#Bathroom tallboys

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Bathroom Tallboys

Bathroom tallboys are the perfect solution for adding extra storage and style to your bathroom. At Tallboys Direct, we offer a wide range of sleek and functional designs to suit any bathroom layout. These Bathroom tallboys provide ample space for towels, toiletries, and other essentials while keeping your space organized. Choose from modern or traditional styles to enhance the look of your bathroom with our high-quality tallboys.

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Prompt: "I can explain" (Discord Drabble)

Steve thinks his frown is actually hurting by the time he reaches his bedroom ensuite after following splotches of brown something all the way upstairs, down the hall and into his bedroom. They'd started in the kitchen, a mess he had spotted as soon as he walked in after arriving home from work.

He's suspicious of course, seeing as he has left Eddie and Robin at the house all day. But he thought (stupid Morning Steve thought, all chipper and full of optimism) that considering the rainy day, the pair couldn't get up to too much trouble.

At worst, he figured he'd arrive home to find his best friend and his boyfriend bickering about music while they commentating on whatever was on MTV.

He hears a splash, splatters of water on the floor and Eddie scream-laughs as he reaches the just-ajar door.

"Stop screaming!" Robin complains, followed by a series of grumbles from –

Well... he can't tell who that was, actually.

But it doesn't really matter because as he pushes on the door, a dog barks. A high, loud yelp that echoes so goddamn loud Steve is sure Old Lady Mabel next door will hear and file a noise complaint.

He stumbles backwards, catching himself against the tallboy dresser. Everything on top of it gives a warning jostle behind him. It must alert Robin, who quickly appears on her knees, waddling her way towards him.

"Listen," she begins, holding her soapy hands in defence, "I can explain."

"Robin, why the fuck is there a dog in my bathroom!" he yells, still bracing himself against the furniture.

"His name's Buddy and he is adorable!" calls Eddie matter-of-factly.

He mutters incoherently, water splashing and sloshing away.

Steve looks at the mud on the carpet and glares at his best friend.

"He was in the backyard!" Robin says, eyes as wide as saucers, hair somehow frizzing more and more as she continues, "It was raining and he doesn't have a collar so Eddie named him Buddy. Which I didn't like! I mean, every dog is named Buddy! Anyway, we brought him up here because he's too big for the sink. Plus, we weren't going to use your parent's tub and – "

"Rob," he cuts her off, fearing her hyperventilating as she rambles a mile a minute. He pinches his nose and sighs, "Just... let me into the bathroom, yeah?"

"Sorry," she smiles weakly.

She nods and shuffles on her knees back into the bathroom proper.

As Steve suspected, there is water everywhere. And mud. And muddy clothes, including Eddie's discarded t-shirt. Robin's socks are dripping wet and hanging over the towel rack, their wetness being mopped up by Steve's designated hair towel.

But when he takes one look at 'Buddy', a golden lab who looks like he's smiling at Eddie as he scrubs behind his ears, tailing a-wagging, Steve begins shucking off his shoes.

"I'll go find those hideous bath towels we used to save for when my Great Aunt Gladys stayed for Thanksgiving," he says, nodding to his two favourite dog rescuers in reassurance, "And I think there's some carpet cleaner downstairs."

Eddie and Robin find Steve curled up on the couch with Buddy the following morning.

I'm house-sitting and looking after a dog this weekend so have a random dog-based drabble 😂

[thecontainerstoreofficial]

sensory nirvana rn

- satisfying poop occurring at the moment

- ice cold dorm bc all of my windows are completely open

- warding off the cold by wearing a sweatshirt with the hood up and nothing else

- scrolling on my phoneee

- still tipsy from the mikes hard tallboy i had earlier but i had like half a liter of water just now so im #hydrated

- all of my makeup is off and my teeth are brushed and im gonna slip right into my ice cold bed with my warm warm comforter right after i finish up in the bathroom

[showerbong]

i want to challenge phoebe bridgers to a duel. i am beyond sick of everyone saying that my bleached blonde makes me look like her. phoebe bridgers obviously gets hers done professionally, whereas i do mine at home, hunched over the dirty vanity, dripping globs of sally's beauty-brand toner down my forehead and onto the sink enamel, where they leave purple stains that slowly turn dark brown. it usually takes me 4 hours to complete the entire process. all the while i can only imagine phoebe bridgers is busy plunking on her acoustic in her LA bungalo with a tallboy craft beer poured piecemeal into a chilled pint glass . paul mezcal or julien baker or bo burnham probably massages her feet the whole time.

the truth is, the reason i am not phoebe bridgers is the exact reason that phoebe bridgers would want to be me, in theory. it is the same reason i do my hair in this disgusting bathroom, which has no fan and a ton of black mold and is almost entirely visible from the street, such that one's flaccid shower nipples can be seen from anyone exiting the cvs two blocks up the street. i know this because i once walked out of cvs, where i had gone with the weed dealer to pick up some isopropyl alcohol to clean the bong, and you could clearly see my roommates tits through the window as she shampooed. all this to say, i am under the impression that if phoebe bridgers ever met me, she would despise me, because i bare my tits to all of allston every day and her butt cheeks only went viral that one time she did the assless chaps tuxedo meme. i wish i could remain exactly as untalented as i am and somehow acquire the funds for a monthly shadow root ashy tone touch-up and trim

[hermanunworthy]

!DNDADS S2 EP42 SPOILERS!

ep42 live reactions!! LETS GOOOO!!!

- this episode title is so dumb agsjk

- listening to the intro between classes. lets see how this goes

- ITS FUCKING FAMILY GUY. OFC

- OKAY NOW IM ACTUALLY GONNA SIT DOWN AND LISTEN

- idk a lot about dnd classes but the thought of them changing the teens classes makes me sad. taylor is the COOL ANIME LOVING RANGER TEEN!!!

- TAYLOR JUST TAKES AFTER RON NOW LMAO

- TAYLOR SWIFT THE ONE ROGUE HATER IN THE WORLD

- LINCOLN M KICKS ILY SO BAD i actually got scared for a sec that matt was gonna end his soccer dreams. NEVER!!!!

- WILL AT THE PIANO HELP

- beth sounds like shes sick :[ or just really tired but that makes sense bc of the tour

- NEW RON FACT????? OMG

- HOLY SHIT HOLYSHIT SO WE ARE GETTING NPC FACTS OH MY GOD HOLY SHIT HWMRIE FACT OH MY GODDDD IM SCREAMIHN

- "is it normal" IM GONNA BE SICK.

- HOLY FUCK. HOLY FUCK. HE REALLY DOES EVERYTHING FOR HIS FUCKINF DAD. THIS IS SOOOOO AAAUGHHGH

- IM NEVER GONNA GET OVER THIS GUYS

- ANTHONY FORGETTING ABOUT HENRY

- NORMAL HELPING HIS FRIENDS W HIS ESSENTIAL OILS MY BABY

- JOEY LUNCHMONEY.

- WILL CAMPOS WHAT DO U HAVE PLANNED FOR HENRY. I AM SHAKING IN MY BOOTS

- NORMAL AND LINC ARGUING OVER WHOSE GRANDPA IS BETTER AWW

- BILLY TALLBOY these are some speaker travis level names

- MATT HEARD "ROLL DANGER" HELPP

- HERMIE MENTION 💪💪 lets hope its the first of many

- LOVING THE NORMAL/LINCOLN DYNAMIC THIS EPISODE

- I FORGOT ABOUT DOOD OOPS

- URINE HEAVEN. that shouldve been the episode title

- MATT DOING THE INSPIRATION CHANT FROM THE LIVE SHOWS KILLED ME FOR SOME REASON

- THE THRONE IS EMPTY. GODS NOT DEAD

- WHY IS PISS SUCH AN ESSENTIAL PART OF THIS SEASON

- looks like boss kicks is going back to being pissfoot again

- HERMIE HOLY FUCK ITS MY GUY

- IS HELL THE BATHROOM???

- ANTHONY AS THE DOLPHIN IS SO GOOD

- I THOUGHT THEY COULDNT GO BACK TO HELL THOUGH

- WAIT WHAT IF THEY SEE TERRY THERE

- WILL SCREAMING "WHAT" IM CRYING

- THIS FUCKING EPISODE MAN LMAOOO

- OH THERES ACTUALLY A SPIRIT HALLOWEEN REALM

- i HOPE they do something w hermie here THEYRE GETTING COSTUMES!!!

- THIS IS MAKING ME SO HYPED FOR HALLOWEEN

- OH NOOO THE COSTUMES ARE PERMANENT

- quite ironic that hermie isnt on board w the costumes thing

- also HERMIE/NORMAL INTERACTION!!! a tiny crumb for me :3

- ELDRITCH BLAST THE PEDOPHILE!!!!

- HERMIE JUST CHEERING THEM ON OFF TO THE SIDE

- LINCOLN MAY BE IN HEAVEN BUT THAT DUDES IN HELL RN MY GOD MULTIPLE DAYS???

- LINCOLNS GONNA FUCKING SNIPE THEM. LIKE FATHER LIKE SON

- LINCOLN IS BLOODIED FROM PISSING WTF IS THIS EPISODE

- DID MATT JUST SAY 16 + 4 = 19

- PISS MAN. IM ACTUALLY CRYING

- A SMOOTHIE?????(

- IM LAUGHING SM IT ACTUALLY HURTS

- NORMAL. ABSOLUTELY NOT.

- HOW DID DARRYL DIE.

- HE FELL WHILE TAKING DOWN CHRISTMAS LIGHTS. WHY AM I ACTUALLY LEGITIMATELY CRYING

- DARNELL FOUND HIM???

- HE KEEPS THE LIGHTS UP FOR GLENN. WAAAAAA

- they couldve talked to glenn while they were in hell..

- WHAT IS W THE NOODLES!!!

- THEYRE ABOUT TO SEE DARRYL AGAIN. OH MY GOD

- HES WAITING FOR HIS FAMILY AND GETTING EVERYTHING READY FOR THEM OH GOD IM GONNA CRY AGAIN

- GEANT. GRANT

- DARRYL GETTING ALL EXCITED TO SEE RON AGAIN I CANT STOP CRYING

- THEYRE GOING BACK TO GRANTS WEDDING DAY I CANT DO THIS

- "i cant be a dad" "i cant trust his judgement all the time bc he chose me" I AM GOING TO KMS

- GRANT WAS GONNA CALL OFF THE WEDDING BC HE CANT LOVE HIMSELF.

- SCAM????

- WAIT WHAT

- WHAT JUST HAPPENED

- I. WHAT RHE FUUUUCK WAS THAT EPISODE

- OKAY IM SO CONFUSED BY THAT BUT THAT WHOLE EPISODE WAS SO GOOD. I CRIED SM. FROM LAUGHTER AND SADNESS. WOW

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Why Tallboys Are Perfect For Small Bathrooms

Tallboy is a strange name but bathroom tallboy cabinets are just tall bathroom cabinets designed for storage in bathrooms. These tall bathroom cabinets though are very unique for a variety of reasons and are perfect for your small bathroom or next small b

Tallboy is a strange name but bathroom tallboy cabinets are just tall bathroom cabinets designed for storage in bathrooms. These tall bathroom cabinets though are very unique for a variety of reasons and are perfect for your small bathroom or next small bathroom renovation. Bathroom Tallboy Cabinets We will break down What is a bathroom tall boy The spacing required to fit a tall cabinet in a…

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Some 1900s architect designing our apartment: "How tall are standard bathrooms? Ten, twenty feet, at least?"

[thirstyforoc]

Chuck Taylor wants to secure one of Big E's Sami Zayn butt condos to share with Orange, huh?

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In the realm of interior design, bathrooms have evolved from purely functional spaces to havens of relaxation and rejuvenation. As homeowners aim to craft sophisticated retreats within their homes, every aspect of the bathroom, including storage solutions, is carefully selected to blend efficiency with style. One increasingly popular addition to modern bathroom design is the tallboy—a versatile storage unit that brings both grace and utility to the space. In this article, we'll explore the design trends surrounding elegant bathroom tallboys, delving into their features, aesthetics, and how they contribute to the overall atmosphere of contemporary homes.

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A Slumber Party Under The Christmas Tree Bingo Spot. Where your and Connor children ask for a slumber party under the christmas tree when you and Connor get home from Med

XMAS BINGO: #9 A Slumber Party Under The Christmas Tree w/ Connor Rhodes

Pairings: Connor Rhodes x Fem!Reader

Featuring: Connor Rhodes, Y/n, Twins [unnamed]

Summary: Connor and y/n have a slumber party under the Christmas tree with their twins.

Warnings: fluff, errors I missed, I know it’s not Christmas, but these will just sit there so I decided to post them now.

A/N: Now more than ever feedback is extremely important! It motivates me to write more and keep my inbox open for requests!

As soon as Connor opened the door, he and you walked into the house the two of you shared. The twins him and you had rushed over towards the two of you.

“Mommy, daddy,” They both excitedly shouted at the same time. Hugging Connors legs as well as your legs.

The babysitter cautiously walked up to Connor and you.

“I am sorry Mrs. and Mr., Rhodes, I tried to get them to go to sleep, but they insisted on waiting up till you guys came back home, so, they could sleep under the Christmas tree,” She nervously told Connor and you.

Connor and you gave her an understanding smile. Slightly easing her nerves.

“It’s okay, honey,” You responded. Giving her a reassuring smile. She smiled back. Still looking a bit worried. Connor let out a slight laugh.

“It’s alright, we know how much of a handful these two are, don’t sweat it,” He spoke. Looking for his wallet.

“Your babysitting duties are relieved for tonight. Thank you, so much for tonight. Do you want is to walk you back to your apartment?” You spoke in a soft tone. While Connor took money out, giving her extra.

“It’s alright Mrs. Rhodes, I can walk back on my own,” She spoke.

Connor handed her money. She noticed she had extra.

“Ah, you gave me extra,” She pointed out. Making Connor arch an eyebrow.

She was about to hand it back when Connor stopped her.

“Keep it, you deserve it, it’s just a little bit extra for babysitting on Christmas Eve,” Connor spoke. Making her mouth open in surprise.

“I don’t mind, I love these two, and you guys are amazing, I feel bad,” She spoke.

“You deserve it,” Connor and you both spoke at the same time. She smiled. Finally accepting the money.

“Thank you, Mrs. and Mr. Rhodes, I hope you and the twins have a lovely Christmas,” The babysitter spoke.

“No problem, you too,” Connor and you spoke.

“Hey kids, why don’t you say goodbye to [babysitters name], and wish her a merry Christmas,” You told the twins. Who were still near Connor and you.

They rushed over to [babysitters name] hugging her legs.

“Merry Christmas, [ babysitters name],” They both spoke in unison. Making Connor and you smile at the scene.

Once the twins finished saying goodbye to their babysitter, she left.

Connor locked the door.

Both of you turned you look at the twins.

‘So, you cuties want to have a slumber party underneath the tree?” You questioned. Making the twins turn to look at each other. Sharing a look. They turned to look at Connor and you, giving both him and you puppy dog eyes.

Connor and you shared a look. Before looking back at the twins.

“Okay, we cave,” You gave in. Making them let out an excited squeal. They ran off to their rooms grabbing their pillows and blankets.

While they were doing that Connor and you had a silent conversation amongst each other. He would set up the inflatable mattress while you got changed and grabbed his and your pillow, as well as the duvet. You quickly rushed to the master bedroom. Going to the bathroom, quickly brush your teeth. Rinsing your mouth out with water, rinsing your toothbrush off. You turned the faucet off. Put your toothbrush back in the toothbrush holder. Wiping your mouth with the hand towel. You put the hand towel back on the hand towel rail. Leaving the bathroom and going straight to the tallboy, stripping your clothes off, and changing into your pj’s. Put your dirty clothes in the laundry hamper.

You grabbed your pillow as well as Connors. Grabbing the duvet. Walking out of the master bedroom and going to the living room, where the Christmas tree was. Seeing the twins and your husband.

Connor had the inflatable queen mattress up near the Christmas tree. Only a bit of it was underneath the tree.

You smiled brightly at them.

The twins and Connor looked up at you. Making your heart melt.

“How about you two do your teeth and go to the toilet, while daddy gets ready for bed as well,” You asked them. They both nodded their heads, running off to the bathroom.

Connor got up. Walking over to you. He placed a soft kiss against your lips. Pulling away. Leaving you breathless. He sent a wink your way before walking to the master bedroom to change his clothes as well as brush his teeth.

You placed the pillows and duvet on the inflatable mattress, before walking to the bathroom where the twins were. You kept an eye on them. Once they finished their teeth, you made sure they went to the toilet and washed their hands.

They took ahold of your hand. The twins and you walked back to the living room. Seeing Connor sitting on the mattress. The twins let go of your hands rushing over to their father. Jumping on him, which sent him flying back onto the mattress.

It warmed your heart. You quickly turned the light off. The glow of the battery-operated Christmas lights lightening your way.

You carefully laid down at the end. The twins were in the middle between Connor and you. Connor’s hand reached out towards you. Placing his hand on your hip. Snuggling into each other.

‘Goodnight, mommy and daddy,” They both spoke in unison.

“Goodnight munchkins,” Connor and you cooed.

Connor and you looked at each other, as the twins fell asleep.

“Goodnight, babe,” Connor spoke. Smiling softly at you.

“Goodnight, baby,” You cooed. Smiling lovingly at him…

FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED!

[zemsccbuilds]

A 1940s inspired guest or spare room! Complete with a day bed.

Lots of CC required for this build, please see below the cut for links and details.

Parenthood req’d + CC (all free, links provided), 5x5

Search the Gallery in Sims 4 for Zemalia01, #1940s, or 1940s Guest Room

Google Drive DL

Mom's Lamp by Ricci-Zz

Portal Mirror by Peacemaker_IC

Side Table by Peacemaker_IC

Tallboy Dresser by Peacemaker_IC

Low Bookshelf by Peacemaker_IC

Bedder Than A Couch - Vintage Daybed by RAVASHEEN

MCM Living Room Books 2 by Novvvas

MCM Living Room The Post Club Vertical by Novvvas

MCM Living Room Teak Armchair by Novvvas

Rustic Bathroom Eye Area Treatment & Restorative Treatment by Novvvas

Rustic Bathroom Plant by Novvvas

Country Living Wall Art by seimar8

Bismuth Cushion by wondymoon

[W] Neptunium Desk Lamp by wondymoon

Floral Wallpaper 2 by Kasa Kokos

Shell Chair by Ruby Red

Flower Arrangements by Ruby Red

Cornerless Mirror Contemporary Living by Illogical Sims

3x1 Curtain 01 Short by Haruinosato KKB Dressing Table Recolor by whimsyblue / aoifae

Ma chere Provence Classic Carpet by Satterlly

Jonna Towel V3 by NYNAEVE DESIGN

Small Potted Pothos

Agnes Velvet Chair by ice-creamforbreakfast

Recipe Box by leaf-motif 

[BB] Artsy Paintings by unknown (Google Drive link, if you are the creator please let me know! I cannot find my original DL link)

[jinkicake]

Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Akaashi with a bubbly extroverted s/o that is good at hiding her feelings.

TW// Depression, Depressive Thoughts

Truthfully, I found this difficult to write and am not really confident in how it turned out but I hope you still enjoy it! (☍﹏⁰) I liked writing this because I hope it will bring more self-awareness that it is always important to check on your loved ones. If you're ever going through a rough patch please don’t be afraid or embarrassed to reach out, sometimes it is important to just get somethings off your chest. I have my inbox and messages open so please feel free to talk to me. 

Also! I listened to EXO’s Beautiful while writing this because the song just makes me feel so light-hearted, it’s like a warm hug for people who don’t like hugs. I recommend you listen to it too! 

WC- 2,752

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Akaashi 

Akaashi is pretty perceptive of everything, he’s so quiet that it makes him seem like he doesn’t care or he doesn’t pay attention to little details but he does

He notices a lot of things

One of the many reasons he admires you is because of the way you care for your classmates and how easily you get along with them 

At first, he thought you had no worries but he would soon notice small changes

He would notice how carefree you look while talking to classmates, he would also notice how your eyes fall whenever you’re done talking to them

Akaashi wouldn’t think much of it until he started noticing more of it every day, how for split seconds he can see your resolve fall

He’d want to ask about it, talk to you but you were so good at keeping a front up that sometimes he wondered if what he noticed was real

If you always looked that tired, if your smile didn’t reach your eyes as it once used to, he can see your eyes are clouded with something but he can’t figure out what

When he finally realizes what’s going on, he’d feel like such a fool for not picking up on it earlier 

Akaashi would comfort you with actions more than words, it would be easier for him to just hold you tightly

He is good at using his words though, he would be able to figure out what the best thing to say is and how to easily calm you down 

Yet, he’d want you to let it out first before he says anything so he can assess how you feel and find the best ways to comfort you

He’d push his feelings for you aside in exchange for being there for you, sometimes you just need someone to listen 

Though over time you'd both acknowledge your feelings for each other, and once he has you, Akaashi would make sure you never feel alone again

You told yourself that you'd never let yourself falter at school and always try your best to remain the friendly student everyone knew you to be. School was a place that distracted you from reality, there you weren’t focused on your own feelings but rather on your friends or your club activities.

Sometimes school helped ease your mind, sometimes it didn’t.

However today was just not a good day, you woke up feeling like shit and it was hard to find the motivation to continue on with your day. When you made it to school you got to talk with your classmates and no matter how much your friends provided you with a great distraction you still felt that nagging voice at the back of your head. Despite having a classroom full of people, friends who care about you deeply, you felt isolated.

That’s how you found yourself in the bathrooms late after school hours, the sink turned up so no one could hear your soft sobs. You tried to calm yourself down, tell yourself it would be okay but stupidly you made the mistake of looking at yourself in the mirror. That only made yourself feel more pathetic and numb. 

It makes you think, when was the last time you actually felt something other than pain.

Akaashi finds himself wandering the empty hallways late after volleyball practice, looking for a notebook he swears he left in his desk. When he finally makes it to the classroom he lets out a relieved sigh when the book he had been searching for was under his seat, yet when he bends down to pick it up he notices your bag still hanging on the side of your desk. He thinks back to earlier in the day, how upset you were. 

Gentle he lays the notebook on his desk before quietly walking around the hallways, trying to figure out where you would be if you were still here. Maybe you went home and just left your bag? Akaashi shakes his head at that thought, that wasn’t like you. 

In the distance, he could hear water running, and he decides to go and turn it off. When he peers inside his heart drops at what he sees, you're leaning over the sink with one of your hands gripping the edge hard while the other covers your mouth. Akaashi knows now that what he noticed earlier in the day was real and he mentally kicks himself for not doing something sooner.

“Y/N?” He gently calls out and you freeze before turning towards him, tears still gushing down your face like there isn’t any sign of stopping. You can’t figure out if you want to kick him out or run into his arms, you don’t want to tell him anything but you want comfort.

“Come here” His voice remains soft and your face contorts as a new wave of pain washes over you, the quick strides over to him feel like nothing when you’re finally in his arms. His heart feels torn, he realizes the way you’re feeling isn’t like ‘Bokuto’s game emo-mode’, it's much more than that. 

“I think it will be good for you to tell me what’s on your mind, to acknowledge what’s going on.” Akaashi gently rests one of his hands on the back of your head, holding you close and trying to ignore the way his heart aches whenever a new sob erupts from your throat. 

When you finally calm down and explain how you’re feeling, how tired and alone you feel, Akaashi’s eyes would never leave yours. 

“Please whenever you feel this way, tell me, let me be there for you.” When Akaashi sees the surprised look in your eyes he feels his face heat up and he pushes your face back into his chest so you won’t see him blush. He'd feel relief when you smile against him and the grip you have on his shirt softens. 

It will be okay.  

Iwaizumi 

Out of the three, Iwaizumi would get the most frustrated, not at you but the world

Having a best friend like Oikawa who can hide his feelings as if they don’t even exist, Iwaizumi would be used to the feeling of hurt when someone he cared about is suffering 

When he starts realizing his feelings for you, that he quickly fell for his caring manager, he would start paying more close attention to you

Iwaizumi may seem like he only has three things on his mind at all times; volleyball, Oikawa, and Godzilla but that isn’t the case

He has four things on his mind! Volleyball, you and Oikawa, Godzilla

Even before he knew how he felt about you, he picked up on the way you’d close yourself off after practices when everyone left

After he develops feelings he would worry about you more and more, asking his friends if they noticed anything off with you

They didn’t notice

Iwaizumi would want to know what's wrong and wouldn’t be afraid to ask you about it because he is that worried about you

He might come off rather strong about it

If you start crying he’s holding you in an instant, Iwaizumi wouldn’t leave until you tell him what's wrong 

He might seem overbearing but he that isn’t his intention, he just wouldn’t want you to bottle up your feelings

If you tell him that you don’t want to burden him, Iwaizumi would get upset 

Your feelings matter to him and he’d hate for you to feel so terribly

When you tell him, Iwaizumi would be so much softer around you

Iwaizumi’s heart is as big as the size of his massive **ck (sorry could not resist) 

He was always soft, let's be real it’s Iwa-chan but, he is much more gentle when he notices you're in a bad spot 

Iwaizumi will always be there for you and will take care of your heart as best as he can because he knows depression isn’t something that will go away overnight

Overall, where is my Iwaizumi I genuinely need one

Iwaizumi’s eyes followed you as you move throughout the gym, you are picking up stray volleyballs and chatting easily with Kindaichi and Kunimi. His eyebrows furrow together as he watches you carefully, narrowing his eyes as if to pin you in place. Hanamaki snaps him out of it as he hits the back of the ace’s head with his hand resulting in a choked laugh leaving Matsukawa’s lips.

“What are you looking at?” Hanamaki tosses his hand in front of Iwaizumi’s eyes, waving as if to catch his attention. Iwaizumi swats his hand away and looks at where the spot you were, tilting his head in confusion when he doesn’t notice you there anymore. 

“Anyways dumbass you walking home with us? Oikawa is throwing a hissy fit cause he wants to go home and start his stats homework.” Hanamaki tosses over his shoulder as he starts walking towards the gym doors yet Iwaizumi shakes his head.

“I’ll catch up with you guys later.” Iwaizumi glances over at his two friends who shrug and walk out of the gym. As the tallboy makes his way over to the supply closet he notices the gym is nearly empty. Everyone has left except the two of you, you always stay late to finish cleaning or put away equipment. 

A perfect manager. 

“Oh, Iwaizumi! What’s up?” You smile brightly at him as you finish folding clean towels.

“I wanted to talk to you.” He mumbles, staring at the floor as heat floods to his cheeks. You let out a laugh as you try to mask your nerves.

“Mmm about what?” Your hands slightly shake as you finish folding the last towel and you nearly fall over at the sigh that leaves his lips. 

“Are you okay?” His question makes you blink rapidly, your brain running to find excuses for why he is asking you this. Deep down, you always wanted someone to ask, to check up on you but now that it's finally happening you’re not sure what to do. “You just seemed not like yourself.”

“Huh? What do you mean Iwaizumi?” You try to laugh it off but by the hard eyes that meet yours, you're not getting out of this easily. “I’ve just been tired recently, don’t worry about it!” 

“But I am worried about it, I’m worried about you.” Iwaizumi rubs the back of his neck and glances to look over at the wall rather than your face.


“What?” You’re starting to feel corned but you try to hide it, giving him a wobbly smile. 

“I know something has been bothering you.” He pushes and you find yourself taking a step back, bumping into the table that you had just put the towels on. “You can tell me.” 

You smile at his kind words, not sure how to react to them.

“I don’t want to push my problems onto you Iwaizumi, don’t worry about it!” You press harder this time, the fakest smile resting on your lips. 

“I want to know, I want you to tell me.” He repeats, giving you consent and you nearly wince at this. 

“I’ve just felt alone recently.” The words fall from your lips in a hushed whisper as you rub your sweater sleeve. “Shitty and alone.” You laugh and a sad smile paints your lips as your eyes stay trained on the floor. 

“(Y/N),” Iwaizumi breathes out and you turn your face to hide from his pitiful gaze. “I’m sorry you’ve been feeling that way.” 


“It’s okay.”

“It’s not.” Iwaizumi’s words make your head snap up and you press your lips together not to cry. “Listen, I’m always here for you.” 

Your eyes widen and you look up at him in shock at the intimate words. 

“We all are, Oikawa, Makki, hell even Mattsun!” He gently grabs your chin and makes you look up at him. “Always, we care about you so much and-“ Iwaizumi glances at the floor trying to think his words carefully. It would be wrong for him to confess his feelings right now, it would be selfish, he thinks. 

“We never want to see you hurt like this.” This time you give Iwaizumi a genuine smile and wrap your arms around his body, resting your head in the crook of his neck. 

“Whenever you feel bad, please come to me.” You nod at his words and his arms wrapped around your shoulders squeeze you tightly. Iwaizumi doesn’t let go until you’re ready, he continues to hold you tightly against him until he knows you feel better.

Kuroo 

Growing up with a best friend like Kenma who is self-aware of everything around him, Kuroo has the habit of picking up on small changes in a person

When you first started dating, Kuroo became almost hyper-aware of how easily you hide your feelings and he feels like an idiot that he didn’t pick up on it before 

He’d wait for you talk to him about it, unless he thought something was really upsetting you, he doesn’t want to push you

Since you’re good at hiding how you feel, Kuroo would gently try to get you to open up

You can take as long as you want and he’d listen to it all, comforting you the best he can

Whenever you feel particularly down, Kuroo would try to help you ease your mind, take you places and do random activities

Spontaneous late-night convenience store run, anyone?

If you would rather stay inside and just hide, he’d do it with no hesitation, he’d hold you tightly until you’re pushing him off 

When it comes down to it, Kuroo is just naturally a caring person

He might seem like a petty volleyball player but he cares about your feelings more than anything

“What’s wrong kitten?” Kuroo peers down at you as you both rest on the empty train. It’s late in the evening, the city just settling down. You hold your frown, cheeks puffed out as you stare hard at the seats in front of you. The way the city lights light up the darkness outside makes your heart tug oddly. 

The two of you had just come back from hanging out with a few other third years in the city. You were laughing and talking with each of the boys the entire time, even when you two bumped into Daishou -much to Kuroo’s dismay-. It was fun and you had fun yet, there was an odd feeling settling in your chest. Softly, you lean your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder before mumbling out a response.

“My social battery just ran out.” You slowly draw shapes on his clothed leg with your fingertip. Kuroo frowns at this, he is used to 'social batteries' with both you and Kenma but something else is bothering you. When you glance up at him you can see the knowing looking in his eyes and you shift uncomfortably. 

“I got into a fight with my family this morning, I just feel like I’m destroying my relationship with them.” You let out a shaky breath as tears well up in your eyes and you glare harder at the ground like it’ll make them disappear. “I keep being mean to them but I can’t control it, I don’t mean to do it, I just feel so shitty.” 

Quickly you cover your face with your hands, trying to hide away as humiliation floods through your veins at your own words and feelings. A warm hand wraps around your wrist and you shake your head stubbornly.

“Look at me (Y/N).” Kuroo’s voice is soft and you feel more tears well up in your eyes at this. “It’s okay.” 

And the tears finally fall, soaking your skin with salty trails. 

“It is,” An arm wraps around your shoulder to bring you into his chest, tightly holding you as if you’ll slip out of his grasp. “You might not feel good now but you’ll feel better with time. I’ll help you, you’re not alone.” 

His words provide you with a comfort you’d never felt before and you nod your head against his shirt. 

“You might not believe me but it’s true.” Gently, Kuroo cups your cheek with his warm hand and forces you to look up at him. His eyes are unbelievably soft as he stares down at you before he leans down to rest his forehead against yours. 

You’re glad at this moment that the train car is practically empty but even if it wasn’t, it doesn’t matter because you feel safer in his arms than anywhere else.

[pappydaddy]

Ghost of You ii (f.w.)

A/N: Here is a part two for Ghost of You (Requested by the lovely @lovenonymously​!). I didn’t know which way to go with this so I kinda mashed up some of the suggestions in the request to create this! Hope you enjoy!! 

Pairing: Fred x Fem!Reader

Movie/TV Show: Harry Potter

Trigger Warnings: Character death, angst, sadness, some fluffy memories, recovery, a mention of alcoholism (recovering).

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  His breath was taken away from him the second she stepped into the moonlight. The purple dress she wore was just an ordinary dress like she always wore but then again, she always managed to take his breath away. He could only manage a smile as their eyes connected, her making her way to where he was standing, the moonlight glowing against her skin like a goddess. “Hello, Freddie.” She giggled, her bare feet stopping to stand in front of him, her dress blowing ever so slightly in the spring breeze that blew past them. 

  “Hello, Love.” He was finally able to find the correct words in the hectic jumble that was his mind. The fact that he managed to find a girl as sweet and beautiful as the one that stood in front of him boggled his mind. Despite them being so young, he knew that she was the one and that he was truly and madly in love with her. 

  “I didn’t know what you had planned so I just threw a dress on,” She spoke in an apologetic tone, looking down at her floral dress bashfully. “I don’t even have makeup on or my hair done.” 

  “You look perfect to me,” Fred whispered, thinking he talked low enough that she wouldn’t hear him. When she snapped her head back up to look at his face, the redness in her cheeks evident in the pale moonlight, he knew she had heard him. He blushed himself, trying to recover from that slip-up. She was the only girl that left the infamous flirt Fred Weasley sheepish. “You really do look perfect.” He spoke these words firmer, stepping closer to her to close the gap between them, his hands settling on her waist. 

  “I look like I just rolled out of bed, which I did because you wanted to meet at midnight. I had to go to bed so someone didn’t rat me out of breaking curfew.” She smiled lightly, though she had felt like she was in no shape to be seen by anyone with her hair falling in her natural waves and makeup-less face, Fred made those pesky butterflies swirl in her stomach with every look he gave her.

  “You’re a Hufflepuff, nobody would rat you out,” Fred spoke over the silence of the night as he swayed them back and forth in a slow dance, turning in a small circle to the beat of the imaginary music in his head. “They’re all too loyal.“ She snorted at this, the sound beautiful to him, but a flaw to her. She slapped her hand over her mouth, embarrassed that she had done that in front of him despite how long they had been dating. 

  Fred laughed, pulling her hand away from her face gently, his fingers interlacing with hers while his other hand kept a hold of her waist, her hand falling back to rest on his shoulder. The pair swayed gently, the blades of grass tickling their feet but they didn’t mind. Suddenly, he spun her out - shocking her for a second before her giggles filled the night air. The image moved in slow motion in his mind. Her dress flaring up, her hair whipping around, the large smile on her glowing face. He pulled her back into him, her body clumsily pressing against his as she stumbled a little, her hand resting against his chest before sliding up to rest on his shoulder again.  

  Silence surrounded them as they just enjoyed each other's company. Enjoying the rhythm of their beating hearts, the feeling that crawled beneath their skin from their skin touching, the swirling in their stomachs, the sheer happiness they felt. “What do you think life after Hogwarts will be like,” She posed the question, her voice softer than anything Fred has ever experienced. “I hope we still have dates like this.” 

  “We’ll have dates like this and many different dates, I will never pass on an opportunity to take you on a date.” He gazed down at her as she laid her head on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart. 

  “And when we get married, it’s nice and intimate, not a big wedding that’s too crowded,” She continued to think of their future, not even doubting that they would be forever. “We will live in a cottage-style house that’s nice and cozy with a beautiful garden that our kids can play in. It won’t be too far from The Burrow so that we can visit your family easily and George won’t be too far either since it wouldn’t be right to not see him every day.” 

  “But we won’t live too close to Mum and Dad, will we,” He asked nervously. “I love my mum, but I don’t think I could survive with her dropping by all the time, a couple needs their alone time.” He spoke with his normal amount of cheekiness in his voice and she could basically see the wink he undoubtedly sent her. 

  “Not too close to your parents so that you can have alone time with me, got it,” She nodded, pulling her head off his chest to peer up at the tallboy. “I’ll write it in my new journal when I get back to my room.” She told him, barely getting the words out before his lips collided with hers, nearly knocking her over by the sheer force and urgency of the kiss. Once she regained her balance, she giggled against his lips, kissing him back in a way that made him melt. 

  Fred sighed as he slowly floated back into reality, his shaking hands picking up the journal he was staring at. The brown leather covers tied closed with a matching string. It was in the same pristine condition it was in when she first got it from her mother. It was intended for her to write about all the day’s activities to keep as a portal to her Hogwarts years, but it turned into her planning her future, writing it all down on the pages. The only thing that looked different about it was the edges of the pages were turning a bit yellow where she had accidentally spilt a bit of water on them. He didn’t dare open it, he was barely managing to move her things back into their rightful places. Instead, he slipped it into its place on her bookshelf in between her old school textbooks she held onto for reference sake. 

  “Fred,” George poked his head into the room as Fred turned his back towards the bookshelf. “Dinner’s ready, come sit and rest. You don’t have to put everything away tonight.” 

  “I’ll be right out, I just have to put one thing back in here.” Fred told him. With an understanding nod, George pulled his head out of Fred’s room to saunter back into the kitchen to prepare the table. He moved across the room to the dresser, picking up the old tube of strawberry chapstick she had left there, shuffling over to the nightstand on her side of the room. Opening the drawer, he neatly placed it among the other neatly placed objects that filled the drawer. With one last look around the room, Fred pushed the drawer closed before making his way out of the room to his waiting brother. 

  “How’d it go?” George asked when he noticed Fred rounding the corner. George placed the two full plates on the table next to the two glasses of water that were already placed in the spots. Fred shrugged, settling down in the seat George didn’t take, looking down at the plate George had prepared for him. 

  “Good, I’ve got everything where it’s supposed to be except the closet, but there isn’t much to do there.” Fred answered him, picking up his fork to eat some vegetables. George hummed, taking a swig of his water, nodding slightly. 

  “Are you going to do that tomorrow? I think you should, Dr. Smith said not to do too much at once,” George reminded him. Fred had taken so long to place the few things back to where they belonged in the bedroom. “And maybe I can help you with your bathroom, the shop is closed tomorrow.” He suggested, knowing that Fred wouldn’t want to do it all alone. 

  “That would be great, I could use the help to clean the bathroom anyway, it’s a bit cluttered.” He told George after chewing all his food. 

  “Then it’s settled, we’ll tackle the bathroom tomorrow and maybe my bathroom while we’re at it - it could use a good cleaning as well.” George slid that in there, earning a laugh from Fred. There had been only a few moments when Fred had laughed recently, once being when Ron had managed to slip on a sheet of ice three times and the others from little comments George has made that he never really thinks of. 

  “Your bathroom needs to burnt and rebuilt, you never clean it,” Fred pointed out, turning his nose up in disgust at the thought of his brother’s bathroom. “After we clean the bathrooms, maybe we could get some takeout? With tacking your bathroom onto the to-do list, we’re bound to be too exhausted to even think about cooking anything.” 

  “Sure, Fred, whatever you want,” George smiled down at his plate, the smile going unnoticed by Fred who continued to talk. His brother was finally acting more like himself. His footsteps were lighter when he walked, his lopsided smile could be seen on his face more often. He has even been able to come down into the shop and work for a few hours at a time, interacting merrily with customers. Fred had a while to go before he was fully back to himself, but he was slowly getting there. George couldn’t help but to wonder what the new Fred will be like. If he would find another person to love or if Fred having a certain amount of soulmates was real. Either way, he knew that Fred was going to be alright, no matter what being healed looked like for him. He knew that he wasn’t skipping out on appointments anymore to drink, in fact, Fred hasn’t even as much as thought of a drink for at least six months and George had aided his brother in his mission of sobriety - quitting drinking himself to stand alongside his brother in his path to recovery. George looked back up at Fred as he took a break in his story about a new product he thought of yesterday to eat some of his dinner. A loose smile played on George’s mouth as he took his brother in. “I love you, Fred.”  

  Fred looked up at George, chewing his food before answering. “I love you too, Georgie,” He replied, taking a drink of his water. “But anyway, I was thinking-” He launched back into his pitch, George nodding as he listened, happy to have his brother back. He wasn’t scared of losing someone without them knowing he loved them anymore, but he certainly made it a routine to tell the people he loved that he loved them at least once a day. 

  He still felt the ghost of you lingering around beside him, but it didn’t bring him sadness anymore. Your ghostly presence provided him with comfort and strength, knowing that you were still with him in spirit. He also knew that someday, when it was meant to happen, you two would reunite in some way. He hoped that you two would spend your days in the afterlife as ghosts, terrorizing people with pranks and practical jokes. No matter what would happen, Fred was sure that he was going to live his life to the fullest until that day for that was what he knew you wanted for him.                 

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[11.11] — Part 3 (last)  Part 1 | Part 2

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“It will be a very active day across the region with multiple hazards this afternoon and tonight. Starting off, we will see a threat for strong to severe storms during the mid-afternoon to evening hours. Confidence in storm formation and timing is still only moderate given that several key ingredients need to come together just right.”

You turn off the television as you let out a deep sigh. You stare through your apartment window, looking at the outside filled with rain and wind. “I can’t believe Sunday can be such a bad day.”

After you moved to Ulsan, you immediately obtained a job as a hairdresser at a famous salon in town. You gained a lot of friends in only two weeks. You hang out with your friends every weekend but today’s the only exception. You look at the group chat full of rants because the storm has ruined the Sunday plan. You typed some funny pun to cheer them up, before walking to your kitchen to make your lunch.

You decided to make a bowl of warm chicken soup for yourself to enjoy, singing by yourself in the kitchen. “Don’t rain on my parade~” You sang. You turned on the stove before you freeze in the middle of cooking.

“Don’t mess with the sauce, babe!” Johnny screamed playfully.

“But you know how I love pesto sauce! Uh, this tastes really good!” You squeal in delight, tasting the sauce on your finger.

“Do you like it when I cook for you?” Johnny asked. “Yeah, I love your food, but I love Taeyong’s food more.” You teased the tallboy. 

He makes a face, “What did you say?” You laugh as you say back, “I said, I love your food, but I love Taeyong’s food more.” 

“Oh, you have chosen death, huh?” He approached you with a creepy smile. 

You run away from him, squealing while putting the pesto sauce in your mouth. 

A minute later, you’re locked in his huge arms, laughing out loud from tickles he gave you.

A drop of tears fall on the back of your hand scattered your blurry flashbacks. You feel like the whole room replaying the sweet memories of him. You wipe your tears harshly, determined to erase him from his mind. “Let’s not be dramatic.” You said to yourself before focusing on your cooking. 

You finished your chicken soup as you turn the television once again. Living alone really bores you a lot. You used to take care of someone, and wait for someone to come home- 

Your once again thoughts were interrupted by a knock in your front door. You dried your hands before putting the clean dish on the dryer. “Wait a minute!” You yell hurriedly, curious at who’s possible coming to your apartment on a stormy day. 

You were about to ask if it’s a package guy when you open the door but you stopped. “J-johnny?” You look at your ex-boyfriend in front of your door, drenched wet possibly from the rain. 

“Hi, Y/n. This might not be my best appearance but I tried not to wet myself, really.” He said awkwardly. You stay still because of the shock before he speaks again. “Uh, can I come in?”

You nod while blinking your eyes, “Y-yeah, of course.”

You let him sit on your leather couch as you promised him to look for an over-sized sweater or something. As a fellow human being, you wouldn’t let him keep wearing a wet outfit and freeze to death, even though he’s your ex.

Fortunately, you found his old sweater and his baggy pants you accidentally brought on your moving day. You prepared his clothes and bring them outside. “Here, I found your things I accidentally brought from your apartment. I- uh, I think it’s fair to say that I’m returning them back to you.”

He was about to say something when you cut him off, “Hurry, take a bath or you’ll catch a cold.” You avoid his eyes as you leave to the kitchen.

You stir the hot chocolate anxiously, while waiting for him to finish showering. You silently thanking your clean-freak habit, because you don’t feel anxious or embarrassed while he’s using your clean and neat bathroom. You leave the cup on the counter for him to drink later and go to your room to check your phone.

While Johnny finished showering, he takes a look in your organized drawer. You’re still the same Y/n he knows, he thought. He smiles at thought of you around him, it makes him feel happy and complete. It also amazes him that you still keep some of his things. 

“Y/n?” He called. You leave your phone to answer him. “Yeah? Oh, there’s your hot chocolate on the counter. Have it before it cools down.” 

“Thank you, Y/n. You’ve done so much for me.” He smiles sincerely.

“It’s nothing. Uh, you can use my dryer, by the way. Don’t bring home some wet clothes.” He nods, “Yeah, I put them already.”

“So, why are you here?” You asked.

He took a seat next to you while sighing deeply. “I came here to talk.”

You didn’t reply back, giving him a sign to continue.

“Have you think about it? About us, starting over?” He asked as he looks deeply into you.

“I.. still need the reason why you want us to start over, john. I can’t simply go back to you and repeat the same mistakes again.”

“Because I can’t live without you, Y/n. There’s no doubt in it, and I don’t even have any thought to replace you with anyone. I may die a single man if you’re not mine anymore. Please try again with me, Y/n.”

You look into his eyes to find any sincerity in them, and you think you found it. 

“Me too, john. Me too..” You uttered.

“So whenever you ask me how I feel, the answer is still you, Y/n.” He shifts closer towards you. He felt his heart broke when he sees you cry in front of him. 

“I have never had the thought of replacing you with anyone, too.” You confessed. “I’m still waiting for you, but I’m afraid if we’ll repeat the same thing again. I don’t think I’ll ever be ready for a break up again, Johnny.”

He pulls you closer for a hug, putting his head on yours. “I’m sorry to make you feel that way, Y/n. I’m really sorry. I don’t deserve to have you, really.” You feel his tears flow through your scalp. 

“Now that I’m in your arms, I can finally tell you..” You look up to him before you continue, “I’m ready to start over, john.”

He says nothing, and pull you into a sweet yet salty make up kiss instead.

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[itsjustmyfantasyroom]

Fresh Start part 10

Sorry i didn't add the smut in, i wasn’t confident with it when i first started writing. But i have been working on that for some up coming stories.

Hope you enjoy this. I have one more for Fresh starts, it is part of the story but its not a follow on, it’s an add on for in between everything. 

Enjoy Barba lovers  <3

 You were in hospital for the rest of the week, being dehydrated and under the influence for that long was messing with your blood pressure. You needed a medical clearance for work as part of the IAB investigation. Visitors came and went all week. Rafael came during his lunch break and then again once he finished work. The squad were pretty much in and out all day every day. Nick and Fin would bring you all your favourite treats and Amanda and Liv would come in for some girl time catch up’s. They missed not having you around, just as much as you missed being around them. Your mum stayed for a couple of days before having to head back home for work. She packed a suit case for you with everything you needed, including work outfits for your interviews, as Rafael insisted that you would stay with him until you were cleared by 1PP and IAB to go back to work. Your Mum and Rafael got along like a house on fire the more time they spent together, which was great to see. Although it was weird timing to meet your girlfriends Mum, but in the end it worked out great.

 Finally your blood pressure settled down and you were discharged into Rafael’s care. As soon as you called him to tell him you were getting discharged, he left the office and was there ready to take you home. He was allowed to work from home for the rest of the week, unless there was an emergency. You walked in through his apartment door and you had never felt so grateful to not be coming home to an empty place. Rafael took off his suit jacket and laid it on the back of the lounge.

 He led you towards to bathroom. 

“I hope you don’t mind, I opened your suit case and put a fresh change of clothes on the basin for you. I got you a new tooth brush, it’s behind the mirror with some of your other stuff, Go and freshen up, and I’ll make you a coffee and we can order something to eat.” He kissed you on your forehead and pushed you towards the bathroom.

He walked into the kitchen and turned on the jug; you got half way down the hall and turned around to walked back, looking at him in his dress shirt, sleeves rolled up, tie lose, top button undone showing off his neck and a pair of suspenders on.

 “You know....” he looked up at you one eye brow raised, waiting for you to finish. “You could join me.”

 He looked over at you, “Is that what you want?” you nodded back at him.

 He walked over and wrapped his arms around you waist and kissed you, deeply. He pulled away and led you to the bathroom. He started the shower with the hot water and then turned on the cold getting it just right, not to hot not too cold.

 He looked back at you, you stepped closer to him. You loosened his tie and slide it off his neck throwing it on the floor; you put your hands around his suspenders, and pulled him into you, pushing your lips on his. You felt his warm hands lift up the hem of your t shirt, pulling it off slowly breaking your kiss. That left you in your bra and tights. He lent down and started to kiss your neck, you pushed his suspenders off his shoulders and started to pull his shirt out of his pants. Still kissing around your neck and slowly up to you ear, you undid his shirt buttons and pushed his shirt off, it landing on the floor. You then undid his belt buckle and pants button, you pushed down his boxers and pants in one go, he let out a little moan when your fingers ran over his hips as you pushed them down. He put his hands around you back and undid your bra. He pulled you in, and kissed you deeply again, you let out a little huff when you felt his fingers grabbing the waist on your tights, motioning to pull them down, he broke away from the kiss again.

“Come, mi Hermosa, we are wasting water” he smirked, pulled away from you and stepped into the shower. You pushed down your tights and undies, stepping out of them and leaving them on the floor and stepping in after him.

 He made room for you to stand under the water, you threw your head back and let the water run over your hair, Rafael kissed down your neck, and stopped just above your breasts, and let the water run over him as well. He pulled away, reached behind you and grabbed the shampoo, he grabbed your hand, and turned it over, palm side up and squeezed some into your hand, you reached up and ran the shampoo threw your hair and washed it out, Rafael did the same. You both wash your bodies with body wash.

 “Are you finished mi Hermosa?” you nodded, and he reached behind you again and turned off the taps. He stepped out and handed you a towel. He started to dry himself and then wrapped it around his waist. You dried your hair and body and then wrapped your towel around yourself. You felt a bit defeated, you handed yourself to him and he didn’t take it, did he think you were broken and didn’t want you anymore. 

He then grabbed your hand while you were still day dreaming, disappointed about what had happened and lead you to the bedroom. He pulled you through the door, he shut it behind you, and then pushed you up against it roughly, kissing you madly and letting his hands feel you through the towel. You could feel him starting to get hard under his towel against your thigh. He moved away from your lips, placing kiss by kiss a long your jaw to your ear,

“Are you sure you want to do this Hermosa?”

“I have never been surer of anything in my life Rafi, I love you.”

“I love you too” he said in your ear before pulling you on the bed.

----

“Wow” you giggled as Rafael rolled off of you falling on his back trying to catch his breath and claim his heart beat, “Why did we wait so long again?”

“It was more special this way mi Hermosa” he laughed at you and lent over and kissed you gently on your forehead. He pulled you into his arms; you laid your head on his chest listening to his heart beat which had settled slightly.

Suddenly you both heard his phone ring and huge smashes on his front door. Rafael jumped up, ran to his tallboy, pulling out a pair of boxers and shorts and slipping them on quickly, and then grabbed a t shirt and slipped it on as he ran to the front door. You got up off the bed and walked quick to the bathroom to get dressed.

“I KNOW she just got out of the hospital, but you both have phones for a reason, ANSWER THEM”

You heard Nick’s harsh raised voice just as you pulled up your cotton shorts on, as you finished dressing. You opened the door, closing it behind you quickly so he didn’t see the mess of cloths all over the floor and know the real reason you guys didn’t answer his calls.

As you walked towards the kitchen, Nick was standing with his hands on his hips, glaring at you as you walked towards him, not looking impressed at all.  

“I have been trying to call you and him nonstop, FOR THE PAST HOUR” he said to you with his voice raised.

“Don’t you DARE raise your voice at me Nick Amaro” you snapped back at him.

 Rafael held back the laugh that was forming in his throat and tried to hide his amusement by looking down. Nick looked at you not knowing what to say back to that with his mouth slightly open. You walked over to him and placed your hands on his shoulders, he looked into your eyes,

 “I’ am sorry I didn’t answer when you called however many times, I just wanted to freshen up and relax a little. Not worry about the world for a minute.”

“Is that what you guys call it?” He raised his eye brows looking like he was talking to his little sister.

“That’s NONE of your business Nick” you said back while giving him a dirty look.

 “I’ am sorry I snapped, I panicked. I know you’re with him but I worried”

 “His name is Rafael.... you know that” you looked at him not impressed.

 “Sorry” he looked down. You all stood there in silence for a second.

 Rafael couldn’t get over how you just stood up for yourself and for him, and you didn’t let Nick disrespect him like he usually did. You just had a horrible thing happen to you, but you still seemed like the same person. Maybe it hadn’t sunk in yet, maybe in a couple of weeks he would be trying to put you back together when what really happened hit.

“So what’s up partner?” he looked at you with a smile.

“Liv wants me to tell you that you’re needed at IAB at 10am, she is going to be there at 8, and then they will pass your guys interviews on to 1PP.”

You let that sink on for a bit before answering, “OK no problems”

“I’ll come and pick you up at 9 and we will get a coffee on the way, I’m sure he has work tomorrow”, you gave him a dirty look and he smirked at you like the smart ass he was.

He turned on his heels and headed towards the front door, you and Rafael followed to see him out. Before he opened the door he turned, grabbed you around the shoulders and pull into him, you wrapped your arms around his middle,

“You have my number if you need anything, I ‘am always here day or night” kissing you on top of your head.  He let you go and turned to open the door, just as he walked out he turned back around,

“If YOU don’t look after her; I’ll teach you a lesson, Entiende?” pointing his pointer finger at Rafael

“See you tomorrow Nick.” And you slammed the door before Rafael could react, you spun around and pushed your lips onto his, it was just what he needed to be defused.

****

You set your alarm for 8, so you could get up and get organised for the day ahead. After dinner last night, you both worked on your statement and Rafael spoke about if it goes to trial or a grand jury what if could entail as this was a police investigation not a civil one. You were nervous; you knew Rafael couldn’t be there with you, and just hearing through the grape vine and from Nick what IAB officers could be like during questioning.

Rafael had to head to work he kissed you good bye and left to get a taxi. Nick messaged to say he was 5 minutes away. You slipped your badge on your pants waist, grabbed your wallet, phone and Rafael’s spare keys and headed down to wait for Nick.

The drive over was silent, you were so nervous. You didn’t even notice that you stopped at a set of lights, Nick reached over and grabbed your arm and squeeze it, “You’re going to be fine partner. Just tell them what happened. I’ll be waiting for you right outside the door.”  

Your interview went for 3 hours. They were harsh with all their questioning, but you were sure you done a great job, you stood your ground and didn’t let them put words in your mouth. You told them what happened to you and what you remember from the lead up to hearing the gun shot. You walked out, Liv and Nick where sitting waiting for you.

“Barba is waiting for us, he needs to talk to us” Liv put her arm around you leading you away from the interview room.

The 3 of you walked to the car and again sat in silence till you got to Rafael’s office. You all walked in and greeted Carmen; Liv knocked on the door and walked in. He was standing near the window on the phone frowning,

“But why?............OK thanks for the heads up Counsellor” he hung up and put the phone in his pocket.

“It’s going to a grand jury, starting tomorrow. You’re all called to testify, bar you” and he pointed at Liv,

“How is that fair?” Liv said looking pissed throwing her hands out and shaking her head.

“You have a past with Lewis; you went to him willingly this time”

Liv butted in, “He was holding one of my squad, hurting her. What was I meant to do, let him shoot her because I didn’t do what he wanted?”

Rafael held up is hand for her to stop, “The Brooklyn ADA is against you. They only want Y/N on the stand in hope’s she will say something to back up their thoughts about you having something against him. They are setting you up Liv”  

You started to sake and went all sweaty and cold, Liv seen your change from the corner of her eye and she grabbed you around the shoulders and forced you to look at her,

“All you need to do is get on the stand and tell the truth, answer their questions and don’t let anybody put words in your mouth or twist your answers.”

Rafael walked over to you and grabbed your hands and pulled you towards the chairs near his desk and sat you down.

“You two can leave now. Amaro make sure you, Fin and Rollins are back here by 8.30 tomorrow, don’t be late. Liv, don’t talk to anyone.” 

Liv squeezed your shoulder and walked out. “Call me if you need me.” Nick said as he walked out of the room. Rafael pulled the other chair close to you, grabbed your hands in his and put his forehead to yours.

“It will be OK mi Hermosa. I got a copy of your interview just before you came, you did amazing. We can watch it again when we get home so it’s fresh for you tomorrow.” He kissed you lightly; it was what you needed to forget about everything, just for a second.

*****

It was a restless night, you guys ordered in and sat and watched your interview before going to bed. You tossed and turned, with so much running through your head. You were being used to try and set up Olivia, that didn’t sit well with you, how could they down play what Lewis had done to you and to her. You’re tossing and turning finally woke up Rafael and he pulled you in to his chest and played with his hair till you finally fell asleep. The morning seemed to have come quick when you heard your alarm.

“Go and have a shower mi Hermosa.”

You walked out to the kitchen, slightly more awake, you used your make up to hide the bags under your eyes he kissed you on the cheek.

Nick, Fin and Amanda where standing outside his office when you both walked in at 8.30. Amanda grabbed you and pulled you into a hug. 8.45 Rafael walked you all down to the grand jury room. The hours ticked on as one by one you were all called into the room. Finally it was your turn. You stood when your name was called; Rafael grabbed your hand and squeezed it,

“I’ll be waiting in my office for you when you’re done.”

“Us too” said Nick.

The questioning was intense and if you got $100 for every time you said, “I didn’t say that” or “Don’t put words in my mouth” You would be a millionaire.  You stuck to facts and only told the truth, you told them step by step from the time you where grabbed to hearing a gunshot, Nicks voice and being pulled down by Fin. When you walked out a few hours later, you were relived it was over.

 “Detective Y/L/N” you turned your head to see Ed Tucker walking towards you.

“How did you go?”

“OK, I think.”

“Good, you have done your part, I ‘am clearing you to start work again, starting Monday.” 

“Thank you Mr Tucker” you held out your hand and shock his and then we walked off and you headed back to Rafael’s office.

Carmen was sitting at her desk and looked up at you, “Y/N your back. I ‘am sure they will all be happy to see you.” 

You gave her a small smile “Thanks Carmen” and you walked in the door. They were all sitting around the table drinking coffee, when Nick looked up and seen you walk in; they all jumped up from their seats to stand around you.

“It went OK” you said, “Liv, they tried to use me to set you up, the amount of times I said I didn’t say that or don’t put words in my mouth” you rolled your eyes “I wanted to punch him in the face. Are all Brooklyn ADA’S so full of themselves?” They all laughed at you. “Tucker was outside the room when I walked out. Good News, I ‘am cleared to come back Monday.”

 “Great” the squad said together.

“It will be good to have you back partner” Nick patted you on the shoulder.

Rafael pulled you into his arms, “I ‘am so proud of you” and then kissed your lips lightly.

“I still have some paper work to finish, Amaro, will you take her back to my place? She needs rest.”

You looked at him helpless; the last thing you wanted was to be alone after today. He grabbed your shoulders, “I won’t be long I promise. Go home rest.” You nodded and followed Nick and the squad out the door.

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You went home and showered and put on some tights and an oversized t shirt. You settled on the couch with the TV on, it wasn’t long before you were fast asleep. 

You heard the front door open and close, and the latch slide across, you opened your eyes and it was dusk.

“Hermosa?” you heard as the light got turned on. “Oh sorry did I wake you?” He slide off his jacket and put it on the back of the couch.

“That's OK, I have slept for too long anyway” you sat up and he came and sat next to you and pulled you into his chest and kissed the top of your head.

 “I missed you, what took you so long.”

“I had to finish some paper work, and then I needed to stop and pick up something on the way home.”

 “Oh yeah.”

 He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small blue box with a sliver ribbon on it.

“This is for you” he placed the box in your hands.

“What’s this for Rafi?”

“Just something, open it.”

You pulled the sliver ribbon undone and lifted the box lid off. On a white silk pillow was a heart shaped diamond, held either side by a thin chain. Tears came to your eyes as you pulled the chain off the pillow. You held it up in to light by the clasps

“Rafi, it’s beautiful, I love it so much thank you.”

He took it out of your hands, “Here, let me put it on.”

You moved you hair out of the way so Rafael could put it around your neck and did it up. You turned back to him and kissed him lovingly. It sat so perfectly on your neck, just the right length.

 “I’ am giving you my whole heart mi Hermosa. I love you mi Amor, today and always”

 “I’ll never take it off. I love you Rafi, so much always. You definitely don’t disappoint.”