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[lyn-js]

Home Sweet Home | Chapter 9. Call you mine

Rhett Abbott x OC Reader

Summary: Sunny Pritchett decides to move back home, but without a reason why. Once she's back she runs into her childhood best, friend Rhett Abbott. Rhett seems very surprised to see her. Not only that, but he sees she has a small child on her hip. Will Sunny try to reconnect with Rhett and tell him the real reason you she's moved back. Or will her past come back and find her until everything blows up.

Warnings: Mental and Physical abuse, PTSD flashbacks, swearing, fighting, smut 18+

After you told Rhett about everything that had happened with Gabe, you felt like you could breathe again. You could finally sleep in your bed, with Rhett and Ollie without having a gruesome nightmare about him. Being able to love again, and letting someone finally love you back. And you were so happy it could be Rhett.

You felt so at peace with yourself, never wanting this amazing feeling to end. Being able to wake up next to Rhett, seeing him give a dopey smile as he always looks at you. Seeing him give Ollie so much love, care, and affection whenever they are around each other. Your heart was about to explode with love and happiness with how much he cared about you.

Sometimes you and Rhett would sleep over at each other houses, he would come over to your house, and you would come over to his. So you decided you and Ollie would sleep over at the Abbotts tonight. But first, you both were going to the fair to see Rhett and his bull ride. You both got dressed but you wanted to surprise Rhett with what Ollie was wearing tonight. 

You two were on the phone earlier and you asked what he was wearing tonight. Of course, you wanted to match the colors he was wearing but when Ollie found out you all were going to see Rhett. You watched your baby find a little sparkle in his eye, and he was bouncing up and down so excited to see his new best friend tonight. Your heart melted once again when he asked you “I match Rhetty momma?” you would deny that boy anything in the whole wide world. So both of you got dressed in your matching outfits and off you, Ollie, your mom, and dad to the fair.

When you all arrive you see Rhett standing in the parking lot next to his truck, where there was luckily an open space, so you park next to him and you can hear Ollie in the back being able to see his Rhetty. So when you go into the space, you put the car in park and unlock the doors so Rhett can get Ollie out of his car seat.

When he opens the door you turn around in your seat to get his reaction. Hey Bubba, what are you-” he stops speaking when he finally gets a good look when Ollie’s out of his seat. Ollie leaps into Rhett’s arms and wraps his little arms around his neck. “I match wif you Rhetty!” wiggling in Rhett’s arms still excited to be near him. You finally get out of the front seat walk over to him drape your arms around his shoulders and give him a quick peck on the cheek. When you are both looking at each other, you see him giving you a smirk.

“What are ya looking at me like that for cowboy?” you ask him knowing already what he was going to say. “Have I said I love you yet Sunny-girl?” he asks moving closer to your face. “I would say maybe… Ten times today.” you both let out a chuckle. “And I’m not gonna stop sayin’ it for a long time baby.” he kisses you on the lips, but that is broken up by Ollie giggling and breaking you two up. “Where did you find this little piece,” he asked while tickling your baby in the belly. “Well, I do remember him saying he wanted to dress like Rhetty. He was begging on his little hands and knees. And you know I can’t resist that face.” You say in a pleading voice. Rhett looks back over at Ollie again, “Is that right little man?” Your baby nods quickly and is still giggling. “Also because he’s a mini version of you baby. I would resist either of you.” Giving Ollie a little kiss on the cheek and giving you a kiss on the lips. You can hear the announcer call up the next rider, and realizes Rhett was going to be up next. So he walks both of you over to the stands and hands Ollie back to you. He starts to fuss a little bit but Rhett tells him he will see him after his ride, ollie just nods and puts his face back into your neck. You wish him luck and go up to the stands with the rest of your family. 

Once again Rhett won, and he beat his record again. Everyone in the stands was cheering and celebrating his amazing win. Everybody was now exiting about the stands, all heading home. You tell your mom and dad that you’ll be staying at Rhett’s and will be home tomorrow. So they say goodbye to you and Ollie, and you see them make their way out. Next, you go and walk up to Cecila and Royal telling them you were going to meet them at their house. They also say goodbye and make their way out, now you have to go find your winning cowboy.

You were trying not to get mixed up and lost, so you waited in the stands until you could get a clear walkway to go and see Rhett. When the fair has died down a little you make your way down and follow the path to Rhett’s trailer. But for some odd reason something didn’t sit right with you. Something didn’t feel right. You turn around to see if anything was behind you. But nothing was there. Just some people closing up different booths and others making their way to their cars. You turn back around and pick up your speed trying to get away and to Rhett as fast as possible. 

“Hey Sunny-girl? Why are ya runnin’ from me.” You stop dead in your tracks. Your body can’t move. You pulverized with fear. “This is a dream. You’re going to wake up and everything is going to be fine,” you thought to yourself. But, you slowly turn around and see your horrifying past staring right in front of you. You want to forget so hard, you were finally starting to be happy again. You had peace, comfort, and protection from the people you love. You had Rhett in your life. But apparently, none of that mattered right now. You can start to feel Ollie gripping tighter to you, balling your t-shirt into his tiny little fists. You can also see him wobble his lip and see tears coming out of his eyes. “So this is what I find when I come here. You whoring yourself around, not being a good mother to your son,” he spits.

You start to back away but Gabe keeps moving forward to you. “W-what are you doing here G-gabe?” you ask him in a cowering voice. “I came to take back what's mine, pretty girl. You and that little bastard too.” He points over to Ollie. You pull him closer to you. “I’m not going anywhere with you, you piece of shit!.” you keep moving backward until your back hits a trailer. “Oh no, Your both going with me, and you are never going to see your precious Rhetty again. Ya hear me?” 

Just as he was about to stand in your space see someone push him back away from you. “You can stay the fuck away from her!” You can see it was Rhett backing Gabe away from you. “Oh, so you're the guys that she’s been sleeping around with. Tell me, man, how long did it take for her to open her legs for you-” He was cut off by Rhett sucker punching him square in the face. You see him fall on his ass, clutching onto his nose, you can see the blood seeping through his hands and falling onto his shirt. Rhett kneels to Gabe's level and speaks to him.

Rhett clenches his fists into his shirt trying to make sure he had Gabe's full attention. A few seconds later we can see Joy walking over to us. “Is there a problem overhear?” You nod quickly and she moves over toward you trying to solve this problem. Rhett moves to stand over to Gabe and makes sure he doesn’t move to go anywhere. “He’s my ex, I have a restraining order against him… he just showed up out of the blue. Just… Just please don’t let him get near us. Please, Joy.” You try your hardest not to let the tears come out. You didn’t want Ollie or Rhett to see you like this, being the coward you once were when you were with Gabe. You were stronger now without him, you just want him out of your life for good.

“If you ever come near her, ever again. You’re gonna be put in the fuckin’ ground. Ya hear me, buddy?” He just nods and Rhett gets up from the ground and walks over to you and a crying Ollie. He makes sure you both are okay, and all three of you start to walk away from Gabe being put in handcuffs by Joy.

When you both are walking away and to each other's cars you can hear Ollie whimpering and see tears spilling down his face. You try your best to wipe them away and soothe him. But he keeps wanting to be held by Rhett, so you cave in and hand him over to him.

So when you get to your car you try and get Ollie into his seat but he’s not having it, he yells for Rhett but we keep telling him we're going to see him at his house. That just sends your baby into more of a fit. You see Rhett take Ollie again, and try to soothe him. “Hey, hey little man. How about I go with you and momma? Whaddya think,” he gives a little nod and gives little hiccups. “Rhett I don’t want you leaving your truck out here.” “Don’t worry baby, I’ll have one of my buddies bring it to the house tomorrow. I just want to get you and the little man home. Okay?” You knew for a fact that you weren't gonna with this argument so you just gave him a quiet “yes” and in return, gave you a quick peck on the kiss. Rhett opened your door and made sure you were buckled in before closing it, and he made sure he had everything from his truck and got into your car to head home.

As Rhett’s driving down the road, you stare out the window just thinking how you were lucky. Lucky to be alive. Safe. happy. You were back home with your family who loved you so much. You had friends you missed throughout the years. You finally had Rhett, he made sure you and Ollie were loved. Every time he looked at you, it looked like you and Ollie hung the moon and stars for him. And that goes for the same for you. But you always have a gut-wrenching feeling in your stomach, you never wanted Rhett to get involved with your fucked up life. But you were already in so deep, and you felt so much freedom, and protection from him, you would never want to walk away. You snap back into reality when Rhett releases his hand from your thigh grabs your hand, and kisses your knuckles. “He looks over at you and gives you a small smile. “Where here baby?” You see Rhett open his door, run over to your side, and open yours. Then, he grabs Ollie from his seat and the go-bag you packed for the night, and walks up the house to call this day a night.

You and Rhett both wake up to the sound of a blood-curdling scream coming from the other side of the room. You wake up out of your daze to see Ollie still lying down in his little bed that Rhett got for him a couple of weeks ago, he’s tossing and turning while still crying. You can see that his eyes are still closed, so he must be having a bad dream. So when you try to go and get up to get your son, you feel a weight on your stomach. You look over and see Rhett already getting up to go get him.

“I’ll bring him over here baby. Go back to sleep.” “You need as much sleep as me, Rhett. We have a big day tomorrow, nudging your head over to Ollie and pointing to the door.

What you found out a couple of weeks ago. Ollie and Amy had the same birthday month, and they were born 3 days apart. So, you decided with the approval of Perry, and of course, the birthday girl if she wanted to have a big birthday party for her and Ollie. The only response you got from Amy was her jumping up and down with excitement, and screaming at the top of her lungs. That got everyone waking up because you asked her during breakfast. So you would assume she was saying yes. So tomorrow while the boys were out gathering some of the horses, you were going to plan the party with Cecilia and your mom. And you wanted this to be a special party, not only for Amy because she only had some people to celebrate with her, but for Ollie as well. This would be the first party for your baby and he has more family with him. It wasn’t just you and him anymore. You have so many people around you to love and celebrate him and Amy together.

But he just gives you a “Yeah I’m winning this argument” face. You just plop back down on the mattress with your hair going askew around your face. But you look up and see Rhett try to sit down on the little bed and soothe Ollie from his nightmare. The harsh crying turned into whimpers again and you saw Rhett pick up Ollie and bring him over to the bed to lay in between you two. After lying down Ollie lays smashed into you and Rhett holds onto your sleep shirt. You start to move your hand around his light-brown curls trying to comfort him more. You hear Rhett speak up. “Do ya wanna tell us what happened bubba? You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” There was a long pause, you could hear the crickets outside the windows even though they were all shut. 

“The bad man took us way.” You hear Ollie whisper, I look over to see Rhett already staring at me, I might have an idea who he was talking about. “What bad man baby, are you talking about the man who was with us earlier?” you say to him while still having your fingers through his hair, trying not to get him upset again. He gives a quiet “yes” and leans into you more. “He took momma and me away. We never get to see Rhetty again.” You try your hardest not to let any tears spill out of your eyes, you never want your baby to feel like this ever again. But, you let one singular tear spill down on your cheek and you see Rhett move closer to you and Ollie so he can wipe both of your tears away.

“Look at me both of you. As long as I’m here on this earth, and as long as there is breath in my body. I’m not going to let that bad man get you both. Ever. okay? I need to keep my family safe.” Now the waterworks were starting. You thought this couldn’t get any better, but all of a sudden you see Ollie crawl his way over to Rhett and see him lay his tiny body on his chest and close his eyes. “I love you daddy.” The water works completely stop. You both look at each other with wide eyes. You both sit up in the bed without trying to disturb Ollie from finally going back to sleep.

“I’m so sorry Rhett, If you don't want to be called that I’ll talk to him in the morning.” You stop rambling when a set of lips comes into contact with your own. Your body relaxes a little bit. “Sunny-girl, I don’t have a problem at all. Okay? I love him just as much as you because he’s a part of you. I’ll happily take that title.” You start to cry again You are just so overwhelmed with happiness, your heart might explode with love. “If you're sure, then would you be willing to finally be Ollie’s daddy?” you ask him with a watery voice. “Absolutely baby.” You lean over to kiss him again, but this kiss is filled with so much love and passion that you never want it to end. But the kiss was broken up by Rhett, and he just gives you a cheeky grin. “But you are right Sunny-girl, we do have a big day tomorrow.” You just shove his shoulder a little bit, “Smart-ass” you tell him laying back down on the mattress. “Hey, watch your language in front of our son.” you give him a serious/not serious face but leave your face when he pulls you close to his chest and gives you and Ollie a kiss on the forehead. You lay your head on his chest. And in that moment right there, just solidified your life with Rhett Abbott forever.

End.

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[sneezyminniejo]

Coffee or Nah-ffee

It's my birthday and I finally was able to get my shit together to finish a fic. Here ya go

TW: EMETO

It was a fairly exciting day. The group was appearing on Good Mythical Morning with Rhett and Link. It was also the first time in a long time that the group had an American appearance together. It was clear that some of the members were more nervous than the others, but it was also a bit understandable since aside from Jackson, it was the first time for any of them to be appearing on this type of show. Jinyoung and Youngjae were half expecting something similar to Weekly Idol, while Mark and Jaebeom were expecting something closer to one of those late night talk shows.

Jackson had taken the lead in introducing the others to Rhett and Link. Seeing as he had appeared on the show before, he had an idea of what to expect, but still didn’t quite know what to expect. The seven members all happily greeted the two hosts and got themselves situated as they found out exactly what they’d be doing.

All seven men were equally excited and nervous. Mark had been watching their channel to try and get an idea of what they’d be doing, but all the videos were so chaotic. He couldn’t help but hope that they’d be doing something similar to what NCT Dream did when they appeared on the show.

Once everyone was properly situated and filming officially started did the Got7 members find out that they would be taking part in an episode of ‘Will it?’. Specifically ‘Will it coffee?’ It took a couple of minutes to fully explain what exactly would be happening because the hired translator had called in sick at the last possible second, so Mark, Jackson, and BamBam were doing their best to translate what Rhett and Link were saying.

The first coffee was a doughnut coffee because doughnuts and coffee always go together. All nine men seemed to enjoy it, but JayB said something about it being a bit too sweet. The leader had even made a little bit of a face when the sweet coffee first hit his taste buds. Truthfully Jaebeom wasn’t exactly feeling good, and the sugaryness almost wanted to make him gag. He wasn’t sick though. If he was sick, he wouldn’t have come to the schedule today.

The next two coffees that were tried are actual coffees, but Rhett and Link wanted an excuse to try them. The first one was butter coffee. The second one was cheese coffee. Both coffees were liked by everyone, and almost everyone had multiple sips of both.

It was the next coffee that really got a reaction. The coffee was blood coffee. Seeing as Rhett and Link have a history of tasting questionable concoctions, they were able to school their reactions pretty well. However, more than one member of Got7 was making a disgusted face when they heard what they'd be trying. 

When it came time to actually taste the coffee, there were mixed reactions. Jackson and Youngjae both seemed to enjoy it. Jinyoung, Mark, and BamBam all seemed to not care for it. However they all finished their small cup. JayB and Yugyeom however, both went for the barf bucket. Yugyeom gagged a couple of times and spat out the blood coffee. However, Jaebeom threw up. He was bent over his barf bucket for almost a minute, emptying his stomach of all the coffees he’s already drunk so far. Link had a similar reaction to Jaebeom and Rhett laughed at Link.

Jackson rubbed Jaebeom’s back and leaned in to the slightly older man. “Are you okay? That reaction was kind of intense.” Jaebeom nodded his head in response. “I’m fine Jackson. My brain just kind of wigged out when they said it was blood coffee.” Jaebeom lied. Truthfully, the sweet coffees from before had made him feel a bit nauseated and he had been having trouble keeping down the blood coffee as soon as it went past his lips. It was just a coincidence that he threw up right after the reveal of the ingredient.

The next coffee that was tried was one that Rhett and Link have had on the show previously, civet coffee. Six of the seven men had no problem drinking the coffee, even after the reveal. Jaebeom audibly gagged when the group was told how the beans are harvested, but that was about it.

It wouldn’t be a true Rhett and Link ‘will it’ episode without something off the wall. The final coffee that was served was, in classic Rhett and Link fashion, bull testicle coffee. The scent was more pungent in a bad way compared to the other coffees. Everyone gagged at the scent. Rhett and Link, who are more accustomed to trying this stuff, had a less severe reaction.

As each man brought the mug of coffee up to their mouths, Jaebeom knew there was no way he’d be able to get the liquid down. His stomach was already on the verge of sending more of its contents up through his mouth. The Got7 leader just barely touched the mug to his lips before his body went into full rejection mode. He didn’t even manage half a sip before he was once again bent over the barf bucket.Fortunately, Jaebeom wasn’t the only one to use their barf bucket to spit out the liquid. Unfortunately, he was the only one that was actively throwing up for more than a few seconds.

There were looks of concern on several members’ faces when Jaebeom was bent over the bucket for longer than what should be necessary. Mark was quick to ask for a bottle of water and handed it to the younger man and helped him sip. Jaebeom took a moment before sitting upright.

“That did not taste good.” He said. He placed the bucket on the ground and smiled, hoping that it looked more genuine than it felt. He did his best at not rubbing his stomach, which still felt like it was rolling. Clearly the coffee still wasn’t agreeing with him, but to be fair, it tasted disgusting.

Shortly thereafter, filming wrapped up. Rhett and Link were the first ones to stand up. “It was nice to meet you guys.” Rhett said to the group. “Sorry about some of the coffees, we never truly know what’s being served to us during these food episodes.” Rhett apologized and mostly looked at Jaebeom, who still looked a bit off.

“It’s fine. Just didn’t expect it.” Jaebeom said. He smiled and did his best to stand up straight, but truthfully his stomach was still cramping. It was obvious that all the coffee he drank was not sitting well, even though he already threw up the majority if not all of it. However, he’s sure the feeling will subside within the hour.

The group has rented a minivan to save on gas money while they traveled between their hotel and their schedules in the area. Mark was in the driver's seat with Jackson riding shotgun. BabBam and Yugyeom took the seats directly behind them. Leaving Jaebeom, Youngjae and Jinyoung to share the very back. As soon as everyone was buckled in, Jaebeom placed his head on the side of the car in a vain attempt to get his stomach to calm down.

They were driving to a restaurant to get some lunch. There was an Italian place nearby that BamBam wanted to try. Unfortunately the group got stuck in traffic, so it was going to be a little bit before they actually got to where they were going. Apparently somewhere up ahead there had been a car crash, and traffic was currently bumper to bumper.

Jaebeom listened as the others either complained about the traffic or talked excitedly about what they wanted to do while they were in the states. He zoned out a little bit and closed his eyes as he focused on his stomach. “I’m not sick.” He whispered to himself repeatedly, although he wasn’t sure how much he believed that statement.

Ten minutes had passed and the car had barely moved two car lengths. Mark said something about an accident farther up and that’s why they were barely moving. Yugyeom had managed to fall asleep and everyone else was essentially just scrolling on their phones. The leader had given up keeping his eyes closed and was looking at his phone like all of his dongsaengs were.

Jaebeom’s stomach had seemingly relaxed a little bit, so he relaxed as well. Clearly it had just taken a little bit for his stomach to calm down after drinking those coffees. Unfortunately he burped a minute later. He managed to stifle the burp, but some stuff definitely came up. He swallowed it back down before looking up from his phone.

“Does anyone have a bag?” Jaebeom asked a little too quietly. Jinyoung quirked his eyebrow and looked at the leader when he spoke. “What was that Jae?” He asked. Jaebeom visibly gagged into his closed fist. “I need a bag.” Jinyoung’s eyes widened as he realized what was happening.

Unfortunately, neither Jinyoung nor Yougjae had a bag and it didn’t look like there was enough time to even ask if any of the others just so happened to have a bag handy. What Jinyoung did have however, was an empty large coffee cup from Dunkin Doughnuts that was from early that morning. He quickly took the lid off and thrust it under Jaebeom’s mouth, pushing his hand away in the process.

It was only two seconds later that a throat wrenching retch was heard through the van. Only slightly muffled by the cup being cupped over Jaebeom’s mouth. Jaebeom spent roughly a minute being sick into the cup. Eventually the man sat up straight, panting a little. He had tears running down his face and snot coming from his nose. He cringed a little when he looked at the cup and saw that he had filled it halfway.

“Hyung, are you okay?” Youngjae asked as Jinyoung handed Jaebeom the lid to the cup to minimize the smell. Both BamBam and Jackson had turned around to see and hear what was going on. Surprisingly, Yugyeom was still asleep.

“I’m okay, that gross coffee just fucked up my stomach.” Jaebeom said. The leader ignored the look he knew Jinyoung was giving him. A moment later, Jaebeom found himself burping wetly. Although nothing came from it.

A couple minutes later, Mark pulled the van onto the shoulder and Jackson got out of the vehicle. He then opened the side door and poked his head in. “Jaebeom, let's switch seats. Your stomach might settle more easily if you’re in the front.” Jaebeom nodded his head, truthfully, the vibrations of the van were causing his stomach to rumble uncomfortably. He made his way out of the van, makinging sure to bring the cup of sick with him. He wasn’t about to let Jackson, or any of the others sit next to it. He briefly thought about chucking the thing on the side of the road, but changed his mind. He also thought about dumping it out before getting into the front of the car, but didn’t want to leave that nastiness on the side of the road. He brought the puke filled cup to the front seat with him.

The car once again fell into silence, although it wasn’t a calm silence. The windows had been cracked to help rid the enclosed space of the foul odor. “You sure you’re okay? We can go to the hotel easily enough.” Mark said.

“I’m fine, hyung. As I said, the coffee just really messed with my stomach.” Jaebeom smiled or tried to smile at his hyung as he pulled back into traffic, although it likely came out as more of a grimace. He couldn’t help but place the palm of his hand under his shirt, in hopes that the pressure and heat from his hand might help in some way.

Several minutes later, the van travelled roughly a mile. It was still going to be a while before the group got to their destination. Jaebeom’s stomach hadn’t really settled in the time since he had last thrown up, and he could feel his stomach beginning to get angry again. He shifted in his seat and groaned a little.

Mark noticed Jaebeom’s discomfort in his periphery. He reached his arm over and slightly awkwardly pat the younger man’s leg. “You good or do I need to try to pull over?” He asked. With how slow traffic is, it would be a tad difficult to get over again. So it would be good to get some notice.

Jaebeom shook his head. “I’m fine hyung. My stomach just needs a chance to settle.” The sick man looks out the window to avoid his hyung’s gaze, which he knows will be judging him. Thankfully, Mark doesn’t say anything more, and the van settles back into a relative silence.

It was only a few minutes later that Jaebeom felt his mouth begin to fill with saliva. He began to breathe more heavily and he was swallowing more frequently to try to keep himself from puking. However, he grabbed the cup just in case. He decided to take the lid off of the cup as well so that in the event that he does wind up getting sick again, it’ll be ready.

The leader barely took the lid off of the cup when he caught a whiff of acrid stench of vomit. He instantly lost the battle with his stomach and loudly gagged right before placing his mouth over the cup.

He felt his stomach contract to push the acid and whatever else that might still be in his stomach. He vaguely felt Mark’s hand return to his leg as he continued to heave. His stomach painfully contracted with dry heaves several times before more liquid came up. He puked into the cup for a few seconds before running into a predicament.

It was only a matter of seconds before the cup filled up and Jaebeom was not done puking. He didn’t have any time to even think about trying to find a new receptacle for his vomit. He had no choice but to let the cup overflow and allow the vomit to spill onto his hands and the floor. He could hear a disgusted noise, but was too busy to figure out which member was making it.

“Okay guys. Change of plans. I’m taking us back to the hotel.” Mark called. He removed his hand from Jaebeom’s knee as soon as he felt a splash of puke hit it. He also immediately put on his turn signal so that he could begin merging. Hopefully he could get off on one of the next exits and take a different, less congested route back to the hotel.

Meanwhile, Yugyeom finally woke up to the loud sounds of Jaebeom throwing up and BamBam filled him in. Yugyeom tiredly rubbed his eyes then sat up a bit. “Hyung’s been sick since last night.” The maknae grabs his water bottle and passes it to the front so Jaebeom can rinse his mouth out. He doesn’t notice that the van somehow got quieter.

Jaebeom stopped throwing up right before Yugyeom stated that he’d been sick since last night. He cleared his throat and took a swig of water from the bottle. “Yug, I’m not sick. The coffee just messed with my stomach.” The leader said firmly.

“Hyung, you always talk in your sleep when you’re sick. Last night you kept saying something about platypus milk? I don’t know, but you kept me up half the night with your ramblings.” Yugyeom said.

“He’s right, hyung. You do have a tendency to sleep talk when you’re sick regardless of ailment.” Youngjae added. The other members also chimed in and agreed with Yugyeom.

“I’m sorry for keeping you up, Gyeomie. But I’ve already told all of you that I’m not sick. The sleep talking was probably nerves or something.” Jaebeom tried to brush off.

“Hyung, you also barely ate any breakfast.” The maknae countered. Jaebeom huffed. “It was just some indigestion. Like I said before, that nasty coffee just didn’t agree with me.” Suddenly Jaebeom felt a hand touch his forehead from behind.

“Hyung, you have a fever. Are you going to try to challenge that?” BamBam challenged. There was silence from the leader for a good minute.

“Fuck, I am sick aren’t I? I didn’t know I have a fever.” The leader sighed. He suddenly gagged loudly. There was a moment where both BamBam and Yugyeom frantically searched for a plastic bag. Yugyeom ultimately dumped out his backpack and kind of threw it at Jaebeom.

“Thanks Yug, but I think I’m good for now. That was more gas than it was a gag.” Jaebeom tried to reassure. He was decently sure that he wasn’t about to hurl again. Instead, he leaned back against the chair and closed his eyes, eventually falling asleep.

Some time later, Jaebeom was being shaken awake by Jackson. He groaned as he woke up and got out of the car. Unfortunately, the act of standing up made him dizzy and he started to fall over. Jackson caught him and helped him back to the room with Yugyeom.

“Alright Jaebeom-ah, BamBam and Jinyoung are running to the gas station down the street to get some things for you. I’m going to call room service and see if they can send up some chicken soup or something. Your job is to stay in bed unless you’re going to the toilet. We’ll figure out the fanmeet and other schedule logistics when everyone gets back.” Jackson said. Yugyeom grabbed one of the trash cans in the room and placed it next to Jaebeom’s bed.

Jackson disappeared to the bathroom and reappeared a moment later with a damp washcloth. He placed it on Jaebeom’s forehead. “Mark texted, the rental company said they’re going to charge an extra cleaning fee, even if we get the car cleaned ourselves.” The Chinese man said.

Jaebeom’s eyes widened at that. “Fuck, I’m sorry I got sick in the car.” He began to sit up, only to be forced back down by the maknae. “It’ll be fine hyung. Obviously you didn’t mean to get sick in the van. And you did try to contain your mess. It just wasn’t enough.” Yugyeom placates while he gets his hyung a glass of water. Jaebeom took a couple small sips of the water, but immediately leaned over the trash can and coughed up the small amount of liquid. He tiredly leaned back against the pillows just as BamBam and Jinyoung returned.

“Okay, we got some pepto bismol, a thermometer, gatorade, and some fever reducers.” Jinyoung said as he brought the thermometer over to Jaebeom. BamBam unloaded the bag on the small table. Unsurprisingly, the thermometer gave a reading of 102.3 and Jinyoung had to look up a converter online to figure out what the temperature was in Celsius. He sighed when he saw the number.

“Jaebeom-ah, your fever is 39. Did you seriously not realize that you were sick when you woke up this morning?” Jinyoung sounded a bit incredulous because with a fever like that, most people would probably feel quite miserable. Jaebeom looked stunned that his fever was that high.

“It honestly didn’t even occur to me that I might be sick. Aside from the slight queasiness I woke up with this morning, I was feeling fine.” Jaebeom said. “I was sure it was jet lag or something.” The leader sounded frustrated. With how high his fever is, he was going to be bed bound for at least two days. All he could hope is that it’s just a 24 hour stomach bug and that he’ll stop puking by tomorrow.

Jackson sat on the bed next to the leader. “Obviously you're not leaving the hotel room for the rest of the day. But you need to make a decision about tonight's interview and tomorrow's interview and show.” Jaebeom sighed. He had forgotten about the fact that the group still had schedules today.

He glanced at the clock. It was one in the afternoon. The group has an appearance on a late night show and then tomorrow they're appearing on a daytime talk show and they have a concert tomorrow night. He had maybe three hours to decide whether he wanted to try to go to the late night show.

“I think right now, I want to sleep. Wake me up before you guys leave, and we'll see how I'm feeling.” Jaebeom said as he got himself comfortable on the hotel bed. The other men moved to the connected room so that the sick man could rest more peacefully.

Jaebeom slept for around one hour and forty five minutes before his stomach woke him up. He didn't even have time to think about getting out of the bed. He only had time to lean over the side and hope that his head was over the trash can. Jaebeom coughed and gagged a few times as he tried to control his breathing and his stomach. He felt one of his members but a hand on his back, but he was too busy to see who it was.

After a minute of puking followed by another minute of dry heaving, Jaebeom was able to sit back up. He accepted some tissues and wiped his face before looking down at the trash can. Thankfully, he hadn't missed and everything he brought up made it into the trash can. Mark handed him an electrolyte drink.

“I already contacted the people in charge of tonight's interview and told them only six of us are going to be there. We'll play tomorrow by ear, but I suggest taking it easy.” The eldest said. Jaebeom nodded in response and took some slow sips of the drink.

“Honestly, with how I feel right now, I don’t think I’ll feel up to much of anything tomorrow. Even if my fever does break.” Jaebeom said. He slumped back against the bed and let his members get ready to go.

A while later, Jaebeom was maybe feeling vaguely better. At the very least he had enough energy to turn on the tv and watch the interview his members were doing without him. The group introduction had gone smoothly, and Mark explained that Jaebeom was sick and that’s why he wasn’t attending. The group also performed one of their songs.

About halfway through the show, the host, to make for improved conversation, started asking what the members drink to stay energized. The host then had a crew member bring out a tray with coffee mugs and a pot on it. The crew member poured each member a cup of coffee and walked off stage before any of them could try to politely refuse.

Jaebeom laughed before running to the bathroom.

[asherlockstudy]

Did you give your thoughts about the colonoscopies? I would love to know your take on what was said and implied because I have some thoughts..

I almost didn’t do it but okay let’s go.

The Brolonoscopy (they pronounced it as Brolinoscopy?)

I will once more start with the puzzle piece reference. Let’s see the exact quote: “Well, the technical term is colonoscopy when a doctor explores your large intestine with a little camera to check for signs of cancer, polyps, gastrointestinal abnormalities, missing puzzle pieces. It could be anything.” Okay, with all the objectivity I can master, the possibility of this being a throw-away statement and not a reference to their own old video is, very seriously, below 1%. Let’s start from what the joke is on the surface. The superficial joke is the weird objects people insert in their rectum for sexual gratification. But why say puzzle pieces of all things? I don’t think I need to explain why a puzzle piece has a shape that is not meant to offer any pleasure but is sure to cause huge discomfort. Nobody (I hope) would like the idea of sticking a puzzle piece up there = 0% pleasure, 100% cuts and pain. So why go with puzzle pieces and not a million other objects that would have a more reasonable shape? Furthermore, notice that it is the ONLY irrelevant item Rhett mentions. He says cancer, polyp, other health abnormalities… and MISSING PUZZLE PIECES. He jumps to it straight away. It is not part of a series of items that have no business in your butt. He just says this one, in specific, all alone and nothing else. Lastly, of course this quote is from the scripted intro. No incoherence, no thoughtless blabbering. Scripted intentional statement.

The Link butt flashing is nothing truly important, it’s a throwback, Link had also done it in the brosectomy. Rhett looked the other way but there was also a cut there lol

I love how butt flashing Link thought Rhett was being indecent because a little bit of the shoulder was showing 😂

Let’s go to drugged up Rhett. The things he says are: a) using buttplugs regularly, b) eating a lot of hotdogs (although when sane he has said he doesn’t often opt for actual hot dogs), c) a man fond of looking and entering the asshole (although when sane he identified as a vagina fan man). So he spoke of three things and all were associated with anal sex and more so gay anal sex (hot dog). I think at some point Link’s embarrassment almost became genuine. There’s more to be said here but I will come back to this later.

Rhett was somehow so endearing when he was mumbling how Link complains about everything except peanut butter.

Link makes it clear he’s fine with something going up his dookie shoot.

Overall, sedated Link is more of a normally sedated person than Rhett was and there is stuff to be said about it. But first, let’s talk about the normal stuff: when Link is brought to during the colonoscopy, he initially is antsy, has discomfort, asks repeatedly if the doctor found anything bad, tries to move. Those reactions were normal. The only not normal one up to this point was wanting to canoe down a colon… But, again, there’s a lot more to be said.

“I’m glad we saved ourselves for each other and broke the seal together” intentional joke when Rhett was fully awake.

Link also said something like “I spent all my life with a cone up my ass” probably a metaphor of repression.

And now: THE REAL PART

As a person who has had an endoscopy with anaesthesia (maybe more than a regular dosage), a relative who had one with half the typical dosage of anaesthesia and a thug relative who did it with NO anaesthesia, in case you are young and vibrant and healthy, which I very much hope so, and have not undergone such a procedure yet, let me tell you something: regarding many parts of their incoherent sedation, THAT’S NOT HOW BEING INCOHERENT DURING SEDATION WORKS.

Link commented in the end of the video that he was more out of it than Rhett was and Rhett disagreed due to all the insane stuff he had said, for which he took no responsibility. The thing is, Link was telling the truth and perhaps intentionally. He was more out of it than Rhett. “Out of it” here means being more sedated and therefore more incapable of communicating or talking. And certainly NOT saying sexual and other supposedly crazy stuff with extraordinary detail. There is proof for that in the video, as spoken by the doctor, which was not edited out.

The doctor said Rhett took less medicine than the typical dosage is and, you know, doctors have the tendency to minimize pain anyway. Which means that for the doctor to be impressed that Rhett handled it so well, he was in fact not all that drugged up. The dosage that was given to him was apparently enough to numb the pain / discomfort but he was pretty conscious for most of the time. Compare it to Link, who was given more medicine and when they tried to wake him as much as Rhett, he had discomfort, was making motions and asking the doctor questions about his health. Link’s state was making a lot more sense. There are several cuts and edits during Rhett’s colonoscopy but in general I feel like he took one up for the team (literally) so that he would say certain things under the cover of incoherence. Like they said, they asked the doctor to use the minimum drug dosage so they could be as alert and conscious as possible - apparently Rhett was able to tolerate a lower dosage that inevitably made him remain more alert for a longer time. Bodies are different. In any case, Rhett took much less drug than his doctor expected him to need, which means he was able to communicate well and maintain an unusual level of consciousness during such a procedure. Besides all the sex jokes he made with full phrases, this is more obvious in the “Jessie” question. Here’s how sedation works: if you are in the state that you don’t remember your mother for example, you definitely also don’t remember the lyrics of an obscure song you listened to once. End of story. What happens with Rhett here is exactly that. He supposedly is incapable of remembering his wife but he has no problem remembering… let’s analyse this.

Doctor: So, Rhett, who’s Jessie? You got a tattoo.

Link: That’s his favourite proctologist.

Rhett: You’re talking about Jesse Pinkman?

Doctor: We got Jessie on your right buttcheek.

Rhett: … he was the right hand man of Walter White in Breaking Bad.

Link: No, they are talking about your wife, dude.

Rhett: Jesse James was a…

(Irrelevant chatter about endoscope going in.)

Nobody:

Rhett: Jussie Smollet was a…

Link: No, let’s not talk about him.

Also look:

Look at him. He is pretty alert. He looks at Link when he talks to him, he is wide-eyed, he raises his head. He also repeatedly looked to his right (our left) during the Jessie conversation. This was a bit. Perhaps the various Jessies were written on a paper there because he could have a problem remembering them on his own. When the endoscope was inserted, he was like “oh yeah hehe there it is, hello, ask for consent maybe hehe”. It’s funny, it’s inappropriate but IT IS NOT incoherent. It was a sex joke very suitable to the situation. He knew what he was saying at all times. Therefore, no matter how numbed he was, he was not enough to forget his own wife or repeatedly ignore the cues Link and the doctors gave him about her, all while listing a sidekick character from a show, a notorious bandit from the American civil war and a controversial but little known gay actor who staged an assault against himself and has mythomanic tendencies.

Link emphasises on the bit by saying to the doctor: “ I wonder if he’s gonna remember his wife when he wakes up. Because he certainly remembered every other Jessie he’s ever heard about”.

Like, okay? Trust me on this. Anaesthesia doesn’t work like selective amnesia. And few very particular amnesias work like remembering the obscure thing and forgetting the pivotal one.

This. Was. A. Bit.

And even Link’s embarrassment is parts real, parts a bit. Like, emphasising on how Rhett can’t think of anything besides buttholes.

Meanwhile, Link’s eyes are half-lidded and whenever the endoscope moves he tries to move and the nurses stop him. He’s on a bigger dosage and he’s more sensitive to this procedure than Rhett. Honestly, Link is just way more normal, I don’t know if Rhett was that hell of a champ or there was crazy editing going on. But Link is brought at some point more to as well. And then he says this:

“You know, Rhett, I am glad you are here for me. Why don’t we hold hands?” *Editing with a lot of stuff about polyps, business decision etc, at this point Link communicates well too* “I am so grateful that I get to have something shoved deep into my colon, in your presence… because you know that’s what life is all about.” Throughout this monologue, Link also looks somewhere at Rhett’s left and he is a little robotic. Maybe he was reading as well. This, too, was a bit.

And just like with all recent videos, this has similar vibes to another one. Let’s go back to the We Dug A Medium Sized Hole. As Rhett and Link dig with their shovels, Link says;

“You know, there is nothing I’d rather be doing now than digging a hole. Seriously, this is exactly what I want to be doing. And there’s no one else I would rather be digging a hole with.”

That’s all from me, you said you had thoughts as well, if they are additional or different, I would love to read them!

[canonicallyobserving911]

WIP Wednesday

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Where CANON and FANON collide!

FANON speculation for season 7

Buddie Multi-Chapter Fanfic - Hiatus Reading: “I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!” 

Chapter 10 will be posted soon.

I’m excited to finish writing Chapter 10 because a lot is happening and there's still more to come. At the end of Chapter 9, Buck and Eddie were trying to cope with everything that happened during and after Jonah's criminal trial. At the end of day two, Buck had a major panic attack, he asked Eddie to get him out of the courthouse and Eddie drove them home instead of taking Buck back to the loft. Then Buck scheduled an emergency therapy appointment with Dr. Copeland and later that night, after Chris and Buck were already asleep, Eddie spent time trying to decide if he should make an emergency appointment with Frank instead of scheduling one with his new therapist, Dr. Theresa because Frank's a trauma therapist and she's not. He was strongly considering it since both him and Buck were faced yet again with additional ramifications from the shooting.

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Here are two snippets from chapter 10, i.e., one for Buck and one for Eddie.

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Buck

“Let me show you a picture of my husband and our son.”  He says as he struggles to pull his cellphone out of his pocket.  “My grandson bought me this doohickey thing-a-ma-jig and if it wasn’t for him setting up the Face uh… face um…”  He looks at Buck and asks, “What do you young folks call it?”

“Uh... Face ID.”

“Yeah… that, then I wouldn’t know how to get into this thing to get to my pictures.”  Rhett scrolls through the photos app and after he finds the one he’s looking for, he holds his phone up so Buck can see it.

“See… this is me and my son.  Now that picture is about 50 years old and I was a lot younger than I am now. My son had just turned 13 and I was 31 I think..." He trails off then looks up like he's counting. "Yeah, 81 minus 50 is 31, that's right, I was 31 years old. The picture is in my phone because my grandson, he had it… well I don’t know what he did to make it show up in that thing-a-ma-jig but… it’s in there so I can show it to people instead of carrying pictures around in my wallet like I used to in the 1970s.”

Buck takes the phone, examines the picture, smiles then says, “He looks just like you.”

“Aww, thank you… everybody says that but you know what?”  Rhett says as he leans in like he’s about to tell Buck a secret.

“What?”  Buck asks.

“He’s my son and I love him dearly but biologically… he’s not mine. Alexander is my husband's son because he was married before we met but...” He shakes his head. “she died.”

Buck’s eyebrows go up so high, they almost touch his hairline.

Rhett sees Buck’s reaction, then he leans over, uses his elbow to bump Buck's arm and says, “Biology doesn’t make a family kid!”

Almost immediately Buck remembers the way a lot of people have said he looks like Bobby and Chris looks like him but until now, he hadn’t really given it too much thought because he didn't want his heartbroken. But after listening to Rhett share his story of how he found love and the way he made a family with the man of his dreams; he's starting to realize all of it means something.

Where is Buck?  Also, who is Rhett and why is he telling Buck about his life?

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Eddie

One of the firefighters uses the battering ram to open the door and after it's open, they step aside so Bertie and Eddie can enter the 9-1-1 caller's home.

“Hello?”  Bertie calls.

“I’m in here.” A voice from farther inside the house replies.

Bertie and Eddie follow the sound of the woman’s voice and when they make it to the kitchen, that’s where they find her.

After she sees them, the patient says, “Oh, thank you for coming.  I’m here alone and if it wasn’t for my alert necklace, I fear... no one would have ever found me”.

Bertie looks at Eddie then she looks at the patient.  “Maam, can you tell us your name?”

“Loni… it’s Loni.”

“Ok, Loni can you tell us where it hurts?”  Eddie asks.

“My back.  I slipped in some water I spilled… I thought I mopped it all up but I must have missed it.”

“It’s ok, we’re here to help.”

Bertie looks up at the two firefighters who just walked in and asks, “Could you two please get us a backboard for her.”  Then she turns her attention back to Loni.  “You live here alone?”

“Yes… I have for the last 50 years.  After my husband died, I figured I’d never find love again so I bought a new house and moved all the way out here for the peace and quiet because I like it.”

Bertie raises her eyebrows and Eddie notices it.  Even though they’ve only been working together for a couple of days, it didn’t take long for him to learn that Bertie speaks her mind.  That’s why he’s sure she’ll say something about Loni after they transport her to the hospital.

Who is Bertie?  Why is Eddie partnered with her and what is she going to tell him after they drop Loni off at the hospital?

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Fic Summary: Months after Buck and Eddie were hit by the same lightning strike; they’re still struggling with the aftermath of it.  But before they make their love confessions, they’ll spend time getting to know themselves as individuals first. Eddie learns to enjoy the simple things in life as he participates in activities on his own and with new friends while Buck learns the rest of the 31-year-old deep dark family secret about his conception and birth. Their journey to forever is still a work in progress but once they finally admit they’re in love with each other, everything that follows their love confessions will be cataclysmic.

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Chapter Summaries

Chapter 1 -Eddie makes a new friend while Buck receives devastating news regarding the sperm donation he made for Connor and Kameron.

Chapter 2 - Buck does a lot of research to learn more about the abnormalities found in his red blood cells and Eddie starts a new therapy journey that’s all about him and not the traumas he’s experienced.

Chapter 3 -After more than a month, Buck and Eddie finally spend time together outside of work but it doesn’t end well and they part with a lot of uncertainty regarding their places in each other’s lives.

Chapter 4 - Eddie has a few realizations about his life which causes him to consider moving back to El Paso, TX while Buck continues to be reminded of his past which causes him to take an impromptu road trip across America.

Chapter 5 - Both Buck and Eddie have difficult conversations with their parents and Buck finally learns the truth behind the reason why his mother despised him while Eddie finally tells his mother about the way she tries to control him.

Chapter 6 - More than two weeks after Buck pushed Eddie away after suggesting they needed a break; Eddie decides to try again. Eddie’s there for Buck when he’s at his worst just like Buck was there for him when he was at his worst and he won’t let Buck give up.

Chapter 7 - After Buck’s mental breakdown, Eddie has his back the same way Buck had his when he had his own breakdown more than a year ago.  They share several vulnerable and emotionally intimate moments with one another and they begin to realize their small, sweet and caring gestures matter just as much if not more than any grand gesture ever could because these are part of the foundation when a couple builds a long-lasting love relationship.

Chapter 8 - Buck, Eddie and Chris all have their own therapists and during their sessions, they reflect on their pasts while they’re in the present so they can prepare for their future together as a family.

Chapter 9 - Buck and Eddie are there for each other when Buck has to testify as a witness during the trial.  But by the end of it, they’ll both realize their individual and shared traumas are going to keep resurfacing until they talk about them, deal with the fact that they’re in love with one another and face the fact that they can’t live without each other.

Chapter 10 - Will be posted soon.

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I’m enjoying writing this fic because it’s giving me the chance to unravel the mess that was the 6x18 ending for Buck, Eddie and Chris.  Also, it’s taking them places the show refuses to go including Buck finally having a mental breakdown and Eddie being there for him the same way he was there for Eddie in season 5.

Buddie Multi-Chapter Fanfic - Hiatus Reading

Read chapters 1 - 9 are already available on AO3.

No pressure tagging: @spotsandsocks and @shortsighted owl. (My apologies if you've already posted.)

[wowbright]

Fic: Crazy Dreamer

Klaine Valentine’s Challenge 2023: “Us Someday" by Thomas Rhett (Day 12 prompt)

Words: ~2,800 words

Rating: Teen and Up

Summary: The aftermath of Kurt’s post-dinner-with-lesbians breakdown.

I’m back with more vignettes from my Mormon!Klaine universe for Klaine Valentines 2023! This vignette takes place after Enough.

My Mormon!Klaine Masterpost. (Klaine Valentines 2023 posts are bold and italicized.)

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Blaine got breakfast ready as Kurt finished up in the bathroom. Nothing fancy—muesli with milk and a side of microwave sausages—but the familiar motions of preparing food helped his thoughts settle in place after a restless night of only intermittent sleep.

He wasn't sure how Kurt had slept. Whenever Blaine had woken in the night and looked over at him, Kurt had lain still with his eyes closed. But for all Blaine knew, Kurt had faked sleep just to keep Blaine from worrying or trying to make things better.

Sometimes you just had to let yourself feel things, without fixing them.

Blaine hadn't always thought so. In his childhood, he had absorbed from his family and ward that Mormons should always radiate happiness. When his grandmother died, he'd been allowed to cry a little, but he wasn't supposed to express any more sadness than he would at a friend moving away to another town.

“You’ll see her again,” his mother told him. “And just think, now that she's on the other side of the veil, she doesn’t have to suffer with pain or sickness or any of the other struggles we have here on earth. It's hard to do at first, because of course you'll miss not seeing her so often, but we should be happy for her.”

His dad’s advice was more focused on doctrine. “You see, Blaine, death is a necessary part of the Plan of Salvation. This life we have on earth is meant to be temporary. And that's a wonderful thing, because that means we only have to be away from our Heavenly Father for a short time between our preexistence and our real life—our eternal life in the Celestial Kingdom. Death allows us to grow into our full potential.”

But recently, Blaine had started to learn the importance of sitting with things that made him uneasy. Just like the pain of a stubbed toe was a reminder to look where he was going, uncomfortable emotions were a signal to pay attention to his thoughts, his reactions, and his desires.

It had been hard to see Kurt struggling and have no way to fix it. His grief over Finn was still so raw—which made sense, given everything the church taught and the brevity between Finn’s death and Kurt leaving on his mission. But Kurt’s pain went deeper than grief. It stemmed from the quandary the church had put him in. It was impossible for Kurt to follow the church’s teachings, as he understood them, and also follow the promptings of the Spirit. The contradiction was tearing him in two.

Compared to Kurt, Blaine had it easy. Either because of his ignorance about himself or some other quirk of his upbringing, he had never internalized the condemnatory side of the church's teachings. God is love was the whole of his faith. Other teachings, like the Word of Wisdom or the law of tithing, had their place. They could teach people skills that helped them to love others, like self-discipline and self- sacrifice. But they weren't universal laws. If a person developed heat exhaustion and the only thing available to drink was iced tea, then they should drink the tea. If parents needed to choose between feeding their children and tithing, they should feed their children.

And it came to pass, that Jesus went through the corn fields on the sabbath day; and his disciples began, as they went, to pluck the ears of corn.

The Pharisees said unto him, Behold, why do they on the sabbath day that which is not lawful?

And he said unto them, The sabbath was made for man, and not man for the sabbath.

Wherever implementing the church’s teachings might distance someone from God's love, they needed to be set aside.

It wasn't like that for Kurt. In his heart, Kurt knew love was the ultimate law. Love one another—he’d said himself last night. But knowing something in your heart was different than knowing it with your whole being.

And that’s where Kurt got hurt. Love and orthodoxy and obedience tangled up in his mind, none taking precedence over the other. Kurt believed those three principles could always exist in harmony, in every situation, if only he figured out how to wedge them in place.

It was similar to what Blaine had seen in countless investigators. The Holy Ghost whispered the truth of the gospel to them, but they couldn't move forward. Their minds were cluttered with reasons not to accept the testimony of their hearts: they'd already been baptized in another church, or it seemed antisocial to forsake beer and coffee altogether, or they didn't want to hurt the feelings of family members by taking a different path.

Blaine never pushed these investigators. He accepted them as they were. The path they chose to take was between them and God.

He had to give Kurt the same grace.

Blaine had been pushing Kurt too hard, trying to speed them both toward the place Blaine longed for—a place where Kurt loved himself without exceptions and could decide, without guilt or shame, whether he wanted to extend that same love to Blaine.

It wasn’t fair to Kurt. Blaine had allowed his emotions to get the best of him, without thinking of Kurt’s.

Blaine needed to cool off. He needed to set aside what he wanted and focus on what Kurt needed: A friend. Someone who loved him without demanding he change. Someone who reminded him of God's love without forcing him to accept it.

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“I did enjoy dinner with Liesl and Jana,” Kurt said, stirring his spoon in his muesli. “They’re good people. I'm sorry I lashed out at you. It wasn't right.”

“It's understandable, though,” Blaine said, resisting the urge to reach out and give Kurt’s shoulder a reassuring rub.

“It's just, all my life, whenever I’ve had a doubt or a question that couldn't be answered, I've followed the advice to set it aside on a mental shelf and not worry about it, because a deeper understanding would come eventually. And it was fine. I set aside all my questions about being gay and my mom being dead and my aunt being an alcoholic and why people in other churches seemed just as good and happy as us, and I figured, if I keep doing what the Lord asks of me, I'll get my answers. When I get my endowment, when I go on my mission, I'll get more clarity. But I swear, as much as I've had faith-affirming experiences on this mission, there have been even more I've had to put on the shelf. And I think, last night, it got too crowded. The shelf collapsed. All these things I've tried not to think about—they're all over my brain now. And I don't know how to shove them back. But I can’t deal with them, either. Because I still don't have answers.”

“You don't have to, Kurt.”

“Yes, I do. I'm a missionary. How can I teach people the Plan of Salvation if it’s stopped making sense to me?”

Blaine didn't have a ready answer for this question. He took a handful of raw muesli straight out of the box and chewed it until the rolled grains dissolved. The Plan of Salvation made sense to Blaine, but he realized now it was only because he had never understood it the way Kurt did. “You know, the way we teach it—I'm not sure I've ever taken it literally.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you know how we say the ordinances are necessary for salvation? I don't think I actually believe that.”

Kurt swallowed heavily. His eyes went wide. “But that's … that's like, the main thing we teach people.”

“I know. But I guess—I guess I've never really thought that it's actually the physical act of being baptized that washes away a person's sins, or the confirmatory prayer that gives them the gift of the Holy Ghost. It's more like, their willingness to do that—that's what saves people, not the form of the ritual or the specific words that get said.”

Kurt's eyes were no longer bugging out of his head, but he still looked doubtful.

“I'm not saying that baptism or confirmation or the endowment are useless,” Blaine said. “I think they facilitate a change in heart for a lot of people. And I guess that's what I'm teaching when we talk about the ordinances. That you can have a change in heart without the ordinances, but for certain people—for the investigators who respond to our message—going through the prescribed steps is a surer way of drawing closer to God.”

“Huh.” Kurt stirred his muesli thoughtfully, staring at the whirl of raisins and nuts and raw oats and barley as if they were the elements of the Milky Way, spinning through the vast unknown, and could lead him to Kolob if only he read them right. “You know, my mom believed something like that. She said the work we did in the temple was for ourselves more than for the people for whom we did the work. She thought God had created it as a way to show us that all people were deserving of heaven, not just those of us who belonged to the church.”

“Wow. She told little Kurt that?” Blaine was in awe. He couldn't imagine anyone in his family saying such a thing. He wished he could meet her.

“If she did, I don't remember it. But she wrote about it in a letter to my dad while she was on her mission. My dad gave it to me when I left for mine.”

“And what do you think of that idea?”

“I don't know. It sounds beautiful. But maybe it's too beautiful to be true. I'm pretty sure it's not what we're supposed to believe.”

A pang went through Blaine’s heart. “Beautiful things can be true, too.” Like the way I love you. But of course he wasn't going to say that. He was giving Kurt space to be.

Kurt smiled. A real smile, soft and affectionate; his eyelids squinting at the corners; the eyes themselves seeming to sparkle as they met Blaine’s gaze. For a moment, it almost seemed as if he knew what Blaine had wanted to say, and was glad for it. “You would say that,” Kurt said in teasing tone that seemed to say, You’re ridiculous, and that’s why I love you.

Blaine heart felt light. He shrugged—an invitation more than a dismissal. “Call me a crazy dreamer, then. But I’ll still dream away. Because believing that every human being who ever lived on earth needs a literal baptism, a literal confirmation, a literal washing and anointing, a literal endowment, and a literal temple sealing in order to return to our Heavenly Father doesn't make sense to me. I mean, sure, the ordinances we do by proxy cover some people who have passed on. But what about the very first humans, when there were no scribes to record their names? Or all the other people who’ve died without anyone writing down that they existed? Without those names, how can we do temple work for them?”

“You know what they say. It will all work out in the Millennium.”

“Is that what you believe?”

“I don’t know. I told you, everything is sliding around my brain like bits of broken glass. I don’t know what to believe about the Millennium, or about spirit prison and spirit paradise, or about the kingdoms of glory. The more I think about them, the more it all sounds like Joseph Smith really didn't know what he was talking about. I mean, I do believe he was a prophet. But that doesn't mean he understood things perfectly. He saw these little glimpses of truth and wrote them down. But he never claimed to tell us everything. He always talked about how there were things he saw that just couldn't be put into words. But we’ve taken those glimpses as the whole story. And we've had other prophets to fill in the details, but they haven't given us much. And a lot of it doesn't fit together with the other things we know.”

Kurt stared at the center of the table, chewing on his bottom lip. “You know how you’ve said that the kingdoms of glory are all in one place? That we won’t be separated from anyone we love after we die? Are you ever scared you’re wrong?”

Blaine shook his head. “I know it's not what we’re supposed to teach to investigators. That we’re supposed to tell them the only way for families to be eternally together is for everyone to go to the Celestial Kingdom. But that’s not what God revealed to Joseph Smith and Sidney Rigdon in Doctrine & Covenants 76—it says nothing about separating families. It says that residents of each kingdom minister to each other—which means it's not God's plan to separate us. I think we've come to interpret it that way just because it's so hard to visualize what Joseph Smith saw. But he himself said he was talking in metaphors. We think kingdoms have to be separate because that's what it's like on earth. Here, if you want to go to a different country, you need a treaty between nations that allows free movement, or you need a valid reason and a stamped passport. But it doesn't have to be that way in heaven. Like any metaphor, it works if you focus on the salient points. But you can't take it too far. Like, the comparison of the different kingdoms to celestial bodies is lovely. But if you think about it for just a minute, we know the Celestial Kingdom can’t literally be as bright as the sun, or no one would want to go there because they wouldn't be able to see anything in the presence of that much light.”

Kurt didn't respond immediately. He's eaten the rest of his muesli. There was only milk left in the bowl. He raised it to his mouth and drained it, then set it back on the table with a decisive click. “I do like your beliefs about heaven. They make sense. More sense than what I've internalized. And I want to believe what you believe. But I keep forgetting it's an option. How do you hold onto things you know are true when everyone else tells you you're wrong?”

Blaine felt a pleasant fluttering in his stomach. It wasn't pushing if Kurt asked. “I don’t, always. Sometimes it comes to me very, very slowly after a lot of denial. But I guess it comes back to listening to the Holy Ghost. Remembering the times I’ve felt his presence clearly, and holding onto that. And questioning, too. If there’s one thing that I know, growing up with a dad who was climbing in the church hierarchy, and a granddad who already had, and our family being friends with various apostles—I could see firsthand that they were just human. Most of the things the brethren say, when it’s not a direct quote from scripture, are conclusions they’ve drawn based upon their life experience. And a lot of those guys have had very limited life experience. They've grown up in these insulated, politically and socially conservative Mormon communities. And they think that because interpreting the gospel a certain way has worked for them, then it should work for everybody. And it does work for a lot of people—people who are just like them. I don’t want to call them arrogant. It’s more like … ignorance, I guess? They can’t see what they can’t see. Which is exactly why God has given us our own minds to think with, and the gift of personal revelation, so we can apply the gospel to our own lives, in situations the brethren don’t know how to imagine.”

Kurt stood up and rinsed his bowl in the sink. He took longer than usual, staring as the stream of water hit the ceramic and slid over its surface.

Eventually, he turned the faucet off. “Okay, then. A change of plans for companionship study today. You’re going to walk me through Doctrine & Covenants 76 and show me what you see.”

Blaine’s heart leapt. He couldn’t remember the last time Kurt had asked him to teach him anything about doctrine. This was big—not because he was turning to Blaine, but because he was willing to consider a more expansive understanding of God.

Blaine’s love for Kurt grew impossibly deeper.

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November - Chapter 23

*Warning Adult Content*

- Oliver -

Oliver knew he had made the right choice.

His first day here with Cooper was like living in a dream.

After they got out of bed, Cooper helped Oliver bring all of his stuff in from his car and find a place for it.

Cooper happily pushed his clothes into one half of his closet and consolidated the stuff in his drawers so that Oliver had room for his.

It was a small gesture but it made Oliver feel welcome and wanted.

When he had moved in with Brad, his ex-boyfriend acted like Oliver’s stuff was an inconvenience and complained about what little he did have.

Oliver and Cooper managed to make dinner together and eat most of it before ending up in bed again.

Oliver couldn't get enough of Cooper.

‘This big bear of a man was so affectionate and attentive to me and he lets me do whatever I wanted with him.’

Making Cooper feel good was quickly becoming one of Oliver’s favorite things.

He was tired from two days of driving and the excitement of being with Cooper again, so he fell asleep in Cooper's arms and didn't wake up once, not even when the other man got out of the bed the next morning.

The scent of syrup and bacon finally woke Oliver and he sat up to see Cooper making his way into the bedroom with a plate in each hand.

They went for a short hike and then spent the rest of the afternoon strolling along Ruby Beach, hand in hand.

As Oliver breathed in the scent of the salty ocean air and glanced over at Cooper, he almost couldn't believe this was his life now.

He was in a beautiful place with a beautiful man and it couldn't be more perfect.

Shortly after the sun went down, they pulled into the driveway of Cooper's parents' house.

They had dinner as a family every Sunday.

Oliver was looking forward to seeing all of them again but He was also nervous and couldn't help feeling like he was intruding.

They'd been nothing but welcoming when he crashed their Thanksgiving dinner but showing up at every Sunday dinner going forward was different.

"Annabelle's going to be so excited," Cooper told Oliver, grinning.

"She always asks about you."

"She's adorable," Oliver replied, smiling back at him.

"I'm hoping that she can help me improve my baking skills. I'd love to be as good as her someday."

Cooper laughed and squeezed Oliver’s hand.

"That would make her day to hear you say that."

When they walked into the house, Oliver could hear laughter and voices coming from the kitchen.

He stayed behind Cooper as they made their way over to the kitchen entrance.

"I have a surprise," Cooper called out.

He stepped to the side and Oliver saw Annabelle's eyes light up as soon as she saw me.

"Oliver."

She ran over and hugged Oliver tightly.

He gave her little shoulder a gentle squeeze.

"I missed you and all of your delicious cookies."

When Oliver looked up, Andy and Eileen were smiling at him and Rhett looked a combination of confused and wary.

"What a great surprise," Eileen said, coming across the room to hug him.

"Are you back for another visit already?"

Cooper looked over at Oliver and they smiled at each other.

"No, I'm here for a temporary job so that Cooper and I can give a relationship a shot. If he doesn't get sick of me, I'll make the move permanent."

Eileen's reaction was almost instantaneous and tears sprang to her eyes as she brought her hand to her mouth.

Annabelle tugged at Oliver’s arm, her eyes shining with excitement.

"So you are Cooper's boyfriend now?"

"I am."

She looked back and forth between Cooper and Oliver not able to stop smiling.

"I hoped it would be you. You make him happy and he talks about you a lot."

Oliver laughed.

"He makes me happy too."

"We're all happy," Eileen cut in, regaining some of her composure.

"All I've ever wanted is for Cooper to find a nice man but it's tough to do out here. I can't put into words how overjoyed I am that someone has decided to move here for my boy."

"I guess we need another place setting at the table now," Andy said.

"Rhett, go ahead and get that for Oliver."

Oliver glanced over at Rhett, not knowing what his reaction would be.

Rhett stared at Oliver and then gave him a nod, which he supposed was the best he could hope for.

Dinner was even more than he could have hoped for.

Oliver never felt like his presence was unwanted, not even for a second.

Andy asked him about the job he was interviewing for and Eileen asked what some of his favorite meals were so she could make them for future dinners.

It was so easy to talk to them and Oliver finally felt like he was with a real family.

It wasn't at all like the cold, stilted conversations he would have with his own parents whenever he had dinner with them.

He felt Cooper's hand slide into his under the table.

He had been beaming the entire dinner and Oliver had felt his eyes on him the whole time.

Oliver never wanted Cooper to stop smiling like that and he was going to do everything he could to keep that smile on his face.

‘He deserved the world and I was going to do my best to give it to him.’

As usual, Rhett was quiet during dinner.

When we all began to clean up, Oliver joined him at the kitchen sink where he was washing dishes, his sleeves rolled up to reveal strong forearms.

He wasn't as big as Cooper but Oliver noticed he had more scars on his arms.

Oliver assumed they were from logging but then again, he didn't know much about Rhett.

The young man got the feeling Rhett was going to be a challenge to get to know.

"I'll dry," Oliver said, picking up one of the towels near the sink and holding out his hand for the plate he was rinsing.

He handed it to the young man and for a few minutes they worked without saying anything.

Oliver was thinking about the best way to start a conversation when Rhett finally broke the silence.

"I was wrong about you," he said.

"Didn't think we'd ever see you again."

"I couldn't stay away. Washington is great and I enjoy spending time with you all and Cooper's here. I hated saying goodbye to him when my vacation was over. He's everything I didn't know I wanted."

Rhett gave Oliver a sideways glance.

"You mean that?"

"Absolutely. I'm in love with him and I want nothing more than to make him happy. It made sense for me to move here because I don't have much keeping me in San Diego and Cooper's entire world is here in Washington."

Rhett grunted and focused on scrubbing a pan.

He took his time before he spoke again.

"You hurt him and no one will ever find your body. There are places in these mountains where no one's been."

"Right. Got it," Oliver replied, taking the pan he held out to me.

"I have no intention of hurting Cooper."

Oliver knew it was going to be an uphill battle with Rhett but he was determined to win him over eventually.

When the dishes were done, the young man turned around to see Annabelle and Cooper at the island in the kitchen, where all sorts of baking ingredients and equipment were spread out on the counter.

"We're going to make cookies," Annabelle said.

"Do you want to help?"

"I'd love to.”

Cooper watched as Rhett walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.

"How did things go with him?" Cooper asked Oliver.

"Well, he threatened to kill me and dump my body in the mountains if I hurt you, so I guess that means he's giving me a chance," Oliver said, shrugging.

Cooper cracked up, his booming laugh filling the room.

Alongside him, Annabelle giggled.

"Rhett won't kill anybody," she said confidently.

"His bark is worse than his bite."

"I figured. What kind of cookies are we making?"

Annabelle began explaining, talking a mile a minute as she detailed what would be in the cookies and how she wanted them to look.

Her enthusiasm was infectious and Oliver got to work right away, combining the dry ingredients while she blended butter and sugar in a large bowl.

Cooper was leaning against the kitchen wall, watching them with a smile on his face.

"You two seem to have it covered."

"Maybe but you need a job to do," Annabelle said.

"My job is going to be eating the cookies."

Annabelle and Oliver both laughed and the young man rolled his eyes at Cooper.

True to form, he spent most of the time telling dumb jokes and making Annabelle laugh, rather than helping them bake.

When the cookies were out of the oven and cooled enough to move, they put them on a few plates and took them into the living room.

There was a fire going in the fireplace, softly crackling and warming the room as it cast a gentle golden glow on everything.

Andy and Eileen were sitting on one small couch and Rhett was sitting on the floor on a blanket and a nest of pillows.

Annabelle sat on the floor with Rhett, leaving the other small couch empty.

Oliver sat down with Cooper and he put his arm around his boyfriend as soon as they settled in.

Oliver nestled against his side, melting into the warmth of his solid body.

The young man couldn't remember ever feeling this content but this was also the first time he'd sat in front of a fire with homemade cookies, surrounded by a kind family and an incredible man who loved him and had no problem showing it.

It was the relationship he'd always wanted.

An hour later, Annabelle started falling asleep and they took it as their cue to leave.

Cooper held Oliver’s hand the whole way on the short drive home, keeping one hand in his and the other one the steering wheel.

"This is how I want every Sunday to be," Oliver murmured.

"A hike or walk on the beach, hanging out with your family and then the two of us hanging out at home after."

Cooper squeezed Oliver’s hand.

"It makes me so happy to hear you say that. It's what I want too. It's everything I want."

‘When Cooper pulled into his driveway and parked the truck next to my car, it felt like I was home.’

Oliver didn't understand how all of this could have happened so quickly but it felt right.

He gazed up at the night sky when he got out of the truck, noticing how much brighter the stars looked out here.

He heard Cooper walk around the truck and when he turned to face him, he had a soft, wondrous look in his eyes.

He stepped closer to Oliver and cupped one side of his face in his hand, his thumb gently stroking his cheek.

"I can't believe you're here. It's like I dreamed you into my life."

Oliver smiled and pressed his forehead against his.

"And I never saw you coming. Back in November I thought I was just going on vacation, not meeting the man I can imagine spending the rest of my life with."

"Do you mean that?" Cooper asked quietly, a hopeful lilt to his voice.

"I do. Obviously we need to get to know each other more first but I can see a life with you. I think I'm going to love living here and I already love you."

Cooper closed the distance between their lips and kissed him, his arms wrapping all the way around his lover’s lower back and pulling his slender body against his.

Cooper didn't need to say the words back.

Oliver could feel them in the way Cooper kissed him and could see them in his eyes when his boyfriend looked at him and the young man knew he'd never have to question or doubt Cooper’s love.

Cooper was everything love should be.

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Our daughter Mary and her fiancee Jon came to town to visit a prospective venue for their upcoming marriage. I went with them on a visit to Robertson Homestead also known as Tipsy Goats.

Whaaa!?

Yeah the Robertson Homestead is famous in Rock Hill South Carolina for its history of having a herd or flock or whatever of fainting goats who appeared as if they were drunk.

Tennessee Fainting Goats are a breed of domestic goat known for their tendency to faint or tip over when they are startled by a loud noise or sudden movement that causes their muscles to stiffen up while involuntarily contracting which results in temporary paralysis. The goat falls over stiffly for a few seconds before regaining its balance. Although this looks painful and downright hilarious, the goats don't mind one bit.

This of course leads to the legend of Cliff Tucker, a good old boy who gained local fame for his ability to fart down a fainting goat with a sudden, unexpected gaseous explosion which never failed to delight the assembled audience.

On the ride from Charlotte to Rock Hill, we began to wonder whatever happened to good old fahioned fainting. Fashionable fainting more or less disappeared in the late 19th century along with fainting couches.

Fainting couches were readily available for women in Southern mansions where their corsetted and restrictive clothing amidst tight shoes in the Southern heat helped them recover from heat exhaustion.

The fainting couch, upholstered and cushioned with its armrest, backrest and gentle downward slope allowed women to recline and elevate their feet and alleviate dizziness. This process was known as "elevate to alleviate".

Fainting was considered quite normal back in the day. Women used to experience the "vapors" when in the presence of an attractive man.Scarlett O'Hara (Vivien Leigh) exclaims, "Oh, Ashley Wilkes, he gives me the vapors!" when discussing her feelings for her romantic interest. Scarlett, also faints several times, including during a confrontation with Rhett Butler and after discovering the death of her daughter.

The Great Gatsby" (2013): In this adaptation of F. Scott Fitzgerald's novel, Daisy Buchanan (Carey Mulligan) says, "I'm paralyzed with happiness" and her friend responds, "Sounds like the vapors to me!"

"Moulin Rouge!" (2001): In this musical, Satine (Nicole Kidman) exclaims, "I feel giddy, like a schoolgirl. It's the champagne… or maybe he just gives me the vapors."

The idea behind the "vapors" is that a woman might become so overwhelmed by her emotions in the presence of an attractive man that she would experience a drop in blood pressure, that could cause her to feel faint or dizzy. This physical reaction was sometimes referred to as "the vapors."

Today, the phrase "he gives me the vapors" is considered outdated and sexist, as it reinforces the stereotype of women as being overly emotional and prone to swooning in response to male attention.

Too bad, we men kinda liked all that.

Oh well.

We used to have the vapors as well; once we were vulnerable and accepted it without assault rifles

Pride and Prejudice" (2005): In this adaptation, Mr. Darcy (Matthew Macfadyen) faints after proposing to Elizabeth Bennet (Keira Knightley) and being rejected.

"Sense and Sensibility" (1995): In this adaptation of Jane Austen's novel, Mr. Palmer (Hugh Laurie) faints after hearing news of his wife's pregnancy.

Moulin Rouge!" (2001): In this musical, the character Christian (Ewan McGregor) faints after seeing the object of his affection, Satine (Nicole Kidman), for the first time.

It's always a breathtaking cinematic moment when one character has the vapors while the other character faints when first they meet. This is one of the reason why Mary loves Moulin Rouge so much because of the love and this is one of the reasons we were having this discussion on the way to Robertson Homestead.

We thought it would be a good idea if we brought back vapors, fainting and fainting couches and removed the gender bias. Let everybody faint whenever they feel like it. No shame. Let's soften up our environments. Let's reconvert a couple of chaisse lounges into out and out fainting couches. Let's always be ready to catch a companion who suddenly faints with nobody freaking out. What a good use of friendship and support!

The faint doesn't have to be an actual swoon or faint, it can be a feigned faint where a person expresses their surprise or admiration by falling onto a couch or being caught just in time by his/her companion.

Oh well, just the kind of conversation that occurs in a car heading to the Robertson Homestead on the way to choose a venue for the wedding of Mary and Jon.

When we got to the Homestead we discovered that the fainting goats no longer resided there but we could add goats to the wedding for an additional $400.

A fainting couch, also known as a chaise longue or a daybed, is a type of upholstered sofa or chair designed for reclining. It typically has one armrest and a backrest that slopes gently downwards towards the foot of the couch. The name "fainting couch" comes from the fact that it was often used by women in the 19th century as a place to rest and recover from the heat or exhaustion, particularly in the context of tight corsets and other restrictive clothing. The design of the fainting couch allowed women to lie down and elevate their feet, which could help to alleviate symptoms such as dizziness or faintness. Today, fainting couches are often used as decorative pieces in living rooms, bedrooms, or other spaces.

onelinecross@yahoo.com what are fainting goats Fainting goats, also known as myotonic goats or Tennessee Fainting goats, are a breed of domestic goats that are known for their tendency to "faint" or "fall over" when they are startled or excited. This happens because of a genetic condition called myotonia, which causes their muscles to stiffen up and contract involuntarily, resulting in a temporary paralysis.

When a fainting goat experiences a sudden stimulus, such as a loud noise or a sudden movement, its muscles lock up and it falls over stiffly for a few seconds or more before getting back up again. Although this might look alarming or painful, it is not harmful to the goat, and it does not actually lose consciousness.

Fainting goats are often kept as pets or for their meat and milk, and their myotonic condition is considered to be a unique trait that sets them apart from other breeds of goats.

onelinecross@yahoo.com what are some classic faints in cinema Fainting, also known as "swooning" or "passing out," has been a popular trope in cinema for many years. Here are some classic examples of fainting in movies:

"Gone with the Wind" (1939): In this classic film,

"The Philadelphia Story" (1940): In this romantic comedy, Tracy Lord, played by Katharine Hepburn, faints after drinking too much champagne at her pre-wedding party.

"The Wizard of Oz" (1939): In this beloved family film, Dorothy, played by Judy Garland, faints after being frightened by the Wizard's projection of a fierce animal.

"Sense and Sensibility" (1995): In this period drama, Marianne Dashwood, played by Kate Winslet, faints after a feverish illness, which leads to her eventual reconciliation with her suitor, Colonel Brandon.

"Pride and Prejudice" (2005): In this adaptation of the classic Jane Austen novel, Elizabeth Bennet, played by Keira Knightley, faints after receiving some unexpected news, which signals a turning point in her relationship with Mr. Darcy.

These are just a few examples of fainting scenes in cinema, but there are many more across different genres and time periods.

onelinecross@yahoo.com how about famoous swoons Sure, here are some examples of famous swoons in history and pop culture:

Elvis Presley: During a concert in 1977, Elvis Presley swooned on stage and had to be helped off. He died just a few months later.

Marilyn Monroe: The iconic actress is said to have swooned during a photo shoot in 1954, resulting in some of her most famous images.

Princess Diana: In 1987, Princess Diana famously swooned during a trip to Pakistan. The incident was widely covered by the media and fueled speculation about her health.

Scarlett Johansson: During a Broadway performance in 2013, Scarlett Johansson reportedly swooned on stage and had to be helped off by her co-stars.

The Beatles: During the height of Beatlemania in the 1960s, fans were known to swoon and faint at the sight of the band, leading to the term "Beatlemania swoon."

These are just a few examples of famous swoons, but there are many more throughout history and pop culture.

onelinecross@yahoo.com what's the difference between a swoon and a faint The terms "swoon" and "faint" are often used interchangeably to describe a sudden loss of consciousness or a brief period of unconsciousness. However, there is a slight difference between the two terms.

A swoon is typically a brief episode of lightheadedness or dizziness that may or may not result in a loss of consciousness. It is usually caused by a sudden drop in blood pressure or a lack of oxygen to the brain. A person who is swooning may feel weak, dizzy, or nauseous, and may experience tunnel vision or a ringing in their ears. They may also feel flushed or overheated.

A faint, on the other hand, is a more severe form of loss of consciousness that is usually caused by a sudden drop in blood pressure. During a faint, a person loses consciousness completely and may fall to the ground. They may appear pale, clammy, or sweaty, and may experience convulsions or twitching.

In summary, a swoon is a milder form of fainting, usually involving only a brief period of lightheadedness or dizziness, while a faint is a more severe form of loss of consciousness that involves a complete loss of consciousness and may involve convulsions or twitching.

onelinecross@yahoo.com what is meant by he gives me the vapors The phrase "he gives me the vapors" is an old-fashioned expression that was used in the past to describe a feeling of faintness, dizziness, or swooning that a woman might experience in response to a man's charm or attractiveness.

The idea behind this expression is that a woman might become so overwhelmed by her emotions in the presence of an attractive man that she would experience a physical reaction, such as a drop in blood pressure, that could cause her to feel faint or dizzy. This physical reaction was sometimes referred to as "the vapors."

Today, the phrase "he gives me the vapors" is considered outdated and somewhat sexist, as it reinforces the stereotype of women as being overly emotional and prone to swooning in response to male attention. It is not commonly used in modern language.

onelinecross@yahoo.com are there examples of He gives me the vapors in movies Yes, the phrase "he gives me the vapors" has been used in movies to evoke a sense of old-fashioned romance and femininity. Here are a few examples:

"Gone with the Wind" (1939): In this classic film,

"The Philadelphia Story" (1940): In this romantic comedy, Tracy Lord (Katharine Hepburn) says, "Oh, my goodness, I have the vapors!" when she becomes overwhelmed by her feelings for two different men.

"Hocus Pocus" (1993): In this Halloween-themed comedy, one of the teenage characters exclaims, "Oh, he gives me the vapors!" when discussing her crush on a boy.

These are just a few examples, but the phrase has been used in various movies over the years to evoke a sense of old-fashioned romance or humor.

onelinecross@yahoo.com can I have a few more Sure! Here are a few more examples of the phrase "he gives me the vapors" being used in movies:

"Arsenic and Old Lace" (1944): In this classic comedy, one of the characters exclaims, "Oh, dear, I do believe he gives me the vapors!" when discussing her attraction to a man.

"The Cat's Meow" (2001): In this period drama, actress Marion Davies (Kirsten Dunst) exclaims, "He gives me the vapors!" when discussing her feelings for her lover, newspaper magnate William Randolph Hearst.

"The Great Gatsby" (2013): In this adaptation of F. Scott Fitzgerald's novel, Daisy Buchanan (Carey Mulligan) says, "I'm paralyzed with happiness" and her friend responds, "Sounds like the vapors to me!"

"Moulin Rouge!" (2001): In this musical, Satine (Nicole Kidman) exclaims, "I feel giddy, like a schoolgirl. It's the champagne… or maybe he just gives me the vapors."

These are just a few more examples of the phrase being used in movies.

onelinecross@yahoo.com how bout examples of fainting men Fainting or swooning men are not as commonly depicted in movies as fainting or swooning women, but here are a few examples:

"Pride and Prejudice" (2005): In this adaptation of Jane Austen's novel, Mr. Darcy (Matthew Macfadyen) faints after proposing to Elizabeth Bennet (Keira Knightley) and being rejected.

"Sense and Sensibility" (1995): In this adaptation of Jane Austen's novel, Mr. Palmer (Hugh Laurie) faints after hearing news of his wife's pregnancy.

"Atonement" (2007): In this drama set in the 1930s, Robbie Turner (James McAvoy) faints after being falsely accused of a crime and being arrested.

"The King's Speech" (2010): In this biographical drama, King George VI (Colin Firth) faints during a public speaking engagement due to his struggle with a speech impediment.

These are just a few examples of fainting or swooning men in movies. While it is not as common as the depiction of fainting or swooning women, it has been used as a plot device or to emphasize the character's vulnerability or weakness.

onelinecross@yahoo.com can I have a few more Sure! Here are a few more examples of fainting or swooning men in movies:

"Jane Eyre" (2011): In this adaptation of Charlotte Bronte's novel, Mr. Rochester (Michael Fassbender) faints after falling off his horse and being injured.

"Moulin Rouge!" (2001): In this musical, the character Christian (Ewan McGregor) faints after seeing the object of his affection, Satine (Nicole Kidman), for the first time.

"The Age of Adaline" (2015): In this romantic fantasy drama, William (Harrison Ford) faints after realizing that Adaline (Blake Lively) is the same woman he fell in love with decades earlier.

"The Princess Bride" (1987): In this fantasy adventure film, Westley (Cary Elwes) faints after being subjected to the "Machine" torture device.

These are just a few more examples of fainting or swooning men in movies.

onelinecross@yahoo.com Does Victor Frankenstein faint In the original novel "Frankenstein" by Mary Shelley, Victor Frankenstein does not faint. However, there have been various adaptations of the story in film and other media, and some of them may portray Victor Frankenstein fainting or swooning in certain scenes.

For example, in the 2015 film "Victor Frankenstein," the titular character (played by James McAvoy) does not faint, but he does have a few moments of emotional breakdown throughout the movie. In the 1931 film "Frankenstein," the character of Victor Frankenstein (played by Colin Clive) does not faint either, but there is a scene where he collapses and is carried to bed after becoming severely ill from overwork and lack of sleep.

So while Victor Frankenstein does not faint in the original novel, adaptations of the story may depict him fainting or swooning in certain scenes for dramatic effect.

onelinecross@yahoo.com Examples of men swooning Swooning or fainting men are not as commonly depicted in movies as fainting or swooning women, but here are a few examples:

"Gone with the Wind" (1939): In this classic epic film, the character Ashley Wilkes (Leslie Howard) swoons after being shot during a battle in the Civil War.

"Bram Stoker's Dracula" (1992): In this horror film, the character Jonathan Harker (Keanu Reeves) swoons after being bitten by Dracula (Gary Oldman) and realizing he has been turned into a vampire.

"Sense and Sensibility" (1995): In this period drama, Colonel Brandon (Alan Rickman) swoons after learning that his former love, Eliza, has died.

"The Patriot" (2000): In this historical war film, the character Benjamin Martin (Mel Gibson) swoons after being severely injured during a battle.

These are just a few examples of swooning or fainting men in movies. While it is not as common as the depiction of fainting or swooning women, it has been used as a plot device or to emphasize the character's vulnerability or weakness.

A fainting couch, also known as a chaise longue or a daybed, is a type of upholstered sofa or chair designed for reclining. It typically has one armrest and a backrest that slopes gently downwards towards the foot of the couch. The name "fainting couch" comes from the fact that it was often used by women in the 19th century as a place to rest and recover from the heat or exhaustion, particularly in the context of tight corsets and other restrictive clothing. The design of the fainting couch allowed women to lie down and elevate their feet, which could help to alleviate symptoms such as dizziness or faintness. Today, fainting couches are often used as decorative pieces in living rooms, bedrooms, or other spaces.

onelinecross@yahoo.com what are fainting goats Fainting goats, also known as myotonic goats or Tennessee Fainting goats, are a breed of domestic goats that are known for their tendency to "faint" or "fall over" when they are startled or excited. This happens because of a genetic condition called myotonia, which causes their muscles to stiffen up and contract involuntarily, resulting in a temporary paralysis.

When a fainting goat experiences a sudden stimulus, such as a loud noise or a sudden movement, its muscles lock up and it falls over stiffly for a few seconds or more before getting back up again. Although this might look alarming or painful, it is not harmful to the goat, and it does not actually lose consciousness.

Fainting goats are often kept as pets or for their meat and milk, and their myotonic condition is considered to be a unique trait that sets them apart from other breeds of goats.

onelinecross@yahoo.com what are some classic faints in cinema Fainting, also known as "swooning" or "passing out," has been a popular trope in cinema for many years. Here are some classic examples of fainting in movies:

"Gone with the Wind" (1939): In this classic film, Scarlett O'Hara, played by Vivien Leigh, faints several times, including during a confrontation with Rhett Butler and after discovering the death of her daughter.

"The Philadelphia Story" (1940): In this romantic comedy, Tracy Lord, played by Katharine Hepburn, faints after drinking too much champagne at her pre-wedding party.

"The Wizard of Oz" (1939): In this beloved family film, Dorothy, played by Judy Garland, faints after being frightened by the Wizard's projection of a fierce animal.

"Sense and Sensibility" (1995): In this period drama, Marianne Dashwood, played by Kate Winslet, faints after a feverish illness, which leads to her eventual reconciliation with her suitor, Colonel Brandon.

"Pride and Prejudice" (2005): In this adaptation of the classic Jane Austen novel, Elizabeth Bennet, played by Keira Knightley, faints after receiving some unexpected news, which signals a turning point in her relationship with Mr. Darcy.

These are just a few examples of fainting scenes in cinema, but there are many more across different genres and time periods.

onelinecross@yahoo.com how about famoous swoons Sure, here are some examples of famous swoons in history and pop culture:

Elvis Presley: During a concert in 1977, Elvis Presley swooned on stage and had to be helped off. He died just a few months later.

Marilyn Monroe: The iconic actress is said to have swooned during a photo shoot in 1954, resulting in some of her most famous images.

Princess Diana: In 1987, Princess Diana famously swooned during a trip to Pakistan. The incident was widely covered by the media and fueled speculation about her health.

Scarlett Johansson: During a Broadway performance in 2013, Scarlett Johansson reportedly swooned on stage and had to be helped off by her co-stars.

The Beatles: During the height of Beatlemania in the 1960s, fans were known to swoon and faint at the sight of the band, leading to the term "Beatlemania swoon."

These are just a few examples of famous swoons, but there are many more throughout history and pop culture.

onelinecross@yahoo.com what's the difference between a swoon and a faint The terms "swoon" and "faint" are often used interchangeably to describe a sudden loss of consciousness or a brief period of unconsciousness. However, there is a slight difference between the two terms.

A swoon is typically a brief episode of lightheadedness or dizziness that may or may not result in a loss of consciousness. It is usually caused by a sudden drop in blood pressure or a lack of oxygen to the brain. A person who is swooning may feel weak, dizzy, or nauseous, and may experience tunnel vision or a ringing in their ears. They may also feel flushed or overheated.

A faint, on the other hand, is a more severe form of loss of consciousness that is usually caused by a sudden drop in blood pressure. During a faint, a person loses consciousness completely and may fall to the ground. They may appear pale, clammy, or sweaty, and may experience convulsions or twitching.

In summary, a swoon is a milder form of fainting, usually involving only a brief period of lightheadedness or dizziness, while a faint is a more severe form of loss of consciousness that involves a complete loss of consciousness and may involve convulsions or twitching.

onelinecross@yahoo.com what is meant by he gives me the vapors The phrase "he gives me the vapors" is an old-fashioned expression that was used in the past to describe a feeling of faintness, dizziness, or swooning that a woman might experience in response to a man's charm or attractiveness.

The idea behind this expression is that a woman might become so overwhelmed by her emotions in the presence of an attractive man that she would experience a physical reaction, such as a drop in blood pressure, that could cause her to feel faint or dizzy. This physical reaction was sometimes referred to as "the vapors."

Today, the phrase "he gives me the vapors" is considered outdated and somewhat sexist, as it reinforces the stereotype of women as being overly emotional and prone to swooning in response to male attention. It is not commonly used in modern language.

onelinecross@yahoo.com are there examples of He gives me the vapors in movies Yes, the phrase "he gives me the vapors" has been used in movies to evoke a sense of old-fashioned romance and femininity. Here are a few examples:

"Gone with the Wind" (1939): In this classic film, Scarlett O'Hara (Vivien Leigh) exclaims, "Oh, Ashley Wilkes, he gives me the vapors!" when discussing her feelings for her romantic interest.

"The Philadelphia Story" (1940): In this romantic comedy, Tracy Lord (Katharine Hepburn) says, "Oh, my goodness, I have the vapors!" when she becomes overwhelmed by her feelings for two different men.

"Hocus Pocus" (1993): In this Halloween-themed comedy, one of the teenage characters exclaims, "Oh, he gives me the vapors!" when discussing her crush on a boy.

These are just a few examples, but the phrase has been used in various movies over the years to evoke a sense of old-fashioned romance or humor.

onelinecross@yahoo.com can I have a few more Sure! Here are a few more examples of the phrase "he gives me the vapors" being used in movies:

"Arsenic and Old Lace" (1944): In this classic comedy, one of the characters exclaims, "Oh, dear, I do believe he gives me the vapors!" when discussing her attraction to a man.

"The Cat's Meow" (2001): In this period drama, actress Marion Davies (Kirsten Dunst) exclaims, "He gives me the vapors!" when discussing her feelings for her lover, newspaper magnate William Randolph Hearst.

"The Great Gatsby" (2013): In this adaptation of F. Scott Fitzgerald's novel, Daisy Buchanan (Carey Mulligan) says, "I'm paralyzed with happiness" and her friend responds, "Sounds like the vapors to me!"

"Moulin Rouge!" (2001): In this musical, Satine (Nicole Kidman) exclaims, "I feel giddy, like a schoolgirl. It's the champagne… or maybe he just gives me the vapors."

These are just a few more examples of the phrase being used in movies.

onelinecross@yahoo.com how bout examples of fainting men Fainting or swooning men are not as commonly depicted in movies as fainting or swooning women, but here are a few examples:

"Pride and Prejudice" (2005): In this adaptation of Jane Austen's novel, Mr. Darcy (Matthew Macfadyen) faints after proposing to Elizabeth Bennet (Keira Knightley) and being rejected.

"Sense and Sensibility" (1995): In this adaptation of Jane Austen's novel, Mr. Palmer (Hugh Laurie) faints after hearing news of his wife's pregnancy.

"Atonement" (2007): In this drama set in the 1930s, Robbie Turner (James McAvoy) faints after being falsely accused of a crime and being arrested.

"The King's Speech" (2010): In this biographical drama, King George VI (Colin Firth) faints during a public speaking engagement due to his struggle with a speech impediment.

These are just a few examples of fainting or swooning men in movies. While it is not as common as the depiction of fainting or swooning women, it has been used as a plot device or to emphasize the character's vulnerability or weakness.

onelinecross@yahoo.com can I have a few more Sure! Here are a few more examples of fainting or swooning men in movies:

"Jane Eyre" (2011): In this adaptation of Charlotte Bronte's novel, Mr. Rochester (Michael Fassbender) faints after falling off his horse and being injured.

"Moulin Rouge!" (2001): In this musical, the character Christian (Ewan McGregor) faints after seeing the object of his affection, Satine (Nicole Kidman), for the first time.

"The Age of Adaline" (2015): In this romantic fantasy drama, William (Harrison Ford) faints after realizing that Adaline (Blake Lively) is the same woman he fell in love with decades earlier.

"The Princess Bride" (1987): In this fantasy adventure film, Westley (Cary Elwes) faints after being subjected to the "Machine" torture device.

These are just a few more examples of fainting or swooning men in movies.

onelinecross@yahoo.com Does Victor Frankenstein faint In the original novel "Frankenstein" by Mary Shelley, Victor Frankenstein does not faint. However, there have been various adaptations of the story in film and other media, and some of them may portray Victor Frankenstein fainting or swooning in certain scenes.

For example, in the 2015 film "Victor Frankenstein," the titular character (played by James McAvoy) does not faint, but he does have a few moments of emotional breakdown throughout the movie. In the 1931 film "Frankenstein," the character of Victor Frankenstein (played by Colin Clive) does not faint either, but there is a scene where he collapses and is carried to bed after becoming severely ill from overwork and lack of sleep.

So while Victor Frankenstein does not faint in the original novel, adaptations of the story may depict him fainting or swooning in certain scenes for dramatic effect.

onelinecross@yahoo.com Examples of men swooning Swooning or fainting men are not as commonly depicted in movies as fainting or swooning women, but here are a few examples:

"Gone with the Wind" (1939): In this classic epic film, the character Ashley Wilkes (Leslie Howard) swoons after being shot during a battle in the Civil War.

"Bram Stoker's Dracula" (1992): In this horror film, the character Jonathan Harker (Keanu Reeves) swoons after being bitten by Dracula (Gary Oldman) and realizing he has been turned into a vampire.

"Sense and Sensibility" (1995): In this period drama, Colonel Brandon (Alan Rickman) swoons after learning that his former love, Eliza, has died.

"The Patriot" (2000): In this historical war film, the character Benjamin Martin (Mel Gibson) swoons after being severely injured during a battle.

These are just a few examples of swooning or fainting men in movies. While it is not as common as the depiction of fainting or swooning women, it has been used as a plot device or to emphasize the character's vulnerability or weakness.

[thenthekneehits]

“None of our chins could fit in it.” - Chase (GMMore #1701)

[nealink]

When Link glitched eating that hot ice cream cake, I could only think of one thing

[ky-tumbles]

Me and All My Heathens - Rhett Abbott

I do love all the incredible smut that’s been posted for this sexy cowboy 🤠

But I wanted some soft family man Rhett, and this popped into my head while working!

Summary: good ol’ Abbott family fun

Warnings: just mind melting fluff, maybe a mention or smidge of smut

His hand rests on your thigh, and his other hand is on the steering wheel. There's some love song playing softly, you can barely make out the lyrics over the soft snoring coming from the middle of the van.

You look over your shoulder for the fifth time in the last twenty minutes. Your two year old is sleeping, and your 11 month old is swatting at his toy with one hand with his other stuffed in his mouth.

“They’re fine,” Rhett grumbles, he squeezes your thigh playfully before moving his hand up to your stomach. His thumb rubs up and down against the fabric of your sweater dress.

“Just wanted to check on my boys,” you shoot him a look. “I don’t think they’ve ever been this relaxed in the car before.”

Rhett just hums, eyes focusing on the road ahead. You stifle a yawn, hand going to your seat adjuster. Your chair reclines back a bit and you adjust your hips to a comfortable position. From your new position, it’s easier to admire your husband.

His hair is ruffled from his hat. He’d taken it off before he began driving. Theres a layer of scruff on his face, and his lips are pursed in thought. Your hand reaches out to tuck some hair back out of his face.

He catches your hand in his and presses a quick kiss to your palm before releasing it. There’s a glint in his eye and you chuckle.

“What?” He questions gruffly, sounding very much like his father for a millisecond.

“I just realized I forgot to check on my big boy,” you tease, leaning across the console to kiss his cheek.

Rhett’s cheeks flush, he wants so desperately to turn his head and kiss you so passionately your socks will fall off, but he also knows there’s three extra lives in the car he’s responsible for now. Three years ago, he would’ve pulled the vehicle over and had you the way he wanted but it’s hard with two little ones in the back and your belly in the way.

He’s full on lost in thought, eyes glinting in a familiar way. He’s definitely thinking about that one time two years ago. He’s got a coy smile on his face, the kind he gets before he bends you over the nearest surface.

“Remember that one time?” Rhett smirks, being as vague as possible to elicit a reaction from you.

You rest your head on your chin. You’re pretending to think about his question, it’s impossible to know what time he’s talking about. “No, babes, I have no idea what time you’re thinking of.”

His blue eyes leave the road for the briefest second, sparkling wildly. The look reminds you of a younger Rhett, one that had just put a ring on your finger and wanted nothing more than you by his side. He’s interrupted before he can indulge you in the dalliance that occupies his mind.

“Dada? We dere yet?” Ryder inquires, the two year old’s eyes are fighting to stay open. He lets out a large yawn as you peak your head over your shoulder.

His voice startles his little brother, you can see Colt in the baby mirror. His hand is no longer in his mouth, eyes wide threatening crocodile tears.

“Almost there, buddy,” Rhett reassures just as he pulls off the road and down the Abbott driveway. The normally yellow driveway is covered in a layer of snow.

You smile as the house comes into view. Royal had hung Christmas lights recently, something he’d taken to doing once Amy came along.

You can see Perry standing on the porch, eagle eyes watching your van pull in slowly.

Rhett groans. “He’s going to give me shit about the van.”

You roll your eyes as he pulls to a stop in front of the house. “He’s your older brother, he gives you shit for everything.”

Rhett just scoffs, playfully annoyed as he puts the van in park. He’s quick to get his seat belt off and get around to your door.

Perry is just as quick, bounding down the steps and walking to the car with fervour only an uncle who hasn’t seen his nephews in days has.

The door behind yours is pulled open at the same time as yours. Rhett helps you out and on your feet as Perry unclips Ryder. You can hear the giggles from your oldest as his uncle tickles his belly.

“Getting so big buddy!” Perry laughs, placing the boy on his hip and walking him towards the porch.

Your husband places a hand on your lower back as he leads you behind Perry towards the house, you hesitate. Colt is still in his car seat, he’s whining and the sound breaks your heart.

“Can’t leave the baby in the car,” you say, turning back to go get him.

“I will get the baby. The gorgeous pregnant lady is going to get her cute little butt in the house where she’ll be comfortable.” Rhett reasons back, eyes intense as they stare you down. He means business and who are you to argue with him, he looks especially sexy when he bosses you around, but you'll wait until everyone else is asleep to tell him.

Perry hands you Ryder as he goes to assist his brother. “I’ll help you grab the bags.”

Ryder yawns as he leans his head against your shoulder. You rub a hand up his back as you open the front door.

“Nice mini van by the way,” Perry snarks as you slip into the warm house. You giggle to yourself, brothers.

You don’t hear Rhett’s reply as you walk into the warmth of the Abbott family home. Your in-laws are seated on the couch, a holiday movie playing quietly on the TV. Amy sits on a lounger beside them, looking the ever bored teenager she recently became.

She’s the first to notice you as you set Ryder down on the ground. The little Abbott boy runs past his grandparents and straight to the farm dog that is sleeping like it's dead in the corner.

Royal and Cecelia both lift themselves from the couch, they each embrace you. Cecelia presses a kiss to your forehead, cupping your belly lovingly.

"You are absolutely glowing!" She smiles, you can see the excitement behind her eyes. She loves having little Abbott's running around the ranch. "How are your parents? You had a nice visit?"

"They're doing well, they say hi. They sent us back with pie." You laugh pointing to the bag that Perry has appeared in the kitchen with.

Royal is quick to inspect the contents, and Cecelia follows him, shaking her head and mumbling something about his health. You chuckle watching the two, it amazes you how after all these years they are still those two kids that fell in love.

A yip from the dog draws your eyes to your oldest boy. Ryder is pulling his tail and it's clear the dog is unhappy.

"Ryder William Abbott, you leave that dog alone right now." You project sternly, eyes narrowing at the little boy.

His gaze drops as he releases the dog's tail and mopes over to you. Rhett is suddenly at your side, with no idea what's going on but ready to back you up at any moment. Ryder's lip juts out as he wraps his arms around your legs.

"Sworry, momma," his bright eyes shine up at you. This face makes him look just like his father and you melt a little inside.

Rhett, sensing your resolve crumbling with the look given to you by your oldest baby, steps in. He crouches to the ground and holds on to your son's shoulder.

"You don't like it when Colt hits you, do you?" Rhett questions, face deadly serious.

The whole house has gone quiet, the family in the kitchen pretending to keep themselves busy while definitely listening in.

Ryder nods, shifting back and forth on his feet. He looks at his father and then back to you, trying to win your empathy.

"We can't go around hurting other people or animals, buddy. It's not nice." Rhett lectures, it's hot when he goes into full-on dad mode.

Ryder nods, his dad lets him go and he runs off to play with some toys. Colt's little footsteps can be heard behind you, you turn to catch the little boy but he blasts right past you towards his older brother.

"Wow," Perry laughs, as he joins you and Rhett in the living room, beer in hand. "You've got a little handful there."

Both the Abbott parents chuckle deviously at that.

"Reminds me of you boys when you were that little," Royal says as he sits back down on the couch.

Rhett leads you to the other couch, letting you perch yourself there before he sits as well. He pulls your back against his body and you lean into him. His hand splays itself over your stomach, sending the baby within into a kicking fit.

"Uncle Rhett," Amy sings, her voice going up an octave. She wants something.

He looks up at her, eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Yes?" He questions, not trying to let her hear his hesitation.

"Are we going to have our usual sleepover?" She inquires, shooting her dad a dirty look when he laughs out loud.

It was a tradition they'd started years ago when you and Rhett had first started dating. At the start of every school holiday, Rhett, Amy, Perry and yourself would camp out on the living room floor and watch movies. With the boys being so little last year, neither joined but you imagine that Ryder will throw a hissyfit if he's not allowed to join.

"Of course, kiddo." He smiles, his face lighting up genuinely. He loves that his teenage niece still wants to keep up their little traditions. "but aunt Y/N won't be joining us."

You can't even bring yourself to be sad about it. With the size of your stomach, there's no way that the living room floor would be comfortable. Not to mention how your back is sore in a normal bed, god forbid you sleep without your pregnancy pillow.

"That's fair," Amy replies, smiling happily.

[hederasgarden]

I feel like most of us agree that bob isn’t the jealous type, at least not outwardly, but what about rhett? 👀

BESTIE - this ask! I have a lot of thoughts on it. 

I think Rhett could be the jealous type depending on the situation. I also think his reaction would be highly dependent on if he’s already together with the reader and/or if he had been drinking. 

If he is not with you at the time but wants you, he'd just sulk in the corner of the bar, staring at you and getting messy drunk. Remember that moment with the cop car? Yeah. He’s a special boy. He might come up to you at the end of the night and say something vague about how pretty you are. Perry would definitely have to drag him away to sober up. 

If he is with you and he hasn't been drinking, he'd probably tell the guy to knock it off and then be extra handsy with you, marking his claim. He would put his hat on you and situate you in front of him so everyone can see him running his hands up and down your body, kissing your neck, and whispering filthy things in your ear that make you squirm. He’d be the type to give you a prominent hickey. 

If he is with you and drunk....he's gonna throw hands and get aggressive. Especially if you are uncomfortable. 

I can see a situation where a guy starts hitting on the reader and she politely tells him no and to leave but he doesn’t back off. She would be amused because she knows Rhett is gonna take care of him and probably get jealous enough to fuck her stupid later. 

On that note, have a little drabble.

Pairing: Rhett Abbott x F!Reader

Word Count: 320

Warnings: 18+ only. Explicit sexual content, jealous Rhett, rough sex, and questionable dirty talk.

You barely make it inside the apartment before Rhett’s flipping your dress up and pushing you to bend over the couch. You’re already dripping for him, turned on by the display at the bar and his talented fingers on the drive home. 

“Do I need to brand you, girl?” He asks, pushing inside you with a groan. “So everyone knows who you belong to.”

You clench hard around him at the thought and he chuckles. 

“You like that huh? Want everyone to know you’re my girl.”

“Yes.” You moan, fingers curling into the couch cushions as he speeds up. It’s rare he’s rough with you but you’re loving every minute of it.  

“Where’d I put it, huh? Here?” he smirks as he rubs at the top of your ass. “Mmm, what about here?” He continues as he trails his finger up to your shoulder blade. “Maybe right here,” he whispers, wrapping his hand around your throat and pulling until your back rests against his front. 

Your hands clutch his forearm as you hold on to him while he continues to thrust into you. He grunts, pressing his lips to your cheek. It doesn’t take long at all until you’re coming apart on his cock with a long, loud moan. He pumps into you once, twice more, and stills. 

“Fuck,” he breathes, sounding wrecked. “You okay? Didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Mmmm no,” you promise him. “Just, ah, thinking about how I wished more men hit on me so you’d do this again.”

He laughs and drops his hand from your throat. “You tryna get me in another bar fight?”

“Maybe,” you say with a grin, turning to face him. You run your thumb over the cut on his bottom lip before leaning in to kiss him. “You look cute, a little busted up.”

“There’s something wrong with you girl,” he murmurs affectionately. “But I’m in too deep to get out now.”

✥

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[asherlockstudy]

So I’ve always debated with myself if I thought that they have always been together in some way or another and have just hid it all these years and did what was expected of them and got married and had kids. I’ve recently started watching all of the old episodes which kinda made me lean toward that. The way that they would over correct things was just like why are you even correcting that there was notbjng “weird” like me who “over analyzes” everything didn’t think it was questionable. Why are you? Lol. And then also early episodes when they would talk about the kids they always seemed to make it like all 5 were theirs. Even after the usual specifying that they have kids with their very separate wives.

But then I watched the plexiglass kiss episode and wow links reaction to that is crazy. I definitely don’t think that it was something that had ever happened before that moment but also definitely something that he had thought about.

I was trying to find a particular gifset to show you but as usual, I gave up on it. It is a pre-GMM gifset, you may have seen it, where it’s young Rhett and Link and Rhett has this sour expression on his face and tells Link: “Don’t touch me. On my knee. Please.” and Link replies: “Well I didn’t do it on purpose”

This is very telling about how on edge they used to be, particularly Rhett. Of course, I bet this was in public, where they had to prove what straight macho men they were. There is however also a moment in that live-with-audience old GMM they did in which Rhett described the frequent incidents of sleeping in the same bed when travelling with many friends and sharing hotel rooms. He said that most people expected them to be the ones to sleep together and, note, he said: “and I guess we did nothing to stop it”. Of course he could mean that they were comfortable enough with each other that they didn’t mind doing that.

But if we take into consideration how uptight they were in other occasions about much simpler things, I think the actual reason is different.

Rhett and Link never objected to bed-sharing because a) they had the blessing of the others and b) there was no risk of instinctively escalating the situation because there were more people in the room. So they felt safe to sleep together without judgement and without fearing something “sinful” might happen. And of course Rhett also said how he automatically went into “log mode”, not moving, not breathing, hardly even sleeping at all, which he probably said to prove how uncomfortable he felt, except this is when you are uncomfortable because you dread you will get it up at any moment. Link on the other hand slept with “reckless abandon”, meaning that the moment he was getting sleepy and his inhibitions and defences fell, his body instinctively inched close to Rhett and spooned him. Which kinda explains why Rhett couldn’t sleep due to the dread lol.

They were obsessed with wrestling because it was an opportunity to touch and press on each other while appearing as manly men doing manly things.

They had a limit of what could be done in the presence of others and in their privacy until it reached the point of being inexcusable. As long as they had an excuse for it, they did it. If something inexcusable threatened to happen, they overcorrected with aggressiveness and acting macho or emotionally constipated.

I don’t think they had a relationship because they indeed followed the expectations of their faith, except for those acts, as aforementioned, which they had a way to call different from what they were.

But here’s the thing. I have a pet peeve, that notion that they are “idiots” who don’t realise they are in love. Ehm… that just doesn’t happen… or it is super rare anyway. There are things you sense or feel when you are in love or lust. How could this be misinterpreted for decades of close friendship?! Especially in men, there are unmistakeable signs in their physicality that can betray sexual interest and, let’s be real, Rhett has managed to hoist the flag in GMM, while filmed, in front of thousands and his employees at least twice. All I am saying is he is very physically responsive and as the hormone-crazed teenager he was, well, if, IF he was into Link, then things would happen that would make it unquestionable to him.

For this and many other reasons it would take me ages to mention in their entirety, I think they knew or suspected there was more between them. But they had a silent pact to just ignore it forever. I also think Rhett was the one blocking out the questionable incidents most of the time and Link repressed himself for the sake of Rhett’s friendship, out of fear of not losing him entirely. But I also think that this is also one of the reasons they remained close friends for so long - they were addicted to the fact that it felt like something reciprocal was going on between them while they simultaneously felt safe enough that nothing “bad” would actually happen. It was that good old “push and pull” or “hot and cold” if you will, that was so invigorating in their relationship.

Until Rhett, based on that very same principle, decided to kiss Link through plexiglass in front of millions. He felt safe enough to do it. Except apparently Link eventually said “you know, Rhett, and Jesus, enough is enough” (as hinted in his diary entry after the plexiglass kiss, which he has READ to us) and Rhett had not built strong enough defences against Link’s newfound determination.

[undiscovered-horizon]

<I do not condone two adults riding a horse, it's dangerous.>

Imagine Rhett taking you for horse rides.

You knew you were going to experience some serious thigh soreness the next day when you got on that horse with only a saddle blanket separating you from the sable gelding. But you had a good reason to stay glued to Rhett's back for the next hour or two, so it was all worth it in the end.

The conversation wasn't going too well in the sense that it was majorly dismembered - questions unanswered or answered after a significant amount of time, reflections or memories shared without context or connection to the previous subject. Truthfully, both of you were busy thinking about other things: Rhett couldn't keep his mind off the feeling of your hands wrapped around his torso and you were a little too focused on your arms holding onto Rhett and the wonderful views spreading across the horizon. A pang of jealousy struck your heart - Rhett Abbott got to see the picturesque panoramas any time he wanted, he practically grew up staring at them.

Rhett halted the horse when you had found yourselves on a low hill, staring at the mighty mountains looming in the distance - blue and unclear as was the water inside a delirious man's oasis. The mountain chain seemed to be unending, spreading from West to East only to disappear beyond the horizon, threatening that their wall is unending. The pine trees looked so small this far away, nothing beyond moss green toothpicks that melted into one puddle of wilderness that begged to not be left uncharted. Then there were the fields, wide acres of golden and green grass, their arises long and untamed, intertwining with wildflowers and herbs. It seemed as if you could run through those fields of untouched beauty and scream your lungs out into the sky, while Mother Nature would remain greatly unbothered. The view was so very lonely but also divinely heartening - that a human might be alone in the world but as they are part of the miracle of nature, they can never quite be lonely.

"This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," you said quietly. Looking over his shoulder, Rhett saw the fascination painted on your face. Although his heart forgot its usual rhythm while he admired your own admiration, the man himself couldn't pinpoint the reason for the sudden hot flash that spread under his skin.

"Maybe I should get you a mirror, then?"

His flirtatious remark earned an honest laugh from you and Rhett nearly felt pleased that he was the only one hearing it - someone else might have fallen in love with you too.

"So, Rhett, you take every girl here?" you teased him. He had a curious habit of saying honest and often heartfelt things when slightly jabbed.

"No. You're the first one, actually." Rhett's voice had a hint of unsureness to it as if he was letting you in on a secret you might not take well.

To be honest, it felt good - to know that the guy known for sleeping around could, after all, be lured into something more akin to commitment. In a way, you were quietly gloating, believing that something about you made Rhett change his ways and you weren't wrong to think so: your proud ego couldn't be more right.

"Alright, you got me. I feel special."

Maybe it was Rhett's imagination or maybe you did actually hold him a little tighter than before.

"You should," he said and you felt your own heart starting to beat in an irregular, frenzied rhythm. "You're not just any girl."

He didn't look at your face to see your reaction - he couldn't, he was too nervous. What a great loss that was for him! Had he seen the flustered blush on your face, all of his doubts and anxieties regarding your feelings towards him would have disappeared instantly.

[mythicalshipping]

Thier reaction to this was too pure omfg ;-; 

Link is baby ;-; 

Rhett realizes you can eat it after it’s blown and instead of eating it himself, this is the first thing he offers to do?!?! LIKE?!?!? 

HIS LIL’ FACE ;-;

Okay but Link is actually baby though. I don’t make the rules. 

That immediate wrist grab and Rhett’s concerned expression. 

Link is positively *stunned.*

Rhett is also baby though, look at him ;-;

Part 2 of the Wrist Grabbing saga...

I WANNA GET YOU HOME AND

DOUBLE UP

When you stroke your bff’s ~*dowel rod*~ for “science.”

I mean, I was just going for the dirty joke there Rhett but by all means, please do continue. 

Link literally said: Yeah :D

Not Link making that motion while Rhett’s stare pierces him with years of pent up desire. 

Oh no! He got desire all over the desk!

...Link pls.

Hey man, what the four of you do in your red Adirondak chairs when you go camping...

The cutest teasing ;-; 

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Therapy helps rhett realize that all of those "I'm dead" UFC moves were actually just a way to fulfill his need for physical intimacy at a time in his life where he didn't feel it was acceptable to ask for it, especially from another man. Now that they're both adults and completely different people than they were in college, rhett decides it's time to explain it all to link and let him know that he actually misses that physical contact with him.

It took me a really long while, but I finally finished this one! I really loved that prompt, so thank you so much for giving it to me, lovely Anon. I was initially going to write it as a platonic/romantic friendship kinda story, but it seems I'm determined to write a hundred different first kiss + feelings realisation scenarios, I simply enjoy those way too much.

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Let me hold you

He’s done it again.

Not so long ago, Rhett promised himself not to bring it up in front of cameras or a microphone unless he talks it out with Link, privately.

Especially not as a joke.

And he’s failed already, he scolds himself short after the Ear Biscuits episode is recorded and they’re both out of the room, heading back towards their office.

He thinks he could have just omitted it, shouldn’t have mentioned anything. It simply wasn’t necessary to mull over it again, even with the topic of the episode revolving around their college experience. It wasn’t a big deal, he said it himself, countless times. Every time they talked about it on the show.

So, every time.

There’s never been a conversation in private about that incident or anything that preluded it, never in the absence of people to entertain, never not around at least one recording device. Because why would there be? It wasn’t a big deal. A funny story, s’all.

He’s also never been able to just let things go, though, and thanks to that inability, the lore of wrestling and the “I’m dead” move had to live on. It was an innocent story, a funny albeit embarrassing one – their unofficial brand after all, an easy misunderstanding and a fun little anecdote, not his carefully curated version of what happened, nor a watered-down one, not just a part of the entire story devoid of any feelings associated with it, not a big deal-! And most of all, not… true. Not true.

Rhett isn’t sure if Link has been consciously going along with that wordlessly agreed upon version of what their UFC phase looked like, repressing the truth behind it, or… simply never realised what it meant for Rhett and genuinely thought of it as a humorous yet insignificant part of their friendship in the past.

Most likely the third option, he has to assume. After all, why would Link attach any meaning to it? It’s not like anything actually ever happened, not outside of Rhett’s mind at least. Frankly, he himself went decades without understanding his own motivations, more than once confused by why the memories of wrestling with his friend and laying on top of him felt both shameful and deeply comforting. Why even long after they grew up, stopped being kids, and as a result retired all their UFC moves, the only way he could describe what he felt thinking about that time was longing.

Until therapy happened.

Just like with many different things in his life:

There was something in the darkness, and then therapy shone a light on it.

It was like there were countless situations he navigated solely on instinct, without paying much thought to the reasons behind why he acted a certain way, and once therapy equipped him with the ability to do so, he unearthed an entire deep layer of feelings and emotions that were always there. Just hidden, even from himself.

The wrestling being one of those things.

So, he thinks Link doesn’t know.

And he’s finally determined to change that.

Why now, when he’s had so many chances to talk to Link over the years ever since he started being more in touch with himself? He doesn’t really have an answer; it’s just that after talking about it with such levity again, after repeatedly making a joke out of it, it feels like he might explode if he doesn’t say anything, doesn’t confess to Link what it was really like. And most of all, it feels like the yearning has become stronger lately, and the conversation yet again playing it all off as them being young and silly only ignited it, made the flame inside of Rhett burn brighter, threatening to make his heart combust.

“I need to talk to you about something that’s been on my mind.” Rhett says easily once they’re in the office. It’s not an unsure statement or a nervous plea with words tumbling out of his mouth before he can lose his cool and change his mind. It would have been all that and more a couple of years ago, sure.

But he’s a different man now. He’s not afraid to tell the person who’s been with him for almost the entirety of his life what he feels.

Link, however. He does look unsure, a bit alarmed even, when he looks at Rhett and responds.

“Sure-? What is it? Do you wanna talk now?”

It’s just like him to worry. Run a hundred different scenarios in his head, most of them negative, trying to prepare himself for every possible outcome of a serious conversation before it even began. It’s an anxious survival instinct that makes Link resilient to even the worst that life has to offer and able to face it all head on. But right now, it’s nothing scary. Rhett doesn’t want his friend to be worried, so he quickly says as much.

“Don’t worry, s’not bad. Just something we talked about on the podcast today.” The blonde sits down on the couch and pats the cushion next to him, hoping he appears to be as calm as he truly feels inside and that it might dissolve some of Link’s concern, still written all over his face.

The other man takes his place on the sofa and looks at him expectingly.

“Right. So-“ Rhett’s calmness doesn’t completely evaporate once Link gives him his full attention, but it’s suddenly laced with some nerves. “About the wrestling. You know, in college. And before that. And- Especially about my ‘I’m dead’ move. I’ve been thinking about it, and-“

“Rhett, I swear, if you made me sit down for a talk only to tell me you’d like to make it a part of our conflict resolution again, then ha-ha. Very funny. I’d like to go get myself some coffee now.” Link cuts him off with an unamused look in his eyes and almost makes a move to stand up.

Rhett is quicker though and grabs the brunette’s arm before he can really move, effectively making him stay in place.

“What? No. That’s not what I’m saying. Like, at all. I-“ He realises he’s still holding onto Link’s arm and instinctively wants to retract his hand, but that same feeling that led him to initiating this conversation in the first place makes him reconsider. “I’ve been thinking about what it all meant and why I did that, especially when we fought or you were angry with me, and-“

“Because we were young.” Link quickly answers what wasn’t even a question. “We had too much energy and neither of us really wanted to hurt the other by punching him or- or fighting in earnest. What else would it mean.”

“Link can you let me talk? I’m trying to say something important.” Rhett squeezes Link’s forearm. “So, as I was saying. I mostly did it when you were angry or I was feeling unsure, and I didn’t realise it back then, but- But I know now, that I just… needed reassurance. You know, physical contact.” He explains, looking straight into Link’s eyes and trying to interpret his reaction before it comes.

When nothing happens, and the brunette just stares back at him with a furrowed brow, he feels compelled to continue and elaborate.

“Like when people… hug after an argument-?” His brain almost challenges him to make a different comparison, presenting a parallel between laying half-naked on top of your best friend and another activity people often partake in to make up after a fight. But that’s not- It’s not what he’s trying to say. It’s not like that.

The face in front of him frowns in confusion, blue eyes squinting and mouth opening and closing again, only letting out a puff of air and no sound at first.

When Link finally responds, his voice is unsure, like he suspects that he’s not understanding something right. “Are you trying to tell me you wanted to hug me when we bickered, so you pushed me to the floor and laid on me till I was even angrier, instead…?”

That’s not fully what Rhett meant, but it’s close enough, so he nods.

“What the crap, Rhett-? You're not making any sense.”

“Okay, listen…” He decides to go for a different approach. “We still don’t hug after arguments. We never hug hello. I think I could count on my fingers how many times we’ve actually hugged each other as adults, outside of the show!”

“Yeah! That’s just not what we do! We’ve never done those things, it’s just not a part of our relationship- I still don’t know what you wanna tell me here Rhett.” Link throws his hands in the air in a gesture of resignation.

“I want it to be a thing we do, okay?! I always did, but I was afraid to ask for it so I just took what you could give me without talking about it. Can’t have actual intimacy? Make up a UFC thing so I can be close to you! Can’t hold you when I’ve made you mad? Better lay on top of you till you give up and have no choice but stop!” Rhett pauses to finally take a breath.

“That time that guy saw us- I’m sure you remember I stormed off right after-? I panicked, it was like him seeing us and thinking there was something else happening almost made feel like it was something else, and since I started it, it also felt like I wanted it to be something else. I got so angry at myself for even trying and I never did it again. I’m sure you remember that, too!” Words flow out of Rhett in a hurried and increasingly loud cascade, while Link’s eyes grow bigger and comprehension dawns on his face.

“I know how stupid it sounds. But you know how I was. We were well into our thirties when I still refused to get close to you. And it’s not that I didn’t want to, it was the opposite – I wanted it a lot, man.”

„But I thought...?” Link seems to be turning a thought over in his head. “I thought you just never liked it. That the wrestling thing was about you… asserting dominance. That’s what it felt like at least. Like you trying to act like an older brother or somethin’.”

“No- It was me wanting to be close to you and not knowing how to ask for it. My very convoluted way of expressing love, you could call it. And I’m sorry it took me-“

“What changed-? I mean, what made you wanna talk about it?” There’s urgency in Link’s voice when he cuts Rhett off.

“I… I realised I miss it. I told you, we still don’t really hug or get intimate, however that sounds, and I’m not gonna just topple you and pin you to the ground again. We’re too old for that. For once, I don’t think either my back or your shoulders would survive if we started wrestling every time I wanted to be affectionate. But also- We’re over forty, Link. What does it say about me if I can’t just ask a person I love and have loved for almost four decades to hold me when I need it and would resort to, well, aggression-? That’s not how it should work.”

Link ponders Rhett’s words for a few beats before opening his mouth again, only to let three breathy words escape. “You love me-?”

It seems like the wrong thing to focus on, Rhett just opened up to say he not only craves physical intimacy now, but also struggled with that same need when they were younger so badly, he had to invent an entire intricate system allowing him to be closer, and Link questions the one thing he knows already. Because of course he knows, Rhett’s said as much dozens of times, of course he loves him. But it appears he has to say it anyway, judging from the weird look in Link’s eyes.

“I do, of course I lo-“ The blonde begins, yet he doesn’t get a chance to finish and ask whether Link heard the other part of his confession at all, because at once, his mouth isn’t free to keep talking and there’s no air left in his lungs as the man who was just sitting right next to him plunges forward and collides with him, lips first.

Oh. Rhett manages to form one more coherent thought despite being startled and entirely taken aback. Link misunderstood. That’s why he got hung up on the love confession. That’s not what Rhett meant, that’s not what he was trying to say, it’s not like that-

He feels like he should clear things up as quickly as possible. Logically, he should be panicking, racking his brain for a way to straighten things up, to explain to Link that it wasn’t what he was trying to say without making things worse, without ruining everything and making his best friend feel miserable and embarrassed, until…

Until Rhett realises his body went rogue and started responding without his conscious decision, his lips are moving against the other man’s, one of his hands is cupping Link’s face, while the other strayed away and is caressing his back. And it feels like his heart is trying to break out of the ribcage with how hard it’s pounding in his chest, along with his stomach doing wild summersaults. And he’s not panicking, not at all. And it’s not a misunderstanding, how could it, when he loves Link with his entire soul, with his whole being- And exactly like that, it hits him. Starting this conversation, he thought he already understood everything, but he didn’t– there was still that last puzzle piece missing.

They come up for air, panting from the intensity of that first kiss, foreheads flush with each other. Rhett finishes the sentence he began before Link’s move changed everything. “Of course I love you.” He means it now, he means it exactly like Link took it and can’t comprehend how he didn’t think of it before, but it’s perfectly obvious now.

So he hugs Link. He encircles the man’s body with his long arms, squeezes, and holds him, feels his friend snuggle into him, nuzzle his face into the crook of his neck and breathe deeply, holding Rhett's larger body in return.

All he needed was ask for the closeness.

He asked, and he got it.

He got all he wanted and so much more.

So, so much.

[hyunnows]

1:36 a.m. | scb

PAIRING(S): Changbin x reader

RATING: g

WORD COUNT: .5k+ / 525

CONTENT/WARNING(S): fluff, established relationship, dancing together all romantically

SUMMARY: Inspired by Thomas Rhett's Die A Happy Man

SKZ TAGLIST (+): @hyunjun-jpeg @geniejunn @koroleva--rezni @jannine00742 @im-questioning-my-existence @sunshinelixie-lee @mythicalamphitrite @minspalette @koovvie @felix-neverbad @danihow @lolalee24 @kookthief

A/N: revamping old drafts/works again haha! also this is dedicated to my Changbin biased sister who will never read this <3 thank you to my beta @luvseos so much for reading this over for me, 🥰! i hope you all enjoy and have a great day/night!

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Changbin grinned softly as he cuddled your sleeping figure closer to him, loving how the sun reflected on your hair and skin. Thinking of how he got your beautiful self in his arms, it made his heart flutter. Who wouldn't be happy waking up to your gorgeous face every day?

It made absolutely no sense to him how he ended up lucky enough to get you all to himself, to be able to see all your sides, even the hidden ones. He loved how brave, strong and goofy you were, but also how you were smart and adapted to whatever situation you were in so quickly.

But what he loved most was how you loved him. Always trying to make him blush—keeping him on his toes. You always knew how to make him feel better when he was down and hype him up until he wanted to break his bones. How could one person make his moods do a complete one-eighty?

He was a dreamer, sure, and always had high hopes and big plans. Yet, sometimes you could make him want to drop all his fame and glory just so he could lay in bed holding you tightly to his chest day morning long.

Changbin just loves taking you out to dinner. He not only got to spend 1080p quality time with you, but watching you choose your outfits was what really made him weak.

Strutting out of the bathroom in your red dress—he could feel his knees buckle, he had to rely on the bed frame for support to stand.

"Alright Bin, I'm going to try the black one now," you smile confidently, anticipating his next reaction and satisfied with your current one.

Then, he stopped breathing. Pretty—no, lovely—no, stunning? You were indescribable and definitely perfect, if it was possible to even be that amazing. Feigning an oblivious face at his reaction, you blushed and wiggled around in the magnificent dress, heels clicking as you walked over to him.

"How do I look?"

Damn you, and being so hot and adorable at the same time! It wasn't fair to him! He couldn't even imagine you looking this great on his own—it was too incredible.

Forget the damn dinner, let somebody else have his reservation. You could cook better anyway, and nobody else was going to be able to see you in this number. This was only for him tonight, and however long you decided to love him.

Besides, what was the point of the beautiful house he'd bought if you weren't going to spend time in it?

Cranking up a slow song from his old cassette player, he grabbed your hands and waist, leading you to the magnificent living room, with a perfect spot for dancing.

He didn't need all the riches and fame he had, all the luxury. No amount of money or type of car was enough to come close to you. All he needed was for you to be with him.

"This is the perfect moment to be the last thing I experience..." He mumbled into your hair, eliciting a gentle giggle from you.

"But then we wouldn't finish our dance."

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