#KISSING BOOTH

[floridaboiler]

might be a repeat

[darkmegs]

KISSING BOOTH (miya atsumu)

DAY 1 OF MY VALENTINE’S DAY SPECIAL

masterlist for the series [ here ]

warnings: x gn!reader, pining, kissing booth au, fluff, mentions food and eating

love was in the air at inarizaki high!

the halls were decked out in vibrant hues. miscellaneous decorations, banners, and string on every wall, door and ceiling. the students were no different; everyone wore some item of red or pink clothing, or if they truly detested the holiday of love, they were dressed in black.

since classes were canceled, in favor of the valentine’s day fair, most students were striding from class to class to check out the different activities and stalls or enjoying their time in the courtyard.

“it sure is festive,” kita observed the bustling crowd, as the twins and him passed by.

“look over there, they have heart-shaped onigiri!” osamu pointed, growing hungry at the sight. he turned to atsumu, “do ya want some?”

the blond raised his hand, “I’ll pass.”

osamu shrugged his shoulder, before heading towards the onigiri stall. kita glanced at atsumu, who seemed uncharacteristically queasy today.

“everything alright, atsumu-san?”

“yeah, yeah, i’m okay.” he answered, chuckling lightly.

the truth was, atsumu was far from okay. contrary to his usual demeanor, he was nervous. why? because he heard that your class set up a kissing booth for the fair, and you were working at the stall.

“come and pass by, hmm miya-kun?” you had said, innocently.

atsumu gulped, knowing that this might just be the opportunity he was waiting for. he’d been pining after you since first year, but he never got the chance to tell you how he felt.

he can no longer recall just how you became the only person to break down his cool and confident attitude, and leave him as nothing but putty in your hands, without you even knowing.

osamu came back from the onigiri stall. “here,” he handed the heart-shaped food to kita, who bowed politely and accepted it.

“what’s that?” atsumu asked, noticing a flash of gold in his brother’s pocket.

“hm?” osamu raised a brow, his words muffled by the onigiri he was munching on. he peeked down to what atsumu was looking at.

“oh,” he swallowed his food. “‘got a ticket for class 2-3’s kissing booth.” he said, before taking another bite.

“W-WHAT?!” atsumu exclaimed, breaking out in a sweat, “they’re selling tickets already??”

osamu nodded, “yeah, a classmate signed me up and—”

atsumu had heard enough. he pushed his brother aside and bolted down the hall. he had to get a ticket, this was his only chance! his sneakers squeaked on the floor as he took a sharp turn and abruptly stopped right outside your classroom door.

“i…w-want…a ticket!” he panted between his words, trying to regain his breath.

a boy with a clipboard tilted his head, “sorry, we just sold out.”

atsumu’s head shot up, “what?”

“we ran out of slots. sorry.”

defeated. that’s how atsumu felt.

his back met the wall, and he slowly slid down till he reached the ground. he hung his head low, balling his fists. the poor, oblivious residents of class 2-3 stared at him worriedly. curse you, ticket holders! he thought.

but that’s when he remembered.

osamu.

he quickly got up and made his way back to kita and his twin. he saw them in a corner, now snacking on red and pink mochi.

“did ya get it?” osamu asked.

atsumu shook his head.

“damn…sucks for ya, i guess.”

“my condolences.” kita said.

shockingly, atsumu’s lips morphed into a grin. osamu’s eyes widened; he was expecting his brother to kick his knee at the comment, not smile.

“i don’t like that look on yer face…”

“‘samu?”

“oh no…what?” he dreaded what atsumu was about to say.

“my dear, ‘sam—.”

“what do ya want?”

atsumu clasped his hands together, “gimme yer ticket. please, please, please, please, please.” he begged, his bottom lip wobbling out.

osamu rolled his eyes, “seriously?”

“please?? i really, really wanna see y/— i mean—!!” he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

kita laughed softly.

osamu was more than familiar with atsumu’s behavior, having dealt with similar situations that ranged from borrowing his jackets or eating his food.

but this time…this time osamu felt pity for his brother. although atsumu would never admit it, osamu knew just how badly he was whipped for you. he noticed it all: from the way he’d catch him staring at you as you walked by, to how loudly he laughed at your simple jokes. osamu knew.

“look…even if i did give ya my tick—“

“YA WILL?!”

osamu groaned, “if.” he corrected.

atsumu pouted.

“if i gave ya my ticket, ya still won’t be able to get in. they have my name on the sheet, remember?” he explained.

atsumu tapped his chin, deep in thought. kita and osamu glanced at each other, wondering what the mastermind setter was about to come up with this time.

he snapped his fingers, “i got it! do ya still have yer hoodie in yer locker?”

osamu furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, “yeah?”

atsumu grinned mischievously, “I’ll wear the hood to cover my hair! they’ll think i’m you!”

“…”

“…”

“…”

osamu let out a sigh, “i sense this’ll end badly so…my hoodie’s at the locker.” he reached into his pocket and handed the ticket over.

atsumu gripped onto the flimsy gold ticket and stared at it as if it were made of actual gold.

“good luck.” kita added. atsumu nodded, fully determined.

“ya owe me big time, don’t ya forget it.” osamu stated.

“a dozen heart-shaped onigiris, ya got it!”

osamu glared at him.

atsumu looked at his feet, bashfully. “two dozens and a box of dango.” he mumbled.

osamu hummed in approval.

+

“the kissing booth is now open!”

herds of students fled in line, shaking excitedly as they waited for their turn. most exchanged fervent whispers, some even had to fan themselves to prevent fainting.

atsumu was near the back of the line. he looked awfully out of place, with a dark hoodie and sunglasses to further sell the illusion. to say he was nervous was an understatement; he was scared out of his mind. not only because of the idea of kissing you (though the image in his head made him melt), but also because of the chance of getting caught.

the line moved (surprisingly) quickly. in less than 5 minutes, atsumu already reached near the front. his heart pumped faster the closer he got, and being in his brother’s hoodie made him sweat more.

“next! ahh,” the student supervising the line went through his clipboard, “osamu-kun, is that right?”

atsumu cleared his throat, “y-yes.”

“great, if ya can just— oh y/n-san!!”

atsumu froze.

“hi, ito-san, “ he heard your angelic voice approach the two of you. “i’m clocking in, i believe it’s my shift now.”

the boy, ito, hummed as he flipped through his papers, “yes, ya can take stall 4. yer first customer is osamu-kun.”

you turned to him and smiled brightly. atsumu felt his knees buckle. he gave you a curt nod, the boy gestured for atsumu to step inside and the both of you walked in.

“just give me a moment to set up, sorry for the wait.” you apologized.

“i-it’s fine.”

he watched as you cleared the table and wrote your name on the mini chalkboard. atsumu couldn’t help but admire your handwriting and the cute smiley face you added.

“how’s atsumu-kun?”

your question snapped him out of his daze, “umm he’s fine.” he said, nervously.

you wore a small frown, “i asked him to stop by, ‘suppose he wasn’t interested.”

“no! no!”

you turned around, confused.

“it’s just—“ he racked his brain for an excuse, “he had to help at his class’s stall!”

“oh.” you nodded. he let out a sheepish chuckle.

“well, have a seat, osamu-kun!” you motioned for him, as you went to sit across from his chair.

atsumu grabbed the chair with trembling hands and took a seat. the moment he’d been waiting for was finally here, he couldn’t believe it.

his stomach was doing summersaults, but when his eyes landed on you putting on your favorite lip balm, he felt his nerves fade away, and his gut was replaced with butterflies.

god, he loved you.

you flashed him a smile before leaning in. atsumu was too caught up that he almost forgot to move. but he did.

he exhaled and leaned in, his eyes naturally shutting close. he could smell your shampoo the closer he got. this was it.

but instead of meeting your lips, he felt his sunglasses being taken off. he opened his eyes, his blood running cold when he met your gaze.

“atsumu?”

he felt his mouth run dry. his head chanted every curse word he knew. there was no point hiding it any longer.

he gulped, “yes.”

he waited for you to yell at him, scold him, call him a creep, or simply walk away. instead, your lips tugged into a smile.

“i knew it was you.”

his eyes widened, “huh?”

you giggled, “you don’t think i’m stupid, do you? i knew it from the moment i saw you at the line.”

“y-ya did?”

“of course! you aren’t as sneaky as you think. i wanted to see how long you’d keep it up, that’s why i teased.” you tell him.

atsumu was incredibly embarrassed. his cheeks turned red and he nervously scratched the back of the hoodie. you noticed and reached over, pushing it off and exposing his blond locks.

“if you wanted to kiss me, you could’ve just done it yourself,” you whispered.

“tickets sold out.” he murmured, shyly.

you cupped his chin and guided his face towards yours, “i meant, you could’ve done it before. without the kissing booth.”

then you closed the distance and kissed him. atsumu barely had time to process what was happening, but before he knew it, he was holding onto the back of your head and pulling you closer. you smiled against his lips, swiping your thumb across his jaw.

he pulled away, out of breath. you laughed at his stunned expression. he shook his shoulder, trying to recover, before clearing his throat to speak.

“are you free after school?” he asked, fresh confidence pumping in his blood.

your smile grew wider, “yes.”

“do you want to go out with me?”

“as long as it’s with you and not your brother.” you chuckled.

atsumu nodded, more to himself than to you. he stood up, puffed his chest out, and walked away.

a beat.

he rushed back, stumbling slightly as he held onto your face once more, and pulled you into a dizzying kiss.

“hey! it’s one kiss per ticket!”

yay day one completed! thanks for reading, and make sure to check in tomorrow for another v-day one shot <3

thanks for calling darkmegs!!

[bettycastro1067]

Revista GQ Septiembre 2022

[chloe-skywalker]

Beaches & Proposals - Noah Flynn

Noah x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 494

Requested: I just re watched the kissing booth and I was wondering if you could do a Noah Flynn x reader proposal image. Like Noah takes reader on a romantic beach date and proposes to her. - @meyocoko​

Authors Note: thank you for the request, sorry it took so long I’ve been writing and posting like crazy. Hope you like it! 

Masterlist

The Kissing Booth Masterlist

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“Where are we going?” Y/n asked as she noticed stuff tied up to the back of his motorcycle.

“You’ll find out.” Noah answered handing her her helmet with a mischievous glint in his eyes that did not go unnoticed by Y/n.

“Noah…” Y/n whined with a smile giving him her best puppy dog eyes, trying to get him to spill.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” Noah smirked knowing she’ll love what he has planned. At least he hopes she does.

After a short ride, they finally got to their destination. Y/n looked up at him with a look of confusion and adoration. They live by the beach, he couldn’t tell her that, she thought? “The beach? You couldn’t tell me we were going to the beach?”

“Today is full of surprises.” Noah smiled down at her laughing at her words.

Noah layed out the blanket he packed and then unpacked everything else. The couple ate and laughed just talking and enjoying their time together. It was a cute little date, they even got to watch the sunset in some beautiful shades of orange next to the fire Noah had built them.

“This was a great date, Noah.” Y/n told him leaning her head on his shoulder, looking up at him through her lashes.

“It was, wasn’t it.” Noah smiled back in agreement but also in knowing. Knowing that he was gonna make the night even better in a minute.

“I love you, Noah Flynn.” she smiled leaning up to kiss him on the cheek.

“I love you too, Y/n Y/l/n.” he stated kissing the top of her head before shifting the position they were in so he was kneeling in front of her instead. “There is something I still need to do before we leave.”

“An what’s that?” Y/n questioned with furrowed brows.

“You have been the love of my life since we were kids. I pinned after you for years but you never noticed.” Noah took a deep breath and pulled out the ring he picked out for her months ago. “So, I had to finally just come out and tell you. Very bluntly, might I add. We’ve been together since sophomore year, and we’ve been in college for 2 going on 3 now. I don’t see my future without you in it. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” he finished looking at her with love and nerves. Waiting for an answer.

“Yes! Of course! Yes!” she answered with a huge smile upon her lips, with happy tears welling up in her eyes.

“I love you, future wife.” Noah said as he pulled her into a kiss after slipping the gorgeous ring on her finger. Sealing their soon to be fate.

“I love you too, future husband.” Y/n smiled looking at him in the eye’s admiring the man she fell in love with and would one day soon marry.

[sogirrrrrl]

[sushisusii]

What can I say.. I just love giving smoochies!

[sectadiabolica]

Love me wrong, if you can’t love me right. 

Lili Reinhart and Jacob Elordi crackship — requested by Anonymous 

[pinkykats-place]

BakuDeku SFW one shot fic recs

Normal AU [UA Students]

Archive of our own

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked below are mine.

Mostly fluff pieces, but still read AO3 tags.

Credit to @erikatsuk for the gif.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

We didn’t mean to stalk them by mochavio

Summary: Izuku and Katsuki are unsure and a bit scared - of themselves, of each other and of their budding romantic relationship. But most of all, they’re terrified of the idea of their friends finding out.

Little do the know, that their classmates are actually all nosy little shits.

Boom, Badoom, Boom by warschach

Summary: Izuku's working the kissing booth at the school fair, it just so happens Katsuki has been crushing on him since the first grade.

“Did you—“ Izuku parted his mouth with no sound leaving it, “Did you pay?”

“Yea.”

“For a kiss?”

you're sickly sweet (just like caramel) by saturnsorbit

Summary: Due to not being able to sleep, Katsuki and Izuku fall into an accidental routine where the blond comes and keeps Izuku company while he bakes random sweets in the dead of the night. Because of this, Katsuki learns that caramel is one of Izuku's favourite things. The nerd won't tell him why that is though.

Don't worry, he finds out.

A "Love Story" Told Through T-shirts by Quirkyasfok

Summary: The thing is though that he could literally carry a sign around his neck confessing his love to the little shit, and Deku still wouldn’t notice.

Actually…

That might work.

or when one oblivious idiot falls in love with another oblivious idiot and decides t-shirts are the answer... wait what?

Every time we touch, I get this feeling by @amarisllis

Summary: Katsuki Bakugo’s hands are dangerous. They’re violent and explosive and loud and deadly, and everyone knows it. Katsuki is used to people giving him a wide berth and avoiding contact with his hands at all costs. He sees other people holding hands, casually touching each other with soft fingers and open palms. When he does, he glances down at his own callous-roughened hands, and he wonders what that’s like.

Everyone is afraid of Katsuki's hands.

Everyone except Deku.

Confessions by silentsongbird

Summary: It’s finally time to leave the island. Everyone is cheering below as the ship begins to depart. Katsuma and Mahoro are still waving and shouting goodbye from the dock as the ship departs. The ship leaves slowly, but the children stay at the edge, shouting their thanks up at them. Even once the ship is a good distance away, Katsuki can still see the outline of their bodies even after their voices fade away. He won't admit it, but he's glad they came to say goodbye.

He can still hear some of his classmates cheering below him, but they aren't really a concern of his. He and Izuku are alone on the upper deck now and even with being in the fresh air, Deku's presence is suffocating.

— — —

Or: Katsuki just can't stop staring at Izuku and thinking about all they've been through.

glowing skins and pleading fingers by mimisyum

Summary: Oh, Katsuki wants.

He wants to touch, to play with Izuku’s sweaty curls and caress his tense neck. To fix his posture and massage his shoulders. Would Izuku let him? In another reality where Katsuki’s hands weren’t so deadly and the thread holding their relationship so fragile, would Izuku let him stroke his skin? Would he let Katsuki spend hours feeling the bumps of his scars, memorizing the texture of his moles? Would he let him trace over his freckles without leaving another mark behind?

Katsuki hopes so. He really, really does.

_____

In which Katsuki spent fourteen years resisting the urge to touch Izuku until it all becomes too much and he gives in. But maybe, just maybe, things don't go quite as badly as he expects.

The Self-(Love) Game by UltimateEmpath

Summary: Katsuki has a bad day and Izuku knows just the game that can help!

A.K.A Katsuki is bad at loving himself and Izuku has plenty of love to give

Write your name on my heart (if you want) by amarisllis

Summary: Midoriya is a writer. Katsuki thinks he's amazing.

In which Mineta is a jerk, Katsuki tries to make Izuku happy, and Izuku gets more than he could have ever hoped for.

katsuki bakugou is incapable of love. or so they thought. by snowymochi

Summary: in which their class tries to figure out if Bakugou and Midoriya are dating.

Deku's Secret Checklist by emem_itsem

Summary: Izuku and Katsuki go on a journey. A journey of self discovery, of highs and lows, of yeses and no’s. A journey to find the perfect pet name.

Concerning Prophlyactics by EnduringParadox

Summary: Katsuki grabbed his jacket.

Something tumbled out of the pocket and fell to the floor.

The condom.

His eyes widened. Goddamn it—he'd forgotten all about it. Katsuki's gaze flitted to Izuku, who, luckily, hadn't noticed and was still happily chattering about their post-graduation plans. But before he could bend down and sneak the condom back into his pocket, All Might was already reaching for it.

"Ah, I've got it, Young Bakugou. Here's your—" All Might stopped. He scrutinized the item in his hand with furrowed brows, as if he couldn't quite believe what he was holding. Slowly, his eyes found Katsuki's.

Katsuki stared at him.

All Might stared back.

---

Katsuki, now dating Izuku, gets a condom from a teasing Sero and Kaminari. He forgets about it until it accidentally falls out of his pocket in front of All Might and Izuku.

A Silent Cry for Help by bkdkwritingsdump

Summary: Sometimes even someone as strong as Katsuki needs to be taken care of, and Izuku is more than willing to help, if only he can figure out what his broody boyfriend is asking for.

(Spoiler: it’s affection.)

Only Ever Been You. by klutzuki

Summary: “Hey, Midobro. Why do you call Bakubro Kacchan? Isn’t it like, childish?” Denki asked, twirling a pen between his fingers. From the corner of his eye, he saw Bakugou grinning.

“The nerd couldn’t say my name.” Bakugou told them, “come to think of it, can you even say it now, Deku?”

Midoriya smirked at the blond before saying, “Of course I can, Katsuki-chan!” In his cheeriest voice. Everyone could hear the clogs in Bakugou’s mind coming to a stop.

“What happened, Katsuki-chan?” Midoriya prodded, poking the blond’s cheek.

— — —

Or, Bakugou and Midoriya through the eyes of 1-A.

[birdhism]

Happy Valentine's Day! Take extra time to love each other, love yourself, and love your birds!

[jue-jack]

come on gimme a kiss, trust me

[rachellynn1901]

Joey King appreciation post. She's always been pretty but she GLOWED UP!! 😍❤️

[underwinterclouds]

Finally fully watching The Kissing Booth 2 and completely freaking out about HOW PERFECT he is for Alex!!!!

[darkmegs]

VALENTINE’S DAY SPECIAL!! (FEAT. HAIKYUU BOYS)

playing (1) new voicemail:

salutations! for valentine’s day, i’m planning on posting v-day one shots during the days that lead up to the 14th! i tried my best to sprinkle a handful of tropes in them hehe.

DAY ONE: [ kissing booth ] miya atsumu

love is in the air at inarizaki high! at the valentine’s day fair, atsumu hopes to get the chance of kissing you at the booth your class had set up. but what happens when tickets run out, and his twin brother just so happens to have one?

content: x gn!reader, pining, kissing booth, fluff.

DAY TWO: [ cupid’s accomplice ] oikawa tooru

desperately seeking your help, oikawa manages to convince you into pretend dating for the day to ward off his crazy fangirls. but the lines between fake and real blur.

content: x fem!reader, enemies to lovers, fake dating, fluff, just a pinch of angst.

DAY THREE: [ love is a piece of cake ] kuroo tetsuro

a meeting by chance, a bonding by choice. after getting ditched on valentine’s day, strangers cross paths at a coffee shop and talk over some cake.

content: x gn!reader, strangers to lovers, pretend dating, coffee shop au.

DAY FOUR: [ miss matchmaker ] suna rintarou

known as inarizaki’s infamous matchmaker, you’ve got a busy day ahead of you today; valentine’s day. too caught up with running around school sending gifts and cards, you seem to forget that you, too, are an object of someone’s affection.

content: x fem!reader, best friends-to-lovers, mutual pining(?), oblivious!reader

happy valentine’s day to all the lovelies!

spreading love,

darkmegs has ended this call.

[bettycastro1067]

[juanarcthethird]

Jaune at a carnival

Neptune: *Working in a kissing booth* Hey Jaune, can you help me for a moment?

Jaune: What do you need?

Neptune: Can you cover me while I go to the bathroom?

Jaune: I don't think it's a good idea.

Neptune: Is fine, business is slow anyway.

Jaune: I still don’t thi-

Neptune: *Leaves* Thanks Jaune, you are the best.

Jaune: *sighs and gets into the booth* Well, not that I have to worry about someone-

Pyrrha appears dropping bags full of lien on the table.

Jaune: -coming

Pyrrha: *With a face ready for battle* Is tongue extra?

Jaune: *Red like a tomato*

[chloe-skywalker]

Rule #9 Is Problematic - Noah Flynn Part 2

Noah Flynn x fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 986

Requested: Part 2 to Rule #9 Is Problematic where maybe Lee and Elle are still mad at the reader and Noah is off at college. Reader is really sad that lee and Elle still won’t talk to her and let her explain herself and tell Noah how she feels over face time. Noah feels bad and decides that he's going to come home early to surprise reader. Reader is super surprised and happy. You can choose if lee and Elle forgive her or not. ( Sorry if this is to long I'm really bad at making requests) - @Anon

Authors Note: I didn’t have any plans or ideas for making a part 2 but I was thinking of maybe making a part 2. I really like this idea so thank you for putting it in my ask box. I will be doing this for part 2 to “Rule #9 Is Problematic”

Thank You for Requesting!

Masterlist

The Kissing Booth Masterlist

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Things haven’t changed much between y/n, Noah, Ella, and Lee. Noah had to go off to college after the summer ended. He didn’t want to leave her there with pretty much no friends. But he didn’t have a choice. So he made sure that they video chatted every day.

“They still not talking to you?” Noah asked over the video call. Worry obvious on his face.

Y/n shook her head. “No, they won’t even let me explain.”

“I’m sorry, Y/n.” he sighed. Everyone that knew about what was going on between the four thought that Lee and Elle were being overdramatic. An truth be told it was and is ridiculous. “At least I’ll be home soon.”

“To bad it’s not sooner.” Y/n smiled trying to joke a bit but it was plain as day on her face to both Y/n and Noah wished they never had to part, to begin with.

“I know Y/n/n.” Noah mirrored her sad smile.

“Well, I got to go Noah. Dinners ready.” Y/n tilted her head after hearing her mom yell out that food was done. She sighed knowing she was gonna have to end this call with her boyfriend, and the only friend at the moment.

“Be strong Y/n. I’ll be back before you know it.” Noah spoke her farewell. Wishing they didn’t have to end the call as well.

“Hopefully.” Y/n gave a tight-lipped smile before they said bye and hung up.

Time certainly felt like it was passing excursionaltly slow. Hopefully, she could find a way to occupy her time. Fill it till Noah gets to come back.

^        ^       ^

“Hey, Sweetie.” Molly answered her phone with a smile seeing her son’s face come up.

“Hi, Mom.” Noah greeted over the video chat

“How’s college going?” she asked as she set down the phone so she could continue preparing dinner.

“It’s going good.” Noah nodded smiling

“But” Molly caught the tone in her son’s voice that told her not everything was fine.

“But, you know Lee and Elle are still treating Y/n horribly.” Noah sighed with an annoyed tone.

Molly sighed knowing how the two have been treating their since-birth friend and it’s horrible. “I’ve noticed. Your father, me, and I know even you’ve tried talking to Lee.”

“He just won’t listen. Neither will Elle.” he shook his head in frustration.

She nodded along listening and agreeing. “I know. Her father called me. I’ve tried with her as well. They are just taking this way to seriously.”

“I was thinking of coming back early.” Noah suggested, he wanted to come home because he’s a bit homesick, but also for Y/n’s sake. He misses her and he can tell she’s lonely. But how else would you feel if your friends since diapers were hating and avoiding you? Noah knows she’s not as ok as she’s leading on.

“Well I would love that and I’m sure Y/n would as well.” Molly smiled. She always knew her son had a huge heart. Molly also knew him and Y/n could very well last forever if they really tried. But Elle and Lee could ruin it for them. An Molly was not gonna let that happen, neither will Noah.

“Just don’t tell anyone, ok?” Noah asked his mom to keep his early coming home a secret.

“My lips are sealed.” she smiled and pretended to zip her lips closed.

^      ^      ^

“Oh Hunny, it’s so good to have you back.” Molly hugged her oldest son as he walked into the kitchen. It had been a month and a few weeks since they had planned this early come home.

“It’s good to be back mom.” Noah smiled hugging her back.

“Oh, your back. Early.” Lee scoffed and grumbled as he came from downstairs to see his older brother home.

“Hello to you to little brother.” Noah spoke and held back the tone of his voice and words he really wanted to use.

“Your just back because you miss your lair of a girlfriend.” Lee rolled his eyes at his brother’s greeting.

“Watch it Lee.” Noah almost growled out. Y/n didn’t deserve being talked about like that.

“Whatever” Lee mumbled as he went back up to his room slamming his door in the process.

“I’m hoping they’ll come around with time.” Milly sighed shaking her head, disappointed in her younger son’s behavior.

“Yeah. Me too. It’s taking a toll on Y/n.” Noah nodded in agreement

“Wish her my best. I imagine your staying over there tonight, yes?” She smiled at her son knowingly.

Noah blushed “yeah. I’ll see you, tomorrow mom.” 

With that, he grabbed a bag and headed out to his girlfriend’s house to surprise her.

^      ^      ^

Y/n had been sitting at her desk when she heard a knock on her bedroom door.

“Come in” Y/n called out back facing her bedroom door.

“You gonna turn around and see your surprise or just keep typing on your laptop looking sad?” Noah asked with a slight smirk. Watching as her body as it tensed at the sound of his voice.

“Noah!” Y/n screamed as she turned around and saw her boyfriend. She ran over to hug him tightly. 

“In the flesh. Hmmmmm, I have missed you so much.” Noah squeezed her back in a tight hug. Never wanting to leave her again, for anything.

“I’ve missed you more. I can’t even put it into words.” Y/n whimpered into his neck as he lifted her up to hold her tighter.

“I’m here now. And I’m not going anywhere for a while.” Noah stated. He looked around her room and he could tell that she was spending a lot of time in it. Which really saddened him.

“Good” Y/n smiled into his neck. Which when he felt it made Noah smile as well. This would be good for both of them.