An Angel and A Demon ~ Pyramid Head x Reader
Update 2: My laptop restarted when I was in the middle of writing this, and trust me when I say it, I am positively pissed off, and I want to end my days, that's how bad of a day this was.
And I didn't leave the house.
That says a lot about today...
Update 1: But, without further ado, I was half-way writing this story, and I received this ask, and let me tell you...
helloooo, i absolutely adored the fanfics you wrote about kazan and danny🥺 could i request one where pyramid head is just really whipped for and in love with the survivor! reader but he doesnt know how to announce it to them so he brings her random ,,gifts" in and outside the trials and protecting her bc well, im pretty sure he cant speak so he doesnt really have any other options on how to express his feelings??
I live for it.
Bless you for sending me this, it's the reason I'm still sane right now.
I love you, baby-cakes.
Update 3: I want to kill myself so bad. Just smash my head on a wall until it explodes or sth. I was so happy with how this imagine turned out, only fuck fucking tumblr to just fucking delete EVERYTHING just as I was about to put the last gif and hit POST NOW.
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For the 5th time writing this :
FUCKMEDADDY - but this time - FUCKMYBRAINSOUTPLEASEIWANNADIE
Thanks.
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Hell - What was that place, anyway?
Some would describe it as an infinite ocean of flames and lava, where it's eternally melting-hot, and a bunch of hooved, horned, tailed red demons torture you with acid, with their red pitch forks, or boil you alive in their cauldron for soup. Or maybe you just get tortured by Stalin, who knows?
But never would have anyone thought that 'Hell' could look so...Normal. Well, normal in a very demolished, desolate, ravished way, but still...Normal, by human standards. Albeit, the never-ending loop of madness, anguish, agony and desperation of getting killed in different gruesome ways or fleeing for their lives and feeling a myriad of emotions pumping adrenaline through their veins so badly that their anxiety-meter skyrocketed to abnormal levels.
All this darkness, this hatred, this...Everything...It changed all the survivors. They became selfish, stubborn, rude, some even went as far as to sacrifice their fellow survivors in trials, just so they could survive. It was a complete mayhem that defied all kinds of reason, normality, morality or even ethics. Everyone became devoid of any laws that used to bind them to their humane sides, and now, you weren't sure if the killers were saner than the survivors or not.
But even in this abyss where you couldn't even see your hand in front of your very eyes, there was a little star - A beautiful angel radiating brightness and warmth, someone who was somehow able to guide everyone's straying souls with her benevolence.
In reality, she was merely a survivor, not the little lantern from an angler fish's head, but she treated everyone with such an untainted kindness...It was beautiful, and yet, unrequited for most parts. Everyone was still putting their own lives above all - And who could condemn them? - Perhaps their cowardice, for the girl preferred to save her fellow survivors as much as possible, even if that oftentimes assured her place on the hook, to be a sacrificial lamb for the Entity.
On the other hand, she rarely ended up on the hook - Most killers prefer to kill her themselves, instead of letting her become pray for the horrible Entity who tortured so many of them for refusing to cooperate - The Trapper, Evan MacMillan - He knew the best, with those hooks digging into his flesh, impossible to extract. He was the first to protect this girl. It wasn't much, but if he had to, he'd rather give her a swift, painless death, than seeing her without that serene, angelic smile on her face, as the Entity feeds on the last bits of her soul's beauty, the last parts of her humanity.
The other Killers were confused at the Trapper's actions, but little by little, they began to understand why this girl was so precious and special - And this domino effect hit Rin Yamaoka next, with Y/N stopping in the middle of a chase and taking off her jacket, just as Rin was about to butcher her with her katana, and she smiled, extending it to her. 'You must be cold' she said, realising that the Spirit was merely wearing a few bandages, not even her school uniform, or her kimono.
The ghost girl was shaken up by this, and told the others at the killer camp, but they just shrugged it off - Rin was a little girl who faced close to no kindness, they weren't surprised she was so taken aback by such a feat. That is, until Adiris, in a particularly terrible day, when everyone at the camp was staying away from her, as her profane censer wasn't able to cover the stench of rotting flesh - Y/N came over, taking out a small yet elegant glass bottle with pink liquid on it, spraying some on her - And now, The Plague smelled of roses and vanilla - 'You can come to me for perfume whenever you want, I always carry some with me!' she grinned at the Babylonian High Priestess, before leaving back to the survivor's camp site, leaving the ancient God symbol to stare with her mouth agape at the girl.
These words began to spread, and it was no surprise when the killers saw Susie clinging and begging her Legion friends to spare Y/N, for she was there to hug away her worries more than once, to tell her sweet words, to play with her hair and play the guitar whatever songs she wanted to hear, to get reminded of her home - She was so home sick that she freaked out, but now she was better, thanks to Y/N - 'I know you miss home, but sometimes, home is where your best friends are, and all three of them are here!' she tried to encourage the cute pink-haired girl who could only squeal and hug her new friend.
Even Ghostface wasn't exempt from falling to her charms, and they would often take silly selfies and mess around, making fun of the old horror movie tropes and doing lots of puns and pranks - So much that she even got his trust to be told about the Danny/Jed thing, and how he began his killer profession - 'You're a very talented photographer, Danny! You deserved all that recognition you got, both as a journalist, and as a killer!'
And very soon, Y/N found herself in the crushing arms of an overprotective Anna, humming her mother's lullaby together with walking through the forest, Y/N making flower crows for all the female killers at the camp site, and little by little, she somehow managed to worm her way under everyone's skins.
Y/N was the survivor with the highest survivability percentage, and maybe the Entity sometimes got pissed off, but at least she still got killed sometimes, so who cares?
Well, that was soon to change as soon as a new Killer was added to this sick game - Pyramid Head, the terror of Silent Hill, as Cheryl, the new Survivor, called him - or The Executioner, as he was known now. He was ruthless, merciless, grotesque - He had his own criteria of killing, his own moral compass, ethics, conscience and understanding of the concept of life and death. Nothing that could compare to the visions of humans, clearly - Everything was gravitating around Divine Retribution and Justice, but the from the outside, he was nothing but a killing machine.
He would kill everyone and anyone that crosses his path, without fail.
Y/N felt like her fortune ended completely the second she found herself in the new, overly cramped map, with Pyramid Head as the killer - She couldn't help but run around like a spazzic meerkat, trying to find and fix as many generators as possible, without having to get face to face with the walking hazard...
Only to run past a stuck Pyramid Head.
Slowly backtracing her steps, she saw the mountain of a man with his metal pyramid stuck in the frames a low window which he tried to walk over. He was trashing like a raged bull trying to attack a matador, but it was clear he was getting nowhere with this.
"H-Hey, u-uhm...Need some help?" she asked in a soft, careful voice, almost like a meek cat trying to test the waters, but in return, he started groaning even louder from the wrath he wanted to unleash upon the whole world. "Okay, uhm...I think I saw a can of vaseline in one of the chests around. I'll go fetch it and I'll come back for you. Don't move." she said, only to then realise how horrible that sounded, considering the situation, and it only seemed to anger the killer. "...I'm sorry, ignore me, I'm an idiot." she slapped herself pretty harshly before bolting out of there trying to find the chest.
However, Y/N cursed herself for not having perfectly memorised the whole map by heart already, since she found the vaseline can after the 3rd chest, and then, it took quite a while to find the bloody window that got the killer stuck - And by the time she got there, she was dead tired. "Okay, I'm here, I found the vaseline! Let's try to get you out of here." Y/N muttered as she put her feet on the low window pane to get to his level. "If it's not too much trouble, could you please hold onto me? I can't balance myself with both hands occupied, and I'd rather not fall." she explained as she opened the vaseline can, only to shiver as she felt two big, strong hands getting a firm grip on her hips. It was almost...Endearing, were she not too busy trying to get the killer unstuck. She kept massaging the metal edge, trying to push and pull, also praying to whatever deity that existed in her human world that she had her tetanus shot done on time - Until finally, she was able to get hear a loud screech, like a pop, and the killer got unstuck, and in the process, he stumbled backwards, while Y/N fell down on her butt.
"Ouchie..." she muttered, rubbing her back and sides to take away the pain surging through her body. "Are you okay?" she asked, almost intuitively, without realising it at first, until she heart a low grunt that brought her back to reality. "O-Oh...! You have glass shards stuck in your side! And you're bleeding too! Hold up, let me help." she hurried to his side, while the killer merely stiffened, feeling her delicate, slender fingers tracing his body, while he heaved and slouched his shoulders from the repressed wrath. "It may sting a bit, and I'm really sorry, but I promise it will be better soon." her voice was so motherly and warm, which also resonated in her actions, as she gingerly took a water bottle and imbued some tissues with it, to wipe away the blood smearing down his skin as she extracted the glass shards, and then..."This is grandma's marigold ointment. It's really good, and it smells nice." she explained as she carefully smeared a thick layer of the yellow ointment on the biggest wounds, while the little ones were covered by smiley-flower patterned plasters. They were cute, and colourful, and they never failed to make her smile. "Okay, there we go, all better! I hope you'll feel better very soon!" her voice got a tiny bit more cheerful and upbeat.
It made the Killer think about a trillion things, as he stepped in front of her, towering over her like the Empire states building next to a smiling pomeranian. What was with this girl? Why did she help a killer? And why did he feel so...Warm inside? He could sense a foreign kind of luminosity, a naivite and innocence that he only witnessed in children and animals.
This woman in front of him was untainted by the darkness and evil of the world.
It didn't matter how many hardships she's been through, or how much sadness she had to endure - Her soul remained as pure as any snowdrop, as the first snow of winter, as the fleece of a baby lamb who let out its first 'meeeeh' to its mamma sheep.
He couldn't allow this human to be maimed in any way - Not by the world, not by the Entity, and certainly not by him. - Screw the Entity, Pyramind Head kills by his own rules, and now, he was blessed to be faced with a human who bore no real hatred for her peers, or for the world, despite the horrible situation she was thrown into.
He didn't understand, obviously, especially as he remembered the myriad of abominations that lurked through Silent Hill, all of them created by the torment of humans - The very torment that distorted their own reality, which resulted in him needing to solve the purpose as The Executioner - Eradicating the world of all evil.
"Th-This sword is so heavy...H-How can you carry this around like that...?! Your muscles must be so strained and sore...Y-You really need a massage, I'm sure." she stuttered as she tried to lift the much taller and heavier sword from the ground, only for the brute to simply bend and pick it up with extreme ease, putting the girl to shame with her complete lack of strength. "Hehe...You're really strong. I'm embarrassed now." she chuckled softly, scratching the back of her neck.
Before she could leave or do anything else, Pyramid Head picked her up by the throat, careful not to hurt her or restrict her air intake - I mean, how else was he supposed to carry her so he wouldn't hurt her with his metal head or sword? - and it was pretty clear she didn't feel any malevolence from him, as she clinged on his forearm, trying to keep herself up, only to be dumped on top of the hatch, as the killer pointed towards it, so she would leave.
"O-Oh...! Thank you so much! You're really kind! I really appreciate this...I-I know it probably doesn't matter much to you, since you'll be doing this over and over again with all the survivors...But I really appreciate you for your kind gesture, and I appreciate you for being so nice with me. Thank you. Take care!" her dazzling smile lit the whole place up, but he couldn't talk, nor could he tell her how he should be the one thanking her for showing him that, despite the hundreds and thousands of years he had to roam the 'Earth' and execute the injust, miracles still existed.
As soon as she reached the survivor's camp, everyone cheered for her, asking how in the world could she have escaped the wrath of the butcher. "Oh, but he wasn't that bad. In fact, he's much more humane than I anticipated! I think he has a beautiful, blooming heart!" okay, she's lost it - the other survivors thought - but even so, she's always been a bit...Out of it, so who cares?
It took quite a while for the other three survivors to reach the camp, all bloody, in fact, like the new killer, who dragged himself with the same menace to the Killers' camp. "How the hell did you manage to survive?!" they yelled at her in utter shock, seeing that she got out of there unscratched.
"Oh, you see...I found the hatch." she shrugged simply, not wanting to give away that the person who massacred those three was a soft one and he basically threw her down the hatch to her safety.
As she took a twig to roast a marshmallows, she noticed how Pyramid Head was standing much farther away from the rest of the killers - She knew that silent killers were bound to stay away from the more obnoxious one, remembering how Michael Myers almost killed Ghostface and The Legion at least a dozen times - But this time...He seemed kinda...Lonely?
So Y/N took the matters into her own hands, roasted another marshmallow in another twig, and when it was done, she went to the killer's camp, calling out the lonely one's name - She has no idea why, but he actually followed her, pushing her further deep into the forest, until he was sure nobody was going to hear, see or interrupt them...
"Hey. You seemed pretty lonely out there...I thought you could use a friend. Thank you again for what you did at the trial...Here, this is a marshmallow. I don't think you've had many before...Cheryl told me of that horrible place you had to live in...So I hope this will make your day a bit better!" Y/N extended one of her hands towards him, so he could take the marshmallow - And a long, black tongue erupted from underneath the pyramid, snatching away the fluffy marshmallow and gulping it in one go.
What the hell was he turning into?
A towering man built of pure muscle, wrath and divine justice, with a pyramid representing the evil of humanity burdening his body, and a sword taller and heavier than the average human being constantly dragged in one of his hand...He now was a slave to a cute, innocent girl who was putting flower plasters on his minuscule wounds that would heal in a heartbeat regardless - He saved this girl who was now offering his these soft, squishy things that tasted overly sugarly, just like her upbeat and cheerful personality - If he could eat her, he was sure she would taste even sweeter than this - A sickish kind of sweet, that is.
She was indeed a beautiful angel in this tragic hell.
But he didn't wait to snatch the second marshmallow either.
"Ah...! You liked it, didn't you? Well...Next time, I promise I'll give you more!" she grinned at him the same way a princess would to her chivalrous knight who saved her. The since he couldn't talk, silence took over them - It wasn't an uncomfortable one, per se, but it made it feel as if the conversation was over. "W-Well...I'll guess I'll see you around! Take care and I hope to see you again soon!" she waved cutely, trying to turn around back to her camp, only to feel a rough hand on her shoulder, turning her around and urging her to stop and wait for him and he went deep into the forest, leaving her alone and undefended by the potential malevolent forces of the forest.
When he returned, however, he stepped right in front of her, creating the perfect shade as he towered over her - Then he kneeled in front of her, so he would reach her eye sight, then he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and put a beautiful pink flower - As pink as the blush that started creeping on her face - He wanted to see her luminous face better, to highlight her dazzling smile and her glimmering eyes as the warm, silver light of the mother moon caressed her face.
Y/N felt her heart picking up the pace - It was beating so much faster than ever before - But this time, it wasn't out of fear or anything negative...It was something good. Something she never felt in her life, especially with her human acquaintances from back home. None was as chivalrous and gentle with her as this butcher of tormented souls - The bringer of justice, the merciless Executioner who was supposed to end the life of every living being that would cross his path.
It was insane how every Yin finds its Yang, even if that comes in the form of a little lamb of a small, frail girl, and a huge abomination of a brute man who knows nothing but death, bloodshed and carnage. It was truly crazy how opposites attract, and here she was, holding the killers large hands and gingerly putting them on her face, leaning into his touch - She felt safer now than ever in her life - Now, in the arms of an ancient killer.
An Angel and A Demon brought together in a perfect union.
As she leaned down, she touched the metal of the pyramid where she anticipated his forehead would be with her own forehead, and closing her eyes, she finally felt herself calming down.
There was no need for words, actions spoke louder than anything, and she appreciated it...She appreciated him.
"Thank you." she whispered to him, knowing that yes, even though nobody else would hear it anyway, it was much more intimate than anything she ever experienced.
She was hooked.
Hope you liked my completely shameless pun, I couldn't stop it, especially after the pain I went through trying to write this...3 freaking times.
Yay.
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problems – lmh
synopsis: you would always have problems on minho’s girlfriends. that was until you realized you were the problem.
genre: college au. f2l. fluff, angst.
warning(s): cursing, you might cringe at how cliché this is
word count: 6,920 omg pls be proud
a/n: bullet point form. i’ll write in bullet point if i can’t seem to find it in myself to write in a whole ass paragraph form. bear with me, this is the first time im actually posting a full ass fic hdfbdfj for skz, that is. please dont let me flop thanks :<
you and minho are the very best friends
since high school
you don’t even remember how the two of you became best friends
all you remember is that one day, you’re laughing so hard at his jokes
and ever since that, you two were inseparable
whenever minho’s absent, you would be on the corner sulking
other kids would be offering you to come with them
but no you wanted minho :((
but you also didn’t want to be rude so you end up going with them
lmao you
but when you were the one who’s absent, minho would be pouting all day
he won’t talk bcs he wants you to be the one whom he tells his stupid jokes to
but he would go with the other kids too
but he would still be pouting
when you both graduated, you both went camping
went to the highest place you both know
watched the sunrise together
but now you two are in college
it’s also when minho started to go out
every month, different girl
minho would always introduce them to you
minho’s eyes would always light up as you and the girl would talk
and when she leaves
minho would ask for your opinion
but you always answered the same
“my opinion doesn’t matter, go date who you want to.”
and minho would always response the same
he pouts
you don’t know why either
but you would always just find a problem
in
each
and
every
girl
he
dates
one was kinda mean
one was possessive of minho
one eats loudly (do that in front of me and i’ll kick you to mars)
one was too snobby
one was too shy
and everytime
it’s always the girl who breaks up with him
and everytime you ask him, he would response the same
“we just don’t click” and then minho would smile
and here you are now, in jisung’s dorm
ranting on him about a girl minho is now currently dating
you sat on his computer chair as he sat on his bed
you were a bit shrunk down
arms resting on the armrest
on thumb on your teeth as you looked at the ground
“are you sure she’s the problem?” jisung asks
you looked up at him, an eyebrow raised in confusion
“who else would be? minho? minho does nothing but to please the girl. it was irritating to watch. i could slap the hell out of her.” you said
you weren’t a war freak
but with minho, you could go into war just for him
jisung chuckles. “not minho.” jisung says and then he points at you
“me?!” you said. “why me?”
jisung smiles, “how the hell do you manage to find a problem in each and every girl minho dates?” jisung asks. “i mean, so far the most stupid i’ve heard from you was the girl was too kind. seriously, y/n.”
“but it was true! she was too kind, it’s too irritating. and when you look at her do her good deeds, it doesn’t even seem sincere.” you ranted, glaring at the ground
jisung looks at you. “are you hearing yourself?”
“obviously,” you said, rolling your eyes
jisung giggles. “seriously, y/n. think about it. how the hell do you manage to find a problem on each and every single girl that minho dates?”
you sigh, looking at the ceiling
“i just want someone who would treat minho right. i want someone who deserves him.” you said
“and what kind of girl is that?” jisung asks
“the opposite of the girls he dated.” you answered, looking at him
“you?” jisung says and you just stared at him
“what are you implying?” you asked
“that you’re in love with your best friend.” jisung says
you stared at jisung, silence falling the atmosphere as jisung only smiles at you
you were unable to speak
you never thought of that
but no, you’re not in love with your best friend
you’re just shocked that jisung would assume that
the silent atmosphere was mixed with a tension
you don’t know what to say
you don’t know what to do
“HELLO, JISUNG!” hyunjin greets as he slams the door open
you blinked twice, standing up as you picked your wallet and phone from the computer desk
“oh, hi, y/n.” hyunjin greets with a grin. “what are you talking about? minho again?”
there are times when hyunjin would be with you and jisung when talking about minho
and being honest, jisung and hyunjin were the ones who you trusted the most
other than minho
but mainly about the minho fiasco
hyunjin and jisung looked at each other
jisung smiling at hyunjin and then hyunjin gets it
“oh, finally realized that you’re in love with minho?” hyunjin asked
and you grabbed a pillow from jisung’s bed, throwing it at hyunjin
“i’m not in love with minho. ew.” you said, dramtically shuddering
“deny it all you want, everyone could see it, love.” hyunjin says, winking at you
jisung laughs and you lightly punch jisung on the arm
“i’ll be going now.” you said with a sigh
“good night, y/n.” jisung says
“good night, mrs. lee—i mean, ms. y/l/n.” hyunjin teasingly said
you punched hyunjin on his arm as you past by him
he dramatically falls on his bed, clutching on his arm
“ouch!” hyunjin shrieked
“good night, boys. thank you.” you said
“anytime.” jisung says as he stands up and tackles hyunjin on the bed
you giggle lightly as you closed the door of their dorm
you turn to the direction of your dorm
and you immediately plopped into your bed since you were on your pajamas already before you left to go to jisung’s and hyunjin’s
you thought to yourself as you lay there
are you really in love with your best friend?
you shuddered at the thought and turned to your side
you see the cat plushie minho gave you on your birthday
you sigh as you hugged it
you close your eyes as jisung’s word repeated again and again in your head
“are you sure she’s the problem?”
nonetheless, you let slumber take you
for weeks you watched minho go around, pleasing the girl
you could see right through minho that he gets irritated by it
but still he faced you with a smile
you were mad
what riled you up the most is when you and minho were having lunch together and she rudely went up to minho to force him to do her homework because she has to go out tonight
i repeat, force
not ask
you see minho look at her blankly
you trust minho enough to know his self-worth
“i can’t,” minho says. “i have my own homework.”
“so? do it both.” she says and minho rolls his eyes
“i can’t. i have a lot on my plate right now.” minho calmly says and she rolls her eyes
“have a lot on your plate?” she repeats and then she turns to you. “why do you keep hanging out with her—looking time to hang out with her if you ‘have a lot on your plate’?”
“not here.” minho grits as he shakes his head
minho’s girlfriend rolls her eyes and leaves the both of you
you were stunned, but you were so irritated
you could feel minho’s eyes on you but you looked down at your food
“i swear, she used to be nice when we first started dating.” minho says, probably read through you that you were getting mad
“i’m not mad at you, don’t worry.” you said and a sigh leaves your lips
“i don’t even understand. she used to be really nice.” minho says with a sigh
“i never saw it.” you admitted and minho looks at you
“when you introduced me to her, all you did was try and please her so she wouldn’t get pissed or something. i knew it from the very start.” you said and minho nods
“why didn’t you say anything?” minho asks
“i told you, it’s your life. date who you wanna date.” you said. “you probably must’ve seen something in her that i didn’t.”
it was the first time you voiced out to minho that you have a problem with his girlfriend
should you tell him about the past ones as well?
eh, it doesn’t matter
minho nods, understanding your point of view
later that night, you crashed once again in hyunjin’s and jisung’s dorm
“just admit it, y/n.” jisung says. “you’re in love with your best friend.”
“i don’t have anything to admit because that is not how i feel.” you said and hyunjin snickers
“i never heard any other problem from but minho.” hyunjin says and you stare at him
“well, he’s my best friend.” you said with a pout
“whom you’re in love with.” jisung says and you sigh, shaking your head
then your phone dings
you look down to see minho messaged
“can we hang out? are you in your dorm?”
you immediately stood up from jisung’s computer chair
hyunjin’s and jisung’s eyes on you
but you stopped your movements
you stare at minho’s message, then towards you, particularly at nothing
“what is it, y/n?” hyunjin asks
and then another ding
“hey, where are you? i’m outside your dorm.”
most likely, it’s another breakup
you would lie to yourself when you say that you’re not tired of it anymore
you’d always run to your dorm just to see if minho’s alright
you’d always drop everything that you’re doing just for minho
even if he just woke you up at 3 in the morning
you typed a reply, hitting send as you sat back on jisung’s chair
“i’m sorry, i can’t, min. :( i’m in my friend’s dorm. she needs help with something.”
if you were being honest, you’d always drop any friend that needs your help just to go to minho
you locked your phone, putting it in silent mode as you placed it on jisung’s desk behind you
you turned to hyunjin and jisung who were curious at your sudden movements
“so how have you guys been?” you asked them
“what happened, y/n?” jisung asks
“nothing, it’s just, hyunjin’s right.” you said and hyunjin raises an eyebrow. “enough about minho, enough about me. how are you two?”
hyunjijn and jisung looked at each other with doubt in their eyes
but they thought it was good for you to take your mind off of minho, too
so, they talked
“i woke up with a big lizard on my head.” jisung answers
the next morning you found out his girlfriend broke up with minho
it was the best for minho anyway
you hung out less with minho
but you still reserved lunch for him
but that was it
but it was also very hard
when minho happens to bump into you during your vacant
the thing you hate the most is most of your vacant is his as well
you only have one vacant that didn’t much with minho’s
so, you saved those time slots for minho
vacant periods and lunch
,,,,, and weekends
it was hard to avoid minho
you don’t even know why are you avoiding minho
so here you two are
saturday night after you both went around town to forget all the stress that college gives
you and minho were laying on your bed, bodies facing each other with an arm underneath your head, same with minho
watching three stooges
minho giggles loudly at one scene
“i remembered when you and i were messing around and then suddenly your index and middle fingers were coming for my eyes. i really thought you were going to hit my eyes.” minho says with his giggles that you love so much, your heartstrings tugging
what
“i got the trick from this movie.” you informed him and minho hums
“remember when i put chili in your—“
your eyes shifted on minho, seeing him with eyes close
breathing even
he was probably tired
he was the one who asked you to go out with him
but you were the one who got excited and drag him everywhere
minho was sleeping peacefully, the tv’s dim light was enough for you to see minho’s sharp features
unconsciously, but gently your fingers ran through his features
your fingers stayed longer on his lips
then your move your hand to his hair, brushing it back, revealing his forehead
he was fucking beautiful
you wanted to appreciate him, litter kisses all over his face as you cup his cheeks on your hands
but he wasn’t yours to appreciate
wait, fuck
oh, no
you are in love with your best friend
you woke up, eyes fluttering open
how,,,
did,,,
you,,,
end,,,
up,,,
in,,,
minho’s,,,
arms ???
minho’s arm underneath your neck, your head pressed on the crook of his neck
minho’s other arm around your frame, your arm was over his torso and your legs underneath the cover were tangled with each other
only two things could be heard in this very quiet morning
(1) minho’s quiet snores
(2) your pounding heart against your ribcage
it wasn’t that you and minho never cuddled
you did, a freaking lot
but there was something in this very cuddle session
it’s probably because of the feelings that you’ve discovered last night
fuck it
you closed your eyes, snuggles further into minho’s touch
you should just drink these moments up and savor it while it lasts
because you know you’ll never have minho likes this just because you want to
because just like that, minho belongs to someone
but that someone is not you
for what felt like minutes, when in reality an hour and half passed
minho finally woke up
you immediately untangled your body from minho’s pretending you were still asleep and you just moved to the other side
you kept your eyes close as you felt minho stretch his arms and limbs
“y/n?” minho groggily calls and you feel minho’s hand on your shoulder
minho looks at you and sighs
soon, you felt minho pulling away but his head lays on the curve of your body
minho stares at the ceiling, not knowing what to do
until he hears and feels your stomach grumble
minho giggles, turning to you again
“hey, wake up.” minho says as he lightly shakes you
actually, you were just partially pretending to sleep
because you’re actually getting sleepy again
you groaned
“come on, you’re hungry.” minho says, grabbing your wrist
minho’s hand come under your waist, lifting your upper body up so you would sit
then you opened your eyes
“eeeeeeh, minhoooooooooo,” you whined, a pout finding it’s way on your lips
minho chuckles
you don’t know if you were still sleepy and it was just your imagination
or it really did happen
but you think you saw minho almost lean in to kiss your lips
“wake up or i’m throwing you.” minho says and you stick your tongue out to him
“come on, let’s get breakfast. i’ll pay.” minho says and you whine louder
minho sighs, a soft smile displaying on his lips as he sat on your bed, pulling you into his lap as he tucks your head in his neck
you frown a bit as you felt your heart pound loudly again
minho’s hand come up on your arm, running up and down
fuck feelings
you pull away from minho smiling at him as you stood up
you fixed your hair and grabbed your phone
“you go have breakfast,” you said as you opened your phone to see the time. “i remember i promise a friend i’ll help with a project around 8 in the morning and it’s now 9.”
minho pouts, but nods as he stands up
“you’re not replacing me with that friend, are you?” minho says as he lightly pinches your cheek with his index and middle finger in a teasing manner but you could see the fear in his eyes
you shook your head. “never, minho.” you said with a soft smile
minho returns the smile, believing you
so you put your phone on your desk, going inside the bathroom to brush your teeth
luckily you have an extra so minho brushes his teeth as well
yes hygiene first
after, you grabbed your phone from your desk and wallet from your bag as minho grabs his things
you both went out of your dorm as you locked it
“bye, y/n,” minho says and he kisses your forehead
that’s the first time
it was probably because of the domestic-y theme you had since you both woke up
“bye, minho,” you said and starts walking to the opposite direction as you
you started to walk but you stopped, turning around
“min?” you called and minho turns around with a smile on his face, never leaving
his smile was contagious
you love it
“you know you’re my number one.” you said, smiling as you lightly tilt your to the side
minho chuckles, grinning at the ground
“and you know you’re mine.” minho says
you grin, extending your arm, pointing your index finger at him and winked at him
minho does the same and you turn around to go to your friend
which turned out to be jisung and hyunjin
yes, you lied to minho
because frankly, as much as you want, you don’t think you’re gonna last any longer with him acting like that
you arrived in front of jisung’s and hyunjin’s dorm, you knocked loudly
you waited and for another that passed no one answered
you knocked again, this time not stopping until it opens
when the door opens, it revealed a sleepy hyunjin
eyes half closed, hair ruffle with one ponytail to keep his bangs up
“what are you doing so early in the morning?” hyunjin mumbles
jisung groans as he presses his face into the pillow
“you two wanna get breakfast with me?” you said and hyunjin looks at jisung
jisung nods and stands up
“we’ll just go get change.” hyunjin says
“eh, don’t bother.” you said. “i’m in my pj’s, too.”
“yeah, everyone walks around in their pj’s. we’re in a compound of a university, no one will judge.” jisung agrees as he goes to the bathroom to probably brush his teeth
hyunjin whines and you roll your eyes
“you still look good even though you just got out of bed, jin.” you said
“r-really?” hyunjin asks and you look at him
he shoots a wink and you flick his forehead
classic drama queen, hwang hyunjin presses a palm on his forehead as he groans in pain
“yah—jisung, have you seen that?” hyunjin says as he momentarily looks at jisung’s way
you lightly giggle
a ghost of smile on hyunjin’s lips as he turns around from you to go brush his teeth
soon, the three of you strolled around the university’s compound
settling for a vintage dinner
as you can see i really love vintage lmao
just as you expected, the customers were students that are in their pj’s as well
you settled in one booth, hyunjin beside you and jisung across you
you all ordered and soon the food was on your table
“so, how’s the date with the boyfriend?” jisung asks in a teasing manner
“it was not a date and he is most certainly not my boyfriend.” you answered and pouted
“what’s with the pout?” hyunjin asks and your eyes remain on your lap
“you guys were right.” you mumbled
“with?”
“i’m in love with him.” you mumbled and you looked up at the two boys who just stared at each other
pretty soon jisung is sliding a cash towards hyunjin
“what’s that?” you asked
“i won,” hyunjin grins and jisung rolls his eyes
“with?” you asked
“we had a bet about you,” jisung says
“about?”
“how long will it take for you to admit it.” hyunjin answers
and you looked at them back and forth
“you made a bet about me?!” you exclaimed
and they both snort
“that’s okay,” hyunjin says
“you make bets about me, too.” jisung says
“and me.” hyunjin adds
you looked at them in disgust, jokingly
“so, tell us what happened.” jisung says
and so you did
everything that happened from last night up to earlier this morning
they both listened attentively
“he feels the same way.” hyunjin says after you told them the whole story
jisung nods, agreeing
“don’t be silly.” you said
“there are times when i see you with minho but you two seemed to be enjoying with just the two of you that’s why i never greet you when you’re with him.” jisung says
“shut up, we’re just really that close.” you said
“when you two are talking and then you both start to laugh, minho randomly grabbing your hand and lightly tugging at it excitedly?” hyunjin points out
“holding your hand when walking together?” jisung points out
“randomly hugging you out of nowhere as if he never saw you for thousands of years?”
“having his arm around you when crossing the road?”
“he never gets tired of you, too.”
“he’s also really clingy of you.”
“well, i’m clingy, too!” you defended
“but he can never stay away from you.” jisung says. “stop denying it, y/n.”
“but why is he dating other girls?” you asked
“that’s what you need to find out.” hyunjin says. “confront him before it’s late again.”
ever since hyunjin and jisung pointed things out
you realized, minho really is touchy towards you
but it wasn’t the kind where you get uncomfortable
it’s the kind where it makes you feel safe
but it always left you wanting for more
he wasn’t even like that with his girlfriends
just with you
for months, it went like that
minho didn’t introduce you to any girl for 3 months
you’re surprised yourself, but you know it’s not going to last long
and you know that when the time comes, it’s going to hurt this time
“hey, you okay?” the boy in your thoughts coming to life as he takes the seat across you
you only stared at him, cheek on palm, arm supporting your head, elbow on the table
so minho mimics you
you sigh and minho pouts
“hey,” minho says, reaching a hand out to your elbow. “you okay?”
you nod, dropping your hand to the table and minho is quick to catch it
he massages your hand and you smile at him
“what is it?” minho asks, his voice full of concern but still it makes you feel safe
“nothing, they just gave a lot of homework and it pissed me off.” you lied with a giggle
minho smiles, nodding
“i can help you if you want.” minho offers as he puts your hand softly on the table
“it’s okay,” you said. “the deadline is not even tomorrow.”
minho nods and you both let the comfortable silence take you in
you were lost in thought once more about the boy in front of you
you suddenly flinched when a cat jumped beside you
but you relaxed soon, patting the soft head of the feline
minho smiles at you as you got entertained with the feline
then you suddenly looked up, seeing hyunjin
you suddenly raised your other hand to wave at him with a grin on your face
hyunjin waves lightly, shooting you a wink as he gestured towards minho
you stuck your tongue out to him and he puckers his lips lightly as he giggles to himself
you smile as you watched hyunjin turn his back to you and walk to where he’s supposed to
“who was he?” minho asks, but you failed to notice the reluctance in his tone to ask
“hyunjin.” you answered as you kept on petting the feline
“hwang hyunjin?” minho asks and you nod. “you two seem close.”
“we are!” you said with a smile, but your focus is still on the cat
“how?”
“he’s my friend’s roommate.” you answered. “you know, my friend jisung?”
“oh.” minho says
you failed to notice how minho’s smile immediately wipe out of his face when you waved enthusiastically at hyunjin
when minho saw hyunjin wink at you
minho was just :|
was hyunjin flirting with you? minho could only sigh as he looks down, lost in his thoughts
you knew there was something wrong with minho
he wasn’t as teasing anymore
he isn’t as smiley as he was
he isn’t as jokeful as he was
it felt like he was a whole new person
even though he never stopped hanging out with you, it felt like he wasn’t really hanging out with you
for a week, it felt like you were hanging with someone else and not minho
you just didn’t want to pry him into telling you with what’s happening
so you let him be for now
but after two days, you just can’t function properly without minho
by lunch, you immediately went straight to the cafeteria
you see minho in your usual seat
you were walking up to him
but you halted when you see a girl slid in on the seat you would always sit on
minho’s eyes lit up, smile wide as he looks at the girl
just great
it
hurt
so
bad
did minho purposely avoid you and have dated another girl without telling you?
he would always tell you about it even if they’re just a minute into the relationship
why was minho even avoiding you?
“y/n!” someone called and you turned around
with the call of your name, minho’s attention was grabbed
his eyes immediately were on you and the guy who called you
you looked down, as you looked at the books that your arms were hugging
you looked up to see hyunjin who had a wide smile
but it was immediately wiped out
“why-why are you crying?” hyunjin stutters and you immediately have a hand reaching to the corner of your eye
you were crying
hyunjin’s gaze shifted on what you were possibly looking at
then, he locks eyes with minho
hyunjin sees the girl who confusedly looked at minho and then follows minho’s gaze
hyunjin immediately grabs your books and grabs your wrist, dragging you somewhere
you see hyunjin heading for the dorms
and soon enough, hyunjin was opening the door of their dorm
hyunjin put your books on his bed, taking his phone out immediately to text jisung
after 15 minutes max, jisung enters the dorm and was quick to see you on his computer chair
“what happened?” jisung asks
“i just saw y/n crying and then when i looked at where she was looking before i came, i saw minho with another girl.” hyunjin explains
“i’ve anticipated it and prepared myself for it, but it just hurts so bad.” you said as you looked away from your friends
hyunjin and jisung slowly comes to you
“i was so confused when he became distant the week before, i was gonna go to him when i saw her sit with him.” you continued and they looked at you with sympathy
you pouted, tears streaming down your face as you think of minho with that girl
“l-let’s go out,” jisung stutters, not sure if it’s a great idea. “we don’t have classes anymore, do we?”
you and hyunjin shook your heads
“let’s take minho off that pretty mind of yours.”
it…
was..
the..
worst..
everything
and i mean, everything reminded you of minho
everything that you two used to do
the arcade
you and minho would always play rock paper scissors on who would pay
the movie theater
you and minho would always go to it, but one of you would always end up sleeping
the samgyupsal places
you and minho have eaten in each and every samgyupsal place in town already
the ktv
every song that hyunjin and jisung selected were the songs minho would always yell sing his heart out to
hyunjin and jisung came into conclusion that going out was: useless
you, hyunjin and jisung were walking back to the dorms
when you passed by a convenient store
“hey,” you weakly said and they both looked at you
“you wanna grab some soju?” you asked them
it’s a saturday tomorrow anyway
,,,,,there’s no minho that would hang out with you
the thought of it makes you wanna curl up in a ball
right here, right now
hyunjin and jisung nods
and the three of you enter the convenient store to buy bottles of soju
luckily, you were bringing a large ass bag
so you were able to hide it as you entered the university
you said you would just go to your dorm to change into your pajamas
jisung offered to go with you
so you both went to your dorm
you changed into your pj’s and an oversized shirt
,,,,,which was minho’s
but jisung and hyunjin didn’t have to know that :)
you grabbed the cat plushie on your bed and jisung offers to bring the bag of soju
you both went to their dorm
then you waited for hyunjin and jisung as they changed into their own pj’s
they got some snacks
and then you three had finally had the first shot of the night, bumping your shot glasses with each other’s
you three talked about the most random things
a shot became two, then became three, then finally you don’t even remember anymore
you, hyunjin and jisung fell asleep on the floor
you woke up with your head pounding, a knocking on the door making it worse
you, hyunjin and jisung were on the floor, circling around the bottles of soju
one arm was hugging your cat plushie
other arm was extended with your hand holding your phone
then the knocking started again
you winced, the pounding of your head getting worse than ever
jisung and hyunjin groaning
hyunjin rolled underneath his bed while jisung grabbed the pillow under his head and covered his head with it, trying to block the noise
you stood up, eyes squinting as you dropped your phone and plushie on the ground
you walked up to the door
your hand reached to the door knob, unlocking it and opening the door
minho was standing on the other side and before you could even process it was him, you were turning around to walk to hyunjin’s bed, thinking it was just jisung’s and hyunjin’s friend
you turn your head back as you realized it was minho
then you turned to him full body
“minho,” you mumbled. “what are you doing here?”
“we need to talk.” minho says.
“about?” you mumbled as you leaned on the door, hands playing with the doorknob
if only you and minho weren’t on a serious situation right now, he most definitely thinks that you’re cute
“the message you sent me.” minho answers and your eyebrows scrunch in confusion
you looked at your friends and then back to minho
wait, oh no
“jisung, hyunjin,” you called and the two giggled in a drunk way. “i’m giving the two of you an advice and that is, never fall in love.”
“does it hurt?” hyunjin says as he rests his head on your lap
“it does!” you giggled and jisung pouts at you as he pats your head as if you’re a dog
“i’m thinking,” jisung says
“that’s not good,” hyunjin teases as he gets off of your lap and you giggle
“the three of us should get a shared house, then y/n wouldn’t have to go back and forth to her dorm and ours.” jisung says and you clap, nodding
“yes! yes! let’s just stay together.” you said
“but you would leave your best friend all alone!” hyunjin says with a pout on his lips. “minho, right? yeah! at least say goodbye to him.”
“are we moving tomorrow already?” you asked and hyunjin shrugs, giggling
“let’s!” jisung says. “go say goodbye to minho, y/n!”
“okay!” you said
“pour everything! tell him how you feel and all.” hyunjin giggles and you grab your phone, stumbling over a bit
you dialed minho’s never that even despite you were inebriated, you still memorize it
you lay on your back, hugging the cat plushie on your arm
other hand is pressing the phone against your ear
you scoffed, “voicemail.”
“minho! my best friend. i just called to say that i will be moving tomorrow with my friends, jisung and hyunjin! it would be rude if i don’t say goodbye to my best friend which is you!” you giggled
even a dumb person would know that you’re drunk
“but i would like to confess, too. i am so in love with you. it hurts so bad to see you with that girl earlier today. i would always tell you that my opinion doesn’t matter, go date who you want, but honestly, i never, ever liked any single girl you’ve went out with.
“one is too rude, the other too possessive, the other one was too kind, the other one did nothing but still, i don’t like her! i didn’t even know why. that was until jisung and hyunjin told me that i am in love with you.
“i denied it at first, but when we were watching three stooges and you fell asleep, my heart beat so loud, i thought you were going to wake up on how loud it was. i realized then that i was in love with you from the very start.
“you know, if only you asked me out a long time ago, you probably wouldn’t have gone through lots of heartbreaks as you did. i would’ve tried to be the perfect girlfriend for you. i would never do anything to hurt you, you know. your last girlfriend was too rude. it was honestly irritating to watch you go around and please her.
“don’t feel guilty, though. you’re still my best friend, but i have to keep my distance from you for now.” by now, tears were streaming down your face. a soft sob left your lips and you clamped your hand over your mouth as you sob
“i’m so in love with you.” you continued. “but i’ll try to be over it as soon as possible. i hope your new girl treat you well. remember, you’re my number one, always.
“good night, minho.” you said and ended your voicemail.
you cuddled with your plushie and hid your face on it as tears streamed down
you feel jisung patting your head and hyunjin on your legs
you clamped your hand over your mouth, pushing the door, slamming it on minho’s face as you remembered everything last night
you sigh, putting your hands over your face
fuck, fuck, fuck, you fucked up big time
jisung and hyunjin groaned loudly but you didn’t care right now
“y/n, please, we have to talk.” minho says and you turn your back on the door, leaning against it
your hands on your face, frustrated as you don’t know what to do
“how’d you know i was here?” you asked
“i went to your dorm, but when you weren’t answering, i used the spare key you gave me and you weren’t there and i came here only to ask them where you are, but here you are.” minho answered
you feel like crying again
how could you be so stupid?
“minho, please, go away.” you said
“no, let’s talk about this. we have to talk about this.” minho says
“i don’t want to.” you said
“i’m not going away, y/n.” minho says
you pull your hands away to see jisung looking at you
“who is it?” jisung asks as he stands up
“minho,” you said and jisung walks up to you, grabbing your shoulders and rubbing them comfortingly
“y/n, please, let’s talk.” minho says and frankly, you could hear the desperation in his tone
“not now, please.” you said and minho sighs
“please?” minho mumbles
you shook your head, looking up at jisung
jisung’s eyes screams that you need to talk to him
“y/n, you have to.” jisung says
“but i don’t want to.”
“running away is not going to fix this.” jisung says as he grabs your shoulder, pulling you forward as he opens the door
he shoots minho a smile, which minho gratefully returns
“jisung, please,” you said
“y/n, talk to him.” jisung says and you shake your head. “he’s your best friend, what could go wrong?”
everything. minho could dump you and throw your whole friendship away
as if reading your mind, jisung says, “you’re important to him, he won’t throw your friendship out of the window just like that. okay? do what you should’ve done a long time ago. talk to him.” jisung says
your shoulders slump, giving up as jisung lets go of your shoulders
jisung pushes you gently of the door and smiles at you
he closes the door and you look at the ground
then, you felt minho turning you around to face him
he wraps you in his arms, placing your head on his neck
“i could never do that, you know.” minho mumbles and you just let him be
you didn’t move, you didn’t speak
you wanted him to go first
“you’re an idiot, y’know?” minho mumbles and you sigh, nodding. “she’s not my girlfriend, dummy.” minho says. “i don’t even know who she is, she was just asking if she could share the table and i agreed, i don’t want to be rude.”
“then why were you so distant these days?” you mumbled
minho pulls away and looks at you
“wanna know the real reason of my breakups?” minho asks and you sighed, nodding. “they kept on making me choose between them and you, naturally, i would’ve picked you.”
you looked down. “you know, if you really genuinely liked them, you could’ve just picked them and talk to me, i would’ve understood, y’know.” you mumbled
“listen,” minho says with a light laugh, cupping your cheeks as he made you look up at him. “the recent one hit me the most, though.”
“why?”
“she told me to stop dating everyone if my heart belongs to you.” minho says and you looked at him in pure confusion. “it won’t click if i keep on forcing myself to like someone else knowing it was you all along.
“for years, i kept on dropping hints that i’ve liked you for so long until it became deeper. but you didn’t seem to notice, so i started to date other girls because you only see me as a best friend and nothing more.
“but i was stupid, too. i thought you and hyunjin were flirting with each other and i got jealous that’s why i got distant.”
stupid minho, stupid you
equally stupid
“i’m sorry for hurting you all this time, y/n.” minho says and you look into his eyes as he looks into yours. “give me a chance and i promise i will never ever hurt you.”
“i’m sorry, too,” you said. “for being stupid.”
“that’s okay, i was, too.” minho says as he lightly laughs
you wrap your arms around his waist and minho kisses your forehead.
“so, what do you say?” minho asks. “will you be my girlfriend or should we go through another phase of denying our feelings?”
you giggle, looking down as a blush crept through your cheeks
“i think the best option is the first one.” you said as you look up at him and smile
minho looks at you as he places his hand on the your lower back
“can’t resist your number one, can’t you?” minho says teasingly as he looks at you with a smile
he shoots you a wink and you chuckle
“you really don’t know how wink, do you?” you teased and minho rolls his eyes
“can we please focus on more important things like me flirting with you?” minho asks and you laughed
“get to the part where you ask me if you can kiss me!” you said with a giggle and minho tries his best not to laugh, but he still grins at you widely
“well, can i kiss you?” minho asks and you nod
“by all means, go.” you said and minho leans in
you stare into his eyes as he gets closer
when he was an inch close, he pulls away
“are you sure?” minho asks, teasing you
“yes, now hurry up!” you said with a frown
minho leans in again, when your breath mingles
“are you really sure about this?” minho whispers
“more than anything,” you whispered back as you place a peck on his lips
minho smiles, looking at your lips as he dives in for a breathtaking kiss that you’ve been waiting to have
you pulled away lightly, your lips still brushing against his
but minho whines
you chuckle and minho takes the reins, not being able to take your teasing
minho kisses you on the lips, smiling against your lips as you do to
and soon, you two are grinning, making it hard to kiss
you look into minho’s eyes, smiling
“you really do hold the universe in your eyes.” you say as you have hand running up and down soothingly on minho’s back
“that’s your reflection, babe.”
omg, i hope that wasn’t so bad i was so scared to post this. thank you for reading, i hope you like it :(( uwu <3
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O Mama Don't You Cry - Zach Werenski
Notes: look its not a smut for once (and ima wait on a few smuts, write a few non-smuts for you all then post bc :) ) but yeah, here’s a sUPER cute Zach Werenski one and its a lil fluffy with a bit of a grumpy zach so be excited!! also i feel like my titles have nothing to do with the story and im sorry
Warnings: Mentions of underage drinking
Mentions: Dylan Larkin, Jack Eichel, Auston Matthews, Noah Hanifin, Charlie McAvoy, a few more
Requested By @werenzki (also check out her imagines bc if you have time to binge-read, would definitely recommend!!): I'd love who when the reader is at some party or something and she's interested in zach werenski but he thinks she's into Dylan Larkin so he gets sort of awkward and jealous but by the end of the night she turns her attention to Zach and it's all cute and stuff..
Up Next: idk its a surprise y’all
“You take advantage of me and my semi-attractive friends and I don’t appreciate it, (Y/N).”
“Oh shut up, Dyl.”
Growing up with Dylan Larkin meant two things specifically. One, his parents basically thought you hung the moon, dealing with their son on an everyday, almost twenty-four-seven basis. Two, you always managed to secure yourself an invite to the best possible USA hockey parties, and thankfully, those parties were always littered with free booze, free food and very very good looking boys.
“So, what are we gonna do tonight (Y/N)?” Dylan looked over at you, a sarcastic look evident in his eyes. “We’re gonna drink all the booze we can find and flirt with the cutest guys. Then we’re going to embarrass Jack about how much he loves McDav-”
“Or we’re gonna take you home and then you can see the party from Snapchat?”
You loved the kid like a brother, but Dylan Larkin was the epitome of a party pooper. D-boss himself always found a way to put a damper on your fun, especially when it came to your terrorizing of the Sabres player.
“Also, there’s gonna be a bunch of new kids there tonight, some you haven’t met, so don’t offend anyone.” Turning another corner, the cooler in the back making a loud bang as the alcohol inside rolled around. “Like?”
“Um, Matthews, McAvoy, Werenski, a few others I think.”
“Werenski’s the one that finished the season with the cute little purple bruise on his eye right?” You could almost remember the game vividly, the American teen taking a puck off the face from Phil Kessel had everyone around you scrunching up in sympathetic pain.
Raising an eyebrow at you, Dylan nodded his head, “Yeah… the little purple bruise.”
Pulling up outside a house, the two of you looked at your surroundings. There were a few cars, not that many, and it didn’t look like a lot of people had arrived yet. “Pretty dead for a 4th of July party, Larks.”
“Boys told me to come early, said if I wanted a parking spot it’d be the best option. Also said they wanted you there early so they could get early dibs.”
“Oh fuck you, Dylan.”
It didn’t take long for the place to fill up. Plenty of familiar and unfamiliar faces were sat all around you. You were basically glued to Dylan’s side, though, due to his ‘worry’ that you would end up terrorizing someone and getting kicked out for being rude.
“I literally just wanna tell Jack his hair looks extra ugly and Philadelphia-like today.”
“And I literally just want you to not do that so we both don’t get kicked out for offending the actual host of the party.”
Just as you were about to retort, a few semi-familiar faces appeared in front of the two of you. You had met Auston a few times, the Leafs player often frequented these parties, and you were pretty sure you recognized the guy beside him and your thoughts were confirmed when Dylan screeched his name into your ear.
“Werenski! Look at that ugly mug. Plastic surgery in the future to fix the beauty of a save you made?”
“Still better looking than you, D-boss.”
They did their bro-hug thing, while Auston turned towards you, a smirk on his face. “So who called dibs today, (Y/N)? Heard Hanifin may’ve gotten the first call.”
“I’ve actually decided to call dibs on Dylan over here, thought it’d be best if we just appeased our parents wishes and I popped out a few Larkin babies. I’m hoping for twins, right dear?” Dylan looked at you in mild disgust at the thought of procreating with you.
“Anyways, (Y/N), this is Zach. Zach, (Y/N).”
The man in questioned leaned forward to shake your hand, right as you moved in for a hug, leaving the two of you at an awkward stance. It took a beat before he opened his arms for an awkward hug. “It’s uh… nice to meet you, (Y/N). I’ve heard a lot of things.”
“Trashy things, I’m sure.”
The Blue Jacket looked embarrassed as he stumbled over his words, his two USA teammates looking on in mild amusement. “No I uh… just that you’re a cool chick and stuff.”
His stumbling of words and awkward demeanour made you internally swoon, he was seriously a cutie. Even if he couldn’t form full sentences in one try.
“Yo, I want you to meet a few more people.” Dylan tugged on your hand, as you gave an awkward wave to Auston and Zach while allowing your best friend to pull you away from the conversation.
“So Werenski’s a real cutie.”
Dylan shook his head, a silent laugh etched on his face, “You’d destroy the poor guy, but I think he thinks the same, man couldn’t even keep up one full sentence near ya. I’ve never seen him like that.”
“So, (Y/N), huh?”
Auston Matthews looked at the Jackets defensemen in confusion, “Yeah, what about her?”
“Are her and Larkin… like a thing?” He was seriously hoping the answer was an affirmative no, but the look on Auston’s face told him otherwise.
“No ones really sure. She never goes home with any of the guys here, and she only ever comes with Dylan and leaves with Dylan. Some people think they’re secretly a thing, others think she’s secretly fucking some baseball player from Las Vegas. No one knows. Don’t worry about it dude, she’ll never go for you anyways.”
Thanks for the encouragement, Matts.
He secretly glowered at the couple in question, as you threw your head back in laughter at something Dylan had said. He wasn’t allowed to be jealous, he had just met you for fuck sakes! It didn’t help that you looked gorgeous and your hair was perfect and the shorts you were wearing showed off all your curves and your long as fuck legs and he really needed to get over this before things got awkward.
“Your crush is glaring over at us.” Dylan stated, pressing the cold beer into your hand which you greedily accepted.
“My crush?”
“Zach.”
You turned in the direction Dylan was looking, only to make eye contact with the man. He quickly diverted his attention to something else, a small tint of rosy red going up his neck. “I think he likes you. Go talk to him.”
“He thinks y'all are a thing.” Auston stated from behind you, a small grin on his face. “And why does he think that?”
“Cause I told him that you’re basically a thing, fun to fuck with him sometimes.”
Silently shaking your head in laughter, you stood up and handed the beer back to Dylan, walking over to the empty seat beside Zach. “Is this seat taken?”
Looking up at you in shock, he awkwardly shook his head and gestured for you to take it.
“You look pretty lonely over here. Very grumpy an’ all. I know you got a puck to the eye a few months ago, but come on, smile a little.” You nudged him jokingly, pumping your fists internally when it did bring a smile to his face.
“Did the happy posse send you over here to make me look like I secretly don’t wanna kill Matts for dragging me here?” He questioned, a small tint in his eye that you couldn’t place.
“What, you don’t like these fun as fuck parties, hosted by our favourite ginger, Jack Eichel?”
Shrugging his shoulders, he looking around the room with a raised eyebrow, “There’s so many puck bunnies here, I think my bank accounts already draining. I hate the people he invites, sometimes. But seriously, did they send you over here?”
Immediately shaking your head, “Nah, couldn’t leave a cute guy like you to sit all by yourself. Especially with all these girls around, I wanted to be the first to call dibs, ya know? Girls gotta let her inner bunny out every now and then.”
Laughing at your own joke, Zach looked at you in confusion. “Dibs?”
“It’s a running joke between all of us. Every time I get invited to one of these parties, they always tell Larks to bring me early so whoever comes early can call dibs. This time, I get to be the one to call it.”
Nudging his side with a wink, you moved back into the cushions, getting yourself comfier. “Oh, so you and Larks… like… aren’t like… actually gonna have twins and stuff?”
A large bust of laughter burst from your throat. You tried to contain it as quickly as possible, which only had you gripping your sides in silent pain. “Oh my god, no! Ew, never! Dylan’s literally the brother I never wanted. Ew.”
You saw Zach let whatever chip was on his shoulder fall off, as his body let the tension roll off and a larger smile appear on his face. “Oh.”
“Why?”
“It’s just that I like thought you were super cute and um… I didn’t really wanna like um… make you uncomfortable and piss Larks off and uh… yeah.” He subconsciously scratched at his chin, an awkward grin plastered across his face.
“Oh my god, were you glaring because you were jealous?”
“No! I uh… I wasn’t glaring. My eye makes it look like I’m glaring but-”
“Your eyesight wasn’t fucked up dumbass, this is pathetic. Just tell her you think she’s hot and ask her to have twins with you instead. Or on a date. Both work. You’ll end up practicing for the twins after the date anyways.” The host of the party interrupted your conversation, his ginger hair clashing with his red and blue outfit, his outburst also attracting half the party to your conversation.
“Jack! Just who I’ve been wanting to see! Your hairs ugly, and it’s such a shame you couldn’t wait out in your draft year, you already lost to McDavid so you should’ve given the world some justice and let Philly take you so you could’ve matched their jerseys with that ugly mop of hair on your head, sweetie.”
Glowering at you, Jack ignored your words and raised an eyebrow at the man beside you. “Well, you gonna ask her out or not?”
“Yeah, ask her out Werenski!” Dylan yelled from the other side of the room, which induced the multiple repetitions from a bunch of other surrounding people.
Ignoring them, Zach gestured to the currently half-empty backyard. “Wanna go out back?”
Nodding your head, he stood up and lent his hand out for you to take to pull yourself up with. He followed closely behind you as you stepped around people to the back door, pulling the sliding glass open and holding it so he could come through too.
“For a Fourth of July party, shouldn’t everyone be outside?” You questioned, looking at the few people who were sitting at the edge of Jack’s pool.
“It’s Eichel, man’s probably trying to get his own damn party shut down. Man’s a freak.”
Nodding your head in silent agreement, you watched the couples in the backyard, “These couples are precious. They all have matching Fourth of July outfits and I love it.”
“I want matching Fourth of July outfits with you.”
You looked at Zach in shock, and he seemed shocked about what he said aloud, obviously it was supposed to be an internal statement. The blood that was currently rushing to his cheeks made you squeeze his arm with a silent smile. “It’s cool, we can match for Halloween or some shit. Ketchup and mustard maybe?”
“Don’t be basic. I’m thinking more like Captain America and Black Widow?”
Squinting at him, you let out a small laugh, “I know you’ve got huge biceps and washboard abs to match but I really don’t think you could pull off the Captain America look. Only Chris Evans can do that.”
Pouting toward you, Zach solemnly nodded his head, “I guess you’re right. Maybe I’ll just dye my hair before then. Just kidding, could you imagine me as a blonde? That’s a nightmare waiting to happen.”
Agreeing with his statement, you surveyed the yard, before turning to him. “Well?”
“Well what?”
“Are you gonna ask me out or do I have to do it for you?”
Groaning could be heard from behind the two of you, “Why does she have to ruin everything?”
“Fuck you, Larks.”
Turning to you with a half grin, have grimace, Zach gestured to the rally of hockey players behind you. “So?”
“So what?”
Rolling his eyes, “Go on a date with me? Columbus has some nice restaurants, plenty to give you a reason to get all dolled up and looking extra gorgeous.”
“Well if you put it that way, I’d love to, Werenski.”
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