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royalwriteroftheuniverse · 1 year

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Chris and I- bringing our Baby home for the first time

18+ just in case ALL FLUFF (slight mention of parent death) bringing baby home from being born choose ur own Chris (its an AU) COMMENTS & REBLOGS APPRECIATED no permission to repost republish or tralnslate.

"Chris why are you driving so slow?" I'm with our baby in the back while he's driving the Audi, (always my favorite car)

"Because"

"Yea but hon it's our private road my baby's gunna turn three before we get to the house."

"Um excuse me its our Baby"

"Sure let's just so with that." I playfully roll my eyes and see Chris pout in the rear view mirror.

"That's not funny you know how long I've wanted a family for."

"I do and I'm sorry." I pause for a few second. "Actually I'm not because you're taking forever and I am in desperate need of a bath and she is going to need to be changed soon and you should get rest. Because I am not letting her cry herself to sleep. A d-"

"You think I'd do that? Hell no."

"Good because I'm not going to be the only one getting up so if you can increase to may at least 10 miles an hour. I'd appreciate it."

"Fine. "

"Dare I even ask for 30?" I flirty teases.

"Don't push it." His lip curls a bit.

My phone dings

"Oooo"

What?

"Scott left us cheesecake in the fridge and your mother will be bringing us dinner! God I love your family."

My tears well up

"I know. I'm sorry hon. I'm sure your mother would've loved to be here but I know she's watching over us. "

"I know I just....."

"Hey it's ok you've got my family and they love you more than me so"

I laugh

"It's gunna be weird without dodger there but I can't wait until he gets to meet his baby sister." I changed the topic in a dime-I know. And I know Chris knows I did that on purpose- it's too painful to talk about right now; especially with emotions all over the place.

"I'm glad everyone understood we wanted some alone time."

"Well it was that or we leave them on a porch to freeze."

"Oh my sweet little one you have no idea how much you're loved." I caress her cheek.

"Oh she knows did you see how much she loved people. Who visited her she drank it up."

"Oh I saw. I'm glad she has a big family who loves her. She's so beautiful."

"Just like her mama."

"Chris."

"What? Its true. She is practically your mini me. Franky I'm thrilled I was terrified."

"Yea gorgeous sexy actor who'd want to look like-"

"You do remember those scene where I had to dress up like a woman."

"Good point I'm still traumatized."

"We all were" he laughs

"Chris did we move at all?"

"Yes I'm getting there. Relax."

"Well she gunna be hungrey I know and you know I know when she is gunna get hungrey."

"And exactly how is that."

"Mommys intuition."

"I want daddy's intuition" he pouted

Oh thats easy see carry the child for 9 months and push them out through-"

"Ok ok I was there I don't need to relive it."

"You asked. We almost there I wanna cuddle. Honey we have plen-"

"Who said you I wanna cuddle with my baby girl."

"Me too."

"Well you know how we solve that?"

"No."

"We all cuddle together. Wait you seriously didn't think of that?"

"Hon I am just focused on the road."

"Chris you realized if you go to 30 miles we would've been there 5 minutes ago. Especially since Mama here is getting Hangrey" I cross my arms.

"Ok good point."

Within 2 minutes were back at home.

Chris and I unlock the carrier I go to get out he tells me to wait. He get the car seat/carrier he puts her down on the porch and we can see her from where we are.

"You left our child alone? I look at him with" widened eyes.

He pauses in mid movement not sure what to do or say

"I'm just kidding we can see her from here but hon I can walk by myself."

"I just want to help."

"Nothing I say will change things will it?"

"Nope."

"Worth a try. Anyway. Alright go. She needs to eat I want to sleep and you are on diper duty."

"Got it."

That was easier than I thought," I thought.

"Mother knows best." He replies

"How the hell do you know what I was thinking."

"Because we are that in sync."

"I had that inadvertent smirk on my face going didnt I?"

"Yes."

Before we bring her in he opens the door and goes inside for a moment. Then he comes back out.

He won't let me bend down to pick up the carrier so he picks her up but he are holding both sides of the carrier as we walk in together. Thankfully he has huge doors.

"Home sweet home baby girl."

We get the tiniest tiniest yawn.

"That was the cutest thing ever awww."

"I got it all on film baby."

"What?"

I put my camera to record this. So I can send it to everyone.

Can you not send it to everyone on your acting friends list, that didn't go over well like anytime but just to our close close friends and family I don't trust everyone and its my baby and I-"

"I know I know calm down mama bear. I already have a baby list and got NDAs."

Ok so he's even more paranoid than me.

There was a moment of silence.

"Chris."

"Yea

"What do we do first with her?"

he pauses

"I dont know."

"She's sleeping I dont want to take her out of her carrier."

"Me either dont wake a sleeping baby. We leave her on the floor and get changed?"

"I guess"

Were besides ourselves but we change and we sit on the floor and just stare at her.

"She's still asleep how is this possible"

"I don't know."

"We must have the most perfect baby ever- look at her sweet little breaths."

We stare at her, intensly for a while longer ok, for a lot while longer. He keeps trying to take his phone out. I put my hands over his. I mean after the 200th photo we can give it a rest and just take it in.

Chris mom, who has a key, had came and knocked with her finger to get our attention

"Why is she still in her carrier?"

"She's still sleeping."

"I dont want to wake her. I know she's gunna be hungrey and you know when she wakes up but I can't I can't help it. She's so."

We don't want to miss anything.

Ok you two how about you get some sleep and let grandma take care of her

Me and Chris both pout

Now go. You two sleep while you can.

Chris helps me up why I don't know. But he does and we crawl into bed and cuddle up and I fall asleep in his arms the next thing I know his mother is gently waking me, telling me she's hungrey.

Our sweet angel is brought in to me and Chris wakes up a second before she's brought into me.. she grabs onto my finger as she feeds.

“I love you” he kissed my temple

“I know.”

He kisses her head and she gives him the dirtiest look.

I let out a huge laugh.

"You're just like mama" he boops her nose which does nothing to dispell her dirty look.

"Mommy doesn't like to be disturbed when she's eating either."

"Ignore daddy" her eyes turn back to me, turning soft, "hes crazy."

"She likes you better."

"Baby im sure its just cause she loves food and I'm her only source. And she doesn't like me better its just baby moods." I don't know if that’s a thing but its worth a shot to comfort Chris.

"I know she loves you too. She made grabbed hands towards you before she fell asleep."

"Really."

"Yea. Right my little angel you love daddy too."

We turn on the TV low and Chris put on C-span.

"One way to get her to sleep. But maybe save c-span for night time. Put on a movie."

"Which one?”

“I don't know."

We finally settle on Disney's Snow White and not soon after she finishes eating and fals right back asleep. I hold her as Chris puts one arm around me and one arm around the baby.

His mother comes in without us realizing and apprently took a few pictures before she told us to say cheese.

"I'm tired"

"Sleep my love."

"We should put her down in her crib first I wanna do it together its the first time." I pout. So I'm exhausted I'm barely able to make it to her nursery but I'm determined for us to do this as a family. We gently placed her in the crib And Chris is apprently a master at hiding camera because he got the whole thing on film. We placed her in her crib and

and back before I'm out like a light. Chris later told me he held me while watching the baby monitor like a hawk until he fell asleep. I mean she's safe and were home and safe. Theres nothing I need more than what I have right now, snuggling into my husband the perfect first time home.

Ok sure she woke up up for feedings (which Chris got up to get her, and diaper changes and swaddling but she's a baby they do that but she's still a perfect baby... our baby... mine and Chris' perfect baby

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belleshub · 2 months

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tw: nothing graphic, genderneutral reader

a/n: this is my first time publishing any of my works here so uh yea, mostly self-indulgent.

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you had been worried, all day, really. sitting on the ground, moping and leaving voicemail after voicemail, to no avail.

“and.. satoru, um, just know that I love you.”

a beep runs through your ears, the ringing, monotonous robotic voice etching it’s way into your head the same way it has been for the past week.

‘if you are satisfied with your voice mail-‘

throwing the phone at the mirror, you sink your head in your hands, your knees hugging your chest a mimic of the support you wish that was being offered to you.

a sniffle, then a sigh, then a slow downpour of tears. you wish you had ran out of tears at this point, your eyes felt like hell.

“I just want to know that you’re okay, is that so hard?”

you already knew the answer though. you just hoped it wasn’t so.

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xkotaro16w · 2 years

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Congratulations on the follower milestone! You deserve all of it! Amazing writing as always, dearest Kotaro <3 Take care of yourself and allow me to give you headpats for being such an amazing person, friend and writer >:]

Now if I may, can I request for NSFW 3 AND 4?

Thank you for your hard work <3

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Prompt: 3. Soft, 4. Jealousy.

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x GN!S/O.

CW: N/SFW, breeding, marking, biting, grammatical error, OOC.

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3. SOFT

Who says Leona couldn’t be soft on you? He can! Most of the sexual intercourse with him is pretty rough, or... Really rough. But sometimes his soft side kicks out and does it softly and gently. He tries not to hurt you that much.

He gives you butterfly kisses all over your body, touch your body gently. Don’t worry, he’ll move in and out not that fast and that hard. Let’s talk about how he’ll kiss your tears away and lick it with his tongue. No, but he’ll do it!

Also, after what he does to you, he’ll say the 3 words, yes, you know what is it. It’s rare for him to say it first, yet he does it to you!

He’s not always rough on you, there are times when he’s soft towards you, especially in a sexual intercourse. Even though it’s not that soft, but every action he takes is very careful. It feels like he treats you as the rarest person, as the most precious thing he has.

His manhood enters your hole slowly, he realizes you let out tears from the corner of your eyes. After he inserts it, his cat-like tongue licks your tears away and kiss your cheek. His palm goes back to hold your hip.

“Yea, just like that- Hnnhg… Hey, I’ll move now…”

4. JEALOUSY

Gosh, this man is a man who gets jealous easily! Leona won’t say it out loud, but he is. He’ll step in if that person can’t realize his presence and gaze or that person touches you. No, no one can touch you beside him.

When he fucks you in his jealousy mode, he couldn’t think straight anymore! Oh, say hello to bruises, sore back, ice cubes, cream for sore muscle, etc, they become your favorite best friends since you decided to have a sexual intercourse with Leona.

If that person is a beastman as well, oh, Leona can show you off to them with the scent he marked you last night also with the scent of his cum. If that person isn’t a beastman, Leona can show you off to them with the marks and bites he made on your neck, shoulders, etc.

Does that person can see this? It’s LEONA’S MARKS and BITES. Now, get off from his herbivore. They better back off before they start to challenge Leona Kingscholar.

He could say he’s not a jealousy person, but you know how easily he can get jealous. When he’s jealous, he gets really rough in bed. Marking you as his is the top priority right now. Bold of you to assume you walk in the next day and for the next few days.

If there’s a mirror, you should see your messy condition right now. Marks and bites all over your body, he’s fucking you really good that your tongue even rolled out, you couldn’t even talk properly. Oh, the lion smirks proudly.

“They can’t fuck ya this good, aight?”

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sheykmash · 3 years

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#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #steel ball run #oyecomova #yea this is a repost i had to mirror it #not including the og panel bc idk if anyone cares enough ab the character

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vivianweasley · 3 years

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Pride and Prejudice (Chapter 2)

Summary: Your father is Lucius Malfoy’s cousin, and after the war, it was really difficult for you to find a job because of your last name. So your mother and Mrs. Weasley came up with a crazy idea. A fake marriage between you and Fred Weasley.

In this chapter: you became friends with the twins, and you took Fred to an amusement park to celebrate finally receiving a job offer.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Malfoy!Fem!Reader

Warnings: mention of food, Ferris Wheel, slight mention of rollercoasters (the amusement park usual)

Word count: 2.3k

disclaimer: all the pictures used in the header are from Pinterest. Credit goes to the original owners.

Please do NOT repost or translate my work! Thank you!! Reblogs and comments are always welcome:)

Prologue // Chapter 1

“No! This is not happening!” Fred shook his head furiously when you informed him that you were actually going to stay at his place for as long as your fake marriage was going to last.

You didn’t want to do this either, and you made sure to stay at your parents’ house until the house-elves decided to move your stuff outside for you. “Please! A year isn’t even that long,” you tried your best to look at him with the most sincere eyes, “You won’t even notice me! I will try to stay at my friends’ place as often as possible!”

“Okay, fine!” Looking at your puppy eyes, Fred found himself beginning to cave in, “You can sleep on this couch. Good night!”

He tried to slip back into his room before making any further sacrifices, but George’s voice stopped him, “Couch? Surely you’re not going to let our guest sleep on the couch?”

Fred glared at George, for he knew his brother was just trying to mess with him. “She’s not our guest. She’s also family now, so she will understand.”

Fred tried to escape again, but George was silently judging him, and you were putting on those puppy eyes again. He sighed and finally decided, “Fine. You said you could do three things for me, right? Okay, the first thing I want you to do is to sleep on this couch.”

“You sure?” You raised your eyebrows, for you were surprised that he would use the first wish so quickly and on something so small, but you saw him nodding. “Fine. Reckless, though, but I accept.”

A smug smile appeared on Fred’s lips as he turned to George, “Problem solved. Good night, family.”

You sat on the couch after unpacking everything. If getting a marriage certificate still didn’t make you realize that this crazy fake marriage was actually happening, you sure realized it now. You and Fred Weasley were on the same team now, and you had to find a way to get along with each other. It’s only for a year, you thought, shouldn’t be difficult.

Fred lay in his bed, tossing and turning. It started as a joke, a crazy dare, but now there’s a woman sleeping on his couch. Was the couch even comfortable? Fred suddenly felt guilt rising in his stomach, but why should he feel guilty for not giving up his own bed to you? You were the one who was intruding. But it wasn’t your fault though...Fred groaned as his conscience fought this battle that he believed to be unnecessary. This shouldn’t be this difficult.

George was the only one who slept well in this house tonight. In fact, he fell asleep with a smile, knowing that his brother’s life was about to change. This should be fun!

Fred woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast and the sound of laughter. He walked outside and almost jumped when he saw you in his kitchen this early in the morning. Oh right, he just got married.

You and George were cooking breakfast and chatting, and weirdly, this made Fred feel left out. He cleared his throat, and you two finally noticed him.

“Oh, morning!” You and George said in unison, which caused a small frown on Fred’s face.

“You know how to cook?” Fred blurted out. He wanted to say good morning to you too, but this question came out first, for this scene shocked him. Didn’t you grow up having house elves do everything for you?

“It’s just scrambled egg, genius,” you replied bitterly, “and good morning to you too.”

Then you and George continued cooking and chatting about potential product ideas. Fred was not surprised that you had so many great ideas. After all, he’s had his pranks backfire on him when he tried to prank you before. But he was surprised that you sounded so excited and interested when you were talking about the joke shop. He always assumed that you would think it wasn’t a serious or mature career choice.

Fred wanted to join the conversation, but there was simply no opportunity for him to chip in. He found himself speechless and sitting awkwardly at the table. He also noticed that you sounded friendlier and softer when you were talking to George, and that made him think. If George didn’t have a girlfriend, would he be your fake husband instead? Would that be a better option for you?

Fred felt weirdly defeated. There was something about you that could always make him admit defeat, and he’s definitely not a fan of this feeling.

For the next few days, you had nowhere to go and nothing to do while you wait for the result of the interview, so you decided to help at the joke shop. You were staying at their place after all. This was the least you could do.

You had to admit that aside from having to sleep on the couch, living and working with Fred and George wasn’t so bad. Your everyday life was never dull, for they always had little jokes and pranks here and there. You were even beginning to think if you were friends back at Hogwarts, how fun would it be?

And to your surprise, Fred was a completely different person when he was at work. He knew his products well, and he sounded so passionate when he was introducing them to his customers. He’s also surprisingly good and patient with kids. This was nothing like the irresponsible and immature troublemaker you assumed he was.

Plus, he looked pretty good in his business suit. The shirt fit his body nicely, and the rolled-up sleeves perfectly showed off the line of his arm muscles. For a moment, you even felt proud to have him as your fake husband.

“Are you staring at me?” Fred’s voice almost made you fall off your chair.

“No, I’m not!” You panicked and raised your voice to cover for the fact that you were indeed drooling over your fake husband.

“Yea, you are. I saw it,” Fred leaned forward and teased, “Aww Y/N, are you in love with me now?”

You tried to stay calm and stared back into his eyes, but you could hear your heartbeat growing louder. “You wish.”

“Y/N! It’s here!” George’s voice made both of you jump and pull away from each other immediately. You were still trying to figure out how to act normal, but the letter in George’s hand just made your heart beat faster.

You recognized the logo of Whizz Hard Books. This was it. This was the letter that contained the result of the interview and your fate. You tore open the envelope as soon as George handed it to you and read the letter immediately.

After re-reading the letter for the third time, you finally looked up with your eyes wide open and eyebrows furrowed.

“Well, what does it say?” Fred had the same expression as you.

“It says...I’ve got the job?” Those words sounded even stranger when you said them out loud. It took you a good minute for the news to finally sink in. “I’ve got the job! I’ve got a job!!”

You waited for this moment for so long. The overwhelming joy washed over you, and when you finally regained your senses, you realized you were cheering and hugging Fred, and your faces were only inches away. You pulled away, coughing awkwardly.

“So...What do you want to do to celebrate?” Fred spoke first, breaking the awkward silence.

“I have an idea!” You said as you grabbed Fred’s arm. You were still overjoyed that you weren’t fully aware of what you were doing, but Fred’s breath hitched when your fingertips touched his skin.

You held out your hand to George, “George, you coming with us?”

“Sorry, I’ve got a date tonight,” George came up with an excuse. How could he interrupt when he noticed that little change in Fred’s expression when you invited him too?

When Fred opened his eyes again, he gasped, “Muggle amusement park?” A Malfoy brought him to an amusement park? A muggle amusement park?

“Yea, this is my favorite place!” You realized he was surprised because a stereotypical Malfoy shouldn’t be interested in anything in the muggle world, but you didn’t want to waste your time arguing with him when you saw the booth ahead. “C’mon!”

It doesn’t count as going to an amusement park if you didn’t get a cute headband, and you were finding this cat ears headband in front of you absolutely adorable. But what fun would it be if nobody was wearing it with you?

You soon picked out a bunny ears headband for Fred, but when you turned to him, he was already looking into the mirror, wearing the same cat headband.

“I think it looks better on me, don’t you think?” He winked at you.

You rolled your eyes, “No, I don’t. I’m claiming this one. You have to pick another one.”

“No, if anyone has to change today, it’s you.”

“I’m not changing!”

“I think the lady wears it better.” You and Fred looked down, and it was a little boy who complimented you.

“Oh, thank you!” You beamed at the boy and turned to look at Fred with a smug smile, “You heard that, now go change.”

But the little boy asked again, “Is he your boyfriend?”

“What? Oh, no! He’s not my boyfriend,” you answered quickly with an awkward laugh.

But Fred chimed in, “I’m her husband, actually.”

The boy left with a disappointed face, but Fred was smiling at you like he just won a competition, and this successfully made your cheeks heat up. “Why do you have to say that to a kid?”

“Cause it was on your contract, remember? The fewer people know, the better, right?” he smiled innocently, “I’m just trying to follow the rules.”

“O..kay.” You squinted. Fred Weasley trying to follow the rules? What day is it today?

“So, do I still have to pick another one?”

“No, keep it. You look great with it.” You finally admitted.

He raised his eyebrows at your answer but soon beamed at you, “You look pretty good with it, too.”

Your heart skipped a beat when he looked into your eyes. Luckily, the queue not far from you caught your attention and saved you from doing anything embarrassing. “C’mon, hurry up! The queue isn’t too long now!” you grabbed his arm and started running.

Fred was surprised that no matter how many times you’ve done this, your fingertips could always send electro waves up his body. And he had to admit he was starting to like that feeling.

You dragged him everywhere, going from rollercoaster rides to the carousel. Fred was amazed to see you this happy and excited. You were nothing like the stuck-up, cold, pureblood princess he thought you were. Not to mention that every time you smiled at him, he could feel his heart skipping a beat.

Your amusement park adventure ended with the Ferris Wheel. It was your favorite way to end the night. From above here, you could see the entire park and the city. You knew flying on a broom could give you a broader and better view, but the Ferris Wheel had a more romantic tone to it.

“What’s your favorite today?” Fred asked.

“Hmm...I loved that ride for kids because you were so scared,” you joked.

“No, I was not!” Fred protested, “but you have to agree that was a really creepy ride.”

“Agree. Don’t know why they had to make things so creepy for kids,” you laughed and finally answered his question seriously, “It’s actually now. The Ferris Wheel is my favorite part, and you will know why in a minute. What’s yours, though?”

Fred was about to answer, but the sound of fireworks stopped him.

“Ah! Right on time!” you exclaimed as the fireworks exploded into flowers of fire in the night sky, and the Ferris Wheel had the perfect view for it.

Fred’s eyes widened as butterflies in his stomach were completely out of control. The city lights and the fairy lights of the park twinkled as the fireworks continued to bloom. And you looked so beautiful when you were smiling and gazing at the firework outside. Everything was so perfectly romantic, and Fred found himself helpless when he answered your previous question, “Mine’s actually the Ferris Wheel, too.”

When you finally got home, you just wanted to jump on your couch and sleep. But before you could do that, Fred stopped you.

“You...You could sleep on my bed if you want. I will sleep on the couch tonight.”

“Are you sure? But I thought you-”

“Yea, consider this as a gift for getting a job.”

You were surprised. Didn’t he love his bed so much that he used one wish to keep it? But he looked sure, and a smile appeared on your lips, “Well, then I will gladly accept your gift. Good night, Freddie!”

“Good night, Y/N,” Fred replied, couldn’t help but smile when he heard you calling him that.

“You fancy her, don’t you?” George finally walked out of his room after you went into Fred’s room.

“Pff, no,” Fred rolled his eyes when he could basically hear George’s smirk without even looking at him, “I just...think she’s pretty cool.”

“Yea, right. Good night, brother.”

After George went back to his room too, Fred was lying awake on the couch, trying to find a way to fit himself on this uncomfortably small couch. When he was tossing and turning, he realized he wasn’t regretting wasting his first wish and giving up his bed to you, but feeling guilty that he made you sleep here for more than a week.

You were all he could think about now. Just a few days ago, you were no different from the other obnoxious Malfoys to him, but now you were a real person. Someone who would pout when he refused to change the headband with you. Someone who would laugh at his endless bad puns about amusement parks. Someone whose smile could make his heart flutter.

Oh Merlin, he thought, maybe George was right.

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scarletwinterxx · 3 years

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Don’t Need Your Love pt. 6

First, let me just say that any of the characters or names mentioned in my stories does not depict or meant to cause any harm on mentioned characters. THIS IS PURELY FICTIONAL.

Second, sorry for the slow update! I was busy last week and I wanted to write this chapter well so I didn’t rush into it. Thank you for waiting and for the support😊🤍

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“HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO COVER THESE UP?!”

“They’re not that bad”

“Not that bad? I look like I was choked” Jaemin looked at you through the mirror with an aggregated expression on but you just giggled at him.

“Why? Would you rather do the choking instead? I wasn’t aware you were into that kind of kink” Earning another a glare from the boy before turning his attention back on his neck.

“You can’t be mad at me! You were the one who showed up here last night all hot and bothered!” You told him, poking on his back multiple times as you spoke

“Atleast I had the decency to think about where I leave my marks, I look like the cops are going to get called on me the moment I step out of here” he grumbled before putting his shirt on and look over at you

“What are you talking about? I have marks on places I didn’t know I could have one” that made Jaemin chuckle, “Do you at least have a concealer or something? Girls use that to hide their hickeys right”

Instead of giving him an answer and a concealer, you just shrugged and smiled at him before walking out the bathroom with Jaemin hot on your heels

“What does that mean?” He asks as he watch you tidy up around your room a bit before heading out

“I don’t have a concealer, I can borrow one from Karina if it bothers you that much” you smiled innocently at him but he knew that smile meant otherwise. You were having way too much fun teasing him.

“What do you when you have hickeys?”

“My collection of turtlenecks have grown significantly over the year and a half I’ve known you, Jaem” you said as you open one of your drawers to show him your collection

“Oh”

“Yea, anyways it’s not that bad. They’ll go away a few days later anyways”

“I know that. But I have to go volunteer over at the daycare today, it’s Wednesday remember” he was pouting cutely you couldn’t help yourself so you pinched his cheeks, Jaemin didn’t mind it. He never did. He loved being smothered by you, those moments were rare so he cherishes them whenever they come by.

“You’re too cute, just go wear a turtleneck or something” you said then gave him a kiss on the cheek. He grumbled something under his breath but you didn’t quite catch it, lazily throwing his arms around you and pulling you in for a hug

“What was that?” You asked

“I said, You’re lucky I like you”

“For what it’s worth, I kind of like you too” you joked, then you felt his hands on your torso making you flinch away from him. He knew you were a bit ticklish there, the sinister smile he had on right now told you he did it on purpose

“You only kind of like me? Wow woman, as if you weren’t just screaming my name last night”

“Shut up”

“Shutting up now. You know you look hot when you’re mean to me”

“Is that another one of your kinks? Okay okay fine stop! No more tickling” you screamed as you run out the door with a smiling Jaemin running after you.

Jaemin offered to drive you since he brought his car last night, it’s not like you were going to say no to him anyways.

“I have a question” he said as he pull away from your building

“I might have an answer” you said, looking over at him with a curious expression

“Would you like to go and grab dinner with me tomorrow night?”

“So sudden though, what’s the occasion? am I missing something?” You asked back, trying to remember if you missed something. Definitely not his birthday, and it’s not like the two of you have an official anniversary.

Jaemin chuckled at you before leaning his hand over to hold yours, pulling it up to his lips to give a gentle kiss on the back of your hand.

“Just want to take you out on a date, pretty girl”

“Oh”

“Only if you’re not busy, I totally understand if you are”

“No, that actually sounds great” you smiled at him, feeling all warm inside. There was no point in hiding what you feel for him when it’s already out in the open anyways.

You like Jaemin. You like him very much, you realized this boy right here has all of your heart and he might not know it yet. Maybe it’s finally time talk about it, he did say he was going to be anything you want him to be. You’re just praying he wouldn’t mine being yours.

“Really? Okay” he said, now a similar smile forming on his face. You can’t help but lean over the center console to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“It’s a date then”

Little did you know it was the calm before the storm.

Come the day of your date, you were going by your day as usual. Jaemin even sent you a couple of excited texts late last night and earlier today about your date.

It warmed your heart to know he’s happy. He deserves to be happy. You’ve never met someone so full of love the way Jaemin is. He’s so caring when it comes to those people who are closest to him. He find little things cute and adorable despite his hard exterior.

It’s like every day you get to know new things about him, there was never a boring day with this boy.

You can list of all the things there is to love about Jaemin. He’s the man your parents would love for you to end up with, the type you can comfortably leave with your parents at the dinner table. He’s a gentleman, he’s kind, smart, talented and the already very obvious truth that he’s a very good looking guy.

All these things makes you understand just why so many people are so enamored by him, you don’t blame them because you feel the same way too.

You find your self smiling just thinking about it, you were currently getting ready to go on your date with Jaemin. It isn’t the first date for the two of you, but it still feels special just like the first time you said yes to him.

Looking over at the clock on your wall, he should be on his way to pick you up. Taking this time to choose a jacket to match your outfit. After a couple of minutes you hear your phone ding, thinking it was Jaemin texting you he’s near by but instead it said that he’ll just meet you at the restaurant.

That should’ve been the first red flag, but you chose to ignore it.

You didn’t pay that much attention to it, just sending him a quick text that you’re about to leave your place and see him later.

You admit you half expected him to already be there, surprising you but instead you were met with a vacant table. it was still early so you didn’t mind. He’s probably caught in traffic or something, you tell yourself.

7pm came, the time you’re suppose to meet up.

7:15 it said on your phone.

7:50, the waiter asked you if you were going to order anything else apart from the juice you ordered earlier. You also didn’t miss the look of pity on her face.

By 8:30 you were standing outside the restaurant, you weren’t mad at Jaemin. If anything you’re just worried. You already called him three times and sent a couple of text but you didn’t get any reply.

That should’ve been the second red flag for that night but you were too worried to be mad at him.

By 9pm, you were freezing, your feet ache and you’re starving since you didn’t get to eat dinner.

You’re not sure what you’re still waiting for but you stood there outside the restaurant, a few other people who exit the place giving more pity glances.

You were just dozed off, looking into nothing when a car stopped infront of you. Immediately recognize who it was,

“I’m sorry, I’m late” Jeno said as he exit his car to open the passenger door for you, “What are you doing here?” you asked him, the look of confusion and worry on your face.

“I’ll explain in the car, you look miserable. You’re probably freezing” he ushered you in, closing the door gently before jogging over at the driver’s side

“Sorry I got here so late, Jaemin only called like five minutes ago asking me to come pick you up”

“Is he okay?” you asked

“Yea, something came up. Were you supposed to meet him tonight?” he asked you, adjusting the heating in the car when he noticed how you were shivering a bit

“We were suppose to get dinner” you mumbled, the feeling of defeat finally descending upon you.

“You haven’t eaten yet? Wait, how long were you waiting there?”

“It’s not-”

“Has it been an hour?” he adamantly asked, looking more worried than he was a couple of seconds ago

“Make it two” you chuckled

“Should we go grab some food for you, or do you want to come over? Doyoung hyung cooked for us tonight” he offered but you were too tired you just wanted to get home and sleep

“Thanks but I’m pretty tired, can you just drop me off at my building” he gave you a small smile and a nod before driving off

“Did Jaemin say where he was?”

“No, I actually thought he was with you since he left in a hurry after our last class”

You didn’t ask anymore questions.

When Jeno dropped you off, you trudged up to your room and sat on your bed. Once again, staring off into space.

You then took your phone from your purse, dialing his number once again.

Maybe this time he’ll answer.

He always does.

But this time he didn’t.

You don’t know why but the thing you know you were crying, maybe it’s because you finally accepted the you got stood up or because you’re imagination was running wild thinking about all the wrong things that have yet to happen or that nagging voice in your head telling you that Jaemin finally realized you weren’t worth any of this.

It was the feeling of crashing down so hard after the high. That’s how it felt that night. you didn’t even notice but you fell asleep after some time during your crying session.

The next morning, when you checked your phone there was still no text or call from him.

You just finished washing your face to get rid of last nights memories when you hear a soft knock on the door. On the other side it was the last person you expected to see this early in the morning

“Hi” Tzuyu said when you opened the door for her,

“Uh, Hi. I’m sorry but what are you doing here?” you asked her

“Can we talk?”

You felt this cold chill run down your spine, feeling like you wouldn’t like whatever it is she’s about to tell you

“Sure come in”

The two of you settled in the living room, for a couple of seconds it was just pure silence before she spoke up

“I’m sure you’re confused about why I’m here this early in the morning” she told you

“You could say that”

“I’ll just get straight to the point, I was with Jaemin last night. Something came up and I called him, I didn’t know you two were going to meet up. But things took longer than expected so he ended up staying over...”

The rest of words were drowned out because you felt like you were drowning. You’ve never experienced that before but you’re taking a guess this is probably how it feels, that weight on your chest like you can’t breath or how you can’t seem to hear like when you’re underwater

“When we woke up this morning, he checked his phone to see a bunch of calls and text then he was running out my room”

You were just about to say something when you hear someone frantically knocking on the door, the code being typed from the outside before the door opens to reveal Jaemin.

He looked like he ran a marathon just to get here. His clothes from yesterday all wrinkled up from being slept on.

You felt the tears starting to run again down your face.

“Jaemin” you hear Tzuyu say from behind you, but the boy’s eyes were focuse on your teary once

“I can explain” he breathed out as he watch the tears fall from your eyes, feeling his heart break with each one drop running down your face

You cleared your throat before speaking up, “Close the door when you go, sorry I need to go” you mumbled, going around him and out the door but he was already following you out the door

“Wait, just wait just let me explain please” he said as he grabbed you by the arm

“What?” you asked, looking at him through the tears

“Nothing happened, I swear”

“It’s fine” you mumbled

“What?”

“I said it’s fine, you don’t need to explain yourself to me”

He just blinked at you, looking confused with your words then it’s like a switch was flipped in him

“Do you even care about me? about us?”

“What?” it was your turn to ask him

“Why can’t you just tell me, for once just tell me where I stand with you because every time we talk you never say anything, I love you, I really do but fuck I can’t tell if you even feel the same way or I’m just a boy you hang out and occasionally fuck around with”

You can’t believe the words you’re hearing from him, it still feels like you were drowning. Like there isn’t enough air in the room for you to breath properly.

“I never told you to pursue me, you did that on your own”

“And to this day, I still feel like I’m chasing after you. One step forward three steps back, that’s how we go all the time”

“Then go, if you’re so tired of me then go”

At this point you didn’t even care how you were just a crying mess, or the fact that your neighbors could hear the two of you.

“You’re not even going to fight for me? that’s how much you don’t need me?”

You don’t answer him back, choosing to stare at the necklace he’s wearing since you can’t look him in the eye.

The two of you just stood there in the middle of the hallway, hearts on the line and tears on your cheeks.

“Sorry, I wasn’t good enough I guess” those were his last words before walking away, you would’ve walked back to your place but you didn’t want to. Also remembering that Tzuyu was probably still there.

Right now all you wanted was to go anywhere from here, you didn’t even go back to your place to grab your phone or keys or even a jacket. You just went.

You walked and walked and walked. No particular destination in your mind. The sun shined and set, you were still out.

Finally choosing a vacant seat at a bus stop while replaying what just happened in your head.

You told him he didn’t need to explain because why would he? You weren’t his girlfriend. Nothing happened to them, you trusted his words. But the voices in your head told you that even if something did happen, there’s nothing you can do.

Only in that moment you hated the fact that you didn’t put a label on it in the first place. You felt mad at yourself for being too scared to let him in. You felt sad because he thinks you don’t care for him when he’s taken up the whole space in your mind. You feel broken after hearing him say he loves you, but not being able to say it back.

He deserves to be loved back. He deserves so much more than you. You thought. Once again you felt a tear escape your eyes.

When nightfall came, you decided to finally walk back to your place. Your building came into view but the scene caught you by surprise, Karina was outside with a couple of other people looking frantic and worried.

It was Haechan who noticed you first, shouting out your name making the others look over at you. Karina sprinted to were you were standing, engulfing you in a hug

“Oh my god, where were you?! Why didn’t you take your phone, I was so worried! Are you okay?” You only gave a brief nod, looking behind her to see the other guys walking towards you

“You’re freezing, you didn’t even think to take a jacket?!” Karina scolded you and was about to take her jacket off but Jeno beat her to it, passing you a familar jacket.

You were again too tired to say anything so you just said a low thank you after taking it from his grasp.

“I’m sorry I made you worried, but can I just go rest now?” you asked, you did sound tired. After walking all day, not having a single meal for the day and now almost feeling like you’re fingers are about to fall from the cold

“Okay sure, let’s go” Karina helped you as the other guys followed behind. When you finally settled back in your room, you hear them talk in the living room. After a while they started to say goodbye one by one.

You were just sitting at the edge of your bed when your door opened, Jeno’s head popping in

“Can I come in?”

“Sure”

“You had us all worried” he told you with a gentle smile, obvious that he already knew what happened

“Did you know?” referring to last night

“No, I’m sorry”

“Don’t be” you smiled up at him, “He was here, he left before you came. Saying something along the lines you probably don’t want to see him. Then he just gave me the jacket. reminding me to give it to you as soon as you get back”

“You should give it back” standing up to get the piece of clothing, passing it over to Jeno

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“No, but you don’t need to worry about me. Go and talk to your bestfriend, he need you”

He shot you a sad smile before walking out.

That night you cried yourself to sleep once again.

It felt cold out but the bed felt colder. Emptier.

Somewhere across town, Jaemin felt the same.

He didn’t even want to lay on his bed, he’s been sitting on his chair since he got back to the dorm. Staring at the space you used lay on. Feeling less worried after reading the text from his friends that you finally got back.

He wanted to call you, ask if you’re okay. He wanted to be there because he knows you’re probably beating up yourself, he was doing the same too. He vowed to never be the reason of your tears but today he watched as you break right infront of him, he felt his self break too.

He wasn’t tired of you, he wanted to say that. He saw the conflict in your eyes as you looked at him earlier. You wanted to tell him something but you didn’t. He should’ve not said what he said.

He should’ve been there last night. But he wasn’t.

He should have never made you cry. But he did.

You deserve so much more than him. He thought to himself. Then he felt the first tear drop.

Two hearts crying out the same feelings that night. One longing after the other.

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destinyc1020 · 3 years

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Naaa it’s not just you... I too wonder if they were communicating at least until February 2020 , cause that would explain a lot... I mean in January 2020, Jacob posted a story of the three of them and Tom reposted saying miss you guys so I think they were still all communicating,even if it was on a group chat or something, but i feel like they were somewhat close, Which again, would explain his reaction to the nyc pics

Another thought... I think that ysl jacket mirror selfie always struck me as everything is all right between us or like just a note to the fans to see they were just fine but at the same time I feel like he wouldn’t have posted that if he weren’t cool with z... idk but I think they were still communicating till February 2020, that’s just my gut is telling me... and I also think they both wanted to manage to maintain a friendship soo yea

Yea they were def still communicating after their breakup for a while (is my guess). Remember, during the FFH press tour Tom joked that Z sent him some calculator meme earlier that day, and then "ghosted" him when he asked what the meme was about (and even Z's face looked like, "when have I EVER ghosted you?" Lol), but she explained that she didn't respond because she was in hair and makeup, and knew that she was going to see him in person shortly anyway. Jacob added that he "never even got a text" sooo lol.... 👀

Then, Tom also knew about her recent car accident....

Z was wearing Tom's shirt after the premiere... 👀

Then there was the Tolivia incident, and we all know Tom had to have apologized for that, if only for inadvertently bringing Z's name into the media. Z liked his July 31st post about needing time away, which gives me the impression they were at least on okay terms even after the Tolivia thing. He was still mentioning Z in the GQ Style Sept article (which was conducted back in July right after the Hyde Park incident btw).

Then there was the cosplayer pic...

Then the Tomdaya jacket post (did he return it to her while in LA?)

And then Z told a fan even in Sept (AFTER the Greece trip) that she and Tom are "very close". 👀

They were still liking each other's posts here and there....

So to me, these are all pretty obvious signs that they weren't really cutting off total complete contact with each other....

But then Feb 2020 happened..... 👀 To me that's when things drastically changed.

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The red blood slowly oozed down your shaking legs onto the previously white tiles. You looked into the mirror at the marks you had just etched onto your already scar-ridden thighs, regret instantly pooling at your stomach. Looking into the mirror more, you analyzed your now, red puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks as you slowly backed up to the white-colored walls and slid down onto the floor to give your worn-out shaken legs a break.

The pain was overtaking your body as you squeezed your eyes as tight as you could to try and ease the pain in some way, which didn't work as you hoped it would. Slowly, you came to your senses as you looked around the bathroom, seeing all the blood on the counters and discarded tissues and towels made you shiver as you thought about what would happen if he saw.

well speak of the devil... you thought as you recognized his footsteps down the hallway of the apartment complex.

You shot up and began to frantically clean up the bathroom while mumbling incoherent curses to yourself. You began by throwing all the towels and tissues into the bathtub, making a mental note to secretly wash them tonight once he falls asleep. You then proceeded to grab your razor and throw it in your long-forgotten Better Than Sex eyeshadow palette and hide it in the back of your drawer.

Then you heard it…

It was him.

Eventually, you heard the door push open causing you to go into a panic throwing stuff around in the cabinets trying to find your pack of band-aids for occasions like this.

His footsteps became louder and louder as you continued to fumble around and panic

Silence

"Y/n?" ...shit you thought to yourself as you realized there was no getting out of this.

"uhh.. yes? Do you need something?" you replied coyly

"Open up please..." He said in a melancholy voice, scared he knows what he's gonna see when you open the door.

"Okay, One second, lemme finish peeing." You replied in a hushed tone as you swiftly tried to open and put the band-aids over your cuts as quietly as possible.

"I know what you're doing Y/n, Please stop and let me in. I won't get mad I promise."

"I- yea...Plea-please don't be mad, I'm sorry I-I just-"

"I'm not mad sweetie, I just wanna make sure you're ok so I can fix you all up," Oikawa reassured with the most soothing voice he could muster.

You slowly unlocked the door handle, relishing the last few milliseconds you had before the guilt came flushing in. Not even a second after your hand left the door handle Oikawa thrust it open, careful not to hit you as he engulfed you with the most calming and welcoming hug he could give. Being careful to not hit any cuts, he maneuvered you onto his lap while leaning against the wall cradling you in his chest.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I just saw the razor and it kinda- kinda happened and I-I just couldn’t stop-” you choked out trying to keep your sobs to a minimum not wanting to hurt him anymore.

"Shhhh, Princess everything's gonna be ok, I forgive you I just hate seeing you like this. I understand this helps you feel better but trust me, princess, there are so many other great things that can take the pain away." Oikawa whispered in your ear, peppering kisses all around your ears, neck, and cheeks and finally a longer sweet kiss on your lips.

“Let's get you cleaned up, m’k! Then we can watch Area 51 and I'll make whatever you want. Deal?”

“Deal,” you whispered as your smile grew, slowly forgetting about the strenuous mental breakdown you were just experiencing moments ago.

Oikawa slowly got up, once again being cautious as to not touch any injured spots. He set you on a clean area on the counter before grabbing out the supplies he had purchased in the past for this particular situation. As Oikawa prepped the gauges and ointments you glanced over in shame, staring at the bloody tissues you failed to pick up previously as you self-reflected on your mental state and what caused you to get into this situation again. You were finally pulled out of your little world when you jolted after feeling a sharp stinging pain on your thigh. Oikawa gave you his hand to squeeze to help subside the pain.

"I'm sorry beauty I know this hurts, I just don't want it to get infected. Please let me put a little more on?" You nodded and sucked in through your teeth as you received another wave of pain while grabbing onto Oikawa's hand.

"You're doing so good princess, just a little longer."

Although you appreciated the praise you had just received from him you couldn't help but get lost in his features. you admired his deep brown locks and how they complimented his equally dark chocolate eyes, which were hyper-fixated on trying to doctor up the cuts littering your upper thighs.

Even though the wounds did hurt you, you would've gladly loved it if this day could last forever. Oikawa had always done a great deed when it came to spoiling you and treating you quite literally like a 'princess' as per his nickname. Today was different though, He's being softer, and as much as you loved his dominant side, his soft side was awfully refreshing.

"Hey, Tooru?"

"Yea?"

"I love you." Oikawa looked a bit taken back with the random use of such strong words but quickly replaced his astoundment with confidence.

"Are you sure about that Y/n~channn? Because I think I love you more~" He purred as you rolled your eyes, a smile igniting on your face while you ruffled his hair.

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Once Oikawa was done bandaging your cuts, he insisted on giving you a much-needed bath which definetly was something else...

"Mmmm" you moaned out as Oikawa was lathering shampoo into your h/c locks, moving his fingers around in circular motions, trying to release as much stress and tension as he could. Once he was done he hopped over to the little makeup mirror and held it up to your face revealing bunny ears on top of your head held together by the shampoo.

"Mmmm my little bunny princess~ how do you like your new ears?"

"They're lovely! I love what you did with this one Tooru." you said pointing to the left 'bunny ear' that was now deforming.

"oh shut up Y/n~chan as if you could do any better," Oikawa said as he folded his arms and looked away.

"Oh but I can," you said making a devious face.

"You wouldn't!"

"I WOULD BAHAHA!" You snorted as you smacked the bunny ears downwards, causing them both to deform.

"NOOOO Y/N~CHANNN HOW COULD YOU. MY LITTLE BUNNY PRINCESS~" he wailed as he started to wash out the shampoo as you were still laughing your ass off in the tub.

After repeating the same steps with the conditioner and about 30 minutes of you and Oikawa arguing about soapy titty pictures being better than soapy ab pictures. Oikawa finally unclogged the drain allowing you to get out while he dried you off using your favorite fluffy towel he bought for you a while back on your birthday when he turned your living room into a spa. Once you were fully dried Oikawa bundled you up into a burrito and carried you back to your guys' shared room and lightly tossed you on the California king bed as he started walking to your shared closet.

"Sit here and stay pretty for me while I get you some sexy clothes~." Oikawa purred as he entered the closet, pulling out a cream hoodie and digging through his underwear drawer to reveal old alien boxers. He loved seeing you in his clothes, especially the alien boxers that seemed to compliment your butt perfectly.

When he came back he easily slipped the cream-colored hoodie over your head and put on the boxers for you as well, making sure you didn't move a muscle. He felt the need to spoil the hell out of you tonight, especially because he believes it's his fault for not being home early enough.

If only I came home sooner...

He thought as he adjusted the boxers and stared longingly into your eyes with regret.

If only I declined Iwaizumis’ request to get food. This would have never happened...

Slowly, he got back up and leisurely walked back into the closet to change, after all, he was still in his sweaty volleyball uniform that was a bit damp from your wet hair sticking to him when he previously carried you.

He changed into an old ICS volleyball hoodie and grey sweats. He walked over to where you were on the bed ogling him as he smirked lightly before picking you up once again, guiding your legs to wrap around his waist. Being careful as to not touch any tender areas, while putting a hand under your bottom and taking long, slow strides to the living room. Setting you down with the same care, Oikawa grabbed the remote and put on Area 51 which was previously recorded from the last movie night you two shared.

"Here princess, sit tight while I get blankets and food." He muttered while walking to the kitchen.

"oh I wanna get the blankets!" you said deviously while scheming to take the best ones for yourself. But before you could even put a toe on the floor strong arms pinned you back down.

You slowly looked up only to be met with Oikawa's stern chocolate brown eyes.

"What?"

"No Princess, just stay here. I'll get the fluffy one and you can have it all to yourself." He reassured knowing exactly what was going through your head.

"But-"

"No buts, please Y/n I don't want you walking around right now." His previous loving look turned into a gloomy gaze as he looked down. Eyes meeting with the numerous white patches that littered your legs.

"Hey" you put your hand on his cheek caressing it while pulling it up to meet your now bittersweet gaze.

"I'm fine," you said as you got up only to be met with sharp pains shooting through your legs and up your spine.

"...see" You reassured, trying your best to mask your face from showing any pain.

"No" Oikawa stated sternly as he laid you down once again onto the couch.

"Please Y/n?"

"..." You gave him the silent treatment, looking away pretending to be hurt. Little did he know you were enjoying this so much. Soaking in each and every one of his sweet words, though they came off a bit harsh, he only wanted the best for you.

Damn, I'm really being spoiled... You thought as a shiver went up to your spine.

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The sweet aroma of popcorn and other snacks filled your senses as you looked over to see your very sexy boyfriend struggling to carry all the blankets, pillows, and food.

"Tooru! here lemme help-"

"Sit princess, I got it." He chuckled while tossing the blankets over your head and setting down the sweets on the counter, dashing back to the kitchen to grab the two monsters he purchased with Iwaizumi.

After struggling to get the blanket off, a strong hand came out and grabbed the blanket and pulled it over your head.

"Here silly," Oikawa said as your eyes met with the caffeinated drink.

"YOU DIDN'T!"

"oh, but I did." Oikawa purred with the sexiest but stupidest smile.

Your eyes glistened as you popped the tab in, drinking almost half of it in a swig.

"Sweetie, chilllll~ your gonna be up all night if you drink it that fast." He hummed, popping his open and taking a sip as well before setting both monsters onto the coffee table.

You shifted around a bit trying to get comfy in your blanket before Oikawa pulled you on top of him while grabbing the remote and pressing play. There you were, head laying on Oikawa's chest, hands wrapped around his neck. His hands were placed onto your waist fitting perfectly in the divet of your lower back. Legs intertwining with each other.

This truly was heaven.

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"I love you, Princess."

Oikawa muttered, lazily stroking your head. He looked at your resting body tenderly, thinking about all the little quirks he loves about you. In that very moment the world seemed to stop as the sound of the end credits became drowned out as sleep overtook you both.

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sswwimagine · 5 years

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A Baby? || George Weasley

Original Post: on ssimagines

Pairing: George Weasley x Reader

Word Count: 1523

Warnings: swearing, unplanned (teen) pregnancy, No editing really.

Request: Can I get 43, 50, and 101 for pre-war George Weasley please? Thank You! Love your writing❤

Prompts: 43. “Do you think it’s possible that I…might be… pregnant? ”

50. “You got her pregnant?! What were you thinking?”

101. “Fuck…I feel I’ve been hit by a car.”

Note: I didn’t want them to still be at hogwarts so its like just after the war has started takes place just after the start of the sixth book when everyone else had already gone back to hogwarts. They are still living at the burrow and are 17. You are also a halfblood with your mother being a muggle.

This would have been a great howler prompt, but I honestly didn’t feel very comfortable putting them at hogwarts for this one.

This is obviously already been posted, but since I started my smaller blogs, I wanted all my work for each fandom in one place. Instead of just reblogging everything I figured that I would repost it.

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You finished emptying the contents of your stomach into the toilet bowl. You had puked at least once every day of the past two week with no real explanation. You were starting to get sick of it, no pun intended.

“Fuck…I feel I’ve been hit by a car,” you said as you stood up off the floor and flushed the toilet moving to the sink. George, your fiancé, moved to stand in the doorway of the bathroom. The look on his face said it all. Keeping your eye on him, you prepared to brush the acidic vomit taste out of your mouth.

“I’m sorry you haven’t been feeling well lately,” he said as came in and wrapped his arms around your waist.

You responded with a grunt with a toothbrush in your mouth. George nuzzled his nose into your neck as he just stood behind you watching. It was comforting being so close to him. He had this way of just setting you at ease.

“Do you have any plans today?” you said. Leaning forward out of his grasp, you spit into the sink.

“Just working,” he said with a sigh. “Fred was talking about staying late to work on some new product, but I told him I’d have to check with you first.”

“You should. I’m busy today anyway. Molly and I have an exciting day planned where she’s going to teach me how to make a sweater” You rinsed your toothbrush off and placed it back were you kept it next to George’s.

You loved Molly; she was like a (second) mother to you and had been since you and George started dating your fifth year. When you graduated from Hogwarts, George had proposed to you, and with the war looming so close to your home in London, the two of you thought it best you moved into the burrow with them and spent your days with her. Spending so much time together had just made you closer to her.

Turning around in his arms you looked at the face of the man you loved. He had opened the joke shop just a few months ago, and it was doing so well. The more products meant more variety and more customers which was great for the both of you. It meant that you would be able to get married sooner and get your own place and eventually have kids. That was the future you wanted with George, but it was something that you had decided to wait on for a better time. One without a war where you were financially stable.

“Let me get dressed and then let’s go down to breakfast,” you said pulling him out of the bathroom and down the hall to the Percy’s old room which you had commandeered since moving in. A small smile came to his face as he followed behind you.

George closed the door behind him and sat on your bed as you dug around in the dresser for a shirt and pants to wear. After finding something that sort of matched, you moved to the mirror that you had propped up against the wall. You quickly changed your pants hoping that George’s attention was elsewhere. Every time George was in your room when you changed, he would get a but distracted. It often times ended with you both your bed, and currently, you were trying to avoid that.

In the mirrors reflection you could see George’s nose buried in a book that your muggle mother had sent you. You let out a soft chuckle at your fiancé before taking off your shirt. You couldn’t help but let your eyes wander over your stomach. You had a thought over the past two week that kept coming back to you.

“Do you think it’s possible that I…might be… pregnant?” your voice was barely above a whisper. George wasn’t meant to hear it, but from the way his head shot up from his book to you, you could tell that he had.

“Are you serious?” he asked. George closed the book and stood up from the bed. He rushed to stand behind you and placed a hand on your exposed stomach.

“I don’t know, maybe,” you said lacing your fingers in his.

He placed a kiss on your shoulder and moved his way up your neck. Before he could take it any further, you pulled away. Another chuckle came out of your mouth at the drop of the goofy smile that was painted on his face. You pulled the shirt you had picked out over your head.

George had a gleam in his eye as he snuck up behind him and wrapped his arms around your waist. He picked you up and threw you onto the bed. Laughter poured out of both of you as George landed on you.

He plastered your face with small kisses and tickled you. You called out for him to stop, but he persisted. After a minute, he fell down beside you, and you settled into his arms. His hand came to rest over your stomach. There was a look in his eyes that you had never seen before. It was soft and full of hope. “Would you want that?” you asked him.

“What, a baby?” George said. “With you, of course.”

You smiled and pressed a kiss to his lips. George’s stomach rumbled. For the fourth time that morning you let a giggle escape your lips.

“Come on,” you said standing up and pulling him with you. “Let’s go eat.”

The two of you sat at the table with Fred and their parents. Everyone else was away at school leaving the house quite empty during the day. You weren’t sure how Molly did it without you.

“How you’d you sleep, Y/N?” Arthur asked as he shoveled eggs int his house. “Pretty good,” you said.

“Are you still having stomach issues?” Arthur followed up. Molly’s ears perked up awaiting your answer.

“Yea, I found her puking again this morning,” George said rubbing circles into your back. You gave his father a small smile as you brought a piece of toast to your lips and nibbled a bit off it.

“Maybe you should go to St. Mungo’s,” Fred offered. You looked to your fiancé and to his twin trying to gauge if he was joking or not, but the impassive look gave you nothing. Molly cleared her throat as she set her cu of orange juice down on the table.

“That wouldn’t be necessary,” Molly said with a sweet smile. “It’s just morning sickness. It will pass.”

Your eyes widened at the words that just slipped past Molly’s lips. Beside you, George choked on his toast and Fred coughed up some of his orange juice. You laid your hands palm down on table as if to ground you. George’s hand still sat on your back, but it was no longer rubbing circles there.

No one spoke for a long time as you just shifted your eye line around to see everyone’s shocked expressions. There was a small smug smile on Molly’s face. “What?” Arthur said at last.

“Y/N is pregnant,” Molly said returning to her food.

“How do you know?” Fred was baffled at his mother’s statement. You could see the wheels turning in his said.

“A mother just knows,” she said offering you a smile. She placed her hand over yours. There was another moment of silence.

Arthur pushed his chair away from the table letting the screech of the chair against the floor echo around the room. He stood up and looked at George.

“George, a word,” his words were tight and hard, something you had never heard from him before.

Your gaze snapped to George who stood up. He nervously rubbed his hands against his pants and followed his father out of the house. You could still see them from the window. Arthur didn’t look happy, and the look on George’s face told you he knew it.

“Well, this should be interesting,” Fred said with a smile as he leaned over to hit your arm lightly.

Molly smiled before turning around in her seat to watch as well.

“You got her pregnant?! What were you thinking?” Arthur yelled at his son. At first George slunk back, but after a moment, his shoulders rolled back and he stood tall in front of his father.

“I love her,” his voice was confident, “this doesn’t change that.”

Arthur took a deep breath. He held his face in his hands. It was clear that he was trying to gather his thoughts.

“George, I know how you feel about her,” Arthur was calmer this time. “You know how much your mother and I love her, but George this is the worst possible time. There is a war on the horizon. You are just children. There is so much against you. Are you ready for that?”

“Of course,” George didn’t even waste a beat. “She is my whole world. I want this with her. Even if it’s a little early.”

Those words were enough for you. They were everything you could ever hope for.

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peaches-of-1 · 5 years

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Hotel Valentine

Kihyun x Reader

Summary: You are the lucky winner of a Valentine’s Day Date with your Monsta X bias. On the 14th you and Kihyun spend the whole day in a luxurious hotel room where you make the best memories.

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You dressed up in your cutest outfit and walked to the nearby cafe to sit and wait. Then you got a text that the car was outside. It’d be dark red according to the message. Your stomach was in knots as you got into the back seat and checked your makeup. You had done more than usual since it was Valentine’s Day and you were meeting an idol for a date. It had been because of the silent auction for a day with your Monsta X bias.

Would he be mad that you weren’t what he expected you’d be? Not a perfect Korean girl? You did your best to remind yourself to breathe as you played with your bracelet. Then you were walked into the hotel and got into a private elevator with whoever was in the front seat. A manager probably. He was a bit shorter than you and had a kind smile. His muscles made his shirt quite tight.

After he knocked on the door, there was a short exchange before he left and told you to have fun. A few seconds later, Kihyun answered in a bathrobe and quickly pulled you in before locking the door behind him. He was glad to see you. The word “Hi.” barely got out of your mouth before he started to kiss it.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“You said you wanted the boyfriend experience and that kissing was ok. Or did I read it wrong?”

You put your arms up in front of you, “No. No. That’s what I said, but I didn’t think you’d actually… and so soon after I...hi.” You bowed to him and spoke formally.

“You’re my lover. Formal language isn’t needed.”

“Are...you sure?”

He nodded and tousled his pink hair, “100%. Take a look around. There’s a surprise for you in the bathroom. I hope it fits. I’ll be on the couch.”

The room was amazing and so large! Definitely a Lovers’ Suite. You went to the bathroom to see what he was talking about. He said that he hoped it fit. You had given them a clothing size a few sizes bigger because you liked big things. Hopefully whatever it was looked nice on your body. You smiled because you really wanted to impress Kihyun, and he seemed to have accepted his role right away. Even kissed you.

He wasn’t repulsed by you and you couldn’t help but grin. You saw a pile of red silk folded on the counter. As you lifted it up, you realized it was a pair of red pajamas. A top and pants that were the softest things you ever felt. So that’s why you were asked to bring a tank top. You put both of them on and then put on a white bathrobe over it.

Looking yourself in the mirror, you said, “Stop freaking out and enjoy this. You get to spend the day with Kihyun. Have fun.” You nodded and left the bathroom.

The boy with pink hair smiled at you, “Did it fit?”

“Y-Yeah. It did. Thank you.”

“That’s great! We gotta take some pictures throughout the day so that you can take them home, but we can do that after we eat. You came hungry, right?”

You smiled, “Yes! I mean, yea, I did...oppa?” You tried out the word on him to see how he would take it.

His grin got bigger, “That’s right. I’m your oppa, and I’m gonna order us some food. Anything you want, jagi.”

Even though you weren’t sure what you wanted, you could always go for a good pizza or something fried. Maybe some noodles. You wanted to apologize for your tastes being childish, but he said it was very cute of you and got on his phone to place the order. His smile was dazzling.

“Do you wanna watch a movie while we wait or while we eat? I wanna be the perfect boyfriend, so tell me what you want, and I’ll get it done.” He held your hands. “Don’t be nervous, alright?”

You nodded, “Ok. Um...I um. We don’t have to do it right now, but I really wanna watch The Princess Bride with you. I usually watch it alone on Valentine’s Day since I’m usually alone on...Valen...tine’s ...Day, but yeah.” You looked down and told yourself you sounded dumb.

He lifted your chin up and kissed your lips, “Sounds perfect. We can do that once the food is here. For now, I brought bubbles for us to blow off the balcony. It’s sunny out today, so I think it’d be fun. What do you think?”

“Sounds fun!” You said.

Kihyun took your hand and off to the private balcony where some bubble solution was set up. There was an automatic bubble blower that he turned on and then handed you a wand shaped like several hearts. Then he got one that was just a single heart and blew into it. This was a great way to break the ice because of the way the light danced off the iridescent spheres that bounced and floated in the air.

He took a picture of you as you blew bubbles off the edge. You turned to him and smiled genuinely for the first time. No nerves, just happy to be with him. Then you couldn’t help but blush, the heat in your cheeks rising and loss of eye contact. He touched your cheek.

The idol then took you back inside and had you take off your robe so that he could see you in the red silk pajamas. He did the same and then set up the camera on a tripod.

“Let me just put this on a timer, and then I’ll sit next to you. Ok?”

“Ok. Should I smile or?”

He looked at you, “Just act casual. Maybe a pout?”

You nodded and then did a casual pose, pulling one of your legs up to rest your elbow on while your head rested in the palm of your hand. The pout was playful, and your left hand was on the ground next to you. Kihyun sat on your left giving a goofy smile. Your hands were so close together. The nerves came back, so you pulled your hand into your lap. It made the pink haired idol lean over a bit towards you as the camera flashed.

After the flash, his head was on top of your hand...in your lap.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” You said. “I didn’t mean to--”

He just laughed, “You’re so cute, (Y/N).”

There was a knock at the front door, “Delivery!”

“One minute!” Kihyun stood and helped you up. “I’ll get the food. Start the movie, jagiya?”

You nodded, “Alright,” and he kissed your cheek.

As you made it to the couch, you put brought your robe with you but didn’t put it back on. You searched the streaming service that was pulled up, and found The Princess Bride. Then you sat and waited on the ornate couch after grabbing napkins and chopsticks. It was just so beautiful. There was no way in any hell that you’d be able to afford this place on your own. Was it too lame to be eating junk food in such an upscale hotel?

The smell of oily goodness reached your nose. Too late to get anything else now. Maybe dinner would be more sophisticated. Two large pizzas were set down onto the coffee table. Bags of takeout and soda were placed next to it. You helped him set everything up, and he said he wanted to take a picture with his phone of the spread.

“I rarely get to eat like this, so I wanna remember it.” He said and then poured you both champagne glasses full of carbonated sugar.

One pizza was round and had his favorite toppings on it while the other had cheese filled crust and your favorite toppings on it. This one was also shaped like a heart.

You chuckled, “That’s really cute, Kihyun oppa.”

“Glad you like it. Eat as much as you want.”

“Let’s dig in!”

The movie was just as good as you remembered. It felt better watching it when you weren’t alone with your face covered in 50% off chocolates and random takeout in your fuzzy pajamas. You were still in pajamas and eating takeout...however, it was with your Monsta X bias in silk and you were happy.

Kihyun seemed to enjoy the movie as well as his eyes were glued to the screen. He yawned and put his arm around you. Glancing at him, you could tell it wasn’t an accident. Boy was a dork, but he was a cute dork. You had love him as a fan before. But part of you believed yourself to be falling for him in this moment. You shook your head and chomped down another slice of pizza. There was no use falling for an idol. It’s not like you’d be a thing anyways.

This was just extra fanservice. You just happened to be the lucky fan.

“What’s an R...R.O.U.S.S?”

“Keep watching. You’ll find out.” You said.

He nodded and took a sip of his drink, nearly spitting it out when Westly got jumped by one of the Rodents of Unusual Size. You were spooked for a moment and then started to burst out laughing and even had to pause the video.

“What the fuck was that?” He giggled. “He just...it just...jumped. What?”

You couldn’t even reply because you were laughing so hard. It wasn’t until you saw Kihyun’s eyes on you and a small smile smirk on his lips that you settled down because he was just so cute! He kissed your cheek.

“Your laugh is so cute, but seriously. What was that?” He laughed. “Ok, ok. Let’s continue.”

Soon enough the movie was over. Kihyun then got one of the hotel maids to clean up your empty boxes and containers while he decided that he would sing to you.

“Song. Me? Why?” You asked. “I mean, it’s a dream come true because your voice is for the gods, but you really don’t have to.”

He pulled you along to the closet room where a stool was set up, “But oppa wants to.”

“Ok, Oppa~” You replied and sat on the stool.

He began to sing “Gold” by Hyomin, and boy did he sound beautiful. The way his voice was made, was blessed. Oof. You just felt like you were gonna cry. It felt as though he meant every word that he sang to you.

“How can love be like this? I’m always touched. You became a new light of my insecure life.” He smiled through you.

A bittersweet thought crossed your mind. Even if you did love him, he would never love you more than he loved to sing. For most people that would be a sad though, but it made you happy. You’d rather him sing and do what he loved for the rest of his life than ever be with anyone, even if it was you he was with. Gosh, you were being so silly.

Kihyun grabbed your hand, “You me so. You make me so my heart can, my heart can show. You make me, you make me Gold.” He kissed the back of it. “Happy Valentine’s Day, (Y/N).”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Kihyun-ie.”

The two of you went to the bedroom and he climbed under the covers and lifted them over his head, “Come on.”

You were frozen on the edge, part of you wanting to go but also sort of afraid that you wouldn’t be able to handle it.

“We’ll just cuddle and talk. You’ll be little spoon, ok, jagi?”

You nodded because you were nervous but excited and he reached his hand out towards you, helping you on. Then the two of you laid down face to face. He was so close. How many people had been this close to him before? You smiled with a chuckle.

“What’s with the laugh?”

“I just feel so lucky to spend the day with you. Thanks, Kihyun.”

He smiled, “You’re welcome. Any questions you wanna ask?”

“Is it ok?”

Kihyun nodded, so you asked him everything you had ever wondered. From certain concerts to his favorite memories. Embarrassing moments on stage. Things like that, things your inner fangirl wanted to know. Things you were curious about. He answered each of them with jokes and patience, seeming like he was really interested in your questions.

“One more question before we get ready for dinner, ok?”

“Ummm, are you having fun? I know this is just part of your job, like you had to do it because I picked you but are you having a good time too?” You didn’t wanna be the only one having the time of your life.

He chuckled, showing off his teeth, and smoothed your hair, “I am having lots of fun. The other guys are doing three different photo shoots today while I get to just be with you. You’re a good fan. You respect my boundaries and haven’t made me do anything uncomfortable. That was my worst fear when this thing started, but I’m glad it was you, (Y/N).” Kihyun kissed your forehead. “Jagiya.”

Then it was time for dinner. Fancy clothes time. You were taken to another room where you were given a very fancy baby pink dress to put on. It took you awhile to realize it was your size and that it was for you, so you went a good 3 minutes just staring at it.

“You can put it on.” The woman from earlier said. “I’ll be right out here if you need help.

Once the dress was on, you got help to zip it up and got a few sparkling pins put into your hair. Then you were taken through the hallways to the elevator. It headed to the top floor. You asked the woman what this was all about when you noticed the two bodyguards getting on with you. In reply, she smiled and said it was just a safety precaution. Then you remembered who he was.

Kihyun was an idol. Fangirls and stalkers of all types were always trying to get close to him to either take pictures of him or interact with him in some way. He was special. You were connected with him if only for a day, so you had to be protected too. For a few hours, it was just like you two were best friends or even a couple. And now it was back to reality.

You nervously rubbed your beaded sleeves until the elevator went ding! And the guards went out first. After a count of 30, it was all clear and you were allowed into a beautiful room. It was empty except a small band and a table with a golden candelabra in the middle of a table. Kihyun was scratcing his head in a beautiful suit when he looked up and saw you walking towards him.

The look on his face was of shock, so you asked, “How do I look, oppa?”

“You...you look breathtaking, (Y/N)...jagiya.” He laughed nervously and then cleared his throat.

Kihyun pulled out the chair for you to sit on. You sat and he pushed you in before sitting in his own chair. Two plates were put in front of you. It was some expensive looking sushi. What made it look expensive? The gold. Yep. the sushi was wrapped in gold.

“Can I eat this?” You said with wide eyes. “Like, I can actually eat this and like it’s edible. This is food that I’m allowed to actually put in my mouth, chew, and swallow?”

He laughed, “Of course it is, jagi.”

“You’re too kind, I could ne--”

Kihyun took a piece and held it up to your mouth, “Say ahhh~”

“Ahhh.” You said.

When the sushi was in your mouth, it burst with flavor. You couldn’t believe this! You were eating golden sushi. Actually, it seemed like all the food had golden flecks here and there. He said that it was because a person with a golden heart deserved a golden meal. Yoo Kihyun was a secret prince or something. There was no way he was just an idol.

The way he smiled was more charming than any human you’ve ever seen. It was so much fun eating with him. You were able to tell stories and he started asking you questions about your hometown and things of that nature. Did you have pets? Siblings? Something you’ve always wanted to do but never got the chance. Fears? Hopes? He was so interested in learning about you. It made your heart flutter a million times over.

Then desert came in the form of two golden chocolate balls. You tilted your head.

“Hands in your lap, please.” The waiter said after you took a quick photo of the glittering orb.

He poured some hot melted caramel toffee type of thing on top of the sphere and it melted down to reveal ice cream with raspberries on top. It looked so tasty, and you couldn’t wait to eat it. He did the same to Kihyun’s orb and then told you to two to dig in. It sparkled in the caramel.

Then when you did get to dig into the ice cream, it was delicious.

“Mmmmm!!!” You two said in unison.

“So good!” You praised the meal.

Kihyun smiled in your direction, “Not as sweet as you, jagiya~”

You laughed, “You’re beautiful inside and out, oppa.”

The tips of his ears and his cheeks started to get red, and he began to laugh nervously. Was he really getting embarrassed in front of you? He was really cute.

“I really like the way you call me oppa, (Y/N).”

You smiled and ate a berry, “This is the only time you’ll ever hear me saying it, so I guess I should say it more...oppa.”

He laughed and ate more. It was late after you changed back into your regular clothing, so Kihyun said he’d get a car to drive you home. There was also a gift bag with the pictures and pajamas in there.

“Thank you for such an amazing night, oppa.”

“Thank you for such an amazing day, jagiya.” He said and kissed your forehead.

Then you and the manager with two guards and the manager from earlier. He waved at you until the elevator doors closed.

#Monsta X #Yoo Kihyun #Kihyun x Reader #Reader x Kihyun #aesthetic #aesthetix #moodboard #Valentine's Day #Hotel Date

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buckyscrystalqueen · 5 years

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The Ring and The Cure: Part 9

Pairings: Crowley x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, angst, fluff

Word Count: 2,021

A/N: Repost to spread it out the way it should be.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8

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"Daddy, it's super special park day!" Candice yelled as she ran into your bedroom at nearly the crack of dawn. You and you husband groaned before your little angel clambered onto the bed and threw herself on Crowley.

"Oh fuckin..." He groaned. You yanked the blanket up to your chin to hide your lack of attire, reached over and whacked his arm as your daughter's face turned to a look of shock.

"Oooo! Mommy, daddy said a bad word!" She said and Crowley glared at her.

"Tattletale." He teased as he tickled her sides causing her to squeal and flail on the bed; sending limbs flying everywhere. He let her squirm for a minute before the two of them got silent for a moment.

"Don't do it." You said without even opening your eyes only seconds before your daughter attacked you with tickles while Crowley made sure the blanket didn't get pulled down. "Alright I'm up!" You squealed. The two of them laughed and you shook your head and looked at your not so little girl. "Happy Birthday, Candi Cane." Her face lit up with a giant smile and she looked at her dad expectantly.

"Is it your birthday? No, you had one last year you don't get one this year!" He said as he pulled himself up to lean against the head board and he put an extra pillow on his lap.

"Daddy! It's my birthday every year!" She whined and Crowley put his left arm across his body, rested his right elbow on his wrist and stroked his chin as if he was debating this new information.

"Well I suppose I will allow it." He smiled at her and pulled her onto his lap for a big hug. He looked over at you and smiled as his little princess squeezed him tight. "I love you. Merry Christmas." He mouthed and you returned the sentiment as you reached out and rubbed your hand on his thigh.

"Can we go to the park now?" Candice asked. You laughed and rolled out of bed to dart to the bathroom as Crowley distracted his daughter from noticing her naked mother dashing across the room. It only took a moment of convincing before Crowley got Candice to go get her new birthday dress on before he dipped into the bathroom behind you.

"We need to stop falling asleep naked no matter how good the sex is." You said as you tossed him his robe and he shrugged it on and stood behind you. He snaked his arms around your waist and untied your robe as he hummed.

"Honestly, I prefer this view." He cooed as he rested his head on your shoulder and held your robe open. You rolled your eyes and began to brush your teeth as his eyes wondered up and down your body.

"Take a picture; it'll last longer." You teased through a mouthful of toothpaste and his eyes found yours in the mirror.

"Why would I need a picture when I have the real thing?" He asked as he closed your robe for you and kissed your neck. You laughed and leaned your head against his.

"You're such a sap, baby." You teased and he bit you lightly before standing up.

"My apologies my Queen. I'll tone down the snappiness." He teased as he walked past and spanked you; causing you to squeal and spit toothpaste on your mirror.

"Oooo! Look what you did!" You taunted and he rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Not my fault." He said as he walked out to the room to get ready for the day. You sighed and rinsed you mouth out before following after him to find something Christmas-y for your first dysfunctional family holiday.

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"Are you sure you're ok with this darling?" Crowley asked as you finished packing presents in different bags; some to be taken to the bunker and others to be left at home for later for ‘Santa’ and you shrugged.

"What am I gunna do, say no? I mean... kinda put my own foot in my mouth in this situation. I'm doing this out of a courtesy over a real 'want' at this point." You shrugged and stood up. "Personally, I don't care if we spend time with them. Is it weird because I don't know them all that well? Yea, but that can change over time. Would I prefer not to... you know... share? Absolutely but again, that comes back on me. So to answer your question, yes and no but it is what it is and I will get used to it once I get to know them a little better."

"Trust me, darling, I wish we didn't have to either. Bear in mind we can change the terms if you need to..." You shook your head and grabbed the bags of birthday and Christmas presents that were going to the bunker.

"I couldn't do that now. I may not like it but I couldn't do that kind of damage to someone. I mean there is torture and then there is TORTURE and I just couldn't do that to them. I just couldn't." You said as you put the bag of stuff from ‘Santa’ on the side of your bed so Crowley could pop home while you were at the park to put them under the tree. He sighed and grabbed the other bag and headed out of the bedroom to find Candice.

“It is a lot more fun than you would expect it to be, darling.” He said casually over his shoulder and you shook your head.

“Yea, I leave the torturing to the demon King thanks. Candice, let’s go!” You didn’t have to wait two seconds before she came running out of her room in her red and white striped sweater dress, black leggings and black UGG boots and her candy cane striped park necklace already around her neck. You picked her up and gave her a kiss on the nose as Crowley transported you to the park by the bunker. The boys were already there waiting and the moment she saw her uncles, she shoved herself out of your arms and ran over to them to announce that it was her birthday.

“I think we may spoil her a bit.” Crowley said as the two of you walked over to Sam and Dean to say hello before Crowley took the gifts to the bunker quickly.

“Did you get any good presents from Santa?” Sam asked as he crouched down in front of your daughter. She laughed and shook her head.

“No silly! Santa has to go to Hell at NIGHTTIME on Christmas cause the chimney is too long. THAT’s why I celebrate my birfday in the MORNING.” She told him as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. You and Dean both laughed as Sam’s eyebrows shot to his hairline and he nodded; fighting to hold in his laughter. He recovered quickly and his eyebrows furrowed in the middle.

“Well, now I will have to add that to my research notes!” He told her as he tickled her sides. She squirmed away and dashed toward the playground with Sam and Dean right behind her and you smiled.

“I’m going to drop these off at the bunker, love.” Crowley told you. You looked over at him with a smile and gave him a chaste kiss.

“I love you.” He smiled and took a step toward you; pressing his chest against yours.

“Not as much as I love you, kitten.” He gave you another chaste kiss to silence any protests and disappeared before you could say anything else. You chuckled and turned toward the playground to try to get to know the Winchester brothers. You made it only two steps before two men in black suits appeared out of nowhere just off to the right of the playground. Panic flooded your body as the men stalked toward your daughter and the brothers but as soon as you tried to run, a pair of strong arms wrapped around you and lifted you off the ground.

“Sam!” You screeched as you yanked at the arms that were wrapped around your torso as best as you could. You watched Sam spin around just before he was thrown to the left side of the play area and Dean was thrown in the opposite direction. The sounds of your daughters panicked screams of your name ripped through your soul and you fought even harder to get to her when a saving grace idea came to you.

“Candice, your necklace; break the necklace like daddy taught you, baby!” You screamed only seconds before the man’s hand clamped over your mouth. Your daughter hesitated for a moment as she ducked under a slide to hide. She ripped the necklace off her neck with shaky hands, pulled the draw string open and dumped the contents out onto the mulch in front of her. Your heart lurched as the man that attacked Sam reached out to grab your precious baby girl and you screamed against the hand over your mouth. His fingers were only inches from your daughter’s arms when he suddenly froze and the man tossed you away from him in the same instant. You fell to the ground on your hands and knees and scrambled to your feet as the absolutely livid King of Hell leaned against the slide Candice was hiding under.

“Go ahead. I dare you to pick up my little girl.” He growled at the man who quickly pulled his hand back.

“My King… I didn’t… We thought… the Winchesters…” Crowley simply pinched his fingers together to silence the man before he threw him against a metal pole and it crushed with the impact.

“I don’t want to hear your bloody bullshit that is my child!” He roared as he stepped in between the demon and Candice. With a snap of his fingers, blood began to slowly trickle from the man’s eyes, ears nose and mouth. His face contorted into a look of pure agony and he let out a silenced scream. “Come here, baby girl.” Crowley soothed as he turned and reached for his daughter under the slide. She scrambled as fast as she could into his arms as sobs wracked her little body. He held her to him and held her face to his neck so she wouldn’t see the demon being tortured on the playground. He tried to sooth her as he walked the short distance between himself and you and passed her off to you while looking at the brothers.

“Boys, take them back. I have some morons to deal with.” You felt a hand fall softly on your lower back and even though you knew you were safe, you still jumped. You turned and looked at Sam’s slightly bloodied face. He smiled weakly and led you back to their Impala as Crowley snapped the other two demons to the middle of the play area. Once you were in the car and Dean had turned it over, the sounds of horrendous screams pierced the air and Dean turned the car’s radio on so Candice wouldn’t hear them.

You held your hysterical daughter as close as you possibly could as the two of you sat in the back seat, curled into each other as if your lives depended on it. You did your best to reassure your little girl that she was safe now and that daddy would take care of it but your voice shook with your own fear and you knew you probably didn’t sound convincing. Neither Winchester said a word until they got back to the bunker. Even at that point they were too shaken up at the idea of losing Candice they were only able to ask if you wanted to lay her down. They gestured you too one of the many bedrooms the bunker and you gave Dean a weak smile and a mouthed ‘thank you’ as he shut the door. The two MacLeod girls lay on the bed, holding each other close and cried themselves to sleep.

Part 10

#Crowley x Reader #The Ring & The Cure

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the-panda-writes · 5 years

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Southern Charm: Chapter 2

Shipping: Bucky Barnes x Southern!Reader

Summary: You have have a moment with Bucky, reliving memories of your great-great grandfather

Warnings: So much fluffy!!

A/N: Just reposting this...

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After you served that huge breakfast for the team, everyone started to warm up to you. Even though you’ve only been there a couple of days (you were settling in and unpacking), everyone seemed to always have a smile on their face. Hell, even Bucky smiled when you were around.

You and Wanda started to become fast friends soon after you met; the others thought it would be good for her to have someone close to her age and can sympathize with her on some things.

Pietro on the other hand would not stop flirting with you; but you were completely oblivious to what he was doing, just trying to focus on other things as well.

Such as the fact that you were starting to grow a crush on Bucky.

This crush started when you were finishing up unpacking; Wanda was helping by unpacking some of your family photos, asking you questions about them.

“Yea, it was tough growing up in a house full o’ boys.” You tell her as you unpacked some of your stuffed plushies of (your favorite animal) and placed them on your bed.

“Which iz which in your family?” Wanda asks, holding up the photo. You grab the photo and begin to point out your family members.

“The tallest one is Bubba (he’s the eldest), the one on his right is Andrew, on his right is Harley and on Bubba’s left is Jack. That’s me right there.” You say pointing to you. “Beside me is my Pa and on the other side of the picture is mah Mom.” You say pointing them out as well.

“Why iz your eldest brother called ‘Bubba?’” Wanda asks, chuckling a little.

“His real name is Robert. The second eldest, Harley, when he was a baby and starting to talk, he couldn’t say his full name. From what I’ve heard, he tried, but he could only say ‘Bubba’ and it kinda stuck.” You tell her, giggling. You go sit the picture frame on your dresser, beside the mirror, putting (your favorite animal) mini-statue beside it.

You continue to unpack when you come across a striped sweater. It belonged to your great-great grandfather. You smiled at the memory because he gave it to you when you were little. You couldn’t stop stealing it from his dresser to put it on and he ended up giving it to you. He told you “it would always warm you up on the coldest of winters.”

“Hey Wanda. you can go now, this is tha last box and I’d rather unpack it mahself.” You say to her through a sad smile.

“Okay. Just call for me if you need anything else.” Wanda says, understanding why you wanted to unpack the last box.

After slipping on the striped sweater, you look over to the small vanity your mother gave you; you decided to make a small shrine for your great-great grandfather. You pull out everything he once had, little mementos from the war: beer and shot glass from when he was in London, shotgun casing, lighter for his cigars, etc. You pull out the photograph of him when he was younger and place it against the mirror, putting small candles on each side of it and lighting it with the lighter.

The last thing you pulled out was a hat box; when you opened it, a bolero hat was inside. You smile again at the memory of your Grandpa Dum Dum placing it on your head as a child, having it cover your eyes so you couldn’t see.

You go to stand in front of your dresser/mirror and place the bolero hat on your head.

“Jesus, you do look like Dum Dum.” A voice said from behind you, screaming a bit and scaring the living daylights outta you.

You turn around, seeing Bucky; you calm down a bit, placing your hand over your heart, trying to catch your breath.

“Jeezus, Bucky! Don’t sneak up on a girl like that! You made me more nervous than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs!” You yell, putting your hands on your hips.

“A what? What did you just say?” Bucky asks, laughing a bit.

Realizing what you just said, you laugh a bit too. “What I mean is that you made me jumpy.” You say after you little laughing fit.

After you both calmed down, you take off the hat and place it on your vanity, making sure it didn’t catch fire.

“I remember that hat.” Bucky says, coming up to see the small shrine you made. “Is that a replica of the one from the Smithsonian?”

“You’ve been to the Smithsonian?” You ask, a bit surprised.

“Yea, there’s a Captain America exhibit and it features the Commandos. The hat was on one of the display mannequins.” Bucky says with a small smile.

“Well, if you were able to take a closer look, you could tell that the hat there was actually the replica.” You say to him. “We let the Smithsonian borrow this hat to make a replica of this for the display. It’s been in our family after Grandpa Dum Dum passed away.”

“And the sweater?”

“He had half a dozen of the same sweater, so we donated one to the exhibit.” You tell him smiling.

“He was a good man.” Bucky says, smiling at the memories. “Did he ever talk about me? About the rest of the commandos?”

“Oh yeah!” You say to him, going to sit on the small stool that came with the vanity. “He told us a lot of stories about you guys! Mah brothers and I used to dress up as the Commandos for Halloween errry year.”

“Really? Who did you dress up as?”

You cocked an eyebrow teasingly; you gestured your arms over your sweater. “Pretty obvious, amiright?”

“Of course.” Bucky said, laughing at his own question.

After a small moment of silence, there was a bit of tension in the air. You decided to speak up. “Ya’know, Grandpa Dum Dum actually found out what happened to you.” You say to him as you scratch your forehead with your fingers.

That made Bucky tense up. He was trying to figure out how to ask you, but you just told him you already knew.

You get up and go over to him, gesturing him to sit on the bed. “Just so you know, he always knew that you were good. He knew that you were being forced to do all those horrible things.” You say to him, placing a hand on his shoulder for comfort.

“Thank you, that really means a lot.” Bucky said, rubbing his hands together nervously.

You catch that and smile sympathetically. “Lemme see yer hands.”

“What?” Bucky asks, shocked.

“Lemme see yer hands. I won’t do anything, I promise.”

Bucky is confused at first, but he shows you his hands, palms up. You place your hands in his, making him stiffen. Your hands were so soft.

“Aha! Ah knew it!” You exclaim as you rubbed your thumbs in his palms, making him even more confused.

“Know what?”

“Rough hands.” You say to him kindly. He just stares at you confused. “My Mama always told me that ‘anyone with the roughest of hands are always carried by the kindest of people.’ It shows that you’ve worked hard to where you are now.”

“Your mother is a wise woman.” Bucky says, smiling.

You look at him as he smiles; his smile can bring light on the darkest day and he knew it too. “You should smile more, you have a nice smile.”

Bucky blushes at the compliment, turning away to hide it. You just giggle at his coyness; standing up, you exit your bedroom, calling him to follow because it was almost dinner and she needed help cooking.

He just smiles and follows you to make dinner.

#my writing #writing #fanfiction writing #writers on tumblr #bucky barnes x reader #reader insert #bucky barnes smut #future smut #bucky barnes #the winter soldier #white wolf #the winter soldier x reader #white wolf x reader #bucky barnes x southern!reader #southern charm

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strangely-amusing · 6 years

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Oppa

Characters : Jaehyun x You

WordCount : 4,886

Genre : Romance, Teacher!Jaehyun

Note : Crappy title, i know. But i can’t think of any other words. Anyway, this is a repost bcs back then i made this into 2 parts (idk why)

You looked at your reflection in the mirror and smiled. Your hair had grown a lot longer and you were very happy about it. You fixed your bangs one more time, and grabbed your bag. You turned off the lamp and left your room, walking downstairs happily. At the dining table, your parents and brother were already waiting for you, quietly munching on their toast.

“Good morning!” You chirped happily, taking a seat next to your brother. They all looked up and took a few seconds, deciding whether they like your new hair or not. Your mom smiled sweetly and bopped your nose. “You look stunning, dear”

“Aw thank-“

“Yes, you look stunning, you look gorgeous. But way too pretty for school. What if you get hit on??” Your brother exclaimed, cutting you off.

“Agreed.” Your dad shortly added, sipping on his tea.

You rolled your eyes and grabbed a toast. “Come on now, You get hit on all the time. Its not like i would date everyone who hit on me.”

He looked at you weirdly. “Now you can’t blame me for my good looks. You can blame them.” He said, eyeing your parents. “And also, i can’t protect you from those nasty fuckboys.”

“Language, Taeyong.” Your mom glanced at him. She then grinned. “you should thank me and your father for your good looks. People spend a lot of money to get a nose like yours, Taeyong.”

Taeyong sighed. “Still, what if she attracts the wrong kind of people? I don’t want my lil sister getting hurt.”

You munched on your toast and smiled at him. “Don’t worry, I will tell you everything!”

Your dad looked up and squinted his eyes. “by everything you mean, um, i dont know, everyone?”

You nodded, finisihing your toast. “Everyone. Friends, Best friends, Crush, Boyfriend, if i have one. I’m only gonna tell Taeyong though.”

“Come on now.” Your dad groaned while Taeyong grinned, giving you two thumbs up. Your dad glared at Taeyong and gave him a frown. “I expect you to tell me everything.”

Taeyong smiled and shook his head. “Nope.”

In which you cheered and gave him a hi-5. Your dad’s face fell and his jaw dropped. He then glanced at your mom, hoping for her support. Without looking up from her breakfast, she shortly said, “Darling, they are young and you should let them be free.”

“That’s exactly why! They’re young and dumb!” Your dad said, frowning. You and Taeyong looked at him, dramatically gasping. “Dad!!!”

“Taeyong is turning 24 this year, And he graduated from the best university in this country and he just got a job at one of the best company out there, and y/n is turning 21 in a few months, also in the best university in this country. So what’s your point?” Your mom deadpanned, looking at him with her eyebrow furrowed. You and Taeyong grinned widely, giving two thumbs up for your mom.

Your dad frowned, unable to argue. ”…….Fine.”

You and Taeyong grinned at each other. Your dad frowned and continued to eat, mumbling about how both of you were “too young” for everything.

Your mom chuckled and got up to give him a kiss on his cheeks. “They’re not children anymore, They’re old enough to make their own decisions.” She said softly.

Your dad sighed, glancing at you and taeyong. “I guess you’re right. But still, you two have to tell me about your current boyfriend and girlfriend, alright?”

“Sir yes sir!” You chirped, doing a salute. Taeyong laughed yet he copied your moves. Your parents chuckled, shaking their heads. Your mom gathered the dirty plates and put them in the dishwasher. “y/n you should get going, your class starts at 10 right?”

You glanced at the clock and nodded at Taeyong. “Come on!”

Taeyong got up from his seat and grabbed his keys. “You know, i always drive you to college And yet you never give me anything in return.”

You put on your shoes and looked at him. “I bake you cakes.”

“I know, but can you maybe, uh i dont know, give your brother a hug or something?” He said, giving you big puppy eyes. You chuckled and stood up. “What is wrong with you today?”

You tiptoed and hugged him tight. “There. Now lets go, I’m gonna be late.”

Taeyong grinned and pulled you outside. “Lets go! Mom! Dad! We’re leaving!”

“Be careful! Don’t speed up!”

Was the last thing you heard before getting in the car.

♡

The ride was mostly silent, mainly because of Taeyong was focused on the road and didn’t want any distractions. You were excited to see your friends. You haven’t gotten the chance to spend your holiday with them as you were busy with yourself the past month. You were trying to lose some weight, to make your skin smooth, to make yourself happy. You weren’t overweight before, but you were definitely not slim either. Your skin wasn’t dry or oily, but you used to have acnes here and there. You were very happy and satisfied with yourself for being able to do things that would make yourself confident.

Now that college has started, You were excited to see what your friends’ reaction about your physical changes. You were also excited to see his reaction.

You walked slowly in the midst of the crowd, being careful not to drop anything or bump into someone. Some people greeted you, some even tried to flirt, and you replied them politely, only thinking about a certain male. You successfully walked past the crowd, and went straight to your class. The class was empty, except for Hani, your bestfriend, sitting in the back of the class. She looked up and her eyes shone. “y/n!”

You gave her a wide smile and walked up to her seat. She immediately stood up and hugged you tight. “I miss you!!!”

You chuckled, feeling a tiny bit embarrassed because people are starting to enter the class. “I miss you too!”

She then let go and looked at you, from your head to your toe and then back to your head. “you gotta tell me what the heck did you do because you look drop dead gorgeous��

“Actually I-“

“I mean you look hot before but now you’re like, so freaking hot??” Hani cut you off, shamelessly checking you out.

You chuckled, blushing a little bit because she was being too loud. “yea i’ve been working on it the past month.

She smirked and then whispered. “I can’t wait to see his reaction.”

You blushed, a certain male popped into your head. “I’m scared though. What if he thinks i’m ugly??or if my bangs are weird?”

Hani looked at you weirdly for a few seconds before hitting your head lightly. “Have you seen yourself? You look gorgeous. You’ve got to change that mind set. Be confident”

You rolled your eyes, but she was right. You have to be confident. “Kay, im gonna sit in the front. you coming?”

She shook his head. “Nope. I’m planning to take a nap.”

You chuckled at her response, and then walked to the front of the class. You chose the chair that was the nearest to the teacher’s desk. It was your unassigned assigned seat. You sat down and put your bag down, only pulling out your notebook and a black pen.

You patiently waited, seeing students started to fill up the class. By the time the clocks struck at 9.50, the class was already full. You watched the door as your heart started to beat faster, expecting a certain someone to walk in.

At exactly 10 AM, The person you were waiting for finally walked in. He was wearing a white button down shirt and black skinny jeans. His usual curly brown hair was now gone, replaced by a short jet black hair. He was gorgeous.

“Good morning class!” His deep smooth voice immediately rang through your ears. You can hear the students replying his greetings, but you stayed silent, eyes glued to the figure in front of you. You failed to notice the way he furrowed his eyebrow at you.

“Good morning, y/n. Cat got your tongue?” He chuckled, grinning at you. You immediately snapped out of your thoughts, and blushed. “Good morning, Mr. Jung”

He chuckled and whispered not so quietly. “Its Jaehyun oppa for you.”

The class started to cheer, some people cooed. You were blushing so hard that you were sure you looked like a boiled crab. Jaehyun saw your blushing face and laughed. “I was just kidding, y/n. Your face is so red right now.”

You nodded, still unable to control your blushing. Jaehyun then chuckled some more. He then bent down to your level and whispered, quietly this time, “I’m sorry, y/n. But you look so cute that i cant help it.”

You looked up at him, surprised. His face seems a bit different from usual, his cheeks seemed a bit pink. He quickly turned his expression back to a straight one, cheeks no longer pink. He then stood back up and went to his desk.

“Now that you’re all smiling, i can begin the lecture much easier.” He said, grinning widely. There were still some groans, but you could hardly hear it. You were so confused by what he had said. He really thinks i’m cute? Or was it another joke to make the situation better? But i swear i can see him blushing? Or was it only my imagination?

You quickly snapped out of your thoughts as he began the lecture, His deep voice always getting your attention. Mr. Jung Jaehyun was one of the youngest lecturer at the age of 24, only 2 years older than you. And he was one of the hottest too. He was friendly and easygoing, and almost everyone fall for him. Including you. You knew it wasn’t the brightest idea to fall in love with your lecturer, but you just can't resist his angelic smile.

Hours went by, without you know it, the class was coming to an end. By the time he glanced at his watch, you couldn’t help but to feel disappointed.

“Okay, that’s it for today. I’ll see you guys on Friday. Remember to complete and bring the worksheet okay?”

“Okay Mr. Jung.” The class automatically replied. They started to pack up their bags, some already left the class. You had no class after this, so you took your time and packed up your things slowly. Hani walked to your seat, only to give you a wink and a knowing smirk, and then left. By the time you were done, the class was already empty. Except for you, and ofcourse, Mr. Jung Jaehyun.

You weren’t planning to make any moves today, what happened this morning was enough for you. You had been quiet the whole time he was giving lectures, which was unusual for you. You usually raise your hand a couple of times, mainly because of you actually want to ask, or just trying to get his attention. Today, however, was different. He jokes around a lot, but never these kind of jokes. And yes, although he had been so soft and caring towards you, It wasn’t usual for him to casually make that kind of joke towards his students. Especially you. He usually starts the class with a simple greeting and a sweet smile, and that’s it. You were thinking about it the whole time he was giving his lectures. Was it because of your new looks? Was your hair odd or something?

Your train of thoughts disappeared as someone ruffled your hair. You quickly looked up, only to meet the most beautiful pair of eyes gazing back at you.

“Hey, I’m sorry about this morning. You were quiet and a little bit pale so I thought you were nervous.” Jaehyun said apologetically, his lips pressed into a thin line. You could smell his cologne, and it was enticing. You realized he was still waiting for your answer so you pinched your thigh so you can stop daydreaming about the same man that was standing right in front of you.

“O-Oh, its alright, Mr. Jung. You’re not wrong, I was a little bit nervous this morning. Thanks for noticing, though.” You said quietly, giving him a small smile. He gave you a worried look and crouched down to match your eye level. He tilted his head to get a better look of your face. “But why? You have been in my class for the past 3 years, and your grades were great.There’s nothing to worry about.”

You bit your lips and looked down, unsure what to say. You were trying your best not to blush, by thinking it was Taeyong in front of you, instead of him. It worked, though. “Um, I think its because of today is the first day of college after holiday? And also, its my last year here..”

You mentally slapped yourself for that lame excuse. But it seemed like it works. Jaehyun nodded, and stood up. You were a little bit disappointed because now that he was standing, it means that the conversation was going to end.

“Okay, I guess you’re right. I was a bit nervous today too, you know? So you’re not the only one.” He chuckled, walking back to his desk. You stared at him weirdly. “But why?”

“Because I have finally gathered all my courage to make a move on the girl of my dream this year.” He said, smiling widely as he gathers his things. His smile was so bright, that it broke your heart. It made you sad to know that there was someone out there that made him smile so bright. And that ‘someone’ wasn’t you.

You felt a pang in your heart as you tried to smile with him. “Really? That’s great, Mr. Jung.”

It sounded so small and pathetic, but that was the best that you can do. Jaehyun immediately looked up at the tone you were using, his eyes wide at the sight of the tears that were threatening to fall down anytime.

You know that he can practically see your red eyes, tears pooling in the corner of your eyes, but there was nothing you can do. You wanted to leave the room as soon as possible, as you weren’t able to hold it any longer.

“y/n, I didn’t-“

“I’m sorry Mr. Jung, but my brother is waiting for me outside. See you on Friday.” You quickly said, rushing out of the class before he can even reply. Taeyong didn’t pick you up, you lied. You didn’t look back, and went straight outside.

By the time you arrived at the bus stop, tears were already streaming down your face. You grabbed a pack of tissue from your pocket and carefully dabbed your eyes with it.

The girl of his dream… is it another teacher? Of course it is. Who? Is it Ms. Lee? She’s young and pretty…Or maybe its Ms. Park? Hani said she once saw them in a coffee shop together…

You quickly snapped out of your thought as the bus you were waiting for finally arrived. You got on the bus and sat in the back of the bus. As you got closer to your home, you realized that you couldn’t go home like this. Taeyong will freak out if he sees you like this.

You got off the bus, thinking where you should go.

Maybe walking a bit slower than usual will do the trick.

After walking 15 minutes from the bus stop, you sighed. Walking slowly would only get you to think about what happened today. And you have always hated slow walking.

With that, you continued to walk in a rather fast pace and arrived at your home in less than 10 minutes. You saw Taeyong’s car parked in front of the house, gulping slightly. Its 2 PM, why is he home already?

You took a mirror from your bag and checked your appearance. Your eyes were still a little bit puffy, but there were no tears. That’s good enough for now.

Taking a deep breath, You slowly entered the house. No signs of Taeyong. “Thank god…”

“Thank god for what??”

You squealed In surprise, clutching your heart as you turn around to face Taeyong. He was looking at you weirdly, his eyebrow furrowed.

“Um… thank god it wasn’t hot outside?” You quietly answered, hoping that he’ll let it go. He did, and left to the kitchen without another word. You sighed in relief, and went upstairs.

You entered your room and locked the door. You put your bag on the floor and changed into more comfortable clothing, sighing in relief as you finally take off that skinny jeans. Plopping down onto the bed, you let your mind wanders.

You unconsciously smiled as you remembered Jaehyun’s compliment this morning, wanting nothing more than to hear it over and over again. But the tears started to come back as you recalled his smile when he thought about his “dream girl”.

How can i not know this before?

It had been 2 years since you started to have these feelings for him, 2 years since you started to have late night thoughts about him. you had been searching facts about him, his birthday, his favourite song, his hobby. Obviously, you didn’t do enough research because until this day, you still haven’t found out about his status. He wasn’t married, but you didn’t know if he had a girlfriend.

Taeyong is going to turn 24… and yet he is still single…Jaehyun is the same age as Taeyong, so maybe he is still single too?

You sighed as you realized that it was a dumb assumption. the tears kept falling down, so you closed your eyes, hoping that when you wake up, none of these things had happened.

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It had been days after the incident, and without you know it, it was already Friday. You haven’t gotten much sleep, your mind refused to stop thinking about that incident. You haven’t eaten a proper meal too since that day, only eating ramyeon every night.

Your class started at 3 PM, so you don’t have to wake up early and pretend to be happy and excited in front of your family like how you did for these past 3 days. The house was empty the moment you came out of your room, no signs of your parents, no signs of Taeyong either. You eyed the sandwich that your mom made for you. You didn’t feel like eating, so you put the sandwich in the fridge for later.

You sighed, not wanting to meet Jaehyun and his stupid smile. Yes, for the past 3 days you have met him several times, but all those times consist of Jaehyun trying to talk to you, and you running away. It was stupid because you were still going to meet him anyway. This was your last year, you can’t just miss all of his class and still hope you’ll get a good gpa. You thought about him all the time after that incident, and decided that he was not worth your precious time. You should be spending your last year in college studying, and going out occasionally with your friend.

You arrived only a minute before 3 PM, and immediately took a seat in the back of the class, next to Hani. She looked at your eyebags, and then your small wrists. “Are you okay? You look like youre about to faint anytime now.”

You nodded, pulling out your book and your pen. “I’m fine. I guess this is what heartbreak looks like.”

She was about to say something but his voice cut her off.

“Good morning class!” He greeted loudly, walking towards his desk. His hair looked a little bit messy, and there was something off about him. Nonetheless, he still had a smile on his face, although it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Good morning Mr. Jung” the students replied just as loud. You looked down, trying to hide your face so he won’t notice you. You could feel his gaze on you, but you ignored him as you pretended to write something on your notebook.

“I really hope that you all have done your work, because i’m going to collect those in a minute.” He said, not a single emotion on his face. You tried to peek and you regretted doing exactly that in an instant.

He was looking at you with the softest gaze you have ever seen, his beautiful dark brown orbs glistened under the sun’s bright light.

Even though the eye contact only lasted for a few seconds, it almost felt like he read you. You broke the eye contact first, feeling like you would burst in tears if you keep staring.

Jaehyun then started to collect the worksheets, one by one. It made you nervous, because you will have to face him. As he got closer, the more nervous you became. You were not sure what made you nervous. Maybe because you were scared you would do something stupid, Or maybe you were just not strong enough to see his face.

A figure stopped in front of your desk, and you already knew who it was. You shakily gave him your worksheet, refusing to look at his face. He accepted it and left without a word, to your surprise. You sighed, both in relief and disappointment.

You felt your Hani’s concerned gaze on you. “y/n, are you sure you’re okay? You look so pale.”

You turned to her and gave her a weak smile. “I mean, i only eat ramyeon for the past few days but im fine i guess.”

Hani’s eyes widened and she immediately grabbed your shoulder. “Oh my god, why? Are you okay right now? How do you feel? How about your stomach?”

Her voice was loud, so loud that it immediately captured Jaehyun’s attention. He glanced at the two of you, looking concerned. But you looked the other way, hoping that he’ll let it go. He did, thankfully.

You glanced at Hani and gave her yet another small smile, signalling that youre okay. Hani looked concerned, but she nodded and stayed quiet. Jaehyun then went back to his desk and began the lecture.

The whole time he was standing in front of the class, you felt nauseous. Maybe its because of all those ramyeon, or maybe its because of the negative thoughts that you’ve been having these past days, or maybe its because of him? Whichever it was, it got worse and worse as the hours went by. By the time Jaehyun ended his lecture, you can no longer see clearly. Everything was blurry, and spinning. You tried to reach out to Hani, but you can feel your body fell before you can even touch her. Hani’s scream was the last thing you hear before it all went dark.

“y/n, I’m so sorry”

Huh?

You groaned softly as you opened your eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the light. White sheets, white walls, white circular lamp? This is not my room….

You sat up slowly, looking around the room. No one was there but you, sitting on a bed, looking clueless. “I thought i hear someone…”

You shrugged and paid attention to the room, now that your vision got clear. You finally recognized the room and realized that you were in the nursing room.

“Oh great, i’m still here.” You sighed.

Your head still hurts, but you tried to stand up. Mainly because it was already dark, as you can see from the window across the room. Nursing room sure is scary when night comes.

You found your backpack and all your belongings on a chair besides the door. You tried to pack all your things quickly, uncomfortable with the atmosphere. You almost got a heart attack when the door swung open.

It was Jaehyun.

His eyes widened as he saw you on your knees, trying to pack your bags. He quickly pulled you up on your feet and guided you back to the bed. “y/n, what are you doing? You need to rest!”

You stayed quiet, unable to think, unable to process anything. You decided to answer him with the most logical answer, with the smallest voice. “But its already dark…..”

He sighed, and sat beside you. “I’m sorry, okay. I’m really sorry. Are you okay? Do you want to go home now?”

You nodded, trying not to show any emotions. “yes, i want to go home now.”

Jaehyun sighed and looked at your eyes. “we need to talk, you know that right?”

You looked back at him, taking a shaky breath before answering him. “Yes, i think i need to know what happened after i fainted?”

“Thats not what i meant, but okay…” Jaehyun sighed, eyes looking down at his knees. “I brought you here. Hani insisted to stay but i told her to go home, i told her that im going to wait until you wake up, because i know this is my fault.”

You nodded, looking away. It was quiet for a few seconds, none of you know what to say.

“y/n we really need to-“

“I need to go home.” You quickly cut him off, standing up to pick up your bags. Jaehyun immediately stood up too, grabbing your bags before you can. “I’ll take you home.”

“I can go home by myself.” You answered stubbornly, trying to take your bags from his hands. Jaehyun then looked at you straight in the eye.

“No.”

With that, he grabbed all your belongings and also his, and opened the door for you. You wanted to argue, but you were too weak so you decided to just agree with him. He then followed outside and closed the door behind him. You let him guide the way to his car.

When you approached his car, he immediately opened the door for you. Having no choice but to give in, you gave in and sat in defeat. He put the seatbelt and put your bag on the back seat. He then entered the car and set his seatbelt.

It was silent.

The whole ride was silent.

You haven’t even told him your address, but he didn't ask anything. You got a little bit scared, because at first it didn't seem like he was taking you home. But after seeing the familiar bus stops that you usually see on your way home, you sighed in relief.

The atmosphere was awkward, but it was better than having to talk casually, cause you both know it is not the time to do so.

“y/n?….” He called you softly.

You answered without looking at him. “Yes, Mr. Jung?”

He sighed when he heard your reply, But he decided to let it go. “Can i ask you something?”

You can practically feel your heart thumping loudly, hands started to sweat. “Um, yeah sure. Whatever.”

“Why did you cry?….” He asked softly, eyes still focused on the road. You bit your lips, unsure what to answer. “I cried because it hurts.”

Jaehyun glanced at you, concerned. “What hurts?”

My heart.

“My legs. I fell down the stairs that morning.” You knew it was a lame excuse, But your mind was a mess because of the soft tone that he was using.

Jaehyun was taken aback with your reply. He stayed silent for a few minutes, before nodding and letting out a small “oh”. After that, it was dead silence. He didn’t even try to initiate a conversation or anything. From the corner of your eye, You can see that his soft gaze turned into a sad, disappointed one. But you tried to let it go,because you didn’t want to get your hopes up.

When you arrived at your home, Jaehyun killed the engine and quickly opened the door for you. You managed to say a small thank you and proceed to walk as fast as you can to the front door. Jaehyun stood by his car, unable to do anything as you hurriedly walked to your home. You stopped in front of your door, and looked back. Jaehyun was standing there, looking at you with a sad gaze and a small, forced smile.

Its gonna be now or never.

“Mr. Jung?”

You called out weakly, slowly turning to face him.

“Yes, y/n?” He answered, and this was the first time that his voice sounds weak.

“I Lied.”

“……about what?” He furrowed his eyebrow, confusion written all over his face.

“I cried because i love you.”

His eyes widened as he heard your words. He remained in his place, mouth gaping as if he wants to say something but can’t.

You chuckled bitterly. “It’s okay, Mr. Jung. I know that i have no chance. I just think that letting it all out after holding it in for 2 years would make me feel better. Good luck on your moves, Mr. Jung.”

With that, you quickly turned your body around, trying to open the door as soon as possible. Your movements were stopped by a single hand holding onto your arm.

Jaehyun quickly turned your body around and looked straight into your already glistening eyes.

“Mr. Jung, what are-“

Your words were cut off by a pair of soft lips landing smoothly on top of yours. He was holding the side of your face gently, his other hand holding your waist. You were too struck in the moment that you were unable to move. Why is he kissing me? What about his dream girl?

When he pulled back, you were standing there with your mouth agape. So many things going on right now, So many thoughts in your head. Without even realizing, tear drops have already stained your cheeks.

“Mr. Jung why did-“

With a soft smile, he wiped your tears.

“I told you before, its Jaehyun oppa for you.”

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