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intheticklecloset · 3 years

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Oreos and Lemonade (My Hero Academia)

Primary Universe

Summary: Sero introduces Mina to a new card game to help cure his boredom, but things get interesting when she raises the stakes.

A/N: Mina strikes again! Lee Sero is not one I write a lot of, but he sure is a cutie. I decided since she'd gotten the other Bakusquad boys it was only fair that Sero get his turn. Enjoy!

Word Count: 2,034

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Sero hadn’t moved in almost an hour.

Mina stopped short when she passed through the living room the second time, watching him lay on the floor staring up at the ceiling, eyes glazed over. She frowned. “Uh…Sero?”

“Mm?” Still no movement.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m losing my mind.”

Even more concerned now, she cautiously took a step toward him. There was no one else here; it was a Friday afternoon after school, and almost everyone from their class was out at the mall right now. Mina, Sero, and a couple of others had stayed behind to study or just relax, but she had no idea what the tape hero was getting out of lying on the floor like this.

“Can I help?” Mina asked.

“I’m so bored!” Sero finally turned to look at her. “I was so wiped out after class I couldn’t even think about the mall, but now that we’ve been back at the dorms for a couple of hours I wish I’d just gone with them. I’m going nuts not having anyone to hang out with.”

“Um, hello?” Mina waved at him. “You could have asked me to hang out with you.”

“I thought you were studying.”

“I finished that an hour ago. Why do you think I came down here to sunbathe for a while?”

Sero paused. “Oh. Well.” He sat up, looking up at her. “Want to do something?”

Mina nodded, beaming. “Of course! Want to spar?”

He gave her a withering look. “I meant something fun.”

“Hmm…Mario Kart?”

“Nah, we play that all the time. What about a card game?”

“For two people?”

“They make those!”

“Where?”

“In America.” Sero smiled, getting to his feet. “I’ve got one. It’s actually designed for just two people. Want to try it?”

Mina was always down for trying something new. “Yeah! Let’s do it.”

A short while later, Sero and Mina were in his room, and he was explaining the rules of the game – Blink – to her.

“There are two stacks between us. You need to match up either the color, shape, or number of items on a card in your hand to a card on one of the stacks. When you do, you draw another card and keep going. Whoever gets rid of all their cards first wins.”

“Why’s it called Blink?” she asked, picking up her half of the deck to shuffle and draw three cards from.

“Because it’s really fast-paced. Most games only last a minute or two at most. It takes more time to gather, shuffle, and deal the cards than to play the game.”

“That sounds kind of redundant.” Mina shrugged. “I’m not knocking it, I’m just saying.”

“It’s pretty addicting, though. You’ll see.” Sero set his deck face down on the floor between them, drew his three cards, and looked at her. “Ready?”

“Yeah, only – why don’t we make it more interesting?”

“How?”

Mina grinned. “You say these games go pretty fast? What if we do a best out of ten? The winner gets to decide their prize.”

Sero squinted at her. Something felt a little…off about this. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but he had a feeling she was up to something. “Like what?”

“I don’t know,” she replied innocently. “What do you want if you win?”

Despite himself, Sero considered for a moment. “Um…Oreos and lemonade?”

“Together?”

“Why not? It’s a great combination.”

“I meant, would we share them?”

“Oh! Yeah, of course.” Sero smiled at her. “I’d be happy to introduce you to my weird food cravings.”

Mina giggled. “Okay, sounds good to me.”

“What if you win? What do you want?”

“Hmm…” The pink girl seemed to consider for a moment, but he had a suspicion she already knew her answer. “How about…I get to tickle you for three minutes?”

There it was. Sero sputtered a little. “W-What? Hold on – no! Why?”

“Why not? It would be fun.”

“For you!”

“Come on, please?” Mina begged, batting her eyes at him. “I made it a goal to tickle each of you boys individually and you’re the last one left! This way it wouldn’t be a surprise attack, and it wouldn’t be ‘cheating,’ like I evidently did with the other three.”

“What if I win?”

“Then we have Oreos and lemonade, since that’s what you want.”

Sero’s heart was pounding. The stakes had gotten a lot higher. “I mean…what if I win and you can’t tickle me now? When will you?”

Mina smirked. “I’ll find time. So, do you accept?”

Sero thought about it for a minute. He did have the advantage of having played this game before, and he considered himself pretty good at it. Plus, tickling wasn’t the worst thing in the world, and he could take it for three minutes. So…

“Yeah,” he said at last. “Let’s do it. Best of ten.”

“Great!”

“One…two…three!”

As promised, the first game was over in a flash, as were the next several games they played. Though Sero did win the first three, Mina eventually got the hang of things and started winning consistently as well, so that by the time they got to the tenth game it was Sero 5, Mina 4.

“We should have said best of eleven,” he said. “We might tie at this rate.”

“You never know! Let’s go, I’m pumped up now.”

They tied. It was now 5-5.

Mina grinned at him. “Sudden death, Sero. I hope you’re ready for a good tickling!”

Sero blushed, flustered but doing his best to remain calm. “Nah. I hope you’re ready to experience the awesomeness of Oreos and lemonade combined!”

“We’ll let the cards decide.”

“Ready?”

“Ready.”

“One…two…three!”

Sero and Mina slapped their cards down onto the two decks in a frenzy, moving faster than ever before. Whereas she seemed to be fully in control of herself and her thoughts, Sero found he was a little scattered and shaky with each card she beat him to. Pull it together, he scolded himself. You’ve won this plenty of times, you can do it again—

Mina slapped down her last card and threw her hands in the air. “I win!”

Sero went on the defensive even before he realized he was doing it, dropping his final few cards and scrambling back away from her. “H-Hold on, give me a second to prepare myself!”

“You act like I’m going to murder you,” she laughed, wiggling her fingers teasingly. “It’s just tickling. You’ve been tickled by us before.”

“Y-Yeah, but…I still need a second!”

Mina gave him a smile and softened her voice. “Hey, it’s okay. I won’t torture you, I promise. I won’t even hit any death spots if you don’t want me to. I just want to tickle you and make you giggle a little. All right?”

Somehow, her soothing words made him feel leagues better. He sighed. “Yeah, all right. Sorry, it’s just…I don’t know. This tickling thing is…weird.”

“Weird how?”

“I mean…I don’t really mind it, I guess, and when it’s just you guys I’m okay. But I don’t want to be like Midoriya, getting tickled at random almost on a daily basis.”

Mina gently placed her hand on his leg. “Sero, I’m not asking you to commit to a lifelong tickling. Just a couple minutes right now. That’s it. I promise.”

Sero nodded, rubbing the back of his neck with a nervous chuckle. “Okay. Okay, sorry. I’m…I’m ready.”

With a smile, Mina scooted a little closer to him. “Is there anywhere you don’t want me to tickle you?”

Sero blushed and looked away. “No, just do it. Just get it over with. Please.”

“You got it.” With that, she scribbled her fingers across his kneecaps, smiling even wider when he instantly started giggling. “Aw, you got ticklish knees like Kaminari?”

“Nohohohohot that bahahahahad,” he admitted, gradually lying down on his back. “But it s-stihihihihihill tickles.”

She moved a little further up, gently tracing the tops of his thighs, enjoying the way he twitched in response. A little further up brought her to his hips, then his sides and ribs, and finally his underarms. It was at this point – about a minute in – that she straddled him. “There we go. Nice and gentle, see? Just giggles, no screaming laughter.”

Sero’s face was bright red at this point, and he instinctively tried to clamp his arms to his sides. “M-Mihihihihihina, plehehehehehease be c-cahahahahahareful.”

“Just gentle tickles, I promise,” she replied, trailing back down to his ribs. “I want to tickle your tummy. Is that okay?”

He blushed even harder, covering his face with his hands. “Dohohohohon’t call it such a sihihihihihilly name…”

“But it’s so cute! Just like you, Sero.” Mina gradually began her descent towards her intended target. “You’ve already done so well in just two minutes. I’m sure you can handle one more like a champion.”

“Ugh, f-fihihihihihine, just stohohohohohop teasing me already.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I can’t do that.” Mina grinned, finally moving down to his belly and skittering wildly. “Teasing is what I do, you see.”

“Mihihihihihihina!” he yelped, giggles escalating in an adorable way, his body finally starting to squirm for real. “Plehehehehehease, it reheheheheally tickles!”

“I know. But you can do it, Sero. It’s only another minute.”

The tape hero smiled widely, giggling and squirming on the floor beneath her touch, doing his best to let her have her fun…until she pushed his shirt up to his chest and began tickling his belly directly, with no protection whatsoever. He jerked and shot his arms down to try and pry her away. “Nohohohohoho, thahahahahat’s cheheheheheating!”

Mina sighed heavily. “It’s not cheating! Why do you all keep saying that? These are the terms you agreed to.”

“I dihihihihihhidn’t sahahahahay you cohohohohould dohohohoho that!”

“Do what? This?” She suddenly turned her fingers into claws, digging rather than scribbling, and Sero tossed his head back with a startled squeal. “You never told me I couldn’t. I even asked you first.”

“M-MihihihiHIHIHINA!! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Sero laughed, really, truly fighting her now, giggles having evolved to laughter. “No, stahahahahahahahap! Plehehehehehease, enough! No mohohohohohohohore!”

“Ten more seconds, Sero,” she teased, winking at him. “Ten…nine…”

“Dohohohohohohon’t count!”

“Eight…seven…six…”

Sero was losing his mind all over again. The tickly vibrations in his stomach were driving him crazy. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

“Five…four…three…two…”

There was a long pause. Sero cried, “ONE!! OHOHOHOHONE!! STAHAHAHAP!!”

“One and a half…” Mina teased, unable to keep her own laughter at bay. “One and a quarter…”

“MINA!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

“One!” At last she let up, giving his belly button one last poke before climbing off of him. “See? That wasn’t so bad, was it? You handled it so well!”

Sero rolled onto his side, still giggling for a moment before sitting up completely. When he did, he realized that through his kicking and squirming he’d made a total mess of their card game. “Ugh, great. Now I have to clean this up.”

“I’ll help you,” Mina said. With the two of them working together, it only took a few minutes to count all the cards to make sure they had them all, put them in neat stacks, and then store them back in the box. Finally the pink-haired girl asked quietly, “You okay?”

“Hmm?” Sero looked at her, confused. “Yeah, why?”

“You got kind of quiet, that’s all. You’re not upset with me, are you?”

“What? No!” He pulled her in for a quick side-hug. “No, we’re good. Like I said, tickling is just kind of…weird for me. But I didn’t hate it or anything. It’s all right. Even if you are a little cheater.”

“I am not a cheater!” she laughed, pushing him away playfully. “I asked you beforehand if there was anywhere you didn’t want me to tickle you. You had your chance!”

“It’s not where you tickled me, it’s how you did it,” he shot back, smirking.

“Well, I’m sorry your tummy was just too cute to resist.” She poked it once, then nudged him. “Come on. Let’s go have your Oreos and lemonade now.”

He looked at her, confused. “But I lost.”

“Did you?” Mina beamed as she got to her feet, then offered a hand to help him up. “I think we’re both winners today, Sero.”

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v-hope · 4 years

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Enamoured

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Army!Reader

Genre: Fluff, slight angst if you squint your eyes

Word Count: 5.4k

Summary: After having drunkenly tweeted your love for ‘your boyfriend who’s not really your boyfriend’ while he was out of the country with his members, he decides he’s doing things right and is finally taking you out on that ‘first date’ he owed you.

A/N: This can be read as a stand-alone one shot or as part 21 of my social media au “Hobi’s Girl” (how did I even make it this far omg). I hope you like it and let me know your thoughts 💕 Also, since I’ve noticed some of you are a little paranoid over when the angst is coming, I’ll just do your hearts a favour and say to just enjoy this part, nothing bad is coming from it jsñsks

You hadn’t really noticed how much you had missed Hoseok the past week until you were finally once again to his side, after having entered his car mumbling a timid ‘hello’ and seeing him there wearing a white button-down that had your eyes unconsciously fixing on his uncovered arms as his sleeves remained rolled up, before they went up to meet his eyes and smiling lips. Yes, you had definitely missed him one hell of a lot.

And it really did take everything in you not to grab him by his collar and pull him towards you to trap his incredibly tempting lips in yours right there.

“Where are we going?” you wondered as you turned slightly around, looking for the seatbelt in hopes of shaking off your previous thoughts — feeling him start the engine once you had securely buckled it up.

“You’ll see once we get there” he kept it vague, grabbing your hand to plant a small kiss on its back.

Pouting, and knowing well enough you would not get it out of him no matter how hard you pushed it, you stared out the window as you could only hope for your outfit to be appropriate enough for whatever it was he had planned — a light pastel pink sweater tucked inside a loose black skirt being the best you could do after Hoseok had not given in to your curiosity, no matter how many times you had texted him asking for a clue about your date. At least you had the weather on your side; only a few clouds covering the sky as the rather warm evening had just begun.

The second you felt him gently squeeze the hand of yours he had grabbed minutes ago and your eyes travelled from the window to his face, meeting his loving chocolate eyes before he focused them back on the road, you couldn’t help but wonder what had you possibly done right in your life to find yourself being right next to him in that very moment.

Not being able to hide both his smile and the way your piercing stare on him was making him feel, Hoseok decided to speak up after a couple of minutes, letting you know you were about to arrive, and, just like that, successfully having you look out the window again instead as you tried to find out where you were going to.

After that, it didn’t take long for the two of you to reach what you easily recognized as the Han River, feeling your heart speed up the second he did indeed park his car as close to it as he could, allowing you to get the perfect view of a dock filled with different kinds of boats and a couple of people enjoying their evening.

At the sight of your body tensing up, Hoseok couldn’t help but let out a small laugh under his breath.

“Why are you so nervous?” he wondered, reaching to unbuckle his seatbelt and then doing the same with yours.

“I’m not” you stated immediately, yet your breathy voice betrayed you just as fast, having him cock one of his eyebrows. “I just… is it safe to go out in the daylight?”

“What are we, vampires?” Hoseok teased you, earning a glare from you as you cynically laughed along.

“You know what I mean, you smartass”.

He chuckled one more time. “Yeah, it’s okay” he reassured you.

Not really explaining any further, he leaned over to the glove compartment — taking out something you recognized as masks and leaving them on your lap as he then proceeded to unfold two black bucket hats.

“Borrowed these from Jeongguk” he let you know as he put one of them on your head. “But don’t tell him”.

A giggle escaped your mouth at his last comment. “Don’t worry, I won’t” you laughed; having to tilt your head up to look at him, as the black fabric managed to cover your eyes completely.

“Can you wear this for me?” he held up the mask he had just grabbed for you to see. “It won’t be for too long”.

With a nod of your head, you let him know it was okay for him to adjust the item that was soon covering half of your face.

“You sure we’re not vampires trying not to get burned by the sun now?” you teasingly questioned with muffled voice after his face had been almost completely covered as well — not really getting to see the way he had rolled his eyes at your words, yet just knowing he had done so.

“Let’s go, cutie vamp of mine”.

Smiling rather amusedly at his new nickname for you, you didn’t wait for him to open the door for you; instead getting off the car yourself and meeting him right outside as he reached your side.

“Shall we go?” he asked, offering one of his hands for you to hold as he locked his car with the other one, later shoving the keys into his pocket.

“Mhm...” you accepted his hand.

Wasting no time in interlocking your fingers, you turned around to make your way alongside the river, only to have his hand pull you back towards him as you were apparently going the wrong way.

“Where are you going?” Hoseok questioned with knitted eyebrows.

“Aren’t we going for a walk?” you mirrored his confused expression.

“You really think I brought you to the Han River to walk?”

“Yeah?”

Laughing at how cute he thought you were, he moved closer to you. “So like, to the Han River… for a walk” he remarked. “Walking. Next to a river”.

“Yah!” you called him out, letting go of his hand in annoyance only to have him grab it right back. “I got that we’re at a river, no need to repeat it so much”.

Another chuckle escaped his mouth, pulling you briefly inside his arms as he planted a kiss on the crown of your head. “You’re so cute”.

Feeling the heat reach your cheeks and not really knowing what to reply to that, you had no choice but to walk beside him as his hand pulled you with him towards the water instead.

“What are we doing then?” you asked in a pout as you cutely swung your hands together.

“You see that yacht over there?” he asked you, pointing his finger towards a rather big white yacht alongside the dock, one you were sure you had seen in a couple of Seoul tourism ads before.

“Yeah” you answered mindlessly, “so wh—”

That’s when it hit you, almost choking on air when you looked up to him and could somehow see the way he was grinning behind his mask.

“You didn’t”.

“Considering we have it all to ourselves for the next couple of hours, I’d say I did” he smirked, not giving you time to form a proper sentence before he threw his arm over your shoulders to guide you towards the boat with him. “Well, all to ourselves plus the captain, of course. I have no idea how to ride one of those”.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his confession, not saying another word as you followed him towards an old man you later recognized as the captain once Hoseok went up to greet him; giving off the impression of them already knowing each other given how friendly they seemed right there while you silently stood by their side — even more when Hobi placed his hand on your upper arm to pull you closer to him and introduced you as his girlfriend.

Trying your best not to let any of them know the effect said word had had on you, you focused instead on listening to the instructions the captain was giving you two regarding the yacht before he let you in.

And if you thought you were about to choke on air when you found out Hobi had deadass rented a yacht for your first date to take place on, when you entered its saloon you could’ve easily passed out at the mere impression. Not only were the interior designs so bright yet modest that made it hard for you to stop staring everywhere, but there was also a nicely set up table with two steel cloches covering what you supposed was your food, and two glasses as a bottle of wine rested in the middle.

Being way too immersed in your surroundings, you missed the moment Hoseok took off both the bucket hat and the mask, and threw them over the beige sofa right behind you; only realising of it when you had him a few inches away as he proceeded to do the same with the ones you were wearing — his small smile growing bigger at the sight of your beautiful face no longer being covered up.

“I really wanted it to be just the two of us, so I made sure the staff got your favourite food cooked right before we arrived...” he explained as he softly ran his fingers through your hair, trying to brush the few messy strands the hat had left. “I also asked them for that dessert I know you like, but I’m bringing that later. I hope you like it...”

“Like it?” you emphasized, opening your eyes wider in amazement as they travelled around the room, “Hobi, I’m—”

Speechless. You were speechless. To the point you couldn’t even bring yourself to tell him so. Not like you actually needed to, for one look at your open yet silent mouth was all he needed to understand — tenderly taking your hand in his to pull you even closer, enough for your chest to press against his.

“You really didn’t have to go through so much trouble for me” you managed to finally speak, as he loosely wrapped his arms around your figure and you instinctively rested your hands on his chest.

“It wasn’t trouble at all” he shook his head as his fingers softly caressed your back. “We deserve this, don’t you think? Actually being alone without having to worry about someone seeing us for once...”

“Yes, but…” you pouted, unconsciously moving your hands up to the back of his head, right as he tilted it slightly in order for you to go on. “How am I ever supposed to do something this amazing for you?”

The way he managed to laugh in such low tone sent shivers running down your spine — feeling your eyes close in anticipation when he leaned in just enough for his lips to brush on yours.

“You can always just kiss me, you know?”

Letting yourself go for a second, and right as his lips were about to trap your lower one in them, however, you hissed, pulling slightly away and placing your hands back on his chest for him not to move any closer.

“What is it?” he asked with furrowed eyebrows and pouty lips.

You bit down on your lower lip, in hopes for your semblance to remain serious as you said: “I just remembered I have this very, very strict ‘no kissing on the first date’ rule”.

Letting out a snort that was followed with a roll of eyes, he grabbed both your wrists before he pulled them over his shoulders so you would wrap your arms around his neck the way he wanted to. “Come here, you tease”.

You didn’t have time to properly laugh when his lips were already on yours, leaving you breathless when his hands rested on the curve of your back to press your chest tighter against his — his mouth faintly opening, only to deepen the kiss as he closed his lips again to trap your lower one in them.

Smiling at the sweet taste of his lips you had missed so much for the past week, you couldn’t help but tighten your arms as well around his neck, causing a cute chuckle to escape his mouth.

“God, I missed you” he whispered breathily, planting another kiss to your lips.

“I missed you, too” you replied, smiling in content when his mouth abandoned yours to press against your cheek.

Moving his hands down to rest on your hips, he went back to your eye level. “We should probably eat now before the food gets cold”.

A small hum coming from your slightly curved up lips was all he needed to walk you hand in hand over the table, holding one of the chairs for you to sit on before he went over the other side so he could do the same.

It was kind of impressive to you, how you had always felt somewhat awkward, insecure even, when it came to ‘fancy’ dates like this; yet with Hobi it didn’t feel like such at all — if anything, you felt comfortable as ever being there with no one else but him as the two of you ate, drank, and chatted the evening away.

Everything just felt right with him, and you loved not having to think too much, if not at all, of what to say when you were around him. Everything felt natural, familiar — from the way you would feed each other some of your food, to the way you could so easily act like a complete dumbass or diss one another as you laughed ever so carelessly.

And so, in between laughs, stories you had never told each other before, and sweets nothing being exchanged, you didn’t even notice nearly two hours had passed by. Only minding about the time when Hoseok gave his watch a quick glance before he stared at you with an inviting smile.

“You wanna go out before the sun sets?”

The way his eyebrows had moved up and down in a goofy way had you laughing as you grabbed his wrist and pulled it towards you to check the hour as well.

“You sure it hasn’t set already?” you wondered, not being able to hide your surprise at the hour you were seeing right then.

“Let’s hope not” he smiled.

You didn’t have to think about it, standing up right after him and following his steps over to the deck — both your faces lighting up at the sight of the sun having not completely settled yet, causing the sky to almost look like a painting as orange and pink tones took over it. The best part being that you were far enough from the shore for anyone to even realise there were two people standing on the yacht’s deck.

Unconsciously speeding up at the sight, you rushed towards the bow in hopes of getting a better view; your eyes travelling around in awe for a couple of seconds before you turned around to look at Hoseok with a bright smile, only to find him with his phone’s camera facing your way — apparently managing to capture the exact moment you had turned around, given the pleased giggle that had just escaped his mouth as his eyes turned the shape of two crescent moons.

Before you could even call him out on having caught you off guard, you had him motioning towards you with his hand.

“Stay right there, stay right there” he ordered.

“Yah!” you exclaimed as you covered your face with your hands. “Don’t”.

“Aw, come onnnn” he dragged on the last letter. “I barely have like two pictures of you and you look so beautiful right now with the sun setting behind you” his lower lip stuck out, forming a cute pout you couldn’t resist.

“Oh? So I don’t always look beautiful?” you couldn’t help but taunt him with a raised eyebrow and a playful smile.

Rolling his eyes at your words, he came closer to you with his phone still facing you. “You look even more beautiful than usual” he pointed out, biting his lower lip as he focusedly looked for the best angle.

And right there, as you felt your cheeks burn and turned your face to the side out of shyness, he had seemed to find it — letting out a content sigh as he examined the picture he had just taken and then shoving his phone back into his pocket, he walked over to you so he could wrap you securely inside his arms.

Not saying another word, you wrapped your arms tightly around his waist as well, letting your face rest against his chest as his chin rested on the top of your head — silently agreeing on just staying right there for a while watching as the sun went completely down and out of your sights.

“The view is so pretty” you mumbled in awe, watching the city lights starting to simultaneously turn on.

“It is…” he agreed, pulling you closer to his body when a light breeze reached your bodies, and pressing a small kiss to your temple. “I like this”.

“What?”

“Being actually outside with my girl without having to worry about someone else seeing us”.

“You never… did this with your other girlfriends?” you questioned, resting your palms on his chest so you could pull slightly away from him and look him in the eye. “Going out, I mean”.

He shrugged, taking a deep breath and then exhaling as he confessed: “I never had other girlfriends since I became an idol…”

You froze in your spot, searching for any kind of joke in his expression. “No way”.

“Is it so hard to believe?” he asked. “You’ve seen how hard it is for me to date”.

“But we’ve managed to anyway…” you reminded him. “You could’ve managed with someone else, too”.

He shrugged again. “After what happened with Jin hyung, I guess I just wasn’t willing to take the risk”.

“What happened with him?” you couldn’t help but ask, feeling your cheeks burn as his piercing stare fell on you. “Oh, no. You don’t have to… I’m being nosy, sorry I asked”.

“No, you’re not. It’s okay” he smiled sweetly. “If I’m asking you to keep us a secret, I think you should at least know the whole story”.

“The whole story?” you wondered almost inaudibly in utter confusion.

Nevertheless, you knew he had heard you when he nodded his head, taking a couple of seconds to collect his thoughts before he finally said: “You remember Kang Jisoo?”

“Of course” you said somewhat carefully, not having heard about Seokjin’s ex girlfriend in so long. “She and Jin were so cute together…”

“So you remember what happened…”

You nodded slowly. “She left him, yeah”.

“Only she didn’t” Hoseok pointed out.

“She…” your voice came out weak, for some reason feeling your chest tighten in anticipation. “She didn’t?”

Hoseok shook his head no, taking a step towards you and holding your hands in his. “That’s what the official statement let the fans know, that she had decided to attend college on another city and hence they couldn’t be together anymore, which was in part true, I guess. But BigHit... they…” he sighed uneasily. “We had just debuted, and having one of us being ‘off the market’ as they called it wasn’t helping with the promotions, especially since Jin hyung was our visual, so…”

“They… broke them up?” you mumbled, remembering what he had so vaguely said that night he went over to yours for the first time looking for comfort... right after his manager had talked to him about you.

“Yeah…” he confirmed your worries. “At first they would just make it hard for Jin hyung to make time for her, but when they still managed to make it work, BigHit started to tell him multiple times that they had to break up... they even talked to Jisoo noona so she would leave him, but when none of that happened... they didn’t really give them a choice anymore” his voice alone let you know how much the whole situation had affected him as well. “It was awful. We all were there seeing how much pain he was going through and there was nothing we could do about it…” his jaw tensed at the memory. “After that neither of us wanted to go through something like that, so... no dating”.

You felt a twinge in your chest, understanding then why he had been so reluctant about the whole dating thing before you came into the picture. “I’m so sorry things are like that for all of you…”

He shrugged, as if trying to take importance away from it. “It’s just how it is, I guess”.

“Doesn’t mean it’s okay for it to be like that” you pointed out, suddenly feelings defensive over all seven of them.

“I know...”

You sighed, staring ahead of you only to realise the darkness of the night was already taking over the city completely — staring into the the sky as you internally debated whether you should ask what you had in mind or not.

“And after all that happened with Seokjin...” you decided to go for it in the end. “You still want to be with me, for real?”

“I made it this far without having a serious relationship, but with you…” he sighed. “I really don’t know what you did to me, Y/N. Since the first moment I saw you, I felt something. And sure, it could’ve stayed just as something physical, but when we started talking it was so easy for me to fall for you. I just wanted to talk to you all the time” he shook his head, letting out a breathy laugh as he reminescenced back when you had just started texting. “And then when we were somewhat together, the mere thought of not being with you… or the thought of you with someone else…” his head tilted at the unpleasant ideas running through his mind. “No, I want to be with you. As a couple. No matter what”.

“Even if it’s too risky?” you whispered.

He bit his lower lip. “You’re worth taking the risk for” he reassured you. “Just… if anyone finds out about us…”

“BigHit will break us up” you finished his sentence rather bitterly.

“I don’t know, love. I really don’t” he pouted, not really wanting to even think of such possibility. “Things were different back then… Jin hyung and Jisoo noona were together since high school, so everyone knew about them from the beginning” he pointed out. “But we’re not public, so maybe if it was only them and the boys knowing, it would be okay” a weak, hopeful smile curved up the corners of his lips. “And the only way to know that is if they actually found out about us, and I just… I can’t risk losing you, Y/N”.

“I told you, Seok-ie. You won’t lose me” you hummed, cupping his face in your hands. “I thought being private was just about us not getting hate, but now that I know about BigHit…” a sigh escaped your lips. “I’ll make extra sure to keep it a secret, don’t worry”.

He nodded his head ever so softly, letting his forehead rest on yours. “It sucks having to ask you this, though…”

“It’s okay” you reassured him, kissing the tip of his nose before you pulled him inside your arms.

“I’m sorry I can’t be better for you…” he mumbled, burying his face in the crook of your neck as his arms wrapped around you as well. “I’m sorry I can’t make much time for you, and that we can only see each other like one or two hours sometimes during the nights… and that I’ll eventually have to go on tour...” he went on, his voice becoming breathier with each word. “And I’m sorry I—”

“Stop apologizing” you cut him off in what sounded more like a plea, peppering a couple of kisses on the nape of his neck, only to feel him relax under your touch.

“You deserve so much better though, but I’m just too selfish to—”

“Yah! Jung Hoseok” you called him out this time, making him remove his face from your body so you could cup it in your hands and look into his eyes as you spoke. “Don’t you dare say I deserve better after how hard you’ve tried for us to work out together”.

“Just trying won’t always be enough…”

“And yet that’s all I need to know you’re what’s best for me” you reassured him. “I don’t care about you being with me all the time. Sure, it would feel like heaven to be with you more often, but as long as I know that you care about me, about us… as long as you make an effort… that’s enough for me. All the rest, I don’t care about”.

“I’m still sor—”

“I don’t want you to say sorry anymore” you let him know, having him lower his head in guilt. “Hey, love. Look at me” you tried to call his attention, cupping his face a little more securely so you could make him lock eyes with you again. “You really don’t have to apologize, okay? I want to be with you. Even if I did deserve ‘better’ like you said, I wouldn’t want anyone but you” you smiled weakly at the way his face had seemed to light up because of your words. “I want you, Hoseok. No one else”.

The way you could see his eyes shine in the darkness of the night, along with the heart-shaped smile that was taking over his mouth as he ever so adoringly stared at you, were enough for your heart to skip a beat as you felt yourself become shy.

“What?” you asked in a small voice, in hopes of him to stop staring at you like you held the stars in the sky.

What you got instead, was a small, breathy laugh escaping his mouth as he moved closer to you; being his turn to cup your face and make you look him in the eye.

“I love you” he said. “I love you so, so much...” the way he repeated those words like honey made you wonder for a second there if you weren’t just dreaming of it. “But you already knew that”.

“I… I didn’t…” you stuttered, being way too stunned to form any kind of proper sentence.

“I thought my texts had been clear enough?” he teased you with a cocked eyebrow.

“I was kinda freaking out when I read them, you can’t blame me...” you sheepishly admitted.

Hoseok chuckled. “I’m saying it again then” his hands cupped your face a little tighter. “I love you, Y/N. So much, so much”.

You smiled brightly at both his confession and his mocking reference to your drunken tweet, loving the way his own shining smile mirrored yours as a small, blissful giggle escaped your mouth.

“And I love you” you confessed, too. “So much, so much” your addition earned a shy giggle from him. “But you obviously knew that”.

“I did” his smile grew wider, lovingly bumping the tip of his nose with yours as he leaned in. “But I just found out I like hearing it way more than reading it”.

Chuckling, you closed your eyes for a second as you shook your head in amusement. “I love you, Hobi” you repeated, feeling his thumbs faintly trace your lower lip, just like he had done right before kissing you for the first time.

“I love you, angel…”

Although the two of you could both say those words and listen to the other say them forever, the urge to close the space between your mouths was stronger — meeting each other mid-way as you had leaned in at the same time.

With his fingers tracing their way down to your lower back as his other hand cupped one of your cheeks, he used his thumb to draw small circles on your chin as he kept you in place to take control over the way your mouths moved together — receiving a pleasant hum from you when his tongue softly made its way into your mouth; having your fingers entangling themselves in the light brown locks at the back of his head.

“Be my girlfriend” his words came out muffled as he spoke in between kisses.

You felt your heart jump at what you couldn’t tell had been a question or more of a demand. Either way, you found yourself pulling slightly away from him so you could fix your teasing eyes on his.

“I thought I already was your girlfriend?”

“Aish” he tilted his head in disbelief, squinting his eyes as he reminded you: “Didn’t you want me to ask you officially? Make up your mind, woman”.

You tilted your head back as you let a laugh escape your throat — going back to him straight away to lightly peck his lips and nod your head as your answer.

“Say it” he demanded in a whisper as he pressed another kiss to your mouth. “I want to hear you say it”.

“Yes, Hoseok” you complied almost immediately, smiling sweetly. “I want to be your girlfriend”.

That was all it took for his now smiling lips to be back on yours and his hands on your waist to move you slightly backwards; just enough for your back to press against the yacht’s bow as he cornered you right there.

However, he was not really able to intensify the kiss the way he wanted to, for the boat decided to turn around in that exact moment, causing you to jolt up out of surprise and move away from the bow out of instinct.

“Oh!” you let out as your hand clutched to your chest, earning an amused laugh from him at your reaction. “I think we’re going back to the dock”.

Puckering up his lips in thought, Hoseok stretched his arm out to look at his watch. “We still have a good couple of minutes left…” he let you know, drawing his eyes back to you before a smirk took over his factions as he proposed: “You wanna go back inside to make out some more before we have to return?”

The way he had tugged at the fabric of your skirt to pull you closer right there, made it almost impossible for you to say anything other than yes.

“Oh well, I guess there goes my ‘no kissing’ rule” you sighed overdramatically, right as you let him take your hand in his to guide you back into the saloon with him.

“That rule died literally the first time we met” Hoseok taunted you.

“If I remember clearly, that wasn’t a date” you pointed out with daring eyes that had him laughing in a second.

“That doesn’t really help your situation, love”.

Letting your jaw fall slightly open, you let him know you had taken full offence in his words. “Okay, now I just want to stay here” you slipped your hand away from his so you could go back to your previous spot.

Another chuckle coming from your boyfriend’s mouth let you know just how much he was enjoying teasing you right then — taking it one step further by pressing his lips to your own. Ones that later traced their way down to your neck, where he focused on teasing one certain spot that had you wrapped around his finger in a heartbeat.

“You sure?” his voice came out low, knowing well enough what he was doing to you.

“Ugh, I hate you” you whined, wanting to sound annoyed yet not managing to sound any other than needy for his touch.

“You love me” he reminded you, pressing one last kiss to the crook of your neck before going back to your eye level with a beaming smile.

You crossed your arms over your chest, staring into the far city lights instead of him. “Well yeah, you love me too, so…”

Hoseok laughed wholeheartedly, grabbing one of your wrists to pull you towards him. “Why are we even arguing, just come here”.

Not feeling like wasting any more of the little time you had left before having to go back, you just gave up your offended act and let him drag you back into the room you had previously been in, not being able to properly take in your surroundings when his lips were back on yours, just like your hands around each other, and your bodies clumsily stumbled against the furniture as you made your way over to the couch.

Saying ‘I love you’ for the first time, becoming an official couple, making out like there was no tomorrow… it was fair to say, this was the most eventful first date you had ever had. And you wouldn’t have wanted it to be with anyone else.

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hubert falling in love w a prisoner from the alliance??? uwu hubie gang

UWU HUBIE GANG I AGREE

also y'all don't know how long this took me cause every time i tried to write, everyone wanted to voice chat and i'd get so distracted LMAO

succumb. | hubert

"i dont see how you have such an interest in me," you laid your head in your hand as you rested your elbows on the bar of the cell. "i’m not too interesting."

"i dont." hubert replied. "lady edelgard thinks that you know more than you're letting on. im here to get that information."

you shrug. "i don't have anything to tell, so good day."

hubert rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "i cannot leave unless i get at least one thing to bring back to lady edelgard."

"tell her that the empire can suck my-"

"enough." he was starting to get frustrated with you. "enough. you will learn soon that your loyalties should lie with us. until then, we care not for you."

as hubert turned on his heel and walked away, you felt the urge to get the last word. "i care not for the empire either!" you yelled, "kiss my ass!"

hubert only huffed and closed the door, leaving you with the other prisoners. you sat down and looked around the walls, looking for ways to escape. it seemed like forever went before you heard the door open once again.

down came hubert again, this time with edelgard. he slammed his hand on your cell door and you jumped, startling awake. you walked up to the door again to greet them.

"what's up, tweedle-dee and tweedle-dumbass?"

hubert's eyes narrowed. "what?"

"nothing, nevermind, the jokes ruined. what do you want?"

"we want to know what you know." edelgard folded her hands in front of her, "what is the alliance's next move?"

"our next move is your next move." you smiled.

edelgard was starting to get frustrated. "you've always been insufferable. even during monastery days."

you rolled your eyes. "and you've always been annoying, princess. lighten up, will you? i might tell you a little something if you ask nicely."

"okay. y/n, will please tell us what you know."

"i will."

"really-"

"on one condition."

"you're impossible!" hubert suddenly outburst, "you're a prisoner of war! lady edelgard shouldn't have to compromise with someone like you."

"listen, cutie." you threw in the name teasingly. you remembered how it had always flustered him in the past. it still did. "if she's desperate enough, she'll listen to me. im not asking for a lot. just to be treated as a little more than a prisoner."

hubert was about to reply, but edelgard beat him to it. "we'll get you a better room, but you are not allowed to leave. it will be guarded at all times."

"will i get better food than what these guys get down here?"

"sure."

"alright, well, claude is planning on attacking the impregnable fortress-"

--- --- ---

"lady edelgard, i can't allow this." hubert leaned against the stone wall, "she vaguely talked about joining our ranks."

"and what is the problem with that? she's quite capable of handling her own."

"do you see just how quickly she's betrayed the Alliance? she could do the same to us just as fast. I simply think that if you are to allow this, you need to be more cautious about it."

"hmm, you're right."

"thank you, lady edelgard-"

"that is why caspar will be her designated guard.."

a small pang went through hubert's chest. "caspar? my lady, shouldn't we choose someone a bit more, trustworthy?"

"no. i think i'd like caspar to guard her."

hubert nodded and walked stiffly down the hall, towards caspar's quarters to tell him of the arrangement.

as he walked, a gloved hand combed through his hair. during the monastery days, you were his only other friend besides edelgard. of course, you'd never be on the same level as her, but hubert still held a liking for you.

'maybe a bit more than just a liking,' dorothea would say

he'd ponder the thought before brushing it off. in the past, you were in the golden deer house. why would he fancy someone so separated from him? now, you're an enemy. a soldier of the alliance.

but you want to join the empire? no. he can't trust you.

the idea of your past friendship never being fully restored sent another pain through his chest. his heart was definitely hurting at the thought, but who was he to ever follow his heart? logically, you cannot be trusted.

--- --- ---

weeks went by and every time hubert would see you, strolling along the halls with caspar by your side, hubert's heart would fall more and more.

every time youd laugh at something the blue boy said, he'd sigh.

edelgard had taken notice, of course. hubert has tried to hide it, but she knew. she also knew that he was in denial. she knew he'd fancied her five years ago. she knew that he was crushed when you decided to side with the alliance. she knew he was hiding all of this and she'd finally had enough.

"hubert."

"yes, my lady?"

"i'm letting caspar take the day off from guarding y/n. i'd like for you to do it today."

"but- but my lady, couldn't you give it to another soldier? petra, perhaps? she'd do well in guarding her." hubert sputtered.

"i know you've still got feelings for her." she deadpanned, "and i still don't fully trust her. you will guard her."

hubert nodded and left to your room. he opened the wooden door without bothering to knock. on the bed, you looked up from your book.

"hey, hey, HEY," you sat up, "how about knock? i could've been naked."

"but you are not. lady edelgard sent me here to watch you for the day."

you rolled your eyes. "i don't need watching. i've got plenty of reasons to stay- i'm not leaving."

"oh?" hubert quirked an eyebrow, "do tell."

"well, i like the people here better. claude can have a stick up his ass sometimes. so can leonie. and lorenz. and ignatz. you get my point."

hubert stayed silent, so you continued. "plus i think that the empire's gonna win this war. i don't wanna be on the losing side."

"smart choices," he hummed in response. "but that proves that your loyalty wavers too easily."

you snorted. "my loyalty wavered because i hated the Alliance. i like it here. im staying with you."

"with me?"

"yeah," you sat on your knees in the bed as hubert stayed standing beside it. you looked up at him. his face was tinted a slight pink, making your heart flip. "i'd stay anywhere as long as you were there."

hubert knew he shouldn't. he should've kept his walls up. he shouldn't have believed your words because what if you decided that you didn't want him anymore? you'd leave the empire. you'd leave him. your loyalties weren't solid. and yet he didn't listen.

he succumbed to your precious words. he succumbed to the shine in your eyes. the promises you held. the crush 5 years ago that turned into love the second he saw you in the prison cell three weeks ago. he fell for you.

bending down, hubert lifted your chin and pressed his lips against yours. the kiss was gentle, giving you time to pull away if you wanted to. you didn't.

instead, you smiled into the kiss and wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning back and pulling him on top of you. hubert smiled too. a rare sight.

but that day, it wasn't rare. his smile was large and his eyes shined bright with adoration. that day, he was able to finally express himself in ways that not many had thought possibly.

just because he finally succumbed to you.

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Time travel is for babies

Hey funky bunch! It's me ya girl. So I got a lot feedback from people and it makes me so happy! I got another part for you all and I just want you guys to know that I love you verrry much *Regina hall voice*. This part is like 800 something words so it's a lil longer than the last. Also I'M 17 YEARS OLD. I'm not saying anything gross and nasty to 5 or writing smut about the homeboy so chilllll.

Warnings: swearing, talks of death, if there is anything else lemme know.

Part: 2

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They all laughed at me but Five just stared. “We need to talk. Alone.” He said in his mind. I smiled at him. “You can see me?” Ben said as he came closer to me. “Of course I can see you, Ben.” I say and everyone stops talking and looks at me again.

“Hey lady. That's not funny.” Diego said with a hard glare. “What does he mean? Ben?” I whisper. He looks sad and remorseful. “Y/n I'm dead.” he said he was looking at the floor. No no no no. He can't be dead. Ben is like my brother. At least in my world. This isn't my place. Ben is okay. He is at home and with the rest of the family. Tears go down my face as I sob my hair gets in my face. “No. Please. I need to breathe.” I say as I slowly steady my breathes. I stare at the rope until it designates into nothing same with the rest of the rope.

I need to go home. This is too much MY Five has got to be freaking out. I miss him. Ben is dead here and everyone is freaking insane. God I need to drink. They are all staring at me “Another power?” Luther says as he looks over to Allison. “Another?” Diego added. “Yeah we can talk about that later. But first I need a drink and I'll explain things” I said as I walk over to the bar and sit on one of the stools. I reach for a bottle and grab a cup. I pour some into the cup and swish it around for a second as the siblings whisper and point at me. I wink and wave as 5 looks over to me. He looks mad with his lips in a straight line.

“Oh jeez. Things really are weird here. Okay sooooo Five and I are together. Diego has this girlie he likes but won't tell us about her. Klaus has his little cutie Dave. God he is a sweetie. And well Luther and Allison. But Vanya has this lady I forget her name. She's kind of mean but we don't really know her so I can't really judge her. Ya know?” I say and watch their reactions to the new information. “That's a lot.” Allison says. “Not to be a dick but I don't see any version of Five being with a sweet and nice girl like you.” Klaus says as he points between the two of us. I pout as I walk over to hold Five’s hand.

He pulls away. “So back to the important stuff. What are all your powers?” he says as he makes some distance between us. I just step closer. “I can do just about anything. My power is that I can duplicate other powers that have been or are around me. Isn't that neat?” I said as smiled brightly. “So that's how you see Me?” Ben says as he gestures towards Klaus. I nodded. “So what's going on in this world? Have you met me? Like your world me? Do you have a girlfriend? Or boyfriend?” I ask Five as I poke his tummy he swats away my hands. “What's your problem cutie? Hmmmmm?” I say as I poke him a bit more. “Just stop it. I don't know you so stop touching me. We aren't friends aren't in this world we are not soulmates. I don't love you. I don't even like you. So cut it out. Allright!” He shouted at me and teleported out. Ouch.

My eyes started to burn a bit. “Well that hurt. Ha. So what's going on in this world? Need any help until he comes back to help me get home?” I say I wipe a single tear away. I pull my hair up into a bun. “Are you okay?” Allison asked. I just smiled. “Well the end times are upon us and we have to stop it.” Luther said as he stared me down. “Oh so nothing big. Five seem stressed. Did he see it? I know he can time travel and stuff. Plus the poor guy seems stressed.” I say as I fix my shirt that just so happened to be Five’s shirt. God I miss him. “Yeah he came back after not being here for years. Pops back right after the old man died. We only have a few days left.” Diego explains. “Cool I'm trying rock apocalypse in the jaw. Ya feel me?” I said as I jump around a bit and try to hype myself up. “We don't cry over stupid little boys.” I whisper and shake myself a bit. “I like her.” Klaus as he starts to jump with me. “Well I hope so. You are like my best friend. WOOOO let's do this shit!” I yell. Luther winced. “Sorry I'm trying not to cry.” I say as I cringe a bit. “Okay so we some work to do.” Diego says as he walks away.

Hey yoooo so there's part 2. Please comment or repost or message me. I'm thinking about taking requests. So if that's something I should do lemme know what you think.If you want to be added to the taglist just lemme know. Much love.

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hennessystevens-udaku · 6 years

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Best Buds V

A/N: No Erik in this flashback

The First Encounter From Classmates to Housemates/Christmas Surprise

The Head Doctor The Birth of Hoe Ass Erik/Mrs. Chiron-Stevens?

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Mr. Steal Your Best Friend

Time. (n): the measured or measurable period during which an action, process, or condition exists or continues. Lately, with everything I had going on, it seemed as though I didn’t have enough of it. My dispensary was up and running and was doing really well. In just 3 months, I had already made back what Erik spent to buy and renovate it, plus about $750K extra. On top of all of this, trying to get this extra ass wedding that Erik wanted was beyond stressful. Thank God for my Aly’Sha.

Aly’Sha was a Jane of all trades, much like myself. She was an athletic trainer for the NFL, working mostly with the New York Giants and the Carolina Panthers, but when she was home in LA she was overseer of the interns working in my lab. She was also my sanity, the one thing keeping my head on straight while Erik was away on yet another JSOC mission. We were currently seated in the living room of Erik’s condo in Oakland going over wedding plans when her phone buzzed in her lap.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I invited my best friend over,” she said looking over at me.

“That’s fine. You know Lil’ Hot Cheeto is always welcome in my home,” I replied with a giggle. Hot Cheeto was the nickname that I’d given Odell the first time I met him, for obvious reasons.

“ALY’SHA!!” His loud voice boomed from the other side of the door. She rolled her eyes at his antics, before opening it.

“Why you gotta be so country?” she asked as she hugged him.

“Hi, Odell,” I called from the couch.

“Thickums!” he exclaimed, before engulfing me in one of his signature bear hugs.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I brought my boy Trey along,” he stated, gesturing to the man standing to his left. He was a little cutie, dressed in an olive green bomber jacket with the matching hoodie underneath, jeans, and olive green sneakers.

“Hi, I’m Hennessy,” I stated, extending my hand out to him to shake.

“Every nigga’s favorite brown liquor,” he replied, taking my hand and placing a gentle kiss on my knuckles.

“I’m Tremaine but niggas call me Trey.”

“Calm down before you end up Mr. Dead in A Grave for fucking with Erik’s girl,” Odell warned, taking a seat on the couch beside Aly’Sha.

“Oh so this is the one?” Trey asked in an amused tone that took me by surprise.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I questioned, trying to maintain my annoyance at his tone.

“Calm down baby girl, I didn’t mean any disrespect. I just know E and it takes one hell of a woman to tie him down,” he explained. I relaxed at this because he was right. Erik had been a thot of legendary proportions and though I never admitted it to anyone, I was secretly waiting for Ashton Kutcher to jump out and tell me that I was being Punk’d.

We spent the rest of the afternoon going over design details of the wedding, Odell and Trey lending male opinions here and there. For the first time since Erik left, I relaxed. It was nice to have companionship when my favorite human was away and Trey and I clicked instantly. We fell into swing of cracking jokes and laughing like we’d been best friends for years and it was nice. As I joke, I sent a text to Erik, knowing he probably wouldn’t be able to read it until a few hours from now.

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mikwrites-archive · 6 years

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moons and stars

pairing: modern! bill denbrough x reader (tattoo artist au)

warnings: one or two swears

a/n: i love aus and i saw this amazing fan art w tattoo artist bill and that’s what inspired this !! also it’s gonna become a lil mini series !!! i’m in a big bill mood ALSO i know nothing about how to actually get a tattoo so uh oops and georgie is alive but young so it works

“you promised!”

“when i was drunk! it doesn’t count if i was drunk!”

“come on...” bev coaxed. “we’ll match!”

on her shoulder, beverly had a small heart with a flame in the middle. y/n had always admired it, but never had the courage to get one herself. until, apparently, she got so drunk the other night she had scheduled an appointment.

huffing, y/n flopped down on sofa in their shared apartment.

“plus, the guy working there was totally into you!”

“shut up.” y/n’s voice was muffled, and bev giggled as a pillow flew at her.

“i’m being serious! and you’ve always wanted to get a tattoo, i know it.”

shooting back up, looking dishevelled, y/n glared.

“doesn’t mean i’ll actually get one.”

“just go!” bev shoved her playfully. “check it out!”

“fine!” y/n sighed as bev cheered, pulling her up and out the door. “but you better be there with me!” she pointed at bev accusingly.

“of course, of course. now let’s go!”

walking into the parlour, y/n nervously looked at all the designs plastered on the walls. giving beverly a pleading glance, she scowled when bev pushed her towards the desk.

clearing her throat, y/n smiled awkwardly as she caught the attention of the boy who was busily sketching more designs, his legs and arms twined with tattoos, unruly, wavy red hair brushing into his face, ears pierced with small black disks.

looking up, he grinned, leaning back on the chair, shouting into the back.

“hey rich! i t-told you she’d come back!”

“no fucking way!” a voice yelled back. a head popped out, brown curls and big glasses with a wide grin. “my friend bill here thinks you’re cute.” winking, he disappeared once more.

“i didn’t- i d-d-” the red haired boy stuttered, flushing. y/n felt a cheeky nudge from beverly, who she nudged back embarrassedly.

“anyways, uh, here are some designs you can choose from, and just let me know when you’re ready.” sliding over some binders, bill jogged to the back.

“don’t start.” y/n whispered under her breath to bev who giggled as they began to page through possible designs.

“is this going to hurt a lot?” y/n asked hesitantly, slight goosebumps rising on her arms as bill prepped.

“depends on your pain tolerance and where you want the tattoo. but don’t think about that too much. you’ll be perfectly fine.” he smiled.

“okay.” y/n swallowed, wishing bev was here, having gotten coffee at the cafe next door.

“i’m gonna start.” bill warned, and y/n nodded, tensing slightly as he did.

“so what do you do?” bill inquired calmly.

“i work at the daycare down the block actually.” she breathed.

“h-hey, i think my brother goes there! george denbrough?”

“yeah!” y/n brightened. “your brother’s a real cutie.”

bill chuckled. “he can be when he wants to.”

often times, y/n would glance over as they talked, shyly admiring his concentrated expression, almost forgetting about the fact she was getting a tattoo.

“and... all done! take a look.”

“it’s beautiful.” y/n gaped at the ink on her upper arm, of classic small moons and stars.

“i’m glad you like it, ‘cause that’s gonna be on your body for probably the rest of your life.” bill grinned.

“thanks.” y/n laughed, feeling a flutter in her chest.

“where the hell were you? ‘yeah i’ll be there the entire time.’ bullshit!”

“i’m sorry! but it seems like you were fine! there may or may not have been a nice barista i met and ended up talking to on his break.” bev said slowly. “his name’s ben and i really like him. how was talking to bill?” she smirked as y/n flushed.

“i would honestly let him tattoo every part of my body.”

bev’s hoots of laughter filled the car as they drove away.

“didya ask her out?”

casting richie an annoyed look, bill sighed.

“no.”

making a sympathetic sound, richie clapped bill on the back.

“next time maybe?”

“thanks rich.” bill rolled his eyes as richie snickered.

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Confidence... (Draco Malfoy x Female!Reader)

A/N: This cutie was so amazing and nice! I'm sorry I wasn’t very active on my old account if you want to message me with an idea I am soooooo much more likely to write that than my own ideas. Is that bad?

Warnings: Swearing, a kick to the balls counts as minor violence right?

Requested: Yass my first Wattpad request actually who really kindly let me post this here. Requested by AnxiousShortyGirl on Wattpad. I recommend you check out her works on Wattpad as she also writes some Harry Potter stuff and some Sanders' Sides things too! Also, I'm really amazed at the fantastic imagine she wrote for me!!! Love ya girl!

Draco "hates" this hufflepuff and she kicks him in a place after getting fed up of him talking crap and pansy goes to hit the girl but gets hit in the face and 30minuteslater draco is thinking about her and she just happens to be 7feet away and heres him murmuring about how confident she is so she goes up behind him and says "so you like how confident I well lets test that" and she kisses him and they both kiss you could add a part two if they end up together or just leave it like that

Word Count: 1185 (Whoo!)

Blurb: After slightly injuring the Draco Malfoy how will (Y/N) react to his absent-minded mumblings?

"Late." you heard a hiss as you burst into the potions classroom.

"I'm so sorry! I swea-"

"No swearing and no excuses Ms. (Y/L/N)!" Snape interrupted you as fast as a bat out of hell. "5 points from..."

"Hufflepuff..." you mutter. You can hear the snickers and giggles of the Slytherins and the compassionate looks from your fellow Hufflepuffs.

Why were they always so overly nice? Why couldn't they be mad at you? You didn't want their pity.

Rolling your eyes, you sat down in your designated seat.

Snape's amazing seating plan meant that you were stuck sat next to Draco. Yes, you, a quiet background Hufflepuff, were sat next to Draco "my father will hear about this" Malfoy.

"Urgh!" you groaned, putting your head on the desk.

"Late!" he poked you in the side with his finger. He was always teasing you or, more appropriately phrased, bullying you.

Well, he was less of a bully and more of an onlooker really. You sensed it was something to do with not getting his hands dirty with the likes of you as he would have probably said.

"Oi! (Y/L/N)!" You heard the distinctive shriek of Pansy Parkinson.

You sped up slightly, speed walking to get away from trouble.

"Where are you off to?" Crabbe and Goyle stood in your way as you turned the corner. It was like they had somehow managed to put their 3 brain cells together and corner you.

You thought you might as well try and escape so you turned and attempted to run past Parkinson.

She quickly grabbed your hair as you sped past her and pulled.

This certainly stopped you. You yelped in pain and dropped the bag that you had previously had slung over your shoulder.

"Pansy," a voice warned.

"Just having a little fun with the Hufflebitch first," she replied, letting your hair go.

Looking around you noticed that the voice belonged to a certain blond Slytherin.

"Keep your bitch on a leash would you?" You muttered to him.

He smirked and stepped towards you.

"I could hurt you if I wanted to, you know?" He tugged a strand of your hair. It was less harsh than Pansy but still stung a little.

"Am I supposed to be scared?" You asked cockily. Even if you were shaking with fear on the inside, you wouldn't give Draco the satisfaction of seeing you afraid.

"Yes, you are! And if you're not then we'll make you scared!" Pansy butted in, slapping you across the face.

You kept your composure but looked towards Malfoy who now seemed to be grimacing instead of smirking.

"Come on!" Draco grumbled as he turned to leave, Crabbe and Goyle following him down the corridor.

As soon as the lesson was over you were out the door like a flash. But something stopped you just as you were about to leave.

"Dumb Hufflebrat!"

You turned around to witness Draco chatting with a smug looking Pansy as he glared at you, a smirk etched on his face.

"Bet she can't do anything right!" Pansy screeched.

You decided that you'd had enough. Enough of people poking fun at you. And enough of Malfoy and his shit-eating grin annoying the heck out of you every single time you saw him.

"Stop making fun of me!" you yelled. You were fuming.

Without another moment's hesitation, you marched up to Draco and...

Well...

You kicked him.

In the balls.

Quite shocked with what you'd just done, you turned and were about to walk away when Pansy grabbed your wrist.

Looking at her you could tell she was about to hit you so you slapped her.

As she reeled back from the force of the surprise smack, you took the opportunity to swiftly slink away.

Wide-eyed and breathing heavily you sprinted to your dorm room before finally losing your composure.

About an hour or so later you decided it was time to stop sulking. Plus you were hungry and had probably missed dinner.

You thought you might as well go and get something to eat while you had the chance. You walked out of your dorm and, for once, you were glad you were in Hufflepuff because at least it meant you didn't have to walk far to get to the kitchens.

When you walked in you were hit with the smell of what was probably tonight's dinner.

It smelled delicious.

"What can I do for you, mistress?" an older looking house elf asked you.

"I would be really grateful if you could spare a minute to get me something to eat," you pleaded, "if that's not too much bother!"

"Right this way!"

You followed as the house elf weaved past the others bustling around. He stopped at a small table in the far corner of the kitchen. It was simple, wooden with four matching stools around it.

"Sit," the house elf motioned, "I'll bring the food."

You thanked him as you sat down and leaned your elbows on the table.

Several minutes later, the house elf came back. You barely noticed as you had started to fall asleep with your head nestled in the crook of your arm.

"I brought the food." the elf giggled.

With that, you head shot up and you started smoothing the bird's nest on your head down.

You promptly stopped when you noticed the smoothed down platinum blond hair of a particular Slytherin you may or may not have prevented from ever having kids.

You mumbled something about coming right back before you set off in the direction of Draco.

You had the intention of maybe apologising, though it had served him right, but that was no way to behave.

What would McGonagall think?

When you were about a foot behind Malfoy you couldn't help but overhear his conversation with one of the house elves that looked less than pleased to be tortured by having to listen to Malfoy's incessant jabbering.

"...honestly she's incredible..."

Could little Draco have a crush? You needed to know this...for research.

"...but today she kicked me! Can you believe it?"

Oh! That's not just any random girl Malfoy was talking about. It was you!?!

You felt conflicted.

"...I think she is really-"

"Really what?" you interrupted, coming closer towards Draco.

The house elf he was conversing with took this as his chance to escape and, with a look of relief, fled somewhere else.

Draco on the other hand span around like a bullet and faced you.

"Umm..." he scratched the back of his neck.

"Go on," you nod, "what am I?"

"Confident."

He looked down, shifting his gaze.

"So, you like how confident I am, huh?" you teased. "Let's test that, Malfoy!"

Before he could ask what you meant, you had yanked his tie so he was face to face with you. Or, more precisely, lips to lips with you.

That's right. You were kissing Malfoy.

More surprising than that though was that he kissed back!

As soon as you pulled away, you grinned at his stunned expression and skipped away to get your food like the innocent Hufflepuff you totally were (not).

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