#aaron carpenter imagine

[lustnhim]

' rubberneckin ' — john carpenter x fem! reader

note: requested / warnings: p in v sex, fingering, age-gap, elvis calls reader ‘little one’, breeding kink, very unprofessional doctor carpenter, based on the scene in ‘change of habit’ where that girl is trying to seduce him, prob typos n' grammar issues. / summary: doctor carpenter lets you have your way.

John hesitated before opening the examination room, he already knew who was in there. A pretty young thing that had come every other week complainin’ about every little thing that bothered her. He knew what it was, he had a few patients that were oddly insistent on seeing him- but with you, it was entirely something else. You were infatuated with him, and John found it  the cutest darn thing. Clearing his throat he opened the door. “Well hello again, little un’...”  He draws watching as you immediately correct your posture once he walks in, very visibly perking up. “Hi Doctor!” You coo as he puts on his stethoscope. “What seems to be the issue this week, honey?” he asks, standing in front of you, a coy smirk on his face. “Well, I was walkin’ home from the store n’ I started to feel real dizzy…” You explained, staring into his face. Those pretty blue eyes. Lord, he was gorgeous. “Dizzy huh? Well that’s no good.” He said, putting the stethoscope in his ears before walking closer. “Go on an’ open your blouse a bit, honey.” He says calmly, even if what he says is standard- it always makes your heart skip a bit. Your body shivers when the cool metal presses against your warm skin, his hand resting beside your leg. You can't help but let out a small gasp, the sensation sending a shiver through your body. "Your heartbeat seems a little fast," John remarks, listening for a few more seconds before pulling away and letting the stethoscope hang around his neck. “You drinkin’ enough water? It’s been awfully hot this past week, maybe you’re dehydrated.” He explains, his eyes raking over you. Lord, you don’t do a good job hiding the fact you're infatuated with him, your face is about as red as a tomato. “Well what do I do about that?” You ask, tilting your head to the side, acting dumb. “You drink some water. Plain an’ simple.” He says before taking his hand and placing it on the side of your cheek. “Feelin’ a bit warm too.” He says, moving it up to your forehead before clearing his throat and moving his hand down to rest on your thigh. “Hm, you might actually be sick…” he starts and suddenly you tense. “Oh! Ah, with what doc?” You ask, concern laced in your voice. “I’m afraid I don’t know yet…but I’m thinkin’ it’s something awfully serious.” John sees the concern in your eyes, and he can't help but chuckle. "Don't worry,I'll take good care of you." He says, his hand sliding off your thigh. You let out a low whimper not wanting him to move. "I think you need a thorough examination. " He says, his voice low. You look up at him, concern turning to confusion– a thorough examination? Was…was he serious? “W-what do you mean by that…?” You ask and he chuckles, taking off his jacket and hanging it on the rack. “Well honey, if my suspicions are correct then you need some takin’ care of..” He walks over to the examination table, placing a hand on your chest and moving you to lay down. “Hearts racing again.” He quips, smirking at you. “John…” You whimper and he shushes you. “Now, now- you need ta’ relax. You’re not feelin’ well right?” You nod and John wastes no time, his hands moving to unbutton the rest of your blouse and pulling off your bra. "Just lie back and let me take care of you," he coos, his hands caressing your soft skin. His fingers dance over your nipples making them harden. You moan softly, arching your back to press your chest into his touch. "Look at you, I think this is workin’" he purrs, pinching and rolling your nipples between his fingers.

John's hands continue their exploration, trailing down your body before resting on your hips. You try to lean up from the table but he pushes you right back down. "Ah, ah…Lay down little un’...we ain’t done yet.. We gotta see what's goin' on down here." He murmurs, his fingers toying with the waistband of your skirt- you always wore one when you went to see him. You shiver in anticipation as he pulls it off, revealing your lace panties. "Awe…these just fa’ me?” He teases and you whimper in embarrassment. “M-maybe…” You hear him laugh as he hooks his fingers under the elastic band and pulls your panties down, exposing your most cunt. "Lord have mercy, you're already so wet for me." He whispers, running a finger along your slit. You gasp and squirm beneath his touch, “John…please.” You groan, as he presses his thumb against your clit. John continues to tease you, circling your clit with his thumb and sliding two fingers into your dripping wet cunt. You moan and writhe beneath him, your body aching for more. "You like that, little one?" He asks, his voice husky with desire. "I can tell you do...your body's beggin' for it." He pumps his fingers in and out of you, his thumb continuing to work your sensitive nub. The combination of his skilled touch and dirty talk has you on the edge in no time. Just as you're about to come, he pulls his hand away, leaving you desperate. “You know, you ain’t very secretive honey..” he coos, and you can hear his belt rattling. “Comin’ in here every week in the smallest little skirts, sayin’ how bad you’ve been feelin’...” You dare not lean up, you stay lying down as his hands grip your thighs and spread your legs farther, his body sliding between them. “I know what you need honey…an’ I’m gonna give it to ya.” He climbs onto the table, straddling your hips as he towers over you and you can feel his hard cock pressing against your thigh. Finally you get to see his face, his hair is a mess- like he’d been running his hands through it,  His pretty blue eyes are dark and needy, his lips pouting and his breathing heavy. He practically smashes his face into yours, his lips capturing yours and it doesn't take long before his tongue is halfway down your throat, the two of you kissing like it's your last day on earth. 

Once he pulls away from your mouth a string of salvia still connects your tongues. “Fuck. I’m gonna make ya’ feel so good, little un’.” he says as he adjusts himself, aligning his cock with your entrance. You feel the tip of his hard cock nudging against your soaked entrance, and you can't help but moan in anticipation. “Fuck…c’mon- I need it…" you plead, wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling him closer. He chuckles, his hot breath tickling your neck as he plants a trail of kisses along your jawline. "You need this, huh? You need me to fill you up and make you feel good," he whispers, his voice a low growl. Without warning, he thrusts his hips forward, burying his cock deep inside your tight, wet heat. The sensation is overwhelming, and you can't help but cry out in pleasure. "Oh, fuck, you're so tight.” John groans, almost like he’s surprised by the fact– his hips start to move in a steady rhythm, driving his cock in and out of your eager body. You cling to him, your nails digging into his shoulders as he pounds into you, the examination table creaking under the force of his thrusts. "That's it, little one," he says, his breath hot against your ear. "Take it all. Feel every inch of my cock filling you up." His words send a shiver down your spine and you can’t help but clamp around him. “Fuck! I-I’m gonna fill you up honey…gonna fuckin’ cum deep inside of you.” He groans. Your body is entirely at his mercy, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist as you urge him on. With each thrust, his pelvis grinds against your sensitive clit, adding to the intense sensations that consume you. Your hands roam over his strong, muscular back, and you can feel the beads of sweat forming as he continues to pound into you.Just when you think it can't possibly get any better, John's hand snakes between your bodies, finding your clit and rubbing it in fast, circular motions. The added stimulation is almost too much to bear, and you can feel your orgasm rapidly approaching."Oh god, I'm getting close," you whimper, your body trembling. "Please don't stop, John. I need it so badly."He groans in response, his hips moving even faster, his cock hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. "Fuck, you needed this so bad didn’t you? Needed to be bread so bad, huh?" he growls, his fingers continuing to work your clit.All you can do is moan in response, your mind completely lost in the throes of passion as he brings you closer and closer to the edge. Your body is on fire, your nerves so sensitive that even the slightest movement sends waves of pleasure coursing through you. "Damn, you're so tight," John praises again, his hips jerking erratically as he grows closer to his own release. "I'm gonna fill you up, little one. You're gonna feel every last drop of my cum inside you." All you can do is nod frantically and moan, it’s like you're drunk off his cock.  John groans, his hips slamming into you one final time as he finds his own release. You can feel his hot, sticky cum spurting deep inside you, filling you up just like he promised. He collapses on top of you, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. Once you've both come down from your high, John slowly pulls out of you, his softening cock slipping free from your well-used cunt. You watch as he sits up, gathering his clothes and putting them back on with a satisfied smirk on his face."See, little one? I told ya I'd take good care of you," he says, buttoning up his shirt. You smile up at him, feeling content and sated. "Thank you, Doctor Carpenter. I feel much better now." He chuckles, helping you sit up and handing you your shirt. 

"Glad to hear that, honey. Now, make sure you come see me often, I’d like to keep my eye on you…"

i hope you guys liked this!!! i should write for his characters more often it’s so so much fun :3 also the halloween fic will probably be the next fic to come out since i really want it to be perfect! love y’all <3

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[rosepresley68]

X; Are you going to the doctor again?

Me; if I feel very bad

X; Are you sure that guy is helping you? Maybe you should see someone else.

Me: It's not necessary, he makes me feel good... I-I mean he helps me a lot!

THE DOCTOR;

[fandomnerd9602]

Can you please make a incorrect quotes where Y/N and Kraven tag teamed Ezekiel Sims and Y/N introduced Sergei to his girlfriend (Julia) ?

Y/N uppercuts Ezekiel and Kraven stabs him with his Bowie knife…

Y/N: thanks Sergei

Kraven: no problem. I love the hunt

Y/N hugs Julia…

Y/N: this is my girlfriend Julia

Kraven: how she ended up with you, I will never know

Y/N: hey!

Julia giggles…

[sarah-cam]

i said that mean girls (2024) is made for bisexuals and i was so right

[popeheywardssecretgf]

who should I make a master list?

I’ll make the voted for master list after I make the Spencer Reid master list that you guys voted for~

current masterlists:

chad meeks martin

ethan landry

•

[jilldragomir]

2024 | A year in review: Music.

So I want to do a kind of diary entry, where I can put my thoughts and feelings about the music I listen this year.

I discover that I can really understand and appreciate an Album if I'm listening as I'm driving and reading the lyrics, so I decided to listen to all the albums that interested me that were released on 2024.

So far we have:

Bold: Was selected as a must listen from sources like Metacritic, Pitchfork, Variety, Bilboard, etc.

~Underline: Popular Artist (At least in my not very musical savvy opinon)~

Strikethrough: Already listen to this!

Italic: I want to listen to this.

January Kali Uchis - Orquídeas

February Idles - Tangk

March Empress Of - For Your Consideration Faye Webster - Underdressed at the Symphony ~Ariana Grande - Eternal Sunshine~ Bleachers - Bleachers Kacey Musgraves - Deeper Well Fletcher - In Search of the Antidote ~Hozier - Unheard~ ~Shakira - Las Mujeres Ya No Lloran~ Sierra Ferrell - Trail of Flowers Tyla - Tyla The Veronicas - Gothic Summer ~Beyoncé - Cowboy Carter~ Cindy Lee - Diamond Jubilee

April Young Miko - att Khruangbin - A La Sala ~Conan Gray - Found Heaven~ Vampire Weekend - Only God Was Above Us Dana Gavanski - Late Slap Lizzy McAlpine - Older Girl in Red - I'm Doing It Again Baby! ~Taylor Swift - The Tortured Poets Department~ Justice - Hyperdrama Aaron Lee - Tasjan Stellar Evolution

May ~Dua Lipa - Radical Optimism~ Sia - Reasonable Woman Angus & Julia - Stone Cape Forestier Kings of Leon - Can We Please Have Fun ~Billie Eilish - Hit Me Hard and Soft~ Zayn Room - Under the Stairs Twenty One - Pilots Clancy Maya Hawke - Chaos Angel Rachel Chinouriri - What a Devastating Turn of Events Jessica Pratt - Here in the Pitch

June Aurora - What Happened to the Heart? ~Charli - XCX Brat~ Meghan Trainor - Timeless Florrie - The Lost Ones Lindsey Stirling - Duality Gracie Abrams - The Secret of Us Camila Cabello - C,XOXO Imagine Dragons - Loom Megan Thee Stallion - Megan Mabe Fratti - Sentir Que No Sabes Hermanos Gutiérrez - Sonido Cósmico Tems - Born in the Wild

July Zach Bryan - The Great American Bar Scene Cassandra Jenkins - My Light, My Destroyer Eminem - The Death of Slim Shady (Coup de Grâce) OneRepublic - Artificial Paradise Joshua Bassett - The Golden Years

August ~Sabrina Carpenter - Short n' Sweet~John Legend - My Favorite Dream

Of these, I have only listen to 5 albums, which in order or favorites are:

The Torture Poets Department

Brat

Short n Sweet

The Secret of Us

Hit me hard and Soft.

I wonder if in a re-listen it would be the same!

[wolvesandolan]

Ouija board - E dolan

Request: y/n pranks e with an Ouija board and it goes wrong? Plsssss

Requested by: Anon

this has swearing btw x 

“Aw you’re such a sook!” I complain, throwing my bottom lip out at Ethan. “Shut up y/n, sorry not everyone wants to mess around with an Ouija board. In case you didn’t realise I don’t have a death wish.” Crossing his arms over his chest Ethan stands tall, although he’s declining a game he refuses to look like a baby.

“Grayson?” I ask, peering over at the other twin who looks around puzzled. “Care to be more of a man then your older brother?” I ask, glaring at E.

“I guess, I mean this shit’s not real.” Gray looks over at his brother who stares back wide eyed, “c’mon Eth, what’s the worst that’s going to happen?” Ethan responds with a sigh, looking everywhere but at me.

“If I get haunted because of this stupid game I’m killing both of you.”

“Sooky, sooky.” I reply, laughing. The boys join me on the ground, but not without numerous comments from both the twins. “Take your hat off Ethan, it’s disrespectful to the spirits.” While shooting daggers into my head E slowly takes it off, placing it next to the candle that surrounded the board. “Do you all know the rules?” I question, looking around at the boys. In response they nod their heads, I guess its not uncommon for someone to know the rules of an Ouija board, I mean practically every second horror film is about one.

After awakening the board, we begin to ask questions. However, it was obvious that as per usual the twins weren’t taking it seriously.

“You’re going to piss them off.” I say, smirking slightly at them. Ethan and Grayson chuckle, clearly not bothered. “Fine, if you aren’t scared let’s ask some interesting questions.” I raise my eyebrow at Ethan, my smirk stretching across my face, “When will Ethan die?”

“Hey!” Ethan sounds, “you aren’t supposed to ask questions like that.”

“Oh well, you’ll live, maybe?” I respond, laughing slightly. Ethan rolls his eyes, but quickly focuses back on the board when it begins to move with great strength and speed.

“Cut it out Gray.” Ethan speaks, his fear evident in his tone. Goosebumps spread across my body, the force moving the planchette is incredible, it was impossible for one of the boys to be able to move it that harshly without someone noticing.

“Did that just spell out tonight or have I suddenly become dyslexic?” A cold chill runs through my body, my stomach begins to feel uneasy and my face pales. “I really don’t want to play anymore.”

“That wasn’t funny Grayson.” Ethan’s voice squeaks, a feature I’ve noticed is evident when he’s nervous. “y/n tell it goodbye, we’re not doing this anymore.” Nodding my head, I tell the boys to place their fingers back on the planchette.

Our fingers glide across the board as we spell out the words goodbye. When nothing happens, we take a deep breath.

“That game was fucked, this is the last time y/n suggests a board game.” Rolling my eyes, I stand.

“Whatever, you probably just pissed the spirit off, so it just wanted to scare you.” My eyes return to the board, and for the second time tonight my blood runs cold.

The planchette was moving on its own. I’m not done with you yet. I let out a scream and Grayson stands frozen, Ethan however runs the fastest I’ve ever seen him run.

“Where are you going?” I shout, my eyes wide. Ethan returns, holding a match and my deodorant. “Hell no-“ in a matter of seconds, a bright flame ignites in my lounge room. “Ethan!” I scream. Pulling him away, I turn to see my Ouija board in flames. “It was a prank!” I yell, pushing him. “Grayson get water!” The colour returns to the boys face.

“That was cruel.” He responds, as Grayson tips water to stop the fire. I refuse to break eye contact with the drama queen to show how annoyed I was.

“It’s only on fire a little bit, you can still use it.” Lifting his shoulders in a shrugging motion, Ethan drops the can. A smirk appearing on the corner of his lip. “Look, I know that setting it on fire probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do but it’s done now and we have to deal with it.”

“You owe me a new one.” Ethan’s eyes open wide.

“Fuck no, I ain’t going anywhere near one of those things again.”

“Ugh, forget it. It’s not even nine o’clock and I just watched you nearly set the house on fire. Don’t touch anything else.” Ethan nods his head, flashing a toothy grin.

“Yes ‘mam.”

[detective-sonshine]

Out of Life Pt. 3 (Shawn Mendes)

A/N- so this is a quick little part 3 of a Shawn Mendes series I started four years ago. Conveniently enough, it takes place four years later. I know a lot of you had been wanting a part three and I apologize for the four year long wait.

Also, requests are open y’all.

Warnings- mentions of suicide, depression, pills, heartbreak, and flashbacks.

If you have not read the previous parts, here are the links.

Part 1

Part 2

When I was 16 years old, I tried to kill myself. I took an entire bottle of pain pills to try to mask the feelings inside me. I had been cheated on by my best friend, Shawn. He was my everything. He had promised me the world. He used to tell me that when he became famous, he was going to put a ring on my finger the size of the empire state building. He was never too great at jokes. Turns out, he was never too great at relationships either.

After taking the pills, I woke up in the hospital. I don’t remember much from that time. My mom was by my side every step of the way and I had an overwhelming amount of support from Shawn’s fans at the time. But I couldn’t face them. No one really knew what I went through other than my mom. She saw the pain I was in and she wiped my tears. After I got out, I deleted all social media and I changed my number. I had been diagnosed with depression and my psychiatrist recommended that I cut the people who I had thought to be my friends out of my life. It was an excruciatingly painful time for me.

Today, I am well and happy. I work at a youth center in downtown Los Angeles. My main job is to speak to the kids about mental illness. I try my best to make them aware of each illness and allow them to realize that they are not alone in what they are feeling, and help is available. It is definitely one of the humbling jobs.

I grabbed my purse from my bottom desk drawer and organized my files neatly on my desk before heading for the door.

“Headed out?” I hear from behind me. I turn to see my coworker’s smiling face.

“Yeah, Jay said I could leave early today. Not feeling too well.” I mutter.

“I’m sorry to hear that,” she said. “Well, have a great weekend, Y/N!” I smiled back at her before walking out the door and towards the elevator.

I wasn’t sick or anything. I just couldn’t focus. One of the kids I was working with was going through a rough time in her life. She had expressed to me feelings of depression, anger, and unresolved pain. I had been working with her for a few months, and she was getting so much better. She was starting to be happy again. About a week ago, I got a call from her foster mother saying that she had ran away. The foster mother didn’t want to report her missing so that way she could still collect the checks every month. I had been experiencing a mixture of emotions all week; frustration, anger, sadness, fear. I felt as if no one cared about her, just like no one cared about me. I just wanted her to be safe and well and…

My thoughts had been interrupted by a rough jolt in the elevator. I didn’t even realize I was on the elevator until that moment. It’s crazy how your body just goes on autopilot when your thoughts are mind consuming.

I thought everything was fine until the elevator jolted again, only this time with more force. Suddenly, the elevator came to a complete stop.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” mutters a voice next to me.

I glance over to see a guy around my age, wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap.

“This thing better not be stuck,” he says, pressing multiple buttons at once.

“Well you’re not going to fix it by doing that,” I scoffed. I pressed the emergency button and decided to get comfortable.

“What are you doing?” the guy questioned as I sat on the floor.

“Believe it or not, this isn’t the first time this elevator has been stuck. Last time it took an hour to get it working again so I’m going to chill.” I said, noticing the guy take off his cap and run his fingers through his brown locks.

“I just don’t get why you’re so calm, what if this thing falls and kills us or something?” he whined.

I couldn’t help but laugh and roll my eyes.

“It’s not funny. I have nightmares about being stuck in elevators and dying.”

That reminded me of my ex-boyfriend. He used to be deathly afraid of elevators for some odd reason. He never told anyone except for me, being that I was his best friend and we told each other everything. I didn’t give it much thought until I heard my name.

“Y/N…” he whispered. I looked up at the guy who had taken off his sunglasses. “Y/N Y/L/N?”

In that moment, my heart stopped. All I could see was his lips attached to another girls. All I could hear was faint whispers from a crowd. All I could feel was indescribable heartbreak. It all flooded back through my body as if I was still at Magcon.

It was Shawn.

Link for Part Four is here

[ohholyfanfics]

Old Post Masterlist: Part 1

Hey loves, here’s a part one of the old posts I’ve collected over the few years. Mind you these dates back to my high school days, the mass post will stop once we reach 2017. Hope you all enjoyed these as much as I enjoyed writing them for you all! 

Jovani Jara:

Sunrises

This Town

Aaron Carpenter:

Why isn’t that me Part 1

Why isn’t that me Part 2

The Sweet Life

Marry Me

Taylor Caniff:

Beach Day

Cameron Dallas:

I Love You

Envy Isn’t a Pretty Color

But They Like Each Other

Lazy Day

The Tag

Car Rides with Cam Be Like

It was always you

Imagine For Val

Imagine For Lara

Imagine For Monica

Matthew Espinosa:

It’s Alright Baby

Stay

You Can Do Better

Connor Franta:

Better Together

Cause You’re The One

I Shouldn’t Be Missing You

Tronnor Blurb

Carter Reynolds:

I Can’t Imagine a Day I Won't

Nash Grier:

I Love You

Instagram While Dating Nash

Your Relationship With Him

Hayes Grier:

Hayes The Bae

Levi Randall:

Roadtripping

Jack Gilinsky:

Crazy For You

Shawn Mendes:

Perfect

Pillowtalk

So Much Love (lost link)

Fool For You

Paper hearts

Sometimes It ends in love.

Need (lost link)

Jacob Whitesides:

Sunshine

Jon Klaasen:

Her Love

Chris Ganoudis:

One Of You

Conor Maynard:

Just A Little Push

Dylan O'Brian:

Not Like That

Justin Bieber:

Tell Us A Story

Is This The End

I Missed You

Fun In The Sun

Strong For You

Braiden Wood:

One and Only

Family

David Scarzone:

Brunch

Spencer Sutherland:

Blurb

[lustnhim]

elvis in ‘girls! girls! girls!’ (1962) 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

[letspackbagsandrunaway]

New Magcon AU: You join the guys on tour as a photographer You’re a very straight forward and open person, and when you meet Aaron on tour, you hit it off immediately. You spontaneously decide to share a hotel room at one of the stops and things start to get pretty heated. 

YOOO what have I done? :’D Hahaha I don’t know if I went to crazy with that but I kinda like it. Let me know what you think! :) 

I decided to watch ‘Chasing Cameron’ and this is what I came up with. Has anyone else watched it? If so, what are your opinions on the show? :)

(Yes, I’ve been gone forever, again. Just busy with life, as always. But I’ll always come back here cause I love entertaining you guys and interacting with you :) Hope you’ve all been good!)

MASTERLIST (not updated yet, but hopefully soon)

[fakecelebtweetss]

Personalized fake tweets from your faves

starting this account back up! send request to my ask box with anything and everything you want!

[steddie-eddie]

Shawn is literally an hour away from me right now and I can’t go and try to meet him again. It’s making me sad I miss my muffin and his large harnds on my back 🤐😂

[haikyuuhaley]

Nice bulge E

[espinochill]

counting the seconds: aaron carpenter

[wolvesandolan]

Spanish - Ethan Dolan

Request: Can you do one where you're an immigrant ( you have a student visa or something like that ) from Europe and you're dating Ethan and he's meeting your parents for the first time because they came to US to visit you but they ( your parents) don't speak English

Requested by: Anon

Warnings: swearing lol but when don’t I swear in imagines

A/N if the Spanish is wrong im so sorry AHAHAHAHAH I had to use google translate and I think we all know we can’t trust that for shit

“And don’t swear in front of them, they only know few words but swearing is one of them.” I tell him, as we make our way to the airport. Ethan nodded his head as he took a deep breath.

“I don’t want to fuck up.” He says, looking at me.

“Ethan! What did I just say!” I scold, hitting his arm, he lets out a little laugh but I can see that he is very stressed. “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine, my parents will love you just as much as I do.” I say, grabbing hold of his hand. He taps his foot to the beat of the music playing through my stereo, a habit he does when he’s nervous. “Ethan.” I look over at him. “I’m serious, treat them like you would meeting your best friends’ parents. I don’t want you to act fake to them.” He smiles over at me.

As we arrive at the airport Ethan becomes a little shakier, swaying his body, banging his hands on his body. I calm him as much as I can but the moment I see my parents the colour from his face drains.

“Hola Mama” I say bring my mum in for a kiss. “Papa” I yell, embracing my father in a hug. “Este es mi novio Ethan.” This is my boyfriend Ethan My father shakes his hand and my mother kisses his cheek.

“Qué hermoso es conocerte!” How lovely it is to meet you my mother says, kissing Ethans other cheek. As she walks back over to me she whispers into my ear how handsome Ethan is, in response I let out a little laugh.

“Me gusta este.” Dad says, looking over at Ethan, who looks over at me.

“He said he likes you.” I smile, E lets out a large breath of relief in response. As we make our way to the car, I realise how difficult these next few days will be for me having to translate almost every conversation.

“Cuánto tiempo has vivido aquí?” How long have you been living here As my father begins to asks Ethan a series of questions I notice Ethan begin to relax.

“What can they say in English?” Ethan asks me, I look at them and my mother and father look at me, waiting for me to reply in Spanish.

“Que puedes decir en inglés?” What can you say in English My father looks at him, a smile appearing on his face as he replies with one word.

“Fuck.” E lets out a genuine laugh, and as he does, everyone joins in, I mean how can we not that gorgeous laugh is contagious.

“Cuanto tiempo hasta que te cases?” My mother asks, my eyes widen and Ethan looks over at me.

“What?” He questions, beginning to tap his foot again.

“She wants to know when we’re getting married.” I laugh, covering my face with my hands to try and hide the fact my skin is turning a slight shade of red. Ethan looks to the backseat and replies.

“Pronto.” I look at him wide eyed.

“You speak Spanish?” I question, squinting my eyes at him.

“I only remember one word, soon, and that is because every time my Spanish teacher asked me when I was going to hand in my homework I always said pronto.” He laughs, flashing me a goofy smile.

“God I love you.” I reply, leaning over to his seat to place a sweet kiss on his cheek.

That night when we arrived home, my parents, mainly with the help of me, tried to teach Ethan Spanish and Ethan, mainly with the help of me, tried teaching my parents English.

“Te amo.” I love you Ethan says, looking over at me lovingly. My mother awes in response and my father claps his hands together proud that he is teaching Ethan Spanish.

“Usted le ha ensenado major espanol entonces su maestro hizo.” You taught him better Spanish then his teacher did I tell them, laughing as Ethan tried his hardest to understand what I was saying.

After and eventful day, I lay in bed with Ethan cuddling right next to me.

“Thank you for today.” I say rolling over to look at the man I love, gazing lovingly into his hazel eyes as they twinkle bright.  

“Thank you for helping me learn Spanish.” He replies, kissing my forehead. “Also, you should speak Spanish more often,” he says, pulling me closer into him, “it’s hot.”