#briana fluff

[writeturnlove]

This kiss!!! I haven’t seen it on here. I can’t make a gif of it. This kiss is sexy and deserves attention.

As far as I know, this the first time he’s had an on screen kiss with a black woman. And she’s wearing a natural hair style!!!!

#sebastian stan fluff #Sebastian Stan #briana middleton #sharper #sharper movie #sebastian stan x black reader #sharpermovie #Sebastian Stan x poc #Sebastian Stan x woc

[amberjazmyn]

perhaps one day

𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - perhaps one day

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 - literally none, it's fluff, it's cheese, it's cute and it's love

𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - five times the cast of supernatural think alexander calvert has proposed to reader + the one time he actually has

𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - the title is horrendous but if anyone has any better name, please tell me cause this name gives me all the cringe. also, i've seen so many of these but my favourite one is from the blog fromeden and you should def check it out!

masterlist

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one

jared was certain, absolutely sure, completely convinced that alex, your boyfriend, popped the question. he was like, ten million percent sure. although he wasn't equipped with "evidence" per se, he started to pick up what he thought were tell-tale signs that gave him the impression that alex had put a ring on it.

the "veteran" supernatural actor was so sure of himself that, he told jensen and rob. telling them both that the proposal must have happened over the public holiday. the public holiday that, obviously, everyone but actors in vancouver had off.

"...just look at them, jensen! i swear to god, alex has proposed," jared almost squeals, watching the way you two were all over each other

"come on now, dude. you could be overreacting--"

"--in fairness, look at her left hand, she's clearly covering it. it has to be a ring," rob inserts, causing a slight scare for jared and jensen, worrying that you and alex could have overheard

"and how would you know, rob?" jensen sassed, jared's eyes widening as rob chuckled

"isn't it obvious, jensen? her left hand is hidden because she wants to tell us rather than us finding it out beforehand," rob touches his nose which makes jared and jensen giggle

however, it wasn't until gen, jared's wife, walked past that shut down the rumours of a potential supernatural wedding on its way

"you guys are crazy. the reason why she's hiding her left hand is because, if you guys really paid attention, you would know she has always rested her right hand over her left one. she isn't engaged and alex hasn't proposed to her. y'all are crazy sometimes i swear," gen chuckled, shaking her head which made jared and jensen down in the dumbs whereas rob just chuckled

it wasn't until after you and alex finished what it was you were doing that you realised that the entire time, jared, jensen, rob and gen had all been bickering. bickering about what they thought was your proposal that they had completely missed because it was done in secret.

in which, to clarify, did not happen. gen was right, the "tell" of you being engaged because you were hiding your left hand was false. you have always hidden your left hand by covering it with your right hand if you leave it resting on a table.

two

it was a wednesday, middle of the week and the cast of supernatural were all getting ready to finish up their work day. pleading for at least a full three-day weekend of rest. although alex was normally always flustered, this wednesday, he looked even more flustered then usual. it felt like he was running around like a headless chicken looking for something.

"you good, alcal? whatchu looking for?" jensen questioned, his head poking out from a wall as he was leaving the bunker set

"uh, yeah, i...um...i'm taking y.n for a weekend trip and i printed off our booking for it but, i can't seem to find it," he mutters as he continues to look for it

"ooh, that's exciting. where to, any particular reason why?" jensen teases as he moves to lean against the wall

stopping his search for a second, alex sighed in agitation, "down by the mountains cause i know she's always wanted to go there for ages. i booked a loft, i printed the booking info like moments ago and now i can't find it!" he was getting angrier and for once, jensen didn't want to instigate him

jensen smiles, noticing it was at a completely different printer, "this booking info?" he says as he picks it up and hands it to the younger actor who breathes a sigh of relief

"thank you so much, jensen! i l...you are my favourite person in the world right now other than y.n!" alex feels himself calm down which is when, of course, jensen instigates him with hints of a marriage proposal

"sooo, with the holiday getaway this weekend, what's it for...you know, anything special other than just because y.n's never been before?" jensen teased as alex turned back around and gave jensen what would be classified as a "stank face"

"umm, no...no...we're going because y.n's genuinely never gone to the mountains and i thought, we have the time and the money so, we're going for the weekend...why are you asking?" alex gave a look of confusion as jensen just nodded his head in embarrassment

jensen started backing away when alex ran after him, the booking for the holiday in his hands, "why are you asking, jensen? stop running away!" thankfully, jensen hadn't run too far as he laughed slightly

"umm, i just thought you guys were gonna come back with a special announcement but, don't worry, it's clearly not that and i apologise for jumping to a conclusion that is obviously not happening. have a great vacation you two. make sure you send us some photos after knowing that you won't be texting or calling us at all," jensen chuckled as that seemed to satisfy alex and he smiled back, nodding

"will do, jensen. the photos will be sent from y.n's phone not mine. have a good weekend yourself, don't do anything i wouldn't do," alex smiled, his bag across his shoulder as jensen smiled back

"i will, thanks. see you monday, hopefully tuesday but, we shouldn't be too sure because, as we know from past situations, our crew don't typically like to take vacations!" jensen chuckled as alex nodded his head before leaving whilst jensen didn't

and that was because, hidden away behind the wall where jensen was leaning against, was jared and rob, all waiting to see if jensen got the information about the "proposal".

"and, jensen? what did he say? will there be a ring on y.n's finger when they come back?" jared tried, a look of hope in his eyes as jensen just shook his head, rob chuckling

"nope, sorry buddy. just a vacation in the mountains because y.n's never been. and, before you ask, yes, i did subtly ask but, no, there will be no ring on her finger when they get back..." jensen trailed off as jared growled in annoyance as jensen and rob's eyes grew wide in shock

"...oh come on! i really thought it would be this time!" jared was truly devastated that his best friend wouldn't be getting proposed to as jensen and rob, again, giggled

"sorry buddy but, i think blondie's waiting for a specific day if he has even thought about it," rob shrugged as jensen nodded his head and left, leaving jared and jensen with one last thing

"and if he is, we shouldn't be pushing it or hounding him over it. he'll do it when they are both ready for it!" rob says whilst walking out of the office

jared and jensen share looks of, even though they hated it, they couldn't help but agree with rob's statement. if it hadn't happened this time and the time before, it's clear that it's not happening just yet. because, one, either alex and y.n haven't talked about it yet or, they simply aren't ready for it.

three

by the third time that jensen, jared and rob thought that alex proposed, gen, danneel and now rich was even watching, looking for any new tells. new tells that could possibly tell them if alex had proposed yet or not. and, obviously, because it's the supernatural cast, there is at least three different bets going on all at the same time. which makes no sense clearly but, to them it makes sense.

this time it was danneel that noticed something that could have been possibly a little off for alex. he had a little bag on his director's chair. whilst it wasn't out in plain sight, it wasn't being hidden either. so, danneel just decided to go for it and straight up ask him what it was.

"hey, alex, what's in the bag?" danneel questioned, a little giddy glint in her eye

alex smiled, making eye contact with danneel, "oh, um *shy chuckle* it's just an anniversary gift..." he trailed off nervously, hoping she wasn't close by

danneel felt her shoulders deflate. she knew she should have felt a little sad that it wasn't likely an engagement ring but, she still couldn't believe that it had so quickly got to their anniversary.

"what is it? some jewellery? what number anniversary is now, alex?" danneel no longer cared about the bet or the possibility of an engagement and wedding

she just cared that alex and y.n were still so head over heels in love with each other. even though she knew they'd never fall out of love with one another.

"oh, just a matching necklace and earrings set. we've been dating. for like, four years now. i remember overhearing from someone, it may have been gen or even jared that you never gift a partner a ring unless you plan to marry them. so, i decided to get her a matching emerald necklace and earrings because y.n's already got so many rings, not just her own but also ones that my mom has gifted her," alex smiled shyly as danneel's face lit up

"aw, that's so sweet. and happy four years, alex. four years is amazing. you and y.n should be so proud of that. and, good on you for deciding to not get a ring as i know so many people at the four year mark who would have gotten a ring and it turn out that they weren't ready to be married. you're really a smart man, alex. i'm sure y.n'll love the present," danneel smiled, ruffling his hair in pride for the young actor as alex chuckled, fixing his hair as danneel walked away

curious, of course, jensen and jared, gave her the look. and, danneel, with a sense of pride, shook her head no. again, jensen and jared were saddened but, when danneel, jensen's wife, explained, they felt a sense of pride wash over them. the same pride that washed over danneel that alex knew not to gift y.n a ring if it either wasn't a promise ring, engagement ring or a replacement ring for one that broke.

however, it was at this point, the third time that the cast thought that alex was going to propose that, he actually started planning it. obviously, it doesn't take long before rumours start to travel throughout the cast. so, it wasn't long before alex and even y.n began to hear of the rumours of the two young actors getting engaged. and, that was when the couple started to talk about it. because, like thought of as one of the reasons why it hasn't happened yet, alex and y.n just hadn't spoken about it. not because they didn't want to marry each other, they just hadn't spoken about it in proper detail. until now when they did start a conversation on it after a day of filming in the bunker set on their four-year-anniversary and they were each gifted four gifts each. and now, with the knowledge of his girlfriend's ring-size, he decided to ring up misha, because, like most people, alex would not have guessed that misha was in on all the rumours and the bets so, he asked him for advice.

let's just say that it was a struggle for the misha collins to keep a straight face when alex asked him if at some point during a free day of work that he could help him in finding an engagement ring for y.n. yet, misha managed to keep his cool and, obviously, didn't tell the rest of the cast who were in on the rumours and bets about it because, one, he didn't want to break alex's trust and two, whilst he did participate in cast rumours and bets, he would never rat out to the betters if he was on the other side.

four

it's a quiet and slow day when out of nowhere, like, complete nowhere. everyone, except for alex and y.n, rush into jared's trailer. worrying that something bad had happened like someone had been killed or arrested, it was confusing when they just all saw jared basically hyperventilating.

"...are you alright jared?" gen questions with worry, wondering why her husband was literally hyperventilating if no one had died or been arrested

"i...i think it's the day!" he struggles to say as the cast all look at each other in confusion

"what? you think it's the day? what day? it's a monday, jared, what could be so exciting about a monday?" danneel then questioned as jared bursted with another round of excitement which scared everyone

"but that's just it! i think it's happened! i really think alcal and y.n are engaged!" jared screeches with excitement as danneel shakes her head, jensen, gen, rob, rich and misha smile

"and why do you think that, dude?" jensen speaks up as jared squeals yet again

but, he doesn't say anything and misha's eyes widened, "what did you do, jared? what did you hack into?" he was worried that jared had somehow found out about the conversation he had with alex about him helping alex out with finding an engagement ring

"the hotel that they will be staying in for their belated four-year-anniversary..." jared backs up, trailing off of his sentence as no one notices the breath of relief that misha breathes out

"...wait, so you think he's gonna propose to her at a hotel, jared?" jensen questions in confusion

however, that was when you walked in and let's just say you were beyond confused.

"umm, who is going to propose to me where?" you blurted out as everyone's eyes widened

and no one spoke up. that was, until rob did and let's just say, he truly saved the day here, "oh, no one darling. we're just talking about the time i proposed to mollie in a hotel however many years ago it was..." he trailed off and everyone just hoped you believed it

and...you did. you didn't even question it and you should have cause you basically knew everything about all of your cast members. so, it confused the rest of the cast when you didn't question it.

"...oh, okay, cool, sorry, my bad. well, umm, if anyone's interested, alex has bought all of us some coffee so, we'll be waiting for you guys in the bunker set with it when y'all are ready!" you smiled as you left jared's trailer to alex who waited in the bunker set lot

as soon as everyone knew you were out of sight and out of hearing range, they all let out the heavy breaths that they had no idea they were holding on to.

"holy...lord jesus christ, how on earth did she believe that lie, rob?!" jared bursted out as giggles followed as did head shakes of shock and wide eyes

"i truly have no idea but, well done me i guess!" rob chuckled as everyone shortly followed after him as he left for his morning coffee that was waiting for him in the bunker set lot that for once, he didn't pay for

"yeah, well done you, rob! i seriously thought she wouldn't believe it but it shocked me more that she didn't question you," misha chuckled in bewilderment as rob patted his best friend's shoulder

afterwards, the cast realise that, whilst jared did "hack" into the hotel that you and alex were booked into for that night and the following weekend, that it wasn't because he was proposing to you. it was genuinely because you guys didn't get to celebrate your four-year-anniversary that was the third time that they thought a proposal was happening. so, instead, you guys were going to celebrate it on that friday and saturday instead.

five

it's this day, the fifth time that the cast thinks a proposal is gonna happen that it's misha that teases the group. sending the cast back at vancouver his location that he was in with alex.

"you guys will never guess where i am!" misha sniggers cheekily which earns some confusion from the cast who were basically bored out of the minds

with so much waiting around to do before filming, jensen almost groaned at his fellow cast member, "oh, i don't know, misha, are you by any chance, bullying a spoilt child?" he replies which earns a laugh from misha but also from the rest of the cast, including y.n, although it's obvious she wasn't paying attention

only laughing because everyone else was, misha knew it was the perfect time to tell the rest of the cast, "i'm at the jeweller with alex, and it's a fancy one," he smiles over the phone

"gold thanks, misha, silver makes me look discoloured," danneel jokes, shockingly not realising the situation after she started to pull away from the bets of wanting alex and y.n to get engaged

"good to know mrs ackles but, i'm here with alex because ages ago, when you guys thought for a third time that he was proposing to y.n he asked for help in my opinion on a certain piece he was looking to buy,"

that was when it clicks in danneel's but in everyone else's heads, jared slipping out of the chair, "wait, is this finally the day that it happens?" he just about whispers with his eyes wide and his hands already starting to perisperate

"i seriously think so guys. well, alcal's walking back over and i can tell that y.n's attention is turning back to you guys so, i'll talk to you all later," misha hangs up and focuses back on alex

seeing that misha was about to uncharacteristcally freak out, alex spoke up, "and, yes, it's the time to do it misha. it's why i asked you back those few weeks ago when everyone thought i was gonna do it for the third time i think *chuckles*..." alex trails off as misha's eyes nearly fall out of his socket

he nearly chokes on his own saliva, "wait, you weren't joking when you were asking me for advice on an engagement ring?" misha whispers, realising just how honoured he suddenly felt to be given this opportunity

"yes...i want you to help me and give me advice on an engagement ring for y.n. i was being serious that day when i came to you and asked. i know she loves emeralds because of the emerald necklace and earring set i gave her for our four-year but, i don't know if that's her style in rings too..." alex trailed off, suddenly feeling overwhelmed and stressed, grateful that he had misha with him

overcome with emotion and seeing alex overcome with emotion, misha had to fight himself to not give the young actor a huge hug. resisting however, misha takes in some deep breaths which causes alex to watch and copy so he could calm himself down as well.

"well, whilst y.n loves to wear emeralds on necklaces and earrings, do you know if she has any emerald rings? cause that's a start and if she does have emerald rings and wears them quite often, then, yes, that would be the choice of engagement ring you'd buy. but, if she usually wears a different stone more than the emerald then go for that one, alright?" misha advised as alex smiled and nodded his head, feeling more confident

as a smile overcomes his face, he pulls out his phone and goes straight to his photo album of you. majority of the photos you are wearing a specific ring with a specific stone. and whilst the stone wasn't an emerald, it was a green sapphire ring that you got given by your mother that you always wore on your ring finger. you would wear it until the day you would then change it for the real life green sapphire engagement ring you'd get when you'd eventually get proposed to.

looking at misha's pride-filled face of how, just like figuring out a specific scene, alex quickly figured out that the type of engagement ring you wanted. and how it was the exact same as the one you had been wearing ever since your mom had given it to you. except, whilst it would be similiar, it would be different because alex made sure that whilst the stone was sapphire, he still made sure that there was obvious engagement ring bling on the ring so it was obvious it was an engagement ring. and not just a replacement for the one you already had because, that sapphire ring hadn't broke, it was just being replaced for the real deal.

and, of course, alex didn't really need misha's opinion on the actual ring itself, he just needed the help in figuring out what stone and whether it was emerald or sapphire. so, when misha helped him in figuring it out by asking him if there was a specific stone that you wore more often then the other then, that was the stone of choice.

"misha...thank you for coming with me and helping me. i'm glad you were able to come with me," alex thanked his cast member, pure sincereity seeping from not just his words but his body language

and misha smiled, "my pleasure alex and, don't be thanking me, it was an honour to help you find the right one for y.n," misha replies, not stopping himself from hugging the actor this time. making the blonde sincerely chuckle, he welcomed the hug wonderfully

feeling pride and like a father to the actor (who everyone also said looked like misha), misha couldn't help the urge of a sudden flood of tears that had started to well up in his eyes as the two actors reached to the car

the one

"...hey guys, what are you all doing on the 30th of june?" alex asks, completely out of nowhere since it was another day of blocking

"that's like, nine months away, you really think i plan that far in advance, alex?" danneel questions, nevertheless checking her calender at the same time, her concentration from her paperwork fleeting for just a second

"to be fair, i was not expecting for that reaction," you smiled devishly, clearly hiding something, smiling at alex, "let's go once more and if they don't get this, i think i'm just gonna throw it at them. danneel, gen, briana, would you like to be apart of my bridesmaids?"

just when you thought you were going to have to throw the ring at them, a delayed and very loud gasp falls through the room as everyone turns to stone. it's briana that is the first one to regain her composure, "wait, what are you saying?"

with a joking roll of your eyes, you hold up your left hand and wriggle your fingers...oh and the new, upgraded sapphire engagement ring, "aren't you gonna ask where i got the new upgraded sapphire ring?" you pretty much cackle like an evil witch, surprisingly enjoying the reactions

misha then stands up, since he wasn't in his costume yet and pushed his chair away, "you actually did it?" he's soft in his question to alex

"i did it," the blonde nods, his smile wider than ever before

"you've broken the cast, alex," gen chuckles, looking all around her to see everyone still frozen in their tracks on their seats

however, not for long as briana, danneel and gen jump out of their seats and rush over to you, "why didn't you tell us the second you asked her, alex?! of course...of course i'm free that day and even if i'm not i'll make myself be free! and, excuse me, how dare you ask me to be your bridesmaid with the insinuation that i'd say no, I'D LOVE to be your bridesmaid!"

nearly toppling over you, briana smashes into you for a hug as you couldn't help the laugh that erupts from your throat. after briana's over the top reaction, the guys, jensen, jared, rich, rob and misha stood up out of their seats and also crowded around you and alex. of course then came all the congratulatory hugs and face squishes and wanting to take a closer look at the upgraded sapphire engagement ring.

and, obviously, the next day and then actually the next couple of weeks, briana and danneel and gen, everyone really, starts to bring in little cakes and muffins and things to keep the celebrations of the new supernatural family engagement up and continuing. because, now that the engagement had happened, that meant it was now time to plan the wedding. but, you and alex didn't care, you just loved that after waiting for so long, the cast that is, they finally got their moment to celebrate their two little supernatural babies be engaged because not only were you even more in love with your now fiancé but you just felt like you were being attacked with love at every angle and you loved it and you embraced it.

oh, and, remember that bet that was going around? yeah, it was actually misha that won all of them so, he got all of the money. shockingly, he managed to correctly predict the exact date of the proposal without even being given the date from alex. because, even though misha helped alex in figuring out the ring was a sapphire and not an emerald, that didn't mean he asked nor was given any other information about the day of the proposal. only that the ring was a sapphire so, it was pretty funny and a shock to the system that misha predicted the exact date without knowing it. and he didn't get the day before or the day after, he got the exact day on the dot. for a while, certain team members were a bit suspicious (jensen and jared) but a couple of days later and they just found it amusing and amazing that misha was such an amazing predicter and was then asked to predict the day that the bachelorette party was going to be on. but, that was obviously when misha drew the line as everyone was needed for costuming. because, tv unfortunately doesn't stop just because two actors get engaged.

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this was so much fun to write and i have always wanted to do one of these but have always been too scared to but i'm glad i finally decided to just do it.

ok bye ily xx

wc; no idea soz

#supernatural cast #alexander calvert x y.n reader #fluff #misha collins #jared padalecki #jensen ackles #briana buckmaster #rob benedict #richard speight jr #genevieve padalecki #danneel ackles #perhaps one day

[ariesbilly]

yes!! ive stanned many actors who take so long to be in projects hshsh hopefully dacre will be in that horror movie then :)) and btw do you happen to have any fluffy harringrove fics? or where billy's super soft once he gets with steve?

i have a few soft harringrove fics ive written myself (idk if youre asking for my fics specifically or just ones ive read but i will offer both lmao)

be my baby (G) - Billy and Steve are parked at the quarry. Steve is a cheeseball.

i'm getting tired and i need somewhere to begin (M) - Steve Harrington had been another new development after returning from the dead. Turned out, that crush Billy had been harboring since his first year in Hawkins hadn’t died with him. What was more shocking was that Steve had even grown to return it. (i feel like this counts as fluff? yeah lmfao)

not my type (T) - For someone who's allegedly such a ladies' man, Robin sure has a hard time getting a read on what exactly it is Billy looks for in a woman. Until one day she realizes maybe she's been asking the wrong questions. (again... dont know if this counts as fluff mainly bc i wrote it years ago lmfao so... i feel like it had light energy)

ok now other peoples work:

31 Flavors (G) - Billy becomes addicted to flavored chapstick. Steve makes a game out of guessing the flavor whenever they kiss.

in my brain (taking up space) (T) - It's the beginning of March, which in any other place in the whole world would mean the beginning of spring, and the time of year when he doesn't have to pretend not to be cold wearing only two layers of clothing, and also the consistent appearance of the sun, Billy really doesn't think he's asking too much here, but Billy's not in any other place, Billy's in Hawkins, where nothing ever arrives on time, and Billy thought that meant movies and fashion trends, but apparently it extends to seasonal changes as well, and isn't that just his luck. alternatively; Steve has a cold. Billy has a crush.

The Blackout (M) - Steve worries about Billy during a blackout. Venice Beach Verse!

a cure for sleepless nights (T) - It’s been weeks since Steve has slept properly. He doesn’t know what brought it on except, maybe, a pair of blue eyes and the logical conclusion to a couple of months of self reflection. Whatever started them, they don’t show any sign of letting up.

When he invites Billy Hargrove to one of his and Robin’s movie nights on a whim, he could easily write it off as lack of sleep. But maybe there’s more to it and maybe Steve will find the cure for his sleepless nights, yet.

The Couch Predicament (T) - “Who knew couch shopping would be so difficult. I feel like we have looked at over a hundred. Not the right color. Not the right size. Bad quality.” Steve mumbles, peeking at Billy from between his fingers with his ridiculously large eyes.

“We’ll find one Bambi.”

paper rings (E) - Dustin bets Steve he can't get a date for Mike's wedding. AKA the What's Your Number au nobody asked for

#harringrove #what im realizing is...i dont read a lot of fluff lmfao #or yall just arent writing a lot of it #cuz my bookmarks and history.... sad hours #or well... angsty. or smutty #but like a journey #the smut is not a journey well sometimes it is #anyway #briana answers things #i also cant ever actually remember the content of any fic after i read it so theres that hinderance

[bloatedandalone04]

Bets & Bargains Masterlist

Series Summary: Bradley Bradshaw was not one to put all of his free time into a relationship, and that is the exact reason his girlfriend, Briana, broke up with him. Despite things being pretty casual between them, he decides he wants her back and this results in him coming up with an idea that not only breaks your heart, but his own.

Warnings: frat boy bradley, college au, alcohol consumption, weed usage, drugs, swearing, insecurity, self-deprecating thoughts, bets, hints of bradley having anger issues, unwanted touching, public smut, pda, mentions of death, mentions of fighting, mentions of blood and injuries, terrible friendships, more as the series goes on

Genre: angst, fluff, smut

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

More to come probably

#bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw fic #bradley bradshaw imagine #bradley bradshaw fanfiction #bradley bradshaw fic #rooster top gun #rooster x reader #rooster fanfic #top gun rooster #top gun au #top gun maverick #tgm fic #tgm #bradley bradshaw angst #bradley bradshaw fluff #bradley bradshaw smut #bets and bargains #bets and bargains au

[imagineredwood]

2. Chocolate 🍫

Summary: You’re making Valentines Day treats for the club and Bishop is your taste tester, but one can only eat so much chocolate.

Pairing: Bishop Losa x female reader

Warnings: none, all fluff

Word count: 435

"This one is the strawberry."

You plopped the tiny chocolate into Bishop's mouth, eyes on him as he chewed and then nodded, able to taste the tartness of the strawberry as it blended with the sweetness of the chocolate.

"It's good."

He spoke carefully, not wanting the syrup to run out of his mouth again like it had on the last two. You grinned, happy that he liked this one as well. You were making chocolates to take to the clubhouse for Valentine's Day, and of course, Bishop was your taste tester. You were trying different variations of fruit and other flavors to mix with the chocolates and while they were delicious, Bishop was starting to get a rush, this now being the seventh piece of chocolate you had shoved into his mouth. He watched as you turned around and plucked another one out of the tray, turning to face him again for what felt like the millionth time.

"This one is orange."

The Mayan groaned and he didn't miss the small frown that showed up on your lips

"What's the matter? You don't think you'll like the orange one? I know it's different but it's a good combination, I promise. It's refreshing."

Bishop chuckled and reached for your chocolate-free hand, lacing his fingers with yours tenderly.

"I believe you, mama. I swear I do. I'm sure that one is just as good as the last ones, if not better, but if I eat one more piece of chocolate I'm gonna throw up."

"Oh."

You laughed nervously, putting the orange creamsicle-flavored chocolate back down onto the tray.

"I'm sorry. I have given you a bunch to try. Kinda lost track."

Bishop laughed again, hand squeezing yours again. He reached for the piece himself and held it up to your lips instead this time, smiling as you ate the tiny heart. You gave a soft sound of approval and beamed as you looked at him.

"That one's good too. They're all good. Hope I didn't give you a stomachache."

Bishop shook his head, eyes twinkling as they looked at you with love. Love for your talents, love for your creativity, love for you working so hard to make treats for his brothers. He loved you. Well and truly. His lips were sweet as they pressed against yours ever so gently.

"No stomachache. But maybe you should come lay down with me on the couch for a bit. Just in case one starts up."

You traced the white hairs at the center of his beard with a smile.

"I think I can spare an hour or so."

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[queen-of-deans-booty]

Overcome Your Fears

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Daughter!Reader

Word Count: ~300

Warnings: fluff

Request by @gabrielslittleangel: Hey I’m listening to Best Day by our queen and was wondering if you could do a HC or oneshot where reader (who is Jensen’s daughther) sings Best Day at a con for his birthday 🥹

Summary: You overcome your stage freight to sing a song for your dad's birthday.

Square Filled: brianna buckmaster (2021) for @spndeanbingo

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

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Singing in front of people has never been something you liked doing

Not because you hate singing but because you get so nervous

It’s like that one time you tried out for the talent show in high school, decided to sing one of your dad’s favorite songs, and threw up on stage

Needless to say, you’ve never done it in public since

Until tonight

Tonight is the first night you’re going to go on stage in front of hundreds of people and sing Best Day by Taylor Swift

It’s not for you. It’s for your dad. Do it for him. You can do this. Don’t look at them. Look at him.

Despite your hatred for singing in front of people, your dad loves it. He often catches you singing all around the house

When you’re doing chores. When you’re taking the dogs on walks. When you’re doing homework for college. When you’re cooking. When you’re showering. When you’re playing video games.

He tries not to let you know he’s there otherwise you’d stop singing, but you always know he’s right there listening to you

Your very own #1 fan, your #1 and biggest supporter

It’s part of the reason why you’re doing this now, in front of so many people is because of Briana Buckmaster. She and your dad are such great friends that she encouraged you to do this

She knows how scary it is to put yourself out there like that which is why she is going to be off to the side with an encouraging smile the whole time

Your dad didn't expect you to take over the stage and sing in front of everyone, but he was pleasantly surprised by it

He stood off to the side with Briana and watched with a huge smile on his face. Not only are you singing a song about a parent (you’ve changed some of the lyrics to match him instead of your mom), it’s a song you’re singing to him on his birthday

The entire audience loves what you’re doing for him and gives you a standing ovation

Jensen joins you on stage, hugs you, and tells you how proud of you he is

It truly is the best day when you have a dad like him

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[multifairyus]

Missing Fluff Moments in Volition

Like…the intimacy Briana and Selwyn share in that sliver of time they have together post Mesmer reveal, root sharing and firefly kiss but before the Regents arrive? I just think Tracy really coulda given them a week or at least a day or two in Volition post kiss like damn 😭 ik YA pacing has to be breakneck and also we have to let Nick have a chance in book three but like…can they get a BREAK?? imagine what those extra days of no lies, no secrets between them…

I can clearly see them making sweet, tender love to each other and also can see them jumping each other’s bones…and that is a different post entirely. But outside of sheer sexuality like just CONSIDER:

• Bree sharing Sel’s bed before sunrise ands she needs to get back to the main house? Looking him in the eyes and telling him she trusts he wouldn’t do anything she didn’t want to do? Sel unsure if he’s on the precipice of Demonia or the closest to humanity he’s ever been. Experiencing and acting on emotions he’s had so long…he is self loathing, touch starved, and deeply, deeply devoted my heart can’t take this—

• Another sparring match… The banter, the teasing? I for one want Bree to unexpectedly pin Sel down with Arthur’s strength. Yeah. YEAH.

• Bree seeing Sel’s relationship to aether post root sharing change you cannot tell me she wasn’t gazing at him lovingly while his head was titled back looking at his firework aether show. Magic signature scents/magical attunement to each other convo part 2??

• I’m still waiting for Sel being able to play the violin (that’s canon right? Did I hallucinate that?) to come into play. I feel like Aunt Lu has a fiddle somewhere and is probably off the grid as far as entertainment goes…prehaps a campfire concert? Or a private one for Bree? (Side note: Valec challenging Sel to a silly fiddle off to “The Devil went Down to Georgia” a la Guitar Hero 3? Someone PLEASE write that crack I will pay you—)

• Generally experimenting with aether—idk what exactly but just non lethal things. Can they just make cute shit together? Root sharing is in a similar vein but I’m sorry that escalates so fast my man is literally drunk off of her and she can feel his gaze intensify—I…I can’t even think of something fluffy it’s just—SCREAMS INTERNALLY

• Our beloved homosexual supporting cast, William and Alice, talking shit and theorizing over the dinner table when their friends keep disappearing oh my god they’re not even subtle about it?? Frankly I want a POV of them just WITNESSING the tension between them. During fights is the most interesting but also quiet moments of rest and healing

Demonia’s Descent has a sultry vibes fosho but had to have some manipulative, possessive energy folded in for the ✨theme✨. It’s musical genres are alt/rock/pop/synth which I think lines up too.

But like…I need the devotion and admiration energy. I need some R&B/neo soul/jazzy vibes…Maxwell, Sade, H.E.R., Xavier Omär…i stand ten toes down in my selections but there aren’t many black artists in Demonia’s Descent…I’m this👌🏾 freaking close to curating a Volition Brelwyn playlist oh my god oh my god oh my god—Update: I did it >:D

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[ingeniousmindoftune]

Fire and Rescue 🛟 05.

Description: in which you and buck have had an ongoing sneaky link for a year now, he’s slowly falling for you, but you left town after he wants to become serious, now you’re back in town and a car accident sends a hold on your trip to see him… long story short.. you loose your memory, he’s the firefighter who rescues you, you have no memory of him… and now you’re contemplating feelings…

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Warnings: may contain foul language, some smut, fluffs and anything that’s offensive to certain viewers. You must be 18 or older to read any of my books, if you aren’t DNI. But none of those things are in this chapter, some swearing but I’m pretty sure you get the memo.

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Buck woke to the sounds of cries. He hadn’t realized that he had fallen asleep, he looked next to him seeing you wrapped up in his arms asleep, he tried to think back but he honestly didn’t remember much of last night. You were clothed so obviously nothing happened, plus the doctor said six weeks before sex. Her cries continued, he slowly moved his arm from under you, he pulled the covers over you placing your feet on the couch and propped it up. “I’m coming grace. Daddies coming.”

Those words were still surreal to him. Him? Being a dad?

But here he was, a dad and he loved every minute of it. He loved kids, his relationship with Chris and the way he dealt with children in emergencies showed it enough, but those weren’t his own- she was. She was from him. Made in his image with love. She was his whole being. And he loved every minute of it. “Hi,” he cooed taking her out the crib, kissing her forehead placing her in his arms as he rocked her. “Time for you to eat.” He walked to the kitchen grabbing your pre-pumped breast milk out the fridge, this was all still taking time to get used to but, he was getting a hang of it. There was a knock at the door that alarmed him, he snapped his neck in the direction of the door after taking the bottle out the bottle warmer and heading to the front door, he opened it seeing Maddie. “Hi.” She smiled at him. “Hey, come on in.” He stepped aside letting her in before walking back towards the kitchen. She took her bag from her shoulder and sat it down on the chair next to her, her stomach was out there too. “She’s sleeping?” Maddie whispered. “I was hoping to properly meet her.” Most of everyone had met you, but Maddie hasn’t.

“Yeah, guess we both were pretty beat after the party last night.” He chuckled lightly

He placed the bottle in Grace’s mouth, her eyes were closed as she sucked the milk from the bottle. “Aw look at you, daddy mode. It’s a good look on you.”

“I know. I actually love it. Being her dad has opened a lot for me, I’ve been seeing a new side of me and I actually like it.”

Maddy smiled in awe. She never knew Buck would be in this place in his life, for years she worried about him even when she was away and he’d always been right there for her ever since she got back. He knew Buck would make a great father some day, even a husband. Seeing him actually calm and settled with his baby, it meant everything to her. “I like it too.” Maddie smiled.

“What brings you by?” Evan smiled, rubbing his daughters stomach as she laid flat on her back in his arms

Maddie rubbed her niece’s tiny little fingers. “Oh, you know.. I wasn’t able to make it to the party because of work but, I figured I would come by and see you and properly meet my niece and her mother.” Evan smiled, taking the bottle out of Grace’s mouth, grabbing her burping cloth he laid it on his shoulder then Grace in order to burp her.

“Yeah, I would love for you to meet Y/N but she’s resting at the moment and I don’t want to wake her.”

Just as he spoke, you came from out the living room and into the dining room where they both sat. You smiled at the two. “Good morning.” Evan smiled over at you. “GoodMorning.” They both said in union. “Evan, aren’t you going to introduce us?” Maddie grinned, rubbing her brothers leg. He was too in awe at your morning glow. Your hair was all over the place, you wore your two pc Victoria secret nightwear, you yawned into your arm. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’m Maddie. Evan’s big sister.”

You smiled. “Hi, nice to meet you. He’s told me a lot about you, would you excuse me? I need to brush my teeth.” Maddie nods, Y/n walked out the kitchen and towards the bathroom. Maddie smiled. “Evan. Where’d you find that gem?”

“I met her at the grocery store one night. She’s beautiful right?”

Maddie nods. “Yes. She’s very beautiful.” Evan smiled, nodding his head as he took his daughter down after she burped, she was now a week old. It didn’t feel like it to him. It felt like just yesterday they brought her home. “May I?”

“Oh yeah, sure.”

Evan handed his daughter to Maddie. “He likes to hog her. Don’t feel bad, there’s days that I barely get to hold her and I’m the mama.” You laugh softly as you entered the room. Your hair was now slicked into a ponytail, your teeth was minty fresh and you wore some Vaseline on your lips to moisture them and give them a good glow. “Breakfast anyone?” You went to put on a pot of coffee.

“I got it, Y/N.” Evan stood to his feet making his way towards you, holding your waist as he moved you to the side to grab your favorite coffee mug from the top shelf

Maddie just smiled at the two of you and your interaction with one another. “How’d you know I wanted that one?” You ask him, he placed it down on the counter top. “It was your favorite back then, so I kind of figured. I never got why you loved it so much, but I kept it. Chipped and all.” You laugh softly and blushed taking the mug from him. “Awe. You’re so sweet, so does that mean you know what I want for breakfast right now?”

“I do.” He chuckled.

You blushed shaking your head, he gathered what he needed for your breakfast, turning your attention to Maddie, you smiled. “Maddie, so Buck here tells me you’re expecting your bundle of joy with Chen any minute now?” Maddie grinned rubbing her stomach. “Yes. Any minute, we’re so excited.”

“I know you are. I was excited too, nervous but excited.”

Evan just listened as he cooked your favorite breakfast. You rubbed your coffee mug, waiting for the coffee to get done making. “Have you all come up with a name yet?”

“We are still deciding but, I’m sure we will have one by time she gets here.”

You smiled. “Aww it’s a girl? I just know Grace and her cousin will be very close.” You slightky limped over to the side of the island to have a seat on the stool, “Evan can you help me?” You ask him, without hesitation, he made his way over and helped you up onto the stool. “Thank you.” He nods.

“You’re welcome.”

“Are you two thinking of moving in together? With you wearing a boot and all, I’m sure it’s difficult to manage..”

“We haven’t exactly thought about it,” You looked over at Evan, “I mean, it does kind of make sense for right now. I’ve honestly been here more then I’ve been at my own house. But I’m not moving in, just sticking around until I’m cleared to manage on my own.” Maddie knew what she was doing. Inserting the idea in your head, she knew that Evan loved you and she could see you were slowly falling for him in just this short time span. After all, you may not remember Evan but your feelings for him was still there. “How are you doing? Medically speaking?”

You sigh. “I’m still in a lot of pain. But, I’m managing.”

“She won’t take her medication that was prescribed to her.” Evan stressed. “And I been telling her that she should.”

You mentally rolled your eyes. “Evan, I told you.. I don’t do meds.” Maddie could sense your frustration, but Evan being so caring and loving.. he was annoyed and frustrated. “Okay but why walk around in pain all the time? Some days you can barely stand long enough to hold Grace because of your pain. I know you hate missing out on that.” You smacked your lip. “Evan, I appreciate you looking out for me but, no.”

“Why is it that you don’t want to take the medication, if I may ask?”

“It reads side effects pertaining to suicidal thoughts and tendencies.” Evan butted.

You shook your head. “I have a daughter. I don’t need to be thinking about killing myself or anything that’ll take me away from her.” You stressed. You loved Evan’s protectiveness towards you, but you also wanted him to let you make this decision on your own. “Maybe have your doctor prescribe something different that doesn’t have those effects?” Maddie tries to reason.

“Yeah, maybe she will listen to you because she’s not listening to me.”

You laugh, shaking your head. “I will talk to the doctor. Is that what you want to hear?”

“Yes! That’s all I want to hear.”

You shook your head, you rubbed your stomach. Although your baby was out, you found yourself rubbing your stomach occasionally. It still felt surreal to you. To him. To everybody. Evan went from chasing women to being a father and chasing the mother of his child. Not mutiple women, but one. And you went from driving back to a car wreck that left your memory damaged and you in a situation that was odd.

“You are a good sister. I’m lucky to have you.”

“And you’re a good brother, Evan. I’m lucky to have you too but you got to cut her some slack. If she doesn’t want to take the medication, don’t force her to take it. Let her ease into it. Okay?” Maddie sighs as she stood at the door to leave.

Evan nodded. “Yeah, I just.. I hate seeing her in pain.”

“Explain that to her. I’ll see you later okay?” She smiled hugging him.

Evan hugged her back and closed the door as she walked off down the hall, he cleaned the kitchen back up. The tv was playing in the other room at a low volume but your laughs was loud. He chuckled to himself, wiping his damp hands on a paper towel. Making his way towards the living room, He let out a sharp exhale. Looking at the television he saw you were watching Living Single. He paused the tv.

“Boy, don’t you know not to touch a black woman’s remote when she’s watching her show?!”

“I didn’t but I do now,” he chuckled, looking down at Grace who was fast asleep in the bassinet. “Can we talk?”

You shrugged. “You paused my show so yeah, I guess we can.” Evan walks around the couch, seating himself next to you. He props your feet up in his lap. “I’m sorry for putting you on the spot back there. I just care about you and hate seeing you in pain all the time.” You looked down at your feet that rested in his lap then up at him, “I’m not mad at you, I know and understand your concern. I just hate medicine.”

“I get that.”

“No, I don’t think you do.. Evan.”

He sighs. “Okay, enlighten me.” You shook your head propping your head up on your hands as you leaned on the couch. “I had a friend, she was in a bad accident. Way worse then mine, she survived it but, the doctors prescribed her heavy medication to manage her pain. I’m doing so, she became dependent on the meds. When they wouldn’t prescribe her anymore, she turned to the streets. When the pill popping wasn’t enough, she turned to something harder. She battles with addiction for years until she finally overdosed and died, I just don’t want to become like that.”

“I didn’t know.”

“That’s something in my life that I just never talk about so, I know I never told you that. But that’s why I don’t want to take those meds. Their highly addictive and I just don’t want to turn out like Patrice. Now her daughter is motherless.”

Evan nodded, he massaged my foot that wasn’t in a boot. Leaning up he kissed my forehead. “You won’t be like that. We can start you with something strong but not addictive. Maybe some strong ibuprofen. Just something to get you through the day until you’re fully healed. I just don’t want you in pain so we need to find something safe and comfortable for you to take.” You nodded your head at him, he grabbed the remote, handing it back to you. You thanked him but didn’t press play yet. “Evan, can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

You looked at the man you were falling for. “Did you put your sister up to ask me to move in with you?”

“What?” He stammered.

You laughed. “You did!” You laugh. “If you wanted me to move in with you, why you didn’t just ask?” Evan shrugged. “Afraid you would say no or it was too soon, that we didn’t know eachother. But that’s not true. We do. I just don’t want to pressure you, I know I’m being over bearing and constantly pushing you to remember us but, I just want you to remember what we had.”

“Why remember what we had that didn’t last when we can build something better?”

Evan smiled.

“Ask me.”

Evan nodded his head. “Will you move in with me?”

“I think it should be the other way around, after all, I have a house, equipped for babies. And I’m pretty sure I bought it with this in mind.” Evan nodded, moving you closer to him. You rested your head on his shoulder. He linked his fingers with yours. “I know you don’t feel the same way I feel about you right now but..”

You stopped him. “Evan,” you turn his face to look at yours. “I love you, too. I believe I’ve always had.”

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[minefield-of-a-ninja]

*image from Briana Buckmaster's Instagram

If We Make It Through December

Summary: Donna is horrified to learn that the boys have never had a proper Christmas, so she invites them to her house for the holiday.

Characters: Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum, Sam Winchester, Jody Mills, Claire Novak, Kaia Nieves, Patience Turner, Alex Jones

Warnings/tags: there was no rebar, 18+ ONLY, fluff, light angst, domesticity, holiday celebrations

Words: 12K

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five

The Mud On Your Boots

Summary: Until Dean appears in Hibbing unexpectedly, Donna has been enduring a dry spell. Then, just as unexpectedly, they find something in each other and fall deeper into happiness and comfort - and, yes, love.

Characters: Donna Hanscum x Dean Winchester​

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, dirty talk, fluff, consent is sexy, forehead kissing, period sex, fisting, blood as lube, shower sex, fluff, face riding, drunk (consensual) sex, female ejaculation/squirting, Dean manhandling Donna, the L-word

Author’s Notes: The title is a line from Briana Buckmaster’s song “Better Than That.”

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six

Temporary Scars

Summary: Dean loves well and hard. Some day, he’ll reap the rewards.

Squares Filled: Trope Reversal, Touch Starvation, Polyamory

Characters: Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum, Dean Winchester x Benny Lafitte, Dean x Donna x Benny

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, angst, Donna has intimacy issues, Dean’s the sweetest, Benny’s swoony as fuck, Dean’s in love, pregnancy kink

Words: 4,600 - maybe more if I can get inspired again

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three

Where Is My Shiny Gun?

Summary: Sam finds himself in a quandary when he realizes he has feelings for Donna by way of the obvious mutual attraction between her and Dean.

Characters: Sam Winchester x Donna Hanscum x Dean Winchester

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, Sam is kinky, Dean is adorable, so is Donna, Dean likes to give Donna massages, voyeurism, Sam directing while masturbating, spanking + breast slapping, brief knife play - no blood

Word Count: 7785

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five

#dean winchester x donna hanscum #dean winchester smut #donna hanscum smut

[nerdierholler]

Nerdy's Wayhaven Chronicles Writing Masterpost

Detectives: Ethan Langford - Charismatic, flirty, attractive, outwardly full of confidence, inwardly struggling with feelings and events. Romancing Adam.

Henry Kingston - Nerdy, introverted, getting a little soft around the edges, doesn't quite believe he's as capable or special as those around him think he is. Romancing Nate.

Briana (Bree) Young - Former wild child, dedicated to her job because it gives her structure and goals, has a softer heart than she realizes, more that happy to fan the flames with Mason. Romancing Mason.

Prompt fills for Wayhaven Frights 2021

Stormy Night (Henry/Nate) - Henry wakes up to watch a storm, Nate joins him

Thriller (Henry/Nate, a continuation of Stormy Night) - Things go from stormy to steamy. Henry and Nate make out. Both parts are together on AO3

Harvest (Bree/Mason) - Mason and Bree at the local pick-your-own orchard. Did I make this into a Twilight joke about apples and vampires? Yes, yes I did. It was low hanging fruit (pun intended).

In the Shadows (Bree/Mason) - What if you no longer fear what lingers in the shadows?

Hide and Seek (Ethan/Adam) - Adam is very good at trying to hide his emotions and Ethan is at a breaking point for trying to seek them out.

Haunting (Bree) - Bree ponders Rook and Rebecca's life together

Isolation (Ethan/Adam) - Ethan’s been shut up alone inside his apartment dealing with the flu and Adam comes to check on him. It’s flirty fluff, mostly on Ethan’s part. Even sick he’s absolutely incorrigible. Also on AO3

Killer (Henry/Nate) - Here’s Nate and Henry pondering lobsters.

Nightmare (Ethan) - Guess who’s not processing the whole thing with Murphy very well, it’s Ethan.

Apocalypse ( Bree/Mason) - It's time for the Wayhaven Gala and the world must have ended because Mason is wearing a fancy suit.

Creature Feature (Henry/Nate) - Nate finds Henry in the library doing research and Nate definitely has a weak spot for a man who likes research.

Living Dead (Henry) - Henry's thoughts on getting turned in a vampire

Masked (Ethan/Adam) - Guess who’s hiding emotions? It’s Adam! *jazz hands*

Whispers (follow up to Nightmare, Ethan/Adam) - Ethan goes outside to clear his head and eventually a certain someone comes to join him.

Hunter (Bobby and Ethan) - Bobby's on the prowl on a Friday night

Full Moon (Bree/Mason) - Sittin' on the dock looking at some inviting water

Misc Writing

A Glass of Goodwill (Ethan/Adam) - A gift is offered. Adam is stubborn and Ethan is incorrigible.

#nerdy writes #twc #the wayhaven chronicles #ethan langford #henry kingston #briana young #life at nerdy holler

[coffee-obsessed-writer]

When You Least Expect It: Part Twenty

Jensen Ackles x Musician!Reader

Masterlist - Contains Chapter Links & Wardrobe Collages

A/N: This is it! The Final Chapter. Thank you for taking this VERY long journey and being patient with me as I finished it. I really hope you have enjoyed the story, and the music, along the way.

Spotify Playlist / YouTube Playlist

Series Warnings: Language, Break-Ups, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Mild Violence, Talk of Domestic Abuse

Chapter Warnings: Just Floofy

Series Summary: After a hard breakup, Jensen decides to throw himself into organizing a Music Festival in Austin that is meant to raise money for a few of his most cherished charities and organizations. As he throws himself into planning it, he stumbles upon a spirited, undiscovered performer, who he convinces to come aboard to help plan and coordinate the event with him.

What transpires after that takes both Jensen and his new friend, by surprise. But when their respective pasts come back just before the event kicks off in Austin, they will both have to decide if the unexpected feelings are worth perusing, or if they should just walk away and go on with their lives.

Songs in this chapter: Faithfully by Journey and Boardwalk Angel by Eddie and the Cruisers

Chapter Summary: Its the wedding day.

WC: 8K with Song Lyrics. Song lyrics in bold and italic are not written by me.

“It’s perfect!” Mama June gushed as she zipped up Y/N’s wedding dress. “It’s absolutely perfect! And you, my dear, are positively glowing!”

“Well, that’s because you made it for me,” Y/N smiled in the mirror, watching Mama’s reflection. She felt herself blush at the comment but hoped Mama didn’t notice. “I really couldn’t have imagined a more beautiful dress, June.”

“Oh honey, you’re like my own daughter. No way I could let you have a fairytale wedding in a common dress! Besides, I have a reputation in this town to uphold.”

Y/N looked down at her wedding dress, and softly smiled. She tried to remember how much things had changed since she first met Jensen. Hell, how things had changed just since they got engaged. Stepping back from the mirror, Y/N drew in a slow, shaky breath and found herself feeling a little nervous. Her anxiety had calmed enormously since she finally quit her position with Combustion Records, but that day, of all days, it seemed to be creeping back in. 

Smoothing out the front of her dress, she slowly began tracing the lines of the lace roses Mama June had painstakingly sewed over the last six months. How she was able to finish the dress, Y/N had no idea, but from the moment she told her about the engagement, Mama insisted on making it for her. Y/N turned back to the mirror, and let her eyes follow the simple, yet elegant lines of the deep cut heart-shaped bodice and wondered if Jensen would like it. It was more revealing than she would have chosen, but somehow, it WAS perfect for her. As her hands slowly moved down the dress towards her stomach, she pushed for the briefest moment. A warm glow radiated from there, and she couldn’t help but feel her smile grow. She was glowing, and for damn good reason. But that was a secret she had to keep for now, at least until after the wedding when she could give Jensen his wedding gift.

Y/N was a different woman now than she had been just a couple years before. So much had happened in the two plus years she’d known Jensen, and without a doubt it had forever altered who she was. Because of him, she was confident and proud. She learned how not to take shit from anyone, and yet, still how to love without abandon. They had their fair share of troubles, but somehow, he never left her side. Jensen never once wavered on his feelings for her, and his constant support made her feel like she could do anything.

“Oh, Y/N!”

Y/N turned to see Briana emerge from the bathroom of the luxurious hotel suite Leo had let the ladies use the night before the wedding. Her long blond curls cascaded down her strapless shoulder and perfectly complimented her pale blue bridesmaid dress; her hands over her gaping mouth and eyes wide in sheer joy. “You look BEAUTIFUL!!!”

“Thanks, Bri. So do you!”

“Oh, please. These dresses are gorgeous, but you are radiant! As you should be since it's your wedding day!”

Bri outstretched her arms and pulled Y/N into a tight squeeze. When she pulled back, Bri’s eyes were welling up with tears. 

“Don’t cry now, silly. I’m sure there will be plenty of moments today to warrant tears. You better save ’em.”

“Y/N, I made sure to put on the waterproof mascara because I know I will be bawling all day. Seeing you two take this step, it's just…. Everything!”

“I honestly can’t believe we’re here, and that in less than an hour I will be walking down the aisle and marrying the most amazing man in the world.”

“I never had a doubt,” Mama chimed in. “I knew it from the moment he showed up at our rehearsal, he would ask you to marry him. No man watches a woman like he did you, without falling head over heels in love. I’m tellin’ ya sugar, from that moment, he was hooked.”

Y/N rolled her eyes and turned back to the mirror. “Should I have gone with a veil?”

“Stop changing the subject, woman.” Mama approached her and carefully fixed Y/N’s hair to spray across the open back of the dress. “No, no veil. You don’t need to hide anything about yourself. Let him see you as you walk towards him. And Bri,” she turned from Y/N to face her new friend, “I know you’ll want to see this formidable creature as she walks down the aisle, but I’m telling you, watch Jensen. Just watch his face and you’ll see absolute magic there as he’s watching his bride. That’s how you know this match was always meant to be.”

Bri threw her head back in a loud “Ha!” She clamped her hand on Mama June’s broad shoulder and smiled towards Y/N. “Mama, I knew from the second I saw them together that it was meant to be. It’s just too bad it took these two so long to see it.”

“It may have taken us longer,” Y/N said, “but well worth the wait.”

Jensen buttoned up his ivory linen shirt, leaving the few buttons below his neck undone. He watched himself in the mirror as he adjusted the collar, then smoothed out the material down towards the linen pants of his suit.

“What? No tie?” Jared scoffed sarcastically as he walked into the Bungalow’s small master bedroom. “Whoa…” his thoughts on Jensen’s wedding attire was interrupted as he noticed the elaborate romantic ambience of the room. “You really went all out!”

Jensen caught Jared’s impressed expression in the reflection of the mirror. “Damn right. Waited for this day long enough, gotta make sure it's a night she won’t forget.”

“I get that, but why here and not at Leo’s huge, fancy, five star hotel? Don’t get me wrong, Jay, this place has charm, but it doesn’t scream honeymoon suite.”

“I thought about that, but this place is special. Not just to Y/N, but to me, too.”

“How so?” Jared asked as he carefully lowered himself on the edge of the bed, doing his best to avoid sitting on the red rose petals elegantly splayed on the comforter in the shape of a heart.

“Hey!” Jensen admonished and quickly fixed a few stray petals. “Careful, man. This took me all morning.”

Jared laughed and raised his hands in relent. “Okay, okay. Sorry, loverboy.”

“This place is special because…” Jensen paused and thought back to the first time he had gone to her bungalow. “Because that first night I spent here with her, I knew I would fall in love with her, Whether I wanted it or not.”

“The first night? Really? That fast, huh…”

Jensen smiled softly to himself and reminisced back to that first night. Somehow, despite all her hesitancy and trust issues, Y/N was vulnerable with him that night. He fought those initial feelings for too long, most times kicking himself for it. Deep down, however, he knew that their journey played out the way it did for a purpose. Y/N was always meant to be his wife, but when they met, neither of them would have been ready for forever.

“Definitely a far cry from that first night,” Jared continued. “I remember when you first saw her at the Beachcomber. If I knew then what I know now, I would have helped you chase after her.”

“At least it all worked out in my favor,” Jensen said and turned back to the mirror. He took one last look at himself and nodded. “Yeah, this’ll do.”

He had never been a guy that was good at the big, grand gestures, but he was pretty proud of how he did with not only his suit, but the room itself. He had asked for Mama’s help and she made sure to get all Y/N’s favorite things. The right chocolates and candles, the old school boombox that now sat on the dresser, with a tape of their wedding song cued up and ready to go. Jensen went and bought all new bedding of deep blue silk sheets and a plush velour comforter that was now decorated with the red rose petals. Hanging from the ceiling were a few strands of white icicle lights that, along with the candles, would give the room a warm, romantic glow. However, the thing he was most excited for, other than Y/N becoming his wife, was the long, narrow wrapped gift box that sat in the middle of the petal-shaped heart on the bed.

Jared followed Jensen’s line of sight, and saw the gift near him on the bed. “And what’s that?” he asked, not without a bit of teasing.

“That, my friend, is our honeymoon itinerary and all the tickets. One thing I told her I really wanted to do was surprise her with a crazy fun honeymoon. I wanted to be sure it was a trip she would never forget.”

“Nice! And where in the world are you going to go, Carmen San Diego?”

Jensen laughed mockingly, and shook his head. “I didn’t want to go anywhere she’s been before. We’ve both traveled so much since we met, but never got to travel together. So, I went big. Gonna start out in Iceland, staying at this awesome little place where the room has a glass dome ceiling and an amazing view of the Northern Lights. Natural hot springs within walking distance and not another soul in sight. From there, four days in Ireland, exploring the Irish countryside on horseback. There are some great local pubs and B’nB’s to check out along the way. After that, we fly back to the U.S. to stay in a cabin in the Rocky Mountains near Estes Park. She’s always wanted to visit the Stanley Hotel, but they were completely booked. So I found this little cabin that has a hot tub outside, and a spectacular view.”

“Damn, you really did go all out! After that? Then what?”

“We come back to Austin and settle into the new place. Still can’t believe we found a house so close to you and Gen. I can’t wait for this trip, but man, its gonna be fucking great to settle in a new house and start making some great memories with y’all. The recording studio is almost finished, too. I am sure she will wanna get in there as soon as we get ba–”

Jensen’s train of thought was derailed by a knock at the front door. They passed a curious glance, and Jared stood up from the bed. 

“I’ll go see who that is. You better get your jacket and shoes, because we gotta get moving down to the beach soon.”

Nodding, Jensen grabbed his pale blue linen jacket from the back of the chair in the corner of the room while Jared went to see who had been knocking. As he adjusted the garment to sit just right, he could hear a woman’s voice cutting through the whole house. Worried something might be wrong with Y/N, he hurried from the room to see who it was. He found Jared standing in the open doorway and the woman in front of him was demanding to be let in.

“What the hell is going on?” Jensen asked just as Jared stepped aside so he could see who was making all the noise. When Jensen saw it was Y/N’s mother, he instantly felt his good mood slip away. “What the fuck are you doing here, Sheila?”

“I came to see my daughter,” she barked and tried to push past Jared to come into the house. “But this giant man won’t let me in.”

“Good, he’s doing his job then. Y/N isn’t here anyway. But I’ll be sure to never tell her you dropped by. Bye now.”

Jared took that as his cue to close the door, but Sheila stopped him by putting one of her heeled shoes in the way.

“No, I am not ready to go yet. If I cannot see my daughter, I would like a word with you then, Mr. Ackles. You’ve got some nerve, you know that? This place should be gone by now and brand new luxury condos in its place!”

“Right,” Jensen smirked. “Guess maybe you should have had all those permits in order before someone swooped in and made sure the deal fell through. But, oops. Guess you’re shit out of luck and can’t line your pockets with ill-gotten money. Because, fuck your daughter’s feelings, right?”

“It’s a damn shack! I was going to split the profits with her!”

“Man, you are a terrible liar!” Jensen laughed and shook his head. “This shack means the world to your daughter, but you couldn’t care less about that.”

“Oh, please,” Sheila snorted, “she’s always been a sentimental sap, just like her father. Never saw the practicality of any situation.”

“And that’s a problem?” Jensen asked as he took a few steps closer to the door until he was standing mere inches from his soon-to-be mother-in-law. “Y/N being a sentimental sap, like her father, is one of the things I love most about her. I’m grateful she’s nothing like you. She’s got a beautiful, big heart, and I know her father would be DAMN proud of the woman she is. All you ever did was bully her–”

“Because she was soft!” Sheila nearly screamed in his face. “That girl is who she is because I was tough on her! I was the one who gave her back bone!

“You were the one who almost got her killed! Because of you, she was a shell of a woman, easily manipulated and abused by that asshole Nathan.”

Sheila rolled her eyes. “She would be dead if it wasn’t for me pushing her.”

“She almost died by the hands of that psychopath you pushed on her! He damn near killed her, Sheila! And where the fuck were you? Huh? Too worried about demolishing her home and getting rich!”

“You had no business interfering with that! How you even pulled it off is beyond me!”

“Jesus, you are worse than Y/N could have ever tried to explain. What kind of mother are you? Mothers are supposed to love and support their children. But you? You couldn’t be bothered. You’re just a goddamn bully. But, never again. Because as long as I am Y/N’s husband, NO ONE will take advantage of her again. Anyone, including you, that ever tries to hurt MY WIFE again, will have to go through me. And trust me, sweetheart, I am NO pushover.”

“Wait, your wife? You’re married?!”

“We will be very soon. And I swear to God, Sheila, if you even think for one second of showing up and ruining it, I will make sure you lose everything else in your life that you hold dear. Consider me trashing your condo contracts as just a start. I will be sure you never have anything more than the shirt on your back if you wreck this day for her.”

Sheila stood in complete silence. She was shocked at how indignant and serious he was staring her down, and worried that if anyone could make good on threats, Jensen Ackles could. Her mouth pinched into a tight frown, and she slowly let the tension out of her crossed arms loosen, so they fell to her side. 

“Fine. I won’t bother her on her wedding day. But trust me when I tell you–”

“Nah, I don’t trust you as far as I could throw you. Now, if you don’t mind, this giant man and I need to get ready so I can go marry the love of my life. And, as awful as a person as you are, I almost feel sorry for you.”

Sheila snorted a laugh. “Why’s that?”

“Because you are going to miss out on seeing your daughter on the happiest day of her life. Me, however, I am the luckiest man alive. Because I will have the most beautiful, talented, loving, funny, creative, and sexiest woman on the planet walking towards me ready to say I do. And nothing,” Jensen inched a little closer and lowered his voice to a commanding growl, “NOTHING and NO ONE is going to take that from me.”

Jensen took a moment and delighted in the bit of fear that crossed Sheila’s face. It was only a fleeting expression, but he caught it. 

“One of these days, she’ll come crawling back. You just wait.” Sheila turned on one heel and began to navigate the sand back towards her car. 

“I’ll take that bet!” Jensen called after her. He wanted to shout so many more things at her, but Jared’s hand on his shoulder took the urge away.

“Let her go, man. That woman is a real piece of work.”

“Dude, you have no idea. I’m almost glad she showed up.”

Jared snorted a laugh. “Seriously?”

“Yeah, because that was the last part of Y/N’s past that needed to be put to rest. She’s about to be my wife and I meant what I said. No one will ever disrespect my wife, again. Especially her own mother.”

“I can’t believe that was Y/N’s mother. How the hell did she turn out so great?”

“She’s just like her dad,” Jensen sighed, and felt a moment of sadness that he would never get the chance to meet the mythical legend that was Y/N’s father. “She got all the best parts of her, from him.”

“I think you had something to do with that, too, Jay. You forget, I’ve known her a long time now as well. She’s always been a spitfire, but since the two of you got together, you’ve both grown into the best versions of yourselves.”

That made Jensen relax, and he felt his genuine smile and good mood return.

“Now,” Jared said, turning Jensen to face him and adjusting the collar of his suit jacket. “It’s time to get your shoes on and get down the beach. Don’t want to leave that woman waiting for you.”

It was just about dusk as the limo pulled up to the ramp at the North End of the Seaside Boardwalk. Bri, Mama June, and Y/N exited the car and could see the top of the wedding arch down on the beach. Leo called in some help and had that portion of the boardwalk roped off so the ladies could get down to their starting point with no trouble. Y/N could hear the music on the breeze that was playing and could feel the butterflies starting up in her stomach. It wasn’t nerves, exactly, but the anxious excitement of finally starting their lives together as a married couple. She had no idea what the future was going to hold for them, but she couldn’t wait to find out.

“You ladies look amazing!” Leo exclaimed as they reached the top of the boardwalk. 

“Thanks, Leo. And thank you for all you did to make this happen up on the beach. I couldn’t imagine getting married anywhere else.”

“Oh sweetie, it’s my pleasure. You are my only niece and you know I would do anything I could to make this day perfect. I’m so honored you asked me to walk you down the aisle. I—I kinda thought after everything with your mom–”

“Leo, don’t. Today of all days, she is the last thing I want to talk about. Today, I just want to focus on becoming Mrs. Jensen Ackles. I want to eat some amazing food, listen to the band and dance with my husband and all our friends.”

“You?! You wanna dance?! We are gonna get to witness a rare sight!” Leo said with a bellowing laugh. “Today is a special day!”

The musicians down on the beach caught a glimpse of them, and kicked up the music for their cue to start the processional. Leo’s big jovial smile settled into a soft, sentimental one as he offered his elbow to his niece, and began to escort her towards the start of a brand new life.

Jensen stood nervously under the canopy of what cloth, donned with small red and white flowers, along with mini white lights that casted off an elegant glow. Knowing Jared and Robbie were standing up beside him helped a lot. But once the music began to swell, he knew it was time. Looking upwards towards the boardwalk, he saw Mama June, and Bri about ten steps behind her, moving towards the aisle that split the two sides of guests. The sun was slowly setting behind them, leaving streaks of pastels in the sky that made the moment feel even more magical than it already was. 

Then, he saw Y/N. She was still far away, but it didn’t stop his breath from catching in his chest; his heart nearly bursting with love. Bri and Mama reached the aisles, but even as they made their way down to the arch, Jensen’s eyes never left Y/N as she continued to approach. Before he knew it, she was standing in front of him, and looking more beautiful than he could have even imagined she would. He didn’t see any one specific part of her–the hair, the makeup, the dress, or even her delicate beaded sandals–but all of it all at once. All he could do was smile at her as the officiant asked who was presenting the bride to be married. He heard Leo speak up, and he could hear the officiant begin speaking, but he was speechless and barely processed what they were saying. 

Y/N handed off her bouquet to Bri, and Jensen reached for her hands as the ceremony began.

“When we have each other, we have everything,” the minister began, pausing to look at Y/N, then at Jensen. “I believe that when two people are in love with each other, you can see it in their eyes. The way they look at each other, it’s all there. Their eyes are full of admiration, of attraction, and twinkle with undying feelings for each other. Even if they didn’t say a word about it, there’s this invisible thread connecting them two. 

“Today, we are here to celebrate such a love between Jensen and Y/N. They knew it. Time, distance… nothing could separate them. Because they knew. It was right. It was real. Now, they have invited you all to witness their love, along with the exchange of vows and rings, to cement that love in front of their most beloved family and friends. In fact, their connection is so strong, they have written their own special vows in order to solidify their promise before God and all of you, of this amazing bond and lifelong partnership. 

“May I please have the rings…”

Jared reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out an ivory handkerchief, revealing the rings that Jensen and Y/N had chosen. The minister took them carefully, and proceeded.

“Y/N, take this ring, and as you slide this symbol of your vow onto Jensen’s finger, remember the love and promises you speak.”

Y/N took the ring, as Jensen held out his left hand, she let out a nervous breath. 

“My dad used to say, ‘When you least expect it, something amazing will come along. Something even better than you imagined’. I never thought anyone would ever come along for me… to make me smile, laugh and capture my heart as fast as you have. Somewhere in between our text messages, our phone calls, our jokes, our laughter, and even our disagreements, I fell for you. You found parts of me I didn’t know existed and in you, I found a love that I never believed was real. Then all of a sudden, all the love songs were about you, and I found myself never wanting to be away from you. You made me believe in magic, and one by one made dreams come true I never even realized I longed for. 

<slides ring on finger>

You’re my best friend, my partner, and my truest love. I promise to encourage you and inspire you, to love you through good times and bad. I will forever be there to laugh with you, to lift you up when you’re down and to love you unconditionally through all our adventures in life.”

She tried to keep her wits about her, but watching his expression as she spoke, was too much. A few stray tears fell down her cheeks, and once the ring was on Jensen’s finger, he gently reached up to her face and wiped them away.

The minister held out the other ring to Jensen.

“Jensen, as you slide this ring onto Y/N’s finger, remember the love and promises you speak.”

He took the ring, and lovingly took her hand. 

“When I met you, I was in a place where I swore off relationships. I didn’t want to fall in love or need someone. I really didn’t want anything. But then, you appeared and I started wanting everything. You completely changed my perspective on life, and I saw hope in places where I thought it was lost forever. I wish I could explain your eyes, and how the sound of your voice gives me butterflies. How your smile makes my heart skip a beat and how every time I’m with you, I feel so complete. I’m so utterly, seriously, passionately, deliciously in love with you. I cannot imagine my life without you in it, and I never plan on having to. 

<slides ring on finger>

“You’re my best friend, my partner, and my truest love. I promise to encourage you and inspire you, to love you through good times and bad. I will forever be there to laugh with you, to lift you up when you’re down and to love you unconditionally through all our adventures in life.”

Once the ring was placed on her finger, Jensen reached out for her other hand and held them both tightly. Their eyes never once wavered from the others.

“I’ve had the privilege to get to know these two lovebirds over the last few months, and I can honestly say, I’ve never seen a couple so happy and dedicated to each other, as Jensen and Y/N are. With this exchange of rings and vows before God, your friends and your family, it gives me the greatest pleasure to announce you, husband and wife! Jensen, you may kiss your bride!”

Jensen didn’t even wait until the last word, as he pulled Y/N into him and kissed her as if there was not another soul around them. He didn’t care who was watching, or who would think it was too much for a ‘wedding kiss’. It was the first time he would kiss Y/N, as his wife, and he wanted to make it count. Holding her felt different than before, knowing now that they were married and about to embark on a crazy adventure together. He never felt happiness and contentment as he did at that moment, and the way she kissed him back, he guessed she felt the same way. 

When they finally pulled back, he took her cheeks in his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. “We did it, Trix. We finally did it!”

“Damn right, Hollywood. Now you are absolutely stuck with me,” she teased and leaned in to kiss him again. 

The guests stood from their seats and cheered in a roar of applause as they watched the happy couple link arms, and make their way back down the aisle and up towards the boardwalk to take a slew of pictures while the guests made their way down the beach to the reception set up.

By the time they were heading back to the reception, neither Jensen nor Y/N had stopped smiling. It had been a magical ceremony between the sunsetting on one side, and the crashing of the ocean waves on the other. The heavy smell of the salt air just added that extra special touch, and both of them found it almost intoxicating. The closer they grew to the reception, the more Y/N was noticing how beautiful everything looked in the late dusky evening. 

A small stage had been set up for Louden Swain to play, along with a dance floor laid out on the sand for the guests to enjoy the music. The tables, all donned with ivory linens and pale blue flowers, with white candles were set up along the perimeter of the dance floor. Even the slow glow of the fluorescent pink and blue cornhole games off to the site of the reception added to the ambient glow of the beach reception.

“I can’t believe we did the corn hole boards,” Y/N laughed, shaking her head.

“Trust me, after a few drinks, you’re gonna love it.”

“I don’t need any drinks, Jay, I am already in love with all of this. Almost as much as I’m in love with you.”

Jensen pulled her to a stop just before they stepped into the reception area. He had to kiss her again, and couldn’t imagine the day would come where he wouldn’t want to just stop everything and kiss her. 

“Hey, c’mon you two, let’s get this party started!” Robbie’s voice boomed through the mic up on the stage. “Everyone on your feet to welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Jensen Acklesssssss!”

Jensen and Y/N kept their hands together, and raised them in the air triumphantly as they made their way through the maze of tables and onto the dance floor just as Robbie led Louden Swain into their rendition of “Faithfully” by Journey for them to have their first dance.

Y/N once again passed off her bouquet to Bri, and Jensen swept her up in his arms, then slowly moved her along the dance floor. They were so close, there was not a millimeter of space between them, and as Robbie began singing the lyrics of their perfectly chosen wedding song, Jensen sang along with his lips pressed close to her ear.

“Highway run

Into the midnight sun

Wheels go round and round

You're on my mind

Restless hearts

Sleep alone tonight

Sendin' all my love

Along the wire

They say that the road ain't no place to start a family

Right down the line, it's been you and me

And lovin' a music man ain't always what it's supposed to be

Oh, girl, you stand by me

I'm forever yours

Faithfully”

Y/N could feel her chest fill with so much love as his smooth, rich voice filled her ear, which only made her want to draw him somehow closer. As Robbie began the next verse on the stage, she took her turn to sing along softly, as she touched her forehead to Jensen’s and looked deep into his shining green eyes. 

“Circus life

Under the big top world

We all need the clowns

To make us smile

Through space and time

Always another show

Wonderin' where I am

Lost without you

And being apart ain't easy on this love affair

Two strangers learn to fall in love again

I get the joy of rediscovering you

Oh, babe, you stand by me

I'm forever yours

Faithfully”

They let Robbie belt out the rest of the song, and just held each other close, shutting out the world around them. As the band finished up the song, Jensen once again held up their hands in victory as their friends and families clapped, and cheered the couple on.

“Wait right here, Trix.” Jensen's sly smile made those butterflies kick up again. He looked over to Jared and gave him a nod, as Jensen kissed the back of her hand before leaving her side and heading up onto the stage. 

Once at the mic, he got a slight bit of feedback, then drew in a deep breath. “First off, I want to thank everyone for coming tonight to share this with us. It means the world to my wife and I that you traveled from all over, to this quaint little town that is very special to us. See, I met this beautiful woman on this very beach almost three years ago. From the get go, she couldn’t stand me. She thought I was arrogant, and pushy, but somehow never told me to get lost. I guess my charm and dad jokes were too much to resist.”

Y/N felt Jared come up next to her and reach out to take her hand. Confused, but excited at what was happening, she went along with him as he led her up onto the stage. 

“See, something about this place… this beach and this boardwalk… the magic of it got into me. Hell, both of us. And no matter what was gonna happen, that night I knew, I had found my wife.” Jensen paused and watched as Y/N was brought up to the stage. He turned to Robbie, gave another little nod, and the band began to play. As the music started, Jensen kept talking.

“I never in my life imagined I would meet someone like you. I heard this song not long after we met for the first time. And every word, every beat, made me think of you. When you agreed to marry me, I knew I had to sing this to you. Because you are an angel. You captivated me that night Trix, my ‘Boardwalk Angel…’”

When he began to sing the song, Y/N felt her knees go weak and heart begin to pound. She thought she had loved him with every ounce of her being before, but now, somehow, she loved him even more.

“Little girl, tonight baby don't feel blue

They lit those party lights along the avenue

You're out there on your own,

Spending all your time alone

So come on girl, tonight I want to be with you

This world has let you down till it broke your heart

But tonight's the night for a brand new start

We'll leave this world behind

When we're walking on down the line

So come on girl, let's make our dream come true

So meet me out on the boardwalk tonight

Meet me down by the sea

We can dance 'neath the carnival lights

On the shore of Jersey

We'll fall in love on a carousel

Little boardwalk angel…”

As the band played the musical interlude, Jensen grabbed her on a whim and twirled her around. Making her laugh then leaned down and kissed her sweetly before the next verse.

“So meet me out on the boardwalk tonight

Meet me down by the sea

We can dance ‘neath the carnival lights

On the shore of Jersey

We'll fall in love on a carousel

Little boardwalk angel…”

Jensen took her again, and this time, didn’t let her go until the song was over. It was his love letter to her, the perfect song he could give to his new wife, his Boardwalk Angel. From far down the beach beyond the stage, fireworks were shot up into the air, causing all of the guests, and Y/N, to Ooo and Ahh. When she looked back at Jensen, his eyes were firmly fixed on her. 

“Jensen, this is… everything” her eyes were wide with exuberance and love, and it was her turn to be speechless. 

“YOU are my everything. Trix. Don’t ever forget that.”

The rest of the reception went off without a hitch, though somewhere deep inside Jensen couldn’t help but worry that Sheila wouldn’t keep her word, and she would suddenly appear. Luckily, they enjoyed every second of it with no problems, no unexpected guests… no drama. For the first day of their lives of husband and wife, it couldn’t have been more perfect. 

As they finished their meal of boardwalk fare food, Jensen and Y/N were caught off guard by a collective clinking of glasses. They took the opportunity to lean in for a kiss, before they heard Jared’s voice come through the mic on the stage.

“Ok, ok, I think we all have seen more than enough of you two lip-locked. I mean, get a room, man. There’s kids here!” A ripple of laughter went through the guests, just making them clink the glasses again. Jared waited for his best friend to kiss the bride one more time before continuing his speech.

“When Jensen told me he was getting married, and asked me to be his best man, I knew I would have to give some kind of speech. After a few drafts filled with shots at him, ya know, just cause, I realized that I really did want to say something more meaningful. I, however, am not a writer or a poet. So I tried to find something that really resonated with me when I thought of my best friend and the woman he loves. Luckily, my beautiful wife and I came across a poem written by N.R. Hart called, ‘Unexpected’, and as I read it, I knew this was it.”

Jared cleared his throat and pulled a folded piece of paper from the pocket of his pants. He drew in a deep breath and looked over towards the happy couple. 

‘She’s the girl you never saw coming. The unexpected one who calms you, centers you, and still she turns out to be the surprise love of your life. She’s your best friend, lover, and soulmate all wrapped up in the prettiest package. She is unforgettable, she is like no one, which is why you are addicted to her; her mind, her soul. You can’t get her out of your system. You taste her and she runs through you like blood and fire. She never leaves you no matter what, because she too, knows how rare the connection is. You have never had anyone stick by you like that before. She is the safest place you have ever known. You are soft for her no matter how hard life gets, she is there and your feelings never change. She loves you fiercely and you feel her love deep in your bones; in your soul. She is the one who makes you feel whole in a way you never have before and that terrifies you. But what terrifies you even more… is losing her.’

“I was there when you first saw her, and I’ve been there to watch the two of you fall in love, and be petrified of it in your own ways. I’ve seen you get through some very hard times, and make some incredible memories. In all that time, what I saw most was how perfectly fitted you are for each other. Yes, Y/N was an unexpected surprise in Jensen’s life, but so was he in hers. So, let’s raise our glasses, to the most perfectly paired, yet unexpected couple I’ve ever known… Jensen and Y/N Ackles! I wish you all the beauty and magic the world has to offer, and I am excited to be there, to keep witnessing it all! Salute!”

The sun had finally set, leaving the stars to make their appearance in the night sky. The reception was still in full swing, but both Jensen and Y/N knew it was time to take their leave. They had made the rounds to all the tables, talked to every guest and thanked them for being a part of such an amazing day. While the party had been a great time, all Jensen could think about was getting his wife back to their bungalow. He was anxious to give her the honeymoon gift, then help her get out of the dress and take her to bed. They had been together intimately so many times in the past, but tonight would be different. Tonight, it would be as man and wife; something they had both wanted for a very long time. 

There was a moment where no one was really paying attention to the bride and groom, so they thought they would take the chance, and start walking down the beach towards the Bungalow. 

“Think we could make a run for it without anyone noticing?” Jensen whispered in her ear, leaving a little nip of a kiss on her earlobe.

“Oh,” she mewed and leaned into him, suddenly wanting nothing more than to be alone with her husband, “I think so… But, I need to grab something from Bri, first.”

Jensen pouted a little. “If you do that now, she’s gonna stop us.”

“No, she won’t. I already told her this morning we may sneak off towards the end of the party.”

“Good thinkin’, Trix. Ok, go do what you gotta, and hurry back. I need to have you, now.” The last word was more of a growl, which sent a bolt of luscious goosebumps down her whole body.

Biting her lower lip in anticipation of what was to come, she gave him a quick nod and went off to find Briana. Her bridesmaid and best friend was over near the cornhole boards throwing bags with Robbie. 

“Hey Bri!” Y/N said as she approached. “It’s that time.” The knowing tone and wink prompted Briana to reach between her cleavage and withdraw a small wooden box. 

“That’s where you kept it?” Y/N asked, unable to hold back a laugh. 

“Well, not like this dress has pockets! Don’t get me wrong, they were a gorgeous choice, but… pockets!”

“Fair enough,” Y/N said as she took the small wooden box. 

Looking over at Robbie, who was watching with confused curiosity, she smiled his way. “Robert… I cannot thank you enough for everything you have done. Not just for tonight, but for Jensen and I. Thank you for becoming such a big part of my life, and being the big brother I never really had.” 

Y/N hadn’t planned on getting mushy with Robbie, but the emotional high of the day made it difficult to hold anything back. “When my dad died, and my actual brother became a memory, I never thought I’d have a real family again. But, you, Bri… all of you, have done more for me and loved me harder, than anyone has. I don’t know where I’d be without you.”

Her words left Robbie speechless. He had been one of the few at the wedding that had been able to keep a dry eye, until now. 

“Awe, kiddo, I don’t know what to say other than, I love you to bits. You may be Jensen’s wife now, but you’ll always be so damn special to me. I will never, ever, not be here for you.” Robbie dropped the game bags and gave Y/N a tight embrace.

“Alright mister, let the girl go. Her and her man have some business to attend to,” Bri said as she tried to pry them apart. “Go, quick, before you get roped into another emotional filled mess!”

Y/N laughed and blew them both a kiss. “I really do love you both. And you both better come and visit us in Austin when we finally move into the new house.”

“Please, like you could stop me. I just hope somewhere in that mansion y’all bought there will be a studio.”

“Of course there will be… and there’s no one I want more in that producer’s chair, than you.”

With one last wave, Y/N took her small wooden box and headed down towards the ocean where Jensen stood, hands in his pockets and looking out over the waves at the reflection of the full moon on the water.

“Ok, let’s go!” Y/N said, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the bungalow.

Once they had the party far in the rearview, and the world was quiet around them, Y/N stopped Jensen from going any further.

“I know you wanted to surprise me with the honeymoon. Which, I cannot wait to go, wherever we’re going. But this… this is my gift to you.” Y/N held out the box with a shaky hand, only able to see his expression because of the bright summer moon.

Jensen didn’t say a word, but gently took the box and held it up so he could see the inscription on the top of the mahganony box. It was a simple “A” carved on the top of the box, which made him smile.

“Open it,” she prompted, and could feel that earlier bout of nerves starting to bubble up.

Jensen found a swing latch and moved the cover off to the side. Again, using the light of the moon, he found what was inside and pulled out a glossy, mahogany guitar pick. He let his finger tips brush along its smooth surface, but paused when he felt more engraving on the back side. He read what was inscribed there and his jaw fell open. His eyes finding hers in the moonlight above.

“Are you serious?” he asked, then swallowed thickly, looking at the pick again. 

Inscribed on the one side, it said “#1 Dad”.

“Are you? I mean, is this for future hope or…?” Jensen stuttered, unsure of what to say, or what it meant.

“Yes, for the future, but also, yes, I’m serious. I found out a week ago… I’m pregnant. And so far, everything is absolutely perfect.” 

“But, the doc said…”

“I know, but he was wrong, because… well, I am,” she laughed. 

This time it was Jensen who couldn’t hold back the emotion that was about to burst from the seams. Still holding the box and the pick, he grabbed her around her waist and lifted her up into a tight embrace. He planted a kiss on her that rivaled the one at their ceremony hours earlier.

“Trix… I just… I didn’t think this could happen!”

“Me either,” she replied, wiping a stray tear from his cheek. “I just hope this doesn’t hurt the plans you made for the honeymoon.” Her mischievous smile made him laugh. 

“No… well… a little. But that’s okay, because holy shit we’re gonna have a baby!!” He spun her around again, then gently put her down before turning towards the ocean. “We are having a BABY!”

From close by a little further down the beach, the familiar sounds of Frank Sinatra were carried on the breeze. “That’s Life”, one of her favorites, began to hit their ears and it couldn’t have been more perfect timing. 

“Married, an amazing honeymoon, a new house, a new adventure together in making music, and now, a new baby…” Jensen mused, unable to wipe the grin from his face. “Baby, you have given me so damn much, how could I ever repay you…”

“Love me, Jensen. And don’t ever stop.”

Jensen carefully put the guitar pick back in the box, closed the lid and placed it back in his pocket. Without warning, he swept her up off her feet and carried her back to the bungalow. Just as they got to the front door, he placed her back on her own feet. He went to open the door, but hesitated for a brief moment.

“I don’t think I could ever stop loving you, even if I tried.”

“You better, because I love you with every bit of me, and so does she.” Y/N rested her hand against the bottom of her belly.

“Her? You know that for sure?”

“No, just a gut instinct,” she said with a smile. “And I know I haven’t trusted my instincts in the past. But because of you, now I can. Because of you, I have hope and faith that anything is possible.”

“I really did fall in love with you that first night.”

Y/N smiled softly, and lovingly caressed the side of his face. “I know, I fell in love with you then, too. It’s why I told you that story about my Dad and Joy to the World. I knew then somewhere deep inside me that somehow, someday, we would be here.”

“It's you and me, Trix. You and me against the world,” he smiled and leaned in to kiss her.

Y/N reached out for his hand and rested it on her slightly swollen belly. “Us… it's us against the world, Hollywood.”

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[ariesbilly]

51. Does what you like to write differ from what you like to read?

Oh absolutely lmao cuz I prefer reading smut. And I’m surely not writing that/I do not enjoy it when I do cuz I think everything is cringe. I try to leave it to the professionals 😂

#my good zone in writing is like…angst I think #i can do fluff too I think but my goth spirit really resonates with the angsty stuff lol #which I also love to read #but like…the smut is my number 1 reading preference and you can really do so much with it emotionally it’s so versatile… #briana answers things

[writercole]

The First Customer

Squares: Free Space @anyfandomaubingo​ // Reporter AU @anyfandomfluffbingo​ // Nurse!Alex Calvert @spnaubingo​ // Bubblegum Bitch @lgbtqbingo​ // Boss' Son @spnfluffbingo​ // Briana Buckmaster @supernatural-jackles​ Tell Me A Story Words: 1284 Warnings: Fluff, empty threats, meddling, betting A/N: Thanks to @fictional-affairs​ for the push to get this done. I know it's been a bit hectic lately but I'm getting back where I need to be and I can confirm that there is plenty more coming!

The opening shift was always one of your favorites. You got there at least thirty minutes early, connected your phone to the sound system, and danced and sang around the cafe while you started brewing the coffees you knew you were going to have to make.

There was Briana, who shuffled in before heading to the news studio. She claimed your coffee beat the studio by miles. Her smile was worth the early morning alone.

Jared was usually right behind her, getting his pick me up for his patrol route. He usually had the day shift five days a week, the six city blocks the cafe sat on was his zone.

But the first customer in every day was Alex. He was a nurse at the local hospital, working twelve hour days six days a week in the pediatric ward. He may have had dark circles under his blue eyes, but his smile was always contagious. 

Today, you were so lost in your music that you didn’t hear the bell over the door chime as Alex walked in. He stood watching you sing along to “Bubblegum Bitch” by Marina. 

“Soda pop, soda pop, baby here I come,” you sang as you spun, shrieking when you saw Alex standing on the other side of the counter, an amused smile dancing on his face.

“Don’t let me interrupt,” he teased, “I was enjoying the show.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you come in,” you told him as you switched to the generic playlist your boss wanted you to play in the store. 

“No, really. It’s okay. I’m off today so it’s no big deal.”

“Oh, this is your first day off in how long? Three months?” you asked as you made his coffee.

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Any big plans for today?” you asked, keeping your head down. “Spending time with the girlfriend?”

“If by girlfriend you mean my apartment that’s somehow become a pigsty, yes,” he chuckled.

“Someone like you is single?” you questioned as you handed him his drink, your eyebrows high on your forehead.

“Someone like me?”

“You know, attractive, kind, makes the world better one child’s smile at a time,” you detailed with a soft smile, tilting your head to the side as you watched his face turn pinker and pinker. “You’re blushing.”

“Am not,” he denied, taking a sip to hide his face. 

"You are, too," Briana called as she walked up to the counter, her blonde hair perfectly styled and a red smirk on her lips. 

"See? Bri agrees with me," you teased as you brewed her latte, giggling at how red his face had gotten.

"You could just admit you two have a crush on each other and do something about it," Briana snarked cheerily.

"What?!" You squeaked at the same time Alex stammered sounds that tried to be a denial but came out more like a car that was having trouble starting.

“Honeys, I’m a journalist. And a damn good one,” she said, “of course I know about your little crushes. Now. Stop pining and just do something already.”

You were stunned as you handed over her drink. She dropped a hefty tip into the jar and shot you a wink before she made her way out of the shop, leaving you and Alex alone again.

“So, you really have a crush on me?” you asked, breaking the tense silence first.

“Uh, maybe. I mean, you really like me?” he rebutted, one hand in his pocket while the other held on to his coffee cup for dear life.

“Maybe. Do you want to take me out to dinner tonight?” you offered slyly, a wide smile on your face when he looked up.

“How’s six?” 

“Six is perfect,” you confirmed as the door opened yet again, your boss strolling in this time.

“Alex, are you harassing my worker?” Misha questioned as he stepped behind the counter.

“Actually she’s the one who asked me out,” Alex replied proudly, grinning from ear to ear.

“Good job, son. Now get out of here. I have a business to run,” Misha told him.

“Sure thing, Dad,” Alex agreed before turning to you again. “See you in twelve-ish hours.” He left you with a wink as he walked out of the door.

You spun around to face Misha who was standing with a smug grin on his face. “All this time and YOU COULDN’T TELL ME THAT ALEX WAS YOUR SON?!” you exclaimed, tossing a bar cloth at him. “You knew I had a crush on him and you couldn’t manage to mention that you were his father?!”

“Whoopsie,” Misha smirked. “It was fun to watch how oblivious the two of you were. Me and Jared even had a bet going on how long it would take for him to ask you out.”

“You bet on your son’s love life?” you sighed exasperatedly, pinching the bridge of your nose at the antics that this man pulled.

“I have to have fun somehow,” he shrugged. “Don’t you want to know who won?”

“Actually, I kind of do,” you conceded, scrunching your nose up.

“I did. Because I knew he’d never be the one to ask first.”

“I heard that, Dad!” Alex called across the cafe.

“Oops? Why are you back here anyway?”

“I, uh, I may have forgotten to get your number,” Alex muttered sheepishly to you, causing Misha to laugh loudly next to you.

“Handles medications for multiple children. Can’t remember to get the number of the person he’s taking out for dinner,” Misha pointed out as he headed to the office.

“Shut up!” you yelled at him before the door closed. You wrote your number down on a napkin and handed it over, watching him fold it carefully into his pocket. “So, that’s your dad, huh?”

“Yeah. Are you mad I didn’t tell you?” he asked.

“No, it explains a lot. But…why didn’t you tell me? I charged you full price for that coffee every morning and you could have gotten it for free.”

“It was worth it to see you every day,” he winked and started backing towards the door. “Six o’clock!”

You sighed happily as you watched him walking down the sidewalk.

“You really didn’t know he was my son?” Misha yelled from the office.

“Nope,” you replied, turning to wipe down the machines.

“So you really charged him full price for the coffees?”

“Yep.”

“Nice,” Misha chuckled. “I can’t believe he didn’t say anything. He must really like you.”

“You think?”

“You’re the first barista I’ve hired that he hasn’t told,” he admitted. 

The chime above the door broke the conversation and Jared came strolling in. You busied yourself with making his drink as he and Misha discussed the bet they made and the impending payout.

“So you’re really going out with Alex?” Jared queried when you handed his drink over.

“Yep,” you confirmed, the venom lacing your voice was not real anger, just something to make Jared think you were upset with him.

“You know we didn’t mean anything by this, right? It was just a fun little bet,” he explained. He fixed you with a puppy dog face that rivaled an actual sad puppy. 

“I swear if the two of you actually interfere, I will poison your coffee every day,” you mumbled through a vicious grin. 

“Duly noted,” Jared said through a chuckle. 

“Now, leave us alone and go do your job. Protect and serve, Officer,” you sassed.

“Yes ma’am. Have fun on your date!” he called as he headed out.

“I definitely will,” you sighed with a smile, waving at the policeman as he stepped outside. Today was not what you expected, in the best way possible.

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[ao3feed-larry]

the love it takes, it's worth it all this time

by hemakeshimstrongx

“Both.” Harry says easily. “The point is it’s a dream, and I can think whatever I want.”

“Your mind is a wonderful place.” Louis tells him, and if Harry wasn’t already head over heels in love with him (head over heels about a billion times over by now) he would’ve plunged right over the cliff between liking and loving the second Louis says that.

[a timestamp fic between 2010 and 2022, told using snippets of harry's house. the album imagined from bottom to top, the moments little flashbacks in film reels. it's about love, and it's about keeping that love alive despite surmounting challenges.]

or: harry and louis' love story told at different points in their history. the soundtrack is harry's house. who he wrote it for was never really a question.

Words: 46463, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: One Direction (Band), Larry Stylinson - Fandom

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, he's only mentioned sorry, Oli Wright, Anne Cox, Lottie Tomlinson, The Tomlinson Family, The Styles Family, that's easier okay, Gemma Styles

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Briana Jungwirth/Louis Tomlinson, (minor but it's mentioned)

Additional Tags: Larry Stylinson Is Real, Established Relationship, Developing Relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, this is self indulgent, Drinking, Underage Drinking, Recreational Drug Use, Break Up, Post-Break Up, Getting Back Together, Flirting, Public Display of Affection, Kissing, bc of course, Louis Tomlinson Calls Harry Styles Pet Names, harry is louis' baby, Harry Styles Wears Louis Tomlinson's Clothes, and, Louis Tomlinson Wears Harry Styles's Clothes, Soft Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, they're tooth rottingly cute, Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, i'm using angst a lot but there is a lot of it, Babygate (One Direction), Closeted Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Album: Harry's House (Harry Styles), Time Skips, this is a time stamp kind of gig, New York City, Los Angeles, London, Louis Tomlinson Takes Care of Harry Styles, No Smut, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Established Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, trying to cover all my bases for once in my stupid little life, pls bear with me, they're saps okay, Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are Saps, Arguing, Making Up, Making Out, Album: Fine Line (Harry Styles), specifically, Song: Watermelon Sugar (Harry Styles), Songwriting, Jamaica, New Year's Eve, Emotional Roller Coaster, Harry Styles Loves Louis Tomlinson, &, Louis Tomlinson Loves Harry Styles

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[dailydoseoflhs]

YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL

PAIRINGS; idol!Heeseung x Y/N

GENRE; Fluff, One-shot, Crack

WARNING; (DELUSIONAL AUTHOR) 😂😂

NOTE; Please assumed that Manifesto in Manila already happened. Y/N's pronouns is SHE/HER. Everything happens here is purely fictional.

WORD COUNT; 2k+

SYNOPSIS: Wherein Y/n attended ENHYPEN's first concert in Manila. At the same time, she will be having her JS Prom on March 30. She came up with a brilliant plan.

Manifesto in Manila is one of the show that will go down in ENHYPEN's history book as they sold all three days of their concert. Initially, the group is suppose to have two-day show in the country but due to high demand, they added one more day.

"Y/N!" Her classmate called out

"What is it, Anika?" Y/N asked

"Well, are you not excited? Like the concert is today!" Juliana said

"What's your plan?" Shuvy asked

"I will ask sir on who is my partner and what dance we are going to perform later. I really can't attend the cotillion practice today." Y/N answered

"Don't worry, we got your back girl!" Noreen assured

"Thank you." Y/N replied

It's Friday and luckily every Friday, their school is only up to 11:50 am. She still have the time to prepare herself.

"What is your outfit of the day?" Briana asked

"Well, just going simple. I will wear a white shirt with double collar then a double breasted preppy skirt with straps then with a red necktie." Y/N replied

"Your shoes?" Shas asked agaid

"Mary Jane shoes with ankle lace socks." Y/N answered

"I can picture you, and you look hot." Mary said

"Gay." Y/N said and her friends laugh with her

The time quickly goes by.

Y/N got home and she is welcome with her mother smiling at her. She can see the excitement on her mother's face.

"Ready for later?" Lei asked

"Of course!" Y/N answered

Y/N goes to her room to change her outfit, she already ate her lunch at the school. She grab her black sling bag, she put everything she will need at the concert.

Though, she really want to buy the royalty ticket, she could not because there's a lot of disadvantages to it.

After changing, she grab her printed banner. 'HEESEUNG BE MY PROM DATE ON MARCH 30!' Is what written on her banner. Another banner of her is 'ENHYPEN please watch my graduation!'.

She laugh at her banner, she already know that there is a small chance of them noticing her but she will not lose anything when trying.

"I'm done! Let's go now." Y/N said

She and her mother boards the car, she play the setlist for later. Y/N's excitement is written all over her face. No one can ever top her excitement.

Arriving at the venue, MOA Arena. She waits for her companion to arrive. They agreed to meet up in IKEA.

But before that, she falls in line for her ENGENE membership gift!

"Membership number and ID, please." The staff said

Y/N brings her digital membership code and her ID. She presents it to the staff and the staff give her the present.

Y/N let out a squeal as she got her bias, Lee Heeseung. Another worry off of her shoulder, she will now not worry about trading photocard with others.

"There you are!" Y/N said

"Hi! I'm so excited girl!" Elisha exclaimed

"Me too!" Y/N agreed

The two friends goes around the vicinity to collect freebies while waiting for the showtime.

Y/N shows the banner to Elisha making both of them to laugh. She knew that she will have the smallest chance but chance is a chance.

Oh, how she wish someone is videoing her on how much pure happiness she is displaying. She is curing her inner-child that adores concert and musics.

The two got in into the venue and find their seats. They got the VIP Seated, section 220. The section is a great choice as it is near the extended stage and can see the main stage clearly.

"THIS IS FOR REAL!" Elisha screamed

"I KNOW RIGHT!" Y/N agreed

The two takes pictures and selfies together. Of course, she brought some names with her and pictures it. She sends it to the people.

Not long after, the concert starts. The VCR is showing and fans are screaming at the top of their lungs as if there is no tomorrow.

Y/N and Elisha are also screaming, they would not miss this opportunity to scream like this is their last day on Earth.

ENHYPEN shows up on the stage and cheers erupts more louder than earlier.

Given-Taken, the first show on the setlist. The debut song of ENHYPEN.

Y/N did not notice but her eyes let out a tear, she don't know what kind of tear though. She have been supporting the boys since I-Land days and now she is witnessing them live not via her phone.

It's a dream come true for her.

It feels like home. Scratch that, she is home. Home where she belongs. The same feeling when she saw BTS, SVT and TXT live on stage for the first time.

She knew it was only a parasocial relationship. It's just idols doing their jobs. But something in BTS,SVT, TXT, and ENHYPEN feels different, it's like they are returning their fans' feelings. They are just different from different idols.

This is what home feels like.

Ment, they are doing a ment. Heeseung already comes back to the stage along with the other members.

"Psst, raise your banner. Heeseung is looking this way." The person behind her said

"Okay." Y/N said

Y/N raised her banner and Heeseung notices it.

"Heeseung be my prom date on March 30." Heeseung read out loud on the microphone.

"Oh! We can be your bodyguards!" Sunghoon said

Sunoo and Jay agreed with Sunghoon.

"Of course, I can be your prom date~" Heeseung replied with a killer wink and smile.

Y/N almost fainted on her seat, she got that on video too.

"Girl, you got yourself a date!" Elisha exclaimed

"I know...." Y/N said registering the interaction she had with her bias since I-Land.

Everyone in her section and row congratulates her for winning a life.

[ @/heesmoon ]

I won the life. I'm going to the prom with a date! *Insert video of Heeseung and her interaction.* *Insert the banner picture.*

Not even a solid fifteen minutes, the tweet reaches 2k likes on twitter. The reply section always makes her laugh,

Y/N put her phone back in her bag and continue watching the concert. She will sleep tonight, smiling, giggling, kicking her feet as she had an interaction with her bias. Typical fan behavior.

Y/N raised her another banner and this time the three other members are back then starts recording. It's Jungwon who noticed it.

"Hyung! The same girl is asking if we can attend her graduation." Jungwon said in Korean and let the translator translate it.

"ENHYPEN please watch my graduation." Ni-Ki read out loud

"Congrats on your graduation." Sunoo congratulated

"Tell us the details later." Jake said

Y/N officially died on her seat, just kidding. She posted it on twitter and again her tweet got to 2k likes fast than ever.

"How come you are still alive after that?" The girl on her left asked

"I don't know too, maybe because I still have a prom to attend and a graduation to attend too...." Y/N joked

The concert has come to an end. Y/N cried her eyes out when SHOUT OUT was being performed. And it goes the same to Elisha, the tow comfort each other in a hug. They successfully finished the concert without any problems at all.

They also collected confettis and Elisha got to bring a signed ball home from Jay.

[ Umabot sa Generic Ad yung bato ni Jay, charot HAHAHAHAHAH. ]

"Ms? Are you the one with the banner?" A staff asked

"Yes." Y/N replied

"Follow me." The staff said

"Oh...Okay." Y/N agreed

Y/N bid Elisha goodbye as they part ways. Y/N follows the staff and her heart is beating very fast as if it wants to go out of her chest.

Y/N wipes her happy tears away, she still cannot go over the fact that she witnessed ENHYPEN live even just for one day.

"Wait here." The staff said

Y/N bury her face on her palms.

"Hello." Happee Sy greeted

"OMG! Inang, hello po! Thank you for bring ENHYPEN to the Philippines and for being the best concert organizer in the Philippines." Y/N thanked

"Aw, I know the feels, girl. That is why we deserve this." Happee Sy stated

"What's your name?" Happee Sy asked

"Y/N L/N" Y/N answered

"Well, Y/N today is your lucky day. Heeseung didn't sing Polaroid love to you but you got him to agree to be your prom date." Happee Sy stated

"Thank you. Did Winter and London already went off? I really want to see them." Y/N said

"Yes, there's always next time." Happee Sy sadly replied.

Happee Sy is now following Y/N both personal and fan accounts in twitter. Then the organizer went off as she have two more days to worry about.

"This way, Ms. Y/N." The staff said as he gesture her to go inside the room. Y/N gulped hard, never in her entire life she gulped this hard.

Y/N lucky her, she studied Korean thanks to her aunt who sponsored her Korean lessons. She goes inside to see ENHYPEN standing there, smiling at her.

Her knees almost gives up, she almost melt on the floor.

"1! 2! Connect!" Jungwon said

"Hello we are ENHYPEN!" The rest followed

Never in her life, she thought if seeing ENHYPEN this close.

"H-hi..." Y/N greeted

She really want to dig a hole and hide in it forever after stuttering in front of her idols.

"It's okay! We get that you are nervous and shy." Jake assured

"Thank you." Y/N replied

"Do you speak Korean?" Heeseung asked

"Yes, I took Korean lessons." Y/N answered

The boys let out a breath of relief that they didn't knew they were holding back.

"Congratulations on your graduatiobn! Can you tell us about more of it and the details?" Jay asked

"Of course! On June 30 will be my graduation. You can watch it on youtube live or facebook live or watch it in person." Y/N said

"But what is the school name?" Sunoo asked

"FEU Alabang or Far Eastern University Alabang." Y/N answered

"How about your prom?" Heeseung brought up

"March 30 in Okada Manila at 7pm." Y/N replied

"I can't wait for it!" Ni-Ki exclaimed

"Our first official non-idol friend excluding our friends in Korea." Sunghoon said

Y/N smile at the statement at least they call her their friend.

"Your name is Y/N L/N, right?" Heeseung said

"Yep, that's my name." Y/N confirmed

The group exchanged numbers and social media accounts with Y/N to keep contact with her. After all, she is their new friend now.

Y/N got back to their house, change into her home attire. She flops onto her bed and opens twitter.

She saw her notification, she is blowing up in twitter. A lot of people mentions her saying how lcuky she is to be noticed by ENHYPEN.

Luckily, when the staff picked her up to meet ENHYPEN. It's only Elisha who knew about it.

Y/N told her family and shows the proof, nonetheless her family is veru supportive.

[ Kabaliktaran sa akin eh :( ]

She got added into a group chat named En-friend, it was only them seven and her in the kakaotalk group.

They talked, it was a blooming friendship. A friendship that could last a life time.

March quickly arrived as if it could not wait for the prom.

Y/N opens her kakaotalk to see the guys spamming her.

[ Jungleader: Y/N-ah! Heeseung hyung is on the way there. ]

Y/N is confused. Why is he on the way here? Is he really bringing her to the prom?

[ N/Nthebeauty: What why? Are you serious? @/Heeace? ]

[ Sungvisual: Check dispatch, their live covering his arrival at Incheon. ]

Y/N waste no time but to check the youtube of said network.

They are live, waiting for Heeseung's arrival at the airport. She look at the comment section.

[ user: I wonder where he is going? ]

[ user: Maybe Belift gave them vacation and Hee is going to his vacation. ]

Y/N smile at to her phone, it gives her butterflies knowing the fact that her bias is giving his best.

Meanwhile, at the airport. Heeseung arrived at the airport private entrance not wanting to be mobbed again by medias and fans.

"Why are you doung this? Heeseung?" Sejin asked

"I'm doing this because..." Heeseung knows his answer but he don't know how will his manager react.

"Because you like her?" Sejin continued

"Do you believe in love at first sight, hyung?" Heeseung asked

"Of course, I do. That is why some BTS members are dating someone now." Sejin answered

"Then count me in. Her aura attracted me despite the crowd my eyes could not get off of her. Like she have this magnetic force." Heeseung said

"You are a grown up, you know what to do and what not to do." Sejin assured

"Did you know her bias since I-Land is me. She said that she have been loyal fan of mine. She isn't afraid of telling the truth to me, to us." Heeseung stated

"I can see sincerity and admirstion in her eyes when she talked to you guys back in Febuary." Sejin said

"Let's go, your princess is waiting." Sejin added

Heeseung almost choke on his own salive. He stands up following his Sejin hyung to the check-in counter.

To the medias and fans dismay, Heeseung did not showed up at the airport. They thought that Heeseung already flew somewhere.

[ user: Aw man! I really want to see Heeseung. ]

After awhile, the plane starts to let the passangers board. Heeseung and his team boards the first-class.

He could not wait seeing Y/N. The alone time he only get with Y/N is when the other members are inactive or when the other members could not join their daily video chat.

At the L/N's house, the family prepares different kinds of Filipino dish while Y/N just stare at her phone waiting for Heeseung to contact her.

[ Heeace: Y/Nnie, I'm at the plane now. ]

[ N/Nthebeauty: Thank God, I thought you disappeared! ]

[ Ni-Kithegiant: Noona was very concern of you. She started to spam every one of us asking about you. ]

[ SUNshine: Can vouch for that. ]

Y/N closes her phone as she shakes her head in denial of what the others are saying.

Her phone rings, she look at it. Heeseung is inviting her to a video call and of course she accpeted it.

"Hee! You should rest while in the plane." Y/N scolded

"I'm sorry. But I really wanted to see you!" Heeseung defended himself

"Stop acting like you are not going here and see me." Y/N said

Heeseung chuckles at Y/N's actions and words.

"Y/N, I will be sleeping there. I think your parents already know and my team will be staying at the Okada." Heeseung informed

"Yeah, I know. My family already cooked a lot of Filipino dish for you." Y/N said

"Tell them I said Thank you." Heeseung replied

Hearing her voice and her laugh always brings Heeseung happiness. It always brighten up his day.

Later on, Heeseung and his team arrived at the NAIA Terminal 1. They board the provided black van for them.

"Let's drop Heeseung first and then we settle in." Sejin said

"Okay." Heeseung agreed

Y/N who is resting on her bed hears her mother shouting her name.

"Y/N your beloved guest is here!" Her mother shouted

Y/N sprinted to the living room to see Heeseung in his iconic Thisisneverthat black shit and black cargo pants with his black combat boots.

Heeseung smile at the scene as he see Y/N. The boy make the first move, he hugs her. She was frozen first but returned the hug later on.

"Lovebirds these days." Her father, Jaime said

"Let them be!" Her mother, Lei scolded

Heeseung and Y/N let go of the hug, both have their cheeks in bright red.

"Heeseung-ah, your room is beside Y/N's room. After that, you eat with us." Her mother informed

"Okay, Ms?" Heeseung is confused what to call Y/N's mother.

"Call me auntie." Her mother said

"Thank you, auntie." Heeseung replied

Heeseung brings his stuffs with him and follows Y/N to his bedroom. She opens the door for him revealing his tidy space for the month.

"Can I see your room?" Heeseung asked

"Sure but after you unpack and eat with my parents." Y/N replied

Heeseung unpacks his things with the help of Y/N, he could not help but notice the cute habit of Y/N making sure everything is perfect.

"Thank you for helping me, love." Heeseung said

Y/N cheeks turns red as she heard her nickname, the sight of Y/N blushing make Heeseung smirk.

March 30 came so fast. The two are in Okada. Thanks to Heeseung, Y/N got a whole glam team dedicated to her.

Her silver off-shoulder with strap gown is laid down on the bed. Of course, Heeseung hand-picked his own suit to wear. His black suite and silver tie goes along with her gown.

The hair team curled Y/N's hair and put some flower clips on her hair. While the make-up team decided to go for little make up as Y/N is already beautiful.

The time quickly went by and Y/N is already in her attire, same goes for Heeseung.

Heeseung waits for Y/N to go out of her room to go together at the venue. The door clicked open revealing Y/N in gown.

Heeseung's mouth is wide open, he quickly collected himself.

"You look stunning as ever, love." Heeseung complimented

"I can say the same for you, Hee." Y/N returned

She got use of Heeseung calling her love. She told the other members about it and at the end she got scolded by them.

The two arrived at the venue, all jaws went to the floor not because of Y/N but because of Heeseung.

They all thought Y/N was being delusional but she was not. She did really bring Heeseung as her date.

The program went on and now its time for their cotillion. Heeseung and Y/N practiced it together.

The song choses was Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey.

Y/N's right hand intertwined with Heeseung's while his left hand is on her waist and her left hand on his shoulder.

While dancing, Heeseung comed up with a brilliant plan. That is to confess to Y/N right now.

"Y/N, I want to tell you something." Heeseung said

"What is it?" Y/N asked

"I-I liked you since I laid my eyes on you. Scratch that, I fell in love with you since the day I met you. It was love at first sight. I know this is way too fast paced but I couldn't wait." Heeseung confessed

Y/N was speechless, her bias confessed to her right now.

"Hee, I feel the same too. But I love you longer than you love me." Y/N replied

Heeseung kissed Y/N on the lips as the music plays. The two pulls away after a solid 2 minutes kiss.

"Will you still love me when I'm no longer Young and beautiful~" Y/N sings along

Heeseung smile at Y/N knowing the fact that he will love her, every version of her in every universe out there.

"I will, my love. I will." Heeseung assured

After 3 months, its already her graduation. Heeseung told everyone he knows about his relationship and same goes to Y/N.

The ENHYPEN members decided to fly to the Philippines and witness her graduation in person.

Y/N spots them among the crowd because they are attracting the crowd itself.

Heeseung open his arms for her and Y/N run in for a hug. The two hug each other as if they are not in public.

They just did not care and Heeseung already planned everything out from the present to the future.

The members congratulate Y/N and treated her with a nice meal.

She was thankful for that one person who encouraged her to raise her banner up. Because without them, she will not in this place.

#heeseung x reader #heeseung #lee heeseung #enhypen fluff #heeseung fluff #oneshot #heeseung x yn #heeseung x you #Spotify #enhypen fanfiction

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[NO PICTURE TODAY, TOO BUSY :P]

I'm horrible at coming up with random names, so don't shit on me!!

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Ship: Nogla x Brock & Jon

Top(s): Brock & Jon

Bottom: Nogla

AU: /

Setting: /

Type: Fluff

Warning ⚠️: The chapter that you're about to read contains swearing, slightly dark humor, mention of pedophilia and other mentions or situations that may disturb, trigger or offend the viewer. Reader's discretion is advised.

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Third pov -

"Brock, I'm really fucking struggling right now."

Jon's voice was quick and urgent, static slightly sifting through his end and his voice was a little muffled due to his hand presumably being pressed up against the speaking end on his phone.

More signs of an obvious struggle.

"Jon- ugh, I'm kind of busy right now. What do you want?" Brock sighed, trying not to sound as frustrated as he was.

Jon had called him in the middle of putting Briana to sleep—and though he thought the name was stupid at first, having been named after one of his friends, it was a pretty cute name so he stuck with it— and how she was wide awake again from the sound of the ringtone that had blasted throughout the previously quiet room.

And hell, Brock was just about to get to bed.

"Sorry man, just- how exactly do ya put a fussy baby to bed even after you fed her, burped her, changed her diaper and even sang her a crappy lullaby? All while having a clingy toddler hanging on your leg?"

Brock froze, rather unamused as he gently nudged Briana back down into her bed. He was lucky his other child, Damien—that he refused to name after Brian again and give him the satisfaction— hadn't woken up yet. Brock was extra-lucky that he was a deep sleeper.

"You called me up, at ten at night, to ask me how to put your kids to sleep? After you just woke one of mine up by calling me?" He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Brock would happily curse Jon out right now, but his daughter was still watching him with curious eyes, and he didn't want to explain to her what the word 'dickface' meant.

"Shit, sorry dude. But I really need your help. You've done this longer than I have." Jon laughed sheepishly, though he didn't sound so apologetic.

"Wait- no don't touch that!" Brock sighed at the sound of something crashing on Jon's end, before a high pitched cry of a child followed after.

"Why are you crying? It didn't even hit you!" Jon exclaimed in disbelief. Brock would've laughed on any other occasion, but he knew the struggle. He knew how hard it was to deal with kids.

He felt sympathy for his friend. And he was tempted enough to go over to his house and help him. They had all moved pretty close to eachother to make vlogging and recoding with timezones more convenient, so they were all in driving distance.

Brock would have drove down to Jon's to help, but it was late at night and he knew that Briana would probably wake up again to nobody home. He didn't want to chance it.

"Dude, listen. Did you try tucking her in?" He finally asked, breaking the impatient bickering Jon was having with his daughter.

"Yes! I tried everything Brock! Sarah and Lilly won't go to sleep! It's killing me!" He exaggerated, groaning into the phone in defeat.

"Well what do you usually do that works?" Brock asked, carding his hands through Briana's hair to push her to sleep faster. And from the slight droop in her eyes, it was working.

"Who said anything ever works? I usually just run around with them all night arguing until they finally get exhausted and give in." He admitted, hissing slightly and muttering a small 'bad'.

He must've been bit. Jon's kids were always biters. Wasn't really a surprise considering who their father was.

Brock could still hear sniffling and whining through the phone, and it was starting to give him a migraine. He loved kids sure, but they had that draining effect on people.

"Okay, how about this. I have a really important appointment tomorrow. It helps single parents learn to raise kids properly. If you can manage tonight, then I can let you come with me in the morning. Sound good?" He asked, rather ready to just hang up and have Jon deal with it himself. But Brock wasn't that cruel.

"That...actually sounds nice, yeah. What is it?" Jon asked, sounding interested as he ignored his daughter's cries of wanting to play.

"It's like a class for adults. I haven't had the chance to go yet because I wasn't sure. But lately it's been getting harder so I decided to test it out tomorrow. I'm not even sure if it'll work or help at all, but it beats trying to cluelessly doing it all by myself." Brock mumbled, slowly retracting his hand as he heard Briana's little snores.

"Hmm...fuck- ok. I'll try to put them to bed. But- what about the kids? Don't we need a babysitter?" Jon asked, the whining of his kids seeming to simmer down a bit. Which was a huge relief for Brock's ears.

"Crap...I didn't think about that. Just- we'll figure it out tomorrow okay? The classes start a few hours after school starts, so we'll have a bit of time to hire a last minute nanny or something." He huffed, leaning back in his armchair as he ran a hand over his face.

Babysitter? Why didn't he think of that? It's just another problem in his way. He can hardly record with his kids constantly at his hip. He didn't mind, but he couldn't really do much with them always around when he was working. It was so much easier when Lauren was around.

He supposed Jon feels the same way about Liz.

"Sure. It's not the best option, but it's better than what we already have." Jon sighed, murmuring a few quiet curses on his end.

Brock didn't really blame him. The whole thing was a pain in the ass.

"Alright. I'll see you in the morning. Meet me by the school entrance after you drop your kids off." He then said, voice audibly tired.

"Yeah man. See you tomorrow. Goodnight." Brock replied. And with a goodnight in return from Jon, the two hung up.

Brock hunched in his chair, almost tired enough to just fall asleep right there. Almost. But he knew it would hurt like a bitch in the morning, so he forced himself up to head to his own room.

The hallway was quiet and dark. Something he still wasn't entirely used to. He stepped into his room, peeling off his shirt and pants to toss them in the hamper.

He sat down on his bed. His empty, cold bed.

It had been only a month since Lauren left him. Reasons unknown because she was too nervous to tell him. He was sure it was because she fell out of love with him. He couldn't blame her. After a good few years, the spark between them had died. Living with her was just like living with a close friend that you kissed every now and then.

Lauren is a nice woman, so he didn't blame her for leaving. In all honesty, if he wasn't a coward, he would've broke off the marriage ages ago. It wasn't that he didn't like her anymore. But there was clearly no more family love in the house other than for their children.

Which, kinda was the deal breaker for him, because though Lauren took care of the children when he would record, she never really loved them like he did. She took care of them, fed them, bathed them. But she never cared for them with the same love that Brock did. Never kissed them goodnight or read them bedtime stories.

He guesses it was because the unlove she was feeling for him, was rubbing off into the kids. To her, they were just another part of Brock. Another part of their broken relationship. A lie.

He didn't mind when she asked for divorce. He didn't even mind when she packed all her stuff and moved out. But he did mind, when she wanted no part custody of the kids.

What would they do without a mother? How was he ever supposed to explain that she didn't love him anymore without making them think it was their fault that she left?

He was glad they hadn't asked any questions about that yet. Briana seeing to just go with it, and Damien being too young to even understand.

Brock sighed, scrubbing his hands over his face. He lied back in bed, staring up at the grey ceiling as he pulled the blankets over his body.

They still smelled like honey and lavender. Like Lauren.

Fuck, he needed to buy new blankets.

***

 

"Wow, you must've been really tired." Brock snorted, watching as Jon drank his third cup of coffee. Not so carefully adding more red bull into it as if it was a secondary creamer.

"Bro, you don't even know. I love those kids but it's like hell with them." He huffed, shaking his head and taking a big gulp as he quickly scrolled through his phone.

For Jon, he had gone only a few weeks without Liz. She wanted to focus on herself, feeling as if she had nose-dived too early into creating a family. She wanted to get out, to see the world.

Jon thought it was a load of bullshit, but they were still friends. So he could just curse her out all he wanted. She didn't mind. She would just curse him right back, then the two would continue on being friends like nothing happened.

What was her logic? She wanted a life with him, so she got it. But now all of a sudden she wanted to get out and travel the fucking world? What was there to see? Skyscrapers and shitty landmarks? Jon didn't understand. But it was her decision, and he respected it. Even if he thought it was the stupidest thing he's ever heard.

The least she could've done was to take the kids every weekend or something. But nooo, she had to have all the alone time she wanted, he thought.

Jon knew he was taking it all a bit personally. Brock seemed fine on his own. A little stressed, but fine overall. He supposed that he should be the same, but he couldn't help but feel as if Liz abandoned them.

"You okay? You're dozing off again." Brock asked, drumming his fingers on the table to snap Jon out of his daze.

"Yeah, yeah. Just...there's no babysitters that look trusting enough." He used as an excuse, shifting his phone over to let Brock see his phone screen.

He scrolled through multiple babysitter profiles, none of which caught either of their eyes.

"They all look like Karen's, or pedos." Jon hissed, drawing a short laugh from the other.

"Not so loud, we're in a coffee shop." He reminded him. Jon glanced up, seeing a few eyes on them in annoyance.

He smiled apologetically, before dropping all his focus back down to his phone.

"I dunno Brock. I'm not so sure if I can trust a random stranger with our kids. We don't know what kind of people are on this." He said, gesturing to his phone with his other hand.

Brock hummed, taking the device from Jon's hands and looking himself as the latter took the chance to sip from his coffee.

"Well what about this guy?" He asked, pointing to a profile picture with a middle aged looking, scruffy man.

"No. I'm not letting a man babysit my daughter." He stated firmly. Brock shrugged, scrolling down a bit more before he stopped again.

"How about her-"

"She's too old. She won't be able to handle all four of them." He interrupted. Brock narrows his eyes at Jon, watching as the man glared down at his cup. A small sneer on his face.

"Okay..." He said, suspicious of Jon's suddenly firm attitude about this. But he continued on.

"Uh...well there's this woman. She's twenty three, willing to sit for cheap. She even has experience in working at a daycare." He offered. At that, Jon leaned over, swirling the cup in his hands as Brock tapped into her profile.

He went through her files, looking at a few of the ratings. Brock thought she was pretty decent. She just might be perfect to-

"No. She's too young. And she looks like the type to lock the kids in a room and invite her boyfriend over or something." Jon decided, turning away from the phone once more with more interest in his coffee.

Great.

Brock heaved a sigh, rolling his eyes.

"Jon, this isn't gonna work if you don't just pick someone. We can't sit here all day, we only have twenty minutes until the class starts." He huffed, setting the phone down onto the table.

Jon didn't respond, averting his gaze as he sipped on his coffee with a small pout. If Brock didn't know any better, he'd think that Jon was the child in all of this.

"Okay, what's your deal." He demanded for an awnser, leaning his elbow on the table as he looked over to his friend. Jon refused to speak again, but after a solid minute, he gave in.

"I don't even trust myself with my own kids. How am I gonna trust a stranger?" He asked, finally setting his mug down as he looked over to Brock.

The man stared back at his friend, pursing his lips in thought.

To be frank, he had wandered over the same thoughts. Sticking his kids with some rando and going on about his day was weird without worrying at least a little bit. Brock—just like Jon— had never left his kids with anyone else but his ex-wife. And worrying about the kids was a major step in moving on.

Not just moving on from Lauren, but moving on with his life. He had to try, but he couldn't always be by his son's and daughter's side to take care of them. He had a job, he had to pay bills, he had to run errands. And none of that was easy with two kids on his hip.

He felt for all the single parents in the world, because it was difficult. And he knew Jon was going through much worse, because he had babies.

But every now and then, they'd have to take a big leap. And if that meant leaving their kids with some random person while they took classes to raise them better, then so be it.

"Jon, I know. Okay? I understand what you're going through and how much you care about your kids. Same as me man. But if we're gonna get any better at this, we have to take those classes. Meaning, we need a babysitter." Brock reasoned, watching the gears in Jon's head turn.

He was back to staring down at his coffee, barely having even touched his breakfast. Brock didn't have much of an appetite either, but he was starving.

"Eat your food idiot." He mumbled, sliding Jon's plate to the edge of the table. The latter didn't respond, but obliged as he began to take small bites of his waffles. Mainly just eating the fruit and whipped cream that sat atop, but at least he was eating something.

"Can we ask one of our friends?" Jon finally asked, turning his phone off and setting it back into his pocket.

"What?" Brock asked, slightly taken aback.

"Our friends. Can't we ask one of them?" Jon repeated, looking up. Brock didn't say a word, his mouth left hanging open slightly as he stared at Jon.

The taller sighed, setting his fork down.

"You haven't even thought about that, have you." He raised a brow. Though, it was more an observation considering Brock's reaction.

"Crap I didn't even think that was an option." He groaned, thudding his head against the table as Jon laughed.

"I honestly don't blame you. I trust them more than a stranger, but I'm not sure if any of them has experience with kids." Jon shrugged, finally taking a bite of his waffles.

"True. But we could try. We just need to figure out who's worthy enough." Brock nodded, leaning back into the booth.

It was pretty early to be up. Even for him, seeing as he usually falls back to sleep after dropping his kids off at school. But the sun felt nice and warm along with the breezy chill of the morning. He quite liked it.

He mentally noted to start getting up earlier from now on.

"Not Evan. He doesn't know jack-shit about kids. I'm not even sure he likes them. Brian's a no. He and Lanai would probably do good, but I feel like Brian would try to teach them slurs." Jon started to list off, tapping his fork against his plate.

Which was very annoying, but Brock decided to cut him some slack.

"Or treat them like dogs." He added on, causing the two of them to laugh.

"Oh, he'd absolutely do that." Jon nodded in agreement. Brock hummed, mentally shuffling through the rest of his friends.

"Not Marcel. He's great with kids, but I don't want his ADHD to kick in and have him forgetting things. Scotty would be nice, but him and Chrissy are more like children than our own. Tyler is already a no, because he'd probably take them out and spoil them and have them turn against us. Lui is already a no, because of the allegations- no I'm just kidding." Brock quickly said with a wheeze, causing Jon to burst out cackling at the last part.

People were starting to stare, and Brock didn't really blame them.

"No, but he's cool. I just don't want him giving the kids candy, because I know he will. And he's been busy lately, so I don't wanna bother him too much." Brock finished out his thoughts.

Jon was too busy still coming down from his fit, wiping literal tears from his eyes.

"Okay, okay...ah, shit. Dude that was funny. But that only leaves Anthony, David and Cody." Jon sighed, recomposing himself so they could get back to the problem at hand.

Brock hummed in thought, rubbing his chin as he twiddled his thumbs.

Anthony was a great caretaker. If Chester and Bruce were anything to go by. He was great at watching out for any allergies and great at keeping his dogs occupied. But then again, the kids were more energetic, and Brock highly doubted Anthony had the patience for them.

Cody was a great choice. If Brock hadn't already considered it. Cody was cool, but he had so many damn cats. Those cats were his life, and one of the kids might actually hurt them. Jon's daughters, most likely, with all the biting. And Cody might get mad, and then the kids would get sad for being yelled at, and crying was a hard thing to stop a child from doing.

Now David...Brock hadn't really thought about that. In all honesty, he didn't think he'd need to go through all the pros and cons, because David was...well, David.

He was childlike himself, and energetic if he was in the right mood. Which...was probably good for the kids...to be honest.

But then again, David was dumb. Respectfully. He might lose the kids, or forget about them.

But he also had a kid of his own...and she seemed pretty great. She was like him. Obnoxious, unfiltered and outgoing. But also calm and relaxed when she needed to be.

He was even great when he played with Conner on Fortnite. He watched his language better than Tyler, Brian, and even Marcel.

And if anything, David had been doing this longer than both Jon and Brock. Aliyah had left him five months ago, having found her sexuality.

Brock didn't know much, other than she had been with him because she thought she loved him. She did love him, just not like how she thought she did. Only a month before they were gonna get engaged, she came out as gay, and David had supported her all the way.

She had gotten a new girlfriend that didn't want anything to do with David's daughter, so he kept full custody. But Aliyah still came around from time to time to hangout with the two.

Other than that, that's all Brock and the rest of them knew. David hadn't told them anything else. He seemed pretty cool about the whole thing, so that was all the reassurance they needed to not keep bothering him and asking if he was okay.

Actually, he probably took it the best out of all three of them. While Brock and Jon had been down in the dumps for a little, David had seemed completely fine.

Regardless of any of that, David raised Cathy pretty good. She was a kind, curious little girl. A little too curious and asking weird questions just as her father did at times, but she was alright.

"Ugh...I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but David seems like the most responsible for this." Brock said, finally making up his mind.

Jon started at him for a few seconds, mouth full of food. He narrowed his eyes. Trying to see if Brock was playing or not. But he wasn't. He was completely serious.

"Reasons being?" He asked through a muffled mouth, wiping away the jam that stuck on the corner of his lip.

"Well, take Catherine for example. She's smart, kind, surprisingly calm and collected when asked the first time, and she's respectful. David did that all by himself, and I know he only has one kid, but don't you think it would be great for our kids to spend some time with him? Just for this one day to see how it goes." Brock explained, spreading his arms out with the offer.

Jon stared at him, thinking it though thoroughly.

"If it doesn't go the way we planned, then we can always find another babysitter for next time. But for now, he's the best we got." He continued.

That seemed to be the breaker for it, because Jon sighed and nodded his head.

"Fine. But if he fucks up my kids, I'm blaming you." He said with an accusing finger pointed in the other man's direction.

Brock sighed, finally happy that this was all settled.

"Sure thing. I'll take full responsibility." He said, crossing a hand over his heart. Jon rolled his eyes, but smiled anyways.

***

"So we thought you would be the perfect fit for it...that is, if ya can." Jon finished, glancing over at Brock. Who—despite saying he'll take full responsibility— hadn't said a single word other than 'hi' since David opened the door.

The Irishman stared at them, looking between a mix of surprise and confusion with his mouth slightly hanging open.

He was fully dressed and looked rather awake. Meaning he had been up since he dropped Catherine at school. Which was a sort of surprise to see him still up and not exhausted.

Probably one of the upside's of only having one kid.

"Yo-...ye want me ta babysit?" He finally asked. They had been his only words spoken since the two came knocking at his door. He hadn't even been able to greet them before Jon started to spout all their problems and plans.

Even going as far as repeating the joke Brock had made this morning about Lui. Which had been funny, but he was so confused that it was hard to process anything.

"Yes. That's exactly what we're asking for." Brock finally said, getting a small side eye from Jon.

David pursed his lips, looking down into the cup for tea he had been holding. It was probably cold by now.

"Lads, listen. Y'know I would say yes any day and any time but...are ye sure?" He asked, raising a brow at them. The question took them by surprise.

"What do you mean?" Jon asked, frowning a bit.

"Well, ye guys don't usually trust me with big responsibilities. Which- makes sense, considering I'm me. But kids? I mean, I'm great with kids, but your kids? You're trusting me with kids? All five, including mine? At once? Seems like a big responsibility for ole Nogla, no?" He asked, taking a small sip of his tea. Yup, definitely cold.

"Aww, now you're just being all smug and petty." Jon pouted, setting his hands on his hips. David smiled at that, narrowing his eyes.

"Nu-uh." He simply said. He was waiting for them to cave in. To admit they needed his help.

Which, they were desperate enough to do, but they'd have to murder him multiple times in game to get straight with him.

"Ugh, David we need you. We don't know how to raise our kids properly and we need to take these classes. Will you please babysit our kids. I'll even pay if that's what you want." Brock groaned, stepping forward and leaning an arm against the door and as he looked down at David pleadingly.

The Irishman simply took another sip, remaining eye contact as he smiled up at the other.

"Nope. That's all I needed. Just call the school and have t'em know I'll be picking up the kids. Call me when your classes are over." He said, pressing his fingers to Brock's chest to push him away gently, before closing the door as if nothing happened.

Jon and Brock stood there in confusion, blinking at the closed door.

"Well that was easier than I thought." Jon cracked a smile, chuckling lightly as Brock grumbled at him.

"He took my pride." He mumbled, though it was mostly a joke... mostly.

"Hey, it's for the kids!" Jon smiled, patting him in the back reassuringly as they headed down the steps.

"Yeah, yeah. For the damn kids." Brock huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

***

"And now, we're gonna do a simple practice for those of you with newborn babies, or smaller babies. We're gonna show you exactly how to wrap up your child in this blanket. Like a baby burrito!" The woman said enthusiastically.

She had been speaking like this the whole time. Almost as if they were the children, or if she was the child herself. Maybe she used to be a kindergarten teacher.

Regardless of why she was speaking so happily, Brock and Jon were doing nothing but worrying. Well, mostly Brock.

They had been in this class for adults, for over three hours. Most of which had been practicing on how to properly speak to a child. The guys didn't understand it, they already knew how to talk to their kids. This was stupid.

However, there had been some things they learned. Like how not to raise your voice even if the child was talking back. Or how not to reward bad behavior.

Admittedly or not, there had been a lot of good tips they learned so far.

But it would be much easier to pay attention, if they weren't worrying about their kids so much.

School should have ended three hours ago, so they were fixed on wether David would be able to do this or not.

They hadn't really thought about it when he asked them specifically why they trusted him. But now they understood his hesitancy.

David was going to be watching all five kids, by himself, until these classes were over.

And before this all, the two fathers didn't think it would be a problem for their friend. He was a father himself, so he should know what he was doing. Brock had even thought the classes would be short, so they didn't have to worry too much about leaving the kids for too long.

But supposedly, due to more parents coming in, the lady the taught the adults, said that the class would go on for the whole day. Just to make sure- and in her words, 'so that parents would be able to go back home and know the basics on how to properly raise a child'.

And Brock was usually good at keeping his chill. He could keep his cool. Years of being with his friends taught him how.

But this was unbearable.

He kept glancing up at the clock, kept bouncing his knee. He was starting to gain some attention each time he tapped his pencil on the desk. And not the good kind of attention like the kind they got when stepping through and all those milf's looked at them seductively. But the kind of attention that was either annoyed by your anxiousness, or concerned.

Jon was on the concerned side.

"Yo, you good?" He whispered, flickering his eyes between Brock and the teacher. They were allowed to be seated wherever, and right now Brock was very grateful for that.

"Yeah just...I'm worried. Really worried." He admitted, keeping his eyes on the teacher to redirect his gaze from Jon's. Because one look at him, and Jon would know how scared he was.

He trusted David. He really did. But these were his kids. The only thing he had left besides his friends. He couldn't help but worry.

"Me too man- but, listen. This is David we're talking about. He knows what he's doing. I trust him. And I have a feeling that you do too." Jon said, lowering his voice even more so they didn't get caught.

Brock clentched his jaw, staring down at his wrapped up, stupid baby doll. He already know how to wrap a baby up.

"Look at Catherine. She's amazing. David's a great father. If he can handle us, he can handle them. Our kids aren't even as half as bad as we are. He's got this. He's great at what he does, dude." Jon went on. Trying to make sure Brock knew that they left their kids in good hands.

And it was definitely working. Jon did make a point.

"Yeah...he is great." He smiled a little. He was still a bit concerned, but he knew that David was trustworthy.

"I wonder what they're doing right now." He mumbled, earning a hum in agreement from Jon.

***

"Ah-! Sweetie no, don't touch that!" David called, trying to keep his voice gentle as he reached out for Sarah. She smiled brightly up at him as he grabbed the large kitchen knife from her hand.

It had a rubber cover on it, but it's better to be safe than sorry.

He returned her smile, trying not to be creeped out by her big blue eyes staring up at him.

Jon's kids were terrifying. Cute, but terrifying.

"Wait, wait, wait. Honey, where did you put the chocolate chips?" He asked nervously, glancing around the already destroyed kitchen to find the bag of chocolate.

"Lilly had them!" Briana said helpfully, looking rather proud as she mixed the overly chunky cookie dough.

"R-right." He laughed, using his thumb to wipe the flour from her nose before walking around the counter to find Lilly on the floor.

"Lilly, could I have those back?" He asked softly, crouching down to her level. She pouted with a mouth full of chocolate, rapidly shaking her head.

"Please? I'll give you all extra cookie brownies of ye give me the chocolate?" He offered. She seemed to hesitate a bit at that, pursing her lips before making up her mind and giving him the chocolate back.

"Thanks dear, I'll make sure ta make it extra chocolatey." He smiled, moving back over to set the bag down on the counter.

He sighed heavily, looking around at the mess.

He knew that this would be a challenge, but this was a tad bit harder than he intended. Of course, he should've seen this coming because of who their fathers were.

He had offered to make brownie cookies for the kids, and they had all willingly agreed. But they had looked rather bored just playing in the backyard. Mostly just sitting around and playing with the flowers, so he asked if they wanted to help.

If he had known their 'help' came along with three missing wooden spoons, a flour fight, stolen chocolate chips, knife hoarding, raw eggs thrown at his fridge and two broken bowls, then he would've come more prepared.

He didn't mind the mess. Yes, it was gonna be a pain in the ass to clean, but they were just kids. That what they did. In his mind, it was their way of expressing themselves. David hadn't ever had this much time with Brock's or Jon's kids, so this was sort of fun to him.

"Listen kids, how about you go wash up and watch some TV while I finish this. Hmm? Catherine can show ye guys how ta find the Cartoons." He said enthusiastically, hoping to have them mirror it.

"Yay! Cartoons!" Cathy grinned, already running for the bathroom with the line of kids behind her. David chuckled at their cuteness, sighing as he turned on the sink.

"Guess Jon wasn't lying. They are a handful." He laughed, reaching for a cleaning rag under the sink.

***

The brownie cookies had been devoured immediately after David finished making them. He was glad he made another secret batch and stored it in the fridge for later.

The kids liked them, and he was glad that they had the decency to thank him. Not like his friends ever would, so he was glad at least their kids did.

They watched TV for a bit before they had gotten hungry again. David didn't want to upset their stomachs with all that chocolate they ate beforehand, so he made them a healthier treat.

He may eat like a dying man, but he wasn't gonna push that diet on them.

They didn't necessarily like the idea of salad and peanut butter celery sticks at first. But when he threw in some yogurt, they immediately caved in and ate all their salad like it was their favorite thing on the planet.

He knew they were just kissing ass to finally get their yogurt, but he didn't mind the smug, proud looks on their faces when they each got a stick of gogurt. He had to help Damien by handfeeding him in a small cup since he was too young, but he didn't mind.

He in fact liked it. It reminded him of when Cathy was still a baby and he had to learn it all from scratch. Now, he knew exactly what he was doing.

Later on, the kids wanted to play. He didn't have that many toys or choices to go by, because Catherine liked to watch cartoons more than play make believe. However, she was feeling rather adventurous today and wanted to play along to the tea party the other kids were having.

They asked David to play as well, and though he was an adult, he had the mind of a child and an imagination of one too. So he eagerly agreed.

It was funny to see the kids act out different scenarios and talk to Cathy's stuffed toys as if they were people.

And during the moment, David hadn't understood why Brock and Jon had been struggling with them. These kids were angels to him.

Until bath time.

Dinner had been rather peaceful. They chatted as they ate their spaghetti, and it seemed as if they were mature adults. Even if Briana got all technical like did Brock from time to time. But he liked it.

And then when he put them in the tub, all hell broke loose again. He didn't want them to feel uncomfortable, so he bathed them in pairs with their siblings. 

Catherine had been pretty tame. She loved baths, just like David. She especially liked the bubbles.

Briana and Damien had been a bit hard. Briana was worried that the drain would suck them up, but that's to be expected from a child with an overly active imagination. But her fear caused Damien to freak out a bit. He was still pretty young, so he didn't understand when David told him there was a plug. He though eventually got them to calm down with Cathy's bubble blower.

Sarah and Lilly though, were much harder. Sarah had wanted a bath bomb, something she said Jon gave them all the time. David wasn't sure those were ok for kids, so he mentally notes to talk to Jon about that. But he eased her pouting with a rubber ducky. Lilly had been crying about her dad.

Which, was totally understandable. He highly doubted that they had been away from their fathers much, so he didn't take it too personal when they both started to cry for Jon.

David didn't want to call Jon and bother him, so he had pulled up one of his music videos on his phone and let it play throughout the rest of the time he washed them. They had been dancing, so it was harder to clean them, but he was just glad that they weren't crying anymore.

He brushed their hair and their teeth, and they had been pretty cooperative. They still had tons of energy, so it did take longer than he intended, but that's expected.

When they were all cleaned up and ready for bed, he let them all squeeze on Cathy's bed. She had a pretty large one considering him and Aliyah had been too lazy to buy some expensive looking child's bed. Like the ones that are shaped into race cars and castles or some shit.

Sarah and Lilly were pretty small. As well as Damien, so he had them in the middle so that they wouldn't fall off in the middle of the night.

He was exhausted. Tired even. But he knew they still had energy left, and used the rest of his own to read them bedtime stories.

He hadn't ran around, and been occupied like this in forever. Catherine still had her moments of course, but she was pretty laid back when she wasn't on her sugar high. He was convinced to think she had ADHD like him.

The kids liked the way he read. Always laughing when he made funny voices and reacted to the book himself. They were ones he hadn't read in a while, so it was almost new to him and Cathy.

They were pretty drowsy by the fifth book, but didn't want him to go just yet.

"David, could you sing? Sometimes my daddy sings to us." Briana asked sleepily, barely being able to keep her eyes open, but was determined to hear the man sing for her.

"Oh. Uh, sure. What kind of songs do ye like?" He asked, looking between the children. Sarah and Catherine were on the brink of passing out, so he was mostly directing his question to the other three.

"I dunno. My daddy usually just shings twinkle twinkle little star, or that one 'bout a lady bug." Lilly mumbled with slurred words, slinging her arm around her sisters chest.

David snorted, setting his book down as he sat up a bit. Of course Jon wouldn't sing any other song than the two most repetitive nursery rhymes.

"Of course he does. Well...how about a real song? Have ye ever heard of Glimpse of Us?" He asked softly, keeping his voice low and above a whisper.

"No, what's that?" Briana asked. Damien was just as close to passing out as the other two, so he turned most of his attention to the other two girls.

"It's a song. Want me ta sing it? Probably the only PG song I know, ta be honest." He said, mumbling the last part to himself.

"Yes please." Sarah said with a yawn, causing a chain of four more yawns to rip from the kid's mouths. David laughed at them, yawning himself before he sat himself more comfortably.

He was sure this wouldn't be the only song he sang tonight, but yet again, he didn't mind. He just hoped the kids were satisfied.

***

"Brock, are you sure you called him?" Jon asked as he ran up the steps of the house. Brock quickly closed the car doors, shivering slightly from the chill of the night.

"Yes like, three times already." He said, showing his phone for proof. Jon huffed in impatience, raising his hand to bang on the door.

"Wait- don't do that!" Brock hissed, yanking his arm back.

"Why not? They could be in danger! Why else wouldn't he awnser his phone?" Jon asked in concern, about ready to yank his arm away and barge through the door.

"Well they could be sleeping or something." Brock tried to reason, but he himself was worried as well.

David specifically told them to call when their class was over. But the called him three times, and no awnser. Not even a text.

They know they could just be overreacting, but could you blame them?

"Just- fine. We'll go in ourselves then." Jon huffed, reaching under the welcome mat to find the spare key. Brock was tempted to stop Jon, thinking that this was a little intrusive; but he as well was eternally freaking out.

Millions of 'what ifs' running through his head.

He winced as the door made a small click when Jon turned the key, instantly placing it back under the rug before heading inside.

Brock followed close by, closing the door behind him gently. Because if there was some kind of murderer or kidnapper, they could very well still be in the house. And it would be better to find them first, then be the ones found.

Jon immediately went looking around. Starting from rhe living room, to the kitchen, to the guest room, and finally to the end of the hallway where Cathy's room was.

Their footsteps had been quick and quiet, trying to find their kids as fast as possible.

But once reaching the last door, all their worry washed away in a snap. David was sitting in a chair next to the big bed, that had all the kids cuddled up and warm under a large purple comforter.

He was leaning over and resting his elbow on the edge, placing his cheek on his palm. The other hand was playing with Catherine's curls, twirling it around his finger. David was singing softly, but the words came out more like hums or mumbles, though the pretty melody was still there.

Brock and Jon immediately untensed, letting out small sighs of relief as they exchanged a glance.

They really had been overreacting.

Jon leaned against the doorframe as Brock crossed his arms over his chest, fond smiles coming to their faces as David continued to sing them to sleep.

The sight was just too adorable, they didn't want to interrupt.

David was nodding off, clearly trying to keep himself awake as he shifted his feet on the ground to keep himself up. A small pink nightlight was on by the bedside lamp, and have an almost angelic glow to his already godly features.

"-and she...she...what was I singin'?" He mumbled, frowning slightly as he stilled his hand in Cathy's hair. He then shrugged and went on to humm a different song.

Brock couldn't help but snort at that, causing David to jump slightly and snap his head over to them with wide eyes.

He then sighed heavily, hunching over in the chair as he saw who they were.

"God, you two scared te shit outta me." He groaned, earning a few more quiet laughs in return.

"Yeah, sorry about breaking in. Brock was worried." Jon lied, getting an offended look from the other.

"I- wha- dude. You were the one that called him three times and you were the one to decide to use his spare key." Brock pointed out, making Jon glare at him, blushing in embarrassment and betrayal as David stood up.

"Ah, it's fine. I understand why ye got so scared. But, we're all fine. No need ta get all overprotective." He smiled lazily, stretching his arms over his head before turning back to the kids.

"Did they give you trouble?" Jon asked, though already expecting a certain awnser. What he didn't expect, was for David to say the opposite.

"Actually...they did pretty good. Had a bit ups and downs, but they listen pretty well." He explained, leaning over to give each of them a kiss on the nose.

Which was pretty cute in itself. Even more so when David turned to them and smiled all sleepy like.

"Come. Let's talk out here so we don't wake them." He whispered, nudging them out of the room so he could close it to a crack.

They followed mindlessly as he walked to his room, leaving the door open for them to enter.

"So did ye guys learn anything helpful?" He started conversation, talking normally as he moved to his dresser.

"Eh, something like that. Got a few good pointers, and learned how to quote on quote 'communicate', but other than that, it was mostly newborn baby stuff." Brock replied, instantly snapping his head away when David moved to take his shirt off and switch it out for a looser, bigger t-shirt. Jon didn't care to look away.

"Oh yeah? Sounds fun." He rolled his eyes, giggling with Brock groaned in exhaustion. It was anything but fun.

"Fun? Sure man. If getting hit on by all the milf's is considered 'fun', then yeah. We had a blast." Jon said jokingly, earning another laugh from the Irishman.

"Well I'm sure ye guys are tired. If you want, ye can leave ta kids here and pick them up in the mornin'. I don't mind it." He said, pulling his pants off and tossing them onto his dresser.

The two watched as David walked over to his bed, flopping down into the center and pulling the blankets over him.

"Or ye can sleep here wit' me. I don't care." He said with a yawn, snuggling into his bed like he didn't care they were still currently standing in his room. And honestly, he didn't.

They were adults. If they wanted to leave, they could leave. If they wanted to stay, they could stay.

"Uh...sure." Jon finally said, shrugging at Brock before he took his shirt and pants off. Leaving him in his boxers. Brock stared in confusion as Jon slipped into the bed. Immediately throwing his arm around David as if this was all natural to him.

Brock was confused why David didn't shift away or push jon and call him 'gay'. But he quickly realized why when soft snores were heard from him.

Jon smirked at him, wiggling his eyebrows as he pulled David closer, teasing him. Brock scoffed, rolling his eyes before following suit.

He stripped down to his boxers as well before finding rest on David's other side, but not touching him.

"Pussy." Jon whispered, earning a huff from Brock before he slung his own arm around David.

God, Jon was a manipulative asshole.

"Shut up, you like it." He chuckled, as if he could hear Brock's thoughts.

"Screw you. I'm not gay." He hissed back, regardless, tightening his grip around David.

"Uh-huh. And what were doing isn't gay?" Jon asked, raising a brow as Brock could only blush in embarrassment.

"Shut up dickhead." He sighed, getting another laugh, but Jon seemed to drop it and just go to sleep. Something Brock was very thankful about.

***

David shifted as the brightness of the sun shines through his eyelids, effectively edging him closer to wake. He whined in protest, attempting to turn over and rid of the bright light.

But he seemed to not move. Actually, he couldn't move. He shot his eyes open in a small state of panic, only to heavily sigh in relief when he realized it was just Jon and Brock trapping him in-between their chests...

Wait-

He immediately sat up, wincing at the small groans he got from them in protest. But despite that, they didn't seem to be showing any signs of getting up just yet.

David sighed, looking down at his legs to see the reason for his immobility. But he couldn't be too mad when he saw the sight of all the kids surrounding their legs like animals. It was cute, really.

He giggled lightly, quick to cover his mouth when he saw the kids start to stir.

Sarah was the first to wake up, blinking around lazily before her eyes found him. She frowned up at him, as if trying to figure out who he was for a second.

"Mommy?" She eventually asked. Her voice thick and raspy. David choked at that, quickly shaking his head.

"Uh- n-no. I'm not your mommy. But you can call me Uncle David if ye want?" He quickly said, for some reason blushing at the thought of being the kids' mother. That would imply that he was dating their fathers and oh God- would that be embarrassing.

"Mom- mommy?" Lilly asked, waking up to the conversation. Sounding more confused than accusing than Sarah had. As if she was confused why her sister had called him mommy, but also didn't deny that it felt right to view him as such.

"No, girls-" David laughed, reaching a hand over to run his fingers through Sarah's hair.

"I'm not your mommy." He repeated softly, rather tired to actually go into full detail as to why.

"Mum!" Damien exclaimed, suddenly having this random burst of energy. David quickly shushed him, glancing back at Jon and Brock to make sure they weren't heading this.

Still sleeping, thank God.

"Guys can be mommies? Wow, I didn't know that. Does that make you my mommy?" Catherine spoke, shifting up from her spot asleep on the bed to sit up.

Why were kids so energetic in the morning?!

"W-well, not really." David replied, scratching his head in thought. Briana made a small noise of confusion, sitting up straight as Cathy had.

"But you act like a mama. You fed us, baked cookies with us, you played tea party with us. You even gave us baths and sang us to sleep." She lifted off, tapping each finger as she counted them off. The kids looked at him expectedly, waiting for more words of denial that they'd certainly overshadow again.

"Well...I'm not dating your daddies, which means I'm not your mommy." He offered, already feeling his face heat up more from this conversation.

Why was he discussing this with children? It was too early for this.

"That's it! All ya have to do is date our daddies! Then you can be our mommy, and we can all be one big happy family!" Lilly exclaimed, the rest of the kids cheering in agreement.

David laughed in embarrassment, hiding his red face into his palms.

"K-kids, quiet down yeah? W-we wouldn't want ta wake up these two okay? How about ye go brush yer teeth and then I'll meet ye in the kitchen ta make pancakes. Sound good?" He offered, and then just like that, the cheering was directed onto the idea of food, and the kids were spilling out the room faster than he'd ever seen toddlers and babies run.

David sighed heavily, giggling to himself as he ran a hand through his messy bed hair.

"Dear Lord please save me from this embarrassment, it's too early fer gay thoughts." He mumbled, sliding out of bed and heading over to his dresser. He pulled out a pair of knee highs socks and pulled them on, not caring to put on pants since his shirt was long enough anyways.

"Mommy. Psh, they called me mommy." He laughed to himself, yawning as he walked out of the room and into the empty hallway.

The room stayed quiet for some time, the district chatter from the kids in the kitchen being the only noise besides David speaking to them and the birds chirping outside.

"Hey Brock?" Jon eventually asked, opening his eyes from his fake-sleep and looking over to Brock. Who at being greeted, opened his own eyes. Both having an obvious blush on their faces.

"What?" Brock asked, tiredly blinking at the other.

"Do you think he'd let us, like...fuck him?" Jon asked, smirking when Brock sighed and pulled himself up.

"Yup. That's enough chit chat for me." He said, making the other laugh in amusement.

The two quickly got up from bed and pulled their pants on, heading straight for the kitchen where all the commotion was going on.

"Daddy!" Briana cheered, running over to greet her father.

"Hi! How are you?" He asked in a slightly higher pictured voice, bending over to pick his daughter up.

"Oh! Good morning." David greeted them, already grabbing two cups of coffee with one hand and heading in their direction.

"I usually put whipped cream for my own coffee, but te kid's decided ye guys weren't worthy enough fer it." He said. Almost sounding apologetic as he handed them their cups.

They couldn't help but to stare at him. With his messy unbrushed hair and his rosy cheeks from the cold of the morning. He was adorable.

"Aww, why not?" Jon asked, faking a pout as he looked at the kids. Who were seated on barstools and eating at the counter. Damien was resting in David's right arm, leaning his head on the man's chest. He seemed to still be slightly asleep, and David's slight bouncing wasn't helping him wake up any more than he was.

"Because, only pretty people can have whipped cream." Catherine said sassily, eyeing the two up and down as if she was judging them. Jon scoffed in fake offense at that, as David could only cover his face in embarrassment.

"Oh dear..." He muttered, shaking his head with a slight laugh.

"So David's pretty enough and we're not?" Brock asked, tilting his head at the kids to find their logic. Though he couldn't argue on the first part.

"Mommy David is way prettier." Lilly grinned, making Jon choke on his coffee as David was referred to as the M word again.

"Darling, everyone is at least a little pretty. Can't t'ey just have a bit? Just a tiny bit?" David asked, directing his gaze at the kids to change the subject already.

The kids all glanced between the three dads, seeming to be thinking hard.

"Hmm, fine. But only a little." Sarah huffed, playfully glaring at Brock and Jon as if it was their fault. David laughed at that, grabbing the can of whipped cream from the counter he used to put on the kids' pancakes to put some into their coffee.

Briana gasped as David made a more than 'a little' mountain in their cups, looking at him in betrayal.

"Hey! That's not a little!" She laughed, reaching over to steal some from Brock's cup with her finger.

"Whoops, my finger must've slipped." David laughed, moving over to set Damien down in the baby stool before walking towards the stove.

"Ye guys hungry?" He asked, looking over to the two of them. They just stared at him, feeling a weird warmth flooding in their chests.

It was like the first time they had met Liz and Lauren. A warm passion that took up their time and filled their heads with the need to be closer to the one they loved.

It was funny how easily David connected with the kids. Bickering playfully with them, playing into their chit chat and even calling eachother nicknames as if they were a family.

A real, loving family. They could get used to it.

"Yeah. I'm starving." Jon mumbled, him and Brock admiring the smile David sent them before he focused on the food.

Maybe they didn't have to the spend the rest of their lives alone. Maybe they already had a family. A complete, family.

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Featured or mentioned characters:

Main -

Nogla - David

H2ODelirious - Jon

Moo - Brock

Featured -

VanossGaming - Evan

Terroriser - Brian

Ms.Vixen - Lanai

IAmWildcat - Tyler

LuiCalibre - Lui

Fourzeroseven - Scotty

Fissy - Chrissy

BigJigglyPanda - Anthony

BasicallyIDoWrk - Marcel

RacingCats - Cody

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