#I NEED MY GROCERY STORE MAN TO OFFICIALLY DATE ME NOW PLEASE….. GIVE ME A SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE OUT

[bisexualbaibe]

i’m good at telling when people are flirting but then i start to overthink and i’m pretty sure being saccharinely nice in response to any potentially flirting is nottt the way to go because they just take that to mean i’m flirting back even if i’m just trying not to be a bitch….

[aomine-ryo]

Please do a scenario for the GOM reacting to their figure skater gf. Thank you 💜 I love your blog btw, its nice to see that the knb fandom is still alive. My heart is patiently waiting for a season 4 huhuhu 😭

Omg i will die if there’s ever a season 4. Also this was such a cute idea and I made Kise’s one so long and tbh it’s a concept for a wholeass fic lmao. Anyways, hope you like it xx

Scenario: GOM with a figure skater s/o

Kise

You and Kise had only been dating for a few weeks so there was still so much to learn about each other. Everyday there was something new that he learned about you that made him fall in love with you more and more. Even the smallest little things about you sparked his interest. Just the other day, he had a whole moment when he found out you liked the same cereal as he did.

Of course, him finding out you did figure skating elicited a bigger reaction from him than just liking the same cereal. It was just another Tuesday for you when your school day finally approached it’s end. Just you were heading out the school gates, you spotted your boyfriend standing and waving with a big smile on his face.

“Ryouta!” you squealed as you ran into his arms. “What are you doing here?” you questioned, not used to seeing him here since he was in a different school.

“I came to surprise my lovely girlfriend and invite her on a date of course,” he replied sweetly.

“Oh,” you said, your smile faltering as your shoulders dropped in evident disappointment. “I appreciate it, but I actually have practice today.”

“Practice?” Kise furrowed his brows. “Practice for what?”

“I have figure skating practice today. I usually head to the rink after sch—“

“You figure skate?” Kise exclaimed rather loudly; you were quite sure the whole street heard him.

“Yeah I do,” you giggled at his excitement.

“Y/N-cchi, how come you never told me? Can I watch your practice?” he asked, wide-eyed.

“You really want to watch? It can get a bit boring,” you asked.

“Of course I want to watch!” he beamed as he took your hand in his. “Lead the way.”

Grabbing a snack from a grocery store on the way, the two of you headed to the rink, where your coach was waiting for you.

“Woah, you get this while place to yourself?” Kise said breathlessly when you entered the chilly arena with skates in one hand and Kise’s palm in the other.

“Sometimes other people train here too, but today seems like it’s just me,” you shrugged.

You and Kise moved to the stands so you could get your skates on before you got onto the ice. After warming up for a bit, your coach went over your usual drills before you began to rehearse your routine that you were practicing for an upcoming competition.

Meanwhile, Kise was watching you wait nothing but intrigue in his amber eyes. Even while you were just doing your exercises, he found you absolutely graceful. Needless to say, when he finally saw the routine, he was over the moon. He had to hold himself back from hooting and cheering during it in case that threw you off. He was so excited in fact, that he had moved from his seat in the stands to the area right by the rink so he could get a closer look. His eyes never left you for even a moment.

Once your practice was over, you skated over to the edge where Kise was bent over the rails. “Well, boring isn’t it?” You said to him.

“Are you kidding me? You’re mesmerising! My Y/N-cchi is so talented,” he said, stealing a quick kiss from your lips.

Caught up in the moment, you didn’t notice your coach make his way over to you two. “You must be Kise,” he said, holding his hand out for the blonde to shake.

“Yes I am. Y/N-cchi’s been talking about me, haven’t you?” Kise inferred, throwing you a cheeky grin.

“Y/N’s mentioned you a fair few times,” your coach chuckled. “It’s your first time here isn’t it?”

“Yeah it is,” Kise nodded.

“Well, Y/N seems to do much better when you’re here. You should visit more often,” your coach said, making you want to crawl in a hole out of embarrassment.

“Is that so? I’ll do that for sure,” Kise laughed. “I was thinking that I should pick up ice skating too— just casually though.”

“Really?” you asked, eyes lighting up.

“Yeah, we could do a routine together if you’re up for it. Let me get the basics down first though,” Kise suggested.

“I can give you a few pointers if you need any. If I think your routine is good enough, maybe I’ll enter you two in a competition,” your coach said.

You were excited now; Kise was a quick learner so there was no doubt that you’d be practicing with him in no time.

A few months went by and Kise was attending almost all of your practices with you. He’d gotten quite good at it too— there were still a few falls that were absolutely hilarious because he’d whine every time, but for the most part he was much better than most amateurs.

Your coach was very amused by his progress too. “A basketball player and a figure skater in one— you don’t see that often,” he’d chuckle.

Figure skating was never something Kise saw himself doing. But looking at how beautiful you looked when you skated, an eagerness was lit up in him. No matter how hard he’d practice, he knew he’d never match up to you. There was something about the way you moved so gracefully that made him feel like whatever he attempted was inferior. He wasn’t complaining though— he was doing this for fun after all. Plus getting to see you move like that was a privilege enough.

Moreover, skating with you allowed him to spend even more time with you, and that time only increased when you two got serious about your routine as partners. Neither of you were expecting to win the competition, but you were certainly having fun in the process.

Eventually the day came where you were in an official arena with Kise. Sliding onto the ice with someone was a strange feeling as someone who was used to competing individually. In a way, it was reassuring. Kise held your hand tight as you got into position in the centre of the rink.

“Ryouta, I’m actually kinda nervous,” you muttered to him.

Honey eyes looked at you softly as your hand was squeezed even tighter. “Don’t be— I’m here with you, every step of the way,” he whispered. “Besides, you can’t possibly look worse than me.”

You felt the tension ease a little as you let out a giggle. “If we go down we go down together, I guess,” you shrugged, the idea bringing you a strange comfort.

“Exactly,” Kise smiled. He looked to the side and spotted the technician giving you two a thumbs up. “You ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you replied.

Kise nodded in confirmation before letting go of your hand and getting into position. “We got this.”

Midorima

Midorima loves you; he loves everything you do. Even if you murdered someone, he’d probably still love you (though he’d probably scold you while he helps you hide the body— but let’s not get into the specifics of that). Needless to say, he absolutely adored watching you skate.

Midorima is a busy person though, so it’s hard for him to find time to watch you as much as he’d like. Every time he did get the chance though, he was absolutely mesmerised, as though he was experiencing it for the first time all over again.

He’d never forget the first time he saw you skate though. You’d just begun dating and you had a competition that you invited him to. He wanted to meet up with you before it started, but his basketball practice ran on for longer than he expected. For a moment, he thought he’d miss it all together, but after a quick train ride and a lot of running, he made it just in time for your slot.

Admittedly, Midorima was really unfamiliar with figure skating. He told himself that he’d read into it since you were a skater yourself, but he never got the chance to. He made his way into the crowded stands and found himself a seat, feeling rather out of place considering he was still in his bright orange tracksuit. He didn’t dwell on it for too long though because his attention was quickly drawn to the ice that you were gliding onto.

For a fleeting moment, his jaw dropped. You looked gorgeous. The confidence you seemed to have as you got into position was a side of you he’d never seen before. It was like a different person altogether. Your name was announced in the speakers, eliciting a cheer from the crowd following by a small chatter that snapped him out of his trance for a moment. The music began to play and the crowd died down as all eyes were on you.

Right off the bat, you moved with purpose. Blades gliding on the sleek ice with such grace as your body swayed to the music. The moment you landed your first triple axel, Midorima was sure of it— this was your element. Completely lost in your routine, Midorima’s breath was taken away. And when it finally ended with a loud cheer from the crowd, he was left amazed. When his horoscope placed Cancer in first that day, he didn’t think he’d be so lucky to see something this gorgeous, but here he was.

He quickly rushed down the stands to meet up with you the moment he pulled himself together. As you were taking your skates off, you spotted him approaching you almost immediately— I mean, how can you not notice the 6 foot tall, green-haired man?

Your face lit up in an instant as you ran over to him barefooted and leaped into his arms. “Shin! You made it!” you exclaimed in glee.

“Well, I couldn’t miss a performance that good, now could I?” he said with a soft smile as he hugged you tight.

“You liked it? It wasn’t really my best score, but it’s up there,” you said, composing yourself and pulling away from him.

“I don’t really understand the scoring system, but you were phenomenal— really. I could watch you do that all day if I could,” he said genuinely.

“I don’t think I have the stamina to be skating like that all day,” you giggled. “But thank you, it means a lot.”

After that day, Midorima did his best to free up some space in his schedule to watch you practice. Seriously, he was addicted to watching you skate. It blew his mind every time. Of course, he’d be there for every single competition, cheering you on because he was now without a doubt, your biggest fan.

Aomine

“Competition? What competition?” Aomine questioned one day as the two of you walked to school together.

“Have I not told you before? I figure skate,” you said simply.

Aomine stopped in his tracks for a moment, catching you off guard as you stopped too to see what had happened. He just stared at you with a baffled expression. “You figure skate?! That’s fucking hot! Why haven’t you told me before?” Aomine exclaimed.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “Well I’m telling you now. I’m guessing you’ll be there tonight then?”

“That shouldn’t even be a question,” Aomine shook his head as he took your hand in his and continued walking. “Are you any good?” He asked.

“Well, I’m good enough to be in a competition, aren’t I?”

“True. I bet you’re great at it; you’re great at everything,” Aomine said.

“That’s not true,” you replied.

“It is.”

“So you’re saying I’m great at basketball too?”

Aomine visibly hesitated as he thought back to all the times he tried to teach you how to play. “Uh, yeah sure, let’s say that,” he lied.

“Shut up,” you laughed, playfully punching his arm.

For some reason, Aomine would not shut up about you being a figure skater for the rest of the day. You were trying to have a conversation with Momoi when he intervened, “Did you know Y/N’s a figure skater? How cool is that?”

“Yes I did know, Dai-chan. I’m guessing you told him about the competition today?” Momoi said returning her attention to you.

You nodded in response but Aomine stood there, slightly offended. “You told her but not me?”

“I just assumed you knew,” you shrugged, finding it quite cute how he was so invested in your sport.

“You shouldn’t assume I know anything,” Aomine said, making both you and Momoi roll your eyes and laugh at him.

Eventually, evening came and you were in the waiting room with your coach, with your eyes glued on the screen that broadcasted the current participant as you mentally prepared yourself for your turn, which was creeping up upon you. Meanwhile, Aomine was seated in the audience with Momoi, being as impatient as ever. “When is Y/N coming?” he yawned.

“Y/N should be up next,” Momoi informed as the song slowly reached its end.

The crowd cheered and a chatter started once again as everyone waited for the next person to take the ice. It took a few more minutes, but you finally entered the rink, skating to the center to get into position.

Almost immediately, Aomine’s jaw dropped. You looked stunning. The way your suit dazzled and clung onto your body was pure art. He swore that he fell in love with you all over again just at the sight.

The music began after a nod of confirmation from you and your skates began to roam the ice ever so smoothly. Aomine was blown away. You were nothing like the previous participants. The way you moved was so clean and purposeful. With each spin and leap, Aomine’s heart skipped a beat— you had his complete attention.

He was quite sure Momoi was talking to him, but he didn’t hear a word. For some reason, everything else around him seemed to fade out as he watched you skate, almost like he was stuck in a trance.

He was finally snapped out of it when the routine came to an end, leaving him at a loss for words as he joined the crowd in their applause.

You made your way off the ice and headed back inside towards the changing rooms, where you ran into Aomine and Momoi in the hallways. “Oh hey guys, what did you think?” You asked as you rotated your ankles nonchalantly to relieve them from the slight soreness you felt.

“You were so so good, Y/N. Dai-chan was so silent during the entire thing, I think you hypnotised him or something,” Momoi joked as she nudged Aomine’s arm playfully.

You turned your attention to your boyfriend, who was rolling his eyes at Momoi’s comment. “Well, was that performance worth all the hype you seemed to have?” you asked him.

“Of course it did. You did so well out there— not to mention the fact that you look incredible in that suit,” Aomine said, still unable to take his eyes off of you.

“Aw really?” You smiled.

“Yeah, you look fucking hot,” Aomine responded confidently.

You couldn’t help but giggle before you got on your toes to place a kiss of gratitude on his cheek, making him flustered. “Well, thank you Daiki— it means a lot.”

Murasakibara

You won’t be able to find someone that loves you more than Murasakibara does. Really, you won’t. He loves everything about you. Your smile, your looks, your mind, and even your hobbies. As someone who doesn’t really take much interest in other people, it was a brand new feeling to be absolutely smitten over you. But he was dedicated.

The two of you were still getting to know more about each other in the first few weeks of dating and the topic of sports came up. “Do you play any sports, Y/N-chin?” Murasakibara asked you during one of your video calls at night that he liked to have when he had nothing else to do.

“Yeah, I’m actually a figure skater,” you replied.

Murasakibara’s eyes lit up. “Really? That’s so cool. Do you go for practice and stuff?”

“Yeah, duh. I practice almost everyday.”

“No way. Can I come watch your next practice?” he asked.

“Sure, but I feel like you might find it boring,” you said hesitantly, knowing that you wouldn’t want to sit there for hours doing absolutely nothing but watch.

“Well, I guess I’ll find out,” Murasakibara said surely. “Do you have any videos of you skating?”

“Yeah but they’re not on my phone.”

“Send them to me, I wanna see you skate.”

You giggled. “Atsushi, you’ll see me skate at practice, can’t you wait until then?”

“No, I can’t wait. I bet you look really cute when you skate,” he said as brought another potato chip to his mouth.

“Well, you’re going to have to wait because I’m not sending you anything,” you said dismissively.

“How mean,” he pouted.

Luckily, you managed to change the topic of the conversation before he could beg of you any more. The day for your next practice came and Murasakibara was brimming with excitement as you two entered the arena.

After instructing him to sit at the stands, you took to the ice where you started with the warmups that your coach told you to do. Practice went on and Murasakibara gave you his full attention— which is an incredibly rare sight.

As he watched you stretch and leap and fall, he couldn’t help but be impressed. He certainly could never be able to do any of the things you were doing— it looked exhausting. Something about the way you moved had him captivated though. You looked like you were having fun. No matter how many times you’d fall or mess up, you always seemed passionate about it and that was something he envied ever so slightly, but at the same time he found it such a lovely sight.

You truly loved the sport, he could see it so clearly. And automatically, he had a newfound interest in it too. It wasn’t that he wanted to try figure skating himself, it was just the fact that he loved seeing you so happy that he began to enjoy the sport too.

“I’m surprised you haven’t fallen asleep yet,” you said to him jokingly once your practice came to an end.

“Well, you were just that good— you had my full interest,” Murasakibara shrugged.

“Really? I didn’t expect you’d enjoy it that much,” you said.

“I did. I might just watch all your practices from now on.”

“Sure you will,” you said sarcastically.

Little did you know, that he would actually do just that. At almost every practice, he’d be seated in the stands, eyes full of admiration as he watched you. He would often bring you little snacks that you liked so that you’d have something to eat after practice. There were times where he’d be extra tired, but he’d still make it to the rink, even though you’d tell him countless times not to feel obligated to watch. It usually ended with him falling asleep halfway through, but he never regretted it. It was always nice waking up to the happy face of the person he admired.

Akashi

Akashi was well aware that you were a figure skater before he began dating you. Of course, he’d never seen you actually figure skate, but he knew random things about almost everyone around him and being interested in you only made him want to get to know you more.

Akashi is a very supportive boyfriend to you, especially when it comes to your passions. Figure skating was a very beautiful sport in his eyes and the fact that the person he was dating was a figure skater was something he’d never get over.

Being the calculating person he is, he decided to take you ice skating on one of your first dates with him. It wasn’t a particularly busy day at the public ice rink so Akashi got quite lucky when the two of you got there and realised that the place was practically empty.

“Looks like we got the whole place to ourselves,” Akashi said as the two of you slid onto the ice, hand in hand.

“Yeah, it’s quite nice actually,” you smiled, appreciating the serenity of the place. “It’s kind of making me want to do a routine or something,” you thought out loud.

“Then do it.”

“No, we’re on a date, we should just skate together,” you shook your head.

“No, I insist. I’ve been wanting to watch you skate for a while now, and the opportunity finally came,” he said. “Besides, it’s just one routine, shouldn’t take too long, right?”

You let out a sigh as a soft smile spread across your face. “Yeah, I suppose,” you shrugged. “But don’t expect too much— I’m not in the most comfortable of clothes right now.”

Akashi chuckled. “No judgement from me. I just want to watch you skate.”

“Alright,” you smiled as you skated over to the centre of the rink.

Akashi stepped out and leaned against the rails to watch you from the sidelines, barely able to contain his excitement. There wasn’t any music playing so all you could hear was the sound of your blades against the ice, echoing throughout the arena. However, that didn’t stop Akashi from being fully immersed in your skating.

He was blown away by the way you skated, especially considering that he sprung this on you out of the blue. Every movement was precise and refined; he could tell that you’ve practiced to perfection and he was impressed. In fact, seeing you move so flawlessly had him swooning over you more than you could possibly imagine.

Eventually, you came to a halt, your breathing heavy after the spins and jumps, though you were quite satisfied now that you got it out of your system. Akashi returned to the ice with a smile on his face. “That was outstanding, Y/N,” he complimented.

“Really? You liked it?”

“Of course I did. It all seemed so professional— you really practice a lot, don’t you?” he pointed out.

“Yeah, I have been for years,” you nodded.

“Well, you’re absolutely stunning on the ice,” he said genuinely as he placed a kiss on your forehead and took your hand in his. “Shall we get back to our date now?”

“Yes, yes, of course.”

As much as Akashi would have adored to watch you practice everyday, the times often overlapped with his basketball training— though he did make it a habit to meet up with you afterwards so that he could walk you home (like the gentleman he his). Even though he was a busy person, he always attended your competitions without fail. He’d always send you a bouquet of flowers before your competitions as well, with little notes wishing you good luck and it would melt your heart every single time.

[levisgirll]

Oh can I request a scenario? I've read that some people headcanon Levi as person who isn't really into marriage. And that got me thinking about this. A scenario in where Levi and his s/o mutually break things off because she always wanted to be a wife and have a lovely wedding and to have her husband's last name and he didn't want any of that causing her to think there was no future with him . So they become distant friends and she does get married years later and he is invited. And it's bittersweet since he feels like he might have missed out on a future with her but seeing her so happy he's content with her living her dreams even if it wasn't with him.

I'm here for some bittersweet love ❣️

𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 (𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

➧text: hello there!! oh my god this is such a unique request I got and I love your ideas in this request?! aHH WELL HERE WE GO! but oml- we do need some drama/angst and some bittersweet love with Levi and Y/N so I will happily write this request out for you (was lowkey wanting to do one) so I hope you enjoy this request and I hope its not that bad!! 😭 but once again, thank you so much for sending me your request and for supporting my blog 🥺❤️❤️ I am so sorry this took a while as I got this request while I was starting my new job and it was hard to balance out my personal life and work life! but I am kind of getting the hang of it so feel free to send another request, I really do love your ideas! <3

synopsis: after a long time being in a relationship together, with Levi. Things start to slowly drift apart and shatter. Levi although, tries to keep it stable, but it has eventually been called and broken off by Y/N, as you were not able to handle the situation anymore, thinking there would be no future with Levi had made you upset and making you want to get out of the relationship. Y/N ends up finding the one, and marrying them. How does Levi react and feel? His one and only love taken away by a stranger leaves him devastated. What does Levi do? What does Levi say to Y/N.

angst, sad/happy love, modern au world, headcanon fanfic ♡ —

After the war, and everything they have been throughout the years, Y/N and Levi decided to move and live together outside Paradis and start a new life there.

It has been a year, and Levi and Y/N have been dating for rather a pretty long time. Things have been pretty good in their relationship, both were happy and living their lives.

Y/N has been thinking a lot lately about marriage though, and especially with her one and only, Levi. Y/N would get lost in her thoughts of how they would officially live together as a married couple, how she would finally be Levi’s wife instead of his girlfriend. She would also wonder and think how lovely and special their wedding would be, how Levi would propose to his girl, and for Y/N at long last have her husband’s last name, being called Mrs. Ackerman would get her all blushed up.

Levi noticed for a while how his girlfriend would zone out, thinking about something and he would wonder what it is that is making his girlfriend so happy and squeal. Y/N was on the coach, while hugging around the coach pillow so tightly and then giggle.

“What’s making you smile like a cute idiot?” He said with a small smile and ruffed his girlfriends hair as he sat beside her on the coach and Levi put his arm around her waist, bringing his lovely girlfriend closer to him.

Levi would not complain though, seeing his girlfriend in this mood, made him think of nothing else but her, and it made him so happy too. He just wanted to cuddle her up and smooch her whole face up as she laughs.

Y/N then wondered and though, ‘Maybe, maybe it’s the time now!’ Y/N then thought of brining and slipping in the topic of marriage into their conversation. 

She said turning her face around to face Levi’s handsome looking face and she said in a cheerful tone, “Welll, I was thinking about the future lately.” Levi then frowned, indicating with his expression that he was confused as to what his girlfriend meant by future.

“What do you mean love?” Levi was direct and straight-forward, he wanted to know what his lover meant by what she said. Was she going to leave him? Did she had other plans for the future? He was starting to overthink.

“Y-You know!” Y/N said all blushed up, and as she was about to get up, he held on her wrist. “Nope, you are not going till you tell me love.” Levi was determined to know, and that lead to Y/N sighing and finally speaking her thoughts. She started to then throw him a marriage hint at him.

“I just, want us to be more serious about our relationship.”

“And, that is?”

“Like...I was thinking, of how great of a family we would make. Along with one day if I will take your last name!” Y/N said all in a cheerful and shy tone, his girlfriend was clearly all happy and her smile doesn’t seem like it would go away on her pretty face. She then was excited to hear his response, about how instantly he would prepare marrying Y/N.

But...Levi picked it up right away what she meant, and stayed quiet. Y/N’s confidence and love towards Levi showed that you were ready for a married life with him, and having his last name, clearly indicated this was the kind of a serious relationship she meant.

Y/N took in with the way how he did not respond and thought of him being worried, “D-Don't worry! I am sure you will be a great Father, I mean you are such a great boyfriend to me and-”

But Levi got up and put both of his hands on her shoulder which made her jolt, this made Y/N have a sinking feeling in her stomach, something felt wrong, the mood and vibe wasn't right and she started to feel anxious. “I, don’t think I can.”

Now, she felt as if her heart skipped a beat, her eyes widen and she gasped and was now speechless. She couldn’t believe it, and now her whole expression, happy vibe and her cheerful mood she was at a while ago, disappeared dramatically.

“I’m not into.....marriage.” Levi finally spoke, not thinking straight of what he just said, and of how sudden this topic was. Levi said this as he did not want to make her feel distressed, in fact himself feeling distressed. But, he had no idea how those words, completely shattered the Y/N he knew that was once cheerful, lovely and happy, gone.

She wanted to be with the man she first loved in her life, ever since she met him, and be his wife. But, she was lost and confused, didn’t Levi want her by his side too?

“Levi, Is that what you really think?....Don't you want me too? I though I meant something to you.” All her spirit was now gone, she looked down and had a very sad expression, her eyes soon to tear up.

Levi again, was speechless, he did not know what to say to her for once. He was caught off guard. That’s cause, he never really talked about this topic with anyone actually, unlike other people who have close friends or families who may have talked about marriage, Levi did not and it was just Y/N in his life he trusted and shared many things to.

So, when this was brought up in the conversation, this caught him really off guard and he just...stayed quiet, not sure what to say.

But to Y/N, that was an answer to her already, and without giving Levi any more time or in fact, not wasting his time, she slightly pushed his arms off her shoulders and walked away from him, going to the bathroom.

Y/N took this as a way he never wants to marry her and that shattered and broke her heart.

After a couple of weeks, both Y/N and Levi’s relationship kept falling apart, and as Levi tried his best to keep the relationship stable. Y/N, could not keep up with it, with her overwhelming mixed feelings of shame and sadness. This lead to Y/N having her feelings hurt.

One day, Levi enters their shared flat after coming back from a grocery store. He decided to cook dinner for his girlfriend tonight and have a romantic dinner with her, he wanted her spirit back, her love back, and after some time thinking, sorting out his emotions, Levi then knew that he would be willing to do anything for her happiness.

But, as he entered the living room, he saw Y/N with a suitcase and her backpack.

“What...” Levi said with a gasp, and his eyes widen, he stood there being shocked. Surely he was misunderstanding the situation...right?

“I am leaving, I can’t do this anymore.”

Levi dropped the bags he was carrying, on the ground, and he felt his heart skipped a beat. Did he hear it right? Did she actually say that?

“No, No. No!” He approached his girlfriend and held on her shoulders.

“Babe, we can fix this. Please stay with me, You don’t need to leave...I-I can’t lose you too.” He started to tremble slightly. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing!

“Stay with me, my love?” Levi then said once again, looking at her face who was now emotionless and she slightly pushed him away and that was the last time he ever saw her again.

Levi and his S/O mutually break things off because Y/N has always wanted to be Levi’s wife, having a lovely wedding and making a great family with him. But Levi didn’t seem to want any of that as he never spoke to her after that time and that caused his girlfriend, well now, ex-girlfriend, to thinking he didn’t want any of that and thinking there was no future after all with him.

Levi did not expect any of this, his ex leaving him after what he told her, and this leaves Levi all heart broken and being emotionally damaged. An emotional rejection from Y/N that damaged his mood and self-esteem. But, he still moved on and continued on with his life. He took most of the blame because he had to let her know sooner that, he would actually do anything for her happiness and love again, but he was apparently too late.

He would still be in their same shared flat, he cleaned it everyday and still kept two plates whenever he had breakfast or dinner, thinking one day he might see her. “She will come back to me...right?” He would mutter sometimes as he sat on the same coach they once shared and cuddled on, alone as the evening was approaching.

After what felt like forever, Levi was on his way to this well-known café that was mentioned by Hanji and he decided to check it out. But, to his surprise, he saw you, sitting inside the café, all alone drinking some tea. His heart fluttered, and his cheeks went red. Is it her?! Is it actually my Y/N?

After such a long time, he finally found her, and as soon as he wanted to approach Y/N, and thinking today is the day he will tell you how much an effect you had in his life and when you weren’t by his side, how he never realized that it took him long to figure it out that he would absolutely do anything to win you, your love and happiness back. He wanted to tell you all that, anything you wanted he was willing to give it to you now that he has finally found you. And explain to you also how, during the time you both lived together, he was actually trying to figure out with that time to make everything work out for you.

But, Levi stopped.

His heart sinking once again, that feeling he felt after such a long time.

He saw a guy, approaching you instead and....you were with him? Y/N’s face then brightened up, and she looked much happier, you smiled even more. Y/N got up from her seat and the man hugged her so tightly while caressing her back, and she was chuckling. And the man himself, seemed to be also deeply in love with you.

He then, noticed their rings, were they perhaps engaged, in their honeymoon, or perhaps they weren’t married and it was just matching rings...right? Levi wondered, begging that what he was thinking was true.

He then saw, his and Y/N’s old friends entering the café, and greeting both of them, one of them was Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Connie and Historia. He overhear how they were saying that they were such a happy couple and they loved and shipped them a lot. Happy for Y/N finding happiness once again. 

“I am out of time.” Levi muttered, now reality hitting him. He never had time to begin with, he knew ever since she left him. Time was lost and didn’t wait for him.

"What is this feeling?" it felt like as if someone clenched into his chest, his heart is being pulled out of his chest, his stomach having a sinking feeling. Now, he really did lose her.

But wait....maybe he has a chance? he decided to just wait, just maybe it was all a misunderstanding? Having that small hope, that everything was just an assumption, and jumping into conclusions.

After what felt like forever, he waited for them to get out of the café and approached them, to Y/N.

Her eyes widen, she couldn't believe she was seeing Levi after all these years. “Could I speak to Y/N alone, please?” Levi said sadly, and was looking at Y/N instead of the guy. 

The guy seemed to have read the mood and he let Y/N to talk to him in private, to sort out whatever was going on.

“How...have you been?” He finally said, after breaking the silence between them. Y/N nodded and looked back inside the café, “Do you wanna talk and perhaps, catch up?” Y/N uttered, and open the door to the café, she was still the friendly woman he loved and she still looked absolutely even more beautiful to his eyes, he just didn’t want this moment to end.

They then, started to catchup, how things were going for both of them, how they both were and then Levi asked if she was alright. Y/N finally told him that she has been engaged and she would be getting married soon, she let all their friends know about it and to be invited, and she said she would be happy if he would be able to come too, inviting him to her wedding. Levi was now having mixed of emotions, sad but also happy that she was not in a terrible state, and not sad after what has happened. She has picked herself up and lived her life, and finally her dream becoming true and a nice man who loved her, also wanting to marry her too.

They decided to be distant but in good-terms friends, and she was hoping that one day he could meet her fiancée properly. Levi just sat there, smiling. Smiling because he was actually happy to know that there was someone out there to love her, and not treat her bad, and give her what she wanted, which he could have done if he had done it earlier. But of course, it was Y/N, who wouldn’t love her?

He was actually happy for her, seeing her smile, and happy, and she had grown and matured to be such a beautiful woman. “You...will be such a great Mother.” He finally, said with a smile, and that warmed Y/N’s heart. Hearing that, especially from him, made her so happy and glad to hear that since she always wanted to be, but afraid she wouldn’t be. She looked down, at her teacup and tears were running down her cheeks, she was crying happy tears. Y/N never knew how his words would actually be heart warming for her, and he was ready to even support her anytime.

On the day, finally the wedding day, it was filled with love and laughter form everyone, and everyone congratulating them, all their friends crying and cheering for Y/N and the man she was gonna marry.

Levi of course came, and sat at the back, away from the crowd, and he was feeling heart-warmed seeing Y/N being happy once again and her smile and her sight was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen, he found it breathtaking, capturing every moment.

“That....could have been us.” He uttered to himself and got up, leaving the wedding as it almost came to an end, he thought his presence wouldn’t really matter to him much now and he left the wedding. 

“Hm, where is Levi? I still haven’t thanked him properly.” Y/N said looking around, and her husband held on her hand and gave her a sweet smile, “Don't worry, I am sure we will see him soon. But he left this for you.” Her husband, handed to her a bag filled with gifts, and a card saying ‘Congratulations, Wishing you a long and happy marriage Y/N.’

After a long day, Levi finally got back home. When Levi goes back to his flat now, no longer calling it ‘our flat’, he still had Y/N’s stuff that she left behind and haven’t thrown them away or moved its position. Y/N really did have a big impact in his life.

He looked through their old memories, gifts she gave him, pictures they took together, letters she wrote for him that was all placed inside a box and he was taking them out one by one. Smiling at them, as how great of a person she was to him.

But, he did really just wanted to grab your hand one last time, say that he always loved you, kiss you one last time, and have you by his side in the flat one last time, looking at your sleepy face and waking up to see your lovely face and sight every morning. He missed it and those days would warm his heart, Y/N did made Levi feel so special before and he was grateful to even be her boyfriend for that period of time. She showed him and gave him love which he thought he would never get, but because of her, he did.

Levi really thought from now, he won’t be able to find that kind of love anymore that he had with Y/N. But, he was very thankful to even have it in the first place. Because to him, Y/N was his everything and he did still care for her. Levi felt convinced though when he met Y/N, it was her and the last relationship he will have and he would be proud to say that she was once his lover and girlfriend.

He stayed still, sitting on the coach and laying down, looking at the ceiling. Levi was smiling, but his eyes then started to tear up slowly. “I promised her that, whenever she is happy....I should be happy too. So why am I like this? Fuck, I am terrible.”

Levi deep down just wanted to know, and he thought to himself saying, ‘Does Y/N even remember our past relationship, Did I have an impact in her life? Did I mean something in her life? Did she forget all our memories and moments together?’

After questioning himself this, he then realized that...when he said to Y/N he was not into marriage. It was a lie. He was actually lowkey scared and in that moment, it was said out of fear. Fear of how he might not be a great father or husband and might fuck things up, and he wanted to be ready and prepared he was the man for you, the one and only for you. He then, whimpered silently to himself in the dark, letting out all of his bottled up emotions.

It’s their bittersweet love, and it’s bittersweet since whenever he thought of the past, it would involve a feeling of happiness and sadness at the same time. But, he finally was at peace now, after seeing you for such a long time, and now knowing you are doing well and great, being taking care of by a great man. He does feel like he has missed out that future Y/N was talking about before, but seeing her cheerful and joyful, he was now content with Y/N and satisfied with her living her dreams, even if it was not with him, he would still support her with all his heart.

okay I did not expect to make this fanfic so sad but a little heart warming at the same time??! I definitely did not tear up while writing this- ANYWAYS! This is my first time to write something like this so please, let me know what you think of this and I hope you somehow liked the bittersweet love between Levi and Y/N!

If you enjoyed and liked this hc fanfic, please let me know by leaving a like, reblog or a message! I love you all and thank you for the support <3

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Enji’s Gratitiude {Endeavor | Enji Todoroki}

Anonymous: Hi, I was wondering if you'd be fine with doing an Endeavor x Male Reader where the reader is already engaged to Enji, but not many people know? Shouto is cool with him and greets him when he comes to be a guest teacher/sub for Class 1-A. I'm bad at explaining lol.

Hi everyone! I’m so sorry that it’s been over an entire MONTH since I last posted. I’ve been struggling finding motivation to write and with my classes starting online I have less free time which sucks ass.

So here’s one of my requests I feel like I deviated from the original idea?? Idk but anyways

I hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Endeavor x Male reader

Words: 2.1k (2,112 )

Warning(s): None

Requests: 3/5 slots

(Y/H/N)= Your hero name

Masterlist

Rules

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Ever since the incident at Camino, it was normal to see a different teacher during All Mights Foundational Hero Studies class. But the class never had the same substitute twice.

Mostly because the teachers were active pro heroes that had to do their jobs.

You were one of these substitutes today.

You were walking down the hallway to the teachers’ lounge after kissing Enji goodbye at the gate said man has been working late for a while now it was.. concerning, to say the least.

You were thinking of ways to help Enji when you spotted Shouto walking to class.

You rushed over to him and slung your arm around his shoulder.

“Hey, kiddo!”

He stiffened before relaxing when he realized it was you.

“Hello, (Y/N) good morning.”

You rolled your eyes ‘Always so serious’

“How’s life been treating you lately?”

You hugged him closer to you as you pulled him along the hallway.

“I’ve needed help with homework lately and my b-friend Midoriya has been helping me.”

A splash of pink appeared on his cheeks.

“So I guess other than that it’s been fine. How about you?”

You noticed his slip up but didn’t comment on it. He’ll tell you about it when he’s ready.

“It’s been fine but your father has been hounding me about being ‘more professional’ in his agency.”

“I don’t want to act all buddy-buddy with some stuck up interns.”

You sighed.

“But I guess it’s still kind of my job.”

You saw the teachers’ lounge coming up ahead so you pulled away from Shouto.

“This is my stop you should get going to class.”

Shouto nodded as he waved goodbye.

Walking through the door you were immediately wrapped up in cloth.

“You’re late.”

You looked up to meet a pair of tired eyes staring back at you.

“Sorry about that Shouta, I got held up on the way here.”

He sighed as he unraveled the cloth and handed you a folder.

“Here’s your lesson plan and I also assume you memorized the student roster?”

You nodded and grabbed the folder but couldn’t take it from his grasp.

“Dude I can’t study the lesson if you don’t give it to me.”

“I forgot to mention something.”

You looked at him expectantly.

“The bell rings in 5 minutes.”

You paused processing what he said.

“W-what?!”

“If you run you could probably make it in time.”

you cursed and immediately bolted out of the room.

Present Mic leaned over to Aizawa.

“Wait, class doesn’t start for another 20 minutes.”

A grin spread on Aizawa’s face.

“I know.”

You had just made it to the door when you felt your phone vibrate. Pulling it out revealed that you received a message from Enji telling you to pick up some stuff from the market before heading home. But what caught your eye was the time.

15 minutes left until the bell.

You groaned and bumped your head on the door. You had to meet the students anyway and you were already there so you might as well do it now.

Stepping into the room all of the talking ceased and the students’ eyes were on you.

“Hello, I’m (Y/H/N) I’m going to be your Foundational Hero Studies substitute for this week. If any of you have any questions for me don’t hesitate to ask I won’t bite… Much.”

Several students shouted their questions at once.

“Woah! Calm down you guys one at a time please!”

But it seemed that your plea fell on deaf ears.

Iida jumped from his seat to the front of the class arms up frantically chopping the air.

“Everyone settle down the teacher is trying to gain your attention!”

That did the trick now they’re back to looking at you.

“Thank you, Iida.”

He nodded and went back to his seat.

“Now you can ask me a few questions but please raise your hands first and I’ll choose one of you.”

The class was quiet for a moment before several hands were raised.

You pointed towards the blonde with a black lightning bolt printed in his hair.

“Where are you from?”

“Tokyo, it’s really nice there.”

A girl with pink skin and horns jumped up.

“What do you like to do for a hobby?”

“I like to cook, spicy pork dumplings are my favorite.”

Shouto raised his hand, what could he possibly want to know?

You pointed to him.

“Can you make cold soba for dinner tonight?”

You hummed.

“You got it, oh and also, your dad asked me to pick up some stuff from the store on the way home do you want to come?”

He nodded.

The rest of the class was in confused silence.

“Wait, are you.. dating his dad?!”

Kaminari yelled.

“No actually, he’s my husband.”

The class erupted into shouting.

“How long have you and Todoroki’s dad been married!?”

You thought for a moment.

“Our 1 year anniversary was about a month ago.”

Everyone looked at Shouto and he nodded.

And once again the class began shouting.

You sighed, this was going to be a long week.

You groaned as you pushed the front door to your home closed it with your foot, slipping off your shoes at the door and walking into the kitchen placing the groceries on the counter.

You went into your room and slipped off your hero suit replacing it with comfortable baggy clothes.

Shouto had changed his mind about going shopping to stay after school with Midoriya so you had gone shopping alone. He promised to be there by the time dinner was ready and nighttime patrol was more troublesome than usual.

“I can handle dinner.”

Hearing Fuyumi’s voice caused you to turn and face her.

“Are you sure?”

She nodded

“Dad’s in his office.”

You thanked her and walked past her.

Knocking on the office door you waited until you heard a gruff “Come in.” Before quietly sliding the door open.

You were met with Enji slumped over his desk writing away on what must be reports from his hero agency.

You simply watched him from the doorway before walking up behind him and wrapping your arms gently around his neck placing a soft kiss on the base of his skull.

He stopped his writing to sigh and lean into your touch.

Enji pulled away to spin his chair around.

Now that you were able to see his face he had dark circles beginning to form underneath his eyes. He had always worked hard but now that All Might has officially retired and he is now the number 1 hero he’s been pushing himself even harder so he can fill the space All Might left.

You placed a hand on his cheek, caressing the scar that marked the left side of his face. He leaned into your hand placing his hands your waist gently pulling you onto his lap.

Leaning forward you pressed soft kisses on his scar slowly moving lower kissing the corner of his mouth before pressing a deep gentle kiss on his lips.

Enji sighed through his nose as he pulled you closer.

You pulled away from the kiss and placed your hands on his shoulders.

“You should take a break, Fuyumi and I will make dinner and Shouto will be here in a while.”

You were about to stand up when he pulled you closer burying his face into your chest breaths uneven and hands shaky.

“Just, a few more moments.. please?”

You didn’t answer, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and holding him tight.

He may have been a brave, strong hero. But even he needed comfort.

You hugged him until his breathing came out slow and even and his hold around your waist loosened.

“Thank you, (Y/N)”

He looked up at you and you met his gaze.

You smiled and patted his cheek.

“I’m always here if you need me, now.”

You pulled away from him.

“I need to help Fuyumi with dinner. Go rest I’ll come get you when we’re done.”

Enji watched your form retreated through the door and sighed.

He stood up and made his way to yours and his shared room and laid down sinking into the soft mattress.

His gaze drifted to a framed picture resting on the nightstand.

You had smirked with your middle finger up while Enji simply glared at the camera.

That was the first real picture you had taken together that wasn’t an awkward angled photo taken by the paparazzi.

‘I don’t deserve him.’

He thought to himself.

He closed his eyes, allowing himself to drift off to sleep.

You had just finished dinner when you decided to check on Enji.

He was out like a light on the bed.

You smiled and sat next to him on the edge of the bed.

You ran your fingers through his hair massaging as you went.

You wished he didn’t push himself so hard but he was a stubborn man but then again you were just as stubborn when you’re passionate about something you care about.

And right now, you just want to help Enji as much as you could.

You stared as his features before gently shaking him awake.

He groaned and peeled his eyes open.

“Dinner’s ready, Shouto and Fuyumi are waiting for us at the table.”

He nodded and moved to stand up.

The two of you made your way to the dining table Where Shouto and Fuyumi were quietly chatting and sat down.

You immediately joined them in conversation while Enji quietly began eating.

Having dinner alone with his children always lead to silence and a tense atmosphere but with you there, you bridged the gap between them allowing them to connect. Even just a little.

No one mentioned it but they were all grateful.

You were the reason their relationship has been improving slowly but surely.

The only one who has been reluctant to repair the relationship had been Natsuo.

But you made it clear that he didn’t have to forgive his father if he didn’t want to. You merely encouraged him to be civil and recognize the change Enji had gone through.

And when he inevitably started crying from frustration and anger. You held him even when he began sobbing out loud saying how much he hated him.

You simply told him that’s fine and it’s his choice to do what he wanted.

Since then you and Natsuo talked over the phone sometimes and when he visits he sits near you or his siblings.

It seemed that you were a missing piece in the Todoroki family.

Dinner went smoothly, Enji even had a few decent moments with Shouto and Fuyumi before conversation died down and dinner was finished and everyone cleaned up and went to their rooms.

Enji slipped out of his shirt as soon as the door closed while you plopped down in the middle of the bed.

You held out your arms beckoning him.

He quietly slid into the bed lying on his stomach and placing his head on your chest.

The two of you sat in silence with nothing but the sound of breathing and your heartbeat in Enji’s ear.

“Thank you.”

You simply smiled and asked:

“For what?”

He thought for a moment.

“For being here and helping me even though I don’t deserve it.”

Enji turned his head to face you.

“You make me want to be a better person I had made such a terrible mistake and I wouldn’t blame you if you had decided to turn the other way. But you stayed and you push me to become a better person every day. And for that I’m grateful.”

You were at a loss for words.

The most emotionally vulnerable he’s been was when he confessed his deeds to you.

But right now he was being so earnest and looking at you with so much love in his eyes, It was a bit overwhelming.

You felt tears prickle in your eyes but you wiped them and hugged Enji closer to your chest.

You were glad to have made a positive change in his life.

“I’ll always be here for you.”

You laid your head back and felt Enji resume placing his head on your chest.

The two of you laid there basking in each others’ warmth.

It was when you were on the verge of unconsciousness when you heard Enji speak.

“I love you so much.”

It was just a whisper obviously not meant to be heard by you. But it melted your heart nonetheless.

“I love you too, Enji.”

The two of you fell asleep, content, and at peace, knowing the two of you meant the world to each other.

[sinfulslanders]

Birthday

Pairing: Michael Myers x Baker!Reader

Request: @nuttybeardetective “Hai!! Would it be alright to request Michael Myers x chubby fem reader who is a Baker, and they find out about Michael's birthday and make him lots of cakes and pies ? Pure fluff if you please ♡♡”

Warning(s): Kind of out of character Michael.

Word Count: 1.7K

Note: I’m a little late. Ahaha. No but seriously, I’ve been going through some stuff. This year isn’t really my year. I just finished my state test yesterday and I just got into the writing mood. I hope this is to your expectations but if it’s not, just let me know.

Before you knew of Michael, he knew everything about you. Of course, he watched you long before he decided to reveal himself to you. He knew you ran the local baker in town and you were known to have some of the best birthday cakes in town, along with other famous desserts he heard people talking about. He would watch you bake cupcakes through the cracked backdoor of your shop, the smell of sweetness always made his mouth water and his stomach grumble. Maybe he wouldn’t kill you until he got to taste of your famous cake or something.

He watched you more and saw the things that went on behind closed doors. Your employees weren’t of much help to you, he could tell they were only there for the paycheck, he heard the things they said about you when they thought you weren’t around or listening, words that surprisingly made him irritated. He knew you heard them but you weren’t faded by them, you just continued mixing the ingredients while humming a song he did not know of.

He watched and watched, moving from just watching you at your job to watching you in your house. Watching your sleep through your bedroom window, watching you day and night. Until he finally showed himself to you. He just sat on the couch, waiting for you to come back home after working overtime at the shop, you weren’t faded by him just sitting there on your couch. “You finally decided to show yourself. If you’re going to kill me, do it while I’m sleeping.” Then you turned off the light and went upstairs, leaving him in the darkness.

The next morning you had awoken to you still being alive, then you blamed yourself for being so stupid to just fall asleep while there was someone in the living room. You had grabbed the ball you kept next to your bed and walked downstairs ready to hit anything that moved. Stepping off the last step, you saw the tall intruder sitting in the exact same spot as last night but he had the box of cupcakes you baked, opened and emptied out. You sighed but quickly focused on the intruder as he started to get up, you quickly hit him across the head with the bat and waited as he stopped and turned his head towards you.

You couldn’t see his eyes through the mask he was wearing but you could feel him staring at you. You were about to hit him again but he snatched the bat away from you and tossed to the side. He stood up completely which caused you to step back and raise your fists. “I’m not going down without a fight.” You were really hoping your death would be quick since you did not know how to fight and he was twice your size. The masked intruder stepped towards you and stopped right in front of you, he placed his hand over yours and pushed your fists down. ‘Well, this is the end.’

You closed your eyes but felt a bit of wind go past you along with the sound of footsteps. You opened your eyes and saw that he was no longer in front of you, you heard something tapping against something else and turned around to see where it was coming from. You saw the large man had gone to the kitchen and had his arm extended. He looked at you as if he was telling you to come to him and you cautiously walked to the kitchen then stood by him. He was pointing at the calendar you had hung up in the kitchen. You looked even closer and saw he was pointing to a specific date, October 19th.

You stared up at him and tilted your head in confusion. He pointed at it again then slowly pointed at himself by back at the date. “Is tomorrow your birthday?” You asked. He didn’t verbally give you an answer but he stared down at you. “Okay, so, what about it?” He turned and pointed to the stove. You were starting to put everything together. “You want me to make you something. Okay, what do you want?” He walked over to the counter and you followed behind him. He pointed to the dessert cook book your grandmother had given you.

You watched him out of the corner of your eye as you stood beside him and opened the book. “I don’t know if you can talk so just point out everything you want.” You flipped pages and every time he would point that it. At the end, he had pointed to all thirty pages. “You want all of these?! Can you even eat them all?” You felt him poke you in your side with his finger. You looked at him then saw him point at himself again. He wanted you to eat them with him.

You sighed and nodded, “Alright, I’ll make them. It's going to take me some time to finish.” You saw him walk away. You turned your head to watch him and saw that he was going back into the living room. He sat down on the couch and just stared at the television. “The remote is on the smaller table, where you put the box of cupcakes.” You turned around and began getting all the ingredients you needed and soon enough you heard the tv turn on.

You spent hours making the desserts the masked intruder wanted. You even had to go to the grocery store a couple of times since you kept running out of stuff, and during your last trip you overheard from the town’s elderly about a boy named Michael Myers who killed his sister on Halloween night. You didn’t pay too much attention but it did peak your interest since it was the first time you had heard of a crime such as that in such a peaceful town. After you got everything you needed, you went back home and continued making the desserts.

You finally finished around 11 pm and you were exhausted. You called the stranger into the kitchen and you could hear the floors creaking underneath his feet. “I’m done with everything you wanted.” You handed him an icing decorator and pointed at the newly finished cake. He looked down at both the cake and the icing then looked at you. You smiled, “Write your name.” He looked down at the cake and gripped the icing bag in an awkward way before you started seeing his hand moving.

You couldn’t exactly see what he was writing since he was a large guy but after some time he sat the icing down, you looked at the cake and read what he wrote: “Michael.” You furrowed your eyebrows. You thought back to when you were in the store and heard those elderly ladies talking about a Myers boy. It would be a plot twist if he was the Myers boy but did you want to risk asking him that. No, absolutely not. It might be a trigger for him and you did not want to die yet.

“Okay, Michael, help me bring the rest of the desserts into the dining room.” You grabbed the cupcakes and brought them to the dining room, he turned around and just saw Michael staring at the cake. You smacked your lips before you entered the kitchen. As you grabbed the plate, Michael suddenly grabbed your wrist hard. “Relax. I’m just bringing it to the dining room.” He loosen his grip a bit but still didn’t let go.

“Michael, I promise I’m not trying to do anything with the cake.” What was wrong with him? He didn’t even flinch when you hit him with the bat but he’s scared you’ll do something with his birthday cake? After some more hesitation, he released your wrist and you thanked him. You went to the dining room and placed the cake in front of a chair. You turned around and saw Michael right behind you which caused you to jump.

“Michael! You scared me!” You softly patted your chest to try to calm your breathing. He didn’t react in any way and continues to stand there. You cleared your throat and pointed to the chair with the cake in front of it. “You can go sit down if you want to.” You two just stood in silence. You wanted to move but you felt it would be wrong for you to make the first move. You noticed the Micael began to lift his arms up and you thought that your end had finally come. You closed your eyes but only felt him wrapping his arms around you then suddenly lifting you up.

“Put me down! Oh my goodness.” You didn’t know what to do. The whole situation was making you nervous. What was he trying to accomplish? He must have lifted you off the ground since your face and his were right next to each other. ‘Oh wow, he’s pretty strong.’ You could now hear his even breathing through his mask, at least you’ve confirmed he’s an actual person.

“Thank you.” A deep and raspy voice came through the mask causing you to freeze. He placed you back onto the ground but you were still frozen. He could talk? Why didn’t he talk earlier? You were brought out of your thoughts when you heard a chair screeching against the floor. You turned away and saw him sitting down and staring at you, as if he was waiting for you to sit down with him.

You jumped slightly when your watch went off, you looked at the time and saw it was midnight. It was officially his birthday. “Wait! Don’t eat yet.” You went into the kitchen and searched through the drawers for a lighter and candle. After searching two drawers, you found them and went back into the dining room. You quickly placed the candle into the cake and lit it. You began singing the birthday song to him but he just stared at the cake. At the end, you asked him to blow out the candle. He looked at you, you waited but he continued.

“Okay, I’ll close my eyes if you want.” You placed your hands over your eyes as you said you would. There was a few minutes of silence and you were starting to get tired of waiting, you were about to remove your hands but you heard a soft blow. You smiled and waited before removing your hands. Your eyes quickly adjusted to the light and you saw that he was staring at you, the candle wasn’t lit anymore.

You clapped and smiled at him, “Happy Birthday, Michael!”

[bitchiha]

I just found your blog, and I love it already. Can I request relationship hc for Kankuro and Darui(if you write him)?

✎ Relationship HC’s (Kankuro, Darui)

A/N: so I’m proud I actually managed to whip a post out lol, also Kank and Darui are some of my fav characters and I’m sad I haven’t written much for either of them... anyways, enjoy and thank you for requesting this, wonderful anon!

Kankurou

So we can just jump straight into it here: you’re gonna have to put up with all the puppets. Like when you come over to his apartment for the first time you probably have 5 mini heart attacks. You’re shrieking around every corner you turn because there is always damn puppet there waiting for you. Sometimes it’s not even a full puppet, just a puppet limb. This continues to scare the shit out of you when you move eventually move in too. Like it’s something you cannot escape.

Yes, he does have a work room, but his work is not limited to that room (that’s what he’ll sassily tell you as he picks up the puppet you flung across the room because it basically jump scared you.) However.. Little by little you notice that he starts to leave less and less puppet parts around the house, which is really touching because Kank can be stubborn as fuck sometimes.

Also, he loves when you come over and sit on his lap while he works on one of his puppets; bonus if you let him blab about them. Honestly you don’t have to even listen, just make it look like you are. Let your hands play with his hair as you nod along whenever he pauses his sentence, knowing it’s a cue for a little response from you.

One of the scariest things you’ll have to deal with in the relationship is when Kankurou casually has conversations with his puppets. Like one night you came home a little late from work and you heard your boyfriend talking in a hushed tone and you’re like?? Who’s he talking to?? Figured it was Gaara because let’s be real.. Kank does not have a side hoe, he cannot get a side hoe, even if he wanted. So anyway.. You didn’t want to bother him, so you just quietly walk into the work room to peek inside, only to find Kank talking to one of his puppets. He notices you at the door and stops mid conversation and clears his throat, but it’s too late, you’ve already heard him.

“Kank.. babe.. we’re you talking to your puppet just now?” He just stares at you sheepishly, but the puppets still perched on his lap nonetheless, “... There’s no point in me denying it is there?”

He’s kinda shitty at gift giving on special occasions. Like he is just is so fucking bad that you’ve accepted the fact that your birthday gift will be a teddy bear like every single year. But he makes up for it with the random gifts he gives you throughout the year. Like if you’ve been away for a long time you always come home to some sort of cute little puppet waiting for you. He’s made one of your favourite animal, favourite anime character, mini versions of his own puppets, etc. At this point in the relationship you’re starting to get used to the puppets, so you end up keeping them on a shelf in your room. He always gets so giddy when he comes to your place and sees them displayed like that. And loves it even more when you keep them displayed after you move in together.

Sorry sweetheart, but if you do not like his siblings.. NEXT CALLER. Bye. He’s ending the relationship right there. But if you get along with them his heart melts, especially if you and Gaara become friends. Or like if you can remotely handle Gaara pre chunin exams. Yah will do it. He’s head over heels for you. You’re both protective mama bears now and will keep Temari and Gaara safe with your lives and vice versa.

Badass fighting duo. If anyone wants to fuck with Gaara or Temari you two are gonna fuck shit up to say the least. But even on missions too, like you guys can read eachother perfectly and even if you were bickering before the battle starts — all the tension goes out the window and you’re focused on the problem at hand. You can go back to flaming eachother afterwards. Just a little side note: he loves showing off his puppet skills. So don’t be surprised if he calls out “y/n! Babe! Y/n! Over here — This is how the Ant looks in action.” Then he proceeds to iron maiden the victim. Give him a thumbs up and congratulate him please. Even if it’s kinda a very graphic scene.

Kinda fucks with PDA tbh, like he tones it down once Gaara becomes Kazekage because he needs to keep up a respectable image, but still does light PDA. Pre Kazekage Gaara, he would suck your face off anywhere. But when Gaara becomes Kage, he just gives you quick kisses instead. Doesn’t go for handholding a lot, prefers having an arm around your shoulders or around your waist. Slaps your ass too, if there isn’t a lot of people around and he can get away with it. If you wanna make him jealous though, all that composure goes out the window.

KISS HIS HANDS. LOVE HIS HANDS. When you’re at home and you two are cuddling, run your thumb lightly over his knuckles, over his calloused palms, kiss the pads of his fingers... it just makes him so soft lol. Like kiss the scars of blisters or scratches from his work tools and he’s putty in your hands girl.

I’m 100% sure that Kank can handle a moody / bratty s/o. Like you’ve got a little spice? He can take that. Afterall, he handled little moody pre teen Gaara before, I’m sure he can handle you. Doesn’t mean he isn’t stubborn though, he won’t let you win arguments. Which is a problem if you’re stubborn too. You will argue for hours and wont even remember what you were arguing about to begin with, then one of you’ll have to be like: pause the music.. what were we even mad about? Neither of you can remember and you’ll just shrug it off and go out for ramen or something like nothing happened.

If you don’t already have somewhat of a thick skin when you start dating Kankurō, you will eventually form one. If not, shits not gonna work out. Like he’s just a teasing person and he likes to have little roast sessions, they just entertain him. He hardly ever oversteps himself when it comes to the banter, but if he does he’s kinda oblivious. If you start crying though he’ll feel so bad, like it was just mindless teasing he didn’t mean to make you cry. Will remember what made you react like that and won’t ever mention it again.

I think he also tells the best stories. Like he just has the best expressions and voice for it. Not to mention having a jinchuuriki and Kazekage as his brother; he’s experienced some crazy shit. He mindlessly babbles them out to you whenever something reminds him of that particular time. Like if he sees a person walking their dog, it brings him back to the time when he defended kiba against one of the Sound Four. Then boom. He just randomly blurts out the story as you two are walking.

Kankurou is a surprisingly good cuddler. He always wants to be the big spoon and likes to pull you close to his chest and sling his arm around you lazily when you’re watching tv together . He’s constantly getting his hands tangled in your hair because he loves to play with it. Sometimes if you fall asleep while he’s cuddling you, you’ll wake up two French braids or something. Honestly, you’ll be shocked at how he managed to do that at first, but let’s be real he probably styles his puppets hair in his free time.

Overall an entertaining s/o, I would reccomend.

Darui

Oh boyyyyyy... Where do I start with this guy? He’s such an amazing hype man. Like Darui is so fucking flattered that he managed to score such a smart and gorgeous person that he will never let you forget it. He swings you compliments all the time and they don’t even sound overbearing from him because he’s just that cool. Even the way he compliments you is cool. Don’t forget to compliment him too though.... pls be eachothers hype men.

He’s also the loyalist man you will ever meet — we see what he’s like with the Raikage, you can’t tell me otherwise. Like once the two of you are officially dating he is committed 100% to you and will do anything for you. So do not mistake his laid back demeanour for laziness because when it comes to your relationship he is ready to do whatever you want. You want a certain flavour of ice cream, but the store ran out? He will go to every single grocery store in the village to find you that flavour for you. His s/o deserves the best and if they can’t have their favourite ice cream then he won’t rest till they do. Literally. Sometimes you have to go out and find him and tell him it’s okay and that he can come home, you don’t need that flavour that badly.

Handles periods the best too. Like he’s actually mature about it for the most part. Will 100% go out and buy you tampons or pads because like I said, he will do whatever you want. He’s also practically a human heater so he will lay down with you and cuddle you to help relieve some of the cramp pains. Can figure out when you’re PMSing too and will handle it well too. Like you’re literally just spazzing out in the middle of the kitchen and you’re yelling about something that happened 2 years ago, he he just pulls you into a hug and holds you there until your anger dies down a little bit, then he picks you up and tucks you into bed. Idk how it works, but it does. Every single time.

When it comes to gift giving he’s so subtle about it. Like he isn’t the type to do something extravagant and flashy for his s/o, but his gifts are still so thoughtful and considerate that you can’t help but blush at them. He’s observant and he notices the things you like, what you talk about more than other things, etc. He takes all that into account when he wants to buy you a gift and every year he never fails to melt your heart. It also makes him super giddy when he sees you wearing / displaying his gifts in your room or something. He is always so insecure when he actually hands you the gift though, but the look of joy on your face instantly washes his hesitance away.

Honestly you two are the coolest couple in the whole Cloud, like you’re just such a badass duo. Omoi and Karui love you two, Killer Bee loves you two, Cee and the Raikage too. It’s kind of funny just how invested the Raikage is, though. Definitely cries hysterically if you and Darui get into a fight, hes all like “no! You two are meant to be, this can’t be happening!” And Darui is like... sir it was a minor fight, we’re still together... Killer Bee has also definitely made a rap about you two or at least used you two for a line in his rap. It was pretty garbage, but it’s the thought that counts; plus you guys are so cool that the rap just automatically becomes cool too.

Darui constantly apologizes for things that aren’t his fault. You learn to get used to it, but it’s a little confusing at first. One night he came to your apartment all depressed looking and he’s like “y/n, I’m so sorry, but I have to tell you this now.” And you think his ass is cheating on you or something because of how solemn he looks so you’re bracing yourself for the worst, when in reality he just wants to postpone your date an hour or two because he has to help the Raikage with something. You just stare at him for a good five minutes because wtf why didn’t he just call you? Like why does he look so distressed over something as minor as that??

Your fights don’t last very long at all. He’s a reasonable and understanding person, so he doesn’t initiate fights very often. I feel like you guys only really fight when it comes down to spending too much time apart. Like he’s been too busy with being the Raikages second hand man and you’ve been occupied with missions and your own business, you two just miss each other and kind of end up getting frustrated with each other and eventually you guys snap. Like you can’t make the date on Friday and want to re schedule, but Friday’s the only day he can make it. Cue snappy comments and one of you hanging up the phone on the other. Daruis always the first one to apologize though, go figure.

You guys are also another badass duo when it comes to fighting, like he’s super observant of you and he knows your next move before you know it. If you’re a bit on the impulsive side he’ll lowkey get frustrated because he doesn’t want you to get hurt when it’s something he can prevent. Especially if you’re fighting together, like he doesn’t want that on his conscience. Like you will never stop hearing him apologize if you get injured when he could have prevented it. You constantly have to shut him up lol.

Honestly playing with his hair is the best, he actually likes when you try and take care of it too. Even if it doesn’t work out all the time because you can’t really tame it, he loves the feeling of your fingers massaging his scalp anyway. So he’ll let you have your fun, but only you can touch it. His hair just feels so fucking nice too, like you have to refrain yourself from running your hands through his hair randomly. You definitely fluff it sometimes though.

He likes to be the big spoon when you two cuddle, but he doesn’t mind being the little one sometimes — only if you play with his hair though. Like just start running your hands through his hair and he’ll pass out just like that. Really likes when you lay your head on his chest and you just kind of sprawl yourself ontop of him. Sometimes he does that to you instead, especially after a long mission where he hasn’t seen you for a long time. He just lays his head on your chest and loves the feeling of your chest rising and falling gently as you sleep.

He is not that into pda, will wrap an arm around you or give you his jacket when you’re cold, but does not make out with you in public. If he’s feeling needy then he will simply pull you into an alley and kiss you there, but he’s pretty good at controlling himself and hardly ever needs to do that. Gives you occasional kisses on the cheek though, but absolutely no touching around the Raikage. Even if the Raikage literally doesn’t care. Darui just thinks it’s uncool.

You guys have super chill dates. Like just going out to dinner or hanging out at each others houses. The best dates are the spontaneous ones. Darui doesn’t do them all that often, but whenever there’s like a thunderstorm or a rainstorm outside, he will run to your place and you two will watch it together. Like just perch yourselves on the windowsill with a bunch of blankets and some snacks and you’re good to go. It’s kinda dangerous but both of your definitely fall asleep on the windowsill.

10/10 overall. Darui is so fucking cool he owns my ass.

[tchallasbabymama]

Potential Breakup Fic

Yes, this is inspired by the re-release of the classic “Potential Breakup Song” by legends Aly & AJ. Check out the rest of my Masterlist HERE. Enjoy!

Word count: 2223

CW: Niggas aint shit. Kiana sat on her couch and tried not to cry into her glass of merlot. She took off her heels and got up to unzip her dress and take off her bra since she knew she wouldn’t be going anywhere tonight. She checked her phone again and was met with an empty screen. No notifications, no missed calls. She threw her phone down in anger, and was thankful when she noticed the screen didn’t crack.

“I can't believe this nigga.”

She looked at the clock and shook her head. It was 12:07am, and her 25th birthday was officially over without so much as a word from her boyfriend. Just last night he had told her to be ready by 7, and she hadn't heard from him since.

They had been together, on and off, for three years. They met their junior year at Howard, but didn’t hit it off right away. He was too slick for her liking, but over time he eventually weaseled his way into her heart. His smile lit up the whole room and his big brown eyes could seduce anyone just like that. And he did, constantly. T’Challa was a huge flirt, and it was cute when they were still single and just getting to know each other, but even now T’Challa turns his charm on for every pretty face he sees. Kiana had brought it up to him many times, letting him know how disrespected she felt. He would always say the same thing.

“But entle, I’m just being nice. You know I only have eyes for you.”

She did know that once, but that ended about a year and a half ago when she was casually scrolling through twitter on his phone and caught him cheating.

“T’Challa!”

“Yes, my love?”

“What the fuck is this?!”

“Why are you on my phone?!”

“Don't fucking raise your voice at me, I’m not in the wrong here. I saw a funny tweet and started scrolling when YOU got a text from some bitch named Jasmine talking bout ‘I miss you daddy’ and sending you pictures of her pussy. Care to explain?”

He reached for the phone and she pulled it away from him.

“Nah-uh, talk.”

He sighed in exasperation. 

“If you give me the phone I can explain, sithan-”

“Don’t you fucking ‘sweetheart’ me, answer the goddamn question. How long, T’Challa?!”

“Just once. Eh, one and a half maybe-”

He was interrupted by a throw pillow to the head.

“How the fuck do you halfway cheat nigga?!”

“She just gave me head the first ti-”

“That’s still cheating!”

“Will you lower your voice? You have neighbors.”

“Fuck! Them! Did you even use a condom?”

“Yes, Kiana I’m not-”

“Stupid? You’re not stupid?” Kiana laughed. “Get the fuck out of my apartment.”

“My love, I-”

“Oh now I’m your love? Where the fuck was that energy when you were balls deep in this other bitch?!”

T’Challa stood there dumbstruck. He had never seen Kiana get this angry and didn’t know what to say. He knew he was wrong when he did it, but seeing the tears streaming down her face made him truly regret what he’d done. She had been so busy with school and work that she barely had time for him anymore. He had needs and just so happened to stumble upon someone more than willing to fulfil them. 

He cursed himself for not locking his phone or at the very least, turning it over. 

“How many, T’Challa...” Kiana sniffled.

“I told you, it was only twice-”

“How many women?!”

He froze, not knowing if he should mention Lisa since that was so much earlier in their relationship.

“Oh my god...oh my god...oh my- are you fucking serious?! I-I have to...I have to go get tested, I-”

“Kia-”

“What?!”

She looked at him with such fierceness that he shrunk under her gaze.

“I-I am sorry, I didn’t do it to hurt you, I was-”

He was stopped by a heavy-handed slap across his cheek that nearly knocked him over.

“Get the fuck out.” She said, barely above a whisper.

Six months later they ran into each other in the grocery store and decided to catch up over a cup of coffee. Kiana had healed and moved on, but T’Challa was still stuck on her. They had spent almost two good years together before he ruined what they had, and he just couldn’t let it go. He loved her, and he was determined to make it work this time.

Or so he really, truly thought before he met Marci...and Tanisha...

T’Challa knew he wasn’t a one-woman man, but he just couldn’t let Kiana go. His dalliances were never serious, just enough to scratch his constant itching. Sometimes they were a one-time thing, but others stuck around if they were good enough and knew how to be discreet. No matter what though, he always came back home to Kiana because despite his trash behavior, he really did love her in his own toxic way.

However, he didn’t love her enough to double check his calendar before leaving work on her birthday, or any day leading up to it. He had forgotten what day it was, and when he told Kiana to be ready at 7 he just meant for a regular date night. 

It had been a long day at the Wakandan Embassy and Kiana’s Prince Charming needed a drink more than anything. He stopped at the first bar he came across that looked halfway decent. T’Challa walked up to the bar and caught the eye of the beautiful barkeep.

“Hiya, what can I do for you?”

T’Challa smiled his panty-dropping smile and she smiled back, revealing her perfect, white teeth. There was nothing he loved more than a pretty smile.

“Well, miss…”

“Tanisha,” she responded while using both arms to mix a shaker full of liquid courage and ice. His eyes avoided her chest, slyly watching in the periphery only. 

“Well, Miss Tanisha, I had a horrible day at work and I am in need of a whiskey on the rocks. Preferably Jack, but truly anything will do.”

“We all have those days honey. Here’s a double on the house,” she said as she slid the drink to him across the bar top with a wink.

T’Challa licked his lips and lifted his glass to her before taking a sip of the warm amber liquid. He let out a sigh and his day seemed to melt away. 

Tanisha kept coming back to check on him and they would chat when the crowd died down. T’Challa was on his third double when she came over with a plate of wings.

“You’re an angel.” He dug into the wings and made a complete mess on his shirt, so he went to the bathroom to try to wash the stain out. On his way back to the bar he noticed a very tall and sweaty man leaning over the bar trying to talk to Tanisha. From what he could see, she wasn’t feeling the conversation, but he kept approaching her anyway. When T’Challa returned to his seat she immediately gravitated towards him. This angered Mr. Tall and Sweaty, who drunkenly attempted to punch T’Challa in the face. T’Challa dodged the lazy punch and knocked him out cold with one hit. Security saw the whole thing go down, and removed Tall and Sweaty from the building once he came to. 

“What you got planned for the night, handsome?”

“Nothing at all, why do you ask?”

“I get off at 9, wanna hang out?”

“Absolutely.”

“Good, now here’s a water.”

“Thank you, angel.”

By 10pm he was already halfway inside her, and when his phone started vibrating he was too wrapped up in her to think anything of it. Without looking he quieted the annoying sound and turned the phone off so he could focus on the task at hand.

Two and a half hours later, T’Challa was creeping out of Tanisha’s bed right as Kiana was sliding into hers. She had washed off all her makeup, but she didn’t have the emotional energy to tie up her hair. Normally she would wear one of T’Challa’s t-shirts, but she was too angry with him so she slept in a cute nighty she never wore. She admired herself in the mirror for half a second before bursting into tears and pulling the covers up to her head. She tried to stop crying, but the tears kept coming and she eventually gave herself a headache. How could he miss her birthday?

Kiana got up and threw on her plush maroon robe before she padded to the bathroom to grab some Advil. On the way she noticed her phone getting multiple notifications, the first of which was from her best friend Bebe.

“Have u seen this?! Sis, I’m so sorry. When we slashing his tires? Just 3 tho, this nigga needs to pay $$$.”

“What the fuck is she talking about?”

Kiana clicked the link and saw that it was Bebe’s cousin Darrell’s Instagram Story. Apparently there was a fight at the bar where he was celebrating a coworker’s promotion and he had filmed it for all of Instagram to see. Kayla stared at her phone in shock. There was her aint-shit boyfriend at a goddamn bar on her fucking birthday. She watched him punch a guy in the face on her birthday. At a bar. Without her.

She thought the kicker came when she saw him turn around and flirt with the bartender, but the story after that just about killed her. There he was, leading her out the back door with his hand too far down on her lower back to be simply platonic. Even the caption read “Ooooh someone’s about to get some ‘thank you’ pussy. That damsel in distress pussy hit different!”

Kiana saw red and almost cracked her phone for a second time tonight. 

She grabbed the remaining merlot and downed it before throwing the bottle at the picture of them on the fridge. She watched the glass shatter and cut their faces while the trace bit of deep red wine seeped down the picture like blood. She wanted to trash the whole place, but remembered she would have to clean it later. Kiana started to hyperventilate and felt like she needed to get some air when she heard the lock turn.

“Kiki, what are you doin- are you ok? What happened here?”

Kiana ignored him as she walked towards where she threw her phone, silently pulling up the story and handing it to him. She watched his face go from confused, to shocked, to fearful. No regret, though. 

“Ki-”

“Give me your key.”

“Kiana, please let me-”

“The key. Now,” she said with her voice completely devoid of any emotion.

T’Challa assumed she would be angry and yell or throw things, but this quiet storm terrified him. To him, it felt like she didn’t even care anymore. He was right.

He slowly reached his hand out and she snatched the key ring, removing hers and tossing the rest back to him.

“I’ll have your stuff packed by the morning. It’ll be outside my door by 8am. If it’s still there when I get back from work it’s going in the trash.”

T’Challa couldn’t bear the coldness in her voice. Tears rolled down his face and his knees buckled.

“Kiana, please. I can explain, I didn-”

“I don't give a fuck what you did or didnt do. You know why?”

“W-why?”

“Because it was my birthday, T’Challa. MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY and YOU forgot it. Not only did you forget it, my gift was you fucking some other bitch and leaving me lonely yet again. So no, I don't care if you fucked her or not even though I know your sorry ass did. I know she’s probably not the only one because I saw how easily you slid on in there in that video. You were way too comfortable, so I don't even want to ask you how many because it doesnt fucking matter anymore. Now you can stick your dick in every fine ass Black girl you see without remorse, oh wait...you were already doing that. So fuck you, get out my apartment before I call my brothers.”

“Kiana…”

“5, 4, 3,...” Kiana counted as she dialed her eldest brother Trey’s number, ignoring T'Challa's pathetic excuses. “2, 1… Hey Trey, I’m sorry did I wake you up?...Yeah I have a situat- oh look at that, his bitch ass is leaving-”

“I am sorry, Kiana,” T’Challa said one last time before she slammed the door in his face. He could hear her on the other side of the door explaining the situation to her brother, and when she started to cry it finally hit him. Her wails broke his spirit and more tears fell from his eyes. 

He knew Trey would be over soon to comfort his baby sister and he needed to get the hell out of dodge, so T’Challa left Kiana’s apartment and never came back. Not even for his things, which turned out to be the best thing for Kiana because she and her girls got to burn it all up in Trey’s backyard fire pit and finally release that toxic man from her life.

[refinedbuffoonery]

I + Can’t + Lose + You (1)

Read it on AO3.

A/N: I’ve had this half-written months! I’m so excited for finally share this with you. This is the official sequel to “Riley + Sunglasses + Undercover,” and I promise this will fix the mess I created at the end of R+S+U. :) 

*****

Mac forced himself to spend his day off in the worst, most boring way possible: cleaning his house. He’d been procrastinating it for weeks, and now his laundry piled up and a thin layer of dirt covered the floor, courtesy of everyone walking around in their dirty boots post-mission. He really needed to enforce a “no muddy shoes'' rule. 

His phone buzzed, momentarily rescuing him from folding the mountain of freshly-washed clothes on his bed. It was a text from Riley. I’ve been kidnapd. 

“What the hell?” he muttered, typing, Are you okay? Where are you 

Mac stared at his phone, waiting for a reply. Nothing. He folded three pairs of pants. Still nothing. Riley rarely took this long to text back. He sent a second text. Riles? 

Mac forced himself to wait a whole ninety seconds before calling her. The call went straight to voicemail. He swore. What the fuck happened? He called Matty, who picked up on the first ring. 

“Riley’s been kidnapped.” 

*****

One hour earlier…

Sweat slid down Riley's back as she walked up the stairs to her apartment after her run. Running was her least favorite form of working out, but it was a necessary evil in her line of work. 

She unlocked the door, entered, and stopped in her tracks. Her refrigerator door hung open, and someone was hunched over, rummaging inside. Riley took her earbuds out of her ears and wove her fingers through her keys, placing one between each finger. She left the front door open behind her as she creeped toward the kitchen. 

The figure suddenly stood, and Riley almost dropped her keys in surprise as she took in a familiar middle-aged bounty hunter. “Riley, what on earth do you even eat? There is no food in this house.” 

Riley cringed. She hadn’t gone to the grocery store in forever and had been living on takeout and dinners at Bozer’s apartment. 

“Hi, Mama.” Riley shut the front door behind her and tossed her keys on a nearby table. “How did you get in?” 

Mama Colton smiled. “Met your landlord. Told her I’m your aunt.” 

“Okay then.” Riley made a mental note to talk to her landlord about who her real family members were. 

“I have a proposition for you,” Mama explained. “I need your help catching a bounty, and in return I’ll give you a small percentage of the reward.” When Riley hesitated, she continued, “It’ll just be us and Jesse. The boys are sitting this one out.” 

Working with the Colton women was always a good time, but Riley didn’t want her money. “How about a few of your buttermilk pies instead?” She grinned.

“Damn my son is a fool,” Mama replied, grinning back. 

Riley grabbed her laptop as Mama filled her in on the mark: Hector Pitt, a thirty four year old former IT technician at a tech startup who stole classified data while fixing an employee’s computer. 

She set up a few programs to track the man down and took a shower while they ran. Knowing how the woman felt about boundaries and stepping on people’s toes, Riley trusted Mama not to snoop through her computer while she was in the other room. 

Riley was towel drying her hair when Mama hollered that the program got a hit. A traffic camera in a suburb of Phoenix showed Pitt walking down the street. 

Mama looked at her with admiration and someone else Riley couldn’t quite place. “You never let me down, Miss Riley.” Riley beamed back at her, filled with that same urge to please Mama as she had back when she dated Billy and worked with the Coltons on a regular basis. 

Riley finished getting dressed and packed her backpack. 

Mama tossed Riley her keys. “You’re driving.” 

Riley couldn’t believe she didn’t notice Mama’s bright red truck parked in the apartment complex’s parking lot earlier, but there it was, sticking out like a sore thumb in between a Tesla and a Mustang convertible. 

Not wanting to leave without telling anyone where she was going, Riley shot Mac a text. I’ve been kidnapd, she typed as a joke, accidentally hitting send while fixing her typo. She sent a second text. By Mama Colton….going to AZ for a couple days. Riley didn’t wait to see if the message sent before putting her phone on ‘do not disturb’ mode, tossing it in her backpack, and chucking the bag in the backseat. 

*****

Meanwhile, Mac completely lost his shit. 

All he got was “I’ve been kidnapd,” and arguably the most confusing part was that she spelled kidnapped wrong. She almost never had typos in her texts….part of being a hacker, Mac supposed. Not to mention that it also wasn’t like her to not give any clues as to who took her or where they’re going. 

Mac paced up and down the war room while Matty launched a search and rescue op. He had called Riley almost thirty times, but her phone immediately went to voicemail every time. Somewhere around the thirteenth call he’d stopped feeling relieved she’d picked up only to have been fooled by the “hey” at the beginning of her voicemail greeting. 

A new analyst whose name Mac didn’t know traced the text. Riley sent it while she was still at her apartment, which was even more confusing. 

On the big screen, the location tracker on her phone showed her speeding down the 10. She could be going anywhere. Plus, there were so many cars on the freeway that satellite imagery was useless. They’d never be able to pick out which car Riley was in without more clues. 

Fear closed around Mac’s throat. Unable to take his eyes off the tracker, he whispered, “Where are you?”

[petersasteria]

Think of Me - Tom Holland (2)

Pairing: rich kid!Tom x Reader, architect!Haz x Reader

Requested? Yes! From Wattpad x

This is for my 5k reads celebration on Wattpad.

Part 1 || Tom Holland Masterlist || Ultimate Masterlist

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Seven years. A lot can happen in seven years, but you and Tom kept your word; thinking of each other all the time. From each year that passed, Tom kept wondering about how you were doing, how the baby was doing. He mostly wondered about the baby, though. He wanted to know who the baby looked like and if it was a boy or a girl. You really went off the grid after the wedding. He tried to find you, but it's like you just disappeared.

He was utterly heartbroken and seven years later, he still is.

During those seven years, he and Anastasia became good friends. They relate to each other especially in the part of their lives where they had to break up with their lovers, because of the arranged marriage. All the mushy stuff was just for show for their families, but when it's only the two of them, they hang out like best friends.

Anastasia grew curious about you too, because Tom always talked about you. She also wondered what your baby would look like so together, they imagined what the baby would look like in their heads. Anastasia wanted to meet you too.

Like Tom, she also wondered about how her ex girlfriend was doing. Her ex girlfriend went off the grid too.

Sadly, they'll never know the truth.

The truth is, the day after the wedding, you and Leia, Anastasia's ex girlfriend, were called by Tom and Anastasia's parents.

"Hi, I'm Y/N." you smile at the girl next to you. She's the only nice thing in the meeting room you're both in. She looks at you and smiles back, "I'm Leia."

Just as you're about to talk, the door opens and in comes Nikki and Dom with Anastasia's parents. You knew it was them, because you heard Leia gulp in fear as soon as she saw them.

"Thank you for coming, ladies." Margot, Anastasia's mom says with a fake smile. "You both nearly ruined the relationship of our children, but we forgive you."

"Let's just cut to the chase," Dom starts. He glances at you and nods before talking, "We want both of you to disappear. Go off the grid or whatever you call it. We don't need you ladies ruining our plans for the company."

"We made a contract for you to sign." Nikki says, giving you and Leia the papers. "To summarize, the contract says that you will never be in contact with Tom and Anastasia. You are also not allowed to see them. We allowed you to enter their lives as lovers, but your time is up. I think I speak for all of us when I say, we want you out of their lives completely."

"You are not allowed to speak about this to anyone. This is absolutely top secret." Margot says sternly.

"I-I'm sorry, but I can't sign this." you say.

"Why not, Ms. Y/L/N?" Dom asks coolly as he looks at you with no sympathy. "Is there a problem?"

"Yes, actually." you take a deep breath, "I'm pregnant and it's Tom's. He deserves to be in his child's life."

"Keep your bastard child away from him and our family!" Nikki raises her voice. "It won't be good for Tom's image and he doesn't need a child at the moment. We'll only accept children from Tom and Anastasia. Now sign the goddamn contract or we'll send you to jail."

"You wouldn't want your child to be raised in jail, would you?" Dom asks. You shake your head as tears clouded your vision. "Then sign the papers."

You and Leia wordlessly sign the papers and after that, you and Leia received five thousand pounds each as a thank you for officially staying away from Tom and Anastasia.

You and Leia kept in contact and remained good friends. She constantly checked up on you when you were pregnant and she was there for you when you gave birth. She became your best friend! There was someone there for you too whenever Leia wasn't around. You met him when you were five months pregnant and he's been there for you ever since.

He's also your fiancé.

You were standing in line to buy yourself some hot chocolate at a café. You missed the taste of coffee, but the doctor said caffeine isn't good for the baby so you opted to drink hot chocolate everyday in lieu of coffee.

The man in front of you is ordering and is taking some time to order. Kind of annoyed and irritated (mainly because of your mood swings), you mutter under your breath, "You should've thought about your order before falling in line."

Unfortunately, he hears you and turns around. He had a scowl on his face but it quickly faded once he saw you. He smiled and turned to the cashier, "I'll take a latte; the large one please. Also, two slices of cake please. I'll have a red velvet."

He leans a bit closer to the cashier and whispers, "And ask the lady behind me what she wants to drink and what slice of cake she wants. Tell her it's already paid for." He smiles and hands the cashier an approximate amount of the bill.

You let out a sigh of relief when the man leaves and occupies one of the tables in the corner. You ordered your hot chocolate and you were about to pay when the cashier interrupts, "Your drink has already been paid for by the gentleman before you. He also bought you a slice of cake and instructed me to ask you what slice of cake you wanted."

"....Is that also paid for?" you ask, just to be sure. The cashier just nods. "Oh, okay. Um, I'll have a slice of Y/Fave/Cake."

Realizing that the man gave too much money, the cashier shyly asks if you could give him his change. You nod and made your way to the man who was smiling softly at you. He lets you sit in front of him and you gladly accept, because your back has been aching.

"Thank you for the treat." you smile as you give him his change. He nods as he puts the change in his wallet, "It's the least I could do for making you wait."

"I'm Harrison, by the way." he smiles. "And you are?"

"Y/N."

"I hope your husband won't kill me." he chuckles.

"Oh, I don't have a husband. I'm single, actually." you say softly, your mind drifting to Tom.

"I see." Harrison realizes that you probably don't want to talk about it, "Um, how many months are you pregnant?"

You glance at your belly and smile before looking at him, "Five months."

"Do you know the sex of the baby?"

"It's a boy."

Both of your orders arrive and you feel yourself getting comfortable around Harrison. You exchanged numbers after that and you met up a lot. You learned that he was studying to be an architect and that he's currently doing a year of work experience before getting a postgraduate degree.

He instantly became a part of your life and he held your hand when you gave birth to Theo.

After two years of friendship, he asked you to be his girlfriend. Of course you said yes. After five years of being together, he finally proposed.

Did he know about Tom? Yes, he did. You told him as soon as you said yes to being his girlfriend.

Did he know about the contract? Yes. You didn't want to hide anything from him.

Did he know about your letter to Tom? Yes.

Did he know that you still think of Tom? Yes. You didn't need to tell him. He just knew and somehow, it made you feel guilty. You love Harrison, but you still loved Tom. Your heart ached for Tom.

Harrison knew that too. It hurt him sometimes to know that you would think of another man; to think of being with Tom. He completely understood your love for Tom. But sometimes he just wants you to think of him too.

He kind of feels neglected, but he never told you that because he knew you'd feel guilty and that might result to you thinking of him out of guilt and not out of love. So sometimes when you're sleeping, he would silently cry himself to sleep.

Sometimes you hear him.

Sometimes you pretend you don't.

You felt really bad.

Regardless of what's going on in his head, Harrison loves you with everything in him and he loves Theo like his own son. Theo treats him like a father.

Theodore Hayden Y/L/N is an amazing kid. He's smart, he's talented, he's funny and he's really adorable. He doesn't really look like Tom, but if you look at him long enough, you'll see a resemblance.

You and Harrison love Theo and he loves both of you, his parents. You're a teacher for kids and Harrison is a successful architect. He bought you a house for the three of you to live in two years ago. You talked about expanding your little family before and Harrison loved the idea of kids running around with the family dog while both of you prepared snacks for the children in the kitchen.

You're at the grocery store with Harrison and Theo, because you needed food at home and Theo's 7th birthday is in three days.

"Tyler texted me, because he couldn't reach you. He's asking if you've decided on the center piece for the tables at the reception." Harrison informs you as he waits for your reply. Tyler is the wedding planner. You met him through Mitch, your co-worker. They're dating.

"Yes, I have. Tell Tyler that I-"

"Y/N?" you turn around to see someone who you were surprised to see.

"Anastasia!" you gasp. "I didn't expect to see you here."

"We just moved in the neighborhood." she smiles.

"Oh, welcome to the neighborhood, then." you smile back.

"Ana, I found the-" Tom stops in his tracks as soon as he sees you. "Y/N?"

You just stare at him. He was someone who you thought you'd never see again. Harrison wanted to kill himself at that moment. He just witnessed the love of his life seeing the love of her life. He could've sworn he heard her heart beat fast. It makes him wonder if your heart beats fast whenever you see him, if his appearance takes your breath away. He wonders why it hurts so much, but he realizes that when your heart hurts, it's because it's real.

His heart hurts, because after all this time, Tom is still your number one guy.

His heart hurts, because you don't love him as much as he loves you.

And maybe that's why he finally snapped.

He didn't react badly at the grocery store, In fact, he kept it under wraps. He would never want to humiliate all of you in a public place. He never spoke to you in the car which was weird and Theo was asleep. So as soon as you got home, you immediately asked what the problem was.

Harrison is putting the groceries away while you put Theo in his bed. You make your way downstairs and help Harrison, "Okay, cut the shit. What's wrong? I know something's wrong."

Harrison glares at you before looking away and mumbling under his breath. You roll your eyes and ask, "What's wrong, Haz?"

"Nothing."

"Bullshit."

"I said it's nothing! Can't you just drop it?!" he raises his voice, knowing that if he yells, Theo will wake up.

"No, I'm afraid we can't. I'm your fiancé, goddammit! Why can't you just be honest with what's bothering you?" you say, matching his tone. "Is this about Tom?"

He just looks at you and stays quiet.

"Oh my god." you sigh heavily, "It is, isn't it? What the fuck is wrong with you?? He didn't make a move on me, did he? Haz, he's married and you know about the contract!"

"I know!" Harrison finally cracks as tears stream down his beautiful face, "It just hurts, because I saw the way you looked at him. It was so full of love and- and longing. You looked at him as if he was the last bucket of water in the desert. You don't look at me like that, Y/N."

He cries, "And I know you don't love me as much as you love him, but-" He gasps for air, "It's just so painful to know that if you were given a chance to pick between me and him, you wouldn't hesitate to run to him. That, above all, hurts the most."

"Sometimes I ask myself if I ever really matter to you or if I cross your mind sometimes, but then I realize of course you don't. You're too busy thinking about him and loving him that you forgot all about me." he sobs. You're staring at the broken man in front of you and you didn't know what to say.

"There are times when I've wanted to reach out to Tom and ask him, 'how come she loves you?'. I know it's stupid, but I just wanted to know how you were able to still love him while being with me. I also wanted to know what if felt like to be loved by you." he sniffs. "All my mates were telling me to leave you, but I didn't."

"Why didn't you?" you ask. If he was feeling this way for such a long time now, why didn't he leave you?

"Because when I imagined what my future would be like, you were in it. You're my future, Y/N. I planned on marrying you and having kids with you and just being domestic with you. And I love Theo like my own. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love him as much as any father loves their son. I would do anything for him." he cries once more.

"Sometimes I wonder if you're only with me, because I'm the only one available. Sometimes I think that you're scared of leaving me, because you wouldn't have anyone else." Harrison sniffs and wipes his tears away.

"There's only so many times I can mend this heart and this time, the damage is so broken that even I can't mend it anymore." he sobs. "I'll stay at my mum's place for a few days. I'll leave alone to think. I'll come back when you tell me to, because I don't want to come back here and your mind isn't made up yet."

You didn't stop him, because he was right. You needed to think and it won't help if he was around. Harrison went up to your shared room and packed a few clothes in his duffel bag. He came down a few minutes later and you were cooking dinner.

"When I come back, I want to know if you still want to marry me." Harrison says softly. You look at him and frown, "You're leaving now?"

He gives you a tight-lipped smile and a small nod, "I'll see you in a few days." Harrison immediately leaves after that.

It's been a week since Harrison left and for the first time, you thought about Harrison and how he's doing. You wanted to know if he's hydrated or eating well. You're getting really worried about him, because ever since he left, he didn't text you for random updates like you normally would.

Today's the day of your scheduled cake tasting with Harrison and you wonder if he'll show up. You dropped off Theo at your parents' house and you drive to the venue of the cake testing where you see Harrison's car already parked there. You smile to yourself and immediately park your car and locking it.

You walk inside the venue and smile when you see Harrison talking to Tyler.

"The bride to be is here!" you were too busy looking at Harrison to realize that Tyler's looking at you. Harrison looks at you and smiles. You smile back and sit next to him. Tyler walks off to inform the baker about your presence, leaving you two some privacy. You lean and whisper in his ear, "I finally made up my mind."

Harrison looks at you and nods. He kind of already accepted it on the way there.

"You pick Tom."

"I pick you."

You look at each other and say, "What??"

"I thought you'll pick Tom?" he asks. You shake your head, "He's my first love, yes. First loves never really go away, but I'm ready to move forward with you... if you'll still take me back?"

"Of course. I'll pick you everyday, love." Harrison smiles and pecks your lips.

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You're officially an Osterfield. It felt so great and everyone had fun at the reception. You and Harrison figured that it'd be best to open your gifts now and save the best for the honeymoon ;)

"Y/N, you got something from Tom."

"You mean for both of us?"

"Nope." he shakes his head and hands you a box, "Just you."

You shrug and take off the lid of the box. You recall that you did the exact same thing to Tom when he got married to Anastasia, you smile at the memory. Tom's gift is a scrapbook for you and him. You take scrapbook from the book and flip through the pages and smile. It was full of pictures and little notes. You look at the box to see an envelope. You glance at Harrison only to see him checking out the new things you've been gifted.

You take a deep breath before opening the envelope and unfolding the letter.

Dearest Y/N,

Congratulations on your wedding day! I wish you all the best and happiness in the world. I hope you liked my present, darling. It was hard to make with my tight schedule and all.

As promised, I thought of you all the time. There was never a day where I didn't think of you. I was also thinking about our baby too.

I assume it was him when I saw you again at the grocery store. He didn't look like the child I pictured in my head, but I didn't care. He's mine and it was such a great feeling to see him!

Tell Harrison I said thank you for being such a great man and lover for you, for being such a great father to Theo who isn't even his in the first place. It takes a lot of courage to do that and at this point, I salute Harrison.

Darling, please know that I'll always love you and I know that you'll always love me. But I think it's time for us to move on now. We could become friends again and I would love that. I want to be part of Theo's life.. or for the rest of his life (considering I never got to meet him for 7 years).

Harrison really loves you and I'm happy; I'm genuinely happy that you found a good man to settle down with. I want to get to know him. Is that alright? I figured we could become mates or something. He seems like a cool guy.

Anyway, congratulations again and have fun at your honeymoon.

I want to be a godfather HAHAHA!

I'll always love you and you'll always have a special place in my heart.

Sincerely yours,

Thomas x

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wow this is so long but I hope you guys liked it xx

lol i need sleep it’s nearly 3am so, im sorry for the typos

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[queen-of-the-avengers]

When You Know, You Know

Characters: Sebastian Stan x Suzanne Annucci (second person; you; you’re)

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: romantic fluff, sex, unprotected sex, oral (fem!recieving), slow sex

Summary: You’re officially not in renal failure anymore, so you decide to celebrate with Sebastian just by being by his side and living your life. Six months down the line, and you get to experience life greatest gifts, now that you’re not dying anymore.

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Author’s Note: This is the fifth part of seven parts of the commission for @sea040561​.

You’ve been away from the hospital for so long now, you forget how a doctor’s hands feel. Dr. Patterson’s hands are ice cold as they poke around the incision site to see if it’s properly healed or not. You’ve been going on for six months with your new kidney, and you couldn’t have been happier about it. After he checks you, he checks Sebastian’s wound, and he pulls away with a bright smile.

“I can officially say it’s a likely chance you’ll never have to do a dialysis session ever again.”

A wave of tears overcome you, and you put a hand to your mouth. You’ve waited so long for a doctor to tell you that. Sebastian knows how overwhelming this is, so all he does is rub your back in a comforting way.

“Your kidney is working perfectly. Sebastian must have been a perfect match,” he chuckles.

“He was,” you whimper happily.

“As for you, Sebastian, your incision site is healing quite nicely. I’d like to do a follow-up in another six months. After that, you’ll only come in if it starts to bother you or if you get sick.”

“Yes, sir,” Sebastian nods.

“Just make sure you’re taking all the medication, and I’d like for you to still record your temperature and blood pressure every day. You don’t have to send me the records, but if there is anything suspicious, then please come see me.”

“You got it doc,” you chuckle.

“Congratulations, Suzanne.”

He discharges you and Sebastian soon after, and you’ve never been so happy to go home. After that first kiss you two shared, you started dating. It’s been rocky at first because of how crazy his life is, but you’re managing it in a healthy way. You’re going from being alone your whole life to surrounded by people. It’s not an easy change, but Sebastian is helping you through it as best as he can.

It’s wild to think that you were watching movies with Sebastian, Chris, Anthony, and all of the other cast members you love so much to actually hanging out with them. Chris has been such a sweetheart since you met him, welcoming you with open arms. You’ve looked up to these people and their characters, so to say it was overwhelming is an understatement.

You’ve done more in the past six months than you’ve done in your entire life. You’ve been to parties, met actors outside of Marvel, been to events and award shows, and traveled to more places than just the grocery store and back. Sebastian has been nothing but kind to you from the moment you met, so you don’t want to complain about all of this, but you’re not used to getting this much attention.

Sebastian tries to keep you out of it as much as possible, but you’re in this relationship for better or for worse. As long as you have him by your side, then you can conquer anything. Speaking of parties, Sebastian promised to attend this party well before he even met you. It’s a formal black-tie optional event, so that means you need a really nice dress to compliment yourself. He’s picked out some good ones, but you kind of want to be fancy yet make it your own.

That’s why you decided to add a bit of lace to your dress. Your dress consists of a flowery-lace collar that extends to half your body, giving it the impression that you’re wearing a dress with one strap that lays across your chest. It’s black with a flowery pattern all the way to your ankles. Starting from your mid-thigh, there is a slit all the way to the bottom that shows off your legs whenever you walk. You’re wearing dark purple wedges to compliment it. You like how it looks on you, and Sebastian couldn’t agree more.

He’s having a hard time as it is to keep his hands off you, but since you two haven’t done anything intimate, he holds himself back. It’s not that you don’t want to, you do, but your disease has always stopped you from going too far with a man. You’re a virgin, but not because you were saving yourself. It was because of your medical problems. Now that it’s no longer an issue, you’re scared of what Sebastian will think once he gets you into his bed.

Will he hate being with a woman who has no experience? Will you not be able to perform well because your new kidney is still “new”? There’s a lot of reason why you’re nervous, but you just have to take this one day at a time. Like right now. All you need to do is get through this party. Talk to some people, eat good food, and have a good time.

“Are you sure you want to go? I can cancel,” Sebastian says when Chris heads down to the limo.

“It’s too late for that, but yeah. I think it could be fun.”

Sebastian takes your hand and leads you down to the limo. It’s a short ride, but everything in a limo makes it feel longer than it really is. When you arrive, there are cameras flashing in every direction, but you try to ignore them. If you had to pick what is the worst thing about Sebastian’s life, it would be how many cameras are in his face.

“Just ignore them,” he mutters into your ear as you walk up the steps.

“I am.”

The party is in full swing. Lights are colorful and flashing everywhere, there is a huge buffet set up towards the back, lots of tables and chairs for people to sit at and eat, a huge dancefloor in the middle of the room, and loud music that feels like it’s pumping through you. You can feel the bass vibrate your bones, it’s that powerful.

All of Sebastian’s friends are here. You’ve met and gotten to know Chris Evans and his brother Scott, Anthony Mackie is a gem to be around, Tom Holland is younger than you but closer to your age than Sebastian is, and Elizabeth Olsen is all smiles and jokes as usual. If you’re being honest, Elizabeth is just a year older than you, so you connect more with her than anyone else.

As soon as she sees you, she comes over with a big smile on her face. You’ve always told her how pretty her smile is.

“I can’t believe you came!” she hugs you tightly.

“How could I miss this?” you joke.

“I’m stealing your date,” she says to Sebastian.

“I’ll find you later, okay?” you say to him before Elizabeth practically drags you away from everyone else.

“I didn't think you were going to come.”

“I didn't either, but Sebastian and I are going on steady now. I have to get used to this if I’m going to be with him.”

She takes you to the back of the line for the buffet. It moves quickly, so you make small talk until you can get to a table and sit down and actually chat with her.

“How did the doctor’s appointment go?”

“I’m not a person that has ESRD anymore.”

“I am so happy for you!!” she squeals.

“I never thought I would get to be able to say that. Sebastian saved my life.”

“That shit is what movies are made of. Pitch that idea,” she chuckles.

“I’m sure there is a movie about it already.”

Elizabeth grabs two plates and hands one to you. There are things you’re able to eat here, so you grab those first before spotting the sugary-sweet items that don’t fail to make your mouth water. Elizabeth notices the way you’re staring at the cupcakes as if it’s the only thing you can think about.

“You want one?” she asks.

��You know, I haven’t had one in such a long time,” you say, tears building up in your eyes.

Elizabeth sees how emotional you get, and she just smiles knowingly. She knows you can have things you couldn’t have before, so she grabs two cupcakes and puts on on your plate.

“It’s a celebration cupcake. You did it. You beat it.”

“Thank you,” you whisper.

She leads the way to an empty table, taking it before someone else can. You’re about to dig in when you spot Sebastian with Chris and Anthony on the other end of the room. You hold up the cupcake and smile, and he just gives you two thumbs up. He’s your biggest supporter, and you don’t know where you’d be without him.

The rest of the night goes off without a hitch, and you actually find yourself having fun here. By the time it hits ten at night, the party is slowly dying. Normally, these parties go on until sunrise, but people have shit to do in the morning. Tom, Elizabeth, and Anthony have left for the night. Chris left with his brother since he’s staying over at his place, so if you wanted to, you and Sebastian can have the whole night alone to yourselves at his place.

Since the party is kind of dying down, you and Sebastian decided to take a break and chat on the balcony. The moon is at its peak, shining bright in the sky. It’s not cloudy for a change, so you can see the stars sparkle all around it. It’s a beautiful night.

“How are you feeling?”

“Better than I have ever felt in such a long time. I think I can love these things,” you chuckle.

“Good. I’m glad.”

“And I love you.”

You take that leap of faith. You’re wearing your heart on your sleeve, bare to whoever so much as glances at it. Sebastian snaps his head to you, not sure if he heard you correctly. His brain tries to catch up with your words, and when it does, he smiles widely. He’s loved you the minute he laid eyes on you, but he’s been waiting for you to say it. Love knows no time, so it doesn’t matter if three weeks have passed or three years--when you know, you know.

“I love you so much,” he whispers.

You set your glass of champagne on the edge of the balcony to embrace him. He accepts you into his arms, and you meet him in the middle for a passionate kiss. Your arms wrap around his neck, and he presses you flush against his body by pulling in your hips to meet his. Every kiss with him feels like the first one. They all hold that spark of passion--a little cradle of love.

He shifts you so that you’re pressed against the balcony edge. You’re so caught up in him that you don’t realize just how close you are to your glass. Your back knocks into it, and it flies off the balcony. You’re only on the second floor, but it feels like you’re a thousand feet in the air.

You pull away from Sebastian to stare at your descending glass. When it hits the pavement, it shatters into a million pieces. Thankfully, no one was around to get hurt by the blast. You and Sebastian go into a fit of giggles, and he wraps an arm around your shoulders.

“Let’s go home.”

Home is wherever he is. Home is your place. Home is his place. Home is the airplane that gets you to different events. Home is wherever your heart lies. It lies with Sebastian as his does with you. He takes you back to his apartment with the question lingering in the air: will you two finally do it knowing that you’re completely safe to do so?

You’re still nervous to go there with someone just in case something bad happens, but you trust Sebastian to take care of you. He can feel how nervous you are despite sitting right next to you on the bed. You’re fumbling with your hands, something you do when you’re not sure how to handle a situation. He reaches over and grabs them, and you turn to face him.

“I’ve never done it,” you blurt. He blinks once, and you scramble to explain yourself. “Not that I’m scared or waiting, but it was because of my medical conditions. I mean I’ve done other stuff, but I’ve never been able to go there with a man before. I’ve always been afraid my kidneys would just stop working.”

“You’re fine now. You have a working kidney.”

“Exactly. I have no viable reason to keep living my life as a virgin.”

“No, you don’t,” he whispers.

“I want you to be my first.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my entire life. You own my heart, Seb, and I want you to own my body.” You pause, thinking about how your words could have been perceived. “That came out wrong.”

“I know you mean,” he laughs. “And while we’ll have plenty of time to explore that side of you, we’ll take it slow tonight if that’s okay with you.”

“That’s perfect,” you smile.

Just like that, the tension mists away, and in its place, love. Sebastian takes the lead seeing this is your first time doing this, but he handles you with care, treating you as if you’ll shatter in his hands. He kisses you slowly, lowering you onto the bed. He takes special care in how he handles your body.

You thought you would be scared, but the truth is, you’re completely comfortable. You arch your back so that Sebastian can reach around your body and unzip your dress. The cool metal on your skin raises goosebumps on your arms, but Sebastian’s light touch sends shivers down your spine. He grabs the collar and slowly peels it down your body.

You’re only wearing panties since the dress could have been worn without a bra. Your breasts bounce free from the tight dress, but you’re no shy about it. You thought you would be, but with Sebastian, you’re okay with anything that happens. He tosses your dress to the side and stands up, admiring your body and everything it has to give. He loosens his tie and removes it, slowly unbuttoning his dress shirt next.

“Let me,” you whisper and sit up.

You replace his hands, continuing the path his fingers were set on. You make quick work, sliding his shirt off his shoulder with ease. You hook your hands into the waistband of his pants and pull him closer, his lips landing on yours. He takes back dominance and lays you back on the bed, falling on top of you. His strong arms hold himself up on either side of your head, and you admire the muscles begging to be touched.

He breaks apart from the kiss, but he doesn't stop there. He presses his lips against the base of your throat, nibbling on a patch of skin. Your mouth forms an ‘o’, but no noises out of it. Sebastian looks up to watch his reaction the further he goes down. He doesn't quite give you what you need. He teases you by kissing around your breasts to the valley of them. Your soft whimpers fuel his ego but not in a bad way.

“Sebastian, please,” you whisper.

He latches onto your right nipple, pulling it away from your skin with his lips. Since this is all new to you, this is the best thing to happen to your body. You express this with a soft moan. He keeps his eyes on you as he nibbles on it to get it as hard as he can. He tweaks the other one with his left hand, tugging and pinching it to get the same effect.

“Fuck, Seb.”

“You’ve seen nothing yet, darling,” he chuckles.

“Then show me.”

He releases your nipple so he can kiss all the way down to the hem of your panties. He can smell your arousal from where he is, filling his senses to the point where he just wants to grab you and have his way with you. There is another time for that, Sebastian. Just focus on her.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

“Yes, please,” you beg.

He slides your panties down your legs before spreading them so that you’re exposed to him. If he thought you smelled delicious, then the sight of you is ravishing. Your pussy glistens, begging for his attention. He runs two fingers through your lips, and you jerk from the pleasure. While locking eyes with him, he sticks those fingers into his mouth. He damn near explodes in his pants like a fucking teenager. He’s nearing forty-years-old, and you’re able to bring him back to his teen years just like that.

He knows he should take this slow, but he can’t help but give you two fingers from the start. He pushes them in deep to get you used to the feel of something long stretching you out. Your back arches from the burn, but it’s a good burn. He latches onto your clit, sucking and tugging on it with his lips. An explosion of pleasure erupts from your core, spreading out to the rest of your body like a goddamn wave. Your hand reaches down to tug at his hair, desperate to cling to something.

“Shit! Sebastian!” you moan loudly.

He moans at the taste of you, pumping his fingers faster and deeper. He curls his index finger to reach places you didn't even know excited. This is better than you could have ever imagined, and you don’t want this ending anytime soon. His tongue replaces his fingers, eager to get a better taste of you. His thumb rubs fast circles across your clit as his tongue reaches deep inside. The wet muscle clings to your walls like a piece of lint on your sweater. It’s going to be very hard to pull him away from you.

The coil inside of you grows tighter the longer he’s inside you. He knows a woman’s body better than you think he does, so he knows just when you’re close to the edge. He pulls away only to whisper something against your pussy as if it would talk back to him.

“Come.”

As if it has ears, it listens, and the coil snaps in two. Your orgasm washes over you more intensely than anything you’ve ever experienced. You arch your back as high as it can go, and Sebastian laps up every drop you’re willing to give to him. You’re so overwhelmed with the pleasure that you think tears are escaping your eyes. You’re not sure at this point, but you’re okay with it if it happened.

Sebastian pulls away once you’ve calmed down, and he kisses up your body in a trail of wet kisses. He meets your lips and immediately slides his tongue into your mouth much as he did down below. You can taste yourself on his tongue, but that only turns you on even more so.

“Let me,” you whisper, about to give him the same treatment he gave you.

“This is about you, darling. Trust me, we’ll have time for that later,” he chuckles.

He rushes to get his briefs and dress pants, eager to give you the really good stuff. His cock bounces free and slaps his lower stomach, and your eyes widen at just how big he is. Is it going to fit? Will you bleed? You hear people bleed on the first time. He sees the look in your eyes, and while he’s flattered you look like that, he wants to make sure this is what you want.

“Are you sure you want to go further?”

You know he would stop if you said no. However, you don’t ever want to stop. Fuck fear and anxiety. You’re taking this man all the way tonight.

“I’m sure,” you nod.

He grabs your hips and slides you to meet him, and with one pump, he presses the tip of his cock to your entrance. He grabs your hands and intertwines your fingers together so that when he presses in, you have something to grip. He slowly pushes himself into you, and you have to hold yourself back from crying out. It hurts, but you know it’s only temporary before the pleasure kicks in. He doesn’t stop until he’s fully sheathed inside of you.

“You’re doing great, sweetheart,” Sebastian encourages you.

Tears definitely leave your eyes this time, and he just presses kisses across your face to let you know he is there for you. His lips finally land on yours at the same time he bottoms out. He pauses, giving you time to adjust to the new feeling. It takes a few moments before you feel an angry need--a craving to have more of him.

“Please move,” you whisper.

He moves his hips slowly at first, but he knows just how big your want for him is, so he picks up the pace. You’re so intoxicating, every inch of his body is dedicated to making you feel good. He’s had sex before, a lot, but nothing compares to this moment right here. He lets go of your left hand to grip your hip to steady you before snapping his hips faster.

“Fuck!” you frag it out, throwing your head back.

He leans down and kisses your neck, settling on a patch of skin right above your collarbone. He sucks to make a bruise, his fingers grip to leave bruises, and his cock hits the back of your pussy to make you sing. Your moans and whimpers fuel him to go faster. Since this is our first time, you’re very close to the edge once again, ready to milk him until he’s dry. You’re doing things to him he hasn’t felt in years, so he’s ready whenever you are.

“Shit, you’re so fucking tight. You feel so good wrapped around my cock,” he groans.

“I think I’m close, Seb.”

“I know, darling. Come with me.”

Instead of counting down from three, he counts his thrusts. One. Two. Three. On the last one, he snaps his hips harder than the rest. Both of you tip over the edge, and you toss your head back with a loud moan. Sebastian’s groans are muffled by your neck. His cock twitches inside of you, shooting its last load into you.

“Shit,” Sebastian curses, kissing up to your lips.

“Is sex supposed to feel so… intense?”

“Not all the time. It feels like that when you’re with someone you love,” he whispers.

“I do love you,” you giggle.

“Let’s get you cleaned up. I can show you just how fun shower sex can be,” he chuckles.

“Are you this insatiable?”

“Only with you.”

He gives you Eskimo kisses before pressing his lips against yours. You’re not sure what sex is like with someone you don’t really know, but you know sex with Sebastian is the best you could ever have.

You can’t wait to have more.

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[johnsbleu]

Hold My Hand: John Wick x Reader Chapter 79

warnings: none hold my hand masterlist

You’ve spent the whole morning and afternoon preparing for Jimmy and Tess, and John had even ran to the store to get more groceries since it won’t just be the two of you eating. He got several things that you asked him to since you know Tess has certain things that she likes. She prefers water from a bottle. She likes a certain brand of bread, and she’s very picky on what kind of pickles she eats as well. She’s pregnant, so you’ll let it slide.

Sadie was beyond excited to see Jimmy and Tess, and she did exactly what you thought she’d do: pissed on the floor. Thankfully you had her in the backyard so it was just on the cement. Bleu was excited to see Jimmy and Tess as well, and Garfield was purring so loud that you could hear him from across the room. Tess and Jimmy both gave them lots of love, and they looked so happy to finally see them again.

Jimmy and John are now across the street looking at the damage in the basement, and Jimmy insisted that Tess stay at your house and that he’d take pictures for her to see it. He didn’t want her anywhere near the mold.

The kitchen smells so good since you put a pot roast in the crock-pot before you left to get Tess and Jimmy, and now with Tess’ help, you’re getting everything ready for dinner. The two of you are laughing hysterically as she tells you all about the shenanigans that Jimmy got himself into, and it feels so good to have her around again. You missed her so much, and you kinda hope the two of you never spend that long apart again.

Just as you start to set the table, you hear John and Jimmy coming in the front door, which you’re thankful for since your stomach is growling. John and Jimmy both wash their hands, and you lean up to peck John quickly as you finish getting out the silverware and plates.

“I don’t even get one. That’s unfair.” Jimmy teases, then he smiles when you peck him on the cheek. “Uh oh, Tess. I think your sister is trying to make a move.”

You notice the big bandage on Jimmy’s arm, and you point at it, “What’s that?”

Tess turns around a little and laughs, “Oh, go ahead, Jimmy. Tell them about your big hero moment.”

“I was a hero, Tess.” Jimmy says, flicking her shoulder a little, “Well, as we all know, Tess is allergic to bees. She was laying out by the pool when a big wasp landed on the table next to her. Me, being the hero that I am, I tried to get it to fly away.”

Tess laughs, “And in the process, you…”

Jimmy looks at you and starts to laugh, “In the process, I tripped over a chair and cut my arm on this little metal piece sticking out.”

You wince, “Oh, ouch. You got it all cleaned out though, right?”

“Yeah, yeah, we did.” he nods and pats Tess’ ass, “My little nurse.”

You jokingly gag and walk over to the table, then you sit down as everyone starts to dig into the food. Jimmy takes a big bite of the pot roast and sits back in his chair with a huge smile on his face.

“That means he likes it.” Tess laughs, and Jimmy gives you a thumbs up. Tess looks down at her plate, picking at her food, and she smiles when she looks up at you, “Thank you for letting us stay here.”

“Of course. You’d do the same for us.” you say, nudging her shoulder, “Eat your food. Don’t be all…timid and shy because you’re staying with us.”

“We just don’t want to impose.”

“Tess, listen to me, you’re not imposing. We’re not going to make you stay at a hotel when we’re right here. While you’re here, this is your home. Don’t be afraid to go in any room that you want. Nothing is off limits, we don’t have anything to hide.”

John laughs, “Just don’t go in my drawer next to my bed.”

You and Tess both look at John, and you cock up your eyebrow a little as he laughs.

“You know…like in shows when the parents say not to go in the bedside table. You know what? Never mind.”

Tess laughs when you shake your head, “Got some weird sex stuff in there, don’t ya?”

“No, we do not.” you say to Tess, then you look at John and shake your head again, “He’s just being a dork today.”

Tess laughs, then she looks over at Jimmy, “We have some news.”

You gasp quietly and look over at her, propping your head up and waiting for her to continue.

“So, while we were in Italy, Jimmy and I were talking about our hopes and dreams. I told Jimmy that it was always a dream of mine to be a mom, and that with my parents passing when I was young, I want to be as involved with my children as I can be.” she says, and you nod your head as she begins to smile, “Jimmy told me his dream that he’s always had. Go ahead, babe, tell them.”

Jimmy clears his throat and sits up, “Well, John already knows since we just talked about this a little bit ago, but…I’ve always wanted to start my own carpentry business. I love building stuff, it’s one of my favorite things to do.”

“Really?” you smile as you look at him, and he nods his head.

“Yeah, I just…” Jimmy swallows hard and sighs, “Being a cop was more for my parents than for me in the first place, and with Finn on the way, I can’t put myself at risk anymore. Watching John buy the shop inspired me to really think about what I do to do with my life. And I want to start a business. I want to be able to be there for Finn and Tess, and I can’t do that if I’m always on call for something.”

“Jimmy, that’s amazing!” you get up from the table and hug him, then you wrap your arms around Tess before you sit back down, “When do you plan on doing this?”

Jimmy takes a deep breath and looks up John, then at you, “Well, once Finn is born, I’ll have a few weeks off, and I plan on starting to hunt for a place somewhere in Oyster Bay. With John’s help.”

John reaches for your hand and smiles when you look at him, “We’re gonna help them out. A loan to help Jimmy get started, and anything else he’ll need.”

“Of course, I wouldn’t expect anything less.” you squeeze John’s hand and smile at him -- he really is the perfect man. You look back at Jimmy and Tess, and you let out a small laugh, “Tess got her wish after all; she wanted you to quit your job.”

“Well,” Jimmy leans over and kisses Tess’ cheek, “What Tess wants, she gets.”

Tess takes a big bite of her food, all while looking particularly pleased with herself.

“This is great, by the way.” John says, pointing at his plate. He reaches out for your hand and presses a kiss to the back of it, “Your food lately has been amazing.”

“I’ve cooked twice, maybe three times since we’ve been home.” you laugh, shaking your head, “Calm down, Wick.”

Tess rests her chin on her hand and looks at you, “So, how was your trip?”

“It was so good. We definitely have to go to the tree house sometime. Even if you and I just go on a girls trip or something.” you sit back in your chair a little and feel John’s hand on your thigh, “John and I had so much fun with Shiloh, and Gia and Christina were so nice to us. We swam, we went for a little walk down around their little orchard and picked apples and stuff. We went horseback riding! It was just amazing. I’ll definitely remember that trip for the rest of my life.”

Tess smiles, “I see John is wearing his ring.”

John happily holds up his hand as he chews his food, then he covers his mouth when he talks, “Every day.”

“Wait…” Jimmy furrows his brow, “You eloped?”

“No, no, she just gave me a ring to wear.” John laughs, and his cheeks turn a little pink.

Jimmy nods, stuffing his face with food, “That’s cool. I was offended for a minute thinking you two got married without us.”

Tess rolls her eyes and looks back at you, “Keep going, tell me more. I practically talked your ear off about my trip. It’s your turn.”

“Uh, I don’t know. John and I just kinda chilled out around the tree house. It was so nice there. One day it rained and we ordered some food, opened the windows, and just talked. Actually, wait…” you look at John and smile, “That’s the night we found the conversation starters. We talked about a lot of stuff that night.”

“Oh, my god. Did you like those?”

You nod your head as you look at Tess, and you glance over at John to see a smile on his face, “We loved them, and we never even got through the whole deck, so we’ll definitely do some more. They were so much fun, and we actually learned some things about each other that we didn’t know. John didn’t know that I’m allergic to fish, I didn’t know how many bones John has broken. Spoiler alert: it’s almost all of them.”

Tess laughs, “Of course.”

“While we were there, we also talked about some more serious things like marriage and babies.” you say, watching Tess perk up. “We’ve decided where we want our wedding, who we want there, and we even decided on a date. And as our maid of honor and best man, you two should be the first to know that I will officially become Mrs. Wick on…September 5th.”

“Like…the September 5th that’s coming up soon?”

“That very one.” you smile and look at John, “It’s our one year anniversary too. We want to have a small intimate ceremony on the side patio where you two got married, but I told John that I thought it’d be a cool idea to tear down the tennis court and use that for the reception, then after we can use it for birthday parties and barbecues. So, I think John is going to call someone this week and have them come out and tear down the fence, then John is going to start working on it.”

“Time for Jimmy to get some practice in if he wants his own carpentry business. Gotta see where my money is goin’.” John jokes, and you laugh quietly. “Nah, I really could use your help though.”

Jimmy nods his head, “Of course, man.”

“Ooh, handy men.” Tess teases, then winks at Jimmy.

You smile as you watch John and Jimmy start to talk about the ideas he has for the tennis court, then you look back at Tess, “Oh, and John and I decided that we want to…start trying for a baby. So, I am now birth control free. Well, that’s not true. I just stopped taking it last week.”

“Shut the fuck up!” Tess moves out of her chair a little to hug you, then she sits back down, “Oh, my god!”

“Yeah, we’re really excited. I told John already that I probably won’t get pregnant within these next few months because even though I’m not taking birth control, it’s still in my body and it’s doing its job, but…” you shrug playfully, “We could get pregnant by the end of the year.”

“That’s the plan.” John says, getting up from the table with his plate. “To get this one pregnant by the end of the year.”

You laugh loudly and get up, “Yeah, he’s definitely trying.”

“Oooh,” Tess teases, nudging your arm and wiggling her eyebrows, “Well, we won’t disturb you two when you’re in your room.”

Jimmy is still stuffing his face with potatoes as you, John, and Tess clean up around him, and he sits back in his seat when Tess takes his empty plate.

“Knowing these two, there’s probably dessert.” Tess says, and Jimmy perks up.

You open the fridge and pull out some chocolate mousse in tiny cups, and Jimmy’s mouth drops open in shock.

“I didn’t make these, I bought them.” you laugh and hand him a cup along with a spoon, “Trust me, I’m not Suzy Homemaker. I can make, like two dishes. John and I usually order food every night, so I hope you like Chinese food, Mexican food, and Italian food.”

Jimmy laughs, “Lucky for you, I love all of those things.”

The four of you finish eating your dessert, and Jimmy insists on doing the dishes for you and John. Tess helps him load up the dishwasher, then she takes a break and leans over the counter, yawning loudly.

“Jet lag is the worst. I’m still struggling a bit with mine.” you say, then you lead Tess to their room, “I washed all of your sheets, made sure that you two have enough room for your clothes, I put a basket in the corner for your clothes. You know where the laundry room is obviously, feel free to use it whenever.”

Tess crawls into bed and lays down, “Ah, it feels so good.”

“Oh, this closet is huge.” Jimmy says, and he starts to put his stuff away. He waves it off and crawls in bed next to Tess. “This bed is so comfortable.”

“We’ll let you two catch up on your sleep.” you laugh and look up at John, “We’ll be in our room if you need anything. Oh, and don’t be freaked out if you hear noises in the night, sometimes John just randomly goes for a walk at like 3 AM, and you know me, sometimes I’ll get up for something to drink.”

“Got it.” Tess says, yawning again. “You can leave the door open a little. Garfield comes in every night around 2 and gets in bed with us. And don’t worry about being quiet or anything. This one sleeps like a rock, and since I’ve been pregnant, I knock the fuck out.”

You glare at Tess a little and shake your head, “It’s 7:30. We’re going to lay down and watch a movie.”

Tess puts her hands up in defense and laughs, “Well, you said he’s trying to get you pregnant.”

“Oh, my god. Goodnight, you two.” you laugh and shut the door a little as John laughs.

John puts his hand on your lower back and looks at you, “I’m gonna let the dogs out one last time.”

You pat John’s stomach and smile, “Okay, meet you upstairs.”

Since you have company, you and John can kiss sleeping naked goodbye. Tess will mostly like barge into your room at least once while you and John are still sleeping, and you're not going to take any chances. You’re going to hate sleeping in clothes, but you know that you can probably find something that will keep you a little cooler. You sift through your clothes and grab out several nightgowns that are possibilities.

“Uh,” you laugh and look down at them on the bed, “Well, I mean, I won’t be hot in this.”

You hold up a thin, black lacy nightgown and let out another laugh as you start to undress. Quickly putting it on, you head into the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth, then you hear John in the bedroom.

“Oh, I’ll be right back again.”

You catch a glimpse of John as he leaves the room, then you crawl into bed and turn on your fan. You snuggle under the covers when the cool air from the fan hits your skin, and you smile when John walks back in. He holds up a bottle of water, then he places it on the table next to your side of the bed.

You smile, “Thanks, John.”

“Gotta brush my teeth.” he says, then he walks into the bathroom.

A few moments later, John emerges from the bathroom in his boxers and crawls into bed next to you. When he lifts the blanket up, he sees what you’re wearing and immediately scoots closer to kiss you.

“I’m happy that we told Tess and Jimmy that we’re trying to have a baby.”

You smile, “Me, too.”

John brushes his nose against yours as he lingers inches from your mouth, and you feel his hand slowly sliding down your stomach. He leans back in to kiss you, slowly slipping his tongue into your mouth. His spit tastes like mint, and you suck on his tongue to get more of a taste.

He leans down, kissing and sucking on your neck, “So, are we going to watch a movie?”

You laugh a little as you pull him on top of you, “Nope!”

__

The weather has been nice today, but it’s disgustingly hot -- too hot to even go swimming. So instead you’re sitting in the basement watching TV, which wasn’t exactly the plan. You came downstairs to run on the treadmill for a bit since it’s too hot outside, but John is so focused on a book he’s working on, you don’t want to annoy him with the sound of the treadmill. At least that’s what you’re telling yourself.

The floorboards are creaking above your head so you know Tess and Jimmy must be home. They had went over to his parents house for breakfast so they could tell them all about their trip.

You hear a knock on the door, so you hop up quickly and stand at the bottom of the stairs, “Yeah?”

Tess opens the door slowly, then she waves, “Just wanted to tell you that we’re home. Well, I am. Jimmy just went to meet with the guy about the basement.”

“Tess, you can come down here.” you laugh and wave her down, “It’s not off limits.”

“Yes, it is!” John says, and you turn around to look at him as he chuckles like he just told the world’s greatest joke.

Tess has one foot on the step, but she slowly backs her way upstairs, “Oh.”

“He’s kidding, Tess.” you laugh, and she finally starts down the steps again.

She looks around in awe, then she starts making her way around the basement, “I’ve never been down here.”

“Haven’t you?” John asks, still focusing on his book.

Tess rolls her eyes when she sees John has a picture of you and him on his workbench, then she points at his safe, “What’s in there?”

You scoff, “What do you think?”

“Guns.” she whispers, then gasps when you put in the code and open it, “Oh, of course. Pictures of you two.”

You walk over to John and lean against his back as Tess continues to look through John’s safe, and he finally puts his work down to hug you. He turns around in his chair and pulls you in between his legs, then he wraps his arms around you and puts his head on your chest.

“Are you getting hungry?”

You nod, leaning down to kiss his forehead when he looks at you, “Yeah.”

John laughs, “I can hear your stomach growling.”

“Shit.” you let go of John and move Tess out of the way, and you reach into the back of the safe to a small stack of photos that you and John took one night. You tuck them behind your back and smile when Tess looks at you.

“What are those?”

You shrug, “Oh, uh, just some pictures.”

Tess smirks as she walks closer to you, “Pictures of what?”

You shake your head and move behind John for protection, “Just some pictures of John and I together…naked.”

“You’re such a liar.” Tess says, then she yanks a picture out of your hand and her eyes grow wide, “Holy shit!”

You groan loudly and pull it out of her hands, then you turn it around to see it’s a picture of you with John behind you and his hands on your bare breasts. You exhale in relief that it’s not one of the other more…inappropriate pictures.

“You two amaze me.” Tess laughs and turns around to continue looking through the safe. She pulls out the picture of John and Helen, then she turns around to look at John, “This is Helen?”

John nods, “Yeah.”

You walk over to Tess and look at the picture, “Look at John’s cute little smile. He was so happy.”

“John! You look so happy.” Tess says, looking at the picture.

“I was very happy.” he says, and you smile when you look over at him. “Almost as happy as I am now.”

You roll your eyes and laugh, “Reel it in, Wick.”

“That’s probably true though.” Tess says, looking down at John and Helen, “I mean, you’re going to get married and have a baby. John and Helen didn’t have a baby.”

You walk over to John and wrap your arm around his shoulder, “Well, we’re just different. Different circumstances.”

“I applaud you.” Tess says and puts the picture back, “If Jimmy had a wife, I’d always compare myself to her, but he’ll never have anyone better than me, so whatever. I’m the best he’s ever had and will ever have.”

You laugh and look over at John, “I would never say that to John.”

“Well, you should because it’s true! You’re the best John will ever have.” Tess says, then she starts to head upstairs.

John laughs as he looks at you and nods, “She has a point.”

You roll your eyes and look over John’s shoulder to see the book he’s working on. It’s nearly done, and all he has left to do is put his stamp on the inside, which happens to be one of your favorite parts. John grabs the stamp off of the shelf, then he hands it to you and watches as you press it down on the inside cover of the book.

“Little harder, baby.” he laughs, then he puts his hand over yours and presses down, “There.”

“Did you hear my knuckle pop when you did that?” you laugh, leaning against John, “Breakin’ my bones, Mr. Wick.”

John lets out a small laugh, and you turn around a little to look at him. The two of you hold eye contact for a moment, and you give him a sweet smile when his gazes falls to your lips.

“Are you gonna kiss me or are you just looking at my lips?”

He leans forward to kiss you, but you lean back a little to tease him. John frowns and sits back, “Fine, I didn’t want to kiss you anyway.”

“Whoa!” you gasp and point at the floor, “Hell…it’s freezing over. And I think I just saw a pig flying!”

John scoffs and begins to clean up his workbench, all while you cling to his back. You're probably bothering the shit out of him with how clingy you're being, but this is what he signed up for when he proposed to you.

“Am I bothering you, Mr. Moody?”

John stands up straight and pulls your arms around his waist tighter, “No, you’re like my little koala bear.”

You scratch your fingers against John’s stomach, then you lift up his shirt a little and scratch his back. He immediately sits down and leans against the workbench, and he lets out a big groan.

“That feels so good.”

You pull John’s shirt up more and kiss over his back, then you press a kiss to the big scar in the center like always. Pulling his shirt back down, you lean against his back and wrap your arms around him.

“Should we go get some lunch?” you ask, and John nods his head.

You start to head up the stairs when John grabs you by the waist and spins you around. He presses his lips to yours several times, then he sighs and looks at you.

You cup his face in your hands and press another kiss to his lips, “Are you sure I'm not bothering you?”

John nods, “Positive.”

Looking at John for a moment longer, you can tell he's not being entirely truthful with you. He's hiding something.

“I just...need to ask you something, and it might be a little weird.” he says, and you nod your head encouragingly. “Right now isn't the time though.”

You groan jokingly and head upstairs to see Tess on the couch, “We’re going out for some lunch.”

“Wanna come with?” John asks, and you turn around to look at him in confusion.

Tess gets off the couch and grabs her purse, “I am starving.”

You grab John’s hand as he walks past, then you pull him aside, “You’re still going to ask your question, right?”

John cups your face in his hands, then he tilts your head back so he can kiss you, “Let’s just have a nice lunch.”

__

Before you left for lunch, you stopped by and picked up Jimmy, then the four of you went out to eat. The conversations were good and the food was exactly what you wanted. John still hasn’t asked his question yet, and you kept a close eye on him all afternoon, hoping that his demeanor wouldn’t change, and thankfully it didn’t.

Tess asked you if you wanted to go swimming when you got home and you thought it’d be a good idea. Since it’s later in the afternoon, the sun isn’t directly above the pool and the air is getting a little cooler. It’s still hot as hell out, but it’s not too hot to go swimming.

You’re in your room going through your swimsuits, and you look up just as John walks in. He sits down on the bed, then he pats the spot next to him, “Come here, baby.”

Taking a deep breath, you sit down next to John and reach for his hand. The two of you sit in silence for a moment and your mind begins to wander to all the places it shouldn’t.

Is John really upset that Jimmy and Tess are staying here? Is John upset that you let Tess look in his safe? Is John upset?

“You know I love you, right?”

“Don’t start a conversation like that!” you look up at John and pull your hand out of his grip as he laughs, “I’m serious, John!”

He laughs and reaches for your hand again, “I just want you to know that I love you, and if your answer is no, I’ll understand.”

You shake your head, “You’re not making any sense right now.”

John reaches for your left hand and rubs his thumb over your engagement ring. He inhales deeply like he’s going to explode, then he lets it out as he looks at you, “If I asked you to go somewhere with me, would you?”

You smile, “I will go anywhere with you. And no, I didn’t mean for that to be as cheesy as it was.”

“Are you sure? Because what I’m going to ask you…is kind of weird.”

You scrunch your eyebrows in confusion and laugh, “Just ask me.”

“In a few days, it’s Helen’s birthday.” he says, and you nod your head. “Would you…come with me to visit her?”

“Really?”

John shakes his head and closes his eyes, “Sorry, it’s weird. I shouldn’t have asked. I can…I can just go by myself, if you don’t mind.”

“No, no, John, look at me.” you say, and John looks at you again, “I’m honored that you’d even want to take me with you. I think it’s very sweet. I’ll be honest, I always wondered when and if you’d ever take me to meet her. And please don’t ever feel like you need to ask my permission to go visit her. She was your wife, John. You’re allowed to go there. I don’t want you to think you ever have to ask my permission to do things, just like you don’t want me to think I have to ask you.”

John wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer, “I want her to meet you. I want her to see how happy I am now.”

You try to hide your face from John since you’re tearing up, but he cups your face and makes you look at him. He lets out a small laugh, then he presses his warm lips to your forehead.

“By the way, I don’t go there all the time. I haven’t been there in a year, the last time I went was for her birthday. I don’t want to go there all the time. Remember, we’re living in the moment.” he says, and you laugh as you look at him. “Going there and spending too much time there takes me away from where I really want to be: here. With you.”

“I’m really honored, John. I can’t thank you enough for truly opening your heart to me. It really means a lot, and it shows me that you really are committed to our relationship.” you say, moving closer for him to hold you. “I love you so much and I’m so proud of you. I can’t imagine how proud Helen probably is.”

John leans his head against yours and you watch as he spins your ring, “So, you’re not weirded out by this?”

“No, not at all.” you get up and grab your swimsuit so you can change -- Tess is probably wondering where you are. “I think it’s very sweet, and it means a lot that you think I’m good enough to meet Helen.”

John laughs, “Well, don’t say it like that. Of course you’re good enough.”

“Okay, maybe those weren’t the words I was looking for.” you say, watching John closely as you pull off your shorts, “Maybe the word I was looking for was…I don’t know. I guess it just means a lot to me that I mean enough to you to go meet her. Does that make sense?”

“It does.” he nods.

John is completely done with this conversation now that you’re undressing. You pull your underwear off and toss them to John, and he laughs as he holds them up like they’re some big prize. His gaze on you is now laser focused as you pull your shirt off and unhook your bra, and when your breasts fall out of your bra, he immediately gets up and cups them in his hands.

“You can’t keep your hands to yourself, can you? We were having a serious conversation.”

“Yeah, yeah…” John says, leaning down to kiss over your chest.

You let out a small laugh, then you turn around so John can help tie your swimsuit top. He wraps his arms around you, and your eyes meet in the reflection of the mirror. A smile tugs at your lips as you hold his gaze, then he leans his chin on your shoulder.

“You do mean a lot to me, peach.” he says against your cheek, “And I wouldn’t have asked you to go with me if you didn’t. And if you’re uncomfortable, you need to let me know. I don’t want you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

You turn your head a little to look at John, “I’m not uncomfortable. I’m excited to meet her actually.”

“She would have loved you. I know I’ve told you that before, and it is a little weird to think about, but she would have.” he says, and you smile when you see him pulling out his swim trunks. You didn’t even ask if he wanted to go swimming with you, he doesn’t need permission, of course, it’s just kinda soft that he wants to go swimming.

“I bet I would have liked her too. She made you happy, so anyone who makes you happy is instantly likable in my book.”

John laughs as he pulls his shirt over his head, “You make me very happy.”

“You just want me to fall into a puddle of goo right here, don’t you?” you tease, walking over to kiss John, “I’ll meet you outside.”

John grabs your arm and kisses you on the lips, almost knocking the breath out of you and buckling your knees in the process. He moves your hair out of your face as you wrap your arms around his neck, then he kisses your forehead.

“I love you more than anything in this world.” he whispers, leaving his lips on your forehead.

Your eyes are still closed since you’re still trying to process that kiss, but you open them and look at John, “I love you, too.”

His hands slide down your sides and onto your ass, “I’ll meet you outside.”

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After swimming this afternoon, you and John snuck up to the bedroom for a nice little quickie. John really blew your mind, so you’re currently still laying in bed naked as he takes a shower. The shower turns off, and you prop yourself up a little as John walks into the bedroom with a towel around his waist. When he sees you still in bed, he gives you a wink and smiles smugly.

“Really knocked you out, didn’t I?”

You laugh, “Yeah, well, you always do.”

John pulls on a pair of boxers and he starts to laugh when he feels you watching his every move, “You gonna get up, peach?”

Laughing as you sit up, you wiggle your legs and rotate your ankles, “My legs still feel like jello.”

“Well, you, uh, told me to…” he stops talking and turns around to look at you walking over to him.

You wrap your arms around his neck and lean up to kiss him, “Oh, I know what I told you to do.”

John moves you back to the bed as he crawls on top of you, kissing you with no end in sight. His lips on yours are persistent and his hands begin to explore up and down your body, then he leans back a little to look at you.

“I should shower.” you say, leaning up to kiss John again.

Exhaling heavily, you get up from the bed and head for the bathroom for a quick shower. Ten minutes later, you emerge from the bathroom in your robe to find John and Tess sitting on your bed talking. They both look at you as you walk through the bedroom and over to the dresser for a clean pair of underwear.

“Don’t mind me.” you laugh as you sift through your drawer, “Just grabbing some underwear.”

Since you’re wearing a robe, you don’t mind getting dressed in front of Tess. You quickly pull on your underwear under your robe, then you grab a sundress from your closet and put it on. From the corner of your eye, you see John watching you and when you look over at him, he gives you a small wink.

“I’ll let you girls talk.” John says, then he gets off the bed and heads downstairs.

“So, John told me that he asked you to go with him when he visits Helen. That’s a pretty big deal.”

You nod as you wring the water out of your hair, “Yeah, I’m kinda nervous though. I don’t know what I’m supposed to wear, or say, or even do. I don’t know. I have mixed feelings. On one hand, I’m honored that John even wants to take me to visit her, and it kinda makes me weak in the knees that he wants her to see how happy he is. But on the other hand, I’m nervous because I mean…it’s his wife. What if the sky turns dark and lightning strikes a tree, then a branch falls on me and kills me?”

“Your imagination knows no bounds, does it?” Tess laughs, and she walks over to you to brush your hair, “It’s going to be fine. I mean, do you think she’s gonna bust out of the coffin and grab your leg?”

You widen your eyes and shake your head, “I hadn’t even thought of that.”

“Stop!” Tess laughs, slapping you on the arm with your brush, “It’ll be fine. The two of you will probably go there, John will bring some flowers or something, he’ll say a few words and then you’ll leave. No biggie.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” you nod, exhaling slowly.

Tess looks at you through the mirror and smiles, “Don’t ever doubt how much that man loves you. While you were in the shower, he asked me like…4 times if you were weirded out by going to her grave. I told him no, of course. He told me to tell him the moment you mention it being weird. He loves you so much, and he genuinely cares about your feelings.”

“Would you be weirded out by it?”

Tess inhales deeply then she shrugs, “I don’t know. I guess it would be different if I was actually in that position, and I suppose it all depends on how I’m treated by him. If it were Jimmy’s late wife, then no, I wouldn’t be. He treats me well, and I know he loves me a lot. If it was like…Scott from high school, then yeah, I would be. But he treated me like shit, so there’s that.”

You nod your head as you look down at your hands, “Well, if John asks again before we go visit her, tell him I’m not weirded out, and I’m excited.”

“Will do, boss.”

The two of you head downstairs and find the boys on the patio with beers in their hands. John and Jimmy are both laughing and talking, and you and Tess take a moment to watch them.

“I adore how well they get along.”

You nod, “Me, too. John worries about Jimmy a lot. He’d never say it, but he does. He felt so bad when he saw the basement. I knew right away that he was going to figure out a way to help out. He worries about you too, by the way. Actually he referred to you as his little sister the other day. Tess, I swear to god, I nearly collapsed.”

Tess immediately tears up and hides her face in her hands, “You can’t tell me this kind of stuff right now! I’m very emotional!”

You laugh loudly as you open the patio door and step outside. You’re immediately greeted by Bleu and Sadie, and you reach down to pet them both before walking over and sitting in John’s lap.

The air is still so warm tonight, so you definitely won’t be having a bonfire. You’d melt. Tess and Jimmy have plans to go to a restaurant in Oyster Bay -- they’re trying not to spend too much time at your house -- and you and John have absolutely no plans at all.

John pats your leg to get your attention, then he pecks you quickly, “Wanna go for a walk by the lake?”

“I’d love to.” you smile and get off of his lap, “We’ll see you later.”

Tess and Jimmy wave as they head for their car, then you reach for John’s hand and make your way down the path near the lake. The sun is starting to set now, so everything is covered in a soft orange glow. John has your hand in his and his other hand in his pocket, and Bleu and Sadie are both running a few feet ahead of you. If only you had a baby, this moment would be absolutely perfect.

“You look beautiful tonight, by the way. The sun, it’s really…capturing you.”

“Oh, no.” you laugh and put your hands over your face when John starts to pull out his phone.

“Come on, baby. Smile for me.” he says, holding up his phone as he snaps pictures, “Ooh, that’s a great one. Lemme get one with you and the dogs.”

You kneel down with Bleu and Sadie on either side of you, then you smile as John takes another picture. John is taking an endless amount of pictures and he reaches for your hand so he can take a picture with you.

“I’m pregnant!” you say, watching John’s eyes grow wide, “Just testing it out.”

“You’re awful.” John laughs and puts his phone back in his pocket. “That was so mean.”

“It was, I’m so sorry.” you laugh hysterically and tilt your head back to kiss John, “No more jokes like that, I promise.”

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You’re scrolling through your phone while John locks up the house, and you huff loudly when you see Rachel has left a comment on John’s picture. John went out with her twice, and he posts about you all the time on his instagram yet she always comments on his pictures as if you’re not even in them.

John lays down on the bed next to you and smiles when he sees your face a little twisted up in anger, “What’s the face for?”

You turn your phone and show him the picture of you and him together where your engagement ring is in perfect view, and he nods his head and smiles.

“Yeah, I liked it. I wanted to post it. Did you want to post it instead?”

You scrunch your face up and huff, “No, didn’t you see her comment?”

John laughs, “I don’t really read my comments that often unless you’ve written something. Baby, half the time, I don’t even know what I’m doing on that thing. I let you edit the pictures and have you send them to me. I only know how to post them, I’m old.”

Turning your phone back around, you put it John’s face and show him the comment where Rachel is, once again, asking John to go out for dinner. She does it every few weeks and it’s starting to piss you off. You’re very confident in your relationship, and you know that John would never stray and you know that he loves you. There really is no doubt in your mind about that. You don’t want to make him unfollow her because you don’t want to be that fiancee, but you really wish he would.

John shakes his head, “I’m sorry she does that. I know it upsets you.”

“I just don’t understand why she keeps commenting that stuff when she knows you’re engaged.”

John puffs his chest up and smirks, “Because she wants me.”

You look at John and roll your eyes, “Okay, stud.”

John pulls you closer to his chest and licks his lips, “You want me?”

“I already have you.” you say, and John glares at you for a moment before he begins tickling your sides. You’re nearly in tears and you’re laughing hysterically, and you can’t get John off of you since he’s so much bigger and stronger. “Okay! Okay! I surrender.”

Wiping the tears away from your eyes as you laugh, you sit back down next to John and he wraps his arm around your shoulder. He reaches over for his phone on the night stand, then he opens Instagram and goes to his followers.

“I…” he leans closer to you and shows you his phone, “I don’t know how to un…”

“Unfollow.” you laugh, taking his phone from him to do it yourself, “Are you sure you want to unfollow her? Don’t do it just for me.”

John furrows his brow and looks at you, “Of course I’m doing it for you. It makes you uncomfortable, and that upsets me. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. Would you unfollow people you dated if it made me uncomfortable?”

“If they were commenting things like she does, absolutely.” you nod, “I don’t follow anyone who I’ve dated before, but I would totally unfollow someone if it was hurting your feelings.”

John gestures to his phone, “Okay, then do it. I’ve been meaning to unfollow her but I don’t know how, and I didn’t want to ask since you’d just tease me for being old.”

You chuckle as you hand your phone back to John, “Done.”

“Kinda funny seeing you jealous. I’ve never seen you like that.” John says, and you look up at him as he smirks, “Won’t lie, it’s kinda hot.” 

You scoff quietly, “Whatever.”

John leans down to kiss you as he takes his phone, then he kisses your forehead as you both get situated in bed. The TV is already on, and it’s open to Netflix so the two of you can continue watching your show. He leans back against the headboard a little, and you scoot closer to him and wrap one leg over his waist, then you wrap your arm around his stomach.

“Ready to maybe finish this? We have three episodes left.” you say, looking up at John.

John leans down to kiss you as he nods, “Yup.”

You snuggle closer to John and the two of you cling to one another as you become completely engrossed in your show, and you almost don’t notice John’s right hand is resting on your stomach.

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Meet Cute fic, Zhao Yunlan/Shen Wei, 1/1

Another prompt from the Meet Cute Prompt List, this one for @flange5 who asked for #7: You both do the side-to-side dance when you try to pass them in the grocery store aisle.

Title: Meet Cute 7 Fandom: Guardian Pairing: Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan - no-Dixing AU, alternate first meeting Rating: PG mostly for ZYL’s lecherous thoughts and slightly gratuitous use of the word ‘fuck’ Warnings: none

Zhao Yunlan had met his match.

It was a little embarrassing that after ten years on the force, three of them as the Chief of the Special Investigations Department, after surviving the Triads, domestic disputes, assassination attempts, one persistant stalker and a literal serial killer, he was meeting his match in the produce department of the local organic grocery store.

He sighed. Fucking fussy Da Qing and his fucking fussy snack foods.

Giving the display of vegetables one last look, he gave up trying to figure out which kind of mushroom Da Qing wanted and turned away only to walk straight into someone’s push cart.

“Shit,” he said, catching himself against the edge of the cart bin. His own handbasket clattered against the cart, causing even more of a racket than Zhao Yunlan had originally. “Sorry!” He steadied himself and let go of the cart, backing up a little to get out of the way-

-and backing right into the produce display behind him.

Strong hands grabbed his shoulders, pulling him upright the instant before he would have fallen and ended up sitting in a pile of organic produce. “Are you all right?” a strong voice asked. “I apologize, I shouldn’t have tried to get through the aisle while you were browsing. I thought there would be enough room.”

Zhao Yunlan huffed a self-deprecating little laugh. “I think the problem was that I wasn’t looking where I was going. Sorry about that.” He shifted the basket to his left arm and held his right out for a shake. “Zhao Yunlan,” he said, and looked up at his rescuer.

The man pushing the cart Zhao Yunlan had almost killed himself over offered him a kind smile and took his hand. “Shen Wei,” said the most beautiful man Zhao Yunlan had ever laid eyes on.

He was pretty, there was just no other way to put it. His hair was a deep, dark brown with reddish highlights, shiny even under the supermarket fluorescent lights, and, Zhao Yunlan couldn’t help but think, just long enough for someone to really run their hands through and mess it up. His eyes were dark behind the thin wire frames of his glasses, with just a spark of good humor at Zhao Yunlan’s clumsiness but offset by a general air of kindness. His smile was genuine and friendly. His lips were pink and moist and Zhao Yunlan wanted to do things to them.

He was dressed kind of prep for Zhao Yunlan’s taste - although he’d dated a few business types in the past and messing up their prim and proper attire had always been some of the most fun he’d had. Shen Wei didn’t look like a businessman, exactly. He was wearing a cornflower blue vest with a cream and blue plaid pattern and tiny, precise buttons that made Zhao Yunlan’s fingers twitch a little with the urge to touch. His shirt was a crisp white and he wore a cravat - a fucking cravat - in some kind of deep blue and white pattern at this throat, just peeking out from behind the collar of his shirt. 

And sleeve garters. The same cornflower blue as his vest, with gleaming silver clasps. Zhao Yunlan had seen sleeve garters before but he’d never considered them sexy until right this very moment. Possibly because they’d always been on old, grouchy Ministry officials before, and not stretched enticingly tight around what looked like a truly gorgeous bicep.

Actually the rest of him looked pretty fucking enticing, now that Zhao Yunlan had looked. His shoulders were straight and strong, his chest solid, his waist trim. His suit pants had a plaid effect as well, Zhao Yunlan noticed, dark blue on dark blue that you only noticed at the right angle. 

Zhao Yunlan was struck by the sudden and somewhat unusual urge to take this man home and strip every single piece of clothing off him. 

“Thanks for the rescue,” he said, pitching his voice just a little lower and tipping his head so he could look at Shen Wei through his lashes. “I’m lucky such a strong person was there to save me.”

Shen Wei’s smile widened into a smirk. “Save you from a hefty produce bill, perhaps,” he said. His voice was dry, and he looked like he thought Zhao Yunlan’s flirting was mostly amusing, but he wasn’t walking away either. 

His hand was still clasped in Zhao Yunlan’s, which they both seemed to notice at the same moment. Zhao Yunlan let his fingers brush against Shen Wei’s as they parted, and noticed the way Shen Wei’s cheeks flushed slightly at the gentle touch.

Oh yeah. The hottie was definitely interested. 

Zhao Yunlan figured he had about five seconds to come up with an excuse for them to keep talking or he was going to have to watch this man walk away from him (he very firmly did not let himself think about what this guy’s ass would look like in those tailored pants). He glanced down at the cart and saw several bundles of fresh vegetables, fruit, flour - aside from the bottle of sesame oil, nothing processed or pre-packaged. A health nut maybe, or at least the kind of guy who cooked his own meals.  Or whose partner cooked their meals, but Zhao Yunlan ruthlessly strangled that thought to death and kicked its corpse under the metaphorical couch. This guy was single until he said otherwise. 

“Mushrooms,” Zhao Yunlan said. 

Shen Wei blinked at him. “Mushrooms?” he asked.

“Yes. Mushrooms!” Zhao Yunlan held up Da Qing’s shopping list. “You look like you know a thing or two about cooking. Could you help me? I’m supposed to buy mushrooms for my roommate, but he didn’t tell me what kind and there are-” he gestured toward the plethora of mushrooms behind him. “There are a lot. And I suspect if I get the wrong kind it will make a difference.”

“It could, yes.” Shen Wei pushed his cart to the far side of the aisle where it wouldn’t block any more space that necessary, and then came around to stand at Zhao Yunlan’s side, just close enough that their arms brushed a little. It sent a bolt of warmth through Zhao Yunlan, half arousal and half the silly, almost giddy feeling of flirtation he hadn’t had in years. Not since school, at least. Maybe longer. 

It felt… nice. He liked it. He wanted to see if he could like Shen Wei.

“What are the mushrooms for?” Shen Wei asked and Zhao Yunlan  had to blink a moment and remind himself what they were doing.

“Hot pot,” he said. “He needs them for the broth, he said, but it didn’t occur to me to ask for more information than that. I don’t cook a lot,” he added.

Shen Wei glanced down at the contents of his basket - a bag of his favorite anti-smoking aids, a bag of coffee, a half dozen packs of instant noodles, frozen dough for youtiao, a box of the fancy chocolate cookies his mom had loved and which Zhao Yunlan always bought as a treat around her birthday, a box of green bean cakes, and several packages of dried squid. “I see that,” he said in a tone of deep concern. “This isn’t very well-rounded.”

“I order take-out a lot,” Zhao Yunlan assured him. 

The furrow between Shen Wei’s brows only deepened. “He probably wants shitake for the broth, but there are a number of possibilities. Did he give you a list? Perhaps I can determine what he needed based on the other ingredients.”

Da Qing had done nothing of the sort. “He asked me to pick up a couple of other things - maybe we should just get a selection?” It would be worth having a month’s worth of mushrooms littering up the fridge if it meant he could keep Shen Wei around long enough to get his phone number. “Do you think you could help me pick some out? If you have time,” he added. “If your spouse is waiting for you to get home for dinner, I wouldn’t want to keep you.”

Shen Wei gave him a slow once over out of the corner of his eyes. It was deliberate, and appraising, and one of the hottest things Zhao Yunlan had ever had done to him. This guy was pushing all of his buttons and he still had all his clothes on. Zhao Yunlan found himself holding his breath. “No spouse,” Shen Wei said finally. The corner of his mouth curled up in a pleased little smile. “I’ll help you finish your shopping, on one condition.”

“Yeah?” Zhao Yunlan’s brain conjured up some truly inappropriate ways of demonstrating his gratitude. 

“Meet me for lunch tomorrow,” Shen Wei said. “If you’re free. You can bring me the leftovers and we’ll see if my mushroom selection proved fruitful.”

Zhao Yunlan had picked up guys before, met women in bars, run into handsome and beautiful strangers who caught his interest. He’d never had a lunch invitation set his heart pounding and make his stomach flutter like he’d just won the lottery and been crowned king all in one moment.

“It’s a date,” he said.

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Pee Pee Poo Poo (Masaharu x MC) Fanfic

Proofread by: @the-voltage-diaries​ :D

Yes the MC has a name, I’m sorry to those that prefer (Y/N)

I was going to make a version w/ (Y/N) and w/o commentary but I just could not be bothered

“Please come with me to a party!” Rina’s hands are clasped tightly together in front of her. A look of nervousness covers her face. When she told me she had something serious to ask of me after work, I wasn’t expecting this. She knows how much of a risk it is for me to go outside, being a wanted fugitive and all. I don’t care about what would happen to me, I just don’t want her getting caught up in any of my problems. 

“You do know how ridiculous of a request that is right?”

“Yea… but it was worth an ask.” She sulks dejectedly, whatever the reason may be, I want to hear it. 

“Why do you need me for some party?”

“A few days ago, some new recruits were talking behind my back. They were poking fun at how I didn’t have a boyfriend at my age and claimed I was just into hook-ups.” If only they knew who she was dating, they would shut their traps. The thought amuses me but I know Rina wouldn’t like it if I threatened them to shut up. 

“I got fed up with their remarks and told them I’d bring my boyfriend to one of their parties.” Hachiko has always been the brave but stupid type. “I didn’t want to bring some random guy because I felt as if I would be betraying you..” God, the expression on her face was adorable. A fugitive like me doesn’t deserve someone as precious as her. “It’s okay, I’ll just tell them he was too late to make it.” I know what I’m about to say defies all rationality and common sense. But hey, a man’s gotta trust his gut, especially when it comes to his girl. “Alright, you win. I’ll come to the stupid party, but I’ll be in full disguise mode and lounging around in a corner.” A smile that is worth ignoring all the rationality in the world erupts on her face. “THANK YOU! THANK YOU!” Rina looks as if she just chugged a pack of Red Bull down. She gives me a peck on the cheek, much to my surprise. “I’ll text you the location and time when I get my hands on it!” Picking up her feet, she turns around and heads for her room. “Wait.” I grab her right sleeve. Confused, she turns her head around to face me and at that moment, I plant a kiss on her cheeks. “That’s payback for what you did,” I give her a smirk. She mumbles something underneath her breath but it’s inaudible to me. However, judging by her slight wobble back to her room, I can tell she enjoyed it.

The day of the party, Rina has instructed me to come meet her by the bookstore in front of the station. As I stare at my perfectly put disguise laid out on my bed, I get a knock on the door. Inui peeks his head into my room. “Can you go pick up some groceries?” “Sure.” I can make it back in time to change into my disguise then head to the party. “The least you could do is pick up ingredients since you don’t know how to cook a meal even if your life depended on it.” A mischievous Hino peaks his head in. As much as I would love to blast his head for making that comment, I could never while Inui was here. “What’s with the get-up?” Hino turns his gaze over to the disguise on the bed. “Nothing much, just don’t touch it, I’ll be leaving now.” I leave the base with a very clear feeling that Hino would definitely touch it. 

//

Moments later, I’m walking through the streets as strangers stride past by me. That took forever. I grumble with my hands full of groceries, making my way back to the car. The last item on the list were these stupid tapioca balls that I basically searched the entire city for. “She better make something good with them.” I tuck the list back into my shirt pocket, the name of the preparator was written right next to the desired ingredient. Rina’s scribbled name looks petite and rushed. She probably had the idea to make bubble tea at the last minute. I put the load of paper bags into the trunk and slam it down sturdy. “Now let’s go home and-” “Masaharu Ryuzaki?” What? “I think you have the wrong person, sir.” “Then turn around and let us see your face.” Crap, I don’t have time for this. Best thing I can do right now is… RUN! I break out into a sprint, hoping to get these men off my track. 

“There’s nowhere for you to go.” In the midst of the chase, I find myself face to face with an inescapable path. How did they manage to find me? This is the first time I’ve ever been recognized with my disguise in. These sunglasses should have hidden my identity completely! (No shade but that is actually his in-game “disguise.” A pair of sunglasses.) “Hear me out gentleman, I don’t want to fight you or anything.” “Do you not remember what you did to us?” “I don’t even remember who you are.” 

< Insert the mysterious men explaining a crime Masaharu committed against their group as he shows Masaharu a scar he gave him during their previous encounter. I can’t be bothered to write this up >

Finally, he finishes explaining. I look up at the sun which has already begun its descent. I’m going to be late at this rate. I wasn’t planning on shedding any blood today but my girl’s going to be waiting for me soon. 

//

I stuff the gun back into my pocket, the men lay in anguish on the floor. (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor). I didn’t kill them, just immobilized their movement. I look at my watch which has bits of blood splattered on it. Agh, damn! That fight took a hell load of time. If I didn’t have my gun on me, it’d have taken even longer. Rina won’t mind me being 15 minutes late to the party...right? I steer the car through the bustling city, not even making time to get home. The groceries and disguise can wait, hopefully they don’t mind seeing bits of blood on my outfit. I park my car outside of the train station, getting out to look around for Rina. Damn, she’s not in front of the book store, probably already at the party. The building is of walking distance from the station and with a parking spot already found, I begin my walk to the party. Entering the party alone must have taken her a lot of guts, even after what she told her co-workers. Plus, I don’t want to look like I just ghosted her on this meeting. I grab my phone out, I already told Rina that I would be late but she hasn’t seen my message yet. Rustling my hair in frustration, random thoughts enter my brain. Maybe forcing them to shut up wouldn’t be so bad an idea? (LET IT ALL OUT LET YOUR FEELINGS OUT, LET THE WORLD KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ALL ABOUT - Zela) No, get it together, Rina wouldn’t want you to do that. As I’m walking through the area, I hear a conversation that perks my ears. “We’re now officially husband and wife.” A couple snuggles together, leaving the marriage bureau.

“I can’t wait to see my lovely husband when I get home from work.” While their PDA makes me stay away from them, it makes me think. If Rina and I were married… when she came home from work, I would be able to welcome her home with a warm (yet deadly) meal, we could take a bath together and afterwards (insert something definitely NSFW). These fuzzy imaginative thoughts fill my head for the remainder of the walk.

//

This should be the right apartment number, I study the text Rina had sent me a few days ago. Light emits from underneath the door and I can hear chattering from inside. However, none of the voices belong to Rina. I knock on the door before opening it with caution. “Hello, I’m Rina’s husband, Rasaharu Myuzaki.” (can you tell I put much effort into creating the name?) 

“Husband?!” I can hear the shock come from a couple of girls. Crap! I got it mixed up with the couple’s conversation. (SPY X FAMILY REFERENCE, IF YOU GET IT, I LOVE YOU)

Before I could clarify the mix up, Rina speaks up on my behalf. 

“Yes, Masa- Rasaharu is my husband, so with this, can you stop talking bad behind my back, Chisaki?” I glance at who I assume is Chisaki, the one who started all of this. 

“Myuzaki, you’re covered in blood.” A gentleman offers me a towel which I kindly accept. “Thank you. I work as a butcher so I often deal with chopping up pigs, especially pigs that think it is okay to talk shit about my wife.” I give Chisaki a look that tells her she better leave this country or she’ll be dead by midnight. My plan works and Chisaki immediately gets down on her knees in front of Rina and begs for her forgiveness. Three other women who I can assume to be part of her posse also do the same. Rina looks relieved, having this situation come to a close, however, there’s a hint of unrest on her face. “Now that we’re done here-” I tug at her waist. “I will be taking my lovely wife away, I hope you all don’t mind.” The confusion on Rina’s face is clear as day but she still leaves with me after saying her farewells. 

//

The ride to the spot was a silent one, where Rina just spent the entire time trying to rub the blood off my clothing and face. (omg girlfriend goals <3) “Where is this place?” I stop the car near the edge of a cliff, the both of us get out and walk closer towards the edge. Before us is the city and the night sky. The lights create an orange like hue over the city, making it almost impossible to take my eyes off it. Compared to the noise and bustle of the city, the deafening silence here almost sounds unreal. “Found this place a while ago, thought you might want to blow some steam off here.” 

“How did you know I was stressed?” 

“As if you would be satisfied enough with just an apology from Chisaki.” Rina gives me a warm smile. “You’re right.” She cups her hands over her mouth and inhales. “EAT (doodoo) HONEY! I BET YOU CAN’T EVEN GET A DECENT BOYFRIEND WITH YOUR RAT ASS A T T I T U D E!” At the end, there’s a quick silence but then we both burst out into laughter. “That’s my girl!” I cup my hands over my mouth just like what Rina did. “TALK (doodoo), GET HIT.” At this point, Rina is doubling over with laughter. This little screaming session continued on for a while until our lungs could not scream anymore. 

“...I’m glad you came.” “Why wouldn’t I?” 

“Well...before I even entered the room, I could hear them berating insults about me. I felt really down thinking that maybe you weren't really coming.”

“I sent you a text that I would be late.” Rina checks her phone and looks at me with a sheepish smile, “sorry,” she laughs.

“But luckily, your amazing husband was here to save the day, right?” “Husband? That is a very bold thing for you to say.” 

“Why? You can’t see me giving you a ring one day?” I throw a little joke at Rina but her reaction is completely different from what I expected. With her face beat red, she punches my arm. 

“Anyways, didn’t you say you were going to wear a ‘disguise?’” I can tell she’s embarrassed by my joke so I let it slide. “You’re not going to question the blood?” 

“I trust that you didn’t kill anyone?” 

“You’re correct, just had to deal with some guys from the past.” 

“Oooh, look at my hubby acting so brave and strange.” “Now look who’s saying husband.”

We spend the rest of the night just bantering as I think, ‘she’d make a lovely wife one day.’ 

EXTRAS:

“Shouldn’t we be going home soon? I’m hungry.” Rina asks me. 

Home? Hungry? Food? OH CRAP. I left the groceries in the car. I think of how much the car is going to stink because of the fish that was left in there for at least an hour. Fuck my life.

~

When I get home, I remember that I left my disguise on my bed. Entering my room, my disguise is missing. Instead, there’s a clown costume on my bed and all the clothes in my closet are missing. “What the ever loving fuck?” And there’s only one person on this damn earth who knew about this and would do it. “H I N O.” 

Rina’s POV: 

I come into work with a bright and cheery face. On my way to work, I got a free coffee for being the one millionth customer and got to pet an adorable puppy. So, tell me why, do I hear Chisaki blasting her mouth off first thing in the morning? “I heard Rina was spotted in the red light district with someone.” 

“And he looked younger than her, is she planning on being a cougar?” 

This isn’t the first time I heard this from them. I did not want to start a fight right then and there. 

“I was not in the red light district yesterday and I do have a boyfriend who is older than me, in fact. If you want to see him, I’m willing to bring him to a party.” 

“Really now?” Chisaki looks me up and down suspiciously.

“Then bring him. We’ll all bring our boyfriends too so they can all talk.”

“Oh how considerate of you, make sure to text me the details.” As I walk away from Chisaki and her grouper, I begin screaming in my head. IDIOT, IDIOT, IDIOT, I D I O T. Ahhhhh, how am I supposed to ask Masaharu?

~

After Masaharu gives me a surprise kiss on the cheek, my face instantly reddens. “That’s payback for what you did.” 

“I didn’t know revenge was supposed to be this sweet.” I mumble under my breath, hoping he didn’t hear me. My heart’s pounding a mile a minute.

~

Ah fuck, Masaharu didn’t show up at our designated spot. I’m standing in front of the door. I’m already late and even worse, my boyfriend isn’t here with me. What was I expectating? More than this being dangerous, it was plain stupid.

~

When Masaharu called himself my husband, my brain went full on meltdown. H-h-husband? Is he into marriage roleplay? Anyways, I can use this chance to finally shut Chisaki up once and for all.

~

“Why? You can’t see me giving you a ring one day?” YOU DON’T JUST RANDOMLY PROPOSE TO A GIRL LIKE THAT!!!!! DJDLDSSDF. I punch Masaharu on the arm to hide my embarrassment, THAT’S THE SECOND TIME ALREADY IN THIS FANFIC (yes I just threw a 4th wall moment in like that)

~

“Hey Masaharu?” “Hm?” “Why does the car smell like rotten fish?”

~

When I get to work the next morning, Chisaki comes up to me. “I’m so sorry for talking shit behind your back for a while now!” 

“It’s okay, let’s put it behind us now.” 

“But I do have to say, how come you never told me you had such a sexy husband?” Wait what, excuse the fuck me? You wanna fucking fight for my mans?  

[seungkwanslowqualityenglish]

Boyfriend!Soobin

Who: Soobin [ TXT ] 

Word Count:  2,113 words

Genre: Fluff 

Warning: N/A

Request: No.

@ultkyu​ I had planned to write just a short simple little fic for your birthday, however we know how that goes for me, short turns into not so short, and it’s still not done. So, enjoy this instead, I just wrote this quickly so it’s not the best, but enjoy.

Also  💕 💕 💕 💕 𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝐵𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝒦𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓈𝓎  💕 💕 💕 💕

You two would meet at a grocery store.

Like why do they always have to put the things you like on the top shelf.

You don’t mind climbing up the shelves, but that’s just sorta frowned upon, so you try not to.

You were just about to be giving up your goal of getting this one certain item, it being on the tallest of shelves, when you saw him.

He was over there looking all tall and handsome, but mostly tall, like really really tall, tall enough to reach the top shelf with ease.

It would have been an easy walk over, ask to get item, receive item, and thank them for getting the item, had he not turned around at that exact moment.

Of course, in doing so, he locked eyes with you, and here you are, that weirdo staring at someone else in the grocery store.

That was when you finally stuttered out “Help please”, after you finally got over being captivated by his stunning eyes and smile.

Like damn someone needed to write his parents a thank you letter, for giving birth to this god among men.

Maybe he was just used to this, or maybe he was just good at hiding his feelings since he simply chuckled, before asking “which item?”

That was just the first of many times you met him.

Often in that same grocery store, since his friends and parents often sent him on the food runs.

It wasn’t until one of your old friends invited you over to his house, that you got to really meet him.

While at Yeonjun’s, you learned his name was Soobin, despite all the times you met him in the store, never once did you get his name.

That was the first of many times you hung out with the guys.

Taehyun and Kai were like annoying younger brothers, and Beomgyu was as well.

It was about two months into being friends with them, that Yeonjun noticed something odd.

You always referred to all the guys as your brothers, but Soobin, he was just Soobin.

Yeonjun isn’t exactly a mastermind, but he felt like playing cupid, and that’s how you ended up at this restaurant with Soobin, waiting on 4 others who were not to come.

You had been sat about ten minutes when you finally got a text from Yeonjun, “can’t make it enjoy your date”.

That was followed by Soobin receiving identical messages from Kai, Beomgyu, and Taehyun.

He had set you up, and you couldn’t be mad at him, since they knew neither of you would have admitted your feelings and asked the other out.

The date was going well, however it still felt odd.

A fancy restaurant just wasn’t your vibe, and that’s how you two found yourself at an arcade.

That is how you stood here by the skee-ball machine, Soobin swearing he’s a pro, while also missing every single target.

This went on all night.

He was a skee-ball pro, a pinball master, a Pac Man wizard, and so forth.

But in reality, he wasn’t, he was just really trying to impress you, but it was sorta failing.

But honestly, it wasn’t really since you were impressed by his confidence.

As the night was nearing an end, he claimed he was a pro one last time, the crane machine.

While he played, you excuse yourself to the bathroom for a moment.

Had you stayed during that time, you would have seen him fail at the crane game many times.

During his times losing and his mumblings about wanting to win you something just once, he caught the attention of some other couple, who had their fair share of things from winning.

That was how he got the stuffed animal that he gave you, claiming he won it, once you returned.

Maybe you should thank Yeonjun, but his ego probably would inflate too much if you did, since it was due to him that you got a boyfriend.

After that, Soobin finally had the confidence to ask you out, well out again.

As he was dropping you off at home that night, he asked you for another date.

That one set off a string of other dates, before you two finally decided to become official.

Yet, in announcing it, it wasn’t anything the others didn’t know, since they’ve been knew, they were just waiting for you to confirm it.

You are dating the softest tallest sweetheart ever.

Like Soobin would treasure you, and nothing could ever stop that.

You would be precious to him, and nothing else can compare.

The two of you would have the cutest relationship, going on adorable dates to the arcade, the cafe, the beach, and stuff. 

You two would be dating about a month before he finally works up the courage to kiss you.

The both of you were just having an at home date, having dinner and a movie in the boys dorm.

That was your first mistake, having your date in the boys dorm.

The second mistake was thinking the others wouldn’t interrupt.

The dinner went well, you and Soobin cooked, and did not burn the kitchen down, which is a big achievement.

The movie was going well as some random romance movie could.

It being a bit chilly, you found yourself moving close to Soobin, as he wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him. 

It was at that moment that he decided to make his move, and he kissed you.

As your lips touched, it was a perfect moment.

Well, it would have been, had it not been for Kai and Taehyun running into the living at that exact moment.

 Usually this moment would be described with fireworks and butterflies, but instead this moment was filled with screams and a door slamming.

Not exactly the most ideal thing to happen during your first kiss with him, but the rest of the boys coming home at that time wasn’t exactly ideal either.

It hadn’t been five minutes before all the other four knew, and it somehow shifted from you two kissing to completely making out on the sofa.

Which concerned Yeonjun, until you quickly explained that you were not, and that the others were exaggerating it.

It was that moment that the two of you both realized that this was the real thing, it wasn’t some short lived fling, and you didn’t run off when Kai and Taehyun interrupted you both kissing.

From then on, Soobin would constantly be giving you kisses.

Like if he doesn’t give you at least one kiss a day, he’ll die, or at least he claims.

Often it’s soft forehead kisses and occasionally nose kisses, at least when the boys are around.

Kisses on the lips is reserved for only when the others are gone, since you have no doubt it would be exaggerated if they witnessed it again. 

Soobin would love just holding you.

Like you sitting on the sofa, not for long, your in his lap now.

You are sitting without holding his hand, not for long, now you are not only holding his hand but also have his arm around your waist.

He is here for pda, except he’s not that much here for it in public. 

Like in the safety of your house or their dorm, he will hold you to his heart’s content, but in public, nah, he might hold your hand, if even that.

He would give the best cuddles.

Like literally the moment he starts cuddling you, you just want to stay there forever, and he would honestly let you too.

You both would have been together for a while, when he finally realizes he loves you.

It was his birthday, and imagine his surprise when he opens one of his many presents from you.

It was something he had vaguely mentioned wanting months ago, but he didn’t think he would actually get it. 

You got him that, along with some other things he had mentioned wanting, but never bought for himself.

It was at that moment he realized that he didn’t only love you, but he was in love with you.

You remember little things about him that others forget, and you remembered all the vague little things he mentioned wanting, and the others had either not heard or forgot about.

Would probably immediately say “I love you” without thinking, just for you to reply “I love you too” and he’s just like so confused, like what just happened.

He would love seeing you wear his clothing, if they fit you. 

Like he’d purposely leave his hoodies in your closet when he’s at your house, just so you wear them.

And if they don’t fit you, he’d purposely buy then bigger, and then be like “I like over-sized hoodies” when you ask him about it.

He would purposely buy couples hoodies and leave one at your house, and then you’ll wear it and he’ll also wear his and be like “oh look at that, I guess I had two.”

But you catch on easily, since he’s not that discreet about it.

He probably claims something like it was buy one get one free or something, but you know it wasn’t, he’s just not gonna admit he purposely bought one for you.

He would call you hella nicknames, like everything but your name.

His favorites are angel, prince/ss, and baby; and he probably has you in his phone as 💕My Angel💕 or something like that. 

He says Angel so much, his parents will think that’s your real name, until he explains like no it’s not.

He’d probably introduce you to his parents after a few months, and you’d be so nervous, but he’d be even worse.

Like he would be freaking out the whole time running through different scenarios, and in his eyes, the worst thing that could happen is his parents hating the one he loves.

But they love you, and call you both adorable, and it goes well.

He would enjoy going places with you, and doing things with you.

Like you want to go shopping, he’s fine being your hype man for three hours as you try to find the right pair of pants.

You wanna go to the beach, he’s up for it.

He doesn’t mind where you go, as long as he’s with you.

He sends you good morning and good night text.

When he is gone, he’d facetime you every night, if he could.

He’d call when it’s night for you, talking to you until you fall asleep. 

You wish he’d wake you or something, but he probably says some cute things like “seeing you sleep makes me feel like I’m close to you” or something.

He hates leaving you, so be prepared for daily selfies, and he would also like it if you sent him at least biweekly selfies.

Claims he’ll forget what you look like if you don’t.

Also overreacts saying you’ll forget what he looks like if he doesn’t send you daily selfies when he is gone.

Probably also fills your phone with selfies of himself before he leaves, so you have something to look at while he’s gone.

He loves taking photos of you, himself, and you both together.

He has a whole album of selfies of himself to send you, along with a whole album of photos of you he took, and a whole album of couple photos.

Normal people run out of storage from memes or music, he runs out of storage from photos of you.

Probably does something cute like compile photos of you and you two together, and then makes some cute scrapbook for your first anniversary. 

Wants to document each moment he has with you, so he’ll never forget it, which leads to you having tons of photos around.

Totally plans on telling the story behind all of these stories to your future children, whether the two of you have children or you just consider the other boys’ children yours. 

Loves taking you out to make these memories.

But absolutely under no circumstance are you to order mint chocolate chip ice cream, especially with him, the president of the mint chocolate chip ice cream haters club.

If you hate it as well, he’ll enlist you on clowning Yeonjun about liking it.

If you like it, well at least you have other redeeming qualities to him.

Sees himself with you in the future, but is sorta shy to admit it.

You are both young, and he just doesn’t want to scare you off by telling you.

But honestly, you see yourself with him in the future as well.

[imagine-otome-games]

mother tongue [Kiro MLQC]

Pairing: Kiro x Female!Reader

Warnings: cursing probably

A/N: Hi i can actually write fluff i guess?? (( song insp- mother tongue by BMTH)) also, took some liberty with his Evol since I’m not entirely sure how it works. For angst purposes, I like to think sometimes he can’t fully control it, or high emotions can trigger it. Also, not aiming to be perfect on the first meeting thing. On top of that, I’m aware the end of Ch.8 suggests Kiro has known MC mayhaps but uhmm, don’t feel like dealing with that rn. whoop.

“I ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ I ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ’s ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ..”

Those three words were screamed his way constantly since he’d started to pick up in his career. That’s not to say he didn’t like it. He loved that he even had fans, people who liked his work and supported it. It was an insanely busy job, and at times he could maybe regret it, but only because he couldn’t just go out and do something like any normal person.

Can’t have your cake and eat it too, right?

Kiro enjoyed the love, but didn’t let it get to his head. The love mostly came to him because of his Evol. Of course, it came in handy, but it could also have someone just instantly ‘loving’ him, without him really trying for that. It’s sometimes jarring, having complete strangers saying they love you, without them really knowing who you are as a person.

There was no one that really knew him for him, knew him for all he was. Just fans, obsessed with the idea of loving a pop star and dating him. So, slowly but surely, he was sure no one would truly get close enough to really know him. Everyone just straight up loved him off the bat, They’d freak out and then swarms of people would follow suit. He told himself he was okay with it.

“’Tɪʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ I’ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ.”

The last place he expected to meet you, was a grocery store. Right in the chip isle, where you grabbed the last bag of his favorite chips. He noticed the all too familiar look of recognition in your eyes, and waited with baited breath for you to just absolutely lose your shit. You didn’t though- you just smiled, opened your mouth and-

“Oh- you’re K-”

He hadn’t meant to, but his hand flew out, covering your mouth, “Shh. Someone might hear you.”

You nodded firmly, moving his hand as you whispered, “Right, sorry.”

There was a pause, mostly due his own inner shock, but the you spoke up.

“Were you trying to get these chips?”

“Uh, yeah.”, he’d replied, and so began the start of all of this. The one little miracle he’d been wishing for. Someone that could get close, someone that saw beyond the fame. Someone his Evol didn’t work on.

“I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ. I ғᴇᴇʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ, ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ.”

You’d earned yourself the lovely name of Miss Chips. Day by day, Kiro learned of more to just adore about you. You were a hard worker- you were sweet- you cared about him just because. There was no ulterior motive. You weren’t seeking to gain fame or clout or whatever. You just liked being around him and he loved that. He began to love you, and he didn’t want to use that word so freely like everyone else did. He wanted it to still holding it’s meaning- still have a big impact when, if he ever, said it to you.

“I really wish I could see you more, it sucks we’re both so busy.”, you say, a little pout on your face.

“I know..”, he says, baby blues not lifting from you. “I wish I could just take you everywhere with me. I’d have so much more fun.”

The grin that splits across your face at his silly idea has his heart soaring, “That wouldn’t work at all, but it is fun to think about. I’ll just hide in one of your ridiculously big suitcases and sneak through security.”

He laughs at that, “Right? I’m sorry, Sir. She’s my emotional support human.”

The laugh that bursts from you is so joyous and lovely. He saves it into the deepest parts of his memory, where it will remain whenever he needs it. It’s a lovely and long laugh, coming from somewhere deep within you. He loves that he was the one to get it out of you.

“Oh man..”, you say, wiping at your eyes, “That wasn’t that funny but- I could just picture you saying that, I couldn’t help myself.”

You heave a sigh and continue, “Honestly if I could, I’d go with you. I dunno.. just.. I like being around you.”

You say it so softly, so unapologetically. It makes him so warm and fuzzy.

“I feel the same..”, he replies, warmth oozing in his tone, “I’d go anywhere with you..”

The look you give him says you agree, but it also looks a little scared. Nervous. He knows why. Fallings not easy, it never was, and it never has been.

“Sᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ғᴀʟᴀ ᴀᴍᴏ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ I’ʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ.”

It was spring. Flowers were blooming, sunshowers were common. The weather was almost perfect, save for some humidity and scattered showers. You wore a cozy and lovely sundress. The color went well with your skintone, making you pop amongst all the flowers around you. You’d come with him to a photoshoot, watching the photographers at work with him. However, you were blissfully unaware of him sneaking his own photos.

They were lovely, and he’d be sure to show you later. The wind blew at your hair and dress- the flowers surrounded you so well- your face was practically beaming in the sunlight. Gorgeous.

“Kiro!”, you whisper-shout, pulling him into a secluded area.

He’s confused, yet also flustered. Hidden in between set props and other things, you were both pressed chest to chest. You put a finger to your lips, waiting on someone to pass.

“You deserve a break.. I heard about some..”

Your voice trailed off in his head, he heard you, but not what you were saying. Somehow you’d noticed his fatigue from afar. Saw how his smile didn’t get quite as big as usual, and that thought had him feeling like he was on cloud nine. Even more so at your tone. He knew you well.

He knew those words you wanted to say..

“Nᴏ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴄᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ, ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs, sᴏ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ.”

You took him to some ice cream parlor. It had a variety of flavors and treats. The place was pretty empty, considering most people were swarmed around his set, trying to sneak a peek of his photoshoot. He’s not quite sure how you managed to sneak him out, but he won’t question it.

“Oo, Ki- oh uhm.. I mean, come look at these, Mister Chips.”

His heart jumped in his chest, where’d that come from, “Looks lovely, Miss Chips. Wanna go half with me?”

You grin, “Absolutely.”

He smiles back at you, “So. Now it’s Miss Chips and Mister Chips?”

You nod, turning from him so he can’t see the flush of your cheeks, “Yeah, I mean, can’t be Misses just yet.”

“Right.”, he replies, voice a little shaky. He’d give the world for a Misses Chips..

Your little moment is interrupted by the cashier, “How cute! How long have you two been together?”

For once, Kiro is at a loss for words. He’s not sure how to respond. Saying no  could just ruin what’s begun to establish- but saying yes doesn’t seem right. There was no official say in anything. He was sure you were more than a friend to him but.. he wasn’t sure if you were quite his girlfriend just yet-

“We’ve known each other for a while.”, you say, “But we kinda just started, you know?”

This time you look at him, eyes searching his for something, though he’s not sure what. He wasn’t sure if you were just talking on the fly to get attention off him in his ill-made disguise, or if you meant it.

You looked pleased when he agrees though. Something in your eyes flickers ever so slightly, and he swears he sees your cheeks flush-

“That’s sweet. Your order will be ready in just a second, you can have a seat while it’s made.”

“I ғᴇᴇʟ sɪᴄᴋ ʙᴜᴛ I·ᴍ ʙᴜᴢᴢɪɴɢ, ᴏʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ I’ᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ. I·ᴍ sᴏʀʀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ ɢᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ I ᴅᴏɴ·ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡᴇᴛ.”

Nothing was really said after that. The two of you ate in comfortable silence, nervously bumping hands once in a while. He couldn’t deny that he wanted to just take your hand and hold it over the table. he wanted to run his thumb across the top of your hand- feel your smooth skin under his. He wanted to lace his fingers with yours, see how your hand might fit in his. Before he could gain the courage, his phone went off, clattering against the table and ruining the serenity of the moment.

“...It’s my agent..”

“Oops..”, you say, “I guess we were out too long- he’s probably never going to let me come along with you again. Sorry-”

“No.”, he says, firmly, “I won’t let that happen. I wanted to come here with you, plus, I finished my work so, whats the harm? Right, Miss Chips?”

You laugh softly, “Right, Mister Chips.”

“Plus, I did say I’d go anywhere with you. It would be rude of me to go back on my word.”

There’s a soft look in your eyes. He’s sure he knows what it is, and the mere thought has his heart swelling in his chest. It fills him with warmth and fuzzy nerves.

“That is true.”, you say, tone soothing, yet somehow has his cheeks burning. “I’d go anywhere with you too.”

“Bᴜᴛ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄʜᴏsᴇɴ, ʟɪᴋᴇ, ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴛᴇs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴏᴠᴇɴ..”

He got into a bit of trouble, but he’d do it a thousand times over if it meant to leading him here. It’s not a romantic spot- there’s no dim lit candles or rose petals. It’s not the scenery one dreams of, but is that what really matters? He could be out in a dingy park or up in an airplane, it didn’t matter. What mattered was the moment- the soft spoken words in the middle of a rainy night.

The air was cooler now that the sun had set, the rain added to the slight chill. The street corner store was empty, save for a cashier. Said cashier was tired and had not a single care for any type of customer service. Just get your little map and go was his overall vibe. Clearly, he did not like late night tourists.

Your laugh is exasperated, “How do we get lost and have our phones die? I swear I had mine fully charged.. oh, we’re so dead..”

“Yeah.”, he nods, using his arm to cover the map from getting wet, “..but, we did have some fun. I’d do all this again, no matter how much trouble I get in.”

You spare a glance at him, fighting a smile, “Kiro, we’re going to be in huge trouble- I can see your manager just losing his shit right now- he’s having a cow, I swear.”

“I’d still do it again.”, he says, tone softer. 

This makes you tilt your head up from the map to look right at him. His blue eyes seem piercing. They bore right into your very soul, aiming to tell you something he’s kind of scared to. In this little moment, huddled together under the overhanging signs of a street corner store, he is very vulnerable. In this moment, ou could honestly just break him, but why would you? You’ve felt this way for so long, and to see him look at you like this, golden locks damp and just barely brushing your forehead- blue eyes asking a million questions, all for you. His face looks soft, free of the stress of his job, of the stress of wondering if he’ll be able to see you again after this. He’s looking at you, just as he is, baring his very soul to you with a look. So?

You smile, brightly, so wide your eyes crinkle.

“Kiro..”, you whisper, pressing closer, lips a breath away from his, “.. I love you.”

It was as if the floodgates opened. His eyes go wide, his jaw goes slack. Shock silences him and steals his breath as well as his sense of mind. He looks like a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing, fighting to respond. His reaction makes your smile widen. How powerful you must be, and yet are unaware. No one makes him speechless quite like you.

You shock him even further, placing the softest and sweetest kiss upon his waiting lips. he’d only dreamt of kissing you like a thousand times over. To have it be real? Insane.

Of course, he had to react to that, repaying in kind, baring his heart in any form he could. Sure, a kiss doesn’t show much, but when real and pure emotion is behind it? It does.

His laps capture yours, and his hand cradles the back of your head, fingers tangling in your hair. Breaths become raspy and ragged as your hands move up, one running through his hair while the other keeps your grounded by holding onto his shoulder. His lips are wet and cool from the rain, a direct contrast to the heat of his breath, which fanned over you when he stopped to breathe.

“I love you.”, he says, once, twice, three times over. He says it so breathlessly- says it with a shaky voice. The rain picks up, wind blowing it towards you both, and because of it, you can’t tell if the wet rolling down his cheeks are his own tears, or the weather. He kisses you again, pressing you closer, need and yearning swallowing him for a moment. His lips are hungry, breaths heavy against yours. His scent and taste fills your senses. The ice cream parlor still lingers on his tongue, and his soft words add to the sweetness of it. He smells of the rain and the grass he’d had to lay on earlier that day.

Your senses just scream out for more. You want him closer- you want nothing in the way, but such a greedy desire can’t be fed here, or so soon. Even when the heat of the moment simmers down a bit, you’re both still nose to nose. You pant along with him, eyes half-lidded as you gaze up at him. His eyes seem brighter, in  a way you’d never seen before.

Want. Need, Love.

You swallow, parting your lips to speak, “.. I dropped the map.”

He raises a brow, and laughs a little, “Thats what you have to say now?”

You smile in return, “I’ve already said everything I needed to.”

“Mhm, but what if I didn’t hear everything I needed to?”

“You have a liftetime of opportunities to.”

Kiro smiles widely at that. He pulls you into a hug, burying his face into your neck, “Yeah. We do.”

You hug him tightly, not caring that the map continued to get wet on the ground. Ink running into the concrete, smudging.

There, in the rain, under signs of a dingy street corner store, he heard you. He held you and got to feel the love radiating from you in the tight embrace of a long over due hug. You’d have a little head cold in the morning, and he’d be whisked away for a two day shoot in a far away city, but he’d be back. Now he really wouldn’t go anywhere without you near. There was no reason to be separated and he made that known.

He’d heard your mother tongue, and you’d heard his..

“Aɴᴅ, ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʙᴀᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs, ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴛᴜʀɴs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ..”

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J/H 4-26: Everybody Loves Casey

Okay, back to the full scripts! Jackie and Kelso broke up early in this timeline, which means other events might be moving up too. And what does Hyde think of that?

(We assume, following production order, that 4-25, "That '70s Musical," is unchanged. I admit that's a bit of a stretch, given the "Love Hurts" number, but since Jackie and Kelso never explicitly state they're together outside of Fez's fantasies, and because that episode is pretty much a one-off within Season 4, I think we can get away with it.)

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SHOW TITLE   INT. FORMAN KITCHEN - DAY   A sunny afternoon. ERIC is at the stovetop, scraping peanut butter out of the jar for a PB&J sandwich. HYDE enters from the living room and crosses to the fridge.   ERIC: Oh, Hyde, get this. Casey just came by to pick up Donna, and he was out in the street just revving his Trans Am real loud, and then he peels out in the street, and he started doing donuts. And then, out comes Donna, all smiling and, like, looking at him.   Hyde grabs some juice and crosses to Eric.   HYDE: What a slut!   ERIC: Look, if she wants to date him, that's fine. But he doesn't have to be all loud and jerky about it. Jerky, loud, donut jerk.   RED and KITTY enter through the patio door, grocery bags in hand. Kitty hurries to set hers down and cross to the boys.   KITTY: Oh, guess what, boys? I entered the big wiener contest at the Piggly Wiggly, and I won a year's supply of all-beef hot dogs! (laughs) I'm a wiener winner! (laughs again)   She gives the boys a chance to react; they aren’t impressed.   KITTY (cont’d): Well, anyway, we're having a barbecue.   RED: No, Kitty! I thought we were going to talk about that.   KITTY: Mm-hmm. (to Eric) Oh, and I saw Donna at the grocery store, and she said she's bringing her friend Casey.   ERIC: What? No. I hate Casey. He's Donna's new boyfriend. You have to uninvite him. (to Red) Dad, tell her.   RED: Kitty, you've done a horrible thing. It could scar the boy for life. Now, let's do the right thing and cancel that barbecue.   KITTY: No. We're having it, and it'll be fun. (to Eric) And... and we just... we won't give Casey any relish.   She and Red step out to fetch more groceries. Eric turns to Hyde.   HYDE: All right. Once Casey finds out he's not getting any relish, he'll dump Donna for sure. (laughs) You are so screwed.

MAIN CREDITS   BUMPER   INT. FORMAN BASEMENT - DAY   A gathering of the guys. Eric sits on the back of the couch, FEZ in the far seat of it, and KELSO in the lawn chair. Hyde ambles in from his room, records in hand. He sets them down by the record player and starts going through them. “Good Times Roll” by The Cars plays on the radio.   FEZ: (to Eric) So your mom invited Casey over for hot dogs? Well, that's a plump, juicy, all-beef burn.   KELSO: Ah, it's just typical women stuff. Like Jackie kissing that guy.   Hyde lunges, frogs Kelso in the arm.   KELSO (cont’d): Ow! Hyde!   HYDE: Yeah. Okay? I've decided if anyone brings up any more stupid girl stuff, I'm gonna throw something at 'em. This time, I threw a fist.   He goes to his chair and sits.   KELSO: I'm sorry. It's just - everything reminds me. And I dumped her over a week ago, and she hasn’t once called to say “hi” or offer me sad-but-hot break-up sex!   HYDE: You two broke up?   KELSO: Yeah, and it’s the worst one yet.   FEZ: All because of the cheese guy?   KELSO: Hey, I changed, and became responsible, and stopped my cheating. Then she goes and makes out behind my back, and keeps calling me names and putting me down?   He pouts, folds his arms, taps his foot.   KELSO (cont’d): You know what? If she’s not gonna call me, then I’m gonna go over there and yell at her some more.   He stands and exits out the basement door.   ERIC: You guys, I've been thinking about Donna. And I –   Hyde grabs a magazine from the coffee table, tosses it at Eric.   HYDE: This time I threw a magazine.   ERIC: No, guys, seriously. This barbecue might work out in my favor. You see, Donna's only seen Casey around his smelly, tattooed Molly Hatchet-loving friends. But when he comes to the barbecue, he'll be around us. Good, clean, Lynyrd Skynyrd-lovin' Americans. And the comparison will not be kind to him.   HYDE: And then Donna will come running home to you.   ERIC: No. (beat) Well, maybe. You think?   HYDE: So, instead of pounding Casey like you should, you came up with this zany scheme? Forman, you've officially turned into Daffy Duck. (doing Daffy) You're “dethpicable!”   He makes a show of shaking his head.   FEZ: You know, I have lady problems too.   Hyde grabs a Packers’ football and chucks it at Fez, who dodges it without even looking up.   FEZ (cont’d): Rhonda won't let me get past second base. I even said “please.” Magic word, my ass. Hyde throws another ball, and this time, it hits. Fez frowns at him and chucks it back, and they get into a throwing war.   BUMPER   EXT. FORMAN DRIVEWAY - DAY   Concurrent with the previous scene from Kelso’s exit. He storms around the house and into the driveway. From the other direction comes JACKIE. They meet, lock eyes.   JACKIE: Hey.   KELSO: Hey.   JACKIE/KELSO: I just came by -/I miss you.   They step back.   JACKIE/KELSO: What?   JACKIE: Did you say you miss me?   KELSO: No.   JACKIE: Look, just say you miss me!   KELSO: Fine, I miss you!   Jackie takes his hands in hers.   JACKIE: Michael, I miss you too. And, look, I was thinking - since we broke up because I kissed another guy, what if I let you kiss another girl? I mean, we could be even, and we could get back together.   KELSO: Jackie, if you think that me kissing another girl is gonna bring us closer together, I'm totally willing to make that sacrifice.   JACKIE: Thank you, Michael.   KELSO: Yeah! (beat) I better go wash my face.   He pulls his hands free and heads down the street, and Jackie heads into the Forman’s kitchen.   BUMPER   EXT. FORMAN DRIVEWAY – DAY   The weekend, and the barbecue, have arrived. A table loaded with hot dogs, condiments, and drinks is out on the driveway, and a healthy population of neighbors enjoy the party.   Hyde and Fez, on the porch, lean against the house. Eric comes around the house, crosses to them.   ERIC: Okay, Fez, when Casey gets here, ask him for advice about your second-base problem. My advice is gonna be way better than his, and Donna will see that he's a greasy dolt.   HYDE: Hey, Forman, I have an idea. Set up a wacky system of ropes and pulleys, and when Casey gets here, drop an anvil on his head.   It gets a laugh from Fez, at least.   FEZ: (to Eric) Because that's what Daffy does.   ERIC: Yeah, I got that. DONNA and CASEY walk up the driveway, arms around each other’s shoulders. DONNA: Hey, guys.   ERIC: Hey.   CASEY: (to Eric) Hey, Foreplay. Getting a little shaggy up there, buddy.   He ruffles Eric’s hair.   ERIC: Okay. Well, that's enough of that!   He throws Casey’s hand away.   ERIC (cont’d): Okay. So, uh... hey, you guys are just in time. Fez was telling me about, uh... (to Fez) Some kind of problem you're having with Rhonda?   FEZ: Yeah. Rhonda won't let me get past second base, and I really want to explore further.   ERIC: Gosh. Well, I don't know. I think if you're patient and you're respectful, when Rhonda's ready, she'll, uh... she'll wave you over.   FEZ: Well, thank you, Eric. That is very gentlemanly advice.   ERIC: Gentlemanly? Well, uh, guilty as charged, I guess. (to Casey) Hey Casey, what do you think?   CASEY: Well, sometimes a seasoned lady like Rhonda, she's gotten used to the usual order of things. So, I think the next time you're fooling around, just skip second and go right to third.   ERIC: What?   FEZ: It's genius! (to Eric) No wonder you never get any.   DONNA: (to Fez) Yeah, with Rhonda, you know, that just might work.   ERIC: (to Donna) Wait, you like that?   DONNA: Well, the words are wrong, but they sound so good coming out of his mouth.   CASEY: (shrugs) I got a way about me. He pats Eric on the shoulder, and he and Donna head into the party.   Hyde comes up behind Eric. HYDE: (doing Daffy) That worked out “thuper.”   CUT TO:   EXT. FORMAN BACKYARD – DAY   More of the barbecue, not as crowded as out front. Several of the local ladies have gathered in this part of the house, and Kelso strolls up and down, checking them out. Behind him follows a scowling Jackie. Kelso keeps glancing behind him to see Jackie’s reactions; he’s enjoying this.   KELSO: Let's see... which chick do I want to kiss?   Jackie takes his arm, spins him around.   JACKIE: Oh, no, no, no, no, Michael. I get to pick the girl.   KELSO: But you'll pick an uggo.   JACKIE: (shrugs) You didn’t call “no uggos.”   KELSO: I just thought of something. Your plan’s good and all, but what if the girl that you pick doesn't wanna kiss me?   They both consider that for a moment, then break up laughing.   KELSO: “Doesn't wanna kiss me!”   They laugh some more.   CUT TO:   EXT. FORMAN DRIVEWAY – DAY   The party continues. Red works at the grill. He passes a hot dog onto Eric’s plate, and Eric takes it over to Donna, who is at the table with Casey.   ERIC: Hey, Donna, would you like a hot dog?   DONNA: Um, maybe half. Casey draws a bowie knife from his back pocket. He takes the plate from Eric and slices the hot dog in half. ERIC: Whoa, man, you carry a knife?   CASEY: Yeah. You never know when a lady's gonna need a half a hot dog. It's funny, man. You're the boy scout, but I'm the one who's prepared.   He and Donna head toward the basketball hoop. Fez crosses to Eric’s side.   FEZ: He's like a gladiator.   ERIC: Okay, that's it. I'm bringing out the big guns. Oh, yeah. I'm introducing him to my folks.   He spies Kitty coming out from the kitchen. He takes her by the shoulders, steers her over to Casey and Donna.   ERIC (cont’d): Oh, hey, Mom, meet Casey. This is Donna's new boyfriend.   Casey gives her a nod. Kitty stares up at him, wide-eyed.   KITTY: Well, you're certainly not a girl. (laughs)   CASEY: Nice to meet you, Mrs. Forman. You know, you couldn't have picked a prettier day to win a year's supply of hot dogs.   KITTY: (laughs) Yeah, sure is a hot dog.   She falls into laughing again. Eric leads her away.   ERIC: Mom!   KITTY: Sorry, honey, it's just, he's just... I am sure you are much smarter.   Red crosses over to them.   RED: Kitty, the idiot neighbors drank all my beer.   ERIC: Uh-oh. You're in a bad mood. Hey, meet Casey.   CASEY: (shakes Red’s hand) Pleasure, sir. Hey, maybe I can help. I always keep a spare case of beer in the Trans Am. Little tip I picked up in the army.   He walks off down the driveway. Beaming, Donna crosses over to the porch to talk to Hyde.   Red and Kitty turn to Eric. Red seems impressed, Kitty smitten.   RED: I don't know. Seems like a pretty good kid.   KITTY: Uh-huh. On the porch, Hyde is back to leaning against the house as Donna stands across from him. HYDE: So, you and Casey, huh?   DONNA: Look, Hyde, whatever you heard about Casey, he's changed now. He's... he's mature.   HYDE: Oh, yeah. He's real mature.   DONNA: Well, I like him! We're together, and if you can't deal with that, then you can just go to hell!   She turns, runs after Casey.   HYDE: Hey, that's not barbecue language, young lady!   Donna meets Casey as he comes back up the driveway with a case of beer. A grape soda is balanced on top. Casey hands the case to Red.   CASEY: Here's that beer, sir. I got a soda for the minor.   He hands Eric the soda can.   CASEY (cont’d): (to Eric) Now, you make sure to drink that real slow, 'cause I don't want you to get a tummy ache, little guy.   He pats Eric on the stomach.   KITTY: Well, that's thoughtful.   RED: Yeah, he cramps up easy.   Eric, at a loss for words, shifts on his feet and cracks open the soda.   FADE TO BLACK   COMMERCIAL   BUMPER   EXT. FORMAN BACKYARD - DAY   Most of the gang has moved back here. Eric and Kelso lean against the door into the garage. Kelso’s eye scans the crowd, lingering on all the women; Eric looks down at the ground with his arms crossed. Further into the yard, Hyde and Jackie sit and talk on lawn chairs.   ERIC: Casey and Donna, man. (to Kelso) Hey, remember when we were 12? We didn't even like girls yet.   KELSO: (still scanning) I liked girls when I was 12.   ERIC: Well, at least I gave it my best shot, right? If Donna loves Casey and not me, then... I mean, I guess it's over.   Kelso stops scanning, turns to Eric and puts a hand on his shoulder.   KELSO: Forman, you can't give up. Look, who knows what’s gonna happen with me and Jackie, but what you and Donna had? That was, like, real. And I'm telling you, as his brother, Casey is bad news. He's either gonna get bored and split, or something worse is gonna happen. So, you gotta do something.   ERIC: (beat) Hey, since when did you get all serious?   KELSO: Well, I’ve been broken up with Jackie, and she cut me off for a while before that, so I think the lack of lovin’ is making more blood flow to my brain.   In the lawn chairs, Hyde massages his temple; Jackie’s just explained her plan.   HYDE: So, you’re letting Kelso kiss some other girl so you can get back together with him?   JACKIE: Yeah. That way, we’ll be even.   HYDE: Jackie, by that logic, “being even” means that you sleep with, like, four guys. This is nuts.   JACKIE: Steven, I don’t care if you don’t think it makes sense! If this is the only way for Michael and me to get back together, then that’s what I’m going to do!   She stands and storms off. Hyde stands too, looks around at the guests.   HYDE: This is a hot dog party, people! Not a yell-at-guys-with-good-advice party!   CUT TO:   INT. FORMAN KITCHEN – DAY   The next day. Fez and Hyde sit at the kitchen table, bowls of soup in front of them. Red sits on a stool at the island. Kitty comes over from the stovetop with one last bowl and a tray of sandwiches. KITTY: Okay, everyone. Here's lunch: hot dog soup!   HYDE: (groans) No more hot dogs! I'll just eat the grilled cheese.   He picks up a sandwich.   KITTY: You mean, grilled cheese with hot dogs!   Hyde throws the sandwich back down.   RED: Kitty, for God sakes, I ate 14 hot dogs yesterday!   KITTY: Well, what do you want me to do, Red? They're everywhere. They're a curse on this house!   RED: Oh, fine. Let's make some calls. Maybe we can unload the damn things on a nursery school.   He stands and leads Kitty out into the living room.   Eric enters from the basement, sits down at the table. ERIC: You guys, I’ve let this thing with Casey go way too far.   HYDE: Yeah, no kidding. Donna's pretty far gone. She's starting to lash out at people at barbecues. You gotta kick his ass, man.   FEZ: Hyde, Eric cannot beat Casey with his fists. He's a special boy who must beat him with his special strengths. Now, let's think. What is Eric's special strengths?   He puts his hands together in thought. Slow pan in, and we cut to:   INT. GAME SHOW SET   FANTASY SEQUENCE. A true ‘70s game show set – tacky as hell. Boxes are everywhere. Fez, in an equally tacky suit, spins around and flashes a grin for the camera. Two boxes flank him on either side. FEZ: Welcome back to TV's favorite game show - Get Into That Box!   The title flashes across the screen as he says the name.   FEZ (cont’d): Now, let's meet our returning champion, Eric Forman!   Eric’s head pops out from the box on Fez’s left.   ERIC: Thanks. Good to be back, Fez.   FEZ: Let's meet our challenger, Casey Kelso!   Casey walks onto set, to the applause of the off-screen audience.   FEZ (cont’d): Casey Kelso, it's time to...   He points out to the audience.   AUDIENCE (v.o.): Get into that box! Casey steps inside the box on Fez’s right. He tries to sit in it, but it bursts open at the side and Casey spills out onto the floor. CASEY: (to Fez, indicates Eric) How does he do it?   Donna, in a tacky dress, comes running from off-stage to hug Eric – or, rather, his box.   DONNA: He's so tiny!   She caresses his box as Eric shakes his hands in celebration.   CUT TO:   INT. FORMAN KITCHEN – DAY   Back to reality. Fez nods contentedly at his fantasy.   FEZ: I would watch that show.   ERIC: (beat) Okay. That was great. Guys, I'm going over to Casey's. And I don't know what I'm gonna do. But if things get physical, I'm just gonna have to drop the hammer.   HYDE: And if all else fails, kick him in the stones and run like hell.   ERIC: Yeah, that's what I meant by “drop the hammer.”   And out he goes through the patio door. BUMPER   INT. FORMAN BASEMENT - NIGHT RHONDA’S POV. She makes out with Fez on the basement couch. Fez pulls back and smiles. FEZ: Rhonda, your lively tongue has made me thirsty.   He lifts up a soda can, takes a sip through a straw, and offers it to Rhonda.   FEZ (cont’d): Would you like to wet your whistle?   Rhonda (the camera) nods. Fez passes the soda can. A long, loud slurping sound unnerves him; Rhonda’s drained the whole can.   FEZ (cont’d): Wow, thirsty lady. Well, we're off to a nice start. Shall we move on to second base? He reaches his hand out, places it where Rhonda’s breasts would be. His smile grows at first, but quickly falls when Rhonda’s big hand closes around his wrist and pulls his hand away. Her other hand shoots out and takes Fez by the throat. FEZ: Ai, no!   CUT TO:   INT. HUB – NIGHT   A decent nighttime crowd. “I Just Want to be Your Everything” by Andy Gibb plays on the jukebox. Jackie and Kelso stand near the counter, Kelso nursing a soda. He scans the crowd for women, and one walks by. KELSO: How about I kiss her?   JACKIE: No way. She's too tall, too tanned, too rich.   KELSO: Damn, Jackie, I don't wanna kiss a short, pale, poor girl.   JACKIE: Okay, look, Michael, all I know is that I don't want to stay broken up. Okay, you know what? You choose. Kiss any girl you want.   Kelso makes a brief show of looking around, then bends down and snakes a kiss from Jackie.   KELSO: I choose you.   JACKIE: Michael, that is the most romantic thing I've ever read, heard about, or seen on TV.   KELSO: Yeah, it was pretty romantic. I could tell while I was doing it.   Jackie sighs and sits down at the nearest free table. Kelso joins her.   KELSO: What?   JACKIE: No, it's just... look, one week you break up with me, and the next week you're Prince Charming?   KELSO: (shrugs) I'm an incredibly complex man, Jackie.   JACKIE: Michael, I can't do this anymore! Look, Michael, if you wanna choose me, then choose me. I mean, really choose me.   KELSO: Jackie, you gave me a free pass to kiss any girl I wanted, and I kissed you. And that was a big choice, ‘cause there’s a lot of hotties here.   He waves his hand to indicate the other patrons.   KELSO (cont’d): But there’s only one girl I wanna be with forever. And that’s you.   JACKIE: (beat) You want to be with me forever? You want to be together forever?   He nods. She takes his hand in hers.   JACKIE (cont’d): Okay, then, Michael, let’s commit to that right now. Let’s get married.   Very slowly, Kelso leans back. His jaw hangs slightly open, and he can’t stop blinking.   KELSO: (beat) Hold on. You wanna get married?   JACKIE: Yes, Michael, yes, I accept!   She jumps to her feet and kisses him on both cheeks.   JACKIE (cont’d): Oh, my God! You know what? I gotta go tell my dad. And you - you have to buy a ring! Just think about it! We are gonna be the “Burkhart-Kelsos.”   She runs out the door, squealing in delight.   KELSO: (in shock) The Who-hearts What-os?   He looks up to the window; Jackie is no longer in sight. He leaps to his feet, races out of the Hub, and takes off down the street in the opposite direction she took.   CUT TO:   EXT. KELSO HOUSE – NIGHT   Casey sits alone on the porch, reading an auto magazine. Eric walks up to him. ERIC: Casey, we need to talk.   CASEY: Well, I'm a little swamped right now, Foreplay.   ERIC: I think Donna thinks you love her, and if you don't, you shouldn't act like you do.   CASEY: What are you? The love police? Hands up! Love police is here.   ERIC: Hey, all I'm saying is that if you don't love her, just don't be with her, okay? Because she's a really special person, and someone out there could really love her.   CASEY: Someone out there or someone right here?   Eric doesn’t have a ready retort to that. He’s spared thinking of one by Donna stepping out from the house.   DONNA: Oh. Hey, Eric. What are you doing here?   CASEY: He was just leaving.   DONNA: Oh. Well, I gotta go, too.   CASEY: Hey, Pinciotti.   He stands and gives Donna a lingering kiss on the cheek.   CASEY (cont’d): Love ya.   DONNA: Oh, well, I...   She turns away from him to Eric, who looks down at his shoes.   DONNA (cont’d): (to Casey) Thank you. Okay, well, I'll... I'll see you later.   She walks off. Casey crosses to Eric.   CASEY: You see, Forman, it's just words. You don't have to mean it.   ERIC: If you make her cry, I'm coming right back here to kick your ass.   He walks off too, the opposite way from Donna.   FADE TO BLACK   CREDITS INT. FORMAN BASEMENT - NIGHT   THE CIRCLE. “Barracuda” by Heart plays on the radio. For once, the weed hasn’t made Kelso laughy. He looks downright paranoid. KELSO: You guys, I found something worse than Jackie kissing another guy: she wants to get married! TO ME!   He looks frantically around the room, the stairs and the door especially.   Pan to Eric.   ERIC: Well, if kicking Casey's butt is the same as babbling at him from a safe distance, then boy, did I do it! But seriously, you guys, the days of Daffy are over. It's time for action. I'm goin' Road Runner on his ass. Meep, meep! POW!   Pan to Fez.   FEZ: Good. Because thanks to his stupid advice, Rhonda dumped me. I tried to steal third, but she blocked me. And choked me. Now there’s no more baseball for Fez. It's back to handball.   Pan to Hyde.   HYDE: Girls, man. They'll make you miserable. Well, I got a date. (doing Daffy) Tho long, thuckerth!   He stands and makes for the door.   END.