#Once my mom told me how they both came to the airport and when my dad arrived he didn't even get up but when she arrived he got up

[dawei-s]

Close to my grandma's age when she had my dad literally wtf

[aemondwhoresworld]

“MY DAUGHTER HATED ME!”

pairing: dad!ewan mitchell x mom!reader ; ewan mitchell x actress!reader

part of series: y/n, ewan and elowen mitchell

part 2

summary: following the success of House of The Dragon, you and Ewan were invited to appear on Jimmy Fallon’s The Tonight Show. However, it seems that the story about your only daughter, elowen captured the majority of the audience's attention after that interview.

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warning: english is not my first language, use of y/n, ewan and reader are actor and both are in hotd cast, fluff (?), etc

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That evening, you and Ewan stepped onto the stage of The Tonight Show, greeted by enthusiastic applause and cheers from the audience. Jimmy Fallon, with his familiar smile, guided you and Ewan to your seats and then thanked both of you for coming on the show.

"Let me introduce tonight's guests, the actors from House of The Dragon, please welcome Ewan Mitchell and Y/n Mitchell, playing Prince Aemond Targaryen and Princess Visenya Targaryen," Jimmy announced

"Thank you both for being here," Jimmy expressed his gratitude to you and Ewan for accepting the invitation to be interviewed.

Ewan, with his usual calm and slightly shy demeanor, responded modestly, "No, no, thank you for having us." You also smiled warmly and added, "Yes, thank you, Jimmy, for inviting us here; it's an honor."

Jimmy chuckled and continued his introduction to the audience.

Jimmy then began, "First, I want to congratulate both of you on the success of House of The Dragon!" His congratulations were met with enthusiastic applause from the audience, accompanied by loud clapping. Jimmy joked, "Well—they're already too fond of you guys."

"Thank you, Jimmy," you and Ewan said in unison, both of you still smiling brightly.

"So, Ewan, can you tell us about your life after the explosion of House of The Dragon?" Jimmy asked, but before letting Ewan answer, he quickly added a clarification, "I mean, it was already a hit after Season 2 aired, but now with Season 3 out, how has it changed?"

Ewan clicked his tongue lightly and said, "Well… I think it has, a bit. People still seem like they want to run away from me whenever I step out of the airport or when they see me on the street." After saying that, Ewan couldn't help but laugh, and you, having witnessed those moments, couldn't stop laughing either.

Jimmy laughed along, then turned to you and asked, "Is that really true, Y/n?" All you could do was nod in agreement, confirming it was indeed true. After laughing too much at your husband's story, you caught your breath and shared, "Once, on a flight to the set, a little girl came up and asked me to get his autograph because she was too scared." You burst out laughing at the memory, and so did Ewan, Jimmy, and the audience.

"But I want to affirm to everyone that my husband, Ewan Mitchell, is a good man, a good husband, and a good father!" you said, looking at Ewan with pride. The pride and love in his eyes for you were unmistakable, making the atmosphere in the room even warmer.

Jimmy couldn’t help but laugh again, sharing in the pride and joy you both displayed.

“Speaking of Ewan as a father, does your daughter know that both of you are famous?” Jimmy asked the two of you.

Ewan responded, “She does… but she only found out recently.” He chuckled softly, explaining that for a long time, their daughter had been a fan of Harry Collett without realizing that her own parents were co-stars with him, and perhaps even more famous.

“On her 3rd birthday, after she blew out the candles, I asked her what she wished for,” Ewan continued, his face glowing with pride as he spoke of your daughter.

“She told me, ‘I wish that one day, mommy and daddy will be as famous as Harry Collett,’” Ewan recounted, causing the audience to erupt in laughter once more.

“At that moment, I briefly wondered if my wife and I were just amateur actors,” Ewan said with a laugh, taking a quick sip of water before continuing. “That’s when we decided to take her to the set of House of The Dragon to show her.”

“But even then, she wasn’t fully convinced by us,” you added, clearly enjoying the audience’s amusement at the story involving your daughter, Elowen.

“Seeing how much the audience here is enjoying your stories about your daughter, can you explain the video that’s being shown on the screen?” Jimmy asked, pointing to the screen in front of you.

The screen displayed a video of you and your daughter, Elowen, sitting at the kitchen counter coloring together. You had set up your phone to capture what you thought was a hilarious moment, intending to send it to Ewan, but it was so adorable that you decided to post it on your social media.

“So, El, can you tell mommy again why you said that to mommy?” you asked your daughter in the video. Elowen paused her coloring, sighed, and responded, “Because I saw daddy putting a ring on another woman hand, so now I don’t like daddy at all,” she said before immediately dropping her head to cry. The audience burst into laughter some with a soft ‘aww’

“Okay, okay, can you explain why that happened, Y/n? Why did she say that?” Jimmy asked.

“Well, as you saw, Elowen and I were coloring together when she suddenly turned to me and said, ‘Mommy, I don’t like daddy,’ so I thought she must have had a reason for saying that,” you explained, shifting in your seat position before continuing, “So I set up my phone to record, but it wasn’t until I showed the video to Ewan that we realized she was talking about the scene where Aemond gets married, you know in the House of The Dragon episode 2 scene” You couldn’t help but laugh as you finished the story.

"I only showed her that one scene, not the whole episode, so don’t worry," you continued, wanting to make sure everyone knew you hadn't exposed a 3-year-old girl to a series that wasn't suitable for viewers under 17.

The audience roared with laughter, and Jimmy shook his head in amusement. "That's adorable! She really thought her daddy was betraying her mommy on screen."

Ewan chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, she’s still at that age where she doesn’t fully understand the difference between fiction and reality. But I think it’s sweet how protective she is of our relationship."

Jimmy nodded, grinning. "It’s amazing how kids see the world. So, what did you do to make it up to her, Ewan?"

Ewan smiled fondly, glancing at you before answering. "Well, after we explained that it was all just pretend and that daddy only loves mommy, we took her out for ice cream. I think the double scoop of chocolate chip really helped clear things up."

You laughed, adding, "And, of course, we had a long talk with her about what acting really means. But I think it was the ice cream that sealed the deal."

Jimmy leaned back in his chair, clearly enjoying the exchange. "Well, it sounds like you two have it all figured out—balancing stardom with parenthood. And I have to say, it's refreshing to see how grounded and loving your family is, despite the craziness of Hollywood."

"Thank you, Jimmy," you said sincerely, reaching over to give Ewan's hand a squeeze. "We just try to keep things as normal as possible for her, no matter how crazy things get on set."

Jimmy nodded, smiling warmly. "And it’s clear that you’re doing an amazing job. I mean, the way you both light up when you talk about her—it’s obvious that your family comes first."

The audience clapped in agreement, and you couldn’t help but feel a surge of gratitude for the life you and Ewan had built together, both on and off the screen.

"Well," Jimmy said, wrapping things up, "I think I speak for everyone when I say we’re looking forward to seeing more of you both—whether it’s on screen or in more adorable videos with your daughter!"

"Thank you, Jimmy," Ewan said with a grateful smile, and you echoed his sentiments.

As the interview came to a close, you and Ewan exchanged a loving glance, knowing that no matter how big your careers became, nothing would ever compare to the joy of sharing your lives with each other and your daughter.

…pt.2 ? a whole series of ewan being a dad?? or any ideas for dad!ewan?

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Grandpa Alfred

Merry Christmas everyone!!! here is a Christmas story requested by A29Z10!

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Marinette felt like Ronald wasn’t her grandpa. She didn’t know who was her real grandpa though. Her dad always said his mom didn’t tell him but hoped she would one day so he could meet his real father… but that day never came… all because of Cat Noir. During an akuma battle he messed up and caused Marinette’s parents to be crushed to death… and the miraculous cure couldn’t bring them back.

Marinette was out of school for two weeks to mourn the death of her parents. She would read the last letter her grandpa Ronald wrote to her dad; he revealed how he wasn’t Tom’s actual father in the letter and she would be sad from reading it. The kwami’s worked hard to protect her from any akuma Hawkmoth might send her way.

But they couldn’t always protect her…

Once back at school… Lila and Adrien led the class to make fun of Marinette for being an orphan. Miss Bustier never made them stop and as a result her mental health was getting worst as the days past. Jagged and Penny took Mari into there care and lived with her while Gina was away, they hoped she would return soon because they were deeply worried about Marinette each day, she comes back from school looking worst.

When Gina returns to Paris she is horrified at Marinette’s condition. It broke her and she knew that Paris was no longer safe for her. So, even though it broke her grand-daughter to leave her home… she left with Gina with the help of Jagged to Gotham so Gina could bring her to an old friend of her’s who could care for Mari.

Which led to Gina seeing Alfred once more… Tom’s real father…

See, years ago… Gina and Alfred were both secret agents and were working together often… which led to Gina getting pregnant with Alfred’s child. Before she could tell him though, Alfred left to care for the Wayne’s… leaving Gina alone to give birth to Tom. When she retired, she moved to Paris and met Ronald who adopted Tom as his son and helped Gina raise him after they got married.

They both decided to not tell Tom unless they were dying… and then Ronald passed and gave Tom the truth in a letter. Gina wishes she had been in Paris when Ronald’s death came… then she would have told Tom about Alfred… but she was too late. So now… she needed to help Marinette in anyway she could. So, when she saw Alfred at the airport… she knew she had to tell him everything.

So, she asked him to have coffee with her and told him everything. It broke Alfred’s heart to know he had a son… but sadly passed before he could meet him and his wife… but now he has a grand-daughter who needs help “My friend just messaged me that she can’t watch Marinette” Gina said with a sigh “Let me, Gina. I want to know my grand-daughter better” he replied making Gina sigh and nod to his offer. So, with that, Marinette moved to the Wayne manor.

Gina waited with her as Alfred picked up Bruce who had gone to Japan for a business deal. His biological son was at school and his adopted kids were all working at the moment so they would be back later in the day. Mari was sadly nervous about the whole thing but Gina promised that everything would be alright in the end for her and that she would be happy once more in no time.

And she was right…

When Alfred returned with Bruce, he sat down in the kitchen with his granddaughter while Bruce spoke to Gina to understand Marinette’s situation better. He finds out slowly about Marinette’s personal life back in Paris and her hobbies which makes Alfred happy, at one point they bake together a few things Marinette loved to make with her parents making him happy to see her smile… meanwhile.

Bruce finds out from Gina what Marinette went through “She was bullied on her first day back?” he asked making Gina nod “She mourned the death of her parents for two weeks since she also needed to take care of a few things since I wasn’t there to do them… and when she came back, she was made fun of for becoming an orphan” she explained which angered Bruce greatly.

He was now determined to help Marinette “What about her teachers?” he asked making Gina sighed “Her main teacher ignored it. She let them bully her during her class and reprimanded Marinette for causing this to happen” she explained making Bruce get pissed.

He couldn’t believe a woman like her was hired as a teacher in the first place… he was determined to resolve all of this for Marinette no matter what. Damian came home from school to the smell of baked goods coming from the kitchen with the sounds of giggling. He peeked into the kitchen to see an angel with Alfred baking in the kitchen together. He became very interested in her and hoped to get to know her soon enough.

It barely took an hour after everyone returned for everyone to know who Marinette was and what happened to her in Paris… none of them were happy at all with what she was put through and were determined to make everyone pay. In a matter of days, the Wayne’s uncovered what was happening in Paris and decided to help Ladybug to defeat Hawkmoth, they did research on the akuma’s and who works with Hawkmoth and slowly formed a plan to help Ladybug defeat him once and for all… and take down the ones who hurt Marinette while they were at it while in Paris.

Damian protected Mari at school since she was put in his class and made sure she was safe at all times no matter what anyone tried… good or bad he planned to keep her happy and safe since he didn’t want her to be bullied once more… and if that meant secretly do a background check on anyone who looked interested in becoming close to Marinette… then so be it.

Bruce helped set Marinette up with what she needed while everyone chipped to bond with Mari in some type of way. Alfred was happy to see his granddaughter smiling and being at peace now from her pain in Paris. Soon though the Wayne’s went to Paris to take down Marinette’s old high school… while taking down Hawkmoth with Ladybug.

Within a few days, Hawkmoth was revealed as Gabriel and he was arrested, Lila was uncovered and exposed for her lies and was labelled a terrorist aid since she helped Hawkmoth akumatized a few people, Adrien was arrested since it was discovered he had caused the death of Marinette’s parents on purpose as he wanted to punish her for fighting against Lila, the school was shut down, Damocles and Bustier were arrested and the students who bullied Marinette paid the price by being taken to court and each getting a criminal record for their actions towards Marinette.

While this was all happening, Damian and Alfred helped Marinette where they could to help her heal from everything. She started dating Damian and laughed as she heard Alfred give him “the talk” which made Damian sulk for a while. As everything began to settle, Marinette felt happy and free with Hawkmoth gone and all of the miraculous back together.

She felt bad for using the fox miraculous to make an illusion of herself before leaving for Paris to take down Hawkmoth but it had to be done so Alfred and Damian didn’t know she was gone. She planned on telling them all about the miraculous… but not right now since she wanted to relax and rest from everything. Sure, her old classmates did try to contact her to have her help them but she ignored them. They were in the wrong and there was no way she would lie and say that nothing big happened between them.

Years go by and she was engaged to Damian. She was really happy and couldn’t wait to get married to Damian. The day he proposed was Christmas, he gave her his present which was a jewelry box and inside the song that plays at weddings began and her sweet kwami’s came out to present her the message “Will you marry me angel?” and Plagg presented her the ring Damian got her.

She accepted and together they decided on a Christmas themed wedding for them… it simply sounded perfect for them and so that’s what they planned to do. Sadly, her old classmates still try to contact her, Adrien was released and quickly began to harass her to have her date him and Lila to her surprise went to social media talking to her as if they were friends and she was only asking for a small favor… when she was asking for a job, a nice apartment, some connections and a famous boyfriend.

She ignored them all though. Let them suffer with there coal from being bad for so long while she enjoyed herself at long last… she was happy now and wanted it to stay that way… Alfred smiled towards his granddaughter as she hugged Damian as the Wayne’s were together for Christmas.

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Jon often forgets how petty his fiance could be as he watched her force Josh to switch seats with her on the plane so she was two rows ahead of him instead of sitting next to him. Their first flight had been canceled, leaving them in the airport for an extra 5 hours. He had tried to talk to Dominique, only to be met with silence and glares. Jon sucked his teeth as Josh made eye contact with him as he made his way over to him. 

“Aye it's gone be all good twin. Y’all got all week to work it out.” Jon snorted. He had peeked into her phone earlier when she was texting her mom and saw that she had asked her mom to pick her up from the airport.  

“Unlikely. Moniqiue is picking her up and taking her back to Ensley.” 

“Uce, that's a 12 minute drive. If you really wanna work shit out with Dom then do it. Hurry up and text Ms Mo before the flight takes off. Tell her she doesn’t need to come anymore.”  Jon didn’t respond to his twin, too busy looking at Dominique and trying to think of ways to get her back to him, back with him. 

“I don’t know what to do.” Jon confessed. “I know I fucked up and I apologized, but I just don’t know what else to do.” Josh sucked his teeth causing Jon to look over at him. “What?”

“You being deadass Uce? I know you not being deadass. Jon, you flew her out to Paris so you could propose in front of the Eiffel Tower because that's what she told you her ideal proposal was. Dominique is just stubborn as hell but you know what to do, Just follow your heart.” 

Dominique rolled her eyes and let out a groan at all the messages her mother had sent her pertaining to her wedding. Dom had told her mom that the wedding was off but Monique Walker-Coleman did not care. She knew how her daughter was and she knew that Dominique and Jon would work it out.  

She didn’t even bother responding to her mom. She took her headphones out of her carry-on and slipped them on to her head. After putting on her playlist, she closed her eyes and tried to drift  off to sleep, but her mind kept going back to what Ishana had said to her. 

Dom knew Ishana was right but she also knew that if the shoe was on the other foot, Ishana would have turned her own fiance every way but loose! She understood that Jon knew he fucked up and all he wanted was for Dominique to forgive him, but she was hurt. She watched, with her own two eyes as her fiance let some bitch get into his space. He let that bitch KISS him! 

Dominique opened her eyes and  took a deep breath trying to calm herself down, if she thought about it anymore she was gonna be put on the no fly list after she got through with Jon. 

Dominique all but ran off of the plane. She could hear Jon calling after her as she grabbed her bags from baggage claim and hightailed it to where her mom was waiting for her. “Go!” She yelled once she got in her moms car , then winced as her mother narrowed her eyes. “Sorry, can you just drive please?’ Monique nodded and drove off just as Jon came sprinting out of the building.

Monique stared at her daughter, very disappointed in what she was hearing. “Yes, he fucked up.” Monique started off and Dominique smiled, finally someone was on her side. “But,” Monique said, causing Dom’s smile to fade. “You also fucked up by not letting him know how you feel about marriage before y’all even got engaged. You’re afraid to go through what me and your father went through and I don’t blame you. But you can’t let that ruin what you and Jon have. Y’all both went through some rough shit before finding each other. Don’t let  your fear mess that up Dominique.” 

“So what you're saying is that it’s my fault for not telling him I'm scared of being married.” Dominique scoffed, sitting back in  her chair and crossing her arms over her chest as Monique rolled her  eyes.

“Girl, you know damn well that’s not what I said.” Monique reached across the table and gently grasped her daughter's hand, squeezing it. “I don’t want you to be like me, Meeks. Don’t blow this situation out of proportion. You and him messed up and you and him need to sit down and talk to each other, without screaming.” Monique said, pointing an accusatory finger at her daughter. “You nicely tell him how you feel, not just about the situation but marriage as a whole and you listen to what he has to say.” 

Dominique stayed out with her mother as late as she could. It was nearing 4 pm when she finally made it home and normally she would have gone in the house and started on dinner but she was still pissed off with him, she didn’t care if he ever ate again. 

She furrowed her eyebrows as she walked in the house, taking a note of the silence, which was very unusual in their house. She walked into the kitchen and jumped when she saw him sitting there, nursing a bottle of beer. She let out a sigh when she saw two empty bottles in the recycling bin. 

“Didn’t think I was gonna see you tonight.” He said in greeting and Dominique ignored him, walking over to the counter and shuffling through the bills that had accumulated while they were on the road. She noticed that his keys were thrown on the counter and not on the hook by the garage door. 

“I hope you decided to drink those after you went wherever you needed to go.” She muttered, flickering her eyes up to his. “You can’t afford another DUI.” That was a low blow. Jon chuckled and picked at the label. 

“That was uncalled for.” He muttered, his voice laced with hurt. “You ain’t have to say that Dom.” He let out a scoff when she shrugged. 

“What you did was uncalled for too.” 

“Now you just being childish and petty, Dominique.” 

“Hmm.” She hummed and placed the bills back down on the counter. “I’m going to take a shower.” She said, huffing as she heard him following after her. “Stop following me Jon.” 

“I just wanna talk to you.” He pleaded as he followed her up the steps and into their bedroom. She sighed and walked into their closet to get her some nightclothes ready. 

“I am talking to you Jonathan.” She called out from the closet. 

"Dom, please." He pleaded, taking his hair out of the ponytail and running his fingers through it. "I just want to talk to you” 

“Jonathan, we can talk in the morning. I just want to shower. “ He sucked his teeth and watched as she disappeared into the bathroom. He sighed and stood up to follow her in the bathroom.

"Okay I'll talk you listen." He sat on the toilet lid and she glared at him.

"Jon can you just - " She started but he cut her off.

"I fucked up and I'm sorry." He said and he rubbed his hand down his face. "I didn't know she was gonna do what she did, Dom. I-" He stopped and shrugged. "I don't know you told me to go find someone else and I was pissed but my intentions weren't to disrespect you." She rolled her eyes and rested her but against the sink so she was facing him.

"I obviously didn't really mean it, Jonanthan!" She cocked her eyebrow at him. Was he serious? So now all of a sudden he wants to do everything she said. If she said jump would he say how high?

"I know that Dominique, I was drunk and upset. Like I Just said it wasn't my intentions."

"So what were your 'intentions'?" She said using air quotes.

"I don't know Dominique." He stressed. She was making this more difficult than it needed to be. Why couldn't she just accept his apology. "All I know is that you pissed me off." She scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

"So that's what I had to look forward to if we got married? You letting different women in your space when I piss you off?" He groaned.

"Of course not Dom.-" She cut him off .

"What if it was me, Jon?" He raised his head from his hands and looked at her.

"What?"

"What if it was me? What if you saw me with another dude all over me in the club and I didn't push him away? Would you forgive me right away?" He clenched his fist at the thought of another man even touching her. “You already was pissed off because you seen me with Randy.” 

"I'm not the only one at fault here Dominique." He deflected and she let out a huff and crossed her arms. "9 months of you pushing me away everytime I ask about the wedding, our wedding. Everytime I bring it up you either start an argument or walk away." He said, standing up from the toilet and walking closer to her. She averted her gaze, looking at the wall behind his head. He was right, he wasn't the only one at fault but he played a bigger role in this problem than she did.

She could be woman enough to admit that all of their other arguments were petty and childish and all her fault but this was entirely on him.

"Okay but I didn't let some guy kiss me." He restrained himself from rolling his eyes. She wasn't going to let that go any time soon.

"And I apologized for that and already told you that I didn't know she was going to do that."

"That doesn't make it okay Jon!" She yelled looking at him again. "None of this is okay! I'm allowed to have reservations about the wedding! I'm allowed to not be sure about certain shit Jonathan!" She was trying her hardest not to cry.

"So you're not certain about us?"

"That's not what I'm saying."

"So what are you saying Dominique?"

She stared at him. She wasn't sure what she meant by that. She was certain that she wanted to be with him, but she wasn't certain that she wanted to get married to him.

"I don't know." She mumbled, looking down at her feet. He scoffed.

"You know what." He let out a humorless chuckle. "Maybe we should just you know." He made a break apart motion with his hands. "If this wasn't what you wanted." He motioned between the two of them. "You shouldn't have accepted my proposal." He said turning around and walking back into their shared room.

Dominique stared after him in shock. That wasn't how she thought the conversation was going to go. She didn't expect him to walk out. She walked into the bedroom to see him packing an overnight bag.

"I'm going to stay at my moms." He said not sparing her a glance as he walked out of the room. She followed behind him wanting to tell him not to go and that she did want to be with him but something in her wasn't letting her.

He left the house slamming the door and let out a frustrated scream once he was in his truck. 

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Serendipity - Ch. 14

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Jey POV

*A Few Days Later*

Druitt's trip to Atlanta was coming to an end, as she stood on the side of the bed packing her bag.

I walked over behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I laid my head on her shoulder, swaying us slightly back and forth. 

"Hey honey, what you doing?" she said as she continued packing.

"Nothing, just spending time with you" she folded the last shirt, then turned around in my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck. 

"Awee are you going to miss me" she said in a teasing tone. I hugged her tighter, pulling her closer. Leaning down, brushing my lips on hers.

"Of course that's without a doubt" 

"Well I am going to miss you too" She leaned up more closing the gap between, engulfing ourselves in a lingering kiss. We stayed there for a few moments then pulled away. 

"Let's compromise, my parents and brother are coming out to Florida for Thanksgiving" she rubbed her finger through my beard "Why don't you and Jeyce come out there as well"

"That sounds like a plan to me, then how about you come here for Christmas"

She smiled up at me "Sounds like a plan Main Event" I let her go and let her finish packing up. I helped her with the bags downstairs. 

Jeyce came around the corner and went to give Dru a hug. 

"I don't want you to leave" 

She hugged him tighter and ruffled his hair "It's ok buddy you'll see me soon, I told your dad that you guys can come to my house down in Florida"

He pulled back with an excited expression on his face "Really?"

She laughed as she shook her head "yes really buddy"

She gave him a final hug and he ran off back to his game room. I placed her bags in the car and we left to the airport. 

"I am glad your mom and son like me" she sighed as she leaned back in her seat.

"I had no doubt they would, you are a lovable person" I grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it as she smiled.

Once we pulled up to the airport and got her bags out I pulled her into another hug and a kiss. 

"You know the drill, call me when you land beautiful"

She leaned up and pecked my lips again "I will, I love you see you on Monday"

"I love you more" with one final hug she grabbed her things and went inside, as I got back in my car and headed back home.

Druitt POV

*A Few Days Later*

I was walking to hair and makeup to finish getting ready for the night. I met up with Jess & Michelle, the glam team. They were finishing up with Indi.

"Hey Indi!" I went up and hugged her. We started in NXT together before I was drafted up a few years ago. "How have you been?"

"Hey girl, I've been good, how's champ life?"

"It is a lot easier chasing the title than trying to keep it I'll tell you that" we both laughed "Maybe one day me and you can throw down in the ring, like the good old days in NXT"

"I wouldn't be opposed to that" Jess and Michelle finished up with her and we hugged on last time and she left. I sat down in the chair and they began working their magic.

(outfit- I know this was Naomi gear but pretend there is a R instead of a N)

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*A Few Moments Later*

I was walking to the interview area as I had a backstage segment with Kayla. I noticed Jackie and Jey doing an interview. Jey was looking really good in his gear, and his shades. I've noticed he had his grills in. I looked over and seen how Jackie was looking at him and raised my eyebrow. 

I watched as they concluded the interview and Jackie was talking to Jey, touching his shoulder and batting her eyes. I shook my head and watched the whole interaction. Jey politely moved her hand and ended the conversation, letting her know he was seeing someone. He finally noticed I was standing there and his eyes widen. 

I smiled as I walked up "hey guys"

Jackie turned to me and smiled "hey girl, what's going on"

"Nothing much, about to do this interview with Kayla" I turned to Jey who was just looking in between us "What's up uce"

Jey raised his eyebrow but quickly fixed his expression "Im good ... uce" he looked me up and down. It was very hard not to break character right now. Thankfully Kayla walked up to cause a distraction.

"Hey Dru you ready?"

"Yeah I'm ready" Jey and Jackie walked away as Kayla and I setup and did the interview. 

Afterwards I made it back to my dressing room, and before I could even fully close the door, my back was up against the wall. 

"So I'm uce now?"

I couldn't help but laugh at his facial expression "What? Everybody calls you uce?"

"Yeah, but you ain't everybody" I smirked "it's babe, baby or anything else"

"Ok babe" I laughed as he let me go and gathered up all my stuff. We grabbed our things and drove back to the hotel. 

I was doing my night routine when I came out the bathroom "Hey can you hand me that bag over there"

He reached over towards my things and grabbed my small bag and handed it to me. 

"Thanks uce" and before I knew it I was pulled onto the bed, letting out a squeal. 

"What did I tell you earlier?"

"What? I can't remember" I softly laughed as I saw something flash in his eyes

"Don't worry" he leaned up taking his shirt off "I am going to help you remember"

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@xbriexx , @mindairy , @tribalchief2112 , @theusotwinzcom , @yana3sworld

[pinkslipxox]

May I please pleaseeee request Miko with a Boricua reader that grew up in Humboldt Park (Chicago's historical Puerto Rican neighborhood) and has never been to the island, so Miko takes her for the first time 🥹

I just need this cause my mom has never taken me to PR

Ahhh ofc, mi amor! Manifesting that you go there one day 🫶💋 Hope you like it xx

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“Can you please tell me where we’re going?” you whine playfully to your girlfriend, who only shakes her head with a hint of a smile on her face.

“Te dije que es una sorpresa, mi amor,” she murmurs softly, pulling you closer to her side. She plants a kiss to your temple. “I promise you’re going to love where we’re going.”

You pout. “You’re not even going to give me a hint?”

“Hmm…” Miko places a finger on her chin, pretending to think. “Nope!”

It is very early in the morning. The sun hasn’t even gone up yet. Yesterday, Miko had told you to pack your bags, telling you that the two of you were going to take a little trip. You’ve been begging for her to tell you where you were going ever since. Yet no matter how you plea, Miko has remained tight-lipped about your destination.

The two of you are seated at a private VIP lounge at the Midway International Airport. You’re tired from having to wake up so early but you’re incredibly excited and anxious. Upon arriving at the airport, your luggage was taken away and you two were escorted to the lounge. The both of you are dressed in hoodies, sweats and beanies. And all that you’re doing right now is waiting to board the plane.

Not just any old plane. A private plane. Owned by Miko.

Just as you’re about doze off, Miko gently shakes your shoulder and tells you that it’s now time to board the plane. Your hand is held by Miko’s the entire time you walk to the plane. You start to get excited again once you’re sat in your seat.

“Can I at least guess where we’re going?” you muse with a playful smile and Miko chuckles.

“Dale, mi amor,” she says with a nod of head.

“Are we going to Hawaii?” you ask after a beat of silence.

Miko smirks. “Good guess but no.”

“Bali?” you guess again and Miko shakes her head with a smile.

“Okay, final guess— Spain!” you say confidently, and Miko laughs softly.

“We just came back from Spain, mi vida,” Miko hums and you huff dramatically.

You pout. “Please tell me!”

“My lips are sealed, nena,” Miko teases, pretending to zip up her lips and throwing the key away.

The two of you continue to banter back and forth until the pilot announces to prepare for takeoff. Before you know it, the plane is in the air, and you feel yourself slowly drifting off to sleep again. You hear Miko coo and she lifts the armrest. She pulls you to her side, lowers your beanie so that it covers your eyes, and kisses your cheek.

“Que descanses bien, mi amor,” she whispers lovingly in your ear, making you smile. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

And you fall asleep.

The next thing you know, your girlfriend is sweetly coaxing you awake by whispering in your and planting small kisses to your neck. With a smile on her face, she tells you to look out the window. You see that the plane is now flying over crystal blue waters. The sun is just hitting its peak in the sky, it’s light generously pouring over the sea, making the waves shimmer like sapphires. It’s at that moment you realize where Miko is taking you.

“Miko… we’re going to Puerto Rico?” you gasp, your eyes swelling with tears as you feel your heart beat faster.

“Surprise!” she squeals, her eyes twinkling with excitement as her smile grows upon seeing your reaction.

Your family is from Puerto Rico. And although your parents have brought you up to love the island, you’ve never had the chance to go there. You grew up all your life in Humboldt Park hearing how beautiful the island is, how kind the people are, and marveled at how proud your family, friends and neighbors were to share their experiences with you. When you had first started dating, you expressed your desire to Miko about going to Puerto Rico and she vowed that one day she will take you.

And here you two are now.

“Te amo, te amo, te amo!“ You wrap your arms tightly around Miko, your tears slowly streaming down your face as the pilot announces over the intercome that the plane will land in San Juan in thirty minutes.

“Yo tambien te amo mucho, Y/N,” Miko says, embracing you just as tightly. “Estoy tan feliz y emocionada por estar de regreso a Puerto Rico contigo. Vamos a pasarla muy bien.”

“I know we will.” You pull away from her slightly. “We always do, no matter where we go.”

“That’s right we do, baby,” Miko hums as she leans in and gives you a sweet kiss to your lips.

[avalanchesumich]

reunion- mackie samoskevich

mackie samoskevich x reader

warnings; like one or two swear words. if i missed anything else, lmk!

ten more seconds until michigan would be eliminated from the frozen four.

your hand was wrapped tightly with your friend, and you looked down at your feet, feeling your heart drop as the buzzer rang. you squeezed your eyes tightly in hopes to put a stop to the tears threatening to escape your eyes. no reason to cry yet, you told yourself.

after a while, mackie had slowly come out of the locker room. his eyes searched for you immediately, his shoulders becoming less tense when he saw you. he made his way towards you, dropping his bag at your feet. you instantly opened your arms for him to fall into. mackie melted into your embrace.

you had to blink back your own tears when you felt his against your shoulder. “i know, baby. i know,” you whispered. one of your hands went to cradle his head while the other was rubbing comforting circles on his back.

“i tried so hard,” he whispered. “but it wasn’t enough.”

you shook your head. “don’t say that, mack,” you said softly. mackie pulled back to meet your eyes. “you guys had a great season. you’ll just have to take this loss and use it to make you stronger next season.”

hearing your words, mackie looked away for a moment. he took a deep breath and turned to look back into your eyes. “we need to talk about that, baby.”

your heart dropped and you felt the burning sensation in your eyes. “you’re going to florida?”

you and mackie had been preparing for his leave as michigan’s season came closer to an end, unaware of when the panthers would be ready for him. but in this moment, you realized that no amount of preparation could help the heartbreak you were feeling.

“well, charlotte for now,” mackie corrected. he took your hands in his, rubbing the backs with his thumbs. “and i still have a couple days. we go back to michigan and pack my stuff, spend the next couple of days together,” he explains. mackie frowns as the tears stream down your face. he reached up and cupped your face, wiping away your tears. “please, don’t cry, baby. we’ll be back with each other before you know it.“

you leaned into his touch and nodded. “the semester’s almost over,” you added in weakly. “i can fly to wherever you’ll be. and your first game, i’ll be at your first game.”

mackie smiled sadly and nodded. “you better,” he chuckles. “i told my parents about it when i saw them earlier. i would’ve told you sooner, if i could’ve. i’m so sorry, y/n/n.”

you wrapped your arms around his torso and brought him in for another hug. “don’t apologize. don’t ever apologize for doing the one thing you’ve always wanted.”

mackie sighed and nodded. he pressed a kiss to the top of your head before pulling away to see your face again. “mom said they were gonna get you tickets to my first game.” you shook your head, but mackie held his hand up. “don’t decline it. you’ve met the woman, no saying no to her.”

you let out a watery laugh and nodded. “i’ll give her a call later.” mackie hummed. “yeah, later. right now, i wanna spend time with just you while i still can.”

the time had come to bring mackie to the airport, and the both of you were equally upset. mackie was holding your hand tightly, and his other hand was dragging his suitcase behind the two of you. once the two of you had gotten as far as you could go, you came to a stop.

you looked up at mackie, eyes roaming all over his face, as if you were studying him. swallowing hard, you forced yourself to smile up at him as tears threatened to escape. mackie’s eyes narrowed. “we promised no tears,” he whispered. “you cry, i cry. remember?”

you tried to blink the tears away, but it was no use. “i know, sorry,” you mumbled, rubbing at your eyes with the back of your hand. “you’ll text me when you land? and when you get to your apartment?”

he nodded, his nerves easing slightly as you interrogated him. he smiled softly. “i’ll call you, how about that?” you nodded, rather aggressively, causing mackie to laugh. “everything’s gonna be okay, baby,” he said. he pulled you into his arms, swaying the two of you back and forth.

“i know,” you nodded. you pulled away and looked up at him. “i love you.”

mackie smiled. “i love you,” he said. “so much.” he tipped your chin up with his finger and brought you into a kiss.

it had been almost a year since you’d last seen mackie; long distance had been a bitch, but the two of you had been managing.

currently, you were working your shift at the local diner, getting ready to close when a voice spoke up,

“excuse me?”

“i’m sorry,” you looked up from the tablet on the desk in front of you. “we’re clo-“ you cut yourself off, and tears instantly stung your eyes as you took in the person before you. “mackie?”

“hi, baby,” he nodded, a grin forming on his face.

“oh my god,” you whispered. you rushed from behind the desk and into his arms.

mackie’s arms wound tightly around you, one of his arms wrapped around your waist and the other cradling your head.

“missed you,” you whispered into his neck. “i missed you so fucking much.”

“i missed you,” he replied softly. “more than you know.” you stayed in his arms for a moment longer before you pulled away from him. mackie reached up and placed his hand on your cheek, using his thumb to wipe away her tears. “why are you crying?”

you leaned your cheek into his hand, gingerly wrapping your hand around his wrist. “i can’t believe you’re here, is all.”

mackie smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “so you’re saying i nailed this whole surprise thing?”

you giggled and nodded. “yeah,” you replied. “you nailed it.”

“maddy owes me twenty bucks now,” mackie smiled triumphantly. “she thought i’d ruin it for sure.”

you laughed at this, shaking your head. “i’m so in love with you.”

“hmm,” mackie hummed, pretending to think. “i like the sound of that.”

you scoffed and poked his stomach. “excuse you?”

mackie chuckled. “i love you more.”

[therealgchu]

generation trauma

i've been thinking a lot about how different genX was raised as compared to the generations after. this came up in a discussion on r/buffy where someone mentioned that they thought joyce was a terrible parent. my comment was that she didn't beat buffy or tell her constantly that she ruins everything, so already miles ahead of mine. and, there were so many other genX voices that echoed similar sentiments. we were the latch-key generation, the feral generation. we were raised to be independent before we were even out of grade school.

on r/genx, the topic of parents forgetting to pick you up from school came up. so many stories about this. here's some samples:

My parents decided to move 3 days ahead of schedule while I was at school and my after-school job and forgot to tell me. I got home from work at 10 p.m. to a dark house with nothing in it.....so forgetting to pick me up after school would be par for the course with them In 1984, I had a friend in highschool, her mom did the same thing, moved, and didn't bring her along. She was 16, got on assistance, found a shitty basement apartment to live, and kept going to school. My parents decided to buy a new house 30 minutes away. They just left my 14 year brother in the original family home by himself. Left him a credit card for food, they paid all the bills, and my mom would come by and stay in her old room once in a while. When he was 16, they bought him a car. They basically gave up being parents when they moved. More than a few times my parents forgot to pick me up after wrestling practice. It was only a 2 mile walk home, but on roads with no sidewalks or street lights (and I was normally pretty exhausted after practice). The worst part was repeatedly trying to call home from the payphone and getting only busy signals. Yes. Forgotten after Girl Scouts. Missed bus transfer first day of 7th grade, called my mom and she was like: tough shit. Both times walked 4 miles home. The best was when my siblings and I flew to my dad’s and he wasn’t at the airport to greet us. He was at the bar, naturally, and had lost track of time.

in so many ways, we were told we weren't wanted, were frequently only accessories trotted out, then shoved back into a corner. so many of my friends are childless because their childhoods were fucking nightmares.

but despite all of that, we still had demands to succeed, to excel. because if we didn't excel, the punishment would be even worse. what we felt, how we were all drowning, well, if you want to cry, i'll give you something to cry about. and the belt/switch/wiffle bat/metal spoon came out.

and, as anyone that's suffered this sort of abuse, while the physical abuse was awful, the above stories were far worse than any beating. at least when they were beating you, in a sick, perverted way, they were at least acknowledging that you mattered.

i think genX should be called generation trauma.

[simp4eshal]

Okay so something happened and idk if I have the right to be angry (?) because everyone around me acting like it’s not that big of a deal.

I used to live in Switzerland, and I had a best friend. The bestest of friends, a sister from another mother. We knew each act other since we were 4/5, but then I moved out to go to Africa when I was 11yo. Heartbreaking.

We told each other we would keep in touch, but at that time we did not have phones and the adults around us were not really of help…. Thankfully, I had an aunt back in Switzerland who kept in touch with my bestie’s mom.

And that is how, many years later, I am in Italy with my family and we decide to go to Switzerland as a 4 day vacation. We manage to get ahold of our aunt to try and talk to my bestie.

Keep in mind, I am now 18/will be 19 soon. I am in uni. I still have my bestie’s picture book that she gave me at the airport before we parted.

Now I have a younger brother, who used to hang out with us from time to time. He’s 4years younger but we allowed it bc my bestie was always home anyway.

When the aunt gave us her number, I was sooo excited. But lowkey nervous, didn’t know what to say.

I talked about it with brother on the first day we were in Switzerland, and he told me to wait for him, that once we got back to the hotel we would both text her on my phone.

Here’s the problem.

We came back, he claimed to be tired and went to sleep for a bit when I went to the bathroom. What I didn’t know, is that he sent her a text when I was taking a shower, without me.

I thought my brother was tired, so I didn’t bring it up. Only to wake up at 4/5am (when my brother was getting ready for suhoor) for him to tell me « Oh yeah, I texted her without you. She answered when you were sleeping, and we made plans to meet on Monday. »

Mind you, I went to sleep ONE HOUR after we showered. He literally had two hours to tell me he texted her and that I should text her before I fell asleep, before she answered.

She was my best friend, not his. We only allowed him to stay around because he was young and a little lonely.

I should’ve texted her first, not him. Now it seems like I really didn’t care that much, like my brother cared more than I did.

Am I the asshole for thinking that way? Everyone acts like I’m overreacting, but I am really hurt.

[lifeisamaze]

Sitting in the airport for hours yesterday, talked a lot to C and somehow she made me realized, every people could only love one person in their live. And somehow, people also can get married to someone without love. They may seem happy to us, but what they feel inside, we will never know. Amazed by how she managed to go this far even she had to go to counselor, attend hypnotherapy, be able to hold back the feeling she had for the love of her life and try to just be present, every. single. day.

She was once wounded by the love of her life, having terrible breakdown then current husband came in. Three of them were best friends but of course, current husband held back his feeling back then. When the chance came, he got in and for someone who is under lot of stress, she tried to accept him. Then when the pressure to get married came from her mom, with unstable mind and no second consideration, she asked her current husband, do you want to get married? And it happened just like that.

And now she confessed that even after 2kids, she couldnt love him. She couldnt sleep well when he Cuddled her, having sex also not that fun and pleasurable. Worst of the worst, she is the one who earned the money for their family. Her top consideration on him is he is not a playboy. The trauma is real. She mentioned that she prefer this kind of life rather than live in insecurity with his ex.

Then she asked me, 'how you both ended up being together? I remembered you had one bf for a long time.' Out of nowhere, the answers slide out without hesitation. ' it was easy for me, i guess i have no love for Gil, no strong bond. And when Dri came in, i let Gil go. We were best friends for years so it is easy for us to connect. I know how much he loves his ex and his heartbreak damaged him a lot. So when he saw me there, an available complete package for him, whats not to like? The same thing to me, Dri was the best package of all, i feel secured so i chose him. Then we both get married. Even until now, we were just like best friend living in the same house under the title husband and wife. We rarely talk, we have our own endless me time, sex is okay, above average, but other than that we're just living together under the same house. I can feel he has that one Love only for his ex ' such long paragraphs easily came out of my mouth. C said she can relate and recall everything back then. She met his ex recently and she still addressed herself, 'dri's ex' to remind C of her.

I told Dri about my convo with C, about his pure love for his ex, his reaction was, 'si sua kong' he didnt even try to defend himself by stating he love me more or anything. He just stop talking. and about she mentioned herself as his ex, he smiled. Then today, he posted my pics on his ig, then told me, i posted your pic, so you dont think that i don't love you' . Action Speaks Louder than words. His first reaction showed me all. I don't need an extra gesture to show me how someone feel for me. I'm not falling for that. And it is funny how i don't feel troubled, angry or sad for it. Maybe it is true, our relationship was never based on love. we just clicked and complete each other as spouse.

C then continue, 'someone asked me,if Ben ever asked me to get back together, will you reconsider? Surprisingly, i thought about it. Maybe i love him that much. ' then random thoughts popped out of my mind. Who in the world i love that much? It is neither Gil nor Dri. Is it even J?

From that long convo, i can relate on her situation. Pity on her, but looking at myself , i guess i am on the same boat as her. She said, 'i have chosen this path and i have to walk on it' and that's what i thought too all this time. Nasi sudah jadi bubur. You got to eat it, or you ended up starving waiting for another nasi to be cooked.

And it makes us both wonder, who in the hell in this world, marry someone who they truly love? We all in search for security as we mature. And we thought, love can be build after. But who knows, that love never grow and we live based on adaptation and adjustment through years. Kids and comforts are the only things that bound us together.

What a life 🫶

[foryoureyesdear]

June 19th, 2023

For your eyes only,

I am currently sitting in the Centurion Lounge at Charlotte, NC Airport. I just spent fathers day weekend with my Grandpa, Grandma, and Dad. It’s my mom’s birthday and I’m flying back to NY to spend time with her and my brother.

What a lovely weekend it was. Funny story, I flew into the wrong airport initially. I had to take an uber to a bus to a train, just to finally get within my grandparents reach to pick me up and bring me to their newly built home.I love their new home, not as much as I love their previous home in the Pocono of course. That house was everything. The smell, the homeiness, the clutter, the SIZE, the fun, the memories. We even had our hands imprinted into the walls of the house. How could I not mis it? It’s such a huge part of my youth. 

I wish I made more of an effort to go ee the house in it’s last days. Or I at least wish I knew the last time I was there, would actually be, the last time I was there.

Anyways I love their new house, It feels just like the one from my childhood, jut more intimate and less hectic. 

The first day I got in we just had wine and Cava for dinner and watched guess who’s coming to dinner. I loved it. Not the movie, but watching the movie with my grandparents and seeing how much they enjoyed it.

The second day, I got some work done, and then went to lounge by the pool with my grandma. Tan a bit, gossip a bit. Me and grandma always gossip, It’s a new thing we’ve developed since becoming not necessarily closer, but just honest and blunt with each other. We’ve kind of dropped the PC family bullshit between each other. It’s a nice feeling. It’s a recent development, 

After the movie and 6 glasses of wine later me and grandma stayed up late talking about family drama while grandpa went to bed. We both shared how important we thought it was that my dad and my grandad connect this weekend, considering the fact that they have not even each other in 4+ years. It was nice to be open with someone about this topic. Especially someone who spends everyday with my grandpa. It was refreshing to hear her perspective. She shared more of her life story. I shared some of mine. I told her I was proud to be her granddaughter, and I admired how much her and my grandpa have overcome in their lives. She shared how similar she thought my dad and grandpa are with heir parenting habits. I agreed.

At the end of the convo we both thanked each other for being o open and honest. She said something that really touched my heart. She said “thank you for that conversation and opening up, It makes me feel included, and I’ve never felt that completely in this family.” We hugged and said goodnight and I slept like a baby.

Third day we went to a spa, got a massage, had some thai food. A pretty chill day. 

I got in an argument with Josh, and that took up the remainder of my evening. In summary he had a huge night with his photography. Shooting one of his favorite artists. When he tried to tell me about it the next day I tried to speak positivity into his future in photography and he rejected it. We talked it out later, he explained how that’s his way of protecting himself from disappointment and I expressed how I speak life into situations because It’s the way I was raied, even if it is anxiety inducing. I love him. We have our arguments like any other couple, but out arguments are so passionate. They have love, confusion, hurt, curiosity, and worry behind them. Not a sliver of hate, anger, or vindictiveness.

The fourth day my dad came. I love seeing my dad. I don’t see him often these days. At first I was a bit frustrated with him. He was doing that thing where it seems like he’s only spending time with everyone, to tell others around him that he spends time with his family. Once I let go of that feeling and really looked at him, I could see a man who was exhausted, who made an effort to his family after non stop travel for work. A man so imperfect but makes and effort, In his own little fucked up way. I love my dad. As angry as I am with him for the past, I love him for the man that he tried to be. And the man that he still has the potential to be? I don’t know. But I cry like a baby after every time I see him recently. Hurt tears, but loving ones.

I asked my grand dad  to have a talk with my dad. A heart to heart. He said he would. Idk if he ended up doing it. But, I’m happy I made the effort to heal wounds between them. I t may help heal the wounds between me and my dad? Who knows.

We had Lobster and steak for fathers day. I baked a blueberry pie. It was okay to me, but everyone said they love it, so it was a success to me. We spent some time chatting reminiscing. 

Then we watched stand up comics. Such a Law family thing to do. We watched Katt Williams, Earthquake, and finished off with Richard Pryor. Such a good time and a good laugh.

Which brings us to the present. Today. I missed my first flight to NY and I’m waiting for my next. Hopefully my mom’s birthday goes well and he’s not too upset that I’m late.

[myriadxofxmuses]

"I'm always interested in a possible fling," Silas told her. "And one out of three ain't bad odds," he added playfully.

Gage didn't hold back the chuckle at his friend's remarks. Silas may play the player well, he knew he was just as soft as Gage when it came to women. Although both men had no trouble picking them up, their status enough pull for any groupie to try and settle down with, but Gage was worse at keeping his attachment in check - usually falling hard and fast.

"Yea?" he asked with surprise.

However he wasn't sure why he was so shocked. Why wouldn't she want to meet his family? He knew there was tension between her and her folks so he never pushed to meet hers, but this was the natural course of a relationship. Even if his life was a little different due to his career choice, he at least believed this was the next step and he couldn't have been more excited to go through with it - which was an unfamiliar yet welcomed feeling.

"Well, they'll be in town Friday," he told her. "Wanna come with me to pick then up fron the airport. I know my sister s'been dying to meet you," he told her happily.

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Gage and Molly made their way through the airport to pick up his mom and sister, their flight recently delayed. His nervousness was overwhelmed by his excitement and he was barely able to contain himself. He didn't care how long he had to wait. His family was finally going to meet Molly.

He linked their hands together as they walked, only letting his grip slip from hers when some fans stopped him for autographs. He switched hands and did his best to quickly take photos and sign whatever was shoved his way - all while keeping hold of her and continuing on to their destination.

"You're gonna love them," he told Molly in her ear, hugging her from behind once they made it to the terminal.

He watched as the passengers deboarded, his excitement growing almost overwhelmingly - enough that he cared little for the paparazzi snapping photos of all the celebrities coming and going at LAX. He and Molly included. But he didn't care. He'd never brought anyone home to meet the family before, even if they weren't technically home, so this was huge for him. And it wasn't until Celeste's voice rang out that he let his grip around Molly slip away.

"Rage Gage!" Celeste shouted out, the siblings crashing into a hug.

Gage hugged her tightly and lifted her off the ground with a small growl of joy. It had been over a year since he'd been able to reunite with them and he missed his family so much. His sister was followed shortly by his mother, who he gave just as enthusiastic of a hug though quite a bit less aggressively.

"Mom. Cell. This, is Molly," he introduced as he brought them over, a smile beaming from ear to ear.

"So you're Molly. The one who's been dominating our conversations," Celeste said, giving her a once over with a smirk. "My brother won't shit the fuck up about you," she added honestly with playfulness.

"It's so nice to meet you finally," his mom chimed in pulling Molly in for a hug. "Don't mind Celeste," she added as they parted. "She's just protective of her brother and hasn't seen him this smitten before."

Gage nervously chuckled and ran a hand over the back of his neck in a feeble attempt to work through the embarrassment his family was now forcing upon him. Molly was special to him, but they were just airing it out as if it was public knowledge.

"O-kay," he cut in, going back to grab Molly's hand. "Now that you've both thoroughly embarrassed me..." he said with another chuckle, desperately wanting to move on. "...let's go get your bags and head back to my place. We don't want to give the paps anymore fuel for gossip than what they already have," he added.

"Happily taken," Gage mumbled to her in agreement, giving her one more quick kiss.

Silas scrunched his face at their adoration for each other. "Ugh. Gag me," he playfully countered. "I don't know how you do it,' he added, shaking off the good feelings that seemed to be emanating from the couple. "I could never be that sweet with someone. Yuck. But you managed to tame the beast with it, so congrats," he continued with a smirk, tipping his beer her way before taking a drink. "So. Where're these friends?" he went on flawlessly, glancing around the party.

Gage chuckled and drank his beer. Silas would learn one day that quality actually was better than quantity. He just needed the right girl to show him. Like Molly had shown him. He knew it would happen when his friend least expected it to. Maybe one of Molly's options would be the one. Doubtful, but there was always hope.

"Hey! When you finally fall, you're gonna fall hard. And I can't wait to see," Gage told him with a smirk, drinking - unaware of the insinuation of his words.

The party was going great. As usual. Gage hadn't been lying when he told Molly she'd be privy to some amazing parties. While they'd attended an after party for the premiere, it was nothing like a Turner shindig. The only differencr this time was that he wanted nothing more than to shut it down so he could be alone with her.

"Good thing I'm not looking to do that. Besides I'm going home in a couple weeks. There would be no point in looking for the one," he told him, drinking. "Speaking of, aren't you heading to see the fam soon too? You bringing the little lady home to meet Sissy?" he asked with a knowing smirk Molly's way.

"Actually I'm not going back this year," he admitted. "They're coming here and I am planning in introducing them," he continued, hugging her slightly closer. "Long as that's ok with you," he added, looking her way.

@lostxones

[uluvjay]

Time to say goodbye- L.Hughes

Summary: you have to say goodbye to Luke as he has to leave for Jersey

Luke Hughes x established relationship reader

A/n: be ready for loads of sad fics once we find out who is all signing😊

Lightly proofread so I apologize for any errors I missed!

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You woke up in his arms on Friday morning, everyone had flown right back to Michigan after the game. You had thousands of thoughts running through your mind as your boyfriends alarm started going off.

The alarm that was waking him up so he could go sign his NHL contract.

They tried getting him to sign it in Tampa and go straight to Jersey but he refused. He wanted to do it at Yost surrounded by people he loved, in a place he loved, not where he just lost the same championship for the second year in a row.

You stayed quiet as he started to wake up and check his phone, the notifications nonstop since he got off the ice Thursday night.

“Good morning” he said as he hugged you tighter and kissed your head

“Morning Lu” you mumble

“I’m sorry” he admitted making you look up at him with confusion

“For what?”

“Having to sign this contract in two hours, and having to leave you, leave Michigan, leave the boys. I want to but I don’t at the same time” he expressed to you.

“Oh Luke” you said as you seen how sad he looked

“I mean me and duke haven’t been apart since freshman year, we’ve been together since our junior year, and these guys are some of my best friends. Not to mention I love it here, I’ve had the best time playing for Michigan, I don’t want to leave but if I don’t sign this contract I’ll be letting so many people down” he was crying at this point.

“Baby listen to me, if you truly aren’t ready to be pro then don’t sign, I can promise you that your family will not be upset with you, I won’t be upset. It’s your choice Luke, it’s your life. But if you are ready to go out there and show the world that a 19 year old Luke Hughes has what it takes to be in the national league, then go get your ass dressed so you can go sign this mother fucker” you told him through your own tears because no matter how bad it hurt that your boyfriend was leaving, he was achieving his dreams.

“God I love you” he said as he pulled you into a kiss that tasted of the salt from your tears and morning breath.

“I love you more” you replied pulling away

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Two hours later you stood holding hands with Ellen and Dylan as Luke signed with the Devils in a conference room at Yost.

All the boys were waiting outside the conference room, they weren’t upset when he picked Dylan to come in the room, everyone knew how hard it was for the two of them to split.

“Congratulations Mr.Hughes your officially a New Jersey Devil” the devils staff member told him shaking his hand.

“Thank you” Luke replied looking towards you and his mom who were both on the verge of tears.

They took their pictures, one of Luke signing a fake contract , one with him and his parents, him and Duker, and then one of you two.

From here he’d go back to the sophomore house to get his bags and then he’d be on a flight to Jersey.

Once all the boys came in to congratulate him and more pictures were taken, everyone gave you two the room.

You didn’t know what to do or say, you knew if your tried to speak you would break out in sobs but you didn’t want to spend your last few moments with your boyfriend in silence

“Y/n..” he started but began crying as well

You just pulled him into your arms and hugged him, you two stayed like that, just holding each other until Ellen knocked on the door letting you two know that you had to get going.

You pulled away and looked up at him, both your faces were red and covered in tears, you probably looked like a raccoon because of your mascara but you didn’t care.

“We gotta go baby” he whispered

“I know”

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You two stayed stuck together the whole ride to the airport, the car was quiet besides the light music from the radio.

Ellen and Jim both knew how hard this was for the two of you, you had been dating for four years and hardly spent long amounts of time apart. However you also knew how hard this was for them to send their last boy off to the Nhl.

After you made it to the gate he shared an emotional goodbye with his parents before turning to you. You ran straight into his arms already crying for the hundredth time that day.

“Flight 729 To Newark New Jersey now boarding” you heard over the intercom and it made your heart pang with hurt.

“Guys it’s time to say your last goodbye” Ellen spoke up but you could hear how sad her voice sounded, she didn’t want her baby to go.

“I love you so much Y/n” he told you as you both pulled apart

“I love you Luke” you replied as you pulled him down into a small kiss before stepping back so his parents could get one more hug in.

You held hands with Ellen once again as you three watched him walk down the hall towards his plane.

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Cried while writing this so I hope you cried to🥲

[truexnfootball]

Meet Your Mama pt2

Am I insane? Yes. Am I releasing this the same day as pt 1? Probably not. Will there be a pt 3? Most definitely. 18+ this time!!

You helped grab Travis 2 week of clothes from his dresser and closet, folded them neatly in his suitcase and zipped it up.

He came up behind you and gave your ass a swat.

"HEY!" you yelled. He only laughed before pulling you into a hug and kissing your head.

"Let me get these for you madame." He said picking up his bags.

"I was hoping you wouldn't make me carry them, their your clothes." You said following him out to your car.

He put his bags in the back of the car and opened your door for you.

"After you m'lady." He said with a goofy grin on his face

"Thank you kind sir." You said pinching his cheek before placing a kiss to the area.

"Your gonna make me blush Y/N." He said mocking your southern accent.

You couldn't help but cackle at how silly he sounded. You couldn't wait for him to meet your family and evidently, put him to some real work on the ranch.

He kept his hand on your thigh the whole way to the airport, stealing a kiss once and again at red lights.

Your parents would pick you both up at the the airport in Dallas once you landed. Travis still has no idea where your going. He's just happy to be with you for 2 weeks.

He parked the car, grabbed both of his and your bags and opened your door for you.

"Trav quit acting like my chauffeur."

"I just love you so much, I want to make you happy." He said smiling at you.

You went to take your bags from him but he quickly stood in the way.

"What do you want now Kelce?"

"Don't think I was gonna let you walk away without paying me." He said tapping his cheek, expecting a kiss.

You let out a sigh and payed him his due, and swiped your bags while he was distracted.

He laughed at the way you sassily walked away from him and hurried after you.

You sat with him, waiting for the call to board the plane. He had headphones on and thankfully couldn't hear when it came over the loudspeaker to board the plane headed to Dallas Love Field Airport.

You both stood up and walked to what he calls "the shutte". He put 2 bags in the overhead storage and you made sure to take the window seat. He settled into the seat next to you and started to doze off. You took the opportunity to nudge your way under his arm and take a nap too.

You woke later to him grunting, as he was just waking up too.

"Good morning to you too big guy." You said looking up at him, laughing a little.

"Mm, are we there yet?" He asked half awake.

"Yeah I guess." You were looking out your window now, getting ready to stand up. The other passengers were getting off, and Travis just wanted to sleep.

"C'mon Trav, we gotta get off." You said climbing over him to grab his right arm in an attempt to pull him up.

"Alright fine." He grumbled, getting annoyed with having to wake up and move.

You grabbed the luggage and Travis was close to follow. You spotted your mom and dad in the parking lot.

You dropped your bags and ran to them. They hugged you and told you how much they missed you. Then he was spotted. The 6'5 hunk you brought with you.

"Oh my god is that..." Your mom started

"Yep, I brought the one and only Travis Kelce with me." You said, pretty damn proud of yourself.

He said hi to both your parents, hugged your mom and shook your dad's hand. Your mom was still shocked as ever with the fact her daughter had brought this stud of a man with her.

They both drove you and Travis to the ranch and showed him around. They had set up another bed in your room for Travis, but you both knew they would be pushed together.

(Editor Ema here, I'm skipping a BUNCH at least to the spicy parts because I wanna include that right about now, so stuffs gonna go quick.)

As your family ate supper, you created small talk with your mom about your life in KC, while your dad talked to Travis about football.

Once you all finished eating, your parents went outside to run some yearlings and you ran upstairs to get changed into pajamas. Know and behold your new man was right behind you as you bent over to grab your jeans off the floor.

"Whew baby, that's one sight that should be the 8th wonder of the world." He said grabbing your ass and pushing lightly on your back.

"Unhand my ass Kelce before I donkey kick you." You said, trying to sound authoritative.

"Awww, pretty girl tryna act tough?" He questioned seductively.

"No, I'm telling you to let me go before you regret this."

"Oh I won't regret a thing sweetheart " he said before picking you up and throwing you on the bed.

You grunted at the impact. Trying to get up, but you felt his hand shove you back down and his large arms cage you in.

"I've waited for this long enough." He said before kissing you roughly. His hands grabbing whatever flesh he could before finally resting one on your left breast and the other on your lower abdomen.

You grabbed his shirt and started to unbutton it while he worked the buttons on your shirt too. Eventually, he got pissed at how long it was taking him, and ripped your shirt in half, discarding it somewhere in the room.

You pushed his shirt off and threw it somewhere and let your hands run over his chest and back. You were too dazed in the heat of the kiss and didn't realize your hand wandered to his crotch, but you knew you felt something hard.

"Watch those hands baby girl, you'll get it soon enough." He said letting out a slight moan before slipping a hand between your legs. He unbuckled his belt and took his pants off, leaving him in just his boxers.

"Take them off Trav." You said trying to catch your breath. He slid his boxers off, revealing his thick member which you immediately took in your hand. He moaned and you prayed to God your parents were still outside.

You took the opportunity to push him off you and get on top. He pulled your underwear down and slid into you. Both of you let out moans as you moved up and down his length.

"Fuck baby, that's so good. Your so good to me aren't you?" He started rambling but the little moans he was letting out were so hot you didn't even want to tell him to stop.

"God Trav this hurts." You said slowing down your pace.

He flipped you both over, hoping to make it easier on you.

He started off slow to let you adjust more, and once you did he picked up pace. Before you knew it he was pounding into you with such force you knew you were going to feel him for weeks.

"OH MY GOD TRAV!" you screamed, gripping his shoulders, hoping to ground yourself.

"I got you baby, I'm almost there." He said with a few hard thrusts before you let out a loud moan and your eyes rolled to the back of your head and he leaned over you more.

A few more brutal thrusts and he was coming with you. Both of you were sent into a drunken daze of lust and passion.

You both came down from your high, and he laid next to you. He faced you and smiled.

"God Y/N, I don't know what was better, winning my second Super Bowl or this."

You laughed and kissed his cheek, "Well Trav, I don't know what was better, seeing your ass earlier or this." You grabbed his ass before giving him another kiss.

He pulled you to him and grumbled against your cheek.

"You better stop that or your gonna get it Y/N."

"I wouldn't complain one bit Travvy." You said before wrapping your arms around him and resting your head on him before drifting off to sleep.

Omg this was a piece of work that's for sure 😅. I never wrote smutty stuff like this so if it's weird, please don't hesitate to let me know. I PROMISE rancher Travis is in the next part, I really wanted to dip my toe in smut and I'm not really sure I like how it turned out. Anywho, I've been dealing with another illness, I was 90% sure it was COVID, but I have my taste and smell, just can't breathe in much or it hurts. This is my 3rd time being sick since December. Everything is okay with me and my mom, just hoping my grandma doesn't get it this bad. She's already showing signs of it and I can only help her and pray. Anywho, toodaloo lovelies, off to write pt 3 where we put Sir Travis on a horse 😂. This is gonna be fun.

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Meeting Your Parents 💗

Part Two

~ Shohei Ohtani Imagine

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Once you arrived to your parents house after they picked you up from the airport, the sun was already setting. You and your mom went into the house while shohei and your father stayed behind to grab the bags from the trunk. You and your mother immediately went into the kitchen and your father took the bags upstairs and put them in a room for you and Sho to unpack later.

Your mother had mentioned how a week ago you told her you had been craving smoked marlin tacos. Well she’s making them for dinner. You were so happy and extremely hungry at the thought of eating those tacos.

You excused yourself from your mom and went to go check up on Shohei. Shohei was just sitting on the couch staring at the blank tv screen.

“Baby turn on the tv silly. My mom and I are gonna be in the kitchen cooking so if you need anything come and let me know okay? Also my dad put our bags in a room and he’s outside feeding the animals they have.” You said.

Shohei just smiled at you and nodded. You turned on the tv for him and put it on a sports Chanel. You then gave him a kiss on the lips and tugged on his hair a bit.

He made a little sound when you tugged on his hair. You pulled away from the kiss and smirked at him. You knew he was craving you.

He tried pulling you back in for a kiss but you dodged him and just playfully messed up his hair while giggling. He let out a sigh of defeat and just laid back and watched the baseball game on the tv.

You smiled and went back to help your mom in the kitchen. You helped her prepare the toppings that go on top of the tacos. You emptied a can of sweetened corned and added some spices plus a bit of lime juice. You cut up some onions, cilantro and limes. You added some pickled jalapeños to a bowl and went and set everything up at the dinner table.

Your mom was almost done with the white sauce that goes along with the tacos. You made some horchata while your mom finished the sauce and the tacos. It only took about 30 minutes to get everything ready as it’s not a dish that requires many steps and the fish is basically already prepared just needs to be heated up.

Your dad came back in the house and went to go wash his hands.

“Sweetheart how many tacos would your boyfriend want? He’s a big boy so I’m guessing he eats a lot?” Your mom asked.

You giggled. “Yeah mom he eats a lot. I’ve seen him eat 6 tacos one time. It’s kind of sexy how hungry he always is. He’s always working out and eating healthy stuff so it doesn’t hurt for him to always be hungry.” You explained.

“I think I like him already. I love a man who can eat” your mom said.

You laughed. “Ah so that’s where I get it from” you said.

Both of you laughed and you helped your mom prepare the dishes. You went to go get shohei and then your dad to let them know dinner was ready. You showed shohei to the bathroom so he could wash his hands.

You went back to help your mom some more and you father was already seated. Your mom put four tacos on his plate, three on hers, and three on yours. She also put four in Shohei’s plate. You were putting ice in cups and pouring the horchata and handed them to everyone.

Shohei had sat down and thanked your mom for preparing his plate. He also thanked you for the horchata.

“If you want more tacos you let me know okay mijo (son)? There is plenty of fish for more tacos so don’t be shy” you mother said

“Thank you” shohei said to your mom while smiling.

She smiled back at him and you finally sat down to join them.

Your parents had already prepared their tacos so you handed the toppings to shohei so he can add some on his tacos. You did the same to yours.

“This sauce right here is amazing with fish so you need to try this” your father said to Shohei.

Shohei nodded and grabbed the sauce and put some on the first taco. He took a bite and everyone was staring at him. He had his eyes closed and was savoring the taste.

You giggled at him and he opened his eyes to see all of you staring at him. He swallowed his food and shyly cleaned his face with a napkin

“What do you think?” You father asked.

“Absolutely delicious. I now see why y/n is always talking about tacos de marlin (tacos of marlin)” he said with a smile.

Your parents smiled at him and Shohei smiled at you.

You smiled back at him and you all continued eating.

“So shohei do you know Spanish?” Your father asked.

It was cute how your parents had an accent when speaking English and so did Shohei. You found it to be so adorable.

“Un poquito (a little bit)” Shohei replied.

“That’s good mijo. You will be speaking good Spanish by the time you meet the rest of the family during the wedding” your father said.

You and Shohei choked on your food for a bit because that caught you both by surprise.

“Apá we’ve only been dating for a couple months I think it’s too early to talk about a wedding” you said.

“Nonsense! Me and your mom dated for a couple months before I proposed to her” your father said.

You looked at shohei and he was blushing and smiley.

“I’m honored that you think I am worthy of marrying y/n” shohei said.

You blushed at his response. You’re proud of him because you know your father is going to enjoy that response.

“Of course I do mijo. If you didn’t know any Spanish the story would be different. You also enjoy Hispanic food so that deals the deal for me. How do you feel about tomorrow we have a carne asada. You and me on the grill having a beer?” You father said.

“Sounds good sir” Shohei said.

“None of that sir stuff call me *insert your dads name*” your dad said.

“I would love for that to happen y/d/n” shohei replied.

You smiled at shohei.

“I told you they would love you” you said

He smiled at you and blushed.

You all continued eating and you finished you food and so did you mom. Your mom got up and went to make one more taco for your dad and two more for shohei.

“So mijo what is it that you do for a living?” Your mother asked.

“Yeah I would like to know. Y/n said you okay baseball. With what we saw at the airport I assumed you were an actor? Do you play baseball in a tv series or movie?” He asked.

“Oh no I’m not an actor. I am a professional baseball player. I play for the Los Angeles Angels” shohei replied.

“Oh wow for the Angels? Would be cooler if you were a Dodgers player” your dad said.

You laughed at that while shohei was clearly nervous.

“Apá you don’t even like baseball so I don’t get why it matters what team he’s on” you said.

“Well your cousin was on the dodgers” your dad said.

“Dad we’ve never even met him he is a distant cousin so he’s basically not even my cousin” you said.

“Don’t start with that nonsense of distant cousin. He’s still your cousin” your dad said.

“Okay dad whatever you say.” You replied.

“The angels? Isn’t that the team your ex boyfriend was a part of?” Your mom said.

“Ex boyfriend?” Shohei asked.

“Yeah I dated tyler in high school.” You paused. “We met at a game and dated for like a year but since I lived in LA and he lived in Murrieta he had to travel by train to come see me and it just was too much. Also we kind of argued a lot so we just stayed friends and he’s been a better friend than a boyfriend to be completely honest. I didn’t want you to get upset or jealous so I didn’t mention that we dated. It was also so long ago so I didn’t think it mattered. Sorry for not being honest with you.” You said.

“Hey it’s okay. You’re right I would’ve been a bit jealous but hes your best friend and I know that’s all it’s ever gonna be so I have nothing to be jealous about. I’m glad you told me but that’s the past and it does not matter to me because I love you so much” he said.

“I love you too showy” you said.

“Aww que lindo (how beautiful)” your mom said.

“I didnt like Tyler he made my little baby cry a lot” your dad said angrily.

“Well now I’m here and I would never want your little baby to cry because of me” Shohei said.

“Good. Keep it that way” your dad said sternly

Shohei became nervous but he nodded.

You all talked about anything and everything. Your parents were surprised Shohei was born in Japan. They thought he was a Japanese American. They were fascinated to learn about his childhood in Japan and hear him explain the beauty of Japan.

Two hours had gone by of just talking and it was barely 9pm.

“Mijo would you like dessert?” Your mom asked.

“Yes please!” Shohei replied

“Do you like flan and canelita?” She asked him.

“I don’t know what that is but I would love to try it” he replied.

Your mom gave you an upset look. “You haven’t made him try flan?!” She asked.

“No ma you know I don’t like it eating it often” you replied.

She shook her head at you and went into the kitchen.

“What’s flan and canelita?” Shohei asked.

“Flan is basically like custard with caramel sauce on top. It looks like jello. Canelita is basically a hot cinnamon drink. It’s really good with pan dulce” you replied.

He nodded and seemed to be fascinated with the thought of trying new Hispanic food.

Shohei really does love the latine community.

Your mom gave everyone a slice of flan and a mug of canelita

You all are as your parents told stories of their younger days and how they met. Shohei was fascinated by their stories and was just overall excited.

You smiled as you looked at him. He really is the love of your life. You can’t imagine a different person being in his spot. Definitely not any of those white boys you dated.

You all finished eating and your father with shohei went into the living room to watch some tv. You and your mother went into the kitchen to wash the dishes together and talk.

“I really like him for you. He seems really good for you. He is kind and oh gosh is he cute” your mom said.

“Mom do you have a crush on my boyfriend?” You said while giggling.

“Don’t tell your father. He get jealous very easily” your mom sad while smiling.

You both finished cleaning the kitchen and your mom went into the living room to say goodnight to shohei as she was getting tired. It was only 11pm but this was around the time your parents went to bed.

Your father also said goodnight and followed your mom into their bedroom on the first floor.

You and shohei watched tv for a bit and cuddled on the couch.

“I’m still craving you because of that kiss you gave me earlier.” Shohei said.

You giggled. “My hungry boy”

You yawned and snuggled into shoheis chest.

“Time for bed?” He asked

You nodded.

You got up from the couch and Shohei picked you up bridal style.

“Let’s go to bed baby” he said.

You went up the stairs and then down a hall towards another set of stairs where your room was up in the attic. It was pretty spacious up there so you chose it as your room. Your parents room was on the first floor. The layout of the first floor was the front door and a little space there to take off your shoes and hang your jackets then the living room to the left and the kitchen and dinner table to the right. There was a hall by the living room that lead to your parents room and a bathroom. The second floor was four rooms facing each other on opposite ends. One of the rooms was a spacious bathroom and one of them was a storage room the others were office space or a guest room. Then there’s a small little short hallway that has a set of stairs going to the attic where your bedroom was.

Shohei took you up the stairs to your room and laid you down on your bed.

“Where’s my luggage?” Shohei asked.

you giggled.

“My dad probably put you in a guest room so we don’t sleepy together. Knowing how protective he is over me that’s definitely what happened” you said.

He started walking towards the stairs.

“No showyyyy stay with me. Just sleep in your undies.” You said.

“Baby I gotta brush my teeth.” He said.

You groaned and got up because you also had to do that. You helped him find his luggage and he took it up to your room while you were in the bathroom.

He finally joined you in bed and he was sleeping in his undies. So we’re you so it was very nice to feel his skin on your skin. Seeing him under the moonlight that entered through skylight in your room. Gosh was he so magical. You really do love every single part of this man. His personality, his smile, his kindness, his body. Oh god his body is so amazing. He’s big and he’s buff. He’s a total himbo and a really nice cuddle bear. You can’t get enough of him.

You lay your head on his chest and fell asleep hearing the way his heart beats for you.

- okay besties there’s gonna be a part 3 but it will be about a picnic date ! There will be some smut there 😈 stay tuned ! Pls forgive the typos if there is any ! Thank you for reading !

[kaepop-trash]

I wish u would write about Johnny and y/n being divorced and they have a 7 years old son who's in y/n's custody and lives in another city with her but for his birthday he wants to spend his birthday week with Johnny and his mom in johnny's city and he sees it as an oportunity to try shoot his shot again with y/n cause he's not totally over her omg idk If you'II understand im terrible in cohesion and my english is so 🥴😭

Sorry this is late, I just came back home and I couldn't find the time to finish this.

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WC: 1.1k

Warnings: Angst

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She let go of her son's hand the moment he spotted Johnny at the exit of the airport. The boy rushed to his father, giggling out loud when he was scooped into his arms and twirled around.

By the time she came up to where they stood, Johnny put Joey down with a huff.

"Wow, you've gotten heavy since I last saw you." He took a few laboured breaths, "Soon you'll be too big for me to carry." He laughed when Joey shook his head at the notion.

"I'm seven now, Daddy." He raised his fingers to show him the numbers.

"Well, you're turning seven tomorrow actually." He ruffled up Joey's hair, smiling when he giggled.

"I missed you daddy." He looked up to Johnny with softer eyes, taking the few steps he needed to come and hug his leg.

"I missed you both too, buddy." He smiled at him, before looking up to give her a warm look.

(Y/N) stood up a little straight at the sight, looking away quickly as she ignored the words.

"How are you?" She asked him, busying herself with her trolley.

"Let me get that." He told her with a pursed smile, coming around to push it towards the car.

"It's fine." She said, but he already put his hands on the handle. One of his hands covered hers and that was enough to make her pull away and give him a nod as she ignored the tug in her chest.

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It was so late that she had just come home and given Joey a bath before it was his bedtime. Johnny offered to tuck him in while she took her shower.

Once she left the bathroom, she walked a little slower as she took in the corridor that she had once called home. She tried not to linger on how Johnny hadn't removed any of the photos that were spread across the walls. The pictures of their son she could understand, but the sight of all the pictures of the both of them made her heart heavy.

She passed by the pictures of them moving into this house, the one they took at the hospital right before her delivery and the ones they took when they were still dating—most of which were just the ones he took of her. She stopped in front of the picture from their wedding that was still her favourite one. Johnny stood behind her with red rimmed eyes, arms wrapped around her as they stepped off the aisle. Her eyes were still glossy from his vows and a smile of pure joy painted on both their faces.

He had never been one to express his love in words a lot. But when he ended his vows with a list of moments he could remember when he felt it, she already felt a lump in her throat. But when he matched each of those moments with equal iterations of ‘I love yous’, she was weeping till her beautifully done makeup ran down her cheeks.

She looked away from the picture and all the memories that were attached to it as she heard footsteps approaching, swallowing the lump in her throat. When Johnny came and stood behind her, for a moment, she was overwhelmed by the need to have him hug her like that again.

So she did what she could, moving away from his heat and turning around.

“Just the other day I was just thinking about when I proposed.” Johnny sighed, a smile forming on his lips as his eyes went to the part of the wall where the photo probably still was. “I planned that trip so meticulously. Picked the right place, the right time of the day.” He chuckled.

“And then it rained.” She laughed, “And you had to do it under a tree while we were both freezing. You couldn’t even put the ring on my finger on the first try because we were shaking so bad.” She recalled, both of them laughing fondly at the memory. "You were so annoyed." She gave him a sympathetic smile.

"Yeah." Johnny sighed with an added weight, "I was so bothered by how it didn't go how I planned it. But you were so happy. I will never forget how beautiful you looked that afternoon." Johnny smiled, "Your hair clinging to your face and your dress clinging to your legs. But your smile was enough to make me forget everything else."

“You love having everything planned meticulously.” She shrugged.

“And you love being spontaneous.” Johnny added, something like regret seeping into his eyes and she knew the unsaid words that hung over them. Maybe that was why they didn’t last.

She looked at the tired look in his eyes that she didn't notice before. In the three years since she'd left, he seemed to have aged more than the decade she'd known him before that.

“I miss you.” His voice was so soft that even in the empty space, it felt like she had almost imagined it. She looked to him with a pained look, but his eyes were on a picture someone took of them on their first anniversary. They were tired, and a little drunk, arms wrapped around each other. She hid her face in his chest, embarrassed from being caught in the moment while Johnny laughed.

Back then, it felt to her like he did mean it when he whispered that he wasn’t going to let her go anytime soon.

“We should go to bed.” She turned away from him with a soft sigh, not willing to linger on the way her heart tugged for too long. “Joey will wake up early for his birthday. I’ll have to make him breakfast.”

“I’ll do it.” Johnny was quick to say, “You must be tired. Sleep in a little, it’s fine.” He reassured. She just nodded at him as she walked away.

As she made her way to the guest room, she found herself turning to her old bedroom out of habit. She had to stop herself before she turned towards it completely, instead, looking into the room that they once shared. He had changed part of it, she noted. The furniture looked different, dark brown and black themed like he always liked. It was nice, she admitted to herself. The room now looked like it belonged to him.

She heard him walking towards her, turning away so she could find refuge in the room down the hall.

“(Y/N),” Johnny called out just as she turned the doorknob. She turned, their eyes meeting across the distance between the two doors— one for him and one for a temporary visitor. He watched her with careful but wandering eyes, looking her all over till she felt a little light-headed.

Both their hands mirrored each other, half twisted doorknob between their fingers as the grip tightened. His brows furrowed as whatever thought he was caught in seemed to bother him. She wondered if she should speak, almost overcome by the urge to walk up to him to smoothen his frown herself.

The thought made her heart hammer and she peeled her eyes from his. “Good night, Johnny.” She lost her nerve, running away from him, just like she did three years ago. Just like then, she wished that he stopped her.