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hi angel!!! im aware of how super busy you are rn, but I can't get like frenemies scott barringer and reader out of my head, imagine it, like he's so annoyed by everything she does, she's the total opposite of him, sweet and kind, but also the sarcastic angry feminist, and he's the self-righteous football captain arsehole.

But no matter what he does, she's constantly stuck in his head, and it's kinda like the song "you look so pretty, pretty like the sun, i could watch forever while you shine on everyone" and he's so in love and a little insecure, which he covers up with this pompous arrogant fboy persona

anyways, you're writing gives me life more than anything! when i first discovered your flannel shirt fic on scott, i became obsessed and stalked your profile and obsessively read through all your fanfics, hayden characters or not, I read them all, and im head over heels in love w u :) you genuinely write the best fluff ever, like your my favourite blog for fluff, like don't get me wrong smut is cute and that, but god i would kill for some forehead kisses and hayden fluff

because i love you.

scott barringer x reader

anon you own my whole heart ilysm!!! you're soso incredibly sweet and being your favorite fluff writer??? such an incredible honor 🥹 i'm sorry it took me a while to get to writing this and i feel so bad cause i feel like i just didn't have enough inspiration for this so it's all messy but I hope it's still good. scott and shelby don't get together here but they're still good friends

summary: you and scott don't necessarily hate each other, but you can't tolerate both that much either. after a plan gone wrong, turns out there's a reason why.

warnings/cw: swearing, kissing (i don't know if that's warnings but yeah), fluff fluff fluff

word count: 1.9k

Where does Scott even begin with you? The Cliffhanger's sweetheart, the epitome of the sun in this hell hole, is his friend. Well, sort of.

Because every time he was near you, it felt like he was constantly basking in the sun, yet at the same time, he was warmed up by everything you did, from your smile to your voice. It was almost like he was constantly taunted.

He couldn't get enough of you, though. You were everything he's ever wanted—the warmth and love of another—and yet he still seems to be pushing you away.

But then that all changes when a little surprise is left on one of the class boards one morning when Scott and the other Cliffhangers are called to meet up with Peter and Sophie.

Scott walks into the classroom, wearing a sweater he just threw on due to the cold, and looks at the board in confusion. "Morp? Wh-what's a morp?" His brow was furrowed, and he frankly didn't care too much about decoding it until Auggie followed from behind him. "Oh, cool, a prom?"

Scott looks at Auggie, realizing everyone else is inside already. His eyes land on you, and he suddenly can't focus on anything but you. Everyone was taking a seat, and it took him a moment to realize you sat with him until a hand waved at his face.

"Scott, y'there?" Your voice rings out, and he looks at you, his face brooding as always. "Why? What's up?" He clears his throat and focuses his gaze on you. Despite hating you, he seems to be interested in what you have to say. Probably just sucking it up so it would be over.

You look at him, and suddenly you find yourself drawn to his eyes. Do they seem more blue than usual lately, or have they always been this way? But you don't have time to ponder about that because now it’s his turn to snap you out of your thoughts.

"Hey, are you there?" He gives you a small smirk, and you playfully roll your eyes. “Yeah, sorry,” you say, clearing your throat and resting your head on your palm. “Sophie and Peter paired us for morp planning.”

His eyes widen slightly, but he immediately covers them up with his emotionless stare again. “Why us? ," he asks, sounding annoyed. “Dunno,” you reply. “Probably ‘to build a stronger relationship between us’,” you say, playfully mocking what Peter constantly tells everyone whenever there’s a team activity.

He let out a soft scoff but couldn't help but let a smirk form on his lips. He was starting to let his guard down, something he rarely does around people; besides Shelby, she relates to him more than anyone. "Yeah, all that bullshit."

You nod and chuckle, watching as he bounces his leg, a habit you share with him. "All we have to do is plan the music, so it shouldn't be too bad. They're letting us use Peter's office and a couple more gadgets, I think." You shrug, but all you could think of was Scott.

Spending time alone with him in a room for days on end sounded both eventful and terrifying. But at least it was him instead of anyone else; at least you could get some peace and quiet for once.

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It had been days since you and Scott were assigned to make the playlist, and despite the bickering and constant grogginess you two would feel the next day, it was bearable. It caused something in Scott to brew—something he thought he could keep in, but it was just waiting to burst.

Scott dragged Shelby away to a corner in the common room—not the best place to have a private conversation, but it'll do.

"Let me guess," Shelby starts, her gaze landing on Ophelia talking to Peter and back at Scott. "You need advice to ask her out?" Scott scrunches up his face, annoyed but thinking about it. "Well, yeah," he says after a moment.

She chuckles and looks over at you again, trying to think of anything. "Morp's tomorrow, Scott. How are you sure Auggie or someone else asked her out?" Scott suddenly seemed upset at the thought, however. "You think Auggie has more of a chance than me?" His angry question was a little too loud, loud enough to catch your attention, at least.

Shelby quickly looks away and narrows her eyes at Scott, slapping his arm playfully. "Will you keep it down, you idiot?" He whines and leans against the wall, crossing his arms and staring at you from afar. "How am I ever going to ask her out? I'm just the cocky football star, a pompous asshole fuckboy. Every bad thing you could think of."

She sighs and moves closer, taking his hand and watching his expression before continuing, "Sure, you can be a complete asshole." He scoffs and looks at the floor. "Great way to start that off," he muttered. She rolls her eyes and continues with, "But all that matters is what they think of you. You wanna go all out and be stupid with your promposal? Go ahead. I'll be there every stupid step in the way."

He moves his gaze on her and mutters, "Stop calling me stupid. But, thanks."

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The plan was perfect. You and Shelby would be hanging out together, saying some good stuff about Scott, and Scott would play football with Auggie. Auggie would throw the ball at you, and he would save you. He would tie that to some smooth way to ask you out, but he would worry about that later. What was the worst that could happen?

Scott watches nervously as Shelby and you sit at the bleachers, taking a deep breath as Shelby discreetly nods and Scott starts to play. Your gaze moves to Scott, and a small smile grows on your face. Seeing Scott play football was cute to you. Despite being an ex-football captain, he still never lost his love for the sport, and you admire him for that.

Shelby notices your stare and chuckles, looking at Scott and back at you. "You eyeing Scott?" Your cheeks heat up and your eyes land on her, shaking your head as your face gets all flushed up. "No- well yeah, but not in that way! He's my friend; I just want to watch him."

Your gaze moves back to the two boys playing, and you swear you saw Scott wink at you, but maybe it was your mind playing tricks on you; he probably got something in his eye.

But you didn't even have time to think because the football started flying towards you, and Scott's amazing plan came crashing down as soon as the ball hit him right in the face.

"Scott!" You yell out and rush down to him with Shelby. He lets out a loud groan and covers his face. He's never felt so much pain and embarrassment before. "Auggie, fuck!" He groans out. "I didn't mean to, I- I'm sorry!" Auggie frowns and looks at the two, watching as you take Scott into your arms and prop your leg up for him to rest on.

"Shit- Scott, move your hand." You frown and try to move his hand, watching as a crowd of people form, someone rushing to grab Peter. Scott whines and shakes his head, saying something about how it really hurt, but it's muffled from his hands.

"C'mon, please? I swear the pain will be gone soon; I need to see how bad it is." You were trying to stay calm for the both of you, and after a moment, he moves his hands away to reveal a bleeding nose and some tears.

You wince and help him stand up. With the help of Shelby and Auggie, you guys safely bring him to the girls rooms and onto your bed, hurrying off to the bathroom while the two find something that could help Scott besides a wet rag.

You return to him on the bed and move his hand away. A small hiss escapes you, and you start to clean him up. The silence was killing you after a while, so you mumbled out, "That was stupid, y'know?"

He looks at you with an annoyed expression and scoffs, trying not to move too much as you clean his nose and check if it is broken. "Well, I'm sorry for saving your life," he says sarcastically, clearly upset that you didn't appreciate him saving you. Maybe his plan was just stupid.

"I mean, I appreciate it, but look at you now." You frown and place the rag on your side table, grabbing some tissues to clean the spot better. "Why'd you do it? Ruin your oh-so-perfect face for me?" He smirks and looks at you. "You like my face, huh?" You roll your eyes, and he lets out a small laugh as you punch his arm.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it." He lets his laughter die down and listens to the two of you breathing. It calmed him down to hear your breath, especially because he definitely needed to calm down. He took a deep breath and calmly let out, "Because I love you."

You stop your arm and move your gaze from his nose to his gaze, which was locked onto yours. You couldn't tell if it was because he was frozen in embarrassment or because he wanted to show you he really meant it; either way, it left you shocked.

How does he like you? He's made it very clear that he has some hatred towards you , so it didn't make sense. "But the way you act around me—" he quickly interrupted you. "It's because I'm insecure." He sighs and looks down at his hands, feeling the embarrassment creep up on him.

"You're just so- so gorgeous. You make everyone smile and laugh; it's like the goddamn sun. You shine so bright, and I can't help but feel this jealousy towards you because everyone gets to experience all of that." Although he didn't outright say it, it was clear to you that he was jealous, and it was incredibly adorable.

You let out a soft laugh, and at first he thought you were laughing at him, but a small smile formed on his lips when he realized you were laughing with him. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, I feel like I shine brighter when I'm with you. You make me sparkle, I guess."

He chuckles and moves a little closer, sensing the change in tension, and he was sure you did too because you moved closer. "Sparkle, huh? What are you, a vampire?" He smirks and wraps his arm around you, making you roll your eyes and cup his cheek. "Just shut up and kiss me."

"Yes, ma'am." He smirks wider and kisses you gently, immediately crash-landing into heaven as soon as he feels your lips. They were soft and felt heavenly, just like he imagined. The kiss grew deeper but didn't last too long as someone threw a box of bandages at them.

Scott pulls away in annoyance but quickly gets flustered as soon as he sees Shelby and Auggie; he completely forgets they were coming back. "Congratulations, lovebirds!" Shelby smirks and moves her gaze between Scott and you. "But do us all a favor and get a room, will you?"

You let out a small chuckle and quickly helped Scott clean up, hearing the pair's footsteps as they headed outside. Despite both of you being complete opposites, Something told you it would all work out in the long run.

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[delqcate]

hi love!! i was wondering if I could request something for scott barringer? i'm the same anon from yesterday btw :)) could it be something where they have like a frenemies type relationship? she's quite witty and a bit of a bitch to him, mainly because he's a jerk to her, but they're friends not down right enemies, almost like banter that they look forward to. then one day she takes a walk during a storm in the middle of the night, and catches scott outside in the middle of the night, and he's upset and tells her about what happened to him and she comforts him? and they like become something?

YOU'LL BE THE FIRST WHO EVER DID

when i got this req i was so excited because 1, i haven't wrote an ask in soooo long, and 2, this is sort of me experimenting with another type of character since in my eyes i always write them sweet n stuff. but anyways i hope you all enjoy this especially u anon! <3

warnings/cw: mentions of abuse (not from scott or reader), cussing, etc.

word count: 1.7k (FINALLY MORE THAN 100 WORDS)

paring: scott barringer x reader

The last class of the day had just finished, and after listening to Jeff's lecture all day you were ready to take a nap when you remembered that the Cliffhangers were assigned to kitchen cleaning duty. So after dropping off your things at the cabin, you make your way to meet with the others.

"Ezra, stop that. I'm not sure we even cleaned that yet!" Was the first thing you could hear from the kitchen, it was Kat's voice. As soon as you head inside you finally get a good view of the situation. Ezra had a soup pot on his head, which did look like it had a bit of dirt on the outside, everyone else was either cleaning or watching everything going on.

Expect one. The one that, despite all your banter, you could tolerate the most.

His eyes were on you again for a short moment before clearing his throat and letting his raspy voice fill your ears. "I could use your help over here." He looks back down at the sink and you nod once, heading over to him.

"Barringer." You mumble as you stand beside him, taking the washed dish from him and drying it up with a rag nearby. "Could you have been any more late? Being surrounded by these idiots is probably worse than being with you." He says as he finishes up another plate.

You scoff and put the plate down, taking the next plate to wash. "As if you're any better, I'm surprised Auggie and Ezra aren't sick of you being such a buzz kill." You put the plate down and move your gaze to him.

As if he could sense it, he moved his gaze to you. It was there again, that tension that always confused the both of you. Ever since the first day you met the both of you had this banter that everyone noticed, it was like sparks.

As weeks went by the both of you learned how to tolerate each other better, and while he could still be a jerk, he was a tolerable jerk. More tolerable than the rest anyway.

You notice a small grin on his face, and you return it as well. "Well, I only like being a buzz kill for you." He smirks and looks back at the sink. "And I like being late to piss you off." You smile sarcastically and head off to help everyone else. He turns his head to watch you for a moment, his eyes just couldn't leave you.

A handful of days had passed and the weather was getting worse each day, it was getting cold so you understood why. What you didn't understand was Scott hadn't been going to classes lately, and every time you tried to talk to him, he was a complete jerk just like the first time you two met.

You didn't understand why he was like this, maybe his emotions just like to change with the weather? It had been raining harder than usual and there were the occasional thunderstorms.

But you had other things to worry about, like the fact you decided to take a walk in the forest but instead was running around in the dark as the rain poured down on her. The thunder was loud, pounding in her ears.

You slowed down her moments to try and see anything through the storm, but it was just a view of never-ending trees. Until you heard footsteps, the splash of water, someone else was thankful out here with you. Unless it was an animal. Or a random person.

"Hello? Is anyone there!" You yell out, hoping they can hear you. "Over here!" They yell out, they sound familiar yet strange, as if something happened. You quickly rush over as their voice gets louder, yelping as you bump into them.

"Shit, I'm so sorry-" She looks up at her eyes widen, her breath hitching. "Scott? What are you doing out here?" You were speechless, you didn't expect him out of all people to be here. He had been isolating himself in the cabin.

"Let's just get back, ok? Who cares about me!" His raspy voice filled your ears, but this didn't sound like him trying to be a jerk. It sounded like he had just cried. "I care, Scott!" You suddenly yell out.

You would agree that both of you needed to find shelter before the rain gets worse or both of you would be stranded and get sick, but who cares about any of that right now?

"Please, why have you been isolating yourself from us?" You plead out to him, trying to read his eyes. He was always tough to read, he always hid his emotions in his cocky personality. You try reaching your hand for his but he immediately backs away, and your heart breaks.

Everyone knew what happened to Scott, his mother abusing him, but you dismissed it. Rumors always spread around here, it was probably made up, but this scared you because what if it was all true?

"I know- I know that you know..." his breath was heavy, his hand ran through his hair and his back hit the tree, slowly sliding down as he covered his face. Your heart slowly broke as you stood there feeling helpless, you were afraid to touch him because you didn't want to hurt him.

You got down on your knees and gulped, taking a deep breath. You slowly reach your hand out to him, gently placing your hand on his knee. At first, you felt him flinch, almost as if he wanted to pull away, but he couldn't. It was a cliche but he felt like you were different, so he let your hand stay there.

After a moment of letting the rain and thunder fill your ears, he finally spoke up. His voice was soft and still as raspy as ever. "I didn't want it, y'know? I mean, I thought I did but-" His voice started to break and you pushed his hair back as a silent way to stop him, you didn't want to bring back any memories the rain was already giving him.

"You didn't. I know." You whisper back, even if it was inaudible due to the weather. "I'm guessing the weather had something to do with the situation?" You watch as he slowly lifts his head and removes one hand to reveal half of his face, the rain is calming down.

"Yeah...you smartass." He chuckles, and you happily return one. This felt different from all your other encounters with each other, more intimate but not the type of way people would think. "You're soaked, idiot." You let out as you stand up, looking around.

"Hey, I can see Horizon from here." You look back down at him, his head already looking up at you. You can tell he wants to say something so you get back to his level. "What's up?"

He looks around, poking his cheek with his tongue. He's never been in a relationship nor has he found any interest in being in one, but the way you made him feel was different than he felt with other people.

"I- god, this is harder than I thought." He chuckles and gulps, bouncing his leg slightly. You suddenly feel nervous, you've never seen him like this before but you let him continue to show you really are listening.

"You make me feel something that I haven't felt with any girl, or I guess anyone. You make me feel safe and uhm..." He looks over at a nearby puddle and gets up, scrambling to pull out a small flower. He faces you and watches as you stand up, heading towards him.

He looked like a nervous teenage boy, and you found that adorable since he's never shown any type of vulnerability. "Will you maybe be the only person I can tolerate here? When you hold me I- It feels like you're the only person to make me feel all.. tingly." He looks at you, his eyes almost pleading.

"Scott, I..." You were at a loss for words, you'd immediately say yes if it wasn't for what had just happened. Was he sure he wanted this? You didn't want him jumping into something after he was just so vulnerable.

"Oh- yeah. No, no, I get it. God, I'm so stupid-" As he turns away to throw the flimsy flower, you take his arm and spin him to look at you. You felt bad that you weren't even thinking after grabbing him like that, despite him basically saying your touch made him feel safe, you couldn't be too sure.

"No, I just want you to be sure you want this. I don't want you jumping into anything you're not sure of." You frown and slowly move closer to him and he does the same, looking into your eyes. His free hand moves over to cup the nape of your neck and he whispers.

"I confessed my love for you in the rain and you need more confirmation?" He chuckles and you feel a soft smile on your face. "Alright, whatever you want." He leans in and kisses you softly, it was like sparks as soon as your lips met.

You wrap your arms around his neck and make a soft noise, both of you deepening the kiss with each passing second. After a while, both of you slowly break apart and take a moment to breathe before letting out a laugh. Your face had a wide smile and Scott had that soft grin on him as his hand travels to your hair and gently places the flower.

"I thought that if I ever told anybody, I'd never be able to look at them again." His voice gradually gets softer, his gaze softening alongside. "You're looking at me now, aren't you?" You say in the same tone as him. "Mhm, and what a beautiful sight it is."

You both share a small chuckle before walking back to the cabin hand in hand. The Cliffhangers will definitely have a field day as soon as they find out, but for now, no one has to know.

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-–— STEAMING MUGS : FLUFFTOBER DAY 4

first time writing for conrad 🫶 i don't have much to say but i just wanna mention i'll be busy this week and next week because i have lots of tests, but i'll probably still be able to post in time. also please don't be afraid to comment or send me any feedback for my writing, i appreciate all the reblogs and reblog comments too mwah | flufftober | navigation

summary: waves crashing, kettles hissing, and taylor swift. there's no better sound than these things. (this is such a bad summary💀)

warnings/cw: no y/n, belly's sister, maybe some canon breaking???

word count: 0.7 k

paring: conrad fisher x you

Laughter filled the air as you and Conrad started running towards the snowing beach, a sight you never got to see until he could finally start driving.

You and Conrad had been testing the waters lately, making sure the both of you wanted this before committing to anything. Ever since the events of last year went down, everyone's emotions were scattered, and both of you knew better than to jump into something serious at a time like that.

"I win!" He laughs breathlessly, placing his hands on his knees in a slightly bent position. He looks at you with that wide smile you adore.

"No fair! Your legs are longer!" You whine back, you've forgotten how tiring the trip from the beach house to the beach was at times, and it seemed even harder in the winter.

"Oh, shut up. C'mere." He takes your hand and pulls out his phone. He stands behind you and wraps an arm around you as he plants a kiss on your cheek, taking the photo. You look down at the photo, laughing softly. Both your cheeks were red from the cold and a smile that wouldn't wipe off.

An idea pops into your head and you take his phone, playing the perfect song for something that was a weird sight for you but oh, so, fucking beautiful. You look back at him with a cheeky smile and hand him the phone. "Still remember the dance for the debutante ball?"

He shakes his head, his smile forming into a grin. That night was one of the worst of his life, but also one of the best. "How could I forget? You stepped on my feet all the time during practice." He takes position with you as you shake your head, a wider smile on your face.

"That was not my fault, you couldn't stay away from me." You sigh as the both of you start to dance, the only thing that fills the air is the waves softly crashing and the slightly muffled music.

"As much as I loved that, it was fucking freezing." He slips his coat off, helping you take off yours before turning on the fireplace to help the both of you keep warm. You head over to your bag and pull out two packs of hot chocolate. The summer house was always cleaned out before everyone left, so there was little to no food at all in the pantry or fridge.

You set the water to a boil and as soon as it starts to hiss, you pour the water into the mugs, mixing it and watching as the water turns into a comforting mix of chocolate and marshmallows. Conrad comes over, wrapping his arms around your waist as his lips start to leave light kisses on your cheek. A laugh escapes your lips and you sigh, nothing felt better than this.

"Let's warm-up, you're freezing." He mumbles into your neck before slowly pulling away, taking the steaming mugs from the counter, and bringing them over to the living room. You take a seat on the floor and stare at the fireplace. "You sure this isn't just an excuse to cuddle?"

You press your legs against your chest and look over at him as he sits down beside you, shaking his head and taking a careful sip of his hot chocolate. "Nuh-uh. If I wanted to cuddle, you'd be willing to anyway." He smirks as you roll your eyes and lay on his shoulder.

"Mom would kill me if she found out I snuck out. Thankfully Belly promised to keep it a secret if I brought her a souvenir." He lets out a laugh and lays his head on yours, taking your hand and placing it on the warm mug. You watch as the steam escapes, the warmth of the mug and his hand, plus the fireplace is enough to keep you warm.

"I love you, you know that?" He mumbles out, not wanting to ruin the moment. You nod once and let his free hand cup your face, tilting your head to let your forehead meet his. "I mean it. Prettiest girl in all of Cousins. Actually, scratch that, the entire world." You let out a soft chuckle and lean in, both your lips meet and let the kiss escalate into something bigger.

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-–— AUTUMN CHILL : FLUFFTOBER DAY 2

day two is finally here!! just a small sort of disclaimer, i have never experienced autumn/fall before but i am a lover of the season and aesthetic so this is just my idea based off of photos and films. also i'm back to my roots i love that for me 🫶 | flufftober | navigation

p.s. i appreciate your guy's love for the first fic. jellydoger liking my fic was definitely a small fangirl moment for me

summary: a game of hide and seek in the forbidden forest ends with worry over your cold hands

warnings/cw: no use of y/n , lots of descriptions , lmk if there's more

word count: 0.7k

paring: draco malfoy x you

Hogwarts always had a special charm to it when the chilly seasons came. The castle was already decorated with pumpkins and the air had never felt better, oh, and the leaves. The crunch as you step on them, how beautiful they look on or off the trees. Autumn in Hogwarts was definitely something worth experiencing.

Which is how you were able to trick Draco into a small game of hide and seek with you after some drinks in The Three Broomsticks. "I know you're here somewhere, darling. The leaves aren't really your best friend today." He calls out in a teasing manner while you were trying your hardest to not step on said leaves, no matter how crunchy they seemed.

The closer he got, the more you started to rethink your hiding spot. There weren't many places to hide in the forbidden forest besides trees, trees, and more trees— and as tempting as hiding in the leaves would be, that would be too much work— so you had to act fast and quick.

You quickly found a clear path but Draco was always close behind, staying still and silent to find you quicker. As you continued to run, you were definitely running out of breath, so as soon as you found a big enough tree to hide behind, you sat there and scanned your eyes all over the forest. Shades of orange and red fill your vision.

He felt close by as if he was right behind you. You weren't too tense since besides harmless creatures frolicking around, it was just the both of you, but you still had to keep your guard up. Something did catch your eye though: a leaf in the shape of a heart. Some parts of it were bent, but it also seemed natural.

A smile grew on your face as you continued to look at it, carefully pocketing it with the worry of getting it crushed. What you didn't realize, was that Draco—

"Boo!" He quickly taps your shoulders and yells, laughing as you flinch and slap his arm instinctively. "Draco!" Your breath was heavy, but you couldn't help but let out a laugh as well. He crouches beside you, your back pressed up against the tree and your legs curled up to your chest.

He had a soft smile on his face, perfect gray-blue eyes, and beautiful, kissable lips. He was perfect in your eyes, you were perfect in his. He leans in and gives your lips a soft peck before taking your hands in his.

"Your hands are freezing, love. I told you, you should've worn your gloves." He frowns, slipping off his own. "It's fine, I promise. I don't need yours, don't worry." She takes his hands to stop him, but he gently nudges them away, slipping one of his gloves on your hand.

"If you won't take both, at least take one. Mother made them..." He smiles, admiring the black gloves with the signature 'M' embroidered on the top with silver.

You look at the glove with a smile, it didn't fit properly, but it felt like it did too. Your eyes meet his and you let out a soft giggle as you noticed his face, his nose was pink, as well as his cheeks. You gave a soft kiss on all three spots, his cheeks seemingly getting more pink.

"The autumn chill hasn't been too kind to you now, hasn't it?" You tilt your head to the side a little to admire his face a little more, a small smile on your face. He chuckles and shakes his head, his blonde hair moving along.

"Maybe, maybe not. How about we warm up in the castle? The others are probably there as well anyways." He stands up and offers a hand to you, taking it graciously. "Sure. Oh, I wanna show you something I found!" You say as your smile grows wide, pulling out the leaf you found.

"Isn't it beautiful?" There was a sparkle in your eye, he loved that about you. He nods and smiles wide, wrapping an arm around you as if to warm you up from the cold weather. "Mhm, just like you." He kisses your head as both of you walk back to the warmth of the castle.

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-–— FLANNEL SHIRTS : FLUFFTOBER DAY 3

i was supposed to post this yesterday but i was incredibly tired, anyways this is shorter and personally not one of my favorites so far, but i hope you guys still like it 🤸‍♀️ | flufftober | navigation

summary: nothing sounds better than being wrapped around in scott barringer's flannel shirts

warnings/cw: no y/n

word count: 0.5k

paring: scott barringer x you

Flannel shirts were his brand at this point. You see a tall, dirty blonde boy wearing any type of flannel, it was most likely Scott. Whether the season or weather, he would be wearing one.

It was something you noticed when you first met him, his blue flannel shirt just seemed like a style choice until a couple of weeks later when you noticed he had almost every color imaginable. And as you grew closer to him, the thought of wearing one of them sounded like one of the best comforts right next to his warm embrace.

The bell that rang throughout the wooden walls of the classroom snapped you out of your thoughts and started to pack your things alongside everyone. "I was thinking, since we have to do that reading over the weekend, why don't we just read it together? At least the first few pages."

His raspy voice was always something you loved about him. "It's not a bad idea. How about after classes tonight in the common room?" You move closer to him as the both of you walk, not too close to cause stares. He nods and looks into your eyes, a silent look that you understand despite it saying a thousand words.

It was late at night, and you and Scott were curled up on the couch together surrounded by the other Cliffhangers who were reading or just talking with each other. But you couldn't focus as Scott read the book aloud so the both of you could be on the same page, your gaze was focused on his flannel shirt.

It was a darker color than his other flannels, but it complimented him well, especially at this time of the year. You didn't even realize that he had stopped reading until he spoke. "You still there? I feel like you're not as interested in my reading." He chuckles out, adjusting his position.

"Hm? Oh- Scott, you know I could never be tired of your voice.” You smile softly and yawn. It had been a long day of assignments, classes, and cleaning duty in the kitchens after all.

"Yeah, alright that may be true, but are you sure you're not focused on anything else?" He wraps an arm around you, your body is starting to feel even warmer, like a fuzzy type of warm. "I promise." Your gaze moves back to his flannel and a smile forms on your face.

"You know, if you really wanted to borrow it, you could've asked me in the first place." A small grin was forming on his face as he put the book down and slipped his flannel off, draping it over you. You feel your cheeks warm up in embarrassment but also as a way of showing your gratitude.

"It was obvious, wasn't it?" You bite your lip and rest your head on his shoulder, sighing softly. "You've been looking at me more than usual whenever I wear them. How much more obvious could you get?" He smirks and sighs, opening the book again and staring to read.

You couldn't tell what was more comforting in this moment, his voice as he read, his flannel around you, or maybe just him in general. Maybe it was all three. Either way, it was a nice feeling that got you even more all warm and fuzzy.

[delqcate]

-–— BAKE MY DAY : FLUFFTOBER DAY 1

heyy i'm backk!! this is probably the first thing i've written in so long and first time i've used second person so excuse the writing for now, and this is my second time writing for anakin which i really am excited and nervous for so i hope i did him justice once again 🫶 | flufftober | navigation

summary: cold air is dawning on coruscant, as it is that time of the year again, and nothing sounds better than comfy sweaters and baking cookies.

warnings/cw: no use of y/n , 'cockblocker' , (lmk if there's more)

word count: 0.6k

paring: anakin skywalker x you

"Oh- don't forget the flour!" You yell out from the room. Anakin lets out a small chuckle and grabs the flour from the pantry. It was starting to become chilly in Coruscant and as much as they adored the sunsets your apartment had to offer, it was always like a freezer.

You walk out of the hall in one of his sweaters, a wide smile on your face as you see everything set up and ready to go. You grab your datapad, which already has a recipe for cookies set up on the screen. They started mixing everything up and it was going quite well, music was playing in the background, and the sun was already setting out to become a beautiful orange sky.

Anakin slips the tray of dough into the oven and shuts it, setting the timer up before looking at the counter. He heads over to you with a warm smile on his face and cups your cheek, kissing your forehead. "You're so...beautiful." He mumbles. You mirror his smile, a smile he could never get tired of seeing— until you notice a look in his eyes that feels too familiar.

"Why are you giggling so much?" You look at him with a questioning look as he bites down on his lip and looks down, shaking his head. "Oh, no reason. But you might wanna look in the mirror." He slips his hands away, trying to contain his laughter as he leans against the counter and crosses his arms.

You quickly head over to the closest mirror and gasp, half your face is covered with flour. "Oh- Anakin!" You grumble, trying to get it off of your face. Your eyes land on the counter, bits of flour still visible. You make your way over with fast steps and rub your hands on it before running them down his black shirt, laughing softly.

He let out a dramatic gasp and his eyes landed on yours. "How dare you!" He runs his hand down your shirt, making you gasp. "No- no, how dare you!"

And soon enough, they were running around the apartment with flour all over them. In their hair, on their clothes, and even on their face. After a while, Anakin had her pinned on the couch, their laughter dying down until only their heavy breathing could be heard.

The tension was thick, the same thing running through their heads. His eyes scanned her entire body, even covered in flour you were an angel in his eyes. Before they clashed with each other, the timer finally ended. You swore you heard him mumble 'cockblocker' and let out a small laugh.

The cookies were perfect, in all their heart-shaped glory, just the way they shaped it. He picked one up with his hand and immediately dropped it, hissing softly. "God, that's hot!" He shakes his hand around, a laugh coming from you. "They just came out of the oven, what did you expect?" She moves closer to him and takes his hand, kissing each of his fingers softly.

"Feel better?" She looked into his eyes, they were like a whole other galaxy. "Hm, not quite." He smirks before leaning in and kissing you, it was on the cusp of being rough and gentle. The way their lips fit together was like a perfect puzzle piece, truly made for one another.

You both slowly start to pull away, whispering on his lips. "How about we take a shower? I deserve it after you turned me into a wompa." He chuckles and shakes his head, their foreheads against eachother. "No, no. You're perfect, but we do definitely need that shower. Then we eat the cookies."

"So are you telling me you'd still love me if I was a wompa?" You smile, a soft laugh coming from you. "Wompa, Loth-cat, I don't care. I'll love you until every star in the galaxy dies."

[delqcate]

tonight, i'm gonna dance, for all that we've been through

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summary - y/n make the mistake of accepting a daft boy's invitation to the yule ball and she has nothing to do but miss out on the fun, but draco malfoy would change that

warnings - rusty writing, modern day hogwarts (?), so many references to taylor swift that i "accidentally" snuck in, slight cormac slander, one cuss word, quite short, not proofread

paring - d.m. and y.n.

a/n - hey, it's been a while, i know i haven't been as active and people haven't really been interested in what i write anymore but i had that one part of holy ground in my head and i saw this prompt in my fic ideas so an idea sparked, i hope you guys enjoy <3

also yes we're just going to pretend that i didn't have a breakdown earlier 😋

Y/N LOOKS OVER at the entrance. the daft gryffindor whom she decided to go to the yule ball with never came. she doesn't really know how it never occurred to her that he probably just asked her out for a stupid dare, but she saw it as an opportunity to make a special someone jealous.

draco malfoy, slytherins finest.

or in her eyes, her childhood best friend.

she wanted to ask him out; or more so him to ask her out, but she never had the guts to cause of her ever growing crush for the blonde boy. it's a little cliche but during one cruel summer night y/n invited him over for a sleepover cause she had another breakdown. she said a silly, lame, little joke that she knew wasn't even funny but he laughed, and that laugh hit her right in the heart and slowly melted into a puddle.

" y/n ? you alright there, darling ? " she snaps out of her thoughts and looks up at the voice; finding out it belonged to the same boy who owns her heart. " oh- yeah i'm fine, draco. don't worry. " she puts on a reassuring smile and watches as sits beside her. " so, where's mclaggen ? if that gryffindork stood you up i will hex him " he chuckles, not expecting her to look down and clear her throat. his mood changing almost immediately.

" y/n..did he really ? " draco looks down at her with a frown, anger slowly growing in him. she sniffles and mumbles " i think it was all a silly dare from his friends..i genuinely thought he wanted to come with me. pansy even helped me pick out a nice dress even if she didn't think too kindly of cormac. " she looks at him, her eyes now all glossy. " oh- love, c'mere.. " he hugs her gently and rubs her back, playing with her hair as she rests her chin on his shoulder.

" next time i see him i will kill him.. " he mutters under his breath, smiling at y/n's soft giggle. followed by a sniffle as she mumbles " don't mess my hair up, please. " he laughs softly and nods, mumbling, " i won't. now, you stay right here love. i have something to do. " he kisses her head and stands up, walking over to the dj. y/n watches from afar as draco jogs back to her as the dj plays a new song.

y/n's eyes widen in realization as the song plays, her heart melting like crazy as she looks over at draco's silly smile. " i know you like this muggle singer. so i suppose if mglaggen won't make this night memorable for you, how about i do? " he stretches his hand out to her and she sniffles with a wide smile, taking his hand before dragging him to the dance floor. y/n's laughs and little dance moves are the only thing draco cared about at that moment.

he takes her hand and twirls her around, laughing with her as she falls onto him. his body thankfully stopping them from falling, then it's as if they were both in a movie. time had slowed down, both of them staring into each other's eyes. and just like clockwork, they slowly leaned in for a kiss. their eyes shut, enjoying every moment. after a while they both pull back and jump a little as they hear cheering.

they both look to the side and see their friends cheering. especially a very enthusiastic pansy jumping up and down on heels, screaming, " i fucking knew it ! pay up boys ! "

they both laugh and look at each other again to share another small, but tender kiss before he leans into her ear and whispers. " i've been listening to more of this muggle singers songs and checked the name of a very interesting song i was listening to that i remember you telling me it reminded you of me. london boy, was it ? " he asks teasingly before she laughs and slaps his chest before whispering back " yes, and many others from that album. "

he chuckles and pulls something out of his pocket, " is this one of them ? " he opens his palm and inside lays two paper rings, one green and one he painted silver. y/n's mouth drops and she lets out a small squeal. " draco lucius malfoy, you did not just make us paper rings ! " he chuckles and takes one of her hands, slipping it onto her ring finger. she bites her lip to contain her wide smile as she does the same to him, whispering as she does so,

" i take this magnetic force of a man to be my...lover "

[delqcate]

# i just wanna stay, in that lavender haze

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summary: reader is in a relationship with draco and is madly in love with him but everyone seems to think of her as something less or more

warnings: not proofread, hints at sex but no actual sex, like one cuss word

paring - d.m. and y.n.

a/n: first fic of this series ahhh! i can't wait to write all the fics and explore writing for other characters along the way. i really hate this but i hope it's good enough?

Y/N WAKES UP on her bed, staring up at the ceiling as she thinks about the events taking up just a few hours ago. she fell asleep quite quickly but then woke up suddenly. she looks over to her the boy beside her, his back faced to her but that didn't stop her from admiring him. his messy blonde hair, his beautiful pale skin in the little light the slytherin dungeon windows had to offer, and the little moles scattered around his body. she feels a smile form on her face as she falls asleep again.

y/n wakes up and looks around the room, thankful for the fact that she was actually able to sleep well. she gets up and realizes her lover wasn't beside her like usual. she yawns and walks over to the bathroom, knocking on the door. "draco, are you in there?" she yawns again, rubbing her eyes a little before the door opens slightly and what a sight it was. draco stood there, his hair damp from his shower. she felt her cheeks warm up.

"morning, love. enjoying the view?" he smirks, an eyebrow raised. she blushes more and walks over to the sink, getting ready for the day with draco clinging onto her from behind, admiring her in the mirror. as soon as both of them are ready they walk out of the dorms and into the great hall, suddenly gazes from other students catch the lovers eyes but they don't mind them. instead they walk over to their friends, draco kisses y/n's cheek before sitting down beside her.

"hello, lovebirds. word travels pretty fast y'know." theo chuckles, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice. y/n looks up at him and clears her throat, "please don't tell me we were that loud.." her eyes were slightly wide. she swore that they use muffilato but at the same time she didn't remember doing so. "you weren't that loud, unless you count traumatizing first years and us having to explain to them what the fuck you were doing in the most child friendly way- then yeah." pansy says calmly.

y/n's eyes widen and draco chokes on his drink, they both look over at eachother, both equally as flustered as the other. theo and lorenzo burst out laughing, suddenly remembering the looks on the first years faces as pansy tried to explain to them what they were doing. "don't worry, mate. i'm sure those kids will forget about it." blaise tries to reassure them, trying not to laugh alongside his friends.

draco rolls his eyes and sighs, "yeah, yeah. anyways, i was planning on having another party tonight in the room of requirement. seeing as we're all tense with school lately it seems like we need one." everyone nods in agreement.

since it was the weekend everyone decided to split up, the boys would get the supplies and the girls would get the drinks and a few snacks if they wished. it took them a while to get there since y/n and draco wouldn't part ways but after a while they finally did and so they were off.

"so, how's being with draco so far? i know it was your first time doing it with him and- he seems to know what he was doing." pansy chuckles as y/n playfully slaps her arm. "oh shut up! i mean he was good to be fair." she laughs alongside pansy. "but yeah he's amazing and i'm already madly in love. i know it's almost been a month but i feel like we could be more in the future." she smiles. suddenly she cant seem to get draco out of her head, blushing at the thought of his smile and his eyes and just everything about him.

"i guess you could say you're in that lavender haze." y/n's brows furrowed as she looks over at pansy, both of them still walking to the three broomsticks. "what's that mean?" pansy shrugs and looks over at her. "some muggle term that means to be madly in love with someone. i saw it when i was studying with mione and got bored." y/n raises her brows and hums. "makes sense." they both walk into the three broomsticks and grab the things they needed.

pansy decided to bring the drinks to the room of requirement so y/n would have time to get ready. as she walks back to the dorms she spots a group of girls gossiping and something caught her attention.

"she's definitely just a one time thing. i mean, i get they've been together for almost a month but trust me. as soon as this year is over, he will leave her for me."

she frowns a little but shrugs it off, she was madly in love with draco and as much as she had her doubts she knew he would never do such a thing.

y/n and draco walk into the room of requirement and the party is already bustling with different students, some younger years were able to sneak in but the older years didn't mind as long as they didn't drink anything alcoholic. they might be enjoying the party but they weren't that irresponsible.

they both walk over to their friends hand in hand and sit with them. they grab drinks that were already on the table and cuddle on the couch, y/n on draco's lap as they look around the room. draco rests his head on her shoulder and mumbles, "we haven't talked much today, love. what's on your pretty little mind, hm?" he sips his drink, waiting for her answer.

"not much..just heard a couple of girls gossiping about us. saying that i would be some type of one night to you." she mumbles back, she shrugs it off as usual but draco sits up properly with her. "really? well first of all those girls are absolute idiots. I would never leave you for I am already madly in love with you, I think about you all the time. second, the opposite thing happened to me. when i was grabbing the cups with theo he asked me if i would ever propose to you."

she blushes and laughs. "really? we still have loads of time for that." draco chuckles and kisses her neck. "that's what i told him, even smacked his head for that." they both laugh with a smile, one cuddling the other. suddenly the dance floor fills up with smoke, the lights turning into a lavender like color. a lavender haze.

y/n laughs and walks over to the dance floor with draco right behind her. they both laugh as they dance around like idiots, they loved being fools together. draco picks y/n up by the waist and kisses her passionately, their eyes shut softly.

they just wanted to stay in that lavender haze.

[delqcate]

so scarlet it was maroon . | a.s.

hello everyone - i have risen. i know i haven't posted in a while but it's the final month of school so i've been extremelyyy busy ! also the fact that i had no idea to write for maroon until just yesterday so anyways i hope i did anakin justice🥲🫶

summary: anakin comes home with a surprise, and y/n gives him one back—just not one he expected.

word count: 0.8k

warnings: not sure actually- lmk if you notice anything

paring: anakin skywalker & reader

🕛 - meet me at midnights masterlist !

Y/n looks at the roses on her table, sighing softly. She and Anakin have been dating for about a few months now, and while they had to do it in secret due to the Jedi code, lately she felt as if the spark wasn't there anymore. When she and Anakin first got together, the love was bright and passionate; it was a burning red. Now it's dull and dim, like maroon. She found it weird that she was comparing their love to shades of red, but she found it to be oddly correct.

When they first started dating, the thrill was there; they knew the risks, but they loved sneaking around, hiding their relationship, and how every night ended with both of them in bed. But ever since Anakin had been spending more time with Padme, she'd had her doubts; she feared that Anakin had found someone else, and she couldn't blame him. Padme was..perfect.

She wished she hadn't been this insecure about their relationship, but it was one of those nights where Anakin had been out late again. Every time she asked, Anakin would simply say that he was out with Obi-wan or looking for scrap parts, and as much as she wanted to believe him, she felt a sting in her chest. She would shake the feeling away and nod with a smile.

She snaps out of her thoughts as the door opens. She looks over and sighs as she sees Anakin. She breathes heavily and stands up, looking at him with a slight frown. Even in the dimly lit room, he could tell from the slight downward curve of her lips that something was wrong.

"Y/N, what's wrong?" He shuts the door and walks closer, reaching out for her hand, but frowns as she turns around, looking out the window. "Nothing, Ani.." she sighed quietly, the sting in her chest rising. "That doesn't seem like nothing." He frowns more, "Tell me, please." He comes closer, almost towering over her. His hand goes down her arm, and she shivers at the cold metal. "It's just that, lately, I feel like our relationship hasn't been..stable." She shuts her eyes.

"Stable? What do you mean?" He looks at her, confused. He hasn't noticed anything wrong lately, but he has been rather busy lately, and he wouldn't dare tell her the reason why. "Well, you've been so busy lately, and I can't help but wonder if..." She looks out the window, watching the ships pass by as she tries to control her teary eyes. She tries to speak, but her voice is the softest it's ever been. "If you've found someone else..like Padme.."

Instantly, Anakin's eyes widen. "Padme? "No, no, y/n, you don't understand-" He tries to continue, but y/n interrupts him. "Don't understand? Why have I seen you and Padme together all the time? Whenever you say you're out with Obi-wan or looking for scrap parts, there's a part of me that feels like... you're lying." She now faces him, her arms crossed.

He feels his heart instantly break, and he comes closer, cupping her face with both hands. "Y/n, you're the only one that I care for so much, and nothing will ever change that." He looks into his eyes, trying to find a glimmer of something that represents love. Their love was rusting, and he knew it; they both knew it, but they both desperately wanted to salvage it.

"I want to believe you, but I don't know, Anakin. Maybe we should take a break first." She feels tears prick her eyes, staring at his soft lips before looking away. His mouth parts a little and he nods slightly before backing away. "Alright, but I will never, ever, stop loving you. Please remember that, y/n." He swallows harshly, the lump in his throat not helping as he tries to control his tears.

"I know, Ani, but we both need this." She smiles sadly, cupping his cheek and kissing him gently. her tears running down her face as his eyes had just begun to form tears, they slowly pull away, and y/n sends a soft, sad smile before walking out.

Anakin sits on the couch, digging his head into his hands. After a moment of crying, he pulls out a small box from his pocket and opens it, finding a ring with a ruby in the middle. The reason he's been out all the time with Padme is because he needed her help with proposing to y/n. He knew the possible risks of her wearing a ring around, but he had fallen deeply for her. If only she knew when Anakin came home that evening that he was planning to propose to her, but now he would only have to hope that he could trust him once again.

'the lips I used to call home, so scarlet it was, maroon.'

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[skyguys-princess]

Holy shit… this is just… THIS IS AMAZING!

hi angel!!! im aware of how super busy you are rn, but I can't get like frenemies scott barringer and reader out of my head, imagine it, like he's so annoyed by everything she does, she's the total opposite of him, sweet and kind, but also the sarcastic angry feminist, and he's the self-righteous football captain arsehole.

But no matter what he does, she's constantly stuck in his head, and it's kinda like the song "you look so pretty, pretty like the sun, i could watch forever while you shine on everyone" and he's so in love and a little insecure, which he covers up with this pompous arrogant fboy persona

anyways, you're writing gives me life more than anything! when i first discovered your flannel shirt fic on scott, i became obsessed and stalked your profile and obsessively read through all your fanfics, hayden characters or not, I read them all, and im head over heels in love w u :) you genuinely write the best fluff ever, like your my favourite blog for fluff, like don't get me wrong smut is cute and that, but god i would kill for some forehead kisses and hayden fluff

because i love you.

scott barringer x reader

anon you own my whole heart ilysm!!! you're soso incredibly sweet and being your favorite fluff writer??? such an incredible honor 🥹 i'm sorry it took me a while to get to writing this and i feel so bad cause i feel like i just didn't have enough inspiration for this so it's all messy but I hope it's still good. scott and shelby don't get together here but they're still good friends

summary: you and scott don't necessarily hate each other, but you can't tolerate both that much either. after a plan gone wrong, turns out there's a reason why.

warnings/cw: swearing, kissing (i don't know if that's warnings but yeah), fluff fluff fluff

word count: 1.9k

Where does Scott even begin with you? The Cliffhanger's sweetheart, the epitome of the sun in this hell hole, is his friend. Well, sort of.

Because every time he was near you, it felt like he was constantly basking in the sun, yet at the same time, he was warmed up by everything you did, from your smile to your voice. It was almost like he was constantly taunted.

He couldn't get enough of you, though. You were everything he's ever wanted—the warmth and love of another—and yet he still seems to be pushing you away.

But then that all changes when a little surprise is left on one of the class boards one morning when Scott and the other Cliffhangers are called to meet up with Peter and Sophie.

Scott walks into the classroom, wearing a sweater he just threw on due to the cold, and looks at the board in confusion. "Morp? Wh-what's a morp?" His brow was furrowed, and he frankly didn't care too much about decoding it until Auggie followed from behind him. "Oh, cool, a prom?"

Scott looks at Auggie, realizing everyone else is inside already. His eyes land on you, and he suddenly can't focus on anything but you. Everyone was taking a seat, and it took him a moment to realize you sat with him until a hand waved at his face.

"Scott, y'there?" Your voice rings out, and he looks at you, his face brooding as always. "Why? What's up?" He clears his throat and focuses his gaze on you. Despite hating you, he seems to be interested in what you have to say. Probably just sucking it up so it would be over.

You look at him, and suddenly you find yourself drawn to his eyes. Do they seem more blue than usual lately, or have they always been this way? But you don't have time to ponder about that because now it’s his turn to snap you out of your thoughts.

"Hey, are you there?" He gives you a small smirk, and you playfully roll your eyes. “Yeah, sorry,” you say, clearing your throat and resting your head on your palm. “Sophie and Peter paired us for morp planning.”

His eyes widen slightly, but he immediately covers them up with his emotionless stare again. “Why us? ," he asks, sounding annoyed. “Dunno,” you reply. “Probably ‘to build a stronger relationship between us’,” you say, playfully mocking what Peter constantly tells everyone whenever there’s a team activity.

He let out a soft scoff but couldn't help but let a smirk form on his lips. He was starting to let his guard down, something he rarely does around people; besides Shelby, she relates to him more than anyone. "Yeah, all that bullshit."

You nod and chuckle, watching as he bounces his leg, a habit you share with him. "All we have to do is plan the music, so it shouldn't be too bad. They're letting us use Peter's office and a couple more gadgets, I think." You shrug, but all you could think of was Scott.

Spending time alone with him in a room for days on end sounded both eventful and terrifying. But at least it was him instead of anyone else; at least you could get some peace and quiet for once.

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It had been days since you and Scott were assigned to make the playlist, and despite the bickering and constant grogginess you two would feel the next day, it was bearable. It caused something in Scott to brew—something he thought he could keep in, but it was just waiting to burst.

Scott dragged Shelby away to a corner in the common room—not the best place to have a private conversation, but it'll do.

"Let me guess," Shelby starts, her gaze landing on Ophelia talking to Peter and back at Scott. "You need advice to ask her out?" Scott scrunches up his face, annoyed but thinking about it. "Well, yeah," he says after a moment.

She chuckles and looks over at you again, trying to think of anything. "Morp's tomorrow, Scott. How are you sure Auggie or someone else asked her out?" Scott suddenly seemed upset at the thought, however. "You think Auggie has more of a chance than me?" His angry question was a little too loud, loud enough to catch your attention, at least.

Shelby quickly looks away and narrows her eyes at Scott, slapping his arm playfully. "Will you keep it down, you idiot?" He whines and leans against the wall, crossing his arms and staring at you from afar. "How am I ever going to ask her out? I'm just the cocky football star, a pompous asshole fuckboy. Every bad thing you could think of."

She sighs and moves closer, taking his hand and watching his expression before continuing, "Sure, you can be a complete asshole." He scoffs and looks at the floor. "Great way to start that off," he muttered. She rolls her eyes and continues with, "But all that matters is what they think of you. You wanna go all out and be stupid with your promposal? Go ahead. I'll be there every stupid step in the way."

He moves his gaze on her and mutters, "Stop calling me stupid. But, thanks."

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The plan was perfect. You and Shelby would be hanging out together, saying some good stuff about Scott, and Scott would play football with Auggie. Auggie would throw the ball at you, and he would save you. He would tie that to some smooth way to ask you out, but he would worry about that later. What was the worst that could happen?

Scott watches nervously as Shelby and you sit at the bleachers, taking a deep breath as Shelby discreetly nods and Scott starts to play. Your gaze moves to Scott, and a small smile grows on your face. Seeing Scott play football was cute to you. Despite being an ex-football captain, he still never lost his love for the sport, and you admire him for that.

Shelby notices your stare and chuckles, looking at Scott and back at you. "You eyeing Scott?" Your cheeks heat up and your eyes land on her, shaking your head as your face gets all flushed up. "No- well yeah, but not in that way! He's my friend; I just want to watch him."

Your gaze moves back to the two boys playing, and you swear you saw Scott wink at you, but maybe it was your mind playing tricks on you; he probably got something in his eye.

But you didn't even have time to think because the football started flying towards you, and Scott's amazing plan came crashing down as soon as the ball hit him right in the face.

"Scott!" You yell out and rush down to him with Shelby. He lets out a loud groan and covers his face. He's never felt so much pain and embarrassment before. "Auggie, fuck!" He groans out. "I didn't mean to, I- I'm sorry!" Auggie frowns and looks at the two, watching as you take Scott into your arms and prop your leg up for him to rest on.

"Shit- Scott, move your hand." You frown and try to move his hand, watching as a crowd of people form, someone rushing to grab Peter. Scott whines and shakes his head, saying something about how it really hurt, but it's muffled from his hands.

"C'mon, please? I swear the pain will be gone soon; I need to see how bad it is." You were trying to stay calm for the both of you, and after a moment, he moves his hands away to reveal a bleeding nose and some tears.

You wince and help him stand up. With the help of Shelby and Auggie, you guys safely bring him to the girls rooms and onto your bed, hurrying off to the bathroom while the two find something that could help Scott besides a wet rag.

You return to him on the bed and move his hand away. A small hiss escapes you, and you start to clean him up. The silence was killing you after a while, so you mumbled out, "That was stupid, y'know?"

He looks at you with an annoyed expression and scoffs, trying not to move too much as you clean his nose and check if it is broken. "Well, I'm sorry for saving your life," he says sarcastically, clearly upset that you didn't appreciate him saving you. Maybe his plan was just stupid.

"I mean, I appreciate it, but look at you now." You frown and place the rag on your side table, grabbing some tissues to clean the spot better. "Why'd you do it? Ruin your oh-so-perfect face for me?" He smirks and looks at you. "You like my face, huh?" You roll your eyes, and he lets out a small laugh as you punch his arm.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it." He lets his laughter die down and listens to the two of you breathing. It calmed him down to hear your breath, especially because he definitely needed to calm down. He took a deep breath and calmly let out, "Because I love you."

You stop your arm and move your gaze from his nose to his gaze, which was locked onto yours. You couldn't tell if it was because he was frozen in embarrassment or because he wanted to show you he really meant it; either way, it left you shocked.

How does he like you? He's made it very clear that he has some hatred towards you , so it didn't make sense. "But the way you act around me—" he quickly interrupted you. "It's because I'm insecure." He sighs and looks down at his hands, feeling the embarrassment creep up on him.

"You're just so- so gorgeous. You make everyone smile and laugh; it's like the goddamn sun. You shine so bright, and I can't help but feel this jealousy towards you because everyone gets to experience all of that." Although he didn't outright say it, it was clear to you that he was jealous, and it was incredibly adorable.

You let out a soft laugh, and at first he thought you were laughing at him, but a small smile formed on his lips when he realized you were laughing with him. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, I feel like I shine brighter when I'm with you. You make me sparkle, I guess."

He chuckles and moves a little closer, sensing the change in tension, and he was sure you did too because you moved closer. "Sparkle, huh? What are you, a vampire?" He smirks and wraps his arm around you, making you roll your eyes and cup his cheek. "Just shut up and kiss me."

"Yes, ma'am." He smirks wider and kisses you gently, immediately crash-landing into heaven as soon as he feels your lips. They were soft and felt heavenly, just like he imagined. The kiss grew deeper but didn't last too long as someone threw a box of bandages at them.

Scott pulls away in annoyance but quickly gets flustered as soon as he sees Shelby and Auggie; he completely forgets they were coming back. "Congratulations, lovebirds!" Shelby smirks and moves her gaze between Scott and you. "But do us all a favor and get a room, will you?"

You let out a small chuckle and quickly helped Scott clean up, hearing the pair's footsteps as they headed outside. Despite both of you being complete opposites, Something told you it would all work out in the long run.

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