#...fine. *pats spot next to them* come here i'll cuddle you“

[ghostpebble]

THIS LOOKS JUST LIKE THE SHOW BUT ALSO CUTER

My brother and my pig he didn't want

[unhinged-simp]

Jin, haku, Alan, haru and Taiga with a reader who LOVES hugs but too shy to ask :3

Jin, Alan, Haru, Taiga, and Haku with a reader who loves hugs but is too shy to ask for them.

Thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoy. This one was a bit of a fun one. I do think all of them love hugs too. Alan's ended up a bit longer than anyone else. I do believe Alan's scared to touch people cause he doesn't want to kill them is mentioned briefly. I hope you enjoy.

Jin had been your boyfriend for a couple months now, and had always instigated affection.

Due to this, you had grown a bit more shy in asking for hugs. 

During visits to Jin, you had always wanted to hug him, or cuddle with him when he's taking a nap, which you usually do if he asks.

During one such visit, you had stared at his lounging frame longing to wrap your arms around him.

He noticed the stares you’ve been giving him, and let a tsk.

“What do you want?” Jin asked. You startled at his question.

“I don’t want anything,” you nervously said. “Why do you think I want something?” Jin sighed in response.

“Just spit it out, I'll give it to you.” You gulped. I guess there was no way out of this.

“Can I get a hug?” You asked, fiddling with your fingers. Jin looked at you for a second before sitting up.

“Sure, come here.” You walked up to him, and he pulled you down on the couch with him. He wrapped his arms around you, you did the same and nuzzled into his chest.

You had always loved the hugs Alan gave you. 

You had wanted to hug him, but you didn’t want Alan's fear of harming you to trigger.

You’d let him do the hugging on his own, instead of asking.

The problem was Alan’s hugs were few, due to him not being much of a physical person.

Soon enough you found yourself down due to the lack of hugs. 

You had headed to Vagastorm one day to hang out with Alan.

During the visit, Alan noticed how down you looked.

“What's wrong?” Alan asked, sitting beside you on the couch.

“Nothing. Nothing's wrong,” you nervously blurted out. Alan gave you a puzzled look, he'd definitely caught your bluff.

“Come here.” He patted his lap. You sat down and he wrapped his arms around you. You leaned back into him and enjoyed his warmth.

“How did you know I wanted this?”

“I saw it on your face.”

Haru was busy with the anomalies and Peekaboo most of the time.

But when he isn’t you’d get so many hugs and kisses from him.

You started wanting hugs from him more frequently, but you didn't want to interrupt him. 

Trips to Jabberwocky become more regular, and you’d spend days thinking about being in Haru's arms.

One day, he noticed you staring at him and bolted up to you.

“Hello, Honey. You’ve been staring at me for a while, what's up?” Haru asked.

You ducked your head down, not meeting his eyes. You felt a bit ashamed for thinking about disturbing him.

“It's fine if you don’t want to talk about it, but I’m here if you want me. You can ask me anything you want, I’m never too busy for you,” Haru said. You blinked and looked up at him in surprise.

“Can I get a hug before you head back?” It came out of your mouth before you could stop it. He grinned and wrapped his arms around you.

“Of course, Honey.”

Taiga is an enigma to you.

On some days, all he wants is you and your attention. On others he doesn’t want anything to do with you.

You always hoped the next day would be one of those attention days, and that he'd remember who you were.

You headed to Sinostra after classes ended, and entered the casino.

You spotted Taiga at one of the tables, playing a game with other students.

You walked up to the table, and stood nearby watching the game. Taiga beat them a minute later and all the other students left.

“Oh, if it isn’t the Little Kitty,” Taiga said, approaching you with a grin. He leaned close to your face.“What do you want?”

“Hi Taiga. I was just-” You were interrupted by his laughter. He grinned at you. 

“Just spit it out.” His eyes narrowed, getting rather tired of your stalling. 

“Will you hug me?” Taiga laughed again, clearly pleased at your answer. He grabbed your arm and pulled you into a corner with a chair. He sat down on the chair and pulled you into his lap.

“If that's what the Little Kitty wants.”

Haku initiates the affection.

He's always hugging you, kissing you, and using the top of your head as a chin rest.

The problem was you only saw him occasionally.

He's almost always getting roped into Hotarubi duties.

You wanted to hug and kiss him so badly.

He saw you on lunch break and came over to you, placing his head on the top of yours.

“Hello darling,” Haku greeted you. You tried to look at him, but he had his chin on top of your head. Though the sad look on your face didn't go unnoticed by him.

“Why do you look so sad, darling?” He asked. You look up at him suddenly, hitting Haku’s head.

“I’m good, I’m good.” You said it twice, which had Haku raise an eyebrow at the statement.

“Darling, what do you want?” He asked, catching you off guard. “Do you want some attention?” You nodded, although you were surprised that he figured it out.

“You’re gonna have to ask for it, darling,” Haku teased. You inhaled and exhaled.

“May I get some attention Haku?” He wrapped his arms around you and leaned into you.

“Of course. I thought you'd never ask.”

[bwoahtastic]

Because of you I started watching below deck again!

Maybe a short fic about Toto as captain? Maybe with Max who you said would come as deck but then because stew and is such a shy cutie :3 or chief stew nico being such a boss!

Aahhh yes!! So excited for this xkskdks

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Toto woke up from a soft knock on the door to his cabin. As a captain, he had gotten used to sleeping lightly, having to be ready in case his crew needed him, be it for captain or Pack Alpha duties.

"Come in." Toto yawned, sitting up in bed. He breathed in through his nose, catching a soft, gentle vanilla scent that had slightly soured. The door opened slowly, and a figure slipped into the room.

"Sorry to wake you, Captain." Max whispered, fidgeting his hands in front of him. He was still in uniform even though Toto was certain Max's shift had been over a while ago.

"That's fine, Max, how can I help you?" Toto asked the young deckhand, swinging his legs around to sit on the edge of the bed and patting the covers next to him. The Omega sat down carefully, seeming restless.

"I-I was wondering..." Max started, before taking a shaky breath. "No, sorry, it was silly to try-" He said, getting up again. Toto gingerly grabbed Max's wrist.

"Tell me, sweetheart." He urged Max on, having him sit back down. Max peeked up at him for a long moment.

"I would like to move to the interior team." He blurted out, before tensing up and seemingly holding his breath as he waited for Toto's reaction. Toto rumbled softly to soothe him.

"Nico has requested you to move to his team. I was going to talk to you about it tomorrow." He explained. "I think it would be good for you, and I have another deckhand in mind that could be here for the next charter." He added. Max dared to really look up to him now, a smile playing on his lips.

"Thank you, sir." He seemed relieved, a little giddy, and Toto was excited to see the young thing coming out of his shell. He hesitated though, not seeming ready to leave yet, and from Max's scent, Toto could deduce what he wanted.

"You wanna cuddle for a bit, little one?" He asked, getting some frantic nods in return.

Toto liked this part of the job, getting to be there for his little haphazard pack of the season, comforting them and cuddling them so they didn't feel pack-less. Max started to purr softly once he was nosed into Toto's side, snuggled under the covers, and Toto was a little sad he hadn't had the chance to offer Max cuddles until now.

After about half an hour, there was another knock on the door. Max had dozed off, letting out a little sound at the knock, but Toto shushed him back to sleep.

"Come in." He whispered.

"Captain, have you seen Max? He isn't in his room an-" Nico rambled frantically, until he spotted his young colleague fast asleep in Toto's arms. Nico smiled, purring softly. "Oh I think he really needed that today." He hummed, sitting on the edge of the bed and gently stroking a finger down the bridge of Max's nose.

"He will be in your team, from tomorrow onwards." Toto told Nico. "I expect you will guide him well." He added a bit more sternly. Nico chuckled.

"Don't worry, I'll take great care of the pup."

[writeforfandoms]

Congrats my darling wifey for the follower milestone!!! I can’t believe your blog has grown so much!!!! 💛💛💛💛

Can we get a little blurb about Logan and Reader from BfG when she’s a teen? Like when she first says/expresses her love for Logan as the father-figure he is??

(P.S. I can’t stop thinking about Logan figuring out how to deal with teen reader and coming to love her as family 🥰🥰)

Babe you have no idea how excited I got when I saw this prompt. I had to run to my BFF and squee over this. Seriously. So so excited

Okay, let's take a peek at how these two did when she was a teen! Mwahaha

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You groaned to yourself as you sprawled out on the floor. Two more weeks. Due to... extenuating circumstances, you had an extra long winter break.

And your current foster parents hadn't been prepared and had shoved you at Logan.

Logan was fine. Gruff. Kinda grumpy. But fine.

But you'd really just rather not be here.

"You up, kid?" Logan rapped on the doorframe. He, at least, let you keep the door closed if you wanted.

"If I say no will you go away?" You regretted the words a moment later but didn't take them back, not quite sure how to apologize.

He chuckled. "If that's what you want," he agreed peaceably, stepping away from the door as you watched.

"What did you want?" You sat up, gaze settling on his chin before you looked away.

He paused, looking down at you. "You up for a little adventure?"

You blinked at him. On the one hand, adventure sounded promising. On the other hand, that probably meant outside, and outside was fucking freezing. Literally.

But this was also the first time he'd asked.

"Sure," you agreed. "What do I need?"

He actually paused at that, considering. "Bring something warm," he said. "I'll be out front." He walked away, giving you space.

You dressed warmly, grabbing an extra beanie and scarf too. Just in case. You'd known Logan off and on for a couple years, since the shifter family had briefly taken you in as an emergency placement.

You knew him enough to trust that he wasn't going to murder you, at least.

Logan was indeed waiting for you out front, standing next to an ATV. You blinked at him before a little curl of excitement started in your gut.

"Ever driven one of these?" Logan patted the front of it.

"No," you breathed, excitement growing, gaze darting from him to the ATV and back again.

"I'll drive us out," Logan said before you could get too excited. "I know a spot."

You were quick to get on behind him, holding tight as he drove. It was chilly, but the sheer excitement kept some of that at bay.

The landscape was untouched and white as far as you could see. It was nothing like what you were used to, although you'd lived multiple places already.

"Is all this yours?" You couldn't keep the astonishment out of your tone, not that you tried very hard.

Logan chuffed a laugh. "Nah," he answered easily. "Got a bit o' land, but this is just open."

You nodded, peeking over his shoulder ahead of you. The land sloped gently down to a big, flat portion that had very few bushes.

Which was where Logan stopped and taught you how to drive the ATV.

It was cold and you managed to fall off into the snow once, to his great amusement. (You tolerated the amusement with only some embarrassment since you hadn't been hurt.) But it was also a lot of fun, and you found yourself grinning, happy at something so simple and yet so fun.

It was a feeling you hadn't had a lot of recently.

Finally, you stopped the ATV near Logan and stumbled off. He caught your shoulders, chuckling.

"Alright there, kid?" He asked, ducking his head briefly to look you in the eyes.

"Good," you agreed immediately before shivering. "Cold."

"Want hot cocoa?"

You perked up immediately, still shivering, shoulders hunching.

Logan chuckled and tugged you back to the ATV, driving the two of you back. You couldn't help but cuddle close for warmth.

Logan was as good as his word - as soon as you got back, he ushered you inside and started on hot cocoa. It was just instant stuff, but it was warm and Logan delivered it to you on the couch.

You slowly migrated across the couch, sipping your cocoa, until you were pressed up against his side. He looked briefly startled and then relaxed, his arm settling over your shoulders.

It was weird, but... a nice kind of weird. You could get used to this.

[playgrl0]

stay / megumi

you, megumi, yuji and nobara are on the way to your dorms after a very tiring and exhausting mission. you stop in front of yuji's room. "man, i'm so tired." nobara yawns. "do you guys wanna come in and watch some movies?" yuji asks. "yeah!" you and nobara answer at the same time "definitely not." megumi tiredly grumbles. "why not?" you ask and turn to him. "im tired and i can't deal with those two idiots anymore today." "HEY!" that definitely offended them. "i need silence and a nap." he continues. "well, i'm gonna watch some movies with them." you turn back around to yuji and nobara to walk into yuji's dorm with them but a hand around your wrist pulls you back around. "nope, you're coming with me." megumi says and pulls you away from them to walk you both to his dorm. "sorry!" you yell after nobara and yuji.

once in megumi's dorm, he instantly flaps stomach first onto his bed and groans into the sheets. you giggle, close the door behind you, sit on the bed next to him and rub his back. "you okay?" "mhh, i'm exhausted and i have a headache." you pout at his confession. the mission wasn't that hard, but it took almost the whole entire day and it was exhausting. you get up, walk to his closet, pull out a sweatshirt and some sweatpants for him and lay it down next to him. "here, change into something more comfortable. i'll get you some aspirin for your head." before you can turn around and leave he grabs your hand. "stay." he mutters into his sheets. "i'll be back in two minutes, babe." "i don't need aspirin, just cuddles and a nap with u. you can change into some of my clothes. stay." he softly mumbles while playing with your fingers. and how could you say no to him? he's just so adorable, especially when he's tired and needy for you. "fine." you walk over to his closet and change into some of his shorts and a sweatshirt while he changes into his clothes as well. he's already sitting back in bed, leaning against the headboard and watching you change. "what?" you ask him when you turn around to him notice him staring at you. "nothing. c'mere." he softly smiles at you and pats his lap. you walk over to him and sit on his lap, his hands are instantly wrapped around your torso and he pulls you closer against his body, smushing his face into your neck and lets out a content sigh. you wrap one arm around his neck and your other hand runs through his hair. "mhhm feels good, keep going please." he mumbles into your neck while you continue playing with his hair.

after a few minutes you can hear him snore quietly against your neck. you don't want to move but you also don't want him to sleep sitting up. it would be too uncomfortable and his body is already sore and in pain from the mission. you try to slowly remove his arms from around you but he instantly pulls you even closer. "stay." he mutters. "baby, i just want to change the position and lay down with you so you can sleep comfortably." "don't care. don't move." his deep, tired voice sends shivers down your spine. "megs, please." he removes his head from the crook of your neck and looks up at you. "give me a kiss first." he mutters and you press your lips against his, letting out a small giggle in between. "happy? let's lay down, yeah?" you get off of him and lay down next to him, he instantly lays on top of you, wraps his strong arms around your middle again and hides his face in your neck again. "are you comfortable?" you quietly ask. "mhm." he nods. "if i could i would crawl under your skin. you're so warm." you chuckle at that. "you're so cute megs." "shut up."

a few minutes later you can feel his slow, steady breaths hitting your neck and hear his quiet snores. you wrap your arms tighter around him, press a kiss to his forehead and then on his cheek. you were just about to fall asleep when "you missed a spot." he mutters. you roll your eyes at that and kiss him on the lips a few times. "better?" "mhm, goodnight babe,i love you." "i love you too."

a/n: i got really lazy towards the end and i wanna apologize for that. and i didn't proof read so please excuse any mistakes. i'm feeling depressed rn but i still wanted to finish this and upload for u all. and thank u for all the love on all my fics, i appreciate u all. mwah mwah <333

<3 @ playgrl0

[smittenzs]

Cold

Rating: G Ship: Lava

(Note: They use Celsius) ----- "You are not going out there in just a t-shirt!" Kai and Cole were in the living room of the monastery, arguing over who was going to go get the mail from outside. The problem wasn't who was going to do it, it was what said person was wearing to go get said mail.

"Kai I do this all the time, trust me I'll be fine," Cole argued as slid his boots on.

"Yes, BUT this is easily the worst winter Ninjago has ever seen. It's snowing like crazy outside, and the thermometer reads -12. You're NOT going out there."

"Kai, babe, look at me," Cole said, grabbing Kai by the shoulders gently. "I do this all the time, and I never feel anything. I promise I'll be fine. Now stop worrying, and let me go get the mail before the mailbox freezes shut, okay?"

Kai sighed, pinching his brow in irritation knowing he won't be able to reason with Cole. "You know what? You're absolutely right," He said playfully as he sat on the couch, knowing well that Cole was going to come in deeply regretting his past decision. "I'm going to pull up a movie for us to watch while you go get what the mailman dropped off. Sound good?"

"See? I TOLD you! I'll be right back," Cole said as he opened the door, and stepped outside onto the courtyard. Kai smiled smugly to himself as he pulled up Netflix, knowing that Cole was probably paying the price for his stupidity right about now.

Suddenly, the door burst open with a shivering Cole rushing in, dropping the mail on the small table next to the door, before slamming the door shut tight. He was shivering like mad, shaking like a leaf as his teeth chattered, eyes wide with his body covered in snow. "Don't you f-fucking start..."

"Well look what we have here!" Kai leered from the couch, giving Cole the smuggest grin he has ever seen from him. "Looks like someone should have listened to me when I told them to put on a jacket!"

"You s-sound like a nagging h-housewife..." Cole shivered, rubbing his forearms with his hands.

"Just get your dumbass over here so you don't catch pneumonia," Kai teased, patting the spot on the couch next to him. Cole, as salty as he was, was too cold to care about getting even. Right now, cuddling with the Master of Fire sounded like heaven. So, he shakily made his way over to Kai, and sat as close as humanly possible to him, allowing Kai to wrap him in his arms as he soaked up all the heat his boyfriend was emitting.

"I'm s-so glad you're like an oven..." Cole shivered as Kai pulled up a movie for them to watch, trying to get even closer, despite being practically on top of Kai.

"You wouldn't even be in this position in the first place if you just listened to your boyfriend for once!" Kai teased, patting Cole's shoulder.

"W-Whatever..."

[kitsuvil]

precipitation - venti x reader fluff

♤

warnings; comfort/fluff, romance, cursing, kinda short, panic attack from thunder, bathing together(sort of)

summary; you get caught in the rain but your boyfriend venti knows exactly how to take care of you

The clouds first roll in while I'm still picking the weeds from my garden, giving it the monthly deep clean for the flowers and herbs to grow. I don't worry too much at first, it couldn't be that bad of a storm. Maybe just a bit of a sprinkle, I should be able to handle that. I need to get this done first.

Yet unexpectedly, I feel an army of raindrops fall onto me and before I can react, the pitter and patter of the rain is all I can hear around me. I shiver while rushing to pick up all the items I had taken out for fixing up the garden and put them back in their rightful places so they're not sitting out in the rain.

"It's fine, I'll be fine, it's not properly storming yet-" But suddenly I get cut off a bright light racing through the sky and the loud crackling of thunder. "Fuck." I take a deep breath in, reminding myself that I'm safe. I have to walk back inside quick or else I'll get sick. Getting caught in this rain is already bad enough... Why does there have to be thunder this loud too? I attempt to calm my breathing, clutching the place where my heart is with my hand.

"Love, darling, precious, here's an umbrella!" My boyfriend's voice comes in clear as day from behind me. In no time, I'm covered by his umbrella and he's ushering me inside. "Thank you so much Venti, I don't know what I'd do without you," I hug him tight, planting a kiss on his cheek. "You'd still be panicking while you try to get back home in the rain, that's what you'd do without me," He jokes while he rubs my back in our hug. "You... You think you're sooo funny," I roll my eyes as my heartbeat calms the second I get to have a conversation with him. "I am funny! But anyway, the water in the bathtub is warm and ready for you, I'll come help," He pats my back one more time before letting go of me.

"Thank you, really, I appreciate it," I trudge to the bathroom with my clothes feeling as heavy as a block of iron and the occasional thunder still making me jump everytime I hear it vibrate through the house. I get undressed and step into the bathtub, immediately relaxing as the hot water clears my mind of previous worries.

"I'll help you wash your back and hair, you can just sit back and enjoy, pretend like it's a massage," Venti opens the bathroom door and sits beside me. "Alright," I close my eyes as he takes body soap and begins to scrub my back.

It's therapeutic, I don't even have to pretend like it's a massage, it feels like one already. I can sense my fears lowering and letting my brain rest instead of trying to defend itself from any dangers.

"I'll pay for wine next time we go out," I announce as his hands finish up on my hair. "Really?!" He perks up. "Yes really, don't take advantage of me though, I can only afford so much," I remind him.

"I know, thank you anyway," He grins while leaving the bathroom so that I can get dressed.

When I come out, I see two cups of tea and some pastries waiting on the coffee table next to our couch. "You don't have to do all this, Venti," I complain to the man walking into the living room with blankets and pillows that he can barely hold in his hands. "I have to do it because I said so, I can't have you getting sick, so we're nursing you back to health before you can even develop any sickness." He says, so confidently that it starts to make sense. "Right... Anyways, if we're cuddling, get over here faster." I pat the couch on the spot next to me after sitting down. "Of course," He lays down the blankets and snuggles up beside me. "Thanks a lot for taking care of me, it really means so much for me when you go out of your way like this," I close my eyes while resting my head onto his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. He runs his fingers through my hair and silently whispers, "It's because I love you."

"I love you too, goodnight," I listen to the rain that continues to pour outside, but I'm comfortable in Venti's arms. The storm truly won't hurt me, nothing will. My chest moves less and less until there is no other noise in the room other than our breathing in sync while we sleep together on the couch under blankets; our tea sits almost untouched and the candle Venti lit earlier remains burning.

not proofread, im so tired i need sleep so bad anws i hope u enjoyed i love venti sm w all my heart and i was imagining the older howl looking venti throughout the entirety of this whole oneshot oops my bad <3

[helloalycia]

my patient’s neighbour [three] // wanda maximoff

summary: your relationship with Wanda gets a little bumpy when her work life crosses over with your personal life.

warning/s: implied kidnapping, mentions of anxiety

author's note: so the ‘i love you’ confession was actually inspired by an incorrect quote on @aquamarinescarlet’s page! i thought it would be cute aha

part one | part two | part four | part five | part six | part seven | masterlist | wattpad

It was two months into our relationship when I knew I'd fallen in love with Wanda. I can't remember the exact moment when it hit me – I guess it had happened gradually over time – but I remember the embarrassing moment when I told her.

She'd brought me as her date to an Avengers party thrown by Tony Stark. I'd been to one of them before, about a month into dating her, as she'd wanted me to meet her friends from work AKA the freakin' Avengers. They were actually really great and (somewhat) humble people. I didn't expect to become 'friends' with any of them, more just be friendly whenever I saw them through Wanda. To my surprise, I became quite good friends with Natasha Romanoff.

We had the same dark sense of humour, both had an unexplainable obsession with horror films and she was genuinely just really easy to talk to. I wasn't expecting it, but it was nice to gain a new friend in addition to a new girlfriend.

So, I was at my second Avengers party with Wanda by my side, but the party had ended about half an hour ago and I may or may not have been drunk.

We were sat on the couch, conversing with the other Avengers, and I was sat between Wanda and Natasha. The others were involved in their own conversations and I was too dazed to realise what I was doing until it happened.

"Wanda has no idea I'm in love with her," I said (not-so) quietly, leaning over to my left, into Wanda's ear unknowingly.

Wanda, who was playing with my fingers in her hand, paused and glanced to me with bright eyes, a surprised expression on her face.

"You're in love with me?" she asked, lips twitching into a smile.

I blinked, her words settling in, before I licked my lips. "Oh, sorry." Turning to my right, I moved to Natasha's ear, whispering loudly, "Wanda has no idea I'm in love with her."

Natasha glanced to me with a quirked brow, amused smile on her lips. "She doesn't? You sure about that?"

"You're in love with me?" Wanda repeated, sitting forward and earning my attention.

I gasped, wondering how she knew, before slapping Natasha's arm and looking to her with a frown. "You told her?! I trusted you!"

Natasha ignored me, instead looking to Wanda with an encouraging look. "I'll leave this one to you. Good luck."

She stood up, heading over to Thor and Bruce Banner on the other couch, and I booed her as she left.

"Yeah, run away, you secret-give-away'er!" I called after her with a pout, before crossing my arms.

"I think it's time I take you home," Wanda said decidedly, trying not to laugh as she pulled me up off the couch.

"I don't like Natasha anymore," I mumbled, allowing Wanda to take me away.

She bid her goodbyes to her teammates before leading me to the lift. I don't really remember what else happened until we were suddenly at my house – well, my parents house, but they had given it to me as they travelled the world with their retirement money. She was leading me inside and to my bedroom, getting me dressed like the sweet girlfriend she was, before tucking me into bed.

Of course, being the clingy drunk I was, I pulled her on top of me and didn't let go as I wrapped my arms around her.

"Stay," I mumbled into her shoulder, closing my eyes.

She chuckled, trying to pull away. "Y/N, you need to sleep, c'mon."

"I will," I whined, not letting her leave. "If you stay with me."

She paused, before giving in with a sigh. "Fine."

Tiredly, I smiled. "Yesssss." I patted the spot next to me. "Right here, please."

In the light of my bedside lamp, I saw her roll her eyes playfully, before turning off the lamp and jumping under the covers with me. I sighed with relief, cuddling into her side without hesitating.

"I love you," I mumbled, barely thinking about it.

She tightened her embrace and I felt her kiss the top of my head. "You're probably gonna forget you said that in the morning. But I'll remind you. And if you still think it, then I'll reply."

Her words went into one ear and out the other. I hummed in response, not knowing what I was answering to, and let myself get lost in her scent as I drifted into a peaceful slumber.

When I woke up the next morning, I quite liked the idea of sharing bed with Wanda and waking up to her dishevelled hair and our intertwined legs, even though I didn't remember inviting her to stay. Of course, I also had a banging headache and felt like someone had hit me with a train, so I didn't get chance to appreciate it much.

"Fuck," I mumbled, pulling the duvet over my head to block out the sun streaming through the slit in my curtain.

Wanda, who was shuffling beside me, yawned and stretched her arms. Suddenly, I heard quiet laughter, before she spooned me, wrapping her arms around my stomach and pulling me closer. Her leg raised and clung to my waist, and as much as I appreciated the way she fit perfectly against me, I was still in pain.

"Why did you let me drink that much?" I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut.

"I believe that was your own conscience decision, dorogoy (darling)," she said in that know-it-all voice of hers, and it was hard for me to be annoyed at her because she had a raspy, morning voice and her accent was especially thick with fatigue and damn, Wanda Maximoff was pretty sexy in the morning.

"Whatever," was all I said, but I placed my hand on hers and joint our fingers together.

"You know," she started, tucking her head comfortably into my neck, "I quite like waking up to you like this. You're very cute, even if you're cranky."

Despite aforementioned crankiness, I cracked a smile. "I like this, too."

It was very domestic, something I didn't get the privilege of experiencing with Wanda because she worked a lot, and it felt good.

After hanging around in bed for a little while longer, I got up and showered whilst Wanda offered to make me some breakfast – "Pancakes are a hangover's cure! Or at least according to Tony". After getting ready, I came downstairs to find a stack of pancakes and maple syrup waiting for me.

"You are a Godsend," I told her, pressing a haste kiss to her lips before sitting at the table with the pancakes. "Thank you."

She chuckled, grabbing her own pancakes and sitting opposite me. "Anything for you."

After I dug in, complimenting her on how delicious they tasted, a comfortable silence fell between us. Well, until Wanda spoke up cautiously.

"So, does anything from last night ring a bell?" she asked, making me look up to see her staring eagerly.

My content expression fell. "Shoot, did I do something embarrassing?" I facepalmed. "God, what was it? Did I fall asleep on somebody?"

She smiled with adoration, eyes twinkling in the morning sun. "No, nothing like that."

I could tell there was something though, judging from her hesitant expression. I scrunched my face with regret.

"What did I do?" I asked, unprepared to hear it. "Did I say something to you?"

She played with her fork, twisting it around in her plate nervously, which was very unlike her. "Yeah, actually, you did."

I waited, feeling like the silence was deafening the longer she stayed quiet.

"You said you were in love with me," she said, voice so soft and quiet that I barely heard it.

I felt my heart drop to my stomach. "I what?"

"I mean, technically you said I had no idea you were in love with me, but I think you were supposed to tell Nat that," she continued, eyes avoiding mine. "Then you told Nat and you got mad at her because you thought she told me."

I facepalmed for the second time that morning. "Oh, God..."

"Then you invited me to stay the night and told me you loved me before you fell asleep," she finished rambling. "I just, er, wanted to check if you meant that..."

I raised my eyebrows with disbelief. "Are you kidding?" I reached over the table to grab her hand. "Wanda, of course I meant that! But I hoped to tell you at a better time than by accident whilst I was drunk."

Blue eyes flickered to mine, excitement creeping onto her face. "You meant it."

I breathed out, realising what exactly I'd just said. "I– yeah. I meant it. I'm in love with you, Wanda."

Her smile widened. "I'm in love with you, too."

My heart fluttered in my chest as I relaxed my shoulders. "You love me."

She giggled, squeezing my hand. "We just did this."

"Right! We did," I said, shaking my head, grin forming on my lips. "Sorry. I'm just so happy right now."

"Me, too," she said in agreement, thumb stroking the top of my hand.

I didn't think things could go wrong from here. I was on top of the world! But of course, the world had a funny way of ruining things.

—

Dating a superhero had its pros and cons, I suppose, but neither really showed themselves to me often as it was as if Wanda's superhero life was separate to the one we shared. When she and I were together, it was just us. And she would leave for work and I wouldn't think about it. Then she would return and it would be us again.

If I took a moment out of my day to stop and really think about where she was, what she could be doing, the danger she could be in... I just couldn't do it. Even when she would show up to our next date with a fresh bruise from training, or a broken bone from a mission gone too far, I'd worry about it for the time being then try to let it go. Those weren't superhero perks, those were reasons to be concerned. And I couldn't handle imagining the time when she'd come back to me in a worse state, or to not even come back at all.

So, her superhero life rarely overlapped with our shared one. And I was happier that way. Until it did.

I was running errands one day, little things that required me to run around the city – dry cleaning, grocery shopping, picking up some DIY stuff for my house. It was a pretty relaxing, fun day. I'd treated myself to lunch, was soaking in the sunshine and planning to unwind with some Netflix on the couch.

"Hold on, I need to unlock the front door," I mumbled into the phone. I was talking to Wanda, catching her up with my day as I returned home.

"Try not to drop your phone this time," she teased from the other end, and I could just imagine the smirk on her face.

"So funny," I said with an eye roll. "Real comedian."

She laughed as I placed my phone in my pocket, not quite hanging up. Pulling my keys from my shopping bag, I fiddled with them, attempting to find the key for my front door.

Suddenly, something metal and cold pressed to my back and I jumped, dropping my keys with surprise.

"Don't draw attention," the person said, and I went rigid, looking up to see a reflection of someone unrecognisable in the glass of my front door. "You're going to leave your things here and come with me."

"Who are you?" I asked, trying to turn around, but the object pressed harder into my back, making me wince.

"Leave your fucking things here and give me your hand," the man ordered, ignoring my question. "Phone included. And don't even think about making a call."

I swallowed hard, panic settling in as I listened to the threatening stranger. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I realised that the stranger had no idea I was already on a call. With an Avenger nonetheless.

"I'll put it down," I narrated my actions, soon coming to realise that the object behind my back was in fact the barrel of a gun.

Hoping Wanda was still listening in and could hear the exchange, I put my phone on the ground and placed my shaking hand in the man's outstretched one. He tucked his gun back into the waistband of his jeans before tugging me down the steps and to a black van parked opposite my house.

Too paralysed with fear at the sight of two more strange men getting out the van, I felt my throat go dry and words get stuck at the bottom. Looking around, I hoped to find a neighbour's eyes or dog-walker's lost gaze, but nobody was here. Whoever these men were had timed their entrance perfectly.

When we reached the van, the back doors were opened and the man spun me around roughly before placing a bag on my head and shoving me inside. Hot tears ran down my face as I squeezed my eyes shut, wondering what the hell was happening and who these people were. But mostly, I hoped Wanda was already on her way.

—

The whole incident was over soon. That's what we were calling it now. The 'incident'. Of course, it could have been called other things... the kidnapping, the abduction, the capture. But we settled with the 'incident'. It was less explicit, as if minimising how utterly terrifying the whole experience was.

I never did find out who those men were. Wanda offered to tell me, feeling a need to explain herself and blame herself and drag herself down in the dirt to make me feel better, to bring me out of my silence and give me something to feel good about. I recalled her mentioning they were after her, getting to her through me – her girlfriend.

She rescued me quite quickly. Being tied up and locked away and left to cry like a child, wondering if I was going to die any minute at the hands of captors whom I had never met nor done anything to in my life, wasn't fun. People always wonder what they would do in those situations; maybe they would square up and put up a fight; maybe they would scream and shout and get everyone's attention; maybe they'd even retort with sarky remarks and go out with a blaze of glory.

I never imagined what that would be like, but I discovered I could do neither of those things. I just let them take me, let them threaten me and point their guns at me and tie me up and lock me away and–

I let myself cry and feel terrified and shake and lose my words and imagine the worst. Some would call that giving in, but this wasn't something you could prepare for. Surely my response was justified? I wasn't sure. I just knew that when Wanda burst onto the scene, taking out the men with ease and taking me out of there, taking me home, I was momentarily safe.

But then as she began to ramble off her explanations and apologies and regrets, I found myself turning in on myself, unable to hear her out. I didn't blame her one bit, but I also couldn't listen to one more second. So, I tuned her out.

I sat on the couch, staring at the way the thread was coming loose on one of my cushions. I thought about how quickly the whole 'incident' had happened. How one minute I was sat in a cell and now I was sat on my couch. How I was then shaking with fear and now I felt nothing.

"...you listening? Hey, are you okay?"

I only tuned back in when she sat on the cushion I was looking at. Her fingers rested on my cheek, guiding my head upwards so I was looking her in the eyes, glassy and red and swollen from crying. I probably looked the same, though I was all out of tears.

"I promise you nobody will be back here," she said with certainty, thumb stroking my cheek. "There's S.H.I.E.L.D. agents posted all along the street. And I'm happy to stay here if you need me to. You're safe now."

I knew I was. And despite my calm exterior, my heart was still racing in my chest, adrenaline still pumping through my body as if expecting to make a sudden break for it.

"What are you thinking?" she muttered, eyes flicking between mine curiously. "Talk to me. Please."

I shook my head, looking away. "I'm okay."

"It's okay not to be," she said quietly, squeezing my hand.

"I know."

So, we kept that bit up for a few more days, maybe a week. Me pretending I was okay, though still distant from Wanda as if she'd caught the plague, and her pretending she knew I was telling the truth.

But I knew she sensed the nightmares I had, waking me up in cold sweats. I knew she saw the way I tensed when a shadow cast along the wall from a moving object. Or the way I never faced the front door when unlocking it to get inside.

I guess she couldn't take it anymore at some point, possibly a week or two later, as when I was mixing my soup in a bowl after heating it up in the microwave, she sighed loudly.

"You okay?" I asked, glancing up at her. She was stood by the counter, seeming tired.

She'd been staying with me since the incident happened, obviously, and it was nice having her around so much, despite the circumstances. But I knew she was worried and had been keeping it in. I just didn't have the energy to acknowledge it.

"I'm fine," she said quickly, though her fingers still drummed on the countertop.

I let it go, shrugging, before paying attention to my soup. Her impatience was obnoxiously loud, filling the house with a discomfort she was dying to express. Eventually, she did.

"I'm not fine," she decided, and I stopped stirring my soup as I looked to her tugging on her sleeves distractedly. "I'm not fine because you're not fine."

"I've told you I am," I said monotonously, eyes boring into hers.

"I know you're not," she said, crossing her arms and hugging herself. "I've noticed you and..."

I quirked a brow. "And?"

She frowned, eyes softening with empathy. "Don't make me say it, Y/N."

I pressed my tongue to the back of my teeth as I looked down to my steaming soup.

"Talk to me," she pleaded, rounding the counter and leaning beside me, searching for my eyes. "I just want to help."

I swallowed hard. "I have nothing to say, Wanda."

"A really scary thing happened," she began hesitantly. "The fact that you don't have anything to say– that you've not said anything, isn't right."

"Well, I guess there's something wrong with me," I said dismissively, before grabbing the pepper grinder before me and using it.

"No, there's not," she reassured, not giving up. "You just need to talk.”

I set the grinder down, turning to face her abruptly. She straightened up with surprise, taking a small step back.

"What do you want me to say?" I asked, voice calm but full of unintentional malice. "Huh? What do you want me to tell you? That I'm terrified somebody is watching my house, waiting for a quiet moment to break in? That I have to follow you into every room you go in because I don't want to be left alone? That I can't fucking sleep because I'm scared that when I close my eyes, I'll be locked in a nightmare I can't escape? Is that what you want me to tell you? Does that make you feel better, Wanda? Because it doesn't make me feel any better. It just reminds me how fucking terrified I am."

I pocketed my shaking hands, blinked away the tears that threatened to fall, swallowed down the lump rising in my throat. She watched me, unsure what to say at first and I didn't blame her. It was an outburst waiting to happen.

"I'm–"

"Don't say you're sorry," I snapped, before flinching at my tone. "I know you're sorry. And I don't blame you for what happened. I just– I don't know what to do anymore."

Her eyes were studying me like green lasers burning holes into my skin and I hated that I couldn't meet them. I hated even more that I couldn't leave the kitchen out of anger or frustration because I was too scared to be left alone without her by my side.

So, I leaned against the counter, turning away from her, and let out a shaky breath, eyes burning and heart thumping in my ears. Her arms suddenly wrapped around me without question, and I let her take me into her chest, squeezing me so tight so I knew she was there.

Closing my eyes, I felt tears rolling down my cheeks, but no sound came out. I struggled to breathe, unable to take in air through my nose as I stuffed my head so hard into her shirt that I couldn't see a thing except darkness. I knew I'd eventually be okay, that I'd eventually get back to some sense of normalcy. But for now, having her here with me was okay. And I found it much better to just be with her then have to go over and talk it out.

She was warm and strong and smelt like home and God, I loved her. I was lucky to have her.

—

It took about a month and a half to get over the incident. And after that, we never brought it up again. It was just easier that way. We continued on like usual, falling back into our old routine of having a separate us and her separate superhero life.

At some point, I thought it would be nice for her to meet my parents. They were back in town for the week, wanting to check in and see how I was. It was nice having them around and I was excited for them to meet Wanda, who I'd mentioned in some of our Skype calls.

"We don't have to make it a thing," I said as I proposed the idea. We were cleaning around Anna's apartment as she napped in her bedroom. "It's not like an 'oh, meet the parents' thing. They just happen to be in town and we're having a dinner, so I thought you might want to come. If you don't, it's not a big deal. I haven't told them to expect you. Not unless you say yes. Which you don't have to."

She chuckled, eyes gleaming with amusement. "Dorogoy (darling), calm down. Breathe."

I neatened the cushions on the couch with a bit too much force. "Am I not breathing? I'm pretty sure I'm breathing."

Her hands slipped into mine as she spun me around to face her. An amused smile on her lips, she said, "You need to relax. If you're like this now, then who knows what you'll be like on the night of the dinner?"

It took me a second to realise what she'd said and when I did, my eyes widened. "Wait, the night of the– does that mean you're going?"

She laughed, tugging me closer to her. "Yes, I'm going. I'd love to meet your parents!"

My shoulders relaxed as her fingers played with mine mindlessly. A smile appeared on my lips as I said, "Thank you. I– it'll be fun. No pressure. Just a dinner."

"Just a dinner," she confirmed, before kissing my forehead gently. "Can't wait."

And so on the day before my parents left for Scotland, yet another trip on their never ending retirement travels, I waited for Wanda to pick me up so we could go to a restaurant to meet my parents, who were already there after spending the day shopping in town.

She arrived at the door with a beautiful smile and bright eyes, looking me up and down.

"Just on time," I teased, tilting my head to the side, before being serious. "You look amazing tonight, Wanda."

"As do you, moya lyubov' (my love)," she said sweetly, leaning forward to kiss my cheek, before stepping inside. "Also, these are for you."

She removed her hand from behind her back as I closed the door, revealing a gorgeous, colourful bouquet of flowers.

"I saw them and thought of you," she began to explain without even realising how cute she was; a smile crept on my lips as she continued, "but then I realised I've never gotten you flowers before which is very dumb of me because a pretty girl deserves pretty flowers, right?"

There was no doubt that my face was heating up from the attention, flustered yet honoured at her words.

"Wanda, I love them," I said, accepting the flowers and meeting her gaze. "And to be fair, nobody has ever gotten me flowers before."

"You're kidding," she said with disbelief, stepping forward and wrapping her arms loosely around my waist. Reading my serious expression, she added, "Not even for your birthday? Or a celebration?"

I shook my head. "Nope."

She gave me a knowing look. "Well, that's very unfortunate. But I'm glad I could be the first."

I held her gaze, amusement dancing in her smile. Mirroring her expression, I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her nose, making her scrunch it up delightfully.

"Me, too," I said, and I meant it.

"Come on, we should get going," she said, squeezing my waist before letting go. "Don't want to be late, do we?"

"We do not," I agreed, before putting the flowers in a vase of water and leaving them by the door.

"You ready?" she asked, holding open the front door.

I intertwined our hands and met her smile with my own. "I'm ready."

Taking the girlfriend to meet the parents. What could go wrong?

[junicai]

shivers.

| order no. | 2/21

| summary | Aria suffers the consequences of her own actions when she takes it upon herself to continue filming when sick.

| word count | 1.4k

| warnings | none

| era | circa. February 2020

Music videos are an extension of the song they portray. They are designed to emphasize and carry out any underlying messages that the songwriters have embedded in the lyrics - to give them more meaning, and to make them easier to spot and understand.

Rain rooms were a common enough feature in shooting a music video; especially with the rising popularity of heartbroken ballads in the western media. These songs were typically sung by crooning women, clad scantily in sheer white fabric that clung to their figures wetly, drenched by the water that rained from the ceiling above.

Aria was no such exception.

The thin, flimsy material of the cotton dress she’d been given to wear for this shot was going to provide her little to no barrier against the frigid water that was going to be pouring down her back in a little over three minutes.

With a final pat of a large blush brush dusting over the apples of her cheeks, she was set free from the make-up chair and ushered towards the set. A singular table was set against a grey backdrop, the ceiling dry for the time being.

With her hair roots suitably shook up for volume by a stylist's nimble fingers, Aria made her way to sprawl herself as daintily as she could over the fake wood while still trying to retain a modicum of her own decency.

With her head flung back, and her eyes closed, a shutter sounded, and the skies opened.

In reality, it couldn't have been more than a couple of seconds, nothing more than to just get her used to the feeling, but Aria resurfaced gasping, sitting back up with eyes squinted closed as she had to refrain herself from wiping the water away - less she rub the mascara into her skin.

"God that felt like I was being waterboarded."

Her comment sent a wave of laughter around the room, giggles coming from the corner where the cameras were set up.

A small tremor ran down her spine, but Aria hid it quickly with a cough and a shift in her sitting position. Her now wet dress stuck uncomfortably to her legs, and she grimaced at the cool feel on her skin.

"Ok! Let's run it again." The director's call came from the opposite side of the room, where she was stood behind a monitor, watching carefully.

Aria nodded dutifully, and moved back to her sprawled position again; this time taking more care to not lie in such a way that left her face overly exposed to the downpour.

They took the clip, six, maybe seven times.

The first few were stopped midway due to positioning changes, and the next one because she coughed lightly after choking on the water when it ran into her mouth by accident.

By the time filming came to a close, Aria was cold, and wet, and miserable. She had started shaking profusely the second she'd slid herself off the table, bare feet meeting the tiled flooring and toes curling at the biting feeling.

Her lips had taken on a blue tinge beneath the red rouge that had rubbed off over the duration of the last hour, and her fingertips mirrored that colour as they moved frantically up and down her biceps to try and put some heat back into her frigid skin.

Aria was still quivering lightly in the oversized jacket when she stepped out of the van and back into the dorms, toeing off her shoes at the entrance before immediately making her way into the kitchen.

A warm cup of tea to cradle between her icy fingertips sounded perfect, exactly what she needed. But unfortunately, her plans were thwarted by a rather tall man leaning against the counter top.

Johnny took one look at Aria's now almost purple lips, and raised an eyebrow.

"So do we need to go find someone who's been wearing blue lipstick? Or is that just the latest trend that I've missed?" He teased, pushing himself to wrap Aria in a hug.

She sank willingly into his embrace, curling up against his chest in an attempt to chase the warmth that he offered. "N-no, I'm just. C-cold. That's all."

Johnny tilted his head down to look at Aria without pushing her away. "You feel like a little icicle."

"M'cold." She whined, increasing in pitch when Johnny stepped away from her. "No! Come b-back you're warm."

He chuckled at her when she pulled the collar of her jacket up to her nose to retain the whisper of body heat that he'd given her. "Two seconds, Ari. I'm just going to get Tae."

Aria's head snapped up. "Why?"

"Because we've had conversations about not speaking up when you're uncomfortable during filming before, but apparently we're going to need to have another one. And, he can make better tea than I can."

Aria winced. "C-can it not, not wait? Til, t-tomorrow maybe?"

Johnny's eyes softened when he looked at her small form. She'd pulled the hood over her ears to hide her still damp hair prior to entering the dorm, but the small beads of moisture on her forehead were telling of a growing fever that came inevitably from being doused in freezing water for an hour.

"I'll see what I can do, kiddo. No promises though."

With that, he disappeared into the hallway, and Aria wandered her way into the living room where she plopped herself onto the couch and tugged a cushion into her lap to cuddle.

Stupid body getting cold and getting her in trouble. Stupid. Should have just warmed her up again. Stupid homoeostasis, or whatever it was. It was stupid.

A hand landed on her shoulder, stroking softly. "Hey, ice baby."

Aria tilted her head back towards Yuta's gently smiling face. "M'cold." She repeated, scooching over on the couch to make room for the man to sit down.

Yuta opened his arms in invitation, and Aria went willingly, burrowing herself in his chest. She sighed lightly at the warm comfort that his hoodie material offered, and pressed her cheek against his arm.

A clink of a mug alerted to Aria that there was someone - no, two people - in the kitchen, and soon after, Taeyong emerged with a steaming mug of tea in his hands with Jaehyun trailing after him, arms laden with blankets.

"T-thank y-you," Aria's teeth were chattering at this point, and Taeyong looked on in worry. A back of a hand was placed to her forehead, and he winced.

"Hyuck, would you mind grabbing the red pill bottle from the cabinet under the sink? The one that's full, Doyoung restocked it a couple days ago."

Donghyuck moved back into the hallway with an affirmative, and Aria looked up to Taeyong. "I don't, m'not sick. Just c-cold. I'll be f-fine."

Mark slid into the open space on the other side of Aria, placing a hand on her leg. "Love you, and everything. But shut up."

He received a thin glare from Yuta for his words. "She's sick, don't be rude."

"I said I loved her!"

"And then you told her to shut up!"

"M'not sick."

Taeil emerged from the doorway waving his hands with Donghyuck following quickly behind him. "I have medication for the invalid?"

"M'not sick!"

Yuta hushed her, tucking her head back into his chest. "We know, baby. You're not sick. But you're going to drink your tea and take a fever reducer and then go to bed okay?"

"But-"

"You can sleep in my room!" Jungwoo chirped up from the oppisite couch. Honestly, Aria didn't know when he had arrived, didn't know when half of the people in the room had arrived, but all of a sudden, she was surrounded by all the members of 127.

Aria shrunk back slightly with all of their eyes on her.

"M'not sick." Her voice was weak; a final hurrah.

"Here." Doyoung handed her the mug of tea that had cooled slightly. "Drink your tea."

[karlajoyner]

Sick (Charlie Gillespie x Reader)

A/n: Hey guys I hope you guys enjoy this one! I'm currently trying to work on the requests I have to get done but I somewhat have a good idea on how I want a lot of them to go....now I just need to write them. Also I do have a taglist if you wanna be added to it. Okay byeee!!

Requested by: @riverdalefan2019 (Tumblr)

Warnings: None

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I made my way into my shared apartment after a long day at work, exhausted after spending hours treating patients.

Immediately spotting a note on the countertop. A small smile formed on my face as I recognized the chicken scratch written on it.

"I tried to stay awake my love but I was just too tired. Don't hesitate to wake me up if you want to feel loved and appreciated!

                      ~ Charlie

I read quietly taking a look at the clock. 3:34am. He had a whole weekend to make me feel loved and appreciated as did I.

Deciding on letting him rest I removed my coat and shoes leaving them by the door before making my way into our shared bedroom.

I turned on the bedside lamp, straight away spotting my boyfriends body under the covers.

I sighed contently moving over to my dresser to grab a pair of pajamas when I heard the sheets begin to shuffle.

"Y/n?" A raspy voice called out to me.

"Babe. Did I wake you?" I asked worriedly pulling out a pair of silk pajama shorts and a cami. Placing them at the top of the dresser.

"No, no I was having trouble sleeping" He coughed sitting up. I turned around getting a good look at his disheveled appearance. A frown forming on my face. "Are you okay?" I questioned grabbing my scrubs from my bag and dumping them into the dirty clothes.

"I'm fine just a little tired is all. How was your shift at the hospital?"

"It wasn't too bad today. I'm just glad I have a whole weekend to recover before going back" I said watching him lean against the headboard. Slowly closing his eyes and reopening them.

"Are you sure your okay Charlie?"

"I'm fine"

"Yeah well as a nurse, I'm fine isn't gonna cut it for me"

"Don't go all professional on me now" He teased as I walked over to my work bag.

"I kinda have to it's my job as your girlfriend who works with sick people everyday. I have to make sure your not contagious" I spoke walking over to him.

"How've you been feeling?" I asked placing a hand on his forehead.

"Tired"

"Does your head hurt?"

"A bit" He sniffled. Stuffy nose.

"Open" I spoke taking a look into his mouth.

"How do your muscles feel?" I spoke putting the popsicle stick I had used in a ziplock bag to throw away.

"You tell me baby" He joked flexing his arm.

"Charles"

"Fine. Sorry. They're actually a little weak" I sighed sticking a thermometer in his mouth.

"I missed you" He tried to speak reaching his hand out to take mine. I quickly retracted it watching hurt take over his face.

"Baby I love you but your sick" I explained hearing the thermometer beep.

"I don't think I'm sick"

"Really? Cause this thermometers telling me you've got the flu"

"I do?"

"Yup. Which means your on bedrest until you get better"

"Nope. There's no way that's gonna happen"

"And why not?"

"Because we've had this whole weekend planned out with fun activities for weeks and I'm not gonna let a little cold ruin that"

"It's not a little cold it's the flu. And I'm sure we can find another free weekend to lounge around all day and watch movies"

"We we're gonna do other stuff too" He pouted.

"Save it Charlie. You are not doing anything that doesn't involve you laying in this bed" He seemed to perk up at my suggestion a smirk forming on his face.

"No. Not that either" I spoke a pout taking over his face.

"But-"

"No buts. You need rest"

"I can't. I've been tossing and turning all night. Can we cuddle?" I internally groaned looking at the digital clock on the bedside table.

"Charlie it's contagious. I can't risk getting sick" My heart broke as I watched sadness wash over his face.

"But I wanna cuddle"

"If you feel any better tomorrow. We can cuddle. Until then I've got to sleep on the couch tonight"

"Your not even gonna sleep with me" He complained.

"Get some rest" I said placing my hand on his cheek feeling him lean into my touch.

"I love you" I smiled sweetly at him.

"I love you too Y/n" he croaked out coughing afterwards.

"Night Charlie"

"Goodnight baby" He called out after me.

I woke up to sound of my alarm ringing. Wanting nothing more than to sleep for just a few more hours.

Unfortunately enough I had a sick boyfriend to tend to so I quickly got up, going to put a chicken soup on the stove. Just the way he liked it.

"Charlie" I sang entering the room to see a scatter of tissues around the bed.

"We ran out of tissues so I had to grab toilet paper. He sniffled holding up a roll of new toilet paper.

"I take it your not feeling any better?" I asked putting down the tray of soup on the dresser.

"Nope. I think it got worse. Which sucks cause now I can't kiss you"

"We have plenty of time for that later" I spoke tucking him back in.

"I brought you soup"

"Thank you for taking care of me"

"Of course baby. You know? We could still have a great weekend" I said picking up the dirty tissues and throwing them into the trash bin in the corner of the room.

"How?" Charlie asked blowing on the soup.

"We could watch some movies later in the living room. We'll just sit on different couches" I suggested.

"Sounds good?"

"Sounds amazing beautiful" He spoke in a groggy voice.

It had been a few hours of Charlie laying in bed while I did some online shopping enjoying the peace and silence in the apartment.

The two of us sharing small talk bringing up memories from the day we first met, to our first date, to the present day.

"Baby!" Charlie called out to me.

"Yes Charles" I toyed with the boy spinning around on the armchair at the desk.

"Can we watch movies now? I'm tired of laying here"

"Yes" I answered watching a smile form on his face.

I sighed settling down onto the couch watching as my boyfriend scrolled through the endless movies on Netflix.

"What do you wanna watch?"

"The notebook"

"Do you wanna see me cry woman?" He asked exasperatedly making me giggle.

"Awww your such a softie" I said watching him put the movie on anyways.

"I am not"

"Sure Charlie" I laughed once more as the movie started.

I looked over at my boyfriend to see him attempting to get comfortable. Rolling my eyes I got up to sit next to him.

"Come on" I said patting my lap.

"Really?" He asked making me nod.

"What if I get you sick?"

"Then I'll take a couple days off work. No biggie"

"You'd do that for me?"

"Of course you big dummy" He grinned at my response placing his head on my lap. Immediately getting comfortable with a blanket on his body.

"I love you" He muttered.

"I love you too Charlie" I whispered contently running my fingers through his hair as the first movie of the night played.

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[pink-peony-princess]

From Unpredictability Comes Strength

Are you sure you're okay babe?" Shawn, my boyfriend asked as he walked over to the bed where I was currently laying curled up.

"I'm sure, still exhausted from the jet lag, and my period is giving me grief," I told him causing him to pout. Most girls my age would probably cringe at the thought of telling their boyfriend details about their period, but not me. See Shawn my boyfriend, my older brother Connor, and their friends Dave and Brian were all well respected doctors at the local hospital here in Toronto. That was part of reason for my moving from LA to Canada, I didn't want Shawn to loose such a good job, it was an added bonus that Bri and the other two guys also lived with us so I would get to see all of them.

"Okay," he agreed, though I could tell from the tone that he wasn't completely convinced.

"Call me if you need me, I get off at 6." he added before kissing my head and leaving the now empty house, the other having already left for the hospital.

Several hours later, and the pain just wasn't getting any better. I had always had bad periods. They were made especially bad though by a cyst that I had on my left ovary, something which when I asked my old doctor about she had told me that there was nothing that could be done short of some pain relief. I had tried everything though, hot packs, cold packs, a bath, even drinking green tea, (which I hated) to no avail. Finally I decided that I would try going for a short walk, as I heard that exercise could alleviate pain.

While on the walk I got a call from Shawn, "Babe come home, we all got off early so we're having a family dinner. " he spoke.

"Be there soon, I love you." I told him, before turning around and jogging home. As I went to cross the road, a dog came out of nowhere, and me being deathly afraid of them as I was tried to avoid it, by running the other way only to mis-step and fall directly into gravel. Unfortunately for me, I ended up skinning my knees and as I stood, groaning from the painful sting tht was now emanating from my limbs I realised there was dirt caught in them. Great, just great, I thought as I made my way home slowly, tears falling as I tried to ignore (and failed) how much pain I was in.

"Ana!" Brian called coming over to greet me with a hug. "How was your run?" He asked stepping back to look at me. "Wait, " He paused looking at me more closely. "Ana, you're crying, and bleeding, " he spoke as he looked me up and down before spotting my bloody knees.

" Shawn, " he called, looking over his shoulder to the kitchen where I could hear the other guys all laughing.

"Hi babe, " he started before noticing my knees as Brian had moments earlier and pouted.

"Let me see Princess," he spoke as he helped me into the kitchen and lifted me onto the bench.

"Aw, Poppet, what happend?" My brother asked when he saw me crying as Shawn gently examined my wounds.

"There was a dog." I shivered. I hated dogs except for Tarzan. "So I ran but I tripped." I hiccuped as I tried to slow my breathing.

"One Dr.Brian at your service," Bring sang as he reappeared holding the household first aid box, pulling out tweezers, antiseptic spray, gauze, tape, bandages, cream and pills. "I'm just going to remove the dirt, clean them and then I'll bandage them up. " He explained as he positioned my leg so the kitchen lights were directly above him. "Hold Shawn and Connor's hands for me okay, this will probably hurt."

He wasn't lying it feel like fire was being rubbed into my wounds, and I found myself biting my lip to try and stop myself from crying out loud.

"Nearly done hon," Brian soothed patting my leg as he washed out the last little bits of dirt. A minute later, he stepped back with a smile.

"The worst part is over now Princess," Shawn whispered in my ear, causing me to loosen my grip on their hands just a little. I still clung to them as Brian bandaged them up though, needing the physical contact.

"And you, my fair lady, are all finished," he smiled as he tucked the last bit of bandage in. "You'll need to get me or one of the guys to change it daily for three or so days, but other than that you'll be fine. "

"Thanks Brian," I whispered reaching to give him a hug.

"Ready to get down babe?" Shawn asked, going to grab my hands again.

"Can you just hold me for a minute?" I asked feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Of course. " He smiled before wrapping me in a warm embrace, and allowing me to rest my head in the crook of his neck. "Are you okay? " He asked when I sniffed.

"Mmm," My response was muffled, but they must have heard it because Connor was the next one to speak.

"Why are you so upset Bug?" he asked, using my childhood nickname.

"I don't know!" I cried. "I'm not sleeping because of the jet lag. I'm in pain and now this." I threw my hands up.

"Tell you what, " Connor started. "you have a shower then we'll have dinner and you and your other half-" he gestured to Shawn "can go have sappy cuddles on the couch. How does that sound?" He ruffled my hair softly as he spoke before returning to the cooking.

Fifteen minutes later, I came back down the stairs wearing one of Shawn's old Zeppelin shirts, it reaching my knees and drowning me, but I didn't care. It was comfortable, and it smelt like his aftershave.

"Feeling any better Princess?" he asked coming over and kissing my forehead

"A little," I spoke. Sighing as I leant into his hold. Truth was I was feeling less of the period pain and more of a sharp ache now. But I wasn't going to tell them that, all four of them would be swarming around me like sea gulls if I did.

"I'm hungry," I spoke stealing a piece of tomato that Connor had placed on the counter to add to the salad.

He merely glared at me playfully, but didn't say anymore.

Half an hour later and we were all sat at dinner, the boys all chatting amongst themselves about their work days, discussing patients and funding. While I just pushed my food around my plate, trying to ignore the now increasingly sharp pain radiating from my stomach.

"Ana are you okay?" Dave asked worriedly, watching as I pushed my plate away.

" I don't feel good." I spoke, before grimicing in pain as a particularly bad cramp took hold.

"Dont feel good how?" Shawn asked as he came over to where I was sitting, two seats down from him, bending down.

"Just make it stop." I groaned, reaching for my stomach.

"Make what stop Princess?" he asked, searching my face, and rubbing my leg trying to comfort me.

"The pain, it's like there's a knife there!" I cried, leaning into him and breathing heavily.

"Do you think you can stand up?" Brian asked, coming over to help Shawn support me as I slumped in my chair.

I stood slowly feeling extremely shaky before nearly collapsing as dizziness took over.

"Ana you went for a run right?" Dave asked, coming to stand by my side, taking my wrist so he could take my pulse.

I nodded my head, trying to slow my breathing as the room kept spinning.

"Shit, her pulse is racing, bring her over to the couch." He told Shawn before leaving the room.

Shawn and Dave both held me tightly as we moved slowly. I could barely lift my legs as every time I did pain took hold. "Okay, lay back babe," Shawn spoke as he helped me sit down, and situated me between his legs as he sat behind me.

"Right, Ana where is the pain?" Dave questioned coming to kneel down beside the couch.

"Right here, " I spoke pointing to my left side.

"I'm just going to feel," he spoke as he hiked my shirt up to just under my chest.

Everyone was quiet as Dave concentrated, moving around to press on different sections of my stomach. Finally he said "It is a bit swollen. Do you have any pain in your back or thighs? "

I looked back at Shawn,confused. "If the cyst on your ovary has ruptured or is close to, it can cause pain in the back and thighs," he explained, helping me to pull my shirt back down.

I nodded causing him sigh.

"We'll try some heat, maybe have a bath okay, the water may help to soothe it," Dave added before standing up and taking my wrist again. "Your heart rate is a little high, but we'll just keep an eye on you." He smiled,as Shawn scooped me up into his arms, and carried me up the stairs to our en suite.

"Arms up Princess, do you want bubbles?" he asked as he deposited me onto the closed toilet seat and helped me remove my clothing.

"Please?" I asked, watching as he grabbed my favourite bath lotion, and poured a generous amount in.

"Here we go. In you get," he spoke as he helped me into the tub The difference was almost immediate.

"I think it's time my little invalid gets out," Shawn whispered after about twenty minutes of me just laying back in the water, and letting him massage my scalp from where he sat next to the tub.

"Okay," I agreed, taking his hand as he helped me out of the bath slowly.

It was a slow process getting dressed, as I couldn't make any sudden movements, but Shawn was patient. "There," he said finally. "Snug as a bug, " He had not only redressed me into the shirt I had stolen from him, but had gone and gotten a sweater that he had left lying about and pulled it on me. "Can't have you getting cold little one," he laughed, before pecking my lips.

"It is freezing!" I agreed, as we made our way down the stairs.

"How's my patient?" Dave asked as Shawn placed me gently onto the sofa, covering me with a quilt.

"Sore," I replied, pouting, causing him to laugh.

"Here,this might help," Connor called walking in from the kitchen and placing a heating pad on my stomach.

"Thanks Con," I yawned, readjusting myself so that I could lay against Shawn's side as he squished onto the sofa beside me.

"Get some sleep babe," he whispered, "You need it." He didn't need to tell me twice, it was about three seconds and I was out like a light.

...

When I woke I wasn't sure what time it was, but I was no longer in the couch, instead Shawn had taken me up stairs and tucked me into the bed, and judging by the lack of light and the soft snores coming from Shawn as he slept soundly beside me, it was much later.

Unfortunately for me, there was no way that I was getting back to sleep any time soon, as the pain that had been uncomfortable, but bearable earlier was now causing me agony. So much so that I was literally feeling nauseous.

"Ana, are okay?" Shawn asked, talking into my neck, sleep thick in his muffled voice.

I didn't answer, trying to focus on not passing out.

"Ana," he sighed, as I just sat there crying grabbing fist fulls of sheet as each wave of pain came over me. Sitting up and switching on the lamp beside the bed, he rubbed my arm softly.

"Hold on I'll get the guys." He got up, before quickly exiting the room. A minute or so later I heard the sound of him knocking on the other's doors, and tired voices.

"It's worse? " Dave confirmed, walking into the room closely followed by Shawn,Brian and Connor.

"It never hurts this much, it's so bad!" I cried, pressing on my stomach, wanting the pain gone. I could feel a stronger wave of nausea just as Shawn bent down so that he was at my level, Connor coming to sit with me on the bed as he saw me gag, holding my hair back just in case.

" I'm gonna be sick!" I gasped holding my hand on my mouth, feeling the bile rise.

"Okay, just a second, Bri's gone to get a bucket bub," Shawn soothed coming to rub small circles in my back.

Finally just as I nearly let myself be sick on the bed, Connor spoke, "Here let it all out, " he soothed rubbing my back as Brian held a bucket beneath me that he must have bolted to get from somewhere. I was thankful though, as I could no longer hold it.

After a few minutes, I was able to catch my breath, though I still lay there sweaty and dazed.

"Here,come here Princess." Shawn motioned for me to shuffle over, so he could wipe my face down with a wet washer he had gone and gotten from out bathroom.

"I bleed on the bed," I cried, embarrassed as I shifted and felt the leak, before seeing the masive red stain on the once white sheet

" It's okay, it's normal to have heavy bleeding when a cyst is inflamed. Honestly, we see blood every day babe," Shawn soothed, as he pushed my messy hair out of my face "Besides, they're just sheets, worst case, we'll chuck them out."

"I feel horrible," I groaned letting my head fall onto Shawn's arms half an hour later, when even after a dose of strong pain killers I could barely move.

"Do you want to try sitting in the shower?" Brian suggested as he came back into the room after going to put the dirty sheets in the washer.

"Will it help?" I asked unsure.

"It might," Dave nodded, "The constant stream of warm water may help to loosen some of the muscles in your back and help with the pain and nausea. It's worth a try. "

"Okay," I agreed, watching as Dave stood up and came to stand at the side of the bed.

He held out a hand, helping to support me as Shawn pulled me into an upright position. The room spun a little, and I could feel myself swaying slightly but I managed to stay standing. "Just move very slowly, Ana, no sudden movements honey." Dave grimaced in sympathy as my face tensed with pain as I stepped forward. "

It's okay. We've got you. Breathe Ana. Just breathe," Shawn encouraged as we finally made it to the bathroom.

... Two hours later...

I had sat on the tiled floor of the shower cubicle for almost two hours now, yet nothing was changing and I was miserable. All I wanted to do was sleep. Shawn had sat with me the whole time, holding me gently under the water, not caring that his clothes were now soaked.

"Shawnie I feel dizzy," I told him trying to stay awake. "And my stomach is burning," I groaned, trying to ignore the hot feeling that was now taking over my tummy.

He took my wrist in his hand, before gently taking my pulse.

"Ana we need to go to the hospital honey," he spoke before leaning me against the glass door of the shower and standing up.

"No please can't you just do what you need to do here," I begged crying. I hated hospitals, and he knew it, it had been that way my entire 22 years of life.

"Shhh, calm down," he consoled before calling out to the others. "Dave, Brian, Connor!"

The looks of pity on all of their faces as they stepped into the room and took in my bedraggled state was too much for me to handle.

"Oh Ana, buddy. " Brian sighed, before bending down and helping Shawn to stand me up.

"We need to go to the hospital,she's dizzy her pulse is at 130 beats a minute, she's in more pain than before, she told me a minute ago that her stomach was burning, and she's bleeding more than she should be. I think it may have burst," he told the others as he wrapped a towel around my wet-clothed body.

"Burns," I whimpered as we made our way downstairs, me in my brother's arms, allowing Shawn to run and change into dry clothes.

I heard them muttering amongst themselves, not making out much more than medical word: inflammation and gastritis,and then I was tuning them out.

I couldn't help the tears as we made the short drive to the hospital, me laying across Connor and Shawn's laps.

"I know bub,we'll sort it out okay. But just focus in staying calm. The more upset you are, the worse you'll feel." Connor explained rubbing my stomach softly.

-Connor-

I felt horrible as I watched my little sister in pain, desperately clinging to Shawn as we pulled into the staff carpark. Luckily for us Shawn and I worked as critical care doctors in the ICU while Brian and Dave ran the ER, meaning we could just go straight in, not having to worry about admissions, and insurance just yet.

"I thought you were off tonight? It's been one hell of a night!" Nancy one of the nurses spoke as we walked in.

"We were, but Ana has a burst cyst," I spoke pointing to Shawn who held her in his arms as we walked towards the only available exam room.

Nancy frowned sympathetically, before walking back to the nurses station "You'll need to run it, no doctors available," she called.

Normally we won't treat relatives but she was high priority as as Nancy had said there was no one else there.

"Right Ana I need to run some tests honey, I'm going to get Shawn to change you into this," Dave spoke holding out a gown, as Shawn placed my sister onto the exam table gently.

Once that was done Dave came back over, setting up the portable ultra sound machine next to the bed.

"So I'm just going to put some gel on your stomach, and have a look okay. It might be a little uncomfortable so I apologise in advance."

She whimpered slightly, grabbing Shawn's hand as Dave pressed the wand down."

"I know I'm sorry, " he apologised as he continued to move it around, finally he stopped, zooming in.

"Here it is, you've got a burst cyst on your left ovary, that's why it's hurting so much. When you were running the exertion must have caused it to burst. It also looks as though you have evidence of gastritis too."

"What's that?" she asked looking to me for help.

"Its inflammation of the stomach lining, that's the burning you were feeling.We'll run some more tests though, just to be sure-"

He was interrupted as he spoke by one of the nurses poking her head around the curtin.

"Dr. Craigen would you be able to consult in triage?"

"No," He answered politely. "I'm currently busy looking after a personal patient."

Ana laughed once she had left. "Can you do that? Just ignore?"

"For you, yes, you're our most important patient." He winked. " Good news," he added, " There's no twist, so no surgery but it did burst, and you have lost some blood. So I would like to admit you so we can give you fluids and pain relief," he explained causing her nose to crinkle in distaste.

-Ana-

"Can Shawn stay?" I asked worried that I'd be stuck here by myself.

"I'm not going anywhere Princess," he reassured, me, coming to sit on the side of the bed with me.

Half an hour later and I'd been officially admitted and hooked up to a blood pressure machine, oximeter, and an I.V. with pain meds which was working wonders.

"How you feeling now princess?" Shawn asked, looking at the machines briefly before focusing his attention back to me. We were now the only two in the room, Brian and Connor having gone to the Cafeteria for much needed coffee, and Dave to check my previous file notes, not that I knew how he'd get a hold of them.

"I'm cold." I shivered, trying to burrow myself further into the too think blankets.

"Here, this should help," Shawn smiled, pulling one of his jumpers out of his bag and helping me into it.

There was a knock on the door, before Dave stepped into the room,a clipboard in hand. "Sorry to interupt guys." he apologised. "Ana, I need to ask you some routine questions," he spoke coming to sit next to the bed.

"Is there any chance you could be pregnant?" he asked seriously.

I blushed, "Ummm no," I laughed hiding my face in Shawn's shoulder.

"Sorry,this is just as awkward for you as it is for me. Trust me I don't want to know the details of one of my best mates private this. But this important," he explained smiling sympathetically.

"Well, No, trust me," I laughed, just wanting to move on.

"Okay. Well I'm going to do a blood draw just to rule a couple things out. Make sure nothing additional is going on."

"The doctor basically told me there was nothing she could do," I told him, watching as he grabbed all the necessary supplies.

"Well now that you're over here Dave will take care of you princess," Shawn spoke kissing my head.

"You don't have to worry about a thing." Dave smiled before snapping on a pair of gloves and coming to sit next to me.

"Shawn move your fat bum so I can get this blood work done," he spoke, shoving Shawn off the bed with his hip where he had been sitting next to me.

"Sharp scratch Ana," he warned causing me to squeeze my eyes shut in anticipation. "Just stay nice and relaxed."

Several hours later,and nothing abnormal had shown up in my blood work, meaning that once my pain was under control I was free to go, however Dave did explain to me that he had seen evidence of gastritis as Connor had mentioned earlier a symptom of the strong medications I had been taking to manage my pain. I was prescribed an ant-acid, toldstay away from spicy food, and change medications to something a little less harsh.

"You also need to be on bed rest for a few days to give your stomach time to heal," Shawn had added, laughing when I whined in protest. He knew I hated being stuck immobile.

Days later I had been released on strict orders to rest, something which I reluctantly agreed to.

" I'm so glad your feeling better," Shawn said sitting next to me on the sofa, that had become my temporary home due to not being able to walk easily on my own.

"Well it wasn't exactly the way I wanted to spend my first few days here, but thank you guys," I spoke, looking to the other three who sat across from us. They all smiled. "Seriously. Hopefully this will be the start of a great new chapter! I can't wait to see what living in Canada brings," I shouted causing them all to laugh.

"What would I do without you babe?" Shawn chuckled, kissing me.

"I don't know, your life would certainly be more predictable though," I laughed, snuggling into his shoulder.

"But then life would be boring, besides from unpredictabiliy comes strength, and you Ana, are the strongest person I know," he smiled, kissing my temple and resting his head atop mine.

[chanlixformysoul]

'I love you' [ Chanlix ]

rating: teen and up audience

word count: 1,337

summary:

➥ It was cold, really cold but his smile warmed his heart. Felix snuggles his head further in the crook of Chan's neck inhaling and smiling pressing his lips on his neck kissing it while murmuring 'I love you'.

song recommendation:

estimated reading time: 8.7 minutes

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Chan and Felix were on the high rooftop of their dorm building. The area was the perfect hangout spot with three couches that were filled with lots of pillows while the fireplace was placed in the middle of the whole beautiful scenery. The past owners had put some fake grass everywhere, so after consulting their managers about the dorm, along with the begging of the members to keep the grass where it was, their managers agreed.

Felix had a bad day, the dance instructor insisted on perfecting his moves so he had to stay over for an extra two hours even though he was in the dance practice room from 9 am. In short he was beaten to the bone, his muscle aching with every step he took. He wanted to take the cab back to the dorms but it was just a few blocks away and their company driver was busy with some business alongside their managers. After what felt like twenty minutes of walking he was finally back at the dorms.

He was greeted by a worried Jisung. He accepted the light scolding because apparently he gets mad if you don't answer his phone calls. Felix was quick to defend himself saying his phone died but it didn't matter. Jisung continued his scolding while Felix went to get some food from the fridge. He quickly ate and washed his dishes, entering the living room he was met by silence, he called for Jisung but he just responded that he is going back to the company. Felix then went and took a shower changing in his pjs. He wanted to take a light nap which turned into a six hour nap.

Checking the time on the wall clock the arrows pointed close to 2 am, he glanced around and saw the boys sleeping peacefully. He didn't want to wake up the others so he made his way to the kitchen to get a glass of water but he was met with a pair of tired eyes.

'Hi...' said Chan

'Hey, shouldn't you be sleeping? It's almost 2 am.'

'I'm just stuck on a track, I'll be fine, go to sleep' he went to pat Felix's shoulder and gave him a smile as he left the room. Felix was standing there feeling somewhat sad.

He knew Chan was going on the rooftop because whenever he felt stressed he would go up there looking at the sky or just simply working on his laptop. He went and put on a large hoodie and took some blankets. He made his way on the rooftop seeing the older lying lazily on the big couch that was in the middle.

He couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his chest, feeling happy to see Chan for the second time in the span of five minutes. Walking quietly he heard Chan groan as he put his hands on his head massaging his temple.He had his laptop in his lap opened in a program

'Hi again...'

'Felix what are you doing up here? I told you to go to sleep.'

'I know but I'm not tired, I took a nap...that turned into a six hour nap' The other chuckled and Felix found himself smitten over the sound of Chan's voice.

'Well, I came here for cuddles and kisses and I'm not going to sleep until I get them' he said quickly while pouting and hoping that Chan would let him cuddle with him.

'Oh my, that's an interesting offer you got there, mr Lee, I wouldn't want your offer to go to waste so come here' he said patting the empty space on his left. Felix happily waddles and sits down next to Chan while putting the big blanket on both of them.

'Can I?' Felix says while pointing to Chan's shoulder.

'Of course, Lixie, come here' Felix leans on his shoulder slowly but Chan just grabs him to sit in his lap face to face. The older put the blanket over them bringing Felix closer so he can rest his head on his shoulder

'You know I love your cuddles, Lix'

'I love you' said Felix while looking in Chan's eyes.

The next second Felix realized he said that out loud and not in his head. He quickly moved off Chan's lap putting some distance between them.

'Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or something, I should go back I'm just bothering you' Felix said quickly all in one breath. His eyes were watery and his heart was pounding in his chest.

As he slowly looks up to see Chan smiling and his dimples making their appearance on his delicate features. Felix liked Chan for some time now but was too afraid to break their friendship and make things awkward between them.

'I love you too, my Lixie, please come back I miss you already' he says standing up and picking the younger up in his arms and sitting back down on the couch. Setting Felix to stay on his lap, face to face again. The younger just stares at the leader feeling the waves of anxiety wear off him. He feels gentle hands massaging his back and the blanket being pulled up on them so they weren't cold.

'I love you Felix, I really do' he says leaning closer to the youngest face. ' I've liked you for a while now actually...'

'Really? I l-like you too but I was too scared to actually say it'

'We are a little dumb,aren't we?' And with that Chan leans even closer almost closing the distance between their faces. His breath lingering on Felix face.

'Can I?' Says Chan breathlessly

'Yes please' Chan just smiles like an idiot and finally closes the distance. Lips brushing against each other, Felix puts his arms around Chan's neck and Chan pushes his tongue past Felix's soft lips.

A whimper escapes his lips as Chan continues to explore the inside of his mouth, Felix tries his best to swallow back a moan but fails and the embarrassing sound comes out louder than he wanted to.

'Do you want to be my boyfriend?' Chan asks, feeling a little nervous.

'Only if I get to cuddle you every night from now on'

'Everything for my love'. Chan said, smiling and pecking his now boyfriend's lips. It was cold, really cold but his smile warmed his heart. Felix snuggles his head further in the crook of Chans neck inhaling and smiling pressing his lips on his neck kissing it while murmuring 'I love you'.

'I love you too, my Lixie' The night was followed by Chan carrying Felix to his bed or should I say theirs from now on.

Feeling each other's body, skin on skin, hip on hip, lips on lips and most importantly heart to heart.

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my ao3: Mrs_SnowPitch

my wattpad: ChanlixForMySoul

my masterlist: iza’s masterlist

[amethystroselilith]

Ooh okay! Thanks for answering. I'll leave the scenario up to you for Gavin x MC, but if you're up for writing, how about using the sentence as an inspiration piece or in the piece itself, "Why did you do that?! You could've been killed!"

Prompt:  "Why did you do that?! You could've been killed!" Sorry, this took so long! I had classes and commissions to work on! ~~~

First fanfic for Mr Love :)

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26422249

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“This feels nice.” MC sighed happily as she breathes in the fresh air, staring at the camping site in awe. 

Big trees surrounding them, the chirps of the bird filling the air, the soft sound of the stream beside them adding to the relaxing atmosphere.

“Let’s hope you still feel the same without your electronics.” Gavin snickered as he unloads their camping stuff from their car.

MC huffed as she crossed her arms, “I’ll be fine, Gavin! Don’t be so mean.” 

Her boyfriend just shook his head before walking to her and wrapping her with his arms, “I’m just saying you don’t owe me anything for us doing your own thing, I enjoy them as well, you didn’t have to come with me here, I’ve been doing this alone for years now, I don’t mind it.” 

MC rubbed her head against his chest. She’s doesn’t really have much experience outdoors, used to living with what technology has blessed her, but after accidentally overhearing Gavin and Minor talking, she can’t help but think about how Gavin would always be willing to do whatever she wants.

“Isn’t your camping trip coming this weekend?” Minor asked before he takes another swing from his bottle.

“Yup, why?” Gavin raised an eyebrow at him.

They were both at Gavin and MC’s place, Minor had decided to invite himself in and watch a movie. While the behaviour is a common occurrence, MC just smiled and pulled herself away from Gavin’s arms to prepare some food, Gavin can’t help but feel a bit annoyed that his night will be filled with Minor’s commentary over the movie instead of just him and MC having their own little bubble filled with cuddles and just talking. But he did owe Minor for helping him finally ask MC out. MC is his everything so he guesses he owes Minor a lot, listening to his annoying commentary included.

“I mean, are you going to take MC with you?” Minor asked.

“Hm, never really thought of it. Last year I just asked her to stay with her friend while I’m gone.” Gavin asked, “She won’t really be interested in that.”

“Have you asked her though?” Minor raised an eyebrow.

“Er… no.” Gavin scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment, “To be fair, I know MC well, and I don’t think she’ll enjoy or be comfortable being out there.” 

At that point, MC had been curiously listening behind a wall, bowl of chips and sauce in hand. 

“Of course I do, I think it’ll be nice to spend time with her out there with just the two of us, but I would much prefer she be comfortable.” Gavin sighed.

“I don’t know, Gav, I mean think of the outdoor sex.” 

The couple blushed beet red at the statement, MC almost dropping their food and Gavin hitting Minor with their sofa pillows, “I’m not a  perv like you, Minor.” the brunette huffed.

“Yea and I didn’t have a glimpse MC’s neck full of hickeys and limping to her office last week.” Minor rolled his eyes.

“Can we change the subject?” Gavin grumbled.

“More like go back to the subject.” Minor laughed softly, “I really think you should ask her, I’m pretty sure she’d appreciate the atmosphere, we just finished a really big project so you don’t have to worry about her work, she needs to unwind and it’s only for the weekends anyway.”

Gavin hummed in thought, “I’d consider it.”

They didn’t say anything else after that so MC had revealed herself. Minor must have gotten impatient or didn’t trust Gavin in asking herself to his trip so he asked MC, much to Gavin’s annoyance. Without thinking, MC had agreed to it and she swore Gavin’s surprised face and the happiness in his eyes melted her heart.

“Is that how you feel?” MC frowned up at him, “That I went with you because I owed you something?”

The statement surprised Gavin, the look of hurt in his lover’s face stabbed a pain in his heart, “It’s not that… I’m just worried you’re not comfortable.” he explained.

MC pouted, “I’ll be fine! I wanna spend time with you.” she said with a smile, “Plus it’s not often we go to trips, as long as we’re not in a crowded place, I’ll enjoy every second with you.” 

Gavin, not being that great with words, just gave her a soft smile and a kiss on her forehead, “Well, let’s set up everything then, let’s do everything together.”

~~~

MC giggled as she submerged her feet in the water, enjoying the coolness of it, “So, we’re doing fishing?” she asked while watching Gavin cast his line, admiring how his arm muscles flex, “Didn’t we pack enough camping food already?” 

“Yes, but it still feels different from eating your own catch,” Gavin explained as he tries to cast his line farther, setting the rod between the rocks to keep it up when he found a promising position, “Now we wait.” he smiled at her before sitting next to her and pulling her inside his arm.

“What else do you do here?” MC asked as she leaned on him.

“Well, after lunch I take a stroll in the forest and just enjoy the walk. There’s already a designated path for campers to take so it should be safe for us to go there later.” Gavin explained, “How are you feeling so far? I hope it’s not boring for you.”

MC chuckled, “No, this is nice. The scenery is peaceful, no work popping out to stress me, the temperature is cool, plus we’re here together.” she hummed, “It’s really relaxing.”

Gavin chuckled, “There’s also some pretty flowers in the forest, I think you’ll really enjoy those too. Plus the stars will be beautiful tonight according to the weather.”

MC perked up at that, “Then I’m looking forward to it!” she exclaimed in excitement.

The line of the fishing rod began to move, getting the attention of the couple. Gavin had quickly moved to catch the fish.

While MC isn’t really the one controlling the fishing rod, she still can’t help but feel excited as she cheers on Gavin.

“I think I got it,” Gavin said.

They excitedly wait for their catch to reveal themselves.

“...” 

It looks like the fish escaped.

“Uhm…” Gavin blushed in embarrassment.

“That was exciting! No fish but it was fun watching!” MC said in amazement, “Let’s cast it again!” she smiled at Gavin.

The encouragement made Gavin grin as he cast his line again, hoping now Mother Nature wouldn’t embarrass him in front of his girlfriend this time.

~~~

Excited as she was, she didn’t think she would dare watch Gavin prepare the fishes for cooking. They had caught 2 large ones and Gavin think they have more enough since they had also packed some other stuff to cook. 

MC had just placed their campfire stew on the fire, humming to herself as she waits for Gavin.

It didn’t take too long when 2 fishes on a stick joined the fire.

“I can’t wait to finally try a real campfire smores later!” MC said excitedly as she watches the fire, “I bet it will be a hundred times more delicious!”

Gavin sat next to her as she pats her head, “You and your sweets.” he chuckled.

MC laughed, “I’ll have you know that it’s pretty much the reason I’m here.” she teased.

Gavin gasped playfully, “And here I was thinking I’m the main reason.” 

“Smores is number 1, you’re a close 2 though.” 

Gavin just chuckled before pulling her in a tickle fight.

~~~

“Wow, this is so pretty,” MC said in awe as she looks at the beautiful patch of different coloured flowers in front of her.

Gavin can’t help but feel happy as well even if he was only watching her. He appreciates the flowers before, but the contentment and happiness feeling he has this time when he’s with her is way more satisfying.

It was really peaceful until they heard a whining noise.

“MC, get here.” Gavin immediately said.

MC quickly went behind Gavin, holding his arm as they look for the source of noise, “Gavin, look.” she said quietly when she spotted something brown and furry.

After checking their surroundings, Gavin and MC had cautiously walked to the animal.

“Oh, poor thing,” MC said in sympathy when they saw an injured baby bear, an ugly wound on his leg, “What should we do?” she looked up at Gavin.

“His mother doesn’t seem to be closeby, she should’ve rushed to him by now.” he observed, “That wound isn’t lethal but it would help if I clean it up a bit. I have a medkit back at camp, so we should head there now, but unfortunately, I need you to stay there just in case his mother would arrive, it’ll be a bit dangerous.” he looked at MC.

MC frowned, “We can’t just leave him alone in here! He’s still a baby and helpless! What if something hurts him?”

“MC, I’m not leaving you here, if his mother did come and find him, you’d be in danger.” Gavin said sternly, “Let’s go.” 

MC stayed on her ground, “Gavin, no.” 

Gavin sighed, “MC, please, I can’t take it if something happens to you.”

“I know, Gav, but I’ll feel so bad when something happens to it. I promise I’ll be fine, I can hide somewhere I’ll spot the mother, even from a distance, I swear I’ll hide or even go back to camp.” MC explained, “Please?” she begged with the eyes she knows Gavin can’t resist.

Gavin sighed in defeat, “Promise me, even if it’s just a glimpse or even a random sound that’s out of the birds or water stream, you’ll come back to me. Got it?” he looked at her straight in her eyes.

MC nodded, “Promise.”

Gavin took something from his pocket, “Here’s a pepper spray just in case, and my pocket knife, I’ll be quick.” 

They shared one look before Gavin rushed to their camp. 

“Don’t worry, little guy, Gavin will make sure you’d be fine.” MC cooed at the bear whose cries are now quieter, MC liked to think it’s because the cub felt safe with them.

~~~

‘Gavin is taking a bit longer.’

MC thought in worry before turning to the cub. The cub was just staring at her as well, can’t really move with how he must be hurting with his leg. 

A growling noise grabbed their attention, and like she promised Gavin, she quickly hid on a nearby tree. Her eyes widened when she saw a lone wolf sniffing nearby, at this point, she should really go back to Gavin, but the cub had begun crying again, making MC’s heart too heavy to leave the cub. 

“Gavin is going to kill me,” she mumbled under her breath as she stayed close to the cub.

The wolf had spotted them now, he’s eyeing the cub hungrily. MC swallowed the lump on her throat, she grabbed the knife and prepared just in case the wolf would attack them. It’s growling at them now, hunger glazing its eyes. 

“Stay back! I don’t want to hurt you!” she glared at the wolf. 

MC’s heart races as they stared at each other until the wolf decided it’s hungry enough.

It runs to them with a growl. It leapt and about to land on MC, thankfully for MC’s instinct. She had raised her hand and used the pepper spray as she dodged. The wolf whined as it hits its eyes, however, it still tried to get a bite out of MC. In the middle of panic, MC had slashed her knife blindly.

“MC!” she heard Gavin’s voice.

The knife had hit the wolf on the leg, it wasn’t deep but just enough to draw out a wound. Hearing another voice, however, discouraged the wolf to attack and instead limped away as fast as he could.

"Why did you do that?! You could've been killed!" Gavin can’t help but raise his voice in worry. 

He had immediately gone to check on MC, “You promised to come to me!” 

Gavin had proceeded to lecture her and MC had just bowed her head. She had never seen Gavin so pissed and now that she did, she can’t help but feel horrible. 

“Don’t ever do that again.” Gavin’s voice cracked, like MC’s heart.

“I’m sor-” she was cut off with Gavin pulling her in a tight embrace.

“You did great in defending yourself, that’s my girl.” Gavin breathed, “But I should still teach you some self-defence. I was so worried.” 

“I’m sorry.” MC rubbed her head in Gavin’s choice, “I was-”

“It’s fine. It’s over now, I’m just glad you’re safe.” Gavin said before pulling away, “Now let’s just fix the cub up. It took me a while because I had to call the wildlife control.”

MC nodded, “Well, let’s fix him up.”

Gavin nodded before tending to the cub.

The wildlife control didn’t take too long to arrive and took care of the rest. 

MC and Gavin bid their goodbyes and started their walk back to their camping site.

“Today’s really something,” MC said as she sat on the log.

“Would you still want to go back after that?” Gavin asked curiously as he sat next to her.

“Of course! As long as there are no more injured animals.” MC chuckled, “And of course, as long as we’re together.” she said before giving Gavin a kiss on his cheek.

Gavin smiled at the gesture, “Well, next time I’d probably bring the medkit with me already so you don’t have to stay there alone.” 

MC hummed in approval, “It’s getting dark.” she looked at the sky.

“Well, we still have some leftover stew, and since you’ve been very brave…” Gavin trailed off and just let the treats in his hands finish the sentence.

“We’re finally making smores!” MC said in excitement as she accepts the ingredients Gavin’s handing out to her.

Gavin can’t help but feel content and relax again, and after watching MC squeal for the third time of closely setting her marshmallow on fire, Gavin had gently pulled her on his lap, hand wrapping over MC’s as he angled them to a perfect position for marshmallow roasting.

MC can’t help but melt at the position, she smiled softly and made herself comfortable as she leaned in Gavin’s embrace.

She could get used to this.

[pinkpeonyprincessblog]

From Unpredictability Comes Strength

Are you sure you're okay babe?" Shawn, my boyfriend asked as he walked over to the bed where I was currently laying curled up.

"I'm sure, still exhausted from the jet lag, and my period is giving me grief," I told him causing him to pout. Most girls my age would probably cringe at the thought of telling their boyfriend details about their period, but not me. See Shawn my boyfriend, my older brother Connor, and their friends Dave and Brian were all well respected doctors at the local hospital here in Toronto. That was part of reason for my moving from LA to Canada, I didn't want Shawn to loose such a good job, it was an added bonus that Connor and the other two guys also lived with us so I would get to see all of them.

"Okay," he agreed, though I could tell from the tone that he wasn't completely convinced.

"Call me if you need me, I get off at 6," he added before kissing my head and leaving the now empty house, the other having already left for the hospital.

Several hours later, and the pain just wasn't getting any better. I had always had bad periods. They were made especially bad though by a cyst that I had on my left ovary, something which when I asked my old doctor about she had told me that there was nothing that could be done short of some pain relief. I had tried everything though, hot packs, cold packs, a bath, even drinking green tea, (which I hated) to no avail. Finally I decided that I would try going for a short walk, as I heard that exercise could alleviate pain.

While on the walk I got a call from Shawn, "Babe come home, we all got off early so we're having a family dinner, " he spoke.

"Be there soon, I love you," I told him, before turning around and jogging home. As I went to cross the road, a dog came out of nowhere, and me being deathly afraid of them as I was tried to avoid it, by running the other way only to mis-step and fall directly into gravel. Unfortunately for me, I ended up skinning my knees and as I stood, groaning from the painful sting tht was now emanating from my limbs I realised there was dirt caught in them. Great, just great, I thought as I made my way home slowly, tears falling as I tried to ignore (and failed) how much pain I was in.

"Ana!" Brian called coming over to greet me with a hug. "How was your run?" He asked stepping back to look at me. "Wait, " He paused looking at me more closely. "Ana, you're crying, and bleeding, " he spoke as he looked me up and down before spotting my bloody knees.

" Shawn, " he called, looking over his shoulder to the kitchen where I could hear the other guys all laughing.

"Hi babe, " he started before noticing my knees as Brian had moments earlier and pouted.

"Let me see Princess," he spoke as he helped me into the kitchen and lifted me onto the bench.

"Aw, Poppet, what happend?" My brother asked when he saw me crying as Shawn gently examined my wounds.

"There was a dog." I shivered. I hated dogs except for Tarzan. "So I ran but I tripped." I hiccuped as I tried to slow my breathing.

"One Dr. Brian at your service," Bring sang as he reappeared holding the household first aid box, pulling out tweezers, antiseptic spray, gauze, tape, bandages, cream and pills. "I'm just going to remove the dirt, clean them and then I'll bandage them up. " He explained as he positioned my leg so the kitchen lights were directly above him. "Hold Shawn and Connor's hands for me okay, this will probably hurt."

He wasn't lying it feel like fire was being rubbed into my wounds, and I found myself biting my lip to try and stop myself from crying out loud.

"Nearly done hon," Brian soothed patting my leg as he washed out the last little bits of dirt. A minute later, he stepped back with a smile.

"The worst part is over now Princess," Shawn whispered in my ear, causing me to loosen my grip on their hands just a little. I still clung to them as Brian bandaged them up though, needing the physical contact.

"And you, my fair lady, are all finished," he smiled as he tucked the last bit of bandage in. "You'll need to get me or one of the guys to change it daily for three or so days, but other than that you'll be fine. "

"Thanks Brian," I whispered reaching to give him a hug.

"Ready to get down babe?" Shawn asked, going to grab my hands again.

"Can you just hold me for a minute?" I asked feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Of course. " He smiled before wrapping me in a warm embrace, and allowing me to rest my head in the crook of his neck. "Are you okay? " he asked when I sniffed.

"Mmm," My response was muffled, but they must have heard it because Connor was the next one to speak.

"Why are you so upset Bug?" he asked, using my childhood nickname.

"I don't know!" I cried. "I'm not sleeping because of the jet lag. I'm in pain and now this." I threw my hands up.

"Tell you what, " Connor started. "you have a shower then we'll have dinner and you and your other half-" he gestured to Shawn "can go have sappy cuddles on the couch. How does that sound?" He ruffled my hair softly as he spoke before returning to the cooking.

Fifteen minutes later, I came back down the stairs wearing one of Shawn's old Zeppelin shirts, it reaching my knees and drowning me, but I didn't care. It was comfortable, and it smelt like his aftershave.

"Feeling any better Princess?" he asked coming over and kissing my forehead

"A little," I spoke. Sighing as I leant into his hold. Truth was I was feeling less of the period pain and more of a sharp ache now. But I wasn't going to tell them that, all four of them would be swarming around me like sea gulls if I did.

"I'm hungry," I spoke stealing a piece of tomato that Connor had placed on the counter to add to the salad.

He merely glared at me playfully, but didn't say anymore.

Half an hour later and we were all sat at dinner, the boys all chatting amongst themselves about their work days, discussing patients and funding. While I just pushed my food around my plate, trying to ignore the now increasingly sharp pain radiating from my stomach.

"Ana are you okay?" Dave asked worriedly, watching as I pushed my plate away.

" I don't feel good," I spoke, before grimicing in pain as a particularly bad cramp took hold.

"Dont feel good how?" Shawn asked as he came over to where I was sitting, two seats down from him, bending down.

"Just make it stop," I groaned, reaching for my stomach.

"Make what stop Princess?" he asked, searching my face, and rubbing my leg trying to comfort me.

"The pain, it's like there's a knife there!" I cried, leaning into him and breathing heavily.

"Do you think you can stand up?" Brian asked, coming over to help Shawn support me as I slumped in my chair.

I stood slowly feeling extremely shaky before nearly collapsing as dizziness took over.

"Ana you went for a run right?" Dave asked, coming to stand by my side, taking my wrist so he could take my pulse.

I nodded my head, trying to slow my breathing as the room kept spinning.

"Shit, her pulse is racing, bring her over to the couch." he told Shawn before leaving the room.

Shawn and Dave both held me tightly as we moved slowly. I could barely lift my legs as every time I did pain took hold. "Okay, lay back babe," Shawn spoke as he helped me sit down, and situated me between his legs as he sat behind me.

"Right, Ana where is the pain?" Dave questioned coming to kneel down beside the couch.

"Right here, " I spoke pointing to my left side.

"I'm just going to feel," he spoke as he hiked my shirt up to just under my chest.

Everyone was quiet as Dave concentrated, moving around to press on different sections of my stomach. Finally he said "It is a bit swollen. Do you have any pain in your back or thighs?"

I looked back at Shawn, confused. "If the cyst on your ovary has ruptured or is close to, it can cause pain in the back and thighs," he explained, helping me to pull my shirt back down.

I nodded causing him sigh.

"We'll try some heat, maybe have a bath okay, the water may help to soothe it," Dave added before standing up and taking my wrist again. "Your heart rate is a little high, but we'll just keep an eye on you." He smiled, as Shawn scooped me up into his arms, and carried me up the stairs to our ensuite.

"Arms up Princess, do you want bubbles?" he asked as he deposited me onto the closed toilet seat and helped me remove my clothing.

"Please?" I asked, watching as he grabbed my favourite bath lotion, and poured a generous amount in.

"Here we go. In you get," he spoke as he helped me into the tub. The difference was almost immediate.

"I think it's time my little invalid gets out," Shawn whispered after about twenty minutes of me just laying back in the water, and letting him massage my scalp from where he sat next to the tub.

"Okay," I agreed, taking his hand as he helped me out of the bath slowly.

It was a slow process getting dressed, as I couldn't make any sudden movements, but Shawn was patient. "There," he said finally. "Snug as a bug, " He had not only redressed me into the shirt I had stolen from him, but had gone and gotten a sweater that he had left lying about and pulled it on me. "Can't have you getting cold little one," he laughed, before pecking my lips.

"It's freezing!" I agreed, as we made our way down the stairs.

"How's my patient?" Dave asked as Shawn placed me gently onto the sofa, covering me with a quilt.

"Sore," I replied, pouting, causing him to laugh.

"Here, this might help," Connor called walking in from the kitchen and placing a heating pad on my stomach.

"Thanks Con," I yawned, readjusting myself so that I could lay against Shawn's side as he squished onto the sofa beside me.

"Get some sleep babe," he whispered, "You need it." He didn't need to tell me twice, it was about three seconds and I was out like a light.

...

When I woke I wasn't sure what time it was, but I was no longer in the couch, instead Shawn had taken me up stairs and tucked me into the bed, and judging by the lack of light and the soft snores coming from Shawn as he slept soundly beside me, it was much later.

Unfortunately for me, there was no way that I was getting back to sleep any time soon, as the pain that had been uncomfortable, but bearable earlier was now causing me agony. So much so that I was literally feeling nauseous.

"Ana, are okay?" Shawn asked, talking into my neck, sleep thick in his muffled voice.

I didn't answer, trying to focus on not passing out.

"Ana," he sighed, as I just sat there crying grabbing fist fulls of sheet as each wave of pain came over me. Sitting up and switching on the lamp beside the bed, he rubbed my arm softly.

"Hold on I'll get the guys." He got up, before quickly exiting the room. A minute or so later I heard the sound of him knocking on the other's doors, and tired voices.

"It's worse? " Dave confirmed, walking into the room closely followed by Shawn, Brian and Connor.

"It never hurts this much, it's so bad!" I cried, pressing on my stomach, wanting the pain gone. I could feel a stronger wave of nausea just as Shawn bent down so that he was at my level, Connor coming to sit with me on the bed as he saw me gag, holding my hair back just in case.

" I'm gonna be sick!" I gasped holding my hand on my mouth, feeling the bile rise.

"Okay, just a second, Bri's gone to get a bucket bub," Shawn soothed coming to rub small circles in my back.

Finally just as I nearly let myself be sick on the bed, Connor spoke, "Here let it all out, " he soothed rubbing my back as Brian held a bucket beneath me that he must have bolted to get from somewhere. I was thankful though, as I could no longer hold it.

After a few minutes, I was able to catch my breath, though I still lay there sweaty and dazed.

"Here, come here Princess." Shawn motioned for me to shuffle over, so he could wipe my face down with a wet washer he had gone and gotten from out bathroom.

"I bleed on the bed," I cried, embarrassed as I shifted and felt the leak, before seeing the masive red stain on the once white sheet

" It's okay, it's normal to have heavy bleeding when a cyst is inflamed. Honestly, we see blood every day babe," Shawn soothed, as he pushed my messy hair out of my face "Besides, they're just sheets, worst case, we'll chuck them out."

"I feel horrible," I groaned letting my head fall onto Shawn's arms half an hour later, when even after a dose of strong pain killers I could barely move.

"Do you want to try sitting in the shower?" Brian suggested as he came back into the room after going to put the dirty sheets in the washer.

"Will it help?" I asked unsure.

"It might," Dave nodded, "The constant stream of warm water may help to loosen some of the muscles in your back and help with the pain and nausea. It's worth a try. "

"Okay," I agreed, watching as Dave stood up and came to stand at the side of the bed.

He held out a hand, helping to support me as Shawn pulled me into an upright position. The room spun a little, and I could feel myself swaying slightly but I managed to stay standing. "Just move very slowly, Ana, no sudden movements honey." Dave grimaced in sympathy as my face tensed with pain as I stepped forward. "

It's okay. We've got you. Breathe Ana. Just breathe," Shawn encouraged as we finally made it to the bathroom.

... Two hours later...

I had sat on the tiled floor of the shower cubicle for almost two hours now, yet nothing was changing and I was miserable. All I wanted to do was sleep. Shawn had sat with me the whole time, holding me gently under the water, not caring that his clothes were now soaked.

"Shawnie I feel dizzy," I told him trying to stay awake. "And my stomach is burning," I groaned, trying to ignore the hot feeling that was now taking over my tummy.

He took my wrist in his hand, before gently taking my pulse.

"Ana we need to go to the hospital honey," he spoke before leaning me against the glass door of the shower and standing up.

"No please can't you just do what you need to do here," I begged crying. I hated hospitals, and he knew it, it had been that way my entire 22 years of life.

"Shhh, calm down," he consoled before calling out to the others. "Dave, Brian, Connor!"

The looks of pity on all of their faces as they stepped into the room and took in my bedraggled state was too much for me to handle.

"Oh Ana, buddy, " Brian sighed, before bending down and helping Shawn to stand me up.

"We need to go to the hospital, she's dizzy her pulse is at 130 a minute, she's in more pain than before, she told me a minute ago that her stomach was burning, and she's bleeding more than she should be. I think it may have burst," he told the others as he wrapped a towel around my wet-clothed body.

"Burns," I whimpered as we made our way downstairs, me in my brother's arms, allowing Shawn to run and change into dry clothes.

I heard them muttering amongst themselves, not making out much more than medical word: inflammation and gastritis, and then I was tuning them out.

I couldn't help the tears as we made the short drive to the hospital, me laying across Connor and Shawn's laps.

"I know bub, we'll sort it out okay. But just focus in staying calm. The more upset you are, the worse you'll feel," Connor explained rubbing my stomach softly.

-Connor-

I felt horrible as I watched my little sister in pain, desperately clinging to Shawn as we pulled into the staff carpark. Luckily for us Shawn and I worked as critical care doctors in the ICU while Brian and Dave ran the ER, meaning we could just go straight in, not having to worry about admissions, and insurance just yet.

"I thought you were off tonight? It's been one hell of a night!" Nancy one of the nurses spoke as we walked in.

"We were, but Ana has a burst cyst," I spoke pointing to Shawn who held her in his arms as we walked towards the only available exam room.

Nancy frowned sympathetically, before walking back to the nurses station "You'll need to run it, no doctors available," she called.

Normally we won't treat relatives but she was high priority and as Nancy had said there was no one else there.

"Right Ana I need to run some tests honey, I'm going to get Shawn to change you into this," Dave spoke holding out a gown, as Shawn placed my sister onto the exam table gently.

Once that was done Brian came over, setting up the portable ultra sound machine next to the bed.

"So I'm just going to put some gel on your stomach, and have a look okay. It might be a little uncomfortable so I apologise in advance."

She whimpered slightly, grabbing Shawn's hand as Brian pressed the wand down."

"I know I'm sorry, " he apologised as he continued to move it around, finally he stopped, zooming in.

"Here it is, you've got a burst cyst on your left ovary that's why it's hurting so much. When you were running the exertion must have caused it to burst. It also looks as though you have evidence of gastritis too."

"What's that?" she asked looking to me for help.

"Its inflammation of the stomach lining, that's the burning you were feeling. We'll run some more tests though, just to be sure-"

He was interrupted as he spoke by one of the nurses poking her head around the curtin.

"Dr. Craigen would you be able to consult in triage?"

"No," he answered politely. "I'm currently busy looking after a personal patient."

Ana laughed once she had left. "Can you do that? Just ignore?"

"For you, yes, you're our most important patient." He winked. " Good news," he added, " There's no twist, so no surgery but it did burst, and you have lost some blood. So I would like to admit you so we can give you fluids and pain relief," he explained causing her nose to crinkle in distaste.

-Ana-

"Can Shawn stay?" I asked worried that I'd be stuck here by myself.

"I'm not going anywhere Princess," he reassured, me, coming to sit on the side of the bed with me.

Half an hour later and I'd been officially admitted and hooked up to a blood pressure machine, oximeter, and an I.V. with pain meds which was working wonders.

"How you feeling now Princess?" Shawn asked, looking at the machines briefly before focusing his attention back to me. We were now the only two in the room, Brian and Connor having gone to the Cafeteria for much needed coffee, and Dave to check my previous file notes, not that I knew how he'd get a hold of them.

"I'm cold." I shivered, trying to burrow myself further into the too think blankets.

"Here, this should help," Shawn smiled, pulling one of his jumpers out of his bag and helping me into it.

There was a knock on the door, before Dave stepped into the room,a clipboard in hand. "Sorry to interupt guys." he apologised. "Ana, I need to ask you some routine questions," he spoke coming to sit next to the bed.

"Is there any chance you could be pregnant?" he asked seriously.

I blushed, "Ummm no," I laughed hiding my face in Shawn's shoulder.

"Sorry, this is just as awkward for you as it is for me. Trust me I don't want to know the details of one of my best mates private this. But this important," he explained smiling sympathetically.

"Well, no, trust me," I laughed, just wanting to move on.

"Okay. Well I'm going to do a blood draw just to rule a couple things out. Make sure nothing additional is going on."

"The doctor basically told me there was nothing she could do," I told him, watching as he grabbed all the necessary supplies.

"Well now that you're over here Dave will take care of you Princess," Shawn spoke kissing my head.

"You don't have to worry about a thing." Dave smiled before snapping on a pair of gloves and coming to sit next to me.

"Shawn move your fat bum so I can get this blood work done," he spoke, shoving Shawn off the bed with his hip where he had been sitting next to me.

"Sharp scratch Ana," he warned causing me to squeeze my eyes shut in anticipation. "Just stay nice and relaxed."

Several hours later,and nothing abnormal had shown up in my blood work, meaning that once my pain was under control I was free to go, however Dave did explain to me that he had seen evidence of gastritis as Connor had mentioned earlier a symptom of the strong medications I had been taking to manage my pain. I was prescribed an ant-acid, told to stay away from spicy food, and change medications to something a little less harsh.

"You also need to be on bed rest for a few days to give your stomach time to heal," Shawn had added, laughing when I whined in protest. He knew I hated being stuck immobile.

Days later I had been released on strict orders to rest, something which I reluctantly agreed to.

" I'm so glad your feeling better," Shawn said sitting next to me on the sofa, that had become my temporary home due to not being able to walk easily on my own.

"Well it wasn't exactly the way I wanted to spend my first few days here, but thank you guys," I spoke, looking to the other three who sat across from us. They all smiled. "Seriously. Hopefully this will be the start of a great new chapter! I can't wait to see what living in Canada brings," I shouted causing them all to laugh.

"What would I do without you babe?" Shawn chuckled, kissing me.

[writemywaytoyourheart]

He sees your self-harm scars | Jimin

Requested: kind of,,, @tangledsparkles gave me the idea, so thanks love, ILY ❤️

a/n: this one.....is so long.....omf sorry....but I love it, pls enjoy it! Jiminie is....ach my heartu ;-; BY THE WAY GUYS, I DON'T OWN ANY GIFS, IF EVER I DO, I'LL SAY, BUT AS OF RN, I OWN NOOONE OF THE GIFS I USE. ALL CREDITS TO OWNERS. -chip

Word count: 1.3k -...it was an accident I promise...

pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Warnings: nothing too bad honestly; self harm scars but no details on how or why.

Trigger Warning- if you're easily triggered by this topic, pls don't read

The gif won't work and I'm sad ;-;

“Hey, Y/n-ah!!~”

You look up and see Jimin come out from his room, the rest of the boys were out today and the two of you were hanging out at the dorm together, doing whatever popped into your heads. So far, you’ve baked cookies, watched a movie and played on the Wii.

“Ye-ahh?~” You call back and smile at him as his eyes crinkle from the smile spreading on his cheeks. He comes to stand in front of you and you reach your hands out to take his, “did you find what you were looking for?” Jimin looks thoughtful for a moment and then he laughs, “I completely forgot what I went back there to find!” You laugh and shake your head at the silly boy. Jimin flops down dramatically next to you and hugs you, you brush his hair out of his face and giggle at him while he buries his face in your hair, “what did you want to say, Jiminie?” He looks up at you with puppy dog eyes.

“Do you wanna go swimming? I can’t think of anything else to do, unless you just want to lie and cuddle. That would be fine too.” You laugh and pet his fluffy hair again, “I don’t have a swimsuit with me, silly.” Jimin looks thoughtful again then his face brightens and he sits up excitedly, “let’s go buy you one!! It’ll be my treat!” Jimin knows you aren’t with him for his money and he knows you used to hate it when he bought you gifts, but you two ended up coming to an agreement that if one of you wanted to do something nice for the other, you’d let them. So, you buy him little gifts sometimes and he buys you little gifts sometimes. You both loved getting things for people, especially loved ones, so you didn’t ever try to persuade the other not to get you something, since you knew it brought them happiness. So you hum in thought at his suggestion but shake your head.

“That’s alright.” Jimin whines and puts at you, “that’s no fair, we agreed to let each other buy gifts.” You sit up and pat his head again, “I know baby, the thing is I already have a swimsuit, so there’s no reason to get another. We can just go get mine if you really wanna go swimming.” Jimin nods but then pouts again, “ok, so you don’t need one….but it would still be fun to get another and having two to choose from isn’t all bad! Please y/n??~” You giggle and nod your head, “ok lil mochi, you convinced me. Do you have a swimsuit, or should we get you one too?” He laughs and shakes his head, his poofy hair flopping back and forth, “I have plenty, I’ll go grab one, pack a bag and we can go get you one and then off to the beach!” Jimin pumps his hands in the air and jumps off the couch in his excitement. You smile at him before he disappears into the back, then you bite your lip anxiously; hoping he wouldn’t notice your lack of enthusiasm at the idea of swimsuit shopping, let alone swimming.

-

Your bathing suit at home is a one piece with shorts that you always pair with it; to cover up things you’d rather people didn’t see- especially Jimin. But this….this store apparently doesn’t do swim shorts, because there isn’t a single pair of them here…You look around anxiously and see Jimin walk into the swimsuit section, ‘ooh-ing’ and ‘ahh-ing’ at all the pretty different colors and patterns. Jimin walks back over to you and takes your hand, “see anything you like jagiya?” You swallow and walk over to a rack, dragging your hands along all the suits and contemplating which one to get, “I- I’m not really sure yet…” Jimin nods and walks over to a different rack, pulling out a few in your favorite color and holding them up with a smile, “wanna try some on?”

-

Yeah, you hated this. Jimin was waiting outside the dressing room to see when you tried on a swimsuit. Usually, what you two do is, he waits outside and when you’re dressed he slips inside to tell you what he thinks, because you hate walking out and having people stare at you while you ask Jimin how things look. You’ve been in here for longer than usual because you just can’t stop staring at the scars on your legs. The swimsuit you had on was beautiful and you loved it, but you are so self-conscious about the scars on your thighs that you just can’t do it….

“Y/n? Are you dressed? Can I see it?” You jump at the sound of Jimin’s voice right outside the dressing room door and you scramble to find your clothes to change back into them. While you frantically strip and yank your jeans and shirt back on, you stutter out to him, “y-yeah, no, um, I picked one I like so- so you don’t have to see them…thanks though.” Jimin frowns but shrugs it off, smiling when you fling the door open and hold up one of the ones he picked, “I’m getting this one!”

You thank Jimin again after buying the swimsuit and then you’re on the way to the beach, a knot in your tummy at how anxious you are. After you get there, you tell Jimin to pick a good spot while you get changed, a few minutes later and you find him sitting on a towel on the sand, cross-legged. You put your bag of regular clothes down and he looks up at you, you have the swimsuit on but a towel is wrapped around your waist, covering up the scars. Jimin smiles sweetly at you, “you’re so cute y/n! Let me see the new swimsuit!! I’m so excited!” You wring your hands and bite your lip, then an idea pops into your head, “ok but on one condition…” Jimin looks confused but nods anyway.

“You have to beat me to the water!!” You shout a split second before you throw the towel and run your booty down the beach as fast as you can, making a straight shot for the cold waves. It takes him a second to process what happened but then he’s on his feet and chasing you down, gaining on you in no time. Right as your feet touch the water and you’re about to submerge yourself for only the sake of escaping his gaze, you feel a pair of strong arms wrap around you and hug you tightly and you scream; partly out of surprise and partly out of desperation to cover yourself in the water.

Not understanding any of that; Jimin flips you around to face him and kisses your face sweetly, “gotcha babygirl!!” then he’s taking in your new swimsuit and his smile gets even bigger. He kisses you again, “you look absolutely gorgeous love!! I’m so happy you got this one, it really brings out your eyes too.” You just stare at him in confusion and he tilts his head, you look down and see that yes, your scars are extremely obvious…Is he blind? He takes your chin to tilt your head up, “Y/n, you’re beautiful, you know that?”

He knew.

How long?

“J-Jimin..”

“Mm?”

“I just…I don’t-“

“You’re talking about your scars aren’t you? How long have I known?” You nod helplessly and he hugs you, “I’ve known for months y/n, but they’re old aren’t they? They don’t look new.” You nod again and mumble, “yeah, they’re old…b-but, why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because you would tell me when you’re ready, and them being there doesn’t make me think any different of you.”

“Y-you mean that?” You’re getting choked up now and you see tears in his eyes, some falling down his cheeks, “every word y/n, and I hate that something hurt you so bad that you’d wanna-“ he sniffles and clears his throat, “tell me when you’re ready baby, only when you’re ready.” You grab onto him and hold him close as you cry in relief.

“You’re beautiful y/n…so beautiful.”

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a/n 2.0: I hope you liked it, obviously I got a biiiiit too carried away....👉👈

-chip

[footballerindreams]

Something Happened

Hi! I would like to wish my Deobi friends, especially @straykidsftw (yes, she's a part Deobi), FELIX NAVIDAD!!! 😁😁😁. Anyway, this is one of my works on AO3 that I wanted to post here as a Christmas gift for Deobis. I hope you enjoy! Especially you @straykidsftw !

And HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIC SOHN!!!

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"Hello. Eric?" Sangyeon answered his phone. He always pauses in whatever he is doing everytime his members will call, but most especially if it is Eric.

"Hi. Hyung. It's Felix." The caller replied.

"Oh hey Felix. Did Eric left his phone again? Aish that kid."

"Uhm. No, hyung. Actually, I need you to come here at school." Felix was uneasy on the other side. "Something happened to Eric."

---

It has been a tough few weeks for Eric. The Boyz are preparing for their comeback and everyone is busy. Dance practices, song recordings, photoshoots, you name it. And to make it more busier...

"Okay class, exams will be next two weeks. Please study hard and good luck." The teacher said as she dismisses the class for the day.

Eventhough Eric is an idol, still he is a student and him and his hyungs are always reminded by their higher ups in their agency that no matter what, education comes first and that they have to maintain as well their grades and good image in school.

"Hey Eric, your comeback will be after the exams, right?" Felix, one of the members of Stray Kids and by fate, Eric's classmate and bestfriend, asked him.

"Yeah. What about it?" Eric asked.

"How is it?"

"Very busy. Actually after this I have to go directly to the studio and practice."

"How about the exams?"

"Don't worry. I still have time to study after practice."

"Are you sure. Seems like you really had a lot in your hands right now."

"Don't worry. I can manage." Eric smiled at his bestfriend.

---

And so it has been Eric's routine to go to school then go directly to the studio after classes and prepare for their comeback, most of the time it's until midnight. Then he goes home with his hyungs to their dorms and stays up to three A.M. to study.

One night, New woke up and noticed that the study lamp is on and Eric is reading and writing something.

"You're still up? It's past three in the morning and you still have class."

"Don't worry, hyung. I'll just finish this and then sleep." The maknae replied a bit groggily.

"Okay. You better sleep immediately. It's not good to stay very late." New reminded then went back to sleep.

"Okay." And Eric went focusing again on his studies and stayed awake for another hour.

---

"Eric, wake up. You have classes, right?" Juyeon nudges the sleeping maknae causing for it to stir.

"Eric, it's almost 8 am. You'll be late for school." Juyeon added.

Suddenly Eric rose up and jumped away from his bed to the cabinet to get his uniform and dress up. It only took him 5 mins to prepare and not even bothering to wash his face and brush his teeth; unusual for a boy whose neat as he is. He rushes out going to the door when Sangyeon called his attention.

"Eric, eat before you leave."

"Sorry, hyung but I cannot be late for today. There is an important test that I have to take." Eric says and went out of his dorm.

---

His routine was starting to get worse. The Boyz went home by midnight and the maknae stays later than usual, studying for the exams. He was also starting to skip meals because he is being woken up multiple times being almost late. And during his recess and lunch break, he sleeps rather than eat a meal. Adding up the tight daily schedules for their comeback, Eric never had a decent meal.

"Eric! You're sloppy!" Q shouted as he noticed the maknae huffing for air and being slow in the choreography of their dance practice.

After the dance, Q approached Eric.

"What's the matter with you, Eric? You're messing up the d--- are you alright?" Q stopped scolding as he noticed that his dongsaeng does not look good. "You look pale and there are bags in your eyes. Have you had enough sleep lately?" Q asked in concern.

"I'm...fine...hyung..." Eric replied in between his huffs of catching air. "It's just...it's just...things...are...very...busy...at school...lately."

"Aish. This kid." Q sighed and pat his shoulder gently. "All right. Guys! This is a wrap for today! We've got to go home and rest. It's been a long day, especially for Eric." Q announced making everybody start to pack up their things.

"Hyung, we still...have...2 hours...left for...practice." Eric complained.

"No. We're done for today. Everybody is good. And besides, you need to take a rest. Now pack up. We're going home."

---

"You're still awake?" Haknyeon asked. The Jeju boy woke up feeling a bit thirsty. As he approaches the kitchen, he saw Eric on the dinning table, writing something on a piece of paper and was surrounded by books. He is sniffing.

"Oh. Hey hyung. I'm about to finish. Don't worry." Eric assured.

"Eversince we went home you've been there. It's already three in the morning. You should sleep. We still have classes too in the morning."

"I'll just finish this then I'll sleep." Eric said with a sniff in the end.

Haknyeon let him be and went back to his room. He knows Eric is hard to persuade, especially when the boy is focused on his work. But little did he know that Eric went to sleep an hour and a half later.

Eric woke up holding his head. It felt heavy but he did not mind it and went to prepare himself for school. As the usual, he was running late and skipped breakfast again.

Luckily, Sunwoo and Hwall are also runninh late and the three of then went to school together. While on the ride, the two noticed that the maknae was coughing and more sleepy than usual.

"Are you alright?" Sunwoo asked Eric.

"Yeah." Eric said then coughs a little. "It's just dry cough." Then Eric leaned on the window frame of the car they are riding and supported his head with his arm.

"You look sleepy." Hwall noticed.

"Because I just woke up." The maknae justified.

Sunwoo opened his bag and pulled out a pack of juice and gave it to Eric.

"Here drink this now. So that you have energy at least until break time." Sunwoo encouraged.

"Thanks, hyung." Eric thanked and got the pack, opened it and drank the contents.

It sustained Eric on his classes but only until recess break where he slept again rather than ate. So by the afternoon, he felt much worse.

Eric is on his way to his second class in the afternoon He was walking more slowly looking for something to hold on as he approached the stairs. He was coughing more frequently and he could feel his head pounding in pain. He whined.

"Eric! Wait for me." Felix shouted approaching the boy.

Eric faced his best friend wincing and trying hard to focus looking. "Oh hey...Felix."

"Wait, Eric. Are you okay? You look sick." Felix said worrily.

"No. I'm fine." Eric tried to convince his idol best friend only to end up coughing.

"No you're not. Come on, I'll bring you to the infirmary." Felix encouraged.

"No. I have...to go...to..." And Eric saw every blurry at first then it went blank.

Felix was alarmed when he saw his friend fainting. Good thing he was able to catch Eric before he fell on the stairs. The Stray Kids member shouted for help. Good thing there were school council students passing by and he helped him bring Eric to the infirmary.

---

The doctor told Felix that Eric had a fever and was then asked by the latter of the activities he knew about his friend. From what he knew is that Eric and his members had an upcoming comeback and at the same time with upcoming exams. The doctor slightly concluded that his friend was probably stressed and overfatigued from all of his activities. The doctor prescribed some medicineand advices and left him to tend for his sick bestfriend who is lying on the infirmary bed. Breathing a bit hard and with a towel on his forehead.

Then he remembered that Eric's members haven't knew of his situation yet so he decided to tell them. And since he does not have the numbers he tried to look for the maknae's phone on his belongings without stirring him up. He found it on the boy's school jacket and tried to open it. Luckily he knew the password and was able to open it but he was surprised then laughed when he saw the wallpaper of his idol best friend cuddling with a certain handsome member; a story he will leave for next time.

He looked on the contacts and found what he was looking for.

Calling 상연 형...

---

"Hello. Eric?" Sangyeon answered his phone. He always pauses in whatever he is doing everytime his members will call, but most especially of it is Eric.

"Hi. Hyung. It's Felix." The caller replied.

"Oh hey Felix. Did Eric left his phone again? Aish that kid."

"Uhm. No, hyung. Actually, I need you to come here at school." Felix was uneasy on the other side. "Something happened to Eric."

Alarmed, Sangyeon stood up from his spot on the studio. "What?! What happened?!"

"He was not feeling well. And he fainted and almost fell on the stairs. Good thing I was with him."

"Where are you right now?" The leader asked as he fumbles and rushed to put his things on his bag.

"At the school infirmary hyung. Eric is asleep right now but he's a having a fever."

"Oh shoot. We're on our way. Can you stay with him for a little bit?" Sangyeon asked.

"No problem, hyung. I already told our teacher and he said it's okay to be with Eric for a while."

"Thanks. Don't worry. We'll be fast."

---

Sangyeon came 30 minutes later with half of the members of the group. They almost broke the door of the infirmary as they were rushing to see what happened to their beloved youngest. Sangyeon was about to shout when he saw Eric sleeping on the bed, still with a towel on his forehead and being covered with blankets. Felix was on the side seated on the chair while reading a book.

Sangyeon was about to ask when Juyeon crossed him and went to the bedside. Seated, he touched Eric's skin. Noticed that it is hot, he removed the towel from his forehead, dipped it in the nearby basin and put it back.

"Did he wake up?" Sangyeon asked.

"Not yet, hyung."

"Oh dear." Jacob sighed.

"I should've known that he is sick already. He was having a hard time catching up during practice." Q regretted as he remembered the face of the boy during that time.

"I noticed him still awake in the early mornings, studying. I don't know why. I did not bother much but I reminded him to sleep." New said.

"That's why he wokes up late lately." Juyeon said.

"And skips breakfast." Younghoon added.

They were cut off from their conversation when the three older maknaes came in.

"We just knew from Eric's teacher what happened. Is he okay?" Sunwoo said worrily.

"We don't know. Have you noticed anything unusual on Eric?" Sangyeon asked.

"He spends most of his time sleeping during eating breaks. We don't even know why." Hwall answered.

"Felix, can you tell us anything? We don't understand how this happened. He does not say anything to us." Kevin pleaded the Australian.

"Well, actually..." Felix started.

---

Eric woke up whining in pain, which made the rest of the boys stir up and notice.

"Eric. How do you feel right now?"

Juyeon asked.

"Where...where am I?" The youngest asked.

"You're at the infirmary. You are sick. You fainted. Good thing Felix was with you."

Eric finally noticed that he IS in the infirmary. And that all of his hyungs are with him right now and he is being surrounded. He had mixed emotions of worry and comfort that his hyungs know and are around but was covered by a pounding headache.

"Why haven't you told us that you have an important exam coming. We could've cut you some slack for you to be prepared." Sangyeon said.

"I don't want to bother you hyungs. We've been preparing for this for months and I don't want to spoil that just because I have exams. And besides I was doing okay with the time."

"Doing okay? We have heard you were sleeping in the early hours of the morning. Not to mention a very short and deprived sleep. Then you skip your meals! That's okay?! What if no one was there to catch you on the stairs when you fainted? You could've gotten an injury aside from being sick!" Juyeon reprimanded.

"Hey. Hey. Don't be so hard on him." Jacob patted the worried member's shoulder.

There was silence for a while and the tension went a bit high.

Eric lowered his head and sniff at first, then whimpered, then cried softly.

"I'm sorry. I just...I just don't want to be a burden to you guys...Now?...Now I became one..."

Sangyeon closed his distance to the boy and hugged him. "Hey. Don't say that. It's not your fault. You were just doing what you think was right. You are not a burden to any of us."

"You know Eric, we have the same situation as you." Hwall started. "Being an idol and student is hard but it will be easier since we are a team. Don't hesitate to tell us anything. We will gladly help."

"Hwall is right. We are here for you if you need help. Especially about school." Sunwoo added and assured. Putting a hand on the youngest's shoulder.

"Can we stop the drama for now and go home? I want to take care of our baby boy might as well do it there." Hyunjae sassily complained. The others looked at each other and laughed then agreed.

Eric is so lucky to have hyungs like them.