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ladykailitha · 22 days

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Batshit Soulmates Part 9

We have just a tiny little epilogue after this that will be released next week and then this story is done. I know I tend do to happy endings, but this is more ambiguous (and hopeful) and with the epilogue I'm not nice. So if you want to stop here, you absolutely can.

In Medias Res| Prologue|Pt 1|Pt 2|Pt 3|Pt 4|Pt 5|Pt 6|Pt 7|Pt 8

We get everyone safe and sorted. And Steve's the one to break it to Wayne about Eddie.

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The hospital was in chaos when Steve arrived. Whatever had happened, had torn the town literally asunder.

Lucas ran up and threw his arms around him. “She died! I could feel her die! Then she came back, but my mark–”

Steve had shown up at the hospital after hiding Eddie at his place until the whole murder charge thing could blow over.

“Hey, hey,” Steve murmured softly. “Let’s see it.” Lucas refused to let go, so Steve gently steered him over to a set of chairs and sat him down on one.

He knelt in front of Lucas and gently removed the shoe, followed by the sock. Lucas’s skateboard wasn’t black, like it would have been had Max actually died, but it was a sickly green and pulsed eerily.

“Oh, buddy,” Steve said and threw his arms around the young boy. “I’ve never see a mark do that, have you had it looked at by a doctor, yet?”

Lucas shook his head. “I’m afraid of what they’ll tell me.”

Steve nodded, but before he could open mouth the sound of cries erupted from behind him.

Steve turned around to see Charles and Sue Sinclair standing at the front doors to hospital. He barely managed to move out of the way before Lucas’s parents scooped him up.

“They tried to kill Erica and Max!” Lucas wailed. “So I hit him. Hit him until he stopped.”

Sue took his face in her hands. “Are you okay?”

Lucas nodded, but held up a bandaged hand. “Hurt my hand, but I’m fine.”

Sue nodded. “Is Erica okay?”

“Mama!” a voice cried out and Charles suddenly had an armful of Erica.

“Baby,” he whispered, “are you okay?”

He pulled back to look at his daughter, she had bruises on her face and arms but she didn’t appear hurt beyond that.

A doctor came over. “Are you the little girl’s parents?”

Charles nodded. The doctor preceded to go over her injuries and said that Lucas was quite the little hero taking care of his sister the way he did.

“How’s Max?” Charles asked, Lucas knowing the doctor couldn’t answer, not without speaking to Susan Hargrove first.

“She won’t wake up,” Lucas sobbed.

Sue hugged him tightly. “Her body needs to heal whatever was done to her, so it’s shut down until it can function. Okay, baby?”

Lucas nodded.

Steve watched the touching scene in awe. He was about to go home back to Eddie when he came face to face to an angry looking Robin.

“Robin!” he cried and swept her up in a hug. “You’re safe. Is Nancy okay? Max got hurt, but Lucas and Erica are going to be okay.”

“Nancy is fine,” Robin said, “and I did hear about Max. I hope she’ll pull through.” She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. “But where do you think you’re going?”

“Back to my soulmate?” Steve asked with a lopsided grin.

“Not until you get your sides patched up properly and you get your back looked at.”

Steve opened his mouth to argue but knew it was futile. With a sigh he dug into his wallet and handed her a dollar. “See if you can get some quarters so you can let my soulmate know I’m getting looked at?”

She took the dollar and nodded. She spotted a vending machine and got a candy bar and the change she need for the pay phone.

Steve went up to a nurse and pulled up his shirt. “I need medical attention?”

She looked at the oozing bandages and then back up at him. She let out a long suffering sigh. And she told him to follow her. Steve did as he was told.

As she was stitching him up, she noticed the bats on his right forearm. It was pulsating black.

“You got yourself a truemate?” she asked.

Steve looked at the bats and nodded.

She chewed on her lip a moment and then said, “It’s that boy, isn’t it? The one everyone says done those murders?”

He just looked away.

“I’m not a superstitious woman,” she continued, “but my daddy was medical examiner for years, and let me tell you, there is no way one person could have done the damage the cops are saying was done to those poor kids.”

“You don’t think he did it?” Steve asked warily.

The nurse shook her head. “No I don’t. And you shouldn’t either. All this nonsense that Carver boy was spouting about your boy having demon powers or some shit, then why were there any survivors? If he could kill that McKinney boy with his mind than why did Carver and that other boy live to tell the tale?”

Steve just blinked at her in astonishment.

“And if Chief Hopper had been alive he would have put a stop to this bullshit before it even got going,” she insisted. She tapped his arm. “There, you’re done. I’ll have a doctor come in and subscribe you pain killers and give you instructions on how to take care of it.”

She yanked off her gloved and nodded curtly before vanishing out the door.

Steve didn’t have to wait long for the doctor to arrive. He went over how to take care of the stitches, when to come back and have them removed, and how to apply the lotion on his back to prevent scarring.

He nodded, taking the papers the doctor gave him as he wandered back out to the hospital waiting room.

There Robin was waiting for him, arms crossed, glaring at her parents. Almost as if she was daring them to deny her this, but from what Steve could tell, they were quietly waiting, too.

Steve called out to her and suddenly he an armful of his best friend.

“Careful,” he muttered. “I’ve got stitches now.”

She smacked his arm. “See? I told you needed to see the doctor. Now let’s get you home.”

Robin’s mom slipped into the driver’s seat of Steve’s bimmer and drove him to the pharmacy to get his medicines. Then she drove to his house where Robin and her dad were waiting.

“Take care of yourself,” Robin said into the huge, but gentle hug she gave him. “I want twice daily updates and if I miss one, I will hunt you for sport.”

Steve gave her a jaunty salute. “I’ve got someone who will take good care of me.”

“He better.”

Steve slipped into the house and sighed in relief as the pain in his arm subsided entirely. That meant Eddie was here.

And sure enough, Eddie came out of the front room and kissed him deeply.

“Are you okay?” he asked, cradling Steve’s cheek in his hand.

Steve nodded, leaning into the warmth of the touch. “I’ve got stitches and pain medicines and weird smelling lotions for my road rash.” He paused for a second. “Can it still be called road rash if I didn’t get it on a road?”

Eddie just shrugged. “I mean when you get it on a carpet it’s called rug rash, so...”

Steve frowned. “Rodent rash? Because bats are flying rodents?”

Eddie threw back his had and laughed. “Yeah, babe. Rodent rash.”

He bullied food into Steve and got him to lay down and sleep. It was a good thing Steve slept on his stomach as it was considering how torn up his back was.

Eddie radioed everyone he could reach and told all the news as far as Steve knew it.

Max’s condition was the biggest loss felt by everyone. Knowing that Lucas and Erica were fine, that Steve was fine, that settled a lot of the nerves that had been sparking through the Party.

Now all they had to do was wait.

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Steve woke up the next morning to Eddie watching the news in the front room.

“What are they saying?” he murmured as he sat down next to him on the sofa.

“An earthquake,” Eddie murmured. “A fucking big one. Never mind there aren’t any tectonic plates for there to be an earthquake, but whatever.”

Steve didn’t know what he meant but nodded along anyway.

“How are you feeling?” Eddie asked after a moment or two of them just watching the videos of the destruction of their small town.

“I’m alright,” Steve said, leaning his head on Eddie’s shoulder. “I’m just glad you’re safe.”

“How’s Lucas?”

Steve sat back up. “He’s fine. Or as fine as he can be considering. His soulmark is still there, but it’s like nothing I’ve ever seen. It looks like a zombie or some shit, all green and pussy.”

Eddie grimaced. “That sucks.”

Then an ad came on saying for all those that need aid or for people who wanted to donate to come to the high school.

“I don’t have much of my own,” Steve murmured, “but I think I want to donate.”

Eddie nodded.

They went up to Steve’s bedroom and began sorting things. Clothes he didn’t wear anymore or didn’t fit for one reason or another. Steve really didn’t have a lot to give considering his parents took away anything they thought he had outgrown. Even before he had actually outgrown it.

Eddie’s heart ached for this boy who waited his whole life for someone to love him unconditionally. He made a vow then and there to be that for Steve.

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The next day had Steve picking up Robin and Dustin to go to the high school. He pulled up next to Nancy and she got out of her mom’s car.

They all unpacked their donations and went in.

Robin and Steve went up to volunteer. She lady in charge eyed them warily but put Steve in charge of sorting the clothes and putting aside the stuff that was unusable. Then she put Robin with Vickie at the sandwich station.

Steve couldn’t hear what the two girls were saying but judging from the bright smile on Vickie’s face, and soft, shy smile on Robin’s that they had finally got on the same page.

Steve smiled and looked down at the little bats on his forearm. It was a little dark, but not the massive wound from their run in with the Upside Down.

Perhaps it was the danger they both were in that made it so angry.

Steve looked up and saw Wayne Munson taking down a missing poster for Eddie. His hand went up to guitar pick necklace that Eddie had given him when he got home from the hospital.

Suddenly he had an idea.

He got one of the stickers they were using to mark the non-clothing items for donation and stuck it to one side of the pick. He wrote something down really quick and walked over to Wayne.

“Mr Munson?” he asked gently. Even though he was sure of who he was because Nancy had described him, he didn’t want to presume.

Wayne looked up at him, his bloodshot and weary. “Yes, and you are?”

Steve closed his eyes and opened them slowly. “I’m Steve Harrington, your nephew is–was my soulmate.”

Wayne’s hand went to his mouth as tears threatened to spill.

Steve handed him the pick. “He sacrificed himself to save a lot of people, Mr. Munson. He was so brave. I think he’d want you to have it.”

Wayne nodded and Steve went back to sorting the clothes. He watched as Wayne’s rough fingers caught on the sticker on the back and turn the pick over.

His eyes went wide and met Steve’s. Steve winked but went back to working as if nothing had happened.

In as tiny writing as Steve could muster, he wrote: ALIVE, SAFE, HOME

He hoped it would give Eddie’s uncle the peace he needed for the time being.

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Epilogue

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munson-blurbs · 2 years

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Thankful (Dad!Eddie x Mom!Reader)

You and Eddie celebrate Melody’s first Thanksgiving with the Hawkins crew.

Warnings: none

WC: 1.7k

Part I | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Taglist: @dylanmunson @tayhar811 @princess-eddie @briasnow-blog @eddielives1986 @lost-in-contingency @eddiesprincess86

“Are you ready?” You hear Eddie whisper through the bedroom door; the man was never good at keeping his voice low. “C’mon, let’s go surprise Mommy!”

The record store is closed on holidays, which means Eddie’s home, which also means that you can sleep in. Motherhood is more exhausting than you had anticipated. It’s one thing to pull an all-nighter once in awhile to finish some work or have a movie marathon; it’s another to wake up every two hours to feed, change, or rock a screaming baby.

Your husband has been nothing short of an angel: balancing work, a newborn baby, and a wife who feels like she’s falling apart physically and emotionally. You take care of Melody while he’s at the store, but he’s holding her as soon as he gets home so you can take time to rest.

You open one eye as the door opens and slip on your glasses. Eddie’s still in his pajamas, but he’s got Melody in an outfit you haven’t seen before.

“Hi, my loves,” you greet them sleepily. “Happy Thanksgiving.”

“Happy Thanksgiving, Mama Munson,” Eddie replies, carefully shuffling towards you. “Mel wants to show you something.”

“I hope it’s not another diaper explosion,” you give a small laugh, sitting up to get a better look at your little family.

“Nope. Had one of those already this morning, but Super Dad took care of it,” he grins proudly. “This is much better.”

He hands you your little baby, her dark blond curls tickling your chin as you pull her close for cuddles. She’s wearing an orange onesie with a cartoon turkey on it, and the text below it reads “My First Thanksgiving.”

“This is the most precious thing I’ve ever seen!” you exclaim as she takes your finger in her tiny fist. “Eds, where did you get this?”

“What are you talking about? You gave birth to her!” he teases, kissing your forehead.

“You know what I mean!”

“Ohhh, her Thanksgiving outfit,” Eddie says, making you smile even wider. “One of my regulars gave it to me last week. Been hiding so we could surprise you.”

“I swear, every time I think this kid couldn’t get any cuter,” you kiss her little fingernails, and she looks up at you with her wide eyes. “Right? Every time Mommy thinks you couldn’t be a more adorable little baby, you prove her wrong!”

Eddie’s heart leaps watching you be a mom. The last few weeks have been hard on you, but he’s so impressed with how naturally you fell into motherhood. On more than one occasion you’ve questioned whether or not you can do this, but he reassures you that the feeling is normal, especially when sleep deprived. And while you’ve had no shortage of visitors, you haven’t really left the house.

Today, however, the three of you are going to the Hopper-Byers house to celebrate with everyone—and you mean everyone: Jim Hopper, Joyce, Will, Jonathan, and Eleven will obviously be there, as well as Steve, Nancy, Andy, Robin, Mike, Dustin, Lucas, and Max. A full house.

Eddie crouches down so he’s eye-level with his daughter. “What’s that, Melly Bean?” he asks, cocking his head towards her. “You want Mommy to come out to the living room so we can watch the parade together?”

You roll your eyes and laugh. “Only for my little turkey,” you place her back in his waiting arms so you can stretch. “And because I have to get up anyway and make a casserole to bring to Joyce’s.”

“I thought Joyce said not to bring anything?” He furrows his brows.

“Well, I’m not going over empty-handed,” you reply. “Besides, it’ll feel good to cook something again.” Your friends and neighbors had brought food to you after Melody was born, and you’d been subsisting on that and take-out since you got home from the hospital.

Eddie nods. “Okay. Just take it easy.” You give him a warm smile, appreciating his concern without being overbearing. God, you love him.

You wrap the hot casserole dish in tinfoil just as Santa Claus makes his way down 34th Street, signaling the end of the parade.

“Look, Melly!” Eddie coos, though she’s sound asleep against his chest. “That’s Santa! He’s gonna come to our house next month and bring you so many gifts.” He looks over at you sheepishly. “Speaking of which, I should probably pick up some extra shifts.”

You feign ignorance for your own amusement. “Whatever for? I thought Santa was bringing everything for her.”

“You’re so lucky I’m holding her, or I’d throw a pillow at your head.” Instead, he opts to stick out his tongue, making you giggle.

“C’mon, let’s bundle her up and…Eddie!” you cry out when you see that he’s still in his pajamas, with his hair mussed and his face unshaven. “How are you not ready yet?”

“I think a better question is, how are you ready?” he gawps.

“I showered and got dressed while the casserole was in the oven,” you explain. “Just need to throw on some makeup, cover up these bags under my eyes, and I’m good to go.”

“Fuckin’ Wonder Woman, I’m tellin’ you, babe. That’s what you are,” he muses, standing slowly and putting Melody in her bassinet next to the couch. He walks back to the kitchen and presses a sloppy kiss to your temple. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, stinky man,” you wrinkle your nose dramatically as you pretend to lean in for a kiss but lick his lips instead. He retaliates quickly, pulling you close to him and licking your ear.

“You’re gross,” you mumble as his jaw drops.

“Me? You started this!” he retorts.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, babe. Now go get ready.”

You pull up to the house half an hour later than you’d hoped, but considering you had a four-week-old baby, you were impressed that you weren’t tardier. Eddie throws the car in park and shuts off the engine, and immediately you hear a voice call, “They’re here!”, followed by a parade of people vying to be the first to hold Melody.

“Whoa! Hey, guys!” Eddie calls as he steps out and opens the rear door to get the baby. “Just give us a sec to get settled in and then you can fight to the death for her.”

You sling the diaper bag over your shoulder as Eddie unhooks the car seat. Melody stirs slightly and lets out a cry.

“Sorry,” you mutter as you make a beeline for the front door, “she might be hungry.”

Joyce pushes through the crowd to get to you. “Breathe. It’s okay. Babies cry,” she rubs your back gently. “You’ll feed her, and she’ll be good as new.”

You take a deep breath, in through the nose and out through the mouth, and nod. “Thank you.”

There’s a soft tap on your shoulder as you walk in the house. “Uh, Y/N?” Mike Wheeler says. “I can give her a bottle, i-if you want. I used to help my mom when Holly was a baby.”

You’re reluctant to accept help, for the sake of your own pride, but you relinquish some control and smile. “That would be amazing, Mike.” The boy visibly relaxes as you bring him over to the kitchen so you can prepare the bottle.

Eddie places Melody in Mike’s arms, and she takes the bottle immediately. “She’s so cute,” Mike remarks, making silly faces at her while she drinks.

“Once that bottle is done, give her to me,” Dustin demands, and Max scoffs at him.

“You already got to meet her when she was born!” she argues, pushing him out of the way.

“Not my fault I’m a better friend than any of you are!”

“Hey, who says I’m giving her up?” Mike calls back from the sofa.

“Sheep!” Eddie’s voice stops their bickering immediately. “Here’s the deal: Wheeler’s gonna finish feeding her, then we’ll go in alphabetical order by people who haven’t met her yet,” he emphasizes, earning a glare from Dustin. “That means Eleven, then Jonathan, Lucas, Max, Robin, and Will.”

“So not fair,” Dustin mutters, but doesn’t put up more of a fight.

“Also, there’s a rule,” you add teasingly. “If she poops while you’re holding her, you have to change her diaper.” Surprisingly, no one seems fazed.

For the first time in nearly a month, you’re able to have adult conversations and eat a meal without having to tend to Melody. It feels strange, like a piece of you is missing, but you learn to enjoy the moments of freedom.

It’s Hopper’s turn to hold her, and he’s standing next to Eddie, who’s eating a slice of pie. You overhear a part of their conversation:

“Having a daughter is the best feeling, isn’t it?” Hopper asks him, waving a finger at Melody. She’s so good, you think with a smile.

Eddie nods vigorously. “I can’t believe that I get to be her dad. I feel like I don’t deserve it,” he admits.

Hopper glances over at Eleven before replying. “I know the feeling,” he agrees, “but trust me when I say that if anyone deserves this, it’s you.” You blink back tears, half because you don’t want to be crying at Thanksgiving, and half because you don’t want to get caught eavesdropping.

Joyce uses her hip to gently bump yours. “Look at our guys,” she says. “Almost hate to steal her away from them. Almost.” She marches over and motions for her husband to hand her the baby, heart melting the instant she holds her.

Eddie makes his way over to you, placing his empty plate on a nearby table. He brings his arm around your waist, and you rest your head on his chest.

“You good, baby?” he murmurs into your hair.

“Mhm,” you say. “I’m just really happy.”

He squeezes you even closer and brings his gaze back to his daughter, cooing in Joyce’s arms. “We made the cutest kid ever, didn’t we?”

“Oh, absolutely,” you agree. “Makes every other baby look bad.” You look up at him and he bends down slightly to kiss you.

Instead, you lick from his lower lip to the tip of his nose.

“Gotcha.”

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melis-writes · 1 year

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Can you please write a au where it’s Victonny and they’re married and not to Michael and Sandra

Vito just got shot and they’re at home with their young sons (ages 1, 2, 3 & 4… c’mon they’re Italian Catholics with no birth control and insatiable for each other!) and their newborn baby daughter.

When there’s banging and whacking at the door and Sonny rushes for his gun and tells her to go off to the kids

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the kids names: santino jnr (4) angelo (3) rosario (2) amedeo (1) and grazia/graziella (newborn)

The Victonny marriage AU continues, this time during the events of the first film’s action. 👀 That’s a lot of babies… 🥴🥴

Safe as Houses.

“Damn it,” Sonny huffs out in frustration, setting the telephone down after another call to Luca goes unanswered. “Just pick up already.”

“Still nothing?” You step into the dining room, gently holding baby Graziella whose half asleep already in your arms.

“Nothing,” Sonny turns his head to face you; the mounted irritation upon his face almost instantly fading at the sight of his wife and newborn. “Don’t worry ‘bout it. We’ll reach Luca soon.”

“Nothing on my end either,” you speak softly so as not to wake little Graziella. “I haven’t heard back from my brothers since earlier tonight.”

“Luca’s shacked up tonight, nothing else to say,” Sonny lets out a drawn out sigh, rising from his seat. “I don’t want you worry ‘bout it, okay? I’m gonna get this shit straightened out,” Sonny rubs baby Graziella’s back softly, noticing how her little feet squirm.

“Mm, alright, darling,” you nod, kissing the top of Graziella’s head. “She’s almost asleep, isn’t that right?”

Sonny chuckles, placing his hand over your waist. “Still a little one, so tiny. How are the kids? They in bed yet?”

“Getting ready for bed, but Amedeo is already asleep,” you say back. “Just gonna tuck in our little angel with the others and—”

Sonny immediately turns his head to the front door at the sound of a loud, banging knock at the door—insistent to go in.

“Aaaaa…” Graziella begins to stir from her sleep, squirming around in your arms.

“Sonny—” Your eyes widen as you take a step back from the door.

“Shit,” Sonny hisses, quickly ushering you back. “Go back into the kids’ bedroom, Vic. Don’t step out until I tell you to, got it?”

Without another word, you quickly scurry to the nursery room while Sonny pulls open a kitchen drawer, snatching out his pistol.

The whacking knocks only grow more aggressive over the door again as Sonny leans his back against the wall.

“Whaddaya want?!” He raises his voice, aiming his gun towards the door.

You lock the nursery door behind you, attempting not to look as alarmed or frantic towards little Santino Jr., Angelo and Rosario playing with their toys and building blocks in the center of the nursery as Amadeo sleeps soundly in his crib.

“Mama!” Santino Jr.’s eyes light up when he sees you.

“Hi, buddy,” you smile weakly at your children—holding Graziella in one arm. “I’m here—let’s play with these over here, hmm? Come on,” you pick up as many of the childrens’ toys as you can from the center of the nursery and move them up to Amadeo’s crib. “Right over here so mama can play too.”

“Maaaaa…” Rosario giggles, crawling towards you.

“Come here, baby,” you snuggle Rosario up in your arms, keeping Angelo and Santino Jr. on your lap. “Let’s play together nice and quietly, okay? See, Graziella and Amadeo are still sleeping. Shhhh…”

You know that if all else fails, you still have the ability to pull out a pistol hidden in one of the nursery dresser’s drawers which your eyes land upon as you can hear Sonny unlocking the front door.

“Calm down, Sonny. It’s just me,” Clemenza holds his hands up, “Jesus.”

“Well your timing is just fuckin’ perfect, isn’t it?” Sonny grits his teeth. “We haven’t even heard back from Luca yet, and what about the old man?”

“I don’t know,” Clemenza swallows hard. “He’s still taking it rough back at the hospital—haven’t heard word since,”

“Wrong answer,” Sonny grabs onto Clemenza’s collar, forcing him back. “Now you listen to me, you son of a bitch. If it ain’t good news, stick to the telephone calls. Our ass is on high alert as is. My wife and kids are here, you got that? I don’t need them seeing this shit.”

“Calm down, Sonny,” Clemenza pushes Sonny’s hands off him. “Okay? Relax, we got this under control. Us and your old man.”

The rest of the conversation Sonny and Clemenza make come out as muffled through the walls and Clemenza’s voice isn’t all that recognizable to you as you quietly distract the children and keep to yourself.

Only a few more moments pass by before your eyes glance to the nursery’s door, seeing the doorknob twist and rattle from being locked. “Vic, it’s me, baby.”

You sigh in relief, carefully rising up with Graziella in your arm before unlocking the nursery door open for Sonny.

“Hey…” Sonny gazes at you, stepping in and seeing the relief washing over your expression. “Everything’s fine, it was just Clemenza talking ‘bout Luca again. Nothing to worry about, remember?”

“But I was worried,” you whisper back, “as soon as I saw you grab that gun.”

“I’ll shoot first and ask questions later if I have to,” Sonny mumbles, rubbing your shoulders. “I just wanna protect you and the kids. You don’t need any more shit—no more stress on your shoulders, not now. I don’t care, I’m keepin’ my word on that.”

“Dada!” Santino Jr. beams, holding up a little toy block in his hand.

“Hey, kiddo,” Sonny cracks a grin, “sharing with all your brothers and sisters, right?”

“Ya!” He nods excitedly.

“See, baby,” Sonny rubs tenderly over your shoulders, kissing your cheek. “Nothin’ to worry about. You know I’d stop at nothing to protect this family,”

“I know, baby,” you blush as baby Graziella gives her father a toothless smile. “I love you for that.”

“And I love you too,” Sonny kisses Graziella’s cheek before pecking a sweet kiss over your lips.

#godfather au #victonny #sonny corleone #santino corleone #sonny corleone x reader #moth to flame fic #moth to flame fanfic #prompts #moth to flame au #godfather x reader #not canon

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peaceoutofthepieces · 3 years

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every friend group should have... (insp.)

#skam nl #skamnledit #skamremakesedit #lucas van der heijden #isa keijser #liv reijners #engel beekman #janna mertens #kes de bues #noah boom #jayden #hello i’m back with more terrible gifs #i miss these humans #no jayden isn’t straight i agree but he’s best for the meme #and then ‘on thin ice’ is just like he’s taking his time to figure it out y’know shsbsjbs #and lucas is a tiny baby i’m right <3 #gifsbyme

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charlottemount · 2 years

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Hi can you do part 2 of baby in American love your writing

LIFE IN AMERICA — Christian Pulisic

summary: when christian and y/n share their normal country life in america with luca and their toddler psalm, penelope

☀️ this will be a part 2 of ‘baby & america’

warning: english is not my first language

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cmpulisic Good morning from Rumble and Daisy ☀️

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jadonsanchoo10 Where is Luca??

cmpulisic He’s outside with y/n, feeding the chicken 🐣🐣

luciaanderson You have twins? 👀

jjsmither_ Yea they have twins girl, i guess they’re about 1 year-old 👀👀

luciaanderson Is this the first time he post about their twin?

sethia009 Only y/n posted about the twins, like their daily normal life but this was the first time for christian

luciaanderson Rumble and Daisy are so cute tho 😂

matthewhoppe9 I think these are the only two babies who smile like that early every morning, like i mean i need that energy

cmpulisic They LOVE being wake up early every morning 😂

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y/username My little Luca Damien Pulisic 🥺 This was when he is 1 year-old and he just love to take shower in the sink 😂 can’t believ he’s 3 years old now. His blond hair 😍

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aliciablueleey What’s the twins name, y/n? i mean full name

leulaatia.2 It’s Rumble Honey Pulisic and Daisy Blair Pulisic.. not sure, but as i remember y/n once posted on her ig story

cmpulisic Gosh he will cried everytime i tried to pick him up, i don’t know why he love that sink so much

deedee_pulisic He’s obsessed with our house sink 😂

bellahadid I have a feeling that he's going to be really good at cooking in the future, he'll probably be a good cook

y/username How do you know? 😂

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cmpulisic Rumble love chicken 🐓

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y/username ‘Luca friends is thirsty mummy’ — Luca

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daisydialias y/n are you gonna go back to london?

y/username We decided to let our children live in the suburbs of America, so that they can have more fun activities, nature, horses and everything. They also really love it too

cmpulisic Oooh 🥺 he has such a sweetheart

kellypulisic My grandson

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cmpulisic Luca and Maddy are bestie 👀 @deedee_pulisic

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angelbaby_ree This is what i want, the country life just you, your kids and love of your life

deedee_pulisic Maddy is a big sissy to Luca and Luca always her little baby brother to her 🥺

y/username That’s so cute

markpulisic Are you and y/n gonna visit me and you mom tonight? with deedee and her husband too?

kellypulisic @markpulisic Of course they’re all gonna be here tonight, Mark 🤦🏻‍♀️

y/username Yes haha 😂 why not? Luca, Rumble and Daisy miss their grandmama and grandpapa so much already

kellypulisic Tell them i miss them too

y/username I will ❤️

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y/username Officially lost my evening with this man (on the right side) 🤖

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markpulisic Daisy is like a baby version of deedee

y/username I’m about to say

kellypulisic Rumble is a mini you, y/n

cmpulisic And Luca is tiny version of me 😂😂

rlc Let’s get drunk tonight

y/username Haha but no no, i would love too but everytime Christian drunk.. it’s just too much ‘s’ and egg

nick_taitague Fast swimmer

cmpulisic Duh ofc, what do you expect??

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sanchooo10 It’s my pleasure

y/username This suppose to be a surprise!!!!

christianmatepulisiclove His curly hair all gone 😳

y/username He just cut his hair 😢 i love his curly hair too but the twins always grab and pull his hair so 😢😢

cmpulisic I didn’t know you love my long curly hair that much baby

y/username I married you and your CURLY HAIR 😩

dele y/n you should come and surprise me too, with Luca, Rumble and Daisy ofc

y/username Trust me, one day i will 😂 but idk when 😀

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cocochannel00 · 3 years

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“Papi’s Grumpy”

Inspired by the supposed picture of Harry and Niall on a walk... Dad!Harry takes his son for a walk and the lack of ice cream sharing makes Harry sad

(Spanish/Latina Reader for all my bilingual ladies out there- I put the english too so don’t worry)

Your POV:

“Mi amor (my love) can you grab Lucas’ hat from the dresser? It’s chilly outside” you shouted from the kitchen as the sound of little feet shuffled above you. Harry was determined to take your son for a hike despite Lucas’ less then enthusiastic thoughts on having to leave his new toy dinosaur grandma Anne had bought him last weekend.

“Working on it love” Harry shouted as you heard a shriek followed by the noise of Harry’s feet stomping as he chased after your little rascal.

You shook your head at the antics of your two boys. If this baby was anything like your last, you knew you were in for a handful.

“Gotch ya” you heard your husband shout as your little boy burst out in fits of giggles.

The voices got closer as you continued to cut up the cucumbers into rings for Lucas to bring as a snack for their trip. Much like his father, your little boy was an absolute nightmare to be around when he was hungry.

“Mama mama no quiero no querio (don’t want to, don’t want to)” Lucas cried as Harry walked into the kitchen, placing the little boy down so he could run to your side.

You looked at the little boy who was hiding his face in your dress before looking up at your husband who was rolling his eyes at your son’s antics. Steadying yourself against the kitchen counter, you bent down with a groan before picking up your son and placing him on your hip.

“Careful Love, doctor said not to pick up weight cause of the baby” Harry stated before you gave him a death stare and placed Lucas on the countertop in front of you.

“Que no quieres hacer, mi amor (What don’t you want to do, my love)” you asked as you ran your hands through his soft hair.

“No walking Mama. Is bording” Lucas mumbled, mispronouncing boring as he rubbed his eyes.

“But Papi’s taking you, and Uncle Niall is going too! You guys are going to have so much fun”

“Uncle Niall?”

“Yeah Uncle Niall is going, and if you’re good they might even take you out for ice cream”

“Ice cream Ice cream Papi” Lucas shouted as he kicked his feet against the counter.

“But the ice cream is only if you’re good, bub. Now come on, lets go get your shoes on before Uncle Niall gets here” Harry said before grabbing Lucas off the counter and walking to your foyer.

You placed the bag of cucumbers along with a small water bottle into one of Harry’s various fanny packs just as a honk rang outside. You carefully waddled towards the front door, hoping none of Lucas’ toys would be in your path as you hadn’t been able to see your feet since month 6 of your pregnancy. The commotion of voices and giggles started as you finally made it to your front door, slightly more out of breath then you would care to admit.

“If it isn’t my favorite pregnant mama. Excited for a little alone time while we’re gone?” Niall shouted as he came up to give you a hug before rubbing his hand on your protruding stomach and handing you a box of your favorite chocolates.

“Mmm I knew you were always my favorite member of the band. Can’t wait to nap on the couch all afternoon” you chuckled in reply as Harry grunted from the ground where he was finishing tying your son’s shoes.

“Well we better get a move on if we want to make it back before dark. Can you pass me the fanny pack please, Love” Harry asked as he carefully placed the winter hat on top of Lucas head.

“There’s some snacks for the 3 of you and Lucas’ sippy cup. Try and tire him out a bit but not to much, you know how cranky he gets when he’s over exhausted. Don’t forget the bug spray and the sunscreen that’s in the front- “ you began before getting cut off.

“I know Baby, don’t worry. We’ve got everything taken care of, you just put your feet up and get some rest and I will see both of you later” Harry replied as he gave you a chaste kiss on the lips before crouching down to kiss your stomach.

“Ok ok get on with it then. Adiós mi principito, portate bien para Papi, ok? (Goodbye my little prince, be good for daddy, ok?)” You stated as you placed a kiss on Lucas’ hat covered head before zipping his jacket up properly.

“Ok Mama. Wuv you” Lucas replied as he waved and made his way to the garage, the two adult men following closely behind.

You waved them off before making your way to the couch to get a bit more comfortable.

“Alright baby, need you to chill out in there for me so I can get some sleep. Know it’s a bit squished in there but you gotta work with it just a bit longer” you mumbled to the baby having a boxing match with your ribcage today.

“Ok ok I get it, I get. We’ll put Papi on so you calm down” you stated as you shuffle through Harry’s songs before picking “Golden”, making your baby calm down almost instantly.

You sighed, grateful for the sudden calm before snuggling deeper into the couch and falling asleep.

Harry (3rd Person POV?):

“Papi are we there yet?” Lucas shouted from the back of the car as Harry made a right turn onto a dirt road.

“Yeah bud, were almost there. Just need to park and we can start exploring” he replied as he pulled into an open parking spot towards the back of the lot.

Niall jumped out of the car and went to take Lucas out as Harry began to grab the supplies for the hike.

“Alright buddy do you want to hold Niall’s hand or mine while we walk around” he asked Lucas as he jumped around in a puddle nearby.

“Uncle Niall Uncle Niall” Lucas screamed before latching onto Niall’s hand and dragging him towards the trail.

“Guess I’m the favorite today, huh?” Niall said with a smirk as Harry rolled my eyes at him.

“Give him another 20 minutes and he’ll be whining that he’s tired” Harry mumbled as they made their way into the woods.

The three of them walked through the trail with Lucas grabbing sticks and rocks before Harry could grab them from his hand and put them back on the ground. They continued up the trail for another 10 minutes before they made it to an open field full of flowers. Lucas tried to squirm out of Niall’s grasp as soon as he saw a patch of bright purple tulips.

“flower mama” Lucas whined as he looked up at Harry with puppy eyes, begging to be let go so he could go grab them.

“You can go grab some flowers, but don’t go to far, ok?” he told Lucas as he nodded his head quickly and ran towards the tulips.

“Is he always this... excited?” Niall asked as they watch Lucas run around grabbing all the flowers he could in his tiny pudgy hands.

“Yeah. Apparently I was just as anxious as a kid but it’s definitely a lot sometimes.” Harry said.

“How is (Y/n) holding up being pregnant and with you two at home? No wonder she wanted the two of you out of the house” Niall laughed as he sat down in the grass.

“She’s doing good. This baby has got her more tired then with Lucas and she’s been having a lot more cravings but otherwise everything has been going well.”

“Can’t believe you’re going to be a dad again in a couple of months, it’s crazy” Niall replied

“Yeah, I’m almost more nervous with this one. She’s gonna be my princess and I need to protect her from everything, paparazzi, boyfriends, everyone. Can’t have anything happen to her” he mumbled as kept an eye on Lucas from their spot in the grass.

“Have the paparazzi been bad with Lucas?”

“Not as bad as we thought but with the pregnancy they’ve been bloody pests. (Y/n) can’t even go to Tesco without a camera getting shoved in her face. I’ve had to bring on Gary to escort her when she’s in public because I’m to worried she’s going to get hurt by someone” Harry replied back.

“I’m sure she didn’t like that” Niall said.

“Fought me on it for nearly a week before I basically told her that if she didn’t take Gary with her then I wasn’t going to be leave her side the entire pregnancy and I think having me around all the time scared her more” he replied with a laugh as Lucas came running towards them with to handfuls of flowers.

“Papi flores (flowers)” Lucas shouted as he crashed straight into Harry’s chest, knocking him down into the grass.

“They’re very nice flowers Lu, are they for mama?” he asked as his son nodded his head eagerly showing him the slightly wilted tulips in his hand.

“Oi did you get me any flowers?” Niall asked as he grabbed Lucas from behind and began to tickle the little boy.

“Stop stop!” Lucas shouted, “flower flower” he continued as he held his arm up to Niall with a flower.

“Ok, I guess I’ll give ya a break since you gave me such a nice flower” Niall replied as he placed the flower in his hair.

“Papi you” Lucas shouted as he handed Harry one of the many flowers he had picked.

“Thank you, bub.” he said as he kissed Lucas’ cheek.

“No papi! no you, mama” he said as he handed him a fistful of flowers.

“I don’t get a flower?” Harry asked with a pout as Lucas shook his head with a giggle before releasing a loud yawn.

“You getting tired on us already, mate?” Niall asked as the little boy rubbed his eyes and shook his head.

Harry groaned softly as he got up off of the ground, wiping off the grass from his pants before looking down at Lucas.

“Caminamos (We walk)?” he asked Lucas as the little boy shook his head and stretched his arms out to his father with a whine.

“Alright bud let’s get you back home to take a nap then” Harry said as he picked Lucas up in his arms, tucking Lucas’ head into the crook of his shoulder.

“Guess you were right about the walk” Niall snickered as he carefully grabbed the flowers from Lucas’ hands so they wouldn’t get crushed.

The three of them slowly made their way back through the trail. Niall and Harry made light chatter about their recent music endeavors while Lucas dozed off to sleep. They were nearly to the end of the trail when Harry began to hear a soft music play from the parking lot.

“What’s that noise?” he asked as he shifted Lucas in his arms.

“Think it might be the ice cream truck.” Niall whispered as the catchy song began to get louder.

“Dear god, please no” Harry mumbled as Lucas lifted his head at the sound of his favorite dessert being mentioned.

“Ice ream?” Lucas questioned as he looked around for the sweet treat while Harry gave Niall a death stare.

Lucas squealed as he saw the truck just a mere four spots away from their car, making it virtually impossible for them to avoid a tantrum without stopping.

“Papi truck” Lucas shouted as he pointed at the large ice cream cone on top of the truck.

“Yes I see the ice cream truck” Harry mumbled back as Niall let out a laugh.

“Alright you little lad, why don’t you come with you Uncle Niall and we’ll get ice cream. What flavor do you want?” Niall asked as he opened his arms to Lucas.

“Nilla” he said mispronouncing Vanilla as he tried to wiggle out of Harry’s arms and into Niall’s.

“Only one scoop though Niall” Harry stated as he placed Lucas in his arms and watched the two boys go off to the truck.

Harry decided that it would be best to prep the car for the mess Lucas was about to make, so he head back to car. After unlocking it, he hastily searched for the box of wipes (Y/n) always had in the trunk for emergencies. Harry placed the wipes in the car door next to Lucas’ car seat and scrolled through his emails as he waited for the two of them to return.

“Papi papi look” Lucas shouted as he ran towards Harry with a giant cup of ice cream in his hand. The cup had to have been at least two or three scoops and covered in sprinkles.

“I thought I said one scoop?”

Lucas giggled as he quickly ran to hid behind Niall legs.

“Just a little ice cream H, don’t worry” Niall replied as he ate a spoonful of his chocolate ice cream.

“Can I at least have a bit?” Harry asked Lucas as he crouched down in front of his small frame.

He shook his head quickly and hid his ice cream more, nearly spilling it all over Niall’s pants.

“Why not, bud?”

“Germs papi” Lucas stated as he shoved a spoonful of sprinkles in his mouth

“D-did he just say germs?” Niall asked as he tried to contain his laughter, but failed miserably.

“Yes” Harry sighed, “(Y/n) has been teaching him about hand washing and how we don’t want to share germs and I guess the little rascal figured out how to use it to his advantage”

“That’s absolutely rich. Come on Lucas lets get in the car before daddy tries to get his germs all over ours” Niall shouted as he grabbed Lucas’ hand and ran towards the open car door behind Harry.

“I really can’t win with you two today” Harry mumbled as he made his way to the driver seat just as Niall finished buckling Lucas in.

“Alright boys are we ready to head home?” Harry asked as he started the car and began to pull out of the parking lot.

“Si casa casa (Yes, home, home)” Lucas cheered from his car seat, his face already covered in sprinkles again.

“He’s going to be on such a sugar high when we get home... the misses is going to kill me” he mumbled as they continued on our drive home.

The drive back was mostly silent, the only sound being heard was the soft rock music playing in the background and the slurping noises coming from the two passengers.

“We’re about to be home so the two of you better finish your ice creams before mama sees them” Harry said as he pulled up to the gate of his house, waiting for it to open.

“You know, might just have you take the brute of the fall for this one mate. I’ve been in (Y/n)’s good graces this long and I’d like to keep it that way” Niall replied as he pulled out his own car keys, ready to make his escape.

“You Irish coward” Harry chuckled as he parked the car in the driveway and got out.

“Listen I might not know what she’s saying when she yells at me in Spanish but the tone in her voice tells me there not nice things and I want to end the day good” Niall stated as he grabbed Lucas out of his carseat and began swinging him around in the air.

“Careful, boy’s got a stomach like is dad. He’ll puke all over you” Harry replied as he grabbed the empty ice cream cups and put them in the trash can outside.

“Well we can’t have that” Niall mumbled as he placed Lucas on the ground and crouched down to his height “Will you say hi to your mama for me? Maybe we can do this again”

“Yes yes” Lucas squealed as he gave Niall a big hug before running into the house.

“Still up for a round of golf next week” Niall asked as he made his way to his car.

“Yeah, send over sometimes and I’ll fit it into my schedule” Harry replied as the two men said their goodbyes.

Harry made his way into his house, trying to be as quiet as possible in case she was still sleeping but the minute he heard the giggles coming from the living room he knew she were awake.

He carefully pulled off his sneakers and placed his hat and Lucas’ in the laundry basket before making his way to her.

“Mama, papi’s grumpy” he heard his son say to his wife.

“And why do you think that mi amor (my love)?” she asked as Lucas as she brushed away some of the hair from his face.

“I no share ice ream mama” Lucas replied as he played with the now wilted flowers he had picked for his mother.

“And why didn’t you share baby?” (Y/n) asked, puzzled by her son’s statement.

“Germs” Harry replied from behind his wife as he placed a kiss to her temple softly.

Lucas nodded his head quickly, “mama said no germs”

(Y/n) laughed at the serious expression her two, almost three-year-old son had on his face as he discussed germs.

“Good listening baby. Germs are bad but a little germs are ok so next time daddy asks for a bit of your helado (ice cream) do you think you can give him some?”

“Yes mama” Lucas replied as he wrapped his arms around (Y/n) in a hug.

(Y/n) placed a gentle kiss to his forehead, “alright Lu, why don’t you go play with your toys for a couple of minutes before bath time that way we can get all the germs off you before bed”

“Not all mama” Lucas shouted as Harry laughed at the mess his wife had caused with his son’s new germ obsession.

“Ok we’ll leave some” she replied as Lucas ran off to the playroom next door to play with his toys.

Harry made his way around the couch and took a seat next to his wife before giving her a quick peck on the lip.

“How was your peace and quiet?” he asked as he ran his hand up and down (Y/n) very large stomach.

“It was good. Was pretty much asleep the whole time till Lucas came running in. How was your walk with Niall?” (Y/n) asked.

“Was nice until the ice cream situation. Niall let him get two big scoops so he’ll probably be on a sugar high all afternoon”

“He didn’t even share them?” (Y/n) replied with a smirk as Harry groaned and hid his face in the crook of her neck.

“No because mama said germs were bad so we don’t share germs” Harry grumbled as (Y/n) laughed at his antics.

“I’m sorry, love. Maybe if you ask our other baby really nicely she might let you have some of her rocky road that was leftover from a couple of nights ago.” she replied as she rested her hand on top of Harry’s.

“I’m sure my baby girl won’t mind, right princess? You don’t care about germs yet” Harry stated as he leaned down to place a kiss to (Y/n)’s stomach as the baby began to kick more aggressively.

“Hate to break it to you H but I’m taking these karate kicks as a no to ice cream sharing” (Y/n) mumbled as Harry glared at her.

“I can’t win in this house anymore” he stated as he slumped back into the couch with a pout.

(Y/n) laughed again before leaning over to leave a trail of kiss all over his face before connecting with his lips. Just as the two of them had found a good rhythm, they heard their son shout.

“I ready bath. no germs pwease”

The two of them laughed as Harry carefully untangled himself from his wife, ready to wrangle his son into the bath. He might not have gotten ice cream but he definitely wouldn’t have traded today for the world.

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lvlyhao · 3 years

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『you’re dating him but he’s not your bias』

reaction fic; NCT Dream

A/N: this is nct dream’s reaction to realizing your bias is not him (and you’re a couple). gender neutral, got way too deep at some points and was NOT meant to be this long. enjoy.

note that english is my second language and i speak mixing slang, accents and spellings from 3283928 places so i did notice there’s practice written with both s and c down there so

just dont mind it pls

also, today’s photo theme is dream looking cute in low quality shots.

𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮𝓼: fluff (♡), angst (❆), comedy (☼), crack (⍢).

𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: lots of swearing, my tough love for the neos, one mention of cheating that doesn’t actually happen, a couple of mentions of alcohol and drinking, some violence hidden in metaphors, me being chaotic, it got a bit more angsty and darker than i intended, but we do have all happy endings.

word count: 6.8K

pairing: nct dream members x reader ( includes mark, renjun, jeno, haechan, jaemin, chenle, jisung)

disclaimer: the characters in the story below do not reflect real people or present real facts. this is purely fictional, and you may not copy, change, translate or repost my work in any way. all rights reserved © cherry-hyejin 2021.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

Mark

oh, poor baby

i feel like he would be a little heartbroken

just a little

not so much if it’s someone from dream, because they’re his little brothers, but if it’s one of his hyungs from 127 or wayv,,,,,

boy might cry

he’s not super dramatic about it or anything but i don’t see him as being super confident about himself

so he might think like

“do they think he’s cooler than me?”

and it’s silly, yes, he knows

but it’s just something that pops up in his mind sometimes when you bring him up

so for the sake of this fanfic let’s pretend you’re johnny biased

because gods know i am

at least when it comes to 127

mark would be divided into fanboying with you and being like “YO, HE’S THE COOLEST GUY ON EARTH OH MY GOD I’M SO GLAD YOU AGREE”

and

“a h”

would constantly try to get closer to you when johnny is around, and just

showing off in little (kinda dumb) ways

complimenting you

being even more whipped than usual

like yes he’ll give you all of his watermelon slices just please don’t look at johnny like that again

i think johnny would kind of play into it with the whole “imma steal your s/o” thing

and he doesn’t do it to make mark jealous or hurt

we know he’d rather get hit by a train than ever actually upsetting his son on purpose

but we also know he’s johnny

cue “OH DUDE HE’S FLIRTING”

so yeah he might call you lil pet names (beautiful, cutie, you get it)

just to see you giggle

(and see your soul leave your body)

might say he’s taking you out for dinner when he’s just driving you to get more ice cream for a movie night with the gang lol

and winks

expect a lot of winks

anywhere and anytime

which makes mark sometimes feel like he’s intruding???

and that you appreciate johnny more than him???

he genuinely doesn’t understand how you can date him and still not have him as your bias

don’t you like, love him above everyone else or smth lol

his “showing off” phase eventually fades tho

now every time you hang you with the boys and johnny is around, he’ll be a bit more distant

he thinks he’s giving you space to interact with his friends but he’s just shying away from competing with one of his favourite people ever

and it’s a competition that Does Not Exist™

but he’s not 100% aware of that

and you’re not that dense

so ofc you notice

and you wait till you two are alone to talk to him, and he BEGRUDGINGLY admits that you being johnny biased makes him feel kinda small and unimportant

he’d never try to make you change your bias or anything

he just needs reminders that he’s your #1 boy sometimes

which is fine by you

and by him

cus now it’s you calling him pet names all the time

and hugging him

and kissing his cheek

and praising his work

and blowing kisses from across the room

and just telling him straight up that no matter what, you’ll always go to him

(not that you ever had any chance with johnny lmao)

THIS GOES TO SHOW COMMUNICATING IS KEY, CHILDREN

COMMUNICATE

Renjun

wym donghyuck is your bias lol

literally are you fucking kidding him

don’t get me wrong ok

everyone knows renjun loves haechan

they’re bffs and could not live without each other

but at the same time,,,

what is wrong with you

who did he choose as his s/o gods help him

if it was jeno, or mark, or jaehyun, or winwin, or kun, or lucas, or yuta, or taeyong, or ten, or,,,,

literally ANY of his other members

he’d understand your point and be like “ok fine”

but haechan???? hmmm bestie no

he’s not gonna throw a fit

not after the first time you told him anyways

HE WAS SURPRISED OKAY

and he just whined very loudly after having laughed for 5 minutes thinking it was a joke

if you don’t know that iconic scene, renjun had a whole ass meltdown in 3 seconds while yelling “aAAAAAH JINJJAAAAA” and getting ready to punch the living shit out of hyuck

for no reason other than the fact that it’s haechan we’re talking about and injun’s little body is filled with rage

BACK ON TRACK

would probably try to act all cool about it and be like “i don’t mind” but bruh does he mind

and it doesn’t help that haechan is such a little shit about it

he doesn’t even flirt with you

he just

constantly reminds renjun that he’s your bias—not him—and then constantly praises himself over you

“ah, y/n~ did you choose me as your bias because i’m the best vocalist? or was it because i’m the best dancer? mAYBE IT WAS BECAUSE OF MY OH SO BROAD SHOULDERS—”

(pause for injun to punch him)

(unpaused)

and ok in the beginning it was funny seeing him all worked up but now it’s just annoying to be in the same room as these two

haechan won’t let either of you live

and renjun just wants to

fight

so it eventually gets to the point where you’ll talk to renjun and jeno will talk to hyuck cus even the other dreamies are tired of it

except maybe for chenle, he always laughs his ass off when they start bickering

ANYWAY

your conversation goes something like “oh my god renjun i’m literally dating you, i don’t like haechan better or anything you little pile of fury”

while jeno sits hyuck down in front of him and jaemin and just

“bro why are you like this”

“bro”

no but renjun would apologize for going overboard with his protectiveness and jealous energy because he’s not generally like that

he’s angry all the time but never about something involving you, you know

he tries his best to treat you like the royalty you are

but something about hyuck being your bias makes him feel a bit like a castaway???

he’s very creative and as an artsy kid myself i know we’re very prone to feeling left out because we’re just different from the others

so he’d think maybe haechan really has a better voice

or better dancing skills

or he looks better

he is taller than injun after all, and has broader shoulders, and his hair is all fluffy and—

the whole thing just made him insecure about things he had settled with himself long ago

he was fine with being him

but not so much when it came to that

i don’t think you two would fight over it cus tbh i think renjun would really only get with someone who can be very understanding of him

and i think hyuck would actually apologize to renjun too

not when everyone’s around but like, maybe after dinner or something and he just needs to feel like they’re besties again

hyuck never meant for things to get out of control

he just really likes both injun and you as his friends, and aside from skinship his most prominent love language is,,,

teasing

he was really just trying (very poorly) to grow closer to the person his best friend loves so much—you—because renjun is SUCH a big part of his life it would just feel wrong to not be good friends with you as well

don’t tell them i said this but they hug it out

injun strikes me as someone that could take a bit of time to bounce back from something that hurt his pride or his sense of belonging

and his way of healing and bonding is just,,,

art

sure, keep being haechan biased, but also please read with him

and talk about his fantastic animal creations

and watch those buzzfeed unsolved alien theory videos because he really wants to discuss it and maybe even draw what he thinks the aliens look like

hyuck tones it down, you make sure renjun knows you like him for him, renjun starts to (secretly) appreciate hyuck’s talent along with you...

and now let’s take a moment to imagine the minute you watch their latest mv with injun by your side

and yes okay the first thing you see is CLEARLY how good renjun looks because holy fucking shit he’s an angel (and i’m clearly not renjun biased)

but then,,,,,,

wAS THAT A HAECHAN HIGH NOTE

(there’s always a haechan high note, just look for it)

and ok maybe he did scream a bit with you because of how good it all sounded

and you know what, it works out perfectly bc you two are my new otp and you were meant for each other

but we do have to mention the eventual happening of chenle saying like “oOoOoOoH y/N wErE yOu dRoOliNg oVeR hAeChAn AgAiN” after a special stage

and then you, injun and hyuck all attempt to choke him

i’m kidding

or not

Jeno

ah, lee jeno

aka samoyed boi

yes i do call him that no i will not stop

everyone is always writing jeno as being super protective and literally about to burst a lung if someone else ever does as much as look at you

but i just

don’t see him that way

he’s a taurus and from what i know about taurus they can be v v jealous, yes, but they mainly seek comfort

so he’s fine with you biasing jaemin

as long as you’re not ditching him or anything lol

and ok, imma be 100% honest here even if it sounds like literal no fun (jenojaem wink wonk)

jaemin doesn’t flirt with you

not any more than he flirts with

every other breathing creature

ever

he’s really only platonically interested in you, never remotely romantic or anything lol

on the other side, he is in love with jeno

basically, if jaemin is your bias, jeno is his

so nothing really changes

we know how nomin are, okay

they hold hands, they stare deeply into each other eyes, they nearly kiss at least once every time they go live

it's just them

you gotta respect it bruh

i know this is the most boring reaction ever so let’s create the one (1) instance where jeno would actually dislike that you bias someone else

i think he would feel a bit hurt if you seemed to be more supportive of jaemin’s work than his

and it’s not something big or on purpose

it’s just something like going with him to a recording session but not going with jeno because you have homework

or after a very busy practise day going to praise jaemin first

even if it’s just three words

“you did good”

and then you’re going towards him, he’s gonna feel like maybe he doesn’t deserve your praise as much as nana????

i actually feel like, among the dreamies, jeno is the least confident one when it comes to his performance

he knows he’s not an awful rapper or anything but i think it can be a bit too much, being around such bright and huge presences like the others while his nickname literally means “no fun”

his members are just so loud and full of energy most of the time

and sometimes he just really needs to be quiet and observe in silence

(yes i do know he’s chaotic and a crackhead, i’m just saying as we know he can be a bit introspective)

so what if you just

stopped seeing him?

did he become invisible to you?

did you finally fall for jaemin’s beautiful smile and stupid pick-up lines?

he’s not gonna let it show that he’s affected, though

earth signs are nearly always the ones to “stay strong” because we have this image that people are relying on us???

so we do what we do

bottle everything up and overwork ourselves bc we only got two modes

1. chill, super balanced and down to earth (ay for the pun)

2. please make us take a break we’re literally about to cry if we work for one more minute but we can’t allow ourselves to fucking take it easy

so yes you’ve guessed correctly, we’re going with 2

jeno is going to go so, SO hard on everything he does

literally every single activity you can think of from dance practice to photoshoots to cooking for the dreamies

he stays up later than usual to get that one tricky move in the choreo just right

he works out more because he thinks he has to look absolutely perfect for when they shoot the mv

jisung asked for ramen? he’s making it but you bet your ass he’s spending over 40 minutes just chopping so

many

vegetables

AND STUFF THAT JISUNG WON’T EVEN EAT

but he’s doing it anyway for the reason being that it just has to be the Best™

and it’s not like he’s competing with anyone else to be diligent

this is just about being better than he was and showing himself—and maybe you—how painstakingly hardworking and driven he can be

maybe then you’re gonna acknowledge him as much as you acknowledge nana :((

:(((((

writing this is making me downright sad, jeno is so underrated and unaware of his power UGH

and i need to point out this is NOT about making you change your bias from jaemin to him, this is solely about having you recognize his efforts, even if you already do

if you just thought jeno was like going off in work because it was asked of him to, jaemin would DEF notice and talk to you about it

turns out it’s a habit of jeno to go extra hard sometimes and he needs someone to make him take a break

so it goes down like you breaking into the practice room when jeno and jisung were practising

the first reaction is confusion

the second is oh hey babe how are you

third is

a-are you dragging jeno and his bag out of the door while screeching at jisung to order pizza and doughnuts for everyone??

yes you are and i’m proud of you

so jeno is still confused and making those cute “hUh” noises he does omg i love him so much

and you’re just rambling about how much of an amazing artist he is, and you love his voice, and he’s a fantastic dancer, and his expressions and gestures are on point, and he takes such good care of the dreamies and

he’s perfect

and he knows jaemin must have talked to you, and he feels so vulnerable to have you know how on edge he’s been

baby boy just needs some rest

and that’s exactly what you give him, with a bath full of those fancy bath bombs and flower petals and candles at your house/apt

then a quick sheet mask while you massage his shoulders and keep saying how much you genuinely admire him

the mask might be ruined cus he started crying out of exhaustion

after that’s been done and you’ve hugged for at least like 5 min nonstop, you head over to the dorms, where hyuck was in charge of setting up a blanket fort while mork and nana gather board games, jisung gets the food and chenle

well chenle just had to make sure jisung doesn’t forget to order for someone and doesn’t break like 10 plates trying to set the table lol

this is way longer than the others so imma wrap it up

make it obvious and loud that you see and respect jeno’s hard work and he’ll be alright again

and maybe make those game nights a weekly thing when possible, it would make him very happy

he’ll never again feel sad when you praise jaemin cus now he’s sure he does enough, and above all, he is enough

Haechan

haechan = full sun

why would you ever bias someone when you’re dating the goddamned sun

does not understand

but also does not care that much

actually, one out of two really depending on who your bias is

if it’s one of the members he has that tom/jerry relationship with, prepare for so

much

complaining

and clinging

AND HE’D BE SO LOUD OH MY FUCKING GOD

donghyuck please stop screaming about doyoung not deserving to be your baby’s bias, it’s 2 am

on the other hand, if it’s one of the (few) members he,,,

adores with all of his heart and is not afraid to show it

ex: sungchan, jaehyun, taeil and yang2x

then you can bet he’s going to be right beside you whenever you feel like throwing a fit because he’s just so handsome and talented

IF IT’S MARK OSHDISJD

i’m going to write you as being mark biased ok? ok

i honestly don’t know if he’d feel more jealous of mark or of you

he loves you both

a lot,,,,

and he really doesn’t like it when mark blushes when you compliment him

and he doesn’t like it when mark literally just walks past you and you trip over your feet because bro tf u doing, that’s some embarrassing shit

lowkey done with you two

but also PAY HIM SOME ATTENTION

or don’t, he’s fine either way (cue crossed arms and staring at you from across the room until you come give him a kiss)

“he’s pretty cute but i’m cuter right baby”

pouty pouty pouty if he ever feels neglected

will be so fucking annoying lmao i can’t write haechan, i love him but i do understand why renjun is always trying to beat him up

he’d be a show-off in a different way than mark because he can be so petty

will take every chance he gets to pull a one-liner

will sing everything he has to say just so you know he can hit those high notes

what do you mean dream doesn’t have a schedule today

oh man, he could swear they did

because that is the sole reason why he’s wearing his most expensive clothes and shoes + makeup to walk around the dorms, yes

no he doesn’t want to impress you

shut up

will text you like every single fancam he sees on twitter

every

single

one

and are they mark’s?

lol no, they’re his

he is so genuinely trying to make you a member of his sunflower cult

<whispers> “tell me i’m your bias”

“donghyuck what the actual hell why are you standing at the end of my bed in the middle of the night like a fucking demon child”

he really wants to act all cool and composed but he wants to be your bias so fucking bad

he’s a bad bitch all around and just does whatever

cus haechan privilege

and he tends to not care about what people say and think???

bc he knows he’s lee donghyuck

he’s fully aware of the effect he has on people

but you

not biasing him

naw, he can’t take it

will do anything and everything he can to make you say, JUST ONE TIME, he’s your bias

then you can go back to loving (his) mark

so for your sake, for his sake, for mark’s sake

just give donghyuck what he wants

i can promise he’ll keep being an ass no matter what you do

like yeah did you just buy him coffee and his favourite cake? well that’s sweet but iS HE YOUR BIAS YET

“aw babe thanks so much for taking a bullet for me but now please say i’m your bias”

if you still don’t do it, it’s time to be extra petty

will actually drop you for mark

his logic is something like: he can’t be your bias? pity, so he’s just gonna date him instead

and mark is mark so he has no idea what’s going on

everyone in 127 and dream finds this absolutely hilarious cus suddenly donghyuck seems to be doing his best to win over mark’s heart and i mean more than usual???? and he’s treating you like his bro????

<you leaving the dorms to go to uni or smth so you go to hyuck for a goodbye kiss> “no can do, i’m committed”

“i’m your partner”

“no that’s mark”

it’s not 100% a joke when i say i can see him getting down in one knee to propose to mark while making eye contact with you to

assert his dominance

and mark is just

“dude

what HAHAHA”

and you are so done, i’m so sorry you have to go through that bby

i don’t think there’s another way to fix haechan other than just admitting he was your bias for an era, or a comeback or something

like yeah with the other dreamies before him it’s bonding + healing time bc i wrote it all kinda angsty (lol sorry) but with donghyuck

“will you stop this if i say you were my bias during reload era”

“mark wasn’t in dream that era tho”

“yes i know”

i say he’s gonna take what he can get and now things can finally go back to normal

with the exception that something else comes along with hyuck being satisfied with you biasing him

he just has a full pass to fanboy over mark now too

what am i talking about?

new 127 mv is out

you: watching it beside haechan and going off about how pretty mark looks

him: going off even harder bc he’s whipped too

this is what a happy couple looks like

but now i pity mark because he has you two idiots fanboying over him irl

savemork2021

Jaemin

nana is just such a chill and fun guy

i can’t see him being actually jealous or anything if he finds out you bias someone else

and so the two of you become insufferable together

bitch, i’m telling you

he (ur bias) is not gonna have one peaceful day ever again in his entire life

cus you know the thing jaemin does where he just looks at someone doing some random shit and goes “oOoOoH sExY”

yes that thing

he’s doing it to your bias

and you’re doing it too

and your bias probably wants to run away to some very far away land

PLEASE IF IT’S JISUNG

i’m not gonna write this whole thing as if you bias him but let’s just imagine

two fully grown people

pilling on top of poor, poor park jisung playing games on his phone

“URI JISUNGIEEEEEE

MWOYA, MWOYAAAA~"

i genuinely think he would avoid being around you two at the same time

cus individually he can handle it

like yes y/n please let me go this hug has lasted for about 4 minutes now

or oh hi jaemin hyung my cheeks hurt when you pinch them that hard

but when you two are together

bruh

a power couple not bc you two are v confident or some shit but bc you can and will be extremely affectionate towards anyone that comes too close

and now let’s talk about how it would be if you biased jaehyun

jaemin loves jaehyun

they’re 2jae

2jae are soulmates

therefore,,,, it’s also kinda hellish but in a different way???

bc 2jae are on the end of that spectrum about the neos that know how in love the entire world is with them

they’re too powerful

they’re aware of their charm and they do everything they can to rub it in our faces

so the flirting between 2jae and you would be insane

and i mean insane

insane as in even johnny is kinda disgusted tbh bc

they’re doing a photo shoot with the 23 of them for some shit, idk don’t ask me

and of course, you had to tag along

but oh my god you three, please stop calling each other sexy/hot in weird voices now, the staff is staring

there are def rumours the 3 of you are a poly couple lmao

jaehyun denies everything on social media (throwback to saying “no way lol” when we asked if he REALLY slept in the same bed as jungwoo)

but every piece of content there is of you and jaemin or you and jaehyun or just them is so ridiculously flirty

you can bet there are compilations on youtube like

“y/n being in love with 2jae for 8 minutes heterosexual”

ok i was having way too much fun with that, moving on

i don’t think he’d ever be actually upset about you biasing someone else

he trusts you and treasures you a lot so he doesn’t see the problem in you also appreciating another one of his members

bc gods know he does

he’s a bit in love with everyone so why shouldn’t you be too lol

one time he would feel a bit blue because of it???

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

i think it’s possible he’d turn pouty or whiny or just kinda needy (not in a bad way, he just misses you) when he’s like

done with people

and needs some time away from everything

we know he’s an introvert, even if he acts very, very loud around the boys and it’s honestly just a matter of time until an introvert grows tired of being around humans

it depends on each person, of course, but there’s a 99% chance every once in a while he’ll start to feel too drained

and he’ll need a break to get his energy back

jaemin would probably want you around even when he feels like that, though

i see you being such a big source of comfort for him in a relationship

he enjoys taking care of people so please take care of him too

and for just this one day don’t talk about your bias that much, or don’t leave nana to go over to him to chat

and just cuddle him a lot

that will make him a smiley baby again

and then things are back to how they normally are

and by that i mean most neos hiding from you because they’re scared

i don’t have a lot to say aside from that so let’s think about the neos that would be the most intimidated by your shared thot aura

dotae would be confused in different ways lol

taeyong would be just ????????????blush/awkward smile/hahaha??????

and doyoung might actually ask what is wrong with you

<points to jeno and his s/o> “why can’t you be like them”

mark would laugh-scream and slap his knee into oblivion whenever you two are cornering him

but then go super shy and be like “dUDE DON’T DO THAT”

resident confident gay jungwoo would rejoice in the attention and make so many goddamned jokes

a literal comedian i love him

i think sicheng and renjun would be on the same wavelength of repugnance towards you lol

chenle would deadass call you weird and tell you to leave him alone

shotaro and kun might faint (or kun will panic-scold you)

taeil is as confused by affection as usual (have you seen the face he makes when haechan kisses him LMFAO he’s smiling but like wondering wtf happened on the inside)

ten is not very amused but might play into it

yangyang: that’s disgusting, man (cue flashbacks to that live with renjun after the from home stage where renjun pretended to lick his hand and slick his hair back,,, catboy injun,,, you know the one)

xiaojun and hendery are such panicked gays they just turn to stare at whoever else is around and make that “help” expression like they’re on the office

haechan is haechan, kinda doesn’t mind it

jeno is used to dealing with this at this point

lucas and yuta love the attention but while yuta will flirt right back lucas is just gonna smile and try to jop his way out of there while screaming

sungchan will go hide behind haechan and say “hyung they’re being dumbasses again”

this turned into ‘how would nct react to you and jaemin being super flirty together’ and i’m not sorry

Chenle

chenle is so fun to write i love him lmao

okay so

he doesn’t strike me as the possessive type with anyone other than jisung (bc i swear he can be a bit jelly towards his bestie but i think it comes with sungie being the sweetest bean ever, he’s just protective)

he’s such a ray of sunshine and witty jokes and dolphin laughter i love him

back to the plot

he literally couldn’t care less about you biasing someone else

b u t

i will say there’s an exception

this exception is tall, kinda lanky, very awkward and born on the 5th of february

you’ve guessed it, it’s jisung

i think most of the time he’d tease THE SHIT out of you for it because c’mon

you had 22 chances not to mess up

and you still somehow ended up biasing jisung? lol do better next time

and this is not me and chenle hating on jisung, please—

he’d just find it funny that your bias is his best friend and

hold the fuck up

your bias is his best friend

oH NO NO NO NO NO

i think after realizing that he would lowkey try to keep you two apart because he’s somehow jealous of both????

and if he can’t help it then you can bet your ass he will be screaming all along

it’s his sweet, dummy jisung

with his sweeter and dummier y/n

what is he going to do

probably has a mini-breakdown with kun because like he’s always wanted you two to get along bUT NOT LIKE THAT

kun will just sigh like the tired father he is and pet his back while saying “there, there”

and a genius idea is going to come to chenle’s mind

you know the teasing thing?

well it’s upgrade time

he’s gonna turn into such a try-hard with tmi and embarrassing shit you two have done

and he’s not trying to stop you from being friends

he just wants you to like

know who you’re befriending

bc i think since he’s really really close to jisung, he doesn’t want you getting closer to him bc you like his idol side alone

and he doesn’t want jisung getting close to you just because you’re his partner either

if you had high hopes for each other and ended up kinda falling face-first into the ground bc it was nothing like you had imagined—

he’d be so broken

because he loves you so much :((((

so like, if you can get past the teasing and annoying barrier he’s putting up, he’ll be more than happy to have two of the most important people in his life being buddies

so get ready for it

if you’re the type of person to go batshit crazy when you drink, oh boy, oh boy

so you and the dreamies are just having dinner when lele feels like it’s the perfect time to disclose some of your drunken adventures

“hey y/n”

“yeah babe?”

“remember that time you got really really drunk on vodka and candy and wanted to call your mom”

“chenle the hell don’t talk ab—”

“but then you tried using the microwave as a phone”

“...”

“or that other time you were equally as drunk and watched the make a wish mv and cried because you noticed the height difference between xiaojun hyung and lucas hyung”

yeah so now’s the part you get up to chase him around the dorms and try to land a kick

BUT WORRY NOT, HE’LL MAKE SURE TO EMBARRASS JISUNG JUST AS MUCH

he likes doing that when it’s just the three of you though

so picture this

movie night the girls boys

chenle would 100% pick the most terrifying horror movie he can find so that he could see jisung clinging to whoever’s closest to him

and then right before a jumpscare, he’d whisper like

“jisung”

“w-what”

“why don’t you do that thing you were doing while you slept last night”

(honestly, i’d be mildly scared if i heard lele say this with no context at all)

and then the jumpscare happens and jisung is nearly fainting and crying at the same time

but chenle is laughing

and trying to get out what he wants to tell you between wheezes

“he-he” <dolphin wheeze> “hE WAS SINGING CHEER UP BY TWICE WHILE SLEEPING” <more wheezes>

and look this is just gonna go on for weeks until you and jisung are over it

and stop being weird and awkward around each other

lele needs you two to be bros ok

so be bros

once you do adapt to being pals with your bias i think chenle would take the teasing down a notch just to make you more comfortable

and like he’s so happy now the three of you can hang out and there’s just no tension

happy chenle is the thing i love the most i swear to gods

and if you don’t adapt to it?

well,,,

i honestly think he’d be pretty disappointed, cus it means to him one of you isn’t ready to fully embrace the weirdness within????

and like what u scared of

jisung is a weirdo, what about it, so are you

either that or he’d think you’re maybe being judgemental

so yeah please accept jisungie and your dumbass boyfriend

then everyone can be besties

i love thinking about the three of you as just this hellbound chaotic trio

because chenji already wreak havoc wherever they go as the two of them

but now that you’re coming along,,,,

no neo would escape from your pranks ever again (and even members of other groups lmfao watch out sehun, i’m talking to you)

and it’s so incredible infuriating in a good way that it just turns to be endearing

you’re cute as fuck so no one gets actually mad with the shit you pull????

which is dangerous, someone should really keep an eye out on the three of you

we don’t need sm to be on fire

well we kinda do cus they’re pretty bad but not my point

i said somewhere above that chenle would tone the teasing down but i don’t mean he’d stop

bc c’mon guys

he’s chenle

no limits here

but sorry, i really cannot write jealous!chenle cus his heart is just too pure and filled with joy for him to be jealous for real

last scenario?

chenle after a comeback stage: ya y/n, i was gonna ask how was my performance today but you were probably more focused on jisung’s arms right

jisung is choking on water somewhere behind you

Jisung

it’s maknae time <plays i.n’s maknae on top>

i don’t mean to picture jisung as being like

ridiculously innocent or just downright naive because i really dislike it when people do that

he’s a literal 19 yo and jaemin himself has said he’s not as innocent as we think lol

however

i do see him as being quite new to all things love

i think you’d probably be his first partner and with first relationships comes a lot of other firsts

first kiss maybe, first time holding hands, first time being jealous….

first time being jealous, yes, focus on that

i don’t think jisung would be aware that like

you not biasing him is even a possibility

cuz you’re dating

doesn’t that come along????

ah poor baby i love him

if you biased chenle i think he’d be just

disgusted and weirded out but okay?? you do you i guess???

he’s comfortable enough with lele to not feel intimidated

but if it’s another member

ESPECIALLY one of the oldest ones

i think it would be a blow straight to his confidence

you biasing ten, kun, taeil, taeyong, doyoung or johnny and maybe yuta would make him feel a bit hesitant and concerned

his first thought would probably be that you don’t like being with someone as young as him

and who knows, maybe you’re even younger than him, maybe you’re the same age, but what if you actually like older guys??

what about him then???

and jisung doesn’t mean to feel so worried and insecure, ok, pls understand where i’m coming from

first relationships normally take like a very long time to build trust and acceptance of the other person’s feelings bc it’s literally a whole new world for you

and that goes extra hard for jisung because he is so fucking whipped for you it’s still hard to believe you like him as much

and it absolutely does not cross his mind that you’d cheat on him with your bias, GODS NO

he really respects you and his hyungs

so no, never

that’s not a thing that can happen

but you realize you’re too good for him and maybe see he doesn’t fit your ideal type?

well, yes, that’s what he’s thinking

probably goes straight to chenle or renjun (he talks about renjun so much asjahj) to vent and ask for advice

i think they’d be surprised to see what’s going on inside his pretty little head because it’s so obvious for everyone that you just adore jisung

and they do tell him that

however, i don’t think it would completely calm his nerves, and again, this has nothing to do with not trusting you

it’s just that

his hyungs are so cool…

HE CAN’T HELP IT OK

would probably try to mirror your bias (i’m saying it’s taeyong for the sake of what i’ve imagined ok) and like

grasp onto some of his qualities?

so in his mind taeyong is: nice, sweet, caring, amazing, perfect, smart, perfect, sexy, mature and did i mention perfect

i can see him trying some new rap styles that mimic tyong’s a bit???

like would lowkey learn his raps from cherry bomb and superm’s one and listen to recordings frequently to pick up on how taeyong does it

i think he’d also just change the way he acts in general to dodge a bit from his maknae image

so now he tries to speak with a more formal-ish language and learns random facts about things you like to seem more intelligent???

“good morning y/n, you look as beautiful as one of voiello’s paintings today :]”

“wait i thought that was a pasta brand”

he’s just trying to show you he can be mature and serious if you want him to

long story short, he’s not acting like himself (not that he’s childish, he’s just out of it) and you don’t like it, so you ask about it and wait for him to feel comfortable with sharing

when he does talk about it breaks your heart so much :((

you’re going to need some patience to try and show him you’d choose him, and not your bias, even if you had the chance

they’re completely different people and you love him BECAUSE he’s jisung, not for any other reason

please reassure him so he can go back to acting like his authentic self, i think it would be such a relief for him too

your words and affection are obviously enough for him, but if it ever happens that he feels especially low and insecure again, it would help if your bias talks to him too

and taeyong wouldn’t have a problem with it

actually, scratch that, taeyong probably knew what was going on all along

he just has that motherly 7th sense (ay) that is even more acute with the dreamies cus like

127 has him, wayv has kun, but dream has…

the dreamies

and that, my friend, is terrifying

anyway he’d come to talk to jisung asking like “what’s wrong buddy :(“ and sungie would be a bit ashamed because it sounds so silly when you say it out loud

of course tyong wouldn’t judge him, and he just really has to tell jisung what is it you and he are always talking about

it’s him

“when they come around to talk and hang out here it all goes back to you, jisungie. they can’t spend one second without mentioning your name

it’s so cute; it’s always like ‘oh jisung would love this’ or ‘jisung likes it that way’

so please be kinder to yourself and let yourself see that they’re in love with you, not with me and not with any other member they ever mention”

jisung would feel 10000000% better

and smiley

and giggly

and oh my god do you really talk about him that much

LOOK HE’S BLUSHING

would just go over to your house immediately and hug you, burying his face on your neck from behind you

and not let go

ever again

the whole situation just teaches him a lot about accepting your love for him and not questioning it

shut up i’m not crying

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final notes: this was my first work after the humanity series and it was so fun lol i think next up is probs gonna be an ideal type scenario for ot23 (but if i really write it i’m gonna post it by subunit and its gonna be way shorter than this, don’t expect 23K words at once lmao)

if you’ve enjoyed this fic please consider reading my humanity series, which is a zombie apocalypse au with kun <3

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writemekpop · 3 years

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Lost in Hollywood (Part 2) | Wong Yukhei (Lucas)

Pairing: Wong Yukhei (Lucas) x Reader

Summary: When Lucas finds out you’re pregnant, he makes a run for it. Is this goodbye daddy, or will he step up?

Genre: Husband!Lucas, Actor!Lucas, Angst

Word Count: 1.3k

Gif: @junkhei

Part 1 | Part 2 ⭐️| Part 3

Lucas rocked Teddy in his arms, pausing to peer out of the window.

The baby boy pressed his hands to the glass, leaving tiny smudges that you would no doubt have to clean up later.

Your daughter Mari pranced about the living room using a spatula as a magic wand.

“The weather’s too bad to take the kids out. They’ll catch a cold.” you snapped, as though it were foolish for Lucas to even look outside.

You folded another towel into a perfect square. Lucas inched closer to you.

“I wasn’t planning on it, Y/n. I can see it’s cold.”

“Sorry.” You flapped a dish towel to straighten it. “I’m not mad at you. Teddy had a rough night, and I’m tired. Everything is bugging me right now.”

You added the towel to your pristine pile. At least one thing was nice and orderly.

Lucas’s brows shot up. “Everything? Including me?”

“Not you,” you sighed. “It’s just… the hot water’s been off for a week now, and you still haven’t called the plumber...”

Lucas rolled his eyes. “Look, Y/n. You know my mind’s been on other things and-” His cell phone rang, and he shifted the baby to check the number.

He passed Teddy over to you. “It’s my agent. This is it.”

You nodded and held your baby close, watching Lucas rush to the bedroom and shut the door. You squeezed your eyes shut. I hope he gets it, you thought. He has to get it.

“Mommy, why you close your eyes?” Mari asked, tugging on your sweatshirt.

“I’m making a wish, sweetie. Will you wave your wand and make some good luck for daddy?”

Mari waved the spatula so hard it flew from her hand and bounced off the door.

Lucas stomped back into the room. His fists were clenched, his eyes glassy. You’d never seen your husband this close to tears.

You wanted them to be tears of joy, but you knew better. The tightness of his jaw said otherwise.

Lucas locked eyes with you and shook his head.

You covered your mouth with a shaking hand and hurried towards Teddy’s play pen. You barely put your son down before dashing to Lucas and holding him.

You hugged him close, but stayed silent. There were no words to make this better.

Lucas had been rejected. Again. He’d wanted it so badly.

You’d wanted it even more. For Lucas. For your unborn child.

At this point, Lucas wasn’t a working actor; he was a bartender with an unfulfilled dream.

You pressed your face into his firm shoulder. “Maybe we should think about going home to Arizona.”

“What?” Lucas spat. He gripped both your arms, holding on to you as if to steady himself.

“It’s just a thought. Money’s tight, and we don’t have any family out here in LA. And…” Tears pooled in your eyes. “And I’m-”

“And what? You don’t think I can do it? Is that what you’re saying?”

The sharpness in Lucas’s voice stung, and you felt a strong urge to spit out the baby news.

You shook your head. “No! I’m not saying that.” Softening, you added. “I just want to do what’s best for us. That’s all.”

“Damn it, Y/n. What do you think I want? Do you know how it feels when I have to tell you I didn’t get another goddamn part?”

Lucas thrashed his arms around as he spoke. “This whole thing is rigged. There’s always something wrong: I’m too tall, too country, too Asian. They say whatever the fuck they want, but I’m never the right fit!” He pulled at his hair and turned away.

You threw a protective glance towards Mari, worried that she’d heard her father swearing. But she was in her own little world.

You touched your hand to Lucas’s back.

“You’re not failing us, babe. The whole Hollywood thing is like getting picked up by a tornado and tossed around until you’re sick. But you will land.”

Lucas shrugged your hand off. “How do you know that? Truth is, you don’t!”

“I’m only trying to be supportive, Lucas. You don’t need to act like a jerk!”

“You know what?” Lucas snapped. “Maybe you’re right about going home. I’ll start working at my dad’s gas station. If he’ll even have me.” A rough laugh fell from his lips, turning his handsome face ugly. “Talk about a success story.”

“You don’t have to be sarcastic,” you said, swallowing your tears.

“Oh, I’m not being sarcastic,” he sneered. “Isn’t going home what you want? You can even prep Mari for the pageant circuit. It’ll be a dream come true for your mama.”

Your hand burned with a foreign desire to slap Lucas. You balled it into a fist, afraid you might actually do it. “Don’t you bring my mama into this.”

Lucas glowered. “Maybe you should go back with the kids and I’ll live here…”

A sharp pain stabbed through your chest. You were not about to lose your husband over one failed audition. It was time to share your news.

You sank down into a chair.

“Lucas, I have something to tell you.” You gulped. “I’m… pregnant.”

Lucas’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. “Again?” he bellowed.

As if on cue, Teddy started wailing.

Before you could get up, Lucas stormed over to the play pen and swept up the crying baby in his arms.

Rocking Teddy, he whispered, “What the fuck, Y/n? I thought you had birth control sorted. I can’t believe you’d be so irresponsible! You’re supposed to be the smart one.”

You rose to your feet, skin itching with anger. “Condoms fail Lucas! Welcome to the real world!”

Lucas stormed towards you and shoved the baby into your arms.

“I need some air,” he spat. Grabbing his keys from the hook in the kitchen, he yanked open the door and slammed it shut behind him.

You collapsed onto the sofa, staring at the spot where Lucas had stood.

You’d never fought like that before. Your marriage was falling apart before your very eyes.

And now, you were exactly where you’d hoped to never end up: in debt. No job. Two kids. Another one on the way.

All that, and a husband who had just walked out on you.

What were you supposed to do?

Read part 3 here...

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mrkcore · 3 years

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fluff prompt 2 & 22 with lucas please🥰❤️❤️

maybe like bestfriends to lovers where the reader finds it hard to believe that Lucas actually likes them

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff!

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𝐚/𝐧: CONTRAST BETWEEN YOUR JISUNG REQUEST AHAHA, hope you enjoy lisa <3

freds’ 200 follower special!

“it’s you, it always has been.” lucas says, drenched from the rain, and standing at your door at 2 am.

“lucas, what are you doing here?” you say, trying to usher him inside so you can find him a change of clothes so he won’t freeze to death. “and what are you talking about?”

“you, i love you.” he says as you drape a towel on him, panting from running the whole way from his apartment.

he must be drunk. why is he suddenly saying all of this? out of the blue? this can’t be right.

“xuxi you’re drunk, you can stay for the night and use my shower.” you try to deflect his words.

“i’m not drunk, i’m 100% sober.” he says, glaring at you. “i’m 100% sure i love you. y/n, i, love, you.”

“xuxi-” you’re baffled by his words. “are you for real?”

“of course.” his hand travels to your face, tenderly caressing your cheek. “i would never joke about something like this.”

tears are in your eyes, you never thought this day would come.

“you made me a better person,” he says, staring into your eyes, with so much affection you never realized was there. “thank you.”

and you kiss him. pressing your lips to his, a feeling you never thought you’d experience, but here you are.

“i love you too.” you say, breathing out after pulling away. “now maybe you should go take a shower and i’ll get a change of clothes.”

“truly, thank you y/n.” lucas hugs you.

“xuxi, you big baby.” you laugh. “and you’re still wet, bathroom now.” you say, pointing towards your tiny apartment shower.

“yes i’m a big baby, but i’m also your baby now.” he beams, proud of what he just said.

before you can process what he said, he’s already running to the washroom like a big puppy, following your directions obediently.

“baby…” you whisper to yourself.

you could get used to that.

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multiplefandomsblog · 3 years

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your roommate hcs are so cute, can i request for naib, demi, tracy, andrew, kurt, patricia, and victor?

:0 holy crap yes! I’m so glad you enjoyed the roommate hcs!! Me and the other mods hope you enjoy these! Thank you for requesting :))

(i added melly because why not? lmao hope you don’t mind.)

Part 1!

Naib Subedar

This man deadass didn’t know you were living with him

Even when people told him about it, he wasn’t rlly paying attention and didn’t rlly care

Your stuff in his room? He thought it was his or someone just broke into his room and left it there

When he saw you on the toilet however, he just freaked out.

“Why the hell are you shitting in my room!?” “Your room? I’ve been living here for 2 months!”

Once he found out you lived with him, he made sure you knew what was his and what was yours

also, since he’s very protective of his things-- you being one of them-- he would totally get jealous if he caught you tallking to someone that wasn’t him.

he would probably give you the silent treatment and act like a pissy baby

He hates it when you touch his stuff

especially his photos, the photos were special to him because they were of him and his army friends.

You’d sometimes catch him looking at the photos with a longing in his eyes, it was highkey sad.

having you live with him meant lots and lots of training

he made sure you were always prepared for matches and that you don’t get downed early

when you got downed early however, He would scold you but he would still rescue you anyways because he’s soft

“You’re such an idiot, you’d better do better next time! Or else I’ll kick your ass.”

one time he got cocky while kiting because you were watching him

he forgot to turn on his elbow pads and face palmed into the wall.

“...You saw nothing.” He turned around, a bit woozy from hitting his head on a wall. He flipped the hunter off before stumbling wooshing away

When you first get to know naib, he’d probably come off as intimidating and menacing

but once you get to know him--the real him--, you start to understand that even though he may be tough on you, its because he wants you to be the best

he has good intentions

During matches he’d let you handle yourself and made sure you didn’t rely on him too much

One time you needed to shower but you ran out of your shampoo so you used his.

When he questioned you, you simply responded “What? You don’t need it anyways, you’re bald!”

He didn’t rescue you the next round.

should’ve seen that coming

though he forgives you when you braid his luscious long existent hair for him

Kurt Frank

The amount of times you almost stepped on this man is astronomical.

he would constantly be in his tiny form because he would lose a lot of his things

his tiny form helped him find his things easily

Though when you first moved in with him, you had no idea what his ability was

so when you first saw a tiny version of your roommate you thought he was just a weird doll

until you heard him say a tiny, “Hey can you move your ginORMOUS foot? You’re stepping on my book.”

You fucking screeched and took off your shoe to try and kill him

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

After he explained to you about his ability you calmed down a bit and spared this tiny man but only this time!

Frank loves books, he probably filled your shared rooms with stacks on stacks of books

You’d often see him tiny, waving at you while you’re decoding

Once you overhead Kurt arguing with First Officer over who was the rightful owner of some sort of treasure map

They fought for days,

kurt would constantly complain about it to you

turns out it was just a game on the back of a Cereal box.

sorry this is short like kurt

Tracy Reznik

Would be a little awkward at first, but the awkwardness slowly fades away when you both make bad jokes

she gives me childhood best friend vibes

Has her doll sitting in the corner of your shared room room, it’s lifeless eyes scare the living shit out of you in the dark you try not to make eye contact, afraid it’ll curse you or smth

if she was mad at you she would move the bot in a way that looked like it was flipping you off you off in your direction before you went to bed.

Always making little robot things that are super fun to play with

Loves sharing her things. Has no problem with it

you wanna wear her clothes? sure

you want to wear her underwear? evEN BETTER-

Pulling all nighters, trying to get her machines to work like how she wanted it to work.

Would live off of kraft Mac n cheese and junk food in the modern day

Pretty hyper, chugs pink monster energy drinks while pulling all nighters, also, in the modern day

would probably be a bruh girl

Her room is a mess, covered with blueprints and scrap metal

her room is practically a safety hazard

Sometimes she dresses her doll up a bit, putting wigs or her old clothes on it (which scares you half to death)

Once she made her doll dress up like her

and you almost went up to it to ask what it wanted for dinner.

Has a photo of her and her dad

You never wanted to bring it up, worried it might make her upset :(

Sometimes she’d feel really guilty about being downed in the first 30 seconds

please comfort her, she feels super bad

She always relies on you to rescue her

She gets really happy and thankful when you body block for her but she still gets a bit concerned when you do it randomly

“i wasn’t even kiting-” “Protecc the mecc.”

Demi Bourbon

Always out at the bar

Smells like alcohol constantly

tipsy 24/7

she’s never 100% sober

You have to hold her hair out of her face when she comes back to your shared room to hurl

Likes bringing back hard vodka or weird flavoured alcohols back for you guys to get wasted try together

Room is bit cluttered, but she doesn’t have much in her room since she’s always out in bars or matches

Usually latches onto you like a parasite when she’s drunk.

it gets a bit awkward when her face is a bit close to yours,

“Are we about to kiss right now-? BLeurghgrhgherrgh.”“...*audible sigh*”

You’d go to her expecting her to heal you like a normal person but no

instead she shoves dovlin down your throat

She likes to do your makeup, and always adds a matching beauty mark

unless you don’t wear makeup, then she’d ask you to do hers

always loves how she looks afterwards

more than sometimes demi would get into bar fights,

so you know she’s about to throw hands when she starts takes off her earrings-

10/10 would fight for you <3

She’s gives me cool wine aunt vibes

Probably a lesbian too (check out our Demi smut fic ;))

Or bi, idk

Just straightn’t

She’s really good at hyping you up, especially when you’re taking shots

“CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG-”

Andrew Kreiss

Would be very shy at first, opens up a little when you get to know him

Totally a night owl, can’t sleep at night from all the guilt and “what if’”s

if you see this baby awake at night, hug him, he really needs it

You’ve never seen the other side of his face

How does he see with hair in his eyes?

He’s albino, which is super dope

Sometime you fear he’s thinking about burying you

You always see him thwacking Luca with his shovel

Barely talks

Room is moderate

He doesn’t want you to find out too much about him

He may seem bland, but he loves sweet food

You’d bake him cookies and other sweets

He’d act as if he’s not embarrassed and brush it off

“Are you blushing?”“No, I-I’m sunburnt.” “On your face?” “....I stare into the hot red sun sometimes because it eases me.”

to keep his lie going, every time he catches you staring at him he would fry his eye balls by staring into the sun until you left

partially the reason why he can’t see well

When he’s not looking, you stare at him while he’s eating the stuff you made because he looks so happy :’)

One time you found him down in the dumps so you made him a cup of coffee, and when you handed it to him you said-

“Depresso espresso?”

*sniff* ”..are you oka-” “IM NOT CRYING, YOU ARE”

he actually cried

it was such a nice gesture(?), that he started ugly crying

You’d ask him if he wanted hugs during matches when you see him get stressed

He’d be flushed and kinda confused

hug... him? why tho lmao

he’d definitely agree tho, to be fair, with some hesitation

if y’all ever cuddled in bed, i feel like he’d be a little spoon

poor boy needs the comfort, he wouldn’t mind if you wanted to be little spoon tho

he just wants to be close to you

Victor Grantz

You love playing with his dog, Wick

Super nice and polite, but a little guarded

The type to be too afraid to call people out when they do something wrong but would totally trash them in his head

You write him little letters everyday and leave them on his bed to make him happy :))

He’d a be a little spoon

Wick would always join you guys while cuddling

Kisses would be soft and gentle

Usually sends you the first letter in matches

Loves to cuddle

He bb 🥰

You always get him a birthday present AND a Christmas present

You also get a gift for Wick

He loves giving you surprise hugs

Likes to read with you while cuddling

Literally a cinnamon roll

Once he was eating a cinnamon roll

And you whispered

“C a n n i b a l i s m .”

He was very confused

and kind of scared- were you going to eat him?

Patricia Dorval

Room always smells like herbs

She could literally smoke weed and you’d think it’s some magical healing herb

it magically makes you feel better

Always there to stun the hunter when you’re ballooned

The mature one

Her room is organized, with boxes labeling what herbs and magic stuff that are in them

You were cooking dinner for the day and you accidentally used one of her fancy herbs in your soup

She didn’t realize until she tried the soup

She wasn’t mad just disappointed

She lectured you on how you shouldn’t touch her stuff or use it for cooking

Gotta admit tho, the soup was pretty good

she acts like the mom everyone wishes they had

totally the type to be like, “dude we should think this through.” before doing something risky

and then five seconds later, “cowABUNGA MY DUDES”

one time she caught kreacher leaving the mens washroom without washing his hands

seeing as she was the mother of this manor, she had to protect her children from diseases

so she yeeted her monkey skull at kreachers head, cleanly knocking him out

and everybody cheered.

Melly Plinius

When you heard melly was going to be your roomie, you couldn’t have been more excited.

you finally had a victim for the many insect pick up lines!

So you decided to make some good first impressions by waiting for her in your room.

so when she arrived to your room and greeted you, you happily greeted her back, and slipped in the pick up line.

“Hello, my name is Melly. I believe I will be your ro-?”“Yeah nice to meet you too, say, what do bees make?”

She kinda thought you were a bit rude so much for first impressions

“...Erm, honey?” she replied hesitantly

“YES DEAR?”

... okay maybe you weren’t thaaaat bad.

after that she kind of developed a teensy crush on you

so it was hard living with you because of her crush, since she was constantly flustered

you loved her reactions, she constantly got red.

it was funny watching her try to keep her cool and fail.

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ladykailitha · 4 months

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The Magic of Christmas Part 5/8

The paladin theory is something that a good friend of mine came up with, that if a person was playing them unironically they tended to be self-righteous assholes who actually believed they were holier than thou. Now if you were doing it for fun or to riff on how paladins were self-righteous jerks, then it didn't apply.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

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September was the hardest on Steve. All the kids were away at school, busy being students and living their lives. If it hadn’t been for Eddie, he wasn’t sure what he would have done.

“Who are you going to work on next?” Steve asked around his slice of pizza.

Eddie wiped his hands on his jeans. “The ranger sounded more fun, so Lucas is next.”

“You got a thing against paladins?” Steve asked, throwing him a couple of napkins.

“Every person that I have ever known that played one unironically have been assholes so...”

Steve started laughing and Eddie cocked his head to the side.

“What’s so funny?”

He wiped away a stray tear. “Mike is exactly like that.”

Eddie blinked. “Wait, really?”

Steve nodded, his eyes continuing to water as he fought back bales of laughter.

Eddie started laughing, too. Soon they were falling over each other just laughing their asses off when the girls found them like that ten minutes later.

“We are gone for less than an hour,” Chrissy huffed, “and we come back to find you giggling like children. Did Eddie break out the weed or something?”

The two men shook their heads.

“I was telling about Mike,” Steve insisted, “and he was telling me his theory that people that play paladins are assholes.”

Robin blinked for a moment and then started laughing too. Which set Steve and Eddie off again.

Chrissy just shook her head and put away the dessert Robin and she got, bringing out the beer to the sofa.

By the time she had finished all three of them had calmed down enough to explain.

“I’m going to have to tell the guys about this on Sunday,” Eddie said, holding his ribs.

“What happens on Sunday?” Robin asked, flopping on the sofa next to him.

Chrissy sat down on Eddie’s other side. “D&D with the Hellfire Club. Eddie DMs, while Jeff, Gareth, Brian and I play. It’s fun. Gareth has been fiercely battling Eddie over that nugget for years.”

Eddie grinned, all teeth. “He’s only bitter because he plays a paladin.”

That got them all laughing hysterically.

“That’s hilarious,” Robin said after they managed to calm down.

“So what’s on the docket tonight for my reeducation or whatever it is we call these things,” Steve asked.

“A double feature,” Eddie said excitedly. “Muppet fantasy. It’s fantastic.”

Steve turned to Robin, “I didn’t know Tammy Thompson made movies.”

Robin gasped. “You take that back!”

Chrissy and Eddie just looked at each in confusion.

“She sang like a Muppet!” Steve insisted.

“She did not!” Robin hissed. “She absolutely did not!”

Steve leaned over to get in her face. “Like a Muppet giving birth!”

“You’re horrible!” Robin groused.

Steve turned to the other two with a smile. “Tammy was Robin’s first baby gay crush in high school. She thought she could sing but she was the only one who thought so. Well, not counting the music teacher and her mother.”

Then he proceeded to sing horribly and high pitched so that everyone was laughing. Yes, even Robin.

“All right she was that bad,” Robin finally conceded.

Steve waved his hand at her. “Thank you!”

“I didn’t know you two met in high school,” Chrissy said. “That’s cute.”

Steve and Robin looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

“Everyone knew who Steve was,” Robin said, “captain of two of the three sports he played in. Rich, good looking, popular with the ladies. It was annoying.”

“I was also a bit of a mean girl,” Steve said with a half shrug. “We didn’t meet until after I graduated when my dad forced me to take the most humiliating job at the mall.”

Robin shuddered. “It was horrible. It was a nautical themed ice cream shop in the food court and we had wear these tiny sailor outfits.”

“Like the shorts on the boys’ costume was shorter than the girls’,” Steve said. “We measured.”

“At least the girls’ costume had shorts instead of skirt,” Chrissy said.

“Thank you!” Steve said throwing his arms in the air. “Tell that to this one!” He pointed at Robin.

“I would have gotten more dates if it had been a skirt is all I’m saying,” she replied haughtily.

“You were getting dates while I was getting made fun of,” Steve groused. “It was the stupid hat. It wouldn’t sit right for a start. My hair is too thick. I even tried not styling it. Nope still refused to stay on straight. Plus, I was famous for my hair in high school, so I thought it was hiding my best feature.”

Robin giggled. “I had a whiteboard and everything. ‘YOU SUCK’ on one side and ‘YOU RULE’ on the other. He never did get a single mark in that one.”

Eddie licked his lips slowly. “There–there wouldn’t be pictures of this is... outfit, would there?”

Robin threw her head back and laughed. “There’s a commercial.”

“No!” Chrissy gasped. “This I have to see!”

Robin grabbed the remote and found the YouTube channel for their smart TV. She logged into Eddie’s account with a grin.

When Steve realized what she was going to do, he made a dive for the remote. But Eddie tackled him to the floor.

“Quick!” Chrissy said. “What’s the name of the shop?”

Robin cackled. “Scoops Ahoy!”

Chrissy typed it in on her phone and grabbed the video that clearly had teenaged versions of their friends.

Steve immediately stopped struggling when the opening jingle started, allowing Eddie to get up and watch this absolute disaster of less than a minute’s worth of hell.

“Those are some criminally short shorts, Stevie,” Eddie murmured. He leaned forward and started cackling. “Does the register really say boobies?”

Chrissy leaned forward. “Oh my god! How did you get away with that?”

“Apparently film executives pop out of Hell as fully formed adults who wouldn’t know a joke if it bit them on the ass,” Steve said on the floor. He leaned his head back far enough to see the screen. He sighed. His hair looked like shit.

Eddie poked Steve in the ribs. “You looked cute.”

He held out his hand to Steve, who took it to get up. He plopped on the floor and leaned back against the sofa. “Yeah, you think so now, but I have no doubt you would have teased me for it back then.”

Robin looked at the remote in her hand and then back at Steve. “Sorry. I thought it would be funny. But you didn’t have a good time and that wasn’t fair to you.”

Steve shrugged.

Eddie put his arm around his shoulders. “I might have teased you, but only in the most unhinged flirting kind of way imaginable.”

Chrissy rolled her eyes. “He would have been insufferable about it, too. He would have made me come with every time even though I’m lactose intolerant so that he could make goo-goo eyes at the pretty boy.”

Steve looked up at him. “You think I was pretty?”

“Sweetheart, not was, is.”

Robin smiled at them and then shared a glance with Chrissy. Absolute idiots, the pair of them.

She pressed the remote and got them back their double feature. They started with Dark Crystal and throughout the whole movie, Steve didn’t budge from Eddie’s side as they sat together on the floor, Eddie’s arm still slung over Steve’s shoulders.

It was only when it was over and they took a brief break before starting Labyrinth that Eddie let go at all.

Steve moved to the large sofa, but when Eddie came back, instead of sitting on the floor like he had been before, he squished himself between Chrissy and Steve, forcing Steve to plaster himself against Eddie’s side.

Robin shook her head. It was going to be an eternity before they got to Christmas.

“You going to admit you like him now?” Robin asked a couple of days later as they sat on their sofa eating mac and cheese.

Steve sighed. “I can really see myself with him for the long term.”

“So why don’t you make a move then?” she asked, poking him with her toes.

Steve picked at his food with his fork, stabbing the noodles without any real effort to get them to stay. “I don’t know. We’ve talked about it before. You think he’s head over heels and I think he’s just being polite because I’m paying his bills right now.”

“Oh.”

Steve looked up at her and echoed. “Yeah, oh.”

“Shit, Steve,” Robin muttered. “I could ask Chrissy. I bet he tells her everything.”

“Would you tell her if she asked for Eddie if I liked him like that?” he asked, going back and picking at his food.

She deflated. “No. I would tell her he has to talk to you.”

“And I’m not ready for that,” he murmured finally setting his food aside. “There’s too much time between now and Christmas, I don’t want to make things awkward if he doesn’t like me like that.”

Robin winced. Especially for New Year’s eve.

“Yeah, okay,” she conceded. “Just make sure you tell him as soon as you can. You don’t want to wait too long and find out he’s moved on with someone else because he thought you weren’t interested.”

Steve nodded. “I know. I’ve just got to keep up the flirting and teasing so he knows I’m interested and hopefully he’ll make the first move.”

“I really hope this doesn’t blow up in your face.”

“You and me both, Robs. You and me both.”

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barzzal · 3 years

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babysitting for dummies

summary: you and your boyfriend tyson figure out how to calm a crying baby.

↳ pairing: tyson jost x you

↳ warnings: extreme baby fever, does that count?

↳ genre: fluff, established relationship

↳ length: imagine; 1.1k

↳ masterlist: the barn

note: this is a bit short but i’ve just written it mainly to compensate with my insane baby fever given all the hockey men and kids content i’ve been seeing. also, i’m tagging a few babes i know that are a sucker for josty as well (i finally wrote for him!!) @hookingminor @justjosty @hockey-ice

You were almost sure that babysitting your nephew was a good idea not until your home was filled with non-stop crying coming from an all too fuzzy little babe named Lucas.

Though at this rate, the crying might even be coming from a now frustrated Tyson eagerly scrolling on his phone, googling endless ways on how to stop a baby from crying.

“Can’t we just feed him another bottle?” He frustratingly asks for the hundredth time yet again burying his face in his palms just to muffle a scream. It didn’t help much to stop the baby’s crying and neither did it do much to your and Tyson’s despair.

“Come on, we can’t just shove a bottle up in his mouth every time he gets crazy.” You continue rocking your body back and forth, making sure that the baby was as close to your chest as needed to somehow mimic the warmth his own mother gives off.

You reach your head down close to his body in order to get a quick whiff just to make sure that that area wasn’t the reason why he was being such a brat.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?” You cooed, holding him close to your body whilst you continue soothing him with a lullaby that he’s gotten used to hearing whenever it’s nap time.

“Okay okay, it says here to try swaying him side to side in a swift motion.” He announces with hope in his voice. Tyson swears he has never experienced such a mind numbing scenario in his life. He’s not even sure if his hearing’s still right once all the bloody crying stops.

Oh the things he’d give just to make it stop.

You try to do what he said and sway your nephew side to side like a mad man.

“This doesn’t feel right, babe! I feel like his head’s gonna come off or something!” Your voice sounded unsure and alarmed which only made things worse at Tyson’s end because he knows how much you knew about babies so the fact that you couldn’t stop this child, who was your kin for the matter, just made the whole narrative a lot harder for him to bear.

Finally, Tyson decides he’s had enough and stands from the couch, leaving all the stuffed animals and picture books lying around.

“Give it to me, let me try.” The only thing he sees other than a wailing Lucas was the glare you’ve got going on when he was trying to get the baby.

“He’s a ‘he’ not an ‘it’, mister.” You walk over to the kitchen to get one of his bottles.

“Well, he doesn’t look like one right now!” He starts to laugh, making you roll your eyes at his innate goofiness.

“Stop it.” You say. When you see his arms still asking for the 3 month-old infant, you begin feeling the weight the baby had in your arms that the idea of Tyson having him even just for a little while sounded so appealing. You let out a sigh before finally deciding that trying would be your best resort at this point.

“Fine. Don’t you dare drop him!” You half-shouted, quite hesitant to let the clumsiest man you’ve ever known carry something so fragile, let alone a child that couldn’t be easily replace with just a quick run to the grocery.

Tyson takes Lucas from your arms and places him safely in his, “Careful! The head, baby. The head.” You remind him, your hands suspended into mid-air, readying yourself in the event that Tyson does drop him.

He looks at you once the little one is settled in his arms, albeit still with the wild squirming and crying going on. “See? I got him.” He says, now treading his way back to the living room and towards the giant mirror articulately placed across the love seat as per Tyson’s request back when you first moved in your shared apartment.

You didn’t mind him anymore and instead started to clean up some of Lucas’ stuff scattered around the kitchen island. You make your way to the powder room to get Lucas’ wash kit when the familiar quietude of your home starts ringing in your ears.

Have I gone deaf? You think. With a baby bag filled with wipes and Lucas’ soft towels wrapped in your left arm and a couple of his milk bottles on the other, you get out of the powder room and hurriedly stride your way towards where Tyson was, anxious as to what might’ve possibly caused him to stop crying; only to see Tyson bouncing him back and forth in front of the mirror.

“Who’s that? Do you know who that is?” Tyson coos in a voice you never thought he’d ever use. The baby that was once screaming bloody murder, was now giggling at the way Tyson showed him what wonders a mirror could do.

“Yes! That’s you buddy! That’s you right there!” He cheers when Lucas tries to grab himself through the mirror.

You couldn’t believe what Tyson was able to do and neither could he. All he knows now is how good it feels to be the reason behind a child’s small giggles.

He couldn’t possibly put into words how it felt when Lucas wrapped his teeny tiny little fist all over his finger that he’s almost too certain that he didn’t want his parents to come home and get him just so he can make him giggle a little bit more. Perhaps, it’s even safe to say that in that little moment he had with him has made him realize why having a child will always be a good idea considering the misery he was in a few minutes ago.

You put down all the things that had you occupied so you could join them. Tyson sees you through the mirror, a quiet smile breaking off his lips.

“He stopped crying.” He whispers, planting a soft kiss on top of the baby’s head. Giving himself a whiff of Lucas’ baby scent. The one that’s always made your uterus skip a beat each time you get to hold him.

You only nod along, answering Tyson by whispering a soft “Yes, you did it.” before wrapping your free arm around his strong physique.

You rest your head on his shoulder. Your eyes, meeting each other’s through the mirror as Lucas’ hand is now wrapped around your finger, all whilst Tyson continued to bounce him lightly in his hold.

“Lucas has got pretty eyes, don’t you think?” You quietly tell him, both of your gazes pinned towards yourselves in the mirror. Evidently in awe of the mental image it has printed for the both of you.

Sure, it was quite obvious, but neither of you wanted to say a word. You can’t help but wonder, of course. You just weren't sure if Tyson had the same mental image running in his head. You weren’t sure if he wanted the same thing you never knew you wanted not until you saw him holding Lucas oh so perfectly.

Well, not until he spoke and replied to what you’d just said.

“I hope ours has yours, y/n.” Tyson looks at you, eyes dreamy and glinting with hope. A sight you see before he finally reaches to meet your lips as if to seal that mental image you both happened to have all along.

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saturnznct · 3 years

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christmas week off | lmk

➸ request from anon; missing my mark :( can i request a mark fic where he gets a week off and he spends a day or week w his babies?

➸ note; i miss him too :( i hope you like this!! decided to make it christmassy as it is that season <3

➸ maeve; aged 3, noah; aged 7, lucas; aged 9

➸ word count; 2329 words

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‘How long are you home, daddy?’ Maeve asks, tiny hands holding onto Mark’s knee.

‘A whole week, princess,’ he grins, tugging on the ends of the three year old’s double plaits.

‘Really?’ Her face lights up, bouncing on her tights covered feet.

‘Yeah Mae! We’re gonna go see all of the Christmas lights.’

She gasps, dancing in circles around her older brother Noah.

‘Noah, did you hear what daddy said?’

You watch from the kitchen, where you’re washing up the dishes from dinner.

Mark had been granted a week off from his idol duties, in the way that he was now perfectly able to spend Christmas with all four of you.

‘With ice cream for dessert?’

‘You can have whatever you want.’

‘Within reason,’ you chime in, making Mark laugh loudly.

‘Grandpa and grandma are coming from Can-ada, right?’ Noah chirps.

‘They sure are buddy,’ Mark answers, before scooping up Mae in his arms, ‘but for now, it’s time for bed!’

‘Daddy no,’ Maeve whines, pouting dramatically and flopping her head into Mark’s neck.

‘It’s your bedtime, Mae. And yours, Noah.’

Noah was just old enough to understand the concept of bedtime, whereas Maeve didn’t understand why she couldn’t just play all night.

‘Lucas doesn’t go to bed until later-‘

’That’s because Lucas is older than you.’

You and Noah quietly exchange kisses, hugs and goodnights, leaving Mae to bicker with her father.

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‘Well done,’ you say flatly, watching as Mark begins opening every window in the kitchen to wave out the smoke.

‘I got distracted,’ he huffs, pulling out the burnt cookies and placing them on the counter, ‘Mae started whining.’

’This is why you need to have like… four tabs open at once in your brain. That way you don’t forget.’

‘We’ve still got enough ingredients,’ Mark files through the bags of flour and sugar still on the bench, ‘we’ll just have to make more.’

‘Mama, are the cookies done?’ Noah asks as he walks into the kitchen.

‘Not quite yet my lovely,’ you smile sadly, ‘they didn’t cook properly.’

‘Oh,’ the small boy pouts. He always melts your heart- looks and acts exactly like Mark.

‘Why can I smell burning?’ Lucas appears in the doorway, towering over his younger brother.

‘Your dad burnt the cookies,’ you deadpan.

‘I did not-‘ Mark tries to argue, but Lucas just laughs and rolls his eyes playfully.

‘Classic dad.’

‘I don’t burn food that much!’

‘You burnt the first birthday cake you made for my last birthday-‘

‘And I got it perfect the second time, did I not?’

‘It was eh,’ Lucas shrugs.

‘Looks like I should probably get started on the second batch,’ Mark sighs, ‘Mae was really looking forward to decorating these.’

‘I don’t think she would be happy with the taste,’ you point out, ‘I’m sure she wouldn’t mind waiting an extra half an hour.’

‘I’ll turn on the cartoons,’ Lucas sings, turning on his heel and walking into the living room to go and distract Maeve.

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‘Daddy said I could put the star on top of the tree,’ Maeve whimpers as you toss the gold glowing star onto the floor with the rest of the ornaments, ‘it’s my turn.’

‘We need to put all of the baubles on first Mae,’ you explain, holding up a glittery wooden tree bauble that Lucas had made at school several years ago.

Maeve had been itching to decorate the tree all day - not quite understanding that you and Mark had to actually put it up first - especially since it was her turn to put the star on top of the tree. You do it in a sort of rota, one year Lucas does it, the next Noah, and so on. Mark enters the room, having rounded up your two sons.

Not long later, your Alexa is softly playing Christmas music while your multi coloured Christmas lights light up the room.

Considering there is five of you, it doesn’t take too long until your tree is covered from head to toe in baubles. You don’t have a cohesive theme at all - you have several block colour and glitter ornaments, but mostly handmade ones from school or ones that Mark has acquired on tour or at various tourist attractions.

‘Ok, I think we’re done!’ Mark announces, hanging the ‘Noah’s first Christmas’ ornament in between the Disneyland and Vancouver, Canada ornaments.

‘Can I do star now?’ Maeve immediately asks, causing the four of you to chuckle.

‘Of course you can baby girl, come on,’ Mark smiles fondly, picking up Maeve and hoisting her up so that she can reach the very top of the tree.

‘Go on Mae,’ Lucas encourages, clapping as Maeve slides the star on correctly.

‘Well done Mae,’ Mark grins, placing wet kisses on her cheek as she shrieks.

She claps excitedly, happy with the praise that she is receiving.

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‘Are you excited to meet Santa?’ Mark asks his three kids.

You’re surprised that he can even see them underneath the piles and piles of coats, scarves and gloves.

Maeve bounces on her toes, looking somewhat like a three foot tall lilac beach ball, ‘yeah!’

Maeve and Noah are practically vibrating in pure excitement while Lucas looks more apprehensive.

He’s ten now, so has begun to question the existence of Santa, and while naturally the three year old and the five year old are all for it.

‘Are you going to tell him what you want?’ You ask Mae, who nods rapidly.

‘I’ll tell him about aallll the toys that I want, and the puppy.’

’T-the what?’ Mark splutters, the first time he was hearing those words.

’She’s been talking about it for weeks,’ you explain, ‘ever since her seat mate at preschool got one.’

‘Right,’ Mark nods, tightlipped, ‘I’m sure Santa will make a good decision on that.’

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‘Goodnight, Mae-bee,’ Mark hums into the slightly lit room, the only source of light being her pink nightlight.

‘Wait, daddy?’ She chirps, reaching out for him from under her duvet covers.

‘Yes, angel?’

‘Can we have a cuddle?’

‘Maevie, it’s late-‘

‘But we haven’t snuggled in ages, you’re always at work and I miss you-‘

‘Okay, fine, just for five minutes.’

Mark picks up Maeve from underneath her armpits, carrying her through the hallway and into Lucas’ room. Lucas is the oldest, and so old enough to have a decent sized double bed in his room.

‘Mae requested snuggles,’ Mark explains, dropping Maeve down onto his bed, where she leans into her brothers side.

Mark prides himself on how close his children are. They rarely argue aggressively, but rather small spats that get resolved within minutes or petty fights over who has the biggest slice of cake. It’s no secret that Mae is the most affectionate amongst the three, constantly craving kisses and cuddles and love.

‘Dada,’ she mumbles like a baby who has just learned to speak, tiredness clearly taking over.

‘I’m coming, don’t worry.’

Mark somehow manages to get beside them, so that Maeve is in the middle clinging on to her Cinnamoroll stuffed toy. Maeve’s eyes flutter shut in the comfort of the presence of her father and brother.

Lucas just carries on playing his video game, after muting the volume so that she can be at peace.

‘What game are you playing?’ Mark questions in the form of a soft whisper.

‘It’s the one you got me for Christmas last year, remember?’

Mark does remember, although Christmas Day was the first he’d ever seen of it, considering you had bought all of the Christmas presents as Mark had been busy.

‘Oh, yeah, I remember now. They all look the same to me, though.’

‘It’s nice to have you here for Christmas…’ Lucas muses, still not taking his eyes away from the screen, ‘Mae talks about you all the time. She misses you when you’re at work.’

Mark fills with guilt, the thought of his baby girl wanting him to be there for her breaking his heart into tiny pieces.

‘Of course, she’s just a bit too young to fully understand… but I think she knows that you go away for us.’

Mark contemplates his words for a few seconds before swallowing the lump in his throat.

‘I’m happy I could be here too… just sad we didn’t make it to Canada this year.’

‘It’s alright… Maeve’s already experienced Canada Christmas with Grandma and Grandad twice before. She remembers the snow.’

Mark doesn’t say anything afterwards, eventually falling into a premature sleep with Mae between his arms.

By the time you notice the silence filling your house, all three- well, four of your babies are fast asleep, Noah curled up at the bottom of Lucas’ bed with a fluffy blanket thrown over him.

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Christmas Eve goes down a storm in the Lee household.

You make a massive effort to try and get Lucas in a festive mood, which proves incredibly difficult compared to Noah and Maeve, who are forever hollering about how Santa will be visiting that night.

You’re currently rounding up the younger two for bed, having allowed them to stay up for slightly longer to watch your favourite Christmas movie.

‘Mummy/mommy, we have to put out the cookies and milk for Santa,’ Noah reminds you.

‘I know I know, why don’t you three come help me, okay?’

The three kids trail through the corridor behind you and into the kitchen.

‘Lucas, you pour the milk, Noah you get the carrots for the reindeer, and Maeve, I’ll help you put our some cookies.’

Lucas and Noah do their respective jobs, the glass of milk fully poured and bag of carrots on the kitchen counter.

You open the packet for Noah, and he takes out a couple, dropping them onto the plate with a clunk. Lucas pours the milk without spilling any, and Maeve fusses over the packet of cookies, making grabby hands at a few and then putting them onto the plate next to the carrots.

‘Come on, Noah you can hold the glass and Lucas can carry the plate,’ you instruct, grabbing Mae’s tiny hand and walking towards the living room together.

‘On the mantelpiece,’ you say, prompting Noah and Lucas to put down the milk and food.

‘There we go, now bedtime little ones.’

‘But-‘ Noah tries to argue, but you instantly interject.

‘The faster you go to bed, the quicker Santa comes.’

Noah pouts but seems to understand your words, trailing out of the room and up the stairs. Mae is nearly out, eyes rolling into the back of her head in pure exhaustion.

You carry her to bed, covering her with her duvet and kissing her on the forehead gently.

Lucas goes to bed not long later, giving you and Mark the opportunity to take their gifts downstairs.

You wait until midnight to be sure all three of them are fast asleep before grabbing the bin bags full of wrapped presents.

‘You grab Maeve’s and I’ll take Noah’s,’ Mark says, trying his best to stay quiet as the separate gifts in Noah’s bag slide around and bump into each other.

You both tiptoe down the stairs, putting down the bin bags in the middle of the living room. You begin unpacking Mae’s while Mark goes back upstairs for Lucas’ bag, arranging her pile like you’re playing a game of Tetris on the smallest armchair.

Her gifts are all wrapped in silver paper with penguins dotted all over. You put minimal amount of sellotape on, hoping that they would be accessible for her to open.

Mark returns fairly quickly, flicking on the Christmas tree lights, for reasons you could only assume were ‘vibes.’

It’s a nice atmosphere, light small talk about how your three babies are growing up far too quickly, and discussing memories of Lucas’ first Christmas in Canada.

The presents are all unpacked and places on the chairs when you start cuddling on the bean bag. You know eventually you’ll have to move and go back upstairs so that the kids can wake you up in the morning, but for now it feels nice to just be alone together for a few minutes.

Mark’s skin is warm, and you rest your head in his neck.

‘I love Christmas,’ you whisper, ‘when we get to be together.’

‘I love it too. And I love our family so much.’

‘Lucas is so mature now, isn’t he? And Noah and Mae are so big.’

‘They really grew up in the blink of an eye… so I guess it’s true what they say…’

’They love you so much Mark. Even when you’re at work, it’s “when’s daddy coming home this,” “will daddy be home to tuck me in that”.’

‘My babies…’

‘It’s one in the morning, we should go back up to bed,’ you yawn between half lidded eyes.

‘It’s Christmas day, isn’t it? Merry Christmas, love.’

‘Merry Christmas, Markie.’

Mark suddenly produces some mistletoe out of seemingly nowhere, and uses his free arm to hold it above your heads.

‘You didn’t need to put up the mistletoe to ask to kiss me,’ you roll your eyes.

‘I’m trying to be romantic,’ he chuckles, catching your eyes.

It’s a soft kiss, filled with love and affection for each other. He tastes like the chocolate chip cookies that Maeve put out, with a slight hint of milk.

‘Come on, let’s go up to bed now. We’ve got a long day with three excitable kids to look forward to tomorrow.’

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