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yoichichi · 3 years ago

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How They Cuddle

karasuno x reader

warning(s): none ! :)

a/n: some sweet luv for the hq boys :) I’m planning on doing a part for the other fandoms I write for too - aot, bnha, & jjk - as well as the rest of the hq teams/characters - so keep an eye out if you’d like! And as always I love interacting w you guys :) feel free to leave comments/flood my inbox :D!

characters: daichi, asahi, sugawara, nishinoya, tanaka, yamaguchi, tsukishima, kageyama, hinata, yachi, & kiyoko

Daichi

He’s a hugger for sure! If you’re on your phone, or reading, or doing anything before bed he’s snuggling up behind you and resting his head on your shoulder to watch what you’re doing - he’s nosey like that. Anyways, being the big spoon is a very convenient cuddling position for that, and he gets to wrap you up and hold you close <3

Through the night though he slowly scoots down off his pillow in his sleep, so when you wake up his face is nuzzled into the middle of your upper back with his arms still squeezing around your midsection so tight you know you’d have to wake him up to get him to let go 😭 he’s also for sure a light snorer, but it’s ok he makes up for it by being cute or whtv 🙄

Asahi

Another spooner! He’s not particularly bias to being the big or little spoon but he just can’t face you 😭

There’s a few reasons: 1) it makes him freak out and it’s like he can feel your eyes on him even if they’re closed. He’ll be constantly peeking one eye open to look at your face and he’s half scared he’s gonna open them and you’re gonna be staring at him like 👁👁 LMAO

2) the breath on his face tickles too much and will eventually start to irritate him and he gets pouty cause it makes it tough to sleep

And 3) what if he’s making a weird face in his sleep and you wake up to see it 😭

So spooning for the win it is

Sugawara

I don’t think he’d be a big fan of being held, it makes him feel too claustrophobic and he’d feel kinda bad moving you off of him if he had to use the bathroom in the middle of the night :( I also think he tosses n turns a bit while sleeping so holding him wouldn’t be the best option anyways, however!

He likes touching/lightly intertwining legs - one reason is because you can kind of get away with it from any angle but still find a comfortable position that suits you, the other reason is because his feet get cold in the middle of the night and this is the easiest way to steal your warmth

Nishinoya

Ok ok, so I know it’s cliche - but I do think he’s a teensy bit too excited for bedtime cuddles! Not in a restless way, he’s just too excited with the act of actually cuddling you, like every time. Day cuddles are different! When the two of you have some alone time and he’s snuggled up with you on the couch, leaving a bunch of kisses (his favorite are Eskimo kisses), periodically grabbing your face so your lips pucker and leaving a dramatic kiss there after he talks about how cute you are (“oh my god you’re so adorable I could crush you ☹️🥺”), and then squeezing you so tight sometimes your back even cracks, it’s fine! You’re not trying to sleep so it’s just sweet Noya doting on you - but you can see how this would be a problem when y’all are tryna get some shut eye 😭

Solution: back to back, but touching so you can still feel each other’s closeness <3, bonus: every time Noya becomes aware your guys’ butts are touching he giggles and wiggles a little until you remind him it’s time to sleep 😭

Tanaka

Ok but he needs to have a hand on your ass and not even in a sexual way 😪🤚🏼 he just grabs on naturally or rests his hand there and sometimes lovingly pats it when he kisses your cheek before either going back to falling asleep or being on his phone or smth :)

He also loves burying his face in your neck, it just feels so soothing to him and he also finds your smell so relaxing and makes him feel all warm inside! Like when he sees you after a long day he loves wrapping you up in a big hug and leaving kisses in the crook of your neck and burying his face there cause he just missed you sm <3

Yamaguchi

Very much like Hinata he also adores being intertwined with you!! He finds it particularly comforting with your face buried in his chest or neck while he has his legs wrapped up with yours. He thinks it’s the best position to lean down and press a kiss to the top of your head (his favorite kind of sweet kiss), which he always does right before he feels himself drifting off to sleep.

He also likes rubbing your back/neck this way until you fall asleep, or while you talk about anything you wanna talk about. Waking up this way is also his favorite, and if you guys have moved in your sleep, you bet he’s pulling you back into a hug. He periodically squeezes you in his arms, leaves feather light kisses to your shoulder, runs his hands up and down your back, sure you probably won’t be asleep for much longer now with all this movement, but he just can’t help it with how sweet you look sleeping! Don’t worry though he’ll keep up the soothing while you wake up and talk about your dreams and what you want for breakfast :)!

Tsukishima

Not much of a cuddly guy throughout the day but when bedtime rolls around you bet your ass he’s expecting some kind of physical affection. His favorite is when he lays on his back with his arm out so you can nuzzle into his side, and once you’re all comfortable he wraps said arm around you to pull you in close.

Your favorite is when he runs his hand up and down your side or draws little designs with his fingers on any exposed skin. His favorite is when you bring your face up to rest in the crook of his neck or rest your head on his chest, any light kisses you leave or the breath that puffs out of you and hits his neck every now and then never fails to give him goosebumps and make him blush.

Kageyama

I don’t think he’s particularly ~stiff cuddling with you but I definitely think it’s not his forte when it comes to bed time! He just finds a comfortable spot - usually on his side or back - and that’s that! He’s found it and is gonna be out in approximately 2 minutes, but he does love feeling you in bed next to him :(

A good compromise he’s decided is reaching his hand out next to him him so he can hold onto your hand while he sleeps, or being the little spoon! It actually feels super comforting to him to feel you all cuddled up to his back and keeping him warm no matter if you’re bigger or smaller than him <3 he also loves the way he has to pry your arms off of him when he has to get up in those early mornings, or the way he feels your face squish up against his back sometimes, he just loves you.

Hinata

He definitely gets hot in his sleep but he love love loves cuddling with you, so you’ll always start off wrapped up in each other somehow. Usually face to face with your legs intertwined cause he thinks talking to each other about any and everything is a good way to wind down before bed - and I mean anything. Sometimes it’s just him asking you odd questions he’s been thinking about recently before one of you remembers you can google it

But no matter how you two fall asleep at first, you always wake up clinging onto his sprawled out body (probably because he’s kicked the blanket onto the floor and you got chilly in your sleep) or far away from him with all the blanket to yourself as he peacefully snores beside you <3

Yachi

Play with her hair and she’s KNOCKED 100%! She also loves either holding you or being held, but there’s got to be SOME kind of holding going on for her heart to feel full <333

She’s also the queen of surprise hugs from behind once you’ve been together for a fair bit and she feels more comfy being publicly affectionate with you! And if you do the same to her it never fails to make her smile or cover her face cause she’s blushing from surprise

“(Y/n)!! You startled me!” And now you have a very excited & giggly gf 😽😽

Kiyoko

I personally see her as a pretty religious back sleeper so the most ideal position is you in her side or you laying between her legs while she holds you and your head is resting on her chest. PERSONALLY she prefers the second one but she leaves it up to you <3

She just thinks it’s most ideal how she could reach down and trace her fingers lightly on the side of your face; or play with your hair if she’s able to; or rub your neck, back, and shoulders to ease any stress from your day. She’s a big giver of private affection and thinks it’s so cute when you’re so tuckered out you she wakes up with a little drool on her shirt. Not to mention your weight and warmth is super comforting to her ! And even if she wouldn’t admit it, she likes being able to use not wanting to move and wake you as an excuse to get 5 more minutes of you cuddling with her.

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Ahhhh hehehehe I hope you like and comments and all that jazz are always appreciated!! Big smooches :)

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mrkcore · 4 years ago

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𝐄𝐏 𝟏: 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓 - 𝐥.𝐡𝐜

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: lee donghyuck x fem!reader

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: college!au (cs - computer science major haechan, psychology major y/n)

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, slight angst

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): suggestive innuendo(s), infidelity, drinking

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.2k

𝐚/𝐧: the first chapter of the and they were roommates! series :D send in an ask or comment here to be added to the taglist! (sorry for the delay, i have been really unproductive so uh, yeah)

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

you’ve been stuck with haechan for about a month. you’ve successfully avoided him for the majority of the time, he’s still a bit flirty, but he’s been pretty quiet too.

except for when he streams. did he mention that he was a streamer? unfortunately no, you had to find out the hard way.

“haechan, can you fucking tone it down?” you storm into his room after enduring half an hour of his screaming on a thursday night. “i have an essay due tomorrow and it’s 30 percent of my mar-”

you see a professional looking mic, webcam, and another monitor with what seems like comments flowing in constantly on the screen.

“oh…” you trail off taking in all the equipment in front of you as haechan looks up at you.

“oh hey, sorry about that, jeno and renjun were being noobs and i needed to teach them a lesson, chat knows. i’ll keep it down, sorry.” he turns back to his game in front of him, completely unbothered.

“yeah.. uh sorry for barging in, thanks.” you say quickly and dash out his room, hearing the other voices from his headset laugh.

your face is hot, and you feel so embarrassed.

anyways, lesson learned.

a few days later, you were complaining to your friend about haechan on a zoom call–as usual.

this time, however, she needed to spill the tea about her thoughts.

“ma’am, what is this tension,” she jokes. “i can feel it from miles away.”

“hey!” you snap back. “need i remind you that i have a boyfriend? and haechan? ew no, he gets on my nerves too much for that.”

“oh right, your boyfriend.” she rolls her eyes. “i think you need to visit him, you’re so uptight all the time, i’m gonna get wrinkles if you keep complaining to me about shit.”

“oh right, restrictions have been slightly lifted, i can probably go visit him.” you remember reading about it in the news.

“yep, go.” your friend sips on her iced coffee and you laugh.

the next day, you go through with your plan to go visit your boyfriend.

all prepped and ready and you were going to walk out the door before you hear haechan coming out his room.

“oh, good morning, i’ll be out for a bit, maybe the whole day.” you say to him.

“good morning.” he yawns. “look at you all dolled up and pretty, where you going?” he smirks as you roll your eyes.

“visiting my boyfriend,” you scowl out. “now if you’ll excuse me, i better get going.”

“oh great, hope you enjoy your time with him.” he smiles and you think he’s going to be nice for once. “don’t forget protection.”

you groan. of course he had to ruin it.

“thanks haechan.” you yell behind you as you walk out the door.

it takes around 1 hour to drive to your boyfriend’s university, and an additional 10 minutes to his apartment, and you’re giddy the whole time.

you’ve missed human interaction.

and no, lee haechan does not count.

you’ve missed the warmth and fuzzy feeling of an embrace, of having someone’s arms around you, protecting you from the outside world.

you couldn’t wait to get cuddles.

hopefully your boyfriend likes this surprise.

gleefully walking into the building, pressing in the password to his apartment complex. completely missing the creaking coming from his room, but as you entered, you hear the voice of another person, who was definitely not your boyfriend.

you stomp right up to the door, and push it open.

there’s two people in the bed, and your eyes glower at your boyfriend.

“what?” the girl screams, scrambling to cover herself.

“babe?” your boyfriend is frozen on the spot as the girl looks at him as if he just said the most bizarre thing ever.

“babe?” she seems angry now. “you said you were single? what the fuck?”

“yeah, i think he lied to you.” you say coldly. “do you have anything to confess, ‘babe’?”

“you’re a douche, what the fuck.” she gets up and gets dressed. “i’m so sorry, he told me he was available, i would literally never agree to sleep with anyone who’s taken.”

“yeah, it’s okay.” you say, kind of relieved, and the two stare are you like you’re an alien. “at least now i know what type of person i was dating.”

and you turn to walk out.

“wait, babe please.” your ex tries to run after you. “y/n, let me explain.”

“no need to, we’re over.” you turn to say. “you need a ride?” you ask the girl.

“yeah sure.” she says. “don’t call me.”

“babe please, can we talk this out?”

you couldn’t believe it. you drove 1 hour to see him and he has the audacity to pull this shit and expect you to just easily forgive? nope, lesson learned.

pfft, and he said long distance would work.

“no we can’t, now if you’ll excuse us, we have somewhere else to be.” you grab the girls arm and walk out the door, slamming it in front of your ex’s face before he can catch up.

“do you have any plans for the rest of today?” you ask the girl after entering your car. she shakes her head while you smile. “great, any bar or night club recommendations you have?”

“uhh, bar then nightclub?” she suggests.

“i like the way you think.” you giggle. “i’m y/n btw.”

“yina.” she smiles back at you as you pull out of the parking lot.

a few hours later, and way too many drinks in, you’re at a table with yina, spilling your deepest secrets about your relationship with your ex.

“can you believe he made me wash his socks?” you take a sip before continuing. “and with my hands too!”

“what? that’s disgusting!” she listens to you rant in disbelief.

“yeah, he said that his socks were precious and the washing machine was too harsh on the cotton or some crap.” you snicker as you recall the other stupid stuff he told you. “ah the shit i did for love.”

“men are trash,” yina says. “cheers to that.” and you both down the rest of what’s left of your drink.

fast forward another 2 hours, you’re wasted. absolutely wasted.

yina held you back a little bit, but its no use. you needed this.

“y/n, it’s like 11 pm, you’re drunk, i’m barely sober, i think we should call someone to come and get us.” yina tries to reason with you while you shake your head.

finally after 10 minutes of bickering, you finally agree.

“here’s my phone, you can call anyone.” you rest your head on your folded hands after handing her your unlocked phone. “anyone but haechan.” you start to doze off. “anyone but haechan…”

“hbbhng” you jolt up, feeling the warmth of your own bed.

how did you get back home?

groaning, you feel your headache. you feel the vomit coming up your throat as you gag.

you almost fall trying to get out of your covers.

“woah there, be careful.” haechan is suddenly barging into your room, holding onto you so you don’t fall on your face, guiding you to your bathroom.

you’re too nauseous to wonder why he’s even helping you or even bother screaming at him like usual.

he pats your back soothingly as you vomit into the toilet.

“there you go, that’s it. i’ve got you.” he reassures you.

“what are you even doing helping me?” you’ve washed up and downed some water, you’re 100% sober now.

“wow,” haechan chuckles, rolling his eyes. “after saving your ass last night, this is the thank you i get?”

“what do you mean you saved me?” you’re genuinely confused by what he means.

“this yina girl called me from your phone, telling me that you’re blacked out drunk in a nightclub at 11:32 PM, on a saturday. asking me to come and get you.” he says, matter-of-factly. “i call a cab, get to the nightclub, haul your ass out the club, drive yina back home, and then us. where during our commute back, you wake up, start crying, and when we get home, you’re bawling about how your boyfriend cheated and you were a dumbass for thinking he would change. remember now?”

you’re in shock.

yina called haechan? you remember clearly that you told her not to, this is so embarrassing. you even cried about your ex to him? oh dear lord you wanted to crawl back into your room into a deep pit and never come out.

haechan must’ve noticed your distressed expression because his face turns softer.

“hey hey hey, sorry, that was a bit mean. you just got out of a relationship, that was really inappropriate of me and i do not blame you for wanting to relax a bit.” he tries to comfort you once again. you’re in even more shock by his words. “honestly, me driving you back home, and taking care of you was the least i could do. it would have been so mean if i just left you guys there.”

you wanted to burst out into tears.

this is the nicest thing you’ve heard in about 6 months.

unfortunately, haechan doesn’t know that.

“oh gosh, jheez, i’m not helping aren’t i.” he’s panicked by your emotional state. “uhm, to make it up to you, i’ll watch one of those scary movies with you?”

your tears instantly are sucked back into your eyes in excitement.

“really?” you ask, just making sure.

“yep, ahaha.” he laughs nervously, but happy to see your mood lighten up.

“you free tonight?” bouncing up and down practically.

“yeah…” haechan is a bit scared. “aren’t you going a bit too fast though, princess? you jut got out of a relationship.”

you gasp and slap him in the arm.

“okay okay! that was a joke. yeah i’m free, i have an essay due, but i’ll be done by 6.” haechan says.

“sounds good!” you b-line for the kitchen, your stomach is completely empty. “see you then haechan!”

oh how haechan regrets his offer.

6 o’clock rolls by, and you choose “the shining” to watch with haechan. anticipating the terror it would bring him.

and you were right.

every jumpscare, even the smallest sounds, haechan would screech in fright. the last straw for him was the knock on your door.

“AHHHH!” he screams, almost knocking the popcorn out of your hands.

“calm down, dude.” you say, standing up to open the door.

to the unfortunate sight of your ex.

“y/n?” he says, softly.

“what are you doing here? how did you find out where i lived?” you were very sure you never gave him your dorm address.

“your friend gave it to me,” the eye bags he has are very evident. “listen, can we talk?”

“no?” haechan suddenly butts into the conversation. “you literally cheated on her, she doesn’t owe you anything.”

“who are you? her rebound?” your ex frowns.

“her roommate, and if you even bothered to keep up with y/n, you’d know.” haechan returns the frown.

“it’s between me and y/n, you have no business telling us what to do.” your ex is getting more aggressive now.

“that’s funny, i was the one who was called to drive her home while she was out drunk, i was the one who listened to her talk about how she regretted believing you again, i was the one who held her hair back when she was vomiting this morning from her hangover.” haechan again returns the energy. “you tried to contact her, but she blocked your number and you had to get her address from her friend. you never even cared to ask her beforehand, and now you wanna try and show up to seem like you care? bullshit. now if you’ll excuse us now, we have a movie to finish.” he slams the door in his face and haechan surprises you for the millionth time today.

your ex bangs on the door for about 3 minutes before giving up, and you guys sit in silence as the movie still plays.

“hey haechan.” you try and start.

“AHHH!” he screams again, scaring you this time.

“JHEEZ BRO I WAS TRYING TO START A CONVO, CHILL OUT.” you scream back.

“okay, i’m fine, yeah sorry, continue.” haechan pants out.

“thanks for that.” you say, genuinely. “not even joking, you didn’t have to do that.”

“well i did, because that dude was a douche. literally having the guts to come over here and try and ask for forgiveness after he cheats. unbelievable.”

“yeah.” you fiddle with your fingers anxiously.

“i like this side of you,” haechan breaks the awkwardness. “you’re usually uptight, little-miss-perfect, and cranky, so i like this raw side of you.”

“mhm, i realized that now. sorry for being such a bitch.” you admit.

“no, i honestly deserve it. but i hope we can be friends now, it would be great to have real conversations with someone, you know?” he says.

“seriously?” you hit him in the chest as he chuckles.

“i’m joking! i swear. but seriously, friends?” he asks.

“yeah, friends.”

and that’s where it started.

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fuckyeahspones · 4 years ago

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1. How did you start shipping Spones?

honestly I've always been a huge multi-shipper, in every fandom I'm/have been in I may have a few ships I don't like, some that I avoid or some that I'm neutral about, and there's usually one or two ships I usually prefer, but in general I vibe with many ships.

I can't tell you exactly when I started shipping Spones, but when I first got into star trek (December 2019, it's been over a year and yet it feels like it was last month) I watched Discovery first and like two episodes of TOS and immediately started reading fic. the first things I read were spirk but one of the first maybe five or ten trek fics I ever read had an element of spones. (or maybe mcspirk? I can't remember rn, but I remember I loved the spones dynamic.) after that I started looking for more spones fics and the rest is history

(I'm still a huge multi-shipper, but any combination of mcspirk, be it romantic or platonic, I love it.)

2. Why do you ship them?

well, it's mostly their dynamic that pulled me in. their characters can obviously be interpreted in many ways, but it think that in most reads of the characters they can complement eachother very well.

3. What are some of the reasons you like Spock as a character? and McCoy?

well for starters I relate to them both. or, I project myself into them, same thing really. but something that always attracted me about Spock's character is the fact that he has so much potential for a study about otherness in every sense of the word; I've legit never found a character more Other in every possible way and yet so... I wanna say human but I'm not sure how accurate that is.

but like, first of all, in context he is an Other in both Human and Vulcan society; both reject him for being "too much" Vulcan/Human and "not enough" Human/Vulcan, which is already a really interesting dynamic to study or play with as a writer (both in canon for the writers of the shows and in fic for all of us). and he's also a perfect character to analyze how us humans (irl, not in-universe) consider Otherness to be and how we interact with it. I just think he's a really interesting character and I love him.

McCoy I honestly kinda took my favourite things about him from canon, took my favourites headcanons about him, meshed it all together in my brain and then deleted what his actual canon character was. in his defence, I do that with most characters in every fandom I interact with, so yeah. I still think his character is great tho, he was clearly the necessary component missing in the Kirk/Spock equation and he helped balance them out. (I think there's an interview where Roddenberry talks about this, it's interesting)

4. Some of your face things about liking Spones: tropes, fics, headcanons, etc.?

I'm a sucker for fluff so I really like soft spones doing domestic shit?? I picture them cuddling a bit on a couch after shift, talking about something sciency, or each reading something in their own PADD, or listening to podcasts tougher??? (I wrote about it in my fic, I made them listen to Sawbones which fits so well I had the idea stuck in my head for a week before I finally caved and added it to the fic) and like McCoy allowing himself to relax, let go of the stress, show his softie side, and Spock allowing himself to drop down his guard a bit, not forcing himself to be so stoicy Vulcan all the time and instead just doing what feels natural, even if that means letting his head drop, relaxing his posture, maybe smiling a bit, the whole thing.

this got longer than expected, and that's considering that I deleted several ranty paragraphs about the brilliance of Spock's character as a way to study otherness, but it's 1am and I'm pretty sure I was just repeating myself so I'll just stop instead

Hey, fellow multishippers unite! It’s so easy to multiship for me so I feel you about vibing with plenty of ships, which obviously includes Spones here lol (Also I too love McSpirk but if I get on that it’ll be a long digression so but you aren’t alone here!)

There are so many things in your answers that I also agree with but if I listed them this post would be long. But yes to all the fluffy, domestic spones stuff and them being able to relax with each other. Ahhhh, such a nice image.

Honestly I would definitely be here to read that ‘rant’ about the brilliance of Spock’s character as a way to study otherness so if you ever want to make a separate post about that and I’m sure many others here would love to read it as well!

[ We're doing a Spock & McCoy appreciation weekend, so send your answers to these questions or anything related you'd like to send! ]

#ask #replies #thisisnotjuli #spones #thank you for your answers! they were fun to read!#it's also nighttime for me here so you're among fellow fans

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nite-shay · 5 years ago

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A leg to Stand on - Togata Mirio x Reader

AN:

Idea: Character finding out their S/O has a prosthetic limb. (Think automail from full metal alchemist).

Sorry for any misspelling or grammar mistakes.

Togata Mirio x Reader

He wasn't supposed to find out, at least not like this.

You were going to tell him, of course. It wasn't something you could hide at least, not for long. A mechanical prosthetic leg wasn't common even in the world of quirks and heroes. While you weren't ashamed of your leg, it wasn't something you flaunted. You were proud of yourself for your body and your accomplishments, but... life felt simpler when people saw you for you, not for what you were missing.

Your love life, if you could call it that, was proof enough of that. It's incredible how many assholes there are in the world. What was more incredible was how you seemed to attract said assholes and DATE them.

One broke up with you after on a treadmill at the gym. Coward did it over a text message.

Another one though your leg was a weakness and bad for his future image.

And then there was your most recent ex. While they were accepting of your metal limb, they thought it would be best for you to get out of the ‘hero business.’ They kept saying how dangerous it was for a 'normal' hero, but for someone like you, it was a death sentence. After a few fights, they played their final card; It was either them or the hero's life.

You could never give up being a hero.

After that, you swore off dating and decided to just focus on your career.

Everything was going great for a while.

Then you met, Togata Mirio, also known as the hero Lemillion.

The sunshine boy wasn't like anyone else you ever met. You ran into him and your coworker Amajiki at a ramen shop near your work. After a shy introduction from Suneater, Mirio invited you to join them. You two really hit it off and chatted like old friends. Amajiki (per request of Mirio) started inviting you to their outing, and you quickly built a friendly relationship with Amajiki, Mirio, and Hado. You were enjoying your time with them, especially with Mirio, but you never could work up the courage to ask for his number.

Luckily, Hado shipped the two of you... hard….

Hado blunt comments about how you two would make beautiful babies (she even went as far as finding an app that merges pictures together to show you what your child might look like), along with other playful ‘hint hint’ comments force the blonde in making the first move. Two dates and a couple of weeks later, you two were officially boyfriend and girlfriend.

Dating.. hell just being around Mirio made you the happiest you had been in a long time...

Maybe that's why you hesitated when you thought about how to bring up your leg.

It's just… you were nervous. You liked him...alot.. maybe even loved him. Of course, Mirio was a hard man not to fall for. And it went far beyond just his looks. His passion, his personality... ok, his looks. Everything about him radiated positivity and life. Put a half-dead plant near him, and the damn thing will jump back to life.

If he did have a flaw, it was he was too perfect. You knew in your heart he would be accepting of your leg and your career, but...

You didn't want to mess anything up, and you really hadn't been dating too long...

Six months might seem like a long time but, given the fact that you were both heroes. It made your schedules a little... wonky, to say the least. Though six whole months have passed, you've only gotten to spend a month actually together in total. But that was the hero's life for you.

While it wasn't always ideal, you both understood, and fortunately, you had technology on your side. Texting, emailing, and calling made the time apart more bearable.

You felt like a giddy school girl as you checked your phone throughout the day. Reading the little message he sent you throughout the day, helped with getting through even the toughest of days.

But today was different.

After weeks of planning, both of you finally had a day off together and planned on spending as much time as you could together.

There was going to be a festival held in a local park nearby that you loved going to every year.

Mirio was dying to see a new comedy movie that just came out and, of course, no date we complete without a nice dinner at the local ramen house, the one you first met at.

Your day was set!

You had just finished brushing your lush (Y/Hair color) hair when you heard a knock at your door. You quickly check your appearance in the mirror before welcoming the expected visitor at your door. Your outfit was simple, (cute/cool) and appropriate for the adventurous day before you. A pair of your favorite pants and (favorite color) tank top. While it wasn't summertime yet, the day was going to be warm and slightly humid.

Mirio arrived at your apartment earlier than expected, and he looked amazing. He stood in the doorway, wearing a black t-shirt and tan cargo shorts that fit him too well. Not that you're complaining, you would soon cut your own tongue out before telling him ‘ya know babe, your butt looks too good in those shorts. You should go change.’

You haven’t taken that many hits to the head yet.

Without any hesitation, you stepped into his warm, welcoming embrace. The feel of his arms around you reminded you that it really had been way too long since you’d gotten to see him. So long, in fact, that it took the two of you a little longer to leave than planned when a quick greeting kiss turned into a heated ', I missed you so much' makeout session. The moment your lips touched, the world around faded away, and there was only the two of you. But before things went too far though, one your neighbor, old miss nosy, interrupted. Apparently, neither of you remembered to shut the front door for some privacy. The sharp huff and her snide comment about hormonal young people these days were enough to pull you from your daze. After rearranging your clothes and locking your door, the two of you were off to enjoy your day.

And oh, what a wonderful day it was.

Even with the slight change of plans.

Aizawa called Mirio around lunchtime and asked him to pick up Eri after school. The UA teacher was being called out to an emergency assignment and wouldn't be back till later that night. Mirio felt bad after telling you over lunch, but you weren't upset. In fact, you were excited to see Eri again and suggested that you include her in your outing. You enjoyed spending time with her. You especially got a kick out watching her and Mirio interact. The brotherly and sisterly bond they shared never failed to bring a smile to your face.

Everything was perfect…

… until a villain attacked…

The three of you were making your way to the festival. You walked beside Miro while he carried Eri on his shoulders. You'd been in an in-depth conversation with the curious young girl, and before you realized it, you reached a rough part of town. Unfortunately, this was the shortest path to the fairgrounds. But with the two of you being heroes, you weren't too worried.

Oh, how wrong you were…

You should have taken the bus.

You through as you dodge another attack from the villain in front of you. You had to be mindful with attacks you dodged, Mirio and Eri were crouched on the ground behind you. Mirio took massive damage from the villain's surprise attack. Parts of his face, the exposed skin on his arms and neck were an angry red and blistered. His breathing was harsh and uneven.

Eri huddled up next to him, was scared but uninjured. Even with Mirio's injuries, he kept himself between the young girl and the man you were fighting. The villain had a dangerous quirk, allowing him to attack with scalding hot steam. Thank goodness for the quick reflexes of your blonde boyfriend. The villain came out of nowhere with a blitz attack aimed right at Eri. With speed only a skilled hero would have, he simultaneously pushed you and Eri out of the way of the blast. But doing so left him completely defenseless, taking the full force of the attack.

In slow motion, you watched Mirio fall while you were left holding the young girl in your arms. Your fury rose as you eyed your injured lover and grinning villain. Quickly you tell Eri to run before you rushed the attacker in front of you. He was preparing for another attack, but before could, you hit him with a hard left, drawing his attention to you.

At some point, Eri ran over to check on Mirio.

"Mirio." you dodge another attack " If you can move, get her out of here. I got this guy!" You tried to counter

"I'm not going to leave you!"

"Just go!" Your quirk was strong, but it wasn't suited to fight the man in front of you. Your best bet was to hold him off until another hero arrived. His steam made it hard to dodge and even harder to get close for a counter. Every dodged, every counter made your skin boil. Finally, after what seemed like forever, you see an opening.

"Gotcha!" You yell, aiming your fist for the man's face.

The villain grinned as he emitted a burst of steam around his whole body. The skin on your hand and arm were instantly burned by the heated moisture of the air. You couldn't help but shout out in pain as you jump back, cradling your injured arm.

"(Y/N)!" Eri's voice echoed through the alleyway.

"You don't stand a chance. So just give me the kid, and I'll let you and your little boyfriend live." He taunted before gesturing over to Eri, who was shaking in Mirio's arms.

"No way. I won't let you take her…"

"What are you? Some hero wannabes?" He sneered.

"Try the real deal." You scoffed back at him.

"Ahhhh, I thought I recognized you… your (Y/Hero Name), aren't you? And is that Lemillion, behind you?" He laughed. "Oh, this is too perfect! I get to kill off two heroes and rid the world of that demon child too? Today's going to be a good day!" He attacked you again with even more determination than before. You manage to dodge most of his attacks and even land a few blows of your own. However, the little damage you could do was nothing compared to the damage you were receiving.

"Are you blind or stupid? Why are you fighting so hard to protect that little brat?"

"What can I say? I tend to take my work home with me."

"That's not what I mean. I mean, why would you fight to protect her?" He rolled his eyes. "It's her fault, Lemillion is quirkless."

" Do you really have nothing else better to do than pick on a little kid?" You weren't going to fall for whatever trick the villain was trying to pull, but a slight look of confusion must have shown on your face.

"You don't know, do you?" He taunted

"That's enough!" Mirio yelled as best he could before he started coughing.

"What Lemillion? Didn't you tell her what happened to you?" He was now looking passed you to your boyfriend behind you. Eri had started shaking as she tried to bury her face into his chest. Whatever the villain was talking about, was clearing affecting the two behind you.

"Shut up!" You attack again. You hated seeing Eri so upset. But what scared you was the look on Mirio's face. Typically, he smiled, even in the face of danger. You could count on seeing his dazzling grin to get you out of the toughest of situations. Not this time, though. You could see anger but also a look of sadness as he hugged Eri close to him, whispering something you couldn't quite make out.

"Let me fill you in little hero. That brat behind you, she's the reason your loverboy back there lost his quirk. It's because of her that he'll never be the hero 'should' have been. All because of her and her damn quirk." He smirked as he continued. "You see, she has the ability to destroy other quirks." You were shocked as you listened to the villain in front of you. You never really asked what Eri's quirk was or how it was they met. Of course, you heard rumors that Mirio was quirkless. You never saw or heard of him using his quirk, so you never really asked about it. Honestly, you really didn't care. He was a damn good hero and an even better person. "Don't you see how dangerous that kid is? She could destroy everyone's quirk! Your's, Mine, Everyone! I'm doing the world a favor by getting rid of her." He chuckled menacingly. "Guess you could call me the hero in this situation!"

"Who the hell do you think you are…" Your teeth ground on each other as your anger rose to a new level.

"What?"

"What gives you the right…" Your voice rose as you took a step towards the villain.

"The right? Honey, I'm a villain. I do what I want when I want." He chuckled.

"Villian or not. That wasn't your secret to tell…"

"Huh?" That confused him.

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TELLING SOMEONE ELSE'S SECRET?!" You launch yourself at the man. "You have no right to do that to someone!" You throw another punch only to meet a wall of steam. It wasn't as hot this time. You must have caught him off guard. That or you were just too mad to feel the pain. "People process things and will let others in at THEIR pace, not yours! People have secrets, and that's fine!

It's also okay for them not to tell anyone, but it's never okay for someone else to tell it FOR them!" You jump back to catch your breath some as you prepare for your next move. You looked back over your shoulder and beamed at the teary-eyed girl and your now smiling boyfriend.

"Mirio… Eri... I understand why you didn't tell me about your quirk or your relationship… I get it... That's a big secret to have. But know this, I will protect you, and I will never see you any different from before. I know what that feels like." You winked. "I have a secret, too, ya know… Something I haven't told either of you yet…" You turn to face the villain who had just gotten his second wind and charging up for the attack. And a powerful one at that. Without any hesitation, you rush the man in front of you.

"(Y/N)! "Eri's fearful voice echoed through the alleyway.

"This is where you die (Y/Hero Name)!" The man engulfed his body in vapor hotter than before. Without any hesitation, you swing your leg in a high kick at the man's face. The vapor destroyed the material of your pants to reveal shiny metal where soft flesh should have been. While you weren't able to see, you could feel the impact of your attack. The contact you made was sold and amplified by your rage, sent the man flying to the alley wall behind him, knocking him out cold.

Adrenaline still pumping, you run over to check Mirio and Eri. Just as you reach them. Backup finally arrives. A couple of offers and some heroes swarmed the scene. Apparently, someone had called in the fight happening in the alleyway, but with the festival going on, it took longer for them to respond.

"Mirio! Are you ok?" You crouched down next to him, checking over both him and Eri.

"Yeah, I'm ok… What… about you…. Eri?" His breath was uneven and hard as he spoke.

"Were ok." You said in unison.

Two EMTs arrived, immediately running over to the three of you. They were more concerned about Mirio and wanted to take him to the hospital. He, of course, fought them, saying how they needed to check you and Eri first. True, the burns on your up arms and hands were severe but weren't life treating. Mirio, on the other hand, had more pressing injuries. The first attack from the villain damaged his throat and lungs. So the paramedics were more focused on getting him to the hospital.

Without hesitation, you and Eri jump in the back of the ambulance with him. Much to the protest of one of the EMTs who was bandaging your burns. The ride back to the hospital was quiet. Eri didn't look at you the whole time. You felt bad. She was shy and to have someone say all those mean things about her... A kid… made you want to go back and kick that villain one more time for good measure. But Eri's safety and Mirio's health comes first. The doctors quickly got Mirio into a room and hooked up to a line of oxygen. One of the nurses was able to apply some minor healing to make his breathing a little easier. However, he would have to wait a little while before someone with the proper quirk could heal his lungs completely.

So there the three of you were. Eri didn't look up at you for the longest time, and it finally took Mirio talking to her to get her to look at you. The villain's comments really upset Eri, and she thought you now hated her because of what happened to Mirio. After a lot of reassuring, tears (from all three of you) and hugs (lots of hugs), Eri finally smiled at you again.

About that time, Aizawa entered the room. His mission got canceled last minute. He heard what happened and rushed over to check on Eri. After a few more reassuring hugs and promises to see each other later. Aizawa took Eri home, leaving you alone with Mirio. You were quiet for a while as you sat in silence, not sure what to say. Luckily, Mirio being Mirio, knew just what to do. He slowly slid over as much as the small bed would allow and raised one of his arms up.

"Come here..." He gave you a soft smile, and without hesitation, you climbed into the bed with him. This was something you both need right now. After some careful adjustment due to your injuries, the two of you found a comfortable position. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about my quirk or about Eri."

"It's fine, believe me when I say I know a thing or two about what to bring up and when." You joked as you patted your metal leg. "Some things... aren't first date or even six months of dating conversations." He couldn't help but chuckle before finally getting a good look at your leg.

"I... didn't know about your leg... What happened?"

"There was a villain attack when I was a kid..." You whispered as thought back to that day. After telling him the whole story, he couldn't help but hold you tighter to himself. "After that... I decided to be a hero. I'm sorry I didn't tell you soon... and that you had to find out this way... Bet it was a bit of a shock, huh?" You glanced away slightly but stayed in his embrace. You felt bad for not telling him sooner. You mentally scolded yourself as you stare at your exposed metallic leg; if you hadn't been so afraid of telling him, you could have ended the fight sooner. It could have ended better. Mirio knew you were kicking yourself about the attack. He leaned down and gave you a sweet kiss on your lips. The blonde man knew you well, and you leaned into the kiss. True to his nature, the sunshine boy could break through the darkest doubts you had about yourself.

"A bit but not in a bad way... I was just surprised! But... now that I think about it... it does make sense..." His sheepish expression made you feel better until you fully comprehend his answer. After a kiss like that, you almost forgot you asked a question.

"Huh?"

"Well.. you have a little cans of oil in your medicine cabinet, and you have an unusual amount of tools for someone who doesn't have a vehicle... "He quietly reflected before a look of surprise washed over his face. "And on top of that...Tamaki said that Fatgum stepped on your foot last week, and you didn't even flinch!" He examined with his trademark grin.

His expression, along with his remarks through you into a fit of laughter. Hearing your laughter made his heart soar as he joined in. The fit was made worse as you remembered the look on Fatgum’s horrified face when he realized it was your foot and not a bunched up part of the carpet, stepped on. He apologized profusely and was surprised when you brushed off the incident.

"Poor guy. I thought he was going to cry!" You roared as you both continued to laugh until a coughing fit from Mirio finally claimed you both down. "So…. Do you have any plans tomorrow?"

"Not really. Bubble girl gave me the next few days off to rest up. What about you?"

"Fatgum was upset I got injured. I believe his exact words were, 'now, as much as I love fried chicken, don't bring your extra crispy butt into work for the next few days? Got it chickadee?'" You did your best to imitate the BMI hero's accent, which only causes you to go into another laughing fit.

"How about we hang out at my place tomorrow? What is Hado called? Netflix and chill?"

"I'd like that." You grinned as gently snuggled against Miro's chest.

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artificialqueens · 5 years ago

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If you care to find me (Jan/Jackie) - Rune

Hello! I’m a first time submitter, long time fan. Y’all can call me Rune. I desperately wanted to write for Jan and Jackie because they’re two of my faves from this season, and thus a college-lesbian-AU was born. Comments and concrit are always welcome and I’m open to requests either here or on my blog at @runic-riptide Hope y’all enjoy!

The party was in full swing by the time Jackie arrived. She could see a few other people from the theatre department, but overall she didn’t recognize many of the people crowded into the sorority house. The Kappa Lambda Mu sorority was all fashion majors and a few of them had made the costumes for the theatre department’s performance of Wicked. That led into the current raging after party for the closing night of the show.

Jackie thought it had gone really well, they’d gotten a standing ovation at the end and thankfully none of the sound equipment had fucked up during the show. As the main sound tech, that had been her biggest worry for weeks. But now it was over and she could enjoy the party.

“Jackieeeeee!” a heavily accented voice called over the music. Jackie was blindsided by a mess of giggling French girl, as Nicky plowed into her side, the Red solo cup in her hand splashing something that smelled overwhelmingly of coconut rum onto the carpet. “You made it!”

Jackie reached out to steady Nicky; how was she still standing in those heels? “Yeah, I couldn’t miss it!”

“Come, we’ll get you a drink! Crystal is mixing and everything tastes wonderful!” Nicky shouted over the din. She took Jackie by the wrist and began leading her through the throng of people towards the kitchen. Jackie waved at Gigi and Heidi, both girls camped out by the snack table that was set up in the living room as she was pulled.

The kitchen had less people but not by much. There was a small cluster of people crowded around the makeshift bar on the island and Crystal was standing on the backside shaking a tumbler full of what looked like UV Blue and edible glitter.

“Miss Methyd! We have a theatre nerd in need of a drink! S’il vous plait!” Nicky hollered. Crystal nodded and dumped the blue mixture into another red Solo cup, handing this one off to an already tipsy looking Brita.

Crystal grinned at Jackie, her makeup already smudged a bit, “What can I getcha, Miss Cox?”

“Um, something fruity? With not too much alcohol?” Jackie replied. She could handle her liquor, but preferred staying sober in large groups. “Thanks!”

“Coming right up!” Crystal smiled and began pouring lemon vodka and Sprite into a fresh tumbler. She shook it lightly and poured the mix into a cup before adding a dash of Apple Pucker and a lime wedge. “Here you go! It’s a Sour Clown! A Crystal Methyd original.”

Jackie thanked her again and took a small sip. It didn’t have much of an alcohol taste and she was grateful.

“Come on, Miss Cox! Let’s go find your people!” Nicky said as she finished pouring more coconut rum into her cup. She took the wrist not supporting a cup and Jackie was pulled back into the main party.

Gigi and Heidi were still by the snacks, Brita was attempting to twerk on the makeshift dance floor, and Aiden and Jaida were standing nearby, badly hiding matching grins behind their own cups. Jackie scanned the crowded room and had to stifle a brief flash of disappointment, as the girl she was looking for didn’t seem to be in the throng of bodies.

Nicky pulled her down onto the cushy couch pushed against the far wall and promptly stretched out, kicking off her heels and laying stockinged feet in Jackie’s lap. Jackie grinned at the younger girl, only Nicky could be so comfortable with someone she’d barely known two months.

“So, tell me Miss Cox, Miss Cox if you’re nasty, tell me…what is up with you and the cheerleader.” Nicky grinned, taking a large gulp of her drink.

Jackie could feel heat creep up her neck and hoped the lights were dim enough to hide the blush. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” she mumbled into her cup.

“Ne ment jamais a une fille francaise, mon petite. It’s unbecoming.”

“Nicky, you know I don’t speak French.” Jackie groaned. Apparently, they really were having this conversation.

“Never lie to a French girl. We can smell bullshit from a kilometer away.” Nicky translated, grinning smugly.

“There’s nothing between me and-and Jan. Nothing.” Jackie argued, plucking at the runs in Nicky’s tights.

“Please, Jackie, I have known you for what? Two months? Two and a half? It is painfully obvious that you like the cheerleader.” Nicky retorted, taking another sip. “Remember? You slipped and cut the music during the first dress rehearsal when she came out as Elphaba? Everyone turned to look and you turned as red as the skirt you were wearing that day.”

“You remember what skirt I was wearing?” Jackie giggled.

“Of course! Dear Gigi made it for you, said your others were…? Ah, de matrone? Motherly? Matronly!” Nicky yelled, finally finding the right word.

“My other skirts are not matronly! Gigi just likes short skirts.” Jackie argued, slightly offended.

“Yes, they are, dear. Every other skirt you own looks like you got them at a librarian’s estate sale.” Gigi chimed in, taking the seat next to Jackie and tickling the bottom of Nicky’s foot. Nicky shrieked and kicked, nearly upending Jackie’s drink all over her.

“Arrete ca! Devil child! The audacity of you!” Nicky cried, scrambling to sit up straight.

“So what’s the tea? What’s the dish?” Gigi said, ignoring Nicky’s remarks.

“Jackie is refusing to acknowledge that something’s up with her and the cheerleader. You know, the one. Elphaba?” Nicky replied, outrage at Gigi forgotten in favor of gossip.

“Ahhhh, yes. Jan, Miss Jan Sport. Theatre major extraordinaire and cheerleader 24/7.” Gigi grinned at Jackie. “There is definitely something up.”

“There is nothing! I swear!” Jackie complained. She grabbed Nicky’s cup from her. “I am not nearly drunk enough to be talking about this.”

Jackie took a large gulp and tried not to cough as the rum burned down her throat. She really did not want to talk about this. She’d done four productions with Jan and every time Jan was the only one she’d noticed during the shows. She was… captivating. Her vocals were astounding, nearly the entire department was jealous of her ability to belt high notes like they were nothing. And during the dry runs, she was beautiful. Her long blonde hair falling over her shoulders, brown eyes lit up with love for her craft. Her passion was enthralling and Jackie fell a little bit more in love with her every performance. Not that she’d ever tell Jan any of this, being a behind the scenes kind of girl. The only interactions they’d had were when Jackie needed to set up her mic. But the brilliant smile she got from Jan was worth the limited moments she got to spend with the other girl.

“That’s a lie and you know it, Jackie.” Gigi snorted. “You look at her like she hung the moon and it’s obvious to everyone but Jan, apparently.”

“Good, I’d prefer if it stayed that way. She barely knows I exist anyway. I’m just a sound tech, as long as she sounds good, that’s all she needs to know about me.” Jackie replied.

“And you’re just as oblivious, dear.” Nicki continued as if Jackie hadn’t spoken. “We all see the way she looks at you as well.”

“Looks at me? Jan doesn’t look at me. I think you’ve spent one too many nights staring too hard at your sewing machine, Nicky. You must be going blind.”

“Oh, she looks at you alright.” Gigi smirked. “In fact, she’s looking at you right now.”

Jackie started and nearly dropped her stolen drink. It took a good amount of her willpower not to start looking around for the other girl. “Ha ha, Gigi, very funny.”

“Oh, it is no joke, mon petite. Jan’s by the entryway to the kitchen, staring at you like she’d rather have something other than liquor on her lips.” Nicky grinned smugly.

Jackie swiftly cast her eyes to the kitchen, trying not to move her head too much. Gigi and Nicky were right. Jan was standing there, staring directly at her. She looked gorgeous. No remnants of the green makeup remained and her blonde hair was pulled into a loose bun, tendrils curling over shoulders bared by a sleeveless black dress. Jackie’s cheeks burned as Jan smiled, noticing Jackie staring back. Jackie swiftly lowered her gaze, taking another large drink of rum.

“Well? Go over there! She obviously wants you to!” Gigi encouraged.

Jackie shook her head. “She could be looking at you or at Nicky. I’m telling you, there’s nothing about me to stare at.”

“Un autre mensonge, mon petite. There is plenty about you to stare at. If you weren’t so devoted to your international studies, I’d have snatched you to model for me already. Those legs, that neck, the dignity with which you hold yourself. I’d have the best model in Kappa Lambda Mu, if you wore my clothes.” Nicky countered, not sounding nearly as drunk as she looked.

“I agree.” Gigi continued. “You have a lovely face and your body would look wonderful draped in silks.”

“Now who’s lying, ladies?” Jackie replied, nervously.

“You. I thought that was what we were talking about, non?” Nicky asked Gigi.

Jackie went to take another drink and found her cup empty. She was already buzzed, the alcohol thrumming pleasantly under her skin. But she wouldn’t risk having to pass Jan to get back to the kitchen for another. She stood and sat the empty cup on the coffee table. “I’m going to get some air.”

“Air?” Gigi teased. “Looks like you’re thirsty to me, Miss Cox.”

Jackie shook her head and made for the front door. More people had arrived and she was bumped several times on her way outside. Finally, she slipped through the door and shut it behind her, leaning back against it and sucking in a large breath of cool spring air. She moved to sit in one of the several papasan chairs dotting the porch and removed the light hoodie she’d been wearing. The breeze felt wonderful on her heated neck and Jackie closed her eyes, inhaling. She sat for a few minutes like that, letting the breeze wash over her as the dull thud of bass thudded against the inner walls of the house. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that the fairy lights strung up along the porch had come on and smiled at the whimsical twinkling. She could leave right now, she’d Ubered here, so she could call another. She could put tonight and Nicky and Gigi’s words behind her, not having to worry about seeing Jan again until the fall production. But her legs felt tingly and the breeze was so nice. She could spare a few more moments before pulling out her phone. Her eyes slipped shut again, just as she heard the music quickly rise and fall in volume and the front door shut.

Jackie opened her eyes and was caught in the stare of another pair of brown eyes gazing back at her. Her throat closed and the breeze suddenly felt frigid on her exposed skin. Jan was standing there, staring back at her, a small smile on her face.

“Hey,” she said, just loudly enough to be heard over the faint music. “I thought you’d left.”

“No,” Jackie croaked. She swallowed and tried again. “No, just needed some air.”

Jan nodded and gestured at the chair next to her. “Mind if I sit? It’s boiling in there.”

“Sure,” Jackie replied. “It is pretty packed.” She hoped her voice didn’t sound as nervous as she felt.

“It was nice of the Kappas to throw this for us. We worked hard on the show.” Jan commented as she sat down. The breeze carried the scent of her perfume to Jackie and she could smell lavender and cedar.

“You guys did all the work. Long nights rehearsing and all. And performing for all those people.” Jackie shrugged, shaking her head to rid her nose of the smell.

“Don’t underestimate yourself. We didn’t have hardly any mishaps with the sound this show and none at all on opening or closing night. I don’t know much about the sound aspect, but that couldn’t have been easy.” Jan smiled.

Jackie laughed, “It’s just a bunch of button pressing, really. Not hard at all.”

Jan shrugged, “You’d know better than I do, but I still think you did an amazing job. You always make sure everything works as best as you can.”

Jackie blinked, stunned. “There are plenty of techs who do what I do.”

“Yeah, but none of them ever get my mic set up right. You get it right every time. From day one. When we did Rent?”

“You remember that?”

“Of course. I was so convinced I’d spend the entire run through majorly uncomfortable because the mic set up was wrong. I was pleasantly surprised when everything felt fine. I asked the production techs about you and requested you ever since.” Jan smiled, curling her long legs up into the chair.

“Wow, uh, thank you? Glad I could help?” Jackie laughed. Her blush was back in full force and she wished the fairy lights were red or pink so she could blame it on them. “You were amazing in Rent, by the way. Your Maureen was awesome. I’d hoped you would keep performing.”

Jan’s eyes lit up, “Thank you. I love theatre and singing, I couldn’t see myself doing anything else.”

Jackie couldn’t think of anything else to say and the conversation tapered off. Jan was still looking at her though, fairy lights reflecting in her brown eyes. Nervous at the scrutiny, Jackie dipped her head, “What? Do I have something on my face?”

Gentle hands moved her head back up and tilted her face towards Jan. The younger girl leaned forward and lightly pressed her lips to Jackie’s. They were only there for a second, but Jackie’s breath hitched at the light pressure. “Yeah, you did. Me.”

Jackie swallowed and reflexively swiped her tongue along her bottom lip. She could taste honey and hoped it was from Jan’s lip chap. “Uh. What. What was that for?”

Now Jan sported a blush and finally dropped her gaze. “I thought- It was stupid, I just thought that maybe you, uh, liked me? But I was wrong, I’m so sorry, I’m not usually so forward-”

Jackie cut her off by kissing her again. She felt Jan gasp, and her eyes slipped close as Jan’s lips began moving against her own. Jan did taste like honey and Jackie thought it was the sweetest thing she’d tasted all night. The kiss felt like it lasted forever and eventually Jackie was forced to pull away, inhaling large gulps of the cool night air. She could feel that her face was flushed and saw a matching one across Jan’s.

“You weren’t. Wrong that is. I’ve, uh, liked you since Rent. I just thought that you wouldn’t notice me, me being behind the scenes and all.”

“I’m glad I wasn’t wrong.” Jan replied, grinning wide. “Would you want to get coffee tomorrow? With me?”

Jackie grinned to match, “Yes. Yes, it’s a date?”

“Yeah, a date.” Jan moved closer to Jackie. “But I’d really like to keep kissing you now. You taste like coconut rum and it’s my favorite.”

Jackie leaned forward again and pressed her lips to Jan’s once more. It looked like she’d have to thank Nicky for the stolen drink tomorrow. After her date.

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runic-riptide · 5 years ago

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if you care to find me (janxjackie)

Jackie reached out to steady Nicky; how was she still standing in those heels? “Yeah, I couldn’t miss it!”

The kitchen had less people but not by much. There was a small cluster of people crowded around the makeshift bar on the island and Crystal was standing on the backside shaking a tumblr full of what looked like UV Blue and edible glitter.

Crystal grinned at Jackie, her makeup already smudged a bit, “What can I getcha, Miss Cox?”

“Um, something fruity? With not too much alcohol?” Jackie replied. She could handle her liquor, but preferred staying sober in large groups. “Thanks!”

Jackie thanked her again and took a small sip. It didn’t have much of an alcohol taste and she was grateful.

“So, tell me Miss Cox, Miss Cox if you’re nasty, tell me...what is up with you and the cheerleader.” Nicky grinned, taking a large gulp of her drink.