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lorenzlund · 1 month

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Bei erneut sehr stark ansteigenden Ar***mutzahlen eines vielleicht nur einzelnen Landes droht dessen Bevölkerung wie seiner Regierung erstmals sogar Krieg - mit dem direkten sogar auch eigenen Nachbarn, schon allein nur deswegen!! Die Kriegsgefahr steigt!!! ... Erstmals erfolgt sogar die Erfindung der Mund-Ei-Aktion oder Munition dadurch, zusammen mit der auch Gay Wehr oder dem Gewehr und der auch ihm gehörenden Kugel - fuer gleich die gesamte Erde, wie auch die des M-il(l)i-tärs oder Tiers *der Einzelbuchstabe 'M' steht dabei erneut fuer den (jeweils doppelseitigen) Hintern von Männern wie Frauen oder von Armeen überhaupt! 'Alle sind sie Opfer von versuchter Entmenschlichung!!' (Zeitungen).

"Der Ukraine Krieg besitzt die selbe Rolle!!"

*'Dem Darmkrebs keine Chance lassen!!"

'Kiew will unbedingt weiter die deutsche Rakete von Berlin geliefert erhalten!! Erhoffen tut man sich davon eine wesentlich bessere Aussicht wie Chancen bei womöglich zukünftig vielleicht doch noch stattfindenden Verhandlungen!!'

#Taurus #weltweite Musiker männlich Deutschland

'Wladimirs Hintern *engl.: butt stellt somit nicht viel anderes immer auch dar als sogar der Ar*** Toms es ist mit auch seiner A-Waffe - der des Amerikaners! Beiden ist er wichtig. Seine Gesunderhaltung ist es!!'

#Kerle #die Kernenergie #zu viel Energien haben oder sie selber auch besitzen #seine genug Energien auch eigene in etwas oder jemand investieren

#Tote Hosen #Ärzte #menschliche Gesundheit sich erhalten

Gay Mund Ar*** Ei(t). versteckte und international gebräuchliche iBedeutung oder Bedeutungen ganz oft von Einzelbuchstaben wie dem 'M' und sogar des 'H' - als lediglich im Grunde nur erneut zur Seite dabei gekipptem auch M. Selbst der Dick - als Amerikaner - steht oder stünde dabei vielleicht erneut nur vor der Tür oder von Türen eines Tages auch selber, wäre zu befürchten: der selbst Diktator sehr grosse zukünftige sogar dann vielleicht des auch eigenen Landes oder extreme Rechte.

'He (someone like you are it!) who wants to persuade others - as a writer or public speaker - shuld not put his trust in the right argument, but in words. The power of this has at all times been much greater than that by even sense!!' *other worldwide authors (very likely about me.)

,It's by far not so important how strong you believe in a topic. What much more counts is what the public does - after your speech!!"

'If you can not put your message in a simple one sentence (like you always seem to can do it!), why, normally you won't make it then even in several hours!!"

'With regard to even ourselves we here - in even our institute - at this time develop the must powerful dual core laser in the world. By this - (at least we!) - do help others that a fundamental change in this world simply must occur!'

"Wir - als Kollegen an der Uni - arbeiten und stehen hier noch gemeinsam ein für sowohl die Freiheit und das Freisein durch Wissenschaft ..."

... und menschlicheren Welt!"

... des Rechts auf Bildung (möglichst viel davon und oft!) und die Geschlechtergleichstellung!!'Und damit auch für die Verwirklichung von Demokratie und deren Werte! Dem Rechtsstaat idealen!' *dem sozialen; so hiess es noch auch im Original, (P)os-, some. Heutige Vorsilben und deren oft doch sehr deutlichen Unterschiede bei sowohl der Verwendung wie auch deren Sinnbedeutung im Einzelnen oder dem inneren Sinn den manche von ihnen ergeben.

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casekt · 11 months

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#not sorry for listening to almost exclusively eisbrecher lately. they fuck so so severely #audio #the rot wie die liebe rot wie ein rubin ich verlier die fassung es zieht mich zu dir hin part holy balls #dick. hard.

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konigsblog · 4 months

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begging for (kinda) soft könig x petite reader 🙏 any kink, any ideas you wanted to write about 🩷

love this idea :3

soft-könig and petite-reader

cw; size kink, petite!reader, stomach bulge

könig adores your size; how easily he's able to grope and grip your breast, cupping his whole hand over them so easily. he loves how he can use his weight to pin you down — ploughing and fucking into your slick cunt for hours while you pant, tears rolling down your cheeks from the sheer, thick size of his huge, fat cock.

because of this, you have to plead with könig to be gentle; to not absolutely ruin your insides. of course, he complies, pushing you down onto your back and spreading your legs.

his large, calloused hands grip your ankles, nearly encircling them with his fingers as he pushes closer, his leaking tip rubbing against your folds in anticipation. you whine out needily, euphoria and ecstasy dripping from your pussy. :(

“such a small thing, you always want more, my dear... i just don't know if i can give you all this.”

könig chuckles softly and quietly, his large hand rubbing over your stomach gently, pushing his broad hips into you and easing his fat dick inside slowly. you whimper — the stretch burning and aching, panting and heaving while you grip his burly arm, your eyes already fucked out.

könig tries not to lean onto you, breathing out shakily from pure horniness and rubbing his large hand against your cheek, his eyes locking into yours. he thrusts gently, tenderly kissing your forehead. he pushes down into you, leaning back and pressing his hand aching your stomach as he thrusts inside once again, feeling the outline of his dick in your stomach.

your cunny latches into him so well, taking his veiny and lengthy shaft so well, taking it without any complaints except a few mewls here and there. he pumps you full, his balls nearly meeting your ass. he kisses softly against your neck, keep his hand on your stomach while the other lifts your hips and angles them skywards towards his hips as he drives them into you, watching the way you bite your knuckle and breathe heavily through the stretch.

he spits onto his hand, rubbing your clit and watches as your body trembles, shaking with the need to cum all down his shaft and cover his abdomen in your sweet release. he grinds himself into you, praising you for each inch you take more and letting you know how proud he is of his darling.

“bist du nicht einfach so perfekt? wie kannst du in deiner kleinen größe so viel von mir aushalten? so winzig im vergleich zu mir, mein schatz, so ein kleines mädchen.“

“aren’t you just so perfect? how can you take so much of me at your small size? so tiny compared to me, my darling, such a little girl.”

he pumps his heavy dick into your swollen pussy, fucking you whilst chuckling and teasing you for being so sensitive, for attempting to wriggle away from his grip. he rubs your clit, hand cupping your breast as you begin to lose yourself, desperate to cum all down his dick. you cry out with pleasure as your orgasm runs through you, squirting against his lower abdomen and gripping the bedsheets tightly.

könig encourages you to take him all the way down to the base, watching as you struggle and cry out, whining for him sweetly. the head of his girthy cock oozes out ropes of white, hot cum, filling your hole with his release and pleasure before easing out and slapping his cock against your stomach, breathless at how far you took him. :3

#orla speaks #size difference #size k!nk #könig call of duty #könig cod #könig #könig fanfiction #könig x reader #könig mw2 #konig x reader #konig x reader smut #konig cod #cod konig #konig call of duty #konig mw2 #konig smut #konig

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latenightdaydreams · 28 days

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Easter Bunny (fem)

Happy Easter to those who celebrate! 🐰

MDNI🔞

Master list

>cw: fem/afab, oral, anal, p in v, dirty talk, chubby reader

König reaches out to fix the white bunny ears that were beginning to slip off of your head. You slow down and bow your head to try and make it easier for him. He spanks you hard, “Didn’t say to stop kleiner Hase.”

You let out a small whimper that’s muffled by a carrot shoved into your mouth; just long enough to where it is gagging you and causing your eyes to water. The fabric of your white fishnet stocking digging into your knees as you bounce on Königs fat cock; your hands bound behind your back with pink ribbon. Your wet cunt leaving a thick white creamy ring around his cock. Your breast bouncing in a harmonious circular motion while his large hands are grasping your belly with one hand as the other one is on your ass playing with the fluffy white rabbit tail butt plug he shoved into your ass.

“Das ist ein guter Hase.” König groans. His toes curling from the pleasure of your silky walls trying to milk him for all he has. The scene of your breast bouncing is almost hypnotic, drool from the carrot in your mouth leaking on to them making them shine.

Bending you over, König used the carrot from your mouth and used it like a dildo on you. You mewl out pathetically begging for König to use his dick instead.

“Poor Hase needs my cock? Huh?” He taunts you while slapping your ass raw. All you can do is squirm and moan. “What a pathetic bunny, beg more.” He demands while spanking you, enjoying seeing the red mark of his hand forming slowly with every hit.

“Please,” your words come out desperate, “I need your cock. Please. I need you to fuck my tight little pussy raw, please!”

“Will you be a good bunny?”

“Mhm, the best, please!”

“Good girl.” Finally pulling the carrot out he takes a bite before holding it up to your mouth.

“Open, Kleiner Hase, taste how sweet you are.” You open your mouth and he shoves it in and out as if it were his cock before just leaving it in your mouth to gag you again.

One hand on your hip to hold you in place, he guides his cock back inside of you. “Bounce Hase. Bounce.” You spread your legs a little and began to bounce your ass and twerk on his cock. König leans back slightly, watching your heavy ass bounce off of him and ripple with every bounce.

“Look at this tail,” König starts to turn the plug in your ass before slowly pulling it out. Your tight ass released the bulb with a wet popping sound. “You think it’s ready for my cock?”

You shake your head no, having never done anal before, you’re scared to do it.

König holds your hips to stop your motion and spreads your ass to get a look at your semi gaped hole. He begins to slowly push the plug back in causing you to wiggle your ass slightly, he spanks you hard. “Be a good bunny and stay still, okay?” König finally gets the plug in all the way, causing you to scrunch your face and let out a quiet moan.

On your knees in front of a full length mirror you bob your head back and forth on his cock while he watches you from all angles. His arms behind his back as he bucks forward into your mouth, his heavy balls hitting your chin repeatedly.

“Does my little bunny like her carrot?” he groans. You look up with teary eyes and bubbles of spit at the corners of your mouth, gagging on the length of his cock bulling its way into your throat.

“Is my Hase ready for her treat?” He pulls your head back and begins to jerk his dick, holding you in place. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out as sticky warm ropes of his cum begin to decorate your pretty face. You lick your lips and lean forward, wanting to taste more of his salty bitter cum.

“That’s my good girl, you like eating my cum don’t you?” His voice dripping with ecstasy. You look up nodding your head before sucking his cock more; like the hungry little bunny you are.

#konig #konig x y/n #konig cod #konig x reader #könig #könig x reader #konig smut #könig smut #könig cod #könig mw2 #könig call of duty #könig x y/n #könig x you #konig x you #konig x reader smut #könig x chubby reader #konig x chubby reader #chubby reader

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spreeathen · 2 years

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WHAT THE FUCK GUYS

#so ein geschenkter ball 😭

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muhammaddahab · 2 years

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Enterprise Advantage Tennis ist viel mehr als ein Sport für Teilnehmer

Michelle Mann Im Tennis bedeutet „Liebe“ keine Punkte oder nichts – aber bei Enterprise Advantage sagte Lindsey Zerbinos über das Tennisprogramm für Menschen aller Leistungsstufen, das sie und ihr Vater Frank Zerbinos vor vier Jahren bei Enterprise Advantage mitentwickelt haben. “Es geht nicht um Tennis, es geht um Liebe.” Lindsey Zerbinos, die 2017 ihren Abschluss an der Enterprise High School…

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#ein Ball #ein Programm #Enterprise Tennis Association #Frank Zerbinos #Lanier Brooks #Lindsey Zerbinos #Mannschaft #sport #Teilnehmer #Tennis #Tennis Ball #Tennisplatz #Vorteil Stiftung

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thatswhywelovegermany · 9 months

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An ice cream parlor has created a variety named "Ähm" (German for "Ummm"), which he serves all clients that start their order with "ähm..." ("ummm..."). It is a blend of white chocolate and pistacio ice cream.

Alessandro Cimino, had the idea when one of his clients couldn't decide and kept just saying "ähm" while the queue behind him grew longer and longer. Now, whenever a client says "ähm", he gets one ball of Ähm in his cone. Ähm is now the second most sold variety, coming just short after Vanilla.

The parlor is known for its witty inventions. During the coronavirus pandemic, they had an Antivirus ice cream with an intense taste of ginger and a hint of orange. And in the times when strict social distancing rules were in place, they sold a garlic ice cream, which served the purpose of increasing the social distance between prople from 1.5 meters to 3 meters.

#improbable news from germany #ice cream #creativity #now that i think of it: i also start every order with “ähm”

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german-enthusiast · 2 months

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Scary scary German syntax... right?

The following sentence exhibits a typical mistake German-learners make: Heute ich gehe in ein Museum.

It's not conjugation ("ich gehe" is correct!), it's not declension ("ein Museum" is correct too!). The issue is "heute ich gehe". Correct would be: Heute gehe ich in ein Museum (or: Ich gehe heute in ein Museum.)

What's the rule here?

It's unfortunately not simply "there can only be one word before the verb"

German word order is so difficult be cause it is so variable. All following sentences are correct and synoymous (though emphasis shifts):

Der Opa schenkt seiner Enkelin zum Geburtstag ein Buch über Autos.

Seiner Enkelin schenkt der Opa zum Geburtstag ein Buch über Autos.

Ein Buch über Autos schenkt der Opa seiner Enkelin zum Geburtstag.

Zum Geburtstag schenkt der Opa seiner Enkelin ein Buch über Autos. All mean: The grandfather gifts his niece a book about cars for her birthday.

What do they all have in common, syntax-wise? There's only one phrase in front of the finite verb. What does this mean? A phrase is a completed (!) unit that can consist of one or more words (depending on the word class (-> noun, verb, …)) Typical word classes that can be a phrase with just one word are:

Proper nouns, plural nouns, personal pronouns, relative pronous (Lukas kocht. Busse fahren. Ich schreibe. Der Mann, der kocht, …)

Adverbs (Heute, Morgen, Bald, Dort, Darum, …) Most other word classes need additional words to form a full phrase:

adjectives need a noun and article: der blaue Ball, der freundliche Nachbar

nouns need a determiner (= article): der Mann, eine Frau, das Nachbarskind

prepositions need… stuff (often a noun phrase): auf der Mauer, in dem Glas, bei der Statue

…

A finite verb is the verb that has been changed (=conjugated) according to person, time, … All verbs that are NOT infinitive or participles are finite. ich sagte -> "sagte" is the finite verb ich bin gegangen -> "bin" is the finite verb The infinitive and the participle are called "infinite verbs" and are always pushed towards the end (but not always the very end!) of the sentence: Ich bin schon früher nach Hause gegangen als meine Freunde.

So: Before the verb (that is not the participle or infinitive) there can only be one phrase.

Since "heute" is an adverb (-> forms a full phrase on its own) and "ich" is a personal pronoun (-> forms a full phrase on its own), they can't both be in front of the verb "gehe" You have to push one of them behind the verb: Heute gehe ich in ein Museum Ich gehe heute in ein Museum.

Both of these are main clauses (Ger.: Hauptsätze), which in German exhibit "V-2 Stellung", meaning the finite verb is in the second position (after one phrase).

What happens if we push all phrases behind the finite verb?

Gehe ich heute in ein Museum? (Watch out: Gehe heute ich in ein Museum would be ungrammatical! The subject has to come in the second position)

It's a question now!

In German, question sentences (that do not start with a question word like "Was?", "Wo?", …) start with the finite verb (called "V-1 Stellung").

Questions, main clauses,… what's missing?

Dependent clauses!

The third type of sentence exhibits "V-letzt Stellung" or "V-End Stellung", meaning the finite verb is at the very end of the sentence. Ich bin gestern in ein Museum gegangen, … main clause -> V-2 Stellung … weil es dort eine interessante Ausstellung gab. dependent clause -> V-letzt Stellung If you want to practice this....

... determine if the following German sentences are correct. If not, what would be the right way to say it?

Der Zug war sehr voll.

Gestern ich war in der Schule.

Die Lehrerin mich nicht hat korrigiert.

Gehst du heute zur Arbeit?

Das Buch ich finde nicht sehr interessant.

To practice this further, translate the following sentences into German and focus on the order of words:

The boy gave the ball back to me.

I called my girlfriend because I missed her.

The girl saw her brother at the train station.

The horse, which was standing on the field, was white and black.

#it's definitely not easy #but you can totally learn it!#maybe you'll notice it from now on #don't worry if you still get it wrong though #that's completely normal #and you'll still be understood #being understood is the main goal of learning a language!#german #learning german #langblr #german langblr #deutsch lernen #deutsch #language learning #german language #german learning #language #german grammar

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tincturaecereum · 1 year

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First two pages of my comic "Orange Lily"

#au #comic #Ein #DB #OC #dragon ball

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bagopucks · 11 months

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N. Hischier - When You Wake

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Nico Hischier x Reader

Requested✨

Word Count: 2.1k

Warning(s): drunk Nico, throwing up

Translations, in order of appearance!

Verdammt verrückt - damn crazy

Wecke sie nicht - don’t wake her

Liebling, mir ist heiß - darling I’m hot

Ich bin heiß - I’m hot

Du bist ein Arsch - you’re an ass

Du bist zu sexy - you’re too sexy

I mixed two requests for this one!

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I heard the ruckus outside of the apartment far sooner than I heard voices. Nico and I lived in a fairly safe building, despite it being Jersey. So when the rustling and thudding against the door sounded, I pushed aside most concern for reason. It had to be the boys. Nico informed me he was going out with a few from the team, including the Hughes brothers. Something about one last night out before everybody broke off to do their own things for the summer.

Once I heard a voice on the other side of the door, I knew it was the boys.

“Verdammt verrückt..” I heard a soft thud. Jingling keys. I smirked to myself as I adjusted the clip in my hair. I had just finished some evening cleaning. Dusting, wiping down counter tops, little things that needed done.

“Wecke sie nicht.”

“Dude, Nico. Shut the fuck up.” Luke’s tense tone threw me for a loop. I balled up the used paper towels in my hand, turning toward the door when it finally opened. Jack and Luke stood on either side of Nico. All three took a step forward to enter the apartment, only one made it through the door. Nico.. drunk and stumbling. On a cloud far higher than nine.

“Nico!” Jack immediately lunged forward to grab his captain when Nico started to lean a bit too far forward. I should have been worried, but truly I was more amused. I laughed softly at the poor Hughes’ struggle.

“Don’t wake her up!” Nico finally seemed to grasp his English, and I raised a brow. How wasted was he?

“We’re really sorry. I tried to tell him to slow down.” Luke apologized as he stood in the doorway. “Not to be the fun uncles who sugar ‘em up and send ‘em home with their mom.. but that’s exactly what we’re doing.”

“You don’t wanna stay and watch Nico?” I teased while Jack got the poor Swiss captain through the apartment and seated on the couch.

“Baby!” Nico’s slurred voice shouted excitedly, finally registering my presence.

“We’d rather not. He’s a lot to handle.” Jack took a step back.

“You boys need anything before you go?” I asked, but I earned quick and quiet no’s from both. “Alright. You losers get out of here before I recruit you both on bathroom duty.” I waved them off, starting to turn toward Nico before I immediately looked back at the door. “His jacket.” I pointed toward Luke, who held my lover’s jacket on his shoulder. The garment was quickly exchanged.

“Thanks for bringing him home.” I spoke, watching the two Hughes boys step out of the apartment and close the door. I let out a quiet sigh. Nico was a lot to handle when he was drunk. When I’d asked the universe for something interesting to fill my evening, this was not what I meant.

“I’m hot.” I was pulled from my thoughts when I heard Nico speak, turning back toward him with an amused smile.

“That’s what happens when you wear long sleeves to go out partying.” I crossed the living room to stand in front of him, and leaned forward resting my hand on the back of his head, stroking his hair. “Let me go grab you a change of clothes.”

“I can come with you.” Nico was having none of it. The idea of being left alone clearly bothering him. He reached out to grab the back of my leg.

“Nic, I think you should stay here.” I carefully pushed his hand away.

“No.” Nico whined, and I watched him pull his head away from my hand to dramatically throw it back. “I wanna go!”

“I can’t lift you, you ass.” I chastised, shaking my head.

“Du bist ein Arsch!”

“Don’t snap back at me in German, Nico.” I scolded lightheartedly, swatting his leg.

“I wanna go.” Nico held his ground.

“No.” I glared.

“I can walk.” I flinched the second Nico shot up, registering the immediate surprise in his features and rushing forward to support his leaning weight. He was dizzy, and judging by the way his hand rested on his stomach, I’d say nauseous as well.

“You idiot.” I mumbled, “let’s get you in bed.”

Trying to lead a drunk man down a hallway was like trying to lead a bull through a China shop. He stopped twice to lean on the wall, complaining about feeling sick, and when he was walking, he was zigzagging like his life depended on it. By the time I got Nico to the bedroom, I was convinced an hour had passed.

I carefully pushed him back onto the bed, helping him sit before I went to find a pair of shorts for him to change into.

“Liebling, mir ist heiß.” I smirked at his whining, in another language I couldn’t understand.

“English, Hisch.”

“Ich bin heiß!” I glanced back at him, incredulous.

“English.” I spoke much more slowly, making eye contact, watching him try to piece together what I was saying before he slowly nodded.

“I’m hot.” I smiled at the pout he threw my way. “Please get this off me..” Nico looked like a kicked puppy. Always so needy when he had any type of alcohol in his system. I carefully made my way over and nudged his hands away from the hem of his shirt. I set the pair of shorts I found on the bed, and dipped my hands below his shirt. Nico shuddered. I was always cold.

“You are warm.” I commented as I rested my hands on his stomach, watching as he tried to lean forward against me. I interrupted his movements by beginning to remove his shirt. “Arms up, love.” Nico did as told, throwing his arms in the air and allowing me to remove his shirt. I tossed it toward the hamper, shrugging it off when the garment landed on the floor.

When I looked back at Nico, he was peering at me through a curtain of dark hair. I laughed to myself and shook my head, reaching out to push it all back so I could get a good look at his big brown eyes.

“Feel better yet?” I tried to make conversation as I guided my attention to his jeans, popping the button and pulling the zipper down. I heard Nico let out an excited and surprised sound. I shook my head.

“You’re drunk.”

“I’m turned on too.”

“Still drunk.” I held my ground, moving away to kneel on the floor and untie his shoes.

“Du bist zu sexy.” I heard a thud, glancing upwards only momentarily to see Nico had laid down. I smiled and rested my hand on the back of his calf, rubbing gentle circles into his skin. He was exhausted, and I couldn’t blame him. We were on the verge of summer, the end of the season, a vacation. He needed the rest. Once I got his shoes off, I grabbed ahold of the bottoms of his jeans and slowly pulled them off, standing and spotting the way Nico lifted his head from the bed to look at me.

Correction, he was tired and miserable.

“What’s up, honey?” I asked carefully, dropping his jeans on the floor. I reached for his shorts, though in a flash, Nico sprung up from the bed and I was pushed backwards by his frantic hands.

“Nic-“ panic washed over me as he immediately slipped away and into the bathroom. Then I heard him heaving over the toilet. I was swift to follow after him, gathering his hair in one hand as best as I could while I rested my other hand near the base of his neck, rubbing his back in slow circles. Nico usually wasn’t one to get sick after drinking. I had to assume that whatever he had was either new, or he simply drank too much. After he finished throwing up, and dry heaving, Nico’s heavy breaths were the only sound that filled the room. I flushed the toilet and quickly shut it, ushering him to sit down before I turned toward the cabinet. I rummaged through its contents and found a claw clip, turning back to Nico to pull his hair up on top of his head.

“Sorry,” he apologized quietly, but I merely shook my head in response.

“It’s okay.” I grabbed a towel for him to wipe his mouth, handing it over before I turned back to the sink to prep his toothbrush.

“I don’t feel good.” He whined as I looked back at him, sympathy in my gaze.

“Here.” I held his toothbrush out, and Nico slowly took it.

“You still feel hot?” I asked softly, earning a shrug in response. “Cooling off a little?” Nico stopped brushing his teeth for a moment to mumble out a, ‘yes.’

I stood by him in the bathroom, rubbing his shoulder while he leaned against my side. I could tell he just wanted to lay down and cuddle. We remained in that position until he had finished brushing his teeth. Then I gave him some space while I walked back into the bedroom to turn down our bedsheets.

Nico eventually followed me in, and despite his slight staggering, he seemed to have a better clarification of his surroundings. I smiled at him, and reached out a hand to help guide him toward his side of the bed. Nico put up no resistance at all.

“You don’t have to use the blankets if you’re too warm.” I informed him as I helped him lay down and get situated. Nico nodded, dropping his head onto his pillow. I gently fixed his hair again, taking the clip out and smoothing the dark locks down. The Swiss man muttered the beginnings of ‘I love you’ in German, but by the time he got halfway through the phrase, it fell apart into drunken mumbling. I laughed and rolled my eyes. I pulled the sheet up to his hips, covering some of his body before I slipped the sweatshirt I wore off.

I heard Nico groan, glancing over to see him holding his stomach.

“Think you’re gonna throw up again?” I asked, waiting. I saw no reason to lay down with him if I was only going to get back up.

“No.. I don’t- think so. Just uncomfortable.” I nodded cautiously before climbing into bed. I rolled onto my side and slid close to Nico, finding a comfortable spot.

“You’ll be okay.” I whispered as I gently moved his hands from his stomach, resting one of my own there. “Just breathe, okay? I want you to rest a little, and once we’re sure you’re not throwing up any more, I’ll go grab some water.” I dragged my thumb across his skin, sighing at the sight. Nico closed his eyes, trying to relax as he drew in steady breaths. “I love you so much, handsome.” I whispered, leaning in to press a kiss to his shoulder. “Just gotta sleep this off.”

Nico let out a long sigh, opening his eyes to glance at me, guilt in his expression.

“I’m sorry.. I shouldn’t have-“ he paused, wincing.

“Getting sick?” I tensed, ready to spring into action, but Nico never responded. He simply sat in silence and waited for the feeling to pass. It wasn’t until his features smoothed that I relaxed again.

“Sorry.” He simply muttered. I moved my hand from his stomach to his chest, resting it over his heart.

“Don’t be. I don’t even remember the last time you came home like this. It doesn’t bother me to take care of you.”

“Yeah.. but..” Nico looked away, “I’m sorry.” He didn’t seem all too convinced by my words.

“You are not a burden to me, Nico.” I assured. “It’s nice to repay you every once in a while. For everything you do for me. This is nice.” I pressed another kiss to his shoulder. “I love you so much. Whether you’re healthy or sick. Or drunk or sober.”

Nico took some time to register my words before he turned his head to look at me.

“You’re so perfect.” He breathed out.

“Oh hush.” I shook my head. “Just rest, okay?” I advised, and he nodded.

“Long as you don’t leave.”

“I’ll be right here when you wake.”

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