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kira-fluff · 4 years ago

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Heeey!

Saeyoung, Yoosung, Jumin and Zen reacting to to “hotel only one bed” trope ? ♥️

a/n: of course you can lovely! <3 *AHEM* Lemme just say this trope is ELITE and I will NEVER not love it // also, i’m writing it like it’s before they’re dating (OF COURSE) because I want it to be spicy (actually that’s the only thing that would make sense for this prompt but you get my point whatever). ALSO also I’m basing the fancy hotel off my stay at the Ritz Carlton (it was like $25,000 a night) because my grandma couldn’t manage money N E WAYSS. Also, if y’all could let me know whether you prefer Y/N to MC pls lmk k thx

TW: drunk old lady w/no filter, gets pretty suggestive because I couldn’t help myself, an overbearing aunt, savage Italians, and loud hotel neighbor

Note: omfg i accidentally made this so long oh well here’s yo present lmao

“There’s only one bed” PT.1 PT.2

Saeyoung

Getaway missions are mad cool until you can’t sleep

When you finally neared the parking entrance to your hotel you were SO looking forward to taking a nice hot shower before shimming into the covers of your crisp, (clean, you hoped) sheets.

It was past 3AM when Saeyoung finally drove his elegant vehicular device (because what other word is there for it) into a secured parking space

“Because I don’t trust those shady valets, y/n.”

“Whatever you say, Seven”, you replied groggily.

You hauled ass up to the front desk, then to the elevator of the exquisite hotel you were staying at

not that you cared

because S L E E P

but Saeyoung likes to quote Jurassic Park (because of course he does) like “I spare no expense, y/n”

“I’m too tired to laugh”

*gASP*

“Not everyone naturally stays up until the early morning light before going to sleep.”

“It really should become a thing, it’s honestly very iconic of me.” (it’s not)

By the time your conversation ended you were glad to see your hotel number and a little key card slot.

Saeyoung made a show of sticking the key card in like a spy or something

it was funny for normal y/n but not for tired y/n

“Here’s your room, M’lady.”

He held the door open to your room as you looked around the room

a large, lush bed set before a ginormous flat screen TV with complimentary expensive chocolates laid before you as well as complimentary take-home elegant towels and slippers.

suddenly, you heard a knock on the door

blinking in confusion, you opened to see it was Saeyoung

“Um.. hey! What’s up?”

Saeyoung looked a bit bewildered himself before saying,

“Hey, so, I realized my key card was the same room number as yours and I was like ‘That’s weird!’ so I called the front desk who verified that I had placed a reservation for one room, not two, so I hacked into their system to see what went wrong and if I could change it but it looks like they’re completely booked and I think I had made the reservation before I knew that you had to come along and I’m so sorry”

he was breathless after the mouthful he just gave you

As it was 3AM a drunk, old woman was tripping her way to her room and shouted much louder than she should at 3AM, “Kiss her already n’ fuck, ya youngin’s!”

Saeyoung’s hair now matched his face :)

His ears were tipped bright red before coughing awkwardly

“I can sleep on the ground. I’ve done it plenty of times, it’s actually pretty comfy.”

“Um, Sev’ I’m not going to make you just sleep on the floor. If you want--”

“You’re not making me, y/n, I want to do this”

“Actually I think I’ll sleep on the floor, I sleep a lot better on the ground”, you fibbed.

“You’re sleeping on that big ass bed.”

“No you are.”

“If you don’t listen I’ll sleep in the bath tub instead of the floor.”

“Then I’LL sleep outside the room!”

“LIKE HELL YOU WILL!”

“WATCH ME”

the phone rang, a worker politely asking you to quiet a bit down because even with your luxurious privacy walls, guests could still hear you arguing.

Saeyoung began whisper shouting, “Guess that settles it.”

he plopped on the ground, fake snoring with his arm as a pillow

you sighed

“Fine, if neither of us are going to agree to this then we are both going to sleep in this bed.”

Saeyoung blushed lightly at your boldness, a tad worried you’d find him creepy or weird

You started again, beginning to undress a little, causing Seven to yelp in panic and turn around immediately, shielding his eyes,

Now in your tank top and your leggings you’d been wearing under sweatpants and a t-shirt, you said, “I’m gonna go take a quick shower and go to bed. I’m so tired.”

Seven turned around only when he’d heard the bathroom door shut

he sighed, What am I going to do with this girl.

By the time you’d come out of the bathroom, drying your wet hair, Seven was lying on the bed, clad in casual t-shirt and jeans.

“Come on, Saeyoung, you have comfy clothes! It’s okay, change! I’m done in the bathroom now.”

“Nah, this is fine.” This was not fine. Saeyoung was out of his area of expertise of expecting the unexpected because God you were so unpredictable.

“Please” you jutted out your bottom lip in a little pout, being sure to make eye contact with him

Something glowered in his eyes for a split second before he half-smiled saying, “Ah, little Y/n, you know I can’t say no to you when you go all sad on me.”

He stepped into the bathroom to change, but let’s be honest. He was freaking the fuck out.

he covered his flushed face, changing into his soft sweatpants and a cozy sweatshirt. he was scared

the more comfortable he became the more likely he’d accidentally get closer to you and then you’d freak out because you’d hear the sound of his heart beat like it’s a fucking rave concert and then you’d be weirded forever and quite possibly never talk to him again

but on the outside, he stepped out of the bathroom, whipping his phone out with a huge smirk saying, “Smile”

you threw up a peace sign with your tongue sticking out

he laughed before sending it to the RFA chat

707: Sleepover lolol [see attachment]

immediately both your phones blew up with buzzes of notifications from the chat

you laughed lightly, brushing a stray hair from your face to tuck it behind your ear

this was gonna be a long night for Seven.

Zen: UGH get away from her!!!!!!!!!111!!1!!

Jumin: Maybe you should learn to type first.

Zen: shut it cat freak

Zen: seven answer

Zen: hey

Zen: y/n, text “qwerty” if you’re in any kind of danger

Jumin: What a strange code.

You: qwerty :(

707: lololololol

Zen: !!!!!

Zen: ASJDHKJFASHFKJA

Jumin: -_-

Zen: WE NEED A CAR, NO A HELICOPTER im omw!!

You: just kidding <3 i’m fine you guys

707: lololol

Jumin: Have a bit more faith in your subordinates, Zen.

You closed the chat and muted your phone, expecting the incoming argument that was quickly to ensue.

You patted the bed lightly, ushering Saeyoung to lie down next to you.

He obliged, though he politely laid at the far edge of the left side of the bed.

You yawned before shutting the light off and whispering a “good night”.

Saeyoung glanced at the clock. 4AM. Only 15 minutes had passed. You were breathing softly in your sleep within the 10 minutes after you’d said goodnight and here he was still awake.

You suddenly tousled in your sleep, and Saeyoung raised his head, whispering a soft, “Did I wake you up?”

You replied with a soft moan before abruptly turning left onto his corner of the bed and grabbing for the first thing you’d felt -- his torso.

Saeyoung’s breath hitched as he felt you exploring the new found “object”, running your fingers up and down his torso and nearing dangerous areas below

Saeyoung whisper-shouted, “What are you doing?”

He leaned closer to hear your reply, but your only answer was more soft little snores

Saeyoung sighed, trying to lightly grab your wrists without waking you up, and directing toward yourself

no matter how hard he’d try, your arms kept finding his own

your nails would softly ghost over his chest or neck, causing him to shiver and blush profusely

again, he sighed, trying his hardest not to give into your sleepy state

until you broke him with a soft utterance, “Sae....young..”

Saeyoung’s eyes widened to the size of saucers before he dared to look down at you, your hair curling on the bed every which-way.. your mouth slightly agap...

he groaned, his brows furrowed and his eyes shut

at last he slunk his arms around your torso, being sure to respectfully keep them high around your waist

he buried his face in the crook of your neck to subconsciously try to hide his ever growing blush (and erection)

I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this ‘friend’ thing when you’re driving me this crazy, y/n.

You awoke to a sleeping Saeyoung, his toned arms enveloping your small body in a hug

shamelessly, you laid still for a few moments longer.

Yoosung

this bean is lonely uwu

so when he’d invited to you go with him on a trip his uncle had paid for, you felt bad saying “yes” because it’s a paid trip!!

until he begged you because his cousin Chaewon would be there and he was always really pushy and borderline a huge fuck boi

so you conceded

but hey free trip for the both of you minus shitty family gatherings with no one you know, right?!

you hope there’s at least one dog. and alcohol.

dog + alcohol at a party = an actual fun fucking time

you were glad Yoosung was there with you because he honestly couldn’t agree with you more

You opened your beach-side resort room to find there’s only one bed.

Yoosung blanched and quickly dialed his auntie, who’d made the resort reservations

“Ah...hi auntie! Um, how come there isn’t a separate room for me and y/n?”

his aunt cackled into the phone, “Aren’t you an old fashioned little gentlemen!!! Awe~~~ you’ve grown up to be such a good boy! <3 Well don’t worry, I won’t say a word to my sister or your pops. Enjoy the time you have with your adorable girlfriend and get it on a little!! I’ve got condoms if ya need ‘em honey~~ Remember dearie, when the shlong is not covered, the child support better be.”

Yoosung hurriedly hung up the phone, his face completely red, praying you hadn’t heard the conversation that’d just ensued.

You did

but you smile and say, “So.. what’d they say?”

He cleared his throat before saying, “Well, --err.. Basically there’s been a little mishap. B-but don’t worry!! I can just ask Chaewon if I can spend the night in his room.”

“Didn’t you say he leaves a sock on the door handle every time--”

“YES but I want you to be comfortable, okay! It’s really not a big deal.”

You shyly smiled while looking down before softly saying, “You can sleep with me.”

Yoosung’s eyes widened and you quickly looked up, your face flushing to a deep crimson

“I-I-I meant in the bed!!! With me. We can lie together. In the bed---- I mean we--”

Yoosung could practically see the steam coming out of your ears and the room felt a LOT hotter

“S-sure! Sounds great.” he had a feeling if you didn’t agree you’d end up embarrassing yourself further.. and he didn’t want you to feel bad. And he didn’t want those thoughts circulating his mind again.

“Alright, so I’m going to hop in the shower, y/n... unless you want to go first?”

Gulping down some complimentary water you’d found in the hotel mini fridge, you quickly replied with a shake of your head.

Nodding, Yoosung make quick work of washing his hair and trying to give himself a pep talk before he would be sleeping next to you.

Thankful for the big size of the resort bed, you climbed under the covers, already beginning to feel sleep take you

When Yoosung had at last dried himself off and walked out to the bed area of the resort room, he gazed at how small you looked, hugging a soft pillow in your arms, your eyes fluttered shut

He looked away, feeling like a creep.

He shut off the light after making a call to the resort staff to wake him up at 8AM as directed by his uncle’s itinerary

He slid under the covers, shoving a pillow in between the two of you as a little border to separate the two of you

it wasn’t until further in the night when Yoosung had felt a jolt and he looked up in panic, through the blackness recognizing the pillow-border had been cast onto the ground

and even more noticeably, your leg was swung over his hip, your body flush to his own

your arms were snaked around his neck

he felt like he could feel every inch of you

your soft breath just below his ear

your soft .. er.. chest... against his torso

your stomach and .. the rest of it... against his own

Yoosung could not breathe

like someone actually help this man for he is losing oxygen by the minute

He squeezed his eyes shut and make the executive decision to wait it out til morning

he was terrified that if he’d move you, you’d wake up and see just how much you affect him.

And so, when the phone rang that morning, you’d startled, looking up to see your tangled limbs lying on top of his own

“oH MY GOD I’M SO SORRY YOOSUNG UGH IT’S A HABIT OF MINE AHAHHSAHDAJSHS”

he looked at you with eyes that had noticeable circles under them (darker than even after his LOLOL gaming)

“you look like you didn’t sleep much.... --- Is it because of me!? Oh my god I’m so sorry you should’ve just shoved me off or something seriously I didn’t mean to do it on purpose, honest!!”

“N-no, no it’s really not!! I promise!!” He tried his best to grin, though it probably looked like a grimace, because the next thing you said was, “I’ll make it up to you”

“You don’t need to do that. Really, I liked it.”

It took a moment for him to realize what he just said.

“I-I mean I like you! I mean I liked sleeping with you!!! I mean--!!”

Yoosung was quickly spinning circles in his mind

you couldn’t help the little giggle that came out of your mouth, “I guess we’re pretty similar, huh?”

Yoosung smiled lightly, “Yeah, guess so.”

You walked out together toward the breakfast area of the resort

“Hey”, you started, “Is.. Did you mean what you said? About liking me?”

Yoosung glanced away, taking a deep breath before saying, “Yeah, yeah I did. I really like you.”

You couldn’t hold back the big ol’ smile that took over your face as you proudly declared, “Me too!!”

Right when Yoosung was going to go in for a kiss, he saw his auntie suddenly right next to the both of you

“Oh my GOD when did you get here?!”

She smirked, “My question first, dearie, what did you two like?”

Neither of you answered, your cheeks growing red

“You know, the first time your uncle did it with me I felt the same way. Like, what a man! Must run in the fam--”

“OKAY! THANK YOU FOR THAT AUNTIE BUT BREAKFAST IS CALLING MY NAME MM SMELLS GOOD SEE YOU LATER.”

Your blush didn’t leave you as you smeared strawberry cream cheese on your toasted bagel

This trip was going to be very VERY difficult. Thank God there was alcohol. And Yoosung. And probably dogs. And Yoosung.

Yeah.

Gotta love relatives.

Jumin

You received a call from a stern voice you didn’t recognize

<<“Hello. This is Mr. Han’s chauffeur. I’m approximately 6.3 miles away from your residence. Do not worry about clothes or other necessities. All will be provided for you.”>>

“Uh.. thanks? Where....?”

<<“Mr. Han has invited you to join him on his stay at the Ppalgan Vineyard Estates. Have you not received the notification?”>>

You glanced at your phone, seeing two unread messages on your phone.

You read them, feeling bad you hadn’t seen them before.

“Yes, yes of course. Thank you. Tell him I said thank you. Are you sure it’s okay for me to attend?”

<<“Miss Y/L/N, Mr. Han gave me specific instructions to assure you would be able to come with him. I have been ordered to give 2 minute updates following your being picked up. I can assure you, it is his utmost wish that you join him this weekend. I’d be honored to thank him on your behalf, though I feel it would mean much more to him if you said it to him rather than me.” >>

“You’re right, thank you. And thanks for driving me. And for all the other stuff you said”, you replied nervously.

<<”There is no need to thank me, Miss. I am glad to serve Mr. Han in anyway I can.”>>

The call hung up before you could spout out more thank yous

you phone buzzed, startling you.

you clicked the notification

<<(XXX-XXX-XXXX HAN COMPANIES) I’ve arrived at your residence. Let me know if there is anything I can carry for you. Sent 13:52>>

You quickly texted a reply of gratitude before rushing down the stairs out of your apartment, not wanting to make Jumin’s chauffeur wait.

“Good to see you Miss Y/L/N. Is there anything I can get you? I have been given orders to purchase anything you may want or need on our way to the airport.”

He quickly texted something on his phone, presumably a text to Jumin about your safe arrival to his limo.

“A-airport? You mean, like, flying? Are you sure I don’t need my wallet? It’s not too late for me to go grab it, right? I have my debit card on my phone too, otherwise.”

“Miss Y/L/N you are not to spent a single won on this vacation. All is paid for.”

“But my clothes... I don’t want Jumin to have to pay for all new things!!”

"I assure you, money is not something Mr. Han wishes for you to be concerned with.”

You’d stayed silent at that, feeling bad that you’d already bothered the poor man who’d just been ordered to drive you, not reassure you of Jumin’s financial affairs.

You grew quiet, looking out the window as trees, streets, and cars zoomed past you.

“If you so wish, there are numerous meals options in the compartments below the seats as well as alcohol, carbonated beverages and iced water glasses. You are, of course, welcome to any of these. Please do not hesitate to notify me if there is something you’d like instead. We’d glad to make it a regular option in all of our limousines.”

You flushed, embarrassed at the amount of power Jumin’s words, and effectively, your own seemed to have on the entire Han Conglomerate as a whole. You laughed a little, it was funny thinking to yourself that you had so much power as to decide snack options for Jumin’s cars.

Jumin was extra like that, he always went above and beyond to make you comfortable. You loved that about him. It made you feel a little spoiled, so you instinctively rejected most offers at things that seemed to further complicate his worker’s duties.

You had no idea that when the chauffeur had said airport he meant the Han Private Airway Transportation Zone.

As in... private jet.

It was hard not to feel like you were in a whole different world.

Not that Jumin treated you that way... but it was hard not to notice!

You bowed in thanks to the driver before hastily finding your way to the nearest man standing in another black suit, his hands folded together in front of him.

As soon as you uttered your name, his whole demeanor changed and he instantly had gone from cool and collected to humble and overwhelmingly kind.

He’d quickly made his way to the boarding area, escorting you to the jet before leaving you at a polite distance way from Jumin who’d been looking at you from the moment you’d entered the aircraft.

His eyes searched your own as you’d yet to discover his presence

He couldn’t help but rake his eyes up and down your body, admiring the way you could look just in anything.

He at last saw you searching the spacious cabin, at last laying eyes on him.

His heart pounded faster, as if your noticing him made his heart leap in joy

You looked relieved and smiled, running over to him and sitting down next to him

“Hi Jumin!! Oh, should I be calling you Mr. Han? That’s what your chauffeur called you.. sorry if that’s what I should’ve been addressing you as!!”

His deep voice rumbled in your ear, causing you to shudder, “Jumin is fine.”

You gazed up at him through your lashes, noticing the way his perfectly tailored vest made him look so... well... for lack of better word...hot.

“Wow. You look...” Your eyes moved from his hair, to his face, to his neck, to his torso, slowly to his groin, to his legs... before you realized what you’d been doing and quickly your eyes shot up again.

You bit your lip, “You look nice.”

“Nice?”

You laughed shyly, and slightly (embarrassingly) breathless, “Yeah. Yeah you do. Nice.”

Jumin couldn’t help the sly smile he’d been holding back before replying, “You look beautiful.”

You flushed and looked down, squirming in your seat a little before looking at him once more, offering a small, “..thank you..”

After a few minutes of silence, you’d decided to change the subject, chattering on about how you wondered what this mysterious vacation would hold

Jumin couldn’t help is concentration half on every word you were saying, but also your lips. Slowly licking his own, he nodded along when you’d gotten especially enthusiastic, grinning slightly when you’d gotten so excited you’d leapt out of your luxury seat.

Within a half hour of the trip to your destination in Italy, Jumin had trouble concentrating on much else.

Get it together, Jumin, you’re not some fool like Zen.

It’d gotten worse the more you’d leaned further in your seat, your chest becoming slightly exposed

he covered his mouth with a hand, opting for looking out one of the many windows of the jet.

You’d always caught his attention and made him lose his focus -- something he’d never lost before he met you

He blamed the strawberry sent that you’d always carried with you

He wasn’t much for expensive, faux perfume that so many of his father’s skanks would wear... it was like no other.

After a few hours of grueling torture on your part (though you hadn’t know every single time you’d grabbed his hand or arm it’d sent his heart on a sky dive) Jumin was glad to have arrived in the gorgeous Italian acreage of the countryside.

It was even more beautiful at the dusk of night, you’d decided

Immediately a shiny vehicle pulled up, ready to transport you and Jumin to the estate you were to be residing in for the weekend.

Upon pulling into the culdesac, you almost scoffed at the word “estate” -- it was more of a country in and of itself, land stretched beyond what you could see

The mansion itself stood on pillars and high, Gothic windows.

Inside, flying buttresses decorated the building, giving it an elegant and aged ambiance that you just adored

“It’s so beautiful.”

He smiled at you then, watching you take in the wonders he’d realized he took for granted.

He was then directed to a double-door entrance way, “Your room, Mr. Han, Miss Y/L/N.”

“Separate, correct?”

The man stood in surprise, looking slightly aghast, “T-they never specified such details.”

“Contact them immediately to confirm. I’ll work it out from there.”

“Yes, Mr. Han.” From there, the man scurried away to contact the head of the estate.

After a few moments, he returned, “The Rossi Conglomerate had assumed that you’d brought your fiance with you.”

“Did you mention I don’t have one?”

“Y-yes, of course! But, Mr. Han, your father--”

Jumin sighed, “I’ll take care of it.” with a wave of his hand, the man was gone

You thanked him on his way out.

Jumin looked at you, searching for a reaction of displeasure or worry

When he didn’t find one, he began, “I was notified the Rossi had booked their other estates to their American investors. My being here is a formality, but it is business. It would be a great discourtesy to demand--”

You smiled reassuringly, “Jumin, don’t worry about it.. we’ll share the bed, okay?” You held your hand in his own, rubbing soothing circles on his knuckles.

Jumin looked at you, choking on his spit slightly.

“Y/N you do understand that--”

“It’s fine, Jumin!! It’s late already, I’ll just put up my hair.. and.. do you know where the night clothes would be?”

He watched as you fixed a bobby pin between your teeth before running your fingers through your hair, watching as you arched your back to--

“Jumin? ...you don’t know?”

He cleared his throat, looking away, pink dusting his cheeks

“Bathroom.”

You thanked him, unaware of his watchful eyes

It had been a few seconds since you’d entered the bathroom before he heard a loud and alarmed, “..UM....JUMIN...?!”

He’d quickly made his way into the bathroom

“What’s wro--”

He looked and laying on the long granite island of the large bathroom was a silky set of lingerie as well as a note in Italian you couldn’t read.

Jumin’s words stopped dead on his lips as he stared at you, then the silky underwear set, you, silky underwear, you.......silky underwear.

On the outside, Jumin liked to think he came off as calm and collected, saying, “I can get you something else to wear.”

But when he’d made it two steps out of the bathroom he had a little collision. And by collision, I mean his face.. and the wall.

He looked in every drawer, finding nothing. He presumed clothes would be delivered as specified. But it was late already.. their servants are dismissed, only the protective guards surrounded the inside and outside of the estate.. explaining the situation to them didn’t seem very promising.

Of course you were kicking yourself, before you’d found their little....gift... you’d cast your days clothes into the washer. They were probably soaked by now.

Maybe I could use a hair dryer...? Or I could stuff them in the dryer??

Either way you’d be without clothes for.. too long.

And nothing would be greater punishment then showing all that in front of the man you had completely fallen for...

You heard a knock on the bathroom door. You listened from inside.

“Hey, I, uh, couldn’t find anything. Do you think you could wear your clothes from today?”

You whimpered, on the verge of tears, “I already put it in the washer!”

He knocked again, “Can I hand you something?”, he asked, undoing the buttons of his formal shirt.

��C-close your eyes!”

Jumin chuckled darkly before covering his eyes and handing her his collared shirt

“I’d give you the pants, too, but I don’t think they’d really fit you. Could you look at what they’d provided for me? Maybe slip on something from mine.”

“N-no! That’d be even worse for me!! .. and you!” You blushed again imagining him half naked

You hurriedly shuffled through the drawers, but to no avail.

You gulped, slipping on the lingerie to ensure that maybe something would be covered before buttoning Jumin’s formal shirt on you as well.

it was so big it didn’t leave much for the imagination

but you decided through a 10 minute pep talk that you’d suck it up and try your best to make his shirt into a night gown.

You at last stepped out of the bathroom, Jumin’s head shooting toward the sudden noise before taking you in

He could scarcely breathe, much less come up with a coherent sentence

you were in his shirt...

with barely any clothes on underneath

and you looked up at him shyly, biting your lip a little

drawing even more attention to your lips

Jumin had to stifle a groan, opting to head to the bathroom to change

After splashing some cold water on his face in a poor attempt to get his head out of the gutter, he quickly got on his pjs

after you both were ready for bed, Jumin sat on the bed, opening a small novel he’d been enjoying, Anthem.

His attention was immediately diverted from the dystopian fiction when he saw you were stretching

His shirt rode up high as he took in the way the lingerie perfect accentuated your curves, though it didn’t cover much below the waist

Noticing your folly, your eyes widened in shock before you immediately put your hands down

which, just your luck, made it all worse.

the sudden movement disheveled the shirt, causing it to ride down completely on one side, openly displaying the soft brassiere beneath it

Jumin slammed his book so hard it left an echo in the large room.

Great. He couldn’t even make it look like his book was suddenly unbelievably interesting that he just so happened to not take notice of the obvious sight before him.

You blanched, feeling a breeze along your shoulder, gasping before running to your side of the bed and pretending you don’t exist anymore

Meanwhile Jumin is in a c r i s i s

In the most eloquent of words, his mind said holy fucking motherfucking shit oh my God fuck fuck fuck AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH oh my god shit shit shit fuck shit sdfasodjgiajsidogjosdg MALFUNCTION!! WARNING!!!! RUN BITCH!!!

But Jumin didn’t run

because mama ain’t raise no bitch

but also because if he stood up it would be blatantly obvious that he had--

Stop thinking about it, Jumin.

He tried to redirect his mind to his 5 senses, a grounding technique he’d learned when he got too anxious when he was younger

But sight seemed to dominate it as his mind replayed your facial expressions, the way your hands awkwardly tried to cover yourself up, the way you looked the way he’d take it all off---

Oh God. I’m deep in shit.

He had never been so pissed at himself... and embarrassed.

He looked over at you, a horrible decision, really.

You were still awake, your face was redder than the strawberry sent that adorned you

“s-sorry..” you whispered, willing yourself to try to forget, “pretend that never happened..”

Jumin was practically feral and you were saying it never happened?

Jumin couldn’t just pretend he didn’t just see a fucking goddess

but he would for you

“..........pretend what never happened?”

You sighed, a small smile on your face as you quickly turned to thank him

but he was a LOT closer than you imagined

he was propped up on one elbow, looking down at you, his head slightly angled.

And suddenly your faces weren’t so far apart.

And you couldn’t help but slowly close your eyes

Jumin felt confusion when you’d done this

he can be a bit of a pea brain, so he of course said, “I’m sure you’re very tired.”

He shut off the light, reaching over you

You held back the big frown you’d gotten when you realized he’d rejected you

unbeknownst to you that it took everything in him, from the moment he’d saw you in the jet cabin, not to scoop you up in his arms and make out with you the whole way there.

Zen

Was Zen going to invite you to his own fucking tour?

Of course he was

he liked flexing his connections

and most of all, showing you just how much he cared about you

and loved you

but not the love part because God if you ever found out Zen might jump into the nearest body of water and never return

not that he didn’t have any confidence

he has lots of it

but it all kind of disintegrates when he gets to talking about his real feelings

But come on, it was blatantly obvious to anyone who had heckin eyes

or ears

or just any functioning body

the way he’d try to subtly throw an arm over your shoulder

or he’d lean in whenever you spoke

or the way he’d readjust his posture when you walked into a room

or the way everyone caught him staring

like anytime you weren’t looking

or when you are looking because he is “built different”

So the limo ride to the fancy hotel he was to stay at was something that had him looking forward to the tour, but also dreading it

you’d sat close to him in the limo because his agent and other workers were sitting along with him.

So close that your ass got pushed further and further onto his lap

because damn where the fuck are we and why are there so many goddamn potholes

Zen tried to steady you by firmly grabbing your hips

which was NOT the move

because now that you were firmly set on his lap, every bump felt like a fucking war against his hormones.

Like a gentleman, he quickly opted to seat you next to him, not wanting you to feel embarrassed

still, he could feel you being pulled closer to him with every long turn the limo made or every bump or abrupt stop

and it was torture.

like this man is sweating

but by some miracle you arrive at the hotel in one piece! Yay!

but Zen’s soul has left his body~~

so you get set up

You open the room, “Look, Zen! This bed is HUGE!!”, you ran over to it and plopped your face onto the sheets

He chuckled, watching you act like a little kid excited about a hotel for the first time

his brows furrowed when he realized there was no door separator between your rooms

He immediately called the front desk

all you could over hear was “No, there seems to be some kind of mistake”

and “I reserved two rooms -- conjoined”

“Alright, ok. Thanks.” and then he hung up.

“So..” he sighed, “They can’t get another room because they’re completely booked. Someone must’ve recognized the limo and lots of fans immediately bought up all the rooms in hopes of seeing me.”

“It’s alright Zen! I can ask to switch with your agent or something!!”

“NO!” Zen said a little too loudly. “No. Um, look it would be bad because he’s a man.”

“Your a dude, too, Zen.”

“I-- yeah, but that’s different because I’m a guy you can trust.”

“True..”

“So I’ll sleep on the couch, ‘kay?”

“Zen, no! You need your beauty sleep to be ready for your performance tomorrow!!!”

“It’s alright, really!”

“I’ll sleep on the couch!”

“Like hell you will.”

“Please :(”

“Y/N, seriously--”

“Then how about this! You and I just sleep in the same bed!”

Ever the dramatic soul, Zen gasped with his palm over his heart “How SCANDALOUS!”

“Aren’t you supposed to be Mr. Playboy?”

“Only for you, baby”, he winked.

You stuttered, “T-that’s not funny! Seriously don’t make it weird you horn- dog!”

He threw his head back in laughter, “Horn-dog?! I thought you said you trusted me!”

“Not when you’re obviously thinking about doing this and that to me!!”

“Doing this and tha---Hey! Who do you think I am?!”

There was suddenly a loud bang on the wall and a burly man shouted, “GO TO FUCKIN’ SLEEP YOU OBNOXIOUS, SEXUALLY FRUSTRATED LITTLE SHITS!”

You smirked, holding in a laugh saying, “Sounds like your fans are getting jealous.”

Zen’s mouth dropped and you began laughing hysterically

“T-that was like a 60 year old man!”

“I’M 42 YOU LITTLE SHIT”

You fell back on the bed, laughing louder

Zen shouted back, “WELL EXCUSE ME, SEXY, 42 YEAR OLD MAN”

There was silence before a harsh knock sounded at your door

All Zen’s bravado disintegrated and he made a dash for the bed, whispering loudly for you to “Turn off the fuckin’ lights, turn off the fuckin’ lights!”

You stifled more giggles rising up to your throat as you clicked off the light, making sure the room was locked, and climbed into bed

you breathed out your last laughs, sighing to yourself contentedly before noticing the close proximity you were to Zen

You stared at each other for a long moment

You leaned in closer

Zen placed a palm on your cheek, gently cupping it

he softly whispered, “Can I kiss you?”

You answered by harshly connecting your lips

The two of you feeding off each other’s oxygen as Zen bit your lip, causing you to gasp and open your mouth to make way for his tongue

you whimpered, feeling faint from lack of oxygen

the two of you parted, out of breath

Zen wanted to say something smooth like “I’ve always wanted to do that.”

but instead he said “I’ve always wanted to do you.”

He mentally smacked his head, blaming the lack of oxygen for his stupidity

But you smirked up at him coyly, replying, “Then why don’t you?”

Um yeah rip your hotel neighbor he will literally hate both of you so much

I had honestly SO MUCH FUN writing this!! Let me know if you want, like, a part two to this. I think I’d just be so fun lol

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kwonhoshi0 · 4 years ago

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𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨��𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 | h.c

navigation | requests : open | 25th march 2021

pairing : denki x gn!reader

genre : angst to fluff

themes : established relationship

request : angst to fluff hcs idea! denki hearing his S/O talk about their day and Denki being a little mad about something else that day he explodes his anger to her and he says "will you shut the fuck up? damn im so fucking tired of you". His S/O avoid him the following week even at work. Denki, feeling alone he asked his S/O what he did wrong. And then his S/O, almost crying, tells him what he did. He felt so guilty and bad and was finfing the way how to make it up to the. Thanks :)

note : i’m changing it slightly so they’re still in UA :p

[ denki ]

> you literally don’t argue

> in your 2 years of being together you’ve argued probably only twice and that was about safety it wasn’t out of spite it was out of concern

> obviously no one likes fighting but you both despise not being able to talk to each other as normal

> you’re the couple who do tiktok dances and play stupid pranks on eachother even if it takes hours of denki bribing you

> you have date nights every other day

> so when the bakusquad don’t see you together for a week they get a little concerned

-> scenario

> today had been a particularly tiring day training, everyone was tired but denki seemed to be going hard on himself

> he was mad at himself for not being able to withstand a certain amount of electricity before short circuiting

> since you were also busy training you couldn’t reassure him or make him feel better

> as soon as training ended denki headed to his dorm room laying face in his pillow

> you had arrived a little after him with mina and since he wasn’t playing video games downstairs you figured he’d probably be showering or something

> “hey denks” he just made a grunting noise as you sat on the bed

> “it was kinda fun seeing how far everyone could go with their quirks, oh and at one point i went against mina and her new moves are so cool, i wish i could’ve used that move you helped me make but there weren’t many chances to use it”

> you looked back down at the blonde his head was still in his pillow, you nudged him a little “how was your day love” you laughed a little at hid position

> “oh i think i saw you fighting against kiri you were doing so-”

> “do you ever shut the fuck up, i’m so damn tired of you y/n” he turned over slightly staring at his ceiling

> “what-” you were confused he’d never snapped like that

> “god you’re so annoying” he interjected you scoffed not wanting him to see you upset

> “right, you won’t be saying the same thing when you’re begging for my attention”

> he hadn’t really caught your words, he didn’t even realise what he had said

> when you got back to your room you overthought it a lot how long has he thought that about me, did we just break up

> you knew you were overthinking but that didn’t stop you from crying about it fuck has he really thought that shit about me from the beginning, that he’s tired of me, that i’m annoying

> you avoided him like the plague that night, you didn’t go downstairs much and usually you kept your door unlocked so he can sneak in but you locked it

> it hurt a lot knowing he thought that about you

> you went downstairs to grab a drink kirishima bakugou and sero were sat playing video games

> “hey y/n are you gonna play tonight?” you shook your head and walking over to him to see what theyre playing

> “you okay? you look tired” well i am tiring apparently

> “yeah sorry, just tired” you lied

> “oh in that case you should rest!” you smiled at the redhead nodding at his words

> “oh and y/n kaminari seemed worked up when we sparred earlier is he okay” you winced a little before pretending to have not heard them

> you opened the door of your room and struggled holding your water phone and books

> “hi sunshine” a sleepy voice that usually made your heart race except it made your heart rate speed up for a different reason

> you quickly closed the door and locked it sighing

> ��y/n? what happened? is this one of your pranks you’re not getting me back by locking me out”

> the next day you woke up slightly earlier than usual, denki usually woke up late anyway so you took your time

> you walked to your class with bakugou and kirishima and sat in your usual seat

> when denki arrived he was a little confused since you hadn’t stumbled into his room at 6:30am and cuddled him until your alarm went off

> you didn’t have breakfast with him or walk to class with him

> you hadn’t even looked at him this morning and it scared him

> he wanted to talk to you but aizawa walked in making everyone sit in their seats

> for sparring partners you paired with bakugou since your quirks are pretty compatible

> during your sparring session you had pinned his arm behind his back which meant he fell on you since you were both so unbalanced, he had his arms on the ground caging you beneath him

> the electric type stared in jealousy wait is this why they’re acting weird? because they want to leave me for him

> fucking dumbass no just don’t hurt my feelings🌝

> you sat with the dekusquad since you’re friends with all of them

> it wasn’t too weird to others since you and the deku squad are pretty good friends

> you successfully ignored him for another school day but there was still the dorms

> “oi dumbass we’re doing movie night you comin” you smiled at the blondes softness towards his friends “sorry i’ve got uh homework”

> “uh homework?” you glared at him “you know what i mean”

> he rolled his eyes before going back to your friends

> denki watched from afar he wanted to make you smile, he wanted to do that so why weren’t you letting him

> “y/n” you froze a little hearing his voice so pleading but you shook it off and went to your room

> the next couple days were hard you didn’t know where you stood with the boy and you were honestly afraid to find out

> denki had tried to talk to you but everytime he did have the chance he chickened out afraid you’d say you don’t want him anymore and that terrified him so much he couldn’t think about it without tearing up

> it had been about a week since what happened and everyone noticed the atmosphere

> you both looked miserable and you wouldn’t be caught in the same room together

> “oi y/n open up, Now dumbass” you groaned letting the blonde in

> “what the fuck is going on with you and dunce face?!” you sighed

> “i’m not exactly sure” that wasnt a lie, you don’t really know where you stand with him

> “explain”

> “i went to his dorm as normal and he told me i was tiring and annoying and asked if i ever shut up.. it may not seem like much since you say that all the time but it’s the way he said it, he said it with so much hate, just didn’t feel great i guess”

> “just suck it up and talk to him, you don’t know what he’s thinking so find out”

> “and what if he wants to leave me”

> “then fuckin let him if things are meant to work out they will, besides i’m not doing this out of kindness, you’re uh not at your strongest during training so”

> you smiled a little hearing the blondes excuses for caring about his friends

> just as you let bakugou out denki watched and looked at the ground feeling tears in his eyes

> your eyes widened a little as he pushed open the door letting himself in

> “i don’t know what i did but you could’ve broken up with me before dating him you know!”

> you furrowed your eyebrows holding back tears

> “is that some sort of fucking joke denki?, you can’t tell me i’m tiring and annoying asking me if i ever shut up and then accuse me of cheating when that was very clearly your way of telling me to fuck off”

> just as he was about to ask what you meant he remembered what had happened that day, he was so tired and caught up in his own anger that he had forgotten

> “what the fuck, y/n i’m sorry i’m so sorry i didn’t mean to say any of that.. i shouldn’t have accused you of anything or taken it out on you” he let a tear slip out staring at the ground

> you thought about it and scolded yourself for overthinking so much

> “can we be okay y/n.. i love you even if i don’t deserve to”

> you sniffled a little at his words before smiling “do that again and i’ll fucking gut you”

> he jumped towards you with a grin on his face engulfing you in a hug

> “i missed this, i missed you so much baby”

> you nodded into his neck “me too”

A/N : pain only pain, i barely see any denki angst to fluffs so i’m here feeding my people😫

taglist : @todoroki-shoto-is-life @blazedbakugou @luluwiie @blue-gold-demigod-clouds @gazelle-des-pres @gaysimpsstuff

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years ago

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OBISPO ‘BISHOP’ LOSA.

MAYANS MC ┃ USEFUL LINKS

❝ request by @supervalcsi: Dear Aurora, my love, my sunshine, may I get prompt 12 from angst list with Bishop?? Thank you so much my friend! I love you!!! 💕💕💕💕

❝ prompt: “Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that”.

❝ words: about 1.3k.

❝ a / n: as always, don’t forget to comment and reblog if you liked it!

“Didn't know where else to go”.

His voice sounds lower than normal, as if he is on the verge of tears but fighting against it. You don't ask him how he knows your address, giving him enough space to come inside your house. Bishop doesn't doubt then, guiding his steps through the door to let you close it behind your back as you turn around to face him.

Sometimes he goes to the bar you work in, outside of Santo Padre, in one of the lost roads to nowhere. The two of you spend the night talking about anything concrete, interchanging words. And you can assure that between both there's some kind of connection since you met.

But tonight, he looks too different than usual. The black bags under his eyes mean that he hasn't had much sleep the last few days. The grown beard melting with his well-groomed mustache let you know that he hasn't taken care of himself lately. Just surviving like a lost soul, in pain for something you don't know. Traveling your eyes to his hands, you quickly notice his reddened knuckles a little bit raw.

Licking your bottom lip, hesitating, you take the first step ahead to taste the waters, invading his personal space. Knowing that Bishop is not going to take one back, you shorten till the minimal distance among your bodies to wrap him with your arms. Trying to comfort him, you hug him as much tightly as you can, feeling the man reciprocating the gesture; clinging himself to you as if you were the anchor that helps him to stay afloat.

Only then, he breaks into pieces, letting the tears run down his cheeks as he rests his forehead on your shoulder. Landing one of your hands on the back of his head, you caress gently his hair, wanting to make him feel better. You're not going to ask if he doesn't want to talk. The interrogatories aren't part of your personality. You're the one who usually listens in silence, and maybe offers some kind of advice. But it's not what Bishop needs, not tonight.

Much to your regret, you pull yourself away slowly, without doing any sharp move. Sliding your fingers down by his shoulders to the folds of the black kutte, you help him to take it off so you can hang it on a chair in the living room. He's following you like a lost puppy, keeping his head bowed. Doing the same with the black hoodie, after unzipping it, you hold his hand to guide him through the hallway towards your room.

The place is submerged under the gloom, only illuminated by some streetlights outside, but enough to see the tears on his face. After cleaning them with your fingers, while he takes off his boots and undoes the belt to throw it somewhere, you give him some space to undress and place his jeans and his shirt on the chair next to the desk.

Once lying down on your bed, you welcome him again between your bare and warm arms, aware that he feels a little better by the way his breathing sounds more calmed. Urging Bishop to rest his head on your chest, you can't help but leave a tender kiss on it.

“Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that”.

Your voice is honeyed. A soft whisper transmitting him peace. Whilst his arms are surrounding your body and your left one is around his chest, your right hand caresses slowly his cheek; using your fingertips, barely watching the man close his eyes. Soon, his breathing is inappreciable, taking the same rhythm as yours.

Still half asleep you roll around the mattress, to hide your face from sunbeams, filling up your lungs with the strong manly scent from your unexpected visitor last night. Tightening the grip around you, Bishop sighs more awake than sleep, pressing his lips on your forehead for a kiss that lasts longer than expected. But you don't care. It doesn't bother you. Feels good, after all.

“Should I say sorry or thank you?” His throaty voice slides itself through your ears with sorrow and shame.

“You don't have to be sorry, nor thank me anything”.

The smile curving his lips brushes your forehead softly, slightly jumping your heart for no reason, apparently. Resting your heads over the pillow, without breaking the mess of legs and arms tangled you are, your eyes laid on each other. You don't know what time it is, but he looks more rested than yesterday.

“Two days ago… I lost someone important to me”.

“I'm sorry, Bish”.

“Yeah, me too. But things happen for a reason, isn't it?”

Briefly nodding, you're able to see him smiling again. A sleepy grin disappears after a short second. Closing his eyes again, the man sinks his face into the crook of your neck, holding you closer under his grip to his body. The soft gasp escaping his lips, after taking a breath of your sweet smells, makes you giggle because of the tickles.

But that bubble explodes when your phone rings. Normally, no one calls you before two at noon and it couldn't be this late.

“Don't answer, please…”

“Just lemme check who it is”.

Tossing a hand over your head, palming the nightstand until finding the phone, you place it in front of your head. Unknown number. You don't recognize it. Frowning confused, you poke Bishop's cheek to make him look at it. Seems like he recognizes it by the way he has to roll his eyes. Lying on his back and grabbing it, he slides his thumb over the screen to pick up the call.

“(Y/N)?”

“It's Obispo”.

“Jesus fucking Christ, brother, I'm too fucking old for these games. Been looking for you since yesterday morning, about having a heart attack”.

“Don't be dramatic, Taza… How the hell 'you have (Y/N)'s number? Actually, how the hell 'you know her?” Looking at you, the only thing you do is shrug confused. You haven't heard about this man in your life.

“I know you better than yourself, you should know it already”.

“I'm going to hang up”.

“Hey, hey, wait! You okay?”

“I was fucking okay till you call, enjoy my seat today”.

Not giving the man at the other side of the speaker the chance to respond, Bishop finishes the call, leaving the phone on the nightstand behind him.

“How did you know where I live?” You can't help but ask, showing up your curiosity.

“I went to the bar, hoping you were there. But your boss told me you were free, so I ended up threatening him to earn your address. He didn't want to tell me”.

“Maybe he thought you were a psycho”.

“Or a Mayan”.

“Yeah, that gang of Chicanos is pretty crazy too”.

“I hate that fucking name”.

Hearing Bishop laughing for the first time in a week makes you feel some nice shivers traveling your body, resting a leg over his lap and fitting your body to his.

“I came to you because you always cheer me up. No matter what. And I don't know how you do it, but I don't want you to stop”.

Lying by his side and placing a hand on the back of your thigh, to keep your leg over his, the Mexican slides his free arm under your neck with so much care.

“I like to see you happy, to see you smiling. It isn't something I can avoid”.

“What else you can't avoid?”

“The desire of asking you to stay”.

“I'm going to stay if you want me to stay”.

“What if I ask you to kiss me?”

Leaning towards you, the response doesn't wait. At first, Bishop just presses his lips against yours. A soft cramp that bristles your skin completely. Soon, your lips start to move slowly in sync, tasting each other, cutting off your breathings. It is better than you have fantasized sometimes while talking with him sitting on the bar and sharing old whisky in the small hours. And he feels good too, even if he continues carrying the sorrow because of his recent loss, knowing that he has won you somehow.

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farfromtommy · 4 years ago

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seb being a stepdad to chris' kids or vice versa!

not my gif

a/n: okay this is literally one of the best ideas ever and im so in love with this fic. i think this takes the cake for my favorite fic i’ve written!! this is mildly edited so pls be kind. im so proud of it and hope you guys love it <3

please reblog if you enjoyed reading and and feel free to leave any comments!!

warnings: drinking, mentions of sex, brief mention of medical procedure(s), there might be some language i dont remember

word count: 4,400

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Chris has been your best friend since elementary school and all through middle and high school. Everyone knew how close you were to him and how deeply you loved each other. It was never in a romantic sort of way, though. Nobody really understood the relationship you had with him, they just shrugged their shoulders and minded their business.

When Chris told you he wanted to move to New York to follow his dream of being an actor, he asked you to go with him. You shared his love for theatre and the arts and always wanted to see if you could make it as a big-time Hollywood actress. You packed all your things into your tiny car and made your way to New York with your best friend.

You spent your 28th birthday sitting on Chris’s couch with a bottle of tequila and a broken heart. Your boyfriend of 3 years broke up with you on the grounds of you being “such a drag” and “not someone he wants to settle down with any more”. You had planned a life with him. He talked about marrying you and having kids with you just weeks prior. And he had just thrown it all away.

Having gone through almost half of the bottle of tequila already, Chris took the bottle from you and just looked at you with sad eyes. He ran his hand through your hair as you buried your face in your pillow and just cried. You pulled yourself together after a while and willed yourself to sit up and look Chris in the eyes.

“I know I’m kinda drunk right now but Chris, listen to me. Can we make a pact? When we’re both 30 and if we’re both still single and loveless. Let’s have a baby. We don’t have to like… y’know… do it or anything. We can do it through insemination or in a petri dish or however they do it. I’m just- I want to settle down and have kids but I don’t think I’ll ever trust anyone else.” You rambled, gesturing wildly with your hands. Chris suppressed a laugh and looked at you like you were crazy. You just looked at him questioningly until he realized this was not the alcohol talking.

“Are you serious? Like, me and you? Having a baby? Seriously?” He pulled himself off the floor and sat on the coffee table in front of you.

“I’m so serious. You can say no, Chris. This is me asking you what you think. I always said that if I don’t have a husband or have been with someone long enough to have a child with them, that I would go to a sperm bank and do it like that. You know how badly I want kids, and I know you want them too.” You moved to the edge of the couch to move closer to him. He stood up and grabbed your hand to help you up. He dragged you towards the kitchen and sat you down at the table, telling you to wait there while he grabbed something. He came back a few moments later with a notebook and a pen.

“Alright, let’s figure this out. We’re going to ask each other questions about this and write down the answers. Any conditions we have we’ll write down, if we can’t agree on them we don’t do it. I know you’re not super sober right now so we can do this now and talk about it again tomorrow.” He wrote ‘Y/L/N - Evans Baby’ along the top. You smiled a bit to yourself and waited for him to talk.

“I don’t want to be just the sperm donor, I want to be involved in everything. From the ultrasound appointments to picking preschools. I also want to be in the room when you’re in labor.” He wrote it down as he was talking and looked up at you. You nodded with a big smile on your face.

“I would want you as involved as possible. We would be co-parenting this hypothetical child. My turn. To keep this from getting messy, we should do it through a clinic. Me in stirrups and your swimmers in a turkey baster. Sex can make things complicated and weird, I don’t want to risk something going wrong between us and then there be a child involved. Insemination isn’t as effective but we can always keep trying if it doesn’t work.” You pulled the notebook towards you and wrote down your condition.

That went on for the rest of the night. You and Chris take turns asking questions about your hypothetical baby. You had filled up pages and pages of notes about what you both want, from how you would decide to tell your families to living arrangements to if you’d circumcise or not if it was a boy.

A little more than 2 years later you and Chris found yourselves at the dining room table of his Boston home again. The notebook you had filled just a few years back right in front of you, along with 5 pregnancy tests. They were face down on the table as you anxiously waited for the timer to go off.

“Alright, Chris. This is it. It’s been 5 minutes, we can flip them over.” You released a shaky breath and stared at the tests right in front of you. Chris grabbed your hand and laced your fingers together. You looked at each other before reaching out to flip over the individual tests. Seeing all 5 of the tests with 2 solid pink lines knocked all the air out of your lungs.

“Oh my god. They’re all positive! Oh my god, Chris!! We’re going to have a baby!” You both jumped out of your seats and jumped around the kitchen before hugging each other and crying. He kept thanking you and kissing the top of your head while you sobbed into his chest, soaking his shirt. There were lots of tears over the next few weeks from you both after confirming your pregnancy with your midwife.

8 or so months later Penelope Elizabeth Evans-Y/L/N made her way into the world and the arms of her parents. The world seemed to stop when you heard the cries of your daughter for the first time. You could’ve sworn Chris stopped breathing the second he laid eyes on her when she was placed on your bare chest. He didn’t even care that she was covered in blood and other bodily fluids, he swore that she was the most beautiful human being to ever exist.

He took a lot of time off from filming and working to take care of you both. Once you found out you were pregnant, you stopped acting for the most part. You knew that you wanted to be a stay-at-home mom, at least until she was old enough to go to school, and maybe then you’d go back to smaller roles that kept you close to home.

Chris had a hard time leaving you and Penny once it was time to go back to work. He held her close to his chest and cried at the thought of leaving her when she’s still so little. Seeing the extreme separation anxiety he was already having, you offered to go with him to set and find an apartment or house to rent for the duration of the shoot. This ended up being the greatest thing you could have come up with. Every single project that took him away from Boston, you and Penny were right there next to him. You and Penny followed him to what seemed like every corner of the Earth.

The weeks leading up to shooting The Winter Soldier were the most exciting for Chris. He had been training for months to get into shape and was really excited to have you and Penny on set with him. He had also been talking nonstop about working with Sebastian and Anthony again.

One night Chris came home with Sebastian and Anthony trailing behind him. Penny had gone down for the night and you were nursing a glass of wine on the recliner, watching whatever you could find on TV.

“Hey, Y/N. I should've called ahead, I’m sorry. We’re just going to have some beers while we watch the game.” He walked in and gave you a quick kiss on the cheek. You moved the blankets off your lap and stood up to greet Anthony and Sebastian.

“I don’t think you ever got a chance to meet these guys before. Y/N this is Anthony and Sebastian, guys this is Y/N.” Chris introduced you and you moved forward to give them both hugs.

“Sorry for barging in on you unannounced, we would’ve made sure this idiot called you before to make sure it was all good,” Anthony said, taking the beer Chris handed him.

“Oh please, don’t worry about it. He used to do it all the time when we lived in New York. Sorry, the place is a bit of a mess. Didn’t get a chance to clean today, I’ve had my hands full, especially with this one” You gestured a thumb to Chris and he sent you a playful glare in return.

You offered to put together some snacks for the game, knowing very well Chris couldn’t handle his alcohol without some sort of food in his system. Anthony and Sebastian offered to help while Chris snuck off to go see Penny.

“How long have you and Chris been together?” Sebastian made some small talk while looking for serving bowls in your kitchen. Anthony leaned against the counter and continued to sip on his beer.

“Oh, we’re not together. We’ve been friends since we were kids and we actually are just uh...” You chuckled nervously, not knowing what to say to his friends. Chris walked into the kitchen with Penny in his arms at that moment. Her head tucked into his neck, hands gripping at the fabric of his shirt and his arms under her butt.

“We’re raising our daughter together. They go with me wherever I go so I don’t miss anything and so Y/N doesn’t raise Penelope by herself. We’re co-parenting in the same house.” He said, looking at the tired toddler in his arms. Sebastian and Anthony both sputtered on their beers at the same time, not believing what they were seeing.

There was no denying that she was a product of you and Chris. Even with her sleepy eyes, they could see the bright blue color that matched the man carrying her. They saw the swoop of your nose and the color of your hair. They stood there just taking it all in.

“I had a bit of a crisis when I turned 28 after my long term boyfriend dumped me out of nowhere. It was one of those ‘if we’re 30 and aren’t married’ sort of things. We turned 30 and were both still single, so we had a baby.” You shrugged, looking over at your girl.

“And it works, being parents without being together but still living together?” Anthony asked, gesturing towards the two of you.

“We had everything figured out before she got pregnant. We had conditions that we both had to agree on before we even got serious about it. We were both very adamant about not doing it the old fashioned way so things didn’t get messy. It took some time to figure out the… terms and conditions I guess.” Chris laughed a little bit. Anthony and Seb nodded in understanding and kept looking at Penny.

“I’m happy for you, man. Seems like you both are really happy. How old is she?” Anthony walked into her line of sight and waved his fingers a bit, trying to get her attention.

“She turned one a couple of months ago.” You said and watched Penny pick her head up and look at Seb and Anthony, inspecting them a bit. Her big blue eyes landed on Sebastian and she stared him down before he gave her a small smile and waved at her. She was a little shy around new people and would usually bury her face in the neck of whoever was holding her.

To your surprise, she leaned away from Chris and moved her hands out to Sebastian. Everyone’s eyes widened as she whined a little bit when he didn’t reach out to grab her. Chris moved closer and told him it was okay and let Penny make herself comfortable in his arms. She buried herself into his neck much like she does with you and Chris, her tiny fists clutching his shirt. Her eyes shut immediately and let herself fall asleep in his arms.

The next few months went on more pleasantly than expected. Chris often had late-night shoots and training, leaving you with Penny most of the day. Anytime he knew he would be home late, he’d send Seb over with dinner or just an extra set of hands to help you with Penny. She knew you were her mama and Chris was her dada, then one day she had her Seba. Anytime you opened the door to let him in with her on your hip, she immediately squealed and started to chant ‘Seba! Seba!’ and didn’t stop until he was holding her.

Sebastian had brought up the idea of taking you to dinner one night to Chris. Even though you were a single adult who could make decisions on your own, he didn’t want to disrespect Chris at all. Chris never saw you as anything more than his best friend, it had always been like that. He was ecstatic when Sebastian brought up the idea of asking you out.

“I’m so serious, Seb. I think it’s a great idea. She talks about you a lot and really loves being around you. She’s going to say yes, I promise. Y/N hasn’t dated since we had Penny, mostly because she’s scared of what someone would think about her living with her childhood best friend who happens to be the father of her child.” Chris told him honestly. You weren’t interested in dating at all since having Penny. Mostly because being a mom was your first and only priority.

Sebastian let out the breath he was holding and ran his fingers through his hair, all of a sudden nervous about asking you to dinner. Chris clapped a hand around his shoulder and gave him a quick pep talk before sending him on his way.

The 2 years between wrapping Winter Soldier and starting Civil War had been interesting, to say the least. Everything Chris did kept him in the states for the most part. You and Penny were still trailing along with him, always loving the things you got to experience as a family.

Sebastian had found his place right in your crazy life. You had been unofficially together after wrapping Winter Soldier. He went off to do his next project and you and Chris spent some time in Boston with your families. You texted him most of the day, and he called at night to talk for a few hours before you went to sleep. He always said goodnight to Penny and she blew her Seba kisses through the phone.

He flew to Boston a bunch of times to see you, even if it was only for a few hours. You flew to wherever he was for a few days at a time, most of the time with Penny. Chris somehow managed to get you on the plane by yourself a few times and promised he would FaceTime every single night and would have hourly pictures sent.

On one of your first weekend trips out to see him, he refused to let you leave without making it official with you. He had you in tears at the end of his ‘I can’t spend another second without calling you my girlfriend’ speech. When he proposed to you he had said that the only thing better than the girlfriend speech was the one he was about to give. His ‘I can’t spend another second without calling you my wife’ speech knocked that one out of the water.

Neither of you wanted to make a big fuss about a wedding. You weren’t interested in the big white dress and the stressful bridesmaids and the whole cliche wedding things. Sebastian suggested getting eloped somewhere quiet with a handful of the most important people in your life. Chris’s mom, Lisa, had offered to hold the ceremony in her backyard. Knowing very well how spacious and beautiful it was, you and Seb graciously accepted her offer.

You kept your dress simple yet elegant, a beautiful white lace dress that ended mid-thigh, and complimented your body so perfectly. Seb kept it classy with a dark blue suit and light blue button-up that brought out his eyes, no tie, because who needs one?

Right at the end of the ceremony right as the officiant was about to have you say ‘i do’, you heard whines coming from Penny, who was sitting right up front on her daddy’s lap. You looked over to see her squirming in his lap and whining out ‘mama’ and reaching out for you. Chris made eye contact with you and mouthed ‘i’m sorry’. You shook your head and let go of one of Sebastian’s hands to motion to let her go so she could walk over to you.

Everyone aww’d as she walked over to you as quickly as her legs could take her. You bent down and scooped her up, resting her on your hip and wrapping your arm around her waist to keep her up. Sebastian made faces at her to make her laugh and keep her happy for a few more minutes. Your photographer had taken advantage of the incredibly sweet moment and had made sure to get as many shots of Penny at the altar with you.

When the officiant pronounced you husband and wife, you were going to set Penny down but Sebastian was quick to pull you both close to him and go in for your first kiss as a married couple with your daughter right there. Everyone cheered and Penny was mimicking the claps of everyone around her. Before he pulled away from you two he pressed two sloppy kisses on Penny’s cheeks as she giggled, which pulled some tears out of you.

No more than 15 people were attending the ceremony. You wanted to keep it quiet with just family and a few close friends. The reception, however, was anyone and everyone you could fit into the ballroom you had rented at one of the best hotels in Boston. All your guests had filled the room before you and Seb arrived. You nervously held his hand as you heard the cheers from everyone inside after hearing the DJ announce “Ladies, gentlemen, and nonbinary friends … let’s give it up for the couple of the hour, Mr. and Mrs. Sebastian Stan!!”

No one understood how you, Chris, and Seb managed to make your situation seem so easy and flawless. He knew that living in Boston was a must, so he bought the house that sits right behind the one you shared with Chris for so many years. He never wanted to get in the way of the system you and Chris had created over the years. Somehow, he managed to make things easier for everyone.

Penny’s first day of school was emotional for all 3 of you. You were all at your front door taking pictures of Penny in her school uniform that she looks so ridiculously cute in and the backpack that was way too big for her. She insisted on getting the Avengers backpack that “has my daddy on it!”

“Okay my love, it’s time for us to go to school! Are you ready?” Chris grabbed her tiny hand and led her to the car.

“Yeah daddy, I’m ready!” Penny said as he lifted her into the car and her car seat.

“Daddy? Mama and Sebbie coming too?” She asked him when he clicked the last buckle together. Right on cue Sebastian opened up the door to the free seat in the back and climbed in right next to her. She squealed in excitement at the sight of Sebastian buckling himself in the car.

Chris laughed at her genuine excitement and made sure all her fingers and toes were inside the car before shutting the door. He saw you lock the front door and make your way to the front seat. He noticed you put a few packs of tissues in your bag before setting it on the ground and buckling your seatbelt.

“Planning on crying today, Y/N?” Chris asked in a teasing tone. You swatted his arm lightly and scoffed at his question.

“Our baby is going to her first day of school, of course, I’m going to cry! I cried last night after I tucked her in, I cried in the shower this morning, I cried doing her hair.” You heard Seb talking enthusiastically to Penny, telling her about all the fun things she’ll get to do in kindergarten.

“It’s okay, I cried in the bathroom while she ate her waffles this morning.” You snorted at Chris’s confession and looked back at your baby girl, who was not a baby anymore. She was waving her hands around telling Seb about how excited she was to see her teacher again.

Chris and Sebastian watched from the car as you walked through the front doors of the school with Penny’s hand in yours. They had agreed that it might not have been a good idea to go in with her since they might get recognized and to avoid causing a ruckus. They both waved at her as she turned around and waved one more time before the door shut.

“Did you and Y/N ever think about having more kids together? If I hadn’t started dating her, do you think you would've had more?” Sebastian asked Chris.

“We never explicitly talked about it. She brought up wanting Penny to have lots of siblings not long after you started seeing each other. She felt guilty and thought that I was going to be upset about you and her maybe having kids one day, which meant I probably wouldn’t have anymore. I told her that this was honestly the best thing that could’ve happened because I don’t think I want any more of my own. Penny is all I ever wished and hoped for, and I got it. But since you’re together, she’ll get all the siblings she could ever want, and I won’t have to change a single diaper.” Chris nudged Seb’s shoulder with his. “You guys thinking about having one?”

“Yeah... Yeah, we are.” Sebastian lowered his head and smiled a bit. “With Penny in school and everything, it makes sense. She’s ready, I’m ready.” Seb sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He looked up and saw you walking back towards them with a tissue in your hand.

“I had the morning crying shift, it’s your turn.” Seb looked at Chris.

Just as Penny wrapped up her very first year in school, you and Sebastian welcomed Beverly Olivia Stan-Y/L/N into your family. Penelope had been so excited to hear that her mama finally had the baby she had been waiting so long for. You had gone into labor in the late afternoon and Beverly made her debut in the middle of the night.

Sebastian had called Chris an hour or so after to let him know that both you and the baby were doing phenomenally and that you were asking for Penny and wanted to see her as soon as you could. Chris chuckled at the demands you were making, knowing very well how the epidural and pain meds messed with you.

Early the next morning Penny had crawled into bed with Chris, crying for you and wanting to know when she was going to see you. It was still too early for them to go to the hospital, so he called Seb in hopes that he was already going to be awake.

A very exhausted Sebastian lit up the screen and Chris heard the soft cries of the new baby in the background. Penny’s cries turned into hiccups as soon as she saw Seb’s face because she knew she would be able to see her mama, too.

“Sebbie can I see mama, please?” Penny’s little voice spoke up. Sebastian immediately handed the phone to you and whispered that Penny was on the phone.

“Hi, baby.” You spoke softly to not disturb the baby.

“Mama when you come home? I miss you.” Penny wiped her eyes with her fists to get rid of the tears stuck in her eyelashes.

“It’s going to be a few days until I get to go home, baby. But you and daddy will be able to come to see me, Sebbie, and the new baby in a few hours. You need to go back to sleep and be a good girl for your daddy. I’m sure he’ll let you have some cuddles in his bed with him and Dodger until it’s time to wake up again.” Penny hiccuped and looked at Chris with eyes that mirrored his. He nodded his head and she buried herself closer to him.

“Okay, I go back to sleep with daddy and Dodger. I love you, mama. I love Sebbie, too.” She yawned out, her eyes blinking with sleep.

“Me and Sebbie love you so much, Penny. We’ll see you so soon, I promise” You blew a kiss to her through the screen and waited for her to throw one back. She giggled when you caught it through the camera and put it over your heart.

You, Sebastian, and Chris all watched with tears in your eyes as Penny held her baby sister for the first time. Penny had jumped right up in the bed next to you the second she walked into the room and told you about all the fun she had with Chris. Seeing your girls together melted your heart into a puddle. Chris couldn’t believe his little girl was so grown up and was a big sister. Seb thought about the night he first met you and Penny and would’ve never imagined that he’d be right here at this very moment.

Everything was so perfect and you never wanted to imagine your life being any different.

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ms-indifferwnt · 4 years ago

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I’m Cold

“I'm cold"

"And?"

"Can't you give me your jacket or something?"

"Can't you accept my proposal and marry me already?"

In which Prince Donghyuck's parents are forcing him to get married and he decided to propose to the first girl he sees to shut his parents up

Genre: Prince!Lee Donghyuck x Maid!Reader, Angst, Fluff, Arranged Marriage (kinda), Slowburn

Warnings: Curse words, Suggestive (I'll add more if there are)

Notes: Chapter 5 of Im Cold. Sorry this one took longer, hope you guys enjoy

WORD COUNT: 2.4k

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"We'll take it" The Prince starts and Y/n looks at him in shock

"My Prince, er Donghyuck we don't have to," She starts and looks at herself in the mirror "This isn't necessary"

He raises an eyebrow and shakes his head while he readjusted his sitting position "I promised you we'd go shopping so we're going shopping" he eyes her and shakes his head "I don't like that," he looks to the sales lady "Get me a darker color of that exact dress"

"Donghyuck!"

He smiles and playfully copies her tone "Y/n" He crosses his arms "Let me spoil you, besides didn't I tell you to take advantage of me?" He asks

"You're the prince"

"Which is exactly why you have to do so, I would be very disappointed otherwise" He looks to the side and bowed his head at the sales lady with the different colored dress "Try this one" he hands it off to her and she furrows her eyebrows not taking the dress "Put this on willingly or I help you put it on?"

You blinked "You're kidding" you dared and stood your place

"Alright," He says moving to lead you inside the changing room "I'll help you change"

Only for you to yelp and grab the dress "I'll change, I'll change, stop it" walking inside the changing room, wearing the dress he has given her, it was a maroon colored wrap dress, with sleeves that reach her wrists an a skirt a couple of inches higher than her knees.

She walked out, showing the prince the latest dress he has picked out for her and received a shocked reaction from the prince. He knows that the wrap dress would look beautiful on her since he has seen her wear that dress and he has asked for a darker color but, Oh My God, she looked beautiful, the dress was absolutely perfect for her, he trailed his eyes down her body, and then nods

"We'll take it" He says to the sales lady and points at it "that is my favorite dress, wear it for tonight"

She raises an eyebrow in confusion "What's gonna happen tonight?"

He smiles and shakes his head "Nothing, now change back then lets go get jewelry"

"Your highness-" She started and stayed in place

"Go, Y/n" He ushers and smiles "then we can get ice cream"

"You're highness you're not allowed with too much sweets"

"Then I won't eat, you will, besides I love sweets"

Arriving back at the palace Y/n and the prince (mostly Y/n) was exhausted and excited to just lie in bed and be on her phone and just be by herself, today was too eventful for her liking

"Then I decided to bathe my pink turtle-" He replies when he notices the the female wasn't paying attention to him anymore and was proven right when she nodded

He rolls his eyes ,"Y/n" He calls and snaps his fingers infront of her face "Wakey-wakey?"

She blinks and bows in apology once the prince was able to hold her down to reality "Sorry, I was thinking"

He nods "its fine, I tired you out didn't I?" He chuckles "You should rest, you're gonna need it for the days to come. I'll wake you myself for dinner, so don't worry about it" He leads her to her room, assuring her as he holds her hand.

Once the Prince leaves her room she picks out a change of comfortable clothes and collapsed on the bed. She has been a maid for quite a while but today has left her exhausted, she feels absolutely drained, she was thankful for the rest she was about to have

She couldn't help but think about the Prince and the early encounters, was he always that protective? She shifts and hugs one pillow, remembering that moment when the Prince was furious that he almost did something he might regret, If she wasn't there, something must've happened

"Lets go get Ice-cream"

She blinks and smiles, He did nothing today but buy her cake, clothes, jewelry, and Ice cream. The Prince made sure she was comfortable and not left out, he would be a wonderful King, She sighs and closes her eyes, her thoughts and dreams being plagued by the beautiful sun kissed boy "And when the two weeks are over, we go our separate ways"

She doesn't know why, or what makes this feeling so strong but all of a sudden she hates herself

Donghyuck sat crossed legged in the tea room as his parents spoke to him about his day and his chosen benefactors, it was boring and he barely listened, his hands moved to play with his watch, a habit he has developed after Prince Chenle gave him a watch on his thirteenth birthday, speaking of that, Chenle's birthday is coming up, Donghyuck should really think of a present for the guy. Come to think of it, he doesn't know about Y/n's birthday, he should ask her, yeah he'll ask her

"Donghyuck" His mom brought him out of his day dream "are you even listening to me?"

He nods, he wasn't, "I was, and I can say yes, its possible" His dad raises his eyebrow and Donghyuck slyly and carefully waved his hand to ask for help from him who distracted his wife, sparing the prince from an earful

Donghyuck leans back, calling over his one of the stand ins there Yuta, who was also one of his friends "What were we talking about? I wasn't listening"

He smiles amused by the Prince "Being in love does that too you," He teases "I honestly thought I'll never see the day-"

"Shut up and tell me Hyung" Donghyuck mumbles

"The queen asked if Lady Y/n would join dinner and you replied with a quote 'yes, its possible'"

Donghyuck groaned as Yuta teases him. He can't believe he just agreed to something on her behalf by accident. There's nothing he could do now, right? I mean the choices were wake Y/n up and probably get the stink eye (she just seems like the person who gets cranky when you wake them. Every morning Y/n would wake up on her own, so its not impossible) or decline his mom's offer and get yelled at.

"I'll wake you myself for dinner, so don't worry about it"

The Prince nods at the memory, right He can wake her and have dinner. He stands and and smiles at his Parents "I'll go wake her" He informs and leaves the room, walking slowly to her, thinking of what to say, on how to wake her "Oh, and for dessert get something sweet" he smiles and bows

The King and the Queen stared at their sons leaving figure "he doesn't like sweets...?" The Queen starts

Yuta grins at the leaving figure before bowing "It isn't for him, your Grace"

Once he entered her room, he smiles at the sight, she changed into a loose tee and shorts, he had half a mind to tuck her in and let her sleep, but he was hungry, and he didn't want to get yelled at

"Y/n" he whispered and pets her hair, sitting down on the bed beside her "Wake up, sleepy head, lets eat dinner"

Y/n roused from her dreamless sleep by the sound of his voice, at first she thought it was just her imagination but his voice kept whispering and almost lulled her to sleep until she heard his voice tell her to eat. She slowly woke up, opening her eyes to be greeted by the handsome Prince running his fingers through her locks. She didn't mean it, leaning into his touch, neither noticed until she felt the warmth of the prince's hand on her cheek and she gasps, sitting up, making the prince stand up

"um," He says, his cheeks slightly pink as Y/n refuses to look at him "Its dinner time, lets go" He stands and clears his throat standing to look through her wardrobe to not look at her in the eye

He places his hand on his chest, willing his heart to stop thumping against his ribcage, he placed his other hand (the one he was holding her with) infront of him and he blinked grabbing one of the dresses there and turning to look at her who smiled softly at the prince, she looked unaffected, he didn't like it.

Y/n's heart was still beating at an irregular pace, she smiles softly once the prince looks at her "I'm sorry but why should I wear something so fancy?"

He looks at her and smiles, placing the dress on the bed "Because, my parents wanna eat dinner with you, would you rather wear that?"

He teases and points at her tee and she instinctively covered up using the blanket and he looked away "Um, sorry" He blushed again, God this room was getting stuffy "Change into this, or would you rather a different one?"

She shakes he head, as Hana walks in bowing at the Prince and Female on the bed, "I'll change into that, thankyou"

Hana takes the dress and smiles as she leads Y/n inside the bathroom, Hana was giggling as she helped her out of her current clothes "I hope I'm not stepping out of line, but you and the Prince have a cute chemistry"

Y/n couldn't help but raise her eyebrows "We were just speaking" She points out as Hana helps he into the dress, a red mid-thigh length, sleeves up until the elbow, the edge of the dress, the skirt part was adorned with a golden design, it sparkled with her movement, she would never admit it but the prince had a wonderful taste in clothes

"Well you were," Hana smiles and and adjusts the skirt so that it doesn't folded inward "But you and the Prince still have that, shy aura around, not many couples posses that now a days, My lady"

Maybe because we're not dating. Y/n hums and looks at the mirror "They don't?"

Hana nods "I assure you, MiLady, They Don't"

Arriving at the dining hall, with The Prince's and Y/n's armed linked together, you can tell from a far that she would be the perfect bride, The Prince was mischievous and everyone can tell, he had something up his sleeve, He helped her to her seat first, and usually the Prince would be teasing or joking around but for tonight, The King and The Queen watched as their son gave Y/n a reassuring smile and a gentle squeeze, a silent promise that she'll be alright

"Y/n" The Queen calls and Y/n bows along with the Prince "Please, no need to bow, you'll be family" She looks at The Prince at her words and He squeezes her hand again before helping her sit "Donghyuck is so proper with you, such a nice change of pace" She starts and laughs as The prince looked at her in shock

"I am Proper!" He raises his voice

"Donghyuck" Y/n calls and looks at him warningly, you do not raise your voice at the Queen, he looks at her and closes his mouth, sitting down with a small huff when she tugs on his sleeve

The King laughs at the display infront of him, "Donghyuck, you're fiance is right, don't raise your voice at your mother" He smiles and looks at her bowing his head "Its nice to finally meet you, Y/n"

She bows her head "Its my pleasure, Your Grace"

"Please, no need to be so formal" He smiles and assures "We're thankful to have you, Donghyuck needed someone who could control him" He teases

The Queen nods and smiles at Y/n "besides the point, we know you might be a little scared, but please don't be, We're happy to have you in our life, especially Donghyuck"

Donghyuck was focused on Y/n through out the conversation on the way she spoke and acted and how she would bow her head at every word, he looked at how she fidgeted whenever his parents spoke directly at her and he reaches out to push the hair behind her ear, making her look and he smiles "you're doing great" He praises, both implied as a don't worry and acting as his fiance

The King and Queen smiled at how affectionate their son was.

Once Dinner was served everybody started eating, Y/n joining the conversation from time to time until the King stood up "Donghyuck, I need to show you something, come with me"

Donghyuck looks at Y/n "you gonna-" he earned a small laugh from her, effectively cutting him off

"I'll be fine, besides, the King is more important then me"

Donghyuck shrugs and stands up "Well, not exactly"

Y/n blinks "What-?"

He winks teasingly and followed his father

Once they left the Queen stands, making Y/n to aswell "Lets go for a walk in the garden while they ready dessert?" She asks and Y/n nods

The queen leads her out into the hallway and into the garden, Y/n was amazed at how beautiful the flowers looked at night which made the Queen laugh "You've never seen the garden at night?"

"No, My Queen" She answers and stands, no longer kneeling to be face to face with the Iris Flowers "I was one of the maids in charge of keeping the rooms of the palace spotless, I'm usually cleaning at night"

The Queen nods and leads her at one of the garden chairs, letting her sit "Please, don't be so formal, We'll be family soon, its only fair to call me normally" She smiles at her teasingly "I wouldn't mind being called Mother by you either"

Y/n blushes, "I-" she starts out as the redness crawls up her neck making the Queen laugh more

She stops with a wave of her hand, while some maids place the tea and desserts on the table in front of them "Actually, Y/n, I would like to properly thank you", Y/n opens her mouth to speak but the Queen beat her to it "Thank you for returning Donghyuck's feelings and staying by his side, His Father and I have been worried, all we ever wanted is for him to be happy, and being with you does that to him" She smiles and reaches out to hold her hand "Thank you"

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kermittedfelony · 3 years ago

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A little leading to alot ch.2

Hey guys, this is chapter two of ALLTA. I love how i say 'hey guys' when nobody follows me lmao. living the life.

TW: mentions of panic attacks, bad mental health, suicide, drinking.

Word Count: 745 (this is a small one i know im sorry)

C H A P T E R 2

You awoke feeling warm and comfortable, with your blankets wrapped tightly around your body. You were about to fall back asleep when it felt like an axe split your head open. You stirred and groaned, bringing your hands up to your face to massage your temples.

“Finally awake?”

You startle at the voice, looking up and seeing Nat at the foot of your bed with a glass of water, some toast and painkillers.

“I bloody well wish I wasn’t,” you reply, letting your head fall back onto the pillow

“How are you feeling?”

You shift your hands down a smidge so that you can give her the biggest death glare known to man.

Nat chuckles at your murder eyes. “Right, right, stupid question” She moves forward and sits on the side of your bed, handing you the plate while setting the glass on your bedside table.

“Come on, sit up. Have some food and then water and painkillers.”

You begrudgingly sit up and dig into the toast (you were rather hungry).

You were well into your second piece when you look up from your plate to see Nat staring deep into your eyes. You raise an eyebrow in confusion before she says, “Do uh, do you remember much from last night?”

You pause mid-chew, trying to recollect what would warrant such a question. You were about to speak when it hit you: getting too drunk, the panic attack, your goddamn stupid admission.

“Shit Nat fuck I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry I put you in that position it’ll never happen again I swear- “

She cuts you off, saying “Hey no, none of that now. You’re my person, okay? I’m not gonna let you go through that alone. I’m always here for you. Always.”

You look down at your plate and nod, too embarrassed to make eye contact. Nat ducks her head to get into your line of sight.

“Can we maybe talk about the other part? The bit where you said everything, existing, is too much?”

You turn your head to the left, away from Nat.

She sighs, “I love you so much. You know that. I don’t want to go to through this alone. We got through this together the last time, let me help you again," when she got no response, she continued,

"I’m here with you now, please, tell me what’s going on.”

You put your plate aside and lean over to give her a big hug. You didn’t realise just how much you had tensed up before you felt your shoulders drop in her arms. Nat really was your safe space, you two had been through so much together and always supported each other in every way possible.

So then why couldn’t you tell her what was going on?

You hear her sigh. Nat wasn't an idiot, she knew when she wasn’t going to get anything out of you. You rest your head on her shoulder and relax into her embrace. Before you knew it, Nat was shaking you awake.

“Alright sleepy head, go back to bed and get another couple hours, I'll wake you for lunch."

She lightly lays you down onto the pillows and gets up to leave. just as she's about to stand, you grab onto her wrist. Nat turns back to look at you.

"stay. please."

She smiles at you. "of course y/n.”

She gets up to close the door and turn the lights back off and gets into bed with you. You snuggle up to her, your head over her heart.

"Thankyou for being my rock."

You let her heart lull you to sleep, but not before you had an argument within yourself.

Were you going to tell her the truth or try and fix your declining mental wellbeing yourself? One of the things you really liked about yourself was your ability to have a deep understanding of your mental state and the things that can help or make it worse. You were always hyper aware of the consequences and repurcussions relating to it.

That’s not to say you always choose the right option, strategy or coping mechanism.

No, you weren’t going to open up to Nat just yet. You weren’t willing to admit to yourself that you were back in, if not further behind, square one. You were just in a rut, right? You could get yourself out of it. You didn’t need the help of other people. You could fix this yourself.

Right?

ch.3

#tw suidice #tw panic mention #mental illness #mental health #natasha romanoff #nat x reader #marvel

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rintarous · 5 years ago

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I know april fools just passed but,, could you do a bakugou headcanon where his s/o decided to dye her hair like shouto’s because he is her best friend and todoroki was like “what if we were twins for a day” and she thought it was a good idea to see how bakugou would react to it?? love your blog btw!!

this is so cute! thank you for requesting! and let us all imagine that its currently march 30 rn + idk how long dyeing your hair takes cs my mom wont let me dye my hair 😔 #ripjanshairgoals

sometimes you ask yourself how did you get so lucky to meet shoto todoroki and become best friends with him just because of this stupid idea he got for april fools day

as well all know todoroki has 2 hair colors parted in the middle right

and his brilliant idea is to dye your hair the exact same colors of his hair and call it a day

so of course you had to agree with him even if it costed you your natural hair color

so you two hit up kirishima in secret to help you dye your hair

also this is just to fuck with your boyfriend bakugo

^^ thats what todoroki said

anyway

so like planned, at exactly 8:30 where bakugo would be knocked out cold, you three would start your grand fools day joke

“babe, i’m getting tired” bakugou yawns as you two watch tv in the common room

“awww is it time for boom boom baby’s bedtime?” you cooed, pinching his cheeks

bakugo huffs and pulled you closer to his chest

literally 5 mins just passed and apparently bakugo cant take it anymore

“i’m sleepy. i’m going to sleep now” he checks the time on his phone and it deadass reads 8:05 PM

“goodnight katsuki” you kissed his cheek briefly to which he returns your love with a kiss on the lips

“night” he smiles, walking back to his room

after the coast is clear

both kirishima and todoroki emerge from the kitchen holding up what seems to be a plastic bag filled with hair dye

“let’s get this bread” kirishima giggles as you and todoroki share a knowing look

~an hour into dyeing your hair~

“holy fuck kiri how do you deal with this shit every other week” you whined as they placed your head above the sink for what seems like the nth time tonight

“stop whining” todoroki tsked as he holds half of your hair up

“stop scolding me who are you? my fucking dad?” you retort sending ur bff a glare

todoroki literally flicks your forehead but he forgot he got dye in his fingers now your forehead is stained in the color of red

“SHOTO WHAT THE FUCK” you screamed as you rapidly wiped your forehead

“heh you sound like my dad” he snickers

kirishima had to deal with the two of you for 4 fucking hours

but luckily those hours are over since the look is complete

you looked in front of the mirror with todoroki and kirishima beside you

“hOLY FUCK YOU GUYS” you squealed, twirling your hair with your fingers

“looks sick dude” kirishima comments, complimenting his work which is the hair job lmfao

“sho look we’re twins!” you turned to todoroki and gave him your iconic grin he grew up with

“i wish we were actually twins y/n” he says with a small smile pulling you into a side hug

you know what he means by that

you quickly thanked the two boys for their hard work and you tied your hair with some plastic so it doesn’t stain your pillows and shit

+ you had to get some beauty sleep to surprise your mans

fast forward to the next day

since bakugo sleeps early, he also wakes up early

and when he went downstairs to the bathroom to do his business he almost had an heart attack and blew up the boys bathroom after seeing the red stained sink

“fucking shitty hair and his shit he doesnt clean up” he grumbles to himself, staring at the sink

you on the other hand, you overslept because at the time you went to bed last night

so bakugo had to come all the way to your room to wake you the fuck up

bakugo knows you dont lock your door cs everyone probably knows by now that you’re dating him so if anyone who isnt bakugo goes to your room might be killed by bakugo himself if he finds out

and what bakugo saw was something he thought he only saw in movies

my boy lost all the color in his face when he noticed icy hot’s hair IN YOUR BED

(what he assumed was todoroki)

its safe to say you were awoken by the smell of burning caramel and explosions going off in your room

“FUCK IM AWAKE” you jolt up from your bed in high alert after literally witnessing a grenade go off in your room

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” bakugo YELLS the moment he saw your hair color

you faced bakugo who was literally at the brink of crying cause mans thought you were ch**t*ng on him behind his back

“KATSUKI” you laughed, walking near him to give him a hug

bakugo was holding in his tears at this point

he wiped a stray tear angrily and sniffled

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR” he croaked, his nose getting red

“IT WAS APRIL FOOLS. I’M SORRY” you apologized, holding his face

so basically everyone in 1-a was outside your room wondering what the fuck happened

todoroki took the liberty and opened your door to see you holding bakugo like he was a baby

“it was todoroki’s idea by the way” you throw todoroki under the bus, bakugo stays silent and just lets you hold him lmfao

“haha april fools” todoroki laughs as he watched bakugo cry

bakugo turns around and gave him the bakuglare™

which todoroki understood as “get the fuck out”

so he leaves quietly and gave you a smile of accomplishment on the way out

you let out a laugh and turned your attention to bakugo again

“i’m so hurt right now i don’t even know what to say” he starts, “but i’m not gonna ignore the fact you look good in it” bakugo admits

“i’m going have to punish you for making me think of things” bakugo says through gritted teeth before scooping you up at ease and throwing you to your bed

;)

#i got too carried away im sorry #requests ✍🏻#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #bnha imagines #bnha scenarios #bnha headcannons #mha imagines #mha scenarios #mha headcannons #bakugou imagines #bakugou scenarios #bakugou headcannons #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader

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zmayadw · 4 years ago

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Here is the next part, as i said :)

Have a nice evening :)

CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 9

The three of us stayed at Aurora just chatting, laughing, and having few more beers. And whiskeys, even if we said we wont. At some point Jessy took out her phone, taking some pictures, and i did the same. We wer just goofing arround, Phil joining us every now and then, when work let him. Since it was my first day out of the hospital, i got tired fast, so we agreed to leave. And i had to walk back to the motel with all this alchohol in me, wich will take forever. Luckily, they would walk at least half a way with me before we go separate way. We wer saying goodby to Phil, when he leaned towards me, that devilish spark back in his eyes „It was nice seeing you, Maya, you're welcome here anytime. Im here most of the day, feel free to stop by whenever.“ He gave me a soft kiss on my cheek, winking and waveing us goodby. My cheeks flushed again, and i turned to start to leave. Jessy and Dan wer looking at me with goffy grins on their faces. „Oh, shush it, you two!“ i scolded at them, shooeing them towards the exit, barely managing to hide a smile on my face.

We left the Aurora, and i appriciated the cool night air washing over me. The night was calm, with stars filling the sky, a bit chilly, wich got me cursing under my breath for not taking a jacket, but i'll survive. We walked mostly in silence, Jessy leaning on Dans shoulder, yawning every little. When we got to the point where we had to go separate ways, Jessy turned to me, giving me a sleepy hug „Are you sure you'll be alright on your own?“ „Dont worry, Jessy, i'll be fine.“ I told her, smiling sleepily myself. „Allrigh. But we're grabbing lunch tomorrow, just the two of us. Good night, Maya.“ „Night, you two.“ I waved at them, as we parted ways. The motel wasnt that far from here, but i was tired and my steps slowed. Everything was so quiet around me, and i wrapped my hands tighter around myself, feeling more chilly now, sleep taking its tol over me. I was lost in my toughts, when a hadn tapped my shoulder. I yelped and turned akwardly around loosing my footing. He caught my arm, balancing me back. „Jesus, Jake, you scared the shit out of me!“ I yelled at him,my heart beeting frantically. He still held me by my arm, his warm touch making me shiver. He looked at me appologetically noticing me shivering. „Sorry.“ He unzipped his hoodie, taking it off and moving closer to me. My breathing stoped as he came so close, wraping it arround me. I could feel the warmth of his breath on the side of my neck. It sent goosebumps all over my body. Our eyes met, him still standing close to me. His lips parted a bit, and i got woozy, thinking how soft kissing them might feel. He had me holding with both hands now by my elboves, still not moving away. „You allright?“ he asked, a bit of worry in his voice. My breath returned, and with him so close to me I felt the heat starting to wash over me. „Imfinethansk.“ I blured out in one breath, wich made him smile, slowely lowering his hands, moving a bit away frome me. I barely forced my hands not to grab him back to me. „Thanks.“ I said finaly „For the hoodie, i mean.“ „No worries.“ He replied, smiling. Ohh, that beautifull smile, i tought, looking sheepelesly at him. He got a bit uncomfortable by my staring. I started walking slowely, with him following next to me. „So, what are you doing here, anyway?“ He shot me a quick side look, putting his hands in his pockets „I couldnt sleep. Decidet to take a walk.“ „You could have come back to Auroar, join us for some drinks. The more the merrier.“ I looked at him with a grin. „Mhh, doubt i would be a good company.“ He said. „Well, you never know if you dont try. Who knows, you might surprise yourself.“ He looked at me making a bit skeptical face „Not so sure about it.“ „Oh, you should try it, everyone needs some fun every now and then.“ I said, and nudged him with my shoulder. He gave me a small smile „Maybe next time.“ „Its a date, then!“ I tensed. I blurred it out so quickly, i havent even realized the words coming out. I shot him a quick look. „Sorry, bad choice of words.“ „It's fine.“ He said, giving me a smile. Relax, Maya, i tought to myself, just breath. But being close to him was making me hard to concentrate. And lets face it, all this alchohol i had wasnt helping at all. „So, is Lily ok?“ i asked „She will be.“ He started „She's still pretty emotional about it all.“ „I can understand that.“ I said. „But i wish she would stop bashing me for all that happened. I wasnt the only one that made some bad decisions.“ „True“ he started „But, her actions cant compare with yours. What you did could have had way serious consequences.“ I could feel some of the anger gathering again in me. „Really, Jake“ i started „what you say might be true, but can you honestly tell me, that what she did wasnt almost equaly bad?“ He was silent for a moment, finaly saying „Not equaly, differently.“ I stopped walking now, wich made him stop too, turning around towards me. I felt more anger now. „Differently“ i said „Ok, then answer me this: can you be absolutely sure, 100% sure, that what she did, couldnt have had a bad consequences for Hannah?“ He just looked at me, and i noticed him becoming tense. Like i actualy asked a right question, one he hasnt really tought about, not knowing what to say. The anger took over me completly now. I was screaming inside 'why the heck cant he admit im right'. I sighed, tired of everything „You know what, nevermind. We both know your oppinion on the matter, and im really tiered of apologizing and being bashed about it.“ I paused for a few seconds , saying tiredly „And i really dont want to fight with you again, Jake, i just dont have the strenght for it anymore.“ I noticed we wer basicly few feet from the motel. „Thanks for keeping me company.“ I started towards the motel. As i passed him, he took a step towards me „Maya, wait.“ I just continued, throwing my hand over my head, making a waveing gesture „Good night, Jake.“ I could feel his eyes on me, but i had no intention to turn around. I was still angry at him, not admitting i had a point. Was that really so hard to do, admitting someones right? Heck, i've done it a few times in the last few days, and im still standing. Putting the key inside the lock, i dared to glance back. He was still standing there, as if to make sure i would get inside safely. Once inside,i threw myself on the bed, screaming in my pillow. I hoped it muffeled the sound enough, it was, afterall, the middle of the night. I kicked my shooes off, realizing i still had Jake's hoodie on me. I burried my face in it, taking a deep breath. I turned on the side hugging my pillow, letting the scent of Jake's hoodie lulling me to sleep.

#duskwood #duskwood jake #duskwood mc #duskwood fanfic

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iraniq · 4 years ago

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Birthdays be like...

# Thomas Andrew Felton:

/the scene happens in England/

- you woke up early to prepare breakfast

- barely slept the night from excitement

- half way through someome kissed your ear

- "woke up 2h ago to walk Willow, saw all, but thanks for trying"

- "go away, it's a surprise"

- "let me help in then, love!"

- "you can't help in your birthday surprise"

- "watch me"

- ends up helping in his birthday surprise.

- you singing 'ophelia'song to him, incapable to replace it with Tom and still spunds good

- he made thousand videos and pics of you stumbling with the song

- no pancake hit the floor!

- still officially forbidden of giving Willow secret not dog food

- talking about Willow, she came fast when she heard voices

- ending up making dog friendly pancake

- flipping it right on her face /was already cooled/

- Tom got it all on video

- "look now, oh hi Willow, catch"

- "did you just flipped the pancake to fall on her face?"

- before you can say yes, there was no physical memory of the pancake

- watching cartoons on the couch

- "looks like someone is sleepy"

- "nooooo"

- "well if you hadn't stayed till 2 in the morning last night..."

- "was excited for your birthday"

- "and you said it like thousand times"

- "i am excited for birthdays, and yours is a special one"

- forhead kissed

- he muttes something that endes with 'love', but tight hugs and stroking hair, is one way ticket to dreamland

- bonus: Willow is a warm pillow on your lap

- afternoon long walks

- laughter

- singing on the streets

- silly pics

- pillow fight at home

- Willow stole yet another one

- "Willow's pillow fortress is getying bigger"

- "because you can't say no to your child, and instead taking them from her, you keep on buying new ones"

- fancy, low key filthy sexy looking dress for dinner

- a comedy movie no one watched...

- ... because pillow war revange

- and somewome had to keep an eye on popcorn

- food thief detected

- sloberly kisses and yet another pillow missing

- "just jump in the pool with the dress, love"

- drying hairs in the midle of the night

- matching pajamas

- Willow at board

- "your child just stole my sock"

- "she is your child now too..." - halj asleep deep british voice

- "ok, then, our child, just stole my sock"

- more forhead kissed and love mumbles

- snuggles

- "will meet you im dreamland"

# Erich Blunt:

*Ok we have all seen the tik tok - "take your clothes off" and how the girl spits her drink, and we all reacted like that*

- after midnifgt visit at the big house

- you have a special 'multipass' key card

- wake him up at 12:02 with *coughs* love

- everywhere

- i mean everywhere

- possible

- in the house

- then maybe at 5 o'clock in the company

- the boss chair, that's unfortunately a super normal one, because he refused to have fancy cabibet

- in the virtual relity room

- junk food at the sunrise on a super random place

- naps in the big, too fancy for naps, bed

- mid afternoon flight to a dessert rave party

- yes... plain checked

- matching outfits at the party

- the looks he gives you

- yes... at some random spots in the crowd

- his poker face is out of this world

- stargazing and hand holding

- tents at feativals are not soun proof...

- both umable to human the next day, dozzing off in the plane

# Julian Albert Desmond:

- a workoholic, scientist, perfectionist... with a metahuman bad experience inside his head... He could tell by the air in the room, something was off...

- a surprise was way beyond imaginable

- imagine everybody's faces when you casualy dropped at the station, introducing yourself

- "she is a spy" - Cisco said

- "Julian mentioned he had a girldriend...but i thought it was just for the excuse" - Barry said

- "nope, alive and in the flesh"

- you announced his upcoming birthday in a week and asked for help

- they were all instantly in

- same day, Barry got 'late'

- the captain gave them a case in the far abandoned aide of town, Caitlin was in the car with him, non stop talking, how Ciaco and HR are unbarable. Iris and Barry...

- he wasn't paying attention at this point

- the building looked suapicious

- they entered, only to see the whole Team Flash, including Dr. Wells and Jessie, holding a cake, with this so familiar red sugar you have been buying lately

- he knew your surprise will pop up eventually

- you knew he was late after work, no more metahumans hate, but you nevwr poked the subject

- "no one told her" - Barry reasured

- "she is overworking today, and instructed us, quoting 'get his ass the cake, or i will end you!', she is scary for a librarian" - Iris noted

- "she certanly is"

- all laugh

- "candles blowing in abandoned and possibly dangeroys area, great"

- all laughing again

- *insert Julian's sarcastic remarcs*

- "people skills, Julian"

- A fot Ain't even trying at this point

- afterwork party at the park

- Julian being soft

- Caitlin being low key jealous

- romantic dances under the stars

- you wearing a long mid transparent nightgown and his "explorer hat"

- *insert adult content here*

# Logan Maine:

*AU where they woke up the passangers a week before artiving at Thea, notjing hit the ship*

/haven't yet finished the tv series, so some info might not be true/

- after Mia, Logan didn't plan on having friends, or being close to someone

- not that he planned to befrend Mia...

- aftee several days of you being sweet carring and maybe a bit rude, and an epileptic episode later, he was tolerating you

- maybe more than toleraring, but he wasn't gonna admit it

- he was astonishing cook to start with

- you tried making cake, when you found out

- failed!

- but the unhealthy ammount of chocolate syrop on it, fixed it

- him dipping fries in the chocilate...

- *Logan what?!*

- walking around the 'garden'

- him pushing you towards the spraying water

- trying to name the plants only to end up with: "if it's not weed..." - he laughed

- "you are failing at being horrible"

- "trying to be, but that smile of yours isn't helping"

- marker writing on the station windows, connecting stars in odd shapes

- sneaking on others

- "is Baum a perv, or just a perv"

- "Shun and Lana are totally a thing"

- low key stealing extra pills for his epilepsy

- who'll suspect the cool sweet kid's teacher

- stealing food from your supervisor's cabim, after you went asking her, what Logan liked, so you can make a romantic dinner

- she didn't gave you much info, but the odd plastic half liquid sweets you stole definwtly tasted good

- "the A woman stealing? Your crush on me is ruining your good name"

- "maybe i am tired of a good name"

- "don't tell me you go to another planet to be a criminal"

- "lools like i might have the best teacher"

- "only om small crimes, like stealing a pretty girl's heart"

- his odd winks

- that smirk

- kisses in the dark

- he "found" some extra blankets

- 2 burritos on a way after midnight open space gazing

- Shun may have cought you drawing the odd funny shapes, but told no one - you were holding hands, giggling drawing one ovee another, was way too cute to tell on

# Draco Lucius Malfoy:

/Around 6th-ish year maybe.../

- how you pick a present for someone who has everything, literally everuthing

- bargins with Pansy for info

- Theo gives it all free

- Blaize asked for unknown favor

- no one actually gave you smth to work with

- Draco was bitter

- even the good fight with Potter didn't lift his spirit

- nor the -10 points

- you even owled Narcisaa, but nothing

- difficult problems require simple solution

- his favourire clothes of yours

- your Gucci pefulme on his scarf

- this beyond ordenary way you bite off from his green apple

- the thing with the shy eyes and devil smile you love pulling on him

- touching his hair

- scratching his hands with your long nails gives him the good chills

- changing in that gorgeous emerald green dress he bought you for the Christmas ball

- pinky hand holding

- getting cold, so he can give you his coat

- him and his long coat

- messy pearl hair

- stolen kissed under his tree

- brushing your nose in his cheek

- teasing each other

- in your own bubble in aftwenoon class

- again -10 points... each

- professor Lupin felt the pain of ceperating the lovely sight you were, so he can continue his lesson

- party at the boy's bedroom

- eating the cake his mom send you, instead of dinner

- whole friends group having pure childish fun, sharing silly stories

- levitating around in pretend swim manner

- cake

- *coughs* wine *cougs*

- late night walk to the astronomy tower

- him showing you the stars

- the Dragon again, because you can never place it right

- him knowing you pretend not to know, so he can have an excuse to give you silly shoulder kisses

- you tip toeing to reach him

- passionate kisses under the stars

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@diyunho @lovermrjokerr @darthjokerisyourfather @littlebeautifly

Whoever enjoys it as well 😛

#birthday story #tom felton #thomas andrew felton #erich blunt #murder in the first #julian albert #julian albert desmond #the flash #logan mine #origin 2018 #draco malfoy #draco lucius malfoy #harry potter

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nalgenewhore · 4 years ago

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Slipping Through My Fingers - Thirteen

masterlist - ao3 - last chapter - next chapter

warnings: hospital, nightmare

an: um....im not gonna say anything. just......hmm. oh! apparently if you listen hard enough, you can hear @shyvioletcat‘s heart breaking at some point :)

Lorcan was shaking. He couldn’t think - nothing was being processed as he stood and walked out of the hospital personnel filled room. The room his dead wife laid in.

People called after him, yelling his name as he ignored them and walked down one hall and then the next, following the red exit signs until he felt a cool breeze on his face.

The only thought running through his mind was that of their son, their baby. Not even a year old yet. So innocent, so unsullied by the plights of life. Oh, how Lorcan envied that child, that innocent little being.

He began the walk to his house, his feet having a mind of their own when they began running and he didn’t know how it seemed as though one second he’d been in the hospital and the next, he was raising his fist to their apartment door.

Their house was six kilometres from the hospital. And he’d gotten there in just over twenty minutes. He should’ve been falling to the hallway floors, but he didn’t.

Before he could knock, the door was yanked open and Rowan loomed there, fury like no other on his tattooed face. “Lorcan. What the fuck, where the fuck were you?”

Lorcan just shook his head, tears stinging his throat so hard he could barely speak or breathe. “Ko,” he whispered, just one syllable. He tried to take a step forward, but Rowan stopped him with the heel of his hand to Lorcan’s sternum.

“Lor,” his best friend said, pity swimming in his green eyes. Lorcan hated it. He wanted everyone’s stupid looks and whispers to just stop. “Lor, you can’t see him right now, he’s asleep.”

Sobs built in his chest and he almost broke down then and there. “Ro. Rowan,” he said, nearly hyperventilating. “Please, please let me see my kid. Please.”

Lorcan Salvaterre never said please. He’d also never been a widower before, maybe that had something to do with it. He couldn’t tell. Rowan looked between Lorcan and the bassinet Kohana was sleeping in before nodding defeatedly and letting him pass.

Lorcan walked over to his baby’s bassinet and picked him up and then cradled him against his chest. Slowly, he began to rock the babe, his tears finally coming and spilling down his cheeks. “I’m sorry,” he whispered through the salty wetness. “I’m so sorry.”

Kohana whimpered and kicked out his chunky legs, waking up so Lorcan shifted to cradle him in his arms. His face scrunched up and tears pooled in his eyes - Essar’s eyes - at his daddy’s distress. Lorcan looked down at the child like he was his entire world, gently rocking him again.

The infant stopped crying and stared back up at Lorcan, his chubby hands batting the air above him. Moving to the glider, Lorcan rocked in the chair, finding it in himself to smile at his child. “Hi,” he whispered in his native tongue. He didn’t need Rowan or anyone else listening to his grief. Lorcan leaned down to press a kiss to Kohana’s forehead, inhaling that quintessential baby smell. “I’m sorry, coconut.” That was Essar’s name for Kohana. She said it was because he was round and brown like a coconut plus the start of his name sounded like it. “I’m so sorry mama’s gone. I’m sorry I’m not enough for you.”

“Lorcan-”

“Shh.”

“Lor,” Rowan sighed, ignoring Lorcan’s shushing. “We need to talk about this.”

“Shh,” Lorcan repeated, indicating the baby. “He’s sleeping.” Kohana was wide awake and gurgled happily, stuffing his hands into his mouth and smiling around the slobbery mess.

For the rest of the night, after his brothers had all come, whenever anyone tried to ask him anything or say anything, he would calmly shush them and direct their attention to Kohana.

Lorcan was changing Kohana when the kid’s gaze strayed to the side, his baby body squirming uncontrollably. “Whatcha looking at?” Lorcan asked him, snapping his son’s baby blue and otter onesie back up before scooping him up. “Whatcha looking at, huh?” Lorcan pressed a series of soft kisses across his plump cheeks. “What’s that?”

He bounced him as Kohana raised his little hand, reaching for something over Lorcan’s shoulder. Lorcan turned around just as his son said, “Mama!” He made a grabby motion with his hand and smiled, his four front teeth - bottom and top - on full display. “Mama!”

Kohana turned back to Lorcan, his eyes wide and serious. “Mama.” He promptly put his hand back in his mouth, steadily chewing on it.

“Yeah,” Lorcan whispered, staring at the picture of Essar smiling down at their newborn minutes after giving birth. “I know, kid.”

Lorcan woke with a start, shooting upright in bed. He panted, his skin clammy with sweat. Looking around, he didn’t recognize where he was. The bed he was in shifted when a dark haired woman sat up and tentatively reached out to him. Before she could touch him, Lorcan was out of bed, shaking his head as he backed up from her, eyes wide. “Don’t.”

“Lorcan,” Elide whispered, face stricken as she too climbed out of her bed, wearing his shirt.

“Elide, don’t,” he said again, holding a hand out to stop her. “Please, stop.”

Elide did stop, but didn’t return to bed, didn’t ignore him like he wanted. “Lorcan,” she said again, her eyes filling with tears. “Don’t do this. Don’t push me away.”

“I’m not,” he told her, his chest still rising and falling in an erratic pattern.

“You fucking liar,” she hissed, crossing her arms over her chest. “You’ve been weird since dinner.”

Lorcan didn’t say a thing and she laughed, turning her eyes to the ceiling to stop her tears. “I’m not stupid,” she whispered. Elide shook her head and looked down. “I know you–”

He chuckled unkindly, “You don’t know me.”

“You are not as secretive or mysterious as you think,” she replied, ignoring the sharp sting of her heart. “Do you not think I can tell when you’re hiding something, Lorcan?”

“Stop saying my name like that,” he said, hating the disappointed, teacher tone. “I’m not one of your kindergarteners.”

“No, no, you are not,” she laughed coldly, looking up at him with narrowed eyes as she stepped closer, poking her finger into his chest. “Because I teach my students that they should talk when they’re upset and that holding everything inside only makes them feel worse.”

He stayed silent and crossed his arms over his chest, clenching his jaw and cocking his head to the side in a defensive stance.

Tears built in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks, “Really?” The sight of each tear sliding down her cheeks had his heart clenching and his chest tightening but he didn’t have any time to do anything before Elide backed away and wiped her cheeks. “I thought we were more than that. You tell me all the- you told me all the time that I matter to you and now you won’t even talk to me?”

“E–”

“What’s the point, Lorcan? What’s the point of any of this if you won’t even talk?” She was falling for him, so hard, and he was breaking her heart.

“Elide,” he whispered, stepping forward as his arms fell to his sides. “Baby.”

She shook her head, looking down again as she hugged herself. “I just want to sleep,” she admitted. “I don’t want to talk about this right now. It’s late and we’re both tired and I’m upset and I just–” A soft sob tore from her throat and Elide stepped forward to him, tucking herself into his chest. Lorcan didn’t hesitate to wrap her up in his big arms and kiss the top of her head, hating that he made her cry, hating that he was still hopeless at hiding his own shit.

He hooked his hand under her knees and scooped her up, carrying her back to bed. He sat back against the headboard and felt her tears as she cried herself into exhaustion. Elide eventually fell asleep, but he did not. He just gazed at her ethereal face, wondering how on Earth he’d gotten her and how he’d managed to fuck it up this early. He would fix it.

He was, he was falling for her. Irretrievably, utterly in love with Elide Lochan. The feeling was one he never thought he’d feel it again after Essar.

And he’d seen it in her eyes tonight how her heart had cracked. How she was hurt. Gods, he really was a stupid bastard.

+*+*+*+*+*+*

Elide blinked as Lorcan groaned softly beneath her and reached out for his ringing phone. He whispered, “I’m sorry” for waking her up and she just hummed softly, kissing his chest in sleepy acceptance.

Last night was still fresh on her mind and she knew it wouldn’t be easy for either of them to talk about it. She rolled onto her back, reaching out for his free hand and smiling gently when he laced his fingers in hers. Elide looked out her windows, sighing at the rainy skies. It seemed the world was reflecting her feelings today.

Lorcan was speaking quietly into the receiver, but Elide barely heard him until he hissed and his hand tightened in hers. She turned to face him, worry clear on her face. He looked down at her and kissed her brow, pulling his hand from hers to wipe his thumb over the furrow on her forehead.

Then, he fell back onto the pillows, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Are you serious? Like, I’m the only person who can come in right now?” He stayed silent for a couple moments and then sighed resignedly. “No, yeah, I’ll come in. Yeah. Ok. Yeah, I’ll see you.” Lorcan hung up and tossed his phone onto her bedside table. He kissed her gently and then got out of bed, collecting his clothes.

“What is it,” she whispered, her voice hoarse and raspy in the morning, as she sat up. He seemed tense as he dressed. “L?”

“Something happened at the shop, I’m the only one who can deal with it,” he told her, irritation bleeding through his voice. Elide climbed out of bed as well, padding over to him. Lorcan continued to dress, oblivious to her approaching. “And Rowan can only watch Ko till nine, so I have to bring him and it’s just–”

“Hey, hey, hey,” she said, resting her hands on his arms, “baby, breathe. I can watch Kohana and you can go deal with work, ok?”

Lorcan breathed in deeply and nodded, “Yeah. Yeah, ok. Thanks.” She nodded and smiled softly. “We can talk later, right?”

“Mm-hmm,” Elide hummed, rising onto her tip-toes to press her lips to his cheek. “We can talk later. Let me change and you’ll drop me off?” She slipped out of his arms and walked behind the painted silk screen to change.

Then, they both put their shoes on and walked down to his car. Elide went to walk to the passenger side, but Lorcan tugged her back to him, sliding a hand around her waist and the other reaching up to cup the back of her head before he kissed her.

Elide laughed against his lips as he kissed her harder, shushing her when she reminded him that they had to leave. “Lorcan.”

He hummed, tipping her chin back to slant his mouth over hers.

“Lorcan.”

“Yeah, I know, we have to go,” he murmured.

“Lorcan.”

“Elide,” he purred, his voice dripping with hot desire.

“We have–”

“We have to go,” he finished for her, licking into her mouth, slow and hot. “I know, baby, I’m agreeing with you. We’re gonna be late.”

Elide smiled and pulled back, looking sternly up at him. “Lorcan.”

Lorcan nodded and stepped back, grinning at her. “You know, you keep on telling me that, but you also keep kissing me so…”

“Shut up, stupid.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Get in the car.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

+*+*+*+*+*+*

While Lorcan and Rowan talked, Elide walked upstairs to Ko’s room, where he was already awake, idly petting Tigger. He sat upright, blinking his big brown eyes at the change in lighting, his braids in disarray. “Hey, Ko,” Elide said, smiling warmly at him.

Still half asleep, he looked over at her and startled, “Ellie?”

“Yeah, your dad has to go to work for a bit, so it’s me and you today,” she explained, her smile growing when he climbed out of bed and pattered over to her, slipping his hand into hers. Tigger daintily leaped off his bed and walked over to them, standing loyally by Kohana’s feet. “Do you have anything you want to do?”

“No,” he said, yawning as he did so. It would probably serve them all better if she put him back to bed, but the little one had a mean stubborn streak that would make any effort one done in vain.

Rowan called out good-bye and Kohana ran down the stairs excitedly, calling out his farewell. Elide walked down calmly and waved as the silver-haired paramedic left. Lorcan had gotten Kohana a bowl of cereal and the kid was happily munching away as Lorcan hurriedly redid his braids.

He was rushing through it and finally just gave up with a huffed sigh, letting Kohana’s soft hair fall free. With a kiss atop Ko’s head, Lorcan said good-bye and half-jogged to the door, stopping to brush his lips over her temple as he grabbed his rain shell. “I’ll be back soon, E.”

“Ok, love,” Elide said, smiling at him. He smiled back and ducked out to his truck. She leaned against the doorframe and waited until a little voice called her back into the house and she waved once more at Lorcan before closing the door.

+*+*+*+*+*+*

They were playing Uno and Elide was losing, badly. Fucking hell, Kohana took no quarter. Eventually, he declared Uno and helped her gather up the cards, snapping the rubberband around them before putting them away.

Then, they refreshed Tigger’s water dish and food bowl and Kohana spent a couple minutes petting Tigger’s soft soft fur while Elide made a mug of tea. He was telling her about a dream he’d had a few nights ago. “… and then I droved my daddy’s truck to my grandma’s house, but that’s silly, you know why?”

“Why, Ko?” Elide asked, delightfully amused as she sipped her tea.

“‘Cause my grandma lives across the ocean. We gotta take a big big plane and then a smaller plane and then a really fast boat. I see my aunties too, they look the same. I have auntie ‘Neha and auntie Sa-Sa!” He giggled and stood up, waking over to her and tugging on her hoodie. “Ellie?”

“Yes?”

“Can we go outside? I would like to go ‘plashing in the puddle,” he asked her, his eyes bright with excitement. “Pretty please?”

She chuckled and nodded, putting her tea down to pick him up and kiss his round cheek. “Of course, my darling. Why don’t you go put on your outside clothes and we’ll go, alright?” Kohana nodded and Elide put him down, patting his back to get him going, not that he really needed any encouragement.

While he got dressed, Elide dumped her half-empty tea down the sink and put away the bag of Tigger’s food. By the time she walked over to the door, Kohana was hopping down the stairs one at a time. She helped him into his rain pants and jacket, obliging him as he insisted that the rain pants were pulled over his frog gumboots.

Then, as Elide sat to put on her shoes, Kohana opened the door and was racing towards the steps before she could stop him. “Puddle!”

“Ko, be careful!” she shouted. Kohana got to the top of the wooden stairs and didn’t slow his pace. “The stairs are–” He fell out of sight and his pained wail followed him.

Elide ran outside to the top of the staircase, eyes landing on Ko, who had fallen all the way to the concrete walkway. He was crying loudly and Elide hurried down to him, hardly noticing the fat raindrops falling on her cotton hoodie. “Ko, Ko,” she said, crouching down and worriedly picking him up, cradling him to her chest. “Oh, baby, you scared me. Are you hurt?”

Big sobs ripped through him and tears streamed down his cheeks. Elide tried to move him, gently holding his left arm, but he screamed, the pained sound cleaving the peaceful neighbourhood.

Her heart beat wildly as she pulled back and, as gentle as possible, pushed his sleeve up, his arm already swelling. She could see some purple just above his wrist and carefully prodded the area, to which he screamed again, shaking his head and trying to pull away. “No, no, no,” Kohana wailed, pure pain in his big eyes.

“Ok, ok, c’mere, darling,” she breathed, gathering him up and dashing back into the house to grab her purse. She sat on the floor, hugging Kohana to her with one arm as she fished out her phone.

Her hand was shaking and she could barely dial the three numbers to call the ambulance.

“911, what is your emergency?”

“I need an ambulance, I have a five-year old, he fell down the stairs and I think he broke his arm, his left arm,” Elide spoke quickly, her words miraculously clear.

“Alright, ma’am, can you tell me your location?”

Elide nodded and recited Lorcan’s address, hanging up after being instructed to fetch an ice pack and wait until the ambulance arrived.

Kohana couldn’t stop crying, hardly noticing Tigger when the cat raced over at the sound of his distress. “I want my daddy,” he sobbed, over and over as Elide held him, holding the ice pack to his arm. “I want my daddy.”

Elide hugged him snugly, kissing the top of his head, “I know, I know you do.” Me too, she thought, but seeing as she was supposed to remain calm, she didn’t say that.

It seemed like an eternity until she heard the ambulance pull up and then Elide quickly stood, grabbing her purse and Kohana’s stuffed hippo, Robert, before dashing out.

She recognized one of the paramedics to be Rowan, his eyes wide as he took in the sobbing child. “Ko?”

She could only nod and pass him over, following closely behind into the ambulance. Once inside, Kohana reached for her and Rowan allowed her to take him as his partner started driving towards the hospital.

She kept him calm enough to answer Rowan’s questions as the green-eyed man checked his arm, prodding around the area that made Kohana scream.

A short drive later, they were pulling up at the ER and Rowan took Ko again to walk inside, rushing him off to another room with Elide quick on his heels again.

Another doctor came in, wearing brightly coloured and patterned scrubs, and took Kohana off to get X-rays. Elide wasn’t allowed in with him, so she took the time to call Lorcan.

“Hey, baby,” he said, his voice tired. “‘m almost done here–”

“L, Ko fell and broke his arm. We’re at the hospital,” she told him, her voice shaking. “He went to get X-rayed, but I’m not a guardian, so I can’t be in there with him.”

“What,” Lorcan breathed, now sounding wide awake.

“L, he’s in the hospital. You need to get down here,” Elide said, waiting for his reply, but all she heard was the two-beeped tone of the call ending. With a slight sigh, Elide looked around the waiting room and spotted two chairs by the window. She walked over to them and held Robert in her lap, finally getting a breath in.

+*+*+*+*+*+*

It had been forty-five minutes, but Lorcan still hadn’t arrived. Kohana and Elide were sitting in a private room right now and he had stopped crying. His arm was still aching and sore, but Elide distracted him by telling him story after story and handing over his stuffy.

“Alright, darling, I’m gonna step out for a minute, ok? Just need to see where that daddy of yours is,” she said, kissing his forehead before she walked out and walked over to the front desk.

Just as she went to ask the nurse something, the doors banged open and Lorcan ran in, his hair sopping wet.

Elide smiled and walked over to him just as he saw her, his chest rising and falling raggedly. “He’s ok,” she began, reaching out to press her hand above his heart, forcing him to look at her. “Lorcan, baby, look at me. Ko’s fine, he’s ok. It’s just a broken wrist, he’s–”

“Just a broken wrist, are you serious, Elide?” he asked her, barely concealed anger clear in his voice. Lorcan stepped away from her, not caring that they were in a near silent waiting room. “I was right. I fuckin’ knew it. I fucking knew it.”

“You knew what?” Elide questioned him, looking at him in confusion.

“That I shouldn’t have trusted you to watch him. I never should’ve trusted you. I could’ve- I should have asked literally anyone else. I need two hours, Elide,” he said, disappointment bleeding off of every word. “Two hours, and my kid ends up in the hospital.”

Elide gasped in pain, her hand reaching up to press against her chest. Her eyes filled with tears and she glanced around the room, her voice hardly above a whisper, “You don’t mean that.”

Lorcan stifled his scoff, white hot rage building in him, “Um, yeah. I do actually.” She finally looked up at him and his anger was checked by the true pain and heartbreak in her dark irises.

“Really?” she asked him, her voice cracking. “Do you really mean that?”

Cocking his jaw in defiance, Lorcan shrugged, “You’re the one who told me to talk more. I’m talking.”

The first tear slipped down her cheek and Elide hastily wiped it away, though more and more took its place. She opened her mouth to say something, when her neighbour, Yrene, walked up to them, dressed in street clothes. He assumed that she was just getting off work and looking to head home.

Yrene’s warm smile fell at the sight of Elide crying silently and she whipped her head to him, her eyes narrowing. “Ellie, let’s get you home, girlie,” she said, wrapping his girlfriend up in a comforting hug. Was she even his girlfriend anymore? “Come on. Let’s go.”

Elide nodded and wrapped her arms around Yrene, her shoulders shaking. “Ok,” she said, leaning on the golden-haired woman as she looked back at him, whispering, “Say bye to him for me, please?”

Without another word from her, but another glare from Yrene, they were gone and Lorcan walked over to the desk, asking the lady for where Ko was.

He walked down a couple hallways and smiled as he entered Kohana’s room, seeing him sleeping as he clutched Robert in one arm.

Lorcan walked into the attached bathroom and looked into the mirror. He wanted to smash it to pieces, hardly recognizing himself as nausea built in him and he whispered to his reflection, “What the fuck did you just do, Salvaterre?”

+*+*+*+*+*+*

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sunshinecrashed · 4 years ago

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mmm how about drunk!amane with a shy reader? I’ve had this idea for a while hhHHH

ROSY CHEEKS

drunk!amane yugi x reader

summary: mom come pick me up im scared

word count: ~1.2k

warnings: alcohol usage (obviously aged up), a couple cuss words lol

a/n: BAHAGHAJHAHAH college au vibes

• ﹒• ° ˚ ° ⋆ ✧ ✧ ✧ ⋆ ° ˚ ° •﹒ •

You couldn’t have been more content than you were right now.

Fuzzy socks on your feet, brownies in the oven, and your favorite TV series playing on your laptop while you were curled up on the couch. Yup, that’s right.

Nothing could disturb your peaceful evening‒

Ding!

[amane 🤡]: Hiyaa 🥰

[amane 🤡]: 👁👄👁

[amane 🤡]: Hey hey

[amane 🤡]: Hi

You glanced over at your rapidly chiming phone, very, very confused.

Amane was in one of your college classes, and you both bonded over the span of a semester when you were paired together for a group project. He was the kind of... friend that you just clicked with naturally during school. You definitely annoyed your classmates with the amount of laughter that often came from you two. But out of school, you guys never really talked..

It’s not like you didn’t want to hang out with him outside of school, it’s just that your schedules got in the way, or you had some studying to do...

Or so you told yourself.

In reality, you were just nervous as fuck and didn’t want to ruin the dynamic you both had with your shyness.

As your screen cast a slight glow onto your face, you realized that Amane was now calling you. A call from him... at this hour?

Your heart sped up a little bit, and you answered him with a hesitant, “Hey?”

“‒shut up, she’s not my girlfriend‒ OH HI, [Name]! I didn’t think you would actually pick up!”

Your tension eased a little bit, and you said, “H-hey, Amane. Is everything all right?”

On the other end of the line, you could hear some muffled voices and some faint music.

“Hahah, um. About that.”

“Amane.”

Even through the phone, the sound of his laughter still gave you butterflies. “Uhh.. I actually need to ask you a favor?”

Pausing for a second, you questioned, “... Depends on the favor?”

“Well, hhaha, long story short; I’m at Yako’s house for her birthday party, and Tsuchigomori-sensei told me that I was a light-weight, so I took a couple shots to prove him wrong, y’know‒“

You blinked. And then, “OUR FUCKING PROFESSOR IS DRINKING WITH YOU GUYS‒?”

“Ahh! I know, I know‒ But it’s not as bad as it sounds!! Anyways,” He took a deep breath and hiccuped. “I was wondering if you could give me a ride, and if I could actually.. crash at your apartment..?”

By the tone of his voice, he was definitely preparing for some backlash from you.

He hesitated, before continuing, “...My brother locked me out, and he probably won’t let me back in until morning.. And I understand i-if you don’t want to!”

“It’s no problem, Amane. I.. know how he gets sometimes. Text me the address and I’ll bet right over, ‘kay?”

“R-Really?? Holy shit, you are a godsend!” You could tell he was smiling through the phone. Rolling your eyes, you said, “Yeah, yeah. I’ll see you soon!”

And right as you were about to hang up, he purred,

“I can’t wait to see you..”

Your cheeks heated up faster than the speed of light.

-- -- --

It was only a ten minute drive over to Yako’s house, and when you knocked on her door, she promptly gave you a big hug (despite not knowing you very well), and told you to “hold tight” while she went and fetched Amane.

Getting him into the car was simple enough... but now that you were both out of the car, he really wasn’t giving you an easy time.

You had Amane’s arm slung over your shoulder so that he could lean on you.

There were the angry-drunks, the emotional-drunks...

And you quickly concluded that Amane was the affectionate-drunk.

He hiccuped while he leaned a little closer to you. “[Name]-chan, you have no idea how much I missed you..!”

You shuffled forward, a pink hue already blossoming over your face. “C-C’mon, Amane. We still need to get you inside‒”

“...mmh.. Why do you smell so good..?”

You froze in your tracks while Amane nestled into the crook of your neck.

“L-LET’S get you back inside t-the apartment‒!”

As you fumbled with the keys to your door, Amane just smiled in content, blissfully unaware of how fast your heart was pounding.

Finally, you kicked your door open with your foot, seeing that your arms were currently full, and you led the touchy-Amane to your couch.

“Stay right there. I don’t want to see you moving a single inch from that couch, Amane!” You pointed at him menacingly, making him snap to attention. “ I’ll go get you some water and a blanket.”

He gave you a cheeky salute and stretched out over the cushions, definitely making himself at home.

By the time you came back to him, he was already fast asleep, a light snore coming from him. You raised a brow and chuckled to yourself. It didn’t take much to roll him onto his side, prop up a pillow behind him, and cover him with your softest blanket.

Amane was out like a light.

“Sleep well.”

Giving him the tiniest kiss on the top of his head, you padded over to the arm chair opposite from him and built your own little pillow-and-blanket set up.

Night came and went with a flash, and before either of you knew it, it was morning.

First came a sleepy yawn. And then a shift of the blankets.

And when Amane’s amber eyes finally blinked open, he gasped and shot up so fast that he fell off of the damn couch.

“Oww‒”

“Amane?” You soft-as-a-feather voice questioned him from the hallway.

His gaze trailed down your form, as he realized that you had just gotten out of the shower. You were still wearing your lounge-wear as you dried your hair with a towel.

A blush spread over his face as he collected his memories of the night before.

“Oh my god. I am so so so sorry for all of the trouble I caused, fuck‒ I can leave now if you want‒”

You made your way around your furniture as you reached your hand out to him.

“Dork. You can stay here as long as you like, Amane.”

He hesitantly took your hand, which he mentally noted was a lot smaller than his. “Wait, so you’re.. not mad at me?” came his puzzled question.

You gave him a dead-pan look.

“Does it look like I’m mad at you?”

A small smirk grew onto his face. There was the playful Amane that you knew and loved. “Well, you’re certainly not pushing me away.

” He titled his head at you with a smile.

“I can stay here as long as I like, huh?”

You quickly let go of his hand (which you now realized you had been holding for quite a bit), and refuse to meet his triumphant eyes.

“I now revoke your privileges for staying over.”

“W-Wait no! Please, I’ll do anything!!” He whined, despite the grin on his face.

The corners of your lips quirked up and you both smiled at each other fondly.

Amane pursed his lips, furrowing his brows for a moment, before he carefully asked,

“Actually.. Can I take you out for lunch today?” He looked away, fidgeting before he continued, “Y’know.. Either as a date, or to repay you for letting me stay here..” He trailed off.

Glancing at your expression, he was pleasantly surprise to see you beaming at him.

“A date would be lovely..!”

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vampire03 · 4 years ago

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Diabolik Christmas

Everyone x reader Christmas special

"Hnnn...mmm..." Y/N woke up feeling something heavy on top of her. She opened her eyes and tried to move. She saw blond locks in front of her. Shu.

"G'morning, troublesome creature." He mumbled sleepily.

"Good morning, Shu." Y/N smiles.

Shu rolled to her side and without opening his eyes says "There is a gift here in your room. Find it yourself, it's too bothersome to show you where it is...". Then he fell asleep again.

Y/N sighed and chuckled at his usual behavior. She looked around her room and under her bed she found a tiny yellow giftbox with a neat blue ribbon on top. Y/N opened it and inside there was a silver collar with musical notes engraved on it in beautiful shapes.

(Something like this, I couldn't find a better image, Im sowwyyy TwT)

"Thank you, Shu!" Y/N said as she coverd him with an electric blanket. That was his Christmas present from her. He smiled and snuggled even more in it without opening his eyes.

Then she exited the room and started walking to the kitchen. There surely will be some leftovers on the table, right?

On the way two arms snaked around her body from behind and a familiar flirty voice was heard.

"Bitch-chaaaaaan~ Merry Christmas!"

"Laito!" Y/N chuckled and leaned into his embrace.

"Look what I got you!" He happily squealed as he spayed something on her neck.

"Kyaaaah!" She welped in surprise. Then se smelled... perfume? A really nice perfume with vanilla and something else, that made the aroma sweet and sexy at the same time.

"Nfu. Use it wisely!" He chuckled and pecked her cheek, dissapearing as fast as he appeared. She will give him the fancy watch she got him later, it seemed.

Y/N blushed and smiled, putting the perfume in her pocked as she finally reached the kitchen. There a pile of deleicious food awaited her, a certain black-haired vampire with glasses was turning the leftovers from Christmas Eve into masterpieces.

"Good morning, Reiji, and Merry Christmas!" Y/N happily greated.

"Aaah, good morning, Y/N! And Merry Christmas. He smiled as he gestured towards to table, inviting her to sit.

She sat down and in front of her were served delicious dishes - steak with vegetables, fruits with whipped cream, baked apples and candies. Her eyes filled with joy.

"Ah! I almost forgot!" Y/N handed Reiji a blue giftbox with silver-red ribbon. His facial expression became somewhat happy and excited in a really childish way. Inside the box was a... blue baggy sweather?

"You are always dressed up in a formal manner... Why don't you wear more comfy clothes once in a while?" Y/N happily said as she looked at him. He had already put on the sweater and looked so cute. They both smiled.

"But where are my manners?" He asked himself as he gave her a tiny black box. She opened it and inside was a silver ring with a big sapphire on top.

"It's so beautiful!" She said as she put it on.

"I'm glad." Reiji smiled and handed her a cup of tea. Y/N thanked him and took a sip. When she looked around again, Reiji was nowhere to be seen.

"Hm? They dissapear and appear so fast!"

She looked around the kitchen for more leftovers to eat and saw a bunny plushie and a note attached to it. "This is Lilly. Me and Teddy decided she will enjoy being your friend." Was written by a certain purple haired vampire. Awww. She has prepared new clothes for Teddy and a fancy, somehow lolita coat for Kanato. She will have to give them to him later.

She then turned towards the exit to walk away and saw a note on the table.

"Oi, Chichinashi. Me and this Kino guy decided to have fun with you. We won't give you you presents so easily - you gotta find them!"

Yup. That's in Ayato's style. And the handwritting was so messy. There was no mistake. Y/N took the note and searched around for something left from Ayato and/or Kino. Almost half an hour later, she decided to search in the pool area. And she found another note on a bench.

"Did you think that we will give you the present so easily, Princess?" You will have to earn it! And swim all the way to the bottom of the pool to get it, hahaha!"

That handwritting was also messy, but still neater than Ayato's. Kino. Of course when these two pranksters somehow find a way to work together, it will be something like this. Good thing that she knew how to swim. She dived in and found a tiny black box on the bottom of the pool. She took it and got out of the water.

She opened it with excitement, only to find another note.

"Hahahaha, you fell for it!" Was written in Ayato's handwritting. "That was just a warm-up, the real present is on the bottom of the lake!" Was written in Kino's handwriting. These two jerks! Urgh!!!

Anyway, Y/N stretched up nicely and prepared herself. She went to the lake and dived into the cold water.

After a few unsuccessful tries she finaly found two red boxes with black ribbons and took them.

Once on land she opened the forst box.

"Ha! I knew you will open Ore-sama's present first! Now you can enjoy my scent whenever you go!" Was written on a card.

In the box there was one of Ayato's old shirts he used for basketball tranings. It was neatly washed, and folded. Heh, guess someone had aked Reiji for help. Was that present a sign of his ownership over her? Knowing Ayato, probably it was. And there were these nice sporty shoes too. They were really comfy and nice! She will play basketball with him after that. She smiled.

Then she opened Kino's present - inside there was a brand new iPhone.

"Now you can download that multiplayer game I told you about and we can play it together, right, princess?" Was written on a tiny card. That looked expensive. But more importantly, it was so sweet too! She will now spend more time with him as well.

Y/N decided she will give them their presents later at dinner - for Ayato a pair of jeans with one of its legs originaly shorter. Just in Ayato's style. And for Kino - a waterproof mini camera. He would love making unique photoshoots with it! She smiled yet again and went to take a shower, so she won't catch a cold after that.

After the shower she went to her room. She found a silver beautiful bracelet with the infinity sign and a tiny note, written in a messy manner.

"Merry Christmas! I wish you health and luck and whatever you mortals wish each other." Aaah, Subaru. Always Tsundere. She had already left his gift in his room. It was only a matter of time for him to find it. A very fluffy white pillow for him to hug in his sleep. She knew he secretly needed to hug something in his sleep.

She looked around her room again. And her gaze landed on her desk. There she found a weird heart? It was made of wires?

"Dear Eve. This is a part of the gift from the Mukami brothers to you. The other parts are in the music room, the garden and the torture chamber. Please seek Yuma for help if you have troubles assembling it. We want you to enjoy finding your gift and constructing it." Was written on a note with neat letters by Ruki, apparently.

Y/N searched all the places she was told and thankfully the Mukamis didn't prank her like Ayato and Kino did. She found 3 other hearts like this, a frame and some more wires.

Somehow she assembled it all on her own and got this:

(Imaginge that instead of "Be mine" is written "Be ours")

It was a night lamp! A very creative one! Now her nights won't be completely dark. She put it on the nightstand and enjoyed its light some more before turning it off again and going to each of the Mukami's rooms to leave them her presents - a professional kitchen knife set for Ruki, fancy jewelry for Kou, this giant encyclopedia about gardening Yuma wanted so much and an ukulele for Azusa.

And as she walked away from Azusa's room, she was suddenly hopped on the back of a certain wolf. "Nii-san is waiting for us!" Shin huffed as he ran really fast through the hallway.

He reached Carla's room where the white-haired man was waiting for them. He handed her a big fancy box.

Inside there was on of those two-pieces paintings.

"This is from our mansion's art collection. Feel honoured and Merry Christmas" Carla explained.

She thanked them multiple times. There was an wide ugly empty space on the wall in her room. Now it will finally be pretty!

"Carla, Shin... Did you find your Christmas presents?"

"Yes!" They cheerfuly said in unison and took out large doggy sweathers, put them on and changed into their wolf forms. They looked so fancy snd royal like that!

They woofed happily and Y/N went to the kitchen, smiling, remembering she has to help Reiji with dinner now. When she passes through the living room, a sleepy Shu pulled her into his embrace. She giggled and hugged back, as she felt Reiji take her hand and kissing it. Then the triplets came - rubbing their noses with hers, kissing her face. Kino appeared from behind and started playing with her hair. The Mukami brothers also joined in the kissing and hugging, as two way too familiar wolves came and snuggled with her. Subaru came out of nowhere as well.

Before she knew it, she was squished between 13 demons, who showered her with kisses and love, feeling like one big, big family.

Merry Christmas and Happy New year!

Sorry that there are no pictures for some of the presents. Tumblr has limit of 10 photos per post...

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