Hi there. So I've been firm in my belief that Luke & Nicola are gonna announce their relationship by telling us that they are already MARRIED. I've been conversing with a friend on here and we both agree there's been clues/crumbs that just might support the theory. Some might think it's too soon, BUT I just think their relationship was never a normal dating/courtship. Them being TOGETHER is 4-5 years in the making. Anyway, sorry it's long, but here's our thoughts on possible clues that these two may have tied the knot:
Many of them come from secondary sources, but I found these nuggets too hard to ignore. So here it goes:
8/22 N shares Polin photo. My interpretation of this photo is that this is the pivotal scene where Colin reads her letters and starts to forgive her. Penelope professes her love for him later that day. I think this particular photo was to signal they had worked out their differences and were together. I most definitely could be wrong, but I took it as a positive sign.
(I think 8/22/since deleted) JVN shares TT song and dance to Oh Happy Day. Well that's suspicious...
8/28 N and JVN like Evan Ross Katz Insta post about Catherine O'Hara meeting her husband on set and being married for 32 years. Hmmm?
8/28 Bridgerton Netflix drops the cute Lukola-coded media video on Insta.
8/29-8/30 I saw maybe 3-4 random comments on a few Insta and TT posts mentioning Cabo. In fact, there was a comment on L's Spain post up until recently that said "do Cabo next." So weird and probably not true, but I couldn't stop thinking about Cabo.
8/30 JVN posts the song "They Went for the Gun" from the musical Chicago to TT. I kept thinking what an odd song choice when talking about your remote work team. If you're a musical fan, you know that this is the routine where Richard Gere performs the puppet dance number with Renee Zellweger. The song is about convincing the media to buy in to your narrative by turning them into your puppets. I thought this could be about the JD photo gate distraction or maybe L/N were getting married and they wanted us to think otherwise? Or, this could mean absolutely nothing, lol.
8/31 This is the morning we all saw the JD in the ocean/pool story. OMG everyone panic - he's in Malta with N! I wonder if JD was excited to be on vacation and accidentally posted the pic to Insta and that set off the whole day of possible distractions? Right after, JVN posts a we're home and here's a garden update story. (I almost always wonder if his garden updates are jokingly about L/N status.) Maybe it was previously recorded, and he used it to possibly provide cover for JD's slip-up?
I know my theory is off the rails, but I kind of like the possibility of it. Maybe L/N went to Cabo for a long weekend wedding around 8/30-9/1 with just a few close friends and family? You know JD and JVN would be there. I'm not one of those photo date, location and time truthers. It seems like that is never accurate. The previously mentioned JD photo looked like a pool to me, and it reminded me of this deep blue-colored one that is at the One & Only Palmilla in Cabo. This resort has been featured on many episodes of Real Housewives and N loves that show. I also thought the Insta story from N's work colleague in Malta would be really thoughtless and unprofessional if she was actually there at that exact time. I hope it was an intentional misdirect.
8-31 Days before Chupi has been teasing their new Future Awaits Diamond Arrow eternity band. They have posts pairing it with the Claddagh ring. They release it early on this date. It looks very similar to the one N is wearing in her Polin post from 6/11/21. Maybe it's her new wedding band and she's already married? Squee!
Anyway, this is crazy delusional but it was fun to think they might have been breadcrumbs. Maybe L/N got married quietly in Galway(because she'd definitely want her mother there and her Irish roots/traditons are important to her, and now L) Spain when no one was suspecting it. Regardless, I hope Netflix paid for the wedding if there was one. Thanks so much for letting me share. I hope we find out soon! The rings are still the biggest clues of all. š„°šš
This is all speculation... but interesting theories...
I don't think they are already married, but what does everyone else think?
The rings definitely mean SOMETHING about L/N š
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soft lauch? - šš¬šš ā½
āæ carlos sainz x influencer!reader (obvi)
āæ y/n and carlos try to soft launch their relationship but his millennial mind canāt comprehend the idea
ā° i got a little crazy at the end guys so i sincerely apologize for that also thereās a age gapā¦iām sorry iām obsessed with them sue me
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definitelynotyn is it time to start soft launching?
carlossainz55 Mi corazĆ³n I need you to explain a soft launch to me again
ā¤· alexandrasaintmleux everyone take a minute to pray for y/n
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landonorris LONGGGGG over due
ā¤· definitelynotyn weāve just been waiting for the right time
francisca.cgomes soft launch us? fs
ā¤· definitelynotyn letās go over the captions
ā¤· carlossainz55 Alrighty then!
ā¤· pierregasly idc how many years go by iāll never get used to this
ā¤· definitelynotyn cry about it
ā¤· pierregasly i will
charles_leclerc You would hope so after almost 4 years of dating
ā¤· definitelynotyn itās not our fault we can keep a secret sharl
ā¤· charles_leclerc Whatās that supposed to mean š¤Ø
lilymhe carlos sainz deserves to be locked up for going after my little kitten when she turned 18 š¾
ā¤· carlossainz55 Your just mad I got rizz
ā¤· lilymhe obviously not that good if your girl is eating lunch with me rn
ā¤· carlossainz55 @definitelynotyn Come home baby the kids miss you
ā¤· definitelynotyn omw š
ā¤· lilymhe damnā¦someone took my bitch
georgerussell63 Nah iām waiting for the hard launch engagement post
ā¤· carlossainz55 š
alex_albon bros gonna catch a case š
ā¤· danielricciardo Heās ready to risk it all
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yn so baby girl coded š
charles_leclerc My eyes š
ā¤· yn oh please spare me the dramatics
landonorris you two make me sick š¤¢
ā¤· yn all iām seeing is a bunch of hating jealous bitches š¤§š„±
hoeforsainzzz guysā¦that watch looks pretty familiar
f1wags ššš
smoothoperator55 ykā¦iāve spent some time memorizing the arms and hands of the f1 drivers and let me tell youā¦thatās gotta be carlos sainz šļøšļø
ynstan4lyfe some of you guys need to except the fact that carlos and her are just friends and nothing more
carlossainz55 Lucky guy
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operatorsainz ik yaāll seen that š«£
danielricciardo How many times must I remind you that children are on this app
ā¤· yn itās not my fault if they see it the age requirement is 13 š¤
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carlossainz55 4 years with you by my side ā„ļø
charles_leclerc Tell her to cut her claws it looks like you asked a bear to scratch your back
ā¤· hoeforsainzzz HELLOOOO??????
carlossainzappendix HELLO THATS THE SAME PICTURE Y/N POSTED IN HER SOFT LAUNCH STHU
landonorris bless carlos and his millennial mind š
iliveforcarlossainz welp this definitely wasnāt on my 2024 bingo card
hearts4lando SHUT THE HELL UP 4 YEARS AND WE HAD NO CLUE?
flowersforyn soooā¦weāre not gonna talk about the 8 year age gap?
ā¤· alex_albon no his lawyers are on speed dial he was ready to risk it all
ā¤· yn shut up albono
yn oh baby š
ā¤· carlossainz55 Did I do it wrong?
ā¤· yn yeah but itās the thought that counts
maxverstappen1 Almost had it mate
alexandrasaintmleux whoever didnāt pray for y/n this is your fault
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definitelynotyn why is bro tryna rizz me up
francisca.cgomes HAHAHA HES SO OLD WHO TYPES WITH AUTO CAPS
ā¤· carlossainz55 Mature adults
ā¤· definitelynotyn excuse me?
ā¤· carlossainz55 I can never win
ā¤· lilymhe HAHAHA THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR MESSING UP HER SOFT LAUNCH
charles_leclerc He actually was sweating like a bitch when he realized he posted the same picture
lewishamilton Roscoe misses his godmother heās in need for a visit
ā¤· definitelynotyn stop iām coming over tmr
oscarpiastri 29 year old spaniard seen running around paddock looking disheveled and almost in tears after the realization hit that he ruined his girlfriends soft launch
ā¤· definitelynotyn thanks for the update osc
carlossainz55 Babe please iām on my knees begging forgive me
ā¤· landonorris stand up carlos
ā¤· definitelynotyn donāt you have a race to lose or something?
ā¤· landonorris maybe in a different lifetimeā¦you arenāt my bully š
ā¤· definitelynotyn oh go cry me a river
ā¤· landonorris i will
alexandrasaintmleux i wish charles was this down bad for me
ā¤· charles_leclerc Girlā¦ā¦ā¦..
ā¤· yn is what you are? š¤£š¤£š¤£
ā¤· charles_leclerc You are my biggest hater
ā¤· definitelynotyn proudly
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yn ruined my soft launch but itās ok cause the D is fire š„ yeah, i said it.
carlossainz55 Mi corazĆ³n es tuyo ā„ļø
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charles_leclerc You guys should pay for my therapy since iāve spent the last 4 years sleeping in the room next to yours
ā¤· carlossainz55 Get ear plugs
ynlos ik those bitches are like bunnies š«£
hoeforsainzzz y/n giving us a little snack š©
ynstan4lyfe i would like to take back what i said on her soft launch
danielricciardo Your pr managers are quaking with rage right now I know it
ā¤· yn i was gonna say something but then i chose peace š
ā¤· georgerussell63 Thatās a first
ā¤· yn alright bro your entire existence is a meme calm down š¤£š¤£
ā¤· georgerussell63 I can always count on you to make me cry
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carlossainz55 Dibs
francisca.cgomes WOAH THERE BUDDY
arthur_leclerc thatās enough instagram for the day.
landonorris my poor eyes
yn best pillow š
ā¤· carlossainz55 Just for you
ynissocutiepatootie her side profile šš
ynsmywife carlos sainz canāt handle allat
carlando this altered my brain chemistry
carlitossainz brotha donāt know what to do with allat
charles_leclerc Every time I open this app man I canāt escape it š
ā¤· yn is that a little bitch i hear?
ā¤· charles_leclerc You wound me
maxverstappen1 Wasnāt prepared for that
carlossainz55 All you bitches can stay mad
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yns.asskisser Date night with the missus
yn WOOF WOOF MEOW šššš
š¤¤ SMASH SMASH SMASH YOU CAN HAVE IT ANY DAY ANY WHERE ANY TIME
ā¤· yns.asskisser I love u mami
yn do you want head?
ā¤· yns.asskisser Always baby š
ā¤· charles_leclerc JUST BECAUSE THIS IS A PRIVATE ACCOUNT DOESNT MEAN OTHER PEOPLE CANT SEE IT
landonorris aw you sick bastard
lilymhe what is it finna playā¦WOAHHHH
alexandrasaintmleux i miss the person i was 10 seconds ago
francisca.cgomes you and y/n put 50 shades of grey to SHAME
alex_albon so whoās coming to church with me and lily on sunday? š
ā¤· pierregasly me and kika
ā¤· charles_leclerc Me and alexandra
ā¤· oscarpiastri me and lily
ā¤· danielricciardo Me
ā¤· schecoperez Me
ā¤· maxverstappen1 Me
ā¤· yukitsunoda0511 Me
ā¤· lewishamilton Me and roscoe
ā¤· georgerussell63 Me and carmen
ā¤· landonorris me
ā¤· joris__trouche me
ā¤· lance_stroll me
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ā¤· fernandoalo_oficial Me
ā¤· yn yaāll mad iām getting my world rocked every night š¤Ŗš¤Ŗ
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all i want is you ā cl16
in which charles thinks he can stay just friends with you after a breakup (spoiler alert: he cant)
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contains: social media au, ex!charles leclerc x fem!reader, angsty charles and yn living her best life, mentions of charlesās new girlfriend, charles is a confusing man
note: something small just to feed the kids yk, pls donāt read into the twt dates i was too lazy to change them
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yourusername wdym? we already are
alexalbon why do i put up with this
lilymhe because you love us duh
pierregasly no photo credits or tag? iām (deeply) hurt
yourusername oh please you complained the whole time and then made me and kika take photos of you
pierregasly that is not a crime
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yourusername te amo te amo
carlossainz55 coming to spain next i hope?
yourusername who knows š¤
landonorris actually sheās coming to the uk with me next
carlossainz55 š¢š¢ yn you betray me
yourusername you know youāre my favourite carlos
landonorris ouch
charles_leclerc very pretty
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luvleclrc itās so sweet that he still comments on her photos
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4ouryn are we getting any more travel vlogs soon?
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user charles leclerc the man that you are šš
user seeing him with a baby is just what i needed on my tl
yourusername two cuties at sea!
charles_leclerc so you think iām cute š¤
yourusername only because of the baby in your hands
charles_leclerc you hurt my feelings y/n
user omg charles still flirting with yn is so crazy
user idk if itās flirting per se, theyāre just friends now
user they were so cute i still donāt get why they broke up
user charles broke up with her bc he wanted to focus on racing
carlossainz55 somebody wants to be a daddy
charles_leclerc donāt put words in my mouth mate š
user is this a joke ? š
pierregasly i see what heās doing
charles_leclerc ??
landonorris heās cooking
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yourusername loving italia š®š¹
carlossainz55 next stop madrid?
yourusername weāll see, wonāt we
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carlossainz55 you know your way here mate
user omg the ferrari flag
yourusername deep down everyone is a ferrari fan :)
user should we read into that
yourusername no lmao
lilymhe travelling with you is the best
yourusername what would i do without you
alexalbon everyday i wake up
user no charles like or comment :( i guess he really is dating that girl
user justice for yn literally
user they still follow each other tho but i feel so bad for both girls
kikagomes i have no clue how anyone could break up with you, like seriously
yourusername me too, but life is too short to worry about things like that babe
user š charles shade??
user i think we should stop tying y/nās identity to charles in general
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yourusername so humble !
alexalbon potential summer soft launch?
yourusername who knows
user ugh why is she always with those two, i swear she wants them so bad
yourusername ew no those two are my sons š¤±
pierregasly whoās the daddy š¤
landonorris donāt say it like that yn šš
carlossainz55 iām older than you though, no?
yourusername no carlos itās like, in spirit
user WHO IS THAT MAN???? is that carlos?? lando??
yourusername no! but heās certainly someone š¤
user thatās charles right?
user heās in monaco right now, it couldnāt be him plus heās got a gf
lilymhe okay mysterious girl
yourusername i love to keep people on their toes
lilymhe but seriously text me and tell me who that is
kikagomes girl me too
user shout out to yn for reuniting carlando!!
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are you with y/n right now
i know you are
carlos
then why ask m8
yes iām with her, why?
charles
is she mad at me
carlos
thatās a stupid question, but i donāt know man, she hasnāt brought you up
and lando and i arenāt going to
whatās the phrase?
poke the bear
actually, i shouldnāt compare her to that
but i would be mad if i were her
charles
whoās that man she posted the other day??
youāve been with her during her entire spain trip yes? what does he look like, do you know him?
carlos
he is a good friend of mine yes
i somewhat set them up, things have been going good, theyāre both here at our dinner
charles
aiii carlos! why would you set them up??
how could you do this to me??
carlos
did you forget that you broke with her? to focus on racing?
which would be fine if you didnāt get another girl just a month after?
i donāt even know how she could stay friends with you, but she asked me to find a guy for her
i am a good friend, so i found someone
if youāre jealous, you shouldnāt have broken up in the first place
charles
iām not jealous at all carlos
carlos
then why are you stalking her account and asking me about a man she is seeing?
if youāre so concerned, text her yourself
charles
argh youāre no help
your phone š
charlie
hey
i miss you
a lot
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summary , two people that hate each other more than anything but that seems to gradually change into something a whole lot more interesting
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Random conversations with rockstar eddie while high that obviously lead to something dirty š
ty for requesting :D ā eddie asks you who you'd most want to have a threesome with and confessions are shared (band!au, established relationship, mentions of weed and smut 18+, 1.2k)
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It started out all cute, in your defense.Ā
The tour bus was parked in Colorado for the next couple of nights, and the mountains and trees were aflame with a very distinct golden color. You and Eddie chose to bask in the orange while the rest of the band spent the evening in the hotel.
Your night alone was an innocent one ā despite the cheeky taunts and whistles from the rest of Corroded Coffin. Squished together in your bunk, the two of you got high and proceeded to talk about everything and nothing all at once.Ā
You share one pillow, noses mere inches apart, just barely fitting together on the small mattress. The skunky smell of weed and Eddieās musky cologne is all-consuming, suffocating in the best way.Ā
Your poorly concealed giggles fill the silence of the bus as you press your palm against Eddieās pale one, comparing the size difference between the two. It shouldnāt amuse you as much as it does.
āWould you still love me if Roger Taylor asked you out?ā Eddie blurts, growing suddenly serious about the question that only just popped into his mind.Ā
He hadnāt meant to say it out loud. He thought it, and the words just sorta spilled from his mouth.
Your brows pinch at the sudden question, though thereās still a small smile on your face. You canāt be sure where heās coming from ā if itās the weed or if he remembers the one time you very drunkenly confessed to having a decade-long obsession with the blonde-haired drummer in your girlhood.
āWhat?ā you wonder, still giggling.
āI mean, like, if he showed up to one of our shows and asked you out, would you say yes?ā
You ponder the question. For a few seconds too long, maybe. Mostly because it takes you a little while to understand him through the brain fog.
āWellā¦ no,ā you answer finally, voice wavering as your eyes flit to the darkened ceiling.
āNo?ā
āNo,ā you repeat, more firmly this time. Your gaze returns to his chocolate one, made a darker shade from the black night ā they sparkle, still. A grin blooms on your face. āBut I think if you really loved me, youād let me fuck him. Just one time.ā
Youāre obviously kidding. Itās just a stupid joke made more evident by the dumb, lopsided smile on your face and the pointer finger you hold up to your nose.
Eddie knows this, and heās sporting his own rosy grin accordingly. A fleeting thought sears his brain. It bubbles up in his throat and tumbles out before he can stop it.
āOnly if I get to watch,ā he retorts, all boyish and quiet.Ā
Itās hard to tell if heās joking or not. But then again, it usually is. You decide to toe the line, anyway. āReally?ā you hum, shifting on the mattress to face him more intently.
The boy shrugs while you smooth ornery curls from his temple. āYeah. Youāre hot. Heās hot. One plus one equals twoā¦ Or whatever that expression is.ā
āFair,ā you concede, laughing still.
āAlright. Your turn.ā
āMy turn?ā
āMhmm,ā he nods sloppily against the pillow. āWho would you wanna have a threesome with? Like, in a different universe or whatever, ācause I donāt think Iām strong enough to share you in real life.ā
Again, you giggle. You canāt seem to stop, apparently. You answer quicker than either of you expect.
āUmmā¦ Maybe Nancy,ā you answer with a strange sort of nonchalance. āSheās hotā¦ And also she looks like she slaps really hard.ā
Eddieās brain goes blank. And not from the weed this time.
He knew Nancy. Vaguely. Mostly from you. Sheās your old friend from high school that you reconnect with every couple of months. You donāt talk crazy often ā ācause life is too busy for an up-and-coming rockstar and Indianaās best journalist ā but the connection is never truly lost.
And itās not just that you chose Nancy without having to think about it very hard. He just wasnāt expecting it to be someone you knew in real life. Someone so tangible. That Roger Taylor scenario would only ever happen in wet dreams ā his, namely ā but Nancy Wheeler? That could be arranged.
The thought alone has him reeling.
You watch him get in his head about the whole thing, though maybe the faraway look in his eyes is just from the weed.
āWell?ā you press with an urging lilt and a girlish grin. āYouāre turn, Eds. Donāt leave me hanginā here.ā
He goes quiet, which is very unlike your loudmouth boy. He thinks before he speaks, measures his reply before he answers. His absentminded fingers trace up and down the length of your arm all the while, leaving prickling goosebumps in their wake.
āWhat about Steve?ā he wonders with a painfully nonchalant inflection.
Your face screws up instantaneously. You donāt mean to act as shocked as you do, but you canāt help it. āSteve?ā you blurt, louder than you meant to. āLikeā¦ Steve Steve?ā
As in your ex-boyfriend Steve.
As in one of his best friends Steve.
As in roommate Steve the couple weeks out of the year you two arenāt on the road.
It makes your head spin something fierce.
āThere another Steve I donāt know about?ā Eddie jokes.
Brows still pinched and face still twisted, you question, āSo you wannaā¦ fuck Steve? Like, Steve The Hair Harrington?ā
āYou did,ā the boy shrugs, then fakes a soft pout. āSometimes I feel left outā¦ā
You press your palm to his chest, pushing him playfully away. His arm curls around your back to pull you close again. The proximity is lesser now, so much so that the tips of your nose brush together and your skunky breaths entwine.
It all feels so much heavier now. The intensity of the moment makes you fight back a shiver crawling up your spine. Eddieās palm smooths up and down the length of it in a slow and measured rhythm. It does little to ease your breathlessness.
āI donāt know. I just think it could be fun,ā the boy concludes with a sudden seriousness. His voice is as low as his eyelids. āAnd I think itād be real hot to watch him fuck youā¦ āCause we both know he canāt make you cum like I can. Can he, doll?ā
Your thighs clench together instinctually, as though to quell the sudden ache pounding between them. You nod slowly, wordlessly.
Eddieās rosy lips quirk in a cheeky half-smile at your honeyed reaction. He continues ā half because the high has loosened his tongue and half because he wants to see how flustered he can make you.
āAnd then he can watch you fall apart on my dick after, yeah?ā he questions like youāre in any space to answer him. āMaybe I can give him a few pointersā¦ Teach him how to fuck you properly, you know?ā
The distant ache between your thighs has grown to a full bloom now. Itās a little embarrassing how effortlessly he can drive you crazy ā how quickly he can make you drench your panties. You mightāve been a little shameful about it if you couldnāt feel his cock stiffening against your hip.
āFuck, Edsā¦ā you sigh, the words tumbling from your mouth without thinking.Ā
With parted lips, you drift towards the boy and his unkissed mouth. He juts his chin slightly backward, only lets your plush bottom lips graze together. You donāt know why heās teasing you. Youāre already a puddle at his feet.
With a smirk and an all-consuming touch along your spine, he makes a quiet promise. āAnd maybe, if youāre real good, you can watch me fuck him, tooā¦ā
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PLEASEEEEE CAN YOU WRITE HEADCANONS WITH RIN, KAISER, SAE, OTOYA AND REO AND A SHYREADER WHOS SHY AROUND PEOPLE SHE DOESNT KNOW BUT CRAZZYYYY AROUND PEOPLE SHE DOES KNOW PLSSSSS
BLLK BOYS WITH A SHY BUT CRAZY S/O
Notes: OFC WIFEY. Alsoā¦ this scenario, seems, a bit self insert donāt you thinkā¦. š ALSO LMAO I MADE READER UNHINGED?? SO- SORRY LMAO?
characters: Rin, Sae, Kaiser, Otoya, Reo
wc: about 300ish each
warnings: nb reader, cursing, randomness + cringe lmaoš
ITOSHI RIN
Well tbh, yāall probably had to have been friends for a loooong time for him to ever considering dating you šš
So Rin had a good understanding of your personality, as you had known each other pretty much since the beginning of time.
He never understood how your personality went from 0 to 1000 whenever you two are alone.Ā
He prob thinks ur on drugs tbh
Heāll be your voice for you if you canāt seem to communicate with strangers, though he might not be the friendliestĀ no shit.
he thinks itās dumb that youāre shy tbh
Heās small minded about these things okay š
He never ever will get used to your bursts of crazy energy.
he swears heāll turn around and youāll have a horse mask on with a tutu around your waist
ITOSHI SAE
lmao you give him terrible whiplash.
He too, also thinks youāre on drugs.
You and Sae would like be at the airport on the way to Japan, his manager would be going over the details and precautions for going to Japan (yk fans and press or whatever etc etc).
His manager looked over to you and asked if you were alright, since you literally hadnāt spoken a word since he introduced himself a two hours ago.Ā
You nodded and followed Sae and his manager onto the private jet(cus heās rich-richšš¤)
Once yāall were settled, his manager closed you and Saeās cabin door.Ā
Sae looked over to see if you were alright, since traveling and yadda yadda can be overwhelming.
You were fucking giggling like an underwater hyena (thatās a thing I bc I fucking said so bitch).
You grabbed his hands and pulled back and forth giggling about how stoked you were rn.
LMAO HE WAS TOTALLY LOOKING AT U LIKE THIS
KAISER MICHEAL
lmao he was disturbed at first š
like āwtf happens to my shy, sweet, s/o??ā
Heāll like be getting a glass of water at night and in the corner of his eye, you hold a flashlight at your face with a blanket wrapped around you. Staring into his soul, inches behind singing.
āhello darkness my old frienddd~ā
He just blinked at you for a while.Ā
āY/N what the fuck is wrong with you.ā
ANYWHOOO!
He thinks itās funny af though
Like how nervous you get around his teammates and then when yāall are home you start cartwheeling.
You sure keep his life āØspontaneousāØ
OTOYA EITA
LMAO A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN
YOUR RANDOM AF.
HES RANDOM AF.
= SOULMATES
he thinks itās so cute how shy you are
He loves that bc ur shy around strangers you cling/stay close to him. He feels so sigma male bc heās āprotectingā youšŗšŗššš£ļøš£ļøšš
Someone humble him please.
LMAO HEāLL GO LIKE:
āBabe watch thisšā and ninja pose really fastĀ LIKE A LITTLE KID DABBING
And youāll be like:
āNah watch thisšā *does the worm*
Yāall T-pose at pidgend together š #couplegoals
MIKAGE REO
LMAO HEāLL BE DAYDREAMING AND LIKE-
āMy dearest Y/N! Oh theyāre such an angel! Theyāre so pretty and kind and perfect! And amazing- is that them in a dinosaur inflatable doing the WAP in 6 inch heels?ā
lmao kinda how it goes
He never really gets used to the switch up.
It makes him so happy that you feel comfortable to be yourself around him, even if that means painting yourself pink and putting googly-eyes on while blasting the Peppa Pig introš
He loves hearing people talk about you too.
āOh y/n is really shy, but theyāre nice I guess?ā Like hah okay..
Pretty sure they werenāt crab walking in a tuxedo with a kazoo in their mouth playing Sinfonia NĀ°9 Coral in D Minor, Op. 125: 1. Allegro ma non troppo, un poco maestoso by Beethoven šš
LMAO I HAD NO IDEA WERE I WAS GOING WITH THIS. I WAS LIKE āwtf am I gonna doš¦ā
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COULD YOU MAKE IT ANY MORE OBVIOUS?
āø pairing: rockstar!percy jackson x ballerina! reader
āø synopsis: you and percy jackson are absolutely, totally, by no means dating ā¦ as far as the public knows
āø warnings: none!
āø notes: THIS WAS THE CUTEST IDEA EVER, I LOVE IT SM!!! iām down to do more parts if anyone wantsā¦ š requested! also, pls understand the reference in the title š
exhausting was the only word for it, your life. and as of lately, there was so much going on that you could barely see straight.
your ballet company had always had long hours, but now that the performance that you were not only in, but the star of, was quickly approaching, it was chaos in sparkles and pointe shoes.
wake up, rehearse, workout, rehearse, meetings, rehearse, costume fittings, rehearse, sleep, repeat.
you had just finished up with your final rehearsal for the night when your manager called you into an impromptu meeting and shoved a screen in your face.
eyes blurry from lack of sleep, it had taken a moment for you to see the image clearly, but when you did, your heart dropped all the way down to your sore feet.
a screenshot from a news article in some random pop culture tabloid with your name plastered across the caption along with another you knew: percy jackson.
international rockstar and lead singer of the sensational boy band, greek symphony, percy jackson was all the talk in gossip magazines and blogs, a modern-day heartthrobs for girls to go crazy over.
he was a troublemaker at best, holding the worst record yet best reputation among his band mates. he was dangerous, mischievous, and so undeniably hot. and therefore, so totally off limits.
in the world of shoebiz, the two of you fell on opposite sides of the spectrum. you were a peaceful black swan, whereas he was the thunderous wave that disturbed your peaceful gliding across the waterās surface, sending your world into a frenzy by a mere touch.
but as off limits and unlikely of an idea as he was, he also happened to be confined to the same home city as you in new york. could they really blame you if you said things just ā¦ happened?
āwhat is this?ā you asked, looking dead at a photo that you knew was definitely you.
apparently, you and your clandestine lover hadnāt been as careful as you usually were and a photo had been captured by a rouge paparazzi.
luckily, it was dark and showed none of your face and about half of his side profile, and therefore, easy to play off as a mistake.
āaccording to the article, itās you scurrying about with the rockstar percy jackson,ā your manager told you, a sour look on her face.
āpercy jackson? are you kidding me?ā you gasped, lips twisted in a disgusted frown. āiāve never even met that guy, much less been scurrying around the city with him!ā
two lies in one sentence, you were on a roll.
āwell, according to just about every celebrity news outlet right now, youāre his latest victim,ā said the head of your pr team, piper. āand this picture is their proof.ā
āthatās not me!ā you argued. it was you.
you could pinpoint exactly when and where that photo was taken, actually. it had been last week, when you and percy had to sneak out the back of his apartment to avoid his bandmate, leo valdez, seeing you all piled up in percyās arms while watching pride and prejudice.
apparently, paparazzis liked lurking around the backend of apartment complexes.
āyn.ā said piper, giving you a pointed look. āare you sure?ā
āi think i know what i look like, pipes,ā you scoffed. āhe may be running around with some girl, but itās not me. please, make sure everybody knows that.ā
at your words, your team got started on damage control, while you snatched up your things and headed home to your apartment, right where the very boy youād just convinced everyone that you had never met was waiting for you.
you dropped your dance bag to the floor the second the door to your home closed, exhaling a deep breath as the anxieties and physical abuse of the day hit you all at once.
as you leaned against the closed door and blew a tuft of hair from your eyes, the familiar face of your boyfriend rounded the corner.
āthere she is!ā he grinned, wielding a spatula as he threw his arms out dramatically. ādinnerās almost ready. howās my favorite girl?ā
āexhausted,ā you sighed with a smile. āsorry for being so late, something came up.ā
āah, donāt worry about it,ā he told you. āi put the spare key back, by the way.ā
you already knew that, of course. he put it back where it belonged every time he used it, but never failed to let you know.
six months youād been doing thisā sneaking around behind the backs of your friends and the media, falling further in love with someone you werenāt even supposed to be acquainted with inside the private four walls of each of your apartments and secret meeting spots.
you followed him into your little quaint kitchen, where he went to flipping a final pancake on the stovetop.
ālooks good, honey,ā you smiled tiredly. ābutāā
āoh no, no buts,ā he whined.
ābut,ā you insisted. āwe have an issue. someone snagged a picture of us last week and today it was published. my teamās already working on getting it down, but itās done some damage.ā
you pulled out your phone and showed him a picture of the article as he turned the heat off on the stove. he took a moment to squint and it and evaluate before saying,
āokay, thatās not as bad as i expected. jase called about an hour ago and told me all about it, but he said he denied that it was me to mr. d.ā
thank the heavens above for jason grace (the bassist in percyās band and member who had a better head on his shoulders than the other three of them combined).
āi dunno perce, itās a pretty good shot of you,ā you told him.
āi think all shots of me are pretty good ones, if i do say so myself.ā he smirked, closing the already small gap between the two of you as he leaned a hand against the counter on either side of you, trapping you in.
āi bet you do, rockstar,ā you replied, looking up at him through tired lids and half-smudged mascara. āI remember it being a pretty good view, personally. except for leo screaming his head off inside.ā
percy chuckled, his breath fanning across your cheek. āthe price we pay for privacy.ā
āapparently not private enough,ā you sighed, the headline of the article seared into your mind. gosh, you could already see yourself getting dragged on twitter. āoh, whatāre we gonna do if people do find us out?ā
percy could see the creases between your brows and the doubt swimming through your irises, a light, almost unnoticeable path of lilac underneath your eyes. you were worried and tired, and he couldnāt be having any of that.
āi donāt think itād be so bad,ā he shrugged, his hands closing in to rest on your hips. āi mean, i know both our bosses would be out for blood, but itād be worth it for people to know i have you.ā
āyou want people to know you have me?ā you asked, a small, trace of a smile creeping up on the corners of your lips.
ādo i want people to know i have a beautiful, smart, sweetheart ballerina for a girlfriend? hell yeah, i do.ā he answered. āeventually, yāknow.ā
your smile appeared now, reaching up to your eyes and hiding away the tiredness in them. percy loved that smile.
āhow soon do you think eventually is?ā you asked, draping your arms over his shoulders as his face leaned closer to yours.
āas soon as you want it to be, pretty girl,ā he answered. he then leaned all the way in, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss that melted away all the tension in your muscles as he pulled you in close.
when he leaned away, you chased his lips and landed another peck to the corner of his mouth and then another to his nose, just for good measure.
ānow,ā he smiled. āletās forget about the stupid public for a little while and eat, yeah?ā
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the road not taken 04 | myg
part four: a wish
Summary: Were you about to go crazy if you started to consider that Yoongi felt something for you?
<part three | part five>
āpairing: lawyer!yoongi x actress!oc
ārating: +18
āgenre: brother's best friend, one sided pinning (or both?)
āwarnings/tags: slow burn, angst, FLUFF ā¤ļøāš©¹, eventual smut, angst, sexual tension!!!!! flashbacks, ANGST!! mentions of sex šBtw english is not my first language!
āwords: 9.6k
āa/note: hiiii friends!!! i'm glad to say that it didn't take me six months to post this :D. I genuinely went through the most stressful two months of my life so I'm really proud that I could finish this chapter while trying to survive this thing called being an adult!! Anywayy, Iām excited for this chapter but Iām MORE EXCITED FOR THE NEXT ONEā¦ š so please have patience with this story!!! I promise itās worth it hehehe. As always, you are more than invited to discuss this chapter in the asks, feedback is always welcomed <3 this one is very fluffy i hope you enjoy ittt. (Also if you read a typo, no you didnāt)
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Four years ago
Seven days before New Yearās Eve
Were you too naive to still believe your father when he said that you were granted a wish every Christmas? He used to say that every year when he was still around and you were still a kid, when the clock struck twelve you could wish anything you wanted, as long as it wasnāt something material or more presents, you had to wish for something special, something that made you happy.Ā
The last Christmas before your father passed away you were seven years old and still believed in Santa Claus. That year, for some reason, your wish slipped your mind, you forgot about it completely. You stayed at your house, watched movies the whole day in your pajamas and at midnight your parents let both you and Simon open only one present before sending you to bed. You remembered how your father chased you to the stairs to tickle you until you cried of laughter and how good the cookies your mother made that night were, perhaps that year you were too happy to remember making a wish, perhaps what you had was enough. When you woke up the next morning, you were sad that you had wasted it, but your father, wise as ever, told you not to worry. He said that it was like you were saving your wish for the next year ā maybe then it would be stronger, and maybe, since you waited, you would have a better chance of it coming true.
By the time Christmas came the following year your father was already gone, and with him all the magic of the world. You had to grow up, you stopped making wishes and tried to stop believing in stories, but it was difficult when his words were still at the back of your mind like some sort of tradition every holiday season. Despite knowing that magic didnāt exist and perhaps not a single wish of yours had ever come true, you still couldn't help but believe you still had your last wish, and everytime the idea of finally making it crossed your mind, you stopped to tell yourself you could still wait another year, just to be sure.Ā
That morning you saw Yoongi leaned over his car, adjusting his cap as he saw you walking over to him and you thought about your saved wish for the first time this year. And then again when he grabbed your hand to drag you out of the room, or when he waited for you at the bottom of the stairs before leaving the house, but you wouldnāt admit it, not even to yourself.Ā
He dragged you all across your grandmotherās hometown as if you didnāt know it like the palm of your hand, as if the streets werenāt filled with kids running and whole families doing last-minute gift shopping, but he didnāt seem to care, so for once, you didnāt let it annoy you either. You observed the happy families and the kids playing in the snow, and sat in the park for as long as the cold weather allowed.
It was like you entered a trance, you tried to fight the urge to snap out of the moment and talked and talked the whole afternoon about everything and nothing at the same time, Yoongi listened and laughed while playing with the ends of your hair, pushing you closer to the edge of illusion. If you werenāt so adamant to stay in that blurry haze, you wouldāve done something to stop him, you wouldāve push his hand away when he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, you wouldāve hated how easy it was for him to play dumb, how natural it was to touch you without feeling something was wrong. You ignored it instead, you ignored him and his wandering hands and the fact that he didnāt dare to mention the moment you shared in the closet, nor the way your noses brushed together, or how his fingers hugged your waist as if you werenāt just friends. Even if you wouldāve died for him to say a word about it, to tease you, to attempt to make fun of you just to know that what happened was real and not something you dreamt last night.
If you were really dreaming, you held on to your sleep for a while. When Yoongi found that secondhand bookstore five blocks away from the park, he grabbed your hand when you ran across the street before the traffic lights turned green and stayed inside wandering the aisles with him, you let him lean over to whisper jokes in your ear and you punched his arms when he made you laugh a little bit too loud. You tried to keep your voices low and made a list of books to read the following year. You didnāt buy any of them but you read the prologues and the authorās biographies like it was the most interesting thing in the world. You waited for Yoongi when he started to talk with an old man about a book he needed for college and, when he felt you drifting away, he hooked one of his fingers on the belt loop of your jeans and pulled you close to him again. You felt his hands on your waist, keeping you pressed against the side of your body while he pretended to be focused on the conversation, but he was focused on something else. His long fingers played with the waistband of your jeans as your chest felt tight and your breath felt heavier. Maybe you were beginning to go insane, maybe you had a fever and everything was just a product of your imagination, but a tiny voice inside your head quietly suggested that maybe this time you werenāt insane, maybe it was just him.
It was getting dark outside, and you were supposed to be home anytime soon, but he turned his head to you and whispered in your ear that you should save a seat at the coffee shop next door and wait for him while he paid for the book. Even if it was cold and snowing neither of you wanted to return home yet, so you agreed. You made your way to the cute little coffee shop adorned with Christmas lights and sat on a table to wait for him to arrive at the table, until you saw him entering the shop with a book wrapped in brown wrapping paper in his hands.Ā
You observed him approaching with your face on the palms of your hands, you watched his eyes scanning the place until they found you in some poor illuminated corner. He smiled, his eyes never left yours as he made his way to your table, and when he sat in front of you, he slid the book towards you.Ā
āThis is for you.ā He simply said, crossing his arms over his chest like it was no big deal.Ā
You frowned, confused. Did Yoongi get you some lawyer book? You didnāt know, you grabbed the wrapped book in your hands and scanned it as if you were able to see through the envelope. āThe book you needed for college?ā
āItās not that.ā He huffed. āItās a present.āĀ
You tried to bite back a smile, but you failed. āIs this your way to tell me you forgot to buy me a Christmas present?ā You joked, making him roll his eyes.Ā
āCāmon, you know me.ā He said āI would never give you a Christmas present before Christmas, are you crazy?ā
You laughed āSo is this not a Christmas present?ā You inquired, teasing him.Ā
āIt is a Christmas present, but not the Christmas present that I got for you.ā He tried to clarify, and it sounded confusing but you understood him anyway.Ā
You nodded, tearing the wrapping paper to reveal that Yoongi just bought you an Anne Sexton poetry book, the title āLove Poemsā shinned in red on the cover, making you hold your breath for a second.Ā
You raised your gaze from the book to find his eyes, which were looking at you expectantly, the same way someone looked at the moon, yearning. The same way you were looking at him.Ā
āHow did you knowā¦?ā The question died in your lips.
āI just know.ā He cheekily said, and that was enough.
You know me, he said, and you felt your heart aching when you realized that Yoongi knew you too, and it was becoming impossible to escape from it.
You spent these past weeks trying to make it disappear, but there it was again, that strange feeling you felt in your chest, like something tugged from a string tied to your heart to try and steal it away. You were sure Yoongi thought he had his ways with you, that he was some kind of genius that knew exactly what to say and what to do to erase the frown from your face and make you laugh, but the truth was that he didnāt need to do much effort to win you over, the truth was that he already had you. He had you then, and he had you now and you werenāt sure if that was ever going to change, but today you didnāt care, you let him walk you home as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders like that warm wouldnāt chill you to the bone when he left.Ā
You had successfully gone through dinner without having to answer questions about college, or your future, or anything about yourself at all, part of it was because your grandmother didnāt ask any questions to begin with. Maybe you were a bit jealous that she seemed more interested in Eva, your cousin, who was a biochemist and just got engaged, or Aidan, your other cousin, who was just admitted into college, or even Yoongi, who was about to graduate, however, you felt relieved that the attention was not focused on you. You were used to your family thinking that you were a thirteen year old teenager and not a twenty one year adult, the attention was never really on you, sometimes it bounced on you accidentally like a ball and, from time to time, you got to share a glimpse of information about your life, but most of the time your mother answered for you as if you were a kid in the hospital room, trying to include you in conversations and talking about your own projects, and that was enough for everyone.Ā
In the past, your mother had sat you down several times to explain that your grandmother was never an easy woman, she reassured you that her judgmental behavior was a reflection of herself, not of you. She always offered to let you stay at home if you wanted to, but you refused only for the rest of the family, you could stand being with your grandmother if that meant being with the rest of them. And you learnt to endure it all: your grandmotherās judging look, all the talking about your cousinās achievements, their goals, projects, flawless record, and the fact that everyone seemed to be finding their paths except for you. You had to learn to pretend you were happy for them and not jealous, you took several breaths and moved on, and for a while you thought that after two decades of your life you had finally mastered the art in not giving a fuck about what your family thought about you, until today when you ran to hide in the closet so they wouldnāt find you.Ā
You had to work on that, you knew that, but at least for now the blatant disinterest for your life spared you from having to explain your life crisis, at least Yoongi was by your side, redirecting attention to him and the real question everyone wanted to ask but no one dared, a question that eclipsed any other topic of conversation: what was happening between the two of you?Ā
You looked at him next to you, charming as ever, talking with your uncle across the table. He decided to put on his glasses, his cheeks were pink and the sleeves of his blue sweater were rolled up to his elbows, his arm was casually resting on the top rail of your chair and every time he made a joke he looked at you to check if you were laughing. Every attempt he made to try to make you part of the conversation made your heart swell, but you were more than happy just observing him blending into your family as if he were part of it; you wanted to be as clueless as everyone on the table and believe that Yoongi could be sitting next year at this very same table to be there for you, for a moment you allowed yourself to dream of a reality where he saved you from every family gathering like he was doing tonight.
From the tip of your nose to the tip of your toes you felt warm, almost as if you had a fever. It was probably because you were still wearing your black sweater inside the house or because the memory of the book Yoongi gave you kept your cheeks burning red, or maybe because when dinner was over and your family lingered over the table for the longest time they could, you saw Yoongi tilting his head towards the stairs, meaning it was time to go to bed.Ā
There was a couple differences between this weekend and the night Yoongi slept with you after coming back from The Alley, that night you wouldnāt have ask him to stay over if you were sober, and he most likely wouldnāt have stay if he wasnāt high, tonight you had to share the room, but it was impossible for you not to be dramatic and always make big deals out of small things. Unlike you, Yoongi didnāt flinch when you told him you were going to sleep in the same room, you failed to remember that you were the one who had a decade-long crush on him and not the other way around.
Now the house was quiet and everyone was scattered around the floors, your cousins were in the living room with your uncle, your grandmother was already in bed, your mom was in the kitchen washing the dishes and Yoongi was upstairs, waiting for you. Before going with him, you changed into your pajamas and went to the kitchen to steal a few cookies that your mother cooked for tomorrow morning. You could wait a few hours more to eat the cookies, but you were desperately trying to look for an excuse to prolong the moment you entered the room you were sharing with the man upstairs.Ā
You entered the kitchen, making your mother turn around from the sink to take a quick look at you before coming back to the dishes. āAre you already going to sleep?ā She asked, a curious tone on her voice.Ā
āYeah, but I wanted to grab a few cookies first, is that okay?ā You inquired, already opening the cabinet above her head to grab a big plate.
āJust a few, remember theyāre for everyone.ā She warned, and you hummed in response, knowing that you were going to grab more than just a few.Ā
The room fell silent for a moment, you heard the water running and your dragging feet making their way to the cookies on the counter before she raised her voice again. āAre they for you and Yoongi?āĀ
You hummed again āYes, just a few, I promise.ā You said, grabbing what it seemed to be a whole batch of cookies to put on the plate.Ā
You tried to be quick, putting an extra cookie for the road between your teeth and turning around to escape from your mother before she could see you and scold you for stealing way too many cookies. Trying not to make any noise, as if that could make you invisible, you made your way towards the door to escape, but when you thought you were about to succeed, you heard the nickname your mom used for you from the corner of the room, stopping you in your tracks.Ā
āWait, darling.ā You heard her tone of voice, surprised that it wasnāt annoyed, but rather motherly.Ā
You turned around slowly with your guard up, as if in that way she wouldnāt notice the cookie between your teeth. You took it out of your mouth, hiding it behind your back.
āYes?ā You answered, remaining calm. You would not give yourself away when you already made this far.Ā
She closed the faucet, turning around to face you. Her eyes fell upon you, offering you an apologetic smile, which was weird, it was the kind of smile she gave you when she knew she was about to upset you. It wasnāt the kind of face someone who was about to scold you would make, she looked hesitant, almost worried.Ā
āI wanted to-... I mean, I wanted to ask you about something.ā She said, stumbling with her own words. Her eyes were not focused on the plate on your hands, not even in your face completely, like she was trying to avoid your eyes. You felt a rush of nervousness running down your body and quickly dissipating, you didnāt know why.Ā
āAbout what?ā You inquired, wiping the crumbs from your mouth.Ā
She sighed, playing with the towel in her hands to keep her hands busy. āI know you donāt want me to be all over your business, and Iām aware you are not a teenager anymore, but I canāt help worrying a little bit.ā She explained, or at least she tried.
You frowned, more confused than ever. The conversation seemed to be taking a completely different path than you thought five seconds ago.Ā
āWhat do you mean, mom?ā You said, taking a step forward, what did this have to do with the cookies?
Your mom pursed her lips, hesitating for a microsecond until the words finally came out of her mouth. āYou are already a woman, darling, so I wanted to know if you areā¦ cautious.ā She pronounced, making emphasis on the last word and letting it sink in the air, but you still didnāt understand what she was talking about.Ā
āCautious with what?ā You must've looked like a total fool, asking once again what she meant, but your mother seemed to want you to understand without having to explain.Ā
She shifted in her place and you saw a flash of embarrassment in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared. āWith Yoongi, I mean.ā She said, making the name resonate in your ears āI know youāre both adults and you can do whatever you want, but I wanted to make sure that you are using protection.ā
The realization fell upon you like a ton of bricks, each word she uttered felt like a different punch to your stomach. You opened your eyes widely, almost choking with your own spit.Ā āWhat? No, mom-ā You wanted to interrupt her, but she was quick to talk over you.Ā
āI just want to make sure!ā She said like she was apologizing āI donāt mean to be invasive, but itās important to me that youāre being safe.ā
You winced, feeling your face burning as you began stuttering āMe and Yoongiā¦-We are not, I mean-ā
āHoney,ā She stopped you, looking at you like she was a sex education teacher trying to explain why you should use protection. āI was not born yesterday, I see things happening, and believe me, I have no problem with you sharing a room, but I canāt help but ask.ā
You were left completely speechless, and her constant interruptions while you were trying to finish a sentence were not helping. You racked your brain to find a logical explanation, but you were incapable of forming a decent sentence when she was looking at you like she was a doctor. The fact that your mother thought that you and Yoongi were having sex made your stomach squirm, and how she stated that it was obvious left your head spinning. Did she see you today in that closet and immediately assumed you wereā¦ fucking? God, that sounded so bad, so incredibly embarrassing. You still felt yourself blushing when you thought about that moment, you couldnāt even fathom the idea of seeing him without a shirt, less alone having sex with him.
āMom, please. You donāt have to worry, really.ā You tried to explain, but that was not enough to leave your mother content, by the look on her face you knew she didnāt believe you one bit.Ā
āI know I donāt have to worry!ā She defended herself āYoongi is a great boy, and I trust youā¦ But you know, if things get a bit too frisky...āĀ
You closed your eyes shut, trying not to picture that in your mind, āGod, mom, donāt use that word!āĀ
āSorry! I meanā¦ You know what I mean! I hope youāre using protection, no matter the circumstances.āĀ
You took a deep breath, ninety percent sure you were about to die of embarrassment, but with your last breath you made sure to be clear with your mom so tonight she would sleep peacefully āBelieve me, mom. You donāt have to worry, nothing happened between Yoongi and me, I mean it.ā
You could see it in her eyes, she was not convinced, and she was right to be so. That was a lie, and she knew it. What happened today was not ānothingā, and your mother knowing that only made your cheeks burn.
āFine.ā She said, struggling to let the conversation go āBut if something does happenā¦ Be safe, okay?ā
You nodded repeatedly, trying to end the conversation as soon as possible. āYes, of course.ā You promised, but the idea of that ever happening sent a chill down your spine, you tried to shake that thought as far away as you possibly could.Ā
Your mom smiled and you took it as your cue to go. You tried to walk away, but before you reached the door, she spoke again.Ā
āAnd darling?ā She said, making you turn around to see her. āI know you donāt like coming here without your brother, so thank you for coming anyway.ā
āItās fine, mom.ā You said, and it was true. āAt least Yoongi made up for it.ā
She smirked, suppressing a laugh. āOh, Iām sure.ā
You rolled your eyes, in disbelief. āYup, Iām going now, goodnight!ā You said, finally escaping from the conversation. You heard your momās laugh in the distance as you closed the door behind you to run upstairs.Ā
Present
When you visited Simonās apartment for the first time you could clearly notice it was a boyās apartment from the lack of decoration, the lack of food in the fridge and the amount of boxes still unpacked weeks after moving in, but after you entered through the door tonight you saw a completely different version of it. It was a part of him that you missed out when you were gone, now there were plants on the living room and traces of Florence all over the place, like her purple slippers on the door and the purple toothbrush on the bathroom, her scrunchies on the entryway table and the framed picture of her beside them. You found it endearing, it was like a secret world made just for the two of them, a proper home.Ā
āWhen is Florence coming back?ā You asked, leaving your bag on the couch.Ā
Simon took off his shoes, wandering through his house as he turned all the lights on āOn Monday.ā He replied.
You made a mental note to leave on Monday, even if Simon repeated a thousand times that it was okay for you to stay there on the way here, you didnāt want to intrude in his life. Instead you decided it would be easier to intrude in Minnieās life, whoās apartment was big enough for the two of you, the only person she shared her apartment with was not an actual person, it was just her orange cat.Ā
Ā āI was supposed to go with her.ā Your brother kept talking āBut me and Yoongi are behind on some work and I had to stayā¦ Well, Iām the one whoās behind, really. Yoongi is just helping me.ā
You did not forget that Simon and Yoongi worked together at the same law firm downtown ever since they graduated. You knew that Yoongi got the job as soon as he graduated and then he was followed by your brother, after years it was still impossible to keep them apart, which had become a problem for you.Ā
You nodded but didnāt say anything about it, you reasoned that Yoongi was still working before arriving at your house, that explained the clothes, the shoes and the messy hair. You sighed just by thinking about it, at least dinner was over, at least your first encounter with Yoongi after four years wasnāt the worst thing that happened tonight.Ā
It was impossible, but you tried not to think about it too much. Yoongiās presence was some kind of collateral effect that came with your life, it was too late to detach him from it, but you still tried to run away from it for years and years, only to come back and still find him here, talking to you like nothing ever happened, like you were still friends.Ā
Yoongi and you were always on different stages of your life, on different places, on different paths, but you seemed to agree on one thing: keep everything secret, no one needed to know what happened between the two of you, that was why Simon was always talking about Yoongi when you called him, that was why he couldnāt stop talking about it him now, he didnāt realize that you didnāt want to know anything about his best friend, you could never told him why.
You followed your brother to his guest room as he talked and talked about how smart Yoongi was and how he was capable of taking so many different cases and not dying in the process, how nice it was to work with his best friend and blablabla. You swore that if you heard the name one more time you would explode, so you decided to drastically change the subject of the conversation, you were willing to say anything to take his name out of your brotherās mouth. It took a second, but when the room fell silent, you looked at your feet, a bit unsure, gathering enough courage to finally say what youāve been meaning to tell him since you arrived home.
āIām sorry for not telling you about the proposal.ā You softly spoke, and Simon, who was looking for a blanket in the closet in the corner of the room, turned his head to look at you. āI wanted to tell you in person, but I wasnāt planning for that article to come out, I didnāt want the whole world to know.ā
Simon left the blanket on the bed, turning his body to look at you more clearly. āMom told me that you think Ian leaked the newsā He mentioned, and you nodded, at the risk of looking crazy.Ā
āSally suggested it.ā You confirmed, sitting on the bed āAnd if he didnāt, heās fine with it anyway. He doesnāt care if people see me as this bitch who broke his heart, I might as well be.āĀ
He looked at the wall behind you, confused. āI think I missed a chapter here.ā He said, sitting on the edge of the bed āMaybe more than one. Werenāt you in love with him?ā
You wanted to grab a pillow, bury your face on it and scream as loud as you could, but for the sake of looking like a sane person you contained yourself. āI thought I was.ā You said sincerely. you believed there was a time when you were sure you were in love with Ian, there were moments you thought that the good things about him could outweigh the bad things, but deep down you knew that if you were really in love you wouldnāt have to do all that math, you wouldnāt have to fight to ignore his arrogance and his big ego.Ā
āAnd when did you realize that you werenāt?ā He continued to ask āOr when did you realize he was a jerk?ā
You scoffed, bitterly. āI guess I always knew both, I tried to make it work regardless. I enjoyed being with him for some time, but then he planned an engagement party full of people I didnāt even know. He didnāt care to call any of you and expected me to say yesā¦ Does that say more about him or me?ā
He kept quiet, not knowing what to say, but you already knew the answer.Ā
āIan was an asshole, kid. He was jealous of you, of your family, of your job, none of us understood why you were with him.āĀ
āThat was not what I asked.ā You laughed, rolling your eyes. āIan was a prick, I get it, but I wasnāt much better either.ā
āYou canāt make me think you deserve each other, are you kidding?ā He said.Ā
āI canāt blame him for everything, I made my own bed.ā You huffed āI was terrible and it took me almost four years to snap out of it, that was not his fault.āĀ
āYou are right, but youāre here now, arenāt you?ā He reminded you, calmly. āIsnāt that whatās important?āĀ
You began to become exasperated āCāmon, Simon, donāt try to be nice, youāre supposed to be mad at me.āĀ
āI am mad at you.ā He corrected you, sending a chill down your spine āYouāre working all the time, you never call, never text back, we barely see you and the only way to know about your life is when we read some article saying you broke up with your boyfriend because he proposed to you, are you kidding? Of course I am mad, but because I miss you.ā
You felt a wave of regret hitting all your senses, suddenly your eyes were burning with tears and you are not supposed to cry, you knew that, but the single tear that slid down your cheek was quicker than any thought that could cross your mind. Somehow, you wished your family hadn't noticed how absent you'd been these past few years, that they just shrugged and said āthatās just herā and forgot about it, it was not necessary to look at Simonās face to know that he couldnāt just forget about it. He loved you, your mother loved you too, you didnāt have a family that you would want to run away from, but you did it anyway,
āIām sorryā¦ā You murmured, looking at him with eyes full of regret. āIt wasnāt you, it wasnāt any of you, it was me. I was so angry when I left, I didnāt know how to handle it.ā
You wouldnāt trade your career for anything, it was one of those few things that made you happy, but after years of trying to convince yourself that every decision you made for the last few years was the right choice, this was the first time that you admitted that maybe you werenāt thinking clearly when you decided to move to the city and never look back.Ā
Simon frowned, thinking about it twice before asking āWere you angry, bug?ā
You tilted your head, giving him a sad smile, hoping that it could explain everything.āI was quite angry, yes.ā You answered āNot at you, though.āĀ
āAt mom?āĀ
āMaybe a little bit at mom, yeah.ā You laughed, shaking your head. You sighed deeply, letting the silence sit in the room for a moment before you could put in order all the things you wanted to say. āI remember when I told her I left college she looked at me like I finally lost my mind, it was like she saw it coming, you know? Me, again, being lost, it was not a surprise, but rather something she would expect of me. I know she was just worried and I know I can be a lot sometimes, but it hurt anyway. I don't blame anyone, Simon, but all I needed was someone to believe in me and no one did. I had to leave.ā Something ached inside your chest because that was not the whole truth, but it was all you could say tonight, you couldnāt say that Yoongi was also one of the reasons. āIām not trying to justify myself.ā You mumbled āIām just saying that I was so angry that I didnāt realize how many mistakes I made.āĀ
The silence that took over the room was so strong it made your stomach squirm. You shifted in your place, but Simon stayed there, with his gaze lost somewhere in the room as he processed what you just said.Ā
āI always believed in you, you know that?ā He spoke, causing your head to snap up towards him. āI know a lot of people tried to tell you that you werenāt, but youāve always been special and Iāve always seen it.āĀ
āI know you did.ā You sighed. āBut I was being so stubborn, I walked away and Iām so sorry.ā
āI know you think youāre too much, but youāre not.ā He continued talking āMaybe mom just wanted everything to be simple, for her kids to go to college, graduate, get a job and a home and never have to worry about whether they are choosing right or wrong ever again. But youāre not simple, bug, youāre extraordinary and talented and too brilliant to stay still, but youāre not too much, not for me.āĀ
You held back a sob, feeling ridiculous. āIām sorry.ā You said, once again, because you havenāt said it enough times.
āItās okay now, I mean it.ā Simon reached for your hand to squeeze it tightly.Ā
You sniffed āGod, I should be comforting you for being a bad sister, not the other way aroundāĀ
āI donāt need to be comforted, Iām okay as long as youāre here.ā He tried to cheer you up. āAnd you were not a bad sister, you were sad and acted shitty.āĀ
You smiled, because you told Simon that you were angry but instead he heard that you were sad, you didnāt feel like correcting him because he wasnāt so wrong about that.Ā
āIām sorry.ā You repeated once again like a scratched record, making him laugh. āAre you still mad at me?ā
āNo.ā he replied, āBut only if you promise not to disappear again.āĀ
You raised your hand, extending your pinky finger in front of his face. āI promise you, Simon, I will not disappear again.ā
Simon tangled his pinky with yours, making your promise impossible to be broken, and your soul felt at ease for a moment.
āFine, good enough for me.ā he said, throwing himself back onto the bed. āNow I want to hear everything about the proposal, and I want you to describe to me exactly the face he made when you said no.ā
You laughed, throwing yourself on the bed the same way he did and tried to summarize the last three years in just one night. Only for today, your body did you a favor and your head stopped spinning at least for now. Something began to feel right.
Four years ago
Seven days before New Yearās Eve
You could hear the radio at the end of the hallway in your grandmotherās room, softly playing jazz to cancel out the outside noise. Not everyone in the house liked the radio, your cousins always said that it was annoying and kept them awake, but it was still one of those old habits of your grandfather that remained in the house even if he was no longer here, so you liked it. The music inevitably seeped under the door of your room, Yoongi hummed some Frank Sinatra song as if he knew the lyrics to it, making you laugh and beg him to stop.Ā
You know itās almost midnight, as your roommate just informed you, but you didnāt want to turn the lights off yet. All of the cookies already disappeared from the plate, Yoongi was laying on his side the same way you were and the lamp on the nightstand warmly lighted up his brown eyes, you couldnāt help but feel you were not supposed to be in such presence, his messy hair and the loose white shirt he wore to sleep, his sleepy eyes, his pink lips; it looked just like the kind of view that was bound to haunt you forever.Ā
The nightstand that separated you was not far enough to stop that pull from the string in your chest, not when he was looking at you like that, his gaze fixated on yours like he didnāt want to leave you awake alone, and neither did you. You felt yourself shaking because, what was the version of you that existed when you were asleep? And what happened inside his head when you were not there? What was happening inside his head right now?
Did you cross his mind the same way he crossed yours? When you finally fell asleep, would he remember that moment in the closet or would it be just water under the bridge? Did he spend every waking second of the last seven hours thinking of that fleeting moment when you could almost feel his lips on yours?
Or was that just you?
The night was fading away, your eyelids were getting heavy but you still couldnāt find the will to sleep.Ā
āIām sorry for today.ā You almost whispered, gathering enough courage to mention the little accident āIām sorry for dragging you with me to the closet.āĀ Ā
He smiled softly, closing his eyes for a second. āItās okay, it was cozy.ā He teased you, making you groan in annoyance. He laughed loudly at your reaction, annoying you even more. āIām serious, it was okay.āĀ
āWas it really?ā You asked him āWasnāt I being silly?ā
āIt's okay being silly sometimes.ā He assured you, but that did not ease that anxious feeling in your stomach. He seemed to see it in your face. āWhatās wrong with being a little silly? I wouldāve run from your grandmother, too.āĀ
You bitterly laughed, covering your face with the palms of your hands āStop, Iām being immature.ā You groaned āIāve got to get my shit together.ā
āCāmon Pinky, you have to stop with that.ā He said.Ā
āI would if I could.ā You remarked.
āDidnāt you say you were going to get your shit together after the holidays?ā He reminded you āWhy are you worrying right now?ā
Yoongi was right, that was the initial plan, but ever since you came back home everything was pointing in different directions and it was beginning to drive you crazy, it was like the universe was forcing you to think about it, it was not letting you run away from it, not even temporarily. First, it was Yoongi, showing up every few days at your doorstep, grabbing your hand, squeezing your legs, whispering things in your ear like he wanted you to go insane, it was Minnie, offering you a job, talking about The Alley, saying you were supposed to be on the big screen, and then it was your mother, expecting you to make up your mind once for all. And still, you had your whole life ahead, why were you worrying right now?
āI donāt knowā¦ā You sighed āWhat if I come back next year and the plan was not good enough? What if I end up hiding again from everyone?ā
Yoongi shifted in bed, curious āDo you have a plan, Pinky?ā The nickname rolled off his tongue softly, you swimmed in the tenderness of his voice, something about it made you want to tell him everything.
āNot really, I meanā¦ It all sounds so bad.āĀ
āYou have a plan.ā He affirmed, smiling āI want to hear it.ā
āItās not a plan.ā You contradicted yourself āIf it were a plan, it would suck.ā
Yoongi hummed āItās something like a plan, then.ā
You scrunched your nose, unsure. āYeah, but not quite like a plan, something like aā¦ā You said, but the words died on your lips before you got the chance to finish.Ā
āSomething like a dream, then?ā He continued to ask, but you shook your head.
āSomething close.ā You expressed, unable to find the right words to explain your thoughts. You stayed silent for a second, believing he was beginning to lose interest in the topic, until the words slipped past his lips like a spell.
āSomething like a wish.ā He pronounced, and he was not asking, it was almost like he knew.Ā
You thought there was not much difference between a dream and a wish, but in this case, there was.Ā
You smiled at him, nodding, somehow you felt you could trust him with all your secrets āYes, like a wish.ā You affirmed, and it felt like a confession. āI donāt know Yoongi, have you ever stayed up late and planned something but when you woke up next morning you felt it was stupid? Well, I do that every night.ā
āIām sure that whatever it is, itās not stupid.ā He said, making your heart swell.Ā Ā
āI would like to believe youā¦ā You murmured āDo you have a dream, Yoongi? Something youāre too scared to wish for?ā
You could see him think about it for a moment, but his eyes were still connected with yours. Oh, how you wished to be inside his mind right now, read his thoughts, witness his dreams, know all his secrets.
āYes.ā He confirmed, āBut I canāt talk about them out loud right now.āĀ
You laughed, biting your bottom lip. āOkay, fair. What about those you can say out loud?ā
āIām not going to tell you because youāre going to laugh.ā He pouted, making you frown.Ā
āLaugh?ā You repeated, sounding more offended than you actually were. āI would never, cāmon.ā
He raised an eyebrow, testing you āYou sure?ā
āOf course, donāt piss me off.āĀ
āFine, fine.ā He let out a long sigh, believing you. āMy wish would beā¦ to stop time for a while. Sometimes I believe I canāt think when timeās running, all I do is study and come home to my mom, there is very little time that I have for myself.āĀ Ā
You felt your chest tighten, but it didn't surprise you that Yoongi felt this way. He already mentioned to you that, even if taking care of his mother didnāt feel like a burden, he still felt he was missing out on so many things.Ā
āAnd what would you do if time stopped right now?āĀ
Yoongi shifted his eyes for a moment, and you almost missed it but you saw it, the urge to hold back and the words getting stuck on his throat.Ā
āMmmā¦ā He hummed, āIāll go to the beach.ā
āIn winter?ā
āYes, I wouldnāt care.ā
āAnd where else?ā You continued to ask.
āHonestly? Iāll go anywhere but home.ā He confessed.
āWhatās wrong with home?ā You of all people knew exactly what was wrong with home, but you wanted to hear why he thought that.Ā
āHome itās okay,ā He waved off. āIt just feels like I spent my whole life there. I went to college expecting something to change, and a lot of things did but I still feel like something else is supposed to happen, like there's something else for me to see.āĀ
It was looking in a mirror, it was the same thing youāve told him a few days ago but in other words, in another tone. Yoongi sounded resigned, like his wish was clearly something that was not meant to happen and he needed to come to terms with it, nothing could ever make you more sad.Ā
āThereās plenty for you to see, Yoongi, are you kidding?ā You chuckledĀ āYouāre twenty five, youāre barely grasping life.āĀ
He scoffed, bitterly, āItās not that easy.āĀ
āOf course it is easy, do you know itās not necessary to stop time to go to the beach?āĀ
āI know, Pinky.ā He agreed, āBut what does it feel like running away?āĀ
āRunning away would be so bad?ā You asked, hearing the question echoing in the room, letting you know that maybe it was something you werenāt supposed to wonder out loud. Yoongi didnāt dare to ask such a question, but you seemed determined to make his wish come true, maybe you were the only one who could do it.Ā
āDonāt ask me.ā He said, looking at the ceiling to avoid your gaze.Ā āDonāt act like running away isnāt your wish as wellāĀ
You snorted, immediately grabbing a pillow and threatening to punch him in the face with it, but Yoongi is quick to cover his face with his arms.
āDonāt!ā He protested, laughing.
Ā āDonāt expose me like that!ā You whined, embarrassed.Ā
āWhat, am I wrong?āĀ
āMaybe youāre notā¦ā You dared to answer, leaving the pillow on the bed again āBut how do you know?ā
āI told you, Pinky.ā He murmured āI just know.ā
You shook your head in denial, how could it be? Were you really that transparent or Yoongi really just knew?Ā
āWhat else do you know?ā You continued to ask, curious.Ā
He pretended to think about it, pouting his lips and looking at the ceiling as if the answers were to fall from the sky. His eyes shifted towards yours, tilting his head āI know that you would run away to the beach with me if I asked you to.āĀ
A giggle was built in your throat, you laughed nervously as you tried to decipher if he was joking or not, even if Yoongi could see right through you, it was a bit difficult for you to do the same with him.Ā
āI donāt know about that.ā You said, ignoring the way your heart was beating against your ribcage. āDo you mean inā¦ an hypothetical scenario?āĀ
āItās a hypothetical proposal.ā He answered.
āIāll have to check my schedule first.āĀ
A smirk tugged from the corner of his lips. āWhat aboutā¦ two weeks away from now?ā
You did the calculation in your head, but you already knew that by then Yoongi would have to go back to class, so you doubted. āWhat about the semester?ā You asked, trying to be the voice of reason. āYour last semester, might I add.ā
āThat could wait.ā He did not hesitate āIsnāt it part of running away? Leaving things behind?ā
You laughed āAnd what would people say about me, then? That I made you leave college, nuh-hu.āĀ
āHere we go again with that.ā He rolled his eyes āI donāt care what people say and, besides, Iām not leaving college, Iāmā¦ postponing it.āĀ
That didnāt sound like the Yoongi you knew at all, but then again, this whole conversation didnāt sound like anything Yoongi from the past would say. A thousand questions crossed your mind, like what do you do on the beach in winter? Wouldnāt being alone be a problem? What are you going to talk about, where are you going to stay? If you say yes, would he grab your hand when you crossed the street, would he try to kiss you again?Ā
You crossed your arms, thinking about it, not daring to agree right away, but how could you say no? When he was looking at you, convinced that you would say yes.Ā
You opened your mouth, not sure what you were going to say but still ready to answer, and before you could utter a word, he interrupted you. āRun away with me to the beach, Pinky.ā He asked in a soft tone, looking at you with warm eyes and warm words, making your heart shake violently in your chest āOnly for now, I promise Iāll make it worth it.ā
You smiled, ignoring that little person inside you that tried to warn you about something, but you werenāt sure about what because all you could feel was your heart racing. āFine, Iāll follow you for now.ā You simply said, trying to sound as cool as possible āLetās run.āĀ
In that moment you forgot about years and years of disappointment and failed dreams, failed wishes, you ignored the reality, deciding everything was false and true at the same time. You didnāt need to look at the clock to know that it was midnight, something inside your chest sparkled and told you it was time to make your wish, and for some reason, you listened. It echoed in every corner of your mind, your wish was the beach in winter.Ā
Four days before New Yearās Eve
Two weeks ago, when you bought Yoongiās Christmas gift, you thought about it like a farewell. You stood in the shop and talked to the tall man with the long face and chose the gift as you tried to convince yourself this was a way of saying goodbye to him.Ā
That Christmas morning Yoongi tore the brown wrapping paper and opened the long box to find that you decided to give him a red tie. It wasnāt bright red, it was deep dark red, red like a rose. It came with a notebook and a pen with his initials on them. In your mind, you were giving away that version of him that lived in your head and clung to your thoughts and clung to your heart, that version of him you could never let go. Yoongi was about to graduate, he was about to become officially a lawyer, an adult, a man, he wasnāt that boy you fell in love with years ago, he was a wish you had to let in the past and your gift was just a way to remind you of it. You had a purpose, a plan, you had everything figured out until he decided to ask you to run away with him, until you said yes.
His gifts for you were a vinyl copy of Is This It by The Strokes, two tickets to watch When Harry Met Sally at the Alley the following week and a pair of red gloves for the rest of the winter.Ā
Yoongi looked at you and smiled like you both knew something everyone else in the room didnāt. āThe gloves match with the tie.ā He had said.
So now you had no plan, what you did have though, was a bunch of pictures of several locations Yoongi thought of booking for your trip to the beach. You were doomed.Ā
You thought the only person in this town who could possibly understand what you were going through was Minnie, the only person in the world who knew about your feelings for Yoongi, and the only person who you could call a friend at the moment.Ā
You werenāt expecting to see Minnie again when you saw her at The Alley a few weeks ago, but she had different plans; it was like she forced you to be her friend again. You tried to stop thinking you didnāt deserve it, you had to swallow your guilt and accept her friendship, and after a few five hour calls filled with gossip, you ultimately decided not to be against it, even if she called you everyday and still talked nonstop about that audition in the city, talking with her felt like you were still fifteen, and you liked it.
That night, as she raided her closet looking for a dress for you to wear at the New Yearās party at The Alley, you sat on her bed and gave her a run down of everything that happened with Yoongi since you came back home, it didnāt take her much to get you to admit that you were still in love with your brotherās best friend, so you might as well be honest and tell her everything.Ā
āYouāre being stupid right now, sweetheart.ā You heard her muffled voice from inside her closet. The next thing you saw was a piece of fabric flying in the air and landing at your feet. You grabbed it, putting in front of you to reveal a short pink dress that you would never, ever wear.Ā
You snorted, leaving the dress on the pile of clothes that you already rejected. You seemed to forget that Minnie was not the most adequate person to talk about āboy stuffā, perhaps because she was way too honest. You didnāt know whether it was a mistake or not to tell her about the trip to the beach, because all the questions she was asking and all the things she was stating to be true were thoughts you were desperately trying to avoid.Ā
āHe wants to fuck you, I donāt know how else to tell you this.ā She said, walking over the clothes to make her way to you. You threw yourself on the bed, covering your face with your palms āI mean, I wish I could only tell you that heās head over heels for you, and honey, that he is, but he also wants to fuck you.ā
You groaned, kicking your feet. āGod, you make me want to throw up.ā
āOf excitement, Iām assuming.ā She affirmed āIām telling you, thereās no way youāre going on a trip alone and come back without having fucked.ā
You looked at her, begging her to stop talking, but she was not finished. āStop!ā
āPicture this.ā She ignored you, forming a rectangle with her fingers and looking right through it as if she was directing a scene from a movie āFirst scenario, a storm causes the power to go out, thereās no electricity, you have no way to be warm so you sleep in the same bed to warm up, thereās tension, you look at each other and kiss, you fuck.ā
āOkay, I donāt see that happening.ā You shook your head.Ā
āSecond scenario, you just finished showering, you go out of the bathroom wearing only a towel because you think heās not there, but he is! He sees you, you kiss, you fuck.ā
āThatās notā¦ That sounds like porn.āĀ
āThird scenario!ā She exclaimed.Ā
āFine, thatās enough.ā You stopped her, waving your arms in the air.Ā
āNo, you have to prepare! And when it happens you will know that I was right.ā Your friend insisted, but you refused to let any of those ideas in your mind.Ā
āWhat if youāre not?ā You wondered āWhat if he just wants to be my friend and Iām just imagining everything?ā
āBut you are not, are you kidding?ā She laughed āThat man is clearly in love with you, why are you convincing yourself otherwise?ā
You felt Minnieās body sitting right next to you, causing you to sit back on the bed to look at her face to face. You were sure you were about to start crying out of frustration. āI donāt know, what if I get hurt?ā
Minnie pursed her lips āBaby, I canāt answer that question at all, but you have to take the chance.āĀ
You groaned, annoyed. āI donāt want to take the chance.ā You whined āI was fine before seeing him again, I wasnāt even thinking of him.ā
āThat is a lie,ā She laughed, mocking you. āWe both know you never stopped being in love with him, now you have him in the palm of your hand, do something.āĀ
Minnie stood up again, looking for another piece of clothing on the floor as you kept silent, wondering if any of that could be possible. Did you really have him in the palm of your hand? Was he in love with you and you were being stupid for believing that he wanted to be just friends?
āWhat should I do?ā You asked her, hoping that the redhead in the room knew all the secrets of the universe.Ā
āInvite him to the New Yearās party and wear a hot outfit, how about that?ā Minnie offered, like that could answer all your prayers.Ā
āWould that resolve all my problems?ā You joked, talking to the sky.Ā
āCāmon, he literally asked you to run away with him, donāt you find that a little bit hot? Donāt you really think that was not code for āI want to fuck youā?āĀ
You laughed āYoongi is not like that!ā You protested.Ā
āI hate to break it to you, but you are hot.ā She insisted, throwing another piece of clothing at your face. āAnd if Yoongi is not blind, he knows that, and letās not forget the most important fact here.āĀ
āWhich isā¦?ā
āHeās in love with you, letās start wrapping our heads around that.ā She simply said āOnce thatās done, you invite him to the New Yearās eve party at The Alley, you wear a hot outfit and confront him about it, tell him to stop playing around.ā
You grabbed the dress Minnie just threw at you, which was another short dress, but this one was actually cute. It was black and was covered in black sparkly sequins with thin straps, you were definitely going to freeze to death if you wore that, but you were sure this fitted the description of āhot outfitā.Ā
Minnie was right, you couldnāt keep running away from the facts, everything was laid on the table, you didnāt need more proof to know that Yoongi felt something for you, even if you werenāt sure if it was the same that you felt for him, you needed to gather enough courage to find out what it was.Ā
You grabbed the phone in your pocket and opened Yoongiās chat, you decided to invite him to the New Yearās party.Ā
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WHAT IS THIS | dr3 x brabham!reader | lh44 x brabham!reader (platonic) - smau
summary : you got into dating rumor with lewis hamilton after your sudden appearance in bahrain gp 2021. and your friend is not happy at all.
fc : emily ratajkowski, pinterest.
a/n : this is part of 'just a silly crush' universe, so i suggest you to read it first <3 and also this is just a small break (i lost the chapter 3 and 4 on my draft brb crying)
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y/nbrabham.official alright i take back what i said about cars go vroom-vroom. y'all cool, i guess.
big thanks to @ mercedesamgf1 and @ tommyhilfiger for inviting me!
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user1 HELLO?!? F1 AND Y/N?!?!? WHAT DID I MISS?!?! WHEN WAS THIS?!
user2 she decided to wake up and choose chaos, because what the hell??!
lewishamilton Glad you came, Y/N! Come again next race? š
y/nbrabham okay hamilton, now you're pushing it too far š
lewishamilton Well, at least I tried.š®āšØ
user3 HELLO?!?!? WHAT IS GOING ON
mercedesamgf1 Our best paddock girl! š„°
y/nbrabham.official admin stop making me blush! š³š³
user4 there's no daniel in the likes, what's going on?
user1 someone said that daniel is unfollowing her because she attend bahrain gp as lewis plus one, while he'd been trying to invite her since his debut race and she refuse to come.
user2 she's actually look sad and guilty when daniel refuse to look at her and avoided her at the whole race :(
user7 she doesn't deserve the spotlight :\ she only there because she is brand ambassador for tommy hilfiger. what did she knows about f1 anyway.
user5 GIRL SHE'S LITERALLY THE DAUGHTER OF DAVID BRABHAM?!?!
user4 blud is talking f1 knowledge to one of the brabham is crazy
mclaren maybe you can go to ours next race? š
redbullracing she will come to ours next, sorry.š«¢
mercedesamgf1 BACK OFF I SAID š¤ŗš¤ŗ
user9 NAHHH THE ADMINS ARE ON IT AGAIN
y/nbrabham.official maybe... š¤
user9 Y/N ?!?!?
danielricciardo posted a story!
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y/nbrabham.official i look like that one kid in meme... the one who smile at the burning house... what is this lewis... š¤Ø
lewishamilton You look fine, Y/N stop worrying so much! š©
y/nbrabham.official i am a model, of course i worry about my image š¤š¤
user6 DEAR FRIEND??!? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!?
lewishamilton She is my beloved friend! (I got rejected)
y/nbrabhams.official we are friends! (plz ignore lewis)
user44 HE GOT WHAT BY WHO?!?
user1 only y/n could reject THE lewis hamilton.
user10 i mean it is y/n, she can reject me, spit on me, call me names and i would still thank her
user12 @.user10 okay grandma, lets get you back to bed.
mercedesamgf1 looking' fresh š„š„
user9 MAX I SEE YOU
user3 it is probably daniel stalking with max's phone
maxverstappen I have no comment on that.
user33 MAX?!?!?!?
user2 BOY BFR RIGHT NOW
user4 WHAT DID YOU KNOW MAX VERSTAPPEN
landonorris š¶
user5 LANDO NORRIS?!
user11 ohh so this is what daniel story meant.. (im delulu)
user14 wait you might be onto something since daniel unfollow y/n.. (let me join you)
user23 OKAY BED TIME FOR YOU TWO, CHOP CHOP
"lew, daniel unfollowed me on insta. what should i do?" you said, voice panicking through the call.
"calm down, y/n. i'll try and talk to him." lewis, voice groggy, said.
it was almost 4 a.m in imola, and lewis had just finish reading a book. meanwhile it was 1 p.m for you in australia, and he is kind enough to listen to your sudden panic call. daniel had unfollowed you and you just notice that because you are opening your twitter after a week away from it.
the whole bahrain gp literally flooded your timeline so you just opted to stay off the twitter. which proven not so wise because now you're left with few chapters behind.
first, daniel unfollowed you. which of course understandable regarding the situation you're in. but daniel hasn't give you a chance to even apologize because that man is ignoring your messages and call and he of course won't read your dm
second, you just notice most of the grid is following you. other than few friend that you know about a.k.a daniel's friends, lance stroll, valterri bottas, and even zak brown decided to joining the bandwagon. and you know it won't be long until your next grand prix invitation.
"he is angry, y/n. that is understandable. and also why didn't you tell me sooner about your whole anti f1 agenda? i can prevent this disaster happen, you know that."
"yeah i know, i should've at least talk to you... but tommy really want me to go! he personally talk to me lew, how can i say no to him?"
"okay, fair. by the way, we've been friend for how long now? 3 years?"
"around that, yes. why?"
"and how long you've been friend with daniel?"
"umm, 19 years 20? i can't remember"
"yeah that outta do it. anyways i'll try talking to him okay? he avoided me too, maybe i'll ask max verstappen to help. i better go to sleep now, its like almost 5 a.m and my body is screaming."
"okay, you do that. i'm gonna go with my lunch... thanks lew."
"anytime, y/n."
anna watch as you return to your table with a suspicious look on her face. she never see you this restless or this nervous after your 'beef' with elsa hosk back in 2017. anna had her suspicion that it is about bahrain and she knew that it is partially her fault as well, but who knows?
"who was it?" anna asked, sipping her virgin mojito.
"lewis hamilton." you simply said, taking of your sunny as you open the menu.
"ohh, you finally agreeing on that second date?"
"what? no! he trying to help me to talk to daniel again."
"oh right, daniel."
"he didn't block me, but he definitely ignore me." you said, voice dejected.
anna wave her hand, calling the waitress to finally take your orders. you frown at her as the waitress approach both of you.
"i didn't order yet." you said.
"you've been ordering the same thing in this restaurant for almost 10 years, y/n. trust me i know what you want."
so you pout your mouth, rolling your eyes as you let anna order for you. she's not wrong that's why you let her be. this restaurant is one of if not the only restaurant that you always go to whenever you visit perth. you went here first time ever with daniel, back when you are 16. this restaurant just open then and you are excited to let daniel drive you around after finally getting his driver license.
"have you tried calling max? he is daniel closest friend on track right?" anna suggest, looking at you silently.
"should i?"
"try it."
and so you did. you open your phone, hovering at the contact name as you hesitate to press the call button. i mean it is 5 a.m at imola anyway, he won't pick up. right?
"hello?"
"uhh, hi max. this is y/n brabham. sorry for bothering you this early."
"ah don't worry i already woke up an hour ago. what can i help you?
"its about daniel."
"oh, yeah. bahrain?"
"yeah, he is mad at me. he won't answer his phone, unfollowed me on everywhere, and just avoiding me."
"he is mad at you, that's for sure. but he won't be mad at you forever. trust me, i know."
anna watch you in silence and you just looked away from her, staring at the ocean. you know anna is being nosy, but you let her anyway.
"i want to apologize to him... but how?"
"well, i have an idea. you have place in monaco right?"
"yeah, i do have house in monaco. why?"
"okay, here's the plan."
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GP! Yujin "accidentally" (girl never wears condoms who we kidding) knocking you up š now you have to tell her about being a possible baby daddyš¤ what if I say she might be into itš¤š like her thoughts drift to you walking around carrying HER kid for the next few months. š¤She's possessive your honorš honestly her reaction is totally up to you
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oddly enough i enjoyed writing this ask but mostly bcs it's on the softer side lmao š might be the only time i indulge in something involving pregnancy but who knows! baby daddy yuj was just something i could NOTTTT pass up š³
[cw: pregnancy!, lactation kink.]
oh my god she would be flabbergasted??? š yujinnie likes to tell you that she'll give you babies whenever the two of you fuck but 78% of the time she doesn't mean it!! š£ so one day when you sit her down and tell her you're pregnant and that you have absolutely no plans to 'get rid' of the baby... well, yujin was literally speechless š but she wouldn't hate it... in fact seeing you so confident about your decision to keep her child really helped her come to her own conclusion about this whole situation herself! you best believe she'll raise tf outta that baby with you š¤š
anw back to the nasty stuffāyk how turned on yujin would be afterwards?? just staring at you while you go about your day... her boner situation so fucking bad bcs she can't stop thinking about the night she put that baby inside you... and you don't even have your little bump yet but she acts like you do!! she's always caressing your stomach while making out, makes sure to plant the sweetest kisses on it before she goes down on you too! :3
every time she's staring she's so desperate to knock you up again that she just wants to bend you over and fuck you but she gets kinda afraid?? š yujinnie doesn't want to hurt you or the baby so she refrains from doing anything too crazy... but then you'd tell her that you'll both be careful so that none of you three will get hurt and suddenly she's back to being a huge fucking pervert! oh and don't even get met started on how she acts when your tits start leaking... lord.
yujin would have you sat on her lap all the time, your shirt off and perky nipples on her mouth,,, yujin has no problem getting messy with it too!! sucking on your nipples like sheās the baby ššš makes a joke about your tits drying up by the time the kid gets here bcs she really does get addicted to them! šµāš« sometimes it gets annoying how she just wants to touch you all the time but most of your anger comes from the mood swings šš all yujin has to do is kiss you and pull you around for a dance with fun music playing in the background and youāll be fine! š„°
about the possessive thingā¦ well yes! šµāš« yujin also gets overprotective to the point it becomes something the two of you argue aboutā¦ š daddy will be nagging at you a lot but thatās bcs sheās only concerned about you and the kid!! most of the time you canāt even get mad at her bcs yujinās just being a good daddy mommy š„ŗ see, sheās usually so haughty and reckless but getting you pregnant would definitely bring out a sweeter side of yujin that youāll fall in love w her all over again šš
okay now she really needs to breed meā[SIRENS BLARING]
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Canāt remember what was the premise for this and Iām too lazy to make a decent comic out of it, so just have this poorly digitalized railao doodle I found in my sketchbook, yāall can add any context you want~
I posted some Kung Lao and mk1 Kung Jin headcanons earlier, so now I think Iāll drop railao thoughts too. Nothing too crazy - I prefer to read/hear about otherās hc more than to think about them myself afgHjHh
- Raiden fell first, but Kung Lao fell harder.
- Lao did confess first tho. After the mk1 events and some chill time together they both realized that they can't stand being separated and stressed about the otherās safety.
- They used to have these red-string ālucky braceletsā when they were kids but stopped wearing them in middle school (prob lost them or because it wasnāt ācoolā anymore hah). Later, after mk1 when they officially started dating, they got a pair of matching ones, as a substitute for the wedding rings. š (now go find all of them on my railao art š)
- Right now (mk1 and right after) Raidenās hair is longer than Laoās, but Lao is growing his hair out so in the future heāll be rocking that one long-ass braid we all love. š„° Also he has no idea how to style hair besides the ponytail and a simple braid, so sometimes Raiden will do his hair for him as soon as it grows long enough.
- Since childhood Raiden collects cool rocks he found around the village and sometimes he gives them to Lao. I suspect that Raiden is a penguin.
- When Lao noticed that the flower petals have a strange tendency to follow him everywhere, he began collecting them and leaving in various places, including Raidenās home and school desk. After they got together, the petals would follow Raiden on their own volition every time the two are separated. šø
- Lao began to pierce his ears right after the school graduation and Raiden thinks he looks cool, but he did only one piercing per ear for himself much later. Although I'm starting to dig Noviceās idea that he canāt wear them because of his lightning powers. š¤
- Raiden calls Kung Lao just āLaoā or āmy Laoā (but not in a āprofessional settingā, like on missions or in front of people who are not considered their friends). Kung Lao loves giving Raiden cheesy nicknames.
- Lao is so passionate in his affection, heās borderline aggressive, he kisses and hugs like itās their last time. Raiden is more sensual and a fan of prolonged physical touch, like holding hands for the whole day.
- Kung Lao is a professional shit talker and yapper, Raiden just nods and listens. He remembers everything tho, even if itās something ridiculous that Lao himself will forget after five minutes.
- Lao actually can cook at a reasonable level. I also think heās very creative and resourceful and can make a decent meal from a limited number of ingredients.
- A relatively new follow-up hc inspired by this tt and personal experience discussion with D3rpy: Kung Lao eats like a vacuum cleaner and canāt stand people wasting food because when he was a kid his family had a rough few years when they could barely afford enough food. And although things have changed for the better, itās a habit now, heās like a stray animal - you canāt waste food when you donāt know when youāll eat next. Also this is when he got closer to Raidenās family, hanging out in his house more often.
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Horrorfest: He Came Home [Yandere Michael Myers x Reader]
Title: He Came Home [Yandere Michael Myers x Reader]
Synopsis: You're being stalked by the Boogeyman but no one believes you.
For Horrorfest request:
I'm so happy you write for Halloween omg š can I request a stalker ish michael Myers, more yendere than I'm going to murder you brutally right away lol
Word Count: 1647
Notes: Yandere, stalking, death/killing (not reader); some graphic violence descriptions.
Itās someone playing a prank. People always do it around Halloween.
You shouldnāt make up stories using Michael Myers. Itās not funny. He really killed people, you know.
If you donāt have concrete evidence, we canāt do anything for you. Itās probably just some teen messing with you.. Keep your doors locked and call us if anything happens.
Youāre being stalked by the Boogeyman and not a single person in your life, your whole damn town, believes you. And maybe thereās a reason for it, God knows that it wasnāt uncommon for people to pull pranks like this--to turn tragedy into mockery and entertainment.
Damn kids, and all that.
But itās different now because itās real and itās happening to you. And you are not crazy or lying and this is not a prank. Youāve seen him more than once, a shadow at first, something you brushed off.
The next time, he was standing down the street, half hidden by a tree. But you saw him. And he saw you. And every muscle in your body had tensed before you whirled around and ran. It was a joke, a teenager with a morbid sense of humor, maybe one of your friends praying on your scaredy-cat tendencies.Ā
But then you saw him from your bedroom window, standing down below in the grass.Ā
And your kitchen window, behind the fluttering sheets youād tacked up earlier in the day.
And you know, you just know, that one day he will be inside your house.
Coming for you.
--
No one believes you. But that doesnāt stop your friends from laughingly agreeing to have a sleepover to ease your worries, something none of you have done since you were teenagers. Only this time instead of sneaking booze from momās locked cabinet using the pilfered key and drinking until you saw stars, you were going to be stone-cold sober and sleeping with a knife.
If (when?) he came for you, youād be ready.Ā
Glenn disappears first, after announcing that heās heading out to the garage to grab a beer. Like heās at some teenage kegger.
Your friends laugh when he doesnāt return--maybe heās chugging them all and not saving any for the rest of us--but you start to tear up and Tina sighs and says sheāll go out to get them.
But Tina doesnāt come back, either.
The house is silent and itās just you and Nancy, and Nancy is the sensible one. She wonāt make jokes about what you say youāre experiencing, even if sheās keen to downplay it as a prank. She doesnāt dismiss Glenn and Tina not coming back as something silly. Instead, she locks the door to the garage and flicks off all the lights and grabs a baseball bat.
Donāt, you should say, donāt go looking for them. But youāre too afraid to look yourself and Nancy, Nancy is strong isnāt she? Strong and brave. She wonāt do anything stupid. So she heads to the front door and tells you to lock it as soon as she leaves, then wait by the phone and call the cops if she isnāt back in a few minutes.
And you do, with fingers that fumble and sweat. The lock clicks hard and you run to the phone, hand trembling on the receiver so hard that you keep lifting it off and hearing little bursts of dial tone.Ā
You glance down at your watch, squinting in the dimness to see the time. Itās been a minute, maybe two. How long should you wait? Maybe Nancy was chewing them out, scolding them for scaring you. Yeah. She would do that. Then sheād make them come in and apologize, like sheād had to do before when they pushed your buttons too hard.Ā
This fantasy carries you through to the next minute, and the next, until the garage door bursts open, and you can hear the wood splintering and cracking, swiping away anything but an awful reality that sends your heart rate sky-high.
You should run, really, but it feels like your legs are stuck to the floor. Rooted like a tree, even though your hands are now shaking wildly. You dimly hear the dial tone and remember what youāre supposed to do, and your finger shoves itself into the rotary dial, twisting and twisting the local sheriffās office--
Until the phone is ripped out of the wall like a piece of paper, and you turn around to see the real-life boogeyman standing in front of you. No longer far away and through glass, but flesh and blood, close enough to see, close enough to smell.Ā
Close enough that you can see the glint of a knife in his hand.
You can even see his eyes through the mask and meet his gaze, your own eyes wide with pinprick pupils, and his merely staring at you through the holes in this mask. You hear, softly enough, the sound of breathing; his or yours?Ā
A gasp is caught in your throat when he grabs your shirt and shoves you away from the ruined phone, hard enough to knock you off your feet. You land on the floor, but your legs no longer feel rooted, and you scramble to your feet and do the only thing you can do: run.
The ruined garage door is the path of least resistance, and you run through the doorway and grope for the railing but miss it.Ā
You trip down the stairs, landing on the concrete hard enough to make your palms sting and even bleed, but--no, thatās not your blood. Thatās not your blood at all. The blood on your palm is thick and wet and when you look up, you see Nancyās corpse sprawled out on the ground, face down, stab wounds oozing from her back. Tina and Glenn are behind her, both bleeding heavily from the chest. Tinaās red chest heaves and maybe her eyes look at you, but you canāt tell if she actually sees you.
āOh,ā you say, voice suddenly unrecognizable to your own ears. āOh.ā
And thereās a shadow above you, the shadow of shadows, and you donāt even have time to turn around as his hand grips the back of your shirt and pulls you backward.Ā
Words flash through you--Iām going to die--before thereās a dull awful pain at the back of your head (why the knife blunt?) and darkness overtakes everything in the world.
--
You donāt expect to wake up, but you do.Ā
And when you do, youāre sitting in an unfamiliar space full of dust and dirt. A simple room with nothing in it but a ragged blanket and some stray, dusty furniture--an old wooden chair, a wooden chest. The windows are boarded up, but you can tell itās night-time.
A house that no one has been in for years, maybe. A house that has fallen into disrepair and ruin. There werenāt any houses like this in town proper, you knew, so you must be in the woods outside of town, where there were occasionally remnants of abandoned places.Ā
Why were you in the woods? Why were you in a house?
The thoughts are clear and simple, piercing through a swimming ache in the back of your head. You focus on these thoughts to keep you from passing out again. In the woods, in a house. In the woods, in a house. In the woods, in a house.
But why?
And then you remember. Michael Myers. Your friends. The blood. The pain.
As if on cue, thereās another sound in the house. A sound that is distinctly familiar, heavy footsteps and yes, it must have been his before--the sound of breathing. Soft and subtle, like a stray sound muffled through the wall.Ā
You move to stand on weakened legs, but keep yourself pressed back against the wall as the figure of Michael Myers walks and stands in the doorway.
Itās as if the air itself becomes thick and heavy with his presence, and you almost want to sit down again. But you force yourself to stay standing. At least if youāre standing, you have a chance to run, if you can.
But he doesnāt give you one, not at this moment, anyway. Instead he stays in the doorway and simply stares at you.
Long enough for your tongue to loosen, words coming out dry through your chapped lips. How long were you out, anyway?
āWhyā¦ why did you bring me here?ā
No answer.
āWhere are we?ā
No answer.
Finally, you swallow spit, and ask a question that you donāt really want to be answered.Ā
āAre you going to kill me?ā
You swear you hear him inhale through his nose, a short, thin sort of breath.Ā
He takes a step into the room. Thereās nowhere for you to go, and you feel helpless sobs start to bubble up in your throat. You look down and thereās no knife--that you can see--but that doesnāt stop the visuals of your murdered friends and vague impressions of everyone you know who has been killed by him from flashing through your head.
He stops right in front of you. You half expect him to grab your neck and twist. Or grab your throat and squeeze.
But all he does is tilt his head slightly, looking at you through the holes in his mask. You wish you could erase the visual memory of his eyes, wish that youād never seen them at all; the faraway impression that he had two big black holes was more merciful than this.Ā
And then his hand reaches out and touches your face, callused fingertips brushing against your cheek.Ā
His fingers leave behind traces of grime and your friends' dried blood.Ā
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āMerry Christmas wherever you are.ā
Charles Leclerc x Reader
Summary: Reader attempts at soothing their child- and when all fails she calls the one man they both need.
Warnings: Self-Doubt, fluff, Google translate, Charles being cute, not every Christmassyā¦ NO PROOF READ!!
Key: Y/N (your name) Y/L/N (your last name) Juliette (Yours and Charles kids name) Jules (her nickname)
Word count: 744
A/N: Iām sorryā¦ I didnāt stick to my schedule I really have a bad timing issue- infact schedule issue. Sorryyyy! But to make up for it I got some good fics coming š
Or so I think are good. Also sorry this isnāt as Christmassyā¦
I wanted to cry, I was on the verge of tears and crawling into a cornerā¦ Juliette had no way of settling- in fact she was practically screaming the house down.
The one thing I didnāt want to do was call for help- because Iām her mother I can do thisā¦ but yet I still found myself picking the phone up and dialling the one man I need right now.
āmon chĆ©ri? You okay?ā (My darling) A panicked Charles picked up the line before the first ring, and if Juliette wasnāt screaming so loud I probably wouldāve sat and twirled my hair at how cute he is.
As soon as I heard the words āyou okayā I bursted into tears along with our baby. āCharles I donāt know what to doā¦ she wonāt stop crying!ā Taking heavy breaths I gently placed my hand onto of Julietteās tummy trying to soothe her.
āChĆ©rieā¦ breathe- take some deep- just one minute.ā (Darling) I heard him rustling around and a door click shut on the other end of the call, he mustāve had to run away from the team for my breakdownā¦ gosh do I feel like the worst mother and partnerā¦
āLet me FaceTime you-ā sniffling I moved the phone away answering Charles FaceTime call.
āhĆ© ma jolie filleā¦ā (hey, my pretty girl), even though he was across the waters- seeing his face washed a sense of relief over meā¦ and oddly enough Julietteās cries got quieter slowly- crazy huh, her fathers voice is the answer to both our prayers.
āIām so sorryā¦ I know your busy- I just I donāt know what to doā¦ā sniffling once again I looked down at Juliette who was also snifflingā¦ eyes opening and closing slowly proving to me she is tired yet has been fighting it this whole time. āFamily always comes first how many times do I tell you this.ā
āI know I just feel like a terrible mother I canāt soothe my own childā¦ā and now Iām setting off again, tears rolling down my cheeks- lip quivering. Which also to my expense set Juliette back off.
āY/N youāre the most perfect mother- Our Juliette is so lucky to have such a perfect woman in her life. Now stop doubting yourself, okay?ā Nodding slowly I wiped away my tears taking another deep breath. āshow me our gorgeous girl.ā Smiling a little I turned the camera so they can both see each other.
āHĆ© mon bĆ©bĆ©!ā (Hey my baby!)
And just like that she calmed back down again, her dad has that effect on us both I guess. āIāll be home soon princesse.ā (Princess)
The most adorable yawn escaped her tiny body, legs and arms both kicking up and down and the smile back on her face. āNowās time for you to sleep Julesā¦ no more crying. Go to sleep princesse.ā (Princess)
My finger danced over her face delicately, and soon she was falling asleep. ābĆ©bĆ©?ā (Baby?)
Humming I turned the camera back around, relief washed all over my face. āIāve got to go now mon amourā¦ are you going to be okay?ā (My love) Looking down at Jules who was practically in a slumber, eyes opening every now and then. I paused for a moment, before taking a deep breath and nodding at Charles. Iāve got this- Iām her Mother, Iāve got this.
āIāll be okayā¦ thank you.ā Lying back on the bed I looked at the FaceTime, hand resting on Julietteās belly once again. āDonāt thank meā¦ Iām sorry Iām not home for Christmas, especially the first as a family.ā Sighing he moved the screen closer to himself. āJust means we get two huh?ā Smiling a little I leaned forward kissing the camera of my phone. āI love you Charles Leclerc, come home to us soon.ā Smiling a little at him, his eyes seemed to well just a little, a small sight of tears. āAs soon as I can mon chĆ©riā¦ I love you more.ā (My darling)
Then the screen went off, and silence engulfed the roomā¦ Julietteās soft snores were the only thing heard.
And when the silence becomes a soothing lullaby, and the twinkling of the Christmas decorations become a trace, I placed a gentle kiss to my fingers- waving it off into the air. āMerry Christmas, wherever you are.ā
Little did me and Jules know- our favourite person was waiting on a flight home and would be here when we wake, our Christmas miracle.
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is there a way to look at kinks/sex interests in the chart via nakshatras? iāve tried googling on this subject but iāve barely found anything on the topic beyond the simple ālook at 8H or 12H for thatā
OOOOH that's a spicy question šš„µ(MINORS DNI)
I think trying to understand the nature of nakshatras helps in understanding what turns those natives on/what their kinks are. The yoni animal really helps in this regard. its imp to think of sex as a part of life and sexual nature as an extension of one's personality.
for example, i have two cat yoni friends (they're both ashlesha tho) who both have vaginismus which makes penetration really hard for them. male cats have barbed penises which makes penetration unenjoyable for female cats and its absolutely crazy how that can be manifest in cat yoni natives (i wonder how this will apply to male natives tho).
elephant yoni girlies i have known irl have had crazy sexual appetite. i do think your other placements/yoni animals will expand or restrict the energy of your primary yoni animal tho (which is the yoni animal of your moon nak).
lion yoni men freak me out bc ive had bad experiences with many of them. multiple guys who were creepy/SA-y with me had lion yoni. i think it makes you have an aggressive sexual nature.
ive noticed that many Moon dominant men kind of have a breeding kink or some type of semen related kink (sorry for being graphic, if youre a minor pls stop reading). ex: nick cannon who is hasta sun and has like 12 kids or something. i also think men with Moon influence love curvaceous women.
Mercurial men love someone who challenges them. they need that kind of stimulation to be turned on. i havent actually noticed this with mercurial women tho.
mars dominant men love milfs. most of them marry women who are much older than them.
i think venus/to some extent moon influence makes people attracted to those who they want to be like?? they'll straight up start acting like their partners. ex: kareena kapoor, shravana moon, when she was dating shahid kapoor, she was a vegetarian, super spiritual etc (like him) and after meeting and marrying saif ali khan, she has turned into a wine drinking, decadent, literature loving type person like him.
men with buffalo yoni (im thinking of Swati because those are the men i dated lol) have crazy BDE (and more than just energyš) i know buffalo is not the same as a bull but i think the same masculine virility and tenacity applies. generally some yoni animals are more submissive and some are more dominant (just the nature of those animals, some are preys, some are predators) and i have noticed that every guy ive ever been attracted to has a large yoni animal because im (exposing myself here) hella submissive. if they have a mid-range animal/domestic animal/small animal, i feel put off with them bc i cant "submit" to them?? if ykwim
also check your darakaraka planet/placement etc and that will also help you understand what type of people you're attracted to. if you have Mars DK in 10h, you'd like someone a bit aggressive, sporty/athletic but also ambitious, career oriented, successful etc
i dont really know if i answered your question and im sorry i dont know any sources to direct you towards but i hope this has given you some ideas.
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if youāre down to do it iād love a part 2 to opposites attract with mick š
opposites attract part two | mick schumacher social media au
part one
masterlist
pairing: mick schumacher x reader
both beloved and feared in the paddock, y/n y/ln will defend her bf until the end, no matter who it is.
(hope you all enjoy š«” i love this pairing)
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yourusername: chat shit, get banged
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user49 so. fucking. iconic
mickschumacher i love you, thank you for defending our family
yourusername always <3
user99 hold on a second... our family??? we engaged?
user53 it's probably just a phrase bestie let's not get too crazy
charles_leclerc i'm so scared of you
yourusername good - you want me to swing at ferrari?
user45 truly the ride or die we all need in our lives
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mickschumacher: family is everything ā¤ļø
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user49 the fact that he considers y/n family is so so cute
yourusername awww mickey !! i love you guys so much, i'd do anything for y'all xx
gina_schumacher love you all ā¤ļø
mercedesamgf1 family š
user23 i'm so glad mick has someone like y/n on his side, not only defending him always but also his family xx
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f1wagsupdates: y/n y/ln makes her first appearance in the paddock since her incident with the paparazzi. she joined mick in the mercedes garage for the weekend - we're glad she's back !!
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user33 lmao mick in the likes he's down so bad
user88 finally some good fucking food
user21 ahhhh did y'all see ted fucking flinch when he saw her i'm glad they all know what a bad bitch she is and she'll call anyone's ass out
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yourusername: let's rideeeeee or whatever charli xcx said
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user37 war is over y/n is back in the paddock i missed her so much
mickschumacher gonna make it bring your gf to work day every race from now on
yourusername sounds good to me i love the merc catering so much better than haas
user44 LMAO SHE STILL GOT THE DIG IN
estebanocon omg besties back in the paddock
yourusername este bestie !!!! i've missed you and elena need to do something asap xx
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f1: host martin brundle has picked up an illness during the weekend and has chosen y/n y/ln, internet personality and host, to take over his hosting responsibilities on race day š
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user56 i love how they don't mention that she's with mick and that she is a host by trade
mickschumacher i know she'll be the best replacement ever ā¤ļø
yourusername awwww thank you babe xxx
user48 i know this is gonna be the most chaotic grid walk ever
user11 but she'll defo ask the questions we all want to know the answer to cause this ain't her full time job who cares if sky don't like it
danielricciardo can't wait to watch it all unfold
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mickschumacher: what a weekend for the team, but also for us!! my baby made her grid walk debut and killed it xx i love you and am so so proud of you š
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user34 will it ever be my turn
user41 i confess - i think i have a parasocial relationship with these two
user78 me and you bestie
estebanocon ahhhh she was great!!
lancestroll as the kids say i think she slayed š
yourusername teehee thank you guys
gina_schumacher doing us all proud!!
yourusername ahhh thank you gina š
yourusername added to their story
[caption: getting the goods for a certain someone's birthday bash]
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yourusername: i didn't know we had this many friends - sorry switzerland š
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danielricciardo i'm never going to another party with you I AM SCARRED
maxverstappen1 you have impressive planning skills - are you open for bookings?
mickschumacher thank you very much baby (you can deal with the noise complaints)
sebastianvettel so this is what we could hear
charles_leclerc you guys are weak - i had a great time, thanks y/n and happy birthday mick !!
estebanocon i love you guys but i wish i wasn't so close to you guys how are we still cleaning up ?
yourusername because we need to make sure things are properly recycled @sebastianvettel
sebastianvettel good good (you don't have to impress me i already love you and mick together)
yourusername thank you for the validation seb
mickschumacher LESS TALKING MORE RECYCLING
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mickschumacher: thank you for the best birthday ever babygirl! while the party is something i'll never forget, just being able to spend time with you and the rest of our family was the best thing ever. also prize for best birthday gift ever goes to you for tony the goat, i love him and the fact you got him for and i quote "to remind me of my dad and me in the future". i love you and our growing farm family
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user48 A GOAT FOR HIS BIRTHDAY? TO REMIND HIM OF MICHAEL? FOR MICK BEING THE GOAT IN THR FUTURE? I LOVE THEM
estebanocon can't wait to meet the little guy
yourusername i love you baby - you deserve everything !!! @mercedesamgf1 paddock pass for tony when
mercedesamgf1 happy birthday mick! we're on it š«” (admin is scared of you)
user39 omg pls grid walk with tony would be so iconic
charles_leclerc so there was a goat at mick's house i just thought i was really drunk
sebastianvettel welcome to the farm dad life mick - happy birthday x
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Feo, Fuerte Y Formal
Pre-Ghoul/Pre-War Cooper Howard x Fem Reader (FLUFF!!)
CW: sickeningly sweet domestic Cooper, Pre-Ghoul copper, cursing, dancing in the kitchen, talk of marriage, talk of kids, mentions of his divorce, mention of alcohol (nothing crazy though) potential grammatical and spelling errors! Briefly proof-read! Slightly suggestive themes (cooper canāt keep his hands off his pretty girl š¤)
AN: For all my Cooper Howard lovers who have been asking for him Pre-Ghoul/Pre-War I finally present one to you! I know most of you wanted smut, but honestly for some reason this just felt more like what Pre-War life with Cooper would feel like in my opinion. I feel as if maybe I know more of him in ghoul form to know better how to write smut for the ghoul side of him, but who knows! I may just have to come out with a part two that is just smut of him after he gets married to reader, still pre war, thoughts? š anyway, I hope yāall enjoy! Hope I can do my pre-ghoul loving Cooper lovelies justice for this! š„°
Also in celebration of international jazz day, I included jazz music! The songs Cooper and reader dance to in their kitchen incase yāall want a more immersive experience! āŗļø I know Michael BublĆ©ās version isnāt exactly in that time period but his version just feels so much more intimate in my opinion, but feel free to listen to the original if you wish instead!
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It was like any other day in your quaint little home. You were standing by the stove, working on food for dinner for you and Cooper waiting for him to come home from work. You were just finished up with mixing up the mashed potatoes with a mixer when you heard keys jingle in the front door to your house. You smiled giddily as you heard the door open, the clomp of Cooperās signature cowboy boots across the linoleum floor as your man stepped inside. āWelcome home honey!ā You called from the kitchen as he took his shoes off in the entrance of the house, padding into the kitchen once disposing of his work bag and cowboy hat on the hangers near the living room. āHow lovely it is to see your face after a long dayā he said, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You gave a contented hum as he rested his head against your shoulder before placing a sweet kiss to your cheek, not wanting to distract you from the absolute art that was your cooking. āHow was work?ā You asked, making him chuckle as he stood next to you, watching you as you put your heart and soul into the gravy for the mashed potatoes and pot roast finishing up in the oven. āOh you know, the usual. Kinda pissed that aināt nothinā special happen todayā he said, making you turn to him. āAll that fuss of bringinā you in on your day off, just for it tā be a load a nothinā?ā You asked, upset for him that they would do that to him, of course it wasnāt the first time this had occurred, heād been called in on his days off quite often actually. But it never really upset you, not when you knew it made him happy and when at the end of the day, heād always come home to you. āYeahā¦never failsā he said, making you shake your head. āFigures. I oughta have a chat with that agent of yours to letchya off the hook every now an āgain. A day off is meant to be enjoyed! To relax! Not to come straight back into work with more stress than there already is to begin withā you said, making him chuckle at the threatening way you held the spatula in his direction with gravy dripping off it into the pot. āIām sorry again we couldnāt go to that jazz concert ya wanted to go seeā he said, making you somber for a moment remembering the cute plans youād made for today since he was supposed to be off, but were ruined the moment he answered that damned phone that almost never stops ringing. āOh donāt you sweat it, darlinā. Been listeninā to it in the radio! Figured we could have our own little at home date and just enjoy it from the radio, whatdya say?ā You asked with a hopeful smile, and he loved the way you always managed to find the positives in even the worst situations. āSounds good to me if itās good with you darlināā he said, pulling you in by the hip to give you a quick, soft kiss. You smiled into it before swatting his hands as he tried to distract you from cooking by letting his hands wander. āNow now, after super, mister. Besides, I worked hard on this pot roast! Iād be cross if it went cold!ā You said, making him laugh. He loved your attitude and dedication to your craft, it was just a few of the many things he loved about you truly. As a man fresh from divorce, you sure knew how to make him feel like a brand new man.
He helped you in setting everything out in the table, carrying the pot of mashed potatoes, and the gravy as you made it very clear you needed to place down the pot roast. āEverythinā smells delicious sweet peaā he said, making you smile proudly as you set down the roast on a mitt to keep the wooden table safe from warping from the heat of the roast pan. āMmm-MM! Damn honey, looks about as good as youā he said suavely, coming back with two glasses and a bottle of your favorite wine. āPicked this up on the way home as an apology for date night AND!ā He said before excitedly going and grabbing flowers from his bag to present you with. You gasped as you saw the beautiful assortment of roses he got you, covering your mouth with your hand as you took them. āCoop! Awww, honey ya shouldnāt have!ā You said, hugging him for them and the wine before he found a vase for you to put them in. āTheyāre gorgeous! Oh gosh you spoil meā you said, making him laugh as he held you close once taking them from your hold so he could be the center of your attention at that moment. āAnything for you honey, itās the least I could do. Besides, you deserve a man who treats ya like Iām still trynna win ya over, anā Iām always gonna do thatā he said, smiling down at you before kissing you once more. āWell, you are certainly forgiven. Especially nowā you said playfully, both of you chuckling amongst each other as he swayed you back and forth to the music. āAlright, cāmon lover boy. Letās eat āfore it gets cold, yeah?ā You asked with a smile before moving to sit your self-designated seats at the dinner table, smiling as you popped open the bottle of wine to pour you both a glass after helping yourself to a plate full. He gave a hum in delight at the first taste of your cooking, making you giggle as you cut into your roast before taking a bite. āYou are truly a god send. How you make the most delicious food, delicious desserts, I made outā he said, making you giggle once more, a well cooked carrot on the tip of your fork. āWhat can I say? Mama raised a good one. She really wanted me to get married and give her some grand babies, so had a kick ass teacherā you replied, popping the carrot into your mouth once youād finished talking with a grin stretched to your pretty lips. āImma have to thank her myself again when I see her next then, because you are a god damn angelā he said, making you laugh as he continued to compliment you and shout pleased expletives as your delicious home cooked meal.
Once youād both finished up with dinner, the dishes quickly found their way into the dishwasher and it wasnāt long before you both were slow dancing in your shared kitchen. You smiled up at him as the song that played when you two met, then when you first got together, and on your first date began to play. What luck it was that it would end up playing!
How lucky can one guy be?
I kissed her and she kissed me.
Like the fella once said,
āAināt that a kick in the head?ā
You smiled and giggled as you both swayed to the upbeat song, listening to the singer who did a mighty fine impression of Dean Martin in your opinion. You watched as Cooper happily began singing along, making all sorts of funny faces as he got into it, loving the way it always made you smile.
The room was completely black.
I hugged her and she hugged back.
Like the sailor said, quote,
āAināt that a hole in the boat?ā
My head keeps spinning.
I go to sleep and keep grinning.
If this is just the beginning,
My life is gonna be beautiful.
You started to sing along with him, unable to deny just the purely happy energy almost radiating from him, as if he was singing this song and singing it about you. Your smile stretched so wide it almost hurt your cheeks, seeing those cute little dimples that rested in his when he was truly and genuinely happy.
Iāve got sunshine enough to spread.
Itās just like the fella said,
āTell me quick: aināt love a kick in the head?ā
Like the fella once said,
āAināt that a kick in the head?ā
Like the sailor said, quote,
āAināt that a hole in the boat?ā
My head keeps spinning.
I go to sleep and keep grinning.
If this is just the beginning,
My life is gonna be beautiful.
Sheās telling me weāll be wed.
Sheās picked out a king-size bed.
I couldnāt feel any better or Iād be sick.
Tell me quick, oh, aināt love a kick?
Tell me quick, aināt love a kick in the head?
He smiled as he swayed you back and forth, looking at you and singing to you before twirling you in front of him, watching the skirt of your dress billow out around you as you spun. Before the song came to an end, he dipped you, holding you up with an arm resting in the dip of your lower back as your arms looped around his neck. His lips connected with yours, his heart racing as he looked at you, feeling as happy as the upbeat rhythm of the song. Your one hand cradled his cheek as you kissed, passionately and sweetly before he brought you back up. āReminds me of the day we first metā you said with a happy smile, remembering that day well. You had been in attendance to your best friendās little girlās birthday party where they hired Cooper to do his titular cowboy stunts to entertain the children, but over time as the kids talked and played amongst each other, youād bravely strewn up to him, thanks to enjoying a few martinis before hand. Youād told him how much of a fan you were, and struck up conversation with him by the radio that was playing music that the kids were dancing to and that song so happened to be one of them. You two hit it off enough that youād actually talked all night, even after the time he was paid to be there for. āOkay you two, my wallet can only handle the great Cooper Howard for so longā your best friend said, making you blush and apologize for holding him up so long. āSay no more maāam, Iāll get outta your hair. But you, pretty lady, I would love to keep in touch withā he said, and you could have shit your pants as he gave you a napkin with his phone number written on with. You hadnāt expected THE Cooper Howard to actually want to talk to you, let alone become something akin to friends! And yet here you were, living in a nice little house out in the farmlands with him. It was like a dream come true. It was right after that song that played, that another came through the speakers that you enjoyed dancing to. You smiled as you took his hands to lead the dance.
When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more
Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance, you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me
You mouthed the lyrics to the song as you focused on the intimate dance youād both learned. His hands cascaded down from your arms, down your waist then rested on your hips as you both swayed to the rhythm. A smirk donned his lips as he recalled the first time you both ever danced to this song, as if the chemistry between you was so strong, so natural that the dance hardly even needed to be taught to you.
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have that magic technique
When we sway, I go weak
I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have that magic technique
When we sway, I go weak
He never failed to steal your heart with the skillful way he would twirl you and dip you deeply to the loud sound of the trumpets reaching the peak at the end of that verse. You smiled up at him as your lips ghosted his, coming so close to brushing against his before pulling you back up to continue the fast paced dance to the song.
I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more
Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me
When marimbas start to play
Hold me close, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more
Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance, you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me
As the song came to its end, he twirled you in front of him, jumping between facing him and having your back turned to him as your feet stepped around one anotherās and bodies swayed in tandem together like the fluid motion of water brushing against the sand of a beach. You smiled brightly as he dipped you once more, your arms looped around his neck as you lifted your one leg to rest against his hip, his one hand holding you up and his free one resting along the back of your thigh that rested against him. āStill got itā he said confidently, making you chuckle. āNever doubted that you didā you quipped, enjoying this intimate, peaceful moment together. āI love you, so damn much Y/Nā He said as leaned down, making you grin just a little bit wider at his kind, heart spoken words. āI love you so damn much too, Cooper Howardā you said, making him hum at the use of his full name, feeling your fingers brushing his cheek as your eyes flit between his and his lips before pulling him into a more heated, passionate kiss than the ones you shared earlier. With a little wine in both of your systems and having not seen one another since the early hours of the morning, it left you rather caught up in the moment and wanting of one another.
āBefore I get too carried away now, I did get ya another gift. Been hanginā onto it for a while now, and wellā¦it didnāt feel right to give it to ya ātil nowā he said, making you playfully slap his chest at the fact that he fussed enough over you guys missing a concert to get you so many gifts to make up for something so small. āCooper Howard! You and the gifts, youāre startinā to make me look like a spoiled princess!ā You chewed him out, making him laugh, he knew you hated it when he fussed over you but he just couldnāt help himself. In his eyes you deserved the world, and god damn it would he make sure he could give it to you. āI do it ācause I want to, honey. Donāt you worryā he said, making you stand with your hands on your hips giving him a playful glare. āJust close your eyes for me, would ya sugar? And before ya chew me out some more, I think youāll find that youāre gonna love itā he said sweetly, and of course you did what he asked, ever curious of why he was playing this gift up so much. āIf youāre tryinā to play any moves on me, might I remind you that the kitchen blinds are still open? Donāt need to be givinā Betty-Sue and her husband Harold a view straight from one of them magazinesā you said, making him give a hearty laugh in response. āWell maybe I should close the blinds then, but I got a feelinā itāll have you screaminā in a different kinda way sugarā he replied, and you couldnāt help the blush that tickled to your cheeks. āWell now you got me guessināā you said, a little anxious now to see what it was heād gotten for you. āWell then stop guessinā. Open your eyes and find outā he said, and the gasp that left your lips you swore could have been heard from the next house down. āCooper!!ā You yelled loud enough to also likely be heard a few doors over, with tears coming to your eyes as you saw him standing there on one knee, a gorgeous diamond ring resting in the box he had outstretched to you. āOh my god, Coopā¦you did notā you said through chuckles and happy tears, making him beam up at you. āI sure did. Iād be doinā you, myself, and your mama one hell of a disservice if I didnāt put a ring on that gorgeous finger a yours for all the things you done for me. You stuck by me through all the nasty shit in the divorce, youāve done nothinā but love and care for little Janey as if she were your own, and by god if you aināt the most beautiful woman Iāve ever gotten the honor of knowināā he said, making you cover your mouth with your hands as you listened to him. āYou got my whole heart Y/N, even when I thought none of it was left, you found it and put it right back together. And thatās a whole hell of a lot more than what this olā boy could ever ask forā he said, making you chuckle at him calling himself old when he wasnāt really. āSo whatdya say? Will you marry me?ā He asked, making you shake your head yes about as vigorously as you could without running the risk of getting whiplash. āYes! A million times yes. Iāll marry you Coopā you said, making him smile as he picked you up in his arms, twirling you both around in celebratory fashion with shared happy laughter. As he set you down, he kissed you once more before sliding that gorgeous diamond ring on your finger. You smiled as you looked down at it, so overjoyed, so overflown with love you just couldnāt help but kiss him again. āItās beautiful Cooper, thank youā you said sweetly, making him pull your hand up to his lips as he pressed them to your knuckles. āNo, thank you sweetheart. For everything you do for this stubborn son of a gunā he said, making you giggle once more at him before pressing your forehead to his, closing your eyes to enjoy the peaceful quiet in this beautiful, intimate moment together.
āWell shit, I suppose youāve done and earned the right to dessert now after everythingā you said teasingly, breaking the silence and making him whistle excitedly at the prospect of what your words had in store. You yelped in surprise then laughed as he picked you up bridal style, carrying you to your shared bedroom with all the excitement of a couple still in their honeymoon phase. You supposed now it wouldnāt be long until you actually had a honeymoon with him. āCooper! Good lord! You are just full of it todayā you said through laughs as he brought you into the bedroom, grinning as he closed the door behind him with his foot. The poor man just couldnāt get enough of you, but youād be lying if you said you didnāt love it. āDonāt get me wrong I love your cookinā sugar, but Iād be a lyinā sack a shit if I said havinā you for dessert afterwards wasnāt my favorite partā he said, making you laugh as he set you on the soft, king sized bed you two shared. āWell then come get a piece of your future bride then, cowpokeā you said with a smirk, and he aināt never grinned wider than after hearing those words leave your mouth.
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