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dinosaurtsukki · 4 years ago

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haikyuu!! team christmas parties

a/n: this is a suuuuper late christmas-themed post because it was kinda crazy here but i hope you guys enjoy these headcanons of how christmas parties are like with the teams

karasuno:

a very chaotic yet very festive christmas party

nishinoya and hinata especially are very excited for it you could tell by the way they hum christmas songs in the locker room

naturally sugawara suggests holding a christmas party in his house but the only one he sends invitations to is tsukishima because he's the likeliest one to back out

in fact, sugawara probably sends an invitation to tsukishima's house every single day and at this point both akiteru and his mom are anticipating 'kei's first christmas party with friends'

hinata was too excited that he was there at sugawara's house two hours early but they spent a lot of time decorating the entire place

yamaguchi was there just as early because he thought it would be polite and he even brought a box of chocolates for sugawara's family

all of them also decided to do a secret santa gift exchange to make things fun and so they wouldn't have to give everyone gifts

the only ones who gave everyone gifts though were asahi (HE MADE UGLY CHRISTMAS SWEATERS FOR EVERYONE) and yachi who gave everyone some cookies that she baked

everyone mentally thanked kiyoko for getting yachi as assistant manager

ennoshita's secret santa was tanaka and because he knew that ennoshita has been wanting a starbuck's planner, he enlisted noya's help in getting one

did this mean they both chugged 12 starbucks drinks all by themselves in one day? yeah pretty much

when ennoshita got his gift everyone understood why tanaka and noya were extra hyper that day

kageyama also got tsukishima as his secret santa

tsukki actually tried to exchange with yamaguchi but daichi caught him and said that there were no exchanges

he was also planning to get kageyama a plastic tiara as a gift but daichi also caught him (is2g he's everywhere)

eventually tsukishima settled on giving kageyama a volleyball cause he couldn't go wrong with that

kageyama was actually really happy with the gift but kinda pissed that it came from tsukishima of all people so he was just kinda squinting at tsukishima wondering what to say

anyway they didn't fight that's a christmas miracle

yamaguchi got daichi's name for the secret santa and gifted him a coupon for a free spa visit

daichi has a new favorite child

jk yamaguchi has always been his favorite child

hinata actually got KIYOKO to give a gift too and he was anxious for an entire week worrying about what to give her

he ended up asking natsu for advice and then gifting kiyoko a cute little phone charm

she thought it was sweet and still keeps it to this day

seijoh:

oikawa already had a group chat for a christmas party when december started hanamaki and matsukawa spammed it with memes and santa emojis for the first two weeks

finally when they got around to planning, iwaizumi offered to hold the party at his house

surprisingly, the earliest one there was kyoutani because ofc he's helping his senpai set up

imagine the both of them trimming the christmas tree i'm jlgkjalg

kyoutani even brought his own christmas decorations (they're little dogs with santa hats on them)

kindaichi and kunimi were next to come in and they brought a little gingerbread house that they made themselves

y'all oikawa came in last because of 'traffic' but iwaizumi's like 'bullshit, you live next door'

he was late because he was watching the doctor who christmas special

matsukawa and hanamaki are of course in charge of all the party games that last throughout the night

they have a newspaper dance game and they intentionally paired up oikawa and kyoutani

they were the first ones to lose the game because kyoutani wouldn't come a foot near oikawa and that's about how wide their newspaper was

iwaizumi and kindaichi easily won but kindaichi was flustered that iwaizumi carried him bridal-style

you can bet they also brought karaoke and yahaba surprised everyone with his rendition of 'all i want for christmas is you'

also matsukawa and hanamaki did a really good duet of 'baby it's cold outside'

oikawa wanted to make a speech about his friends being his family and them being his best christmas gift ever but hanamaki stopped him

oikawa ended up giving one anyway when the party ended up going on until much later and everyone cried

everyone except kyoutani who was wondering why everyone was crying until he realized that iwaizumi was going abroad for uni

shiratorizawa:

these guys are so close that they just had to have a christmas party together

goshiki ofc volunteered his own house and was deadset on making it the best christmas ever for his senpais

except tendou may have told him that ushijima's favorite decorations were mistletoe so ofc goshiki hung mistletoe ever

the funny thing is ushijima DOES like mistletoe. he thinks its classy and simple but he doesn't know about the kissing thing

meanwhile shirabu and tendou are on the side wondering if they should tell either of them

semi lost some kind of bet (probs with shirabu and kawanishi) and now he has to dress up as santa claus for some reason

lmao angry santa semi i love it already

tendou made some handmade chocolate truffles and half of them are delicious but the other half have a piece of onion in the middle

but the delicious ones are like REALLY delicious so everyone plays this sort of russian roulette game with tendou's chocolate truffles

semi kept on getting the onion truffles until reon felt bad for him and gave him his chocolate truffle

it ended up becoming a christmas tradition

ushijima actually gave everyone a gift and it's matching knee pads

shirabu actually loves them except he doesn't want to wear them out so he never wears them

also he gets cold really easily so even though the christmas party is indoors, he's wearing a sweater and a coat and a quilt on top of that

he honestly looks so cozy that by the end of the night everyone is cuddled up next to shirabu

EXCEPT USHIJIMA ALSO INVITED COACH WASHIJO TO COME IN

ushijima: he's our coach and therefore a part of our team so of course i invited him

no one can argue with him there

coach washijo was surprisingly a nice guest but everyone was extra courteous around him

semi served him some hot tea and shirabu even gave his quilt

goshiki was hiding in his bathroom because he might get lectured on his serves

they didn't know what activities to do with coach washijo around so tendou suggested watching their volleyball games (yes, goshiki has them all on tape) and coach washijo was all like 'i watch you play all the time why would i want to do that now?'

eventually they settled on watching Polar Express and it was nice

nekoma:

their christmas party is also a costume party because kuroo said so all of them came in christmas-themed costumes

AND THEY WERE ALL GROUP COSTUMES

the third years roped in shibayama and they all dressed up as the characters from 'A Christmas Carol'

shibayama was christmas past, kai was christmas present, kuroo was christmas future, and yaku was scrooge

kuroo: it's perfect because you're short and mean

it's funny because they all end up capitalists

okay but tbh the second years plus lev also went all out for their costumes because they come in as HOME ALONE

i'm clearly biased when it comes to my favorite christmas movies

fukunaga and taketora are the two robbers, kenma's kevin, and lev comes in as the house

it's basically a cardboard cut-out of a house that he and alisa made

the first twenty minutes of their christmas party is basically just them arguing about which group had the better costume

eventually they decide to actually enjoy the party

they end up playing a lot of parlor games and even though kenma hates how loud everyone is, he's still determined to win all of them

i swear, he ended up pushing lev out of the way during musical chairs, also grabbing the chair before sitting on it

but then after that kenma decides to play games for the rest of the night except kuroo confiscated his game console (again)

you can bet yaku and fukunaga cooked the christmas dinner for everyone

kai takes a million pictures for the memories but he's really a perfectionist about it and go crazy whenever lev moves two millimeteres too far to the left

when the pictures are developed kuroo has them developed on matching t-shirts and forces everyone to wear them during practice matches

tsukishima: nice shirt

kuroo: why THANK you

kenma: thanks, i fucking hate it

inarizaki:

ngl they're not SUPER into christmas but they're just mildly curious about the celebration

it's mostly the miya twins who initiate it as a way for all of them to have a get-together during the winter break

kita thinks it's a good idea and invites them all to his house

he's actually quite curious about christmas as a religious celebration so he reads up on it a lot and even starts to up his own nativity scene as decoration

he ends up asking his teammates if they want to bring anything to add to the nativity scene

suna brings his gundam figurines and atsumu has an acrylic standee of momo from twice

and now those are joseph and mary

aran and kita take one look at the nativity scene and go 'this doesn't look right' but atsumu looks so happy to have momo there that they just leave it be

osamu is in charge of food ofc but he can't make up his mind on what to cook so he ends up cooking a little bit of everything

ofc atsumu has to be the one to help him but he ends up tasting and eating a good portion while osamu's cooking

*insert fighting in the kitchen*

suna's just walking around taking pictures of everything and uploading them to his snapchat (which has a lot of followers)

"our chaotic team christmas party part 1 of ???"

aran and kita just want some chill time and drink hot chocolate while watching christmas specials

kita also hung up stockings for everyone and suna was expecting it to have candy but its full of fruit and healthy snacks

they still taste good though

suna’s also the first one to fall asleep right smack on kita’s couch

atsumu’s just about to draw on his face with permanent marker but kita has a disappointed look so he stops instantly

in fact, ALL of them end up falling asleep in the middle of kita’s living room

they look so cute aran is in the middle with each of the miya twins on his side. suna is sprawled all over the couch with his face buried in the cushions. kita is sleeping right next to the coffee table with his arms crossed over his chest

kita’s grandmother walks in on them in the living room and knows FOR SURE that she doesn’t have four grandchildren but she’s making them breakfast anyway

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emmy-writes-sometimes · 4 years ago

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Oceans

You’ve been Tom’s best friend for years, but the night before he leaves, all of that changes and you can’t help but wonder if you’ll ever find your way back to each other. Loosely based off Oceans by Seafret.

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Word count: 4,200

Warnings: Angst, fluff, brief mentions of 18+ activities but nothing graphic.

A/N: This is a re-post because it never showed up in the tags. It’s a little different than what I usually write, but I’m really proud of it!

Your relationship with Tom was far from normal from the moment you met him. You’d moved to the UK to go to college, since it was cheaper and you eventually wanted to live there, and for the first semester you’d lived on the campus housing. And then you met Tom and Harrison at a bar, who said they had an extra room, and three days later you were moving in.

Tom had been your best friend since then. Your absolute best friend. You loved the same movies, music, video games, you both loved golfing and hiking and being outdoors. You did as much as you could together, and you lived with him for three happy years. You graduated and got a job in London, so you stayed, and you’d gotten used to just dog-sitting and house-sitting while Tom and Harrison and his brothers were off filming.

You were used to him leaving. That didn’t mean you liked it, because you definitely didn’t. You loved having the boys around, especially your best friend, and when they were gone your life felt empty. You had come to the decision that you liked Tom, more than you should. Your heart fluttered every time he was around. You turned into a giggly little girl whenever he touched you.

You loved how hard he worked. You loved the way he was with his dog. You loved the way he was always patient and kind and looking out for everyone with no regard for himself. You loved the charity work he did and that he genuinely wanted to make other people’s lives better. And you loved how much he loved his job. You loved him, and you were hopeless in it. So when he said he was leaving for three months, your heart felt heavy. He promised he would call you and FaceTime you and text you all the time, and you were sure he would. But you were going to miss him, even if it was just because you were selfish and you wanted him around.

You didn’t quite know how you ended up in the situation you were in. You and Tom had been playing Call of Duty together when you ended up throwing your controller down, playfully angry, and you’d ended up wrestling each other on the couch. And then, without a conversation about what it could mean, he’d kissed you.

He’d kissed you.

He did it first. You kissed him back, though, and in a few minutes you were sitting in the darkness of the living room with the only light from the paused game that had gone back to the menu. You were straddling Tom’s thighs, and one of his hands was splayed across the back of your thigh, tips of his fingers underneath your shorts. His other hand was at your waist, dragging you back and forth on his lap. Your hands were on his shoulders, and it was hot. It was heavy. He was making you whine and whimper and all you were doing was kissing each other. You didn’t know how long you were there, but it was long enough that the TV shut off. And finally you’d pulled away from him, just to breathe, and Tom’s face paled.

“We shouldn’t have done that,” he muttered. “That was a mistake.” He didn’t seem like he regretted it, especially not while you were doing it, because he was hard as hell below you and you could feel it as you sat there, hands on his shoulders. When he said that you shouldn’t have done that, you thought that he meant it was a mistake. That he had done something he didn’t want to do, that you’d made him do something he didn’t want to do.

“You…” You felt tears prick your eyes like thorns, falling down your cheeks in defiance. You had given yourself away. He knew now that you liked him, that you were willing to do anything for him, and now you knew he didn’t feel the same way. He felt like it was a mistake. Like you were a mistake. Like every single second together…

“Y/N, listen,” he started to say. He grabbed at the old t-shirt you’d tucked into your shorts, trying to keep you there, but all it did was un-tuck it. You put a shaky leg down on the ground and then the other. Tom tried to grab you and you wrestled him off. And then you walked up the stairs to your room, shut the door, and cried.

You tried to be quiet with it because Harrison’s room was on the other side of your wall. You fought to stay silent with your tears and it came out as squeaks and an occasional gasp and you heard footsteps at your door. They were there for a minute or two, thinking of whether to knock or not, and then they moved on. You knew it was Tom because his door shut next. Did you mean that little to him that he wasn’t even going to talk to you about it? That he was just going to let you think that he didn’t want you? Yeah. Because he probably didn’t, you thought.

The battle between your head and your heart ended eventually and you were too tired to even change out of your clothes. You just laid there in your made bed, a throw blanket on top of you, and popped one of the sleeping pills you needed when you were alone.

You woke up when the sun was rising. You’d missed saying goodbye to Tom, and probably for good reason. Normally he’d wake you up and say a sweet goodbye, kiss the top of your head, and tell you that he couldn’t wait to get up to bullshit when he got back. Instead your door was open, your light had been turned off, and there was a note written with one of your work pens on your nightstand on top of your phone. You’d left your phone downstairs, you realized.

We need to talk when I get back, don’t we? Airbnb is 423 Leighton Street, 44135. We have an extra room. I’ll miss you every minute. X Tommy :)

You sat up, reading over the note several times. He wanted you to come visit him, or he wouldn’t have left the address. But he said you needed to talk, too, and you knew what that meant. You knew that meant that he wanted to let you down easy and tell you that he valued your friendship or whatever, but that all it was ever going to be was a friendship. And he mentioned an extra room, which he wouldn’t unless he didn’t want you with him. You’d shared rooms and beds multiple times before and he’d always held you so close that it made you wonder if he wanted something more. But you guessed he didn’t. Or he would’ve said something. And now there was a fucking ocean between you and you didn’t have the strength to close the distance.

You sat up and went downstairs to feed the dog, looking around at the empty house. Tom had picked up the living room the night before, including the area where you’d made your mistake. You cut up some fruit and made some eggs and went up to your room to start work. Eventually one of Tom’s brothers was home, but you didn’t go out to greet him. You stayed in your room, burying yourself in your work so you wouldn’t have to think about it.

Eventually they must have gotten off of their flight because you got a slew of snapchats in from Harrison, all of them about Tom. And then he’d texted you, asking what had happened the night before because Tom was acting weird whenever Harrison mentioned you. You just avoided the conversation at all costs, even if it seemed weird. Maybe Tom would give in and tell Harrison and then Harrison would tell you.

You got a text from Tom a few days later, just a meme, and against your better judgement you responded with the laughing emoji and another meme you’d been saving in your camera roll. He acted like nothing happened, and so did you. Your friends chided you for being stupid enough to go along with it instead of being the adult and initiating the conversation, but you couldn’t face it. You refused to face the fact that Tom didn’t want you the way you wanted him.

Things were absolutely miserable for the first month. The entire first month. You tried to distract yourself by taking Tessa on extra long walks, going to the pub with your girlfriends, and playing the Sims when you weren’t working. You managed to forget about Tom until he’d send you a text or a snapchat. Until he’d post something on his Instagram story of his voice or the way he’d been working out.

It was dumb to be crying over a stupid video, but you cried. You cried because your best friend’s voice, you missed his hugs, you missed hanging out with him all the time. You missed what you had before you made the mistake. You even missed the misery of not knowing how he felt. Two of the three months passed and your mental health had spiraled from being alone. Harrison knew that and he wondered why it wasn’t Tom checking in on you, but he’d FaceTime you until all hours of the night and call you if he knew you were walking alone, and he would often tell you how much he loved you because he thought you needed it. And you did.

“Just come visit for a weekend, please!” Harrison begged you on the phone. “I literally will pay for your ticket. I miss you! Tom misses you, he barely ever shuts up about how much he misses you.”

“Yeah, and about the fucking ‘mistake’ we made, has he told you about that?” You replied. He sighed.

“No. But I thought something must’ve happened because he was upset the whole plane ride over.”

“He kissed me, Harrison. Or I kissed him. And we all but had our clothes off before he pulled away from me and said it was a mistake. And I all but told him that I’m stupidly in love with him. And that’s why things are so weird. Because he doesn’t want me like I want him.”

“Yes, he does,” Harrison insisted.

“No, he doesn’t!” You were so angry that you were about to cry. “He doesn’t. Not like I want him. I’m so stupid.”

“You’re not stupid. You’re not stupid and I know Tom doesn’t think it was a mistake, at least not what you think he means.” You sighed.

“I still don’t know. The look on his face, it was like he hated me. It was like he didn’t want me around.”

“He does. And I do. Just come hang out with me. Please? We can rent a car and go see your family if you want, too. The twins already said they’d watch Tessa.” You sighed.

“Fine. I’ll send you a flight plan. Just… don’t tell Tom. I don’t want him to try and tell me not to come.”

“Okay. Just know you’re being ridiculous about this.” You shut the phone off and bought a flight like Harrison told you to do, sending him the plan. You took your next few days of work off, promising you’d send your project in before the due date because you were ahead anyway. And then you packed your suitcase, grabbed your passport, and left the house.

You updated Harrison as you got on the plane and opened the entertainment center to see that of course one of the free in-flight movies was one of the movies that Tom was in. You scrolled past it, not wanting to even think about it, and started watching the few free episodes of TV shows that were on there. Nobody texted you, thankfully, except for Harrison and your parents to confirm that your plane was still in the air and not hijacked.

The plane landed and you plugged in the address to the Airbnb they were staying at. Luckily they had just left for set so you had most of the day to yourself. Harrison was going to make an excuse to come back around lunch to hang out with you, so until then you were left on your own. Harrison had neglected to tell you which room was yours, so you had to wander around and find it. The first room was obviously his, since his stuff was strewn everywhere, but then you looked at the next room. You dropped your bags when you saw what was on the nightstand.

It was a picture that you thought Tom would’ve left in London, since he didn’t have a picture of anyone else in his room. Not even his family. It was a picture of the two of you when you’d gone to Disney World with everyone. The two of you were just smiling beside one another, his arm behind you as you leaned against one of the fences in Animal Kingdom. That had been one of your favorite days, ever, and one of the days that helped you realize that you were in love with him. You couldn’t understand why there was a picture of you in there but nobody else, but it made you feel even worse. Why would he have a picture of you if you were such a mistake?

“Fuck you, Tom,” you muttered out loud. You turned from the room and found the guest room, settling in and taking a nap until your phone rang. It was Harrison, telling you to meet him at a certain restaurant.

He got there before you did, and when you did he hugged you just as tightly as you always had. You carried on a normal conversation, but you knew he was going to ask you about Tom sooner or later. You decided to ask him first.

“Why does he have a picture of me by his bed?” You asked Harrison. He sighed, putting down the napkin he was holding.

“Because you’re his favorite person. I’ve seen the way he looks at you, Y/N. He loves you. I don’t know what’s going on in his head, but he needs to get over it.”

“Or maybe I need to get over it. He obviously doesn’t want to talk about it and he just wants to forget about it, so maybe I should too.” You hung your shoulders a little, sitting back, and refused to look at Harrison. Maybe he thought you were right.

“I think he’s just scared. Because everything will change, Y/N. And if it were me, I wouldn’t want anything to change because I wouldn’t want to lose you.”

“But he did. He is. He’s losing me because he pushed me away.”

“I don’t know why he pushed you away, but I think it was a mistake. I think it was a mistake and he’s going to understand that as soon as he sees you.” You looked down, your eyes tearing up. You understood what he was saying and he made a good point. Harrison was the best advice-giver you’d ever met in your life, and he was right. The whole reason you were so scared of what Tom would say to you was because you didn’t want to lose him.

You would miss his friendship more than anything, and if you had to go your entire life knowing you couldn’t tell him you loved him, you wanted to at least have him some other way. If you couldn’t hold him at night, you could hold him when the two of you were cold. If you couldn’t call him your boyfriend, you could still feel his hand on your back when it was late at night and he wanted to keep you at arm’s length. If you couldn’t have Tom as a lover, you wanted him as a friend. You knew settling was a bad idea, but you were willing to do anything just to have him. You needed to be the source of his smile like you needed air.

“Just go back to the house,” Harrison told you after he paid. He insisted on paying for you. Both he and Tom always tried to pay for you. “And I’ll tell you when we’re coming home. I need to run back to set later tonight anyway, so you two can have some time alone.” You nodded.

“Thanks.” You took an Uber back to the house and cleaned yourself up. You put on some makeup, hoping it would prevent you from crying. You had Gucci mascara, and you were not about to waste it on crying over a boy, no matter how much you loved this boy.

You sat down on the couch and started playing on the game system to pass the time. Eventually Harrison said that Tom was on his way home, so you sat up and waited. And waited. Your leg was shaking the entire coffee table on the hardwood floors, so you popped an anxiety pill even though you had a feeling that it wouldn’t help.

That was another reason you were so upset by everything – Tom had been the most understanding person when it came to talking about your anxiety and depression. He was the person you always came to, and feeling like you couldn’t come to him was making a ton of feelings swim back up to the surface. Feelings you’d tried to push away for so long. Maybe that was why he didn’t want you. Maybe you were too much to deal with. Maybe all of this was just…

The door unlocked and you stood up out of reflex, moving backwards when you saw that it was Tom. His eyes opened wide when he saw you and he had the same look on his face that he did when he told you that it was a mistake. You wanted to hit him back with his own line, especially when you saw the way he was looking at you. He had the same look Tessa did when someone teased her with chicken and didn’t give it to her.

“You said we needed to talk,” you said. It was all you could say. You were convincing yourself not to cry, that you couldn’t ruin the makeup. You crossed your arms across your chest and waited for Tom to say something. He didn’t. He just stood there.

“I…” he finally said, refusing to meet your eyes.

“I knew I shouldn’t have let Harrison talk me into this.” Your heart felt as heavy as it ever had. Just like the night two months ago when Tom said you were a mistake. Why wasn’t he saying anything? Your legs hit the couch and you sat down, burying your face in your hands. You didn’t care about the makeup anymore. You didn’t care about anything.

“Y/N,” Tom said, walking toward you and shutting the door.

“No,” you interrupted. “I want you to listen to me, Tom. You’re the one who kissed me and then told me it was a mistake. You’re the one who left the next day to another country without the guts to tell me you don’t want me to my face. You’re the one who let me wonder for two whole months whether we’re even still friends. You’re the one who did all of this and I don’t understand why you won’t just fucking tell me you don’t want me.” You were yelling by the time you were done, and you weren’t necessarily trying to make him feel bad. You just wanted him to get that he’d been torturing you whether he wanted to or not.

“I’m not gonna tell you that because it’s not true,” he said, almost like it was a question. You stood up and scoffed.

“Tom, just…” You turned on your heels and went into the first room in the house. Tom’s room. And you saw the picture of the two of you and something inside of you broke. You cried harder than you ever remembered crying before. You didn’t know why because you didn’t cry over boys. That wasn’t you. You knew you were a badass and anyone that didn’t want you didn’t deserve you. But Tom just shook something loose inside of you and turned you into putty.

“I did this to you. Didn’t I?” He asked as he walked into the room. You sat down on the bed, trying to calm down.

“Did you not hear anything I said?” You asked. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell at you, I just…”

“I’m a div, I deserve it. When I said this was a mistake, I didn’t mean the kiss. I didn’t mean it with you. I meant that it was a mistake to do that right before I left. The only reason I never did it before was I was afraid you wouldn’t want me because I leave. Because every girl’s told me that they can’t trust me when I leave and I didn’t want to do that to you. I didn’t want to make you worry that I would hurt you, so I didn’t want to chance it.”

“What?”

“I love you,” he muttered, scanning your eyes for any sign of protest or hatred for him. “I love you so much. And I’m so sorry for making it seem like I didn’t.”

“I trust you, Tom. I trust you more than I trust anyone. I’ve been so scared that you didn’t want me.”

“I want you. I want you so bad, Y/N. I was just so scared that I didn’t even think about how you would feel.”

“I feel like shit,” you responded. He chuckled, but he didn’t smile. He sat down beside you.

“Can I hold you for a while? And then we can talk more?” You nodded, wanting his embrace more than anything. He laid down and opened his arms and you crawled into them. He’d gotten stronger over the past couple of months and when he wrapped his arms around you it felt like they were a cage. They were holding you there because he needed you just as much as you needed him and you’d twisted each other’s words. Maybe you didn’t know him as well as you thought you did because you should have seen it coming.

You laid there with him for about an hour or so, maybe longer. You just listened to his steady breathing, in and out, and tried to match it with yours. You pressed an ear against his shirt until you could hear his heart beating and just listened. You’d missed him so much and for a while you weren’t sure you would ever feel him again the way that you were feeling him.

“You still don’t want to be with me, do you?” You asked eventually. It was the first thing anyone had said in a long time.

“I do,” Tom said. “I want to, so badly.”

“Then why can’t we?”

“We can.” You looked up at him. “That kiss was the best thing that ever happened to me, Y/N. And I don’t want to go back to whatever we were before. I want you. I want you so bad. I should’ve just told you that and the more I think about it the more I know I should have. I just didn’t want to start something and leave right after because I don’t want that to be a pattern. I don’t want to leave you all the time and I don’t want you to not trust me or feel like I’m trying to get away from you or…”

“That’s your job, Tom, I know that. I won’t blame you for that. I just blame you for fucking leaving me like this.”

“I’m so sorry I did that.”

“I forgive you.” You laid in silence for a few more minutes, and then you sat up a little, wiping the fallen tears and mascara away from your face. In a moment of bravery, you leaned down again. This time the kiss wasn’t a mistake. It was the greatest one you’d ever had. You picked up where you left off and Tom rolled on top of you, grunting a little as he found his way in between your legs.

It felt like hours before you even came up for air. You spent the entire night, just laying there underneath him, as he worshipped your entire body. You were covered in marks that he made, your body ached because of the things he did, and you were screaming out his name even when you knew you weren’t alone in the house anymore. You finally belonged to him, finally. You were drowning in the little bit of ocean left in between the two of you and you were fine with it.

“I love you,” he finally half panted, half whined against your collarbone as he nipped another mark into your skin. “I want you and I always will.”

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7teentexts · 7 years ago

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Long-Distance Relationship with Vernon

tbh i don’t really like how this turned out (i don’t hate it tho) but I can’t really think of how else could I write this. It’s the first time I post an angst scenario (with a happy ending!) in this blog and I’m sad that it didn’t turn out as good as it could have (since angst if actually one of my favorite things to write and I know I can do better than this)

But as most of you know, I’m going through writer’s block and I’m trying to write the ideas I get. I’ve been trying to finish this request for so long, and I finally did it! It’s not my best, I know, but in this condition, I tried my best, so I hope you all like it

My semi-hiatus is not over, and some things are going on in my life that don’t really make me want to do anything at all, including writing, but I’ll keep working on requests when I have time and ideas.

Thanks to everyone for reading and supporting me!!

When you woke up and turned on your phone, the first message you were expecting to find was a good morning from your boyfriend

even though he lived very far away from you, he always took one or two minutes once in a while to let you know he was thinking of you and that he missed you

what a sweetheart, i’m soft

however, when all the notifications started appearing on the screen of your phone, you saw something that caught your attention

sure, the message from your boyfriend was still there

a cute “good morning” with a few heart emojis right next to the greeting

but a few messages from your friend sent an one hour before your boyfriend had messaged you caught your eye

so you decided to reply to her before texting Hansol

“(Y/N) did you read the article????

i can’t believe it, like- it might not be true, but the pictures-

omg if it’s true i’m going to kill him for doing this to you

(Y/N)??? are you asleep???

then you probably haven’t read it yet

you wouldn’t sleep peacefully knowing about that

(Y/N) pls wake up”

You were starting to worry a little about whatever she was talking about

she was right, you hadn’t read any articles about anything lately

so no, there wasn’t anything that could have made you feel anxious enough to not let you sleep

“What are you talking about? I didn’t read anything” you texted her

and not even one minute after sending it, she replied

“there’s an article about Vernon dating!!!”

an article about him dating???

did they find out about your relationship???

but how? you two lived very far away and hadn’t seen each for… 5 months?

and at that time you two didn’t even go out, because you were too tired from the long trip to go to South Korea

if it couldn’t be a rumor of vernon dating you……..

……

“send me the link of the article rn.

also, tell me it’s from a trustworthy website and not one of those random clickbait articles from soompi or something like that”

“iT’S NOT SOOMPI AND IT IS TRUSTWORTHY

i think

see it for yourself”

so you opened the link she sent you and were greeted by the title “SEVENTEEN’S VERNON WAS SEEN IN A DATE WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND?”

even while scrolling down and reading the article, you didn’t want to believe it, but that didn’t stop a feeling of uneasiness from clouding your mind

and the pictures of him with a girl in different parts of a city and even different stores didn’t really help

‘ok, i should talk to hansol about this’

but guess what

you don’t

you start writing your “good morning” to reply to his message and start a conversation before bringing it up

but then you delete it and lock your phone

you can’t help but feel scared

you trust hansol

if you didn’t, you wouldn’t be with him even when you could only visit him once in a while when you saved enough money

and he couldn’t really visit you because as an idol, he couldn’t just travel to where you were on his few days off

after being apart for so long

what if, even if you trusted him and didn’t want to believe that, he just didn’t feel as attached to you as he did before

you loved him so much, maybe after all he didn’t want to hurt you and that’s why he didn’t want to break up with you

‘that’s stupid, right?’ you asked yourself in your mind

and it is stupid tbh, very stupid, silly u

but you still felt anxious and didn’t feel like you could talk to him, at least not at that moment

you got ready to go out and get some fresh air, thinking it’d help you calm down and try to forget about the idea you just came up with

you know, the one about hansol not being in love with you anymore

so once you were ready, you just put your phone inside your purse and then went out of your house

but

it didn’t really help

when you got home, you were less anxious, and that feeling of tightness inside your chest was almost gone

you were almost sure it’d come back later, since after all, you weren’t able to get rid of the idea of him falling in love with someone else

someone who, even tho he might not see everyday, at least wouldn’t be so far away and make it so hard to see each other without videocalls

you got more messages from him

asking how you were

asking if you had eaten yet a while after the hour you usually have lunch at

asking if you were busy after you read his messages and you didn’t reply

and after more hours of you basically ignoring his messages, he asked if you were okay and if you wanted to talk

still, you didn’t respond and told yourself that you’d talk to him the next day

the next morning, you didn’t have any new messages from him

and you knew why

he always gave you some space to be alone when you were upset and didn’t want to talk about it

and probably, even at that moment when you were doubting if your relationship could keep going like this

he was still considering your feelings and didn’t want to send you more messages to not make you feel as if he’s putting pressure on you to make you talk

you took a deep breath and finally started typing a message

“i’m sorry that i ignored you”

you waited for more or less 5 minutes, but he wasn’t online

and you didn’t feel like waiting

if you did, you migh back out and you wanted to talk to him about it

and if what you feared was actually true

then, because you truly did love him, you’d let him go

you were sure he’d do the same if he were in your position

“i read the article, and saw the pictures”

in case he hadn’t seen it himself, you sent him the link of the article you had read the previous day

“it’s okay, i’m not really angry”

you weren’t lying when you said you weren’t mad, you weren’t disappointed either

your image of him wouldn’t change if everything turned out to be true

but you were just sad and scared of getting your heart broken

he could have fallen out of love, but you hadn’t

“you don’t have to be afraid of telling me if you want to break up. You know I’ll respect your decision

Just please, if this is all true, you don’t have to hide it from me, that will only make things worse for me, because I do love you with all my heart

So please, just tell me”

Another 5 minutes passed, and you know it was a short time and shouldn’t expect a response so soon, but you were so nervous and your heart was beating so fast that you wished he’d reply right after you sent the last message

But he didn’t, so you had to get up from your bed and try to do something until he finally read your messages

You didn’t have time to do much before the door bell rang

You just showered, brushed your teeth after eating breakfast and put on some clothes to go grocery shopping

Apparently, for the person behind the door, you were taking too long to answer or open the door, so they rang the door bell again and again

“I’m coming! Just give me a second!” You yelled as you made your way from the living room to the entrance, grabbing a jacket before opening the door (since you were still planning to go shopping after taking care of whatever this person needed

you knew it wasn’t your friends because they would have contacted you first (or you hoped they would)

but when you opened the door, you weren’t expect to see hansol standing right in front of you

he looked serious and he didn’t move even after you opened the door

he didn’t say anything either

‘am i dreaming?’ you thought and rubbed your eyes slightly, blinking a few times after that

but he was still there

and before you could say anything, he took you in his arms and hugged you tightly

“Hansol…?” You called his name in a whisper, but he still took a few seconds to finally answer

“I’m sorry”

You didn’t say anything and just wrapped your arms around him, hugging him back

“It’s okay, I told you” you said, refering to your messages

“It’s not okay” he responded

“I’m not going to leave you, I guess that’s what you thought after seeing that, but I haven’t stopped loving you, I can only love you”

After hearing that, you slowly pulled away to look into his eyes and saw that they were shining

but not in their usual way, when he’d smile looking at you and his eyes had their own special spark

instead, they were full of tears

Seeing him like that made you tear up too, but you didn’t want to cry

If you did, he would cry too, and you didn’t want to see him cry

once again, you know he’d do the same for you if he were in your position

“What are you doing here? When did you get here?”

“We’re going to record some things for our next come back here.”

you felt so bad with yourself

it was all a misunderstanding, he didn’t need to say anything else to let you know that

but still, in just 2 days, you let the idea you got in the heat of the moment after reading the article get to your head and almost destroy your relationship with him

“How did you know how to get to my house?”

“I didn’t know”

you tilted your head to the side slightly, looking at him in confusion

the tears in his eyes were slowly drying as things calmed down and so were yours

“I was looking around the city trying to find the street where you lived reading your address on that letter you sent me when you moved here. I didn’t want to ask you because I wanted to surprise you, but not like this.”

“I’m so sorry, Hansol, I shouldn’t have assumed anything just from that article-”

“No, don’t apologize, because maybe I would have done the same. I understand how you feel.”

You looked away from him after hearing that

Even if he said he wasn’t upset and understood what made you think of that, you still weren’t convinced and still felt bad about yourself

“It’s because we love each other that we worry about possible chances of one of us falling in love with someone else, and it’s even worse being in a long-distance relationship, where you just can’t know what’s happening until I tell you”

He grabbed your hands and your eyes met his again

“Then… Who was that girl? What about the pictures inside some shops?”

You were doubting him anymore, but those two details were still a little unclear to you

“She’s a staff member. There were others around here, and Seungkwan was around there with us too. And, I was looking for something in those shops.”

After saying that, he let go of your hands and took a small box out of the bag he had hung from one of his shoulders

when he opened it and showed its contents to you, you saw two beautiful rings inside

“They’re promise rings.”

After hearing those words, your first reaction was to cover your face with your hands and close your eyes to stop the new tears forming in your eyes from rolling down your cheeks

But soon, Hansol was pulling your hands away from your face and sliding one of the rings on your ring finger, before giving you the other one so you could put it on his ring finger

“I’m sorry, Hansol” you said one last time before sliding the ring on his finger, but he was still smiling at you as he shook his head slightly

“Don’t be. I told you, I know it must have been hard. I know you were just worried and scared. I know you too much.

And I love you too much too, but too much is not enough.”

After hearing his last words, you giggled a little, and blinked a few times to try and get rid of the tears still in your eyes

“You’re so cheesy” you said, letting him embrace you again while chuckling at your response

“Aren’t you going to say you love me too?”

“I love you too, too much.”

there were a few seconds of silence, of you just enjoying being in each other’s arms, of thinking of the promise you just made to each other with those rings

“We might be separated now, but our hearts are one.

One day, we will meet again, and then we will never be apart again

Until that day, always know that I will love you.”

#seventeen #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen angst #seventeen fluff #svt scenarios #svt imagines #svt angst #svt fluff #seventeen vernon #vernon #hansol vernon chwe

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emmy-writes-sometimes · 4 years ago

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Oceans

You’ve been Tom’s best friend for years, but the night before he leaves, that all changes and leaves you wondering whether you’ll ever find your way back to each other. Loosely based off of Oceans by Seafret.

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader (friends to lovers)

Word count: 4,200

A/N: This is a little different from what I usually write, and it’s not a request, but I hope you like reading it!