#everytime I’ve listened to it I’ve cried

[estelle-speaks]

Adding the new boygenius album to the list of music I cannot listen to because it will cause me to start crying so much that I’ll feel like throwing up

[pombeom]

Hello pombeom hope ur having a good day/night !!! Idk if ur requests are open i forgot to check BUT if its alr... may i request a domtutor!taehyun x bratsub!reader ? 🙊

Having an intense terry brainrot its so crazy RGHHH so scenario is, reader is really behind her like classes and almost failing everything and the teacher said she needs to catch up and take a tutor blh blah blah.. so, the teacher assigned tyun to be his tutor. Then, Everytime they have a study session, reader wont take it srs so tyun snapped out of it and just fucked the shit out of her 🫨

Feel free to ignore this if u get uncomfortable with this request !! Sorry if its not the best description, but the rest is up to you !! 🤧

Also, do you have a taglist? If yes, i would love to be tagged in every txt fics, thoughts OR ANYTHING ABT TXT😶‍🌫️

tutoring trouble | taehyun fic (nsfw)

nsfw, mdni!

pairings: meandomtutor!taehyun x brattysub!reader

warnings: spanking, namecalling (slut, brat), dirty talk, blowjob, doggy, manhandling, creampie, unprotected sex, hair pulling, choking, mean mean taehyun, nippleplay, marking, hickeys, zero aftercare, dacryphilia (reader cries), lmk if i forgot anything

a/n: thank you so much for being my first request!! this was so much fun to write and i hope this cures your brain rot 😭 don’t have a taglist atm but when i do (hopefully soon 🤞(just need to figure out how it works)) i’ll definitely add you :)

requests open

“Can I have a word please?”

At the end of the seminar, your professor calls upon you as you and your friends begin to leave. 

“I’ll catch up with you guys later.” 

“Right. I just wanted to talk to you about your recent grades. For someone who used to perform well in every assignment, your performance has been slipping to well below average. Even on a test where everyone managed to score above 60% you were the only one with a mark of 48% which tells me that you might need some additional support. A senior student has volunteered to help you out so from now on you shall receive tutoring session from him every week. His name is Kang Taehyun and he’s a very capable student who I believe can give you all the support you need,” your professor waffled on as you simply stare into her face absorbing all the information she’s blurting at you. 

“Is that all?” 

“Yes that’s all. I’ve scheduled your first meeting for tomorrow afternoon. I checked both your timetables to make sure you were both available. You’ll be meeting in the library at 1pm. And remember, if I hear that you haven’t showed up, then I’ll have to deal out more severe consequences.” 

With even more information being darted in your direction, your mind wanders to the plans you made with your friends for lunch tomorrow. Guess that’ll have to be cancelled then. 

You let out a sigh of frustration as you thank your professor and walk out the room with a grimacing look. How dare she ruin your plans like that. Just imagining the thought of a tutor sounded like hell. This Kang Taehyun also seemed like a right old nerd. It’ll be surprising if he lasts more than a day with you. 

You were wrong. He lasted more than a day. In fact he lasted nearly 3 weeks of your bratty attitude which just refused to listen to anything he says, interrupting him mid-sentence to ask irritating questions or dozing off as he’s explaining a key concept. Even through the trials and tribulations, he still put up with you but you could tell that he each week he was getting closer to breaking point. He just needed one last push. 

Instead of the library, you asked if you could meet up at your house instead, using the fact that you were recovering from being sick last week as an excuse. Phase 1, complete. 

Taehyun arrives promptly at 1pm, tapping a rhythmic knock on your door. As if you were waiting for him, you opened the door within seconds revealing to you his casual outfit of a baggy t-shirt that he paired with dark wash straight leg jeans and a silver chain that hung comfortably around his neck. You may not have liked him much, but you appreciated his sense of style. Laid back but put together. 

Inviting him in, you direct him towards your room, telling him that that was where you worked best. You bought over an extra chair and placed it beside your own desk chair and you both pulled out your work materials. 

Without further ado, Taehyun begins the session, paying no attention to the change of setting that you hoped would throw him off. You were ready to move into phase 2 of your plan. 

Taehyun, being seated at your right proved to be advantageous as it allowed you the opportunity to make physical contact as you both move your hands at the same time, “accidentally” bumping your hand into his. 

You were also wearing your oversized pyjama shirt with a pair of black shorts underneath, your shirt unbuttoned quite low. Without drawing too much attention to yourself, you slowly push one side of the shirt down your shoulder, hinting at your black lace bra. You try and meet his gaze but his eyes were avoidant, only paying attention to his notes and whether or not you were writing them down too, which of course you weren’t.

“Can you please focus. We’ve got a lot to cover,” his eyes finally look up to meet yours giving you a stern glare. 

“I am focusing, aren’t I?” Your puppy eyes never worked on him but you were hoping that them playing with your bra strap might distract him. 

“Stop fiddling with your bra strap and pay attention,” his voice was commanding in a way that even you felt threatened into obedience. You also weren’t expecting him to be so direct. 

You pick up you pen and start copying down the notes as he explains them suddenly getting another idea. 

“Taehyun, I’m thirsty. I’m gonna get some water, do you want some too?” 

“Yeah, sure, get me a glass.”

You filled up two glasses of water in the kitchen, holding one in each hand and as you walk past him, you accidentally spill water on his shirt, leaving him soaking wet. 

“Fuck! What the hell?!” he yells, standing up in shock. 

“Oh no! I’m so sorry! It was an accident. Let me get you a towel.” 

You giggled as you walk away towards the storage cabinet grabbing a new towel. But when you return, you see a sight you weren’t prepared for. 

Taehyun had removed his shirt leaving him flashing his hard abs and built muscles. Instead of turning around or covering your eyes, you stand there gawking at his physique. So this is what he’d been hiding under his baggy T-shirt the entire time. You move closer to him, handing him the towel to dry off. 

He wipes his body dry and passes you the towel back glaring into your eyes. 

“This is what you wanted to happen right? When you invited me to your house, I knew something was up. Fucking brat can’t just sit quiet and focus on her lesson.” He inches closer to your body, pushing you against the desk as he corners you. His face was now mere millimetres away, leaving you gasping. 

“Go on. Tell me what you want,” he instructs, his voice a little raspy, “What? Now you suddenly can’t speak? Guess I’ll just have to punish you then.” 

His hands grab onto your waist pushing you up to sit on your desk, moving away any pens and paper in the way. His fingers tuck your hair behind your ear as he continues to move them along your cheeks and jawline leaving lingering touches on your skin, sparking like jolts of electricity. As his hands reach your neck, his fingers wrap themselves around it, his grip slowly tightening. 

Your lips part as you pant for air when his other hand swipes a touch across your bottom lip before he inserts his thumb into your mouth, pushing it in and out. He removes his finger from your mouth letting out a pop sound. 

Before long, his hands move down your shirt, undoing any remaining buttons, stripping you of your shorts as you’re left almost naked, feeling bare in front of his gaze. 

He’s skilful in removing your bra, cupping both breasts as he squeezes them into his face, breathing in your scent. 

“Such perfect tits. You were desperate to show them to me, weren’t you?” 

“Taehyun, suck on them. Please,” your voice trembled as you begged him. 

“Such a desperate slut aren’t you. Unlucky for you, brats don’t get what they want.” 

He’s strips you of your underwear and his own, leaving you both naked when suddenly he picks you up, flinging you over his shoulder, spanking your ass as he moves towards your bed. 

“Such,” spank,” A,” spank,” Brat,” spank. 

He drops you onto the mattress, and climbs over you. He moves up to your neck, sucking your sensitive skin rabidly, reddish purple marks appearing instantly. He moves along you collarbone sucking harshly while pinching your nipples, earning him a sharp moan. 

“Get on your knees.” He pulls you up by your hair and pushes you onto the floor as you become on eye level with his veiny cock. Your reactions to his hardness were instinctive: hands wrapping around the base of his shaft as your tongue swirls around the pink tip. 

“You don’t get to tease me ok, brat? Now suck my dick.” 

You feel your hair being pulled into a makeshift ponytail as he rams your throat up and down his cock, almost gagging you. 

You feel him twitch on your mouth and before he could cum he pulls out, taking away his own orgasm. 

Pulling you back up onto the bed, he places you on all fours as he grabs your waist firmly as his cock teases your entrance. Sliding in between the lips of your pussy, your wetness leaks out onto his dick, lubing it even more than your saliva. 

“Taehyun please just fuck me!” you whine, almost crying at the pain of his teasing. You needed him in you. 

Without warning he slams his cock into your core, hitting your cervix in one go. He continues to pound into you as he pushes your face into a pillow, muffling your moans as your tears leak onto the cotton. His dick is ruts against your gummy walls as he grunts with each swift push. You clench around his cock, feeling the veins as your wetness oozes out, dripping down your leg. 

“God your pussy is so good. Look at you, taking my cock so well, aren’t you? Only brats get fucked like this. Brats who don’t listen or pay attention. Brats who are so desperate. Brats who like to tease their tutor.” 

He’s now slamming into you at an unimaginable rate, your cries being heard even through the fabric of your pillow. The familiar sensation builds in your stomach. 

“Taehyun I’m gonna cum!” 

“Hold it. Only cum when I tell you to.” 

He’s ruthless with his speed, punishing your pussy over and over. His actions took over your entire body as your vision goes blurry even with your eyes closed and your legs shaking despite his support in holding you up.

“You can cum now.” 

You didn’t wait a second longer before your orgasmic wave comes crashing down sending ripples across your entire body when you collapse completely. At the same time, Taehyun cums inside your throbbing pussy, which remains pulsing even after he’s removed himself, pushing out the mixture of both your cum down your already wet leg. 

You’re left gasping for air once again, trying to catch tour breath after the intense sex. Taehyun leaves you alone on your bed to go put on his boxers and jeans, sweat dripping down his sculpted abs. 

“Oi, where’s my tshirt?” 

“It’s there.” You point vaguely behind you as you were unable to lift your head or body to help him out. 

He eventually finds it on the the radiator and at this point it had finished drying so he slips it back on and begins packing up his notes and stationery. 

“Same time next week. And maybe next time you’ll actually pay attention.” 

He waltz out, hearing the main door slam whilst you still lay in bed worn out. 

You don’t think you could ever focus in his tutoring classes again. Not when you knew how his cock felt inside you. His punishment failed. It only made you crave more. 

[curtsycream]

I read ur cg kiribakudeku x little reader and I LOVEEEEE IT IT'S SO CUTE

So maybe Ch kiribakudeku where the reader loves to nap BUTTTTTT only really with bakugou so everytime she's sleepy she crawl to bakugou (she's like 1 and cant really walk so she crawls everywhere) and climbs on his lap and start to fell asleep and when she cant sleep with bakugou she cries just wanting her daddy and her other cg tries to comfort her 🌺

Missing You

KiriBakuDeku x Little Reader

I felt bad halfway and decided that hey why not have her realize that she was neglecting Kiri and Deku by only wanting Baku. Thanks for the request though, halfway through all of them atp

Midoriya and Kirishima noticed a shift in their dynamic it started the week Bakugou was away for hero work. She acted normally the first few days he was away but the last few she wouldn’t stop crying. Out of headspace she understood that he was working but in her headspace she felt alone.

While she had two of her caregivers it still felt weird for Bakugou to not be there. He was the one that would read her bedtime stories and make sure she ate her vegetables. Yet without him there she felt as if she couldn’t do those things.

It took everything in Midoriya and Kirishima to try and calm her down at nights. They tried their luck at reading her bedtime stories but it wasn’t the same. The way he used silly voices for characters or would cut her carrots up into little stars. She missed it.

“How about Llama Llama?”

“No…”

“What about-”

“No, wan daddy.”

“I don’t think this is working, Eijirou.”

So the day that Bakugou returned Midoriya and Kirishima were relieved. Bakugou knew the second he got home that she was less than corporative with her other caregivers. It was evident in the dark circles under their eyes and the concern they held when she finally saw Bakugou.

Y/N on the other hand was happy as she no longer had a reason to cry at night. The second dinner was over and she had her bath she crawled her way into Bakugou’s lap. Her head was against his chest as she listened to his heart beat. He didn’t waste time as he rubbed her back in a soothing manner.

“I’ve heard you’ve been crying all week, what’s that about?”

She let out a small noise of surprise at his words her pacifier discarded as she looked up at him.

“I know it sometimes seems scary when one of us is away from you. But no matter what we will always come back, understand?”

She nodded her head listening to him speak as she did her best to process his words.

“Good, but also remember that when one of us is away the other two still love you just as much. We all hate to see you cry and it hurts when you only want one of us.”

Thinking back on the week she remembered how distant she was with Midoriya and Kirishima. How she would cry even when they did their best to cheer her up and make her smile. She knew they were trying their hardest to make her happy but she didn’t care much at the time.

Bakugou’s eyebrows furrow at her warbling bottom lip, “no need to cry muffin, they still love you. It’s okay..”

The sound of her crying alerted Midoriya and Kirishima who made their way into the bedroom. “Is she okay?” “Are you alright, baby?”

The concern in their voices made her sniffle was she reached out for them. Her arms didn’t stay empty for long as Kirishima followed by Midoriya wrapped her up in a hug.

“Sowwy.”

“Don’t be sorry, baby.”

“Yeah we understand, Izuku cries a lot when Katsuki leaves too.”

“Eijirou! I don’t cry!”

“Sure.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“It means sure.”

Y/N didn’t care much for their argument as she snores lightly with her head on Bakugou’s chest. A smile on her face as she snuggled against the rather explosive man, happy.

[badasmuse]

“Jealous”

Bada Lee x Reader

Warnings: sad asf, you will cry, i cried writing it, language, lowercase intended

Summary: you and bada break up but one of you are doing good.

Listen to Jealous By Labrinth

“we never see each other anymore. i think we should break up. that sounds so bad but, we’re both very busy and we don’t get time to ourselves let alone time for a relationship.” bada says holding you in her arms.

“i know. this is the only time i get to see you. two am on a tuesday.” you giggle.

“but we’ll find our way back to each other when the time is right.”

“of course, honey.” you kiss her gently, falling asleep in her arms.

2 years later

“y/n pleaseeee come out with us tonight! you need a break!” your friend, minah, says. “it’s been constant classes and choreos! let’s drink!”

you laugh, “okay okay. only because i have a free day to sleep tomorrow.” you quickly get ready and head to the club with minah.

once you arrive, you see a few familiar faces, a few new ones, but once you get to the end, you see your favorite one.

“hi bada honey.” you say softly in her ear, hugging her tight.

“hi y/n love. how have you been?” she asks.

“so good. super busy mostly. how have you been? my god keeping up with your choreos is so hard. i love what you did for babymonster! oh! and accendio??? lee bada the woman you are!” you ramble, the praise you give makes her blush.

“thank you. i’ve been busy as well. i’m happy i got a break.” she sighs.

“you and me both.” you sit in the booth next to her, ordering a drink and some shots.

the night goes on and bada gets silent, sipping her drink as she watches you talk and laugh with everyone at the table. the genuine smile you wear as you take pictures with your friends.

“she’s so happy without me.” bada thinks to herself.

tossing back a shot, she stands up, smiling at everyone, “i’m gonna call it guys. i’m getting tired and i can’t wait to sleep all day tomorrow.”

“awww bada nooo!” minah whines, “stay a little while longer!”

“i can’t, i can’t. i’ll see you all around!” she says, walking out.

she gets outside, the tears streaming down her cheeks as she pictures you laughing and smiling with your friends. she doesn’t want you to be miserable but she hates how happy you are without her.

*

aespa’s album release party

you stand with your friends as everyone congratulates you on the choreography you did for whiplash by aespa. you scan the crowd and notice a bunch of dancers and choreographers. you laugh and joke with your friends when suddenly someone approaches you from the back.

“congratulations y/n love.” you hear from behind you.

you turn back, smiling widely, “thank you bada honey! i didn’t think you were coming!”

“i’ll always come and support you.” she says.

“i appreciate that! oh these are new people on my team. this is jimin and this is jiyeon! they’re my best friends!” you giggle. “this is bada but you guys know her!”

bada bows, greeting them and they do the same. someone comes to you and whispers in your ear, you gasp and smile, “honey i gotta go but it was great seeing you! call me when you’re free, maybe we can hang out!” and with that you were gone into the crowd.

bada walks away, tears welling in her eyes once again. this happens everytime she sees you. she walks outside and kneels in the grass, sniffling. the sniffling slowly turns into silent sobs as she scrolls through her camera roll, reminiscing what you used to have.

“bada?” a voice calls out. it’s minah. “bada what happened?”

“i’m tired minah. i’m tired of pretending i’m happy when i’m not.” she cries. “i’m jealous of the way y/n is happy without me. i didn’t want her to be miserable but she’s so.. happy and i’m falling the fuck apart and i’m jealous.”

minah pulls her into her arms, holding her tight. “shhhh shhh shhh… it’s okay bada… you’re okay. it’ll be okay..”

“i kept telling myself that and it’s been two years i haven’t been okay. every… every time i see her i end up like this.” she hides her face in minah’s neck. “i want it to end. i want my woman back.”

minah remains silent. she doesn’t have the heart to tell bada you moved on and there’s someone else in your life right now. she holds her tight, trying to calm her down.

“let’s get you home.” she whispers.

she helps bada into a taxi and rides with her back to her apartment. after tucking her in and leaving a friendly kiss on her forehead she shuts her room door before letting herself out.

she pulls out her phone and sends you a quick text,

“you were right.”

Taglist (open!): @luvleyk

a/n: this was a request and i’ve never been more sad😭chat i literally cried. thank you for the requests, i’m getting started on everything now. i plan to write more so be on the lookout🥳

[chaifootsteps]

Bouncing off of that other Anon’s post about “Good Luck, Babe!”—yeah. I know it’s a “pop” song and very popular rn but. As a lesbian, everytime I listen to it, my heart clenches a little, and I can’t help but tear up. I’ve cried listening to the song multiple times.

It could very easily be me projecting onto the song, but I can’t help but hear a tone of anguish in Chappell’s voice when she sings those long notes at the end. The song to me is a song of mourning. It makes me think of all of the sapphic people (and queer people in general tbh, but it does strike a strong chord particularly with sapphics due to some of the lines and the perspective being from someone who uses she/her) who have had to force themselves into a heteronormative role to survive, or because they thought it was “just a phase” and all of the regret that comes with that and all the lovers they left behind.

If anything, the song would be better suited to a past sapphic lover of Stella’s who tried to get her to run away so they could be together instead of her going thru with the arranged marriage. That would be actually really interesting, if the writers had decided to give Stella even an ounce of depth or complexity.

Fuck. Stella really is “nothing more than his (Stolas’) wife” in the both the show’s story AND her treatment from the fandom…

(Also what the fuck, Blitzø is literally not in a position where he could’ve left Stolas like in the song prior to Full Moon…and even THEN Blitzø doesn’t leave him, and tries to come back to continue their relationship so??? I have no idea man. Like??? “Oh, Blitzy didn’t immediately fall in love with me when I asked for love instead of sex for the first time ever so he’s automatically rejecting me!! Good luck, Blitzø!” Girl what are you saying???)

New rule, Good Luck, Babe! belongs to Stella and her past Sapphic mystery lover who exists now, and them's facts.

[applejuicefruit]

Hey,Can i Request a Rafael Leao fic where him and the reader are bestfriends and the reader is insecure about being chubby and Rafa asks after a bad game if he can take a nap on her chest or tummy and she says no and covers it up.And from then is just Rafa complimenting her and just basically a small love confession🫶🏻🫶🏻

rafael leao x reader

TW : insecure and self conscious reader, angst and fluff

Perfect

you knew you weren’t perfect. no, you kept comparing yourself to all the models and influencers that appeared on your instagram feed. you couldn’t help it. but things got worse when your best friend rafa kept introducing you all his conquests he made during parties. it was just too much for you to handle. you always had a crush on him but you knew you wouldn’t be the type he would date, you were just the type he would go to when he needed some comfort or when he wanted a chill night watching netflix and eating popcorn. it’s always been like this and you got used to it. you went to his games and supported him no matter what, looking so proud for what he achieved.

usually everytime rafael came to your place it was almost like a habit that he would ask you if he could lay his head on your stomach or your lap because you were comfortable. at first you didn’t mind, not at all, in fact, you liked the attention he was giving you but as the time passed by you got more self conscious about it. the way he would express his wants to you like “please let me lay on your tummy, it’s so comfortable” you started to hate it.

hate that your tummy was comfortable and not flat. hate that you weren’t as the girls he was used to date. you just started hating yourself even more and you didn’t know how to stop that feeling.

you were currently on your couch watching rafael playing as you told him before you couldn’t make it to his game because you had a late work meeting and you got lucky you got out of the building at the start of the match.

so now, you were eating popcorn and cheering for rafa and his team from the comfort of your couch.

the match wasn’t good at all. his team lost and you felt rafael sadness through your tv. you already knew that in an hour you would find rafael on your door, begging to be comforted and of course - who are you to say no? he was your best friend after all.

and that’s what happened.

“come here” you said opening the front door and letting him in “how are you?” you asked him, wanting to be sure he was doing well.

“i’ve been better…” he said sitting on your couch. you could tell he cried before coming here, it was an important match and he didn’t want to lose it.

“i’m really sorry rafa…i saw the match and you did all what you could, you even scored…” you tried to cheer him up.

“yes but it wasn’t enough” he said.

“that’s football…sometimes you win, sometimes you lose” you said and he let out a sarcastic laugh. you knew him too well and you also knew that it didn’t matter what you said to comfort him, he wouldn’t listen.

“can we watch netflix?” he asked and you couldn’t say no. you were currently watching together modern family so maybe it was a good idea for cheering him up.

“yes” you laughed and turned netflix on.

a few minutes into the episode he asked if he could lay on your stomach but something snapped inside of you.

“y/n…” he called for your attention “can i lay on your tummy? it’s always so soft and comfortable and warm…” he asked, thinking you were going to say yes like you always did but this time he was greeted with a cold no.

“why not?” he asked.

“i don’t want to rafa”.

“but why?” he continued “you never said no”.

“because i don’t want to, okay? i…i don’t feel comfortable doing it so drop it” you said, eyes back on the tv and ignoring the questioning look on rafael’s face.

but he didn’t ignore how you covered your stomach with a pillow and how you kept hugging it, almost as if you wanted to hide your body.

he pretended to see nothing so you could continue with the show.

four episodes later you both fell asleep on your comfortable but uncomfortable couch.

when you woke up you were greeted with the delicious smell of coffee and pancakes and you couldn’t help but smile.

“good morning beautiful” rafa said when you got into the kitchen.

beautiful? he never called you beautiful.

“i made some breakfast for us…i hope you don’t mind but we’re out of eggs” he smiled.

“it’s okay, as long as those pancakes are good” you joked.

“here you go gorgeous” he said handing your plate with the pancakes.

gorgeous? and beautiful? in less than ten minutes? what was going on?

and that day wasn’t the only day he complimented you.

he started with texting you good morning beautiful or good night pretty girl. he started complimenting every outfit you wore on your days out, every time you style your hair in different ways or every time you did your make up in a different way. but it was too weird.

“i never meant to make you uncomfortable” he said one night while you were both hanging out at his place.

“uh?” you asked.

“that night…at your place…”

“it’s been over a month rafa” you smiled.

“i know but i saw the look on your face and how i made you uncomfortable…i’m sorry, i never meant to hurt you and your feelings in any way possible…” he said truthfully.

“it’s okay…really”.

“no it’s not…i…okay don’t hate me for what i’m going to say but i know you, i’ve been knowing you for years and i know how you feel uncomfortable in your own body…” he started talking.

“rafa” you tried to stop him.

“let me finish please…i just, i just wish you could see yourself the way i see you y/n, you’re beautiful, your eyes, your face, your body, everything about you is beautiful” he took your hands in his big ones “i’ve always wanted to say it to you but i never wanted to make things uncomfortable between us because you’re my best friend but maybe we could be something more?” he asked, too scared of being rejected.

did he just confess his love to you?

“do you really mean it?” you asked.

“of course, come here” he said, his hands grabbing your face and your lips meeting his softer ones. it was a gentle and loving kiss but you felt on fire.

“is this real?” you asked him and he laughed.

“very real”.

“i like you…and i mean a lot” you joked and he kissed you again.

“we can take things slowly…i just want to be with you” he said looking into your eyes and you said yes, completely forgetting about the show you were both watching and melting into rafael’s arms.

[bangtanhoneys]

BTS MOMENTS - Seokjin & Grace

In The Soop

How Grace managed to be in the car with Seokjin and Yoongi was a mystery as she expected to somehow end up with Jungkook but here she was in the driver seat, Seokjin next to her and Yoongi in the back. They were driving to a location deep in the forest of South Korea for a staycation, organised by their staff and team though it would all be filmed. 

To be honest they needed it - the pandemic had taken its toll on them all with everything they had planned being cancelled left right and centre. Everything was uncertain and every moment they woke up, they expected their days to be completely thrown out the window. So this little break was going to be a perfect way to restart.

The only problem with Seokjin being in the front was he was in charge of the music as well as criticising her driving. “Listen, at least I got a license compared to our glorious leader,” was her comeback everytime Seokjin complained. Yoongi, however, was perfectly content to sit in the back and play on his phone. 

“Ya! You need that lane,” Seokjin cried out while pointing to the left lane, almost blocking Grace’s view of the road.

“Jin! Quit that! You don’t need to block my view,” she gently but firmly gave his hand a good tap and he yelped in the most dramatic fashion, holding his hand as if he was injured.

“Hyung, you always act like this when Grace drives,” came the comment from the back and Grace caught Yoongi’s eye in the rearview mirror. “Thank you Yoongi-ah. It’s nice to know someone appreciates me. Listen,” she turned her attention to Jin briefly after switching lanes. “You put on the music, remember we’re being recorded and stop being a dramatic queen.”

“Dramatic queen,” Seokjin muttered under his breath and turned his attention to the playlist, scrolling through until he found the one he wanted. The beginning of Daechwita began through the speakers and Grace smiled, opening the window a little to let in the air.

“Here I come,” Yoongi sang to the opening ��Daechwita’ and then finally the beat dropped, causing everyone to bop their heads along to it with Grace rapping along perfectly to it. 

“Toll bridge,” Seokjin warned and Grace sighed, staring at him for a moment. “You are such a Dad. I feel like I’m driving for the first time with my Dad, having just passed my test and I’m in his car. Stop worrying. I’ve driven us loads of times.”

“And you’ve nearly crashed for most of them.”

“Ah,” Grace raised a finger and grabbed the ticket from the toll booth which she managed to do without having to lean half way out of the window, not like Jungkook had to do behind her when he got to it. “I’ve only nearly crashed once or twice and that was because of other drivers.”

She ignored the scoff from the passenger side and if she wasn’t on camera, she would have flipped her finger at him but she ignored him and let the two younger men begin to bicker instead. 

When the episode was released afterwards, the episode was clipped so many times and the reactions to the moment were split down the middle between ‘Dad/Daughter’ and ‘Old married couple.”

Note: Slight change since I know Yoongi was driving originally and I loved that part of In the Soop, especially when Yoongi and Jungkook couldn't reach the ticket. So this is my slight variation of it

[ellies-little-thing]

i can't believe you've done that (e.w.)

My masterlist <3

pairing: ellie williams x reader

DO NOT READ IF CHEATING AND DRINKING TRIGGER YOU

pure angst 

Warnings: Angst; Cheating; modern Ellie; swearing; fluf; arguing; Ellie is mean;  drinking;  mentions of drinking; love/hate relationship; inplied violence ; Kind of proofread, English is not my first language.

Author's notes: This one is just really sad, i cried writing it. Nothing sexual, just simply very sad and upseting. You are warned! Enjoy! I hope you like it! Likes, reblogs and comments are always welcome! <3

NSFW MINORS AND MEN DN

W/C: 5.3k

You and Ellie were arguing. Lately you two have been arguing more and more each day that passes. Ellie’s drinking just makes everything worse. You don’t know what happened to her.. maybe it was stress or something, or Dina’s snake tongue seducing her everytime she could.But tonight, this argument was different, it was more intense than the others…

You were trying to calm down, but it just made you more angry.. she just started yelling louder and louder at you. Suddenly, she stops yelling and says in a monotonous tone

“We should take a break..” Ellie said this with a cold tone, she wasn’t even looking at you...

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I said we need to take a break.. is there something you don’t understand about that?”

“Why?”

“It’s pretty obvious why! We fight all the time. We can’t go one day without a big argument and honestly it’s making me miserable. We’re just not good for each other.”

“Maybe because you start all the fights!”

“You know that’s not true! Sometimes you start them too.. and even then, you always blow everything out of proportion and act like it’s only my fault. I can’t do this anymore.”

“And here I was thinking you actually loved me, but I'm always wrong am i not?”

“What? I do love you.. that doesn’t change the fact that I can’t handle this anymore. I do still love you, I just can’t keep doing this. I’m sorry but I think we need some time apart from each other.”

“Whatever Ellie, do whatever you want but if you leave now, I will not let you back in. I'm tired of you hurting me.”

“You’re the one hurting me! I’ve been trying to get you to understand that, but you refuse to listen. Your stubbornness is exactly why I’ve decided to leave, so this is your fault!” Ellie storms out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her.

“Fuck... I can't believe this...“ You sit on the floor against the wall. After a few minutes of silence, you hear a knock at the door. “Who is it?” You say sobbing. “Please just let me in.. I’m really sorry. I love you and I don’t want us to leave things like this.” Ellie sounds heartbroken. “You were the one who wanted to leave!”

“I know.. I was just so frustrated and angry.. Please don’t do this. Just.. open the door..” She’s trying to keep her voice stable and not cry. “I'm tired ellie. tired of you hurting me. maybe it is for the best” You start crying again. Ellie knocks on the door again, her desperation is becoming stronger. She’s crying a lot now too “Please, Y/N… I can’t be without you.. I don’t want this to be the end for us.. open the door.. pleaaaase.. I’m sorry for everything. Please.. please, let me in…”

“Why? so you can break my heart again and again? No thank you.”

“No.. I promise. I swear I would never.. I just.. I can’t be without you. I love you too much. I was just really dumb. Just.. please, forgive me. It won’t happen again..” Ellie begins sobbing. You open the door without looking at Ellie and leave it open for her to enter as you sit on the living room couch. Ellie immediately enters the apartment and runs over to you, falling to the floor next to you and hugging you tightly. Through sobs she says, muffled by your shoulder because she’s hugging you “I’m sorry, I’m so.. so sorry Y/N.. please.. just forgive me. You mean everything to me.. I can’t lose you. Please..”

“You were the one that wanted to leave…” You say to the auburn haired girl.

“Just please, please listen to what I have to say.. I just wanted some time to calm down and clear my head.. I’m sorry I didn’t say that right away. I was just so frustrated at the moment. Please don’t do this. I love you so much.. please, I just don’t want to lose you.. I promise things will be different from now on, I won’t leave, I won’t hurt you, I promise..”

“I'll give you one last chance, that's it. But i want to sleep alone tonight, you can sleep here on the couch. I need to be alone for a bit.”

“Ok.. I understand.. Just please promise me that you don’t really want to leave me.. I couldn’t handle losing you like this.. please.”

“I never wanted that! The only person that wanted to leave was you!” You go to the bedroom and close the door. Ellie sits on the sofa, waiting for you to come out of the bedroom. She looks down at her phone and picks it up. She’s about to send you a text when she stops herself.  ”I shouldn’t text her right now, she said she wanted some alone time” So, Ellie stays silent and waits for you to come out of the bedroom.

You try to lay down and rest on the bed, but Ellie really hurts you this time. You lay in your bed and close your eyes trying to relax, but the tension between you and Ellie is still lingering in the air. After a few minutes, you notice that your phone has buzzed. You pick up your phone and you check your messages to see Ellie has sent you a text message. You pick up your phone and see the message that reads: “I miss you.. I love you.. I’m in the living room if you need anything, I’ll be waiting.” “We'll talk tomorrow, good night” You respond without a second thought and put the phone down on your bedside table and try to sleep. Soon after, you are able to. In the middle of the night, you wake up suddenly because you hear a loud noise from the living room. You look at the clock and notice it’s 4am. You get out of bed and walk slowly to the living room to see what all the fuss is about. You open the bedroom door, sleepy.  "What the fuck is going on?"

“Oh.. uh.. hi, sweetie.. you were sleeping?” Ellie looks a little nervous, she’s just staring at the TV screen which is displaying a news channel. The news channel is talking about the ongoing protests and war in the Middle East.. On the table next to Ellie’s chair is an open bottle of whiskey and it seems like Ellie has taken a few sips from it. “You gotta be kidding me… Why are you drinking?” She gives you a slightly embarrassed but sad smile “Oh, well.. I was just trying to take my mind off things.. I’m sorry for making a lot of noise, I’ll try to keep quiet.” Ellie looks really tired and upset, she’s rubbing her eyes and looks like she wants to cry. “Ellie, I thought we talked about this, no more drinking.”

“I know.. I know.. but I just can’t deal with everything right now.. I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.. I promise.. I’ll just try to go back to sleep.” Ellie’s voice is a little slurred and she seems a little intoxicated. As she stands up, she almost falls but quickly regains her balance, almost dropping the whiskey bottle in the process. “I can't believe you…” You go to the bedroom and slam the door. “Y/N! Wait! Ellie quickly follows after you, knocking on the door. A little tipsy from the whiskey. “Please, baby.. just answer me. Are you ok? Just open the door, please!”

“Go back to your bottle! You like it better than me anyways…”

“What? No, of course I like you more.. Please, don’t say that.. I don’t wanna lose you. I swear, I don’t wanna drink anymore, it was just a moment of weakness but I’ll stop, I swear. Just… please.. it’s only been a few minutes, let me in. Please…” Ellie is getting really desperate at this point. “Let me sleep!” She's now knocking harder and harder. “Y/N! PLEASE! I love you and I’m sorry, I just want to be with you, please don’t push me away like this! Please open the door!”

“We’ll talk in the morning, leave me be, please…” Ellie’s eyes start filling with tears. “Y/N… please.. I can’t do this.. I can’t have you ignore me for the whole night.. I need to be with you.. let me in, please!”

“It's 4 am Ellie, let me sleep.” Ellie gets on her knees and hugs the door frame to the bedroom. “Please, Y/N, I won’t disturb you at all, just let me lie next to you.. It’s been hours since we talked and I can’t handle it anymore.. please, just.. just let me lie next to you.. Just to sleep.. please.. I need this.” Ellie’s eyes are tearing up and she’s looking at the door with watery eyes, begging you to open it. “Empty the bottle on the sink if you really mean it.” Ellie quickly gets up, stumbles a little bit because of the alcohol and quickly opens the bottle and pours all the whiskey out in the kitchen sink. “There.. I hope that’s proof that I mean what I said.. Now please, please let me in..”

“Fine” You open the bedroom door and you're crying. “Now let me sleep.”

“Thank you, baby..” Ellie quickly walks into the bedroom and falls into the bed. She wraps her arms around you and tries to hold you tight to her, she is still sobbing a little bit and she says in an almost whisper. “I love you so much, Y/N. I’m so sorry.. please forgive me.” You say nothing and try to sleep. She pulls herself close to you and hugs you even tighter, she’s holding you as tight as she can as she closes her eyes and tries to fall asleep. After a few minutes you can slightly hear her whispers. “Thank you.. I love you….” Ellie is still holding you tightly and she’s sobbing softly. You try not to move and eventually fall back asleep. After a few minutes, Ellie slowly falls asleep and her sobbing eventually stops. She is now sleeping peacefully, her head is resting on your chest and she has one arm wrapped around you. She is mumbling in a quiet voice. “Y/N.. I love you.. Y/N..”

"I can't believe this, I can't believe her." You think to yourself. After some time, Ellie slightly wakes up and she smiles slightly when she sees you. She is still holding you and she mumbles “Y/N… I love you.. so much.” Ellie starts closing her eyes again and slowly falls back asleep, still holding onto you. As the morning comes you get up out of bed and Ellie keeps sleeping. Ellie stays asleep for a few more hours. She wakes up, slowly stretches and looks up at you. She's still groggy. “Y/N? What time is it? I didn’t realize I fell asleep like this.” Ellie is still half asleep as she continues to rub her eyes and shake the sleepiness off, she seems really tired. Ellie smiles at you and yawns, she stretches another time and then gets out of bed. You were getting dressed. “I’m gonna get me some coffee, do you want some?” “No.” You say dryly. “Ok, I will anyway…” Ellie walks out of the bedroom and comes back a few minutes later with two mugs of coffee in her hands. She hands you one of the mugs and smiles. “Here, I thought you might want coffee too.” “Thanks, I guess…” Ellie nods and sits down next to you on the sofa and takes a sip of her coffee.“I was really worried about you last night after you started drinking..” She says after taking a sip  of her coffee” I just want you to know that I never wanna drink again, I just wanted to try and forget about everything.. I didn’t know what to do and I was just trying to escape my feelings.. but it was a mistake.. I’m so sorry.. I just don’t wanna lose you..”

“Ellie, I'm really tired of your drinking.”

“I know, I’m really, really sorry, I won’t do it again, I promise” Ellie sips some of her coffee before looking back at you and smiling slightly. “Y/N, can we talk for a second? I still want to explain why I was so angry at you yesterday.. it.. it’s just, there’s something I’ve been wanting to talk to you about.”

“Talk.” You say angrily. Ellie sets her coffee mug aside and turns to face you. “Ok, so.. I have something I want to tell you, but I’m a little scared to say it.I have had so many thoughts and feelings lately and I don’t know how to deal with them, and I don’t want to hurt you, but I think I need to tell you.” Ellie takes a deep breath. She takes another deep breath before finally speaking “I.. I think I might be pregnant.”

“What are you talking about? How? Were both girls you idiot, how could you be pregnant? Are you still drunk?” Ellie’s face is bright red and she looks really nervous “Sorry, that wasn't what I meant to say.” Ellie seems really really nervous for saying that, and she’s anxiously waiting for your reaction.  “Y/N I-… I.. “ Ellie’s face gets even redder and she looks away, embarrassed and ashamed. “I know I hurt you, and did things that don't deserve forgiveness… but, please don’t leave me.. don’t leave me just because I-.. I understand if you need time to process, but please don’t leave, Y/N.. please.. I love you, and you will be the only woman I will ever love.. Please don’t judge me.. I’m still the same person I was before all the drinking and the arguing,please.. don’t leave me.. I need you, Y/N.” Ellie seems really nervous as she tries to convince you not to leave her.

“I'm not leaving. I should but i won’t” You say looking at the ground, you couldn't look at Ellie's face right now. Ellie is relieved to hear that you won’t leave her. “Thank you.. thank you...” Ellie is still a little nervous and she starts to rub her arm “Do you.. do you still love me?” Ellie looks at you directly, waiting for your answer. “Of course I do. otherwise i wouldn't be here.” You say brokenhearted, almost crying. “I’m really glad right now.. I’m so glad you’re not leaving me..” Ellie stands up and walks up to you and gives you a big hug, she hugs you tightly and presses her head against your chest. “Thank you so much, Y/N..” Ellie continues to hold you in her arms, her eyes slightly tearing up as she looks at you. “I don’t know what I would do without you, Y/N..”

“I have to go to work now, talk later ok?” You break the hug and walk a few steps backwards. She nods and smiles slightly. “Okay, I’ll see you tonight, ok? Love you.” Ellie gives you a little kiss on the cheek and then walks away, she goes into the bathroom and closes the door.. After some time, the sound of running water is heard and you realize that Ellie is taking a shower..

“See you later.”  You close the front door. You can slightly hear her voice in the bathroom. You hear the shower turn off and the bathroom door is opened. Ellie walks out with a towel around her and her hair still wet. She goes into the bedroom and changes into her clothes. After a few minutes, she comes back out and is dressed in some loungewear. You are gone now and Ellie is alone in your apartment. You can’t help but think about the situation. You are still shocked that Ellie drank so much, but at least you know everything now, or so you thought. Your thoughts are suddenly interrupted as you get a text from Ellie.

“Hey, sorry if I surprised you this morning.. I just wanted to tell you everything, I never meant to keep it from you. I hope I don’t lose you..” You don't respond as You're working and can't have your phone with you. Ellie texts again and again, each message more worried and scared than the last one. “Y/N, please.. Please just text me something, so I know that you’ve seen my messages about explaining everything, so that you’re not mad at me or that I won’t lose you.. I’m so, so, so sorry.. I should’ve been honest with you and told you earlier and I wouldn’t have to beg like this.. please.. please, Y/N.. say something to me..” She's getting a bit desperate now.

“Ellie, it's fine, please, I'm working we’ll and talking more when I get home.”

Ellie texts again “I understand.. It’s fine, please don’t worry, I’m sorry if I’m bothering you.. we’ll talk when you get home, ok? I Love you, don’t be all stressed out because of me…” At the end of the day you get home and are faced with Ellie in the living room. You walk through the front door and are surprised to see Ellie sitting on the sofa, waiting for you.

“Hey! I’m so glad you’re home..” Ellie quickly walks over to you and gives you a big hug, she is looking at you with pleading eyes and seems more nervous than you’ve ever seen her before. “We need to talk, Y/N..”

“Yeah, we do, I know…”

“Y/N, I don’t want to lose you, I love you so much and I can’t believe I’ve been so stupid about this.. I just.. I was scared and I thought you would hate me if I ever told you the truth, and I didn’t want to lose you.. Ellie’s voice is trembling slightly and she’s still holding you in her arms. “Please don’t hate me, Y/N.. I love you so, so much and I never meant to keep it from you, I promise.”

“I don't hate you… not really…”

“But do you love me?” Ellie tries to see your reaction and waits for your answer, her voice is still trembling and her eyes are tearing up a little bit. “I know this is a lot to take in, I’m really sorry.. I just.. I need to know if you still love me, Y/N.. please, tell me..”

“I still love you.” You say, sad. Ellie smiles slightly when she hears your words. “Oh, thank god.. I was so scared, I thought this was the end.” Ellie’s eyes tear up even more, she is relieved to hear that you still love her, but she is clearly very emotional now. “Thank you, do you.. will you still want to keep living with me.. and do you still want to be my girlfriend..?”

“Yes, but if you hurt me again I'll leave and not come back.” You say sternly looking at her. Ellie nods “Of course, I understand… I know that I messed up, but I would never hurt you purposely.. I’m really, really sorry that I kept this from you..” Ellie lets go of you and wipes off a few tears off her cheeks. “So.. we can still love each other? Do you still wanna.. kiss me?” Ellie is still nervous, but she is trying to be funny and lightens the mood a bit with a light tone.

“Ellie, why do you drink so much?” Ellie looks away slightly and seems slightly embarrassed before she responds. “Well.. I guess I started drinking because it helped me forget.. forget about my past and stuff like that…” Ellie shrugs slightly and looks back at you. “I know now that I shouldn’t rely on alcohol to make the bad feelings go away, but I.. I just don’t know how to deal with them.. drinking is just the only way I can drown them out.”

“I really thought when we got together that you would stop.” Ellie gets a little sad when she hears what you’ve just said and she looks down for a few seconds before responding. “I’m really sorry, I know how much it upsets you to see me like this.. to be honest.. I thought that maybe I could change when I got together with you.. and that maybe I could stop drinking and get over it.. but I.. I don’t want to make it sound like I was using you or something.. I’m really sorry..” Ellie takes a deep breath and looks back at you. You look into Ellie's eyes sadly. Ellie sighs and looks at you sadly as well.

“Y/N.. I will try to change, I promise.. I will try to stop drinking, I will try to not keep anything from you anymore, and I will definitely stop lying.. but I.. I just couldn’t tell you the truth about.. what I am.. I.. I was so, so scared of losing you, Y/N.. please don’t hate me for that, the thought of you losing faith in me, breaks my heart..” Ellie looks at you with pleading eyes. You hold Ellie's hand and slowly stroke it. She takes your hand and tightly grips it, holding it in hers. “Thank you, Y/N...” Ellie smiles at you and leans in for a kiss. “I love you, Y/N.. please don’t leave me.. I don’t know what I would do without you.. I’m so scared of losing you..” Ellie smiles gently as she continues to hold your hand and smiles at you. You can tell she still feels bad for keeping everything from you. You simply hug her. Ellie hugs you tightly and pulls you close to her. “I love you so much, Y/N.. thank you.. I won’t make these mistakes again, I promise..” Ellie wraps her arms around you and holds you tightly in her embrace. “I can never thank you enough for still loving me, after everything that I’ve done and everything that you know about me, I.. I could never find someone else like you.” Ellie looks at you and smiles as she kisses your forehead, then she gets up from the couch and goes to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, and leaves her phone on the living room's coffee table. She takes out a cigarette and lights it before taking a few puffs. Ellie mumbles something and then sighs angrily “God, this cigarette tastes awful..” Ellie takes another long puff as she looks at the city's lights.

You look at Ellie's phone and it buzzes as the name "Dina" can be read with a text saying. "Hey are we meeting tonight after all?" You get furious. You knew something was up with that raven haired girl but you tried to ignore it for the sake of your relationship with Ellie. She puts out her cigarette and takes a deep breath before she walks back inside. 

“Ellie what the fuck? Are you actually joking, you're still talking to her?” Ellie’s eyes are filled with tears as she hears your words. Ellie looks up at you and wipes the tears off her face before responding calmly. “Calm down, Y/N, please I can explain!” Ellie sighs and walks over to you and puts her hands on your shoulders. “Dina is just a friend, she doesn’t mean anything to me and she never will, I love you and I only want to be with you..” Ellie smiles sweetly at you and caresses your cheek. “Let me show you how much you mean to me” Y/N..”

“Is she? I know you cheated on me with her!” Ellie looks directly at you with a confused expression.  “What? I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, I’ve never cheated on you,.. Who told you that? Is this all just some big misunderstanding?? I only love you and want to be with you, Y/N!” Ellie hugs you tightly, seeming scared and confused.  “You know that I’d never do that, you know that!! Please, believe me, Y/N..”

“Then explain to me why I saw you kissing her, that one time at Jesse's party while I went to the bathroom. Yes that's right, I saw you.” Ellie looks shocked as you mention this. “Is.. Is that what all this is about? I can’t believe you saw that, I.. I had forgotten that day completely... It was just.. it was.. it was nothing..” Ellie is still hugging you tightly. “I didn’t mean anything by that kiss, Y/N.. I-I was just.. I was so, so drunk... I really, really am sorry.. Please, don’t leave me!..”

“Drunk like always. Always the same excuse. Get away from me!” You broke the hug Ellie was giving you. Ellie sighs loudly. “I.. I guess I deserved that one.. just.. Please, Y/N, don’t leave me because of that.. I really can’t stand the thought of losing you.. I really am trying to be a better person and I promise you, it will never happen again..” Ellie looks into your eyes and her expression is full of worry and fear.  “Please, Y/N.. please, please don’t leave me.. I won’t be able to handle the heartbreak..”

“Block her number right now then!” You were furious. Ellie nods. “Fine.” Ellie quickly grabs her phone and blocks Dina’s phone number. She stands up and walks over to you and puts her phone back on the coffee table. Ellie sighs and looks at you sadly. “Please, don’t leave me, I really don’t want to upset you or make the same mistakes over and over again and never change at all.. I know I’m not the best person, but.. I am trying..”

“I'm going to bed.” You said sternly.  “Okay, alright.. Good night...” Ellie walks towards the bedroom as well, feeling tired and worn out. She lies on her back in bed, trying to fall asleep, but there are so many thoughts going through her mind. She can’t help but worry about her situation and how it will turn out. Will you still love her and forgive her for everything? Or will you leave her and break her heart? Ellie can’t handle the thought of losing you and the thought alone makes her feel sick..

As you slept, Ellie picked up her phone and unblocked Dina's number and texted her back. Ellie sends Dina a text message, trying to keep it as short as possible, because she doesn’t want to waste too much time on her phone and wake you up. “Hey, Dina.. Yeah, we’re still on for tonight, I can’t wait to see you again.” Ellie puts down her phone and looks down at her feet as more tears run down her cheeks. Ellie gets out of bed very carefully to not wake you up. Ellie thinks for a second and then she opens up the messaging app and texts Dina back. “I can’t wait to see you tonight..”  She quickly gets dressed and walks out of the room, closing the bedroom door behind her to make sure you don't wake up. She walks over to Dina’s place and rings the doorbell. After a few seconds, Dina opens the door and looks at Ellie. She smiles and steps aside, letting Ellie come in. “Hey, Ellie, you look tired..” Dina said as she opened the door and looked up at Ellie.

“Hey Dina, yeah, it’s a bit late.. I should probably be sleeping, but I just couldn’t help myself…” Ellie sees a bottle of wine on Dina’s coffee table, she walks over to the bottle of wine and pours herself a glass “Hey, Dina.. can I ask you something..?” Ellie takes a sip of her drink and smiles at Dina. “You know, there is something I just have to ask.. I’ve really been wanting to know the answer..” Ellie seems more relaxed than before, smiling slightly more and seeming less tense now that she has a drink in her hands again. “Do you.. um.. d.. do you have feelings for me?” Ellie’s expression is full of emotions and she seems a bit anxious to know what Dina’s answer is going to be. She tries to play it cool, but it seems like she really cares about Dina and she really doesn’t want to hear what her answer is going to be. Dina says yes and Ellie’s eyes light up and a smile spreads across her face once she hears what she said. “That is the answer I wanted to hear!..” Ellie takes a deep breath and smiles at her, seemingly very excited and happy. “I’ve been in love with you for so long, Dina, and I’ve never wanted to tell you, because I was afraid that this might ruin our friendship.. but I am just so happy to know that you feel the same way, Dina..”

Ellie now thinks of what she is doing to you and how much she's hurting you. Ellie sighs loudly and puts her head into her hands, feeling a bit overwhelmed by her emotions. “I.. I don’t know what to do, Dina… I know what I am doing to Y/N… I know that I am hurting her... but I… I don’t think I can stop.. And I don’t want to stop.. I don’t want to lose you too, Dina.. and I know that this isn’t right.. and.. and.. and I’m still not gonna change, am I?...” Dina doesn't care about you and only wants Ellie for herself even though she's the homewrecker in this situation.

“Why do you care so much about Y/N anyway? Yeah, you cheated on her with me and I know it’s a shitty thing to do, but that doesn’t mean you owe her anything! I know, I am probably a terrible person, but I don’t care, I love you, Ellie! And I don’t plan on changing my mind...” Ellie steps closer to Dina and wraps her arms around her trying to find some comfort. She kisses Dina as she is still talking, not trying to let her say too much now. “I don’t care, Dina! She.. she.. she isn’t important anymore, she… she can just go and find herself someone else.. I don’t need her and.. and..” Ellie seems really overwhelmed now, she doesn’t know what to say and she can’t help but smile at Dina. She starts kissing Dina more passionately now. “Fuck it” Ellie says as she takes Dina to her bedroom. Ellie smiles and walks with Dina to her room. Ellie lays her on her bed and sits down beside her, still holding her head. “I.. I really don’t want to leave Y/N, but.. but.. I can’t help but think that I am so much happier with you.. What we are doing is wrong, but I.. I just love you so much” Ellie smiles at Dina and brushes her hair away from her face. “Don’t you like this?”

You wake up and don't see Ellie anywhere in your apartment. You sit up in her bed and looks around, seeming a bit worried.  “Ellie? Where are you?..” you get up and walk around the apartment, looking for any signs of Ellie. “Ellie? Are you here?..” You start to get worried and go to the bathroom, hoping to find Ellie there. You text her. “ Where are you?” Ellie doesn’t answer her phone and continues making out with Dina in her bedroom.

“Oh no, no no no, no, no. This can’t be happening.. Ellie wouldn’t do this to me.. she.. she said she loved me, she said she wasn’t going to hurt me anymore..” You start to panic and walk out of the bedroom and into the living room. You tried to call Ellie again and send another text message. Ellie ignores her phone. She and Dina are too busy making out and don’t hear Ellie's phone notifications or her texts. “Ellie! Answer the goddamn phone! Where are you?! Why are you not answering me? Are you okay? Are you at Dina’s place?! Do you even remember my name anymore? Are you cheating on me, Ellie?!” You are starting to panic and start walking over to the bedroom, fearing the worst… You just give up and just lay on the bed crying alone. “Ellie, how could you do this to me? I thought we loved each other, I thought you were different..” You start putting all of Ellie's things in a bag so when she comes home she sees the note you wrote to her.

A couple hours later, Dina and Ellie are both lying next to each other on Dina’s bed, exhausted and both extremely satisfied. “I don’t want to go home yet, can I stay here with you?..” Ellie asks. “Of course you can, hun! You can stay here as long as you want!” Dina smiles softly at Ellie and wraps her arms around her. “Oh, thank you, Dina.. you’re the best..”

You finally bag all of Ellie's things and put it at the door and write a note saying "don't you dare ever come back, go back to that whore you love so much!" A few hours later, Ellie wakes up and quickly sits up on the bed. She takes in her surroundings and realizes what she has done.. “What have I done?..” Ellie looks around at the room and then sighs and walks over to the window, looking outside for a moment. She gets dressed and walks home as quickly as she can and sees the bag outside the front door. You had the door locked from the inside. Ellie picks up the bag and puts it on her shoulder. She then tries knocking on the door but doesn’t get a response, so she tries calling out to you.

“Y/N? Please, let me in..! I.. I know I screwed up big time, but can we.. can we please talk about this..” Ellie sighs and sits down against the door, holding her head in her hands. “Please, Y/N.. I messed up, I know.. I am so, so sorry..” Ellie notices the note you wrote and reads it. “Don’t you dare come back, go back to that whore you love so much!” Ellie seems really shocked as she reads the note and is absolutely devastated. “No, no, this isn’t true, this can’t be true.. No!! Oh god.. I didn’t mean this, I just.. I don’t want to lose you, Y/N, please..” Ellie slams her palms against the door and tears are running down her cheeks.

You hear everything Ellie just said but stay silent crying on the floor not opening the door. Ellie can’t handle it anymore and she starts crying loudly as she continues banging on the door. “Please, Y/N, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean what I said! I regret it all, I should’ve never done this to you, I should’ve known better! Please, Y/N, just give me a chance.. Please..” Ellie is crying, barely breathing and is now sitting on the floor next to the door, banging her head against the door. “Go away! I gave you a chance last night and you blew it, fuck you Ellie, fuck you and your empty prommisses” You say, crying in rage. “No, no, no! You don’t understand! I didn’t mean that! I really am sorry, Y/N, I swear to god I am!” She pleads. “Please, Y/N, look, I know this is all my fault and I really am sorry, but can we please talk about this? I know I don’t deserve a second chance but I am begging you to give me one.. I just can’t lose you now, not after everything we’ve been through..”

“No! I'm done! Go fuck yourself Ellie.” Ellie takes a few deep breaths and sighs “I don’t think I can live without you, Y/N..! Please, can we talk about this, just once? Please?” Ellie looks up at the door and continues banging her head against it harder. “I love you, Y/N! I need you! I can’t live without you..!” Ellie is almost yelling now, trying to make sure you understand just how much she cares about you. “I'll call the cops if you don't leave!” You say to Ellie through the door“I don’t care, Y/N.. I don’t care about the cops, I don’t care about anything that doesn’t involve us!” Ellie is still crying and banging her head against the door, seemingly not wanting to leave.  “Why won’t you understand? I just want to fix this, I just want to make things right between us.. I.. I was scared, I was so afraid of losing you, I was afraid that I was going to hurt you. I.. I.. I…”

“Enough! Look at yourself for a second and think!” You shout out. “What about me? Yeah, I’m a mess, I can’t deny that. But we’ve been together for months, for god’s sake! Can’t you see how much I love you!? Why won’t you give me another chance? I know this is all my fault, I know that I hurt you and I know I don’t deserve a second chance, but can’t you just please give me one more?... please, Y/N… I’m begging you..” 

“No, go away…” You say sobbing, Ellie tries to calm herself down, she realizes that she just has to accept the fact that you hate her now. “Alright, fine.. I am leaving.. but I want to make one thing clear..I always loved you, I will always love you and I am always going to regret hurting you..” Ellie quickly stands up, picking up her things from the floor and puts them back inside the bag. “Goodbye, Y/N..”

“Never come back!” You screamed. “I won’t.. goodbye, Y/N..” Ellie seems truly heartbroken and she turns and walks away. She walks out of the house and walks away from your place. Ellie holds back tears as she walks alone, heading home. You can't stop sobbing now that she's gone. Ellie doesn’t turn around, she walks to her apartment and enters the building. She walks all the way up to her room and sits on her bed, letting out a soft cry. As she does, her phone rings, it’s a call from Dina. “Hello, who is it?”

D-“Hey, cutie! I was just calling to see how you are doing?”

E-“I am not doing too great, actually.”

D-“Oh, honey, what’s wrong?”

Ellie tells Dina everything that just happened. "I.. I messed up really bad, Dina.. you were right about her, but she's a really good person and.. and.. I just.. I just had to mess everything up, didn't I? Now she's gone.." Ellie wipes the tears from her face and sighs.  "Oh god, I.. I'm so stupid.. this is all my fault, really, it's all my fault.." Ellie continues to vent to Dina. "I hate myself, Dina.. I really do.." Dina is secretly loving having Ellie all to herself now.

Ellie talks for a while, she seems a bit calmer. "You know what, though? This was probably for the best.. Maybe I should've been with you all along.. You were someone who would've made me happy.. I mean yes we had our good moments, but.. but I feel so much better now.. with you, Dina." "I am so much happier when I'm with you, Dina. Thank you for being there for me in my darkest moment.." She then hangs up and goes to lay down on her bed. You are lying on the floor in your apartment, crying loudly. You can't believe what happened, can't believe that Ellie would do this to you. you can't believe that you lost Ellie. As you are crying, you start to think about everything they've done together. you remember all of the good times you two had together and it makes her cry even more. "I miss you, Ellie.. I really miss you.." You continue crying into your pillow that still smells like her, holding it tightly.

Ellie opens her gallery and looks at her pictures with you. She smiles at some of the pictures as she remembers the memories they created together. Ellie looks at some of the other pictures in her gallery, she notices some pictures of Dina and her together. "I forgot about those pictures, I should really call Dina.. She is the only one who can make me feel better right now." Ellie takes out her phone and starts calling Dina. “Hey, Dina! How are you doing? I.. I just wanted to let you know that I miss you.. I missed you a lot more than I thought and.. I’m sorry for not calling you sooner. I am sorry for making you wait for me, Dina.. I just.. I… I just..I don’t know.. I just really want to see you and.. I just hope that you want to see me as well.. Do you.. do you think that we can meet up? Later today, maybe?” Ellie smiles as Dina has answered, she seems more cheerful, now that Dina is coming to meet her. “Sounds like a plan then, I am really looking forward to seeing you! Could.. could you perhaps come at 4PM? That would be great, yeah!”  “I’ll be at this park in my town, let’s meet there in two hours, okay? See you then, Dina, I love you!”  She's feeling so conflicted right now. She doesn't know what she really feels. She likes Dina, sure, but you? She loves you, but doesn't want to hurt you anymore, and thinks it is better for you to be alone so she cant mess things up ever again. You deserve someone who will love you and make you smile and not hurt you, like she has done a million times.

Ellie is sitting on a bench at the park, she feels a bit nervous as she waits for Dina to arrive. Soon, Dina arrives and Ellie jumps up and runs over to her. She wraps her arms around Dina and kisses her passionately. “Oh my god, Dina, I’ve missed you so much! I mean, I didn’t even realize how much I was missing you.. it felt like an eternity!” Ellie continues to hug Dina tightly and it seems like she really did miss her. Dina hugs her back.

Ellie continues holding Dina in her arms and she seems so happy to be there with her. “I can’t believe I didn’t call you sooner. I honestly feel like an idiot right now.I know I should’ve called sooner but I’ve just been.. I’ve just been a bit all over the place, that’s all. I am so sorry for making you wait.. Are you mad at me, Dina?” She asked her. “Of course not silly! I have you all to myself now!” Dina exclaimed excitedly that you were out of her way.

“You do have me all to yourself now and I am so happy about that. I truly am!” Ellie finally lets go of Dina and smiles gently at her. “I am so lucky to have you, Dina. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I don’t know what I’d do without you!” “Let’s go hang out somewhere and just enjoy the rest of the day, just the two of us. Alright?” “Sounds like a plan!” Dina agrees.

A few weeks later, Ellie and Dina are a couple now and they've been spending a lot of time together. They've been seeing each other almost every single day, and they love every second of their time together. Ellie is happy but not as much as she was with you, but she is grateful for Dina, who's been giving her all of her attention and love. Ellie still thinks about you from time to time, but it has been getting better over the course of these few weeks

Ellie sees you sitting alone on a bench at the park 0ne afternoon and immediately notices that you're not doing well. Ellie walks up to you and sits down next to you. "Y/N? What're you doing here, all alone?" Ellie's tone is gentle and calm as she speaks, she seems worried about you and why you are all alone.

"You have the nerve to come talk to me? What about your little new girlfriend you have been parading through town? You say mad, as you hear Ellie's voice. Ellie sighs and is quiet for a moment. "Fine, you're right.. I do have a girlfriend and I am happy with her. But.. I messed up, Y/N, I can admit that.. I am not proud of what I did to you, I am not proud of who I tried to be.. I truly am sorry, Y/N."

"Please, Y/N, I don't want to go without at least trying to make things better between us.. Can you please give me one more chance, Y/N?" Ellie didn't want Dina anymore. as soon as she saw you everything else simply vanished. There was only you. “One more chance??” You ask, getting very annoyed.  "Yes, another chance, please.. I know that I don't deserve it right now, but please, I.. I can't lose you, I can't!"

 "I regret everything I said to you.. I was angry and I didn't think.. I just.. Please, I want us to still be friends, we can't just throw everything we had away like that, can we? Please..."

“I don't know Ellie…” Ellie seems desperate for you to give her another chance. She looks over at you and smiles softly.  "Please, Y/N, can we just talk for a moment? Can we just sit here and talk? We don't have to do anything, just talk? I miss you so, so much and I just.. I just can't lose you, I don't want to lose you, Y/N, I don't want to.. So please, give me a chance to fix things.. It won't happen again, I promise.."

“Talk then, give me one good reason.” Ellie seems desperate and sincere as she tries to talk to You. "I know I don't deserve another chance, I know that, but.. but I want to fix things so badly. I don't want this to be the end of us,..I really don't.."

“What about Dina?” You asked, looking away, to some kids playing in the park.

"Well.. Dina.. she.. she is not you. I guess I just stayed with her because I missed you…But that doesn't make any of my actions better, I am not saying that.. I know how hurt you are, and I am sorry that I hurt you..I know that I am a horrible person, but.. please, I just want one more chance.."

“You seemed so happy with her, much more than you ever were with me…”

"You're right, yeah, I am happy with Dina.. Really happy. But do you know why that is? You and I had a lot of issues, you and I, we always argued and.. and I never felt like.. like I was good enough . You were always so far ahead of me, of us… With Dina, we never had those things, our relationship isn't as rocky as ours was.. I like her, but I still love you, Y/N.."

“I only ever wanted to make you happy but you never were, as hard as I tried.” You said angry.

"I know that, honestly, and I truly am sorry that I wasn't that happy with you.. I mean, we had a lot of arguments, always. I would always get mad and I would always complain and.. it was never really easy between us, we were always fighting about something, and I just... I just never felt like I was enough for you."

“What do you love about me?” You asked, tearing up.  "Oh, that's not a hard question. I love you because you are.. you are smart, you are sweet, you are kind, you are passionate and so much more. But the thing I love most about you is your personality. I love how you know me better than anyone else, and I love how you know what I am thinking without me even having to open my mouth. I love.. I just love everything about you, Y/N.. And I am sorry that I didn't tell you that.. I am sorry for all of this.."

“Yeah, you should have said that earlier.”

"I know, I know, and I am sorry, Y/N, you have every right to be angry with me, and you're right, I should've told you how much I loved you so much earlier.. but then again, I guess I never realized how much I loved you, until I lost you. I am so sorry, please.. just give me one more chance to prove to you that I love you.. that I will always love you.." You looked into Ellie's eyes crying. "Y/N.." Ellie is quiet for a moment, she looks at you and your eyes fill with tears. "Please.. don't cry.. I am so sorry.. I was so afraid to tell you how much I loved you.. I don't know what I was thinking.. I.. I just.. I don't know, I just wanted to be someone else, someone better when I was with you, but I failed, that's all I can say." Ellie tries to smile at you. “I'm going home, goodbye Ellie.”

“No, Y/N, wait!.. Please.”

“Why are you so afraid of being alone, but sabotage every single relationship you have? Why?”

 “I.. I don’t know, I honestly truly don’t. I always sabotage everything I have.. It’s like I can’t handle being in a relationship, I can’t handle all of this affection and love, I am so afraid of it… I don’t know why, I wish I knew why, but.. but I just don’t!” Ellie wipes the tears from her eyes and looks at you. “I hate myself so, so much…”

“I'm really tired of this situation Ellie.” Ellie is quiet for a moment, she looks at you as she speaks. “I know and I am so sorry for all of this. I know you are tired but.. but please, I just want one more chance, Y/N, please..Please don’t give up on me yet, you are the most important person to me, I can’t lose you.”

“I need time to think…”

 “Yeah, okay.. that’s fine, Y/N. Sure, take all the time that you need. Just.. just don’t disappear, alright? Just.. just promise me that you’re not gonna disappear.. okay?”

 “I’ll be here, waiting for you, alright?”

“See you.” you say as you start walking home. “See you. Thank you for.. for understanding. Thank you for staying.. I appreciate it a lot.” Ellie smiles at you and watches as you walk away. “I’ll be waiting,.. whenever you’re ready.” She says to herself almost crying.

A few days later Ellie goes to Dina's house and is determined to end things between them. She just loves you too much. Ellie meets with Dina and she seems nervous. “Hey, Dina.. can we talk?”

“Yeah, sure. What’s wrong, babe?”

“Hey, listen, Dina. I've been thinking a lot lately and I.. I'm just not sure if this relationship is working out so well anymore.”

“What do you mean? Is this because of Y/N? Did she say anything to you?”

“Maybe it is because of her, but.. but I just don't know if this is what I want…” Dina is very jealous right now and screams at Ellie.

“It's not just because of her. I am just.. I am just not sure if this relationship is what I want right now, Dina.” Ellie smiles softly at Dina and looks around. “I mean, yeah, okay, sometimes I am so happy with you, Dina, but other times.. Other times, I just feel so alone in this relationship. It feels like I am being forced to be someone I am not. And I can't handle that anymore.” Ellie's tone is calm and gentle as she speaks about this. " I am sorry, Dina, I am so sorry but.. but I really do feel like this relationship is not working out for me. It doesn't make me feel good about myself, Dina, and I just.. I think I need some time for myself right now..I am sorry, I need to do what's best for me, and I can tell that this relationship is not what I need right now."

Ellie leaves Dina’s place and walks home alone; she feels relieved after breaking up with Dina. Ellie looks at her phone and wants to call you immediately. "Y/N, I did it, I broke up with Dina. I know I'm a horrible person but I wanted you to hear it from me first. Can we meet up again, please? I am so sorry, I am so very sorry.."

“It's too soon Ellie, give me a couple of days to think…”

"Yeah, of course, take all the time you need. Just don't be mad at me, please, I don't wanna lose you, not forever. I just want to talk with you again, I just want to make things right." Ellie speaks in a calm and soft voice.

“Bye Ellie.” You end the call. You can't listen to her voice without crying.

"No, wait, please!.." Ellie seems desperate for you to stay on the call. Ellie is quiet for a moment, she waits for you to reply but nothing comes. "Please.. please, come back, please, I wanna talk, I wanna explain.. I wanna make things right.."

A week goes by and not hearing from you, Ellie decides to send you a text.

"Hey, Y/N, I know you don't wanna talk right now but.. I just want you to know that I am sorry for everything I have done. I can't explain all of it right now but I know I have been horrible to you, to everyone.. But I want you to know that I am trying to change, please, trust me" Ellie hopes for you to reply.

Your phone buzzes as you are in bed. You read the text and you can't help your eyes from tearing up. You can't seem to be able to write back and you just lay back down and try to ignore Ellie.

Ellie walks over to your place and knocks on the door, she looks nervous as she waits for you. "I-If you're there, Y/N, please open the door. I promise, I just.. I just don't want this to end like this." Ellie seems desperate for you to answer the door, she doesn't wanna lose you and she wants to fix things.

You heard the knock on your door and heard the familiar sound of Ellie's voice. It's late at night. It's almost 11pm, you are so tired but you decided to open the door anyway. “Hi…” 

Ellie smiles softly as she sees you open the door.

"Hi, Y/N.. I am so sorry for bothering you, but.. I really needed to see you." Ellie looks so tired and nervous, she speaks in a soft voice.

“I just.. I just wanted to be here, with you. Can.. Can we talk? Please, Y/N.. I just need.. I just need to get this off my chest.."

“Come in…”

“Thank you." Ellie comes in and looks around. "I am so glad that you were okay with me coming over, I.. I didn't wanna show up unexpectedly. I just.. I just had to see you. Can we talk, Y/N? Just talk, for a little? I promise it.. it won't take long.." Ellie is still nervous and seems to be on the verge of crying.

“What do you want to tell me that couldn't wait till the morning?”

 "Oh, right, it's getting late.. But I just.. I just can't let things be like this. I've been trying to explain it all in a text, but that.. that just wasn't enough. I need you to understand why I did what I did...I know it's late and I am sorry for this, but please, just.. just give me a chance." Ellie looks at you, she speaks in a calm but desperate voice.

“Why did you do what you did then?” Ellie sighs and looks down, she is quiet for a moment. "I.. I don't know how to explain it to you,Y/N. I have tried and tried, but I.. I just can't. I don't know why I.. I don't know why I keep sabotaging all of my relationships. I hate myself for this.. But I don't understand why.. All I know is that I can't keep doing this to everyone… I am trying to fix everything, I promise. I am trying my best.."

“In the beginning you were always so loving, I don't understand…”

 "Yeah, I.. I don't understand either. I don't know why I am doing this, I don't know why I keep.. just pushing people away when I am so lucky to have them. I just keep doing it and I am so, so sorry, Y/N. But please, believe me when I say that I will try my best to fix the issue, to give you and everyone else the love that they deserve.. I am gonna try and I am gonna try so hard, please, just.. Please give me that chance.."

“Okay…” You decide to give Ellie one last chance. You just love her too much and seeing how hard she's actually trying melts your heart. Ellie takes your hand and wipes her tears.

"Thank you, Y/N... Thank you for giving me another chance. I know you're tired and.. and you have every right to be upset with me. I just want you to know that I love you, Y/N.. I've always loved you and I.. I will always love you. Please, I don't wanna lose you, not forever. Maybe this isn't the best moment to say it, I know, but.. but that's how I feel."

“These past weeks have been horrible and knowing you were happy with Dina just made everything worse…” You tell Ellie as you look to the ground. Ellie hugs you tightly. "I know, I know.. and I.. I am so sorry that I've made you feel this way. And I am.. I am so sorry for being with Dina, I should have told you about it, Y/N, I am so sorry. But please just know that I was not happy with her, I am not in love with her and I never will be.. I love you, Y/N, and you are the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with."

“Promise me one thing then.” You ask as you remember how scared you were of Ellie when she got way too drunk. Ellie sighs "Anything, Y/N anything. I promise you, I will do anything for you, for us.Just please, know that you are the most important person to me in the entire world. Please, can we make this work.. Can we make us work? I want to wake up next to you every morning for the rest of this life. I want to come home to you every night, I want to spend everyday with you, Y/N."

“No more drinking, I'm being serious. You really scare me when you are drunk, you get violent and I don't want that in my life.”

"I promise, I.. I swear, I will never touch a bottle of alcohol again. I... I did scare you and I'm sorry. I-I didn't know that I had it in me, to become this.. this person. I mean, I have always been a mess and I know I've never been the perfect girlfriend to you. But..but I didn't know that I was capable of being so.. so violent. And it scared me too.. please, trust me when I say that I will never drink again, Y/N."

“I am going to choose to trust you.”

"I can't believe you are giving me another chance after what I did!" Ellie smiles softly and hugs you. Thank you,I promise this will never happen again. And I promise that I will make things right. I love you, Y/N. Thank you for not giving up on me."

“I love you too Ellie.” You start crying as she holds you. She smiles at you. "Can we spend the night together? I-I mean, I don't want anything more than just hugging you and being there with you. We've been through so much together, I just.. I just wanna make sure that you are alright, Y/N. I feel so horrible… I feel so horrible for what I have done and I just.. I don't know what to do to fix things."

“Sure, come on, let's go to bed.” You say sniffling and wiping your eyes. Ellie nods and follows you to the bedroom. It is really late at night and Ellie seems sleepy as she walks with you and takes off her hoodie before laying down in the bed. She looks at you and smiles softly. "Good night, angel. You.. you get some rest, okay? Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." Ellie closes her eyes and opens her arms to you as if expecting her to cuddle with her. You cuddle Ellie and fall asleep. Ellie wraps her arm around you as she cuddles you and closes her eyes, soon enough she falls asleep too.

In the morning, Ellie wakes up and slowly opens her eyes. She yawns and looks around, seeing that you are still asleep next to her. Ellie smiles as she closes her eyes once again, thinking about everything that has happened recently. She is so glad that Rita gave her another chance, that you still love her after everything, that they are a couple once again. Ellie holds on to you a bit tighter as she goes back to sleep.

[vampcubus]

Yan!Izuku would be shaking and tearing up when losing his virginity to you, he was finally getting what he wanted after watching you from the sidelines for so long, being one with you. But he’s so nervous, he’s done his research on how sexual intercourse was supposed to work, but he was worried that he might not satisfy you because of his inexperience. You notice him staring off into space as he overthinks, you cup your hand on his freckled cheek, the warmth of your touch snapped him out of it. He was naked and caged his arms beside your own naked body. “A-Ah… I’m sorry, my love, I was off in my own world. I’ve already ruined our first time, *sniff* I-I’m sorry…” Izuku’s green doe eyes glisten with tears and he let them fall, resting his head on your naked chest. You listened to his hiccups and feel his curls tickle your neck. You put your hands on his cheeks once more and made him look at you, “You didn’t ruin anything Zuku. You’re nervous, and that’s okay. Just know that you’re not alone. I’m new to all of this too, so let’s learn together.” Izuku’s eyes brightened and his cheeks flushed pink, his eyes were staring at you with so much love sickness. “I-I love you so much, dear. You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this. B-But my body won’t move…” Izuku begins to look down again, you don’t let him. You catch him off guard by kissing his lips, when you pull back he has this shocked but obedient look on his face (it makes you feel more wet). “Why don’t I take to lead?” You ask, Izuku nods his head and lays his back down on the bed, his eyes might as well have hearts at this point. You climb on top of his hips and stoke his hard cock beneath you, Izuku lets out a breathless moan at the action. “Y-You look so beautiful on top of me, m-my princess. Please don’t go easy on me, I-I can take it.” You slowly drop down to his shaft, you and Izuku letting out moans in unison. You breath slowly as you adjust to being filled up, but Izuku is full on sobbing and rambling into your neck on how “You f-feel so warm and tight”, countless “I love you’s”, and praises. You haven’t started yet and he was more off a mess than you were, it filled you with so much… power, stop know that he would only be this way for YOU, he gave up his virginity to YOU, he was YOUR mess. when Izuku pulled himself from your neck, his eyes were dazed and dripping with tears and his mouth had a string of drool down his chin. that was the last straw as you began to move your hips and use his cock. Izuku cried out to the heavens as he spilled inside you, “O-Oh fuck! Ah- m-my love! M-Mommy, please! Don’t stop, usemeuseme!” Izuku blabbered on and on, worshiping you like a goddesss. Yeah, you aren’t leaving him.

— 🎧

LORD HELP MEEEE. ITS LIKE U KNOW HOW HUNG UP ON YANDERES I AM RN 😩🥴 unfff yan!izuku begging us to use him 🧎‍♀️ that line gets me everytime istg. this was an absolute MEAL, thank you for your service 🎧 anon. this will be rotting my brain for the foreseeable future and it’s all ur fault.

[harrysfolklore]

Hi sweet angel! How’re we feeling after the Mexico City gp!? I have way too many big feelings (dramatically cried seeing Reyes so proud of carlos on the podium)! I know piastri sister was crying alongside her!

Aside from that I wanted to write you because I had an idea that I thought you’d appreciate and would execute beautifully!

I’ve been listening to “I knew it, I know you” by Gracie Abram’s on repeat because pain and all I can imagine is max verstappen x singer!reader where maybe they dated for a while a couple years back and broke up and she wrote that about him and maybe eventually they get back together because I love angst but I need reconciliation lol! The line where she says “I cheered the loudest for you when you won your trophiеs” kills me everytime because I can imagine it written for max so clearly!

hiii the race was stressful to watch but im happy carlos won ! he deserved it so muuuuuch

AND YES PIASTRI SIS WAS HUGGING REYES AND CELEBRATING WITH EVERYONE, I CAN'T WAIT TO WRITE ABOUT THAT

when i first listened to the secret of us and that lyric came i was like GASP! THIS WORKS PERFECTLY FOR A DRIVER FIC but i never got to do it lol is it too late or should i give it a go?

[cricketnationrise]

Congratulations on 500!!! 🎉🎉 Extremely well deserved!

How about Zahra, 9:37pm, somewhere in England (I leave where exactly entirely up you)?

I'm on ao3 as hwaelweg 💙

for you my lovely, I have a lil date night moment for Zahra and Shaan. hope you love it, and thanks for being AMAZING and screaming about books with me 💜🦗

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9:37pm, london

Zahra looks around from her perch at the bar. The pub is all dark wood and the smell of decades of smoke sunk into the furniture. It’s the most stereotypical English pub she could ever have pictured, and she’d never admit it out loud, but she fucking loves it. There’s classic rock playing quietly over the speakers, often drowned out by the laughter of the group of students in one corner. A pair of old men, who look like they might be part of the architecture, are putting away more Guinness than she’s ever seen in one sitting. Someone’s playing darts near the back, for fuck’s sake.

She’d love the place even more if her goddamn fianceé was here with her, but she of all people understands an unconventional working schedule. Especially when the Claremont-Diaz family is even tangentially involved. If she had a nickel for everytime she dismissed that little annoying popup in Outlook that says “Send during normal working hours instead?” she’d be set for life. 

“Another round, dear?”

“I—” A buzz from her phone interrupts and she glances at it, heart giving an excited little wriggle when she sees Shaan’s name pop up. (Well actually he’s saved as “Shawn S” in her phone—a preventative measure against overly-curious June, never-me-a-boundary-he-didn’t-try-to-cross Alex, and too-smart-for-her-own-good Nora. She’ll change it once Ellen’s second term ends and she doesn’t have to interact with those assholes in person on a regular basis. (Shaan had laughed so hard he cried when he found out—Zahra had hit him with a pillow.))

5 minutes. See you soon, love.

>move that perfect ass srivastava >i miss you and stuff

“Sorry about that,” she says to the bartender, a no-nonsense older woman. She runs the pub with kindness hiding an iron fist and Zahra liked her from the moment she sat down. “I will take another round, and can I also get a whiskey ginger?”

“Jack Daniels okay?”

“Yeah, that’s perfect.”

Another burst of screaming laughter covers the tinkle of the bell above the door, but the chilly gust of air at her back makes Zahra turn around. The smile that stretches her mouth at the sight of Shann is soft, loving, and completely involuntary. Thank fucking god Alex isn’t here right now. He’d never let her hear the end of how sappy she looks right now. (Alex once tried to high-five her for locking down that suave motherfucker and Zahra had given him a look that made him hide behind Henry.)

“Everything sorted then?” she asks, tipping her face up to meet Shaan’s. He kisses her quickly and sits on the stool next to her.

“Yeah. I finally got a hold of Gavin so that Alex can “sneak out” to the V&A with Henry tonight.”

“Thank god. Now I won’t have to listen to him freak out about the logistics of proposing anymore.”

Shaan just raises an eyebrow as he sips his drink. “He’ll just bother you about wedding details instead.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me.”

“I am sorry I kept you waiting tonight.”

Zahra tips her head onto Shaan’s shoulder. “I’ve done it to you enough times. I get it.”

Shaan slings the hand not holding his glass around her waist. Zahra can feel the warmth of him even through their layers of clothing and slumps a little further into his space, utterly trusting him to keep them both upright. They stay like that for a while, not talking, just basking in the fact that they are together and free of their charges for the night. So often they are only in the same country because of some international policy issue. Zahra lets herself sink into the moment, reveling in the rare chance to just sit quietly at a bar with the man she loves.

“This is a good spot. Cozy. Quaint,” she eventually says, gesturing vaguely at their surroundings.

“I’m glad you think so. It’s one of my favorite pubs in London.” He hesitates, eyes distant, then drops his voice and continues. “Arthur and Catherine used to sneak out and come here on dates, actually.” 

“Oh?” Zahra sits up so she can look at him properly. He doesn’t talk about the time he was Arthur’s equerry that often, and she doesn’t want to miss anything. From what he has said, she can tell it was a similar relationship to the one she has with Ellen. Close friendship, fierce protectiveness, and a hold-nothing-back, bantering sense of humor—closer to family than employee and employer.

“They’d put on casual clothes and ballcaps and make a break for it when her mother got particularly overbearing. I followed discreetly—”

“Of course.”

“To make sure they had a back up plan. And then once Catherine got pregnant, they stopped pretending they didn’t know I was there and invited me to join them. The three of us spent many a late night here, just talking.”

“Sounds great.”

“It was. I—I miss him a lot. But it’s been a pleasure to watch Henry grow into himself. He’s more like Arthur than even he knows.”

He falls silent again, and Zahra smiles at the soft look on his face. He really is disgustingly handsome, people should be absurdly jealous of her life. She kisses the side of his neck, unable—unwilling—to hold in her affection any longer.

“Take me home?” she asks. “I want to not be wearing clothes with a zipper any more.”

“I’d be delighted, Ms. Bankston.”

[urfavouritegirlie]

Daddy's girl

(Aaron x Tiana!daughter x mom!reader)

Since the day Aaron found out he had a daughter, his wallet has been begging him to stop but he don’t listen. He wants the best for her, so he bought a bigger apartment that they all moved in together when she was a couple months old. Tiana herself at three years old doesn’t make it any better. She’s a toddler that knows what she wants. Lord have mercy when you’re shopping and you come across the toy aisle. Anything she sees, she want. And you know what, she gets.

Now you don't like this. Aaron spoiling our daughter. Once or twice was cute but everytime? Not on my watch. If she’s out shopping with me, I'll give her the ‘mom look’ if she starts whining and she’ll know she ain’t getting anything.

But shopping with her dad though. Jackpot. All she has to do is point to what she wants and he replies with ‘which colour do you want?’ She has Barbie dolls, Bratz dolls kids make up, toy laptop, toy phone, a toddler kitchen. She’s a whole kid boss.

The only time Aaron said ‘no’ to her was when she asked for an iPad. She cried and her gave her the ‘dad look’. In her world the dad look was scarier than the mom look. She stopped immediately. She minute she stepped home, she came crying to me. Aaron felt bad but there was no way he was getting her an iPad. So he made it up to her with ice cream.

“I’m gonna sign Tiana up for pre-school.”

“Why? She’s fine here.”

“I know but it’s good for her to socialise with other kids her age and make friends.”

“Why can’t she be friends with us?”

“Because that’s sad Aaron. Imagine your only friends being your parents. Besides she’s a big girl now. Anyways I’ve got to go now before I’m late and drenched in this rain.”

A bunch of kisses for Tiana and long kiss from Aaron.

“See that’s how that one happened. I have to go.”

I leave and it’s just those two at home. Usually these times Aaron would get calls to do some jobs as prowler but he’s left all that behind him. He told the truth to King Pin and he let him go with a fat check even though he scolded him for being irresponsible. Now he’s back in engineering for his own business and works whenever he wants.

“Alright T time to get ready for bed.”

He turned around and she wasn’t there. This again. She knew that when I went to work at night, it was time for bed and we all know toddlers hate bedtime.

She does this routine where she will hide and avoid to go to bed. Aaron will go on a hunt to look for her. All he has to do is make her giggle in her hiding spot or say he’ll take something away from her and she’ll suddenly pop out.

“Where could she be hmm?”

He went to her room. Nothing. That master bedroom. Then he heard a shuffle in the closet. Found you.

“Well I can’t find her so I guess me and mom are going to Disney world without her.”

“NOOO WAIT.”

She comes out looking like she’s close to tears. “No don’t leave me.”

“Don’t we won’t leave you, unless you get ready for bed.

She obliged and followed her dad to get ready. Aaron ran her bath water with lots of soap and she picked out her bath toys. She got in and he supervised. Once bath time was done, he dressed her in her pyjamas and brushed her teeth. Now when you bath in warm water for a while, you start to get tired. That was exactly his plan. Now was step two. This step is warm milk. He warms up milk in her sippie cup. Tiana loves warm milk and majority of the time it puts her out. If not, then step three. A story and cuddles. She picks a book from her shelf and get daddy to read for her. After those steps, she's out like a light.

Time for Aaron's 'me' time. He can catch up on some basketball games that he's been missing out on. But after a busy day he's had sleep started to catch on him. After trying force his eyes open he eventually gives up and goes to lie in bed.

He hears his phone ring and picks up without looking at who it was but he already knows who it is.

"Hey baby"

"Hey"

"You sound tired. Did I wake you?"

"Nah"

"She has worn you out huh? Is she asleep now?"

"After a hour of chasing her, yes she's asleep. I was thinking, how bout we go to Disney world this weekend?"

"She asked you?"

"No. I kinda bribed her to come out of her hiding spot for it."

"Disney world sounds good. I gotta go now. Love you."

"Love you too."

He could finally sleep. But that was until he heard his door open and small head with a bonnet peak through. She steps in and closes the door behind her. Aaron doesn't move, in fact he fakes sleeps to see what she would do. Her footsteps where cushioned by the onsie she was wearing. He feels a small hand tap his face.

"Hmm?"

"Daddy I'm scared."

He switches the lamp on, illuminating the room in a dim warm light. He looks at her face and it looks like she's about to cry. As he was about to ask her why she was scared a bright flash of lightning flashed through the curtains. Within seconds thunder followed through and he saw her flinch closer to him.

He didn't hesitate to pick her up and hold her close to calm her down and stop her crying. "Shhh it's ok. It won't hurt you ok."

He's rubbing her back in soothing circles and she's sniffling. "Can I stay with you?"

"Sure you can."

He lays back down on his pillow and she lays on my pillow but it's nit enough. She's still shaken. She moves closeR so she can cuddle with her dad. She put her head on his chest and she feels more calm.

"Titi do you wanna start pre-school?"

"What't that?"

"It's a place where there are other kids you age."

From the sound of that, her mood lighten up. "Really? Does that mean I can play with someone?"

"Well yeah but don't you wanna stay here for a bit?"

"No. That's boring."

He has to simply accept the fact that she growing and he can't always be there for her. The thought was eating him alive. Leave his babygirl? No way. He would stay with her in pre-school if he could.

After a long night of trying to ignore the thunder storm outside, they both finally fell asleep. The early sun was up and I had finally arrived from my shift. The storm last night was distracting. Even the patients couldn't get a good sleep.

I leave my bag and keys on the counter and walk to Tiana's room. I peak inside but she's not there. Only one other place she could be. I walk to our room and see the funniest sight. Aaron sleeping on his side and Tiana sleeping on all sides, arms everywhere. Her little foot was in his face but it looked like they were in deep sleep to be bothered by it.

[dukesoakedoats]

Therapy Friends

I was sitting in my room and eating when I just thought about this so here it is. I really really don’t like the term therapy friend and here’s why. Most people don’t join a friendship to just be reduced to being your therapist, we become your friends so that we can share experiences together, talk and laugh and cry and help each other when we are both in a time of need. The name therapy friend for me suggests that all our friendship has been reduced to me just listening to you, it takes away the aspect of actual human interaction. Friends listen and help you but it is also much more.When I was younger there was this girl at school, she was beautiful mind you and I really liked her eventually by some stroke of luck we became friends. Soon I found out that we liked the same thing, we would sit on the wooden park bench and trade pokemon cards while also reading books about shipwrecks. It’s a core memory for me however as time went on she started to talk about her problems and issues that made her sad, of course as a friend I listened and helped her and I was happy. I was happy that I was helping my friend and able to take a bit off the burden off of her shoulders. I loved it when I made her laugh or solve her issue because that’s what a friend does. However soon our chat logs were no longer actual conversations, it was just her telling me about her problems after going radio silent for months on ends, I felt we had lost our connection but I still helped her and would always listen. However a couple of months ago I looked back at the texts and realised we hadn’t had an ACTUAL conversation something shy of a year nor had she ever responded to my issues or stuff like that, I thought it was weird but I didn’t say anything because I thought I was a shit friend. But I wasn’t a shit friend. I wasn’t a friend to her at all really, I was just something she dumped her issues on and expected me to always help her. I would give her solutions and yet she wouldn’t listen at all and just see the negative side , it was draining and I tried to carry on but I couldn’t. I was her therapy “friend” her bootleg therapist and that was it. She stopped even saying happy birthday to me or on one occasion she cried to me about her problems while I was visiting a terminal family member. I’ve stopped talking to her and yes I’m sad but I’m also happy, I’m free in a sense. That’s why everytime I see that post that’s like “god forbid they pay walled human interaction” I get really angry? Like no if you reduce your friendship to just “therapy” it’s not human interaction. No one starts a friendship for the intention of just being your therapist, we want to help you and talk to you but also laugh with you as well. You know what the sad thing is a bit, that maybe if she would have asked me how I was at least once while she talked to me about her issues I would still be her friend. people have issues and sometimes their life is shit and I know that but I hope you are being at least decent human beings to the person you are talking to about your issues. The whole “therapy friend” trope gives me the ick. Like how many times have we seen people complain about being that friend, it’s not HEALTHY. Friends are there to listen and help, that’s why they are friends. You don’t force your friend to be a therapist because that takes away true friendship.

[sarahrogersevans]

I’ll Be Home Soon- Tom Hiddleston xreader fan fic

Summary: Tom is leaving to go film Loki season 2 and Y/N takes him to the airport personally to say goodbye

Warnings: angsty & a lot of fluff and cute moments, tear jerker, mentions of Loki season 2 but no spoilers, this is gonna be kind of a sad one I’m sorry lovelies, let me know if I miss anything

~Tom’s POV~

I was packing to go film Loki season 2 and I was really excited to continue playing Loki again. I finished packing the rest of what I needed and I got my phone out to call a cab to take me to the airport but then my girlfriend Y/N came in the room and said “hey Tom would it be ok if I took you to the airport this time? I wanna be able to say goodbye to you there if that’s alright?” I smiled taking her hands in mine and said “I would love it if you took me, thank you my love.” I kissed her knuckles and grabbed my bags to carry them to the front door and Y/N said “ok got everything honey?..” I looked at my bags and said “Yep I believe so, do you have the car keys?” She grabbed the keys from the key holder and her purse and said “yep I’ve got them, lets go.”

I put my bags in the trunk and the ride there I noticed Y/N was quiet while she drove & when we got to the airport I grabbed my bags and we walked in and I checked in my bags & noticed Y/N was squeezing my hand not wanting to let go while we walked to the gate, I hated seeing her look so sad everytime I was leaving for a work trip. I’m just glad Y/N wanted to take me to the airport today, I was happy she was walking me to my gate, I hate walking in an airport alone and it’s harder saying goodbye at home. I held her hand on our way to the gate and we’d look at each other every so often and I almost cried knowing I was leaving her again. Y/N saw a cafe on the way and said “wanna grab a snack before we get your gate love?” I did feel kinda hungry so I smiled and said “good idea darling, let’s eat something. We both bought a sandwich and a drink and sat down to eat and I told her what the plan was for Loki and she would smile at me the whole time while I talked and I loved how she was always a great listener. Y/N finished eating and said “I’m so excited to see the new season Tom it sounds amazing, I couldn’t be more proud of you.” I kissed her hand and said “Y/N you are so sweet this is why I love you, we should get walking again.” Y/N nodded and handed me my backpack and I held her hand again on the way to the gate.

~Y/N’s POV~

We got to the gate and Tom took off his carry on backpack off his shoulders and said “darling here come closer please.” I walked closer to Tom and he put his arm around me for a hug and I smiled putting my arms around him & I started crying a bit in his chest and Tom lifted my chin up so I’d look at him and he wiped away my tears and said “Y/N please don’t cry my love, I promise I won’t be gone too long ok? I love you so much and I love that you came to see me off please don’t cry because if you do, I won’t want to leave you.” I laughed a bit while wiping my face and said “ok ok, I’m sorry Tom. I just love you so much and I hate being apart from you it’s hard but I hope you have fun I’m so excited for you getting to play Loki again.”

Tom smiled and said “I love you so much, and I promise I’ll be home soon ok? I will walk out and give you the biggest hug, nothing will keep me from coming back to you.”

Tom pulled me closer and leaned in to kiss me and we heard the annoucement for his flight and I said “ time to go, oh! One more thing I may have snuck something into your suitcase for you, to remind you of me.” Tom smiled pulling me in for one last kiss and said “you are adorable Y/N, I have to go now sadly but I will be back I promise you.” I nodded and said “I know you will Tom, go. I’ll be here when you come home, fly safe I love you.” He walked down to the plane waving to me and I watched his plane take off doing my best not to cry though I already missed him a lot but I knew he would be home again soon.

Hey lovelies! I thought I’d write a Tom Hiddleston xreader fan fic since I had been writing more Loki fics 😊 I thought the idea for this one was cute, I hope you enjoy 💚🤍🤗xx

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[thewondelandifulcafe]

hewwo! i was going to request for Leona, but i saw you'd like to start writing for other fandoms and characters more. so in that case, may i please request platonic headcanons with the Kamaboko squad? the reader is a hashira who's stoic but very motherly. doesn't show much expression but is always quietly fussing over the quartet in their own way, making sure they're fed, happy, and have a place to sleep? thank you 💖

Title: Lovely Mother: To be edited

Menu: Demon Slayer

Beverage: Jasmine Pearl Green Tea, Pink Lemonade, Fresh Mango Bubble Tea

Main Dish(es): Croissants

Side Dish(es): Orange Crush Pound Cakes

Spoilers: Swordsmith Village Arc

Trigger Warning: None, tell me if there are any

Summary: The reader is a hashira who's stoic but very motherly she shows little emotions but is always quietly fussing over the quartet in their own way, making sure they're fed, happy, and have a place to sleep.

Notes: Also @honey-deerling if you like you can request the Leona one if you like. I don’t mind! I still do want to do other characters/fandoms but I don’t care if you have a request for Leona or Twisted Wonderland that fine!

I’m sorry I took such a long time.

Kamaboko Squad

You first met Tanjiro and Nezuko during the Hashiras’ meeting. You saw how Tanjiro was telling the truth. You felt bad for the siblings, after all you would’ve done the same.

After you heard that they were at Butterfly Mansion you went there to visit them. You were pleased to hear that they recovered well. You met Zenitsu and Inosuke.

Zenitsu started being a pervert with you until you made it clear you were there to check on Tanjiro. Him yelling at Tanjiro. He stopped when he realized you cared for him like a mom. Everytime he sees you he hugs you a cries and complains about something. You just listen carefully and tell him your take care of it or offer him advice. 

Inosuke always yelled “FIGHT ME” when he saw you. You would always tell him “I can’t fight you but I can help you improve”. He would sometimes train with you. You always complimented what he improved on and what he could improve on. He always get the bubbly feeling. You always bring food for him as a reward for training. 

Tanjiro always trains which worries you. You always make sure he is sleeping well. Tanjiro greatly appreciates it. Always thanking you when you bring him food. You offer Tanjiro extra training with you. Which again he thanks you and takes you up for the offer. You always fuss over his well being thinking he takes his training too far. You often suggest for him to take a break and be a kid. After all he didn’t have much of childhood after his family died.

Nezuko loves you and always loves being around you. When you visit she refuses to let you go. You remind of her mom. You always bring sweets for her. You give her advice on being well a female. Since you were older you has more life experience then she did. Nezuko gets sad when you have to leave.

A/N: So I’ve been having a hard time doing Kanao and Genya’s so heres it so far I hope you like it!

[aaronpaceluvbot]

song lyrics (aaron x reader)

summary: in which you have a slight fight with Drum over your favorite practice room. you need it to practice your music and he needs it to practice whatever it is he does, but Aaron finds out and comes to your rescue. 

before you read: this is probably the most self indulgent fic i’ve ever written, forgive any inaccuracies. i'm assuming aaron can play piano because my school only lets you play percussion if you can play piano, school starts at 6:45 for me so it does in this fic as well, LOWKEY OOC AARON…, voice teachers are scary af , READER IS FEM, written in honor of me having a recital in a week and i am in fact losing my voice, DRUM APPEARS AND LIKE THE THING IS IS THAT I DONT REMEMBER WHO’S WHO SO HE’S JUST REFERRED TO AS DRUM , this flows so weirdly sorry yall i promise i had an outline , this is like the 20th fic that reader cries in (reader is so me.), i didn’t wince as much while writing the affection (PROGRESS!!!), THIS IS  NOT PROOFREADDD  reader is implied to be in choir and not in play an instrument anymore, SOME MUSICAL TERMS?? if you’re confused about them I Will Add Explanations. 

WC: 6.2k words. holy moly. 

songs referenced that are good to listen to:

sebben crudele

ah! tardai troppo

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You always tried to get to school early to make use of the practice rooms especially since everyone seemed to want to use them at that time. You especially needed to practice considering the fact that you had a rehearsal today with your accompanist and you hadn’t practiced at all for it. You found that arguably the best practice room was open so you placed your stuff in there and tried to quickly get your binder and your anthology book for lessons. You noticed a person standing in front of the room. He notices you as well. “Are you using it?” He asks, looking at you expectantly.

“Yeah? My stuff is already in there,” you tell him, clutching your binder. If he really wanted to fight about a practice room at 6 in the morning, he could if he wanted to. You would gladly give it up if he was going to keep it going, but you’d make practicing absolute hell for him. 

“Well I need to use it to record something for an assignment,” he says, clearly expecting you to give up the practice room. You roll your eyes at him. He really couldn’t have used one of the other open practice rooms? Sure their acoustics were horrible in comparison to this one, but your stuff was already in there! 

“I needed to use it to practice something for voice lessons,” you respond, raising your binder and book up. He looks at it, confused. 

“Can’t you do that somewhere else?” He asks, giving you a look of disdain. You roll your eyes and decide to end the conversation. When you said you’d make practicing hell for him, you weren’t joking. You enter the practice room next to his and you pull out your sheet music. After doing some light hums and lip trills, you pull out a couple arias from your book. Quickly taking a sip of water, you sing a couple scales. Your voice seemed to be in good condition today. Perfect. You decide on the easier of the two arias to avoid straining your voice - Sebben Crudele. You sing through it to see if you had it memorized and thankfully you did! This would help you avoid the wrath of your voice teacher. You were going through the rough patches of the song when you heard a knock on the door. You look through the window and see the guy from earlier.

You open the door and give him a confused look. He clears his throat. “Do you mind keeping it down? Everytime I record my part check, I hear more of you than I hear myself!” He’s cut off by the sound of yelling down the hall.

“DRUM. DRUM. DRUM I SWEAR TO GOD.” You both look to see where the voice is coming from and you see the source coming this way. It was a brunette boy who looked outraged at the guy who knocked on your door. You both look at him confused. Why was he calling out for a drum???

“Aaron what’s wrong???” The guy asked, looking confused. 

“Tell me why I found your crumpled up sheet music on the floor covered in spit,” Aaron says, clearly pissed. He gives you a look and then Drum?? one as well. “Is he bothering you?” He asks. You sigh and nod. 

“She was bothering me! She kept like making all these high pitched noises!” Drum?? says, looking at you as if you committed a war crime. 

“This is what happens when you make the wrong person mad,” you mutter, rolling your eyes at the dude in front of you. Aaron sighs at the exchange. 

“Do you mean singing?” He asks him, giving him a dirty look.

“Yeah! That thing!! Can’t you do that anywhere?? So she doesn’t really need the practice room!” Drum tried arguing. 

“You can also play your little instruments anywhere, but I’m not complaining about that,” you retort.

“Aaron!! Do Something!!” He says. The boy rolls his eyes.

“Just leave her alone. She has a point. What’s your name?” Aaron asks, turning to you. You tell him your name and he nods. “If he keeps bothering you, or if any of the drumline bothers you, come to me and I’ll set things straight.” You nod at his comment, amused that he’d even say something like that. He was probably a section leader, you thought, judging by the way he commanded that guy to leave you alone. He reminded you of one of your old section leaders. You leave it at that and shut the door and continue practicing. 

Aaron sighed as he dragged Drum away from the practice rooms and into the band room. He gave him the dirtiest of looks. “Why would you embarrass us like that?” He asks, rubbing his temples as Drum struggled to come up with an explanation. “You know what Wiley said, to leave the vocalists alone if they’re practicing. They need the practice rooms just as much as we do.”

“Yeah but she was so loud! She was louder than me trying to play the part check!” He whines. Aaron does the thing that you do to dogs to get them to calm down. He pokes his neck with two fingers. 

“If she’s louder than your playing, then that’s your issue. An instrument playing at forte will always be louder than someone singing forte,” he grumbles, obviously fed up with his antics. This wasn’t the first time that a spat between Drum and a vocalist occurred. “Just practice elsewhere. Practice here for god’s sake.” Aaron decides to walk out of the room, but stay nearby to see if he actually practices. He does not. He let out a loud exhale as he tried to come up with a prank to use to get Drum to practice productively. The bell rang and interrupted his thinking. 

You let out a sigh as the bell rang. You didn’t want to go to class and would much rather practice your music. Instead of putting your belongings back into the choir room, you decided to just put them in your backpack. As you exited, he called out your name. You turn to face him and greet him with a smile. “Thanks for earlier,” you say, fidgeting with your hands.

He nods. “It was nothing.” The two of you walk in awkward silence until you exit the music hallway. 

“So what class are you headed to?” You ask him as you both go the same way.

“Poetry.” “Do you like it?” You ask. He didn’t seem like the type to take poetry in the first place, but we all have our interests.

“I think it’s a good outlet for me, even though I wasn’t the biggest fan of it when I took the class. I only took it because my counselor said I couldn’t take a different class.” You nod at his words. You had beef with your counselor so you understand why he felt that way. “What class are you going to?” He asks, looking you straight in the eye. You only realized this now, but he was really attractive. You brush it off and continue the conversation. You can talk about him to your friends later. 

“English,” you say, shuddering. He gives you a confused look.

“Who do you have?”

“Williams.” He makes a face that could only be described as pure loathing.

“Well I’m sorry for your loss. I hated her when I had her.” 

“I always feel horrible for the classes near us whenever she goes on one of her rants,” you murmur, thinking back to the time that she got really pissed about a kid’s essay and threw a heavy metal water bottle. 

“No yeah, my poetry class is right next door and every time she starts going on a tangent, my teacher just tells us to brace ourselves and he plays music,” he says, almost amused. You nod and let out a laugh. The two of you walk in silence to the English wing and separate once you two get to your respective classes. But before the two of you enter your respective classes he stops you. You give him a confused look.

“Is something wrong?” You ask, tilting your head. He shakes his head with a smile. “No, just hand me your phone,” he says, sticking his hand out.

“Didn’t think you’d be the type to ask for my number so soon,” you joke, obviously keeping your phone away from him. He laughs as you try to keep him from getting it.

“Well then, if you don’t want my number, then I guess you’ll have to fall victim to all the band kids who are gonna bother you in the practice rooms,” he says, shrugging and getting ready to leave.

“Wait! Aaron, no!” You say, grabbing his hand and placing your phone in it. He lets out a chuckle at how you caved. He puts his number into your phone and sends himself a text. He pulls out his phone and checks to see if it sent. It did. 

“If any band kids pester you again, just text me and I’ll gladly come to your rescue,” he says, smirking at you. 

“Thanks for the offer Prince Charming, but I don’t think you’ll have to.”

“Oh so you think I’m charming?” He asks, raising his eyebrows at you. You shake your head and try to hide your laughter as you head to class, but he stops you again. “What class do you have after this?”

“Math…”

“With who?” 

“Miller…”

“We’re in the same class.”

“What? How have I not noticed you?” You ask him, trying to recall if he ever was in your class.

“I don’t know, but I knew you looked familiar earlier. Let’s walk to math together afterwards?” You nod and finally get into your classroom just before the bell rang.

—

You wait for Aaron outside of your classroom. The door to his class is still closed, but right as you’re about to leave, the door swings open. He comes out of class, eyes scanning the area, looking for you. He smiles when he sees that you waited for him. “Glad that you didn’t forget about our little plan,” he says, walking next to you. 

“How could I? It’s not everyday that you talk to Mr. Prince Charming himself,” you say, laughing at your own joke. 

“If anything, Peter’s Prince Charming. I think I’m more of a Derek Charming,” he says shrugging. 

“Like from Ever After High?” You ask, looking amused.

“Yeah, that one.” 

“What do you know about Ever After High?” You tease.

“I’ll have you know that I watch it with my little sister,” he says, sticking his hands up in defense. A thought pops into your head.

“Wait, so where do you sit in math? I still don’t know how I didn't notice that you were in my class.”

“I’m like all the way in the back corner by the door.” You nod. 

“That’s a really good seat. I got stuck sitting by her desk. But looking out the windows is really nice, if she actually leaves the blinds open.” You both snicker at your comment. Your teacher was infamous for having an insanely dark classroom that everyone fell asleep in. Her blinds were always closed and her lights would always be off and instead, she would only have fairy lights on. You both entered the class and you both chatted at his spot until the bell rang. You wandered off to your desk and sat there, getting your things out.

“Ok class! I have a bad headache right now, so you guys can just do these practice problems with a partner and just check them with the answer key by the end of class,” she said, handing out sheets of paper. You turn to look for a partner and realize that your friend was absent today. You sigh and figure that you’ll just work alone on it. When you get ready to start the first problem, you notice a figure standing by your desk. You look up and see Aaron.

“Wanna be my partner?” He asks and you nod. You follow him to his seat and pull up a chair. He’s actually pretty good at math which is nice since math is definitely one of your weak spots. The two of you make small talk until he asks an interesting question. “Would you want to hypothetically help me pull a prank?” You raise an eyebrow. 

“On who?” “The guy from earlier. He’s in my section and he’s been causing some trouble lately and I need to keep him in line somehow.” You nod at his reasoning. It makes sense, but you’ve never heard of anyone pulling pranks to keep anyone in line. The worst thing a section leader has done in choir was probably just throw a stand with someone’s binder and music in it but that was different from a prank. 

“I’ll think about it. I just need more details, you know?” He nods. “What would you even do?” He says something regarding his drum. “But how would I be involved?”

“I just need you to do your thing and sing your little heart out. That shouldn’t be too difficult right?” You let out a small laugh at his question.

“It shouldn’t be. Any suggestions on what I should be singing?” You ask jokingly. But he seems to take it seriously.

“Do you have your music on you?” You nod and pull out your anthology book and hand it to him. He reads the title. 

“Coloratura arias for soprano. Neat.” He flips through the book, examining the music. He places the book between the two of you so you both can get a look. You already knew the contents of the book, so you chose to observe him. He grimaced as he looked at a page. 

“What’s wrong?” You ask, trying to see what page he was on. It was a page from the aria “Ah! Tardai Troppo”. All the melismas must’ve been what he was referencing. “Nothing. Your music just looks intimidating. But I think you should sing this one.” He gently shuts the book and hands it to you. Your hands brush for a split second. You’re definitely going to tell your friends about him. You put your book away in your bag and continue on with the math problems. 

— 

Later in the day, you walk to the music hallway with a skip in your step after your interactions with Aaron. He’s really sweet and funny and just… he’s amazing. You go to find your voice teacher in the choir room, but you see her speaking to Garth. Garth was one of your closest friends as you often kept him company when he wasn’t busy accompanying any of the choirs. Both of them looked concerned and only looked even more worried when they both saw you. “Did someone die?” You ask, looking around. No one else was there except for the three of you.

“No, it’s not that. I’m afraid I won’t be able to accompany you during solo/ensemble night. Something personal came up,” Garth says. You nod in understanding. Whatever it was, you hope that he’s ok. “It’s ok Garth! I just need to find someone else to accompany me right?” You ask, looking between the two of them. Your voice teacher nods and Garth clears his throat.

“Yep! And in fact, I think I have the perfect person for you. Do you know Aaron? Aaron Pace?” Garth asks. You nod. “I’m sure he’d be willing to accompany you. In fact, I think he has lunch this hour so you could ask him right now and you could give him my music as well.” He hands you the sheet music. 

“I’ll go hunt him down!” You say, giving a mock salute to the two of them. You exit the choir room and head into the practice rooms. You send Aaron a quick text. 

where are you?

He responds just as fast. 

practice rooms, why?

You sigh

i need to meet with you, it’s important. 

meet me in the big piano practice room. i’m already there. 

You circle around the practice rooms and find the one he was talking about. He was sitting on the piano bench on his phone and looking up. His eyes brightened when he saw you and he let out a chuckle when you tried to pull open the heavy door. “What’s up?” He asks, looking concerned after seeing the look on your face.

“I kind of have a favor to ask you. It’s fine if you don’t want to, but basically I need an accompanist for solo ensemble night and mine kind of bailed and he told me to ask you if you could be my accompanist,” you sputter out. He nods, deep in thought.

“I mean sure, why not? Solo ensemble night is like, a month away right?” You nod. “That should be enough time for me to learn the music. Do you have it with you?” You murmur something that seemed like a response and you handed him the sheet music. “Oh nice. This is the song we were looking at earlier, and most of it looks easy enough to learn in like 30 minutes or so. Tell you what, since we’re both a little occupied with our little prank today, when I get home I’ll learn it and if I can learn it pretty quickly, I’ll send you a text and you can come over. If not, we can just run it tomorrow during lunch.” “Yep! That sounds good. Thank you so much for agreeing to this even though I kinda just sprang it onto you,” you say sheepishly. 

“Well I’ll be off now. Good luck with whatever his name is.” He laughs at your comment and you walk out. Little did you know, he only agreed to it because it was you. 

—

Later in the day, you get a text from Aaron. 

i finished learning it. there were only a couple tricky spots, so you can come over now. here’s my address - xxxx

You read through the text and type out a response

would you mind picking me up? It’s totally fine if you can’t, my car’s just getting an oil change right now

You hear the chime of a notification

what's your address? i’ll be omw

You send him your address. After 15 minutes or so you hear the doorbell ring. You grab your things and then head downstairs to look through the peephole. You see him standing there. You open the door. “Hi,” you say, feeling immediately awkward after saying it.

“Hi,” he says back. It takes 5 seconds of awkward silence before the two of you burst out in laughter. “So are you ready to go?” He asks, fiddling with his hands.

“Mhm!! Let me just lock the door real quick and then we can go.” You exit the house and try to lock the door. You stand there, trying to hold all your things while trying to put the key into the lock and Aaron takes your music from you when he notices you struggling. You thank him and you both get into his car, with him opening the door for you. You two both sit in comfortable silence as he drives to his house. You both get out and he uses his house keys to get inside. He gives you a slight tour and leads you to the room where his piano is. He grabs a stand nearby and hands it to you. You decide to break the silence. 

“How was it?” You ask, and he hums in response as he’s setting up his music. He freezes like a deer in headlights. 

“How was what?” 

“Learning the music,” you say, deciding to copy him and set up your music as well. He nods at your response. You notice that he hasn’t responded and has what seems to be a thinking face. 

“It wasn’t horrible,” Aaron says, shrugging. You laugh at his response. “What? It wasn’t!” 

“I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing at how long it took for you to come up with a response,” you say, covering your mouth before your laughter turned into a fit of giggles. 

“You are the absolute worst,” he says jokingly, making an exaggerated sighing noise and marking something in his music. 

“But you love me for it!” You say, mimicking his actions. He rolls his eyes at you and clears his throat. 

“Is there anything that you do that isn’t written in the music?” He asks, picking his pencil up.

“There’s a few ritardandos and other things, but we could just go through the piece and fix it as we go,” you say, flipping through your music. A question lies on the tip of your tongue, but you decide not to ask. Aaron can tell that you were thinking about something though based off of your facial expression. 

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I was just curious about why you asked that,” you admit.

“Because I’m accompanying you… It’s not my first time doing this,” he says, laughing at your dumbfounded expression. “You’re the soloist, not me. I’ll always be sure to watch you and follow you.” 

“How? Are you gonna practice or something?” You tease, laughing at your own joke. 

“I wouldn’t mind doing so if it was you,” he retorts. “But if that’s all, then that should be fine. We should be able to get started.” 

You nod and you take a swig of water from your water bottle. He plays the intro to the piece. It goes shockingly well considering that he just learnt the piece and that you hadn’t practiced much, but you eventually get to the end of whatever good luck the two of you had. You got to a very painful melisma with way too many accidentals to count which made it hard to stay in key. 

[a melisma is basically a riff - it’s singing multiple notes on one syllable]. 

Aaron makes a face and stops playing when your voice trails off. “What happened?” He asks, looking genuinely concerned.

“Nothing! I’m fine, I just psyched myself out a little bit with that part. I think I just need to review it really slowly really quickly,” you say, shuddering at the fact. Normally you could sing it in front of literally anyone, but why were you scared to sing it in front of Aaron? He wasn’t going to blow up at you or anything for not being able to sing it.

“No yeah, I get that,” he says, nodding at your comment. 

“It’s just embarrassing that I messed up,” you say sheepishly, choosing to fiddle with a corner of your sheet music.

“Don’t worry about it, you sounded great,” he says, turning to face you and giving you what seems to be a genuine smile. You nod and murmur a quick thank you. “So do you want me to play your part for you, or do you want to play it?”

“I can play it.” With that, he scoots over on the piano bench and gives you space to sit. You play your starting note and hum it. You try to make your way through the melisma, but it’s been a while since you had to play an instrument. Aaron notices you struggling after a few rough attempts. 

“Here, let me,” he says, so quietly that it was almost a whisper. He gently removes your hands from the keys and instead places his on the keys. With his free hand, he places your hands on top of his and slowly breaks it down for you, letting you control the tempo. After doing this a few times, he looks at you expectantly. “Do you feel better?” He asks, turning to face you. 

He looks you straight in the eye. You nod and quickly get up from the bench, trying to hide the flustered look on your face. You think he doesn’t and the rest of the rehearsal goes smoothly. Afterwards, you both make arrangements to meet up again and rehearse before solo ensemble night. 

—

After a few more rehearsals, you became much more comfortable performing with Aaron. In fact, you became so comfortable that instead of having productive rehearsals, you’d spend the time mostly talking. You both leaned towards each other to listen to what the other would say. The two of you would talk about small things, like new music that you got or just about your day. But this rehearsal was different. You had been on the brink of losing your voice due to the fact that you’d been overusing it lately, but you tried not to let that get the best of you. You kept running through the piece with him over and over again, but it kept getting harder and harder to get up there. Eventually it got to a point where nothing would come out. When he couldn’t hear your voice, he turned to look at you, but all he saw was you taking deep breaths with teary eyes.

Aaron didn’t know what possessed him, but he immediately got up and went to you. As he got closer, he realized that you started crying harder and started sniffling as well. He starts trying to calm you down, but you decide to wrap your arms around him. He holds you and tries to soothe you as your tears keep coming and eventually they come to a stop. “Are you alright? What happened?” He asks as you pull away from him and just stare. He’s surprised when your voice comes out hoarse and raspy. 

“Nothing. I just needed to shut up for a little bit, go on vocal rest, you know? And I was stupid and I chose to ignore it and it just-” You say, trailing off. He nods and opens his arms towards you, giving you a silent offer for a hug. You accept it and he rubs your back as you try to keep calm.

“You don’t need to push yourself. Solo ensemble night is going to go well, don’t worry about it,” he murmurs as you choose to bury your head in his shoulder. He pats your head and is eventually able to coax all the negative feelings out of you. That night, you realized one thing. You absolutely and positively have a thing for Mr. Aaron Pace.

—

That night you decided that you needed to tell someone about what happened and what you should do. You were in absolute shambles. You didn’t know what to do. If you told him about your feelings and destroyed the friendship the two of you had, you didn’t know what you’d do. You decided to call Cadence since she’d probably know the most about him in the first place. 

Your phone rang a few times until Cadence answered. You had science with her and the two of you became friends due to the fact that you two both came to class when there were no other seats open, so you both just ended up sitting next to each other. “Hi!! What’s up?” Cadence asks, angling her camera until you could only see her forehead and her eyes. You laugh at her and take a screenshot to annoy her with later. “Why’d you screenshot it?” She asks, zooming out to give you a dirty look.

“No reason,” you say, smirking. “But seriously I wanna ask you about something.” “I’m all ears,” she says, placing her phone on her bed and staring directly into the camera.

“Ew… Don’t do that…” You say, covering your eyes and exaggeratedly shuddering at her actions. “Fine, but what is it that you wanted to talk about?”

“I think I have a crush on someone-” “Who? Is it Aaron?” She asks, wiggling her eyebrows. Your jaw drops. Was it that obvious? “It wasn’t… Actually it kinda was, but if he hasn’t said anything about it yet, then I’d say that he thinks highly of you at least. If he didn’t, he probably would’ve told you to drop it or to stop talking to him.”

“I said that out loud?” You ask, looking confused. She nods.

“Mhm. But seriously, I think you have a chance. Maybe all you need to do is tell him!” “But what if I ruin our friendship by doing that?”

“Well, do the benefits outweigh the risks? Because if you’re really worried about ruining the friendship or something, just ask yourself that before doing so. Other than that, I don’t know what to tell you.” You proceed to tell her about the incident and what happened and she gives the same insight. “He’s blunt. He’s not gonna act like that just because. In fact, I’m surprised he even agreed to being your accompanist in the first place. But there’s a first for everything, so I say you should just go for it.” With that, your conversation with Cadence ends. You let out a loud exhale as you let yourself fall onto your bed. You truly didn’t know what to do. 

—

You decided the best way to deal with this was to distance yourself from him. Cadence was right, you needed to be able to weigh both the pros and cons before confessing. You needed to clear your head, and you knew that you wouldn’t be able to do that if you kept talking to him. Your walk to class felt lonely without him and you felt your heart ache when you passed him in the hallway. He tried to wave to you, but you flat-out ignored him. After English, you made sure to take a different route to your shared math class. This routine continued until solo ensemble night. 

—

When the night came, you paced anxiously backstage. You were ready to get this over with and be free from your thoughts of Aaron. However, he didn’t make it easy. You were busy watching someone’s performance on stage and didn’t notice him walking over and standing next to you. Someone clearing their throat catches your attention. “You know, you shouldn’t be doing that. It messes with your voice,” you say, not realizing who you were speaking to.

“But I’m not singing,” he says. You turn and finally notice who’s next to you. 

“Aaron?” You ask, mouth open in shock. You didn’t think he’d willingly talk to you after you tried distancing yourself from him. 

“Did I do something to you? Did I cross a line during that one rehearsal? If I did something, please tell me. I can’t have you ignoring me like this, especially not when I feel- nevermind,” he murmurs, all of it coming out at once.

“You didn’t do anything. It was just me being stupid,” you mutter, rubbing your temples in embarrassment.

“Whatever it was, it probably wasn’t stupid. I’m sure you had a good reason,” he says, trying to get through to you. You shake your head, but you can’t. He takes your face in his hands and looks you in the eye. 

“It was stupid. It was so so stupid. I thought that distancing myself from you would help me figure out whether or not I should confess to you and it didn’t work at all and now I’m just left with all these feelings for you and I don’t know what to do,” you blurt out, immediately covering your mouth. You’re shocked that all these words exit your mouth, especially since you were so terrified of confessing to him in the first place. Aaron lets out a deep breath and hugs you tightly. 

“You know, you could’ve just told me. I don’t just act this way with anyone. I really do care for you. I have feelings for you as well,” he whispers into your ear. “Can I kiss you?” He asks, pulling away from the hug. You nod and wrap your arms around his neck and he places his hands on your waist. The two of you pull away from each other just before you’re called to the stage. “Good luck out there. Not that you’ll need it,” he says, smirking at you. He pats your head and quickly fixes your hair before the two of you walk out. 

“I could say the same to you,” you whisper to him in the wings. He smiles at you and then takes his seat on the piano bench and you take yours by the microphone. The performance goes well.

—

The two of you have a fit of laughter as you both make your way to the parking lot. “I hate these heels,” you say, giggling as you take them off and go barefoot on the concrete. You let out a shriek when Aaron picks you up.

“What? You said you hate your heels, so I just gave you a solution. I can’t have my pretty little girlfriend walking barefoot in the school parking lot. Who knows what you’ll get from walking here?” He jokes, and you let more giggles escape. 

“So that’s what I am, huh? Your girlfriend? And you think I’m pretty?” You ask, laughing as he pretends to think. 

“Mhm, and I think you’re very pretty,” he says, chuckling at you. He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, and pecks you on the forehead, causing you to fake swoon. 

“You are the absolute worst, you know that right?” You say, mimicking his words from a while ago.

“You love me for it though,” he says, smiling at you. He puts you down when the two of you reach his car, only to open the door for you and let you in. “Where do you wanna eat?” You shrug and tell him that it didn’t matter and that he could just go through any drive-thru. After getting some fast food, the two of you headed to his house. The drive was shrouded in comfortable silence since both of you guys decided to eat in the parking lot and then drive home. The two of you agreed on having a sleepover after solo ensemble night beforehand so you two could talk about it afterwards and get food together.

Once the two of you got to his house and went through your nighttime routines, the two of you sat on his bed. “So are you sure about the whole having feelings for me too thing or…” You ask, trying to break the silence. He playfully rolls his eyes at you. “No, I just invited you to my house to spend the night because I actually hate you and want to punt you out the window while you sleep,” he says sarcastically. You laugh at his joke and embrace him. “But seriously, I do care for you. In fact, I have something to show for it.” He gets up from his spot on the bed and you follow as well, just now noticing his too short Star Wars pajama pants. He goes to his desk and you stand there awkwardly before he places a box in your hands. He notices you looking between him and the box.

“What is it?” You ask, examining the outside of the box. It was just a plain, small, shipping box - the kind you’d use for jewelry.

“Just open it,” he says, grinning and giving you his hand. You take it and let him lead you back to your spots on the bed. You open the box and find it filled with small strips of paper stapled to a larger piece. 

“What is this?” You ask, smiling as you read the paper. You feel your face heat up and you feel flustered when you read the bottom panel of the box. It read: ‘songs that remind me of you and why”. “Shut up,” you say, covering your mouth with your hand. “You did not.”

“I did,” he says, laughing at your reaction. “Go through the songs.” You do, and you notice that they’re all songs that would play during the time the two of you spent together. From discussions about Laufey to trying to get him to scream Taylor swift to arguing about composers, they were all there. You gently shut the box and wrap him in the tightest hug that you could. You quickly break away to give him a peck on the lips, and he decides to deepen it. You finally pull away from him, slightly out of breath and trying to get air back into your lungs.

“When did you make this?” You ask him. 

“Around when you were keeping your distance. We had this poetry assignment and I was inspired by it,” he says. “I wanted to preserve all our memories together. After all, I know that music means just as much to you as it does to me and I wanted something that would remind me of that.” You nod at his words. 

“I’m glad we’re able to share that then,” you murmur. You wish that you were able to hear the rest of his words, but sleep was catching up to you and you quickly knocked out. He didn’t mind though. The two of you had so much more time to discuss these things in the future.