After they finished,they decided to go for a drive,even though it was late at night.
During the drive,Bruce leaned his head on the window,fighting the urge to doze off and fall asleep.Vance noticed it,finding it pretty cute.
"you good?"
Vance asked as he made eye contact with Bruce.
"yeah..just really tired."
Bruce said,yawning.
"you can sleep if you want to,I'll just wake you up when we need to go home,okay?"
Vance requested.
"oh no,that won't be necessary,i can handle it!"
Bruce said enthusiastically,it's like his energy bursted through the roof.
"okay then"
Vance said as he turned his head to look out on the road.
After around 10 minutes,of course,Bruce fell asleep.
"hey do you-"
Before Vance could finish his question,he stared at Bruce sleeping.
"god he's so beautiful.."
Vance thought as he blushed heavily.
He then immediately drove home.When they parked,he got out of the car,opened the door on Bruce's side,put a jacket over him and carried him to their apartment.This isn't the first time Vance carried Bruce around while he was asleep.When they got home,Vance puts Bruce on their bed,and was about to walk out of the room,until Bruce grabbed Vances hand.
"wait..don't leave.."
Bruce said,still being extremely tired.
Vance chuckles on that.He found it cute that Bruce wants him to stay.So of course,him being a good boyfriend he is,he immediately lied next to Bruce and hugged him.Bruce yawned and in the spawn of minutes they fell asleep holding each other.
I didn't write Brance in A LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG TIME SO HERE
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keefwho · 2 days
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March 25 - 2024 Monday
10:41pm
6/10
This morning I took time to shave my legs and everything. I'm developing more chest hair and I hate that. Im nice and smooth now. I took some 'me time' in the shower. For breakfast I made a jimmy dean sandwich with a side of oatmeal. I was nearly late for work.
Warmups were rough today, I was trying to study different styles of furry head drawing in preparation for the YCHs today but I didn't perform too well. Someone came to stream today and asked to sketch Venus as a warmup and they actually did a good job. I got 2 and a half of the YCHs done.
After work I didn't do my workout since my legs are still very sore from the hike on Saturday. My body was telling me I needed rest and I listened. Instead I played Stardew Valley in bed for an hour before lunch. Im just now starting to pop off with how big my farms are getting. I need sprinklers. For lunch I made my rice stir fry with chicken. It came out okay but I would have preferred pork and beef with the vegetable mixture I had. But I wanted to shake things up since I had pork last time. I also texted BD since she's currently at the top of my social rotation. Usually that means I'll just try to join if someone is on or in a VC but today I took a greater initiative by DMing.
In the afternoon I did a request for BR which went well and I started a drawing for DS's friend SN since her birthday is coming up. She never got back to me about what she wanted since she's bad at communicating so I'm doing something kinda generic. But I intend to do a good job on it. Then I worked on PZ's VRchat world for about 30 minutes before calling it a day. The evening was spent watching someone play the new Princess Peach game and a little more Stardew on the side. I called DS for about 10 minutes before my therapy appointment. Therapy went very well, we talked a lot about how to find my values and my immediate direction going forward. I also made good progress with whatever my insurance is up to.
After therapy I called DS in bed and we did our usual puzzles, Monster High, and Kingdom Hearts. We finished the first Monster High book today and she was instantly able to get her hands on the second one. We found out in KH2 that the coliseum doesn't give XP so I have to normal grind. After she fell asleep, I mostly perused Twitter and was trying to see if there was anyone new I could follow that would post stuff I'll actually retweet.
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In the morning I checked Costar which told me that 'my friends need me more than I realized' so I tried to do something with that today. I guess I kept in mind that they need me like I need them. I also kept a few defusion exercises in mind in case I needed them today since thats what my Mondays are about. Most of the day was pretty meh but the therapy was good.
3 things I liked about today:
Playing Stardew Valley.
Drawing for SN.
Therapy.
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thesapphiccrytid · 2 years
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Uhhh maybe marcanne fluff like them cuddling while marcy is playing on her switch or just some soft kisses,,
but request aside please take care of yourself and rest if the vaccine ain't making ya feel good and i really hope you feel better bestie!!
literally my comfort ship at this point ajfjsjf
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comfortbucky · 3 years
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hey hey! can u do some fluffy bucky about having to share a hotel room w u and there’s only one bed!!!! and he’s trying to be respectful n stuff but man does he have the fattest crush on u! thank u <333
HEY HEY YES OMFGGG THE ONE BED TROPE (ur mind😌🤝)
i’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE I DIDN’T EXPECT IT TO COME SO SOON
𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗱, 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗼𝘁𝘀 ⋆。˚ ☁︎ ˚。⋆。˚☽˚。⋆ 。˚
pairing: bucky x fem!avenger!reader
tags: enemies(?) to lovers BABYYYY, angst, fluff
A/N: i almost always write about tfatws!bucky in mind but let me try and branch out by writing about avenger!bucky hehe
i hope u enjoy🥺💗i absolutely loved this prompt and loved writing this!!!! (it is almost 4am for me as i am posting this :) i’m insane :))
this oneshot will not be following the canon timeline!
word count: 2k
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“Stick to the plan, Y/N.” Steve’s voice came through over the intercom. She rolled her eyes at his warning. He always seemed to be extra cautious with her, making her feel like an unimportant member of the team, and this mission was no different.
“I got this,” she said, completely ignoring his request and charging headfirst at the enemy. Her brash decision resulted in her receiving a heavy beat down, ending up with a split lip and fractured ribs.
Needless to say, Steve was pissed. He and Y/N developed a close friendship over the years, during his search for Bucky. She was oftentimes the one who would stay up all night with him, looking for any trace of Bucky’s existence online. She’d become one of the closest people in his life, which is exactly why he was upset with her, endangering her own life.
After the mission, he confronted her at the base camp.
“You could’ve gotten killed!”
“But I didn’t,” she snapped back. “And the mission was a success anyways, so I don’t get why you’re so mad right now.”
Steve closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing.
“It’s reckless behavior like this that’s eventually going to get you killed, Y/N.”
Bucky walked into the room and immediately regretted his decision as soon as he laid his eyes on Y/N. He’d come to foster an animosity towards her, after seeing her close friendship with Steve. After Bucky joined the Avengers, he noticed how much time they spent together, and jealousy started to fester within him. Steve was the only person he felt comfortable being around in the tower and she constantly took him away from Bucky. Everyone else seemed to have an aversion to him, or so he assumed. He never gave anyone the chance to get to know him, locking himself up in his room most hours of the day. Bucky didn’t think anyone would want to get to know an ex-assassin, especially one that killed the Tony Stark’s parents. She was the one thing that kept Steve away from him and he despised it. So Bucky did what he did best and avoided any sort of interaction with her.
Steve looked at Bucky and suddenly, an idea popped in his head. He had noticed how closed-off Bucky had been since joining the Avengers and refused to let Y/N be alone, worried that she might make another brazen decision. He hatched a plan to kill 2 birds with 1 stone.
“Bucky,” Steve said, making his way over to him. “You and Y/N will be assigned to the same room tonight.”
Bucky choked on his own spit in response and Y/N began to protest.
“You’re not serious, right?” Steve turned to face her with a stern expression.
“You’re not giving me any reason to trust you to be alone.” She let out a defeated sigh and crossed her arms across her chest.
“Why me?” Bucky asked, trying to figure out how he ended up in this situation.
Steve placed a hand on Bucky’s shoulder and looked into his eyes. “Because I trust you, Buck. I need you to do this for me.”
Bucky could see the desperation in Steve’s eyes and reluctantly nodded.
Steve was able to obtain another key card to the hotel room that Y/N was assigned to for the mission. He forgot to take into account the logistics of the sleeping arrangements, leaving Bucky to find a single bed as he entered Y/N’s room.
Bucky froze, his right hand on the door handle, keeping it open, his left hand by his side, holding his duffel bag. He racked his brain, trying to figure out what to do, when Y/N’s voice pulled him from his thoughts.
“Relax,” she started, motioning for him to come inside. “I’ll sleep on the floor, alright?”
Y/N knew that Bucky didn’t like her, despite Steve trying to convince her otherwise. It hurt her feelings a bit, especially after she’d learned so much about him through both Steve’s stories and the time she spent tracking him down. He was such an important person to Steve, her close friend, and Bucky hated her. At first, she figured he was shy and wasn’t ready to open up to anyone else, especially after all the trauma he endured. But she realized he actively disliked her over time, with Bucky always leaving the room when she entered or ignoring her offers to hang out with her and Steve. Eventually, she gave up on reaching out to Bucky, as she only seemed to upset him further, no matter what she did. She figured it was for the best.
Bucky stepped into the room and shook his head.
“Bed’s too soft for me anyways, I’ll take the floor,” he grumbled.
Y/N shrugged in response, knowing that Bucky would be too stubborn to try and argue against. She turned around and picked up the phone, calling the front desk to ask for extra blankets and pillows. When she hung up the phone, she turned back to Bucky to see him nod in thanks.
The rest of the night was silent, as they both prepared for bed, taking turns going into the bathroom to wash up and change. While Y/N was in the bathroom, Bucky arranged the extra blankets and pillows into a makeshift bed on the ground, something that he’d done countless times before. Y/N exited the bathroom in an oversized t-shirt that covered her shorts, and placed her toiletries bag in one of the hotel dresser drawers.
“Bathroom’s all yours.” Bucky grunted in response, grabbing some clothes and a bag headed for the bathroom.
“Don’t do anything stupid,” he stated, just before shutting the door behind him. Y/N scoffed at his comment, gently climbing into bed, in an attempt to not further injure her ribs. She winced as she tried to get into a comfortable position before settling to sleep on the side of her unaffected ribs.
Bucky emerged from the bathroom to see Y/N lying on her left side, her back towards him. He assumed that she had already fallen asleep and quietly crawled into his makeshift bed.
Approximately 10 minutes had passed, when he heard her sniffling. At first, he thought the noise was coming from outside the window, but he traced it back to her. He remained lying on his back for a moment, deciding whether or not to say something. Bucky sighed before speaking.
“You okay?” Y/N immediately stiffened upon hearing Bucky’s voice. She was hoping that he wouldn’t hear her crying, despite his super soldier hearing abilities.
“Yeah, ‘m fine,” she replied back, her voice wavering as she spoke. Y/N hated how weak and pathetic she sounded in that moment. Her fractured ribs made it hard for her to breathe and the adrenaline, that was previously shielding her from the pain, had faded, leaving her to lie there in agony. On top of that, she also felt that this mission solidified her belief that Steve had little faith in her ability to be an Avenger. The last thing she wanted to do right now, was to confess her insecurities to Bucky.
Bucky’s attitude softened, hearing Y/N’s voice crack when she spoke. He knew she’d gotten hurt due to her own, dumb, decision during the mission. Bucky quietly pulled his blankets off and stood up, leaving the room without saying another word. As soon as the door shut, Y/N burst into tears. Bucky did exactly as he’d done in the past many times before, leave. She wasn’t sure why this time upset her more than the rest. Probably because she knew that he was aware of her crying and he’d still chosen to abandon her completely.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening, causing her to stop crying. Y/N listened to Bucky’s footsteps growing closer, and felt the bed dip under his weight as he sat on the edge she was facing towards. She peered over the blanket she was covering her face with, to see Bucky facing her, holding a bag of ice, wrapped in a towel. Bucky’s heart sank at the sight of her glossy eyes and tear stained cheeks in the moonlight.
“For your ribs,” he spoke softly, gesturing to the ice bag in his hands.
“Oh. Thank you.”
Y/N took the bag from him, attempting to slowly sit up. She closed her eyes as she grimaced, and suddenly felt a hand on her back, helping her up. Her eyes opened to reveal Bucky, with a soft smile on his lips. She silently thanked him again, placing the ice bag on the right side of her ribcage.
“Thought you hated me,” she mumbled, keeping her gaze down on her lap. He furrowed his brows, keeping his eyes on her.
“I don’t hate you.”
“Well, you definitely don’t like me.”
Bucky paused at her comment, thinking about his next words, before responding.
“I don’t like that you take up all of Steve’s free time,” he grumbled, causing Y/N to quickly look up at Bucky, his eyes averting her gaze. Her face fell, immediately realizing why Bucky had treated her so coldly all this time. He just missed his friend.
“I’m so sorry, Bucky.” She placed a hand on his shoulder and he looked up at her in response. “I didn’t realize, I’m sorry.”
Bucky didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t expecting her to be so kind and understanding, even coming up with multiple points to argue back at her. He realized then that he didn’t know her at all, but that he wanted to now. In an instant, she became an entirely different person. He studied her eyes and wondered if they had always sparkled like that, if her cheeks were naturally rosy, or if her lips had always been so pink and plump.
His expression softened and he cleared his throat. “It’s fine,” he muttered, tearing himself away from her gaze to look down at his lap. After a moment of silence, Bucky stood up to return back to the floor.
“Stay.” The words left Y/N’s mouth before she had time to process them. Bucky froze and turned to face her. “I mean, if you want to, of course. Just figured the floor must be super uncomfortable for you.” Y/N felt a blush creep up onto her cheeks and kicked herself mentally. She looked down at her hands, regretting the words she spoke, before feeling the bed dip again. She looked up to see Bucky. He smiled and she almost melted at the sight.
She shifted over, putting the ice bag on the nightstand, as Bucky crawled into bed next to her. The two rested on their backs, both staring at the ceiling in silence. Bucky remained at a respectful distance away, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. Y/N turned on her left side, her good side, to face him.
“I’m glad you don’t hate me.”
Bucky turned on his side to face her before responding.
“I don’t think I could ever hate you.”
A strand of her hair had fallen in front of her face and Bucky, instinctively, reached out a hand to tuck it behind her ear. Immediately, he regretted it, about to pull his hand back when Y/N took her hand and placed it on top of his, guiding it to rest on her cheek. He cupped her face in his hand and she leaned into his embrace. Bucky felt his heart rate increase as she moved her body closer to his, wrapping the arm she used to hold his hand on her face, across his side. He shifted towards her as well, wrapping his arm around her body, bringing her closer to him.
“Is this okay?” He whispered, nervous that he might have somehow misinterpreted the situation. He hadn’t been with a woman in such an intimate way in years and had no idea what he was doing. Y/N looked up at him and nodded, before snuggling her face into his chest and Bucky felt a wave of calm wash over him.
“Can you stay here tonight?” Y/N mumbled, her face pressed into his chest. He chuckled at the vibrations from her voice and kissed her temple, smoothing her hair back.
“I’ll stay as long as you want me to, honey.”
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the-sugar-crash · 2 years
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Could I request comfort from the damn poly boys(with Gavin, romantic) for them taking care of the fl after they got their wisdom teeth removed. Got mine taken out yesterday and it sucks
Did I ignore a couple of my other requests to get to this one? Yes. But this one seemed a little time sensitive. I got mine out a couple years ago and it was not fun. But I did get to sit in bed all day and watch Howls Movie Castle 12 times in a row, so that was fun. I hope you’re feeling okay and that everything heals well! Remember no straws for at least two weeks! Enjoy~~
(Also we’re ignoring the fact that technically magic could be used to fix everything, but that doesn’t make a very cute story)
CW: mentions of blood, medication,
Damien is in charge of the meds
He has alarms set, everything is measured and set out on the counter in order of times the Freelancer has to take it
He’s on top of it
He wanted to be in charge of the ice pack duty too, but since his hands are so warm, the packs are half melted by the time he gets them from the kitchen to the couch
So he makes Lasko carry the packs to the Freelancer on the couch
Damien was also the one who basically interrogated the doctor for 10 minutes once the Freelancer was done with the surgery so he could learn all the proper care steps
Gavin is the one filming everything while they’re still coming off of the anesthesia
Obviously he wouldn't ask the Freelancer about any topics they would normally avoid, but he does sit in the back seat with them as they ramble about whatever their brain can come up with
He would never show anyone outside of the five of them the videos he took, he just likes to watch them later
And maybe slightly tease the Freelancer about it later
Lasko is the one to drive everyone to the doctors, while Damien sat in the passenger seat pouring over pamphlets
When they get home they set the Freelancer up on the couch with anything they could need and settle in to watch a movie
Well, the four of them watch a movie, the Freelancer fell asleep about 15 minutes in
Damien wakes them up to change their gauze and take the meds they need
Anytime the Freelancer complains about their cheeks being sore, they make each of their boyfriends give them a light kiss on the cheek
“Kiss it better?”
And how can they say no to a face like that?
Well, they do for the first couple of hours, instead giving them a forehead kiss because they don’t want to accidentally agitate anything
But eventually they do give them cheek kisses
But they are all very careful to do it lightly
Huxley and Damien are in charge of food preparation
Well, Hux tries to help, but Damien kinda takes over
Listen, Damien hates seeing the people he cares about in pain or really even slightly uncomfortable, but with stuff like after surgery care, there’s a clear list of things to do and things not to do, so this is his specialty.
He just wants to help, but he’s also still a slight perfectionist
But they make a lot of soup for the Freelancer to enjoy, and they make sure there’s leftovers so they have something to reheat later
Once the Freelancer gets most of the sleep out of their system, they spend what's left of the day watching movies while cuddling with their boyfriends and switching between eating ice cream and soup
They have to have two ice packs on their cheeks to help with the swelling, so they feel back leaning against Huxley’s chest as a pillow, but he insists that he’s fine and that he can handle it
And when they fall asleep on the couch after movie number 4, Huxley carries them to bed
Basically the Freelancer is treated like the royalty they are for the next week at least.
It's short I know, but I hope you enjoyed either way. Feel better soon :)
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finelinevogue · 3 years
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Can you do something where Y/N is sick and Harry has to take care of her please?
i actually had written something similar to this before so i present you a lengthy blurb;
You were pretty sure if you got invited in to hell it would feel something like this.
Hot. Sticky. But chilled.
You had come down with a concerningly high temperature. Along with the added luxuries of a deafening headache, cold sweats and an upset tummy. Your body was burning all over, as if it had just been freshly cooked in the oven but you felt colder than ice. It was a confusing juxtaposition, but there it was.
You'd called Harry, since he was in the studio recording his new music and asked him to come home early. You didn't even get to the reasoning of why he should come home before he hung up, telling you he was already vacating the premises. You hated to be that needy girlfriend who had to call about nearly everything, but Harry loved it more than anything. He loved the fact that you needed him. It gave him purpose, apparently .
You couldn't work out whether you regretted asking him to come home, or whether it was a blessing. It was a very fine line.
It was a blessing because, he looked after you like a mother would her child and made sure he stood by your side any time you found yourself lurched over a toilet. He made you chicken soup from scratch and even tested it to make sure it wasn't too hot, or salty - despite being a vegetarian himself. He even made you honey and lemon tea, which he had to run to the store for the honey. When you say run, you mean run. He didn't want to leave you alone at all, so he put on his running shoes and sprinted to the shop and back. However, it was a slight regret because of how fussy he was over you. He loved it to bits - nursing to your every need.
You truly believed you didn't deserve Harry. He was just too kind and pure for his own good. You were unarguably lucky. Laying on what felt like your death bed, didn't feel so lucky though.
It was now 10 pm and you could hear Harry turning on the alarm for downstairs, the loud beeping noise preventing you from sleep. That's all you'd done all day. Sleep. You thought it'd be more magical than it was. It was just uncomfortable though, because of how cold and hot you were.
Your much better looking other half trudged through the bedroom door within a minute of the alarm going off. He was only wearing checkered pyjama bottoms and a white t-shirt and yet he made it look like Gucci Runway 2021.
The jingling of keys signalled Charlie was also present. Charlie was your 2 year old Golden Retriever. He was beautiful. When you and Harry has moved in together 2 years ago you'd managed to persuade him to get a dog. Within a few weeks of moving in you had a 5 month old puppy running around your house. He was your best friend, no doubt about it. He was also ridiculously photogenic.
"Hey Chaz!" You cooed as Charlie walked over to your side of the bed, where you were snuggling down under the sheets. You reached out your hand to give him some loving and attention. You could tell by the small smile and sparkling eyes that he was one happy boy.
"Alright, buddy. Let's leave mum alone." Harry came behind Charlie to manoeuvre him into his bed, which was in the corner of the room. It was more like a big cushion. He started to whine after being forced to leave you - having not seeing you all day. Harry was strict in keeping him downstairs so not to disturb you whilst you were sleeping.
"H it's alright, let him on the bed. He can curl up on my feet." You sympathised with Charlie, as you always did, hating to hear or see him upset. Harry was like the 'bad-cop' when it came to parenting Charlie, because you were too sweet to say no to him.
"You're one spoilt boy, aren’t you?" Harry messed around with Charlie, before telling him he could get up on the bed to see you. Charlie leapt on the bed and wandered over to give you all the kisses he could, before Harry came to calm him down - as you really didn't have the strength.
"I missed you too, Chaz." You quietly laughed, not wanting to set your headache off even more.
"You gonna let me kiss mum now?" Harry rhetorically asked, but as he came over to you Charlie laid down on you so your face was buried underneath his body. You could feel him panting with his adorable tongue out above you, as he hid you from Harry.
"Someone's jealous."
"Feeling like a bloody third wheel over here." Harry tutted and you laughed until you got hot with the movement.
"Harry? Can you move him please?" You whined as you tried to shuffle around.
"Okay Chaz. Let's let mum get some sleep, alright?" Charlie is slowly removed from you and ends up curled on top of your feet, keeping them warm for you.
Harry slipped into the covers and shuffled his way over to you, putting the back of his hand over your forehead and hissing quietly at the simple touch.
"Baby you're so hot." Harry complained.
"I know." You teased with a wink at him, taking his worry out of context and turning it into a flirting compliment.
"Oh piss off!" He chuckled and wrapped an arm around your waist to bring you closer. "What am I going to do with you, baby?" Harry then planted only a few delicate kisses to your lips - not wanting to overwork you and your tired body.
••••
You woke up with drowsy eyes to find you're in bed alone.
Your throat was incredibly dry and your whole body was sticky from sweat. Your pyjamas were damp and your face looked like it'd just been drowned in a rainstorm. It was disgusting. Still, you brought the duvet up to cover yourself more, as you let out a dramatic shiver. Why was it so cold?
Mixed into the background noise you could hear the cheering of crowds and it really confused you, until you looked at the wall and noticed the football was playing on re-run on the TV. Manchester United Vs Manchester City. You hated that you knew that just from their football uniforms, but that's what you get for living with a football-crazed boyfriend.
You noticed Harry emerge from the bathroom, a washing up bowl in his arms. He came and sat down in bed, the bucket of water to his side. "What are you doing?" You quietly asked, peering up at him through tired eyes.
"Oi, you're meant to be sleep y’minx." Harry told you off.
"I can't. I'm too uncomfortable. I'm hot, but i'm cold. I also find it hard to sleep without you next to me." You huffed out in annoyance.
"My poorly baby." He leant down to kiss your forehead, "c’mere, baby." He urged.
He helped you move, seeing as your body was really weak, so you could lay down against Harry’s body. He was sat up against the headboard as you nestled down between his legs, your back to his front. It was a lot more comfortable than before - probably because Harry was closer to you. Charlie noticed the disturbance and waited for you to stop moving around, before maintaining the job of guarding your feet.
Once he was happy in his position he fell asleep again, making you jealous of his ability to do that. Especially now.
"Why's the football on?" You asked, motioning towards the TV.
"Had to keep myself awake somehow." He explained, but it only made you more confused.
"Why?"
"So I can take care of you, y’muppet." His words actually melted your heart - more than chocolate could melt on your forehead right now.
After you'd settled, Harry reached into the bucket and drained out a cloth. He made sure all the excess water was cleared before moving it away from the bucket. You hummed in appreciation when he placed it against your forehead, rotating it to the back of your neck also in order to relax and cool you. It made you realise just how hot you were.
"I think i'm dying, Harry." You groaned as the nausea came over you again. Harry kept a firm hold of the cloth on your forehead, dabbing gently and careful to not let any water drip down into your eyes.
"No you're not, baby." Harry gave you a light-hearted laugh.
"Well, living shouldn't feel as shitty as this H." You grumbled, not appreciating his lack of understanding.
“Then just let me take you to the chuffing hospital!" He exclaimed, making Charlie stir slightly.
Harry had been demanding you go to the hospital all day and all evening, but you were too stubborn to go. That, and you were terrified of hospitals - more terrified of needles and blood than anything else. However, you were starting to reach the point where you were giving in to his request, though. It was becoming unbearable to sleep and harder to breathe. You were worried for yourself.
"I don't like it." You pouted like a child, as Harry wrung the cloth through the fresh water again.
"I don't care whether you like it or not, Y/N, I really think we should go. More like need." Harry insisted and you could tell he wasn’t giving up without a fight. You didn’t want that either.
You hated how he was right.
It was only going to get worse from here, and you didn't really want to be alive when that was going you happen, so going to the hospital to get checked over and drugged up seemed like the best option to go for. The more sensible option.
"Fine." You finally accepted, Harry slinking his arms tight around your waist after discarding the cloth in to the bucket. He nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck and planted an abundance of kisses there, your skin burning just to the touch.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." He repeated in-between kisses.
•••••
It took 20 minutes to get in to the car. 20 minutes.
All because Charlie was reluctant to letting you get up and go. So Harry had to dress you into a more appropriate attire, with a dog sat on your lower body. It was then half an hour later that you were in the hospital.
The hospital was quiet at this time of night and for that you were grateful. It was obviously a night where little numbers of people were doing silly things to get themselves hurt. There was the odd patient for a minor cut injury and there were a couple of people in for burns. There was even a woman in because she accidentally superglued her hand to a bottle of superglue - ironic, but painful.
You sat patiently on Harrys lap, waiting for someone to escort you to a cubicle. You were freezing cold, to the point where your teeth were chattering - your outside body was giving off the opposite temperature. You tried to get as close to Harry's warmth as possible, pushing your body against his.
"You're alright baby." Harry shushed you, as you let out a small tremble.
"If I do die—"
"Which you won't." Harry chuckled.
"I know, but if I did I want you to know that I love you." You told him. Even though he's heard you say it a million times before, it still made his heart flutter as you spoke each word.
"I love you, baby." He kissed the side of your head. "But you're going to be just fine, so no more talking about you dying okay?"
"Why? It's only a natural thing." You pointed out.
"Sure, but I don't want to think of a world without my girl living in it. So zip it before I make you."
You never thought of dying as a world without Harry before now and it wasn't the time to start thinking about it either. It was a horrible thought and you understood why Harry didn't want you speak about it. That world would be so dark and empty and you hated thinking about it.
Harry was called to the front desk to fill in some forms for you, since your hands were too cold and shaky to do it for yourself. He accidentally wrote 'Styles' as your second name, before realising his mistake and scribbling it out.
“Shit.” Harry went red in the face and chuckled over his silly mistake. His hand was shaky and you smiled at how he got so flustered over something so simple. You rested your hand on top of his, bringing his attention to you.
“One day.” You told him and he leaned to give you a kiss on the lips. You couldn’t help but feel like his lips were a future promise to make sure he wouldn’t have to scribble out his second name the next time it was written next to yours.
The doctor saw you shortly afterwards and you thanked your lucky stars that there was no injections or removal of any blood involved, Harry sticking with you the whole time. Turns out you were suffering from a moderate fever, but the doctor said with good rest it should pass. The doctor had given Harry permission to make a big fuss over you - explaining how he was going to love it and you were going to hate it - and to make sure to come back with even the slightest worsen of the fever. You got given a prescription list of various medications that you'd need to take over the next week or so. After collecting the drugs, you were back in the car on the way home.
"Told you you weren't going to die." Harry smiled, happy to have you still by his side, whilst holding your hand over the gear console.
"Unfortunate for you, I guess."
"Will you shut you, y’bloody nuisance. You know I can't do life without you, Y/N." He spoke softly, squeezing your hand tighter to assure you that he's going nowhere.
"Same here." You smile at him and he smirks back at you with his dimple-loving smile.
"You’ll always be it for me, baby." Harry speaks, before you drift back off to sleep.
Happily.
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dragon-kazansky · 3 years
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Shy smiles | Helmut Zemo
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Honestly, he was utterly in love with everything about you. You were so different to everyone else he knew. Much more shy. It was rather sweet actually.
It was obvious from the beginning. You found it hard to hold eye contact with him, became flustered when he approached you. He didn't push it though. Zemo was a gentleman, he wasn't going to put you into a situation you clearly weren't comfortable in. He introduced himself and let you be.
He could see you relax after he left. He smiled.
Zemo kept an eye on you. This job was going to require a lot meeting people and probably being shot at. The least he could do was make sure you didn't do anything you weren't happy doing.
You seemed to notice he was keeping an eye on you. He caught your shy glances, smirking everytime you saw him looking. You would turn away so quickly, looking embarrassed.
Though you were a little more comfortable in the company of Sam and Bucky, you still kept to yourself, and Zemo respected that.
When things got a bit rocky in Madripoor, Zemo came over to you.
"Stay close to me."
You nodded. You followed his lead, even followed him when he broke off from Sam and Bucky. That caught him by surprise. Still, he looked after you.
You weren't all that comfortable with going into Sharon's club. Zemo heard you tell Bucky you were staying behind. Out of ear shot, he pulled Bucky to the side.
"You go, I'll stay with Y/N."
Bucky was hesitant to allow that, but he also didn't want you to be alone here. He looked at the way Zemo was looking back at the apartment.
"Alright, but if you try anything, I'm punching you with my metal arm, got it?"
Zemo nodded, chuckling as he did. Bucky left him to join up with Sam. Zemo went back into the apartment.
You were sitting on the couch, legs tucked under you. You had a notepad out, doodling in it.
Zemo sat down in the empty space beside you. The movement startled you as you didn't see him come over. You assumed he had gone down to the party below.
"I apologise for scaring you."
You offered him a small smile. "It's fine."
"What are you drawing?" He nods at your book.
You hold it up so he can see what you were doing. The page was full of little doodles. A cartoon cat, a little flower, a little doodle of Bucky which made him chuckle.
"You're quite the little artist."
"Not really." You give a shrug and start doodling something else.
"You did quite well today."
You bite the inside of your cheek and glance very quickly at him.
"I just followed you."
"Still, you handled yourself quite well. I don't remember you from before, are you new to their group?"
"Kind of. I've known Sam a while. I kind of know who you are."
"Kind of?"
Zemo was beyond thrilled you were talking to him. You were focusing on your drawing, but at least you were talking to him.
"I heard about you. What you did."
"I see."
"I wasn't there when Sokovia fell. I saw it on the news. I'm sorry for your loss," you glanced at him again.
"Thank you."
He was still looking at you. You looked back down at your book again quickly. You moved your legs and got a bit more comfortable, shifting closer to Zemo, but not on purpose.
"Do you like it?" You showed him your book.
Zemo chuckles.
"Is that me?"
"Supposed to be."
A little cartoon Zemo, coat and all, was staring back at him. You were very good.
"I like it."
You smiled and put the book down. You took a deep breath, trying to summon some courage to look at him longer than 2 seconds. He was a very handsome man, you couldn't deny that. He made you feel a lot more shy than usual.
Having a crush on this man probably wasn't your wisest move, but you couldn't exactly take it back now.
You looked at him. He was still looking at you.
"You're really smart."
You cursed yourself for saying that. You felt so awkward and out of place. You really wanted to talk to him, but you just sounded silly.
"Thank you."
"I mean, it wasn't exactly cool what you did, splitting up the Avengers, but at the same time, you didn't even fight them, you got them to fight each other. That's insane!" You can't stop the words from tumbling out.
Zemo leans back against the sofa and smiles at you.
"You sound impressed."
"I kind of am, but also not."
"I don't blame you."
You bite your cheek again, wondering what else to say to him. You felt proud that you had managed to say most if that, but now you were in a predicament again.
Your could feel your heart racing.
It was as if, all of a sudden, you realised just how close you were to him now. You could smell his aftershave, hear his slight breaths, almost feel how close his hand was to your knee.
Your cheeks felt hot again. You looked down at your lap. You could feel his eyes on you again.
Damn it.
Did he know he was affecting you this way? Did the Baron know he was super handsome and was making you feel flustered?
You felt him tuck some hair behind your ear.
He chuckled softly.
"You're quite cute when you're shy."
You let out a small little noise. You're not sure if he heard it or not, but you definitely made a noise.
His fingers went from your ear to your cheek. The touch was soft. He wasn't wearing his gloves so you could feel the warmth of his skin. He was being so gentle with you.
You resist leaning into his touch. If anything, you're to embarrassed to do anything but turn away.
Your hear him chuckle.
Zemo drops his hand and shifts a little so he's more comfortable. You chance a glance. He looks a lot more relaxed now. His eyes are still on you. He was always looking at you.
Your poor heart couldn't handle that.
"I might... just go to bed." You stand up and gather your book. Zemo doesn't move. His eyes follow you as shuffle out of the room.
You hear him chuckle again before you leave.
Zemo remains sitting there, relaxed, feeling happy you spoke more than a few words to him. He wasn't blind, he knew exactly what effect he had over you. He was flattered. You were sweet, lovely, talented. He would happily spoil you rotten if he could.
He heard shuffling. You had only been gone less than 10 minutes. He smiled.
You shuffled back into the room with a blanket. You seemed almost startled to see him, as if you didn't expect him to still be there.
"Are you coming in?" He asks.
"I uh..."
He waves you over. You walk slowly, eyes on him, but not on his face. You can't look into his eyes for long, even though you want to. You sit down next to him and drape the blanket over your legs.
"I thought you were going to bed."
"I was... but then you would be alone," you mutter, hoping he wouldn't actually hear you.
He did.
He smiles. One arm drapes around the back of the sofa where you're sitting. Though he's not touching you, you can feel the presence of his hand hanging near your head.
You're trying so hard not to touch him.
"I don't mind the company," he says, speaking so softly.
You relax a little.
The silence that settles is nice. You can't think of anything to say to him, and though you expected it to be awkward, it wasn't. All you can hear is his gentle breathing and the slight shuffle of his clothes when adjusts his seating position.
It becomes a little hard to keep your eyes open. Zemo can see you trying. He doesn't want you staying up for his sake. His arm lowers to drape around your shoulders and pull you into his side.
All of a sudden you're feeling wide awake. Your head is resting on his shoulder, his arm tucked around you. Your heart was going crazy, you wondered if he could hear it.
"Sleep."
You swallow thickly. How could you possibly sleep now?
Yet, you felt ever so comfortable against him. Zemo was being so nice to you, though this wasn't helping the silly little crush you had developed on the man. There was so much wrong with this scenario, but this would probably be the only chance you got to be like this with him. Closing your eyes, you tried your best to relax.
Zemo was over the moon when you finally fell asleep. This meant you trusted him, at least enough to keep you safe.
He closed his eyes.
That's how Sam and Bucky found you both when they came back later that night. You fast asleep against Zemo, who had also fallen asleep at some point. The sight was strange to say the least, and though Bucky wanted to move you, Sam told him to leave you.
Zemo wasn't going to do anything. Not to you. Especially since you've let him in. Sam knew this was s big deal, and he was proud, despite it being with Zemo, that you had reached out to another person.
An unlikely friendship indeed.
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hintofelation99 · 3 years
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Okay so I was just at the amusement park with my family and I got an idea. May I request a batfamily hc at the amusement Park. Like why would they do, how would the react especially in the little house of fear that some have who would enter and who would be scared etc etc.
I love this, I will say I had to do some research on all the rides (Ik it sounds silly but i wanted a ~variety~ of rides to choose from) cause I haven’t been to an amusement park since I was like 10? Maybe younger, I’m now in my early 20s, so I needed a reminder (and now I wanna go to an amusement park). This will mostly be based on six flags/state fair stuff/Disney. Side note six flags has so many rides named after DC characters??? Like what? When did that happen? I thought they were just like idk named after random natural disasters but nope they’re named after psychotic clowns and spandexed super dorks. But anywho enough of me being confused by fun. Here is the batfam at an amusement park!
(Also just a side note since I’m still trying to figure out my new work schedule I’m gonna answer asks with headcanons then do a dialogue post that I link to the ask)
Bruce
He used to never go bc ‘the mission’ was too important to get distracted from.
But then he and the family went to Disney and he was a complete buzzkill the first day. Dick was absolutely pissed and chewed him out, the next day he was actually fun and not an asshole.
He still doesn't love amusement parks but he enjoys the time he spends with kids.
Dick
Has been on every roller coaster like five times and absolutely adores them.
He also loves the all the bungee jumping rides and has tried to get Bruce to put one in the cave.
Always has cotton candy. Like always. One second it'll be gone the next bam, there it is.
Babs
She loves roller coasters, she used to go one them with Dick all the time but now Steph is her favorite roller coaster buddy.
One of Bab's favorite memories is taking Cass on the Ferris Wheel and watching the look of amazement on her face when she saw night sky from the very top of the wheel.
Going to an amusement park with Babs is amazing because she's able to plan the perfect ride schedule to avoid lines and get the most rides in possible all while not being overly strict.
Jason
Jason isn't a fan of amusement parks, they're too loud and he'd much rather spend the day reading or hanging out at home with friends.
When he does go he likes to see the shows, he'll never admit it but he loves the 4-D movies.
After he and Roy became close Jason started to enjoy them more, one time Roy spent three hours trying to win a stuffed bear for Jason. The game was rigged so he kept losing, finally he asked Dick for advice and Dick helped him win.
Cass
She once got banned from a park for putting a clown in the hospital.
The clown was making Steph a balloon animal and Cass thought that he was going to attack her.
Cass loves roller coasters and the games but she absolutely adores the Ferris Wheel, one her favorite memories is riding one with Babs.
Steph
If you go to an amusement park with Steph you will go in to the house of horrors.
Her goal in the house of horrors is to scare the actors.
Everytime she goes to an amusement park she brings home a pin as a souvenir.
Tim
He enjoys amusement parks but they aren't his favorite. Because of this he and Jason usually stick together.
He is unnaturally skilled at all the games, like even Dick is impressed.
One time he fell asleep while waiting in line for a roller coaster, Jason ended up carrying him, and Steph decided that they should still put him on the ride. So, like ten minutes later he woke up on the biggest ride in the park right as they were about to hit the drop.
Duke
Dick accuses him of being an octopus because of how much he can carry at once.
Duke is often seen with two drinks, popcorn, cotton candy, three giant stuffed animals, two regular sized stuffed animals, a churro, and a pretzel.
He also always knows the parks layout, together he and Babs make an unstoppable park duo.
Damian
He's not a fan of roller coasters but will ride them just to spend more time with Dick.
Much like Cass he has also been banned from a park for assualting an employee. But instead of punching a clown he bit a zombie in the house of horror.
He has befriended every animal in every amusement park within 500 miles of Gotham.
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hotch-stufff · 3 years
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Hey ❤️ Can you write something with number 10. Undercover/fake relationship, with Gibbs? Maybe add a bit of angst?
Undercover
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Pairing: Gibbs x reader
Warnings!: Angst, undercover work, mentions of death and usual NCIS things, more angst, but fluffy ending
Promt: #10 undercover/fake relationship
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"We got a body." Gibbs announced to the team. You groaned. You had just wrapped up a case and almost instantly were diving into the next one.
"Don't murderers ever take a vacation?" You whined to Dinozzo.
"No, but we are. 3 marines found dead with their wives, in Miami, Florida. All were on vacation for their honeymoon." McGee informs the group. Everyone spent a few minute studying the victims.
"You know y/n you kind of look like the wives. And, and Gibbs you kinds resemble the husbands. In ya' know the stone cold marine type way." That earned a hard slap to the back of the head. "I'm just sayin'. We might have an opportunity here."
"You mean undercover?" You asked curiously, glancing at Gibbs. His face remained unwavering.
"Yeah, I mean, you two pretend to be married and we lure the guy to you two instead of some other couple." Dinozzo continued. You had to admit he had a point.
"I agree with Dinozzo, boss. This might just work well enough to distract him from killing another couple." Gibbs nodded slowly, still staring at the file.
"Ok, pack a bag everyone. Me and y/n will be going undercover, the rest of you will be running point from inside with the Miami PD." Gibbs grunts out before heading to the elevator. McGee shot you a look and you just shrugged.
* * *
10 hours later and you were settling into a lush honeymoon sweet in some way overpriced fancy hotel.
"So, Gibbs, how do you want to go about doing this? We need a back story, and I cant keep calling you Gibbs, because well that just doesn't make sense." You were babbling. But you always did when you were nervous. And you were only nervous because you may or may not have developed some feelings for the man standing before you.
"I guess your right." He sat on the edge of the bed. "We met at a small coffee shop, I was on my way to work, you were..." he was struggling to come up with something.
"Most of the wives were also marines, they just served for a much smaller amount of time than their husbands, they all worked on the same bases as their husbands. So I was also on my way to work, coincidently at the same place." He nodded going along with it.
"That works." He paused. "We need names."
"You could probably stick with Jethro Gibbs, and I would be Y/n Gibbs." He raised an eyebrow at you. "What? It would probably be easier just in case we slip up with a name." He couldn't argue there.
"Alright we should probably get some rest. Long day tomorrow." You agreed quickly with him, and you both made your way towards the bed. The bed. The only bed.
"I can sleep on the couch." He offered.
"Really Gibbs? No, we can share. Its a huge bed." And so you shared. He nodded, and swallowed audibly. You both got under the covers on your respective sides. And you heard Gibbs breathing even out signaling that he was asleep. You turned over and saw how serene his faced looked. You fell asleep soon after.
* * *
You awoke the next morning with a foriegn weight on your chest. Opening your eyes slowly you looked down only to find a head of salt and pepper hair. Gibbs. Gibbs was wrapped around ypu like-like a koala. His arms wrapped tightly around your middle, his legs tangled with yours while his head rested on your chest, your hands in his hair. You needed to get out of this bed. You ever so gently removed yourself from his arms, and he whined. He actually whined before falling back asleep.
You made a point not to bring this morning up once he woke up.
* * *
The case had seemed to be going relatively well. That is until you were almost caught following a suspect. The guy was walking back around a corner in an alley, probably because he had dropped his keys. If you didn't do something fast, then you would both be caught and ultimately busted.
All of a sudden Gibbs grabbed you and pressed you into a wall. He reached his hand down around your thigh hoisting it up along his side. And then his lips were on yours. He kissed you like a starved man, your mouths slanted together. He pressed into you more, and with one of his hands on your face and the other on your thigh, you let out a soft moan. Grabbing him by the collar you pulled him in harder and kissed him with even more passion than you thought possible.
The spell was unfortunately broken when the guy grabbed Gibbs by the shoulder yanking him back. He had a gun pointed directly at him.
Although unfortunately for him the rest of the team along with many officers were waiting for him to make his move and he was arrested within seconds.
And you and Gibbs couldn't look each other in the eyes.
* * *
The case cleared up pretty quickly after that, and you and Gibbs headed back to your room to collect your stuff. Once in the room the silence was deafening.
"Listen y/n, I'm sorry about the kiss. I just needed him to be distracted long enough to notice us." He daid a grim look on his face.
"I uh, it's fine." Yous stumbled out.
"You okay y/n?" He asked hesitantly stepping closer to you.
"I just, that seemed a lot more than just an undercover kiss." You paused waiting for a reaction. "It just seemed too real." You added quietly. His face quickly changed to one of almost anger.
"Well, it wasn't real." He snapped.
"Jeez Gibbs, you don't need to get defensive. I was just saying-" he cut you off.
"Listen y/n, that kiss was nothing. The only reason I would ever kiss you is if it pertained to a case!" You felt your eyes tear up as the realization crossed his face at what he just said.
"Wow, um. O-okay. I'm all packed, so I'm just gonna go." The tears were steadily falling down your face now.
"Wait y/n, that's not what I meant." He said, his voice softer now.
"No really sir, its fine. We should probably just remain professional from now on so that no feelings get mixed in with work." You walked to the door. "Goodbye Agent Gibbs." And you slammed the door behind you. Leaving Gibbs in that room by himself wondering what the hell he had just done.
* * *
You had closed yourself off completely from Gibbs in the upcoming weeks. He hated it of course, but he thought it best. He was sure he was falling in love with you, but he couldn't get close. He would only end up hurting you.
You had confided in Ducky one day after work. He had asked you why you had been avoiding Gibbs so much and you told him. He wanted to smack Gibbs. He would settle for giving him a piece of his mind.
So after work he called Gibbs downstairs to his office and shut the door behind him.
"You're an idiot." He scoffed.
"Excuse me?" Gibbs was taken aback by his friends bold words.
"She loves you too. And you're just pushing her away. Listen, not every woman you are with is going to get hurt, and you need y/n. I haven't seen you that happy since, well in a long time." Gibbs sat quietly taking in the words of his colleague.
"I-I didn't know what to do Duck. She was too close and I just... I panicked." He said quietly. Ashamed at the way he had spoken to you.
"Heres what you are going to do..."
* * *
You were sitting at you desk when you received a text from Palmer that you were needed in autopsy, you headed to the elevator and hopped in pressing the floor number. As you reached the floor, the doors slid open, revealing Gibbs, with a bouquet of flowers?
He stepped into the elevator, remaining quiet until it started moving. He pulled the emergency button and the elevator came to a halt. He turned slowly to face you.
"Y/n, you know I'm not good with words, and you know how much I hate apologizing. But I'm sorry for what I said and how I acted." He handed you the flowers. You took them giving him a skeptical look.
"Thank you?" You were very confused at where this was going.
"I think I'm in love with you, and that scares the hell out of me." He paused. "When I kissed you it was the best kiss I had ever had and I just didn't want to let you get close. I was scared." You knew it took a lot for him to say all of that to you, so you leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
"Thank you." You smiled at him. "I love you too you idiot." He chuckled at your words.
"I guess I am pretty stupid." You nodded.
"Yeah, but I know how you can make it up to me." You said a mischievous glint in your eyes. And boy did he make it up to you.
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Hi if you still do request could you do a There is only one bed with Tim maybe with some teasing?
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“So it’s not ideal,” you said with a little smile that you covered with your hand. Tim was exasperated. You could slum it. He was not used to this.
Admittedly the cabin was worse that what you remember. As a kid, your family had visited every fall to pick apples and hike. Marshmallows by the fireplace before telling ghost stories and all.
But that was over 10 years ago and not in midwinter. Now the windows were boarded and the fireplace was barely useable. Which was good, as it was literally freezing.
When Tim had said he needed a place to crash after a mission for you both, you offered this place. It was only a few miles north of your location. But it was also trash. The couch leg gave way as Tim sat down and he almost fell to the floor.
“So this is technically a cabin in the woods. But I’d rather burn it to the ground,” Tim said. “I’m going to the bathroom, unless it’s an outhouse or just a hole in the ground.”
“No no. Real bathroom,” you motioned to it. He went in the other room. You sat on the bed, the only functional piece of furniture besides a dodgy table. You were glad that you brought extra sheets and the plastic protector over the mattress. After scrubbing the cover and putting on the sheets, you sat down to pull off your boots. Ice was still clinging to the bottom. You put them near the front door and stood by the fire. Tim came out changed into thick sweats.
“You should change,” he said, motioning to your suit. You turned away from him.
“Can you?” You asked about the long zipper that went from the top of your neck to right above your ass.
“Oh, sure,” Tim said walking close. There had always been some kind of sexual tension between you both but neither had ever acted on it. He looked at your black leather suit lit up in the firelight. It clung perfectly to every curve.
He delicately pushed your hair from the back of your neck over your shoulder and grasped the zipper. Tim pulled it down almost painfully slowly. You felt your skin prickle as he slowly touched down your back. His fingers hesitated to move away from your back. Tim pulled away suddenly and cleared his throat.
“Done,” he said in a lower tone. You turned back to see him standing so close. He watched you. Tim wasn’t particularly tall, only a little more than you, or bulky, with lean muscles. But he was so pretty with thick dark eye lashes and silky hair.
“You should probably get dressed. You’re cold,” he said noting the way your forearms shivered as they held the front of your suit up. You nodded and grabbed your clothing before heading to the bathroom. It was even colder in there. Frost covered the window and you could see your breath. You quickly dressed into pajamas.
In the main room, Tim was sweeping the floor. “Not that it doesn’t need it or anything, but why are you sweeping?” You asked.
“One bed. The couch is shit. I’m sleeping on the floor,” Tim said. There was no way you’d let him. He’d freeze with the draft and limited blankets.
“No way. Just sleep in the bed,” you said. He gave you a look you couldn’t comprehend before shaking his head. “Tim, you could freeze to death down there. I won’t let you,” you said trying to sound authoritative.
“I’ll be fine,” he shrugged.
“I won’t bite. Get up here,” you said sitting on the bed.
“Sure about that?” He said with a sly smile.
“Only on Tuesdays,” you said with a little smirk. He chuckled. “I’m not letting you sleep down there. My house, my rules.”
“Ouch. I guess I can’t argue with that, hu?” Tim said putting the broom down. He carefully climbed in the other side of the bed without touching you despite being a small bed. Tim laid flat on his back with his arms tight to his body.
You slid under the covers shivering. “Okay, I hope you’re okay with me stealing body heat from you because I’m fucking freezing,” you said sliding your back against him. Tim shifted to his side and you pressed against his warm chest. “I don’t know how you aren’t cold.”
“I’m from Gotham. The weather is terrible year round,” he reminded you. Tim didn’t lay his arms across you or anything but let you spoon against him. He was carefully passive like a gentleman. After a few minutes, you shivering stopped and you finally warmed. The pull of sleep dragged you under and you slept for a few hours.
The crackle of fire and gentle rapping sound of snow falling was the only sounds you heard in the early morning. Tim’s breath on your neck and arms wrapped around you tightly were very distracting. You resisted the urge to shiver at the sensation. How many times had you wanted this?
You shifted a little to go back to sleep and Tim’s hands wrapped tighter. One hand snakes down to cup your breast in sleep, pulling you flush to his body. You inhaled quickly and was wide awake. How could you sleep when the guy you liked was holding your actual tit? You tried to stay still but your body made small adjustments.
Tim made a soft “hmmm” sound and you froze. That’s when you felt it, he was hard. You felt like you were going to burst. He was holding your tit and rubbing his dick against you in his sleep. It’s just biology. It means nothing, you told yourself.
But you needed to get out of his grip because your body was definitely reacting to him. You tried to scoot your hips forward but this arms around you were clinging too tightly. Tim groaned and rubbed his cheek in your hair.
“Tim,” you whispered a little too breathless. He hummed again. “Tim,” you said a little louder.
“Is too early. Go to sleep,” Tim mumbled. He didn’t moved. You thought about trying to sleep but Tim was very distracting.
“Tim,” you said in a regular voice. He huffed.
“What?”
“You... you’re, uh,” you said unsure how to tell him. Your penis is rubbing up against my ass? You’re feeling me up in your sleep? “Let me go, please.”
“I don’t have you,” he protested before waking up more. Tim moved his head and opened his eyes. You could feel him freeze as he took in the situation. Tim quickly let you go and pulled back to one side of the bed. His face was brick red and his hips were almost falling off the bed trying to make as much space as possible between you both.
“Sorry! Fuck, sorry! I didn’t mean- how long was I-“ he said halfway freaking out. You turned to face him.
“It’s okay. Relax,” you said calmly.
“I don’t control when it happens when I’m asleep, you know?” Tim said sitting up and clutching the sheets hiding his crotch. You sat up and grasped the sides of his face.
“It’s fine. I know how biology works,” you reassured him.
“And I didn’t mean to grab you. I was asleep,” he added. “I swear I didn’t-“
“Tim!” You said finally shutting him up. He stared at you and gulped. Your hands on his face didn’t exactly help his uhh... problem he was desperately trying to make go away.
“What?”
“You. Are. Fine. I cuddled with you, right? Not super surprising. It happens,” you said and he relaxed a little. “It was kinda nice laying with you,” you murmured. Tim glanced down at your lips before snapping back up to your eyes like he broke a rule. “You smell nice. And you’re warm,” you added. You stared at his lips obviously.
“I got to ask, are you hitting on me?” Tim asked warily.
You snorted and rolled your eyes. “Yeah, detective. I am. What are you gonna do about it?”
Tim smiled and grasped your face for a kiss. You pulled him down on top of you as you kissed. He inhaled quickly before adjusting to the change. His knees gently pushed between yours and you pressed your hips up against his and was rewarded with a groan.
You reached down to cup him in his pjs. Tim kissed down your neck and his hips pushed his cock in your hand with more pressure. His hand cupped your breast and squeezed.
“Do you want to?” He asked.
“Absolutely. Condoms are in the top zipper of my suitcase,” you said breathlessly. You’d be a fucking idiot to say no to the one chance to sleep with the guy you like.
“You came prepared?” He asked.
“They just stay in there,” you answered and he nodded before getting up to grab one. Tim turned around to blink a little as you were completely nude and staring up at him predatorily. He couldn’t say that it wasn’t hot.
“Eager,” he breathed climbing back over you, pulling off clothing. You shrugged. You took the condom from him to put it on.
“Do we need to-“
“Penis in vagina. I don’t need a ton of prep. I super appreciate the offer. Seriously, next time go nuts. But it’s like 5 degrees in here and I’m ready as hell,” you said and he almost laughed.
“Can do,” he said pulling the blankets over you both. He sunk in and you breathed out quickly. Tim wrapped his arms around you behind your back to kiss your chest and neck as he moved. It has you breathless. It was so intimate. He was completely pressed against you.
His lips found yours and he kissed you in pace with his hips rocking against yours. You bent your knees and you gasped as he was now rocking against a spot that had you seeing stars.
“There,” you breathed and Tim simply nodded. Fuck, it wasn’t going to take long at this pace. “Fuck fuck fuck,” you whimpered before clenching around him with his name on your tongue. Tim groaned and thrust through your high before finishing himself. He kissed up your collarbone and neck to your lips before pulling out to throw away the condom and pull on his pjs. You did the same in the chill.
He climbed back in bed and snuggled close. “Okay, yeah. It’s cold as hell,” Tim said with a little laugh. You laid your head on his chest and entwined your legs together with the blanket pulled tight and the cold was more bearable.
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