#OKAY BUT LIKE NATE THIS IS YOUR SPEAK NOW MOMENT

[crypticminx]

nate w reader that has baby fever

Hi anon, this was fun lovey xx

Baby Fever with Nate Jacobs

Slight breeding kink mentioned but not rlly, ditzy reader, Nate being reasonable??

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“Nate”

“No.”

“But Nate—“

“Y/n, please.”

You stare at your now provoked boyfriend, who is frustratingly trying to get through his school work. He’s sat at his desk, his books messily sprawled across the surface of the smooth wood, textbook open and notebook filled with neat handwriting as he burns through each question. By this point, his mind is eagerly fighting to stay focused, but as long as you’re there in his bed beside him, he knows he won’t finish.

“Nate!” You yell again, this time biting your tongue from laughter as you can see his face grow red with tension.

“Y/n, I said no,” he runs his fingers through his hair, feeling like he can’t keep up with neither you or his homework. Defeat wasn’t an easy solution for him.

“But whyyy,” you whine as you turn off your phone and lay on your chest, your legs happily kicking away. Dressed in nothing but Nate’s oversized sweater and some knee high socks, he would be an absolute liar if he didn’t find you so desirably hot in this very moment.

But he also found the strength to maintain his composure with what little self respect he had for himself.

“Because we’re too young to have a fucking baby,” he sighs, stopping himself from raising his voice at you without the further intent of making you feel like you’ve done something wrong.

It doesn’t phase you though.

You roll your eyes, exaggerating the size of them as you huff in annoyance of your boyfriend being extremely noncompliant with your needy request.

In all fairness, it wasn’t your fault.

You were cute. Nate was really fucking cute. Thus, the rash realization that the two of you would definitely make cute babies.

“Okay so not now…,” you speak to him as if you’re trying to trick him. The way your voice trails with giddiness sets him to believe that whatever you’re conspiring isn’t going to be reasonable or ideally realistic.

He stares at you with a blank expression, his eyes don’t flash their usual sparkle and he seems rather unimpressed by how good you are at making him feel irked.

“Sooooo what about tomorrow?”

He slams his textbook down, the noise is loud and almost thunderous as you slightly jolt. Your smile fades as you can see he might actually be upset, but it didn’t make sense.

When the two of you got down to business, he praised you. He acted like he worshiped the very ground you walked on and treated you like a princess. He’d whisper things to you—very private, sentimental statements that made your heart flutter with an overwhelming sense of pride.

And now he was mad at you?

You cross your arms, trying not to let out all the steam burried inside your frustrations as he was quick to apologize.

“Babe, I’m sorry,” he groaned, rubbing his forehead as he took a seat next to you. He ran his fingers down your bare thigh, the smooth motion of his hands were enough to make you feel relaxed again, but he wasn’t off the hook.

“If you’re so sorry, why can’t you give me a baby…” you pout, tossing him a big frown that almost made him feel sorry for you.

He doesn’t know how to explain it, it seems you’re too cooped up in your own little fantasy world where having baby isn’t unrealistic and wouldn’t be a huge deal.

“Y/n,” he carefully plays with your hair, pushing a loose strand behind your ear to see the full extent of your face on display, however, you didn’t seem happy. “We’re in high school, how are we going to juggle having a baby?”

“Ugh,” you push him away, playfully of course, “don’t give me that talk, Nate.”

He shrugs his shoulders, letting his mind trail to the possibilities of getting you pregnant. and in all honesty, it didn’t seem too bad. He always wanted a child, but the timing and the moment just didn’t match up with that idea.

It would cause havoc, with both your family and his. He had no doubt about that as he could hear his fathers aggravating voice shout in his head, telling him how much of an awful father he would turn out to be. That alone was offputting.

“Don’t you wanna cum in me?”

And there you were, edging him with that soft voice of yours that knew how to get him riled up with heat. You bat your eyelashes, titling your head with a devious grin.

“Fill me up with your baby? I know you want to….Nate.” The words roll off your toungue as he fails to keep himself from melting away. He wants nothing more than to make you his—but would he ruin his life just to give you something that you want?

That would be something the two of you would find out—in a few months time.

[loverboysturn]

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ cinderella!reader has a spontaneous moment of bravery but it all comes crashing down quickly

angsty. i’m sorry in advance!!!! this lowkey made me so sad to write lol :(

find all writings for this au here. asks & requests always open :)

you could do this, you had to do this.

your heart was pounding as you stared over at chris across the campus parking lot, he was standing alone which was a rare sight for him to not have someone by his side. this was your moment and you had finally had enough of hiding from him, you had fallen in love with him and a spontaneous rush of confidence taking over you was telling you that you now needed to do something about it.

you had thought about it so many times, how you would eventually confess everything to him, what you would say and how he would react. the idea of confessing everything to him, finally revealing yourself, had consumed your thoughts for months. and now, somehow, you were here, you couldn’t believe you were going to do this and you knew if your best friend was here she would tell you to stop, but she wasn’t and you didn’t have time for second thoughts. you had to go now, before you stopped yourself.

you started walking towards him, your legs moving before your mind could catch up.

as you reached chris, he looked up catching eye contact with you instantly. his gaze softening as he notices you in front of him. he pulled his earphones out from his ears and a smile snuck onto his lips.

“hey,” he says, his voice casual, but kind. “you good?”

“i—i’m—“ your mouth had gone dry and you could feel your hands shaking by your side, but this is it. you were so close, you just had to say it, you had to tell him. “i just came over to sa—“

before you can spit the words out, there’s a new presence to the side of chris.

the head cheerleader, his ex girlfriend.

“well, well, well, if it isn’t diner girl,” she smirks, her hair blowing in the wind, perfect and untouched. she was wearing her cheer uniform, looking immaculately put together, as always.

your stomach drops, and the confidence that had spontaneously rushed over you moments ago had completely disappeared in an instant.

“i didn’t know you two were friends,” she says with a slight tone of subtle sarcasm in her voice, “cute.”

you tried to find your voice to speak up, but your words were completely stuck in your throat, and all you could do was stand there, feeling so small and invisible.

before you could say anything, she spoke up again but this time it was directed to him as she brushed her arm against his, leaning against him. “some of the guys and cheer team are coming over to my place tonight, you’re coming. right?” she tilted her head and fluttered her eyelashes at him. “the guys told me that you wouldn’t miss it.”

“yeah, nate already told me about it. i’ll be there.” he responded to her, the words hitting you like a punch to the gut. he didn’t even hesitate, no second thought to her question.

her eyes flickered over to you, looking you up and down before she turned her attention back to him, “yay, see you tonight, babe.” she says, before strutting away, leaving you two alone again.

chris stands still for a moment, before looking over to you, “sorry about that, are you okay?” he smiles, “what was it you needed?”

you wanted to cry, your chest felt tight and you wanted to run from him… again. the moment you had felt before had gone now.

“actually, it isn’t important, just about the test we have next week.” you lied to him so easily, making your heart ache. “s—sorry that i came and bothered you.”

without waiting for his reply, you turned on your heel and walked away, the feeling of rejection weighing down heavy on your shoulders.

behind you, you could hear chris calling after you, but you didn’t bother to turn back.

what were you thinking?

[sukunasbow]

sweet like sugar, nate archibald.

summary: in which you come home to find a certain someone waiting in your bedroom for you.

warnings: fem!waldorf!reader, sort of sugar daddy/baby dynamic, oral, not yet proof read!

notes: this is overly long so i cut the smut short and lame, sorry bbies!!

Walking out of the elevator and into your house, you’re shocked and slightly concerned when you’re met with the sight of Chuck Bass sitting in your living room. “Ew, Kill me now.” You groan.

Your words catch his attention and he turns in the couch to face you, “Lovely to see you too.” He gives you his classic smirk, immediately creeping you out.

“Why are you here?” You roll your eyes as you walk through the foyer and towards him, your shoes clicking on the floor. “Well?” You raise an eyebrow, placing your small handbag on the coffee table in front of the man.

“I’m here for your sister. She’s upstairs, we’re leaving for a dinner party.” Chuck explains, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Is that an issue?” He then questions you.

You don’t respond for a moment, staring him down, a cruel look on your face. “Yeah, actually, it is an issue.”

“You have a lot of nerve, you know that?” Chuck shakes his head, trying to intimidate you by stepping closer, “Talking down on me and acting all high and mighty as if I’m unaware of you and Nate’s dirty secret. Actually, speaking of Nate and that, uh, secret..If I were you I’d go upstairs and check out your bedroom.” He whispers, but quickly backs away and exits the living room when Blair starts coming down the stairs.

“What’s going on here?” Blair stands next to Chuck and the two of them look back at you.

“Oh, nothing. Just some banter, your sister seems to be..” Blair’s boyfriend puts on his strange checkered coat, “Not super fond of me.”

Blair glares at you, turning around and grabbing Chuck’s hand, taking him with her, not before he can get a small laugh at your expression, though. The pair enter the elevator, exiting the house and going on their date.

You, however, slowly make your way up the spiral staircase, walking towards your bedroom, Chuck’s comment from earlier stuck in your head. You’re not necessarily ashamed of the supposed secret arrangement between you and Nate. By definition, you’d be considered his ‘sugar baby’ but the two of you don’t view it that way. You’ve been friends with him since childhood, and as you got older, you started feeling attracted to him. Eventually, you both figured out the fact that you felt the same way, and things got physical since. You never wanted to put a label on it and every time he came over to your place, he’d bring you gifts or something you previously mentioned wanting. Now, it’s become a tradition. You fuck him and he gives you whatever you desire.

You gently push your door open, a shocked look on your face when you find Nate sitting on the edge of your bed, your room decorated with candles and white Christmas lights. “What is all of this?” You grin, looking in the corner on the room to find a fake Christmas tree, piles of gifts underneath it.

“Merry, early, Christmas.” Nate laughs, standing up from the bed and walking towards you.

“You’re so unbelievable!” You cover your mouth, “Nate, is this all for me?” You point at the neatly wrapped presents under the tree.

He nods, “Yeah. Chuck helped me set it all up.”

“I can’t accept all of this, Nate.” You shake your head, you back away from him, a guilty look creeping onto your face.

“Of course you can, I want you too. Besides, if you don’t, it’ll go to waste.” He insists, sitting back down on the bed, motioning for you to sit next to him.

“Okay..” You sigh, taking a seat next to him. “I guess I should get you something nice then, hm?” You look at him.

“Only if you want to get me something.”

“Of course I do, Nate.”

For a moment, you both sit in silence, unsure of what to do. Deciding to speak up, you turn your body so you’re fully facing him. “I can give you a present now if you want one.” Your tone is soft but seductive.

“Oh, really?” He holds back his smile, moving his hand up your tights and under your skirt, massaging your thigh.

“Hey, I’m the one giving you a present.” You scoff, “You’ve given me enough.” You move his hand away from your body, this time you push him back on the bed, unbuttoning his shirt. Slowly, you part the fabric, kissing down his abs, then hovering your mouth just above his v line. “Hmm” You hum, lifting your hand towards the bulge peaking through his pants.

“Fuckkk.” He groans, tossing his bed back as you palm his dick over the pants. “Please, baby.”

“Please what? Use your words.”

“Come on.” He starts getting desperate and increasingly needy.

You bite your lip, deciding to answer his pleas. You slide his pants off and toss them on the bed, then very slowly taking off his boxers, teasing him as much as possible.

“(Y/N).” He huffs.

“Fine, fine.” You let out a small laugh, feeling content with yourself. Instead, you wrap your hands around his dick, starting to jerk him off while you work on taking the rest of him in your mouth.

“Holy shit.” He moans, his eyes rolling back as you continue to take your time and slowly suck his cock, occasionally stopping and licking his tip, trying to prolong his pleasure, considering everything he does for you. Nate gently takes a fistful of your hair and helps bob your head in a rhythm, getting you to take all his dick. “That feels so good.” He breathes out. You pick up the speed, sending him over the edge. “I’m gonna—” He starts but quickly stops when you move your hands and completely take him in, his jaw opening and his eyes closing as he fills your mouth with his cum. You sit up swallow, then kissing him, letting him taste the remains of his juices on your lips.

[snowysosturn]

Fire & Desire - Matt Sturniolo Part 6

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Pairing: Y/n x Matt Sturniolo

Summary: Y/n has always clashed with Matt. Despite working for Chris’s clothing brand and being close with Nick, her relationship with Matt has always been tense at best. While being forced to be around each other more, their animosity turns into something deeper. Can they overcome their differences, or will their fiery emotions tear them apart?

Warnings: MDNI, angst, tension, arguing, flirting

As I was laying on my bed, mulling over the disaster downstairs, I listened to the voices carrying up the stairs. The walls might be thin, but the way Nick was laying into Matt, it didn’t matter.

“You had no right to speak to her like that” Nick said, his voice sharp. “She’s already dealing with enough, and you just throw more shit her way? Real classy.”

"She started it" Matt snapped back.

Nick wasn’t letting up. “And you just had to escalate it? What’s your deal with her anyway? You act so weird around her all the time.”

There was a pause, a moment of tense silence. I tried my best to hear an answer, my curiosity fighting my frustration.

"Drop it, Nick." Matt muttered finally.

"Whatever, keep being a dick if it makes you feel better. But you better not come between mine and Chris’ relationship with her."

I heard footsteps, followed by a slam of a door closing, Matt’s bedroom door, I guessed. A moment later, another door shut. The front door. Madi must’ve left too.

The house fell quiet again, except for the faint murmur of Nate’s voice, likely making his way to Chris’s room.

I barely had time to gather my thoughts by the time I heard Nick running up the stairs.

“Y/n?” Nick’s voice came through, hesitantly. I sat up, trying to mask the mix of emotions on my face.

Nick stepped inside, looking at me for a moment. “Hey, I just wanted to check on you..” he said. “After everything that just happened. Are you okay?”

I let out a bitter laugh. “Which part? The argument with Matt or Ethan showing up.. Now that you know about that.”

Nick winced. “Both, honestly. I mean, Ethan’s a piece of shit, and if he shows up here again, you let me know. I’ll handle it.”

I nodded, appreciating the sentiment even though I doubted Ethan would come back anytime soon. “Thanks, Nick.”

He hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck. “And about Matt.. Look, I don’t know what’s going on between you two, but he had no right to talk to you like that. I told him as much.”

I sighed, the anger from earlier simmering down into exhaustion. “I just don’t know what I did to make him hate me so much.. and I don’t want to impact your living situation, honestly Nick I can get a hotel until I figure something out.”

Nick frowned, his eyes narrowing slightly. “You’re absolutely not going anywhere Y/n. You’re my bestfriend I love having you here and I know Chris does too... And Matt? I don’t think he hates you, I just think he needs to get over himself.” 

I tilted my head, confused. “Then what is it?”

Nick opened his mouth as if to say something but then closed it again, shaking his head. “That’s not for me to say. But don’t let him get under your skin. He’s.. complicated, but he’s not a bad guy.”

I wanted to press him further, to demand an explanation, but I could tell he wasn’t going to spill anything.

“Thanks for checking on me.” I said instead. “And for sticking up for me earlier.. And giving me a place to live.. It means a lot.”

Nick grinned, his easy going nature returning. “You never need to thank me. But seriously, though, if you need anything, or if Ethan tries anything else, you come to me, okay?”

“Okay” I promised, managing a small smile.

Nick nodded and left, closing the door to his room softly behind him.

I laid back down, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts swirling. Between Ethan, Matt, and everything else, my head felt like a war zone. After a while of tossing and turning, I finally fell asleep.

-

The sound of Chris’s voice echoing through the house woke me up. He wasn’t just talking, he was freaking out. I groggily glanced at the time on my phone. 7.18am. Not exactly the ideal start to the morning.

I threw on a hoodie over my pyjamas before heading downstairs, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as Chris’s voice got louder.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs, Chris was running his hands through his hair, his phone in one hand. His frustration was palpable, his face clearly agitated.

“Hey..” I said, trying to catch his attention. “What’s going on?”

Chris turned to me, his expression a mix of annoyance and panic. “Matt’s gone. He’s not answering his phone, and we’re supposed to leave for the airport soon.”

I frowned, looking around. “Did he take the car?”

Chris nodded, holding up his phone. “Yeah, but I can’t even get through to him. My phone signal keeps cutting out, and he’s not picking up anyway. I swear, if we miss our flight-”

“Here” I said, offering him my phone. “Try calling him on mine.”

Chris hesitated for a moment before taking it. “Thanks” he muttered, already dialing Matt’s number.

I watched as he held the phone to his ear, his jaw tightening with every passing second of silence before exhaling sharply. “Straight to voicemail. Unbelievable.”

Before I could respond, the sound of a car pulling into the garage caught both our attention. A moment later, we heard footsteps marching up the staircase to the living area.

Chris’s expression immediately shifted to one of relief with an essence of irritation. “Where the fuck have you been?” he demanded, crossing the room toward Matt. “You know we have a flight to catch!”

“Relax. I needed a bigger suitcase, so I went to grab one. We’ve still got time.” Matt said as he set the suitcase down and shrugged.

Chris stared at him like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You went to buy a suitcase? At 7 in the morning? You could’ve at least told me where you were going!”

Matt rolled his eyes. “I didn’t think it was a big deal. I was gone for 45 minutes, tops.”

Chris shook his head, muttering something under his breath. He handed my phone back to me, his frustration still evident but slightly subdued. “Thanks for letting me use this” he said, managing a small, apologetic smile.

“No problem” I replied. 

As I spoke, Matt disappeared into his room without a word, pushing his new suitcase infront of him. The air between us felt thicker than ever, and I could tell by the way he avoided looking at me that things weren’t going to improve anytime soon.

Chris, completely oblivious to the tension, lingered in the living room, checking through his phone. “Alright, I think we’re good” he said, mostly to himself. “I’ve got everything sorted, flight details, car rental, hotel confirmations. I just need Matt to finish packing, and we’re out of here.”

I forced a polite smile. “Sounds like you’ll have fun.”

He glanced up at me, his expression softening. “Yeah we should..Oh! If any of the samples come in while I’m gone, just shoot me a message, yeah?”

“Dont worry I’ll keep you posted.” I replied, nodding.

Chris smiled, the kind that made you feel like everything was fine even when it wasn’t. “Alright, well.. guess I’ll see you when I’m back. Hopefully, I don't lose a load of money out here!”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at that, though it felt forced. “Safe flight, Chris.”

“Thanks” he said, slinging his duffel bag over his shoulder.

As Chris headed toward the garage, I lingered in the hallway for a moment, letting the faint sound of Matt moving around in his room fade into the quiet. Part of me wanted to confront him, to clear the air, but I knew it would only end in another argument.

Instead, I turned and walked back upstairs to my room. The tension from the morning still lingered in my chest, but I tried to push it aside. Chris and Matt were leaving for a few days, and maybe the distance would give me time to figure out how to deal with all of this.

For now, I just needed to focus on anything but Matt.

I spent most of the day tucked away in my “room,” trying to stay out of the way and keep to myself. The quiet was only broken by Nick, who passed through several times as he moved in and out of his own room next door. Each time, he made a point to stop and check in with me, leaning against the doorframe or flopping onto the edge of the bed.

“You good in here? Need anything?” he asked during one of his trips, holding a half eaten protein bar in one hand and a coffee in the other.

“I’m fine” I said, managing a small smile. “Just having a lazy day.”

“You? Lazy? In the same sentence? Never thought I’d see the day” he teased. “Well, let me know if you want food or whatever. I’m gonna order take out later.”

“Yep will do” I replied, laughing as he left the room.

Later in the afternoon, he came back, this time with a sandwich and a bag of chips. “I figured you’d need fuel” he said, leaving it on the dresser next to me.

“You’re too kind” I said, opening the bag and offering him some.

“What can I say? I’m the best” he said with a grin, snatching a handful.

-

As the evening crept in, I heard a knock against the thin wall that separated my room from Nick’s. Before I could respond, Nate stepped inside, looking curious.

“Hope I’m not interrupting” he said, leaning casually against the doorframe.

I shook my head. “Not at all. What’s up?”

Nate glanced around the room, his eyes taking in the setup, the bed, the flat pack dresser, the small touches I’d added to make it feel like home. “I gotta say, this is impressive. Didn’t expect to see this room looking like an actual bedroom.” He smirked. “They’ve never done anything like this for me.”

I laughed, shrugging. “Well, I guess I’m just lucky.”

“Lucky, yeah” Nate said with a teasing tone as he sat down on the edge of the bed. “Seriously though, are you okay after last night?” He voice softer.

“Yeah I’m fine. It’s not the first time Matt’s acted like that toward me.” I say, shrugging my shoulders.

“Still, it was out of line for him to talk to you like that. I don’t get why he’s so.. tense around you, you’re fun to be around.”

His words caught me off guard, and I felt a small smile tug at my lips. “Thanks, Nate. That means a lot.. Honestly, I don’t know why he’s like that. He’s just never taken a liking to me for some reason.” I sighed, shaking my head

Nate chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, his loss, I guess. If I were Matt, I’d be finding every excuse to hang around you.” He winked, slightly making my cheeks heat up.

I rolled my eyes playfully, trying to hide the flustered smile trying to creep across my face. “Right, because I’m just that amazing.”

He tilted his head, his grin widening. “You’re finally catching on.” Nate straightened up, his voice turning more serious but no less charming. What do you say, we have some fun tonight?”

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by what he had in mind. “Fun? What kind of fun are we talking about?”

“I know this spot” he said, leaning closer like he was sharing a secret. “They’ve got great food, and then later, it turns into this club. Good vibes, good music, it could be just what we need to shake off the tension from last night.”

I tilted my head, smirking.

Nate grinned, his gaze steady as he replied smoothly, “What? It's just two incredibly attractive people having a good time together.”

The warmth in my cheeks was impossible to ignore now. “Incredibly attractive, huh? Big words, Nate.”

“Just calling it like I see it” he said, his tone dripping with confidence. “Be ready by 7, alright? I’ll take care of the rest.”

As he turned to leave, he glanced back over his shoulder. “Oh, and wear something that’ll make me look good standing next to you. Not that it’ll be hard for you.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “You’re ridiculous.”

“And you secretly love it” he called back, his laughter echoing down the stairs.

As I sat on the edge of my bed, I found myself smiling. A night out with Nate was bound to be fun, especially with how effortlessly charming he was.

Before I could fully process the gravity of Nate’s idea, Nick popped his head out of his room, leaning casually against the doorframe.

“What was that all about?” he asked, his eyebrows raised, a sly smirk playing on his lips.

I crossed my arms, trying to act nonchalant. “Nothing. Just Nate being.. Nate.”

Nick stepped fully into my room, folding his arms and grinning. “Uh huh.. Nate being Nate? That sounded a lot like Nate asking you out on a date.”

I rolled my eyes, though I couldn’t stop the small smile tugging at my lips. “It’s not a date. It’s just dinner and a club. That’s it.”

Nick gave me a look that screamed disbelief. “Oh, sure. Dinner and a club. Totally casual.”

“Nick!” I exclaimed, feeling my cheeks heat up. “You’re being so extra right now.”

He chuckled, leaning against the wall. “Hey, I’m just saying, you’re his type, and he’s definitely laying it on thick. But.. if you’re cool with it, I say go for it. You deserve a little fun after everything you’re going through.”

I tilted my head, narrowing my eyes at him. “Since when are you the voice of encouragement?”

Nick grinned. “Since you’re my best friend and I like to see you happy. Plus, if Nate gets out of line, I can kick his ass. Right?”

I laughed at how ridiculous he was being. “I think I can handle Nate just fine.”

Nick shrugged, his smile softening. “I know you can. Just remember, you’ve got backup if you need it. And.. you should wear something nice. I’ve seen the way Nate’s been looking at you.”

I rolled my eyes again, pushing him gently back toward his room. “Go away, Nick.”

He laughed as he retreated, “Have fun on your ‘not a date’’ date!”

I stood there as he shut his door, shaking my head with a smile. 

-

As I finished getting ready, I stood in front of the mirror, taking a picture of myself. I felt good in how I looked, the dress I chose hugged my figure perfectly, and my makeup was the best it's been in weeks.

Downstairs, I heard Nate’s voice calling up. “You ready, Y/n?”

“Coming!” I grabbed my bag, took a final glance in the mirror, and headed out.

As we slid into the backseat of the Uber, I found myself scrolling through my phone, staring at the photo I had taken just before leaving. I was happy with it, the angles were perfect and the lighting hitting just right. I was going to post it to my Instagram story, I was just stuck on what caption to put on it.

Nate, sitting beside me with his usual relaxed confidence, glanced over at my screen. “You should post that” he said casually, leaning back against the seat.

“I’m trying to think of what to write on it” I replied, still fixated on the photo, overanalyzing every word I could possibly pair with it.

 “Caption it ‘date night’ ” he smirked.

I froze, my thumb hovering over the screen, and turned to look at him. “What?”

“Date night” he repeated with a grin, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. His tone was playful, but his eyes held that teasing look that made it hard to tell how serious he actually was.

I raised an eyebrow at him. “Is that what this is?”

He shrugged, a mischievous smile showing across his face. “It can be whatever you want it to be. But let’s be real, it wouldn’t be the worst thing, would it?”

I laughed, shaking my head. “You’re funny.”

“Hey, I just call it like I see it,” he said, flashing that boyish grin that made him so effortlessly charming. “Plus, think of the reactions.”

I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the smile creeping onto my face. “Fine. Maybe I’ll use your suggestion..”

I looked back at my phone, the typing words date night as my thumb hovered over the "post" button. His confidence was intriguing , but he wasn’t wrong, it would get some reactions. 

“Whatever you decide” Nate said, his voice softer now, “you look great in that photo. Just post it already.”

I smiled to myself, ignoring the flutter of butterflies in my stomach as I hit post. Nate leaned back with a satisfied smirk, and I was curious to see how this night panned out.

Matt’s POV

There was a loud thud as the plane landed on the runway in Vegas but it wasn’t enough to pull me out of my thoughts. I leaned back in my seat, arms crossed, staring out the window at skyline for the entire hour flight. Chris was beside me, yapping non stop about the plans for this trip, casino visits, dinner reservations, and the little free time we might squeeze in. I nodded along, but my mind was miles away. Back in LA.

Last night was a disaster, and I knew it was my fault. I’d pushed it too far with Y/n. She didn’t deserve the way I’d spoken to her, the stupid digs I’d thrown her way during the games. I wasn’t even sure why I kept doing it, why I always seemed to make things more difficult between us. But it was eating away at me now, knowing I’d crossed a line.

“You good, man?” Chris’s voice cut through my thoughts.

I turned to him, trying to mask the storm in my head. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Chris gave me a skeptical look, the kind only a best friend can manage. “You’ve been moody as hell since this morning. You sure you’re not dragging something with you from back home?”

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “It’s nothing.”

Chris leaned back, crossing his arms. “Hmm yeah.. You’ve been staring out that window like it’s gonna tell you all the secrets of the universe.”

I shot him a look, but he just smirked. “It’s Y/n, isn’t it?”

Of course, he’d figure it out. Chris knew me too well. “Maybe” I muttered, shifting uncomfortably in my seat. “I just.. I said some things last night I shouldn’t have.”

Chris raised an eyebrow. “You? Say something you shouldn’t? Shocking.”

“Can you not?” I snapped, but the annoyance was more at myself than at him.

Chris chuckled. “Alright, sorry. But seriously, you need to fix whatever it is when we get back. Y/n’s a good person.”

He was right, of course. I hated to admit it, but he was. For now, I had to focus on the trip. Vegas wasn’t exactly the place for self reflection. 

We grabbed our bags and deboarded the plane as Chris organised an Uber to the hotel. It was one of those prestige hotels with gold accents everywhere and a lobby bigger than some mansions. The kind of spot Chris lived for.

“Man, look at this place!” Chris said, spinning around to take it all in. “This room better have a view.”

When we got to our suite, it was exactly what I expected, huge, with large windows the size of the room overlooking the Strip. There was even a hot tub in the corner, and Chris immediately claimed the bigger bedroom with the better view.

I tossed my bag on the other bed and flopped down, trying to relax. I opted for a nap, since I barely found sleep last night.

5 hours later I woke to the sound of Chris’ music filling the hotel room. He poked his head into my room. “We gotta get ready man, you good?”

“Yeah” I said, forcing myself to get up.

“Cool. We’re hitting the casino first.”

I couldn’t match his enthusiasm. The only thing on my mind was Y/n. I knew I had the perfect way to make it up to her. I just needed the right moment. But maybe I could do something small in the meantime, something to show her I regretted last night. I pulled out my phone, the time reading 7:30pm. If I acted fast, I could place a delivery before it got too late.

Scrolling through a florist’s website, I picked out a bouquet of red roses. Classic and meaningful. As I typed out the message to attach to the card, my thumbs hovered over the screen, hesitant for a second before I settled on:

Y/n, I’m sorry for last night. I went too far, and you didn’t deserve that. - Matt

I finalized the order and paid for the flowers to be delivered within the next hour. It wasn’t much, but it was a start. Something to begin mending the open wound I’d created.

I showered quickly and threw on dark jeans and a fitted button down shirt. Chris emerged from his room looking slick as ever. Black slacks, a crisp white shirt, and a smirk that showed his confidence.

He ran a hand through his hair and checked his reflection in the window. “This is the night, kid. I’m feeling lucky.”

Chris walked out of his room just as I received a confirmation text: Your flowers have been delivered. The florist even included a picture of the bouquet sitting outside the front door. Relief washed over me, knowing I’d done something to begin setting things right.

Chris, oblivious as ever, turned toward me with a wide grin. “So, Rachel and Christina are meeting us at the casino tonight” he announced casually.

I shrugged. “Cool. Whatever.” I hooked up with Christina the last time we were in Vegas, and Chris with Rachel. We’d been talking on and off since then.

“Oh, and I seen Y/n’s on a date tonight?”

My head snapped toward him, my chest tightening. “What?”

Chris gave me a look like I’d missed something obvious. “Her story. Saw it while I was getting ready. She’s all dressed up, and it says ‘date night’ on it. Wonder who with.”

There was no way. Was she on a date with him? Ethan? After everything that's gone on? It sent a rage inside me, making me feel like a complete fool.

I pulled out my phone, the picture of the flowers still on my screen. Without thinking, I shot off a quick text to Nick:

"There’s a delivery outside the front door. Can you just put it straight in the trash?"

a/n: nate is the BIGGEST flirt

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♡BAKERS DOZEN♡

Summary: With Chris and Nick out with friends, Matt finally decides this is the perfect time to fulfill your dream date~

Content!Warning: None just pure fluff and kisses, just a cute little Matt blurb <3

A/N: I have barely any ideas, but this lovely woman @bernardsbendystraws gave me this idea, so this is her idea, and I portrayed it <3

Today, Chris and Nick had plans with friends, Chris was gonna hang out with Nate for the day, and Nick was gonna go with Madison, This sparked an idea in Matt's brain. He knows your dream date is a baking date because every time you guys try to think about date activities, that's the first idea that leaves your mouth. So today he was going to fulfill it, well he needed to make his day was your smile and your laugh, if you were happy he was happy. God, he was so whipped for you that it was crazy. It was so evident that Chris and Nick always teased him anytime he was making goo-goo eyes at you.

So, while you were taking your daily afternoon nap on his bed, he left for the store to buy all the ingredients for cupcakes, and of course, all the icing colors you love. After 30 minutes of being gone, he comes back, and you're still asleep, good. He sets everything up on the counter and then runs excitedly upstairs to wake you up. "Baby...wake upppp..." he says in a sing-song tone as he gently shakes you. "Cmon! I have a suprise wake your butt up sleepy head~" he says again as he shakes you harder.

You stir awake and slowly sit up, "huh...??" You say sleepily as you rub your eyes. "What's happening?" You mumble as you tilt your head in confusion. He lets out a chuckle as he speaks up, "I said, wake up cause I have a suprise!" He smiles as your eyes light up and you gently climb out of bed. You go to the bathroom to do your morning pee, and he waits calmly outside the door. When you come out, he leads you downstairs and to the kitchen, all while covering your eyes. "Okay~ you ready, baby?" He says, and you can basically heat the smile in his voice. "Yes!!" You squeal happily as you smile.

When you give him the signal, he pulls his hands away. "I know you've always wanted a baking date, so I thought since Nick and Chris are gone today, why not give you what you've been asking for..." he says softly as he kisses your temple, waiting for a reaction. He smiles as he watches your eyes sparkle, and you jump a bit in excitement. "Baking date!!??" You yell with a smile.

He chuckles, "Yes baby, a baking date, I know you've wanted to have one of these since the beginning of our relationship so..." he pats your butt a couple of times as a signal for you to go to the counter. You don't hesitate and run to the counter, looking at everything. "Oh my god!! I'm so excited!" You squeal with a big smile and run over to him, hugging him tightly. "Thank you! Thank you!!" You say happily as he chuckles and hugs you back. "Your welcome baby, now are we gonna bake them or just stare?" He teases as you both walk over to get started.

You guys start the baking, and after what felt like hours, the cupcakes were in the oven, and you had flour in your hair, and he had flour all over his face. You guys tidy up everything so you have room to make decorate them when they are done. While you're tidying up, Matt hits the bowl with the excess batter in it, and it splashes all over his back. You guys gasp, stay silent, then burst into fits of laughter.

"O-oh my g-god you did not -" You choke out while laughing, falling onto the floor onto your knees, and him as well. Your stomachs hurt from how much you're laughing. After a bit, the cupcakes are done, and you guys are decorating. By the time you guys finish decorating, you have white and pink frosting everywhere. You guys are cleaning up the frosting. At that moment, Nick and Chris come home. Chris being Chris grabs a cupcake and bites into it and gets a suprise...you guys didn't check if the cupcakes were fully cooked.

Chris feels his mouth fill with uncooked batter and screams in disgust as he spits it out in the trashcan. His reaction causing you, Matt, and Nick to laugh. "Don't laugh at me!" Chris yells as he gags, causing you guys to laugh more. Chris runs to the sink and turns it on, sticking his head under and washing his mouth out. "Chris your overreacting dude-" Nick says as he laughs. After a bit Nick and Chris excuse themselves to bed and you and Matt lay on the couch, he turns on a movie as you cuddle close. As the movie plays his attentions on you...god he knows he's marrying you someday and that might be soon.

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reader making nate jealous and him putting her in her place😵‍💫

"YOU JEALOUS?"

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!nate x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: your boyfriend nate isn’t fond of the gesture you’re doing for your work friend.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUTTY SMUT, swearing, slight arguing, possessiveness, jealousy, spanking if you squint, p in v, unprotected sex (don’t be stupid!), marking, choking, stomach bulge, overstimulation, hair pulling, edging, dacryphilia, a little degradation, cream pie, ROUGHHH

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,171

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: ALL THAT NATE TALK LAST NIGHT >>>>

so, ask for a nate fic… get a nate fic!

the aroma of chocolate chip cookies makes the kitchen smell delicious.

smiling widely, you watch through the window of the oven at the dessert, the ticking of the timer getting you even more excited.

after five or six more ticks later, the timer goes off. you clap, grabbing an oven mit and opening the oven. you carefully grab onto the pan and place it on the stove to cool.

you wipe your hands on the pink fabric of your apron. moments later, the front door clicks open.

nate’s been out with the triplets all day, but he always finds time to see you as much as he can. “smells good.” he exclaims, taking his jacket off and putting it on the hook.

“i made cookies,” you say as he walks into the kitchen and kisses you on the cheek. he rubs his hands together, going to grab one before you swat his hand away. “they aren’t for you.”

he blinks, standing there for a beat before speaking. “then who are they for?”

“you know that guy i work with?”

he snarls. you tell nate everything about work and one of your coworkers is always brought up in the conversation. “yes.” he says coldly.

“well, it’s his birthday tomorrow and the team is throwing a party for him. i thought i’d contribute and make some cookies as a gift.” your boyfriend stands there with his arms crossed, not looking very happy. “what?”

“is this the same dude that eye-fucks and flirts with you every chance he gets?”

rolling your eyes, you place a hand on your hip. then, you smirk. “you jealous?”

“no.” he lies, but you can see right through him. he’s not fond of your idea of a gift.

sighing sympathetically, you untie your apron slowly to take it off. “okay. then i’ll just pack these up and give them to—”

in the blink of an eye, you are now dangling over his shoulder. despite him being shorter than the average male, he’s still strong. a hand makes contact with your ass a few times while he goes up the stairs to where your bedroom is.

he throws you on the bed, wasting no time to unbuckle his pants and remove his shirt. “you think you’re so damn funny.”

a hiss comes from your lips when he rips off your panties and throws them on the floor. he licks his lips when he realizes how wet this is making you. “does my girl like to be thrown around?” he asks, pulling down his boxers.

you pout, moving your head to the side before you gasp when a hand wraps around your neck. “did you hear that? my girl. not his.”

you pout again, moving your hands down to his dick, desperately wanting him inside you. before you can reach it, he takes the hand that’s not on your neck and pins yours above your head.

he chuckles. “i’m not even fucking you yet and you’re already speechless.”

your breath hitches once you feel his tip move up and down on your slit, but he keeps it that way. you start to squirm beneath him, his grip tightening on both your throat and hands which causes you to stop.

humming, he leans to suck marks onto the top of your breasts, before moving down and sucking at the spot you’re most sensitive. on top of that, he’s still teasing your entrance, and this alone can make you cum.

god, you feel useless.

“i think… i’m—”

“no,” he says harshly, leaving one final hickey on your tit. he hovers his face over yours, noses touching and lips only centimeters apart.

his hips start to thrust into you, your face contorting into different looks of pleasure, and he makes sure to watch it all happen.

the way he snaps harshly into your pelvis has you moan loudly. thank goodness your parents aren’t home.

“faster,” you whisper, nate listening and going quicker, causing him to hit deeper than before. your legs spread wider, whimpers and squeals exiting your mouth with each thrust.

that’s when your eyes start to roll back, but he doesn’t like that. “look at me.” he demands, releasing pressure on your throat when you listen.

finally, he releases his hand and moves it to your stomach, pressing down on the bulge that’s protruding.

the sudden pressure makes you twitch and moan. “feel how deep i am in this sweet cunt? might have to fill it.”

you nod pathetically, making sure to not look away from his eyes, the blue in them darkening the more he ruts into you.

the way both of your bodies rock have the headboard banging loudly on the wall. your eyes start to water, and that makes him even more turned on.

you clench repeatedly around him, silently saying that you’re close. instead, he lets go of your hands and pulls out, flipping you over on your stomach.

pulling your hips toward him, he rails into you like before. if not faster. “nathan! o-oh, nate. ho-holy shit!” you yelp out, grasping for dear life onto the comforter.

he forms a makeshift ponytail with your hair, pulling your head up. “sorry, who? i couldn’t hear you.”

a sob of pleasure loud and clear rolls past your lips, the air in your lungs getting knocked out of you. “n-nate.” you whimper embarrassingly.

“that’s right.” he says, letting your head plop back onto the mattress. “i’m the only one who can fuck you this good. do you understand?”

you sob once more, the pleasure hurting but feeling amazing at the same time. your poor clit is puffy and red, so badly wanting a release. “yes, fuck.” you drag out both words, eyes crossing and mouth hanging open with no sounds coming out. drool drips down from your chin to your neck.

your brain is turned off, specks of white flooding your vision. tears stream down your cheeks. trying to get out of his grip, he notices instantly and holds your hips down to arch further.

and he found a new spot.

you bite down on a pillow, muffling your screams of pleasure. “too late to run from it now, baby. you’re going to keep taking my cock like the pretty slut i know.”

the way you squeeze around him tight has his dick twitching, the thought of filling you with his cum making him closer to his high.

you’re so brain-dead. you can’t think about what’s happening anymore, but it has your toes curling.

“going to stuff this perfect pussy with my cum. how does that sound?”

you moan incoherently, feeling nate stop behind you and pump ropes of cum into your tight hole. “see? look at that.”

he watches as you swallow his release, before pulling out causing some of it to spurt out and onto the sheets.

it takes you a bit to come back to your senses, but you realize something; although you could see the punishment coming from a mile away.

nate never let you finish.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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GILMORE GIRLS, MARY-LOU & COOKIES - matt sturniolo x fem!reader

hi babies, i just know matt and his little fall heart would love a chilled cosy evening with his gf watching their favourite shows and you all loved my chris fic with jimmy and mary lou so i hope you all enjoy this xxx

you let out a sigh as you lay your head against the back of the couch, a sense of relief finally washing over you.

it had been an awful day of travelling, the airport so jam packed at LAX with people heading out of the state, delays on almost every flight but yours, however it only caused a knock on effect of bad moods across the airport. your uber had not arrived to take you and the triplets to their home in boston and jimmy had had no choice but to come and collect you all, which only added to the awful mood as the triplets had felt beyond guilty, knowing their dad was busy already that day.

so when you'd finally said hello to everyone, had a bowl of homemade shepards pie that mary-lou had had sat waiting for you all, showered and got into fresh clothes, you could finally relax.

"are you okay, babe?" matt, your ever loving boyfriend said as he appeared around the corner, watching you as you closed your eyes for just a moment.

"hmm" you mumbled, not having the energy to speak and look up at him. you heard him chuckle slightly, and you could feel yourself drifting off to sleep when his weight dropped down at the side of you.

"you can go to bed for a couple of hours if you need to" he said into your ear, before dropping a soft kiss to your cheek. you smiled, embracing his warm touch, finally opened your eyes and turning your head to the side to look at him. his eyes were dark rimmed and his hair was a mess, but he was still so beautiful. you were about to open your mouth when you see chris' figure in the doorway, diverting your eyes straight to him.

"we might head to nathans for a bit, are you two coming?" chris said, and you finally sat up as matt turned his position to face his brother.

"yeah, i'll come." and then he turned back to you. "babe?"

you smiled, reaching out to stroke his face. "i love nathan with my entire heart, but would you mind if i stayed here?"

you already felt guilty, but you'd been so overstimulated for the last 6 hours that the thought of sitting with 4 boys who were all going to be hyped from seeing each other felt too much. you wanted to chill, nap, potentially get some work done on your phone and call in an early night.

"i'll stay with you." matt said instantly, like you knew he would, but you shook your head.

"you've not seen your best friend in months, go." you almost demanded. matt cared for you so much, you could see him already fighting with his eyes, but you smiled softly.

"are you sure?" he said, at the same time you saw mary-lou appear in the doorway too, shuffling past chris.

"are you okay, kids?" she said, and you dropped your hand from matts face to look at her.

"do you mind if i stay here, mary-lou? whilst the boys go to nates"

she beamed at you. "of course i dont mind, my love. this is your home now too."

you smiled at her warmingly before turning back to matt, a smile on his face at his moms words.

"im so tired, matt." you said, and he nodded, dipping forward and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. "tell nate im sorry.

"you'll see him tomorrow, im sure." he smiled.

"i dont doubt it." you chuckle, knowing full well nate was joined at the hip with the triplets whenever they were home. matt stands up, going over to give his mom a hug goodbye, closely followed by chris who then comes over to you, kicking your feet playfully. you'd always had a playful relationship with chris, and you go to kick him back but he runs off into the doorway, slapping matt on the shoulders as he reaches him.

"those boys" mary-lou chuckles at the side of you, and you turn around in time to see her sit at the side of you. "are you okay, my love?" she asks now, and you nod.

"im just tired, and the thought of them all yapping is sending me into another dimension."

she laughs at your words, throwing her head back, and you can't help but laugh with her. once a soft silence falls between you both, you reaches over to the arm rest of the couch and picks up the remote.

"so, i've been watching that show you love" she says now, giving you a smile, and you can't help the excited squeal that overcomes you.

"gilmore girls?" you say.

it was your favourite show, especially when you were home in boston. it had a nostalgic feel that couldn't be replicated anywhere else.

"yes" she chuckles, before the familiar netflix sound fills the living area. "im just about to start season two."

you beam. "my favourite season."

and so the work you were going to do goes out the window, as mary-lou grabs you a blanket, throwing it across your legs as she presses play on the last episode she was on. a soft feeling washing over you as you snuggle down, watching your favourite show.

you were asleep before matt came back home. the evening drawing in, the soft glow of the tv and the candles around you, the warmth of the triplets childhood home. the adrenaline from the day had had you tired beyond belief. but mary-lou let you sleep as she sat at the side of you, your head lulled on the back of the couch and the blanket spread across you.

you didn’t stir when the triplets came back home, and mary-lou hushed them as they came bounding into the living area where you both sat. the minute matt saw you, his face turned into a smile.

“how long as she been asleep?” he whispered, taking in your peaceful face. nick bounded across and sat next to his mom, who engulfed him in a one arm hug, and chris took place on the floor, resting his back against the couch and pulling out his phone.

“why am i not shocked you’re both sat here watching this?” he says.

mary lou chuckles before looking back to matt. “for the past hour”

he smiled, before he slowly sat down beside you, accidentally brushing his knee against yours.

you woke with a startle, looking up at him, before looking around the room. all eyes were on you apart from chris, who was sat not far on his phone, and you let out a smile as you stretched out your neck.

lifting up your foot, you reach chris’ hands perfectly and gently knock them with your foot, startling him so his phone falls out his hands. everyone erupts into laughter as chris lets out a ‘fuck’ before he turns around and grabs your ankle, pulling you slightly so you shift down the couch.

mary-lou swats his hand away whilst matt yells his brothers name, and you can only laugh.

“your girlfriends annoying as shit, bro” chris says, a joking grin on his face.

you shift your position back to where you were just a second before, finally turning around to face your boyfriend.

“hey, tired girl” he says, and you can’t help but let out a yawn. he chuckles as he leans forward, placing a soft kiss to your lips.

nick and chris have started talking to their mom, and their voices fill the room as matt picks up the blanket, positioning himself right next to you before his arm comes around your shoulder, pulling you into his side before placing the blanket over the both of you.

“cookies are in the kitchen” he whispers, as you wrap your arm around his waist, leaning your head against his chest.

“thank you” you whisper, squeezing his side slightly before lifting your head again to look at him. “sorry i didn’t come.”

he smiles. “doesn’t matter. are you okay?”

“never better” you beam, before laying your head back down on his chest.

the rest of the evening is spent lazily watching your favourite show, jimmy coming to join you not long after. you’re too tired to engage in conversation, but you can’t help the laughs that escape as you listen to your favourite family chat amongst themselves, your boyfriends hands running strokes up and down your arm the entire time.

[nfr-girly]

Come back to me ~ Ted lasso x reader Part 2

pt 1

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Summary: 5 years ago you and Ted confessed your feelings for each-other before he left for Kansas knowing you and him would never be able to be together, what happens when he suddenly comes back to coach Richmond again?

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you look at him, trying to figure out what he’s doing here, scarily, you think you know

Ted looks at you, with a small smile on his face, he knows the conversation you two are about to have will be hard, but he can’t help but feel happy he’s there with you

“Can I come in?” He asks

You take a moment before nodding, he enters and you lock the door after him

You two look at each-other, not sure what to say, you want to run into his arms so bad, you want to kiss him for hours, you want to yell at him for leaving you, you want to cry because you still love him after 5 years

Finally, you speak. “Ted, what are you doing here?”

He looks at you, unsure on what your response will be to what he’s about to say

“I uh- I’m the new coach for Richmond”

~~

“So we’ll all meet the new coach and get to know him a bit before introducing him to the team yeah?” Keeley asks Rebecca

“Oo yes, Roy wants us to meet him in the coaches office with with Nate, beard and Higgins”

“How you feeling about it?” Keeley asks

She takes in a deep breath before answering “a little nervous I won’t lie, but from what I’ve heard about him I think he’ll be a nice match for the team”

“That’s fair. God I wish Ted was still doing it. I know it’s been 5 years but something about him was just.. I mean he was perfect!” Keeley says

“Trust me I know, I haven’t spoken to him in a little while to be honest. I was absolutely devastated when he left though.”

they continue walking until they reach the coaches office

“Hi everyone” Rebecca says

“Hi you okay?” Nate asks

“Yes thank you, anyone feeling nervous?”

Nate and beard nod their heads, while Roy and Higgins share knowing glances

“You’re such an ass for not telling me who it is ya know” Keeley smiles as she kisses Roy on the cheek

Roy chuckles “Trust me you’ll like him, really”

“So what’s the plan then boss?” Beard speaks up

“Well we’ll get talking for him for a bit, get to know him, then introduce him to the team, deal?”

Everyone nods their head, the conversation flows, a few mentions of Ted are passed around, guesses of who the coach may be

Suddenly a gasp is heard

Rebecca turns to Keeley who looks.. almost horrified?

She turns to see what Keeley is looking at, when Rebecca drops her phone out of shock

“Hey y’all”

“TED!!” Keeley bolts toward Ted and he has a second to respond before she jumps into his arms

he laughs, “hey Keeley how you doin’?”

“OH MY GOD TED WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??!??” Keeley is out of his arms now and is borderline shouting

Ted looks up at Roy before looking back down, but before he can answer, Keeley starts figuring things out

“Wait… don’t tell me.. are you the new coach!!!!!”

Ted chuckles “yeah possibly”

she squeals and hugs him again even tighter, Roy has to pull her away from him so he doesn’t suffocate

Ted goes to greet everyone, beard keeping calm until it’s his turn to say hi, and almost immediately knocks over Ted

Rebecca on the other hand is staying behind. Finally, Ted goes over to her

“Hey boss. I-I know this isn’t what you expected but… I love this job, I love the team, I love the players, and I’d kick myself over and over if I never came back. I wanna be part of this club again, if you’ll have me”

Ted doesn’t need to wait for an answer as she steps forward and hugs him

“Oh Ted, of course I’ll have you” she feels herself getting teary, but holds it back

He chuckles, “thanks boss”

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“Wait what??”

You aren’t sure if you heard him correctly

“Yeah, I-I’m sorry I didn’t know if you knew or not but I figured I’m come over and tell you”

“no- no it’s okay, I didn’t know.. um do you want to come in?”

Ted looks at you almost relieved, before nodding

You let him inside and close the door, he looks around the apartment, almost trying to find something

“So, what made you come back?” You don’t mean to sound rude, but you can’t help to ask

“Well uh.. Michelle’s having some problems with Jacob, and I guess they didn’t want to get Henry involved so he started to live with me, but ya know i was looking for some coaching jobs when Henry actually suggested moving over here” he chuckled

“I was worried at first I mean, he already spent three years with me over here, but, y/n it’s really bad over there.”

you knew he was talking about Michelle, you wanted to comfort him in some way, but you stood still

“So I called up Rebecca, we talked for about a month, and here i am.”

“Well Ted, it’s really really nice to have you back” you smile up at him

He stopped frowning and smiled at you.

“Thank you. I’m happy to be here”

You both take a moment, you try to figure out what he’s thinking and can’t form any thoughts

“So uh- how have you been? I bet a lots happened in five years” he laughs

You chuckle, “well not much to be honest, though I wrote an article a while ago which got a lot of attention” I say proudly

“You’re kidding! That’s amazing you’ll have to send me it so I can read it”

Ted has to hold himself from telling you he’s already read it.

You two settle and talk for almost an hour, catching up on small details and gossiping. The conversation flows like no time has gone by.

There’s a tension in the air though, both of you can feel it and neither of you are sure who’s gonna break it

*11pm*

Ted checks his watch, “jeez, it’s getting late now and we’ve both got work so maybe I should head off” he chuckles

You nod and both get up, trying to be as slow as possible, neither of you want to part. You lead him to the door and he hugs you

You two stay like that for a minute before pulling away, “I’ll see you tomorrow then?” Ted says

“See you coach” you say

Ted smiles and heads out the door, but doesn’t even go past the next door before he comes running back

“Okay this is ridiculous are we seriously not gonna talk about it?”

You know what he’s talking about, you can’t kid him

“I wasn’t sure if you wanted to” Ted backs down and feels slightly bad for his sudden approach

“I do. Of course I do. Listen I- I’m just gon’ say it, I still love you. A lot.”

You widen your eyes slightly in shock but continue to listen

“It’s crazy how I do, I mean it’s been 5 years. And trust me I’ve done my fair share of random tinder dates that led to depressing sex afterwards. But every time I see something on my phone about you, I just go back to the starting line. Do you know how many times Keeley sends me photos of you? it fucks me up man”

you smile slightly at his last lin

“I’ll be honest I came here not knowing if you were even married or not, hell I was expecting a newborn on your hip or somethin’. I know you probably don’t feel the way you felt anymore and I understand that. Don’t get me wrong I know it’ll be awkward for a while but I needed to tell you cause this is killing me”

You think for a moment before responding

“Ted, I do still have feelings for you”

Teds eyebrows raise and he takes a moment

“I’m sorry what?”

You laugh “I still love you, truth be told”

Ted stares at you for a second before smiling

“Oh. Well that’s good then- I wasn’t expecting that”

you two laugh and stay silent for a minute

“You’re not just saying that are you? Cause I don’t exactly know if you know this but you are very much out of my league. You know- you’re young, beautiful, smart, you’re confident. You’ve got a whole life ahead of you while I’ve already lived half of mine-“

Ted can’t get another word out before you pull his face in and connect your lips

He’s taken back for a millisecond before he leans in and grabs you by the waist, you two completely forgetting you’re in the doorway and miss an old couples stare

after a moment you two pull away to catch your breath

“Hey” he says

“Hi” you smile at him

“Would you wanna go on a date with me sometime? I’ll take you to dinner”

“I’d like that” you say

“Great. You know Henry really wants to see you again, I may or may not have talked about you to him” Ted says, embarrassed

You chuckle, “well maybe we can have dinner at yours, if you want”

“Oh I’d like that very much” Ted says before pulling you in again

you two couldn’t be more happier than this moment, all the pain of being apart for years are forgotten as you plan to focus on your future.

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big apologies pt 2 took so long 😖 (tagged everyone who interacted with pt 1 in case they want to read pt 2)

🏷️ @drummergetwicked @northern-typist @sunflowers-are-heaven @readergf

[sunsturns]

in which: chris and matt end up fighting over a girl after a game, which one will she choose?

content warnings: blood, making out, no smut, how do i say she chooses both?, not a threesome tho lol she just a cheater, more focused on matt than chris.

wc: 1.8k

𝓦hen you decided to attend one of matt and chris' hockey game, you didn't excpect it to come to this. the two were full on fighting in the rink, and it was all because of you. the only reason you knew that was because of all the things the two were screaming at each other that echoed the ring.

you watched through the boarder between the audience and the players as nate had attempted to pull the two apart, only getting pushed away in the process. chris then ripped off matt's helmet, and forced him to the ground, continuously punching him in the face until he was finally ripped apart from his brother.

matt laid there defeated on the ice for a second trying to collect himself as chris was brought over to the opposite side of the rink by one of the referees. it was the end of the game and the team was supposed to be celebrating their win, but that wasn't going to happen anymore and it was all because of you.

you watched as matt had skated off back into the locker room. while, on the other hand, chris, the champion, had skated towards one of the gates, clearly looking for you. he was clearly excited to tell her all about how he fought for you and won.

when you noticed what chris was doing, you started making your way over to the gate, greeting the winner of the fight that they held for you. honestly, you hated that it had come down to that, not making it your goal to pull the brothers apart.

"did you see that?!" his face was frozen and flushed with red. his breathing was heavy and honestly you don't think you've ever seen someone look so hot before.

"you beating the fuck out of your brother? yeah." how could you forget? it happened like five minutes ago.

"it wasn't that bad, he'll be fine." chris rolled his eyes, hating how you were bringing up his brother right now after he had just lost... it made him feel like you didn't appreciate what he did, so he tried asking you for reassurance. "are you proud? i fought for you."

"so proud. and thank you. i just wish it wasn't your brother."

and there you went again, mentioning his brother. it made him start to put the pieces together, asking, what he originally thought to be an outrageous question, but he felt like he needed to know. "why? you don't actually like him, don't you?"

you were quick to dismiss his claims, walking right up to him and running your hands behind his sweaty neck. you looked him in the eyes so tenderly before speaking, "no, that's crazy, chris... after all, you did win."

"i did." was all he said before he couldn't control himself anymore, placing his hands down the small of your back and pressing a passionate kiss upon your lips. he was already so hot from the game he just worked his ass off in and the fight he had just finished that the heat from the kiss was causing him to feel like he was on fire.

he loved it when you tussled his hair and pulled on some of the back pieces. it was like heaven kissing you. though, you had to remember that you two were still very much in public, causing you to pull away from him before it went too far. his lips were starting to swell and had left over gloss from when you fixed up your lips right before the fight.

you looked into his love-shot eyes before whispering, "i have to go, i'll talk to you later, okay?"

"okay... one more? please?" his pleas were always your favorite and you could never find it in yourself to say no to him, plus it was just a little kiss, right?

you placed your lips onto his one last time for the evening, letting the perfect moment linger before you tried to pull away again. chris waited a few more second before finally letting you go, a huge smile forming on both of your faces before you turned to head to the women's room.

little did chris know, you were actually on your way to the locker room to check in on matt. were you actually allowed back there? probably not. did you care? absolutely not.

when you swung open the door, you searched the room like there was no tomorrow. your eyes landing on multiple guys who were actively taking off all their hockey gear, as they turned to see who just entered the locker room. the look of shock fell upon each and every one of their faces. a girl was in the locker room. their locker room.

though you hardly cared about the irrelevant boys that were staring at you. your interest was in the boy who had his back towards you and his head held low in his hands. a big "4" was plastered on the back of his jersey along with his last name at the top.

you cautiously made her your over to him, delicately running your hand through his hair when you were close enough. fear struck his body as he turned to see who it was touching his hair. his jaw fell slack, he just couldn't believe who was standing in front of him.

when you got a better look at his face, you noticed his lip was busted from when chris ripped off his helmet to get a better hit. you flinched at the thought of replaying it in your head again. moving his hair out of his face, you also noticed a line of blood running from his forehead down the side of his face.

you pulled out a paper towel that you picked up on the way here, out of your pocket. after quickly running it under water from the sink nearby, you softly pressed it to the line of blood drying on his face. he looked up at you with eyes full of love. well, he had just faught his own brother for you, how could he not love you. and now you were cleaning up his mess.

he fell into the moment, feeling the desperate need to rest his hands on your hips, absentmindedly pulling you down to sit on his lap. "well, this is a bit more comfortable." you said with a smile on your face as you moved the paper towel now to his busted lip. he hissed as he immediately felt the pain shoot through his body, squeezing your waist in response.

you'd be lying if she said this didn't turn you on a little bit.

"ouch." he finally said when you decided to remove the towel for a second to flip it around, now placing the cleaner side upon his lip. he closed his eyes as he felt the inevitable sting.

"does it hurt still?" you asked him, knowing damn well it still hurt, or else he wouldn't be gripping onto you like his life depended on it.

he let out a shallow breath, "yes."

you suddenly noticed how majority of the people who were in the locker room had left, just leaving the two of you, for the most part, alone. "do you want me to kiss it?" you proposed, looking into his eyes, they now had a desperate kind of glint to them. he wanted you to kiss him, really bad.

"yes, please." you kinda thought it was funny how the two of them pleaded with the same kind of please. it sounded exactly the same and you couldn't ever bring yourself to deny either of them.

accepting his response, you put the towel down on the bench next to him, holding his chin in your hand before softly pressing you lips against his. you didn't want to hurt him though he still winced the second your mouths collided. he soon forgot his pain once he got lost in the feeling of having you in his grasp. this is exactly what he had faught for.

as if you were able to read his mind, you pulled away for a second, asking, "was it really worth it?" as you pushed back a piece of his sweaty hair out of his face. you could stare at his post game complexion all day any day and it still would be the hottest you've ever seen him. even with the busted lip and mid-formed black eye, he still managed to take your breath away with how perfect her looked.

"every second." he said confidently, before you greedily placed your lips back onto his, causing him to squeeze the skin in his hands once more from the aches of pain. you kissed him for what felt like minutes when only a few seconds had passed.

apparently the kiss wasn't short enough because the door to the locker room suddenly slammed open. matt was the only one who had noticed between the two of you, and he honestly couldn't care less about who walked in on this right now, especially chris.

"what the actual fuck?" the voice that echoed thoughout the locker room caused your head to shoot up in fear. there was no way you were hearing chris' voice while you were sitting on top of matt. which reminded you, and immediately you jumped off of matt's lap as quickly as you could.

matt was confused on why you cared so much if chris saw you guys or not. yeah, he had technically won the fight and all but that had nothing to do with it. did it?

he looked between you and chris with utter confusion, waiting for an explanation. you knew this is what you deserved but nothing could have prepared you for the feeling of actually being caught.

and like another smack in the face to you, chris looked at his brother and stated what was now evident for him, "you idiot! she's getting with both of us!

NOTES ! 🫐

this is not something id write Imfao but i got the idea from my friends on wattpad and immediately was like "this belongs on tumblr instead" so here i am 😭

[lovesodakid]

sworn to secrecy 3

chris sturniolo x fem!reader

1 2 4 5 6

summary: chris and y/n have known each other, pretty much their whole lives. y/n has always had a crush on chris. chris always viewed y/n as ‘nate’s little sister’ until one day, he realized, she wasn’t so little anymore…which nate sees..in which. he does not approve of whatsoever. (“brothers best friend trope”)

warnings: heavy mentions of toxic household (pretty detailed). shouldn’t be anything else

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“Y/N! get your ass down here now!” i hear my dad yelling from downstairs.

i quickly run out of my bedroom, to downstairs. once i reach the bottom of the staircase, i see my mom, dad, and nate all in the kitchen.

as soon as he hears me, my dads eyes land on me the second my foot touches the kitchen floor.

“well well now,” he begins. “y/n…why don’t you tell your whore of a mother-what a slut she is.” he speaks loudly, body swaying back and forth.

my eyes widen as i look over to nate, who also shares the same look as me, but his eyes are directed to my dad, who’s holding my mom by her hair as her knees are planted on the floor.

“a-what?” i ask, tears threatening to form on my waterline.

“she’s too young to know what that means!” my mom’s voice breaks in sobs.

my dads eyes quickly shoot to mine.“well..y/n. it means your mother here, decided to have an affair with her boss.” he speaks, almost condescendingly as he slurs his words.

“i-“

i shoot up out of bed, sweating bullets as i pick my phone up to check the time: 4:32am. i set my phone down, letting out a hard breath as i rub my hands over my face. the memory i thought had been blocked out by my brain, resurfacing. i was 9 when it happened. that was the worse i had ever seen my dad, and he was of course, drunk that night. thankfully, it hasn’t been that bad sense. but he still has his moments. like tonight persay.

once i realize how excruciatingly dry my throat is, i push nick’s comforter off of me, taking a glance at his peaceful state. his lips slightly parted, letting out soft-quiet snores here and there. i smile softly, glad that one of us is having a good night sleep.

i place my feet on the flooring of his bedroom, making my way out of his room. causing the floor to squeak a couple times. once i turn my head back, making sure i didn’t wake nick up, i make my way to the bathroom.

after splashing my face with cold water a couple of times, i grab a towel and dry it while taking a couple deep breaths in and out. i stare at myself in the mirror for a second, before walking out of the bathroom, heading downstairs.

-

the second i reach the kitchen, i immediately make a b-line for the fridge, grabbing a cold water from the fridge, downing it.

“what are you doing up?”

“oh my-!” i quickly turn my body around, shutting the fridge door as my eyes come in contact with an icy blue pair. an icy blue i could stare into for hours on end.

“you good?” chris asks.

i quickly clear my throat. “yeah-sorry. just scared me, that’s all.” i say, realizing i didn’t even see him sitting at the island counter when i came in here.

“sorry kid.” he laughs. “but why are you awake?”

“i-um..i just had a nightmare. that’s all.” i say, slowly making my way to the island counter. once i reach it, i lean my elbows on it, as he sits across from me on a stool.

“ahhh,” he hums. “wanna talk about it?” he asks cautiously.

i quickly shake my head ‘no’ as i look down at the marble design of the counter.

we both sit in silence for a minute. it’s a comfortable silence. just both of us enjoying each others company, until chris clears his throat to speak again.

“well..if you ever wanna talk, just don’t forget im here. okay?” he speaks softly as he looks up at me.

i slowly nod as i return the glance.

silence takes over us once again. except this time, it feels a little different as we’re staring into each others eyes. neither one of us daring to look away. for a second, i think his eyes may have dilated, but its dark in the kitchen and im half asleep so, who knows.

although that’s quickly broken when we hear a third voice enter the kitchen.

“hey chris-y/n?” nate says. “what are you doing?”

im quickly broken out of the hypnotization from chris’s eyes, as mine make my way to my brother.

“i..had a nightmare.” i softly speak.

“what about?” he asks as he walks more into the kitchen, now standing beside me.

“um, nothing much.” i lie. “just one enough to wake me up.”

nate’s eyebrows furrow as he seemingly tries to read my face. “well, you should go back to bed. we have school in the morning.”

i nod as i tell both him and chris goodnight.

as i walk out of the kitchen, i make my way to the stairs. i hear chris and nate mumbling about something, but i can’t make out any words.

-

as soon as i’m back in nick’s room, i climb back into his bed, laying next to him as i let the warmness of the comforter coat my body, almost lulling me back to sleep in a way.

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a/n: this one’s a lil more deep, which i apologize. but we’re kind of getting somewhere 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ sorry these chapters have been so short !!

[m4ttsturn]

my brother's best friend (part 4)

pt 1 pt 2 pt 3

pairing: Matt Sturniolo x reader

summary: you find yourself falling for your brother's best friend

warnings: use of y/n, fem arousal, kissing, swearing (let me know if I need any others)

(not proofread)

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as soon as we get home I decide to take a shower, wanting to rid myself of the rest of the sand that's stuck all over my body. I turn the water on, letting it warm up as I undress myself and brush out my hair. I step under the shower head, the almost scorching water relieving my muscles. I pour shampoo into my hand and start massaging it into my hair.

my mind begins to wander, depictions of Matt appearing. my face flushes. i attempt to rid myself if the thoughts, but nothing is working. I think about how Matt's body felt pressed against me when I jumped on him. I imagine what it would feel like to press his lips against my own; what it would feel like to have his hands running down my body. a familiar feeling stems in the pit of my stomach and my heart rate begins to fluctuate.

a knock on the door snaps me out of the trance. Nate's voice filling my ears "hey y/n, we're going to an escape room. you wanna come?" "uh, no thanks" I respond, doing my best to make sure my voice isn't shaky. "okay well call me if you need anything" "I will, have fun"

once I hear Nate's footsteps receding from the door I let out a breath. I finish up the rest of my shower quickly, embarrassed by the whole situation. I get out and dry myself off with a towel before putting on a clean pair of clothes, doing my best to ignore the demanding ache between my legs.

I walk out of the bathroom and into the living room. the sight of Matt on the couch only making the ache more intense. "oh hey, I thought you went with Nate?" I speak, clearly confused. "didn't really feel like it, I'm a little tired from the beach and the one they're going to is going to take forever" I hum in response, taking a seat on opposite end of the couch.

After about 30 minutes of just scrolling on my phone I let out a huff, which draws Matt's attention to me. "what's up?" "nothing, I'm just bored" I reply. "honestly, me too. you want to do anything?" the thoughts from the shower flood my brain which causes my cheeks to heat up. "uhh we could make cookies or something" he seems to think for a moment before nodding and getting up from the couch.

Matt walks into the kitchen and I follow after him. I watch as he pulls out a box of premade cookie dough from the fridge. "oh no no, we're making them from scratch" I tell him "fine, but if they come out bad it's not my fault" he says as he puts the cookie dough back in the fridge. I smile at him before turning to the cupboard and pulling out the ingredients.

I set them out on the counter and heading over to grab the mixing bowls from the cabinet. I sigh as I realize that Nate put them on the top shelf. I step on my tippy toes, but I still can't grab them. suddenly Matt presses his front to my back, reaching above me to grab the bowls. I turn to him and mumble a quick thank you, moving away from him and setting the bowls on the counter before he can see my cheeks heat up.

I preheat the oven to 350 degrees and walk over to Matt, who is now standing in front of the counter waiting for something to do. I put a cup of butter into one of the mixing bowls and place it on the counter in front of Matt, along with the beater. "Okay so I need you to beat this until it turns an off-white color." Matt nods in acknowledgment and begins to beat the butter. While he's beating the butter I sift and measure out flour before placing it into a separate bowl, mixing in some baking soda.

"I'm finished with the butter, now what?" I walk over and check the butter "nice job, looks good" I praise him, which causes a smile to form on his lips. I then pour white and brown sugar into his bowl, "mix this in with the butter until it's fluffy." he immediately turns back to the bowl and begins to incorporate the sugar into the butter. I watch as his muscles flex while he stirs. He turns off the beater once he's done, drawing my attention.

I then crack an egg into his bowl and add some vanilla extract. he begins working on mixing in the new ingredients. now that everything in the bowl is now thoroughly combined I add in the four mixture. He turns to me, once again, as he finishes. I then pour the chocolate chips into the dough and knead them in. I move the bowl over to where I set up a pan with parchment paper, using a cooking scoop to put them onto the tray. Once I'm done I slide the pan into the oven.

"okay now all we have to do is wait 12 minutes" I smile happily, he smiles as well. I begin to clean up the flour before deciding to throw some at Matt, laughing. He gasps and chuckles a little before grabbing a handful himself. I shriek before running away from him, still laughing. He chases after me and we run all across the house, trailing flour everywhere. I stop abruptly to catch my breath, this causes Matt to slam into me. I fall and Matt lands on top of me.

both of us laugh since flour is now all over both of us. Matt seems to notice our closeness first, stopping his laughter. my heart skips a beat as he stares into my eyes. my eyes flicker down to his lips before I speak "Matt-" my sentence is cut of as I feel his lips on mine. the feeling was absolutely intoxicating. one of my hands travel up to his hair as I kiss him back, butterflies bursting in my stomach.

Matt bites down gently on my bottom lip and I can't stop myself from moaning. he presses his tongue into my mouth. I pull him closer to me as he wraps his hand around my waist, our tongues now fighting for dominance. I trail my other hand under his shirt, causing him to let out a moan.

the oven timer dings, bringing us back to reality. Matt pulls away quickly and I whine at the sudden loss of contact. he gets off of me and pulls down his shirt, walking away. I follow after him. I see him walking into the kitchen, he pulls the cookies out of the oven before slamming it closed and putting his hands on his head. "Matt?" he shakes his head at me " we shouldn't have done that" "why? was it that bad?" I look up at him, my eyes full of sorrow. he looks me in my eyes and I can see many different emotions flash across his face. "no no, I didn't mean it like that, fuck, y/n you're Nate's little sister, we can't be doing this."

"he doesn't have to find out, I won't say anything" I say undoubtedly. he shakes his head, "I can't do that to Nate." I nod, unhappy with his response but understanding it. we both start to clean up the flour mess. not saying another word to each other for the rest of the night.

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a/n: sorry this part took so long to get out, I've been studying for exams. anyway do you guys like the the colors with the dialogue or should I switch it back to just white?

[sunnyie-eve]

46 | Sis

Series: Unexpected

Paring: (Matt Sturniolo x OFC Brock!) (Chris Sturniolo x OFC Brock!)

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: none

| MASTERLIST |

"I already told Dani and Justin this morning." Matt tells Nick and Chris.

"Where is Justin and Dani?" Chris asks.

"He took her out for breakfast. They said they will hangout while we're with Nate." Matt explains where they were.

"That's nice."

At the moment with Justin and Dani at breakfast, Justin was studying Dani as she ate and played with her food. He could tell there was a shift in her and he couldn't put his finger on it.

"How has it been at home?" He asks her.

"Good." She can't help but smile a bit.

"You know I'm good at keeping secrets." He adds so she looks up at him.

"Okay?" She raises an eyebrow.

"I'm a 10 on a scale from 1 to 10." He lets her know so she just nods her head. "Just tell me." He begs her.

"Tell you what?"

"You and Matt." He says so she rolls her eyes, "I knew something was different! You two are together now!"

"Would you not be so loud." She glares at him as she shushes him, "And maybe we are but keep it to yourself unless you are talking to Matt, me, or your mother." She tells him.

"My mom knows?"

"Yes, because she's good at keeping secrets so you better be too. Or I swear to God, Justin." She gives him a look and he knew she was being serious.

"I promise, sis."

~ The Guys~

"Do you guys remember one time when I was peeing in the backyard. And a fucking bug landed on my dick." Chris brings up and Nick and Matt have no memory of that, "Cause I took a video, I was recording a video." He says and they give him a look, "Not of my penis of my face."

"Shh, stop saying the word penis so loud." Nick tells him.

"Penis!" Matt says louder for fun.

Matt gives Chris the camera so he could put his all into yelling it once and they try to shush him, "No, no, no, no, Matt." Chris laughs.

"PENIS!" Matt tells with his whole chest then laughs.

"Dani is never gonna like you... If you keep acting like that." Nate jokes as Matt jogs past him.

"Matt, you're ruining the vibes." Nick tells him.

"We gotta work on him for Dani." Chris adds, talking to Nate.

"I don't need to be worked on because Dani likes me how I am." Matt tells the two, "I'm her buddy."

"You need to be her boyfriend." Chris tells him so Matt looks back at him shocked.

"Dude, when are you gonna stop with that shit?" Matt asks him.

"Whenever you two get together." Chris smiles so Matt rolls his eyes.

~

"So... After we eat." Nick started but he was still chewing.

"We go get Dani." Matt jumps in to tell the viewers.

"We miss her." Nick adds.

"We can't do it... Without her." Matt makes Nick laughs.

"But no, we feel bad. She's stuck with our parents alone and bored. Sucks." Nick explains why they were gonna go get her.

"You also need to remember that our parents love her though. So remember, she's not helpless and awkward there alone. But we're still getting her so she can have fun and get to know Nate more." Matt explains, "He's gotta be like a brother to her too."

Nate laughs, "I get that."

In the car before they head off Chris explains to the viewers that they weren't forcing Nate to agree to have Dani over with them. "She's got this thing that's-," Nate starts but is cut off by Matt.

"You get it too."

"Where you just know you'll get along." Nick adds getting what they meant.

"And she's like part of you guys now." Nate also adds.

"She is part of our family now which some fans hate. Our best friend/unwanted sister." Matt adds to that.

"Hey, I've always wanted a sister." Nick speaks up.

When Dani joins the four, she fits right in with them. Hell, Nate treated her like he's known her just as long as the guys. "I have faith in y'all." Dani keeps her distance as they try to get a bug that was on the curtains.

"Don't like violently shake it."

"It's going up!" Matt yells.

"Good job guys." Dani applauds them as they stood there in disbelief.

"Oh, oh, oh my God." Chris was shocked.

"Okay, so that didn't work." Nate tells them.

Nick gets the cane and finds the bug trying to kill it against the wall and when it falls to the floor they couldn't find it at first. Matt kept saying it was dead until it started to move. As soon as it moved all the guys were yelling. Even Chris and Nate ran Dani over, knocking her to the floor as they jumped up onto the couch.

"We ran Dani over." Nate laughs as she looked up at them from the floor on her ass.

"Run the little one over!"

"Gotta save ourselves." Chris also laughs.

"I can't believe you guys." She gets up.

"I'm sorry." Chris apologizes.

"I got tears in my eyes." Nate wipes his eyes as Nick takes the camera from Chris.

"We moved away so fast we ran Dani over." Chris explains to them and the viewers.

"I hate y'all."

~

"Look who's finally back. It's Dani." Nick starts the car video.

"Yeah, I thought I'd come back to bug them." She jokes around, "Plus the constant begging..." She rolls her eyes playfully.

"I never begged you to come back." Matt looks at her through the mirror before turning back to look at her, "Never."

"That is such a lie! You were worse than Chris at wanting me to come back."

"She's not lying." Chris agrees with her.

"Yeah, but you love me more than Chris." Matt smiles.

"Sure... Keep dreaming."

"You heard her." Chris gives him a smile.

"I will." Matt smiles even bigger, "I will make sure I'm her number one."

"Matt." Chris laughs surprised how he was acting.

"Dude, you are losing it lately." Dani laughs at him surprised he was acting this way too in a car video, "You're starting to scare me."

"Boohoo, get over it."

"You keep acting like that, I will put Chris before you." Dani says making him laugh.

"You know, I actually deserve that." Chris tells Matt, "After what happened."

"Ha!" Matt lets out tossing his head back.

"You could take that title, Chris." Dani leans forward more, "We got that crackhead bond." She adds.

"The duo everyone hates together." Chris sees the vision.

[iloveapplejacks]

WET DREAMZ P2

Inspired by Wet Dreamz by J.Cole

“The teacher always got mad so we passed notes

It started off so innocent

She had a vibe and a ***** started diggin' it

I was a youngin' straight crushin' tryna play this shit cool

But a ***** couldn't wait to get to school”

P1 P3 P4

It was English class and Chris was sat with Matt and Nate

Although he wasn't paying much attention to their conversation, his ears pricked when he heard Y/N’s name.

"The new girl is so bad bruh" nate exclaims stretching out his 'so'

"Bro I would tap that any day" Matt says

Both boys noticing that they suddenly caught Chris’ interest, turned to him

"Ain't she in your math class?" Nate asks, Matt leaning in slightly

"Yeah, Y/N is cool" Chris shrugs, wanting to say more but holding himself back.

Truth is, Y/N was more than cool.

In fact she was just perfect and it may have been the intense lust speaking but Chris really wanted her.

"Damn bro, well can you put in a good word with me?I'm tryna see a lil sumn"Nate laughs

"I don't know tbh, don't really know her" Chris shrugs

He knew what he was doing was selfish but he knew that All the girls fell at Nate’s feet and for once, just once he wanted one girl to fall at his feet.

So if that came at the cost of being a little selfish, then so be it.

Nate turned around to reply but the bell signalling the end of the lesson interrupted him.

Chris begins putting his books into his bag and puts it onto his back.

Grabbing his phone and earphones, and beginning to make his way out of the classroom

"Chris!" Someone shouts, causing him to turn around to see who was calling him.

He sees Y/N running over to him and once she reaches him she stops

"Hey Y/N" he says smiling

"We got math, let's go" she chuckles looping her arms with his and beginning to walk.

This catches him by surprise and he looks around to see everyone in the hall way staring at them with shock

the two began walking together until Nate stood in front of them

More specifically, Y/N

"Hey I'm Nate" he says flirtatiously holding his hand out for Y/N to shake

"Y/N" she smiles shaking his hand causing Chris to roll his eyes

"what you heading bro?" nate asks raising an eyebrow to him "Math, matter fact, we are kinda late so if you don't mind." Chris says shooting Nate a fake smile

He loved Nate like a brother but he knew that if he wanted to stand a chance to get to know Y/N Then he'd need to be selfish

"Okay well, I'll see you later, and Y/N it was lovely to meet you" Nate winks at Y/N before moving out of their way

After Nate’s departure, Y/N links her arms with Chris

"It's math time Christopher" she giggles, causing Chris to laugh loudly as the two continued to walk.

They both got to their math class and sat in their usual seats and immediately started laughing and bickering.

“You do realise that i’m teaching math lesson?" Mr Martinez yells frustratedly

"Ok I've had enough, Chris move to the front, and

Y/N move 2 seats down" he instructed

Both of them muttered something to themselves as they moved to where Mr Martinez instructed them to

Once they did, Chris kept calling for Y/N across the room

Both continued to talk to each other via notes for the remainder of the class and before they knew it, the bell signalling the end of the school day rang

"You're all dismissed but Y/N and Chris, I'd like to talk to you for a moment" mr martinez says

Y/N and chris looked at each other with confusion and waited until the class emptied out before walking over to mr martinez

"Now you're both very bright students who I enjoy teaching but you have to cut out this chatter" he says and both nod understandingly

"I just want you both to do really well in this class and that requires a bit of listening, so please I don't want to talk to the both of you about this again" he continues, the two muttering a 'yes sir!

"Okay you're both dismissed”

STOP I ACTUALLY DONT KMOW WHAT IM DOING RN but this song is one of my favorite so why not continue the good stuff is coming soon promise 🙏🏼

[mercymermaid]

i never made my live reaction to taking back fazbear's, and i just watched virus, so a two-in-one

holyyyyyy shit this series is a wild fucking ride

cut for spoilers obviously

time to watch taking back fazbear's

“you guys are a lot shorter in person” nate you are my favorite man

okay so i wasn’t gonna make a reaction thing. but.

“i am not a taxi driver for a bunch of puppets” THE FUCKING. UBER THING. FROM THE OG MUSICAL. FBAHEHJKFAJKHRVSSKHRJVJKHDRV “i’m the uber driver for a bunch of puppets 🥰🥰”

oh my god and he like worked at the pizza place back in the day in the og musical

oooooough why did i put off watching this? because i knew i would need to rant

i recognize that blood and tears piano

damn okay baby you have some insane anger issues but tbf can’t blame you

“glad i’ll never see them again” oh sweetie

uhhhhhh lhhhhh we’re losing the camerasssss

“something’s in there with them” so i want you to take a look at this series elizabeth and tell me why you think that is a revolutionary realization

“what if we’re the only ones left” NO BONNIE DON’T GIVE UP HOPE BABY

together we are fnaf ahh moment

THIS IS OUR MOMENT 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

top 10 rappers eminem is afraid to diss

oh my god all the og musical references like the guy through a wall and fake names and the pictures on the wall like mark with a mangle mask and afton and mark nate and aj following freddy and super freddy and aj being killed and the flamethrower chainsaw and springtrap chasing bb

HECK NO 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

LET HIM COOK

bonnie babes you didn’t get the memo

“we’re taking back fazbear’s” but they got soloed by glitchtrap in web of lies which is why they’re here in the first place

PUPPETTTTTTT

what did bonnie just call elizabeth it sounded like uwuzabeth

don’t do magnets kids

a little less commentary this episode it seems

SPRINGTRAP MY BOY WHAT DID THEY DO TO YOU

I’M FREDDY FAZBEAR AND THIS IS MY RESTARAUNT

EAT THAT

THE BOMB THE BOMB

still curious about what the fuck afton was trying to do

is he trying to destroy evidence of him murdering everyone??? and cut off his hands so they can’t trace it or smth…….?

i thought the bomb was gonna go off i didn’t see the one 💀

uh oh is that glitchtrap or afton in the bg

WAIT

IS HE GONNA EXPLODE SPRINGTRAP?? WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU WILLIAM

oh he got grabbed that’s glitchtrap because somebody CUT HIS HANDS OFF

my big bunny eyeballs

ouch that stings coming from a chicken in a bib 💅💅🧚🧚✨✨

YOUR STYLE SUCKS

tough crowd

AT LEAST ONCE MORE 🗣️🗣️‼️‼️

now i’m curious.. how many times do i have to kill you?

as much as he’s an asshole, glitch kinda slays

FREDDY NO

they’re so cooked

so much for “no commentary” huh

babes what is a drill gonna do

oh wait it’s gonna disassemble glitchtrap im dumb

DAMN OKAY SHE DIDN’T DESERVE THAT

YEAH PUPPET EAT THAT BBGGGGGG

why does the puppet have to die so many goddamn times in this series he cannot catch a BREAK

that is the face of a woman who just watched her first death

YOU CANT DO THAT CLIFFHANGER WTF

oh before that chat i cannot wait to see afton again and begging for mark to return

ugh

for a treat i’ll live react to the bloopers

maybe even an aj origin story

flop

BUCKLE UP KIDS WE’RE GOING TO FAZTOWN

VRRRRRRRRR

why is foxy tweaking out

balloon boy is an icon for ruining every shot

nate looks so done

that stapler shot did sound painful

CLANG GET OUT OF MY WAY

i honestly would not be able to keep it together if i had to have a fight scene with the plate thing

“no one cooks like he does” did we forget about foxy

radio shack? ….. radio shack??

yeah this isn’t so much commentary anymore but ohhhhnwellllll

and now virus

okay actually watching the latest fnafmusical installment bc im slow and stupid

baby jumpscare

are we back on the haircut thing again glitchtrap is there something you wanna share with the class

"speaking of doing things to you-"

hold on

hold in

holding n

hold on

IM SORRY

THAT WAS HENRY????

WILLIAM WAS HENRY??????

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO WILLIAM

LAST THING I EXPDCGED WTF

OH HEBRY KILLED HIM???? HELP?????

god this thing must trigger matpat to the ends of the earth

he's been real itchy

DAMN glitch you are not family piss off

OH GLIRCHTRAP WAS WILL'S THERAPY???? OH MY GOD

HELP???? glitch babes wtf are you on kidnapping a child to use as a standin kid is crazy shit

okay glitchtrap kinda has a point like.. he's ai what the hell did will use to train him

"you're evil!" "you humans throw that word around a lot. i didn't really understand the concept at first, but the more i watched you sniveling skinbags, all your lies and hypocrisy and corruption, the more i embraced it." HE COOOKEDDDDD

glitchtrap solo song????

he's actually kinda right

okay nevermind

"you're a computerized psychopath!" "and you're killing the mood, girl scout!" BFAHHAHAHAAAA

okay tbf i see where he's coming from but like he was trained on this so-called evil so he's not any more innocent than humanity

this song slaps

okay edgelord what did william do to you

LEAVE LIZ ALONE DAMN YOU'RE GIVING HER TWENTY CONCUSSIONS

AND MAN WILL ENDURE THE DEATH OF A VIRUS AT THE HANDS OF THEEEE CUUUURRREEEEEEEE

DID HE QUOTE NATE FROM THE OG HAHAHAAAAAAA

let's save the head is crazy

GET HIS ASS SPRINGTRAP

oh nevermijd

LEAVE SPRING ALONE

DAMNN OH MY GOD

HE IS SMOKING HE IS NOT GOOD AS NEW OR BETTER

NO

SPRINGTRAP MY BABY

GO FREDDY

oh okay comfort springtrap

OH NMY GOD SPRING

"what's gotten into you?!" "ME 👹"

FREDDY PLEASE MAIN CHARACTER YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS

OH HE'S COOKED

IS THAT BAVY

BABY

NO

THE PUPPET

YESSSSS GO PUPPET

"SOMEBODY KILL THAT BEAR" DAMN BRO CHILLLL

GO LIZ

"lead by example, i guess" glitchtrap you are my favorite character despite being an asshole you are so so so quotable

"it's six am somewhere" point secured

I PAUSED TO WRITE THAT JUST AS LIZ SWUNG THE VACUUM BFAHAHHAHAAAAA

LIZ YOU GENIUS ILYSM

"is the night shift always this crazy?!" "eh, we have fun here" freddy fazbear's, everyone

handle this is WILD

"SHE'S HAVING MY BABIES" BONNIE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

BONNIE OH MY GOD YOU ICON

i love bonnie he distracted him very well

glitchtrap's voice just got twinkified those are not sounds of pain those are moans oh my god

DAMNNNNNN. OKAY LIZZZZZ

PH SHE FAILED

DUMB BITCH

"that's pretty flipping gnarly, even for me" let's not forget you zapped vanny out of existence, ordered the death of freddy fazbear, and tried to beat liz to death

OH MY GOD

HELLO

WHAT

THE CAR?

THE BOMB???

NO SHOT THAT WAS THE ENDING WTAF THAT IS THE MOST DIABOLICAL CLIFFHANGER YET OH MY GOD

BABY'S HERE

BUT SO IS THE BOMB

WHAT FNAF 6 BULLSHIT IS THIS

henry really is staying true to canon by blowing everything up ig

god i cannot wait for the full musical supercut ohhhhh my god the little glimpse is hurting me oh my god oh my god oh my god how did a little shitpost musical turn into the most cinematic series of my life oh my god

time to watch the bloopers to cope

WAIT

SO IF PHONE GUY IS HENRY AND NOT WILLIAM

IS SPRINGTRAP ACTUALLY WILLIAM?

bc i had a running joke when i first saw web of lies, that matpat must be crying bc all the characters that are william afton are all separate characters

purple guy is his own self obviously

glitchtrap, with how the mimic turned out happening, is obviously not william anyway

and now phone guy is actually henry

is springtrap gonna save the day

[bengiyo]

Ossan's Love Returns Ep 4 Stray Thoughts

Last time, Kurosawa committed to his role of mother-in-law and immediately ran into a scare that both Haruta and Maki were having affairs, Haruta with Izumi and Maki with Takegawa. Takegawa is worried about aging alone, and took his final shot with Maki. Izumi randomly kissed Haruta, so Kurosawa used his cleaning job to get a peak inside their house. However, because he is a professional, he did not open the forbidden doors to see the money and guns. We had an incredibly emotional scene where Kurosawa expressed how he's tied his happiness to the boys', who when had a necessary conversation that featured the cotton candy from the movie (shout-out to @twig-tea for pointing that out). We left at Haruta noticing his picture in Izumi's locket.

If this Akito is a dead doppelganger...

It is so important to me that Haruta and Maki are flirting over the dishes as they talk about upcoming events in their lives. So glad Haruta is stepping up his household chores participation like he said he would.

OG fans have earned a cute shopping date for Haruta and Maki after all these years.

Choko runs this dojo! Good for her! I love the way she treats Izumi. I hope I don't have to nate him.

THEY'RE AT A RESTAURANT CALLED MOONLIGHT CHICKEN. THIS IS NOT A FUCKING DRILL.

EARTH AND MIX!!!!!

Like, this is actually a huge deal that Moonlight Chicken is here. This is TV Asahi acknowledging how popular that must have been, and MLC is more of a gay family drama than a BL, not unlike Ossan's Love.

I also love the idea that Jim and Wen went to Japan after Li Ming moved to America. Jim and Wen could have witnessed a DISPATCH 👍 moment.

Maki speaking Thai feels like a really huge acknowledgement of Thai contributions to the genre.

Episode 4: I Can't Go Home Until I Wipe Your Butt

I'm so excited to see Haruta have to fill this role because Maki is unavailable.

It's so restorative to see Maki and Haruta so comfortable with kissing that they tease about it now.

There right, Kurosawa, stay suspicious.

Now this Kuki dude is receiving ominous coded messages. WTF.

Okay, I like Kurosawa hesitating and looking around. I'll let him take a bite behind Haruta. He's doing his best. He can have this.

Takegawa really went on this dating show. Amazing.

Ope! Name is the episode! Finish your drinks!

Well, they are cops, and this is tragic.

I love that none of them have taken Kiku's bribes.

I'm glad Izumi's advice worked out and Papa Maki opened up a bit. Haruta is so open with his feelings that he'll say plainly that he's excited to gain a dad even as they tease Ryota a little bit.

CHIEF!!!!

Only Haruta would cheer about being able to wipe someone else's shit.

I really like the pacing of this softening between Maki and Kurosawa. I love how the professional relationships of the first season are all maturing into something more.

Oh damn next episode looks dramatic.

This show continues to be excellent. I'm so sorry that I've only recently come to this series. I could have had this in my heart alongside WDYEY for years. This new season is so gentle to us. They give us so much physical intimacy and domesticity between Maki and Haruta. They really feel like they're building a home together.

[urfavdilemma]

Just A Project | VIII

Nathan Prescott x Reader

Masterlist

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11

Warnings: swearing duhhh, maybe ooc nate idk, abrupt end, mental health issues, trauma, etc.

Words: 1.6k

After a silent walk to my dorm we walk through the threshold enjoying the cool air. Although we were both joking earlier, we weren’t exactly lying when we said it was hot. Unusual for late October day. I move to sit on the edge of my bed as Nathan sits at my desk that’s to the right of my bed. He looks around for a moment, much like how I did in his dorm. He hums, “Not a bad setup you got.” I look at him dumbly, my room isn’t anything special. I have some photos on the walls, some string lights, and my half assed attempt at an ‘aesthetic’. “I guess so, it’s nothing special really.”

He shrugs, “It suits you is all I’m saying.” I guess he’s right, ‘a mess’, but I smile at him regardless. “So, you gonna let me see those photos you were clambering all over me for, or what?” There’s a small smile tugging at his lips, but he doesn’t let it show. I forgot I was still holding his camera, so I handed it over to him bashfully, hoping he wouldn't judge my photos too hard. He takes it, immediately going through the photos, and after a moment he looks up. “These-” He sighs, “They aren’t half bad. You’ve got talent.” I smile to myself, taking the praise as it comes, who knows how long until Nathan switches his mood up. “Thanks, Nathan.”

He places the camera on my desk and spins around in my desk chair. “You got anything to do around here?” I look around for a moment knowing damn well that I in fact have nothing to do here. But my thoughts are interrupted by a knock on my door. We both rise to our feet, I’m sure for different reasons. Mine for opening the door, Nathan’s for probably getting ready to bolt in fear of being seen in my dorm.

I walk over to the door, and open it. On the other side stood the one and only Warren Graham. Suddenly I remember the flashdrive he told me about yesterday. “Oh, hey Warren!” I smile kindly at the boy. “Hey, Y/N/N! Was just dro-” His words cut off as his eyes drift to behind me. I turn slightly, to look. Nathan. Both the boys tense up, making me uneasy. I turn back around to Warren. “The flashdrive right?” I ask, trying to gain his attention. He looks back to me and leans in to speak quietly.

“You okay? He bothering you?” Oh, Warren. He’s sweet, but I don’t like that he immediately thought that I was in trouble just because Nathan is in my room. I go to brush off Warren’s concern but Nathan beats me to it, stepping forward a bit. “Oh, fuck you Graham! Do what you came to do and get the fuck out of our business!” I’m startled by his sudden outburst, unsure on what to do.

“Hey, I’m just trying to make sure she's okay.” Wow, Warren actually sounds pissed, never heard him like that before. Warren speaks again, “You know, since seeing an asshole like you in her room isn’t exactly a green flag.” He also steps forward, gently moving me out of his way. “What purpose are you serving right now? Everything was perfectly fine until your scrawny ass butted its way in.” Damn, Nathan. I have to stop this pissing fest before it goes too far.

I step in between them, pushing Warren back to the door. “Please, stop. You’re both acting like children.” Warren’s focus is now back on me, a look of concern taking over his face. “Sorry, Y/N/N. I just wanted to help.” I sigh, I’m not mad, but I can tell my face probably looks like it. “Thank you, Warren. But if I needed help I would’ve asked for it.” I smile a bit trying to convince him everything is okay. “Yeah!” Nathan shouts over my shoulder. I throw him a glare before turning back to Warren.

“Flashdrive right?” I remind him. “Uhm, yeah. Here you are.” He hands me the drive and I take it, shoving it in my pocket. “Great, thanks.” I smile now awkward at the tension. Warren backs up, “I’ll see you later?” I nod my head, “Definitely! Later!” I give a small wave and shut the door, pressing my back against it, letting out a big sigh. My gaze drifts up to Nathan, still glaring, but I ease up. I honestly feel bad for the Prescott.

“Sorry.” We both say simultaneously. We share a smile, and I walk back over to my bed and sit back down. I pat beside me, offering him a seat. He doesn’t decline the offer and takes a seat. “What are you sorry for, nerd?” He says looking down at his lap. I think for a moment. “I guess I’m just sorry about everything.” His head slightly turns, not completely facing me yet. Though I continue, “You know, for Warren’s behavior, for not stepping in sooner, for everyone’s misconceptions about you, for-” My words are cut short by Nathan’s head shooting up, an expression I can’t specifically describe painted on his face.

“What?” He says flatly. I take a deep breath, knowing that my next words may be too soon for him. “It’s just- I don’t know. It’s just, before yesterday, I thought about you the way everyone else thinks about you.” He flinches, clearly hiding the way my words stung. But I continue speaking. “But now? Being able to have an actual conversation with you, I’m realizing that most of those misconceptions aren’t true at all.” Now I’m the one looking down at my lap. There’s a beat of silence and I think I’ve fucked everything up before Nathan speaks up.

“Not many people do.” I blink, thinking he should be shouting. Thrashing around, storming out the door but not without a threat. But nope. Those are those damn misconceptions again. I don’t say anything, wanting to give him a chance to speak more. “Everyone thinks that I’m some kind of monster. Like I’m this walking tornado, and if you even breathe in my direction, I go off the rails.” He rubs his palms over his face, trying to stay calm. “No one ever cares how I feel, they only care about my last name.” I listen to his words, sadness bubbling in my chest. “I mean, I know I’m not normal. I’m fucked in the head. I know that. I have issues.” He’s holding back a sob, I can hear it in his voice.

“But my dad-” He sharply exhales. “I need therapy. Doctor said I have anger issues and a mild case of schizophrenia. They put me on a shitload of pills. They don’t do shit by the way.” My heart pangs at his words. Just wanting to help. “But my dad being my dad. He took me out of therapy. Said it was useless and that I was fine. He just wants me to be someone I’m not. But no matter what, around here, at Blackwell, whenever someone hears me express any of my issues, their reaction is always,’Ooo, boo hoo, poor little rich kid.’” He laughs bitterly, looking up, wiping his face of all emotion.

The air is still. “I just wish I could be normal.” He finishes. I finally look back up at him. He looks at me, and shakes his head. “Don’t give me that look.” He facepalms and grumbles a ‘fuck’ into his hands. “I’ve never told anyone that.” He breathes for a few seconds. “Fuck, man, I don’t even know you. This is crazy.” I rush to calm him. “Hey, it’s okay. I won’t tell anyone if that’s what you’re worried about.” He scoffs, “No, that’s not- It’s just I’ve never opened up to anyone. So why now open up to you? Some random ass girl I met yesterday.” He shakes his head in disbelief.

I chuckle. “Yeah, sometimes you find yourself doing things you can’t understand.” I look at him with a smile. “Like how I’m giving you a chance after 90% of what I hear about you tells me to do the complete opposite.” He looks at me, a smile cracking on his own lips. “I guess we’re both pretty stupid, huh?” My smile widens, “Yeah, I guess so.”

—————————————————————

After Nathan opened up we both got a lot more comfortable. Especially Nathan. He asked what I was going to do after Blackwell, and I didn’t really have an answer. Turns out he doesn’t either really. We had a good laugh at that. I think I can see Nathan being a good friend, if he’ll allow it.

We spend hours talking about everything and nothing all at once. He allows me to open up, like he did previously. He’s a good listener. I see him laugh. Like genuinely laugh. He has a nice laugh. I find myself observing him just like I did the day before. He’s laying sideways on my bed, limbs sprawled out, hair a mess. Cheeks dusted with pink. Blue eyes shining with joy. It's a nice look for him. Being happy. It makes my heart thump out of order thinking that it’s me who’s caused this.

Although I never want this evening to end, it must. Nathan heads back to his room, and I’m left to my thoughts again. We’re planning to meet for the project tomorrow as well at his place. I find myself in that terrible predicament where I can’t stop thinking about him. Call me crazy, but I think I may have developed a small crush on Nathan Prescott.