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kryllia · 2 months ago

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Through His Eyes

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The first time you met Aiden, he felt like a breath of fresh air. His smile was soft, his words laced with sincerity, and his eyes—oh, those eyes—were warm pools of honey that seemed to melt away all your worries. He was perfect, almost too perfect, but you never dared question it. After all, wasn’t this what everyone wanted? Someone who understood you without words, someone who loved you so wholly and selflessly?

Aiden was the embodiment of devotion. He knew your coffee order by heart, memorized your class schedule within days, and always texted you right when it was needed most. If you were stressed after a long day, he’d already be waiting at the door with your favorite snacks and that soft, knowing smile. It was as if he could read your mind.

And in a way, he could.

But you didn’t know that yet.

It wasn’t until much later—much too late—that you realized Aiden wasn’t just attentive. He was obsessive.

Aiden sat in his dimly lit room, multiple monitors casting a faint bluish glow on his face. Each screen displayed a different angle of your apartment: the kitchen, the living room, the bedroom. His eyes lingered on the feed from the bedroom camera as you shuffled under the covers, sighing softly before drifting off to sleep.

He sighed too, mirroring you from miles away.

“You look so peaceful like this,” he whispered to no one in particular, his finger tracing the outline of your face on the screen. “So beautiful... mine.”

His phone buzzed, pulling him out of his trance. It was the tracking app. You had left your phone on the nightstand, unmoving for the past hour. He smiled, knowing you were safe, knowing you were his.

You had always wondered how Aiden seemed to know everything so well. He’d always have your favorite song playing in his car, always know when illness was about to hit before symptoms even showed. It was... uncanny. But it felt good. It felt like love.

“Do you ever get tired of being so perfect?” you teased one evening, sitting across from him in a cozy cafe.

Aiden chuckled, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. “Perfect? Oh no, I just... pay attention to the things that matter.”

You.

It was always you.

The first red flag appeared on a rainy Thursday night. You had been at work late, phone dead, and bus delayed. When you finally got home, drenched and exhausted, Aiden was already there—waiting by the door, umbrella in hand.

“How did you...?” you stammered.

His smile didn’t waver. “You mentioned your shift would be longer today, remember? I wanted to make sure you got home safely.”

You shrugged it off. Aiden was sweet. Too sweet to question.

But the nagging feeling in your chest wouldn’t go away.

It wasn’t until weeks later, when you stumbled upon a small black device tucked discreetly behind a picture frame in your bedroom, that reality came crashing down.

A camera.

Your hands trembled as you held it up, your breaths shallow. Your mind raced as puzzle pieces began snapping into place: the perfectly timed texts, the way he always seemed to know where you were, the way he... watched.

Your phone buzzed.

Aiden: Are you okay, sweetheart? You seem upset.

The camera was still in your hand.

He knew.

When Aiden arrived at your apartment that night, his smile was softer than usual, his eyes alight with something... dangerous.

“You found it, didn’t you?” he said quietly, stepping into your space.

Your voice trembled. “Why, Aiden? Why would you—?”

“Because I love you,” he interrupted, his voice trembling with an intensity that sent chills down your spine. “Don’t you see? I can’t lose you. I won’t lose you.”

His hand reached for yours, but you pulled away.

“You’re scaring me,” you whispered.

His expression crumbled, hurt flashing across his face. “No, no, please don’t say that. I’d never hurt you. I just... I just needed to be sure. I needed to keep you safe. They don’t love you like I do. They don’t understand you like I do.”

Tears welled in his eyes, but behind them, you saw something unhinged. Something feral.

“You don’t have to run from me,” he pleaded, stepping closer. “You’re mine. You’ve always been mine.”

Your phone was in your hand now, your finger hovering over the emergency call button.

He saw it.

Aiden lunged.

Hours later, you woke up to the feeling of soft fabric against your cheek. You were lying on a plush bed in a room you didn’t recognize. The windows were covered, the air filled with the faint scent of lavender and... him.

Aiden.

You tried to sit up, but your wrists were bound with silken ropes—tight enough to hold you, soft enough not to bruise.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Aiden’s voice cooed from the corner of the room. He stepped into view, his face illuminated by the faint glow of a bedside lamp.

“You’re safe now. No one can take you away from me here.”

He sat on the edge of the bed, his hand brushing a strand of hair from your face.

“I love you so much. You understand that, don’t you?”

His eyes glistened with something almost holy, like he truly believed every word he said.

In that moment, you realized one thing with chilling certainty:

You belonged to him now.

And he was never going to let go.

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artificial-transmutations · 4 months ago

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4k! Dropout Dorm 3

Aiden woke up in the middle of the night. His body felt kind of itchy, especially his chest. As he moved his hand to scratch the itchy parts, he was confused. There were some hairs on his chest. Not one or two, but quite some, even though it didn't feel like it qualified for 'a lot'.

He looked over to Marvin, who was sleeping in his bed. It was dark in the room, so he could only see the silhouette of his roommate, but it was pretty clear he was fast asleep.

Since Aiden didn't want to risk waking up Marvin by making light or going to the bathroom, he tried to assess the situation by feel alone. As he had already noticed, there were some chest hairs that definitely weren't there before. They were mainly concentrated in the central chest area, in the ridge between his two underdeveloped pectoral muscles.

Feeling his way down, the hairy pattern stopped soon once his hand left the immediate chest area. However, as he went even further down, to his belly, a trail of short hairs started again below his belly button, narrow and centered, leading down to his boxer shorts.

Speaking of which, the whole hairy situation that Aiden couldn't quite explain had another side effect. Again, Aiden felt his manhood strain against his underwear, leaking precum like a faucet. Suddenly having body hair was... something else. Something arousing.

His dick twitched when he finally touched his groin through his boxers. Yes, there was also some hair on his crotch, and it seemed to be growing. Aiden pushed his hand further into his underwear and grasped his rock hard shaft. It took all his willpower to suppress a stifled moan. It would really be best to let go of his cock now and try to get back to sleep. But it just felt so good. It was like his hand refused to let go of his stiff rod. Aiden slowly pumped on it while moving his other hand down to his own chest, stroking his own hair.

Okay, ignoring it was obviously not working. Aiden interrupted his stroking to wiggle out of his boxers under the sheets. With a bit more room to wiggle, he would be making less noise. Once that was done, his hand took hold of his needy member yet again, and he started stroking on it for real. His precum had leaked through the whole fabric of his boxers, and now it was coating his bare dick, making the whole sensation much, much more intense. He was in seventh heaven as he pleasured himself.

It didn't take long until Aiden neared his peak, and with every thrust of his hand, he felt like he was about to cum. Finally, he grunted quietly and shot his load. One, two, three... five spurts of cum hitting the inside of his blanket and his new body hair, mixing with the sweat from the exertion.

That was better, decided Aiden, as he drifted off to sleep again, the wet blanket clinging to his body.

***

Marvin had slept wonderfully. He felt energetic and ready to take on the world. The alarm clock showed that he had woken up early, so he didn't have to hurry.

Careful not to wake up Aiden who was entangled in his blanket, Marvin got out of bed and stretched.

When he looked back, he noticed that in his bed there was a clear print of where he had been lying: a wet spot in the form of his body was clearly visible, and even now, Marvin felt slick from sweat. Who would have thought that a little workout could be such a perspiring experience?

It didn't matter much. Marvin was in a good mood. The wet spot would dry over the day and if he had to change his bedding a bit more often, it was a small price to pay for such a good feeling. Well, it was time to get ready for classes.

Right, classes. The thought somehow didn't excite Marvin all too much. Today was the introduction to computer graphics, a course he had been most looking forward to in the last week. However, his struggle with the assignments yesterday made him realize how much effort it took to do one assignment in the right way. It might take a while before he could master this new class, he mused.

Well, no use in getting depressed about it. Besides, it was just this course today, so in the late morning, he was already free again. He could take another look at his assignment then!

Or... he could use this opportunity to go to the gym again. His body felt restless and sweaty from the workout yesterday and now he had nothing to do, so what harm could a bit more exercise cause? That actually sounded like a really great idea in his head! The only problem was that he only had one pair of gym clothes and he hadn't gotten to wash it after yesterday's session. But that shouldn't be too much of a problem. He'd just wear them again and wash them in the afternoon. Easy!

So, Marvin shoved the gym clothes into his backpack and left the room early. Perhaps, he could get a good breakfast and enjoy the sun a bit?

As the room door clicked closed, Aiden awoke as well. He stretched out his limbs, and felt a bit stiff from the movements, but he felt relaxed. It took him a few moments to remember where he was and what had happened yesterday. Yesterday! He had masturbated while sleeping, under his sheets, in his dorm room, right next to his roommate! Oh shit.

The wet spot on the sheet was still there, although some parts had dried and crusted up already. The smell wasn't really noticeable though, at least not to Aiden. It had mixed into the aroma of the room perfectly.

Now was a good opportunity to look at himself. It was undeniable: He was a bit hairier than he was used to. That wasn't quite everything, too. There was a bit more meat on his bones than what he was used to. It wasn't pure muscle - but not pure fat either. Instead, it was like a mixture of both.

Aiden scratched his head. Something decidedly weird was going on here. But it was probably best not to worry about it too much. He was sure that whatever was going on would resolve itself on its own. After all, it appeared on its own as well, right?

His new hair was glued to his body by his dried up cum but became loose quickly when he scratched over the new hair. The feeling of his fingers in his newly developed hair made him hard again, but this time, Aiden didn't give in so easily. He needed to get to class. Ugh. Going to class felt like such an effort, and Aiden really contemplated just not going but staying here some more, perhaps jerk off again once or twice...

But no. He couldn't skip classes on his second day already. So, with a sigh, he wrapped his dick in his boxers from yesterday and pulled on the shirt from the floor. It didn't look that bad, and the cum stains were mostly on the inside. So, it was considerably less effort to just wear that again than to get a new one from the wardrobe.

Aiden arrived at his course too late. The professor was already so deep in a mathematical prove Aiden hoped he would be able to catch up. Surely, they wouldn't do something too difficult at the start of the semester.

As Aiden tried to get into the subject however, he noticed that the girl he was sitting next to looked at him disgustedly and covered her nose. After one or two minutes, she changed seats, bringing one empty place between her and him.

What was her problem? Aiden briefly considered asking her, but then decided not to. Screw her, whatever her problem was.

Still, the situation kept nagging him throughout the lecture. He didn't manage to follow the professor at all, and only because of that stupid girl. Women.

However, the rest of the academic day wasn't much better. For some reason, Aiden kept coming late because he didn't want to hurry between the different buildings on the campus. It was hardly his fault if they decided to squeeze the lectures this close together, right?

Also, he found himself struggling with the concepts. Even things he had learned in high school that should come easily were pretty hard for him today. That was probably because it didn't challenge him enough.

Meanwhile Marvin's day was better. Sure, he didn't get much on the computer graphics course, but he met some cool new people there and socialized. That was an entirely new experience for Marvin, who was the very definition of an introvert. But today he was in such a good mood that he gladly made contacts.

The best part however came when the computer graphics course ended. Full of energy, Marvin rushed to the gym and found it deserted again. He quickly changed into his gym clothes that smelled a bit manly and got to work. Today, he wanted to give the treadmills a try. Like an addict, he approached the machines and quickly figured out how they worked. What was he being afraid of yesterday?

Quickly, he got into a comfortable trot and was happy. Sweat was running down his body before long, but it just felt so good, putting his body to work.

For some reason, Marvin was incredibly horny again today, and as he turned up the speed a bit, his mind started to wander. The bit of definition his body had had after yesterday’s training had been really sexy. If he really got into this whole gym stuff, he surely would have no problem picking up girls whenever he wanted. After all, he would be the perfect package: Smart *and* sexy.

However, as soon as he thought about picking up girls, he found the thought strangely unappealing. Sure, he was an introvert, but even he found that a bit weird. Marvin decided not to think too much about it, though and instead turned up the speed yet again.

Marvin was at it for another couple of hours until he realized that he hadn't eaten anything at all since breakfast and was starving. He stopped the treadmill and left for the dorms, eating on the way. He had worked out for a few hours and was drenched in sweat when he arrived back at room 148, but still, Aiden was not yet there. He probably had a day full of classes, Marvin figured.

He undressed in front of the bathroom mirror to take a look at himself. Damn, he didn't look bad at all! His body was glistening from sweat, and he could really recognize some progress from his workout already! His body was fitter than he had ever been and had some definition. He even looked a bit taller and broader.

When he put on his usual clothes, the latter theory was quickly proven right. Both his shirt and pants were ill fitting and felt much too constraining. Even his underwear felt tight. He didn't even have an erection right now, but the front of his tighty whities looked like somebody had tried to stuff a banana into it, with little success.

Was that, too, a side effect of the workout? It could be, he reasoned, because of hormones or something along those lines.

That was also probably the reason for his tan that had darkened again considerably.

Nevertheless, he needed to do something about his clothes. He would look ridiculous in them tomorrow for classes, and for some reason, that was really nagging him.

Without thinking twice, Marvin grabbed his keys and left the dorm room again. Time to shop for new clothes!

When he arrived at the mall and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, Marvin was immediately drawn to a sports supplier. It made sense: Most of the light fabric that was meant for sports could also be worn as regular clothing. The athletic clothing was light and usually wide enough to let some air to his body. Perhaps this would help him sweat a bit less.

After browsing for a while, Marvin settled on some items: A few pair of gym shorts, some t-shirts and tank tops as well as a pair of gray sweatpants for the colder days. Just as he was about to go to the checkout counter, he noticed another display shelf, filled with athletic underwear.

He didn't really have a use for socks, since going bare foot sounded much more appealing in this hot summer, but what caught his eye was the wide selection of jockstraps. Marvin would really never have considered wearing one of these, but why not? He could very well imagine them looking good on him. His hand hovered over the selection before he grabbed a pack, acting on an impulse. Normally, he wore S-sized underwear, sometimes M, but he grabbed the XL pack. Thinking about it, he also took an XXL one. He didn't know why he did that, after all, you don't just grow two or three underwear sizes over night, but it felt right enough for him and thinking was difficult today, anyways.

Marvin paid and made his way back to the dorm.

Meanwhile, Aiden had also returned from his classes and entered the dorm room. Instinctively, once he entered, he took a deep breath. The air in the room had a familiar aroma, one that Aiden enjoyed quite a lot. He took another deep breath and felt his cock twitch in response.

Kicking off his shoes and socks, Aiden flopped to his bed. In theory, he should be working on understanding todays lectures so he would be able to follow the next ones. However, that sounded really stressful, and he just didn't want to. Instead, he wanted to relax a bit. Yes, that sounded better.

He got rid of his shirt and pants, chilling in his boxers that were also beginning to emit a ripe smell after three days of wear. He scratched the medium dense forest of hair and marveled at his way bulkier physique meanwhile. He was by no means athletic or lean, but he wasn't fat either. It was just a good mixture.

Speaking of fat, Aiden got out a sandwich he bought on the way and started to quickly devour it. He was starving! The sandwich tasted great and helped his hunger. Once he was done, he let the wrapping just fall to the floor, giving it no further attention. His greasy hands however were wiped off on his boxers and his chest hair.

That's the life, Aiden thought. The forest under his armpits was emitting a pleasant smell again and his dick was wanting for attention again. Just as he had fished it out however, and started with one or two slow strokes, there was a knock on the door.

Sighing, Aiden stuffed his erect cock back into his boxers, not caring about the rather obvious bulge and opened the door, just clad in his dirty boxers.

On the other side of the door was another young man, wearing a hoodie. He looked left and right before addressing Aiden in a low voice:

"Hey man, what's up?"

Aiden nodded in a friendly way and asked: "Not much. What about you?"

"I'm Zach", said the other man. "You're new here, right?"

Aiden nodded. "Yeah, just moved in yesterday."

"Cool. Listen, man, I'm an entrepreneur of sorts, and I've made some sweat deals with guys in this room before. So, I just wanted to introduce myself and give you a quick welcome gift."

Zach pulled out a plastic bag and gave it to Aiden, who automatically grabbed the item. "Completely free. If you want more later, I also left my number in the bag, just shoot me a message. I'll give you a fair price." Zach smiled. "Alright, got to go. Nice meeting you!"

With that, Zach hurried away, leaving Aiden with the plastic bag in his hand.

When he returned to his room and sat back on his bed, he looked at what he had just received. Inside the bag were three already rolled up joints, smelling strongly of Marihuana as well as a slip of paper with a mobile number.

That guy was a drug dealer! Aiden was feeling unwell. Should he report him somewhere? The police? Campus administration?

On the other hand, Zach hadn't seemed like a bad guy. And, although Aiden had never taken drugs, he was pretty sure weed was considered one of the most harmless ones. Perhaps selling that wasn't that bad.

Still, Aiden didn't know what to do with the plastic bag. He certainly wouldn't use the drugs, that much was sure. He couldn't very well dispose of it, either, though, because... it was too much trouble devising a plan to safely do so.

So, Aiden just put the bag into his nightstand and closed the drawer. There. Problem solved.

Now, he could finally get back to relaxing. Lying down on his bed again, he freed his python from its proverbial cage and with one or two quick tugs, made it hard again.

No need to rush it, he figured, as he slowly stroked his length up and down. Probably from the whole lot of training he gave it recently, his cock looked somewhat bigger than what he was used to. Not too big, but definitely nothing to be ashamed of.

For the next ten minutes, Aiden idly played with himself while relaxing in bed. He was just about to increase the speed of his strokes, when suddenly, the door to the room swung open without warning and Marvin entered.

He froze when he saw Aiden, dick in hand, but not letting go of it, creating a moment of silence between the two men.

"Uhm, sorry?" Marvin finally said and closed the door behind him.

Aiden's first impulse was to quickly hide what he was doing, but that really seemed like too much of a hassle. They were roommates, it was only a matter of time they caught each other jerking off, so he just looked at Marvin and continued to slowly move his hand up and down his cock.

"That's alright", Aiden answered and slowly stroked on his dick with the same leisurely pace.

Marvin felt awkward. How was he supposed to react to that? Should he just leave? It wasn't helping that his own dick, still contained in the much too small underwear was growing hard rapidly at the sight. It had been ages since he had some release down there, and for some reason, seeing Aiden's mostly naked, hairy body turned him on a lot. Even the stinky air in the room or the smell emanating from Aiden wasn't bad. He just looked so natural like this, completely natural and unashamed.

"Can I watch?" Marvin blurted out before he even knew what he was saying.

"Watch?" Aiden asked, briefly stopping to look at Marvin. What an odd request, but whatever. "Sure. You can also jerk off, too, you look like you need it." Aiden said, nodding towards the very obvious tent in Marvin's shorts.

Marvin blushed heavily. "Uhm, that's not... I mean, I didn't want..."

Aiden laughed. "It's fine. Don't worry, I'll just keep going."

Marvin hesitated for a moment longer but then quickly shed his pants and underwear as well, stepping out of them. Now, he stood naked in front of Aiden, except for the sweat stained shirt. He quickly pulled that over his head as well and closed his hand around his dick, moaning at the touch. For some reason, his eyes were fixed on Aiden, as he pumped away on his cock in earnest.

Aiden himself didn't mind Marvin standing there. The other man had some body hair as well, but not nearly as much as Aiden had by now. The deep tan, broad shoulders and dancing muscles however, not to mention the large dick Marvin had, didn't look bad at all, quite the obvious. Aiden felt himself watching the beads of sweat rolling down the other man's body before disappearing into his pubic bush.

Aiden turned his attention back to his own cock. His hand was going faster and faster on it, and he was already close. With a stifled moan, he came hard in his own hand, pumping more and more cum into it and smearing it all over his upper body.

Marvin grunted in a deep voice, deeper than his usual articulation. This was all so surreal, and yet, so incredibly arousing. Aiden was so hairy, and so stinky, and the added mass he had suited him so well. Marvin's hips thrust into his own hand, as he continued to fuck his hand, still standing in a wide stance in the middle of the room. As Aiden came, Marvin couldn't hold back any longer. With a cry that probably could be heard on the whole floor, he came as well, spewing large amounts of cum out of his large dick. Naturally, the spunk followed the direction in which he was looking and hit Aiden in the chest and face, adding to his own.

It did take Marvin a moment to catch his breath, as he finally sat down on his own bed.

"Sorry." He said to the cum-covered Aiden. Weird. His voice was still deep, at least an octave deeper than what he was used to.

"Don't worry about it." Aiden smiled and wiped his face with his discarded shirt while spreading the stuff on his chest with his hand. "Looks like you had fun, big guy. We can do this again any time."

"Yeah..." Marvin said, really spent. "But now, it's time for bed."

Bathing in the afterglow, Marvin turned sideways and quickly slumbered away.

The plot thickens... and so does the amount of... glue... on Aiden's body. Here you can read the previous part. The final part can be read here.

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theyluvivi · 1 month ago

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black out.

chris takes care of you after you get a little too drunk at his frat ⋆ ★ dealer!reader x client!chris blurb!! pt 2 to your vibes are off :)

Since Chris was actually able to sleep last night, he's able to enjoy this party. He's not a huge fan of parties at his frat back to back, but when it's when of his favorite themes? Hell yeah.

Black Out is the simplest and funniest party theme ever, and since his entire wardrobe is already all black, he never has to go out and buy anything. The biggest thing he did to prepare for this party was trade his usual black shirt for a black tank top.

He was having a good time. Winning a few games of beer pong, losing a few of them, dancing with girls.

Then he saw you. He hates you immensely, really. Your mini black dress and star printed tights brought you so much attention that you might as well have dropped a metal water bottle in a dead silent classroom.

You make him wanna claw his heart out of his chest and blend it up. You, you're different from all the other girls. You give him a feeling that's unrecognizable while a heated kiss or even having sex with a girl does nothing for him. That's annoying as fuck.

He chugs down his beer as he watches you flirt with Aiden, one of his frat brothers. Whatever.

He's starting to think that he's the only one here who has common sense. You're actively stumbling and holding onto the wall to help you walk, and no one's helping you. He knows frat bro's are assholes, but what the hell?

He was going to send Matt to help you since you're friends, or Aiden even. All he is to you is a client, but again. Whatever. He can't find either of them. He hasn't been watching you or anything, but you are insanely hard to miss. He wonders how he failed to see you get this drunk.

He stares at you as you try to stumble to get to your destination. How is he supposed— "Matt?" You slur, turning your head towards him. "I've been looking for you all night." You throw yourself into his arms, he catches you. God, you're wasted. "Chris." He corrects you, staring down at your glittery covered eyelids. "You....you look a lot like Matt... right now." You tilt your head at him, "Triplets, remember?"

The gasp you do is adorable enough to make a smile end up on his face. "Ohhhhhhhhhh," You drag out. "I forgot." He changes the topic. "You're wasted."

"Yeah."

He rolls his eyes. "You come here with anyone?"

"Mh....." He watches as your eyes unfocus. "I.... don't think so." You're unbelievable. "You don't think so, Kid—?"

"Remember...walking here.....I think." You stutter out. He can't believe you're real. "From where?"

"My apartment." You say, giving him an intoxicated smile. "You don't look too happy with me."

"The closest apartments to campus are a ten minute walk. We started this thing at seven o'clock, are you fuckin' stupid? Why would you walk here—" He watches your eyebrows furrow before you drunkly attempt to push him away. He holds onto you harder. "M not stupid." You mumble, "My truck doesn't work."

"You still shouldn't have—"

"N my roommate doesn't like parties, and her boyfriend drives her around every where—" You interrupt, "It's not safe to walk around at night—"

"N, I don't think she really likes me anymore cause' I think she found out that I sell drugs—"

"Kid—"

"M not stupid." He huffs, "Yeah, but it's not—"

"I didn't have a—" He slams his hand over your mouth. "You're not stupid, okay? You're really smart, and you know what really smart girls do? They give me her phone so I can call their roommate and tell them you're staying here tonight." He watches you blink at him. Once, then twice. "Staying.....here?"

"I just got my car cleaned, I'm not giving you the chance to throw up in it."

"Oh...... My phone's dead."

"You remember her number, right?" He removes his left arm, that's wrapped around you to reach into his back pocket for his phone. "She changed her number cause' she was getting too many spam calls n I can't remember it."

What the fuck.

Chris leaves the whole calling your roommate problem for later. Right now, he's focused on you and carrying you to his room. After he's done, he's gonna pray that Matt isn't in the middle of a heated make-out session and can hopefully help him with you.

"You better not throw up." He says, finally opening the door to his room that ends your treacherous journey. "M not, I promise." You mumble, "Off—" You say, starting to slip off the straps of your dress.

He doesn't really understand what you're talking about until he turns around from closing his door, "Woahwoahwoah— Kid—" Luckily, he only sees you start to pull it down. He quickly covers his eyes. "You can't just strip!"

"But I'm uncomfortable!" He hears you whine, "I'll get you something to sleep in, alright?— Just pull your dress back up!" He quickly picks out a hoodie from his closet, when he turns around and finds you face planting on his bed is when he notices the zipper on your dress.

"Kid."

"Mhnfp..?" You let out a noise that gets muffled by his bed sheets. "There's a zipper."

"Oh." He watches you sit up and grab at the back of your dress, attempting to pull at the zipper. "Can't." You whine. "Chris..?"

He swallows and drops the hoodie he picked out for you on his bed. He shifts closer to your spot on the bed, moves your hair out of the way, then unzips your dress. Giving him the perfect view of the mini angel wings you have tattooed on your back.

His heart physically hurts. "Thanks." You mutter, not caring that your dress just fell off your body in front of him, thank God he's facing your back side.

"Hoodie." He reminds you, you slip it on, and turn around towards him. "Gonna go get Matt n were gonna get you water and—" His words die in his throat as you pull off your star tights. "Ah."

"Itchy." Is all you give as an explanation before you're crawling up to where his pillows are and hide yourself under the covers. He's so happy his hoodie covers your ass.

"You're not gonna throw up in my bed, right?" You shake your head into his pillows, "Kid, I swear—"

"I promise!— I'm not gonna throw up in your bed." He watches you curl yourself into a ball, "Night, Chris." You say sleepily, falling asleep immediately.

He observes you for a moment, taking in how cute you look in his hoodie. "Night, Kid."

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vietcrepes · 8 months ago

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◡ ✶ SCHOLARS IN SESSION!

study date headcanons with the sbg kids

◡ ✶ notice board: gn!reader as always, not proof read, established relationship, food mentioned in taylor's part, might be ooc

୨୧ ASHLYN BANNER

she doesn't really care for studying, between phantoms and ballet, studies are one of her last priorities. she'll do the very bare minimum to pass and make good score, but making time out of the day to study more? she'll respectfully pass. there are other ways she'd rather spend time with you, like curled up in bed, or teaching you how to dance.

it's not until it gets to exams that she decides a study date won't be bad, and if it's just the two of you it'll be peaceful. now, studying might not be her favorite thing, but when she studies she's focused, just as she would be in anything else.

you were in ashlyn's living room, her parents providing with plenty of snacks as she listened to music through her headphones. you? absolutely bored out of your mind. you had to analyze this poem and it was your least favorite thing to do in the world. ashlyn felt eyes boring into her head, and met eyes with you. with a sigh, ashlyn moved over to be closer to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and continuing with her work. "you're the one who wanted to study, at least focus for a bit"

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୨୧ AIDEN CLARK

the one time you manage to sit him down to have one of those cute pinterest study dates is the day society reaches its peak

he'll probably be pacing around, playing on his phone, and maybe doing a problem here or there. he's struggling on a problem? he was simply destined to not know the answer. don't take this the wrong way though, he's a brilliant student, really!! once he sees you struggling he'll be explaining the problem flawlessly, like he was the teacher of the class himself

"babe" aiden dragged out, on his phone as he draped his body on top of yours, "we've been here forever, let's go to the arcade" your features softened at the sight of aiden, but you had to stay stubborn. "no, it's only been 15 minutes hun, I need to finish this assignment." you were stuck on the math behind this particular chemistry problem, and it was driving you insane. "oh, you just have to convert the units to moles so you can cancel out the units in the next step" he said, looking up from his phone. "wait what-" you said, realizing he was right. he only beamed, once again asking if you two could go to the arcade. with a sigh, you gave in. after all, who could deny what aiden clark wanted?

୨୧ BEN CLARK

he tries his best to focus, but ultimately he ends up taking a nap halfway through the study date. the combination of schoolwork, classical/lofi music, and the soft sun worked in harmony to have ben doze off. if you play with his hands or hair it'll be the final thing that sends him to sleep. no matter how many times it happens you just can't bring yourself to wake him up

you scribbled in your notebook, listening intently to the history video playing on your laptop. after all, you had a written paper coming up that you needed to study for. your hand was intertwined with Ben's, the both of you sitting at the Clark's kitchen island as you could hear aiden playing video games upstairs. your fingers were intertwined with his, rubbing circles on his hand absentmindedly as your brows furrowed in focus. feeling ben's hand go limp in yours, you glanced over. he was fast asleep, blissfully undisturbed by your upcoming exams. you smiled, and tangled your hand in his hair as you decided against waking him up.

୨୧ TYLER HERNANDEZ

no matter how exhausted he is, he'll always find time for studying. he's driven and knows what he needs to do to achieve his goals, but his priorities can skew, especially after the savannah trip. he unfortunately has other worries, namely you, taylor, and whatever the hell goes on at midnight

it's you who reminds him to refocus on baseball and his studies, and once he does it's like he never lost his focus in the first place. he doesn't like studying for more than 4 hours a day, and usually only studies for around 3. no matter how long he's studying though, one things for certain, he'll always be touching you, whether it be a hand on a thigh or holding hands

tyler stifled a yawn, finishing up his annotations for this english passage as he got ready to write an analysis on the language use. the two of you were on his bunk, you researching for a presentation for another class. your head was rested on his shoulder, rambling on about how one of your group mates simply refused to do their part for the project. he listened intently, chiming in with the occasional "what an asshole" or even a "snitch on them." when your tangent was done, you went back to a comfortable silence with you typing away and tyler slouched over, writing away.

୨୧ TAYLOR HERNANDEZ

taylor is the perfect study date, point blank period. she's just as driven and zoned in as her brother but she's light hearted and doesn't make studying feel like a chore. she'll bring plenty of snacks and ask plenty of questions

while her questions are greatly appreciated, they can tend to stray off topic from your studies. in fact, most of the time they result in you two talking about issues entirely unrelated. before you knew it, piles of unfinished homework was before you and two hours had been spent talking.

taylor spun her pencil around, doodling on her science worksheet as she laid down on her stomach, swinging her feet in the air. she had finished a good portion of her work, but she had kept the hardest subjects for last. you were taking a break, mindlessly scrolling through your phone as a much-needed refresher. taylor, now uninterested in working, propped her chin up with her hand as she asked, "want to look at my welding projects?" upon hearing your laughter, she quickly sat up, "it'll be a nice break! we'll still study afterwards!" she defended, steadfast in her beliefs. you gave in, and an hour later you weren't even focused on welding, but rather something else entirely.

୨୧ LOGAN FIELDS

i feel like logan prefers studying the subjects he's good at on his own — he'll get into the flow of the equations and rules of the world that he'll be in his own little bubble.

of course, you are the exception to this. he loves doing anything if it's with you. he's willing to help you but you try not to rely on him too much, you won't be able to retain the information if you don't struggle through yourself after all. despite this, he'll go out of his way and help you if he sees you stuck on the same problem after too much time

logan glanced over at you, chewing on your bottom lip as you furrowed your eyebrows at the paper. he smiled, placing a hand on your back as he leaned in. he smelled flowery, an obvious side effect of working at the flower shop. you leaned on his shoulder, complaining about the problem and the class. "it's simple, you just need to look at it from another angle." he said, picking up your pencil before explaining in detail

writers note: it's my biggest fear... headcanons. this is just something indulgent and short n sweet 🙂‍↕️ ashlyns feels so ooc and poorly written I am so sorry ashlyn lovers.

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inexplicifics · 2 months ago

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Hiii! So your newest story got me binging your A/B/O fics (again) and got me wondering…

If AWAU was set in A/B/O, what dynamics would the main characters be? And would it have changed anything?

Ooooh what an interesting question. Alright, let's see how I'd make the AWAU omegaverse. I'm not going to do everyone, but I'll try to hit the main characters and relationships.

Jaskier: The obvious play is to go omega, but I think that's wrong. I think he's a beta, and therefore assumed he wouldn't be vulnerable to the "send off a less-valued child as tribute" ploy. This also explains why he was allowed to go to Oxenfurt and be a bit wild while there, as an omega might not - and why he's not higher in the line of succession for the county, as an alpha son might be.

Geralt: Again, the obvious choice is alpha, due to the whole Warlord of the North thing. But he didn't do that on purpose, after all, and part of the evolution of his relationship with Jaskier is Jaskier seeing past the Warlord-of-the-North mystique to the person beneath. Also, I'm going to assume that Witchers in the omegaverse AWAU have a method of concealing their scents, so as to mitigate issues with outsiders. So I think the feared and fearsome Warlord, who everyone assumes must be alpha among alphas, dominant and terrible, is an omega.

Eskel: Alpha. Of the "care for my pack" variety, specifically - he'll work himself to the bone looking out for the people who are his. And, occasionally, go avenge them on their enemies in dramatic and extremely violent fashion. And having a demisexual alpha pleases me.

Lambert: Again, very tempting to go alpha, with that temper. But I'm going to go beta, actually. He's just bad-tempered by nature and nurture - and getting less so as his life gets better. And the fact that he wasn't an alpha is part of why his father was so willing to sell him off.

Milena: Oooh, I'm not sure where to go here. Let's go with omega, because her parents do expect her to be a nice obedient pawn for them to move around and marry off as they please. And also it gives Lambert something else to be insecure about, the poor lad. (No, she does not want an alpha. She's very happy with him. Yes, even in her heats.)

Marika: Beta. Cool-headed and calm and rational, by stereotype and nature both. She's going to be a very good queen.

Griffin: Also a beta. Has never particularly wanted to be an alpha. Is genuinely glad that he doesn't have to deal with heat or rut; they seem deeply inconvenient.

Marta: She's an alpha, which explains why their parents were so willing to cut her so much slack and indulge her in so many things. I'm not sure how inheritance rules work in this variant of omegaverse, but she may even be heir to the duchy, right up until she kidnaps Jaskier and Eskel and Milena and experiences Consequences for possibly the first time ever.

Aiden: Alpha, because it makes his preference for bottoming even more scandalous to anyone outside the Witcher society. He's a cocky, charming, dangerous man and he knows it. He does have a bit of a temper but he's good at controlling it, and it blows over quickly.

Aleksander: Also alpha, because it makes him even more like his despised grandfather and he hates it. He doesn't want to be that sort of swaggering monster. Aiden's cheerful arrogance confuses him at first, the flirtation really baffles him, and eventually he's going to settle on Eskel as his role model, because that style of looking after His People makes sense to Sasha.

Livi: Omega - Duke Velen had strong preferences. Which probably means all the Mantikittens are omegas, too. Zia is going to surprise some people.

Dragonfly: Alpha, and has recently discovered her doting instincts.

Yennefer: Null, because she's a mage; their dynamics are removed during the ascension process. That said, I think she was an omega prior to that.

Triss: Also null, because she's a mage. Probably a beta before that.

and finally, Ciri: Oooh, this is the hardest one. But I think she's an alpha. And if she takes after her Papa in ferocity and her Uncle Eskel in protectiveness, she's going to be magnificent.

That's the best I've got - anyone else got thoughts?

#questions answered #accidental warlord au #omegaverse

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bluebellowl · 7 months ago

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Your latest fnaf submas piece is so good omg ggggkfng gong gonggng omgmg gomg i locenit so much rarhhhhhh the expression on Emmet's face snd the way he's grabbing Ingo is everything to me rahhh

You're talking about THIS one i'm guessing?

Thank you so much! It took quite a few hours of work i tell you that, but i'm super happy about how it turned out.

A tiny bit of rping started around it of Vincent letting Aiden try to convince Emmet to let them help the twins. It's Aiden's first day and he's not really allowed to know what happened in the Pizza Plex the night before.

Elesa did not authorise this.

Related anon ask I'm not sure what to do with but i apprechiate so much thank you!! <3

#submas #fnaf AU #answering questions

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chrrychills · 4 months ago

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i love your writing its so yummy i was wondering if you could maybe wirte school bus graveyard main cast with a reader who forgets to eat and spends alot of time sleeping

have a good day/night

in my head i do everything right .

main six « forgetful, sleepy so!

ashlyn banner:

•she's not amused. at all. at first, it starts off as annoyance because she thinks you're lazy/ don't take care of yourself. once you explain that you can't help how tired you are, she eases up.

•she'll 100% scold you every time you tell her you forgot to eat. without fail. it's out of love, though.

•ashlyn doesn't have a huge appetite, but she'll keep snacks like granola/ protein bars in her locker in case you need them during the school day.

•she can't cook at all, but she'll invite you over for dinner with her parents. they love having you over and will make your favorite food every time you wind up at their house, wether it's for dinner or to spend the night.

•since she's not a fan on pda, she probably won't let you sleep on her shoulder or anything like that in public, but it's fine in private.

•she'll also let you fall asleep in class and make sure the teacher doesn't catch you.

•will never understand how you're always so tired, because she's witnessed you sleep for a good 10 hours.

aiden clark:

•in contrast to ashlyn, he is highly amused whenever you fall asleep near him and uses the opportunity to mess with you.

•he's (horribly) braiding your hair, drawing on your arms, the whole nine yards. the only reason he's not drawing on your face is because he knows you'd get mad when you woke up.

•certified big back. he 100% has snacks on him at all times and won't hesitate to share when you tell him you're hungry/ you forgot to eat.

•his pantry is stacked with snacks, so best believe he's dragging you off the bus with him almost everyday to hang out/ raid his pantry. his parents are so tired of having to restock it. save them.

•he knocks out when he gets sleepy, so if y'all are having a sleepover it's the best sleep of your life. you two have slept through the day on multiple occasions.

•will let you sleep on him anytime, anywhere. he'll mess with you, but he'll still offer a shoulder if you're tired.

•menace. if you fall asleep in class/ are eating in class, he keeps threatening to snitch and get you in trouble. he never does, though.

ben clark:

•another snack carrier, but he has all of your favorites and probably keeps one or two drinks in his locker.

•we've established that ben's a giant teddy bear, and you 100% use that to your advantage. whenever you're tired, you can tuck yourself against his shoulder and conk out. he never minds.

•huge worrier, especially when you first started dating. he still does worry when you don't eat for hours on end/ sleep for an entire 12 hours, but he's gotten better at managing it.

•loves naps. it's routine for you two to end up at his house and nap until dinner time. aiden's tried to wake you guys up multiple times but it never works, so he doesn't do it anymore.

•he loves to bake, so it's not uncommon for him to send you home with something sweet to snack on whenever you feel like it. he loves having you cling to him and gush about how good the food was, so he keeps doing it. plus, it keeps you fed.

•tries his hardest to help fix your sleep schedule, but it never works. you either fall asleep at 4 pm or 4 am and he has no idea why.

tyler hernandez:

•tyler's big on taking care of people he loves, you know that. so it's no surprise when he's scolding you for forgetting to eat but pulling your favorite snack out of his bag, or forcing your head on his shoulder and telling you to sleep because you keep yawning.

•another big napper. when he doesn't have practice– and even when he does, he'll somehow end up in your bed, cuddled up next to you and fast asleep.

•he can COOK. tyler is master chef. whatever you want, he can most likely make. and if he can't, he'll look it up online and it always turns out amazing.

•you honestly get a lot better with remembering to eat after being with him for a while because he's always on your ass about it. you can't even be mad because you know he does it out of love.

•he'll keep food with him in case you need it, but he'll steal bites of it while you're trying to eat. he's so amused and finds himself hilarious. you don't agree.

•he's either scolding you for not eating, not sleeping, or sleeping too much. you can't win.

taylor hernandez:

•she's a sweetheart, so not only will she have your favorite food at all times, but she'll recruit (force) tyler to make/buy it whenever she's running low.

•she's more concerned than anything. first of all, how do you sleep so much and still manage to be tired? second, do you just not have an appetite? she doesn't understand.

•taylor invites you over for dinner at least five nights a week and tyler does not appreciate it, because that means he has to make more food.

•she'll let you fall asleep on her in public, private, wherever. she doesn't care as long as you're getting the rest you need.

•biggest cuddle bug ever. as soon as you tell her you're tired, she's dragging you to bed to cuddle.

•if she misses you, she's not above coming over uninvited and waking you up from a nap so you guys can hang out. she'll deal with the half asleep grumbling if it means she can see you.

•taylor banned you from her bed because it's so soft and comfortable that you literally fall asleep immediately.

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just1cefor4ll · 1 year ago

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HI loved the tyler/aiden headcannons btw!

Wanted to ask if you could write something about the reader being apart of the group (after they finally escaped the realm and are free..and traumatized, but happy)

AND LIKE A LITTLE ROMANCE HAPPENING BETWEEN AIDEN AND THE READER!! Like after everything had calmed down, (3 weeks after they escaped) the group goes to a skating rink to have fun. Like normal teens 😞

Would love a oneshot of it!! :D

Aiden Clark x gn!reader

warnings: swearing, bad grammar

genre: fluff! :3

A/N: AHH I love this!! I skate myself so this is just 🛐

hope you like it <33

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You and the group have been planning a trip for quite a while. You were trying to celebrate the fact you finally escaped the damn realm and that lab they kept you guys in. Everyone was a bit shaken up, most of you couldn’t really sleep and you had sleepovers most of the time to try and sleep better. It usually worked, well at least for most of the group. You would wake up in the middle of the night, cold wind hitting your soaked figure. You often had nightmares and you couldn’t really go to therapy because you would be considered ‘crazy’, so you just had to pull through without any help. You know the group would be happy to help, but you don’t want to bother them when they had it worse. Back to the present time! You were currently in the graveyard, sitting in a circle near the campfire, you yourself sitting on your kind of beat up skateboard. Everyone suggested their ideas, Logan suggesting a museum, Ashlyn a restaurant, The twins suggested a waterpark and then Aiden and Ben said they didn’t really care where they would go.

An idea popped in your head and you smiled; “How about a skating rink? That could be fun? I know a pretty good one and theres also like a trampoline part connected to it so that’s pretty cool.” Everyone talks about the idea, Aiden agreeing instantly along with the twins. “Well is there a buffet there? Maybe we could later eat there and just celebrate?” Ashlyn suggests and everyone agrees looking at you for your response. You nod and everyone cheers, excited for the trip.

The day of the trip arrives, you all agreed to meet up at the train station at 8am and you were there early, already waiting there at 7. You watched the sunrise and you smile taking a picture and put your phone away and try out some tricks. You first tried an ollie, the key trick you need to know to learn most of the other ones. You record some of the tries and relax for a bit, watching the clips when suddenly your eyes get covered by a pair of soft hands. “Aiden..” You say and smile at the blonde boy, who had his usual relaxed demeanor. “Hey, you’re here early aren’t you?” He says and sits down next to you, resting his feet on his skateboard, rocking his legs from side to side. “Yeah I wanted to be here just in case anyone needed help with anything.” You say and yawn slightly, not really shaking off the sleepiness just yet. He nods and starts to yap like he usually does and you just listen, letting him yap your ear off. You didn’t mind, you weren’t much of a talker, so you usually just listened.

The others finally arrived just in time for when the train arrived. Everyone boarded and you found your seats, all of you sitting together. Ashlyn decided to catch up on sleep, along with Ben. The twins and Logan were playing some card game and You just listened to music, sharing headphones with Aiden. You lay your head on the window and drift off, feeling a hand on yours.

You get shaken awake, and you groan but gather your things and skateboard and get off the train, leading the way. You jump onto your skateboard and you guys skate/walk for about 15 minutes when you finally get there. “Here we are!” You say and pay for your entry, putting away your things and grab your phone along with your skateboard and run to the rink, doing a quick board slide. The others cheer you along as you drop in and do a rock to fakie.

Aiden watches you with a smile and Tyler and Taylor do their own thing as Ty teaches his sister the basics. Logan and Ben were off somewhere probably in the trampoline park and Ashlyn watched everyone, taking videos. “I’ll need to ask her to send me that later.” You think to yourself and manual.

You mind your own buiseness, riding up to a ramp when a kid suddenly jumps in your away, making you manual a bit too quickly so you fell on your elbow. “Fucking hell.. watch it kid!” You yell and hiss in pain as you look at the now bleeding elbow. Aiden noticed the fall and ran over to you and inspected the wound; “Hey are you okay? That was a nasty fall.” He says and you laugh; “Come on i’ve had it so much worse before, and plus people break bones doing this shit so i’m fine.” You say and stand up and walk over to the sitting area and take out some bandages you brought along in this type of situation. Aiden snatches them from you and looks at you with a kind smile; “Let me do it.” He doesn’t even give you time to reply and is already carefully wrapping the wound. Your face feels hot and you look anywhere but at Aiden, looking for the others yet they were nowhere to be found.

“There, that should be better, and by the way, when did you start skating? Your pretty good, almost better then me!” He teases and wraps and arm around your shoulder. You chuckle and smirk, teasing right back; “Oh yeah? How about a game of skate?” You challenge him and wait for his response, already knowing the answer. “Hell yeah! I’ll win for sure!” He runs to get his skate and you do the same, and that was the start of a very long game of skate. You guys got bored after a while, agreeing on a tie and sit down, breathing heavily as if you ran a marathon. The others came back and everyone agreed on going to the restaurant that was across the street from the skating rink. You walk with your skates and decide to hide them somewhere at the back of the building and head inside the restaurant, ordering food and refreshing drinks immediately.

You sit down in the booth and Aiden slides in next to you along with Ben and Logan, the others sitting on the opposite side. Everyone chatted and joked around and your elbow was killing you along with your legs as well. Your eyes droop a bit but you take a sip of your drink that shakes you awake slightly. Aiden taps you on the knee and you look up at him, raising a brow. He leans in and whispers into your ear with a low tone; “You okay? You look kinda off.” He says and you smile reassuringly and give him a thumbs up under the table. He hums and smiles as the waiter brings the food everyone has been craving for the past 5 hours. You eat your food in silence, some chatting here and there but mostly you guys Te in peace. After everyone was full you decided to go to the bathroom to clear your mind, of course not letting them know the reason. You walk into the bathroom and sigh, they were empty, unlike many other restaurants and you shrug, walking over to the mirror and fix your hair up a bit when you notice Aiden in the mirror. “Hey, I know I asked already but you really don’t seem fine. Is it the elbow?” He jokes and you shrug, giving him a slight smile; “I’m fine don’t worry okay? My body is killing me though.” You say and stretch your body, some satisfying cracks echoing throughout the bathroom. You go to leave when you get embraced in a warm hug, a hand running up and down your back. “Relax for a bit, they won’t notice we’re gone.” He whispers and you guys stay like that for a few minutes when you finally let go. He looks at you lovingly and your face feels hot as you avert your gaze away from him.

He lifts your face to look at him and leans in, your lips brushing against each other and your eyes meet, Aiden looking at you as if asking for consent. You inch closer and he takes that as a yes, soft lips meeting yours. Your lips move in sync with each other and his hands wander down to your waist. You pull away and you hide your flushed face in the crook of his neck. He chuckles lowly and hugs you close. “You know i’ve liked you ever since that day we went out to get the jeep.” He says and you look at him with a confused look; “But I thought you liked Ash—” You get cut off by a finger on your lips and he smile; “Remember I had my eyes on you the whole time, I may have been comforting Ash but I had my eyes on you. I didn’t know how to approach you, ya know?” He says and leaves kisses all over your face. “Now I’ve got you all to myself~” He says and holds your hand, dragging you out to the others who stared at you and whistled, Ben looking at Aiden with a proud smile.

Later that day when everyone finally got home, Aiden messaged you and soon after you heard a knock on your bedroom window. You playfully roll your eyes and mumble “Idiot.” quickly opening the window. Aiden hops in and tackles you in a hug, you falling back on the bed. “Hey! What are you doing?” You chuckle and play with his hair. You hear a mumbled “I missed you.” And you giggle, making him look up at you. “We haven’t seen each other for like 45 minutes?” “Too long.” He shrugs and peppers your face with kisses, moving down to your neck and collar bone. Your eyes droop and you start to fall asleep, finally in his embrace.

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