#apologies in advance for tmr btw

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@wolfstarmicrofic - prompt: collection - aimless fluff that barely even mentions skating but lives in the figure skaters au cw: a bit of internalised aphobia

Remus kept a collection of Sirius-kisses— it sounded like the sort of things lovers kept collections of.

When he told Sirius of it, kiss-dazed and hidden away in an grey-stone alcove, Sirius had laughed breathily in surprise, before his eyes drifted off with a curious small smile.

“Well then,” he said when he turned back to Remus, face full of playful delight, “here’s another one for your collection,” and dropped a kiss to the tip of his nose.

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The memory of the first kiss had long since mellowed and morphed: a stormy sky was repainted wine-purple, and rain-darkened pavement shone indigo in the lilac street lamps. It was the bottom of the urn, the heart of the mystery.

“Do you know?” Sirius had said of it once, “That might be the favourite moment of my life. For an instant everything was so clear, so perfect. Right then, I thought I knew everything I’ll ever need.”

And Remus, because he was an idiot, and because he had no idea how to deal with when Sirius said these kinds of things, had replied, “but you didn’t really, know everything you’ll ever need.”

Somehow, Sirius reacted to that with laughter and a kiss to his cheek, “you’re right, wise Moony-of-mine. I think I’ve learnt about other things I didn’t know I needed,” he said, and pulled Remus into a kiss again, “things like this.”

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By the time the second kiss happened, Remus had already spent days wondering if Sirius simply managed to break something in his brain with the first. Because suddenly, Sirius became Sirius, the instigator of random spacey smiles and chest pains and that woozy, heady rush, the reason that all those senselessly sentimental love songs on the radio started to make sense. And Remus was embarrassed because, dear god, him? Remus John I-know-more-books-than-people Lupin?

His heart had simply ran ahead without his permission, and so did his mouth, apparently.

Because in the grey light of that cool, still morning, Sirius asked him on the rink, “Can I kiss you?”

And Remus blurted in response “I love you.”

Surely that’s what people meant by the word, right? This all-consuming kind of obsession that sometimes terrified himself, that Remus was sure Sirius would be scared off by.

But Sirius had looked overjoyed. “You do?” He said, wonder spilling from his voice. Then, and then, miraculously, Sirius had replied, “I love you too.”

The third, fourth and fifth kisses came quickly after that.

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And so the collection grew. Picked up like petals from a meandering stream, like purple shells on the beach. It was light flutters of breath, soft lips dancing over skin and never lingering. It was kisses that were more smiles than heat, that were merely new stamps for old missives the weight of two hearts that had long-since been there. Somehow, even after months and months, every kiss still came as a surprise, unsought gifts that Remus gathered up like paper stars in a jar, that he was content with letting sit on the windowsill and bronzen in the sun.

“I don’t really fancy… doing more,” Sirius had confessed once, uncharacteristically awkward with himself.

“So we won’t.” Remus said simply.

“It doesn’t bother you?”

“Why would it.” Remus said with puzzlement, “I love this, all of this. I love you.”

Sirius’ eyes were downcast, and his smile came slow— but it did come, and he’d replied, “I love you too.”

There were kisses on the forehead, on the temple, under his jaw, on the inside of his wrist. There were kisses on entwined fingers as they stumbled down dark cobble-road of the village, raced down the echoing stone halls of their school. Remus made it a mission to return every gift in kind, with kisses and cuddles and chocolates in the leather jacket’s pocket that Sirius would never admit to have eaten. He’d hug Sirius close on his bed, wrap an arm around his shoulder, wait for Sirius to urge him with a squeeze of his hand before leaning forward, and pressing his lips to Sirius’ smile.

Maybe as they grew older, less and less about their world made sense. Dreams about a sport with crystalline beauty sometimes revealed to be murky or downright ugly. They would grow into the weights on their shoulders, that might end up pressing them away from each other until even their touches grow hesitant.

“There’s so much I can’t figure out how to fix. Or barely understand.” Sirius said once, sat in snow and shouldering the whole of the grey sky behind, “And I’m so afraid that, someday something horrible will happen to ruin everything.”

Opposite him, Remus took his hands out of his pockets to scoot forward and hold Sirius’ face close, his fingers threading through the hint of hyacinth in his dark hair. He held Sirius’ eyes, this, Remus thought, while committing another moment to memory, “Nothing can ruin everything,” he said, dropping a light kiss— their kiss— on Sirius’ lips, “I promise.”

This would remain pure and simple.

[vslattae]

ALL I COULD EVER WANT (UNEDITED)

ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴄ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴋᴘᴏᴘ ɪᴅᴏʟ...ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ʜɪs ɢʀᴏᴜᴘᴍᴀᴛᴇs ᴘᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ..

ᴀʟʟ ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴠsʟᴀᴛᴛᴀᴇ

paring: Taehyung x Reader

Warnings: sike it’s a angsty chapter (i’m sorry ;) i really am :( but hey...no sad ending right :) )

Chapter 9: Car rides at 4 am and bad memories.

Jolted by the sound of Rm and Jungkook waking everyone up running through the doors and finally making there way outside.

“Tae baby..” you yawned trying to get out of bed but a strong pair of arms swooped you back up but luckily you fought them off.

About twenty minutes or so everyone now fully awake and pilling in the cars that you rode on the way here. the car ride was silent most of it was filled with haru and jins laughter while jungkook little snores fought against their laughter.

This car ride felt different however..like something was off and not to mention in the back of your mind the texts that’s flown through you and haru about felix.

It’s not that you were hiding anything but the memories still haunted you at night wishing that you never bumped into that womanizing stupid Australian guy and if it wasn’t for Han it wouldn’t have ever happened.

Through the morning drifting in and out of sleep while tae hung onto you for dear life slanted in the seat, his arms around you while your head laid on his chest...although sure that you were not awake the memory played through like a broken record.

FLASHBACK:

“jeez y/n i’m sorry that i fell asleep studying and your fine i’m sure felix is waiting up there as we speak” haru laughs as you two depart from another girl in your class making it up to your shared apartment. The more steps you take the more anxious you get...as if your gut was telling you something is wrong very wrong. When glancing to haru you knew she felt the same..you just couldn’t press your mind to it so therefore you shrugged it off like it was nothing.

Approaching your apartment door, haru pulled the keys out as you both stepped in dropping your bags. Haru went straight into the kitchen drawing your attention. “Hey y/n you know jin seokjin right?” she looked at you laughing. “yeah jungkook talks about him all the time why” you cocked your brow and there was that smug face.. “shut..up NO WAYYY” you jumped up and down cheering but soon those cheers fell silent.

Throwing your attention to haru to see if she hears the noise too she nods quickly pulling her phone out to ring jin and jk to quickly come there ASAP. after the call ended she ending up picking the closest thing to her which happened to be the kitchen knife held up on the block in the kitchen.

cautiously advancing up the small flight of stairs you learn the sound is coming from your room, leaning into the door knob you peel it open and kick it only to find your boyfriend at the time balls deep in some other girl..in YOUR bed.

“what.the.fuck.is.this?” Haru drops the knife letting it clang to the floor while jin and jungkook had arrived ushering themselves up the door. “hey haru you call-” Jin stopped and jungkook advanced pushing felix off your bed while he’s stumbling to pull his clothes back on.

“hold the fuck up..Maria?” your eyes begin to water knowing the stranger was not only a stranger but just so happened to be your neighbor..and a good friend..not anymore. “y/n look i can explain.” you collapsed on your knees drowning out any sound that was coming from anyone or anything...what the fuck could you done wrong..? Questions flew through your mind left and right.

“JUNGKOOK STOP” was the first thing you heard before pulling yourself up wiping your face to glance at the horrible person that you’ve been dating for the past 2 years. Glancing at him you noticed the busted lip and an angry jungkook a few feet away from you getting calmed down by jin.

“y/n please..” felix pleaded searching your face to find any emotion to which you shrugged it off and gathered your thoughts before opening your mouth. “felix if you want to me a favor get your shit and go please. i mean it. don’t EVER contact me and keep your shitty apologizes to yourself. The AUDACITY that you cheat on me with my neighbor on our 2 year anniversary..and to top it all off you fucked her on MY fucking bed jesus.. and for you maria you’re dead to me and i mean that shit and keep your fucking band members off my fucking back...i have no shame to tell them what the fuck i just walked into.” you breathed finally watching him shamelessly walk out the door.

“y/n come on you can sleep over..haru can too okay..” jungkook pulled you into his arms doing his absolute best from going out and beating the fuck out your ex boyfriend. “o-oh kay come on haru” looping your arms around haru you both walked out and intos jins car, trying your hardest to not break down and cry and scream.

Once at the boys house jungkook rushes you into the house that’s surrounded by laughter pushing you up the stairs before you lose everything. once safely and secured in jungkooks room your finally able to let everything out and for damn sure everyone downstairs heard it.

“why jungkook” you sniffed, tears steaming down your face as a knock is heard and sure enough the boy with a sorrow face was taehyung. immediately running up to you he wrapped you in his arms letting you stain your tears into his hoodie sobbing. “y/n shh it’s okay listen..he was a complete asshole i know alright but you are so much stronger..i need you to promise me you’ll forget about that fucked up accent douche okay” nodding and wiping the tears away, pooling yourself to sleep and for a moment washing the memory away and replaced it was tae.

Waken up by taehyung and the sunrise he noticed the tears that pooled in your eyes. “you okay y/n” his eyes scanning your face and pulling you closer to his chest. “i’m alright just bad dream...i don’t wanna talk about it” you sighed placing your head on his chest to listen to the thumping of his heart flattering you to coax back to sleep.

Once the drive was over and everyone pooling back to their normal lives you only had one goal and that was to somehow tell tae about felix and getting your dog.

the situation itself is tricky and seeing as the smallest detail can reside in that god awful nightmare you didn’t want to say anything.

“ i’ll call you later okay baby..? or if you want i can come over later tmr” tae pecked your lips, your forehead and both your cheeks before getting in the car with the rest of the boys and driving to their home.

Time skip ( i hate writing angst it makes me cry ;-; )

Pushing the door open to your mothers house, minnie runs up to you and jungkook. “hello my beautiful children” your mother comes up to hug you both before placing the plate of food that just so happens to be your favorite. “hi mom” you smiled and began to tell her about the amazing trip.

“y/n has a boyfriend now mom” jungkook smiles at you which left you kicking his right leg in a smooth swift motion. “oh really! who” she excitedly asks. “ Kim Taehyung mom...jungkooks bandmate” you see her eyes light up. “that’s great! he’s such a nice boy and so sweet i do hope to see all of your friends again Jungkook i’m just happy he’s better than that felix boy dear” she smiles while jungkook nods affirming that’ll they come over one day soon.

After a whirl with your mom and the goal completed of getting your dog you find yourself dropping into sleep until your phone dings...and now this has your heart racing..

fuck...

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a/n: well..things got interesting didn’t they ;-; btw i hate writing angst it’s sucks for me but hey i did it :) I think ima let this ride out to 12 chapters maybe 14...with bonus stuff etc then on to the next story :) thank you for the love and the reads i appreciate it so much and lmk if you want to be on the taglist <3 until tmr :)

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