Can I get a Nerd!Miguel with a soft dom? I desperately need this man to be babbling and sputtering as he gets praised
u absolutely can nonnie đ
â€ïž a/n: please lmk if u guys want more gn/male reader fics! i will def try my best to be as correct as possible, all things considered, im afab so thereâs margin for error. please donât hesitate to send an ask or a message! enjoy <3
cw: subby miguel, soft dom!gn reader (but i wrote this with a male reader in mind :]), jerking miguel off, miguel has a praise kink, affectionate terms, sex but no specific genitalia mentioned. just generally sweet.
âa B plus?â you scoff, âwhat happened to that brain of yours, it magically disappear?â you spit at miguel, poking a finger to his forehead.
you had just received the results from your chemistry lab that miguel had done for you, and it wasnât the usual grade margin you had expected. miguel had been sitting in your room on your desk chair, hands folded between his lap with a meek expression plastered on his face. âwell, you gonna explain yourself?â you prod, getting slightly irritated at his silence and demeanour alike.
miguel swallows and looks up at you, and yoh see tears welling in his eyes. it takes you by surprise, and your eyes widen a bit at the emotional shift in the atmosphere. âi- iâm sorry, just been having a hard time, sâall,â miguel mumbles out, wiping the tears away before the fall. you chest feels a pang at the tone of his voice, an unfamiliar emotion brewing inside you.
âhey, um, we- you donât have to do thisâ us, if itâs making you feel bad,â you begin, feeling uncomfortable a bit. miguelâs head shoots up and he immediately starts shaking it in disagreement. âno- i um- i.. like.. us. what we do, in a fucked up way,â miguel sputters out and you feel.. conflicted at his words.
âwell, weâre taking it easy for today, alright? youâre um- not doinâ so well. so iâll take care of you, yeah?â you reply, and you place your hands palm up at miguel, still in his chair. he looks up at you for a moment, hesitant, but he places his hands in yours, and you pull him up out for the chair and towards your bed, pushing him down softly. âstrip for me?â you ask, and miguel complies, removing and placing his glasses at your bedside table next to your lamp before he pulls his white t-shirt up and over his head, revealing the peeking muscle, gorgeous tan and trail of thick black hair on his abdomen youâve grown familiar with.
âyouâre a pretty one, yâknow that?â you tell him, watching him strip languidly in front of you. he doesnât respond, but you see a blush creep up from miguelâs chest to his cheeks, as he makes way to remove his pants and underwear next. you follow shortly after him, both of you naked and full of emotion.
âyou ready?â you ask softly, straddling miguelâs lap. your arms go to wrap around his neck, his on your hips, and he legs out a soft âyes,â and you begin to start. you softly push his tousled brown hair out of his face and kiss hit forehead, nose bridge, and the tip of his nose. you look at him for a moment, taking in his brown eyes before you place a gentle kiss on his lips. and another. and another. and one more until the soft pecks turn into a slow make out session.
you grind your hips up against miguelâs crotch, the friction causing him to break the kiss and breathe out a short moan. âfeels good, huh?â you mumble with a small smile, bringing your lips back up to miguels. you continue to grind slowly, feeling miguelâs thick hands come up to your waist to slow you down. âg-gonna cum, wanna wait for you,â miguel gasps out, leaning his head back. you nod, and push him backwards on the bed. you watch from your place on miguelâs lap, observing him in all his good looks and disheveled demeanour. rose tinted cheeks, glasses sitting atop his strong arched nose, his pretty lip, his heaving supple chest, the small hickies youâve left in a trail across his tan skin. âgorgeous,â you breathe aloud. miguel blushes, rubbing small circles into the sides of your hips with his hands, still sitting comfortably on the supple flesh.
you raise your hips up and reach under you, grabbing miguelâs stuff length, eliciting a sharp inhale from him through his teeth. still, you pay him no mind and align your entrance with him, and slowly begin to sink down, letting out an exhale of pleasure as your head slinks back. âs-so big,â you moan quietly.
âso tight,â miguel breathes out back to you in response. you bring your head back to down at him once heâs fully inside you, grabbing his hands from your hips to enter-twine with yours. when youâre ready, fully used to the intrusive in you, you begin to lift your hips and drop them back down, in a steady rhythm. âso good, fuck- makinâ me feel all hot inside,â you moan out, your hips coming down with more force. âgonna make me cum all over you.â
miguel goes red in the face, sputtering curses underneath his breath at your praises. your words of âtoo big, sâgood baby, so fuckinâ good,â making his chest swell and groin tighten. âlove how you do things for me, my sweet boy. you make me so happy, yâknow that?â
your hips keep going up and down, building a strong but steady sound of slapping skin. your dorm fills up with heavy breaths, words of affirmation, and sweet moans of both you and miguel to coincide with the sounds of your love making.
love making.
your chest tightens a bit, and you keen over, your chest meeting with miguelâs chest. your hips falter, but you donât rest for long when miguel plants his feet into the bed, wraps his arms around your back and begins to push his hips up into you at a rapid pace. you let out an ah!, feeling your orgasm building up in you rapidly. âfuck, keep fucking me like that, love when youâre rough with me, baby,â you pant out. you hear miguel whimper at your words, his thrusts not faltering when you feel the thin line of pleasure writhing you snap. youâre shaking in his bulging arms, mouth hanging open silently as miguel fucks you through climax.
holy fucking shit.
ângh, gonna- gonna cum, baby,â miguel groans out, thrusting up into you and tightening his hold around you as well. your eyes roll back into your head as you feel yourself become full of miguel. at the end of miguelâs climax, you both lay there. you in his arms, and him under you. your ear at his chest, listening to his solid heartbeat. his nose, settled right above your head, breathing the scent of you in. the two of you fall into a comfortable silence, emotions tense in the room, but none either one of you can bare to address.
your eyes begin to get heavy, and you take the chance to say something you know you couldnât bring yourself to say in any other moment, hoping that miguel is awake to hear it.
âthank you.â
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thinking of JJ teaching you how to kiss đ„ș starting off with little pecks that slowly drag into short kisses. you try hard to follow his lead, but your inexperience is so painfully obvious đ
this drabble has been turned into a fic đ hereâs the masterlist: what friends are for
allow me to set the scene: itâs movie night at the chateau, beers and snacks litter the floor, everyone is tucked under blankets as the opening credits flicker on the television screen.
as the marathon went on, JJ couldnât help but notice that youâd look away during the sex scenes. as your best friend, he knew you werenât the most experienced, but kissing? âYouâve never been kissed?â
You cover your face, embarrassment flooding in. âYou donât have to say it like that!â
âIâm notâIâm not teasing.â His smile says different. He easily pulls your hands away from your face, âitâs just not what I was expecting.â
âI know, I know. You probably find it so funny.â You huff and roll your eyes, âlaugh all you want, jerk.â
And like you expected, he does but quickly apologizes. âSorry, sorry. Okay, maybe itâs a little funny. But not in a bad way! Itâs actually cute.â
Cute?
âItâs adorable.â He coos, pinching your cheek, âitty bitty baby hasnât had her first kiss⊠not even with that poster in your bedroom?â
ooohh and when he kisses you: itâs so sweet, so tender. he tastes like beer and a bit of weed, and his lips are softer than they look. heâs slow and steady, pressing his forehead against yours while you take a break.
âYou can breathe while we kiss.â He chuckles, nudging your nose with his, âdonât want you passing out on me, sunshine.â
One of his hands slip behind your neck and the other falls to your thigh, warm and gentle. âDo you want to stop?â
You glance at your friends, still passed out on the floor and other couches, the movie playing dully in the background. âNo?â
âAre you asking me or telling me?â
âNo.â You repeat, firmer this time. âI donât want to stop. Pl-Please donât stop.â
How could JJ deny you? Especially when you ask so dreamily with that glazed look in your eyes. He fights the urge to pull you into his lap and touch you all over, and make you into a pretty mess. So he connects your lips again, taking the lead and slipping his tongue into your mouth.
The unmistakable wet noises make you a little tingly đ along with him tilting your head to kiss you deeper. âYou can touch me too,â he murmurs, bringing your hand to the back of his neck, your fingers automatically curl in his blond hair and draw a low groan from his throat.
Thatâs when you go completely dumb, totally thoughtless, all concerns flying out of your mind and joining the blue birds above your heads.
JJ pulls away, voice raspy, âyou keep forgetting to breathe, baby.â
âIâm sorry,â you exhale heavily, heart fluttering in your chest. âIâm not good at this yet.â
His lips trail to your jaw, the movie long forgotten, âItâs okay, we have lots of time to practice.â
I just know heâd offer to teach you other things too, all in the realm of pleasure and intimacy đ
some over the clothes touching, getting hot and heavy in your bedroom after he sneaked in through the window:
âYou gotta keep quiet, baby,â he coos, rubbing your swollen clit through your panties, your juices soaking the poor cotton, âI know it feels good, feels real nice when I play with your pretty pussy, huh?â He can only imagine how youâd taste, âAre you paying attention? Youâre gonna have to show me what you learnt after weâre done.â
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how enha takes care of you âïž
pairing : ot7 x gn!reader
genre : fluff, comfort, humor
warnings : mentions of food
word count : 1k
a/n : requested by anon! kind of kicked it off with this hee drabble but had so much fun writing for all the members. for todayâs purposes, letâs keep y/n sick and alone in their apartment đ«¶
đ heeseung
my little philosophy is that significant others can be two types of caregivers â one actively tries to treat your illness, the other is emotional support
each has their own merit ofc
but hee is miraculously both
sincerely believes he can rizz you to health
heâs being a bit selfish, he worries, for making you smile all the time
because it heals him more than it heals you
but he makes up for it by making sure you eat like a king (for all three meals a day!) until you feel better
also cuddles with you in bed to keep you warm
if whatever you have is contagious, he is definitely getting it
last but certainly not least: he sings to you. acoustic covers + snippets of his self-produced music, youâre getting it all đ
almost makes you wish you were sick more often
đ jay
arrives at your place with like fifty grocery bags (okay maybe not fifty, but⊠a lot)
big believer in sleep as the best medicine so he lets you be for the most part
but as soon as you wake up and come down to the living room
say hello to a FEAST
literally no room left on the dining table and heâs still doing something in the kitchen????
âjay i canât⊠consume all of thisâ âdonât worry, eat as much as you want for now and iâll put the leftovers in the fridgeâ
at this point what is there left to say except âcan you just be my husband alreadyâ
youâre about to dig in and suddenly heâs standing over you giving you the death stare
â... did i⊠do something wrong?â âseriously?â your heart stops before he goes, âwhat happened to my thank you kiss?â
UGH heâs such a softie
đ jake
is worried SICK and cannot hide it
refuses to leave your bedroom once he first enters it unless absolutely necessary â must stay by your side at all times !!
not the most experienced but the effort is very much there
âshould we take the medicine together? would that be easier?â and you KNOW he hates taking medicine
âbabe why would you take nyquil. you donât have a cold.â âidk it canât hurt can it?â it very much can (donât do this kids)
he drinks it with you anyway (clinks the medicine cups and says âcheers!â⊠what are you going to do with this man) and tries his best to fight the drowsiness
ends up dozing with his head on your lap, kneeling by the bed
peak puppy position i tell you PEAK
đ sunghoon
what matters is not so much how he takes care of you but how he looks so good while taking care of you: simple white dress shirt, sleeves rolled up just to the elbows, hair slicked back a little from washing his face, setting damp towels on your forehead and his forearm veins emerging as he wrings them⊠help me
itâs the wuthering heights bedridden cathy victorian era aesthetic okay
speaking of books why do i get the feeling that sunghoon would read to you
or simply talk to you about his day or childhood memories or anything to keep you comfortable and entertained
idk i feel like heâd want to remind you of his presence in a âiâm here for youâ type of way but without being intrusive⊠is not at all offended when you fall asleep to his voice
donât you just love when sunghoon.
đ sunoo
i have one very specific idea for sunoo and iâm kinda obsessed with it
MINT. TEA. (if you know you know⊠mint tea is the sinus relief GOD)
and ofc as our resident mint choco lover, how could he not
âbaby i made something for you!â you peer into the mug and youâre like đ€š âyou didnât add chocolate syrup to this did youâ âwtf iâm not a monster why would i do that??â
his discography and food preferences beg to differ but he truly does give you pure, steaming mint tea
it is so perfect i promise you will fall in love with him all over again
mint aside we all know this man is a human vitamin like i cannot imagine you staying sick for long
no need to binge tv (it makes your head hurt more anyway), just have sunoo spill all the drama to you for seven hours straight and youâll be good to go
đ jungwon
makes you wonder, did this boy have a medical degree this entire time and just not tell me??
knows exactly which medications help with which symptoms, gives you all the immune boosting foods, pulls up with a weighted blanket and a heating pad and a plushie to hugâ youâre getting the best sleep of your life no question about it
listens to you so well âi miss what it was like to breatheâ âitâs frustrating, isnât it? as soon as one nostril clears, the other fills up, and it never seems to endâ âYES ohmyâ [cough] god, yes, you get it :(â
at the same time i think won is the most likely to avoid skinship when youâre sick bc yeah that stuffy nose does not sound fun
is smart about it though; prepares a bubble bath for you and then sets up the heating pad and everything on your bed while youâre in the bath
becomes 143x touchier once youâre back to normal (âi missed squishing your cheeksâ âi missed squishing your cheeks!â)
đ niki
crashes at your place to make sure youâre having a good time
itâs either you watching him game or movie marathon together
you donât say it but you are so inordinately grateful that heâs caring enough to chill with you on days like these, you know heâd rather do dates outside and play pranks on you every other hour, but heâs giving that up just for you
would share a tub of ice cream with you if youâre craving it, although he voices his concerns first âis it⊠right to eat cold stuff when you have a cold?â âit defrosts in my mouth donât worryâ âokay you do youâ
basically a good old sleepover
every time he checks your temperature he sings his part in fever (heâs humorous like that)
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ᄫᥠPairing: Lando Norris x fem!best friend!reader
ᄫᥠWarning: âŒïž Sexual activity, oral sex, little hint of anal, sub!Lando (getting control in the end as a reward đ)âŒïž
ᄫᥠGenre: Smut
ᄫᥠWord count: 2,1K
ᄫᥠSummary: Landoâs unhinged stream leads to something sexy that neither of them are going to forget for hell of a long time.
ᄫᥠA/N: Pretty nervous about this ngl đ„Ž please, be gentle with me, Iâm still improving đ«Ł BIG BIG FOREHEAD KISSES and virtual hug to @lattesqueeze for beta reading đ„ș the sweetest friend you could ask for đ„č
ᄫᥠTaglist: @slugesh @formulahuh @laciijane @izzief1rambles @httpiastri @481boxboxbaby @papayaaa04
âŒïž+18 content under the cut! Minors, please, do not interact âŒïž
You make your way silently towards Lando's streamer room and knock on the slightly ajar door.
Youâve been having the time of your life watching Landoâs unhinged stream, hearing all of his moans and sexual innuendos. Even though you two are best friends, you canât help the butterflies going wild in your stomach every time you see him shirtless, or even have him in your close proximity. One whiff of his masculine scent sends your heart rate into a rollercoaster ride, your breath quickens, and you would like nothing else but wrap your hands around his neck and pull him in for a sweet kiss. For starters.
You catch a sight of his muscular body trembling in his chair as a painful whimper leaves his mouth.
âAre you alright Lando?â You stroll closer to see him better but he immediately stops his actions after hearing your voice behind him.
âI'm good, don't worry. You can leave.â He clears his throat but his raspy voice sends shivers down your spine, leaving goosebumps on your bare arms.
You don't back away and your sudden confidence pushes you forwards to get even closer and stand right in front of his sitting form. Your hungry eyes roam over his clothed well built pecs, down to the prominent bulge in his sweats.
âSomeone seems excited and already throbbing.â His dick twitches under your gaze, wetting more of the already damp material. âYou know, I can help you out.â You swipe your tongue over your chapped lips - just the thought of getting your hands and mouth on him makes your pussy clench.
Lando starts squirming even more, his hands turning white as he grips the armrest of his gaming chair. His big green eyes widen at your suggestion, and he might be a gentleman for not jumping on the idea but it excites him more than it should. He has never been immune to your beauty, but in his eyes you deserve better than him. Someone who is always by your side, every step of the way. Hyping you up, supporting you whenever you get big promotions. Not like him who is always on the road and would miss every important event.
You donât wait for his response, his body language gives you the green light to approach the needy boy. You push together his spreaded legs - caging his hard dick between them - to kneel on the chair and position yourself over his thighs. His hands quickly find your hips, halting you to shimmy closer to his aching member.
âMaybe we shouldnât.â He puffs out the words, already struggling to hold back his needs and pulling you closer, feeling your body against his.
âOr maybe we just have to give in finally and stop denying what we both feel and want.â You separate his hands from your body, intertwining your fingers and pushing his hands above his head. The way the muscles in his arms ripple by the movement makes you even hornier. You slide forward in his lap, sitting right on his dick. Both of you sigh from satisfaction, enjoying the torturous friction between your bodies.
âTell me, who were you thinking of when those pornographic sounds left your pretty lips?â You whisper the question directly to his ear, following the wake of the goosebumps traveling down the side of his neck. You shift your hips, pressing your crotch into his more, coating the inside of your pants with your juices. Youâre so turned on, if you have to wait longer, you might combust. Lando is just as gone, head tilted back showing off his thick, muscular neck, teeth digging into his lower lip. He wiggles under you, canât help but search for more contact. He thrusts his hips upwards, pushing the fabric to your wet folds.
âYou⊠fuck! Youâre the protagonist in my wet dreams.â His pants get even more uncomfortable as his dick wants to be released from the painful but sweet pressure.
âWhat a privilege! What was in your pretty mind today? Letâs see if we can turn your fantasies into a reality.â You leave wet, sloppy kisses along his jawline and down his neck to suck an obnoxiously purple mark on his collarbone.
âMy dick shoved into your warm mouth, you riding me fast and hard.â His voice hitches in his throat as you quicken the rhythm of your hips and grind your clothed pussy over his mouth-watering length.
âHmmm⊠vivid imagination there Mr. Norris.â You slide off his lap to get on your knees, running your fingers up from his ankles over his trembling thighs to the waist of his pants. You tap his right side to make him lift up his lower body. He understands the assignment, and helps you push the material down his toned legs. His dick springs free, slapping against his lower abdomen, sticking to his extraordinarily orange t-shirt. âNo underwear. Youâre a filthy man, Lan.â
A shriek echoes through the quiet room as you wrap your hand around his member, circling your thumb over his tip, smudging his pre-cum. You trace the prominent vein on the underside of his cock with featherlight touches before finally grasping the base. In a teasing measure, you blow cold air onto his wet tip, causing him to writhe under your touch. You stick your tongue out to get a taste of him, licking up his whole length, and fluttering your eyelashes innocently as you lock eyes with his hooded ones, almost closed by the overstimulation you torture him with.
âPlease.â You understand perfectly what he asks from you. Hearing him beg gives you the upper hand that causes a big grin to break across your face. You finally push him through the threshold of your lips, descending onto him torturously slow. He buckles his hip upwards to shove his dick deeper and faster into your sloppy opening.
You detach yourself from him, sitting back before declaring your disapproval of his action. âBe a good boy and stop moving, Iâm in charge here. Bad boys donât get what they want.â He pouts his lips in apology, not trusting his voice to speak up. âAre you a good boy, Lando?â He nods rapidly, painfully pushing his lower half upwards, silently asking for you to get back to pleasure him.
You could be cruel and deny him, edging him crazy after misbehaving but youâre just as turned on as him, pleased by having power over him. You lean forward yet again to get him inside your mouth. While you have experience with blowjobs, Landoâs sporting the biggest dick youâve ever had the delight of playing with. You get as much of him as you can down your throat but leave your hand around the other half of him. He desperately wants to comb his fingers into your hair to be in control but he remembers your warning just a few minutes ago which makes him change his mind and claw the edge of his chair instead.
You feel his impatience and quicken your bobbing up and down to get him closer to his release. The sounds he makes are music to your ears, urging you to go even faster and deeper. You feel him hitting the back of your throat, making you gag slightly. Tears roll down your cheeks, saliva coating your chin, the stretch is almost unbearable but you donât stop until you hear his cries.
âF-fuckâŠ. I-Iâm so close, r-right there!â His fingers are digging into the leather of his seat, strangled noises filling the place as he chases his orgasm. You pull off his spit soaked dick leaving him panting. A disappointed whine breaks free deep from his lungs. âWhy did you do that? I was a good boy.â He raises his hand to help himself to release but you slap it away, making him moan in frustration.
âThe only way youâre going to cum today is deep inside me.â You get undressed at neck breaking speed, way too eager to have his thick dick pulsating between your walls. You grab the hem of his shirt to pull over his upper body, wanting to see every inch of his olive skin. You lead your gaze over the rippling muscles of his abs and pecs, his blissed out eyes ogling your nakedness, fighting the urge to grab your hips and force you to take your well deserved seat.
You don't hesitate much longer, placing your knees either side of his thighs and hovering over that prettily arching cock of his. You grasp it to slide the crown between your folds, dripping your fluids all over it before pushing it through your entrance.
Both of you sigh at the feeling of being connected the most intimate way possible. Your hands find their way to his shoulders, sinking your nails into his flesh to balance yourself.
âYouâre deliciously tight. Just for me.â He buries his sweaty face into your neck, biting down the side of it, marking you up as his. âItâs unfair that youâre still wearing a shirt⊠C-can I take it off, please?â He learned his lesson to ask before acting, not ready to be left abandoned when heâs so close to have you and making his most recent fantasy come true.
You hiss in response, canât really think about anything else but his dick buried deep in you. He skilfully free you from your loose T-shirt, revealing your lace, papaya-coloured bra. Your nipples are so hard that theyâre poking through the thin fabric, asking to be touched and caressed. You sit on him, motionless, enjoying the feeling for a little longer before moving your hips up at snail pace, almost letting his dick slide out before slapping down on his full length, crying out by the stretch. âS-shit! Youâre so much bigger than I thought!â
âYou can take it baby.â He flexes his hips to glide further inside. If you werenât already fucked out, youâd scold him for taking back a bit of control, but your sense of reasoning is out of the window, your mind is blank. âI wanna touch you so bad, may I?â
You want to reject his request but your movements start to get sloppier as tiredness takes over your body. You continue riding him at a slow speed while whimpering your answer into his ear.
It takes him no time to slide his big hands to your ass, grabbing and slapping the skin raw. He leans his head towards one of your standing nipples, flicking his tongue over the bud once or twice before taking it between his lips to suck on it properly for good measure. Now youâre the one turning into a trembling mess, all your senses are on fire by the touch of the boy underneath you. He helps you move up and down on his cock, getting closer to both of your orgasms.
Lando thrusts up to meet your rhythm, earning a high pitched moan as a response. His mind is spinning, wanting nothing more than to make you come on his cock. His lips find your collarbone, grazing his teeth over the sensitive spot before sucking a mark over it, matching with the one you left on him earlier. One of his hands slip down from your ass cheek, his index finger putting pressure on your asshole, rounding over the tight rim a few times before slowly moving inside.
Your breath hitches, the sudden action pushing you over the edge. You reach your climax, shouting Landoâs name, biting down into his shoulder. Your clenching walls milk him perfectly, shooting his load in long stripes deep inside you.
You peck the side of his neck while trying to slow down your rapid breathing. The fact that you fucked your best friend just registers in your mind, and you are afraid to raise your head and look into his eyes. You donât want to see his regret and disgust.
âYou have my mark on you, now youâre mine and only mine. No one can get their hands on you anymore.â His hand strokes your messy hair, gently pulling you away from his neck to stare back at you lovingly. The love and affection sparkes in his green eyes, warming your whole body and making your heart skip a beat.
He seals his promise with a sweet kiss, not wanting to deepen it before he cleans you up and has you all to himself comfortably in his bed.
âLetâs take a bath and tuck you in in my bed.â His smile makes you turn into mush, letting him pick you up and take you to the bathroom. You only wrap your legs around his tiny waist and arms around his neck, sliding your fingers through his messy curls and kissing his swollen lips.
âLove you Lando!â His gaze softens as he looks down at your sleepy, half closed eyelids.
âLove you too, more than anything!â He couldnât be happier that he didnât hold back that day on stream, letting all of his horniness show on main, filling his mind and eventually turning you on to make the first move. The beginning of something beautiful and lasting forever.
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Little Bean
Note - happy Friday, hereâs just a tiny something I wrote yesterday after we were talking about pregnancy cravings đ©· feedback would be appreciated as always đ
Pairing - Mason Mount Ă Reader
Word count - 986
Warnings - fluff
âSo you want peanut butter and⊠pickles?â Mason asked, a questioning tone to his voice as if he thought you were mad but youâd been craving the strange combination all day.
âMaybe some chocolate chips too? Oh and the really cheap fluffy white bread, none of that 50/50 crapâ you told him.
âYouâre absolutely sure thatâs what you want?â
âItâs not what I want Mase, itâs what our little bean wantsâ you told him, your hand falling to your rather large belly. Truth be told your little bean wasnât so little anymore but it was yours and Mason's first nickname for your baby and it had just stuck so whilst you were still deciding on names the pair of you always referred to them as your little bean.
âYou want a drink or anything else?â
âYou know what I really fancy a vimtoâ you told him, watching him shake his head with a laugh before kissing your forehead as he got up.
âOkay well I wonât be longâ
âThank you, Mase. I really appreciate you going to get it for meâ you told him sincerely but he was more than happy to do it for you.
âWell itâs my duty as a dadâ he laughed. âYouâre giving me a baby, the least I can do is go buy the love of my life some pickles and peanut butter at 11:30 at nightâ
âDonât forget the vimtoâ you called as he got closer to the door and the loving smile he sent your way made your heart race.
âI wonât baby. Iâll be as quick as I can, yeah? Love youâ
âLove you moreâ you called, blowing him a quick kiss that he adorably caught, putting it in his pocket before leaving the room.
The small Sainsbury's was only a few minutes away and Mason kept his hat on and head down the whole time he was in there. Laughing to himself as he picked up everything youâd asked for and even getting a multipack of vimto just in case you wanted more tomorrow.
When heâd asked you earlier on if you fancied a snack he was expecting you to say ice cream like you had been for weeks but this new concoction had him stunned and confused. You were giving him the greatest gift he could ever ask for though so as soon as your order was in he was off to get it for you.
The shopping trip went without a hitch and he was home within 15 minutes. Unpacking his little haul before he got to making your special sandwich of peanut butter and pickles with chocolate chips and an ice cold vimto on the side. Nearly gagging as he placed it all together on the plate but if thatâs what you wanted then thatâs what you were getting.
You were sat up and waiting for him when he returned to your room, eyes lighting up and the sight of him and your heart thumped at the way he presented you your creation with a proud smile on his face.
âThank you, Mase. I really do appreciate youâ you told him. Kissing his cheek quickly as you took the plate from his hands and as soon as he set your glass on your bedside table he was undressing himself and getting back into bed next to you.
He watched on in what would only be described as fascination and slight horror as you took your first bite. Thinking maybe it had been a joke this whole time but there you were, eyes rolling back in your head as you munched away and as much as mason wanted to ask how it was he didnât want to disturb your moment.
âGod that hits the spot. It's better than I thought it would beâ you told him after your second bite, looking over to him to find him trying to hold back a laugh. âYou know what? The chocolate chips really set it off, Iâm a genius I swearâ
âYes you are babyâ he laughed, kissing your shoulder before he started to shuffle down and lay next to you.
âYou want a bite?â
âYou know what, Iâve got training early so I best notâ he told you, but you knew it was just an excuse. âMaybe tomorrowâ
âIâll have one waiting for you when you get homeâ you joked, watching his face scrunch up in disgust causing you to laugh loudly.
âCanât waitâ he chuckled, settling himself down next to you. âYou gonna be able to sleep after all that sugar?â
âIâm six months pregnant Mase, of course Iâll sleepâ you told him. Reaching out to run your fingers through his hair, your heart racing as his snuggled into your thigh and wrapped his arm around your leg. âJust let me finish and we can cuddleâ
âFine but I wanna be the big spoon. Not sure I want pickle peanut butter breath in my face all nightâ
âIâm gonna clean my teeth you big babyâ
âDoesnât matter how much you clean them, Iâll still knowâ he teased and you couldnât help but laugh at him.
âYouâre insaneâ
âSays the one eating something i could find in a binâ
âHey, stop being meanâ you laughed. Polishing off the last of your sandwich as he kissed your thigh as an apology. âIâll be back in a sec yeah?â
âYou want a hand up?â He offered sweetly but you just shook your head and stroked his hair.
âIâm good, thank you thoughâ you laughed. Getting yourself out of bed to clean your teeth but you stopped as you got to the door so you could look back at Mason all curled up in bed waiting for you. You heart thumping at the sweet man you got to call your own with tonight only confirming to you once again he would be the only man youâd ever need.
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Softer Side (pt.3)
[Final part đ]
Pairing: Mattheo Riddle x reader
Word Count: ~1.9k
Warning: fighting, mentions of blood, fluff
sorry this did not end in smut, but this whole series has been about Mattheo's soft side so I felt it was only right it ended fluffy đ
Your senses were enveloped with what youâve become familiar with as Mattheoâs scent. The smell of lemons and patchouli with the ever familiar hint of tobacco was slowly becoming your favorite. His strong arms wrapped around your shoulders from behind as he placed a gentle kiss to your temple. You smiled at the tender gesture as he sat down at the table next to you. âComing to study with me, Teo? Are you feeling ill?â You placed the back of your hand on his forehead in a teasing manner.Â
He knocked your hand back playfully, âYou should know me better than that, y/n/n. Studying on a Friday?â You snorted, âStudying at allâŠâ Mattheo rolled his eyes, âDo you wanna know why Iâm really here, Princess?â You nodded, leaning your head on your hand. âThereâs going to be a party tonight, in the Slytherin common room.â When your face was unchanging Mattheo raised his eyebrows at you, âYouâre coming, right?â You sighed, leaning back in your chair, âDunno, might just keep studying.âÂ
He groaned like a child being told no sweets before dinner, âCâmonâŠplease come. You never come to parties.âÂ
âHow do you know I donât go to parties?âÂ
âYouâre not the only one whoâs people watched this year,â his wink caused an immediate flush to your cheeks. âYou can get ready with Pansy, then you can sit by us the whole time. Itâll be fun, weâll drink, play games. Theo will ask you to smoke and you can deny him, itâll be the best of times.â You gnawed on the inside of your cheek, contemplating your decision. The longer your thought the closer Mattheo was bringing his face. Closer and closer and closer until his nose was pressed against your cheek. He knew your answer before you could even say âyesâ, knowing the grin on your face meant he won and you would be going. He stood triumphantly, letting out a slightly too loud cheer and being shushed by Madam Pince. He kissed your cheek, letting you know heâd see you at the party as he and the other boys âneeded to finish some planningâ.
You did your best to continue to study, even for a few hours. But your nerves about the party were too loud. You decided to find Pansy, seeing if sheâd spend a little extra time helping you get ready as this was your first party in a long time. She was more than excited, practically destroying her dorm room with flying dresses, tops, and skirts. She finally landed on you wearing an emerald green pleated skirt, a little shorter than you normally wear; falling just above mid-thigh. Your top was a black crop top with two delicate strings criss-crossing around your abdomen and tying in the back. She had you accessorize with a dark green velvet choker and a gorgeous silver snake ring. Pansy argued that you should wear heels but thankfully she let you opt for shiny black doc martens.Â
You looked yourself over again, doubt clouding your brain. Pansy encouraged you, telling you how good you looked and how much Mattheo would be drooling over you. You pushed your doubts aside, entering the party with Pansy hand in hand as she led you to the rest of the group. Mattheo greeted you with a kiss, whispering in your ear about how breathtaking he thought you looked in the Slytherin house colors. He brought you down to the couch with him, draping your legs over his lap. You all talk and joke together, playing some games and drinking. You needed a refill, so Pansy agreed to go with you, both of you agreeing to grab some drinks for some others. You were surprised how well the night was going. Until it wasnât.Â
âCan you believe who Mattheoâs been spending time with all night?â You stilled at the drink table, listening now to the conversation of the girls behind you. âOh god, yes. Little mouse of a girl, that Ravenclaw. I mean, what does he think heâs going to accomplish?â You were seething now, Pansy noticing your change in demeanor. You made eye contact with her, her eyebrows raising as if to ask you whatâs wrong. You opened your mouth to answer, but then you heard the girls voices again, mocking you and Mattheo, talking poorly about him and his intentions. You couldnât take it.Â
You turned around, grabbing the main girl's shoulder. âWhat the bloody hell is your problem? Have you ever even had one conversation with Mattheo or do you just pine for him from afar like a loser?â You'd forgotten about the drinks, hands at your side clenching and unclenching. Pansy was behind you, arms crossed and smirking. The girl scoffed, âDo I have to? Everyone knows how he is.âÂ
âYou have no idea how he is. You donât know the first real thing about him,â you were doing your best to stay calm, but you could feel your anger rising. One more thing, just one more ignorant thing out of her mouth and you werenât going to be able to control yourself. The smirk that formed on the girlâs face told you that she thought her next words were going to make her seem like she knew it all, âYou think because he gave you a few hickeyâs that itâs your job to defend him now? Do you even know the number of girls heâs done that to? You are not special to him. Heâs a prick, always been a prick, always will be a prick. Honestly weâre doing you a favor leveling out your expectations right now.âÂ
And there it was, your boiling point. You turned your head slightly, speaking to Pansy now, âDo me a favor, Pans?â She nodded her head, confused by the smile forming on your face, âGo get Mattheo, maybe Theo too while youâre at it.â The girl across from you gave you a mocking pout, ïżœïżœWhatâs wrong? Need big bad Mattheo and friends to come defend you, feeling bad now?â You closed your eyes, pinching the bridge of your nose as you tried to contain your laughter. The girl clearly confused by your response. You took a deep breath, opening your eyes and making direct eye contact with her, âGod no. Pansyâs gonna go get them for your sake. Because theyâre going to be the only oneâs strong enough to stop me from beating the shit out of you.âÂ
The girl opened her mouth to respond, but your fist was already connecting with her nose. She doubled over in pain, and you used this as an opportunity to throw her down to the ground. You pushed her back to the ground, kneeling over her chest as you took swings at her. You had to give her some props, she really did try to fight back for a moment, pulling at the strings of your top and trying to grab at your hair. You laughed slightly at her efforts, which probably made you look slightly more crazy than you already did to the crowd that was forming around the both of you. You got one more good swing in before you were being lifted into the air, the same familiar scent of lemon and patchouli filling your senses like this afternoon.Â
The girl was lucky Mattheo was so strong, because you were thrashing against his grasp but he still held you like you weighed nothing. Your adrenaline and anger still high as ever, not wanting to be done with the fight, âMattheo you let me down right now, she deserves it.â You felt him chuckle against your back, âNo way, princess. Parties over for you. You keep thrashing around and youâll make me have to use a binding spell on you.â You slumped immediately, making him laugh again. He carried you to his dorm, finally setting you down once you exited the hall. He led you to the bathroom, where he lifted you back up to have you sit on the large countertop, hands settling on either side of your thighs, âNow, you wanna tell me why I just witnessed my innocent little Ravenclaw in a fight that easily rivaled one I would get myself into?âÂ
You averted your gaze, looking down at your hands in your lap. Your bruised and bloodied hands. You wanted to feel awful, but her words played in your head again, âShe was being a cunt.â You mumbled your response, causing Mattheo to tilt your chin up, forcing your eyes on his, âCome again, darling?â You sighed deeply, speaking more clearly this time, âShe was being a cunt.â Mattheo was laughing again. You were glad he found this whole situation so amusing. âWhile I donât doubt that, do you mind telling me exactly what happened to earn her the title?â He took one of your hands in his, grabbing his wand with the other. He started waving his want over your injured knuckles as you explained to him what happened. How you overheard them talking about you, and what they thought his intentions were. How you told them to shove off, then they told you that you were just another girl to him. Which, you clarified, was fine if it were true, but that he did not deserve to be talked about that way just because they were jealous of you being the current girl gaining his attention.Â
Mattheo finished mending your hands, then did a quick once over of your face and neck to make sure you didnât have any other injuries before he responded. âYou know, usually Iâm the one getting mended, kind of a nice change to be the one taking care of somebody.â You blushed as he continued, âYou're not just some girl to me, y/n. Not just another name on some list I have in my nightstand. You're different. Special to me." You looked at him with wide eyes, not quite expecting those words to be told to you. He cupped your face, thumb rubbing your cheek gently before placing a kiss to the other side.
"You seem to have this habit of defending me, y/n. Why do you get so mad when someone talks bad about me, love? You know most of what they say is probably true.â You shook your head, âItâs not true. Not the Mattheo I know. Not my Mattheo.â He hummed at your words, âMm, your Mattheo. I like the sound of that.â You giggled slightly, pushing his shoulder, âYou know what I mean. Just- I see a different side of you.â He nodded, dimples on full display as he came to stand between your legs, âYeah, you do. But thereâs another side that Iâve just been dying to show you.âÂ
You wrapped your arms around his neck, looking up at him through your lashes, âIs that so? And what side would that be, sir?â That last word alone caused his irises to flash just a shade darker, pupils slowly growing, âCareful with your words, princess.â His hands gripping the underside of your thighs, your legs wrapping around his waist. You were feeling confident now, leaning in to whisper in his ear, âIâm always very carefulâŠsir.â He lifted you up then, carrying you from the bathroom to his bed, making promises to show you a different side of him that he said was also just for you.
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âone day i will stop falling in love with you, some day, someone will like me like i like you.â
⥠manjiro sano âĄ
pt.1, pt. 2
a/n: highly requested for pt. 2!! you ask and i shall deliver đ
content: mikey x reader (y/n), very heavy angst, right person wrong time, youâre mikeyâs childhood friend, heâs getting married (lolz), not grammatically checked/edited
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it was currently seven in the evening, the newlyweds bid the last couple of guests goodbye. throughout the whole event, mikey tried his very best to plaster on the most convincing smile he possibly could to mask the chaos going on inside him.Â
there was never a second where youâve left his mind, ghosting through every lane in his brain as he couldnât focus on anything but you. he felt guilty, knowing that perhaps his marriage wasnât going to last as long as he had hoped for.Â
âbetter invite us to the housewarming party, sano. your wifeâs cookies are no joke.â pah nudged mikey, a small laugh leaving his chapped lips as he faintly nodded his head. mikey watched pah walking towards the door before suddenly stopping, watching as his friend bent down to fix the bottom of his wifeâs dress. the hopeless boy couldnât help but watch, observing the affection and love reciprocating between pah and his wife, before they both left together.Â
in the back of his mind, the memory of you zipping up his jacket properly during the cold winter season, lending him your scarf and making sure that he was all warm and snuggled up was fresh in his mind. you always made sure that he never got sick and when he did, you would ditch everything in your agenda to make it your business to nurse him back to health.Â
no one has ever cared for him like you have and mikey knew what he had to do.Â
âhoney?â the voice of his wife awakened him from his train of thoughts, turning his head to the side as he was met with a warm smile. god, he felt so guilty for what he has done and was about to do.Â
âyeah?â he responded, waiting for her to ask.
âi was thinking that the two of us could have a small movie night when we get home.â she suggested, eyes twinkling with hope as mikey gulped harshly.Â
home.
they bought a house together and planned to live there forever until time was up. but, he always wished that it was you instead. mikey couldnât bare to look her in the eye, clearing his throat as he tried to think of an excuse.Â
âitâs been a long day, you must be tired. iâll drop you home and go over to ken-chinâs place since he suddenly left and isnât answering my calls. get some rest, okay?â he lied straight through his lips, and his poor wife was too naive and quickly sympathized with it.Â
âof course, i hope him and y/n are okay. let me know what happens, hm?â suddenly, she wrapped her arms around him, making him freeze.Â
it felt so wrong, like he was being suffocated. mikey didnât like this one bit at all, it felt too new and unpleasant. heâs been with ___ for a couple years by now and these things were never an issue. yet, after your sudden confession, the regret of not coming clean to his feelings years back ate him alive.Â
âhm, letâs go.â mikey gave her a smile, placing a hand on her back as he led her out of the church.Â
the drive to his house was not very long, giving him enough time to quickly slip out of the annoying suit as he slipped on a pair of jeans and a flannel. he saw his wife sitting on the couch, a small bag of chips in her hands as she munched on the salty snack while watching a rom-com movie. she noticed him and gave him a wave, making mikey want to rip his hair out as he just wanted to tell her the truth.Â
but, he wasnât ready yet.Â
he walked over to her and place a faint kiss on her forehead before looking down at her.Â
âiâll be back soon.â mikey assured, making her nod as she watched his figure walk out of the front door.Â
the ride to the brothel was about thirty minutes, making mikey curse on why he bought a place that had to be so far. the urgency to see you grew stronger and stronger with every light and block he passed. mikey quickly parked his car after arriving in front of the brothel before rushing out to go up to the floor where you and draken lived on.Â
the elevator dinged and he stepped off, now standing in front of your door. his breathing became irregular, anxiety swallowing him up whole. all the possibilities of you hating him and banishing him away from your life scared him to death. a shaky fist came up to the wooden door, knocking twice.Â
the door opened, revealing his tall best friend, staring down at him with a death stare that made chills run down his spine.Â
âke-â
âwhat do you want?â draken brashly cut him off, making mikeyâs lips agape as this sudden behavior from his right-hand man was completely unexpected. surely he knows that you mightâve ranted to draken about whatever happened between you two, but usually draken doesnât like to get involved in neither your or mikeyâs personal life.Â
âi just came to see y/n and talk with her, five minutes is all iâm asking for.â mikey chewed on his lower lip, eyes sternly on his shoes as he couldnât bare to see his friend look at him with such hate-filled eyes. draken bitterly laughed, making mikey wince in pain as he knew that this was going to be bad.
âoh, so now you wanna see her, huh? you disappeared for nine fucking years, sano. nine damn years! you didnât care about my little sister at all, whether she was alive or dead. did she tell you that she fell sick from not eating because she was looking for you? how she couldnât sleep a single night in peace âcause she thought you were dead? of course not, you were too busy being blind and fucking some other bitch.â draken yelled through gritted teeth, making mikey look up at him with anger.Â
âmind your fucking words, donât call ___ a bitch.â the shorter spat out, tension growing between the both.Â
âhow rude of me, i forgot that you were a gentleman. well then, goodnight.â draken scoffed, attempting to close the door before a foot lodged into the remaining space.Â
âplease, all iâm asking for is five minutes.â mikey begged, tears welling in his eyes.Â
âyou had nine years to talk to her, but you didnât. there is no five minutes, mikey.â the taller spoke, voice know cracking as mikeyâs eyebrows furrowed in confusion.Â
âw-what do you mean? whereâs y/n? donât just stay quiet, answer me!â he grabbed onto drakenâs arms, only to have it harshly ripped away from his grasp.Â
âsheâs dead! y/n is dead, my sister is gone.â the tears that draken has been holding on since mikey has arrived came flooding down, as he glared at his best friend with bitterness.Â
the words kept on repeating inside of mikeyâs mind, taunting him as it felt like time has stopped. for some reason, it felt as if his body turned into stone, he couldnât move. suddenly, a wave of rage began to build up, making him grit his teeth before balling his fists. anger clouded his sight as all he saw was red, eyes darkening.
âyou piece of shit!â mikey bellowed, lunging towards draken before landing a hard punch on his jaw. remi screamed in horror, panicking as she saw both men breaking out into a violent fight.Â
âyou knew about her tumor! you fucking knew and you didnât tell me?! what kind of a fucking friend are you, traitorous jackass!â mikey continued to throw endless amounts of punches on drakenâs face, receiving some back as well, but no matter how hard draken hit, he felt numb.Â
âstop!â remi yelled, before throwing her shoe at mikeyâs head, making him wince at the stinging pain the heel left. draken was on the ground, breathing heavily as he shoved the smaller figure on top of him to the side.Â
âdo you think that beating each other to death will bring y/n back? do you think sheâll be happy? huh?!â the girl sobbed, landing a hard slap on each of their cheeks as both draken and mikey looked down at the floor in shame.Â
âher death was inevitable, that tumor was a ticking bomb. sheâs finally free from those painful chemo sessions, headaches, vomiting and seizure episodes. she wonât suffer anymore.â remi sadly smiled, body trembling as draken pulled her into his chest.Â
âi deserved to know, she was my other half.â mikey lowly spoke, tears pooling in his eyes, blurring his vision.Â
âyou didnât deserve shit, sano. all y/n has ever done is love you with all her heart. you were her world, everything revolved around you. yet, you failed to notice that. what did you do instead? you fucking disappeared without a word. oh and even better, you found some chick too. you never cared about my baby sister, you didnât! so stop acting like the victim here.â draken sneered, meeting mikeyâs teary eyes as he grew quiet.
âi was trying to protect her, i was afraid that my presence in her life would do more harm than good. i was scared that one day something bad wouldâve happened to her because it involved something to do with me. i couldnât risk it, that why i even disbanded toman.â mikey explained, breaking out into a painful cry as his heart bled.Â
âdid you even love her?â draken questioned, watching the man in front of him choke on tears.Â
âgod, i loved her to the moon and back! she was all that i could think of every second that i breathed. if i knew sooner, then i wouldâve never left. i wouldâve never been a coward, iâd stay by her side to protect her. i couldâve had more time!â mikey yelled in agony, making draken grab a hold of him.Â
âit wouldâve never been enough! y/n didnât tell you because she knew that it wouldâve destroyed you.â draken hugged him, patting his back as remi joined them both as well.Â
after a few minutes, draken decided to take remi outside for a small walk, feeling like they needed some fresh air. this gave mikey some time to go see you. he hesitated for a bit, not being able to face you even though you were long gone. but, he eventually mustered up the courage and opened your door.Â
there, you laid on the bed like a pretty flower, your skin pale as snow due to the life in you being drained out.Â
âi know you told me that you didnât wanna see me again, but i missed you. i donât wanna let you go, y/n. i canât live without my other half, i love you so much.â he cried, stroking your cold face as his tears fell on your cheek.Â
if only he knew, he wouldâve cherished you longer.Â
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mikey walked inside his house, eyes swollen from crying in the car, nearly getting into an accident twice from his blurred vision.Â
he saw his wife with a teary face, her friend my her side rubbing her back. the both of them noticed his appearence, and instead of a look of relief, the both of them looked angry.Â
mikey stood in his place, watching his wife rise from her spot and walking towards him before landing a harsh slap on his face.Â
âyou fucking cheater! you donât love me, i was your escape route. you love y/n, donât you?â she asked, voice becoming shaky as she looked at mikey through glossy eyes.Â
mikey remained quiet, and there she got her answer.Â
âi knew it, i knew it! yet i still had some trust and hope within you that my guts were wrong. that maybe those little gestures you both gave each other was nothing but platonic. i was wrong, you and that two-faced bitch lied to me!â she screamed in agony.Â
âwatch you mouth! you donât get to call her that, you heard me? everything that she has ever done for anyone was nothing but a selfless act. you donât know her.â mikey said through gritted teeth, making his wife scoff.Â
âyeah? well, you can now go back to her and continue to kiss her mighty ass âcause i want a divorce.â she sternly said, crossing her arms over her chest before walking to the door with her friend.Â
âiâll get you the papers by next week.â mikey bluntly said, not even trying to fight or defend himself. he was tired and he didnât want to live in an unhappy marriage for the rest of his life knowing that his heart belonged to you and only you.Â
âwhy? i wish to cut my ties with you as soon as possible.â she said with disgust laced in her tone.Â
âbecause i have to attend y/nâs funeral.â mikey deadpanned, making his wifeâs mouth gape open.Â
âhuh, guess karma is real. thatâs what you get, sano.â his wifeâs best friend taunted, making his now ex-wife giggle.Â
âiâll come tomorrow to get my stuff. i canât stand to stay here for another minute. also, i hope that two-faced bitch burns in hell.â she cockily said before heading out the door, slamming it shut.Â
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itâs been about a month since youâve died and mikey hasnât visited your grave yet. he was there for your funeral, seeing how draken never requested the morgue people to not take off the promise ring you both have on your pinky finger. but, he didnât stay for the burial.Â
mikey sat on the bench by the river, sighing as he fished out the pack of cigarettes he bought earlier. he opened the lid, plucking one of them out before placing it on his lips. as he brought his lighter closer to the end of the cigarette, your voice echoed in his mind.Â
âsee, much better than cigarettes. but i was being serious, mikey, i donât wanna see those near your lips or reach ever again. swear on my life?â
he took it out, placing it back in the package. mikey stood up, walking towards the garbage can before throwing out the pack of cigarettes.Â
mikey decided that it was time to see you.
he reached your grave as you were buried in the nearest cemetary, easy for your sibling to visit you on the weekends. mikey sat in front of your tombstone, placing the cup of chocolate pudding on the ground.Â
âfelt like you wanted some.â he smiled, opening up his own as he took a scoop of the sweet treat in his mouth.Â
âhow did i do it, y/n? how did i live all those years without you? now that youâre gone, i feel suffocated. it feels like iâm falling in this bottomless pit with no one to save me.â mikeyâs voice broke, tears stinging his vision as he bit his lips to conceal a choked out cry that itched to leave his throat.Â
âyou just have to find happiness again, mikey.â a soft voice spoke from behind him, the familiarity of the tone set chills all over his body. he turned around, eyes widening in shock as he couldnât believe it.Â
ây/n?â he called out, but it was barely a whisper. mikey knew that you were dead, and that perhaps he was going insane, but he didnât care.Â
you smiled at him, taking a seat in front of him as you grabbed the chocolate pudding he brought for you.Â
âare you real?â mikey finally mustered up the courage to ask, making you chuckle as you grabbed his hand. your flesh was cold, making him intertwine his fingers with yours in an attempt to give you some of his warmth.Â
âitâs time to let me go, mikey. you have to live, travel, start a family and just be happy; without me.â your eyes held so much sadness and depth, it no longer twinkled with hope like before, making his heart ache.Â
âi canât. i need you by my side, y/n. please, come back.â he begged, shaky hands coming up to cup your face. tears began to stream down his face as he softly cried, making you sigh as you pulled him in a hug.Â
âdo you remember our first meeting?â you asked, gently stroking his hair as he nodded.Â
âi told you, thereâs too much love in this world to be consumed by regret or grief. iâm not saying that you shouldnât grieve, but you have to pick yourself up and continue with the rest of your life eventually. thatâs what i want, mikey.â you spoke, making him look at you with glossy eyes.Â
âif only i knew sooner, i wouldâve done things so much more differently.â mikey sniffled, making you shake your head in disagreement.Â
âthatâs why i didnât tell you. my condition wouldâve consumed you and i didnât want that. i didnât die in vain, i died knowing that i had a loving family and person who loved me for who i am. iâm happy, mikey and itâs time that you find that happiness too.â you assured, kissing his forehead as small drops of rain began to fall.Â
âi envisioned a happy life with you, with one or maybe two little kids running around our house. ken-chin and remi visiting us on christmas, road trips and so much more. iâll wanted to marry you, y/n! youâre the only girl that i have ever loved, the one my heart belongs to.â mikey broke down, trembling as the rain drenched him. you couldnât help but let a few of your own tears fall, watching the man that you love crumble to pieces.Â
âthen marry me, sano.â you looked at him with adoring eyes, making him shoot you a confused look. you took off the promise ring on your pinkie before handing it to him. he took off his as he placed it in your palms, eyes never leaving yours.Â
he slid on the ring on your ring finger as you did the same to him. mikey gave you a soft smile before caressing your cheek.
âgod, i love you so much.â mikey mumbled under his breath, leaning in for a kiss. you accepted it, and for some reason, your lips felt warm and soft.Â
âi love you too, which is why i need you to live for me. iâll always be here with you mikey, somewhere safe and sound.â you placed a hand over his heart, making him cry harder as he nodded.Â
âokay. iâll try, for you.â he offered you a broken smile, kissing your hands as you hummed.Â
âgoodbye, mikey.â you said, and it made his heart drop.Â
âwait! donât leave just yet! ple-â
but it was too late because now it was just him who sat alone by your grave. mikey saw that the pudding he got for you was gone, making him believe that the vision or ghost of you was in fact real.Â
you came back to him, even if it was for a moment.Â
mikey knew that he had to give his life a chance, a chance that you never got. which is why he promised to live to the fullest for you.Â
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big flashing lights nearly blinded the famous race car driver as he cleared his throat, waiting for the interviewer to bombard him with questions.Â
âmr. sano! what a pleasure to have you here, thank you for joining us today.â the woman politely said, making mikey give her a small smile.Â
âthe pleasureâs all mine, thank you for having me.â mikey smoothly replied, making the crowd swoon. for a man that was pushing his mid-thirties, mikey looked amazing, without a doubt. his voice was crisp and honey-like, making it hard for people to resist him.Â
not to mention the generous heart he has.Â
the interview was pretty long, consisting of questions that made mikey talk about his childhood, goals and inspirations. until the burning question hit him like a truck.Â
âmr. sano, youâve got quite a fanbase.â the interviewer started off, being cut off by the loud squeals of mikeyâs fangirls, making him chuckle.Â
âwe all want to know, are you single?â the question pondered in his head, but mikey knew the answer and didnât hesitate.Â
âiâm not, actually.â he revealed, making people gasp and scream from shock.Â
âwhoâs the lucky girl if i may ask?â the interviewer continued to ask for further information. mikey smiled, thinking about the only woman that will ever own his heart.Â
âmy best friend, y/n. sheâs my wife who unfortunately passed away a few years ago due to an inoperable brain tumor. sheâs the love of my life and i miss her every day. i funded the research foundation for inoperable brain tumors in memory of her. sheâs the biggest inspiration in my life and i hope sheâs happy when she watches over me.â mikey spoke into the mic, making the crowd briefly go silent before a loud wave of claps echoed through the room.Â
âyouâre a great man, mr. sano, iâm sure your wife is very proud of you. she sounds like an amazing woman.â the interviewer offered a consoling smile.Â
âshe was. y/n was brilliant, she was smart and talented in almost every aspect. sheâs my other half, which is why it made it hard for me to learn how to live without her after she passed away. but, she always told me how there was too much love in this world and i shouldnât be consumed by grief. so, i picked myself back up and started something to give other people hope for a better tomorrow.â mikey explained, seeing how the audience was in tears from his heart-touching words.Â
for a breif moment, mikey saw you amongst the crowd. his eyes widened, seeing you in a beautiful cherry sundress, similar to the one you wear every summer in high school. you were clapping and you blew him a kiss, to which he caught as his eyes teared.Â
mikey knew that he would never stop falling in love with you and that he would let you break his heart over and over again.Â
because his heart belong to you and only you.Â
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love - jude bellingham x reader.
â small blurb (or scenario from my head) that i thought of to write this! đ€đ
the wedding was wonderful. filled with many laughters and tears, everyone rejoicing, drinking, talking, or dancing. like how jude and you are, your bodies cling together as they swayed side to side. the sea breeze and smell reminding you of the beautiful paradise you got to travel to with your boyfriend.
when you met jude for the first time he had no clue how to dance, yet heâs still learning but right now you didnât care, all you could feel was the warmth and safety in his embrace. his hands rested just above your bum, while yours were wrapped around his shoulders.
his head was rested gently on your temple, yours the same, just whispers of how happy the two of you were and stuff you wanted to do here on the island. but when it did get quiet, all you could hear was the commotion of people and your heart beginning to race faster. âyou know⊠today has me thinking of somethingâŠâ
your head pulled back to face him, his eyes filled with love and pure adoration as he looked into you. âyeah? and what is that?â you ask, your hand coming up to the nape of his neck to draw small shapes. âhow badly i want this with you. a wedding. you and me married one dayâŠâ jude reveals, his face going from soft to serious in matter of seconds.
you intake a breath of air, the room becoming hot all of the sudden at his confession. one of his hand comes to your face where he tucked back a piece of hair behind your ear, being careful with your earrings, then holding your cheek as he continued to speak. âi love you, y/n⊠so much. i want to do everything with youâŠâ
as your bodies continued to sway and danced to the music, you stayed put and came to a halt, tippy toeing to hug him tighter. youâd been together for a few months but never said the three words. there was times when youâd be on the phone, saying goodbye, when watching movies, or when you woke up from your sleep you almost said the words. when he visited your parents for the first time and the two of you were left alone by the bonfire.
love. the word love continued to replay in your head as you kissed his neck, jaw, cheek, his nose and then finally his plump lips. the two of you smiled into the kiss, teeth clashing as you kissed him a bit harder before pulling away. you held his face with both hands as his returned back to their place on your hips.
âi love you jude. i always have and always will.â
âi was so scared youâd say it, because i wanted to say it first,â he says making you giggle as you lean in to peck his lips once more. âiâm just so grateful to have found someone like you. youâre special and truly one of a kind, and i canât help but feel to lucky to have a strong beautiful woman who isnât afraid to follow me while i chase my dreamsâŠâ
âif anything im the lucky one⊠jude youâre my best friend, and if one thing is for sure, is that iâll never stop following you as long as your happy and content,â you say, your bodies going side to side as you return to dance.
âbut jude⊠if you want to get married one day, we have to work on your dance skills pretty boy,â you tease, jude gasping acting offended. âmaâam iâll have you know my dancing skills are wonderful and unique,â jude defends himself with a joking smile plastered on his face.
âwhatever you sayâŠâ you laughed, your forehead resting together as you continued to sway. it didnât feel real, but when you felt him kiss your forehead and bridge of your nose you knew it wasnât a dream or fairytale.
one day itâd be a different place and time. the dream of the both of you being married one day would become true. filled with many tears and laughter, but most importantly, love.
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Think I need someone older
DR3 x Reader LN4!ex x Reader
I had this idea for a little while but now just doing it. I would like to use this style in my requests so got to practice.
Your WARNINGS- cheating and angst-type vibes. Horrible writing sorry besties! toxic lando!
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(Y/N insta story)
caption: Nails done for Aussie GP
The past month has been Lando simply not making time for me. I was hoping that Australian GP would help him out because maybe it was stress. The arguments were over nothing basically and ended with me apologizing. These texts were an obvious lie but whatâs the point of fighting right now. The race was yesterday and he had done good. I went supported of course, was with him at the bar until he couldnât keep his eyes off another girl. The past month has destroyed my self esteem and I canât be bothered anymore.
TWITTER
User1
Lando Norris seen kissing another woman that is not his girlfriend after Australian GP.
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There it is. The girl and of course lando. Getting into the shower, I use it to distract from the pain of being in a dead relationship. The second Iâm out of the shower Iâm on google searching for a nail tech to remove the nails I had gotten done for him.
Y/N insta story
Caption: shoutout to (NailTech) for the emergency fix! đ€
Rolling my eyes at the messages, I start messaging my own PR team as well as Max. Max might be his best friend but he still is a loyal friend to me.
âWeâre going for a hike.â Danny says walking to the couch of the hotel where Iâm sitting in a hoodie he lent me.
âDannyyyâ I whine cuddling the blanket only for him to tug it.
âWe are in my homeland, no moping. I want you to remember betterâ he replies finishing pulling the blanket off me while I continue whining. Pulling my hands to pull me up.
âDanny people will see us and talk shitâ I pout looking up at him.
âLet them, they need to be shit talking your ex more than you. Plus we can hide you from them.â He explains rubbing my arms. Sighing I lean my forehead onto his chest, âfineâ.
Y/nofficial insta
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Australia you were weird but also stunning. Canât wait to be back one day, maybe see more cuties.
User1: Mother we miss you come home
User2: No Lando like but Max still liking.
-user3: Max understands how relationships should work.
Danielricciardo: I thought you were going to actually steal the joey.
-Y/nofficial: I would have if you didnât ruin my fun
-Danielricciardo: IT NEEDS TO BE WITH HIS MOTHER Y/N
-Y/nofficial: I COULD HAVE BEEN ITS MOTHER.
-maxfewtrell: I believe you could have been a good mother
-y/nofficial: thank you Maxie, at least someone believes in me!
-danielricciardo: Iâm not entertaining this, donât steal animals.
-User4: Getting more dany/n content
User5: we see that 9th picture.
-y/nofficial: thatâs my bestie đ𫶠/savior
User6: I believe Y/n could take care of the joey herself.
-Liked by Y/nofficial
âdanielricciardo: stop entertaining her, next time Iâm going to put her on a leash.
-y/nofficial: mememe
JAPAN GP
Y/nofficial Instagram story:
Caption: Japan Gp nails
-landonorris replied: text me, Iâm sorry
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DREAMING ABOUTâŠ
SFW
đ bf!baji who wakes you up with a rough âgâmornin princessâ right before placing the softest kiss on your forehead
đ bf!baji who initially tried to kiss you on the lips and only rolled his eyes when you complained about âmorning breathâ, whatever that is
đ bf!baji who takes twice as long as you in the shower, yet is still somehow ready before you are.
đ bf!baji who to your surprise, actually knows his way around a kitchen. the first time he ever made you breakfast your eyes followed him in amazement as he made the best omelette youâve ever tasted
đ bf!baji who definitely got into a fight trying to protect you. he couldnât stand watching you shift in place uncomfortably because the dude in front of you couldnât take a fucking hint, so he did what he had to do
đ bf!baji who also apologized to you when you were finally alone, because he would never want to scare you :(
đ bf!baji who despite his serious and gruff demeanor, is actually quite clumsy and just a little bit dumb đđœ
đ bf!baji who will also ask you âhey babe, have you seen my glasses?â while staring at you through the prescribed lenses đ
đ bf!baji who nearly suffocates you at the front door while leaving for work because although he does love his animals at the store, heâd much rather stay home and hover behind you all day đ«¶đœ
đ bf!baji who sends you cute texts at work when thereâs no customers because heâs bored :(
come visit me i miss you >:(
bby iâm in class
âŠand?
đ bf!baji who adores you in his clothes. when you first started dating, he found it a bit annoying that his favorite shirts and hoodies would go missing, but when he finally saw you wearing one of his old band t-shirts while cleaning? he was putty in your hands
đ bf!baji who comes home to find you in a pair of shorts and one of his shirts on the couch, and immediately crushed you with his body while smothering you with kisses
đ bf!baji who pouts when you get out of bed at anytime because heâs tired but canât seem to go to sleep unless his nose is buried in your hair and his arms have you trapped against him đ„ș
đ bf!baji who will do absolutely anything for you. it doesnât matter the request, just tell him what to do and heâs got it. order out for dinner tonight? sure thing. you want to watch movies and lay on his chest? heâs at your beck and call. want him to jump off a cliff? just let him know how high bby đ
NSFW BELOW THE CUTâŠ
NSFW
đ bf!baji who thinks youâre the prettiest when his cock is shoved down your throat, eyes wide and glassy as you struggle to take all of him. you gag reflexively when your nose bumps his pubic bone, and the sight only makes his jaw clench and dick throb
đ bf!baji who actually laughs when you beg for him to slow down his thrusts, your words only inspiring him to move faster because why would he stop when you make such pretty noises?
đ bf!baji who groans low and deep in your ear, sending shivers straight down your spine and between your legs. heâll never tell you that he does it on purpose, just to feel the way your thighs tighten around him and pull him in closer
đ bf!baji who definitely didnât get a mirror installed above his bed so he could get a good view of you from all angles :)
đ bf!baji who eats you out like a mad man. if your hands werenât tied to the headboard then they were laced in his hair, yanking on bundle after bundle as you tried to simultaneously push him away and bring him closer
đ bf!baji who openly admits to loving getting his hair pulled, and sends a shockwave of vibrations against your clit every time you tug a little harder than necessary
đ bf!baji who partakes in the nastiest make out sessions. wherever you are, if he manages to get his lips on yours, expect his tongue to be exploring your mouth while you attempt to keep his straying hands at bay
đ bf!baji who will spit in your mouth before pressing his tongue against yours again. you havenât gotten the chance to breath in a while and once you finally manage to pull away, thereâs a trail of saliva connecting your lips. like i said, n a s t y.
đ bf!baji who is very much banned from PDA because youâre tired of scarring the old ladies that are shopping in the clothing aisle at walmart
đ bf!baji who can say the most vile shit in bed. you knew the man wasnât one for niceties, but you couldnât stop your cunt from clenching around him, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the filth he spewed your way
âaww, whatâs wrong baby? i thought you said you could take it?â âuh uh, donât run from me. you asked for this, now take my cock like a good little cocksleeve.â âoh? did you like that baby? your cunt just squeezed around me so tight- fuck.â
đ bf!baji who isnât super vocal in bed, unless heâs close to coming. the most you could usually get out of him was a slightly strained grunt, which he did on purpose, but when you caught him on the right day, he would slur profanities into your ear, much to your happiness
âplease baby, fuck.â âkeep fucking me like that,â âyou feel so fucking good wrapped around meâŠâ âshit, just like that princessâ âyouâre gonna make me come.â
đ bf!baji who wasnât too keen on using toys in the bedroom, until he watched your legs shake for the umpteenth time as he held your vibrator against your overly sensitive clit. he wasnât sure what exactly enthralled him the way it did, but he was willing to continue experimenting until he figured it out
đ bf!baji who definitely fucked you in the back of his store while chifuyuu helped out a customer. the boy knew exactly what was happening the moment you two snuck into the storage area, his face turning beet red as he rung up a 10lb bag of dog food
đbf!baji who is a bit of an exhibitionist, but let someone try and take a peek at you without his permission and watch how fast you lose the ability to use your eyes
đ bf!baji who will choke you until youâre blue during one round, then hold your hand while moaning about how good you feel the next. thereâs never a dull moment with this one
đ bf!baji who makes you worried that the next time you look in the mirror after having sex, there will be a bald spot waiting to surprise you with how rough he pulls on the locks when giving you back shots
đbf!baji whoâs favorite position is doggy. thatâs it. thatâs the tweet.
đ bf!baji who doesnât stop until youâre sweaty, weak and begging for a few minutes to rest. luckily enough for you, those few minutes were all baji needed to slip into a deep slumber until the next morning when heâll just wake up and start again :)
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request: bill kaulitz x self-destruct reader hcsđ I mean, she knows she's hurting herself but she doesn't care? doesn't sleep (and even if she does, she goes to bed very late and then gets up very late, so she's usually restless, tired and barely alive/ barely in touch with reality), barely eats (and even if she eats little , I drink too much energy drinks and takes tranquilizer pills), probably does sh and takes drugs (cigarettes, alcohol and drugs) and it all makes her look practically zombie but she likes this lifestyle?
cw: self harm, alcoholic tendencies, drugs, slight ED, toxic relationship, tons of angst, swearing, NOT PROOFREAD.
bill kaulitz x self-destruct reader
âą when you two first met, it was at a party and you guys ended up sleeping together that night. you fell asleep right after so he ended up staying the night at your hotel room.
âą when you woke up in the morning, you brushed your teeth and then went over to your drawer to get on new clothes when you felt hands on your hips.
âą you turned around to see bill smiling at you. "Sooo, how long do I have to wait before I can ask you out on a date, hmm?" you rolled your eyes and pushed his hands away.
âą "Uhmm, never? You don't wanna have to deal with my shit." you said as you pulled your jeans up.
âą "Oh come on, everybody has shit."
âą "Not like me. So, you should just go." you pulled on your shirt and turned back to him. He was just staring at you, smiling for God-knows-what. you had to admit, he looked amazing. he only had his boxers on, and he looked great shirtless.
âą "I'll get you one day, y/n y/l/n." he smiled at you and pulled on his clothes. you rolled your eyes as he kissed you on the forehead and left.
âą then you two met again at a music festival and that's when you finally decides to give him a chance after the hours of flirting he spent on you. you weren't scared though, you were sure he'd leave after he saw what you were really like. and you had accepted that.
That was a couple weeks ago. Bill became very aware of the "shit" you were talking about pretty quickly.
âą whenever you were at a party with bill you'd always drink too much to the point where you couldn't see straight and your head was pounding like no tomorrow. Bill would take you back to your hotel room and lay you down on your bed and tuck you in. Then he'd sit with you until you finally fell asleep since he knew you'd just stay awake if he didnt.
âą one night, you were completely wasted and he had to carry you back to your hotel. again.
"Mmm... Billy I want you soooo bad. pretty pleaaaasee?" you whispered in his ear, giggling and pouting as he unlocked your door and dragged you inside.
"You're drunk. That's not happening, okay?" He said, setting you down on your bed and beginning to wipe your makeup off.
"But Billy..." You'd whine and pout, while he'd just sit there and comb through your hair till you fell fast asleep.
"Goodnight, Schatzi." He'd whisper to you and place a kiss on your forehead.
âą you'd also get angry a lot. you were in your hotel room, bawling your eyes out on the bathroom floor. It was 11 PM. your wrists were bleeding a bit from you scratching at them for so long, and your cheeks were bright red from the crying.
âą you just wanted to sit there forever and wallow in your own self pity when you heard the door to your hotel open.
"Y/n! You in here?" Bill yelled to you, as you did your best to stand up and wipe your tears away. You gazed at your eyes in the mirror and there were streaks of mascara running down your face. You wiped them off your cheeks and opened the bathroom door to greet him.
"Hey! What're you doing here?" He turned around to see you but you saw his face drop.
"Are you okay? Were you crying in there?" He pointed to the bathroom. You scoffed and rolled your eyes as you closed the door. You pushed the inner part of your arms against yourself so he didn't notice.
"What? God no, I'm just tired. You should probably go." You said as you walked past him and started to change your clothes. He walked over to you and slightly grabbed your chin with his hand. He tilted his head at you and ran his fingers through your hair.
"Come on, just tell me what's wrong." You slapped his hand away and pulled on some shorts.
"I said I'm just fucking tired! Will you back the fuck off?!" You pushed him away and went to grab a new shirt to sleep him. He was bringing up emotions you didn't want to feel. You wiped away a couple tears when you felt his arms wrap around you. He placed some kisses on your shoulders and rubbed his cheek against you.
"I'm here for you, okay? Let me help you.." You could feel anger boiling up inside you. Your eye twitched. He's acting like you needed to be fixed or something. Why would he say shit like this?! You turned yourself around and pushed your hands against his shoulders trying to push his away.
"Can you get the fuck off of me! I don't need your fucking with anything just get the fuck away!" you yelled at him, tears pouring down your cheeks now. You slammed your hand against his shoulder trying to push him away.
"You don't need to push me away, y/n! It's okay!" He wrapped his arms tightly around you as more and more tears came flooding from you.
Your finger nails dug into his shoulders, harder and harder with every word. You could see him wincing in pain but he only hugged you tighter. Why would he want this?
âą you hated that he stayed around. you didn't understand why he'd wanna be with someone like you? you set yourself on a path of destruction and ruined everything in your path, why would he take his chances like this?
âą you were laying down in your bed when bill came around again. like before, tears were running down your cheeks and mascara was wiped all over your face but you were just laying there. not feeling anything. you had taken a couple different kinds of drugs so you were basically emotionless at this point.
âą when bill walked in, he dropped everything and ran to your aid. he sat on the bed and cupped your cheek in his hand to make you look up at him.
âą when you turned over at him, he couldn't see anything in your eyes. nothing. all you could remember is how sad you looked.
âą he laid down next to you and wrapped his arms around you and kissed your shoulders.
"do you want me to stay?" He asked, brushing your hair off of your face and pulling you closer to his body.
you just nodded and laid down against the pillows as bill whispered sweet nothings in your ear and rubbed your sides with his hands.
âą it was about a month into your relationship when bill realized how little you ate.
âą at first, he just thought you didn't eat breakfast but over time he noticed you didn't really eat anything unless you were offered something.
âą bill also took notice when all you ate was slim jims and energy drinks. Thats when he started bringing you food.
âą in the mornings, he'd come in with breakfast and give you a little kiss on the forehead. "Wakey, wakey, baby." He'd say to you and place a bunch of little kisses on your face until you wake up.
"Mmm...what are you doing here?" You said to him groggily, wiping your eyes.
"I brought you breakfast. Come on, geeet up." He'd lift you up by your arms and place the food in front of you, then he'd sit down next to you and wrap his arms around you to make sure you're eating.
"I'm not hungry, Bill." You'd say to him, resting your cheek on his arm.
"Too bad, eat up." He would take your fork and cut into your waffle and place it in front of your mouth until you opened up to eat it.
You eventually would give up and just start eating.
"Why are you doing all of this? I'm just a burden, y'know?" You say to him with your mouth full and your eyes looking up at him all cute and widened.
" 'cause I like you. And I think you're cute." You rolled your eyes and continued eating but bill would have a big, fat smile on his face.
âą during the day you'd be like a zombie. your eyes would be dull and half open. Big, dark circles under your eyes and you wouldn't do much. But bill didn't mind. He would lay down with you on the couch and give you massages and kisses on your temples to relax you.
âą when bill found out that you hurt yourself, he kissed up and down your body for hours. Whether it was your arms or your thighs, he'd be kissing it. He told you how much he loved you and didn't want you to hurt yourself.
âą he didn't want you to feel pressured about talking about your feelings but once you did he would just hold you and listen to you talk, getting everything out. and he would never judge you for anything.
âą you told him that you'd stop hurting yourself and you did. for a few days. But that changed once you got away from bill for a little while and you got high at a club.
Bill wanted the best for you but you werent good for him. You knew that, you tried to change yourself for him because you loved him so much. But in the process of being with you, he got hurt too much. You tried to tell him, but he couldn't help but love you. In his eyes, you were perfect.
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Heya!! Hope youâre doing well <3 love the writing youâve been spoiling us with ^_^ đ«¶
If youâre open to requests, would it be okay to ask for headcannons form Zoro, Sanji and Law and a reader who unintentionally âworks till they dropâ? Like, theyâre bothered or upset about something- but isnât sure how to confront or deal with it, so they just keep on working till they just crash in bed, sleep, wake up and repeat?
Sorry if thats a bit much to ask-! You can ignore this eheh⊠wishing you the best and hope you have a good day <3
Oh i absolutely can do that!! But also I hope you're doing well bb, make sure to eat well and stay hydrated!!
[Heads up!: some unhealthy habits, comfort, the boys being good boys đ]
Zoro ă
Ą He may give the impression that he doesn't pay attention to what you do during the day, but he does ă
Ą especially when you usually end up napping with him sometime during the day.
So when you stop and he starts seeing less and less of you because you're busy from sun up to sundown, he knows something is up. He also knows that confronting you outright probably isn't the best eay to go if it's something you haven't brought up yourself, so he does it in a roundabout way.
Grabbing at your hand when you pass by his napping area of the afternoon, he simply tugs until you end up leaning against him, arm thrown over your shoulder. "Nap with me," he says simply, and you frown.
"Zoro, I have stuff to doă
Ą"
"It'll be there when you wake up." His tone is firm, clear that he won't be taking a 'no' for an answer. When you relent, he hums. If you fall asleep, that's fine. If you don't, that's also fine ă
Ą Zoro's intent is to just get you to stay still long enough for your body to get some rest.
And then later, if you feel up to it, he'll ask if you want to talk.
ă
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Sanji ă
Ą Like Zoro, he knows your routine and any deviation from it immediately sends off warning bells, especially when you start neglecting the snacks and drinks he brings you. (It doesn't go to waste, you give it to Luffy who has no qualms in telling Sanji it's him who ate/drank them, not you.)
"Mon petit chou," he coos as he sets down the delicate flute and plate, "A snack befitting someone as sweet as yourself."
"Thanks Sanji," you say, "I'll eat it in a second."
You don't look up, and Sanji frowns. "I think Luffy might finally get a cavity if you keep feeding him extra sweets."
You freeze. "Sanji...it's not that I don't want to want it, I just..." He holds a hand up.
"Being busy is fine," he says, tone soothing, "but you need to make time for yourself too."
He's right, you know that ă
Ą amd you appreciate the reminder, as well as the affectionate hand on your shoulder and kiss to your forehead.
When Sanji checks later, both the glass and plate are empty, and smiles to himself Luffy whines about not getting a predinner snack.
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Law ă
Ą Truthfully as someone who does the exact same thing, Law's a little horrified it takes him as long as it does to see how bad it's gotten with you.
He feels guilty and tries to get you to talk about it because he knows something is bothering you ă
Ą and if you don't, he gets it. But he also won't just sit back and let you tear yourself apart like that either.
So when he demands you take breaks, he does so himself ă
Ą gives you the ultimatum of building healthier coping skills with you rather than let you do it alone.
"Are you speaking as my captain or my doctor?" You ask at one point when he tells you that you need to take a break, and his eyes flash before he leans over you.
"As your boyfriend," he intones, lets his fingers drift along the line of your jaw and up to brush hair from your face. He isn't above using affection as incentive, and it's amazing the turnaround he gets from you when kisses are involved.
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Hey! Can I ask for a request of Matt caring for you when you're sick? It can be fem or gender neutral reader, I don't mind :) I feel like he's just so soft and gentle and AHHHHH đ Thank you and I hope you're doing good!
Chicken Soup, M. Sturniolo
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Summary: In which Matt decides that the best way to help your cold is a big pot of homemade soup
Pairing: Matt x feminine reader
Warnings: None!
Word Count: 993
A/N: Thank you for request! Ya girl has COVID rn, so where is my Matt to care for me đ€š
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You rarely got sick. If you did, it was usually just a headache and the sniffles. Rarely were you ever sick enough to stay home from school or work, and hardly ever enough to be bed bound. Everyone was bound to get sick at some point, though, and that was how you found yourself at nine am on this particular Sunday morning.Â
You blinked open your eyes, noting the pain in your limbs as you stretched out from sleeping. It took less than ten seconds of you being awake to notice something was off. Your head was pounding, your throat hurt, you were shivering with body aches, and you let out a barking cough as you yawned. Too stubborn in your âI donât get sickâ mindset to get up and get some medicine, you closed your eyes and snuggled closer to Matt, who was still asleep, brown hair feathered across his pillow.Â
The exhaustion from your illness kicked in, and it didnât take you long to fall asleep again. You and your boyfriend stayed asleep for quite some time, until Matt woke up feeling too hot. As he shifted, he realized it wasnât that he was hot, it was your cuddled frame making him feel that way. Being so in love with you, Matt was in sync with everything about you, and quickly noticed your congested sores.
âPhew,â Matt mumbled, pressing a kiss to your forehead to check your temperature. âYou're burning up.â he whispered sadly.Â
Luckily, the movement didnât wake you and Matt was able to slide out of bed, pulling the covers over you. He wandered into the kitchen, making himself a bagel and looking at the clock on the microwave. You rarely ever slept past eight-thirty, which only worried him more. As if his thoughts summoned you, you appeared in the kitchen beside him when he turned, wrapped in a thick blanket, shivering and coughing.
âOh sweetheart,â he said sadly, pulling you into a hug. âYou look miserable.â
âWell good morning to you too.â You mumbled, not losing your sass in your sickness.Â
âHow long have you been feeling sick, babe? Youâre burning.â
You didnât protest when Matt picked you up bridal style and carried you to the couch, effortlessly laying you down against the soft cushions and then snuggling beside you. âI just woke up like this.â You whispered sadly.Â
That made Matt worry, but he tried not to let the anxiety crease his face. âWhat are your symptoms?â
âFever, sore throat, body pains, headache, and cough.â You rattled off sadly.Â
Matt kissed your forehead with a soft âIâm sorryâ and âBe right backâ. He quickly stood up off the couch and went into the kitchen, digging around for things that would make you feel better. You could hear him bustling around, followed by a large crash, but you were much too tired to care. You just closed your eyes and snuggled further into your blanket, resting your throbbing head against the couch cushions.Â
âIâm sorry,â Your boyfriend whispered, reentering the living room. âI dropped a glass.â
âI heard.â You croaked and coughed, opening your eyes to see Matt balancing a thermometer, medicine, your water bottle, and tea in his hands.Â
Matt carefully placed the items on the coffee table, trying to be gentle. He quickly took your temperature, frowning when the thermometer read 103.2 (39.5 C). âThatâs high, baby. Letâs take some medicine, okay?âÂ
You were too tired to do much else, so you just nodded, allowing Matt to dose you up on medicine and hand you the tea. You both continued to cuddle for the rest of the morning, despite your protests. Whenever you told your boyfriend he would get sick, Matt just responded with the clichĂ© âI donât careâ. That led you to now, where you were cuddled up on Mattâs chest, coughing, while some trashy reality TV played. You had moved from the couch since this morning, and it was nearing one pm.Â
Matt didnât feel very good about letting you sit here and burn up with fever, so he gently kissed your forehead, rubbing your back. âHey hun? Why donât you go take a shower and Iâll make you some food while you do that? It might help your aches and open your sinuses.â he explained gently, rubbing your back.Â
âNot hungry.â You mumbled.
âNot even for soup?â
That seemed to help make up your mind. You trudged to the shower after Matt planted a kiss to your cheek. Once he heard the water start and you step into the shower, Matt padded to the kitchen, pulling out everything he would need for soup. Though he didnât look like it, your boyfriend was an excellent cook. He had been taught well, and continued to carry those skills into adulthood. As he poured the noodles, chicken, and vegetables into the pot, his heart broke as he listened to your congested coughs coming from the bathroom.Â
It wasnât long before you had finished up in the shower and entered the kitchen, wrapping your arms around Matt from behind as he stirred the pot on the stove.Â
âHey baby!â he smiled, kissing your head. âFeeling better?â
âA little,â You admitted, your cheeks blushing as you sniffled. âThat looks good.â You peered into the soup pot.Â
âThis is what my mom would do when we were kids and sick.â Matt admitted shyly, a blush dotting his nose.Â
âAWWWW,â You started, then coughed. âBaby Matt.â
Your boyfriend kissed you again, before patting your ass softly. âGo lay down, hun. Iâll bring it to you when itâs ready.â
And as you cuddled up on the couch, eager for Mattâs cuddles and famous, homemade soup, you couldnât help but to think about how lucky you were that you had a lovely, caring boyfriend. The fact that he was an excellent cook who also served as a cuddly teddy bear was an added bonus if you had ever seen one.Â
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gifting them a handmade sweater â hashira men
Authorâs Note: tried to write these a lil silly, a tad awkward, and very sweet. đ„°
gifting them a handmade sweater â hashira men
Word Count: ~1,700
CW: explicit language, mild sexual content
Emergency Request Fulfilled: This may be a silly request. I decided to knit my boyfriend a sweater and like I tried my best but when I gave it to him he thought I bought it and went on about how I should return it because it looked awful and was laughing. I didnât have the heart to say I did it and it shattered my heart đ„ČIs it possible you could write a lil something of how the hashira men react to an f reader giving them a sweater they made for them? I feel silly requesting something so dorky.Â
~faqs~
Will it fit? is Gyomeiâs first concern as his fingers peruse the fuzzy material shoved shyly into his awaiting hands
âHEHEHE đ
âWill it fit? đđ
âWhy do I always get struck by Horny Cupidâą whenever I hc for Gyomei? đ„Č
âThe manâs a stud đđđ
âThatâs why đ
âAnyway
He doesnât recall you asking to take his measurements
But then he remembers how often you borrow his clothes
#you donât need to ask
#itâs OUR closet tyvm đ
âWhatâs the occasion?â he questions softly, slipping off his current shirt in favor of trying on his new sweater
âHELLO ABS đłđ«
âNothing wrong w/ your partner undressing in front of you, nothing at all đ«ą
âYâknow you can wear it over a shirt, right?â
So sue you if youâre suddenly a tad breathless đ
Gyomei smirks at the hitch in your voice
Heâs onto us you đ”âđ«
âI thought youâd be more appreciative of my method.â đ
âHrr đ„”
âDoes it fit?â
âYou tell me,â he chuckles, âDoes it look okay? Iâm not bursting at the seams?â
*cue unapologetic glance downward*
âN-nope, not bursting at the seams.â đ
âIâll wear it,â he promptly answers your silently hovering question, âIâm honored by the time and effort you put into this gift. Thank you.â
âHow honored?â you squeak
âExtremely,â as he reaches for your face, his mouth curving into a gentle smile as you settle your jaw into his cupped palms, âYou are simply the best.â
He kisses your nose knowing itâll make you giggle âșïž
âI canât accept this.â
Help this man
Obanai is already a tomato đ
Say something nice, and he might just squirt đ
âWhat is that supposed to mean?â you huff, eyes narrowed at his immediate rejection of your hard work
âI donât deserve it!â âčïž
âThe hell you donât deserve? Is my effort not worthy of your wear? Am I not worthy of you?â
You donât mean to play dirty or harshly, but câmon
Immediate rejection of a gift stings, yanno? đ
âNo, no, no, your effort is more than worthy! Too worthy! I just-â
Obanai shuts up, grabs the sweater, and tugs it over his head in one only slightly tangled motion
âCnIhvesumhep?â comes his garbled voice from somewhere inside the sweater
Rolling your eyes, you guide the collar around the top of his head, exasperated smile tugging at the corner of your mouth when his head finally pops through
âI graciously accept your gift,â he mumbles đ
âYeah?â you smirk, arms crossing, âThat was so gracious of you.â
Pouting, he flicks your forehead faster than you can step back, cheeks dusted rose as he murmurs, âIâm working on it.â đ„ș
You vow then and there to shower your sheepish, brilliant man in more gifts, more often
Nothing like a lil exposure therapy to quicken his progress đ
(ofc, you donât go too overboard, bc respecting his boundaries and comfort is foremost)
âI love it!â Kyojuro declares, dazzling grin on his face, eyes wide with delight as he hugs the sweater to his chest â€ïžâđ„
âYou havenât even tried it on!â you giggle, shoving playfully at his bicep, âIf it doesnât fit, then I can make adjustments.â
âIf it is too small for me, then you are welcome to keep it for yourself, and I will commission you to make me a bigger, matching one!â
You blink once, twice
He really likes it that much?
âIs this you being generous, or sincere?â you ask, not unkindly
âI am being both!â
Damn his beautiful, brain-slowing smile đ
What were you about to say? đ
âWhat if itâs too big?â
âThen I will be all the more cozy, and I will still commission you to make yourself a matching, oversized sweater!â
âIf youâre so interested in wearing matching clothes, then you could just say so,â you snort, cheeks warming at the sight of Kyojuroâs skin peeking out from under his shirt đ«ą
(bc he did the whole arms-raising-to-put-on-the-sweater-and-oop-thereâs-his-sexy-midriff thing)
âI am interested in supporting you and your creative ventures!â striking a pose, âThis might be the most comfortable sweater I have ever owned!â đ€
âYouâre exaggerating.â đ„Ž
âPerhaps,â he admits, closing the gap between your skepticism and his enthusiasm, lips planted firmly on your forehead, âBut I meant it when I said I love it, and it fits perfectly fine.â đ„°
âIs this homemade?â he demands
⊠đŹ
âYes, Sanemi.â
âI can tell.â
Oof đ„Č
But he puts it on faster than your embarrassment can react
âIt fits,â in his typical gruff-w/-hint-of-pride/affection tone
âTruth be told, he didnât expect it to fit đ
He makes sure to wear it at least once a weekÂ
Informs you about all the compliments it receives
(you can trust he isnât lying bc he gets flustered and grumpy)
Doesnât tell you about how he ~mildly threatens anyone who dares to even glance at it oddly đ
Maybe itâs not his favorite sweater, but youâre his favorite person đ
Sanemiâd never tell you this lest you took advantage, but: heâd swap out his entire wardrobe (and that includes his expensive items) for clothes handmade by you and only you đ„ș
If you so desired to make him an entire new wardrobe, that is đ
#heâd pay you, ofc #and heâd only miss his grey sweatpants ~a lil đ #emphasis on grey sweatpants đ
âI need help
âI have a gift for you too,â Muichiro smiles, ears pink, nose crinkled happily
âOh?â
âItâs not much,â as he wiggles into the sweater, âBut it reminded me of you,â rushing off to fetch his present
âTada!â he returns moments later, a mug cradled carefully against his chest, âI found it at a thrift shop.â đ
Its coloring reminds you of the ocean after a storm, large and tall with a thick handle, textured sides providing dimension and uniqueness đ
âI thought you said we didnât need more mugs,â you manage to mumble, cheeks already beginning to hurt from how widely youâre smiling đ„șđ„°
âWe donât,â he shrugs, entirely unbothered, âBut Iâll always need your happiness, and this makes you happy.â
It does đ
âAs a mug hoarder, Muichiroâs hcs are only ~very self indulgent of me đ€Ș
âYou havenât told me what you think about my gift to you!â
âItâs a bit tight around the shoulders, but the overall construction is phenomenal.â đ
âI can adjust it.â đ
âYes please. Iâll wear it plenty if it fits properly.â đ
Forwardness may not feel uber romantic, but well meaning honesty warms your heart all the same đ
âItâs not holiday season,â Giyuu tilts his head, brow furrowed đ€š
âAre you calling it ugly?â you scowl, lips pursed, âSweaters arenât specifically for the holidays, Giyuu, theyâre good for layering and style,â eyes narrowing, âAlthough perhaps the issue here is your overall lack of style?â đ
âIâm not calling it ugly,â he deadpans, lump in his throat when he notices how shiny your eyes are, âAre you going to cry?â đł
âNO.â đđą
âIâm not calling it ugly!â more urgent now, his expression softening as cool fingers brush gently against your cheek, âI suppose I do lack⊠style,â gruff tone coaxing a watery smile from you, âWill I regret asking for your expertise?â đ¶đ«¶
âMaaaybe,â you finally crack an exuberant grin, turning your head to press a tender kiss into his palm, âThere are a lot of rules.â đ
âA lot ofâŠâ doing his best to conceal his noticeable grimace, âRules?â
âThereâre three main facets of fashion: comfort, utility, and just because.â
âJust because?â đ€
âConfused Giyuu is my fave Giyuu teehee đ
âAlso: take my fashion ~advice w/ a grain of salt
âMy main concern is color coordination
âBeyond that, Iâm (almost) as oblivious/do-not-care as Giyuu đ
âSweatshirt and sweatpants combo? Comfort. Raincoat and rain boots when itâs raining? Utility. Athletic gear while working out? Utility. The incredible sweater I painstakingly made for you? Comfort and just because.â
Amusement flickers in his gaze as understanding slowly dawns đ
âAnd what about pajamas?â
âComfort and utility.â
âAnd,â his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper, âNude?â đ«ą
âAll three,â you wink, âEspecially if it involves both of us in bed.â
Giyuu may lack style, but he does not lack the ability to end up in bedânudeâw/ you đ”âđ«đđ
Tengen: Does it light up? đ§
Suma: Itâs gorgeous! đ *squeals excitedly*
You: Excuse me? đ
Tengen: *pondering* Can you add glitter? đ€
Hina: Tengen⊠đ
Tengen: Donât get me wrong! I love the design, and the fit is comfortable, but-
Makio: Did you not notice the interwoven tinsel yarn?
Tengen: *huffs* Is that whatâs so itchy? đ
You: TENGEN. đ
Tengen: *pouts* I have sensitive breasts. đ
You: *scowling* So wear a damn shirt underneath it.
Tengen: *wistful sigh* But then your love and affection wonât directly touch my skin. đ„ș
Suma: Ooh babe, could you make me one next? âșïž *bambi eyes*
Makio: Hold up, ME next! đ *gripping your hand*
Hina: *patiently* Iâd love one too, please and thank you. đ
Tengen: One of you could have mine, and then I could get a new one that doesnât irritate my br-
Everyone sans Tengen: TENGEN! đĄ
Hina: Be grateful, not greedy!
Makio: Shut up about your breasts.
Suma: Iâll take yours, and give it the appreciation and attention it deserves!
Tengen: *thoroughly berated* Thank you [y/n], I apologize for my insensitivity and selfishness. đ
You: *amused* *Makio is tucked into your left side* *Suma into your right* Is it truly that itchy?
Tengen: *quietly* No.
You: Iâll make sweaters as your birthday gifts, does that seem fair enough? đ
Makio: *thinking hard* Fine.
Suma: *wetly smooches your cheek* Perfect! Thank you!
Hina: If you wouldnât mind teaching me, then Iâd be content to make my own. *eyeing Makio, Suma, and Tengen* You already have your hands full, after all. đ
You: *giggling* *meanwhile, the aforementioned trio glare @ Hina* Itâd be my pleasure. đ«¶
Tengen: Alright, alright, group hug! đ€
You: *cooing* Aww, do you feel left o-Â
Tengen: *proceeds to squish you, Hina, Makio, and Suma into a gigantic hug* *aka he most certainly does feel left out* đđ
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Winter Sun - Chapter 6
Note - happy valentines guys đ„ș the second to last chapter I actually canât believe it like how did we get here. I know a lot of you have been dreading this moment and wonât actually read it until next week but I hope you enjoy and Iâm sorry in advance đđ©· I know itâs not the best thing to read on a day like today but I would love some feedback so please let me know what you think if youâd like to đ©·
Pairing - Mason Mount Ă Reader
Word count - 8k
Warnings - series will contain fluff, smut & angst
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Waking up wrapped up in Masons arms wasnât something you ever pictured at the start of this holiday. Another rule broken but you could look past this one.
He was adorable, his hair a mess as it fell over his forehead making him look even more boyish and charming than usual and his eyebrows were pinched together making him almost look irritated but it was his pretty pink pout you loved the most. Wanting to reach down so you could kiss him properly but you knew you shouldnât.
As quickly and as quietly as you could, you got yourself out of his grip and made your way back to your room. Popping a gentle kiss on his head as you did so before getting ready for your last day by the pool. You wanted to get there a little earlier today just in case Ben was waiting for you and your suspicions were confirmed when you found him outside already.
âYou all ready for your lesson, y/n?â Ben smiled as soon as you stepped outside and you nodded at him shyly.
Truth be told, you were a little apprehensive about coming out here today after the drama of yesterday. Not wanting everyone to look at you sympathetically or for anyone to make a fuss but thankfully it was just Ben and Woody out here for the moment and when the latter sent you a bright smile you returned it.
âI think soâ
âGood I was researching all night and I think Iâve devised the perfect lessonâ he smiled proudly so after a big deep breath you made your way to the steps of the pool and Ben came to stand next to you. âItâs not so deep just here, should come to your waist so youâll be alrightâ he smiled but when he held his hand out you took it before following him into the pool.
You felt your knees shake a little with each step you took but soon enough youâd made it all the way down and Ben was right, the water was just past your waist and you felt like half the battle was done already.
You started off holding onto the sides, letting your body float with a little help from Woody before you could do it on your own and you began to kick your legs.
âWhatâs going on out here?â You suddenly heard, looking up to see Mason stood just outside the door with an unreadable expression on his face.
âSwimming lessonâ Ben told him, looking up at him nervously as they hadnât spoken since Mason snapped at him yesterday but you knew Mason couldnât stay mad at him for long.
Mason didnât answer, just nodded his head once before walking back inside and you felt your heart sink. He hadnât even looked at you before going in and you wondered if you should follow him in but Ben was ready for the next part of your lesson so you just ignored it for now.
You and Ben were surprised at how quickly you managed to pick up the basics but no one was more surprised than Carly. Excitedly squealing as you showed her your new tricks before grabbing her phone to take some photos in order to commemorate the big moment.
Mason still hadn't come back outside even after everyone else had and once your lesson was over and once youâd dried off you still couldnât find him inside anywhere but when you came outside again there he was sat. All on his own on the table to the opposite side of where the pair of you could normally be found.
You wanted to speak to him but his attitude this morning was making you feel unsure of yourself until you gave yourself a pep talk. This was Mason, the boy who kissed you like you were his own yesterday and whose arms you fell asleep in last night so you shook yourself off and made your way over to him.
âMase?â You asked, standing in front of him so that heâd look at you and when he eventually did were shocked at his blank expression. âWhy are you sat over here all alone?
He didnât answer you, just shrugged before looking back at his phone and you didnât know what to do. Heâd never been this way with you before ever and you were shocked at how cold he was acting towards you after yesterday.
âCan I get you a drink? Anything to eat?â
âNo thanksâ
You were stumped, your tummy sinking lower the longer he looked away from you so eventually you did the only thing you could and walked away from him. Going back to your own lounger and sitting down but you could see Ben moving out of the corner of your eye.
âIâll go have a word with him. We havenât spoken since yesterday so itâs probably me heâs in a mood withâ he told you. Watching him stalk off over to the other side of the pool and chat to Mason for a few seconds before their pair of them went out of sight.
You werenât sure what youâd done to make him not want to talk to you or even sit by you so you let Ben go and see to him. Watching the pair of them stand up and walk down to the grassy area that was just out of sight and even though it was none of your business you were itching to know what they were talking about.
When they came back Mason was smiling and laughing with Ben but he still didnât come and sit with you. Making it clear that it was you he had the issue with and you felt your eyes fill with tears. You tried blinking them away but it was no use, you were upset and confused and no longer wanted to be out there with him so you quickly got up and rushed back inside to your room. You knew he was watching you leave but he made no attempt to follow you and you didnât know if you were sad or relieved about it.
âStop cryingâ you whispered to yourself once you were in the safy of your bathroom. Fanning your face and dabbing your eyes to try and stop yourself having a full on meltdown but you were so confused by his actions you didnât know how to behave.
You thought about spending the rest of the day in your room but that seemed a little dramatic so with one final look in the mirror you made your way outside again. Not before chucking on a cover up as you felt a little uncomfortable being so exposed in front of him again for some reason but by the time you were back outside Mason had moved again. Sat on his side of your shared lounger and your heart gave a thump at the sight of him.
You didnât know what to do, would it be awkward if you went and sat there again? Or would it be more awkward if you went and sat somewhere else?
In the end you went back over, sitting up right as he was laid back and you made no attempt to even look at him until you felt his fingers close around your wrist. Turing to look at him with a blank expression as his eyes looked deeply into yours.
He didnât say a word, just patted his chest with his free hand as an invitation for you to lay on him and even though you desperately didnât want to give into him that quickly you felt yourself shuffling around to face him. Laying back in his arms so you could place your head on his chest and when he squeezed you tightly you felt yourself on the brink once more.
âWhy did you get dressed?â He asked you quietly, his hand reaching up and under your top so he could lightly run his fingers across your skin but you just shook your head as you nuzzled into him further. Not able to string a few words together as you were feeling shy and unsure of yourself but he only held you tighter.
You knew this was his way of saying sorry without actually saying it and even though you so desperately wanted to talk to him about what was bothering him, you also didnât want to push your luck and push him away any further away.
So you laid there in silence. Listening to one anotherâs breathing as Ben's music played over the speakers in the background. The warm sun on your skin as you soaked up the last of it that you could only for it to hit you that this was probably the last time youâd be able to lay like this with Mason out here.
Everything seemed to have turned into a mess overnight and the prospect of this being the last time you could do this together had you subconsciously cling onto him a little harder.
âIâm just popping inside to get a drinkâ he suddenly murmured against you forehead, pulling away slightly but in your panic you held him in place.
âI can get thatâ you told him, the incessant need to please him taking over as you went to sit up but he was holding onto you tightly and you couldnât move.
âItâs okay, Iâll get itâ he whispered. âWould you like anything?â
âNo thanksâ you told him. Releasing him so he could go and when he came back you noticed he had a bottle of water for you anyway.
This time he didnât invite you to lay with him, crawling next to you and placing his head on your chest this time and your hand automatically went into his hair so you could run your fingers through it. Feeling him hum into your neck as you stroked his skin and when he reached up under your top again you let him. His fingers splayed out against your ribs so he could hold you close before hooking his leg over yours.
You felt him shuffling about again soon after. Keeping his hand on your body but rolling you onto your side as he laid his head on the pillow next to yours so you could face each other. The small smile on his lips settled you slightly but his sad eyes were throwing you off.
Ever the unexpected, he lent forward just a touch to place a kiss on the end of your nose before settling back down again. Shutting his eyes but you didnât follow suit. You wanted to really look at him but you hated the way your heart thumped in your chest as you did.
Youâd hadn't realised it until this week but he really was the prettiest man youâd ever seen. There was nothing about him you didnât like and looking at him like this was making your tummy flutter.
Suddenly his eyes snapped open, boring into yours and you knew youâd been caught looking at him. Your cheeks flushing as soon as his lips curved up into a little smile before you watched him raise his head. Looking around to see if anyone was looking your way or paying attention to him but everyone must have been preoccupied as he swiftly dipped his head to place the softest and sweetest kiss to your lips.
âSorryâ you whispered but he didnât reply. Just pulled you further into his body again so you could cuddle into his chest but this time you let yourself go. Falling asleep on him as he pressed kisses to your head every so often.
No matter what the pair of you did that day, Mason was by your side. When you went inside to make some lunch he was there, helping you get everything you needed as he trailed his fingers across your skin repeatedly.
When the rest of the boys asked if he wanted to join them for a quick game on the grass he told them he was too tired and fell asleep with his head in your lap as you chatted away to the girls until you all decided it was getting late and you wanted to get ready for tonight.
Mason still wasnât very talkative even though he was being clingy and you wanted to do something to snap him out of it so you found your most outrageous outfit in hopes the tight black leather skirt and off the shoulder top would lift his mood but you were nervous to see him again after how today had gone.
Carly texted to let you know she was ready and heading to the living room so you grabbed your bag and headed out to join her. Mason clearly had the same idea as you and was leaving his room at the same and your mouth went dry as you looked him up and down.
He always dressed well but he looked so sexy right now. His white vest hugging him in all the right places and not leaving much to the imagination as his baggy trousers sat nicely on his hips whilst the white over shirt tied it all nicely together. His white outfit unconsciously making the pair of you look like yin and Yang and you felt drawn to him. Walking towards him like he had some sort of magnetic force but it was the look in his eyes that made your knees weak.
He looked hungry, eyes flickering all over your face as he met you in the middle of the hall and you wanted to melt into him. His hand coming up to cup your face and you lent into his palm as his eyes focused on your lips. Licking his own subconsciously as he leant forward, bumping your nose gently before leaning down to kiss you but the sound of Carlyâs voice from upstairs made you both stop in your tracks. His lips barely a centimetre from yours as his warm breath fanned your face but he was pulling back, placing his lips on your forehead now before linking his fingers through yours and walking you upstairs.
He dropped your hand as you neared the top. Not wanting anyone to see you like that together but the thing that confused you was the way he didnât want to even stand near you now. Sticking with the boys as they tried to order a taxi and when they eventually came you ended up in two different ones.
Dinner was fine, Mason perked up a little and it was the most youâd heard him speak all day but the only issue was he was talking to everyone else but you. Thankfully with everyone joining in you didnât feel too awkward about it but you didnât get to share dessert like usual and your heart felt heavier the more the evening went on.
The bar you had booked for the evening was only a short walk away and you stuck with Lauren as Mason spoke to Chilly in front of you and when he didnât wait for you to go in with him you felt even worse linking your arm through Laurenâs as Dec guided you to your table.
Youâd noticed it all week, girls eyes lingering on Mason but his eyes rarely left yours so you never worried about him going to speak to anyone else. Tonight was different though.
He was looking everywhere but you, standing and chatting with Woody and Kayla and you stuck to Carlyâs side as you needed a laugh and she was always the best person to go to for that.
Eventually all the girls were together, squeezed in a booth with Lauren on your other side now but when the boys came back from the bar Mason was nowhere to be seen.
âWhereâs Mase?â Carly asked, looking up at Ben in confusion but when he nodded back to the bar with a cheeky smile your tummy dropped for the millionth time that day. You knew what that face meant and you didnât want to hear it at all.
âHeâs chatting some girl up at the bar. I think sheâs Italian so she barely understands himâ
âOf course he isâ
âHey give the guy a break, heâs been good all week, barely looked at anyone so no one got uncomfortable with some random girl around. Let him let his hair down a bitâ
âIs that why heâs had a face like a slapped arse all day?â Dec laughed, sitting himself next to Lauren before reaching over to tap your knee. âYou next then, y/n? Iâve been waiting all week to set you up with someoneâ
âIâm alright, thanksâ you smiled, looking down at your lap but you didnât miss the look in his eyes. Deep down you knew he knew something was going on but you were too upset thinking about Mason talking to another girl to think about that right now. You were just thankful at least you couldnât see him for now.
It was difficult trying to talk to everyone when you were feeling so miserable. Trying to smile and keep up with what everyone was saying but you knew you kept going in on yourself and staring into space and ignoring everyone.
âYou okay?â Carly whispered, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as you were in your own head and the sound of her voice made you jump.
âY-yeah sorry, just in my old little world thereâ you laughed but the look of concern on her face made you squirm.
âAre you sure? Has something happened? I know what youâre like and you like to bottle it in but you would tell me wouldnât you?â
âYeah, of courseâ you breathed, downing the rest of your drink before sending her a smile. âDo you fancy a dance? I could do with shaking my butt around a bitâ you laughed and thankfully she agreed. Pulling the rest of the girls with you but as soon as you were out from the safety of the booth you were right in his eyeline.
You could only see the back of her but you could tell she was his type from a mile off. Petite but curvy and leggy with tanned skin and flowing shiny hair but it was his hand resting on her waist that was the real kicker. Hers on his chest as she laughed at whatever he was saying in her ear and the sight made your skin prickle uncomfortably.
It was fair to say youâd been tipsy most nights on this holiday, but all you could think about right now was getting black out drunk. You didn't even want to acknowledge Mason existed right now so on your way to the dance floor you stopped by a different bar and grabbed some shots. Downing them like they were water but they were having the desired effect. Joining the girls and for once you didnât care what you looked like or if Mason was watching and liked what he saw. You were having fun with your girls like you should have done this whole week and when a waitress came by with a tray of shots you got one everytime.
You could barely see or hear a thing, all you could do was feel the music as it moved through you and under any normal circumstances you knew it was silly to get in this state but right now you just wanted to forget everything and everyone.
You stumbled back to your table alone. Wanting to down some water before you went back to dance again and you noticed Mason still wasnât with the boys. Your eyes searching for him and you spotted him sitting at a different table with the girl from the bar and a few of her friends who all appeared to be fawning over him and you could tell he was in his element. Not even paying you a glance whilst you were nearby and you couldnât help but let out a scoff as you finished your water.
âYou okay?â Woody asked, holding into your arm as you stumbled slightly but you just sent him a bright smile in hopes heâd see you were fine.
âIâm goooooodâ you slurred, tapping his chest lightly. âGonna go back for a danceâ you told him, watching both of his faces look at you with a frown before you felt someone elseâs hand on your shoulder.
âCome on, weâll come with youâ Ben told you, linking your arm as Woody took the other and even though you knew you shouldnât, you risked a glance back over to Mason who was still flirting his little socks off but you could see Dec going over to join him now.
As soon as you were back on the safety of the dance floor you felt yourself let go again. Watching Ben join Carly as they whispered about something and you knew it was about you from the way she was looking at you.
You wanted to know what they were saying, getting ready to go and join them until you felt someoneâs hands on your waist and you knew who it was immediately. Masons aftershave overtaking your senses as he pressed himself into your back but you were in no state to fight him off. Melting into his body like you always did and you cursed yourself for having this reaction.
âYou alright?â He asked in your ear. Goosebumps rising on your skin immediately but his sudden concern for you was making you angry.
âWhat do you careâ you mumbled loud enough for him to hopefully hear as you tried to pull away from him but he was too strong for you. Holding you flush against his body and you thought better than to try and wiggle away again.
âLetâs go sit down okay?â He told you, pulling you off of the dance floor and back over to your table where there were a few bottles of water sitting waiting. He opened one for you immediately and helped you take a few glugs before tilting your face up to meet his.
Even blurred you hated how pretty he was, his brows furrowed into a frown as his eyes scanned your face and you wanted to pull away from him but you couldnât. He was your weakness and even if heâd been dangling other girls in your face tonight you still wanted to be next to him now.
âIâll get you something to eat, yeah? Sober you up a bitâ
âWhateverâ you huffed, pulling your face out of his grip so you could go back to sulking and he left you to it. Disappearing for five minutes before coming back with a white box.
âI had to bribe the bouncer so I could bring these in so you better eat them. Most expensive chips in the world, theseâ he told you, opening the box up and setting them in front of you. Even though you were mad at him your heart still fluttered at the way heâd made sure there was a little blob of mayo on the side.
You didnât thank him, but sat and ate your chips quietly between sips of water. The room slowly stopping spinning as you ate and when Mason put his arm around you so he could pull you closer you let him.
âYou alright now?â He asked in your ear, kissing your temple gently as he reached for a chip but you just let him. Not wanting to talk to him after heâd barely said a word to you all day and he knew you were pissed at him. âNot gonna answer me no?â He chuckled, his tone infuriating you but you didnât have a chance to fight back. Everyone else coming back to join you and eyeing your box of chips curiously.
âAnother round?â Woody asked the group, everyone cheering but Mason shook his head for the pair of you and you huffed out of annoyance.
âIâve only just got you back to semi sober, no more yeahâ
You again didnât answer him with words. Shrugging your shoulders as he laughed in your ear before kissing the nape of your neck. You hated how affectionate he was being, but you also didnât want to part from him so you just sat quietly as he spoke to the others. Trying to ignore Carlyâs glances from across the table as you knew sheâd picked up on your mood and youâd have to come up with some sort of explanation.
âI hope I didnât ruin everyoneâs nightâ you told her as you all started to leave later on in the early morning. Choosing to walk back as you werenât too far but thankfully Ben and Mason were trailing behind so you could speak to Carly in front of them. âI didnât mean to get so drunkâ
âNo youâre fineâ she smiled, linking her arm through yours even tighter. âIs everything okay though?â
âYeah fine I just, maybe Iâm a bit worried about the flight tomorrowâ you told her. Again feeling awful for lying but it was technically true. The thought of a few hours next to a silent Mason as you freaked out in the sky was eating away at you but as always Carly reassured you things were fine and sheâd be there if you needed her.
âYou sure thatâs all? I know what youâre like and I know you like to keep it all insideâ she told you. Her tone was soft and not accusatory at all and you felt your lip wobble at how understanding she always seemed to be. âYou donât have to tell me anything you donât want to but if you need to then Iâm always hereâ
âI know Carly, you know Iâm bad with my words sometimes but you know you're my go to when Iâve sorted myself out and built up the courageâ
âI knowâ she laughed. Wrapping her arm around your shoulder so you could hug while you walked back. âAnd when youâve built it up again, you come and find me, yeah?â
âI promiseâ you whispered. Wanting to break down and spill everything to her there but you couldnât. It was against the rules.
The boys came and joined you closer to the house, Mason reaching for your hand but you wrapped your arms around yourself so he didnât get the chance and he kept his hands to himself after that. Stuffing them into his pockets and keeping his head down as he followed you inside to say goodnight to everyone.
When the time came, you followed Mason down to your rooms. Not even acknowledging him as you made it to your doors and you quickly opened yours before shutting it tight, hoping he would get the message you didnât want to talk but only a few seconds later you heard a few gentle taps.
You knew what would happen if you let him in and even though heâd been off with you all day and had pissed you off beyond belief you still found yourself walking over there and opening it for him.
âCan I come in?â
You didnât answer with words, just shrugged before turning away and walking back in your room. Not even bothering to look to see if heâd followed but you soon enough heard the door click shut and felt his presence behind you.
âYou still donât wanna talk to me?â
âYou havenât spoken to me all day pretty muchâ you shrugged, facing away from him as you took your shoes off.
âThatâs not trueâ
âIâm not gonna argue with youâ you told him, hoping you could brush past him to get to your suitcase but he was quick to stop you.
âCome hereâ he sighed, taking hold of your arm gently so he could turn you to face him before cupping your jaw with his free hand. His soft eyes on yours and you tried not to melt under them but as always he was making it difficult for you. âIt's our last night here, I donât want us to be upset with each other.
âApart from that half an hour you sat with me you ignored me all night, Masonâ
âYou were busy-â
âNo you were busyâ you told him, pulling out of his grip and you watched his eyes turn hard.
âBit like you were busy this morning huh?â
âWhat are you on about?â
âForget it, Iâm going to bedâ he huffed, turning away from you and back over to the door but the sight made you finally lose your cool.
âYouâre fucking infuriating sometimes I swearâ you exploded. âYouâve spent the whole night with a load of random girls in your lap and you think Iâll want to just hang out with you now?â
âWhy do you care?â
âCause itâs one of the rules, remember? No flirting with other people but itâs fine when you do it? You barely say a word to me today but just because you got me some chips you think everythingâs fine now?â
âCan you not see Iâm trying to protect you? Protect us? All week Iâve been dodging questions about us so I thought Iâd make it look believable if I talked to someone else. It didnât fucking mean anything. As for the rules, it was one not to kiss but weâve done that multiple timesâ he fought back. His voice louder than heâd intended it to be but you were furious and passed caring if anyone heard you.
âOh whatever, you just say and do whatever you want to get your own wayâ
âYou want me to do what I want yeah?â He growled, slamming his fist against your door before reaching for you and pressing you up against it with his hand wrapped tightly around your throat. âCause all Iâve wanted all night was to fuck you senseless. Why do you think I havenât been around you huh? Cause I canât fucking control myself around you anymoreâ
You couldnât deny his little outburst excited you and when he squeezed the sides on your neck that little bit tighter you couldnât control the whimper that left your lips.
âFucking do it then. If thatâs what you wantâ
âIs it what you want?â He whispered, eyes burning into yours and all you could muster was a little nod. âWords baby, I need you to tell me with wordsâ
âYesâ
You couldnât talk anymore after that. His lips claiming yours as your knees went weak but thankfully you were still pressed up against the door by his body and when he reached down to hoist your legs up around his waist you jumped to help as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
âYou want me to fuck you here yeah? Fuck you up against this door like the little brat you areâ he muttered, trying his hardest to undo his zip and push his boxers down and once he had you felt his tip pressing up against your underwear.
âPlease Maseâ you whimpered, awkwardly reaching down so you could move them to the side and as soon as you were open to him he was pushing inside of you. Not giving you a second to adjust but you welcomed the slight sting as he drove himself into you. Using you like he never had done before as you buried your face in his neck but the gentle bite of your shoulder let you know he wasnât happy you were hiding.
âLook at me when Iâm fucking youâ he grumbled in your ear, letting you raise your eyes to look into his dark ones and the sight made him snap his hips faster before slowing down again. Pounding into you with hard measured thrusts and you thought you might explode on the spot before he suddenly ground to a halt. Leaving you unsatisfied as you tried to move your hips against him. âGet down, get undressed and get on all fours for meâ
You did as he asked, not wanting to argue whilst he was in this weird sort of trance so you rid yourself of your clothes as he did the same before getting on your bed and onto all fours.
Again he gave you no warning and simply grabbed your hips so he could position you where he wanted you before slamming back in and you cried out as your body slumped forward. He was quick to wrap his hand around your hair and pull you straight back up and into his body, tongue tasting the back of your neck as he licked and sucked away at your skin and you knew you were teetering on the edge.
He pulled out suddenly, making you gasp before you felt his tongue soothe the emptiness. Hands on your thighs as he massaged them roughly before flipping you onto your back suddenly so he could enter you again.
Youâd never had sex like this before. Him treating you like a rag doll that he would throw about for his own amusement but you couldnât deny it was turning you on more than you thought it would. The sloppy sounds you were making together made your insides quiver and the way he was holding your arms by your head as he stared into your soul made you buck your hips up into him. Meeting his movements before you both hit your breaking point. Hitting your highs in tandem before he collapsed onto you.
You werent quite sure what would happen next but Mason didnât seem to be moving from his current position. Head in your neck with just about enough room to breathe as he held you whilst your fingers found themselves lost in his hair until you moved them to his back. Your fingertips stroking up and down with a featherlight touch just as you knew he loved and you felt him melt into you with every passing second.
Was he falling asleep? Did he want to stay here with you tonight? Was he still mad at you? Were you mad at him?
You couldnât think anymore as he started to move. Fingers trailing up and down your sides with the same gentleness you were showing him and the sensation made you squirm but the kisses he was pressing to your neck made you gasp.
You could feel him inside you. Hardening again as he kissed and touched your body and even though you werenât sure you had it in you to go again, you let him work you both up until he was resting on his forearms with his nose brushing against your own.
His eyes were different this time though, lighter and softer, like the weight of the world had been lifted from him which was only mirrored by the soft smile on his lips as he began to thrust in and out of you steadily again.
âSo fucking beautifulâ he sighed, reaching down to place the most tender and loving kiss to your lips. âWhat have you done to me baby? I canât keep awayâ
âMase-â
âShhhâ he interrupted, continuing to press delicate kisses all over your face as he rolled himself into you and you knew your cheeks were burning from the intimacy of it all. A stark contrast to how heâd treated you not so long ago. âLet me take care of youâ
So you did, and it was nothing like what the pair of you had ever done before. Bar the last round, sex with Mason had been fun and goofy, two people who cared about each other exploring the others bodies as they made each other feel good but right now? It was intimate, slow and sexy. He wasn't just trying to get the pair of you off this time he was seeping into your skin and you felt consumed by him.
Youâd never made love to anyone before, but if you had to guess what it felt like then this would probably be it. He was worshipping you like you were his one and only, forehead resting on yours so he could look straight into your eyes as he made you cum before his face lost in your neck as he calmed himself down.
When he finally got his breath back he rolled off of you almost immediately, standing to pick up his clothes so he could get dressed before turning to you awkwardly and sitting on the end of the bed. His body was turned away from you and a sense of dread filled you immediately. Clearly he wouldnât be staying for a cuddle tonight, watching him playing with his fingers absentmindedly and even though you couldnât see his face you knew whatever was about to come out of his mouth you wouldnât like.
âSorry, I didnât mean to go too far I-â
âMase itâs fineâ
âYou sure? He asked and you nodded even though he couldnât see you. âWell I suppose itâs good to go out with a bangâ he told you trying to make a joke out of the situation like usual in jokes it could relive some of the awkwardness but it just made you feel worse. He was practically confirming that this could be your last time together and you felt your eyes sting immediately. âEnd of the week, end of the agreement right?â
âUm yeahâ you replied, coughing halfway through to try and cover up the pain in your voice. Pulling the sheets around you even further as you felt far too exposed right now even though he didnât seem to want to look your way anymore.
âThanks for⊠you know. Weâll just keep it as our little secret, no one else needs to knowâ he mumbled, sounding like he wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. âIâll head out thenââ he told you, before turning slightly to look at you but you kept your head down so he reached for your hand so he could place a gentle kiss on your knuckles.
Whilst his touches normally thrilled you, this just hurt and you let the pain consume you as he placed your hand down onto the bed before getting up and leaving.
You had nothing to say to him, hurt and upset bubbling up in your chest as your hand came over your mouth to hold back your sobs as you finally let your emotions out as soon as the door clicked shut.
You were unbelievably hurt by the whole thing, the way heâd been with you since youâd woken up, a stark contrast from the day before and him leaving you like this now was just the final nail in the coffin.
The thought of him hearing you cry made you want to die so you just turned onto your side and hid your face in the pillow so it could absorb your sobs. Your body shaking as you cried it out and it took you a while to calm down. Even then falling back into crying for a few minutes every so often.
It felt like a break up, worse than a break up because youâd only gotten a taste of him before he shut everything down and left you open and exposed. Now you just felt cheap and a little bit dirty as you still felt him everywhere but you knew he wanted nothing else to do with you now.
In the end you jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. Standing under the shower for longer than necessary as you tried to scrub away all memories of the last week but nothing seemed to make the uneasy feeling dissipate.
Sleep didnât come easy either as you tossed and turned all night and you knew you looked like hell when you woke up so when you saw Carly in the kitchen with Ben you tried to look at them as little as possible.
âYou alright, y/n?â She asked as you popped yourself down in front of her and no matter how much you tried to convince her you were fine you knew she was sceptical.
âYou look like Mason just before he leftâ Ben laughed, spoon in the air so he could gesture to your eyes. âSaid they must of used some new cleaner that was super strong and made his eyes all puffyâ
âLeft? Whereâs he gone?â You asked, wondering if heâd gone gone or just popped to the shop and right now you didnât know which scenario you preferred.
âHome, I thought you knew?â Carly told you, her head tilting to the side in confusion. âHeâs gone straight to Manchester and his flight was super earlyâ
âOhâ you uttered, your heart plummeting. âyeah, sorry just slipped my mind I guessâ
âHe came and woke us up this morning, said he had to get back for an emergency but he said heâd told youâ Carly uttered and she stirred her tea.
âOh right, I was out of it still, maybe I forgotâ you told them and thankfully they just nodded and smiled along.
âDonât worry, youâre sitting next to me on the flight. Managed to change it and get us three in a row together so youâre not on your ownâ she smiled, thinking that was probably your first thought but right now you didnt care. Heâd left without so much as a goodbye and all you wanted was to break down in her arms. You were beyond confused with the last 24 hours so you quickly excused yourself and walked out the patio doors.
You went and sat outside, far enough away from the door in hopes that you couldnât be seen and you let your emotions get the better of you. Tears freely falling down your face as you sat there crying silently. Not even having the energy to sob or make any noise but the tears kept flowing down your face as you wallowed in complete misery.
âWhat you doing out here?â You heard suddenly, wiping your eyes quickly before looking up to find Dec right next you but his face dropped as soon as he saw how upset you were. âHey? Whatâs going on?â
âNothing, Iâm fine-â
âWell youâre clearly notâ he said, taking a seat next to you. âDo you want me to go get Carly?â
âNo no, I donât want anyone to see me like thisâ you laughed. Wiping your face furiously but the tears kept flowing.
âTalk to me then, whatâs made you so upsetâ
You didnât know what to say, the words on the tip of your tongue but you were conflicted as to what you should do. Dec was Mason's best friend and you knew it properly wasnât the best idea to confide in him but you knew in the back of your mind he was still suspicious of the pair of you so you threw caution to the wind and spilled your guts. Breaking one of the last rules you had left.
âItâs Masonâ you sighed, a weight suddenly lifting as you knew you were about to tell all but Dec looked none the wiser to what you were about to say. âIâve been lying to you, to everyone, we both have and Iâm so so sorryâ You whispered. Watching his eyebrows pinch together in confusion and you knew you had to tell him the truth fully. âThis whole week weâve been⊠seeing each otherâ you told him. Hoping that would be enough information for him and by the solemn nod of his head you knew he understood.
âI had my suspicionsâ he laughed, tapping your thigh comfortingly. âWhen did it start?â
âBens house the other week. He was tipsy and being super flirty, we both were, and I donât know how but it just happenedâ you told him, looking up to face him but thankfully he wasnât looking at you disapprovingly. âHe told me he wanted to pay for me to come away as I was the only one that couldnât make it and that if I wanted to we could carry on sleeping together for the week and-â
âWait, hang on?â He interrupted, his face looking angry and you knew what he was thinking straight away. âHe paid for you to come away so youâd sleep with him? I swear to god-â
âNo itâs not like thatâ you laughed. âThe sleeping together part was just an added thing on top, he didnât want paying back or anything like that but thatâs why Iâve been cooking for him and buying him ice cream, like trying to do anything to say thank youâ
âYou know you didnât need to do any of that? Masons many things but I know he would have paid for you without making you do all thatâ he frowned before it looked like a lightbulb went off in his head. âSo whatâs happened, are you upset about that girl last night?â
âNo⊠well yes but thatâs not all of it. He was off with me for all of yesterday and I had no idea why, then there was the girls but when we got back he still wanted to sleep with me before he⊠just ended everythingâ you sniffed. âHe was so cold after, like just said I guess weâre done and went back to his room I felt humiliatedâ
âIâm sorry, y/nâ he sighed, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as he gave you a minute to calm down.
âDonât apologise, itâs not your faultâ you told him but you could tell from his body language he had more to say.
âLook you didnât hear this from me, but heâs always liked you y/n. Whether that is just in a friendly capacity or more I know heâs got a soft spot for you. Whatever heâs done I donât think he would have meant it, in his weird little mind heâs probably thinking this is the best for both of you without realising how much heâs messing upâ he reassured you. âLast night when you were out of it, we could all tell something was wrong. That's why I went and got him but I hadnât even finished saying what was wrong with you before he was up and trying to find youâ
âReally?â You sniffed, wiping your eyes. Thinking back to how heâd looked after you in the club last night and your eyes filled tears once more. âItâs not him, itâs me. We set rules and broke all of them but the most important was no feelings and I really thought i could do it but⊠heâs really fucking hard not to likeâ you laughed causing Dec to laugh along with you as he squeezed you a little tighter.
âIâll have a word with himâ
âNo donâtâ you panicked, shaking your head as you wiped your tears. âItâs not gonna make any difference and Iâd rather he didnât know how I feltâ you sighed. âI just wanna forget it and go back to normal with him, if thatâs possibleâ
From the way Dec was looking at you, you both knew it might never be possible to be normal with Mason again but thankfully he didnât say anymore on the matter. âWill you be alright?â
âIâll be fineâ
âWeâll be home before you know it. But donât let him ruin whatâs been a nice weekâ
âI wonâtâ you smiled. Thinking back to all the good times youâd had with and without Mason this week and even though it had ended in the worst possible way you were still so happy you got to be there with everyone.
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y/n learning extremely valuable life lessons courtesy of chilly đ¶ïž
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benchilwell the best student Iâve ever had
y/n the only student youâve ever had đ©
carlywlms_ LOOK AT YOU A REAL LIFE MERMAID đ§ââïž
y/n I KNOW RIGHT WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT IT đł
woody_ um sorry was I invisible out there?
y/n sorry woody đ„ș you were an excellent assistant
declanrice show off
y/n canât help it Iâm a fast learner
okaylaaa I actually canât believe how quickly you picked that up youâre a natural
y/n swimming date when weâre home?
okaylaaa youâre on
laurenfryer_ is there anything she canât do?
y/n hold down a stable relationship
__nads Iâm inspired đ€ feeling an ocean themed cupcake collection when youâre back đȘŒ
y/n youâre so right letâs do it đđĄđ
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It was always you | MS47
SOCIAL MEDIA AU
â Pairing: Mick Schumacher x reader (she/her)
â Warnings: curse words, Twitter environment, not proofread, etc, etc. Minors DNI!
â Summary: Mick and Yn decided to stay friends after breaking off their two years relationship, but it seems like things weren't that broken. Maybe having the same friend circle and seeing each other all the time meant that things were never really over.
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itsmeyn highlights of the racing week (without the racing part) đ«¶đŸ
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danielricciardo You told me you wouldn't post it đ§đ»
‷ pierregasly I guess she lied to you, mate
leclercimagination sheâs so pretty ughhh â€ïž
gaslightgasly can you imagine working for Ferrari and being friends with the whole grid like this?
‷ racinginitaly and the fact that she dated Mick, but now they are still friends, like.... how can you be so... mature? adult? lol
landonorris thank you for cutting half of my face đ
schumilover IS THAT MICK ON THE POLAROID??
yncloset Yn, what shade is the nail polish??
‷ itsmeyn burning red! Not fancy though, I got it from Target lol
summerferrari bruh she looks like royalty đ©
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estebanocon recharging đđ€đ»
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oconnational IS THAT AUGUSTUS? YN'S CAT?
‷ ferrariyn totally looks like him
schumix47 estie bestie feeding us the best content
itsmeyn I love you buddy but your fashion sense kills me all the time
‷ charles_leclerc Iâve head this before đ
‷ pierregasly no but sheâs actually right, bro đ
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‷ lewishamilton Iâve never heard this before đđ
‷ itsmeyn we gotta teach them, lew lewishamilton
sainzsalad Yn and Mick are back together, change my mind
‷ directionerracing I wonât because I am as delulu as you so I believe it
mickschumacher đ€đ»đ€đ»â€ïž
deathbyathousandcuts waiting for Yn to post something that tells us she's in Dallas with the Schumachers and Estie bestie đ§đ»ââïž
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f1gossip It looks like Mick Schumacher and Yn Yln were not able to stay "just friends" after their two-years relationship... đ€
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charlesgasly A FOREHEAD KISS I- *sobbing into my hands*
roscoetimme They semed to like each other too much, it was weird when they broke up, I knew they would eventually find their way back
ynandmick If even Yn goes back to her ex who am I to resist temptation??
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spideyfan world is healing, yn and mick are back together đ„ș
schumercedes they're back and he's even more in love, his account is now a yn fan account
roscoelovescoco Iâs waitings to haves playdates with Augustus and Angies
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