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feverista-11 · 1 year

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first date with caitlyn (piltover!reader)

i adore her sm jwjsjsjwjws

this song reminds me of her so much you don’t even understand

to say that caitlyn was nervous as hell to ask you out would be an understatement

a huge understatement

she was in and out of herself for weeks before it actually

cared enough to ask ALL of your friends for your 3 favorite flowers

usually sneaked out of her posts just to see you take a walk in your breaks

you two do see each other regularly, she usually takes you on “hangouts” at the local cafe

literal dates disguised as casual hangouts within friends

back to the date tho

spent hours deciding how to please you with the setup

decided to take you to piltover’s finest restaurant

was determined in making it perfect for you

and so she did

the day before,she got off her shift early just to meet you as you ended your noon classes

“cait, it’s so rare seeing you here! you don’t usually come around” “oh, right, the weather’s just nice to talk a walk, isn’t it?” “sure it is… is something up? you seem, weird” “right! I just wanted to ask you a little question actually” “yeah, sure, what’s up?” “I was just wondering if uh… you’d like to have dinner with me, just us two.. tomorrow?” “you mean like a date?” “No I- yeah.. a date I guess, I mean if you wouldn’t want that it’s o-” “I’d love to go on a date with you cait, don’t worry” “really?! Well then! I’ll come pick you up tomorrow at… 7, does that sound alright?” “It’s perfect, I can’t wait to see how you’ll charm me, kiramman”

and as punctual as she can be, she’s at your doorstep at 6:59pm, ringing your doorbell

you hurriedly put on your heels as you opened the door

the look on her face was just hilarious

she was taken aback on how breathtaking you looked

but composed herself and smiled at you

taking your hand in hers, leading you to the car (with a chauffeur cause my love here is yet to learn how to drive😭)

when you got to the restaurant, she got out first and offered you her hand, while she got a very well hidden bouquet with what were your favorite flowers

“cait?! how’d you know???” “well, I did quite a lot of digging hehe” “this is beautiful… you sure got the charm, kiramman”

you walked up the steps with your hand in hers

then she led you to the beautiful private table she’d prepared for you two

you sat across from her, sharing ever so gentle strokes of the hand, or loving glances every now and then

she’d order your favorite wine beforehand, so it’d be cold by when you arrived

you both ate, conversed for about an hour about sweet nothings with few most casual brushes of her bare leg against yours

“and how have your classes been lately? have you gone by easily?” “actually yes, I hope I’ll be able to finish the year early to get working as soon as possible” “what would your job of interest be then?” “well I was thinking in becoming a lawyer like my mother, I mean, these 4 years of law school haven’t been all for nothing” “you know, i really find it fascinating how you’re so smart yet so charming all at once” “well, it’s not for no reason that I managed to get caitlyn kiramman oh so wrapped around my finger” “sure thing..”

her attempt at making you fold failing once again, as she was left a giddy, blushing mess

after a while of her goofing around with the asparagus that you didn’t eat, it was time to go home

you walked back to the car with your arm locked with hers while laughing about stupid anecdotes

as the driver took the turn for your house, you noticed a road block, well shit

caitlyn looked at you expectantly, almost saying the words with her eyes

“wanna come over?” “well there are not much options are they” you chuckled lightheartedly as the taller girl yawned lazily

when you arrived at the kiramman manor, you had quite a hard time shaking the now asleep caitlyn off your shoulder

she sneakily unlocked the door, but was met with a very worried cassandra and tobias

but once they figured the whole situation out, they were very pleased

you’d met them before, with your mom helping them on a few occasions

they absolutely adored you, to Caitlyn’s relief

the night was short lived, both of you falling asleep rather quickly

you slept on a pair of pajamas she’d lend you

and you shared a bed, quite far from each other yet still hearing each other’s breathing

you woke up to a sight to see

Caitlyn curled up with her head on your chest and her hand locked with yours

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talesofesther · 2 years

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Vi and Cait + Height difference

#yes Cait is taller and it's adorable #arcane #arcaneedit #vi and caitlyn #vi arcane #caitlyn arcane #loledit #netflixedit #animationedit #animationsource #vi #caitlyn kiramman #piltover's finest #league of legends #my gif #gif #caitlyn x vi

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nijuuuu · 5 years

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Fire Hazard

As y’all could apparently tell, a certain fic author has inspired me to write some gay. So here’s some fluffy gay.

Original fic for @fictober-event.

Prompt 19: “Yes, I admit it, you were right.”

Rating: T+

Title: Fire Hazard

Warnings: Alcohol mentions, light harassment

AO3 mirror here.

Sophie moved like a skillful calligrapher’s brush, leaving behind deliberate, knowing strokes with every footstep. When she got close enough, the scent of freshly brewed lattes drifted through the air, and when the sun was shining, you could see pretty auburn dots run along the nape of her neck. Even her dorky glasses paired absurdly well with the gently cresting waves of her umber hair.

Sophie was beauty. Sophie was grace.

And Sophie was irritatingly straight.

“Why don’t you take a picture, paintcan? It’d last longer,” she smirked, shimmying into her usual chair.

Cait glared and stuck her tongue out. “Tough luck. I’m stuck with you until the lease runs out. And… I was staring at your shirt. You have a rough night?”

Sophie tilted her head to the side and absentmindedly ran two slender fingers over one of the holes in her shirt, revealing just a little more of her smooth, pale skin. “Hmm, I seem to recall you having a rough night yourself a while back. Or, more accurately, waking up next to one.”

“She was a mistake. A drunken, mistake, you overpaid coffee machine, and that was three months ago.” Cait avoided her roommate’s gaze by lifting her mug of scalding tea to her face. HOT HOT HOT. Keep it together.

Sophie giggled, a sound so bright it could make the sun wear sunglasses. “Well. It’s costume day at the cafe! Isn’t that exciting?”

“You going as ‘laundry night’? You’re gonna be freezing your butt off.”

“Think more ‘drop-dead gorgeous werewolf,’” Sophie shot back, a hint of honey in her voice. A few keys jingled, and suddenly she was waltzing her way to the front door. “I’ll post the finished look on Insta, ‘kay? Look forward to it! And I’ll get tonight’s groceries. Just grab a good lunch, sleepyhead!”

And just like that, the scent of lattes disappeared, and the sky was downcast again.

See? Irritating.

Cait let out a beleaguered sigh and sank down in her chair. “Sleepyhead” was a new one. And with every new one came a new emotion she didn’t know she could have, and certainly not one she knew how to deal with.

She didn’t sign up for this. Not at first, at least. Despite their constant bickering, the two had been good friends since high school. When they managed to get into the same university, they decided to move in together. Sophie was kind of a mess back then, and she had terrible taste in men. So moving in was for her own good. Yep. That was it. Cait could think of no other reason.

Until Sophie became less of a mess. She started to go through boyfriends slower than one a month, thank god, until the number finally dwindled down to zero. Then came her brushstroke movements and the way she would gently lift that lucky soup spoon to her lips. She started to do heart-melting little gestures, leaving fresh plates of cookies on the countertop, placing little sticky notes on the fridge to wish her roommate a good day. And then she landed that new job at the cafe. Cait was always weak for a good latte. She never stood a chance, really.

It had been almost two years since then, two tantalizing years. “Never get with your roommate,” her friends had cautioned her. “It never ends well.” That, plus the fact that Sophie had loudly proclaimed her love for men after a drunken night or two of revelry. Ah, how love can fizzle out as quickly as it sparks. Really, Cait never stood a chance.

“So can my dumbass heart stop for just one second!!” she yelped, leaping up in her chair. She couldn’t think straight with her roommate around, damnit! How inconsiderate. How irritating. She had commissions to finish, and a strongly worded letter to send to her professor, and that 200k slowburn wasn’t going to read itself.

That last one sounded good right now. Drawing could wait. Cait slapped her mug into the sink and trundled her way over to her laptop.

A few tear-jerking hours later, she felt her phone buzz on the tabletop. She took a glance. The barista of her dreams had just shared a post on Insta.

Cait had never unlocked the screen faster.

Sophie always looked cute in her uniform. But today, she was positively heavenly. Her apron caressed the generous curves of her torn shirt, giving the slightest peeks to a sight that could make anyone’s stomach churn. Her black stockings stretched over her short but heinously delicate legs, ending inside her fuzzy brown boots. She was holding a drink and biting the straw with a vengeance while wearing a playful expression on her face that really did not help Cait’s problem. Actually, the adorable creature was even baring a set of fake fangs, which really, really did not help the problem. Her hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, and a soft wolf-ear headband sat atop her head. And she was winking, her long lashes practically kissing the lenses of her big round glasses, showing off a hint of her brownish-red eyeshadow that unfortunately drew the line of sight directly to those irritatingly honeyed irises.

She was probably violating a few dress codes. She was a fire hazard. A horribly dangerous fire hazard in Cait’s heart.

Another notification broke the silence. This time, it was a DM.

Soupie: Paintcan!!

Soupie: New look uploaded!!! ;>

Soupie: Pretty fired up today.

Kitcait: Oh. Didn’t notice

Soupie: Well, NOTICE!!!

Kitcait: Still wearing that shirt in the freezing cold I see

Kitcait: Blogger to the core

Soupie: ...

Soupie: If you didn’t like the look, you can just say so.

Kitcait: No!! No. I actually think it’s really cute. Really. I don’t think anyone else could pull it off as well. Cute and seasonal. Nice ears lmao

Soupie: I--

Soupie: Thanks.

A moment passed.

Soupie: Suspicious thanks, but thanks, Cait.

Kitcait: Ye

Soupie: How’s your lunch going? You eating well, you vampire?

Cait snorted and sent Sophie a quick selfie with her half-eaten cup of instant noodles.

Kitcait: Meal of champions

Soupie: HEY!!!

Soupie: You’re gonna pass out from malnutrition some day!

Soupie: We’re going to have a decent dinner and I will cook the whole thing and feed it to you by hand if I have to.

Kitcait: Looking forward to biting your hand

Soupie: Worth it. Break’s over gotta go see you in 4

Ahhh,

Oh, jeez.

That adorable, kindhearted, devastating idiot.

How was she supposed to concentrate on anything now?

“Deep breaths, dumbass,” said Cait, clutching her comically pounding chest.

It was a bright, crisp autumn day outside. Some fresh air couldn’t hurt. A quick stroll might help. Maybe she could go get those groceries instead. But she would have to meet Sophie as she got out from work. You know, so they didn’t accidentally double up on expensive produce. Yeah, that’s why. Not because the short, peppy woman happened to be Aphrodite in an apron.

Cait stood up tugged on her overcoat. She paused as she saw the enormous orange blanket scarf that hung by the door, a relic from the previous tenants of their apartment.

Well. Just in case, yeah?

Cait lifted the fabric and hung it on her arm, and she was out the door as well.

Her arms were starting to get sore from lugging around two full bags of food, but luckily for her, she had the gift of long legs and a quick gait. And she was already getting close to the cafe. It would be all worth it if she could just see--

Sophie, standing right outside her workplace, in all of her ‘drop-dead gorgeous werewolf’ glory. The bottom of her shirt was tied in a little knot now, lifting above her midriff and her long plaid circle skirt. Cait tried her very, very best not to get lost in the sight of the most dazzling roommate in the world.

A roommate who, to her immediate dismay, was chatting with a local frat boy.

“Jerry, I’m too tired for this, I really have to get home--”

“Come on! Hey, you look great today.” His voice rumbled up and down the street like a revving engine, attracting more than a little attention from passers-by.

“I really have to--”

“Just one drink? I’m buyin’! We can go get the good stuff!” The wild gorilla-man gesticulated a little too enthusiastically. Enough was enough.

“Sophie!” Cait stepped forward and ruffled the barista’s hair. “Funny I should see you here.”

“Hey!” Jerry’s tone soured. “I saw you at that party. You’re that dy--”

“Six-foot-tall, MMA-certified lesbian,” snapped Cait, “who would love an excuse to smack your scrawny ass into the leaves. Or, you know. To call the cops.”

The man scoffed and thankfully began to trundle away. “You’re no fun anyway.”

Cait let out a shaky sigh. It really wasn’t like her to pick a fight, but hell if she didn’t look at least a little bit cool in the heat of the moment.

She turned back towards Sophie.

“Hey. Are you hurt?”

Her roommate shook her head and stepped a little closer, holding the sides of her arms. “I’m okay. I don’t think he was going to do anything, he’s just kinda pushy, but...” Sophie looked up with soft eyes. “Thanks. Cait.”

Suddenly, fireworks.

So irritating!

“Anyway, MMA? Really?”

Cait chuckled, thankful for the change of topic. “I did taekwondo as a kid. Same difference.”

Her roommate let out a heart-stopping giggle, and they started walking back home. Somehow, up close and in person, she was a couple thousand times cuter. And suddenly the sidewalk became an object of close scrutiny.

“Achoo!”

Cait quickly glanced back over and let out an involuntary snort. Sophie was shivering in her scandalously frayed top, her nose and cheeks growing pink.

“Come on, wolfie, let’s sit down somewhere.”

As they made their way to a park bench, the taller girl slipped off her overcoat and draped it around Sophie, who let out a noise somewhere between a grunt and a breath of appreciation.

“Told you you’d get cold,” said Cait in a hushed tone, tucking the scarf around her friends’ neck.

Sophie scrunched up her face in a way that made the lesbian say a quick internal prayer of thanks that the two could exist at the very same point in time, just centimeters apart in this cold, cruel world.

“Yes, I admit it, you were right.”

Ugh.

Even her pout was perfect.

Then she flipped around and pressed up against Cait, filling her mind with nothing but coffee grounds and confetti. Sophie’s hair was on fire in the golden-hour glow as she leaned her head against her roommate’s chest. A couple stray threads tickled Cait’s jaw and positively set her cheeks ablaze as well.

“You know,” Sophie said with a playful sigh, “you’d be pretty good boyfriend material.”

Cait gave a slightly bitter scoff. “What about girlfriend material?”

They said nothing for just a moment too long.

The world passed by a mile a minute around them, and the feisty barista was uncharacteristically silent.

Suspiciously silent.

Sophie buried her face in that annoyingly orange scarf.

Cait fought back her heart as it threatened to leap up to her throat. She’d felt this before. But something was different this time. Oh gods, maybe, just maybe, something was different this time.

“Soph,” she whispered softly, her voice breaking with every heartbeat. “Can… can I see your face right now?”

The shorter girl disobediently turned the other way.

But Cait leaned forward, reaching out, and suddenly she was slowly easing her pouting crush’s head to face her own and gently prying the warm, soft scarf back downwards. It revealed a constellation of vivid freckles set aglow. And Sophie’s face was the most beautiful shade of red in the world, even redder than Cait had imagined in her wildest dreams.

“Holy cow,” Cait exhaled.

And for a single, heart-stopping moment, all the two could do was stare.

Until all of a sudden, fingertips were combing through umber hair, and slender hands were clinging on to the others’ back, and lips were meeting each other in near-painful desperation.

Sweet, soft, tender paradise for just a few seconds.

“I thought--”

“Cait. Hush,” whispered Sophie, looking directly into her roommate’s eyes this time.

And they both obliged and came together once more, a whirlwind of emotions kicking up in Cait’s heart that managed to settle on something warm and almost tearful. The kiss was gentler the second time around, a little kinder, and just a little harder to pull away again.

Then they both sat back into the bench, wide-eyed, looking off into the treetops.

“Weren’t you straight?” blurted Cait.

“Back then? I said I liked guys, you disaster, not that I exclusively liked guys.” Sophie seemed to be fighting back an enormous smile, cheeks still holding their brilliant rosy tint. “Plus, you didn’t hear what I mumbled after that. That I was maybe starting to think about girls. Well. Girl. To be accurate.” She continued, voice trailing off.

“Oh,” was all said girl could manage, as she felt soft arms wrapping gingerly around her.

For a beautiful moment, Sophie was all there ever was.

“You know,” the barista giggled mischievously into her roommate’s ear, “I can maybe. Think of some other nicknames I’d like to call you now.”

And Cait was on fire again.

“How about we make dinner first?”

#fictober19 #fic #alcohol mention #cw alcohol #cw harrassment #and they were roommates #oh my god they were roommates #maybe the real roommates were the gays we met along the way

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haledamage · 4 years

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Character Interview: Kai

tagged by: @mcousland :D thank you, darling, this was a lot of fun!

tagging: @queen-scribbles, @rannadylin, @serenbach86, @risualto, @allisondraste and anyone else who wants to do this!

I had a lot of trouble deciding between Kai, Kira, and Cait, but ultimately went with Kai! Feel free to tag me a couple more times so I can do the other two ;)

name ➔ I’d prefer if you just call me Kai. Friends call me Kiki. My full name is (she sighs) Akaia Emmethrien Talitha Cirdani. Don’t call me Akaia, I don’t answer to it anymore.

are you single ➔ (Kailoth) I’m not. I’m betrothed, actually. (Rekkai variant :3) I…(she blushes) yes.

are you happy ➔ I’m trying to be. It’s a new sensation, being allowed to be happy, but I’m working on it. I’m happier than I’ve ever been before.

are you angry ➔ Often. I’m working on that, too.

are your parents still married ➔ As far as I know. I don’t know why they wouldn’t be. I haven’t spoken to them in close to fifteen years, though, so your guess is as good as mine.

NINE FACTS

birth place ➔ In the heart of the Aedyr mainland.

hair colour ➔ red. Unfortunately.

eye colour ➔ dark green

birthday ➔ Tarivèrno 4. Late Winter, just before the snows start to melt.

mood ➔ I don’t know if I’m in a particular mood right now? Can a person just be ‘neutral’? Hmm… maybe I’m just bored. I don’t like to be idle, even for something like an interview. No offense, dear.

color scheme ➔ purple, teal, green, copper. I like jewel tones. Things that don’t clash with my hair too much.

gender ➔ Female.

summer or winter ➔ winter. I love the heat and jungles of the Deadfire Archipelago, but I miss snow.

morning or afternoon ➔ afternoon. If I’m awake in the morning it’s because I haven’t slept yet.

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

are you in love ➔ (Kailoth) I am, as I mentioned, betrothed. So yes. (Rekkai) That’s a personal question, isn’t it? Of course I’m not. That is--I’m--I don’t know.

do you believe in love at first sight ➔ No. It’s a nice sentiment, I suppose, but I’ve learned not to trust my first impression of anyone.

who ended your last relationship ➔ I don’t have a last relationship. I’ve never had the patience or interest in a relationship before.

have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ if so, I’ve never heard about it.

are you afraid of commitments ➔ No. I don’t think so, at least. I have trouble trusting people, but once the trust is earned, I’m all in, you know?

have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ I’ve been hugged within the last week. I’m rarely the one to initiate, but some friends of mine have decided they need to remedy that.

have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ if so, they’ve never told me. That’s what makes it ‘secret’, isn’t it?

have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ I don’t think so. I’ve been told in the past that I don’t have one. Maybe I lost it somewhere.

SIX CHOICES

love or lust ➔ love. I didn’t have much use for either until recently, but… love is so much more than just a romantic or sexual thing. I’m surrounded by love of all different kinds.

lemonade or iced tea ➔ why would you ever put ice in your tea?

cats or dogs ➔ I have a lot of both of them, these days, but if I had to choose, I’d choose dogs.

a few best friends or many regular friends ➔ a few best friends. I’m lucky to have both, now.

wild night out or romantic night in ➔ Wild night in :) you may not believe this, but I throw a hell of a party.

day or night ➔ night. always.

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

been caught sneaking out ➔ a few times, when I was younger. It always ended poorly. (she smirks) never got caught on the last one, however. I guess you could say I’m still not caught.

fallen down/up the stairs ➔ I don’t think so. If so, I’m sure my friends will be happy to tell you all about it.

wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ yes. Freedom. And I guess I got it. Jury’s still out on whether or not it was worth the price I paid for it.

wanted to disappear ➔ Most of my childhood. I succeeded, in a way. That’s how I’m here now.

been involved in a fight you thought you couldn’t win ➔ that feels like something of an understatement. You don’t really go into fights where gods are involved expecting to come out the other side unscathed. And I haven’t. Very much scathed, as it were.

FOUR PREFERENCES

smile or eyes ➔ smile. A good smile can change a person’s entire face.

shorter or taller ➔ taller. Not that it’s difficult to be taller than I am…

intelligence or attraction ➔ intelligence

hook-up or relationship ➔ relationship. I don’t do casual hook-ups. I don’t really do casual at all.

FAMILY

do you and your family get along ➔ I adore my older sister and her wife, and I’m quite close to both of them. My younger sister and I get along in small doses, but we don’t have much in common beyond the title ‘Captain.’ My brother and parents, though… if I never see them again it’ll be too soon.

would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ that would be putting it lightly I think, my dear.

have you ever ran away from home ➔ yes. Fifteen years ago. That’s how I’m here and not locked in some windowless gilded cage.

have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ no. Mother knew if she kicked me out, I wouldn’t come back. I’ve been kicked out of a few towns, though, since becoming a Watcher. Apparently people like me are considered… disruptive.

FRIENDS

do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ If I hate someone, they know it. I have travelled with people that I didn’t like, when it was necessary, but I never considered them friends.

do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ yes, I think so.

who is your best friend ➔ Eder. He’s more family to me than my blood family. I would quite literally be lost without him. But I must mention Aloth and Rekke as well. Aloth is the first real friend I’ve ever had, I would do anything for him and I know he’d do the same for me. And Rekke and I haven’t known each other very long, but we’ve grown close very quickly. He reminds me not to take myself so seriously, and I… I think I need that. Pretty desperately, if I’m honest. I can’t imagine my life without any of them.

who knows everything about you ➔ Eder and Aloth. They were there during some of the darkest times of my life and some of the things I know about myself they were there when I learned them. I have no secrets from them. Rekke could know, if he wanted, but he just… doesn’t ask.

#there are only 8 facts in the 9 facts section #and 4 in the 5 have-you-evers #oh well #this was fun :)#thank you for tagging me darling!#EDIT: added the extra fact and have-you-ever from risu and I'm much less annoyed now <3 #also added some lovely art

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toddsfall · 7 years

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Can we keep up with the ruse?

Written for day one of Nurseydex week: getting together/mutual pining

http://archiveofourown.org/works/11517474

5 times Nursey and Dex do not talk about it + 1 time they do

He let it all wash over him. Nursey felt ready for his second year at Samwell, feeling like he belonged among these people. During the summer, he had travelled to Mexico to visit relatives with his mom, it had been inspiring and emotional for both of them. It had been nice to feel like there was a place for him there too. He had a few good stories in his back pocket to re-enact for the guys.

However right now, he was happy to just sit there in the kitchen talking to Bitty and his mom about their summer. Stories about their baking adventures flew through the air. They spun them together, the words almost overlapping. Nursey could imagine the stories like the lattice of one of Bitty’s beautiful pies. He guessed that they produced some stunners when they baked together. Their love for each other felt so similar to the love he felt for his mom that his thoughts turned whistful for a minute.

He was pulled out of his revery when Dex walked in. Summer looked good on him. Nursey hadn’t been looking last year, focused on himself and trying to fit into a new team. But now he definitely noticed how the sun had made Dex’s freckles stand out more. He looked taller somehow. More confident. More muscular too, he noticed when he looked at his arms.

They didn’t leap into each other’s arms. That wasn’t them. But Nursey offered up his fist to bump and after a moment Dex completed the gesture. Their eyes lingered for a second, before Dex started greeting the rest of the guys gathered too. Nursey didn’t think much of it at the time. Dex looked good, so did a lot of his teammates. He didn’t want to think about it anymore. He tuned back into the conversation with Bitty. And if he noticed that evening, that when he chanced some glances at Dex again, Dex was staring right back, he didn’t mention it.

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Winter screw was a tame affair, Rans and Holster had set everyone up with dates through an elaborate matching system only they knew how to work. Nursey was frankly scared to ask, for fear of being roped into their obsessive shenanigans.

Before the dance, they had all gotten dressed in the Haus. There’d been some chirping over wardrobe choices, but ultimately everyone’s looks had turned out nicely. While browsing the outfits of his dapper teammates, Nursey’s eyes had lingered a little longer on Dex than anyone else. Somehow the fucker managed to look stunning in a suit that didn’t even fit him that well. When Nursey caught himself thinking that the way Dex’s jacket had to be rolled up his arms a bit, looked adorable; he knew he was screwed.

He didn’t give it much thought, he had his date to focus on. Nursey’s date, Laura, had been fun to talk to. They danced until they were too sweaty to move. But ultimately he couldn’t see it leading anywhere. He tried not to think that there might be someone else he was holding out for. He knew it wasn’t fair to Laura to drag it on if he wasn’t completely invested. After the dance he had dropped her off at her dorm, hugging her goodnight.He told he had a lovely time and he’d like to be friends.

At team lunch the next day, he dutifully reported back to Holster. He seemed a tad disappointed that he hadn’t been able to “match up your beautiful face with an equally deserving face, bro” but ultimately seemed pleased that he’d had a good time.

Ransom had winked and said, “Don’t worry bro. I have some swasome prospects lined up for you.”

Nursey didn’t want to insult his captains too much. He answered “That’s really nice of you Rans, but I don’t know if I want that right now.”

“Oh, you just want to enjoy the single life right now? No worries bro!”

“Yeah Nurse, we’ll offer our services to help you pull at the next kegster. Only the best for our little frog.” Holster added.

Nursey suddenly felt like that would be even worse, he really appreciated his captains’ enthousiasm. At least he did about 80% of the time. But right now he didn’t seem to have the energy to even think about seducing someone.

“I.. uh.. might like someone actually.” He resisted the urge to flick his eyes across the table. He was not some lovestruck maiden, pining from afar.

“Ooohh. Do we know her?” Something must have showed on his face then because Ransom quickly added. “Or him? You know we’re fine with whatever, bro.”

“Thanks guys. That’s good to hear.” He smiled at them encouragingly. They meant well.

“Of course bro, we got your back. Always.” The fact that they said this almost in unison was equal parts creepy and reassuring.

Nursey held out his fist to bump against theirs and dug back into his meal. Then Wicks knocked over his water and everyone immediately started chirping him for it. Nobody brought up Nursey or potential crushes again, for which he was grateful. Although he did notice Ransom looking at him intently from across the table, with a look in his eyes that said he was storing away some of this information for later.

///

They were all lying on the gross couch in the Haus. It was still too cold out to hang out at the lake, so they had to make do. Nursey was spread out over Dex and Chowder’s legs. He looked liquid in a puddle of blankets. Dex closed his laptop with a satisfied sigh, having finished earlier than expected with his homework. He smiled, looking down at his friend. Ever beautiful, but especially now when he looked this relaxed. Chowder’s head was on his shoulders. He eyes were closed as he listened to music. They both looked so peaceful. Now was as good a time as any.

Dex cleared his throat. “Hey Nurse, it’s your birthday next week right?” When Nursey hummed to confirm, he continued. “You have any plans yet?”

Nursey sat up straighter to look at him. “Not really dude, why?”

“Oh, I was thinking maybe we could hang out?” He turned to look at Chowder, who by now had opened his eyes.

Chowder frowned. “Oh, sorry Nursey I already made plans with Cait. I could ask her if she could reschedule?” His frown deepened.

Nursey squeezed his leg. “Chill C, it’s freezing outside. Your face might stay stuck like that.” Chowder stuck his tongue out at him. Nursey laughed. “Haha, no really. It’s chill. It’s Valentine’s day. Don’t let me keep you away from your girl.” He bumped his fist against Chowder’s. “We’ll celebrate later, yeah?”

Chowder nodded enthusiastically. “Of course!"

Dex smiled to himself. He just loved that feeling of knowing his best friends were also best friends. He cleared his throat again. Frowned. He was starting to sound like he had a throat infection or something. "So, uhm, are we going to hang then?”

Nursey raised his eyebrows. “Oh. Yeah, sure bro. We could watch a movie. I could finally get some culture in you. And you won’t be able to say anything because it’s my birthday.” He smirked at Dex.

Dex resisted the urge to throw a pillow at him. He resorted to just glare at him. “Yeah, let’s! Derek.”

“Great! William.” More eyebrow raising and smirking.

“Yes. Great. It’s a date.” Dex gave into the urge to throw a pillow at him. They wrestled meekly on the couch for a minute and that was that.

Over the course of the next week Dex started fretting. Nursey had reacted so chill to his proposal. Did he even know it was a date? Maybe he hadn’t been clear enough. He had kind of been counting on Chowder already having plans on Valentine’s day. He did call it a date though. Ugh, if only he could read Nursey’s chill exterior better. He’d probably have better chances romancing a stone in the lake.

Eventually he was fed up with fretting. He decided to text Nursey.

me : hey nurse, we still on for next week? Or have you made other plans? It’s okay if you have, just let me know :)

He frowned at his phone. No, that wouldn’t do. He tried again.

me : Hi! Have you remembered the plans we made last week? Don’t forget to pick out some movies for my uncultured ass ;) looking forward to it!

He sighed. That was even worse. Did he suddenly forget to text? This was Nursey he was texting. Someone he’d texted dozens of times before. Maybe that just made it worse. How was het supposed to signal that this text was different without seeming too obvious? He took a deep breath, trying again.

me : yo nurse! Don’t forget we have a date on Wednesday, I’ll bring popcorn and as promised you can pick the movie :)

He sent it before he could change his mind again. God, was it this hard for everyone? He jumped when his phone buzzed.

Nursey : I haven’t Dexy, dw ;) I’ll have some sweet movies picked out for ya on wed syt

Dex sighed. Guess this was as much confirmation as he was going to get.

On the night of Nursey’s birthday, they cuddled up on Nursey’s bed. He had the softest and the coziest blankets so it seemed logical to do this in his room. Dex kind of wished he had invited Nursey to his own room, though, maybe he’d feel less nervous on home turf.

During the movie, Dex tried to dissect every cue that Nursey emitted. Did he always lean his head so casually on Dex’s shoulder? Did his hands always feel so warm when they brushed Dex’s? Did he always look so radiant in the light of Dex’s laptop?

They stayed talking for a good couple of hours after, chirping each other’s taste in movies. It was nice though, they even found some middle ground with, of all things, Sandra Bullock movies.

“I don’t know why either! She’s just so,” Nursey gestured broadly into the air “you know?”

Dex laughed, eyes crinkling. “Yes! I know!”

They fell into a comfortable silence, munching on some of the snacks that were left over from the stash Dex brought.

“Hey Nurse?”

“Hmm?” Nursey hummed, eyes half-lidded with sleep.

“This was nice right? You had a good time?” Dex knew his anxiety was probably apparent in the way his voice went higher.

Nursey’s eyes slipped close completely. “Yes, this was nice Dex. Thanks for a good birthday. This was nice of you. Maybe we should do movie nights.”

Dex couldn’t stop his heart from leaping if he tried. “You want to make this a regular thing?”

“Yeah man, if you want.” Nursey opened his eyes again. “How else am I supposed to refine your tastes? Oh, maybe Chowder would want to join too. I bet he’d have some interesting picks too. Best friend movie dates.” Nursey chuckled. “I bet C will make t-shirts.”

Dex closed his eyes for a second. Just for a second he felt dramatic enough that he might not open them again. So that was it. Nursey wanted friend dates. That was fine. It would have to be fine. The only thing that would be worse is if he managed to lose Nursey completely by messing up their friendship.

He cleared his throat. “Haha yeah, frog movie nights. Awesome.”

After, he didn’t bring it up with anyone. He didn’t want to raise suspicion. He did text Chowder the next week though.

me : you and cait are lucky bro

Chowder : I know :) what brought this on?

me : just thinking :) love can be hard, yknow

Chowder : yeah :( if you ever need to talk I’m here

me : thanks chow, but like I said just thinking :) don’t worry

Chowder : ur my best friend, I always worry

me : that’s sweet C. thanks for worrying

Chowder : got your back!

///

“Ooppff! There that’s the last one.” Dex dropped his bag filled with clothes on the bed. He wanted to drop right along it but he also didn’t want to have to wash his sheets the first day he got here just because he couldn’t wait until he showered before getting his sweaty body all over his sheets.

“I feel like if someone dumped feathers over me right now, they would all stick to me.”

“Why would someone even do that?” Dex turned around to look at Nursey. He was poking at his stomach, presumably to check its levels of stickiness.

“Always gotta be prepared for Lax bro attacks, bro. Once you drop your guard, that’s how they get you."

He looked so serious that Dex couldn’t help but laugh. "Don’t worry Nurse, got your back."

Nursey looked at him sideways, smiling. It made his eyes crinkle. "Thanks Dexy, I’m going to take a shower though. You know, just in case the Lax bros manage to overtake you.”

Nursey took his stuff, winking at Dex before sneaking off towards the bathroom. He looked like a Pink Panther-esque spy, plastering himself to the wall and looking over his shoulder before booking it to the shower.

Dex’s heart ached at the sight of his best friend’s silly antics. He was glad he got him like this. He hadn’t ruined them, that’s what was important. Still, sometimes he couldn’t help but wonder what if.

After Nursey’s birthday last year he’d let himself pine for a while. But then Chowder had started asking questions, worried about him. He had known he couldn’t keep it up. At first, he’d tried to distract himself by diving into any and all work he could get his hands on. Ultimately, that hadn’t worked either. He had had to resort to extreme measures: Ransom and Holster’s dating algorithm. Delicately calibrated dating system. Whatever.

He had found himself dating Cindy exactly 3 weeks before he had to tell her. “I’m sorry. I’m getting over someone else and I don’t want to string you along.”

She hadn’t seemed angry, though with her it was hard to tell sometimes. She had set her hand on his shoulder and leaned in to kiss his cheek. “Their loss. Thanks for being honest, ‘preciate it. Later, Will.” Cindy was a woman of very little words. Dex had liked that about her, she was too good for him anyway. He was sorry if he hurt her. He figured they were sorta okay though because a week into summer holidays she had texted him a picture of her dog she had missed so much during the semester. He had answered with a picture of his mom’s cats.

Cindy hadn’t been the one, but she had made him realize something important. Maybe there were other people he could be interested in over time. She was one of the main reasons why his freakout after the dibflip had been only slightly overdramatic.

The other main reason, of course, was Lardo. She had let him freak out for exactly two hours before she had sat down on the floor beside him. She’d nudged his shoulder with her own. When he didn’t respond, she’d nudged him a little harder.

“Dude. You’re freaking me out a little here. You need me to call someone?”

That had finally snapped him out of it. He didn’t need people worrying over him. He was fine, really. “No, thanks Lards. I’m fine. Just a bit stressed.”

“Seems like you’re a little more than stressed.”

She had paused, he could tell she was trying to coax him into revealing more. He had shaken his head. ��No really. I’m fine.” He managed a smile. “I just, kinda hoped. You know. That I’d get dibs after working my butt off.”

She had nudged him again. “Nursey deserved them too. You both got this room fair and square.”

He swallowed. “Yeah, I know.”

Sighing, she had said. “ Well dude if you’re fine than you should go talk to your new roommate. He was acting chill but we both know he’s probably just as freaked as you are. You two aren’t exactly known for your cooperation skills.”

Dex had nodded. “Yeah, I’ll talk to him. Promise.”

She had pursed her lips, probably wanting to ask more but not wanting to dive into all his shit either. “Okay. You do that. Now get out of my room. It’s not yours yet.”

Dex sighed. He played with his phone while Nursey was still in the shower. Lardo had texted him an hour ago, but he hasn’t answered yet.

Lardo : take good care of my room boys, I know where to find you

Lardo : have u talked yet

Dex knew it was kind of rude to ignore her, but he knew his answer probably wouldn’t satisfy her.

me : we will lards no worries

me : and sort of. we texted a bunch this summer. we’re cool

Lardo : aight.

Dex winced. Oh good, now he’d angered Lardo. Oh well, he’d make it up to her by talking Nursey into setting up some ground rules today.

He played games in his phone until Nursey returned, to keep himself from thinking too much about how sharing a room this year would affect them.

///

Nursey tugged at the collar of his suit. The party was boring as hell. He felt like the people in it were sucking out all the air with all the meaningless smalltalk they were making. If he didn’t know how much his mom also hated these parties, he’d be more mad at her for dragging him along to this. But she needed her job, so this is were they were spending New Year’s. It was kind of sweet that she’d wanted him here with her to ring in the new year.

But now of course, he’d lost her to the sea of bland looking boring people. He felt like they were trying to swallow him whole. He decided to go outside for a little air. He’d look for her again later on.

Once outside, he felt like an individual again. He checked his phone. He had several texts, but his eyes skipped to one in particular. They tended to do that.

Dexmeister : damn I’m bored :p how’s your thing going, is it as boring as you thought it’d be?

Me, myself and I : yeah lol. I just went outside to get some air. These boring ass people are hashtag killing me

Dexmeister : omg. Don’t die nurse. C would cry so much.

Me, myself and I : :o ur right. You wouldn’t care?

Dexmeister : duh, I’d have to comfort Chow. I’m not strong enough for that.

Me, myself and I : yeah ur right, hashtag weak

Dexmeister : -_-

Dexmeister : so, your night is not going well then?

Nursey paused for a second. Then, fuck it. People felt candid on New Year’s. That was a thing right?

Me, myself and I : mhmm, better now though. Miss you

Dex took a full minute to answer, enough for Nursey to regret his honesty.

Dexmeister ::( sucks, but the night’s still young. who knows, things might look up

Dexmeister : miss you too tho

Nursey smiled, his treacherous heart beating harder at Dex’s words.

Me, myself and I : yeah, who knows

Me, myself and I : a knight might ride into this party and put me on his white horse to elope

Nursey didn’t mention that he imagined Dex on that horse. One, because it was ridiculous. Second, because he didn’t want to make his friend uncomfortable.

Dexmeister : only you would think of that

Dexmeister : imagine the horror on everyone’s faces though

Me, myself and I : loool, it might kill some of them. or liven up the party

Dexmeister : we must all make sacrifices for the party

Me, myself and I : R&He would be so proud

Dexmeister : I expect them to call any minute

Dexmeister : I have to head back to the party soon, or my mom will worry that I’m not liking her food.

Huh, so Dex had left his party to talk to him, Nursey thought.

Me, myself and I : no worries bro, say hi to ur family from me

Dexmeister : will do, hug your mom from me

Dexmeister : hope your white knight comes, and if all else fails you can just text me :p

Nursey knew Dex couldn’t read his mind through his phone, but he still sensed that Dex might somehow have guessed who his white knight was. Before he could stop himself he sent another text.

Me, myself and I : thanks dexy, knew I could count on you

Me, myself and I : miss you, talk soon

Nursey put his phone away after that and went inside to find his mom. She was probably looking for him by now.

///

Dex had tried to avoid the subject this year. He did not want a repeat of last year. But how could he refuse when Nursey had asked him directly? He hadn’t been able to deny Nursey things he asked for, for a while now. So when Nursey had asked him to watch another movie with him on his birthday, of course he’d agreed. Even though it probably wasn’t a good idea.

When he arrived in the bedroom, Nursey was putting pillows everyone while running around their room. Or at least what was left of it. Nursey had managed to build a giant blanketfort right there in their room. When he heard Dex enter, he turned around grinning.

“What’s all this Nursey? I thought the birthday boy was supposed to let other people prepare the surprises?” Dex looked around the room in awe.

“What do you think? Do you like it?” Nursey looked at him under his lashes. His hands were wringing the live out of one of the pillows.

Dex realized Nursey was nervous. He was quick to reassure him. “Of course I like it. It looks awesome.” He tapped his hand on one of the blanket walls. “Solid structure too.”

Nursey grinned at him. “Oh good, I’m glad. I figured we could up the anty a bit this year. Think we’re up to it?

Dex held his gaze longer than necessary. "The two of us? I think we’re up to anything.”

Nursey smirked. “Oh my god. Come here you dork. I swear sometimes you’re as bad as Holster and Ransom were with the d-men stuff.” Nursey pulled him down, messing his hair up.

Dex let him, grinning up at him. “Alright, alright. What do you have in store for me?”

“Oh, you’re in for a treat Dexy. I brought one of my favorite artsy movies for you. It’s in black and white.” When Dex pulled a face at him, he burst out laughing. “Just kidding. We’re watching Miss Congeniality tonight.”

Dex blew out a breath. “Oh, thank god.”

They finally settled in after that. The movie only played five minutes before Nursey’s head was on Dex’s shoulder. Dex looked down at him. How soft he looked. How beautiful in the dimmed light coming through the blankets.

Before he even knew what was happening, Dex leaned down to kiss Nursey full on the mouth. He missed a bit, ending up west of Nursey’s mouth. It didn’t matter though because Nursey was sitting up so he could kiss him right back. Nursey wound his arms around Dex’s neck. Dex tasted popcorn on his lips. He wanted to lick it off. So he did. Nursey moaned softly and opened his mouth to him. Dex felt all too eager to deepen the kiss. He licked into Nursey’s mouth. After a while, he pulled back slightly sucking at Nursey’s lip.

Dex pulled back further to look Nursey in the eye. He felt pulled apart. Like taffy, stretched out completely. Like the only thing holding him together were Nursey’s strong hands on his shoulders. Nursey looked disheveled, but he he was smiling widely at Dex. So wide that it looked like it should hurt. Nursey started to lean in again but Dex gently stopped him by putting a hand over his heart.

Dex licked his lips. He saw Nursey’s eye zero in on the movement. Oh god, he had to concentrate or he wouldn’t be able to get this out. “Nursey, what are we doing?”

Nursey smiled gently at him, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “I believe you were giving me a birthday kiss before you rudely stopped it.”

Dex felt a smile tug at his lips. But he wouldn’t be deterred. He needed to know. “Nursey.” His voice cracked. He cleared his throat and tried again. “Nursey. Please. What are we doing?”

Tipping forward to brush his nose over Dex’s, Nursey whispered “What do you want, Will. Tell me.”

“I.. I want everything with you.”

Nursey’s answering smile was almost blinding. “I like you so much. You don’t even know. You and me, let’s do this yeah? We can…”

Nursey looked like he wanted to say a lot more but Dex had heard enough. He’d hear it all later. He kissed Nursey again, not holding back this time.

#nurseydexweek #nurseydex week #nurseydex #dexnursey #i tried posting it on tumblr yesterday but i think i fucked up #technically i was in time on ao3 tho :p #my writing #read it on ao3 for better reading pleasure

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