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sturniolos-blog · 3 months

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you’re what? - Matt Sturniolo x Y/n Oneshot

warnings - arguing swearing, fluff, kissing, throwing up ‼️

so thankful for this request by @sturniolosmind and i love itttt ❤️

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11:08pm

Waiting on the couch again, the same thing it has been for about a month now,

Wake up, no Matt.

Come home from work, no Matt.

Going to sleep, no Matt.

It really sucks, i love him so much but his schedule is getting much more complicated.

Ding

Matthew.Sturniolo posted on his instagram story, come check it out!

I hear from my phone, picking it up while putting my feet on the coffee table of our apartment we leased about a couple months ago.

It was a picture with Matt, rootbeer in his hands, probably because he had to drive home, dancing, girls surrounding him.

Nothing looks really that suspicious besides the girls that are gathered around him but he’s not paying attention to them so that’s good. For now.

Now furious, i get out of instagram, going to the phone app and ringing Matt’s contact.

Ring

Ri-

“Hello?” Matt’s voice comes in from the phone.

“Matt? Where the hell are you?” I scoffed.

“I’m out right now baby, what’s wrong?” He asked, a soft tone to his voice but i could hear the party go on around him.

“You didn’t tell me you were going to a party, matt!” My voice cracked, damn i was crying already.

“A-are you crying? I’m sorry, n/n, we didn’t even know until 3 hours ago, i didn’t even know i would be out this late.” He tried to reason.

I sniffle, “Come home, now Matt, i’m not joking.” I say, my voice low, definitely too demanding.

I hear him scoff before the line cuts off.

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12:03am

I was about to fall asleep before the front door opens, making me jump, and making my eyes open.

I see Matt walk in, tired look on his face as he kicks his shoes off.

I stand up, “Couldn’t find your way home or were you too busy with other girls?” I snapped.

He gives me a confused look, “What?” He asks.

I let out a frustrated sigh, “Matt, you know what i’m talking about! I saw your insta story, you act like i wouldn’t check it when my boyfriend is out really late.” I crossed my arms, my eyes tearing up again already.

Matt scoffs, “Yeah? Well and you act like this is my first time staying out late.”

“That’s the fucking problem, Matt! You just proved my own point! You don’t come home anymore, I barely see you!” I yelled, tears now streaming down my face already, god i usually don’t cry this easily, maybe i’m starting my period.

“Y/n, please stop crying..” He sighs, rubbing his face with his hands.

“I can’t control it.” I mutter.

“I miss you, Matt.” I whisper.

“I missed you too, y/n.” He says, walking up to me and grabbing my arms, i shake my head and back up.

“No.. you don’t.” I sniffle.

I scoff, “I’m a-” I let out a soft sob, “I’m gonna go to bed, b-but i know i won’t see you when i wake up tomorrow anyway so there’s no point in making up if you’re just gonna leave again.” I let out another sob.

“Y/n-” Matt starts.

“Don’t. I don’t care, Matt.” I cut him off, practically running upstairs and laying down, crying to myself.

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1:28am

I hear the door of our bedroom open then close, i hear footsteps walk to the other side of the bed, and then i feel the bed sink down beside me, an arm wrapping around my waist.

Warm tears spilling on my neck as he puts his head into the crook of it.

“I’m so sorry,” Matt lets out a choked sob as he squeezes me tightly, “i- i miss you too.” He says.

I sigh and turn around, i don’t really forgive him yet, because i know tomorrow morning he’s gonna be gone, but i now feel guilty, so i turn around and hug him back, my head going into his chest as my hands go up to his hair, fingers running through it.

“Calm down, Matt.” I whisper, his sobs start to slow down, “Shhh..” I comfort, leaning up and kissing his neck softly.

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7:34am

I wake up, my eyes opening slowly, my mouth filling with saliva as i get the automatic feeling to throw up, i get up and run to the bathroom, kneeling in front of the toilet and throwing up, puke spurting out of my mouth.

I feel two hands grab my hair into a makeshift pony tail,

I didn’t even know Matt was home, i didn’t bother checking before getting up.

He takes my hair in one hand and rubs my back with the other, “Let it out baby..” He says, he must notice the tears running down my face from the pressure, but also from confusion and feeling uncomfortable.

I cough and get the rest out, immediately sitting on my butt and pushing my back up against the tub.

Matt closes the toilet lid and flushes it.

“What was that?” He said softly, no anger to his tone, no annoyance to it either like last night. Just calm and soft.

“I don’t know!” I raise my voice, he gives me a confused look, “Sorry, sorry i’ve been moody lately.” I sniffle and wipe my nose with my sleeve.

I stand up and grab my toothbrush, putting toothpaste on it, starting to brush my teeth.

“Are you on your period?” He asks me, his hand going on the small of my back.

I spit and shake my head, “No haven’t got it in january yet, which isn’t out of the ordinary i’m never really on track.” I said, putting my toothbrush back in my mouth.

“But tomorrow’s february first..” Matt says, his voice cautious.

My heart drops, but i shrug it off. “I’m fine, Matt. You have work to go to, don’t you?” I said with an annoyed tone, rinsing my toothbrush off.

“I take it you’re still mad?” He took his hand off my back.

I look at him through the mirror, “How’d you guess?” I said sarcastically, turning around and shoving past him.

“I’m just gonna go then, chris and nick have been blowing me up anyway.” He says, following into our bedroom behind me.

I start to pick out clothes for the day, staying silent.

“Whatever. Love you.” He says, leaving the bedroom and shutting the door.

I take a deep breath in, then let it out. No way i’m pregnant.

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3:05pm

After procrastinating for hours today, i finally picked up three pregnancy tests, i learned in my 8th grade science class that scientists use 3 trials for experiments because 2 would only give you 50/50, three would give you one of the answers twice, so you know what it actually is.

Is this the same thing? Definitely not. Am i trying to calm myself down because i might be pregnant at 20 years old with a man that i’m not even sure loves me and doesn’t even know how to spell? One hundred fucking percent.

I took the first test, pacing in my bathroom back and forth, i’m always late on my period, so obviously this could just be that and maybe i only threw up because i was stressed. That happens a lot i-

My thoughts get cut off by the timer i set on my phone.

I look at the flip test and crossed my fingers, i wasn’t hoping for the test to be negative, i was hoping that if it was positive Matt would not leave me.

I flipped the test over,

Pregnant

Holy fucking shit.

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3:16pm

The second one came out negative, so it was time to check the last one.

Doing the same routine i did for the last two, timer started, test flipped, fingers crossed.

Pacing around the bathroom, if it’s negative i’m gonna be disappointed, if it’s positive then im really fucking scared.

Ding

Timer went off.

I reach for the rest and flip it over.

Positive.

I’m pregnant.

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4:56pm

After a much needed nap, i called Matt. The phone ringing.

“Hello?” Matt said into the phone, he sounded sort of mad.

“I need you to come home.” I said, a monotone sound to my voice.

“Listen, y/n, i’m not gonna come home just for you to yell at me ag-”

“Matt, please.” My voice cracked.

“I’m on my way.” He said immediately. Hanging up the phone.

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5:12pm

I was sitting on the couch, almost the same position i was in last night, the three pregnancy tests in my hand.

The door opened, i shoved the pregnancy tests under my leg,

“Hey.” Matt said as he shut the door, walking in and taking his shoes off, sitting on the couch next to me.

“Have you been crying?” He takes my face in my hands, his thumbs tracing over my tear stained cheeks.

I sniffled, “I need to tell you something, but please don’t freak out.” I warned him.

He dropped his hands from my face, “Is everything okay?”

I shrugged, “I don’t know!” I sobbed, my hands wrapping around Matt’s neck, he wraps his arms around my torso and hugs me.

He kisses my neck, “Oh baby, it’s okay. Please, talk to me.” He rubbed my back.

I wiped my eyes and pulled away.

“Matt, i’m pregnant.” I whispered.

“You’re what?” He said surprised, him asking again to make sure he heard me right.

I sobbed at his reaction, “Im sorry! i’ll get an abortion or something or- please don’t leave me i can’t-”

“Y/n, shut up! That’s amazing!” He pulls me in for a tight hug,

“Baby that’s great!” He kisses my cheek.

“You’re not kidding?” He pulls away from the hug to look at me, i cry and shake my head, pulling the pregnancy tests out from under my leg.

“We’re to young, Matt. What if i can’t do it? What if i’m a bad mom? what if-”

Matt cuts me off by kissing me, “No no no, stop. You are going to be a great mother. You can have this baby, y/n.”

“You won’t leave me?” I sniffle.

“Hell no! I’m so fucking happy, y/n.” Matt kisses me again.

“You’re pregnant.” He breathed out.

“I’m pregnant.” I laugh, hugging Matt again.

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I hope this is what you were looking for! Finished it in 40 minutes! thank you for the request and i will probably do the other one tomorrow!

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7ndipity · 5 months

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Leaving For The Military

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: How they would be with their crush or S/o before enlisting and how they keep in touch.

Warnings: none

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anons who requested this! I debated on whether or not I would post something about this, but since several of you asked, I decided I would. I did decid to make this more fluffy/crackish tho, cause I don’t want y’all getting too sad.(also, I struggled with this one a bit, so I’m sorry if it’s shit)

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Jin:

I think back a lot on how he said before that he’s allergic to seriousness, so other than when he first tells you about going, I think he tries to keep things really light and upbeat.

Probably spends the whole week before leaving asking you to shave his head. “I’m not doing that!” “Why not? It’ll be a bonding experience!”

Leaves several little notes/letters for you(similar to his messages for Army) saying how much he loves and can’t wait to see you again. Plus, you’ve seen how frequently he posts on weverse, so you know he’s texting/calling you all the time.

Yoongi:

Since he’s in public service and getting to stay close to home(I think?), he really tries to avoid making a big deal out of it. Like, it’s obviously still a major shift in his life, but being able to still see/talk to you regularly would make it a lot easier.

If you live abroad tho, he would take it a bit more seriously, making sure the two of you talk as regularly as possible.(since they’re not allowed to travel abroad during service)

Literally keeps a list of things he wants to tell you/talk about whenever y’all call/video chat so he won’t forget anything.

Hobi:

He makes a point to spend as much time with you as possible before he leaves, making little bucket lists of things for the two of you to do together before and after enlistment.

Lowkey keeps flexing in his uniform(you’ve seen his insta, you know it’s true) “I look kinda good tho, right Babe? Babe?” *😑agrees but won’t admit it*

He misses you so much, and he calls/checks in with you every chance he gets(honestly, y’all talk more than me and my besties, lol)

Namjoon:

He’s rather solemn and serious about the whole thing, though he tries not to talk about it too much, trying to focus more on enjoying your time together rather than dwelling on what’s to come.

Y’all probably spent the whole night before he left awake and talking about anything and everything, not wanting to lose any time together on sleep.

Tries to call/message you as often as possible, getting over-excited to catch up on what’s going on in your life and share what he’s doing.

Jimin:

He spends the last couple days before leaving practically fused to your side, trying to soak up as much time with you as possible. He doesn’t say anything, but you can tell he’s anxious abt all of it.

Another that would probably leave you one, or more likely multiple notes/letters for after he leaves for you to read whenever you’re feeling down(totally didn’t read them all in the first week, wym?).

He messages/calls you every chance he gets(probs featuring an appearance from Jk, if it’s true abt them getting to stick together)

Taehyung:

He takes a semi-unserious approach to the whole thing. Like, he’s very sincere and open when you have the initial discussion about him leaving, but after that he’s just making little cracks about it here and there.

“You know, it’s kinda like the plot of a drama.” “It’s really not.”

He’s so dramatic abt missing you, calling you constantly. Another who would likely leave you little notes for when you’re feeling low, though his include random suggestions like eating at certain restaurants y’all like or watching your fav movies/shows.

Jungkook:

As we’ve seen with his posts from the past couple weeks, I think he would be somewhat somber when he first talks to you about everything and maybe again right before he leaves, but the rest of the time he’d try to keep things light and unserious.

(you know he’s constantly trying to get you to rub his head after he gets it shaved🙄)

Obviously, he misses you like crazy, but he tries not to let on too much at first when y’all talk, but it starts to show when he admits you’re always the first person he calls or texts.

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alatusprinz · 1 year

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trivial things they do that make you fall in love all over again

genre : fluff ( modern au, committed relationships? )

characters : xiao , cyno, kaedehara kazuha , tighnari , scaramouche x f!reader

albedo takes care of you in ways you never knew you needed. your powerbank, airpods or phone is never out of battery because he charges them when you're in the shower or sleeping. he can guess what you want for dinner from the way you're texting, and often has exactly what you've been craving for before you ever told him what you wanted to eat. he restocks everything in your home before anything ever runs out. takes and edits THE BEST insta-worthy pictures of you, everyone wonders if you hired a professional now. brings you your favorite snack and/or drink every time he goes to the convenience store because he is just so smitten he can't spend a minute without thinking about you. remembers your birthday, the date of the day you two first held hands, kissed and everything, the dates are engraved into his memory and he does mini-celebrations every single year no matter how much time has passed. sometimes, he comes behind you when you're busy with work and starts brushing your hair, and maybe braid them if you'd let him. he's amazingly good at styling your hair, then when he's done, he'll kiss you on the top of your head and whisper how beautiful you are, the most breathtaking person to walk this world.

tighnari, after being with you for a while, can read you like an open book. just as you're about to leave the house, he'll remind you something you were about to forget just now. he knows when you've had a bad day from the way you close the door, so he's bringing you a cup of tea and pulling you in a gentle hug without a single word needed. he knows exactly what you're thinking, too much to the point where you two say so many words at the same time. the longer he spends time with you, the more he finds himself syncing to your mannerisms- and frankly, he loves it. when you accidentally fall asleep while waiting for him to finalize his work, he'll gently cover you with a blanket (and if you wear glasses, he'll take them off gently and put them next to you with a kiss on your forehead.) he may not verbalize it often but you have him completely wrapped around your finger, he can't go through his day without searching for your presence every corner he turns. also, he would never let you go to sleep with tears in your eyes, no. over his dead body. no matter how bad the argument would be, tighnari would make sure you two were at least on surface-level understanding before comforting and apologizing to you before going to sleep with a gentle promise of discussing it again when you're both more rational tomorrow. grows different types of flowers and names them after you. tugs them behind your ear when they grow and bloom.

kazuha spoils you without explicitly meaning it. always lets you have the aux in his car and if he's playing music, always has your new favorite songs saved in his playlist so you two can both enjoy. he carries an extra set of mittens and scarf for you in case you're cold every single time you two go out on a date in winter. brings you peeled/sliced fruit when you're working and sometimes feeds them to you if you're too busy. when he's waking you up from your nap, he kneels next to the bed and kisses your cheeks and forehead while gently whispering sweet nothings until you're awake instead of leaning over. on a snowy winter day, he'll draw a heart in front of your window by his footprints on the fresh snow and call you over to make you see the giant (kind of unshapely) heart. still opens every single door for you after years and years of being together. buys you flowers and heartfelt gifts without ever needing a reason to because you being in his life is the greatest joy he has ever experienced. and if marriage is something you want, even after marriage, kazuha will never stop calling you endearments, saying i love you every day, and take you out on a date once a week at the very least. will gladly freeze for the night if you hog the blanket accidentally, and when you fall asleep while hugging his arm, he'd adore how cute you look while sleeping and gladly ignore/forget about his arm going numb because he doesn't have the heart to move you while you're sleeping.

scaramouche's affection is so lowkey that you need to pay attention if you want to notice. he always lets you walk on the inside of the sidewalk. he covers sharp corners of the table when you lean down. he gets you that concert ticket that's sold out within seconds somehow and leaves them in one of your lecture notes for you to find out yourself ( and has one for himself too, half to annoy you and half because he secretly loves seeing how happy you look at that concert). flicks your forehead every time when you start talking bad things about yourself in attempt to soothe your insecurities. argues with you about you "stealing his hoodies/sweatshirts" all the time but it's him who leaves them in your room secretly when you aren't looking, then claim he "forgot it" just because he loves seeing you in his clothes. once fought a guy who was trying to buy the last piece of snack you liked at a convenience store and successfully brought you the snacks- you never found out what happened to the other dude. he pauses the netflix whenever you leave the room even for 2 seconds. steals your jewelry sometimes (because it reminds him of you throughout the day), and dresses so well to the point he looks better in it than you do.

xiao, if you pay enough attention, shows every second of the day how smitten he is for you already. he texts you good morning the second he wakes up, and the last one to say good night. sends you random memes and cute pictures of animals and tag you with "looks like you" or if there's a picture of a cute animal couple, sometimes with "us." if you text him "my head kinda hurts ugh", he'll leave you on read for 20 minutes and by the time you're wondering what he's doing, you'll see him knocking at your door with painkillers, homemade stew, and a slice of cake he knows you like. extremely light sleeper so when you sleep together and you can't sleep or you're having a nightmare, he wakes up immediately and comforts you, shushing your tears away and hugging you, playing with your hair until you fall asleep. every time when he's coming over to your house, he has something he knows you like (a drink from your favorite cafe, your favorite desert, book or maybe a spare hoodie of his). brings you random pretty rocks and small stuffed dolls, pretty much everything he sees and reminds him of you- he will buy and give it as a present to you. knows you have like half his closet already but doesn't have the heart to ask for his clothes back because you seem so happy wearing them. sometimes calls you at midnight and takes you for a spontaneous motorcycle ride, and take you where the night view is the prettiest. wears that promise ring you got for him 3 years ago religiously every single day. talks to you how much he loves you and how much he wishes you'll stay by his side forever when he thinks you're sleeping (ps. you're not).

cyno, while he doesn't look like it, is the biggest simp if you see through his stoic exterior. he worships the ground you walk on, is willing to do nearly anything just to see you happy and healthy. he will listen to you talk and rant about things he has no idea about for hours or days if needed- not just listen passing-by, he never takes his eyes off you, and listens to every single word with great attention. he's also a living heater so he always warms up your freezing hands and feet without a single complaint. gives the best hugs, and he smells so good too, he will always be the comfort person you needed when you had nobody else to turn to. gives you his jacket even if it's minus 30 celsius outside and INSISTS he isn't cold, even if his nose is clearly turning red. carries the shopping bags for you even if you insist he doesn't need to, he really doesn't want to make you lift anything heavy. if you two order at a restaurant and you don't like your food, he'll gladly switch with yours with no complaints. instead, he'll have a soft, adoring smile when you have another bite from his dish and your eyes sparkle in excitement when you clearly like it better than yours. if you have any scars on your body, that's where he likes to kiss you the most. and he truly thinks the scar, or your entire body and soul is the most beautiful one he's ever encountered. will watch your comfort movie/series with you thousand times over without a single complaint just to see the smile on your face. has a custom-made hoodie that has the ugliest embroidery with a print that says "i love (y/n)" unironically and wears it around the house. not afraid to kiss and cuddle you even when you're sick and try to keep him away in case he catches it but he never listens, instead cuddles in even closer. when you two share a piece of food, he'll purposefully split it in like 6.5/3.5 and give you the bigger piece. oh and he says he'll love you even if you turn into a worm so, that's that.

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lexisecretaccx · 2 months

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Text me back- Chris sturniolo

(Femreader x toxic Chris, slight smut, I don’t know if I like this fully)

My phone buzzes again, 14 unread messages from Chris. I’m sick of him he’s always acting like he loves me and then he goes and fucks another girl. If I know him enough he’s probably on his way here now.

I open his messages, “hey wsp” “Wyd” “I love you” “you gonna answer” “you sleeping” “it’s 10pm that’s early for you” “you aren’t fucking sleeping” “your active on insta” “are you with another guy” “who is he” “are you at your house” “fuck you” “I’m coming over”

I let out a sigh before laying back on my couch, I can’t deal with him he’s toxic as fuck sometimes, but when I see him I lose control, we have a connection and we both lose control around eachother, I can’t stay mad at him I do love him and I fucking hate myself for it.

I jump out of my seat when my front door is being pounded on, obviously it’s Chris. I slowly walk up to the door preparing myself to be reamed at I open the door and he pushes straight past me into my house.

“Where the fuck is he?” He yells, I shut my door before pinching the bridge of my nose and sighing. “Chris there’s nobody here except me, I just..” “you just what? Just thought you were too good to text me back?” He hisses as he walks towards me standing infront of me looking down at me, he looks somewhat upset.

“No Chris I just can’t deal with your bullshit sometimes.” I mumble as I lean against the wall. “My bullshit? What about your bullshit where you leave me on delivered for hours on end and expect me not to freak out.” He leans in closer to my face. “You’re pathetic y/n.” He says in a low tone.

His face is inches away from me as his eyes flicks between my eyes and lips. “Chris I’m sorry.” I whisper before I feel his hands snake up my waist and under my shirt. “I can’t do this right now.” I pull away before walking over to my couch and sitting down, crossing my arms. “Why don’t you go to one of those other girls you fuck with?” I laughed sarcastically.

“None of them take me as well as you do.” He leans down from behind the couch and whispers in my ear. I roll my eyes trying to ignore the wetness growing in my core. I get up and walk to the kitchen to grab him a drink. “Pepsi?” I say bluntly, he nods before coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist and he starts to kiss my neck.

“Chris,” I moan softly before he turns me around and pushes me against the fridge, he pushes his lips against mine as he kisses me roughly and pushes his body against mine, my hand find its way into his hair and he wraps one hand around my waist and the other on the back of my neck.

His tongue finds its way into my mouth and the kiss turns sloppy as I feel one of his hands travel down my sweatpants and he prods my dripping heat through my panties.

“Fuck..” I moan breathily as he starts to slip his hand under my panties and starts to rub circles on my clit. I grab on to the back of his neck for stability but all of a sudden I hear his phone ring, without stopping or breaking the kiss he checks who was ringing him I break the kiss and look at his phone.

‘Olivia’ was the caller ID. Chris looks up at me and his eyebrows furrow “I don’t know who that is I promise.” He pleads with me as he removes his hand from between my legs. “Answer it.” I say coldly, he shakes his head before I grab the phone out of his hand and answer the call.

“Hey,” a female voice, I look up at Chris for him to answer. “Uh hi” he spoke nervously, the girl, ‘olivia’ laughed softly before saying “I miss you, why'd you break it off with me chris?" chris rolls his eyes and sighs before looking at me awkwardly "I'm not interested anymore Olivia, never call me again." he says sternly and grabs the phone from me, "what? is there someone else?" Olivia chokes, she started crying, pathetic. "honestly? yeah there is, so fuck off and don't ever talk to me." She starts crying harder and Chris hangs up the phone.

"where were we?" chris says before placing his phone on the counter and trying to kiss me again. "you were just leaving chris." I smirk lightly. His face drops and he steps back, "what? I broke things off with all of the other girls for you! Everything I do is for you y/n." he says in a manipulative tone, "you told me you didn't know who that was." I spoke softly.

"because I don't love her, I love you ma please, I just want you." He begs, " I made that poor girl cry because you're the only one I need." He steps closer to me and puts his hands on my waist. I know he's probably manipulating me but fuck I still love him. "Fine, come on." I roll my eyes before I start walking out the kitchen and upstairs.

"I'll block all their numbers and their instas and everything babe I promise." He says before kissing my cheek. "Can we watch a movie?" I ask as I sit on the bed and Chris comes to sit next to me, "yeah whatever you want mama." he smirks as he places his hand on my thigh.

A/n: hey y’all, little Chris one shot for y’all, toxic Chris is kinda hot 😍 I hope you enjoy this, I like making one shots. Love ya!

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bad268 · 5 months

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hope you’re having a great dayy :)) wondering if you could do one for paul aron in a situation like sleepy back hugs when the other person is busy whipping up breakfast in the kitchen, catching them by surprise smth like that? just fluff cause I rarely see stuff for paul 😢 tysm!!

Morning Surprises (Paul Aron X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Formula 2/3

Requested: Clearly (thank you for being patient and tbh i was 🤏 this close to changing it to Ralf. idk why but I'm on my Ralf arc rn, I'm gonna start writing for Ralf so send it in <3)

Warnings: shirtless Paul (need I say more?)

Pronouns: You/your

W.C. 1101

Summary: Sleepy hugs in the morning. What's not to like?

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(@/Paul's insta from February 23, 2023)

It was too early to function, in your opinion. Half seven in the morning may seem late to people like your race car driver boyfriend, Paul, but to you, it was too damn early to function. Rolling over in bed to hide in Paul’s side, you notice he’s not there. In fact, he had not been there for a while since his side was completely cold.

You groaned as you got out of the warm blankets and found one of Paul’s many sweatshirts lying around before throwing it on. You walk out of your room and are met with a familiar smell, but you can’t tell exactly what it is in your drowsy state.

You walk into the kitchen and see Paul standing over the stove. He was wearing grey sweatpants and no shirt as he was making what looked like a burnt egg. You held your breath as you crept up behind him before snaking your arms around his waist quickly, causing him to quickly look back at you leaning against his back.

“Are you trying to kill me?” You mumbled as you laid your head on his shoulder, already planning to fall back asleep. “That looks burnt. I don’t think Gigi would approve.”

“I tried, okay?” He chuckled as he dumped the burnt eggs into the trash and began a new omelet. Once it started cooking, he took one hand off the skillet (skrittle) to rest it against your arm. “Are you falling asleep again? Or have you died?”

“I mean my heart is still beating. Only for you of course,” You joked halfheartedly, leaning back on his shoulder to look up at him. “I was planning on going back to sleep. You’re just too comfy, but I don’t want to leave you alone and risk burning the apartment down.”

“You’re so cheezy, I love you,” He teased, leaning over to press a small kiss to your forehead. He turned his attention back to the omelet just in time to flip it are the right time, and it landed back in the pan perfectly.

“You’re so domestic. I love you,” You joked back, pulling away to make you both cups of coffee/tea and set them at the table. “So what’s the plan for today?”

“As far as I know, we have nothing planned,” he replied, dishing up the omelet he made to share with you as he also grabbed some fruits he had cut up earlier before sitting next to you at the table. “We can do whatever you want.”

“That’s a slippery slope, Aron. Don’t give me that much power.”

That night, Paul was pulled into a last minute mandatory call with Toto Wolff and Mercedes about who knows what at this point. You took it upon yourself to make dinner, one of Paul’s favorites. He was pacing around in the living room as you busied yourself in the kitchen.

You were just pulling it out of the oven when he ended the call, and you just set it down when he wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up. He spun you around in a few circles, causing you both to laugh before he placed you back on your feet as you turned in his arms.

“I assume it was a good call?” You asked, wrapping your arms around his neck as you both made eye contact. His only response was to pull you close and kiss you hard, leaving no room between you. Despite not wanting to pull away, he pulled back with a huge smile on his lips. “Wow, that good, huh?”

“Guess who has a seat in F2 next season!” He exclaimed, tightening his hold on your waist as he bounced back and forth on his heels, unable to stand still.

“Hmm, let me guess. Dino?” You teased, causing his face to fall in mock offense as he froze entirely. You laughed at his expression before going back on your word, “No. Definitely not. I’m pretty sure it has to be Zak!”

He gaped at your exclamation as he rolled his eyes, “No. You’ve got one last guess.”

“Oh, one last guess? I better guess…” you hesitated in mock joking again to get a raise out of him, “Ralf?”

“Oh, you’re just fucking with me!” He shouted, pulling you in for a bone crushing hug again, swinging you around once again. “It’s me! I’m getting a seat!”

“I couldn’t tell!” You laughed as you tightened your hold on his shoulders. He set you down with a sharp glare as you smiled back at him. “I’m kidding. I figured as much. That’s why I made your favorite food.”

It was too early to function, in your opinion, but you would not dare to oversleep on a day like today. Today was Paul’s first day in Formula 2, and you wanted to surprise him with breakfast in bed.

You carefully crawled out of bed, struggling to release Paul’s arms from your torso, and snuck out of the room. You made it to the kitchen where Ralf was making oatmeal or something already.

“How did you get in here?” You whisper shouted as you walked toward Ralf. “I was going to make him breakfast in bed. You ruined my surprise, Ralf!”

“I have a key, did you forget?” Ralf chuckled as he set two bowls in front of you. “You can take it to him. I’ll hide out here and make the protein shakes.”

“Let me check on him first. I’ll bring him out here,” You responded, turning around and heading back into your shared room to find Paul not in the bed. You looked around and saw the light in the bathroom on as well as the sound of the shower turning off. You gave him a couple of seconds before walking in, seeing him with a towel around his waist as he ran his hand threw his blond locks. You walked up behind him as he finished pulling on his boxers and jeans, wrapping your arms around him as he did so. “You’ll never guess who broke into the apartment.”

“Gigi or Ralf? My money’s on Ralf,” he laughed, leaning back into your embrace.

“Ding ding ding, we have a winner!” You replied in mock enthusiasm, jumping up to place a kiss on his cheek, immediately feeling the roughness. You pulled back quickly and made a face at Paut through the mirror, “Dang, you need to shave. I’m going to eat the food Ralf made!”

With that, you left him to finish up in the bathroom as you got started with your day.

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kissitbttr · 4 months

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frat!Miguel and reader getting into an argument and them posting indirects on each others snap/insta stories and them reposting shady tiktoks knowing the other will see it until miguel just cracks and starts posting cute shit abt her😁😁😁

you are petty when it comes to arguing, never wanted to be the one to take defeat. you will crawl on broken glasses to hell and back before admitting that you’re wrong,

and sometimes it takes a toll on miguel, he’s frustrated over how you are so hard headed sometimes. because then it would lead to this. silent treatment and you stopping to go over the frat house,

but what drives him crazy the most is when he sees all the spam reposts on tiktok coming from your acc, somehow all of them made it to his for you page,

at first, miguel were doing the same too. to see how much you liked getting a little taste of your medicine,

“i’m annoying? you’re annoying, muñeca. let’s see how you like this one. bam” he snickers to himself as he reposts another tiktok of a guy complaining about his girlfriend’s petty behavior,

however the thing is? you don’t actually give a shit,

you’ve been training far too long to deal with this thanks to the shitty men in your previous relationship. so him being petty as you? doesn’t bother you a bit. if anything, it makes it more fun,

it irks him to know that you’re not responding to any of it. if he’s being honest, he wants you to spam him with texts of you being clingy and telling him to stop doing all that extra shit on tiktok. he misses that. he misses you

he swears he’s not letting himself go at that time. he wants you to be the one who apologizes or at least hit him back up. even glen had told him before to wait a couple more days and see if you would actually text him instead the other way around.

but five days without talking to his muñeca and sleeping by her side? yeah, he’s had it

miguel swipes through his contact list and hit your number before dialing it, pacing back and forth in his room.

“hello?” you answer after a few rings,

“i give up. I can’t. i don’t like this, i don’t like you being far from me” he blurts out without saying hello back, head shaking. “you need to come back, muñeca, please. i’m fucking losing it here”

“so you admit defeat, huh?” you smirk on the other line,

“yes. i am folding. i am on my knees.” he admits, running through a hand through his hair out of frustrations. “i’ll say anything you want to hear, whatever it is”

with a chuckle, you decide to tease him more. “post me more on your socials, maybe i think about it”

“i did!” he cries out, “three on my stories and three of your pics on the feed. and I’m rarely active on instagram, you know that!”

oh, he’s serious about this. “aw that’s so sweet, o’hara”

he wide eyed, not liking that name. “o’hara? who the fuck—no o’hara here! i am not o’hara to you, princesa!”

you laugh at how adorable he sounds when he gets upset over you call him by his last name,

you do miss him. miss him so much you can’t even think straight any more. and you hate having this little argument with him, it takes too much of you and his time. sleeping alone doesn’t sound so good anymore, it’s better with hin around.

“get over here, miggy”

he grins at your sudden invitation, grabbing his car keys off the table before rushing out of his room, nearly tripping over the carpet floor as he plucks his jacket from the couch. couple of the guys are all sat in the living room, eyes darting to his.

“woah, easy there pal. going somewhere?” beck raises an eyebrow at his best friend’s clumsy antics,

miguel slips on his shoes and put his signature snapback on

“heading over to my girl’s. won’t be back till tomorrow. bye.”with a cheeky grin, he fist bumps beck who looks at him funny before walking out of the house, slamming the door behind him.

carlos pops a beer can open, plopping onto the empty space of the sofa.

“you guys see that right? him being fucking whipped?”

#frat!miguel #miguel o’hara blurbs

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shadowkoo · 8 months

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The Ex Text

→ Summary: The 2 AM texts have started again. It’s a bittersweet familiarity that you can’t run away from, and despite wishing to forget him: no one will ever measure up to the exceptional standard set by your ex, and you’ll never have anyone as good as him either. Like a permanent mark on your heart, Jungkook’s presence has become an insatiable craving, an addiction you'll never outgrow or cast aside.

↠ jjk x f.reader | 3.2k words | 18+ ↠ genre: smut, pwp, ex with benefits, minor fluff & angst

→ Warnings: swearing, explicit sex, protected sex, scratching, breast play, spit/saliva play, infidelity (in the case that reader just started dating someone new), soft kissing, soft choking, rough kissing, ball squeezing, fingering, handjob, blowjob, cunnilingus, sloppy oral sex (female & male receiving), squirting, praising, teasing, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, hair pulling, doggy, deep dicking, posessive!jungkook has a hard time dealing with his feelings

→ Author note: This is an update of a fic I posted in January that desperately needed some editing (anyone else ever read their old fics and cringe??), I hope you enjoy the newest version bc i personally believe it’s so much better! If you’d like to read this on ao3 instead it’s been crossposted here! As always, all likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated <3

The pillow vibrates beneath your head as the notifications on your phone add up. Knowing it’s nowhere near time for you to get up, you roll over, choosing to ignore whatever, or rather, whoever is trying to reach you. Your plan works for another several minutes as you attempt to drift back to sleep, but your phone soon buzzes again, signaling another notification.

You groan and clumsily reach to turn the ringer off, but instead, your curiosity wins. After a couple of slow blinks, your eyes adjust to the blinding light and are able to focus on the screen; a couple of likes on your latest tweet, a new follower request for your insta, and three new texts from ‘The Ex’…

You groan again and check the time. 2 AM.

“Mmm, right on schedule, ‘Kook,” you drone sleepily to yourself, “Glad to see nothing’s changed.”

Invested now, and unfortunately awake, you unlock your phone to read the full texts.

2:03 AM

‘hey, u awake?’

2:07 AM

‘come over pls’

‘I’ll leave the door open’

Leaving the messages on read, you think about the two ways this could go.

One, you ignore him, just as you have been for the last month, and pretend like he means nothing to you.

Or two, you text him back, agree to come over, and wind up in a self-hate spiral the following days for allowing him to weasel back into your life.

A third groan leaves your body, realizing your heart is clouding your mind, having already made the decision. You type out your message and hover your thumb over the send button, before pressing firmly, unable to take it back.

2:11 AM

‘i hate you…i’ll be there in 5’

His response pops up just seconds later.

‘i’ll be waiting’

This routine is nothing new to you, as much as you hate to say it.

It’s not the first time since your break up that he’s asked you over. And it’s not the first time you’ve rushed to see him, to relive the good times spent between his sheets.

As promised, Jungkook left the door unlocked for you. His tall pup, Bam, meets you with a happy face and a wagging tail the second you crack the door open.

“Hi Bamy-Boo, I’ve missed you so much. How’s my good boy doing?” you ask after stepping into the quiet apartment, bending at the knees to give him a quick kiss on the head and some chin scratches.

“He’d be doing a lot better if you joined him in bed.”

Turning your head, your eyes land on Jungkook. He’s leaning against the wall outside his bedroom, with one of his hands combing through his tousled hair. And he’s wearing the beige-colored sweat set he knows drives you wild.

Damn him.

Your eyes wander to the waistband of his pants, where the faintest patch of skin shows through with his raised arm, before moving upward towards his face.

He’s grinning now.

“We need to stop doing this,” you sigh, not even attempting to deny that you were ogling him. He’s hot, you both know it. No point in sugar-coating or avoiding it. “You can’t keep texting me this time of night and expect me to come over.”

“You can leave any time you want, you know that,” he says taking a step closer to you, “Just like you know you don’t have to text me back. But you do.” He extends a hand, which you accept, and you stand up, letting him pull you up against his chest. “Because you want to come over. Because you know you want this.”

Jungkook doesn’t waste another second before placing his lips on yours. He’s warm and comforting, smelling of sage and citrus, just like always.

He pulls you away from the front door, which he locks, and leads you towards his room. Even in the dark, you remember the path to his bed, your body has it practically memorized.

“Come here,” he whispers softly while his fingers dance along the edge of your wrinkled pajama shirt, before lifting it over your shoulders.

You didn’t even bother changing out of your stained and slept-in pjs. Jungkook has seen you in far worse conditions. Plus you figured they wouldn’t remain on for very long, and much to your pleasure - you’re right.

Jungkook admires your breasts with his hands once your shirt is on the ground. “You’re gorgeous like this,” he whispers, cupping them and letting his thumbs rub across your nipples. Between his touch and the cool air, they harden almost immediately.

You lean into his body and your lips collide, meanwhile, his arms move around your body, crushing you against his chest.

He moans into your mouth, loving the way your fingers run through his messy hair. He doesn’t hide the fact that his cock twitches against his sweatpants when you tug lightly on his locks.

Jungkook could come in his pants just from simply kissing you and having you play with his hair, but he needs more. So much more.

He reaches for your pants, ready to remove them next. He’s desperate to undress you, to have your naked body pressed up against his. You’ve been ignoring his texts for too long lately. Even though he would never admit it, he’s missed you. A lot.

You help him take off the rest of your clothing until you’re bare before him, and Jungkook looks at you like he’s always looked at you. Like you’re the only person in the universe, you captivate his entire attention.

Nothing else matters when he’s with you.

He tears only his sweatshirt off before sitting down on the bed. Stretching back, he pats his lap with that same old smirk you’ve grown to love and hate simultaneously and motions for you to climb on top of him.

You do as he requests, resting each leg on either side of his hips so you’re straddling his waist.

“Come here,” he says quietly, pulling you closer to him, so he can leave wet kisses trailing down your neck from your earlobe to the dip above your collarbone.

His hands travel down your side as his lips move closer and closer to your breasts, his hot breath tickles your skin as he hovers over your sensitive nubs. He flicks each with his tongue, before closing his lips over one of your soft peaks, sucking it in between his teeth.

The sensation pulls an explicit moan from deep within your core. Jungkook’s ears perk up, loving the sounds coming from you, wanting to hear you make sounds like that all night.

Your thighs tense around him as he does it again to the other side, and you massage the growing tent in his sweats to tease him just the right amount.

Jungkook digs his fingers into your hips, pushing your bare center up against his hardness as you continue your circling torture. It’s his turn to lose himself. Fuck, he can feel your heat through the thin fabric, your readiness soaking into his sweatpants. His hands curve around the swell of your ass as your tongues twist together in harmony.

Grabbing his face, you kiss him deeply while slowly moving off the top of him, your hand replacing where your opening was previously. You moan into his mouth this time, feeling how hard he is for you as you rub him through his pants.

Your hand dips underneath the waistband and wraps around his velvety length. His length throbs in your hand while your thumb glides over his needy head. You’re stroking him slowly enough to drive him into a maddening frenzy.

“Fuck baby, I need more,” he rasps.

You give him exactly what he begs for.

He cries out when your hand dips lower to squeeze his balls without warning. You smirk, watching the emotions overtake his face as the pain mixes deliciously with pleasure while you hold him tightly in your hands. You wait a few seconds before releasing them and then work to take off his pants.

“Jesus Christ,” he gasps, catching his breath from your dangerous game. “What was that for?”

You take a mouthful of him to avoid answering. He doesn’t press the issue further as you gag over his thick cock.

Jungkook grabs a fistful of your hair as you bring him closer and closer to the edge. He helplessly watches as your reddened lips glide over him, your saliva dripping everywhere in the process.

“Mmm, just like that,” he hums, caressing your cheek as you bob your head up and down.

Pulling yourself from him to catch your breath, your mouth then leaves wandering kisses that lead you to his balls next. Sucking each into your hollowed cheeks, you take your sweet time and watch intently as Jungkook’s eyebrows furrow together.

“Shit baby, I’m about to lose it,” he breathes deeply, before moving your bodies so you’re below him.

You smirk, your legs open and ready with your fingers teasing your wet and inviting opening. “Then lose it.”

He groans. Leaning across your body, Jungkook opens the drawer on his nightstand and rummages through until his fingers land on the very familiar foil packet. He smirks for a moment at the thought floating around in his head, and then lets the male urge win and rips it open with his teeth.

“You did not just do that,” you laugh, “That’s so cheesy. What are you, a horny teenager?”

He grins wolfishly as he rolls the condom on, “Might as well be.”

The scent of your arousal has now filled the room, engulfing Jungkook, and making him ravenous for you. He’s starved and only your heat will tame his hunger.

Unable to wait any longer, his thick length dips inside you just enough to wet his tip. He pulls back out of you, sliding your wetness through your folds, preparing you for what is to come. Then, without a moment’s notice, he takes you hard and fast, thrusting into you with all his power.

Your nails dig into his back, leaving red trails from where they slide down his back and grip his ass.

The veins in Jungkook’s neck pop out as he slams into you again and again.

“Holy fuck, ‘Kook! Oh my god,” you cry out, holding onto him.

He looks so fucking hot with his hair stuck to his damp forehead. Your eyes follow the bead of sweat dripping down his temple.

Jungkook’s soft moans tickle your ear, while one of his hands creeps up to wrap around your neck. The pressure is gentle but firm, his fingers are placed exactly where they need to be to make you feel lightheaded and slightly delirious - everything you want and more.

“Do you still love me?” he pants as he thrusts into you harshly.

You blink, hesitating to answer that question.

“Fine, then answer me this, do you still love my cock?”

“Jungkook…” you sigh, tilting your head to the side. “Please don’t go there.”

He pretends he doesn’t hear you. “Tell me you’ve never had better,” he demands after flipping you over. Pulling your ass up towards him, he realigns his length with your center and thrusts back into you. One of his hands wraps around your waist, the other gets lost in your hair.

“Tell me how much you’ve missed me and my cock,” he growls into your ear as he slips out of you, only to ram back into you with all his strength.

Each thrust pushes you further into the bed and brings you closer to the edge. You’re biting the sheets to stop yourself from screaming out from the sinful pleasure.

“Fuck, I’ve missed this.” You moan uncontrollably while Jungkook continues his sweet torture. Lust, and possibly another L emotion, dripping off the words spilling from your mouth.

You couldn’t lie if you tried at this point. You’ve really missed this and him. And holy fuck, his cock too. “Oh my god, oh god!” you cry out. Waves of euphoria wash over your quivering body as you unfold around him.

The coil snaps deep inside you, your walls pulsating around him, sending shockwaves through his body as he finishes.

Jungkook moans your name one last time before feeling himself swell, and he fills the condom with his load. His thrusts slow down but don’t stop just yet.

It’s almost too much to handle, yet it’s still not enough. Jungkook knows this and reaches down to rub his thumb along your swollen clit, causing you to see starts as your next release comes, it sprays out of you involuntarily.

You freeze, not sure if you should embrace it or be embarrassed.

He grins, “That was fucking hot. I’ve never made anyone squirt before.” You feel a sense of pride hearing that. Good. You don’t want him to have it like this with anyone else. Woah, where did that thought come from?

Without missing a beat, Jungkook lifts your legs over his shoulders as he bends down so he’s face level with your heat. He admires your slit that’s still slick from his undoing. You moan uncontrollably the second he licks through your damp folds, lost on cloud nine while he buries his face in between your legs, hands on either side of them, holding you in place.

You’re writhing beneath him from the glorious torture of his tongue teasing your entrance, his nose purposefully rubs against your sensitive nub and two of his long fingers slide into you, curling at the right pace.

His rhythmic licks turn you into a quivering mess. Your insides twist and clench around his fingers as you come again, unashamed and all over his face this time.

“Fuck, you’re amazing,” he pants, moving back up toward the top of the bed and collapsing next to you, totally spent.

You kiss him messily, tasting yourself on his lips, and cuddle into his side as you both drift off into the night, sweaty and exhausted, just how it should be.

It’s early. You’re not sure how long you’ve both been in and out of sleep, but you know it’s almost time for you to leave. This is the longest you’ve spent in his bed since your break up. All the other late-night extravaganzas we’re just a couple of hours, if that.

You’re laying on his chest, listening to the sound of his steady heartbeat and your synced breathing, working up the energy to sit up. His fingers draw small circles on your back as you two rest. It’s surprisingly…peaceful. These are the moments you miss the most when you’re apart.

“I have a thing with the guys around tomorrow, well technically today. Want to come?” Jungkook asks out of the blue, his voice cutting through the silence.

“Can’t,” you decline, worried about where this conversation is about to go.

“And why is that, exactly?” he asks, even though he very well knows. You know he knows. He knows that you know that he knows. Which is frustrating, to say the least.

The previous peace you felt is short-lived. You sit up and lean on your elbow to look at him. “You know I’m going out with Taehyung now. You liked my Instagram pic of us together from earlier this week.”

“Well, I’m sorry to say that if you’re here with me, that must mean he’s either very boring or is terrible in bed. Or maybe both?” He leaves the question open-ended for you to answer.

You roll your eyes and start to get up, not in the mood to discuss this with him tonight, or ever really.

You don’t need to explain to him that Taehyung deserves so much more than someone who’s willing to cheat on him, and with an ex-boyfriend at that. You two haven’t exactly made things official but it’s still unbelievably inconsiderate of you to waste his time while you pine after Jungkook, a guy who dumped you four months ago but still refuses to give you up.

“No, don’t go,” he groans. “What I’m trying to say is-” he pauses, fighting whatever is going on in his brain. “I don’t want you seeing him anymore,” he says bluntly.

“Why?” You press, begging for any sort of answer.

“‘Cause…,” he says, holding back.

“Because why Jungkook, I need you to say more than that. I need you to be more, we can’t keep going on like this.”

“Because I love you, dammit!” He runs a hand through his hair and huffs. “Can’t you tell? Isn’t it obvious? I’m still hung up on you and don’t like seeing you moving on when I’m, I’m…stuck,” he breathes.

He loves you.

A moment passes.

He. Loves. You.

“Please say something. Anything.” He’s nervously searching your face for any sort of answer.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Say that you’re still hung up on me,” he whines, pulling you back onto his chest.

Your voice softens, “You know that I am.”

He kisses you gently, making your heart flutter with the possibility.

“Then what’s stopping us?” He asks once your lips part from one another.

It’s your turn to huff, you have so much to say yet it’s all lost on you at this exact moment. Funny how that works, isn’t it?

“You’re the one who ended things.”

The streetlight shines in through his window, its light illuminating your body, highlighting your beautiful features that he just can’t get enough of. Why did he end things again?

“Yeah, well, I’m an idiot. What’s new?” he jokes, crawling over top of you, completely mesmerized by how gorgeous you are beneath him. He kisses you sweetly, his lips massaging yours as his heart pounds loudly in his chest. You didn’t say no. To Jungkook, that means there’s still a chance, and he’ll gladly take it.

One of his hands holds the back of your neck, tilting your head just the right amount for him to deepen the kiss. He moans into your mouth, his tongue playing with yours while his other hand finds its way between your legs.

A soft gasp escapes your lips when his fingers dip inside you. They twist and curl with perfect accuracy, bringing you closer and closer to bliss.

He has you practically begging for more, you’re already a panting mess. You reach for him, craving more, needing him closer but he refuses.

“Nope,” he grins playfully, pushing your chest gently so you lay back onto the bed, “I want to watch you come undone this time. I want to see you lose it when you come for me.”

Your back arches off the bed as you dance along the edge, squeezing your eyes shut you let his words do their magic.

“Be a good girl and come all over these fingers.” Your hips move helplessly, matching his speed as you chase the high.

“You’re luminous, absolutely divine, and all mine. Nobody can worship you as I do. Nobody else can make you feel this good.”

“No one compares to you,” you moan sensually as pleasure overtakes your body yet again, turning you into the mess he wants to see.

Your lips touch again after what feels like an eternity. “I’m glad you’re here,” he whispers, leaving another lazy kiss on your cheek, before moving to clean up the aftermath of your pleasures.

“Me too,” you say sleepily, pulling him back into your arms after he disposed of the condom. You feel yourself drifting off, about to fall into a soft slumber with your bodies entwined.

Jungkook grins, knowing he’s one step closer to convincing you to try again. He kisses you softly, lovingly, one more time before you both drift off into the early morning light.

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huggybearluvr · 5 months

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Holiday Bliss

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You and Luke sat in your apartment planning out your fall break.

"So we will go to my parents the first Two weeks and then fly to Ohio to see your family, how does that sound," Luke asked.

"sounds perfect," You said as you snuggled closer into his side.

"You cold?" He asked. You nodded.

Luke sat up pulling off his hoodie handing it to you, he grabbed your laptop pulling it open to look up flights for you both.

You slipped his hoodie on snuggling closer again.

"We can do that tomorrow Lu," You said, as you were getting quite tired.

"We head to my parents tomorrow baby, I wanna get all this done now," He said softly, "Head to bed, I'll be in when I am done."

You nodded heading to your bedroom.

Once Luke had finished booking the flight to Ohio he shut the laptop off heading to your bedroom.

As he walked in he saw you were already asleep, he smiled turning the lights off and snuggling up beside you.

"Goodnight," He kissed you forehead and soon drifted off to sleep beside you.

You woke up, walking to the kitchen to make coffee. You headed back to the bedroom while it brewed snuggling up with Luke again.

"Good morning," You spoke softly as his eyes fluttered open.

"Morning Baby," He said as he wrapped his arms around you.

"Luke we have to get up," you giggled as he peppered kissing all over your face.

"Five minutes?" He asked softly.

"Babe, I have to pack," you said softly moving away from him," There's coffee in the kitchen."

You walked over to your closet pulling out your suitcase.

Luke walked to the kitchen pouring you both a cup of coffee before starting to make breakfast.

You finished packing your suitcase and took it out the living room.

"Sit, I made breakfast," Luke said as he set a plate infront of you.

"Thank you," You smiled.

Luke loaded up the car and you were off to his parents house, it was only about an hour away.

"I'm kinda nervous to meet you family," You said truthfully.

"They are gonna love you, and I'm not just saying that," Luke laughed," My brothers already do since you got them vip passes to the chiefs game."

"I hope your right," You spoke taking his hand.

Once you arrived Luke got out taking both your suitcases out of the trunk.

You both walked up to the door, Luke handed you the key.

You opened the door.

"I'm home!" Luke announced.

His family came walking over from the kitchen greeting Luke.

"Oh honey it's so nice to meet you," Lukes mother Ellen said as she pulled you into a hug.

Quinn hugged you as well thank you for the tickets.

"Hey Jack, it's nice to meet you," You smiled.

"You gonna be sassy like you are in your insta replys?" He said laughing as he pulled you into a hug.

"I can be," You laughed pulling away.

"Alright, you two go get situated in Luke rooms," Ellen said," Dinner will be ready in about an hour."

Luke nodded taking both your bags and heading up the stairs.

You followed Luke and entered the bedroom on the left side of the hall. You looked around taking the blue walls littered with hockey posters.

You smiled, "You really love hockey don't you."

Luke smiled," I do."

Luke opened both your bags unpacking them into the drawers and closet.

"After dinner, were going to go to this ice cream parlor down the street," Luke said sitting beside you on the bed," We go every year when the whole families together."

"That sounds great," You smiled, placing a kiss to his lips.

After dinner you all piled into Ellens SUV and began driving to the ice cream parlor.

"Oh y/n when we get back, i'll pull out the photo albums for you!"

"I would love that!" you responded.

"I don't think you have to do that mom," Luke argued.

"No, no I wanna see your cute little baby pictures," You teased poking his cheek.

You all soon arrived at the parlor ordering your ice cream and sitting at a small picnic bench.

You and Luke ended up trading ice creams almost right away as you both tried new flavors and didn't like them.

Once you all got back Jim started a fire outside so that you could all sit around the fire and enjoy your time together. Luke grabbed a blanket knowing you get cold easily.

"Here babe," He said handing you the blanket. He sat on the couch, as you sat beside him cuddling up with him covering you both with the blanket.

You sat with the photo album in your lap looking at all the pictures of Luke.

"You look so cute in this one," You said pointing at a picture of him in little skates trying to keep up with his older brothers.

As it got later the rest of the family had gone inside, you and Luke agreeing to stay outside until the fire dies down.

"y/n?"

"hmmm?"

"I love you."

You turned to look at him shocked at his words.

"I love you too," You smiled.

#luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes x y/n #luke hughes x you #luke hughes insta edit #mark estapa #nhl x reader #travis kelce #kelce #jason kelce

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gavisfanta · 3 months

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Hello, can you write an imagine or one shot where the reader is a big fan of Gavi, and ever since he got injured, she's been sending him encouraging messages. Every day, without fail, at the same time, he sees them in his notifications, but he never replies. Then, one day, he's so tired of everything, feeling like he couldn't vent to anyone close to him, and feels like he's carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. He turns to the last person he ever expected to: the reader.

ONE MORE TIME - GAVI

summary: you text gavi everyday after he gets injured and one day he texts back.

warnings: noneee

Maybe just one more time wont hurt, right?

You pulled the covers up to your neck and took your phone into the right hand. Just like every day ended, you texted Gavi.

His injury had to be horrible for him and you were thinking of showing him some respect and that he hasn't been forgotten.

So you took your phone, went on insta, clicked on his profile and started typing in the message.

"Hey Gavi, I hope you had a better day today and I also hope that your recovery is going well. Much of strength to you!!!" You sent it without thinking too much about it and then went to sleep.

But on the other side of Barcelona, Gavi was lying in his bed, wide awake.

He was trying to sleep but too many things going on inside his head kept him up. As he tried to distract himself from the sleep he's missing out on he decided to go onto instagram, just scrolling down his home feed he decides to check some of his private messages.

There are some from Fermin, Pedri and a ton of requests, like always. Today he was especially bored so he decided to check out some requests. As he went through them and read the messages some fans or haters have sent he clicked on your message.

His eyes widened as he saw that you've texted him every single day since the injury. He read all of the messages and then went onto the next ones. Your messages were still one under 10 thousand.

However, the next day during lunch, he checked his requests again, and who would have thought; your message was at the very top.

He read the new message and then went onto the next message from another fan.

You kept writing him every single day, however what you didn't know was that Gavi saw your messages.

So one night, you usually took your phone and sent another message to Gavi. "Hello, I hope your day has been good and I'm very excited to see you again on the field. I hope you have someone to talk to and I wish you all the best!" You sent it and then plugged in the phone and put it on your nightstand while you tried to sleep.

Gavi however was once again wide awake, sitting on his couch in the livingroom.

Today he talked to Fermin about the season, his bestfriend has told him about how amazing he is doing in practice and how funny it is with his teammates.

For Gavi it was pain listening to him, he missed playing football and he felt like he had no one to talk to because nobody actually knew how he felt.

Pedri was injured for a long time, yes, but he was still able to walk and comparing two months to nine months is also not really a smart thing to do.

So he did what he usually did everyday. Him looking at his requests for fun has turned into a daily habit and not like he has anything better to do.

He refreshed his dms and saw one from you again. He couldn't help but notice that your messages were always sent aroun 11 pm.

This time he opened it and read the new message again, and again, and then again.

For the first time he actually needed someone to talk to, maybe you were the right person for that. So without thinking much about it he opened his keyboard and started typing.

"Thank you for always reaching out, hasn't been the best lately." He sent it and couldn't help but feel just a bit nervous. Just then he had the thought to open up your profile and look at it. As he went through your highlights he couldn't help but notice that you were quite pretty.

While Gavi was stalking your Instagram account, you were trying to sleep, however it didn't really work.

You kept turning in the covers and just as you slammed your fists besides you into the mattress out of anger, you decided that maybe a bit of social media would help you get tired.

So as you grabbed your phone and turned it on, you jumped up, suddenly wide awake.

The notification of your dreams, you weren't even sure if that was a dream or not.

But as soon as you opened the message and read the words, then clicked on his profile, then read the message again, and the same process for atleast 10 times, you were sure that that was real.

So you literally started pacing around the room, trying to act calm about the situation because he can't know that you've been a fan of him ever since he started playing in the first team.

You decided on a simple answer; "Do you want to talk about it?" As soon as you sent it, you put the phone down and went back to pacing around the room.

Gavi on the other hand was shocked that you texted back so fast and smiled a bit at your message. He would have guessed that you're gonna go all fangirl on him and he kinda liked that you didn't.

"It just feels like I have no one to talk to."

And so he sent the message, then you sent one, then Gavi again, and so it went on for the next week.

Gavi's family noticed that he always checked his phone, sometimes he'd put it back on the table with a slightly disappointed face as there was no message from you. But if there was a message, he'd text back immediately.

You two talking on a daily basis also led you to realize how amazing of a character he actually had. Soon you started telling him about your day and he'd always give some feedback. Sometimes you would even fill him in on the typical girl drama at your work.

Gavi also told you a lot of things about himself, what he thinks of some things people say about him and how his recovery is going.

After Gavi wasn't using his crutches anymore and he was able to walk he of course met up with his friends again.

As he was walking around in Barcelona, he was thinking about you, what if you'd walk down the same street as him.

Gavi wanted to ask you out for a long time now but in the end he always chickened out. He was afraid of destroying your friendship and he was also afraid of losing you.

As Gavi was lost in his thoughts his friend couldn't help but notice that he wasn't really himself lately, he didn't use to wear that stupid smile on his face whenever he was on the phone. They knew that there was someone who made Gavi smile like that but they didn't know who.

Just a road up you were walking down the street, your phone in your hand as you looked at some instagram posts.

You were just walking to the beach of Barceloneta to look at the sunset.

As you suddenly raised your head, you at first couldn't believe your eyes.

Your heart skipped a beat as you saw a man with a white shirt and white pants walking along the promenade with two other guys.

It didn't take you long to notice who it was by the way he moved, after all he was famous for running around, that's what you know him for.

Your guess was confirmed after the guy turned his head to the right and you saw his side profile. Gavi.

Pablo freaking Gavi, aka the guy who you have been texting with for the last 2 months.

You decided to just go up to him and ask him for a picture, if he'd recognise you, you'd talk to him and if not then not.

So you walked over to him and as soon as Gavi saw you he furrowed his brows.

As Gavi looked into your eyes he got confused. He noticed that your eyes looked too familiar however he didn't know from where he might have known you.

The weird feeling in your stomach started building up as you looked into his eyes, you knew that you two got along well and that you would meet him eventually but you didn't think that it would be now.

"Hi, can I get a picture please?" You asked and Gavi nodded his head as he leaned down closer to you, you pulled out your phone and took a picture. Your hand was shaking so you tried to grip the phone as much as you could. The way your knuckles turned white didn't go unnoticed by Gavi.

"Thank you so much." You said and walked away. Gavi looked after you and his eyes scanned your body as he was still in the same position you left him. He stood up straight again and smiled a bit as his gaze shifted further down your back. He knew you, he was absolutely sure about that. So doing the only thing he could do is he opened instagram and clicked on your profile.

He wouldn't had said it out loud but he secretly hoped that it was you. So as he looked at your recent picture and zoomed in on your eyes, he smiled. It was you.

Immediately he went into your chat and texted you.

"I just met a girl that looked like you lol" He said and you couldn't help but smile at his text. You decided that you'd reply with a sneaky emoji that would give him the hint.

"😉"

As soon as Gavi read the message he raised his head and turned to look at his friends with a smile. "I'll be right back" He said and started walking towards where he saw you go.

so as he followed where he last saw you, and he turned around a corner, he saw you standing there with a grin on your face.

"You're Yn" He pointed his finger and you and you couldn't help but smile.

"I am." You answered and he came closer to you, now also wearing a wide grin.

"Nice to finally meet you in real life." He pulled you into a hug and as you wrapped your arms around him you could smell his cologne.

You melted into his arms and a cold breeze hit you as soon as you pulled away. "Um" Gavi brought his hand up to the back of his head. As he scratched the back of his neck he hummed a bit while looking at you.

"You wanna maybe join me for a drink or are you busy?" Gavi asked shyly and you felt your lips curl up immediately. The way that his eyes looked at you, the way his hair was perfectly lying on his head and the ways his body moved everytime he inhaled.

You slightly nodded your head as he was still waiting for an answer. "Sure, I'd love to." You finally agreed.

So Gavi quickly pulled out his phone and texted his friends that his sister needed him for something.

You watched as he then stuffed his ohone back into his pocket and shifted his attention toward you again.

"You want to walk up to the La Rambla?" Gavi looked at you and you chuckled softly, it was the pure nervousness around him.

"I just came from there but sure." You smiled, you punched yourself mentally as you couldn't help but smile all the time.

"Alright, let's go." Gavi smiled at you and then you two made your way up to La Rambla, it was the most famous abd biggest promenade in whole of Barcelona.

It was about a 15 minute walk from Barceloneta so the two of you had time to talk. As you walked through the streets decorated with stands selling diffrent things Gavi pulled his hood up and put on his sunglasses.

Luckily he didn't really get recognized aince there also weren't as many people as there usually was.

So you two decided to grab something to drink and then Gavi pulled you into a small alley.

"Where are we going?" You asked as you slowed down, as soon as Gavi realized he turned around and smiled a bit.

"Come on, trust me, this is funny." Gavi pulled you forward by your hand, his touch was hot and you were almost sad that after some time he let your hand go again.

Then suddenly he stopped in front of a store, it was empty, only the store owners inside. So Gavi stepped inside confidently and you followed him.

The store wasn't big, it was rather small and it also looked like a gift souvenis shop.

"Look, you need to check this out." Gavi pointed at the left of the store and you walked over to the shelfs.

You burst out laughing as you saw small figures of famous people shitting. Word for word, shitting.

You turned to face Gavi, he was standing right behind you, his chest touching your back and as you turned arpund he was standing so close that you had to look up at him.

"This is hilarious." You mumbled and then he extended his arm and pointed at a messi figure. You chuckled as you then turned to face him again.

"Do you want one? I'll buy you one." Gavi laughed but you shook your head as a wide grin was astered across your face.

"No- Gavi-" You tried to say but he already went over to the store owner.

"Can I have a messi figure please?" Gavi asked and the owner nodded his head as he went to the back and grabbed one.

"I told you I don't need that" You laughed and Gavi shook his head while the owner came out into the store again.

"Thank you so much." Gavi told the owner as soon as he paid and the man nodded his head.

"Can I also have a photo with you?" He asked and Gavi nodded his head. The man gave you the phone and you went back a couple of steps. After you took some pictures you handed back the phone and Gavi left with the plastic bag in his hand.

"So, let's go and eat something I recall." Gavi mumbled as the two of you walked further down the alley. As you looked forward you saw the sky getting darker above the buildings.

"What do you want to eat?" You turned your gaze back to Gavi. He shrugged his shoulders and then checked his phone.

"Oh, I know a good restaurant but we have to go back to Barceloneta for that." He suggested and you nodded your head.

Every time you looked at him it was more and more obvious that you had feelings for him. Everytime he accidentally touched your hand with his while walking you immediately looked to his face, in hope to find him smiling because you were hoping for that it wasn't just an accident.

"It's crazy that we've talked so much over chat." Gavi began just as you two were walking along the beach again.

"I was just scared that we wouldn't get along well in real life." You added to which he agreed immediately with a fast nod.

"It's better than I thought, I mean I didn't expect you to buy me a figure of Messi shitting but yeah." You laughed a bit to which Gavi raised his brows.

"Oh you imagined how meeting me would be like? Did you make ip those scenarios right before you went to bed?" Gavi told you and your eyes widened, because how did he know.

"No-" Your voice broke and you turned uour hesd away from him embarrassed. As soon as you looked back to him he laughed.

"Ah Gavi, yes, give it to me." He fake moaned loudly and you pushed him away from you while you two giggled like two stupid kids.

You were happy tho because that was a sign that he felt comfortable around you and that was the most important.

After you both slowly stopped laughing Gavi then started pushing you towards a restaurant. "This one, trust me." He pointed at the building and you shrugged your shoulders.

You two went inside and ate, while doing that you of course talked about quite a lot of things, what surprised you the most was that he asked about your work drama. Which meant that he paid attention to you while you texted with him.

You left the restaurant with that exact same thought and Gavi by your side. You shivered from the cold as soon as you walked away a few meters.

"Are you cold?" Gavi noticed that you shivered and he immediately looked at you.

"No not really." You lied and he shook his head as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer to him.

You two walked down to the beach again in silence, then the two of you sat down a couple meters away from the water.

"So has anything interesting been going on with your injury? Other than what you've told me?" You asked, genuinely interested in what he had to say.

However, Gavi didn't answer your question, he didn't even oay attention to you. He was just staring into your eyes and thinking of how lucky he was that he answered that one instagram dm.

"Gavi?" You asked again, he then snapped back from his thoughts and looked at the ocean and then at your eyes.

"I've never would have imagined that I'm doing this with a fan." Gavi smiled a bit but you furrowed your eyebrows at his words.

"Doing wha-" you began but were shortly cut off by Gavi who crushed his lips into yours.

You were shocked for a second but then kissed him back quickly. He then moved closer to you in the sand and put his hand on your waist while you had your hand on his cheek.

You literally got butterflies as the long kiss started turning into a heated make out session.

Gavi then pushed you backwards so that you were laying flat on your back and contined kissing you.

"Is it the right time to say I love you?" Gavi asked as he pulled away for a second.

"Yeah" You nodded your head quickly and Gavi pulled away from you completely but then laid down next to you.

"I love you." He mumbled and you turned your head to face him.

"I love you too." You whispered and then kissed him again.

One more time messaging him, didn't hurt.

#barca #gavi #pablo gavi #fc barcelona #football #futbol #fanfic #mustread #espana #gavi x reader #pablo paez gavi #gavi fluff #barca fc #barcelona #fc barca #fanfiction #futból

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ador3sturniolo · 6 months

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Stargirl

An - omg I feel like I haven’t posted in a year what. Okay so earlier this week I went to a hockey game, and something happened while I was there and I wanted to write a fic about it. And I wanted to do Nate because I love Nate, and we need more Nate fics out there asap. And the song has nothing to do with the fic, it was the song I kept playing while writing this 😭

Paring - Nathan Doe X FemReader

Summary - You go to one of Nate’s hockey games

Warnings - Kissing, NOT PROOFREAD

Requested - Nope

ALSO YALL, I FIRST WROTE THIS IN THE BEGINNING OF OCTOBER SO THERE WILL BE HALLOWEEN THEMED THINGS HERE, SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO UPLOAD

I hadn’t realize how late I had slept in until I heard my alarm go off more than 30 times, most of which I had just sleep through. I check the time and see it’s a little past 3. Shit. I had so much to do and had it all planned out. I was to clean my house, get a gift for Nate, go grocery shopping, and decorate for fall. I’ll just eat some food while I’m out but right now, I need to clean up my place. I have u til 6:30 to get everything done on my list. Considering Nate’s game starts at 7.

I clean my house, lighting candles and turning on fairy lights I have setup around my house. I take a quick shower and put on my freshly clean clothes. I do a slick back bun, not trying to do anything fancy. I get into my car and make a quick stop at Starbucks to get a drink. I also did an online order for my favorite lunch place in town so it’s ready for pickup when I get there. I pickup my lunch and eat in my car as I drive to target. I put my Starbucks in the cup holder of my cart and push it too the food section.

I grab my list of food and start putting it in my cart. I decided to grab some cookie dough for me and Nate to back after his game. I go over to the floral section and grab a bag of white, blue, and purple pair and place it in my cart. I’m on my way towards check out when I spot the cutest pair of matching pj sets. There was a vampire, pumpkin, and ghost option. They were all so cute but I decided to get the ghost ones. I check out and go home to eat dinner and decorate.

I decided to make something, quick, easy, and delicious. I play my fall playlist as I grab my last year bin full of pumpkins, signs, pillows and blankets. It only takes me around 30 minutes considering I cleaned earlier. I looked at the time, with not much time left I had to get ready. I put the totes back and head to my room. I put on a pair of leggings and his hockey jersey that he gave me. I take out my hair and do two French braids. I take some face paint type makeup I have and write his number on my cheek.

I put on my shoes and grab his flowers and teddy I bought him earlier that week. I grab a blanket so I don’t get cold at the rink. I drive to the rink in only 10 minutes. I head inside and get a ticket. I’m greeted inside by the triplets. They all look over at me and walk my way.

“Finally, we’ve been waiting for like 5 hours” Nick says rolling his eyes

“Nick, we got here 5 minutes ago-“ Matt chimed in

“Oh hush.” Nick says, crossing his arms, clearly annoyed.

“I’m so excited to watch my boyfriend play!” Chris says clapping his hands. Nick, Matt and I slowly turn towards Chris, giving him a confused look.

“Fine, I can’t wait to watch her boyfriend play” Chris says sarcastically but rolling his eyes.

“That’s what I thought.” I say pushing Chris a little bit jokingly. We all walk to the rink, getting a rush of cold air as the door opens. I could feel goosebumps approaching my skin. I wrap the blanket around my shoulders and sit down with the triplets. We sat and waited for the game to start. It only took a couple scrolls on insta before the players came walking out of the locker room and onto the ice to warmups. It wasn’t hard for me to find him, considering I had his number imprinted into my brain. Before I the warmups ended, I went to the snack bar and got myself a water and chips for me and the triplets. I head back just in time for the game to start. We all stand up and start to cheer, like the rest of the crowd. I only had my eye on one player the whole time. Every time he scored a point and I would jump up and down and scream for him. The three looked at me like I was insane but I didn’t care.

The game was over and Nate’s team won! We all wait for Nate outside of the locker room to finish up, but before he comes out I need to use the restroom. I come back not too long and see the brothers talking to a man I wanted to hug the first I saw him on the ice. He noticed me and started walking towards me. I ran up to him and gave him a hug.

“You did great tonight, I’m so proud of you.” I say giving him a peck on the lips.

“And these are for you.” I handed him the flowers and teddy bear, he then looked up at me with a smile that would make my heart melt.

“Thank you so much baby.” He said as he went to the side of me and wrapped his arm around my waist. He turned back and waved to the brothers as he started to walk with me out of the building. I help him load his things into my car, and we get inside the car after.

“So I had a really fun night planned out for us, but if you don’t want to do it, that’s okay and we can do something else.”

“It’s whatever makes you happy my love” I couldn’t help but blush at his words.

“So, my house is all decorated and I had candles going so it smells really good in there, and the house is clean so a bonus! And I was thinking we could make cookies and watch a movie together? And there’s also a surprise with that.” I say almost out of my seat from how happy I was.

“If that’s what you wanna do.” He says smiling back at me.

“Of course it’s what I want to do, but I wanted to know if u wanted to do it.” I say turning on my car, pulling out of the parking lot.

“I’m okay with anything you want to do.” He says looking out the window. I smile as I continue to drive back to my place. I pull into my driveway and get out of my car.

“Let’s take showers first tho.” I say unlocking my front door. He nods as I unlock the door and walk in. We take off our shoes at the front and walk to my room where my shower is.

“I’ll go first, I’ll be quick.” I say as I start to take out my hair. I hop in the shower and wash my face, get out, and wrap myself in a towel. I walk out into my room and too my closet, telling him it’s his turn on my way. He gets off the small couch I have in my room and head into the bathroom. I quickly get dressed into the pajamas I just bought for us. I sit down at my vanity and start doing my night skincare. I hear the shower turn off and with Nate walking out with the towel around his waist. He points at the pair of clothes on my bed.

“What’s this?”

“It’s yours, to wear! Tonight! To match with me!” I say turning around, show I’m in the matching set. He gives me a sigh but walks with it into the bathroom to get changed. I do a little clap of achievement, as I turn back around to finish my skincare. I hear the bathroom door open and see him walk out, giving me a sigh and looking down in disappointment.

“Hey! You look amazing! Don’t give me that I hate this energy, it’s supposed to be fun!” I say putting all my things away and getting up.

“I feel so weird in this.” He says throwing his hands like a baby

“Why? You look so cute!” I say walking towards him.

“Can I just take the shirt off? It feels tight.” He says scratching his neck

“Not yet! I wanna take a picture” I say grabbing my phone out. His arm wraps around my waist as I put the mode to 0.5x and turn on the flash. We smoosh our heads together doing a kissy face as I take the picture. I look at the picture to make sure it was okay then I put my phone down.

“Okay, let go make some cookies” I say kissing his cheek and walking out of my room. He follows close behind me. I grab a pack a Pillsbury cookies from the fridge and preheat the oven.

“How about you put on 6, and I put on 6” I say grabbing a tray from my cabinet.

“Good with me” He says giving me a smile

“Can I take my shirt off now?” He says whining

“Fine, Stop acting like a baby” I say as I start to put on my cookies.

We both finish putting on our cookies and put them in the oven. I walk over to my couch and turn on the tv.

“What would you like to watch?” I say looking up at him.

“I don’t know, you pick.” He says sitting down next to me

“Mhm, Corpse Bride? The Nightmare Before Christmas?” I say leaning back and laying my head on his chest

“Corpse Bride, The Nightmare Before Christmas is a Christmas movie.”

“No it’s not!” I say as I scoff

“It is tho!”

I shake my head and get up to go take the cookies out. I put them on a plate and organize them in a cute way. I bring the plate to the couch along with a blanket.

“Hold the plate while I put the blanket on us.” I say handing him the plate. I sit down, covering our legs and a little bit of my waist. He sets the plate down on the blanket.

“Do you like tonight?” I say putting my head on him again.

“Of course” He says kissing my head. I smile in happiness that I was able to make tonight special.

“I love you” I say lifting my head up.

“I love you more” He says giving me a peck on my lips

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An - OML I AM SO SORRY ML FOR NOT POSTING FOR A MONTH. I KNOW THIS ONE IS BAD BUT I FELT LIKE I NEEDED TO POST SOMETHING OR I CANT FUNCTION RIGHT SO HERE IS THIS 🫶🏼

#nathan doe #nate doe #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo #the sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo edit #sturniolo fanfic #nicolas sturniolo

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formulapai · 5 months

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WTF = WHAT THE FLOWER ? PT3

some headcanons with various drivers 🧡

scenario: how some drivers would react to you hurting yourself at work

warning: blood, injuries, mentions of hospital

pai’s words: I once slipped in the middle of the shop and it was absolutely mortifying as the customers were just.. staring at me…

also, all of these are based on my experience or close one’s experiences

GEORGE🍊

WILL make a fuss about it

already acts like you’re dying whenever you get a scratch so now that you’re with a broken knee ? oh dear

you get crutches ? no you don’t, he’ll pick you up and carry you wherever you want

takes you to your rehabilitation session when you’re allowed to start it

stays at the shop the first few days after you’re allowed to get back because he’s afraid you’ll hurt yourself again

will inevitably become even more protective over you

LEWIS🍊

so sweet

won’t let you move out of the couch when you come back with an injured feet

will call his physio to ask him to come and see you

will help you get back to your active life and take you to gym with him so you can slowly being physical therapy

cooks you healthy food and makes sure you get all the sleep and vitamins you need

gets the kids to visit so they can cheer you up

ALEX🍊

when you come home with a bandaged hand, he’ll make jokes about it until he realizes it’s serious

will scold you while he helps you clean the wound in the bathroom

convinces you to go to the ER because he thinks it’s too deep

holds your other hand and tells you stories about his friends when you’re getting stitches

will make sure to kiss your new bandage after he’s helped you with it

teases you about how clumsy you are

LOGAN🍊

freaks out big time

he’s watching a football game with Dalton when he hears you stumbling through the door

gets up immediately when he sees blood seeping though your pants

you’ve managed to cut yourself in the thigh when you dropped a glass vase, a big piece ripping your jeans and your skin

is ready to call an ambulance until both you and Dalton calms him down

accompanies you in the shower as you wash yourself and your wound, helping you as best as he can

bandages your leg while Dalton drive towards your favorite restaurant to bring takeouts home

PIERRE🍊

is steaming when you come into the room while crying, holding your head

you slipped and hit your head on the corner of a table, inevitably creating an open wound

he panics at first but manages to get his priorities straight fast

ends the live with no explanation and rushes you to the ER in case you need a scan or stitches

when you’re back home with a bandage and some painkillers, he tucks you in bed and fusses about you

will later post something on his insta story to calm everyone who saw the live and saw your state

ESTEBAN🍊

actually at the shop when it happens

you’re ecstatic to see him so you rush to him, running straight through the transparent door in the process

laughs with your colleagues until he notices you’re not getting up or laughing

calls an ambulance as you’re unconscious and bleeding from your nose

calls your parents while he waits for the scan you have to do, telling them you no doubts has a concussion and probably a broken nose

promises them he’s taking good care of you

will become a mother hen when you’re back home and won’t let you do anything alone

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barcalover86 · 10 months

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Why?-Pablo Gavi

Summary: Pablo broke up with you, but he regrets it

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You were dating Gavi for 7 months and the time spend together was the best one in your life.

Your love was so strong, and people around you were really proud that Gavi had found a girl like you.

You were going to his matches to support him, and he would be by your side when you needed him. Your relationship was something that everyone wished for.

The day when he came to you after a match just to tell you that he doesn't feel anything towards you in a romantic way caught you off guard.

Just the morning before, you two were kissing while cuddling each other, and the reason he told you was definitely a lie. You asked him since when he doesn't love you anymore, he just saying that he doesn't know exactly but it has been some time.

You started to panick. You weren't mad at him, nor were you screaming in anger, but you were really shocked and were about to cry.

You couldn't blame him for not loving you anymore. For you, he was out of your league even if he all the time used to tell you that you were the right person for him. Well, it seems like it isn't like that, at least not anymore.

Your relationship wasn't exactly publicly announced, but people knew that you were somehow seeing each other or just hooking up.

You were getting a lot of hate because you were just a stupid girl that was used by Gavi to pleasure himself. That's what people thought, but it wasn't at all true.

He loved you, and he admitted himself. He fell for you harder than he could for someone else. He couldn't live without you on his side, and when he went to the changing room after he confessed to you, he cried harder than he did all his life.

He cried like he couldn't breath and like his world just ended. Like he just ended his world.

His football friends were by his side. Nothing worked.

"I don't know why you broke up with her"

"I already told you, I feel like I don't love her anymore, but fuck cuz I still do and I don't know. I've never been in love, and I'm so scared that I got so attached to her, and if she leaves, how to live without her? It's better that it ended now."

"You really think that?" asked Lewa

"Joder, no" he said while bursing into crying.

After Gavi got home, he went to Barca' insta account and saw a video that they posted on their story while they were in the changing room "celebrating".

He could clearly see his crying face like anybody else that was looking at it.

People were around him, calming him down while his hands were on his face.

His sobs were heard over the music that was playing behind.

"Mierda" he thought.

He went to tik tok just to see your haters saying that you were the reason for his heartbreak and that after you two fcked you just blocked him and used him.

They were really angry, and Gavi felt even sadder so he wrote something and posted it on his story.

"I am really disappointed that some of you want to find drama all the time and accuse people that you don't even know. You know who I am talking about. I appreciate your concern about me, but if you post things about it, don't you dare think that it helps me. Stop hating people that you've never met! It is our life and not yours. Mind your own business! Gracias a todos!"

He posted it and then went to sleep just so your face appeared on his mind. What has he done?

You, on the other side were just staying in your bed thinking about what you could have done for him to not love you anymore. Again, people started to accuse you of breaking his heart when he was the one who broke yours. You missed him so bad that you went to his insta to see a picture of him. You saw that he put something on his story and opened it.

He for sure saw the hate coming again after you.

You were now thinking if you should call him because you deserve to know the real reason he end things between you two, but at the same time you were scared that he doesn't want to hear about you anymore, that being the reason why he posted his story, to not even see things about you on tik tok. You deep down knew it was a lie, but something inside you told you to just call him. If he will answer, good. If not, as well good.

It was really late at night and Gavi didn't pick up the phone. That's it, you thought. It's clear that he doesn't want to hear about you.

The reason why he didn't pick up the phone was that he put it on silent to that he could sleep. Tomorrow morning he had training.

The next day, when he saw that last night you called him, he started to panick and question himself if he should call you back. He knew now that you were mad at him for not answering.

He decided to do it, and when he heard something he was happy that you answered that quickly but the thing is that you blocked him, not being able to contact you.

He was so hurt, and he himself got into this, still not understanding for sure why he broke up with you. He clearly loves you and maybe being attached to someone isn't that bad, but now it was only too late.

He went to training with tired eyes. He couldn't concentrate at all, and people started to tell him to try to get over it, but even themselves knew how much he loves you and true love isn't fading in just a couple of weeks.

Days have passed, and all he could think about was still you. He hadn't heard anything from you, even if sometimes he would ask for his friends' phones so that he could see your insta page.

You didn't post much, but that little was enough for Gavi to know that you were at least healthy. He tried to talk to your friends but they only replied him that what he did was wrong and that he has to talk to you face to face and not towards messages, but that was way too complicated while being a football player and having to switch cities and countries every week.

He was on his urge to give up and let you refind your life, until one day he saw you at one of his games. His eyes sparked at the sight of you and smiled knowing that you came for him.

After the match was over, he rushed towards you.

"Y/n-"

You rolled your eyes and went away.

"No, no, please stop. I tried to reach for you to tell you the reason I broke up with you because now I so regret it but I couldn't find a way to find you please listen"

"I already gave you a chance, Gavira. I even called you the night after. Why didn't you pick up? Were you hooking up with some other girl?"

"Wha-no! My phone was on silent, and I'm sorry. I called you back the moment I saw but you decided to block me.."

"Good for me"

"C'mon, we both know that you miss me as well. Just let me explain"

"Yo, hermano, I don't miss you anymore. I'm over it, and I'm proud because of it"

"What-?"

"Yes, you heard that right. Now leave me alone"

"No, I won't. The reason I broke up with you was that I was so falling in love with you that it scared me. I got really attached and I was afraid that someday you would leave me and I would have been destroyed. That's why I decided to leave first , but the moment I didn't see your eyes anymore, I just broke down into tears. I know that's not a good reason and I should have been there for you because you got so much hate because of me and my stupid private relationship kind of thing and I want to try it again with you. I know that you are truly my soulmate and that no one can ever take my heart like you did. Maybe you don't love me anymore, but I will try to make you fall for me again if you let me.."

"That clearly won't happen Pablo"

He sighed. He was proud of himself , and he finally told his feelings but so disappointed that he lost you forever now.

"I'm sorry again, y/n." He said while turning his back at you.

"That won't happen because I still love you" you shouted after him.

He remained frozen.

"What?" he replied with a smile full of hope on his face.

"Yes, I still love you and miss you..miss us"

He smiled even more and went to hug you.

"So you are attached to me, huh, Gavira?"

He chuckled.

"How could I not be?"

🩶🩶🩶

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f10werfae · 2 years

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Doctor, Doctor

pairing: Husband!Henry x Doctor!Reader

summary: Fans retell their favourite moments from Henry and Dr. Y/n's wedding movie

- Requests are open!

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@/supermansdogg: Bro are we really going to ignore Y/n's magazine cover where she’s in her customised pink scrubs 😭😭 She’s so beautiful. No wonder she won most inspiring woman of the year

@/lizardburns: IS ANYONE ELSE FREAKING OUT, Y/NS WEDDING DRESS IS SO FUCKING PRETTY OMG, HENRY IS ONE LUCKY MAN

> @/heartlesspaine: Apparently the photographer had to put his camera away a few times because Henry got a bit “too handsy” WHATEVER THAT MEANS 🫣🫣

@/Trishathelion: Okay but I love how their wedding was tangled theme, the flowers in her hair and the veil with the imprint of a golden sun 😭 ps: heard Y/n and Henry discussing babies but ya didn’t hear it from me

> @/marvelsmarvel: WHERE DID YOU HEAR IT THOUGH?!

>> @/evanscavill: HENRY SAID IT IN AN INTERVIEW AFTER THE WEDDING LOLOL, YOU CAN FIND IT ON YOUTUBE

@/crissywakeup: No one gonna mention how Y/n lit fell asleep on Henry’s shoulder during the reception in the wedding movie they released. Henry just get stroking her hair and kissing her forehead AND MISS GIRL WAS LITERALLY SMILING IN HER SLEEP. The highway seems nice tonight

@/Simbaawo: How about in the movie when Y/n couldn’t be bothered to get her food from the buffet so Henry went and got her a plate first before he got his own♥️♥️

> @/draculauraaa: Ok but my favourite part was when he had to kneel down and get her garter from under her skirt in front of their families, and their reaction when he pulled it off with his teeth ☠️☠️

>> @/eddiemuns: Let’s not forget the man we’re talking about here, we have heard costars of Henry say they saw poor Y/n limping about set so many times :3

@/chimmy101: When Y/n’s nephew was sitting on her lap and Henry was spoon feeding him cake, they so looked like a cute little family

> @/christ1na: Or when the little guy fell asleep on Henry’s shoulder that he didn’t move for a good 20 minutes before the mum came and got him

@/Henrysnumberuno: Henry had a piece of purple fabric in his breast pocket and I was wondering what it was??

> @/pinkpaintednail: It’s a piece of the scrubs Y/n wore when she first graduated med school, Henry and her had been dating for around a year at that point. He was so proud of her and he still is ♥️

@/donkeyswamp: Did anyone else notice one hour into the film, where Henry snuck in a packet of biscuits and him and Y/n were sneaking them into their mouths trying not to laugh. I want that. HE EVEN GAVE HER THE LAST COOKIE.

@/Rainbowpuffers: I saw Y/n a few days ago after the release of the movie and let me just say, that woman is glowing. She was out buying flowers and she looked so beautiful, Henry i’m jealous

@/HenryCavill: I’m glad you all enjoyed our wedding movie! Y/n and I are now well on our way to our honeymoon destination to do some extra loving ♥️

> @Y/nCavill: It’s ok hun, they know you mean sexy time

>> @/visionsalive: OMG SHE CHANGED HER USER TO CAVILL AND OMG THEYRE SO WINEUDJD

@/DailyNews: Trending! Henry Cavill and Y/n seen getting intimate on Hawaii beach, is it the start of a Cavill expansion?!

@/Lisatrure: I’m from Hawaii and I think I just saw Henry and Y/n on the beach, mans hands were not trying to hide his grip on her ass. Don’t even get me started on the way he was kissing all over her too😭😭

> @/fairyglowpic: I SAW THEM TOO!! HENRY HAS A NEW TATTOO ON HIS CHEST AND ITS OF Y/NS INITIALS. I AM GONNA CRY THEYRE SO CUTE AND LOVING

>> @/33userjwuje: I swear Y/n has a new tattoo too? It’s on her upper thigh and you can see it in her bikini post on insta, it says “H.C”

@/spanishmission: In the reflection of Y/n’s sunglasses on her insta post, you can literally see Henry’s face going like this 😮 when she poses with her ass facing the camera

> @/poppylong: MANS WAS CAUGHT LACKIN

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@/Twistedknots: My mum works with Dr Y/n in the hospital and apparently Henry still comes everyday to sit and eat lunch with her in their staff room. He brings her homemade stuff like pasta and even bring her an extra jacket because it gets colder on the wards at night

@/swiftie2836: When Y/n started walking down the aisle and Henry started crying 😭😭😭 Bro got me near in tears too with the way he was looking at her with so much love. HE DID NOT HESITATE TO KISS HER BEFORE HE WAS EVEN ALLOWED TOO GODDAMN

> @/zizitobe: DURING THE GAME WHERE THEY HAD TO HOLD A SHOE UP FOR THE ANSWER, AND BOTH OF THEM SAID Y/N WAS THE BOSS🫣🫣 ALSO I DID NOT KNOW HENRY WAS THE FIRST ONE TO SAY I LOVE YOU IN THEIR RELATIONSHIP. IS NO ONE ELSE CRYING AT THE FACT THAT HENRY CHOSE HER FOR THE MOST LIKELY TO LEAD THE BEDROOM

@/listennlearn: The photobooth photos from their wedding are so magical, the photo where Y/n is on his lap and he’s kissing her cheek 🥺🥺

@/butterflytruck: When Y/n's dress got too heavy for her so he literally helped to carry her skirt at the back for her, and he let her sit on his lap for the reception too so he could kiss her shoulders. Plus the way in the after scenes where we took such gentle care taking out each of her hair pins, WHICH THERE WERE HUNDREDS BY THE WAY

>> @/lisbonprincessa: well we all know what happened afterwards cus I could clearly see Henry’s paws venturing under her silk robe a bit TOO OFTEN

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babydollmarauders · 1 year

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BABE — JACK HUGHES

jack hughes x fem!reader

pt 2

summary: in which y/n’s biggest fear comes true, and she tries to work past it but inevitably can’t.

notes: this is all angst. if you’re wanting a redeeming and loving Jack then you will not find him in this, but i do have other fics like that.

warnings: cheating, arguments

useless notes: another Taylor Swift inspired fic. are we surprised? probably not. should i be working on the next part of the Midnights Fic List? maybe. but instead i just spent three hours writing whatever this is

i stare at my phone screen, no longer able to make out the photo but that doesn’t matter because it’s seared into my brain now. i close my eyes, letting tears roll down my cheeks, but all i can see is that photo. Jack, his hands on another girls waist and her lips on his neck.

i feared this day would come, i just hoped it never would. and i can’t help but put some blame on myself. was i not good enough? should i have come with him on the roadie? i know he’s said before that i shouldn’t feel pressured to go, but i know so many other WAGS do. maybe if i had taken the time off from work to come then this wouldn’t have happened. but i didn’t do that. and now here i sit, at home in our apartment, while he’s in Texas, probably peacefully sleeping by now, next to another girl.

when i had first opened up to Jack about my insecurities and my fears, about my past with men who previously cheated on me and strung me along because i was so forgiving, he had promised me this would never happen. told me i was the only one he ever wanted and that if he ever felt like he wanted to be with someone else, he would have the decency to break up with me first and not string me along. but here we are.

this photo wasn’t what i was expecting to see when i decided to open twitter. i was expecting lots of celebratory tweets after the Devils win against the Stars, but then this picture was the first thing that popped up on my timeline. the user speculating that Jack and i broke up. we didn’t.

i finally open my eyes again, my vision clearer now that the tears have spilled over, i run my thumb over the screen, scrolling through my feed.

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@HUGHESLVR86: i see everyone on here sharing the photo from that girls insta story and speculating that Jack and y/n broke up but… have y’all thought about the possibility that maybe they didn’t? i know we all want to believe that Jack would never cheat but maybe we don’t know him.

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@HUGHESISKARMA: guys, both y/n AND jack still have their pics together up on insta. leading me to believe that maybe they’re still together. in which case i feel for her right now. stop spreading that photo.

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my scrolling is stopped by an incoming text from Jack’s brother.

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FROM: Huggy 🧸

y/n, i’m sorry. i don’t know what he was thinking, if he was even thinking at all. please call me if you need someone to talk to. i’m here for you. even after you guys break up, you’ll still be my little sister.

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Quinn’s sweet text only brings me more tears. not from his kind words, but from the fact that he thinks we’ll break up. because i know myself, and i know that if Jack comes home tomorrow apologizing and promising to never do it again, i won’t be able to get the courage to leave him. and i wonder what everyone will think of me. this isn’t like in the past. he’s in the limelight, everyone will know.

i fall asleep on the couch, crying and hoping that when i wake up, this will all have been a dream.

i wake up to the sound of the front door shutting and a heavy thud hitting the floor. and for a second, i’m excited to see my boyfriend. but then i remember why i’m on the couch. why my eyes are sore. it wasn’t just another night of falling asleep watching netflix. he cheated on me.

Jack’s footsteps halt at the living room entrance, and i look up to see him watching me. and when he sees my red puffy eyes and tear stains on my face, i know he knows that i know. his eyes are full of regret, that much i can see. he slowly makes his way over to the couch, gauging my reaction, and sits down on the other side, away from me. more tears build up in my eyes and i let them slowly roll down my cheeks, washing away the old tear tracks and leaving new ones in their place.

“you promised.” my voice is barely above a whisper, but it still cracks.

“i know. i’m so sorry, baby. i am. i don’t know why i did it. i was drunk and she came up to me and i just— there’s no excuse.” he shakes his head before placing it in his hands, his elbows resting against his knees. “i’m so sorry, baby. i didn’t mean for it to happen. and it won’t happen again. i swear. it was a mistake, and i- i- i swear on my life. it won’t happen again.”

i manage a weak nod. proving myself right from last night. i can’t leave. what is wrong with me? why can’t i leave? why can’t i just accept that he did it once and he’ll more than likely do it again, so i should get out of the relationship before he breaks me even more?

“okay.” i whisper. “i believe you.”

he looks up at me with bloodshot eyes and a hopeful face.

“you’re not leaving?” he asks.

“no. i’m not leaving, Jack.” i tell him. “i love you. and if you tell me it was a mistake and it won’t happen again, then i believe you.”

he moves to the cushion beside me, taking my face in his hands and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

“i promise. i swear it. it won’t happen again.”

“okay.”

as i predicted, everyone knows. it’s been three weeks since Jack came home and confessed, and last night he took me on a date. i posted some pictures from last night on insta, and the comments have been all about what happened three weeks ago.

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@user1: oh, she’s still with him??

@jackhughes: I love you babygirl

@y/noninsta: i love you to the moon & to saturn

@trevorzegras: cringe 🤮

@y/noninsta: your face is cringe

@user2: idk how she can stay with him after that photo

@user3: fr! i would’ve been out of there so quick

@_quinnhughes: that second pic was a jump scare. you put his ugly mug on here but not your pretty face sis?

@y/noninsta: this is why you’re my favorite hughes brother

@lhughes_06: @y/noninsta what am i?! chopped liver?! i at least deserve to be ranked higher than Jack

@_quinnhughes: @lhughes_06 bro wtf

@user4: wow, kinda just lost a little respect for her ngl

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my eyes well with tears and i take a loaded breath. my heart burns, and when i close my eyes, it’s the same way it’s been the past three weeks. all i can see is that stupid picture. i thought i could do this, but it hurts differently than in the past. in the past, i was able to move past it until it happened again, but this time, my heart hasn’t stopped hurting. every time i look at him, my heart breaks all over again remembering that he was with another girl.

i set my phone down on the couch beside me, and stare at the wall. i know what i have to do, but i don’t know if i can.

“hey babe, i’m heading out with the guys.” Jack walks into the living room, slipping his jacket on. but when he sees me, he freezes. “hey, what’s wrong?”

“i can’t do this.” my voice cracks, and now that i’ve finally said it, i feel a weight lifted off my chest.

“what?” Jack comes to stand in front of me. “c’mon don’t say that.”

“no. Jack, i really- i really can’t do this.” i tell him.

“i thought we worked past this? i thought you said it was okay. i told you, it was a mistake.” he crouches down in front of me to look at my face, and the walls i’ve built to hold myself up finally come crashing down. i look at his face and all i can think of is that picture.

“i know but, ever since you admitted it, i keep picturing her lips on your neck. i can’t unsee it, Jack.” i stand on shaky legs and he rises in tandem. “i hate that because of you, i can’t love you. not like i used to. because if we keep doing this— this thing, then i’m just gonna continue to worry even more than before. every time you leave, i’m gonna wonder if you’re out there sleeping with another girl. again.”

“that’s not fair.” he shakes his head.

“you’re right. it’s not.” i admit. “which is why i need to leave, Jack. i really hope you can understand that. it’s not fair on me. to constantly have to wonder who you’re with. or what you’re doing. and i can’t take that. i can’t trust you anymore, Jack.”

“so you can come on roadies with me until you trust me again.” he suggests, and the thought just makes me even more upset.

“i can’t just drop everything to go on the road with you multiple times a month! i have a job, Jack.” i tell him.

“so quit your job. i make plenty to take care of us.”

“you want me to quit the job, that i’ve worked so hard to get, so i can come on the road and babysit you to make sure you don’t cheat on me again?” i ask. “which will provide me with nothing to fall back on when you do inevitably do something again, and i actually decide to leave.”

“but i’m not gonna do anything!” he defends.

“yeah, that’s what you’ve been telling me for the last two years and look how that turned out.”

“yeah, and i didn’t do anything for two years! you can’t cut me some slack?” he argues and i put my hands together in a slow clap.

“you’re right, Jack. you waited two years to cheat on me. do you want a medal? a trophy?” i say. “yes, you didn’t do it for two years, but you still did it eventually. after you promised me you never would. you broke your promise.”

“so you’re just gonna throw this all away over a mistake?” he asks.

“i’m not the one who’s throwing this away. you did when you decided to get with another girl. in public. i’m just making sure i don’t get hurt again.” i tell him. i make my way to our bedroom, Jack following behind me.

“y/n, i’m sorry. okay? i’m sorry! i made a mistake. i told you it won’t happen again.” i ignore him, pulling my suitcase from under our bed and start randomly throwing clothes and an assortment of my things inside of it. “babe, let’s talk about this. c’mon. yes, okay, i slept with another girl. yes, i was caught. but if you didn’t know, wouldn’t that have been worse?”

his words make me freeze, and a sinking feeling settles in my gut. i turn to him.

“caught? Jack, is this the first time you’ve cheated on me?” he avoids eye contact and i swallow a lump in my throat. “Jack. tell me.”

“no.” it feels like my heart has shattered in my chest. the fragments getting caught in my lungs as i struggle to breathe. when i finally let out a shaky breath, it turns into a sob and i collapse to my knees in front of our bed.

this entire time he’s had me fooled. playing the role of doting boyfriend. when instead he was going behind my back. i don’t even know how many times, but it proves he was lying when he said it was a mistake.

i feel Jack’s hands settle on my back, trying to rub it and soothe me but i push them off and collect myself. i continue rushing around the room, packing my bag faster than before. zipping it up, i pull it off the bed and walk out of the room again, Jack trailing behind me once more.

“i’m sorry. i’m so sorry.” he tells me, when i stop at the front door, slipping my shoes on. i grab my keys from the dish by the door and unclip the house key, setting it on the table.

“yeah, i am too.” i tell him, opening the door. “bye, Jack.”

i step out, shutting the door behind me, my tears blurring my vision as i head out of the apartment complex and to my car. i’m able to place my suitcase in my trunk and slip into the drivers seat before i breakdown again.

i don’t even know where to go. Jack was the only person i had here.

i pull out my phone, typing up a text to my boss and telling her there’s been an emergency and i’ll be using my built up two months of paid time off, before scrolling in my contacts and typing on the name of the only person i can think of right now. i put the phone up to my ear, listening to it ring for a few minutes before they pick up.

“hello?”

“Quinn.” i don’t manage to get another word out before i let out another sob.

“i’m booking you a plane ticket right now. it’s okay, y/n/n. it’ll be okay.”

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