#Beta squad imagine

[batmansb1tch]

BLIND DATING

summary: u get voted out in blind dating with sharky and he immediately regrets their decision

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you’d been unbelievably chosen for a beta squad video after you and your uni friends jokingly signed up for it, not believing you’d truly get chosen. you’d immediately contacted your friends about it in extremely anxiety in which you purposefully signed up to be viewed by millions of watchers on the beta squad channel.

your friends calmed you down, claiming that this experience at least would allow you to meet some of your favorite youtubers, especially your huge longtime crush and favorite, sharky.

day of the shoot you’d figured that you’d wear something simple which meant a black skims dress dupe, of course since you were a broke uni student, and a pair of simple black heels. you quickly straightened your hair and applied a good amount of makeup before setting it for a few minutes and rushing off to the set as not to be late.

when you arrived, the production team quickly gathered you with the rest of the women. it was intimidating at first, being surrounded by such beautiful women, but it wasn’t hard to make friends with the bunch.

you were a bit nervous though considering you hadn’t been showing off as much skin as the girls around you, and you knew how the minds of men worked, especially after having watched previous episodes of this specific series. you’d considered yourself average looking, despite all the girls hyping you up prior to lining up.

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you’d reached the final two girls left in the blind dating sequence miraculously. sharky and the others seemed to appreciate your prior knowledge of the beta squad, being a loyal member of the NDL. although, you’d started to become nervous whether sharky and the rest of the guys would find you attractive or not. you knew it wasn’t healthy to seek the validation of these men, or any men as a matter of fact, but you couldn’t deny the increasing heart rate.

the beautiful girl next to you had been wearing booty shorts, cowboy boots, and a tied up flannel with a revealing tank top under it, and you couldn’t lie, you wouldn’t blame sharky for wanting to take a ride, but some part of you hoped he’d choose you. it was silly you realized, but you still hoped.

after being asked where you were from and discussing your favorite foods, a final question was asked.

“what’s your main priority in your life?”

you had the misfortune of going first, winging your answer by answering honestly.

“finishing uni and hopefully fulfilling my dream job of working with animals.”

it didn’t matter what the next girl said because the overwhelming fear of dogs amongst the group immediately ruled you out.

“i’m so sorry to say, but number two, you’ve been voted out. come give papi a hug, yeah?” you’d assumed he was forced to say.

you sighed both in disappointment and relief as this anxiety filled journey reached its end, but you were still extremely nervous about meeting face to face with sharky. you took a deep breath and stepped away from behind the curtain and towards him. the clacks of your heels of the floor caused sharky to finally open his previously closed eyes.

he immediately lets out an exaggerated gasp, repeating the word ‘no’ multiple times before looking anywhere but you.

“no way, man. you guys ruined it for me.. nah nah nah… oh my days she’s gorgeous.”

there were screams in sharky’s ear regarding how much he’d fumbled and how he needed to get on his knees and beg for you to give him another chance, disregarding the girl who’d just won the challenge. surprisingly, sharky has done just that, getting into his knees and placing his hands around your waist.

“please forgive me.. truly it was them, not me. just give me another chance? i’d spoil you so good baby, please?” he begged, the rest of the squad hysterically laughing at how pathetic he was being.

you thought it was a prank at first, but when you’d locked up with sharky, you simply couldn’t rest his puppy-dog stare that bore into your soul. you motioned for him to get up before taking a sharpie out of your bag and tapping his arm. hw immediately understand and desperately rolled up his sleeves. you wrote your number down, before kissing him on the cheek before whispering something in his ear and walking away, making a slick ‘call me’ motion and walking away. you were unsure where this newfound confidence came from but it only fueled you on even more as you felt sharky’s burning stare following you.

“sharky?” chunkz yelled, no response.

sharky had been left in shock and silence, just watching you walk away. only after a few moments did he come back to reality to finish off the video.

“ya the fans are truly going to clown you for this one, i can’t lie.” aj mentioned to sharky after the shoot, unable to contain his desire to tease his friend.

sharky rolled his eyes and chuckled, because all that mattered was that he got your number and could make it up to you whenever you wanted.

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BRO IDK THIS WAS SOO BAD 😭😭😭 WHATEVER I LOVE SHARKY SM ITS COMPLETELY FINE

[gyalwtf]

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Details ; Aj Shabeel × (shorter)fem!reader. reader also has a channel of her own btw

Warnings ; swearing, aj is a meanie, this guy is INLOVE

Aj being the menace he is, and you being the most gullible person in the world was surely a recipe for disaster. I guess that's his way of affection. He's actually so mean, but he doesn't want you to know he means it lovingly, like romantically lovingly.

The amount of times he's told you the most bewildering piece of information ever, only then to follow with, “you fucking idiot, I was lying!” or a “no.” whenever you asked if he was really telling the truth, all while laughing at you of course.

Niko, the unhelpful best friend he is, always teases him about you, right to your face, completely dumping his efforts of trying to keep his feelings away down the drain. It's not like Aj isn't obvious either, like you could tell from a mile away that something was odd with how he acted with you. I mean, you couldn't tell, but everyone else could.

The amount of times he was called out during a beta squad shoot — where you were invited as the guest, for staring at you was absolutely outrageous, but you know what's worse? You thought it was a joke! You thought that, ‘oh they need to stop bullying Aj for shit he didn't do,’ when he was literally just staring at you the entire time instead of paying attention.

There isn't a single universe he doesn't bully you for your height, like how are you shorter than him?! Seriously, how. Also brings you up every time someone calls him shorter, always yapping about how you're shorter or whatever. It's really funny. It's also funny that he absolutely violates you with his insults, but always also defending you whenever someone tries to insult you. Not direct defending, but more like saying that they're worse than you and blah blah blah.

It feels like everyone in the beta squad — and their other friends as well, know about Aj's crush, crazy how you don't know. You know what the biggest giveaway is though? His pet peeve is physical touch, where the hell did that pet peeve go when he's around you. He isn't necessarily having physical touch with you a lot, but if you ever tried to initiate out of the blue, he didn't exactly deny it.

He's such a cutie. One time you tied up his hair into pigtails for whatever reason, he thought he looked ridiculous and everyone laughed at him, and you also did cause he looked adorable you couldn't lie. He would never actually admit it, but he wants you to play around with his hair again, he really liked it.

Absolutely no way you don't have one of his silly hats. Like, one time in a video, he brought a new one, and at some point you took his hat. Like just straight up went, “don't mind if i do!” he didn't mind of course, maybe just acted like he did but he let you wear it the rest of the video. He definitely 'forgot' to take it back — he wanted you to keep it, something about you wearing his hat, and keeping it made him feel funny, and when you texted him about it, he said not to worry and to just keep it. So that was his plan hm.

Following the last paragraph, the clip where you took his hat became one of the main intros to many ship edits of you both. Funfact: he watches those ship edits. For sure, secretly smiling like an idiot when he watches them. However, the comments he leaves say otherwise, like he replies with full on “oh hell nahhhh” but there was this one time that a fan got him to watch one while he was streaming. He couldn't hide a smile from forming on his face, no matter how hard he tried. Unsurprisingly, that also became an edit intro.

Definitely has you come over sometimes to stream with him, or to hangout whenever you both aren't busy. What a coincidence that Niko is somehow always out when you come over, Aj tells you he's busy, but Niko would tell you he wants you both to have some alone time. Streams with you are just full of teasing and bullying. Apparently, that's both of you guys' love languages.

You wouldn't trade him for the world. His blonde highlights, evil ass but also cute most of the time smile, his funny personality, the way he speaks, the way he acts around you, and everything else, is all so important to you. Especially that hat you stole from him.

Was gonna post this on tuesday, but i accidentally posted it now. Whoops. Hope you guys enjoyed it though! First Aj fic aaaagh.

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[chunkzdeluluwife]

𝙑𝙤𝙬𝙨- 𝙉𝙞𝙠𝙤 𝙊𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙖

Its your wedding day 

Warnings‼️ none

Your wedding day is finally here. You’re standing at the entrance to the beautiful church, taking a deep breath before beginning the long walk down the aisle.

You hold your father’s arm firmly as you make your way down the aisle, each step bringing you closer to the love of your life. You can feel your heart racing, nervousness and excitement coursing through your veins. The church is filled with the people dearest to you, their warm smiles and encouraging looks giving you the strength to keep walking forward.

You spot Niko near the altar, his eyes locked on yours. You see the tears glimmering in his eyes, mirroring your own emotions. His expression is full of love, and he looks as if he might cry at any moment, overwhelmed with joy and anticipation.

As you reach the end of the aisle, you hesitate for a moment, taking in the sight of Niko standing there, the man you’re about to promise your life to. The love in his eyes is undeniable, and the tears streaming down his face speak louder than words ever could.

Your father gently releases your arm, placing your hand in Niko’s. His touch is warm and reassuring, and you feel a wave of comfort wash over you. Niko takes your hand in both of his, holding it gently as he smiles at you through his tears.

Niko turns to your father, his voice slightly hoarse but filled with gratitude. He smiles broadly at your dad, eyes sparkling with appreciation. “Thank you,” he mumbles, his grip on your hand tightening slightly. It’s clear he’s overwhelmed, filled with emotions that words can’t fully express.

As he turns back to you, his expression softens even more. The tears stream freely down his face now, but he doesn’t seem to care. All that matters to him in this moment is you, the person he loves more than anything in the world.

Harry Pinero stands in front of the gathered guests, a wide smile on his face. He clears his throat and begins to speak, his voice booming throughout the church. “Ladies and gentlemen, dear friends, we’re here today to witness a truly special union.” He pauses, looking at you and then at Niko, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Harry continues, his words filled with warmth and genuine happiness. “We’re here because two amazing people have found each other, and today they’re going to embark on a journey of love and companionship. To have and to hold, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do them part, they will now pledge their love and commitment to one another.”

“Now it’s time for the vows,” he says with a smile. “Niko, you may go first.”

Niko takes a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before speaking. He looks at you with a serious yet loving expression. “Y/N,” he begins, his voice steady despite the emotional turmoil he’s experiencing. “From the moment I met you, I knew you were different. You came into my life like a whirlwind, and before I even knew it, I was hopelessly in love with you.”

He squeezes your hand, a tender smile on his face as he continues. “Through the years we’ve spent together, you’ve become my best friend, my biggest supporter, and my reason for waking up each morning. You’ve filled my life with so much happiness, and I never want to imagine a life without you in it.”

He blinks back tears, his voice cracking slightly as emotions rise within him. “I promise to be your shoulder to cry on when times are tough, your biggest cheerleader when you’re on top, your advisor when you need guidance, and your unwavering source of love and support, always.”

He takes a deep breath, steadying himself before continuing. “I vow to love you unconditionally, to put your needs before mine, and to cherish every moment we spend together. Whether we’re celebrating victories, facing challenges, or just enjoying the simple things in life, I promise to be right by your side, loving you fiercely and unapologetically.”

You start to cry and laugh at the same time, the feelings of happiness too much for you.

Niko smiles at your reaction, tears and laughter both visible on your face. It’s a beautiful sight—a testament to the overwhelming joy and emotion coursing through your body right now. He squeezes your hand gently once more, offering silent reassurance that everything is perfect.

Harry smiles warmly at the two of you, clearly moved by the deep love and connection he sees between you. He waits a moment, letting the emotions settle before continuing with the ceremony.

Harry turns to you, a smile still on his face. “Now it’s your turn, Y/N. Share your vows with Niko.”

You try to compose yourself, taking a deep breath as you collect your thoughts. You look at Niko, your heart overflowing with love and gratitude for this man in front of you. “Niko,” you begin, your voice trembling slightly. “When I first met you, I had no idea how intertwined our lives were destined to be.”

You pause, gathering more courage as you continue. “You’ve been my rock, my partner, my laughter in the darkest of times. You’ve seen me at my best and at my worst, and you’ve accepted me unconditionally, no matter what. You’ve brought light and love into my life in ways I never thought possible.”

You smile through your tears, your love for Niko pouring out with each word. “I promise to be the same for you. I promise to listen, support, and encourage you in all you do. I promise to stand by your side through the good times and the bad, to love you with every fiber of my being, and to share all the adventures—big and small—that life throws our way.”

You squeeze Niko’s hand, a silent promise in your gesture. “I vow to be your friend, your confidante, and your biggest advocate. I vow to make you laugh, to dry your tears, and to be the source of comfort and love in your life. I vow to love you forever and to build a life with you that’s filled with happiness, and maybe a couple of arguments along the way,” you joke, earning a laugh from the guests.

You pause, the emotion in your voice evident as you finish. “With all my heart, I love you, Niko. From this day forward, I promise to cherish and adore you, to love and honor you for the rest of my days.”

Tears stream down Niko’s face as he listens to your every word. Your vows have completely overwhelmed him, his heart bursting with love and gratitude for you. He squeezes your hand, unable to speak, but his eyes say everything his lips can’t.

Harry stands to the side, observing the two of you with a mixture of joy and emotion. The love and commitment between you are palpable, and he can feel the power of your words as they echo through the church. He speaks up once more, breaking the silence as the two of you continue staring into each other’s eyes.

He turns to Niko, his gaze steady as he smiles.

“Niko, do you take Y/N to be your wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”

Niko’s response comes immediately, his voice shaking with emotion. “I do.” He squeezes your hand, his grip firm and reassuring.

As Niko utters the words “I do,” your tears spill over. You feel a wave of overwhelming emotions wash over you—joy, love, gratitude, relief, and so much more. Seeing the man you adore commit himself to you, it’s like everything you’ve ever wanted is right in front of you.

Niko’s eyes are fixed on you, filled with love and adoration. His own tears are still streaming down his face, but he can’t help but smile through them. He lifts your hand to his lips, kissing it softly as if to seal the words “I do.”

Harry smiles at Niko’s gesture, touched by the display of affection. “Y/N,” he says, turning to you next. “Do you take Niko to be your wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”

“I do.”

As you speak the words “I do,” Niko’s heart skips a beat. He smiles even wider, his eyes sparkling with joy and relief. He squeezes your hand, his grip firm as if to reassure you that he’s not going anywhere. Harry smiles at both of you, clearly touched by the love that exudes from your presence together.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

As Harry utters those words, Niko doesn’t hesitate for a second. He cups your face in his hands, his touch gentle yet urgent. He pulls you close, his gaze locked onto yours, and he kisses you deeply, pouring all his love and devotion into that single gesture.

The guests break into applause as they witness the passion and love in your kiss. You feel like you’re floating on air, completely lost in the moment as Niko’s lips meet yours. The world around you seems to fade away, leaving only the two of you and the overwhelming love that connects you.

“Please welcome Mr. and Mrs. Omilana.”

Harry’s announcement rings out through the church, the cheers and applause growing louder.

The words “Mr. and Mrs. Omilana” seem to hold so much weight in this moment, like the beginning of a whole new chapter in your lives together.

Niko wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you closer as you both take in the sight of all the people gathered in celebration of your love.

A wide smile spreads across his face, his heart bursting with happiness and love for you and your new life together.

“I love you, Niko.”

Niko looks at you, the love he feels for you shining brightly in his eyes. He takes your hand in his, bringing it up to his lips and planting a soft kiss on it before responding. “I love you more, Y/N. Always and forever.”

[manlikeazi]

I Like You A Latte - Chunkz

After a long day of filming, Chunkz seeks a quiet coffee shop for a peaceful break. There, he meets you, a book lover who is absorbed in a mystery novel.

Masterlist

After a long day of work filming and doing extra stuff. Chunkz was finally allowed to have a break, he was a feeling a bit lazy to drive over and go Nandos. So, he found the nearest coffee shop to the studio and ordered a cup of coffee.

The coffee shop was alive with quiet murmurs and the occasional clinking of cups, but you were blissfully wrapped up in your own world. For the first time in weeks, Chunkz felt a small sense of relief. Chunkz sighed as he realized it might not be as peaceful as he'd hoped. He glanced around nervously.

If one person notices me, this place will be swarmed

Don't get him wrong, he love spending his time with his fans but unfortunately he just have a limited time for a peaceful break. His order finally arrived at some point but there's no way to find a seat since every seat is taken.

Finally, his coffee arrived, but every seat was taken. He scanned the room, looking for a spot a bit out of sight and definitely away from the fan-prone tables. In the back corner, he spotted a single open chair across from someone quietly reading.

On the other side, The coffee shop is alive with quiet murmurs and the occasional clinking of cups, but you were blissfully wrapped up in your own world. You found time to relax with a fresh novel and a steaming cup of coffee. You sipped your coffee, letting the aroma of roasted beans and cinnamon drift around you as you lost yourself in the pages.

Finally allowing yourself to have a nice day and not to be surrounded by stress, work and deadlines. Reading has always been your favorite thing to do, not only that it helps you to relax. it also helps you to escape the cruel reality for a while. But you're enjoyment didn't last long when someone interrupted you.

"Is it okay if I sit here?" A voice said that made you glance up from your book pulling you back into reality.

"There are no seats left and well... I'd rather not stand here with my coffee" The man quickly followed as he continues to stand infront of you, his eyes warm and slightly hopeful with a cup of coffee in his hand.

You glanced around the coffee shop and confirming that there is no seats left, you gave him a polite nod and went back to your reading.

Chunkz mumbled a small thanks and sat to the seat opposite to you quietly, he was grateful for the lack of fanfare. He settled in, pulling out his phone, unsure to himself if he should break the silence. He glanced up and saw that you were fully absorbed in your book.

People who's still passionate to read books in public was a bit surprising to him because he rarely see that nowadays. With an environment solely focused more on the technology side such as cameras, editing, filming, those interests him.

"Staring is rude" You spoke not tearing you eyes away from your book, startling him from his thoughts.

He hadn't noticed that he'd been staring at you longer than he should have.

"Right, sorry... I was just curious of what are you reading" Chunkz said to avoid embarrassment with a half truth, half lie statement.

his reply made you glance up, caught off guard. He was watching you with an amused look, and now that you were looking more closely, you realized he was... kinda cute. His warm brown eyes held a mix of curiosity and playfulness.

"Oh, just a mystery novel" You said, showing him the cover.

"Mystery? Solving them cases like a detectives do?" He asked with a smile, his tone light and curious.

"Yeah, yeah close enough" You said letting out a soft laugh.

"Can't blame you, love me a good mysteries" He said with a small smile, sipping on his own coffee.

The small talk led to more. Slowly, he found himself throwing in a few lighthearted compliments, watching as you blushed and laughed at his jokes. He noticed that you genuinely seemed to enjoy his company, and he liked that you weren't treating him any differently. This is rare, he thought.

"You like coffee right? I'm just wondering if you like it tall dark and handsome?" He smiles at you a hint of flirtation in his eyes.

You gave him a neutral look before cracking a smile on your face, finding the line a bit cheesy and overused.

"I'd say I'm open to possibilities" You said.

"My name's Amin" he offered his hand to you. Deciding to give you his real name.

"Y/N. Nice to meet you, Amin" You shook his hand, feeling the warmth of his hand and his grip.

"Ooh, you got a nice hand there" Amin said, making you feel a little flattered.

"You seem like someone who drinks their coffee black, no cream" He tilted his head, looking you up and down as if trying to solve a puzzle.

"Seriously?" You said letting out a small chuckle. "I do sometimes, why?" You said as you leant closer on the table, finally getting more invested to the conversation.

"I was just wondering if I could interest you in something a little sweeter... like me?" He said, his expression confident.

You felt your cheeks warm at his cheesy corny lines, and he caught your blush with a knowing smile. He noticed that you genuinely seemed to enjoy his company, and he liked that you weren't treating him any differently.

This is rare he thought again.

"I think my coffee would be better with a shot of your phone number" He added before you could even think of a witty reply, he reached for his phone and held it out to you.

"Maybe?" You said. You hesitated briefly, half-wondering if this was a good idea. But, then again, what would be the harm? You reached out, taking his phone and entering your number. You hit save and handed it back to him, feeling a slight thrill as he glanced down to check.

The next thing you heard was the ringtone from your phone, vibrating softly in your bag. He looked up at you, his smile widening.

"Just making sure it wasn't a fake number" He said, knowing his own history of getting a fake number.

"Not my style" You said.

"As much as I'd love to stick around... duty calls. I have to get back to work" He said glancing at his watch.

"I'll call you later though, let me turn that 'maybe' to a yes" He added as he stood up, giving you a lingering look.

With a wink and a confident smile, he left. Leaving you with your coffee and a small, excited flutter in your chest. You watched him disappear into the crowd, already wondering when your phone would light up with his number.

Maybe, just maybe, today's interruption wasn't so bad after all.

- end -

This is a revised version. What a mess, lmaooooo honestly I just changed it all up but it's still a coffee shop au thing. But I'm trying to be active on tumblr, just in case anyone wants to talk or send a request :)))

I hope y'all have an amazing day, absolute love and guidance.

As I said everytime, send in some request and ideas!!

[rose24207]

Beta Squad Bake-Off ft. Lando Norris

Summary: Lando joins the Beta Squad's chaotic baking challenge, where his undeniable chemistry with Y/N leaves everyone questioning who’s simping for whom.

Genre: Humor, fluff

TW: filly (?)

A/N: here’s part 2! English is not my first language. I hope you enjoy is though! Requests are open and welcome!

P1

Masterlist

The Beta Squad kitchen was alive with its usual chaos, the air thick with flour, anticipation, and the distinct smell of impending disaster. The guys were already hyped, buzzing about today’s guest. But for you, today was different. Today was everything.

Lando Norris—Formula 1 star, recent Beta Squad collab, and your not-so-secret crush—was back. And this time, he’d been paired with you for a baking challenge. The same Lando who’d slid into your DMs after your shameless video antics. The same Lando you’d been texting ever since. The same Lando who made your stomach flip every time he popped into your notifications.

You’d convinced yourself it was purely platonic. You had to. But deep down, you knew better.

“Alright, people!” Chunkz clapped his hands as the cameras started rolling. “Today’s challenge is simple: bake a cake. But since this is us, expect flour fights, questionable skills, and maybe a burnt kitchen.”

“Speak for yourself,” Sharky said, adjusting his apron. “I’m going for Gordon Ramsay levels today.”

“Mate, you can’t even boil water without setting off the fire alarm,” AJ shot back.

You were trying to focus, but when Lando walked into the room, all coherent thought left your brain.

Dressed casually in jeans and a black hoodie, his hair slightly tousled, he looked effortlessly cool. He greeted everyone with that signature grin, but when his eyes landed on you, his smile widened.

“Y/N,” he said, his tone teasing. “Ready to redeem yourself after that McLaren trivia fail?”

You felt your cheeks heat instantly. “Listen, Norris,” you shot back, trying to sound confident, “I’m not just good at baking—I’m amazing at it. You’re lucky you’re on my team.”

“Oh, am I?” he teased, leaning against the counter.

The guys immediately picked up on the energy.

“Oi, this is suspicious,” Kenny said, narrowing his eyes at you two. “Why does it feel like they’ve been texting?”

“We have not!” you said quickly, too quickly.

Chunkz raised an eyebrow. “That was defensive.”

“Focus on your own cake, Chunkz,” you muttered, trying to ignore the laughter.

The challenge began, and you took charge immediately.

“Okay, we’re doing a chocolate cake with salted caramel frosting,” you announced, pulling out ingredients. “Lando, start melting the chocolate.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, saluting you with a cheeky grin.

As you worked, the chemistry between you and Lando became impossible to ignore. He followed your instructions diligently, but not without slipping in the occasional flirtatious comment.

“You’re surprisingly good at this,” you said, watching as he carefully measured out sugar.

“I’m full of surprises,” he replied, his tone light but his eyes lingering on you just a second too long.

Across the room, the guys were losing their minds.

“Why is it so... flirty over there?” Niko called out, pointing a whisk at you two.

“Because Y/N can’t control herself,” Sharky said, grinning.

“Excuse me?” you shot back, turning to face them. “I am nothing but professional.”

“Professional simp,” AJ muttered, earning a round of laughter.

Lando smirked, leaning closer to you. “Is this what it’s always like with them?”

“Always,” you said, shaking your head. “But don’t worry, I’m used to it.”

“Good,” he said, his voice dropping slightly. “Because I’m not planning on going easy on you, either.”

You froze for a second, his words sending a jolt of electricity through you.

As the baking continued, the banter escalated.

“Lando, do you know how many times Y/N’s mentioned you in our videos?” Filly asked loudly, his voice full of mischief.

“Filly,” you warned, glaring at him.

“Oh, I need to hear this,” Lando said, turning to you with a raised eyebrow. “How many times, Y/N?”

“Don’t listen to him,” you said quickly.

“It’s gotta be at least 20,” Sharky chimed in.

“More like 50,” AJ added.

You groaned, covering your face with your hands. “You’re all the worst.”

Lando laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I’m flattered, really. But now the pressure’s on—I can’t let you down.”

“You’d better not,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

When it came time to decorate, the chaos reached its peak.

“Why does this look like a murder scene?” Kenny asked, gesturing to Sharky and Niko’s station, where frosting was smeared everywhere.

“Because they don’t know what they’re doing,” you said smugly, putting the finishing touches on your cake.

Your cake was, admittedly, a masterpiece: a perfectly frosted chocolate layer cake drizzled with caramel and topped with edible gold flakes.

“This is... unfair,” Chunkz said, staring at your creation. “How are you two so good at this?”

“Because Y/N’s secretly a professional,” Lando said, stepping back to admire the cake. Then, with a sly grin, he added, “And because I’m great at following instructions.”

“You’re great at everything, aren’t you?” you said without thinking, immediately realizing how it sounded.

The room went silent for a beat before Filly burst out laughing.

“She’s not even hiding it anymore!” he shouted.

You groaned, hiding your face in your hands as the guys erupted into chaos.

When the video finally wrapped, the crew began cleaning up, and the squad fell into their usual post-filming banter. You were wiping down the counter when Lando walked up beside you, holding a slice of your cake.

“Want a bite?” he asked, offering you the fork.

You hesitated for a moment before taking it. “Not bad,” you said, grinning. “Maybe you’re not completely useless in the kitchen.”

“High praise,” he said, his tone light but his eyes serious.

For a moment, the chaos around you faded, and it was just the two of you.

“You’re good at this,” he said softly, gesturing around the kitchen.

“Baking?” you asked, confused.

“No,” he said, shaking his head. “This. Making people laugh. Bringing everyone together.”

Your heart skipped a beat. “Thanks,” you said quietly.

He smiled, his gaze lingering on you. “I’m glad I came today.”

“Me too,” you said, trying not to sound too eager.

Before the moment could get too heavy, Filly’s voice rang out. “Oi, Norris! Stop flirting and help us clean up!”

Lando laughed, stepping back. “Duty calls,” he said, winking at you before walking away.

As you watched him go, you couldn’t help but smile. Because for once, it felt like maybe, just maybe, your shameless simping was leading somewhere real.

Thank you for reading!

For: @ejamo

[teewritessmth]

#Instagram Au (10)

Niko Omilana x f! reader

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y/n.y/l/n he tried putting fake tp tolls in the toilet to prank his dad. He knows who his father is 😆

nikoomilana never thought this day would come, mini ringside pranking me :(

jidion who's the biggest menace now @nikoomilana 😂

shahwer bro thinks he is Tarzan

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y/n.y/l/n Some us time ❤

chunkz yo who babysat?

---nellarose I did, their baby is the sweetest child I swear.

---johnnycarey real stuff man, I was there

---ajshabeel why was you at nella's crib???

---betafan100 YO WTF?!?!

nikoomilana that elevator saw enough for a lifetime 👀

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nikoomilana forever grateful for them

y/n.y/l/n niko jr got jealous in the 2nd pic cause we wore black coats but he got a white one (I promise there was none left in the store I really wanted us to match 😭 but then we finally found one)

---taliamar you're adorable

chunkz heartwarming to see my bros reaching their peak

harrypinero love man, love

Nikofan I literally watched you growing up and now u have a family. God time goes fast.

[shuuuuush]

I NEED YOU [Sharky]

Summary: 24-hour challenge without Y/N. Simple right? Not for Sharky.

Warnings: none

A/N: This was actually going to be the can I kiss you yet fic, but then I had the other idea, and now here we are 😭 if u want, consider this the alternative for that fic.

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"I hate this already."

Sharky groaned as he was supposed to make a video for his channel. The beta squad members give him a 24 hour challenge to complete and if he completes it, they give him £200.

But what he didn't know was that they all agreed to give him the same challenge. 24 hours without you.

When they told him about the challenge, the look on his face said it all. The boys knew he would lose this challenge and they would gain £200. Their evil smirks convinced Sharky that he would probably lose the money. But he would try anyway.

"Seriously? You do realise this is physically impossible. I contact her on a daily basis." Sharky admitted, after they told him about the challenge.

"Exactly! Meaning easy money for us. Or extra money for you if you do manage to complete it. But we all know you won't." Niko laughed as he had a clear evil plan ahead.

Determined to prove them wrong as he can't lose at his own video, he agreed to the challenge. AJ started explaining the rules to him.

"Ok Sharks, this challenge means no Y/N at ALL for 24 hours. No texts, calls, visiting her, hugs, kisses, all that crap etc. You have to survive 24 hours, got it?" As Aj explained it Sharky was already on his phone trying to text you one last time before it started but then Chunkz snatched his phone out of his hand.

"Nope, no phones, Sharky." Chunkz did his famous laugh, and he could tell they were all having fun with this.

"Wait, so does Y/N know about this challenge?" Sharky asked, and when he saw all their faces, he knew the answer before they replied, causing an eye roll from the Somali.

"Nope." The four all laughed, finding it funny how they'll be able to see their friend in misery for 24 hours.

Sharky sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. "You're gonna make me lose my relationship, you know?"

.

.

.

The beta squad boys had taken turns to stay with Sharky and watch him to make sure he doesn't contact you in any way. Or try and escape to visit you.

The first hour, Sharky was fine. "Living life" according to his own words, technically this wasn't the normal amount of time he survives without seeing you.

Walking around the house, munching, playing football with Kenny (even if Kenny wasn't the best at football) as he was the first one over watching him. Doing anything to get his mind off the challenge and make it like a normal day.

Forwarding to the 3rd hour, Niko now was in charge over Sharky and decided to make things a bit more fun compared to the normal routine.

He messed around with Sharky, pretending to call your number to make plans to hang out with everyone but Sharky. Almost grabbing the phone from Niko, he suddenly remembered the challenge and retracted his hand. Laughing in victory Niko teased Sharky as he told him,

"Ohh almost lost the challenge there Sharks!"

"Shut up."

Slightly slouching over in defeat and stomping annoyed back to his room. Maybe a couple of winks will help pass the time, he thought. Not on Niko's watch. He made sure that sleeping was no option to pass time as it was sort of "breaking the rules."

Even though Aj wasn't meant to be helping over to watch Sharky at this hour, since Niko was still in charge, he helped Niko prank Sharky to see if he would lose the challenge. They put a voice recording of your voice from a previous video in one of the rooms.

Aj snickered as he press play on the recorder, hearing your voice throughout the rooms, Sharky stood up. It sounded like you were talking to someone and he almost left his room as quick as possible until he caught Niko and Aj laughing behind the camera.

Rolling his eyes, he said, "I see what you guys were trying to do, you were trying to trick me into going to find her huh? Yeah no."

Seeing as though their plan didn't work, they decided to show Sharky what it was anyway to cure his curiosity. And they went into one of the rooms, and it had the voice recorder with a picture of you on it. That picture was framed and taken from Sharkys desk.

As he looked at your picture, Sharky scratched the back of his neck. Yeah, this challenge is starting to get harder.

Chunkz was watching him now. It had been 5 hours into the challenge currently, and for Sharky, 5 hours is painstakingly long.

They were both in the sitting room, on separate couches though. Taking the camera and focusing it on himself, he spoke quietly so as not to let Chunkz hear him.

"Ok so far, I'll be honest I've done well but I can't take it anymore. 5 hours is too long."

He looked back to make sure Chunkz wasn't listening, he had headphones on and was scrolling through his phone. Sharky was slightly thankful Chunkz really couldn't care less about the challenge as much as Niko and Aj.

"I'm gonna try and sneak out now, hopefully I'll be able to do this." He winked at the camera and slowly got up giving it back to the camera man and walking towards Chunkz as an idea formed in his head.

"Hey man, I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick." Sharky told him, trying to not to look too suspicious.

"Yeah ok, just don't spend the whole video in there." Chunkz replied, waving him off but not taking his eyes off his screen.

Now was Sharkys chance, obviously he couldn't take the camera with him and his phone was still with Chunkz. So he was on his own now.

Going to the bathroom and closing the door, he climbed up the window of the bathroom and out the side of the house. Good thing he brought his car keys because he was about to his car that was parked on the side of the road.

Getting into his car, he thought about the challenge. Losing 200 pounds because he couldn't be away from you for 24 hours? Yeah, he was about to fail that challenge anyway. He needed you right now.

Starting the car and heading down to your house, he was desperate to be in your arms. 5 damn hours he had to suffer without you, he couldn't take it any longer.

Knocking at your door, he took a deep breath. Hopefully, you were at home right now. Hearing the jingling of keys unlocking the door, his worries ceased when he saw your face as you opened the door. He ran up to embrace you in a hug, and he sighed in relief and contentment.

You were confused but hugged him back, slowly closing the door while you were there.

"Sharky, why didn't you answer any of my texts? I was gonna head to your house to see if you wanted to get something to eat together." You asked, still hugging him as you layed your head on his shoulder.

"I was doing a stupid challenge the boys made me do. But it's over now, I'm here with you." He mumbled, closing his eyes as he felt comfortable in your embrace.

Letting go, but still holding his hands, you asked, "What was the challenge about?"

"24 hours without you."

You almost laughed. Of course, they would make Sharky do a challenge like this. You knew they thought that he would fail it, too.

"Well, did you make it?"

"I made it only 5 hours in." Hearing your laughter, he pouted, "Hey! 5 hours is long damn time Y/N."

"And what was the forfeit?" You asked, shaking your head with a small chuckle. You were glad he loved you so much that he didn't want to be away from you for so long.

"£200." He said, annoyed, looking away as he knew that the account money would definitely be gone. "Now, can I kiss you? It's been too long."

"5 hours is not that long but su-"

He didn't care about your answer because he was going to kiss you regardless, and the second he did, you melted into it.

Suddenly, you both heard a knock on the door, and you pulled away, heading towards the door to open it. And you were met with four familiar faces.

"Sharky!" Niko yelled, "You lost the challenge you schmuck, can't even stay away for a day, huh?"

You laughed at Nikos' reaction, and Sharky just placed his hands on his hips and shook his head. The rest of the boys teased Sharky for failing so quickly, but of course, they had to say hello to you and tell you about what a loser Sharky is and how he failed that challenge so badly. (They were joking, but still)

"Alright, alright, that's enough. Get on out of here." Sharky rushed towards the door, got the £200 out of his pocket, and threw it at the lot. They laughed in victory as he just shut the door.

You also laughed and went up to hold him in your arms again.

"You know we could have used that £200 pound for something Sharky, I wouldn't have minded."

He pulled out of your embrace and held your face with both of his hands, looking directly into your eyes,

"I don't need £200. I need you."

Taglist: @b4tasquad, @p3drii , @n1kodl, @elora-k, @slutforpablogavi, @enhacolor

[vctrvn-ls]

Treat Me Better

note: shld I make this a series typa thing? also first time posting not from the app lmao, hopefully this’ll post properly. warnings: swearing, angry sharky (not typical)

wordcount: 1.1k

part 2

part 3

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You slammed the door of your apartment with a low and annoyed groan.

You were wet, freezing, hungry and tired.

With shaking hands and a quivering lip you untied your shoelaces, you didn’t know if you were cold or on the verge of a breakdown.

You dragged your feet from the hallway to the living room couch, not even bothering to take off your soaking wet jeans and socks. 

Another groan left your lips, this time it was more genuine and sad. You curled up on the couch, hugging your knees and screwing your eyes shut, remembering how terribly your day went.

After taking your first set of mock exams this morning, you realized how much you don’t know. And despite all your efforts and sleepless nights of studying, you felt like giving up hope to achieve those high grades you so desired. 

You were just about to rethink how you got caught in a storm with your broken bag and torn umbrella, when you felt your phone buzz. 

You took it out of your back pocket. It was cold and damp, with drops of water smeared on the screen. How was it even working?

You looked at your messages seeing “Sharks ❤️” on the screen. Usually you’d smile, but today it was if you had no energy to do so. Before you could reply, your phone lit up and began vibrating. He was calling you.

“Fuck,” you whispered. After a quick practice of your fake happy voice you answered the call.

“Heeeyy,” you tried to sound as bubbly as you could.

“Hey baby, howd the mocks go?”

You stayed silent.

“I saw you haven’t been online since this morning. You alright?”

“Oh, yeah, yeah I was just,” your eyes darted around as you tried to make up an excuse.

“Just what?”  

“Just…needed to get something done and didn’t have the chance to pick my phone up.” 

“You have any plans for the weekends?”

“Studying. My second set of mocks is on Tuesday.”

“Oh, right.” He sounded a little disappointed “Well I hope everything’s alright. If you feel like it, maybe we can go out tomorrow?”

You let out a sigh. It was more of a breathe than a sigh really, but Sharky misunderstood the tone of your breath and took it in as annoyed.

“Or- Well we don’t have to. I was just making a suggestion…haven’t seen you in ages.” 

You frowned without replying.

After a few seconds of silence you finally said “Could you…come over?” You even sat up, shocked by your spontaneous suggestion.

“…Really?” 

You hummed.

“I-I mean yeah of course I’d love to.”

“It’s late.” You said as if reminding him.

“So? It’s not like I wake up early or I have somewhere to be.”

“Then I’m waiting.” You laid back down.

Half an hour went by and you didn’t even notice. You were so burnt out that you couldn’t even find the motivation to look at least a little presentable for your boyfriend’s arrival. Realization only hit once there was a timid knock on the door.

You cursed under your breathe and got up, walking over to the door, unlocking it.

“You okay, baby?” Was the first thing Sharky said.

“Wha-Do I not look okay?” You got a little irritated by his question.

“N-no I was just asking.”

There was a second of silence. You had a mad look on your face and Sharky could tell something was up.

“Can I maybe come in?” 

You stepped aside with a quiet ‘sorry’.

“You want anything?” You asked.

“Just you.” He smirked as he hung his coat. You rolled your eyes.

“Jeez what’s wrong?” He furrowed his eyebrows.

“Nothings wrong!” You exclaimed, a little louder than you intended to.

He stared with disbelief. He didn’t say a word.

“What?” You leaned forward, feeling stupid under his gaze, which made you even more mad.

“Wha- Okay, is there anything you want to tell me?” He avoided the question that previously got a surprising reaction out of you.

“No?” You replied bitterly.

“Should I go? I don’t really feel welcomed right now.”

“Maybe you should.” You sighed. You didn’t mean that. You really didn’t.

Sharky’s face dropped. He knew he asked the question, but he didn’t think that he would hear what he heard.

“Are you for real?” He raised his eyebrows.

You shrugged.

He scoffed and laughed, looking up and shaking his head “Unbelievable.”

You observed, leaning on the wall with your shoulder and your arms crossed.

“Un-fucking-believeable.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat. You didn’t know if you could handle a fight right now.

“You are so,” he paused, trying to think of the right words “So… annoying.”

“What?” 

“Look, I know you probably had a hard day yeah? And whatever the fuck happened, happened. But if you ask me to come over you should at least tell me! Why am I always here to support you, yet I still get treated like shit most of the time.”

“Sharky I-”

“No you know what,” he raised his hands up “You have a problem. Like some serious issues.”

Your heart dropped. Never in your life have you ever heard Sharky talk to you or to anyone like this. He was pissed. Something you didn’t know Sharky was capable of.

“How the fuck do you expect me to help you through a hard time when you don’t tell me shit?” He whispered.

“I-”

“And when do I finally get the feeling of fulfillment that the relationship I’m in isn’t one-sided? Why are you so abnormally cold all the time? I spend so much time, so much effort to make you feel good, to make you feel loved. Will I ever get that? Will I ever experience that feeling from you? From fucking anyone?”

You opened your mouth to say something, but tears filled your eyes and your throat tightened.

“Oh and you’re gonna cry?” He laughed “YOU!?”

You sniffed and quickly wiped your eyes.

“Great. Amazing. Just great. You know what? I will leave. And I’ll leave leave cause I’m tired. Tired of wasting my energy on you.”

“I didn’t know I was such a burden,” you said in a raspy voice “Didn’t know it took that much effort to love me.”

“Yeah. It fucking does.” He grabbed his coat.

“Fuck you.” The sentence came out more like a question, rather than a confident statement.

“Yeah.” He looked at you with the saddest eyes. The most heart wrenching eyes. Eyes that spoke more than his mean words.

“Sharky, I’m sorry.” You said as if your instincts kicked in and your brain suddenly started working.

“Save it. I dont care how sorry you are. Bye. Have a nice life. And good luck tryna find someone who’ll deal with your bullshit the way I did.” He turned around and slammed the door.

You bit your thumb, sliding down against the wall to the floor.

You weren’t crying or sobbing.

In fact you didn’t make a single noise.

You just stayed there.

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[laufeyslegacy]

Roar

Summary: A dare for a YouTube video changed Sharky's life forever

Song: Pink and White · Frank Ocean

Author’s note: Please like, reblog and share this! 🫶

Word count: 3.0k

Sharky, whose real name was lost to the annals of time and teenage bravado, felt a cold dread prickle his skin. He stood with Chunks and Kenny, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the bustling boardwalk.

They were filming a dare video for their YouTube channel, a tradition that usually involved eating questionable substances or performing mildly embarrassing public stunts. But this… this felt different.

He pulled the folded slip of paper from the box, the flimsy paper feeling suddenly heavy in his hand.

He cleared his throat, the microphone amplifying the sound, and read aloud, his voice wavering slightly, "Go do your roar to the nearest prettiest girl you see."

Chunks and Kenny exploded with laughter. "Ooh, Sharky's gonna get some!" Chunks yelled, slapping him on the back hard enough to make him stumble.

Sharky, despite his nickname, wasn't exactly known for his confidence, especially not with girls. The 'roar' was a stupid, self-deprecating gimmick he used in their videos – a terrible imitation of a shark’s rawr, usually deployed for comedic effect.

The thought of directing it at an actual girl, a pretty one no less, made his stomach churn.

"Come on, Sharky! You gotta do it so we can win this video!" Chunks urged, his face alight with mischievous glee. "Think of the views!"

He knew they were right. This video had the potential to go viral. He just had to swallow his pride, and a whole lot of awkwardness. "Alright," he muttered, the word barely audible. He scanned the crowd, his eyes darting nervously. He already knew who he was going to choose, though. He'd been subtly, almost unconsciously, eyeing her ever since they’d set up their cameras.

She was standing alone near the pier entrance, a figure of quiet composure amidst the chaos of the boardwalk. She had her back to him, but he could see the way the sun caught the highlights in her hair, the delicate curve of her neck.

She was wearing a simple sundress, and the way it moved in the gentle breeze was mesmerizing. She looked like she was waiting for someone, which meant he had to be quick.

Taking a deep breath, Sharky detached himself from the group and started to walk towards her, each step feeling heavier than the last.

His palms were sweating, and he could feel the blood rushing to his face. He could hear Chunks and Kenny's encouraging shouts behind him, but they were fading into a muffled background buzz.

As he got closer, he could see her face. She was even more beautiful than he’d imagined. Her eyes were closed, and she seemed lost in thought.

He almost froze, the absurdity of his mission hitting him full force. He was about to ruin this girl's peaceful afternoon with his stupid 'roar' for the sake of a YouTube video.

He was close enough now. He could smell the faint scent of sunscreen and something floral, and in that moment, he almost turned back. But then he remembered the pressure, the expectation, the chance for viral fame.

He stopped a few feet behind her, cleared his throat again, and launched into his cringeworthy routine. He puffed out his chest, widened his eyes, and let out the most ridiculous, exaggerated "Rawr!" he could muster, complete with flailing arms and a goofy grin.

The girl jumped, startled, and spun around, her eyes wide with surprise. For a moment, she just stared at him, her expression unreadable. Sharky braced himself for the inevitable ridicule.

"I… I'm so sorry," he stammered, his face burning. "It was a dare. For a video. I know it was stupid."

She blinked, then a slow smile spread across her face. "That was… unexpected," she said, her voice soft and melodic.

Sharky couldn't believe it. She wasn't angry? She wasn't laughing at him?

"Yeah, well, sorry about that," he mumbled, shuffling his feet. "I should probably go." He started to turn away, eager to escape the awkwardness he'd created.

"Wait," she said, her hand lightly touching his arm. He froze, his heart pounding in his chest. "What kind of video?"

He hesitated, then explained, "We're Beta Squad. We do stupid challenges and stuff. It's… it's dumb, I know."

Her smile widened. "No, it sounds kind of fun. I'm [Your Name], by the way."

He couldn't believe this was happening. He'd just ruined this girl's afternoon with his ridiculous 'roar,' and now she was introducing herself.

"[Your Name]," he repeated, the name feeling foreign and beautiful on his tongue. "I'm Sharky. Well, not really. It's just a nickname."

"I figured," she said, her eyes twinkling. "So, Sharky, what other ridiculous dares are you going to do today?"

He chuckled, surprised at how easily he was talking to her. "Hopefully none as embarrassing as that one. Unless you want to hear another 'roar'?"

"Maybe later," she said playfully. "So, what were you guys doing here anyway?"

He explained about the dare video, about Beta Squad, about their aspirations for YouTube fame. She listened intently, her eyes never leaving his. He found himself talking more freely than he ever usually did, the initial awkwardness melting away under her genuine interest.

He learned that she was waiting for a friend, who was running late. She was an artist, she told him, and she drew inspiration from the ocean, the people, the vibrant energy of the boardwalk.

As they talked, Sharky forgot all about the cameras, about Chunks and Kenny, about the pressure of the video. He was simply captivated by her presence, by her intelligence, by her kind eyes.

Finally, her friend arrived, a whirlwind of apologies and hurried greetings. [Your Name] turned to Sharky. "It was really nice meeting you, Sharky," she said, her smile genuine. "Good luck with your video."

"You too, [Your Name]," he replied, his heart sinking slightly as she turned to leave. "Maybe… maybe I'll see you around?"

"Maybe," she said, and then she was gone, swallowed by the crowd.

Sharky stood there for a moment, dazed, the boardwalk noises suddenly seeming louder, more intrusive. He walked back to where Chunks and Kenny were waiting, their faces alight with anticipation.

"Dude, what happened?" Chunks asked, clapping him on the shoulder. "You were gone for ages! Did you get her number?"

Sharky shook his head. "No," he said, his voice distracted. "But… I talked to her. For a while."

Kenny grinned. "Well, did you get the shot? Let's see the footage!"

Sharky nodded, but his mind was elsewhere. He knew the footage would be gold for their channel, a moment of pure, unadulterated cringe. But all he could think about was [Your Name], her smile, her voice, the way she had made him feel.

The video went viral, as expected. The 'roar' clip was endlessly shared and memed, bringing Beta Squad a surge of new subscribers.

Sharky was initially thrilled, but as the views climbed, a sense of unease began to settle in. He felt like he had exploited [Your Name], reduced her to a punchline in his stupid online persona.

He couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to apologize, to explain himself properly. He started frequenting the boardwalk, hoping to run into her again. He walked past the pier entrance countless times, his eyes scanning the crowd, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Weeks turned into months, and Sharky began to lose hope. He started avoiding the boardwalk, the memories of his encounter with [Your Name] too painful to bear.

He felt like he had missed his chance, ruined a potential connection for the sake of fleeting online fame.

Sharky adjusted the microphone clipped to his Clean Heartz t-shirt, a nervous energy thrumming through him. On camera, he projected his usual goofy charm, but underneath, his heart hammered against his ribs.

He was doing a solo video, a comedic take on a dating show called “Finding Love,” where he’d supposedly choose a partner based on… well, based on increasingly ridiculous criteria.

The flimsy curtain separating him from the five unseen contestants rustled. He cleared his throat. “Alright, ladies! Welcome to ‘Finding Love with Sharky!’ I’m your host, your future husband, your… well, you get the picture. Let the introductions begin!”

He gestured dramatically. “Contestant Number One, tell us about yourself!”

A clear, confident voice responded, “Hi, I’m Emily, and I’m a doctor.”

“Ooh, a doctor! Impressive!” Sharky quipped, playing to the imagined audience. The Beta Squad boys were probably howling with laughter back in the control room. He could practically hear Chunkz’s booming guffaws.

“Number Two?”

“Hi, I’m Sarah, and I’m a teacher,” came the reply, equally bright and cheerful.

“Teachers are amazing! Shaping the minds of tomorrow!” Sharky exclaimed, laying it on thick. He was a natural showman, even when the show was utter nonsense.

“Number Three?”

“Hi, I’m Catherine, and I’m an entrepreneur,” a slightly more sophisticated voice declared.

Sharky raised an eyebrow. “Entrepreneur, eh? Business savvy! I like it!” He winked at the camera, pretending to be intrigued.

Then came the fourth voice, a melodic, hesitant sound that sent a jolt through him. “Hi, I’m Y/N, and I’m an artist.”

His breath caught in his throat. Y/N? Could it be? The Y/N he’d been searching for, the one who'd haunted his thoughts for months since that chance encounter at the art gallery?

He felt a wave of heat creep up his neck. He could practically feel the laughter bubbling in his earpiece. Chunkz, Niko, and Kenny would be having an absolute field day with his reaction. They knew. They had to know.

It couldn't be her, right? The odds were astronomical. But the voice… the way she said “artist,” with a delicate vibrato… it was undeniably familiar.

He forced himself to focus, reminding himself this was a video, a performance. He needed to keep the charade going, at least for now.

“And finally, Number Five?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Hi, I’m Olivia, and I’m a personal trainer,” the last contestant announced.

Sharky went through the motions, pretending to weigh his options. He asked silly questions about their favourite colours, their opinions on pineapple on pizza, and whether they preferred cats or dogs.

He gave each woman a polite, if somewhat vacant, response. He even unveiled snippets of their clothing, revealing a brightly coloured scarf for Emily, a sensible cardigan for Sarah, a power suit jacket for Catherine, and a… paint-splattered overall strap for Number Four.

He was dying inside. The glimpse of the overall strap only deepened the possibility. Y/N was an artist; overalls were practically part of the uniform.

He had to know.

“Okay, ladies, before we move on to the next round, I have a question for one particular contestant,” he said, trying to sound casual. He could feel the weight of the camera lens boring into him.

He looked directly at the curtain, his heart pounding so hard he thought it might burst. “Number Four, Y/N… have we met before?”

The studio went silent. He could practically hear the collective breath-holding in the control room.

A pause, stretched out and agonizing, followed. Then, a soft, uncertain reply. “Umm… no, I don’t think so.”

The air deflated from Sharky's lungs like a punctured balloon. Disappointment washed over him, a cold and bitter wave. He'd allowed hope to bloom, and now it withered before his eyes.

He plastered a fake smile on his face. “Okay! Just thought I recognized your voice. Maybe I’m just psychic!” He forced a laugh that died in his throat.

The video continued, a blur of ridiculous challenges and manufactured drama. He asked them to impersonate animals, to describe their ideal dates.

He went through the motions, asking the questions, making the obligatory jokes, but his mind was elsewhere, replaying the conversation, searching for any hint that he was wrong.

Was he really just imagining it? Had he built up this encounter in his head to something it wasn’t?

Chunks, Kenny, and Niko dutifully played their parts, chiming in with commentary, roasting his fashion choices, and occasionally offering their own questionable dating advice. He zoned out, only vaguely aware of their banter.

Round and round they went, the reveals became a little more revealing, the challenges a little sillier.

Chunks eliminated Number One, who had insisted on communicating exclusively through animal noises.

Kenny sent Number Three packing after her insistence that her ideal date involved taxidermy.

Niko, with a look of pure disgust, eliminated Number Two, who confessed to eating pizza with a fork and knife.

Finally, it was down to Number Four, Y/N, and Number Five, Olivia. He barely registered Olivia's presence, his focus entirely consumed by the hope that maybe, just maybe, he had been right about Y/N.

"Okay, can you two ladies come out and stand with me," Sharky asked, trying to inject some enthusiasm into his voice.

He watched their shoes walk around the curtain, the small scuff marks on Y/N’s worn sneakers sending a jolt of recognition through him. He saw Olivia first, a bubbly blonde with bright blue eyes and a practiced smile. Then…

His heart jumped. It was you. Y/N. He recognized the curve of your jaw, the way your hair framed your face, the subtle freckles dusting your nose. It was definitely you.

He couldn’t stop the grin spreading across his face. He went to hug Olivia, offering a quick, polite squeeze.

Then he turned to you, and the hug lingered. Just a little longer than necessary, a silent acknowledgment of something unspoken.

"First thing I have to ask, Y/N, didn't we meet before?" he asked, unable to contain the excitement bubbling inside him.

You hesitated, your eyes darting towards the crew. “Yeah, we have, but…” you stopped, pointing at your earpiece, "your friends made me lie so it wasn't obvious."

"No way! I genuinely thought I was losing my mind," Sharky said, laughing, the sound genuine and relieved. "So, what, they set this up?"

"Pretty much," you said, a small, apologetic smile playing on your lips. "Sorry!"

"Sorry?" Sharky exclaimed, feigning offense. "This is the best thing that's happened all day! I thought I was going crazy!" He looked over at the crew, shaking his head in disbelief. "They actually pulled it off."

He still had to play the game, to maintain the illusion of choice. He asked you and Olivia two more questions, innocuous things about your hobbies and aspirations, trying to gauge how well you would fit into his life.

You answered perfectly, your responses witty, insightful, and surprisingly genuine.

Olivia answered well too, but his mind was already made up.

"Well now I have to pick the winner of the 'Finding Love with Sharky'," he said, drawing out the words for dramatic effect. He looked from Olivia to you, pretending to weigh his options. "This is a tough one. Both of you are amazing. You're funny, intelligent…" he paused, glancing at you again, a silent promise in his eyes.

"But… I have to be honest. There's something… a connection, maybe, that I feel with one of you. And that person is…" he paused again, milking the moment for all it was worth. "Y/N!"

A collective gasp rippled through the crew. Olivia managed a gracious smile, but he could see the disappointment in her eyes.

He felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly overshadowed by the warmth spreading through him as you looked at him, a hint of surprise and something akin to intrigue flickering in your eyes.

He hugged Olivia quickly, offering a few words of thanks and encouragement before she left the set, leaving you and him standing awkwardly in the artificial glow of the studio lights.

He stepped forward and hugged you again, a proper hug this time, a hug that conveyed relief, excitement, and a burgeoning sense of… something more. He pulled back slightly, searching your face.

"Well this is the end of ‘Finding Love with Sharky’," he said, the words feeling strangely inadequate. "Y/N? Is there anything you want to say?"

You pointed towards the camera, a mischievous glint in your eyes. "Play the trailer!"

The screen went black. The lights came back up. Sharky was staring at you, a mixture of amusement and utter bewilderment etched on his face.

"So," he said, turning to face you, "tell me everything. How long have they been planning this? Did they bribe you with free pizza?"

You laughed, the sound lighter and more musical than he remembered. "It's been in the works for a few weeks. They tracked me down through the coffee shop where we met. And yes, there was pizza involved."

"Clever bastards," Sharky said, shaking his head, still amazed by the elaborate scheme. "But… why? Why go through all this trouble?"

You hesitated, looking down at your hands. "They said… they said you've been a bit down lately. And they thought… well, they thought maybe this would cheer you up. And maybe… maybe they saw something between us at the coffee shop that we didn't."

Sharky stared at you, the realization dawning. His friends, despite their constant teasing and ridiculous antics, genuinely cared about him. And maybe, just maybe, they were right.

"What did you think?" he asked, his voice suddenly low, almost vulnerable.

You looked up, meeting his gaze. "About the free pizza? Amazing. About the show? Utter chaos. About you?" You paused, a slow smile spreading across your face. "Intriguing."

He chuckled, a genuine, heartfelt sound. "Intriguing, huh? That's… better than I expected. So, intriguing enough to… I don't know… grab another pizza? Without the cameras?"

"Intriguing enough," you confirmed, your eyes sparkling.

A collective cheer erupted from the crew, breaking the intimate bubble that had formed between you and Sharky. His best friend, Liam, came bounding over, slapping him on the back.

"See, Sharky? We told you! We're matchmakers extraordinaire!"

"You're manipulative puppeteers who probably broke several labor laws," Sharky retorted, but the affection in his voice was unmistakable. He turned back to you. "So, pizza? Tonight?"

"I'd love that."

[speedybeta]

Being the sixth member of Beta squad

PART 2 , MASTERLIST 𖦹ׂ 𓈒 ／ ⋆ ۪

A/n This was inspired by another post I saw so if it sounds like I'm copying I'm not I just got inspired by them. The reader is female in this. Also sorry if this doesn't sound accurate I tried my best. There's nothing romantic in this I view this as a platonic post but you could view it however you want. Sorry if this is cringe

Let's say you joined beta squad when it first started. Maybe you know Sharky for a long time and we're introduced to the others then instantly clicked

At first you were hesitant when you were invited to join. But you made the decision to join, which changed your life forever

They weren't friends they were family to you

They'd always look out for you like you were their little sister

You had a bond with each and one of them. You would hang out off camera and talk to them whenever

So much teasing

If you're the youngest they'd sometimes joke about it regarding the age

If you're shorter than AJ you both get teased and made fun of

If you're taller, my gosh AJ would be an absolute joke of the group for being shorter than you

They are all overprotective and view you as a little sister. They want you to be safe and want what's best for you

Maybe they had a little crush on you before..

Being close friends with Nella, Darkest and Filly. You all are good friends

You and Chunkz are the duo who cooks with each other.

You, Kenny, and Sharky being the duo in the jungle video that makes the video 10x entertaining

Niko and you are absolutely hilarious together and people fear you both for your pranks and the type of content you both make

You and Aj being the ones who get teased the most

But you and AJ sometimes have a violation battle over the stupidest things

Your Kenny's number one support. You'd work out with him and keep him company during his training and encourage him

Chunkz and you are super loud and chaotic. But he sometimes brings you around to his family dinners and lets you hang out with his family

Sharky's sisters love you. I imagined you doing Shakira's makeup on stream before

Also feel like AJ is more comfortable with you and will sometimes hug you (like in the mukbang video where he was hugging Chunkz when Sharky was laughing at him almost drowning )

They'd never do anything without you

They would never admit it but they're your biggest supporters and would give you their honest opinions about decisions you make

They definitely would try to be annoying commenting rude things on your Instagram posts

Them being rude to you as a joke but fans take it seriously and make dramatic edits about it. (Just like the AJ edits but 10x dramatic)

When you all lived together you would always cook for them so they wouldn't always order take out everyday

They loved your cooking and sometimes show up to your house uninvited just for you to cook for them

Unless you're a bad cook, I could imagine you attempting to cook but end up burning the food. Which leads to them making fun of you for it and it becomes a huge joke

You and Harry pinaro having the worst relationship ever to the point where people actually think you two hate each other

You two don't get along (I love/hate Harry)

In the weakest link videos I feel like you'd get the hardest questions since everyone knows you have the most intelligence out of all of them

Sometimes when a person collaborates with the channel and they end up flirting and the boys would either tease or get weirded out

I feel like they'd tease depending on the person

If it was stormzy, KSI, or anyone else they'd definitely get weirded out by it

If it was Trent they'd tease you about it till the day you die. They'd bring it up in almost every sports related conversation or video.

You being the mom of the group and making sure everyone is okay. You'd text them everyday to make sure they're doing fine

Since you're a fan favorite and have good video ideas, they like to hear your opinion in videos since you're actually smart and your videos get a lot of views.

Chunkz gets jealous over the fact your Smarter than him

Unless your dumb

you win come dine with me and Niko gets absolutely so upset that you won over him. He accused you of cheating and supposedly hiring someone to cook the meals you made

Them calling you for advice before dates and advice about girls in general. They come to you when they need help with any life situations since they know they could trust you

(Niko definitely would ask u advice if his girlfriend ever got mad at him)

Speaking of his girlfriend, you two are best friends.

if you ever got in a relationship they'd do a full integration on them

They want what's best for you. They have to know what type of person you're dating and need to know if they're treating you right. It's their job to make sure their friend is happy and in a healthy relationship. Especially if you're like a sister to them

If you're ever feeling down they do anything to try to make you laugh or brighten up your mood

Imagine filming the box video with amp

You leaving the box after AJ left since you landed on leave the box. But you genuinely felt like Niko had a better chance at winning since he won the first one

But if one of the amp members flirts with you they'd get weirded out and annoyed because everyone knows how amp is (love amp though especially Chris & agent)

I don't say they would be jealous, they just feel like they should protect you from getting your heart broken

Or maybe they do get jealous (up to you to decide)

In the cooking video for amp channel let's say you and Duke teamed up (sorry filly)

Duke is Duke so obviously he flirted with you trying to get your number and use his cringe "rizz" on you

But before the video, you, Chris, and Davis had a conversation. You gave them advice, out of all the amp members they connected with you the most

But the amp cook off was chaotic especially with you

You actually tried for half the challenge before giving up and just having fun. It was better to just entertain the viewers instead of actually trying to win

You decided to annoy everyone by moving their stuff

I imagine you, aj, fanum, and Niko get in an argument and start throwing flour each other

you and Duke losing which leads to you threatening the person who switched out everyone's cakes

you and Niko both manage the beta squad Instagram and tiktok since you know all the popular trends

Even though everyone is behind Instagram and tiktok, you are mostly the one posting on it, and the one who replies to comments

Niko and you are both know for being menaces and immature. Especially when you two are filming together, you both make the most craziest pranks. Your friendship with him is so adorable and wholesome. You both always joke around and add on to each other's jokes to make it more funny. Always having laugh attacks with him.

You and Chunkz are literally the duo who randomly burst into a song together. You two both send songs to each other and both show a huge interest in music. I like to imagine you and Chunkz going on a drive or just hanging out to sing to music. You two also know a lot of people and are the ones who know a lot of celebrities. You two are the ones who message famous people to Collab with the Beta squad.

You and AJ love hating on each other, even though he'll leave positive messages on your Instagram to be funny, he bashes you and insults you at the same time. It's a bit confusing at times to tell if you're completing each other or insulting. But you two never get offended and know when to stop.

Man, you and Kenny have such a bond. You were his biggest supporter during his Boxing matches and Practices. If you love to work out or get exercise, you both go to the gym together or you'll go on diets with him so he won't be alone. He always goes to you for advice on girls. You two laugh at the random things and can't take anything serious. You and him always are always whispering things to each other during filming.

Sharky and you are known to laugh so hard where you can't even breathe. You two laugh in serious situations and always look at each other before bursting out laughing. He likes to drag you outside for a walk and just listen to music with each other. Similar to Chunkz, he sends you songs that he thinks you'll like.

overall the boys are grateful for you and everything you've done for them. You're like family to them. They all love you. They are family, not just a friend group to you. They love you and always will.

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Note: Uhm so I'm working on a Niko agnst fic so please give me ideas for it because I'm kinda concerned on if it isn't good enough

I hope this is good!! I tried my best 😭 I had fun writing this since I wish for a friend group like them and always imagined what it would be like to be in the beta squad. I might make a part two but idk yet 💚 I kinda rushed the ending and put random things down. Lmk if I should add something or you have any suggestions or headcanons I should make

[aalanahh0]

How the beta squad boys would react to like someone hitting on you and making you feel uncomfortable.

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warnings : nothinggg

A\N : based on this request happy readinggg!!!!!!

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Niko Omilana

First of all, he would notice IMMEDIATELY. Your eyes darting everywhere, fiddling with your fingers, your usually cheerful adorable (donkey/invisible/ jack frost meme for me) laugh replaced by a nervous one.

How he'd step into the situation ?

"Excuse me, me and my girlfriend need to go somewhere."

Intonation on girlfriend. No talking just straight up leaving before it eventually leads to somewhere else, a bad somewhere.

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King Kenny

HE'D BEAT THAT BITCH ASS OF A NIGGA U- kidding, obviously. Have you seen this cutie patootie ? He may be a boxer but with this adorable ass smile, he wouldn't hurt a soul, unless the opposition doesn't comply.

How he'd step into the situation ?

"Hi, so I don't know if you notice but you're making my wife uncomfortable, so it'd be very nice if you left her alone, thank you."

He'd ask nicely but kept a stern face. If the creepy, non-teeth-washing stranger wouldn't leave and defend himself he'd put a scary face on and clarify the terms, then leave.

AFTERMATH

"Wait, you called me your wife ?"

"Yeah, why ? Did that make you uncomfortable ?"

"Nah, nah. I like it." You said with a smug smile on your face.

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Sharky

I don't think he'd even catch someone flirting with you, he'll always have some sort of touch upon you like, linking pinkies (AWW I LOVE DOING THAT MAN), holding hands or his arm draped over your shoulders. But IF, IIIIFFFF a situation where he HAD to let you go for a sec, and a uneducated, spongebob stinky sound effect elf of a stranger came up to you and exhaled his barfy breath all over you, he'd keep calm and handle the situation.

How he'd step into the situation ?

"Um, excuse, this is my girlfriend, and it disturbs me very much that you talk to her that way, so I'm gonna ask you to leave, please."

Don't think I need to add much here, pretty much said the info needed upstairs 😼😼

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AJ

WAIT THAT WOULD BE SO AWKS AND FUNNY THOUGH- He'd be so sarcastic like,

"Oh where are we going on Saturday?"

OR

"Want me to give you a number ? Ok. Hmm...0, bye !"

You'd be left in TEARSSS after that hilarious interaction.

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Chunkz

Umm..idk plz don't bully me 😭😭 BUT if I could really think about it, he would be EXTREMELY straightforward and direct.

How he'd step into the situation ?

"Nope, sorry, she's taken."

Do a lil smile, take your hand then leave..LIKE NOTHING ELSE OR ATLEAST THAT I CAN THINK ABOUT

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A\N : yall alr know what I'm gonna say bro IT TOOK SO LONNGG THOO FR FR BUT I hope you like it, anon !!!!

[gyalwtf]

growing up with sharmarke mohamud, <3

guys please request beta squad fics!!

Details ; Sharly × fem!reader, she's a few months younger than him, and definitely way shorter. The numbers represent ages!!

Warnings ; not really a warning but i based their school years off of mine from when i was younger, so im not sure if this is accurate.

Sharmarke Mohamud — or the name everyone has known him as, Sharky, has been your friend for life. I mean, you've always known him, and you don't remember a time where you didn't know who he was, he's just kind of always been there.

07,

You and Sharky were introduced to each other at such a young age, and got used to each other's presence so fast, but as little kids, of course you also bickered a lot. “Mommy!! Sharky took my toy!” You cried to your mom, who was chatting happily to his mom. Sharky looked so panicked, he didn't want to get snitched on! You quickly ran to your mom, whining to her as you hugged her, Sharky hurriedly following. His mom laughed, along with yours as she consoled you. Sharky's mom told him to stop being mean to you and to give it back, to which he frowned at getting into trouble, he wasn't really, but he did give it back.

Muttering an apology, your mom then saying for you to accept it and forgive him, and you of course listened to her. You hugged your toy, as you hesitantly went back to playing with Sharky, still kind of mad, but in no time you forgot about your earlier tears and instead enjoyed playing with him.

13,

Both of you had ended up as classmates for this school year, and unfortunately your desks had ended up quite close to each other, eh being friends for over five years now just meant you talked to each other more. It was currently a rainy day and the school didn't want the students going out and getting wet, so they chose to confine everyone in their classrooms in break, much to the students' dismay.

You and Sharky were both talking while sitting on your desks. You were eating your lunch, but sadly, Sharky forgot his today. “Do you not have any food?” You asked, only just now noticing that he had no food.

He said no, to which you replied with, “Want some of mine?” Hearing your words, he blushed, and laid his face on his desk, kind of flustered at the offer. It was just a friendly gesture, you didn't want him to starve after all, so why was he blushing? Seems like he developed feelings before you did.

17,

Watching him yap about football was so comforting for some reason. You just loved to hear him talk so passionately about his interests, and he loved that you would listen. Looking up at him as he spoke gave your stomach butterflies, there was once a time that you were the same height, now he was much taller than you and he still had a bit to grow taller. You just got so enveloped in watching him talk, that his words went in one ear and went out the other. You got out of that daze though and upon realizing you didn't comprehend his words, you asked him, “Sorry Sharks, repeat that again please?”

and he, of course, repeated. Little did you know that he loved listening to your voice just as much, or maybe even more than you loved listening to him, both of you could talk endlessly with each other. From that moment, he was 100% sure.

20,

You smiled as Sharky brought up that he started a youtube channel, under the name ‘afcsharky’ with you promising to subscribe and to watch his first video, which was a FIFA one. As promised, you watched it fully and supported him the best you could with his videos, with him being so happy that you were his first supporter.

A few years back, you started to realize that he was more than just your best friend, and you vowed to yourself that you were to support him with everything he did, and whichever path he took. So, of course, you wanted to be with him as he started this new era in his life.

27,

Sharky was currently on stream, with you joining him. The two of you were watching his subscriber count, waiting for it to reach one million. His channel, which was now just ‘sharky’ was about to reach one million, and he wanted you to be the one with him when it happened.

You were smiling from ear to ear out of happiness when he called you, so excited to reach one million and he eagerly asked you to come on stream with him when it happened, which you, of course, accepted. He was sitting on his gaming chair while you stood up, waiting as you both watched as the subscriber count was 999,998 and then 999,999 and then one million! When that happened, he smiled, he was so proud of himself, and you were even more proud. You instantly hugged him tightly when it happened, being much more expressive of your happiness.

28,

The two of you were currently on a date, well neither of you officially called it a date, but in your head, it was. He picked you up, his mom taught him well of course, giving you countless compliments that you blushed at. The two of you were having dinner, having so much fun. Reminiscing and laughing about your silly childhood memories, and there wasn't a moment without happiness. Sadly, you both finished dinner and had to go home, with the two of you paying, and him wanting to be a gentleman, but you also wanting to pay, agreed on 60/40, which satisfied the two of you and he drove you back home.

Once you both reached there, he walked with you to the door, even if it was a short distance, he still wanted to anyway, and before you went into your house, he stopped you. He told you, “y/n? Do you mind waiting for a second, i wanna tell you something.” He says, his nervousness evident, and you also started to get nervous. You nod and he takes a deep breath and confesses, “y/n, you've been with me since we were little, and you've always been supporting me no matter what I did. I really appreciate you, and i'm so grateful for you being with me all these years, and I've wanted to say for so long, that I really really like you. You're so sweet, beautiful, gorgeous, kind and all the other compliments in the book, and I wanted to ask. Will you give me the honor of being your boyfriend?"

While he's saying his words, you could feel yourself blushing, you had no idea that he would like you back. A smile forms on your face as you happily answer, “Yes, yes! Of course, Sharky!” you exclaim as you hug him, with you continuing with a, “if you will take me to be your girlfriend,” to which he hugs you back tightly, relieved that you didn't reject him and he said of course to your question. You pull apart to look at him, he was so much taller than you, and he hesitantly asked, “Can I kiss you?” you nodded and said yes very quickly, as he pulled you into a sweet kiss.

He was so happy to finally be able to call you his, he had feelings for you ever since you were kids after all, and he prayed that he would one day be able to marry you. Being determined to do so ever since he was 17, and now he was one step closer to his goal.

You vowed to yourself all those years ago that you would be his number one supporter, following him through every path, and what just happened reassured you that he would do the same. Oh how happy you were to finally be able to officially call him your boyfriend.

© gyalwtf 2024 - please do not repost, translate or copy any of my works on other platforms without permission.

[chunkzdeluluwife]

𝘿𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙔𝙤𝙪 ~ 𝘼𝙅 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙡

Your best friend AJ gets into a fight to defend you.

Warnings: fighting, kissing, swearing‼️ ( it’s a little long but I swear it’s worth it )

You were in the living room with your friend Brandon, who had come over to hang out. However, things took a turn when he started making you feel uneasy, "accidentally" brushing your hand and placing his hand on your lap.

As AJ was coming downstairs, he noticed the discomfort on your face.

Using the nickname he gave you, he said, "Hey, stink, what's going on?" as he sat beside you, draping an arm over your shoulder. Brandon, visibly annoyed by AJ's presence, frowned.

"Just... hanging," you said, giving a clear sign that you were uncomfortable.

AJ caught on and noticed that you were uneasy; he could tell Brandon was making you feel uncomfortable. He pulled you closer to him by your waist as he gave Brandon the "cut it out" look.

But Brandon didn't get the hint. He put his hand on your knee, softly rubbing it.

"Hey guys," you said, lightly pushing Brandon's hand away from your knee.

"Why don't we play a board game?"

"Yeah, great idea," AJ said, still mad from seeing Brandon's hand touching you. Brandon gave you a dirty look before he spoke, "Yeah, sure, what game do you want to play?"

You stood up to look at the board games. "Ummm, we have The Game of Life, Uno, or Candy Land."

Brandon scoffed at the options. "Those are so lame." AJ rolled his eyes at his friend before looking at the board games. "Candy Land sounds good. Let's play that one.”

Brandon didn't say anything, though he didn't seem pleased by the choice of game.

"Well, sorry you think they're lame, Brandon. They're some of my favorites," you said, chuckling as you set up the game.

AJ chuckled as he helped set up the game with you. He knew how much you loved these games, and the fact that Brandon called them lame annoyed him. Brandon muttered quietly "Whatever." He just crossed his arms and waited for the game to start.

"Okay, are we ready to start?"

"Yeah, I'm ready," AJ said, looking at Brandon to see if he was ready too.

Brandon grumbled quietly, "Yeah, let's just get this over with."

The three of you started playing the game, and AJ seemed to be enjoying it, but Brandon was still grumbling and complaining about the game. AJ could tell that you were getting annoyed by Brandon's attitude, but he didn't want to start anything. Instead, he tried to focus on the game and keep things lighthearted.

"I have a better idea than this game-7 minutes in heaven, me and Yn first," Brandon said, smirking.

AJ immediately felt himself get angrier as soon as Brandon suggested the idea. He clenched his fists but tried to keep it together.

"No way, man," AJ said through gritted teeth. "That's not happening."

"Brandon, I think you should go home," you said quietly.

Brandon's smirk faded as he heard your suggestion. He looked at you with an annoyed expression and spoke, "Why should I go home? I thought we were hanging out."

AJ stood up and walked over to Brandon; he couldn't take his attitude anymore.

"Dude, you've been disrespecting her and acting like a creep the entire time you've been here AJ said, his voice hardening. "You need to leave."

"No way," Brandon said. “Yn why are you letting him control what we do?"

AJ clenched his fists even tighter, ready to lash out at him.

"This has nothing to do with controlling anyone," AJ snapped back. "It's about respecting boundaries and making sure she feels comfortable. And you clearly don't care about that."

"I'm both of your friends. I don't see the problem," Brandon said. He stood up and took a step closer to you. "And why aren't you saying anything?"

The mood grew tense as Brandon got closer to you. AJ stepped between the two of you, ready to defend you if necessary.

"Back off, man," AJ warned. "She doesn't need to say anything. You're the one causing problems."

"Move out of the way, short boy," Brandon said to AJ.

AJ's anger flared even more as Brandon tried to push him aside.

"Don't call me that," AJ snapped, his voice low and dangerous. "And I'm not moving. You're the one who needs to leave before I make you."

"Do you want to fight or something? I thought we were friends."

AJ gritted his teeth, his patience wearing thin.

"We're supposed to be friends," he said through clenched teeth. "But friends don't act like you do. They respect each other and respect boundaries."

AJ pointed a finger at Brandon, his eyes filled with anger. "If you don't leave now, I swear I'll make you."

"Then let's fight, you fucking bitch."

The anger in AJ's eyes intensified as he heard Brandon's words. He took a step closer, his fists clenched at his sides.

"You really want to do this?" AJ said, his voice low and dangerous. "I'll take you on."

"Guys, let's stop," you said worriedly.

AJ's heart softened at your pleading voice. His anger was replaced with worry for you. He knew you hated confrontations. He took a deep breath, his clenched fists slowly unclenching.

"Alright, calm down," he said, looking at Brandon. "We don't have to fight."

"Ugh, you pussy," Brandon said as he swung his fist at AJ's face.

Despite trying to de-escalate the situation, the unexpected blow caught AJ off guard. He stumbled backward as pain shot through his face. He touched his face gingerly, anger and pain replacing his previous demeanor.

"You son of a bitch," he spat, charging forward and tackling Brandon to the ground.

"Oh fuck," you said, running to get your phone to call for help.

AJ and Brandon continued to fight, fists flying and grunts of pain filling the air. It was a chaotic scene as the two boys rolled on the ground, each trying to gain the upper hand. As you ran to get your phone, you heard the sound of crashing and muffled swearing.

You first called the cops, telling them about the situation with your two friends fighting, and then you called Niko, AJ's best friend, who knew how to handle any situation.

As you called the cops and Niko, the fighting continued. The sound of punches and grunts echoed through the room, mixed with the occasional thud as one boy tackled the other.

Within minutes, the sounds of sirens could be heard in the distance, growing louder as the police got closer to your house.

You couldn't bear to look at the guys fighting on your floor, where there was probably blood and scattered items.

The sight of your once peaceful home now turned into a chaotic mess was overwhelming. Items were scattered everywhere, and the sight of blood and your two friends fighting made your heart ache. The sound of approaching sirens grew louder, signaling the arrival of the police, who were coming to break up the fight.

The fighting continued and got louder as the two boys struggled, each trying to pin the other down. When the police arrived, they burst through the front door and immediately took in the chaotic scene. They quickly separated AJ and Brandon, shouting at them to calm down and stop fighting.

The two boys were roughly pushed apart by the police. Both AJ and Brandon were breathing heavily, their faces bloodied and bruised. The room was a mess, and the officers glanced around, absorbing the disarray.

One of the officers approached you, noticing your worried expression. “Are you the one who called us?” he asked.

“Yes, I did. I’m Yn,” you replied.

The officer gave you a reassuring smile. “We appreciate the call. Can you tell us what happened here?”

“Brandon was acting weird the whole time we were hanging out,” you explained. “He asked me to do something sexual, and when I refused, AJ defended me. But then Brandon got physical and punched AJ.”

The officer listened intently as you recounted the events, his expression growing more serious. “Alright, I see,” he said, taking notes in a small notebook. “So, Brandon was making unwanted advances and became aggressive when his advances were rejected?”

“Yes, that’s what happened.”

The officer nodded, jotting down a few more notes before looking back up at you. “And who is AJ? The one who was defending you?”

“He’s my best friend.”

The officer nodded again, continuing to write in his notebook. “Alright, we’ll need to speak with him as well. Can you point him out to us?”

You pointed him out among the two boys, who stood beaten and bruised.

The officer followed your direction and spotted AJ, who was looking battered from the fight. He approached him, a serious look on his face. “Are you AJ?” he asked, confirming his identity.

AJ nodded, his voice hoarse. “Yes, that’s me.”

The officer wrote down a few more details. “I need to ask you a few questions,” he said. “Can you tell me what led up to the fight?”

AJ took a deep breath, wincing as he did so. “We were hanging out at Yn’s place,” he explained. “And Brandon was making her uncomfortable. He was being weird and crossing boundaries.”

The officer nodded, listening closely. “And what happened next?”

“I tried to defend her,” AJ said. “I told him to back off and respect her boundaries. But Brandon didn’t listen and threw the first punch.”

The officer made a few more notes. “I understand,” he said. “And then the fight escalated?”

“Yeah, it did,” AJ confirmed. “We started fighting, and things got out of control.”

The officer nodded, continuing to take down AJ’s statement. “Alright, I think I have enough information for now,” he said. “We’ll need to take a statement from Brandon as well.”

Just then, Niko arrived at Yn’s house, looking shocked.

Niko walked into the chaotic scene, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of the bloodied and beaten boys and the scattered items on the floor. “What the hell happened here?” he asked, looking around in disbelief.

You led Niko out of the house and explained the situation.

Niko listened intently as you told him about what had unfolded. Anger flashed in his eyes when he heard about Brandon’s inappropriate behavior and the ensuing fight. “That jerk,” he muttered, clenching his fists. “I can’t believe Brandon would do that to you. How are you holding up?”

“I’m fine, really, just worried about AJ,” you said, glancing back at the door.

Niko placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder. “AJ is tough,” he said confidently. “He can handle himself. He was just defending you.”

“Besides,” Niko added with a smirk, “Brandon got it worse, didn��t he?”

“I was too scared to look,” you said, laughing.

Niko chuckled along with you, but his expression softened. “Hey, you don’t have to be scared,” he said. “AJ can take care of himself. He’s been in worse fights before.”

“Jeez, don’t remind me of his fights,” you said, walking back into the house to check on AJ.

Niko chuckled again as he followed you. He knew AJ had a history of getting into scraps, but he also knew his best friend was good at defending himself. As you both walked back into the living room, Niko spotted AJ sitting on the couch, looking roughed up but overall alright.

AJ looked up as you and Niko walked in. He managed a weak smile, his face still bruised and battered. “Hey,” he greeted you, his voice hoarse.

“You okay?” you asked, sitting down on the couch beside him and grabbing his hand.

AJ squeezed your hand back, his grip weak but reassuring. “I’ll be fine,” he promised. “Nothing a few ice packs can’t fix.”

Niko stood off to the side, watching the interaction between you and AJ with a smirk on his face.

“I was worried, you know.”

AJ’s expression softened as he looked at you. “I know,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry you had to see that. I didn’t want things to get out of control like that.”

“Niko, what are you doing here?” AJ asked.

Niko chuckled, crossing his arms. “I heard what went down and had to come check on my best friend,” he said, grinning. “Looks like things got pretty intense in here.”

“Yeah, it’s going to be pretty intense for me to clean up,” you said, laughing.

AJ chuckled weakly, wincing slightly as he did so. “Sorry about the mess,” he said apologetically. “We kind of made a wreck in here.”

Niko chimed in, still smirking. “Yeah, looks like a hurricane went through here.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at Niko’s remark, picturing the chaotic scene before you. AJ rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, very funny,” he said dryly, but a hint of a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

“If you’re okay to leave with the police, we can go get you some medicine at the doctor.”

AJ nodded, wincing as he moved to get up from the couch. “Yeah, I’m good to go,” he said, standing up with a grimace. “I could use some medicine for the throbbing pain.”

“Yeah, alright,” you said, and then heard a “Hey Yn!” yell from Brandon, who was standing in the kitchen with the police, now in cuffs.

You turned your head toward the kitchen where Brandon was being held by the police. He called out your name, and you felt a pang of anxiety in your chest. AJ’s grip on your hand tightened, his protective instincts kicking in. Niko stepped closer to you as well, ready to defend you if needed.

The police officer gave Brandon a warning look, but he seemingly ignored it and kept talking.

Brandon shot a glare at AJ, who stood by your side, before addressing you again. “I need to talk to you,” he said, his voice full of entitlement.

“I think we’re good, Brandon.”

Brandon’s expression hardened as you spoke, clearly unhappy with your response. He strained against the cuffs, trying to make his way toward you. “No, I’m not done talking,” he insisted, his voice rising. “I need to talk to you, alone.”

“Maybe another day,” you said, walking away.

Brandon looked at you with a mix of anger and desperation, frustrated that you wouldn’t give him the attention he felt he deserved. “You can’t just walk away! I’m not done talking to you!” he called after you. The police officer intervened, restraining Brandon and trying to calm him down.

You jumped in the car and drove AJ to the clinic with Niko tagging along.

The ride to the clinic was mostly silent, save for the sound of AJ’s occasional winces of pain. Niko sat in the backseat, stealing sidelong glances at you and AJ every now and then, noticing the concern etched on your face.

As you arrived at the clinic, you helped AJ out of the car and guided him into the waiting room. The receptionist took one look at the state of his face and immediately ushered you to a private room. Niko stayed nearby, watching quietly as the doctor examined AJ and administered some medicine for his pain.

The doctor looked over AJ’s injuries, checking his face and other areas where he took the brunt of the hits. “You got yourself into quite the fight, didn’t you?” the doctor remarked as he applied some ointment to a particularly nasty cut on AJ’s forehead.

“Not one your girlfriend would approve of,” the doctor said, looking at you.

You felt the heat creeping up your cheeks at the doctor’s comment and couldn’t help but glance over at Niko and AJ, who were both silently watching you.

AJ chuckled weakly, wincing as the doctor dabbed more ointment on his face. Niko, on the other hand, smirked, clearly enjoying the flustered expression on your face.

The doctor, oblivious to your actual relationship status with AJ, continued to chat with you, making assumptive comments regarding your supposed relationship. “So, how long have you two been together?” he asked, as he wrapped a bandage around AJ’s bruised knuckles.

“We’ve been friends for 9 years.”

The doctor looked surprised, his eyebrows raising in mild surprise. “Oh, I see,” he said, seemingly confused. “You’re just friends?”

He finished wrapping the bandage on AJ’s knuckles and looked at you with a somewhat perplexed expression. “I just assumed, given how he’s defending you and how concerned you look,” he added, gesturing toward AJ, who was quietly sitting on the examination table.

You looked at AJ, but he was looking down.

AJ kept his gaze fixated on the floor, seemingly lost in thought. He didn’t seem to want to engage in the conversation about your relationship, preferring to let you answer the doctor’s questions.

Niko, who had been quietly observing the exchange, chuckled silently. He knew the truth about your relationship with AJ and found the doctor’s assumptions amusing.

“Well, here is his ointment, and make sure to change his bandages. This is the pain medicine he will be taking for the next week. You’re free to go,” said the doctor.

The doctor handed you a small paper bag containing the ointment and prescription medication for AJ. Niko stepped forward as you helped AJ off the examination table, ready to drive you all back home.

“Thanks, Doc,” AJ said hoarsely, his voice still raw from the earlier fight.

The doctor nodded, his eyebrows furrowing together as he spoke. “Take it easy the next few days. I’d advise avoiding any more fights.”

“Easier said than done,” AJ replied with a lopsided grin, wincing slightly as he did so. Niko chuckled beside you, shaking his head amusedly.

As they walked back to the car, you said, “AJ, are you okay going back to your house alone, or do you want to stay with me or Niko?”

AJ considered your question for a moment, his expression thoughtful as he weighed his options. He looked over at Niko, who had an eyebrow raised, waiting curiously for his answer. Then he looked back at you, his gaze lingering on your face. “Can I stay over at your place?” he asked finally, his voice carrying a hint of vulnerability.

“Wow, you don’t want to stay with your best friend?” Niko said.

AJ chuckled weakly, rolling his eyes at Niko. “I’m tired and bruised, and I know she’ll take better care of me than you will,” he said jokingly, gesturing toward you.

“Okay then, let’s go back home so Niko can pick up his car,” you said, getting in the driver’s seat.

Niko mock-pouted, feigning offense. “I’ll have you know I can be very nurturing,” he protested lightheartedly. AJ snickered as he slid into the passenger seat beside you.

As you all reached home, Niko said his goodbyes and drove back home. Then you and AJ walked into the big mess of his second home.

As you and AJ entered his place, you were struck by the disarray that had resulted from the earlier fight. The remnants of the struggle were still visible, with scattered items on the floor and signs of furniture being knocked over. AJ winced visibly as he looked around at the mess. “Sorry about this,” he apologized quietly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“It’s fine,” Yn said. “You can sleep in my bed tonight, and I’ll treat you in there.”

AJ looked at you, his expression softening at your offer.

“You sure?” he asked, his voice a bit raspy. “I don’t want to kick you out of your bed.”

“You’re more important right now; it’ll be fine,” Yn said, guiding AJ to her bed.

AJ followed you obediently, wincing slightly with every step as his body still ached from the earlier fight. He plopped onto your bed, a tired sigh escaping his lips.

He leaned back against the pillows, wincing as he shifted to a more comfortable position. His expression was a mixture of fatigue, pain, and a hint of vulnerability. It was clear that the events of the night had taken a toll on him.

“Are you too tired to eat anything, or do you want some soup?”

AJ thought for a moment, considering his stomach. Despite his weary state, he was feeling a bit hungry. “Some soup would be great,” he said quietly, his voice hoarse. “But only if it’s not too much trouble.”

“You’re good, AJ,” Yn said, giving him a light kiss on the cheek as she walked out of the room to make him some soup.

As you left the room, heading to the kitchen, AJ’s hand instinctively reached up to touch his cheek where your lips had just grazed him. A slight smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He settled back against the pillows, his heart rate slightly higher than before.

Ever since high school, AJ had harbored feelings for you. But the fear of ruining the strong bond that you had built as best friends over the years held him back from expressing his true emotions. He valued your friendship immensely and didn’t want to risk losing it by confessing his love.

Around 15 minutes later, Yn came back with the soup. “Here, eat up,” she said, sitting on the bed with the bowl in her hand and a spoon in the other, pointing it to his mouth.

AJ shifted a little, sitting up straighter against the pillows as you approached with the soup. He opened his mouth obediently as you fed him the first spoonful. The soup’s warmth soothed his sore throat, and he swallowed gratefully. “Thanks,” he mumbled quietly, his eyes meeting yours.

“Mhm,” Yn continued to feed him until the bowl was empty, then placed it on the bedside table.

With the bowl now empty, you placed it on the bedside table, your attention returning to AJ, who was now settling back against the pillows. He looked a bit more relaxed and at ease now, his earlier tension fading away. However, you still noticed a hint of discomfort on his face.

“You have some pajamas that you left here the last time you spent the night. Do you want to wear them?”

AJ nodded slightly, his voice still raspy as he replied, “Yeah, that’d be good,” he said quietly. “These clothes I’m currently wearing aren’t the most comfortable for sleeping in.”

You stood up from the bed and headed to your closet, searching for the pajamas that AJ had left behind on his previous stay. After a moment, you found them folded neatly: a comfortable pair of soft flannel pants and a loose-fitting shirt.

You brought the pajamas back to the bed, handing them over to AJ. “Here you go,” you said. “These should be more comfortable.”

“Do you need help putting them on?”

AJ considered your offer for a moment, his pride slightly reluctant to accept help. However, the pain and exhaustion from the day’s events were weighing heavily on him, making it difficult for him to move freely without wincing. He let out a small sigh and nodded. “Yeah, I think I do,” he admitted sheepishly.

You sat on the edge of the bed next to AJ, helping him carefully remove his current clothes. He winced slightly as you aided him, the movement causing pain to flare up in his bruised body.

Once he was undressed, you helped him put on the soft pajama pants first, followed by the loose-fitting shirt. The material felt cool and comfortable against his skin, and he let out a small sigh of relief as he settled back against the pillows.

“Thanks,” he muttered, his voice a bit hoarse. He adjusted his position slightly, trying to find a comfortable spot that would alleviate some of the pain in his bruised body.

“Okay, I’ll be back. I’m just going to change and get ready for bed.”

AJ nodded, watching as you headed out of the room to change into your own pajamas. Despite his weary state, his heart was still pounding from the feeling of your close proximity earlier when you helped him change.

He tried to steady his breathing as he waited for you to return, his thoughts swirling with a mixture of fatigue, pain, and the lingering emotions he felt for you.

Yn came back with her pink nightgown on and her face freshly washed. “Do you need anything before I go sleep on the couch?”

AJ looked at you as you entered the room, his eyes taking in your appearance in your nightdress. A pang of disappointment shot through him as you mentioned sleeping on the couch. He shook his head slightly, a hint of pleading in his eyes. “Stay,” he said quietly, his voice rough. “Can’t you sleep in here?”

“With you?”

AJ nodded slightly, his expression earnest. “Yeah, with me.” Despite his pain and fatigue, there was a hint of desperation in his eyes, a desire to have you close by his side.

“Umm, okay,” she said, turning off the lights and crawling beside him.

As you turned off the lights and climbed into bed beside AJ, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. The comfort of your presence next to him was both soothing and stirring, causing his heart rate to pick up again.

He shifted a little, his body still aching, and looked over at you in the dim light.

With you so close to him, AJ felt a wave of emotions wash over him. The warmth of your body next to him, the scent of your hair, and the memory of your touch earlier all combined to make his heart beat faster. His eyes searched your face in the dim light, and he swallowed hard before finally speaking. “I need to tell you something,” he whispered, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper.

“Tell me,” Yn said, turning to him.

AJ took a deep breath, his heart drumming loudly in his chest. “I… I have feelings for you,” he confessed quietly. “More than just friends. For a long time.” He clenched his fists, his eyes never leaving your face, trying to gauge your reaction to his confession.

The silence in the room was deafening as he waited anxiously for your response. The pain in his bruised body seemed to fade into the background as he focused all his attention on your reaction to his confession.

“AJ, really?”

AJ’s breath caught in his chest as you spoke, his heart clenching nervously. He nodded slowly, keeping his gaze locked with yours. “Yes, really,” he replied hoarsely. “I’ve been feeling this way for a while now, but I was always too scared to tell you.”

“Well, I’m glad you did,” she said, leaning in to kiss him.

AJ’s eyes widened slightly as you leaned in to kiss him. His heart skipped a beat as your lips met his, a mixture of surprise and relief flooding through him. He returned the kiss hungrily, his hands moving to gently cup your face. Despite his bruised and battered body, the pain was momentarily forgotten as the world around them seemed to melt away.

Yn pulled away. “I’ve liked you ever since we became friends.”

AJ’s eyes searched your face, a mixture of bewilderment and joy etched on his features. “You have?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “All this time… you felt the same way too?”

“Mhm,” she laughed.

AJ let out a disbelieving chuckle, a warm smile spreading across his face. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing; you had liked him all this time. His hand reached up to brush a strand of hair away from your face, his touch gentle yet filled with affection. “Why didn’t you say something?” he asked, his eyes softening as he looked at you.

“Well, of course, I was too scared to say anything.”

AJ nodded, his expression understanding and compassionate. “I know the feeling,” he admitted, his smile filled with a mixture of amusement and affection. “I was scared too.” He let out a small sigh, his body shifting a little closer to yours. “We’re idiots, you know that?” he said with a weary chuckle.

“I guess so. We know each other so well but couldn’t spot when we liked each other,” Yn said, laughing.

AJ chuckled in agreement, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “And look at us now. Finally confessing to each other in the middle of the night with bruised bodies,” he said, shaking his head softly.

“I can’t believe you guys fought today. All that mess in my house.”

AJ winced slightly as he remembered the fight, guilt creeping into his expression. “I’m sorry about that,” he apologized. “I didn’t mean for it to get so out of hand. I just…” His voice trailed off, his jaw clenching as he thought about the reason for the fight.

“It’s fine. I should be saying thank you, honestly. You protected me.”

AJ smiled weakly, his eyes softening as he looked at you. “Of course I’d protect you,” he said quietly. “I care about you a lot.” He reached out and took your hand in his, his fingers lacing gently with yours.

“Well, don’t do it all the time. I don’t like to see you in pain,” she laughed, holding on to AJ’s hand and bringing it up to her lips to kiss his bruised knuckles.

AJ chuckled softly, wincing only slightly as you gently kissed his bruised knuckles. “No promises, princess,” he teased, his thumb lightly stroking the back of your hand. He paused for a moment, his expression turning more serious. “I’ll always protect you, even if it means getting battered and bruised. I can’t help it.”

“Alright, stink, let’s go to bed.”

AJ chuckled at your nickname for him, a small smile still on his lips. “Yeah, let’s go to bed,” he agreed, shifting slightly to get comfortable. His body was still aching, but the pain didn’t seem as overwhelming now that you were close. “Goodnight, princess,” he murmured as he closed his eyes, still holding onto your hand.

“Goodnight, AJ.”

AJ drifted off to sleep, his hand still holding onto yours. His breathing stabilized, and his face softened as tiredness took over. The room was silent except for the soft sounds of his steady breathing.

[manlikeazi]

Late nights - Chunkz

Chunkz with his busy schedule didn’t seem like a problem. Despite your understanding, the lonely evenings and his unfulfilled promises began to weigh on you.

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Dating a person with a busy schedule wasn't really a bad idea, not until he cancels dates, he misses events, coming home tired and sometimes not having enough energy to give you attention.

It's not that you didn't understand him, it's just that it happened too many times than you can count on your fingers. You always forgave him when this happens because you couldn't really blame him for having a busy schedule.

Dinner and spending time together for the rest of the night was promised to you by your boyfriend. You understand he's got a crazy busy schedule, but him missing every single one of your date nights?

Not even bothering that the both of you should go out to a fancy restaurant because of the many paparazzi possibly following him whenever he goes. You also understand his situation, you always did because it's the only choice you got.

Waiting for him to come home, you already sent him a message one hour ago and still, no response yet. The last message he sent you was 2 hours ago when he told you that he'll be home late, again.

Giving up, you tidied up the food on the table, putting them to the fridge, saving them for later so, when he comes home hungry he can just heat it up in the microwave.

You went to your shared bedroom and grabbing the perfect hoodie that makes you look like wearing and oversized to wear from your boyfriend's closet just to at least feel his comfort and pretend that he's with you even if he's not here.

Grabbing an ice cream from the freezer and settling yourself in the couch watching netflix alone, waiting for your boyfriend to come home. The thought of his safety was still on the back of your head but you believed that nothing will happen to him.

You watched tv shows that are trending online and finding it amusing. Later on, you didn't realized yourself slowly dozing off and falling asleep on the couch.

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Waking up, your sleep was disturbed by the sound near you, rubbing your eyes then looking around and finding yourself not in place where you slept.

Instead finding yourself laying in bed, next to your boyfriend.

"Did I wake you? I'm sorry" Chunkz said when he noticed you move around, lowering the volume of his phone.

Did he really picked me up and brought me here to bed? And I didn't noticed it?!?

You didn't say anything, instead you moved closer to him and he placed his phone to the bedside table and happily embraced you, hugging you back, basically cuddling each other.

"I'm sorry for missing dinner, you know I didn't mean it" Chunkz apologized once again and pressed a kiss on your forehead affectionately.

You understand him, you can always just reschedule it for another time. The more important thing is he's home with you safe and sound.

"Still, you owe me that date night" You said smirking, as you buried your face to his neck, relaxing in his presence. Even though you're not looking at his expression, you can still feel him smiling.

"I'll make it happen this time, even if I need to move schedules for it" he said with a small laugh. Absentmindedly stroking your hair with his hand, playing with the strands.

"You better do" You said with a smile, all the doubts and worries going away from your mind. Being so comfortable that you're feeling yourself back to being sleepy again.

"You. You really are the one for me" was the last thing you heard from him before completely drifting off to sleeping next to the person you love and absolutely adore.

And you hope it stays this way

- end -

I really need some Chunkz appreciation!!!

Seriously, cause he's fine and people should realize that. Also, I need more fics abt him for the Chunkz girlies!!

If u see a mistake or something, tell me yunoo

[nikoomilanaswife]

Jealousy - Niko Omilana

Niko gets jealous when you go on a date with another man

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warnings: just kissing

You and Niko had been best friends since childhood, growing up in the same neighborhood and attending the same school for most of your lives. Although you had your fair share of playful arguments and competition, you also shared a very strong bond.

Niko had always been a jokester and a prankster, never taking anything too seriously. But over the past few weeks, you had noticed a subtle change in his demeanor around you. Instead of playful banter, he seemed to be more attentive, listening to your stories and offering advice when you needed it. It was as if he had become more aware of your presence, and it made your heart flutter whenever his gaze met yours.

As you sat together, eating lunch at your kitchen table, you couldn't help but notice how Niko's eyes seemed to linger on you more than usual.

"Hey, Niko, there's something I've been meaning to tell you..." You cleared your throat.

Niko put down his fork and turned his full attention to you, his eyebrows raised in curiosity. "Go on," he urged, his voice gentle.

Taking a deep breath, you continued, "I met someone."

As soon as the words left your lips, Niko's expression changed. His eyes widened slightly, and his lips parted in surprise. He quickly masked his initial reaction and put on a smile.

"Oh, is that so?" he said nonchalantly, trying to hide the tension in his voice. "Tell me about him. What's he like?" He leaned back against the chair, trying to appear as unbothered as possible.

"Well, he's nice," you began, trying to play it cool. "We've been talking for a while now, and he asked me out on a date." You waited for Niko's reaction, unsure of what to expect.

"That's great!" Niko said, his voice a little too enthusiastic. "Where are you guys going for your date?" He leaned forward, trying to hide the jealousy that surged through him. The thought of you with someone else was making him feel things he couldn't quite understand. He wanted to be happy for you, but he also couldn't shake the feeling that he wanted to be the one taking you out.

"We're going to this new Italian restaurant that just opened up downtown," you replied, oblivious to the inner turmoil Niko was experiencing. "I'm excited to try it out."

There was a moment of silence as Niko digested the information. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way, but he couldn't help it. The thought of you with someone else was driving him crazy.

"Well," Niko said, trying to mask his emotions, "I hope you have a great time. Just make sure he treats you right, okay?" He forced a smile, his tone playful but with an hint of possessiveness.

You nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Thanks, Niko. I appreciate it. And don't worry, if he doesn't, I'll make sure to let you know." You chuckled, patting his shoulder. "You're my best friend, after all. There's no way I'll let some guy mess with me, right?"

The word "best friend" formed a lump in his throat. He swallowed hard, trying to push down all of the emotions. It was clear that his feelings for you ran deeper than friendship, but he wasn't sure how to express them.

So,he just nodded, trying to hide his emotions. "Exactly. You know I've always got your back."

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A week had passed since confessing to Niko about your date, and the day had finally arrived. You were getting ready for your dinner at the Italian restaurant. As you put on your favorite dress and applied some makeup, your mind drifted to Niko. You wondered how he was doing because it seemed like he had been avoiding you these past few days. But you quickly pushed those thoughts aside, reminding yourself that tonight was about you and your date.

Your date, Alex, arrived at your doorstep just on time. He was a brunette, with hazel eyes and slightly taller than you, unlike Niko who was almost a whole foot taller.A small bouquet of flowers was held in his hand as well.

"You look beautiful," he said, handing you the flowers. "Thank you," you replied, a smile gracing your lips.

As you drove to the restaurant, you couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves. You were determined to enjoy the evening, regardless of the lingering thoughts of Niko in the back of your mind.

Throughout the dinner, Alex proved to be quite charming and engaging. He made you laugh with his jokes and kept the conversation flowing smoothly. You found yourself enjoying his company, even though you still couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing,more like someone.

After dinner, he suggested a walk by the river to digest the meal you just shared.

Once you reached the riverbank, you and Alex found a quiet spot to sit and talk. Alex turned to you, his gaze intense. "I had a great time tonight," he said, reaching for your hand. "And I want to be honest with you about something." Your heart skipped a beat, wondering what he was about to say. "Sure," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

Alex took a deep breath and looked you straight in the eyes. "I really like you," he confessed. "I know we just met, but I feel something special between us." Your heart fluttered at his words, but a small part of you couldn't ignore the thought of Niko. You felt conflicted, torn between the chemistry you had with Alex and the friendship you shared with Niko.

Before you could respond, your phone buzzed with a message. You glanced down at the screen and saw it was Niko. You felt guilty for even thinking about him while on a date with Alex. Alex noticed your hesitation and gently asked, "Is everything alright?" You couldn't help but wonder why Niko had contacted you, especially since he had been distant since hearing about your date. You considered ignoring the message and focusing on Alex, but curiosity got the better of you.

You excused yourself and stepped away to check Niko's message. To your surprise, it read, "I know you're on your date right now, but can we talk? It's urgent." Your heart sank as you read the message. You kept on wondering what could be so urgent that Niko needed to reach out to you at this moment. You glanced back at Alex, who was patiently waiting for you. Part of you wanted to ignore Niko's message and return to Alex, but the uncertainty of what was going on was getting worse.

You typed a quick response to Niko, letting him know that you couldn't talk right now as you were on a date with Alex. You took a deep breath and walked back to Alex's side, a mixture of emotions swirling within you.

"Everything okay?" he asked, a bit of concern on his face. You nodded, trying to mask your unease. "Yeah, just my best friend. I told him I couldn't talk right now." Deep down,you yearned to know what was going on, but you also didn't want to ruin your evening with Alex.

The two of you continued walking along the riverbank. Despite the beautiful view, your mind kept wandering back to Niko and his urgent message. You couldn't help but feel guilty for thinking about him while still being on this date with Alex. You knew you needed to make a decision about where your feelings truly lie.

As the date came to an end, Alex walked you back to your doorstep. The air was filled with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. You couldn't deny the spark between you two, but your thoughts still lingered on Niko. Before leaving, Alex gently cupped your cheek and leaned in, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss.

The kiss was tender and sweet,nothing that special. But as your lips met, your mind instantly drifted back to Niko. Your heart felt confused and torn. You pulled away, gazing into Alex's eyes, unsure of what to make of your emotions. He sensed your hesitation and stepped back, giving you some space. He smiled softly, understanding the turmoil you were experiencing. "I'll give you some time to think," he said, his voice gentle.

You nodded, grateful for his understanding. "Thank you. I really did have a great time tonight."

You watched as Alex walked away, your mind still preoccupied with thoughts of Niko and the urgent message he had sent you earlier. You couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, and now you wanted to know what was going on. As you entered your home, you opened Niko's message once again.

You decided to call him, hoping to find out what was so urgent. After a few rings, Niko finally picked up, his voice filled with a mix of frustration and worry.

"Y/N, I need to talk to you. Now." His tone was urgent and demanding.

You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for whatever Niko had to say. "Alright, I'm listening. What's going on?" You leaned against the wall, your heart pounding in anticipation. You could sense Niko's tension through the phone. He paused for a moment before finally speaking.

His voice dropped slightly as he replied, "I can't talk about it over the phone, Y/N. Can I please come over? It's important. I really need to see you."

You couldn't ignore the emotion in his voice, and your curiosity got the better of you.

"Okay, come over. I'll be waiting." You responded and after that you hung up the call. Part of you was still torn between Niko and Alex, but Niko's insistence had ignited a fire within you. You waited anxiously for him to arrive, wondering what could have made him reach out to you so urgently.

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About 20 minutes later, a knock came from the door. You opened it, finding Niko standing there, visibly distraught. Without thinking, he pulled you into a tight hug, his arms wrapped around you as if he needed your support to stay on his feet. You could feel the tension and emotion radiating from his body.

Niko's embrace tightened, and before you could process what was happening, he leaned back slightly, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and longing. He looked into your eyes, his voice soft yet passionate. "Y/N, I can't hold this in any longer. I need..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Niko's emotions overcame him. Without even thinking, he pulled you back into his arms and captured your lips in an intense, passionate kiss. The world around you seemed to fade away immediately as he poured his heart and soul into the moment.

The kiss was filled with raw emotion, years of suppressed feelings finally getting released . Niko's lips moved hungrily against yours, as if he had been waiting for this moment for an eternity. You found yourself clinging to him, feeling a mix of surprise and excitement. Part of you couldn't believe what was happening, while another part of you had always longed for this moment.

After what felt like an eternity, Niko finally pulled away. His tall frame hovering over you as his breathing ragged, and his grip on you steady.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice filled with vulnerability. "I couldn't hold back anymore. Please forgive me."

The kiss had been unexpected, but somehow felt right. You didn't know what it meant for your friendship or for Alex, but at this moment, all that mattered was that undeniable connection between the two of you.

You had just shared an intense kiss with Niko, who had been your childhood best friend all these years, yet you had been on a date with Alex just moments earlier. The lines between friendship and romance were blurred, leaving you more confused than ever. Niko gazed at you with a mix of hope and uncertainty, waiting for your response.

You took a moment to regain your composure, staring into Niko's eyes. "Niko," you began, your voice trembling slightly, "I don't know what to say. This is all so unexpected. But...that kiss...it felt..."

"It felt right," he finished for you, his voice filled with certainty. "I've been wrestling with my feelings for so long, but I can't deny them anymore. Seeing you go on a date with him, it broke my heart. I realized that I've been denying my true feelings for you, and I can't keep doing that. I need you to know the truth, Y/N."

Niko gently cupped your cheek, his touch tender and reassuring. "Please say something," he pleaded, his voice laced with vulnerability. "I know this is confusing, but I couldn't handle the thought of you being with someone else without knowing how deeply I care for you."

You couldn't find the right words to express your swirling emotions. The weight of his confession and the passionate kiss still lingering on your lips overwhelmed you.

Instead of speaking, you did the only thing that felt natural in that moment. You leaned in and gently captured Niko's lips in another kiss, pouring all the uncertainty, desire, and hope into it.

In the heat of the moment, Niko's hands gently tilted your head back, deepening the kiss. A low growl escaped from his throat as his lips moved more urgently against yours. Your fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him even closer. The kiss became passionate and intense, fueled by the pent-up emotions that had been building for so long.

Your bodies pressed closer together, seeking more of that connection. Niko's embrace was both possessive and tender, as if pouring years of longing into that one kiss. You felt a surge of desire and vulnerability, surrendering to the overwhelming passion that consumed both of you. The world outside faded away as your lips melded together in a fiery exchange of emotions.

Finally, the need for air forced you to break the kiss, but you remained in each other's embrace, gasping for breath. Niko gently traced his fingers along your jawline, his eyes filled with a mix of awe and tenderness.

"Y/N," he whispered, his voice filled with raw emotion, "I can't go back to how things were before. I can't just be your friend when my heart yearns for so much more."

You looked up at Niko, your heart racing, as you realized that after this moment everything had changed. There was no going back now. In that moment, you couldn't imagine going back to the way things were either. Without a word, you nodded, silently conveying your agreement and acceptance of the new reality.

Niko gently pressed his forehead against yours. "We'll figure it out together," he whispered. "But right now, I just want to hold you and never let go."

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I kinda love the way this turned out to be honest, hope yall liked it as much as i did❤️

[teewritessmth]

My Pretty Boy

(Niko Omilana x f! reader)

Summary : Don't compliment him too much, he's rather shy.

Warnings : None

"How the hell do you look so good?? You're drinking water for fuck's sake..."

Your husband grins at your statement, wiping his lips with the back of his hand and softly kissing your forehead.

"I'm being serious you know, it isn't fair. You're actually so handsome and attractive and pretty-"

"Babe, pretty?"

He questions, flustered by the array of compliments but confused at the use of a particular one.

"Yeah, why not. I mean, have you seen yourself? Your eyes are big and round, your nose is the perfect shape and your skin is so soft-"

You tiptoe and wrap your arms around his neck, leaving soft kisses on his cheeks and pecking his lips.

"But my favourite thing about you are your lips, I could kiss you all day you know?"

Niko looks deep into your eyes as he squeezes your waist lightly, tenderly hugging you and burying his head into your shoulder.

You hum in contentment, swaying in his embrace.

"Niko, Oh my god-"

Your husband picks you up and puts you on the counter, locking you between his arms. He tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ears and caresses your face with his thumb.

You rest your hands on his chest, slowly sliding them upwards to cup his face. You didn't lie, that man was beautiful.

You pull him closer as your lips connect, you can feel him murmering 'I love yous'. God, that man loved sticking to his age old habit.

You smile against his lips, kissing him softly. He frowns as you pull away, a small pout taking place.

"You didn't say I love you back.."

"Well you gotta kiss me again then."

"Deal."

What a amazingly productive afternoon in the Omilana household.

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Thank you @ajdefender for forcing me to write this. I love u.

Y'all forgive me this is short.