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[thethaispasingapore]

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[theemporium]

yes lando comfort fic where maybe you weren’t at qatar but after yesterday took the first flight there. and it’s just full of hugs, kisses, massages, praise, pep talks. He’s got his head on your chest or in your lap :(

my heart actually breaks for the boy :(

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The second you saw the qualifying results, you knew you had to fly out. 

You hadn’t originally planned to. You were swamped with classes and lectures and work, and after taking time off to travel to Singapore and Japan with him, you couldn’t exactly afford to take more time off for Qatar as well. 

And Lando had been understanding. To be honest, he was just happy you had taken time out to join him on two race weekends that turned out pretty damn well in respect to the start of the season. And he knew no matter what he said about compensating for your time off work, you wanted to go back before you eventually flew out to join him in the last stint of races. 

But that was before the shit-show of the Qatar Grand Prix weekend started. 

You hadn’t been able to talk to him earlier that day, too late running for work that a simple reply to his good morning message was the only thing you could send. Nor did you have the chance to keep up with the practice session. However, when you opened your phone after walking out of work to see the qualifying results, you didn’t even hesitate. 

You had played it all out perfectly, getting onto the next plane out to Qatar whilst messaging your boss that you had a stomach bug and couldn’t come in until you stopped vomiting. You had shared a few messages here and there with Lando, but he didn’t seem all too eager to talk to you, let alone anyone after the messy qualifying session. 

You didn’t arrive at the paddock until the sprint had already started, and it only went downhill from there. You thought the McLaren front row lock out would have brought up morale, but you were wrong. 

It was shit. You knew the second he crossed the line in P3 that he wasn’t going to be happy with himself. You knew it, and yet, the second his radio came through confirming as such, your heart only broke more. 

You knew your boy. You knew he would be keeping it all in. But you knew no matter what, he wouldn’t break in front of everyone else. He would pat Oscar on the back and he would play the good teammate and happy chap as best he could to the media. He would play his part. 

Until he said five words that truly shattered your heart.

“Just a lack of talent.”

The second he was done with interviews, he just wanted to be left alone. He didn’t want to listen to whatever his team were saying, he didn’t want to deal with the debrief and strategy planning for tomorrow’s race. He just wanted to be fucking alone so he could stop pretending. 

He was almost annoyed when he saw his driver room door was open, ready to snap at whoever it was lingering inside his room. But then he was standing at the doorway and he saw you in the room, a sad smile on your face as you waited for him, and every resolve within him crumbled in seconds. 

The door was slammed shut and he was barrelling towards you before you could even open your mouth. His arms locked around your waist, his face was nuzzled into the crook of your neck and he sunk into your embrace, almost like it was a sigh of relief. 

“I’m so proud of you,” you whispered to him, clinging onto him tightly.

And then, he just sobbed.

You didn’t say anything as he cried in your arms, simply holding him and hugging him and doing your best to sway back and forth as his body wracked with sobs. And when he couldn’t keep himself standing anymore, you sat down on the couch with his head buried in your lap as you slowly wiped away the tears streaming down his face, hot and flushed and embarrassed but he didn’t care about his mask when he was with you.

“I’m not good enough,” he whispered, his voice raspy from all the crying.

You blanched. “Lando—”

“Five fucking seasons,” he murmured, his glossy eyes looking anywhere but you, because he knew he would start crying again if he looked at you and he was far too tired for that. “I have been doing this for five seasons and everyone keeps fucking expecting that I get a win and it’s not happened—”

“Lando,” you tried again, but he continued.

“He’s a fucking rookie,” Lando whispered in disbelief. “I just….this is just what they need. This is what they need to say that I’m done, that I’m fucking useless, that I don’t deserve my seat and I’m just some waste of fucking space that can’t even win a fucking race and—”

“Hey,” you snapped enough to finally gain his attention. “Look at me.”

He shook his head.

“Lando,” you said in a softer voice as your palm cupped his cheek, gently turning his head until he was looking up at you. “Look at me.” 

“I’m not good enough to be here,” he whispered in a broken voice. “I’m not as good as they say I am. As they expected me to be.”

“That’s bullshit and we both know it,” you whispered back, shaking your head as you took in his glossy eyes and pink cheeks.

Lando started shaking his head again, but you continued. 

“Lando Norris, you are one of the most talented and skilled drivers in this sport,” you said to him. “One weekend does not define you, nor does it take away from all your achievements.”

“I made stupid mistakes—” He started again.

“And everyone does,” you countered. “Everyone makes mistakes, Lando. That’s what makes us human, but that does not make us not good enough or untaleneted.”

He didn’t say anything. 

“Your day will come,” you said as your thumb gently stroked the apple of his cheek. “And it will be fucking amazing. And I can’t wait to be standing there, watching you on that top step as you hit that stupid champagne bottle and try not to break your trophy. And it will be the first of many.”

He let out a small huff of amusement. 

“You are more than enough, Lando, and I’m so proud of you,” you whispered to him, your eyes finding his so he could see the sincerity in your voice and words. “And you’re enough whether you have a million race wins or none. You are enough just the way you are.”

Lando sniffled, giving you a wet smile—and it wasn’t much, but it was a step forward. 

“I love you,” you whispered with a soft smile. “And I’ll love you no matter what.”

“I love you too,” he whispered back as he nuzzled himself further into your lap. “Thank you for coming.”

“Always, baby,” you grinned. “I’m always gonna be here for you.”

“Promise?” 

Your heart almost broke with how vulnerable he sounded. 

“Promise.” 

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[vsyrworld]

i rrly need a quick fluffy post monza charlos fanfic so here is my shot (turn out its not quick but anyway)

rated : m (bcs of they kiss a lot)

tags : sleepy cuddle and kisses, singapore as core memory, not beta read so sorry bout error.

♡ enjoy ♡

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carlos is so so done. so freaking wasted as he could only sprawled on his bed, lying there like a death log. feet cramp, shoulder aching, body hurts everywhere. and finally after a dreadful weekend, enormous laps of attacking and defending rewarded by a worthy podium, is an ecstasy but not for long as he has to spare his social energy for boring long ass press interview and celebration. at least the last one is another reward.

he thought.

if isnt because of that stupid thieves out of nowhere, he already eating his dinner out, have a drink that charles had promised him through interview and the bad thing was charles also already texted him, "matee! lets have a drink together tonight!!", he read and left the chatroom opened, and then his watch accident, ran his breath out then the police -- oh merde, charles must be waiting him at bar or atleast his response and yet- carlos told rupert to skip a dinner and call it a day.

the other bad news is, if he is too tired. he couldnt sleep. and tifosi are still out there whatever the chantng or lullaby they are doing-- its actually nice and heartwarming-- but he needs sleeps. constantly nagging by the anonymous hands, scents, crowds making him dizzy. he lost sense of familiarness. then he remember this week, they didnt film anything about c2 challenges. carlos hadnt had a chance to annoy charles because they are cramped in a big crowd, people here people there --

his phone ringing stopping carlos from circulating haze thought

lazily, or more pricisely, fatiguely, reach his bed side stand and swipe the call without minding the caller id,

"carlos?! you okay? where are you now?" carlos stunned in silence but his lips form a smile, cahlos

"hey" he turned his body to lay down on his left side. the phone is on top of his right ear, as he dropped his own hand to matress, "sorry" he speaks slowly, his energy already depleted

"forget it, the important is you are ok." charles' voice smoothing right to his ear.

"hm" he hummed in agreement. already closing his eyes.

he heard a chuckled from other line, "do you want me ...um..."

carlos smiled as his hand mindlesly caressing the empty spot beside him,

"dont wanna get up. too tired" he said truthfully. the bed is already swallowed him half of his body and soul,

"okay" charles said. carlos didnt expect anything so he doesn't hang up the phone.

but he knows charles will come anyway,

thus when his hotel room door closed with a soft thuds, and his arms streched into a cold empty spot is finally, finally, now replaced by a slender warm figure.

carlos with eyes closed, instinctively wraps the body and pulling him so his chest against charles' chest, legs tangled each other, a warm laugh land on his sleepy face

"is this how you greet me, hm? mister ministary of defence? pole sitter? podium winner? or hm a superhero who chasing down the thieves around the street hmph--"

carlos shuts him with long deep kiss, with the very last energy he had. his hands welcoming him by smoothers down the softness of hoodie charles' wears. it is so warm and cloudy. charles fresh scents is a lily, musky vanilla. sweet and calming makes him dropped his lips into charles juncture neck.

"wrong," he replies and left a warm kiss on charles exposed skin. "it's your lover." finally. a familarness.

charles breathed out as his finger massaging carlos hair softly. "hi to you too, mi amor"

they take their own time respectively, trying to gain and mapping each other body again after a full weekend constantly dealing with stranger sweats, sticky skin.

"miss me?" charles said into carlos thick hair. he loves when charles does that.

he opens his mouth to answer but then his wicked mind does something else,

charles let a sudden moan as carlos nipped and sucking charles neck slowly, open mouthed, "ca- ah, carlos, wait" the way charles gripped carlos hair's is so addicting. its soft but firm, delicate but sensual. carlos cant get enough from it.

carlos grunts and continue licking the spot, "you said you tired, ah-" charles didnt even finished his sentence because their hards-on rubbing against each other and carlos circling his arm on charles wait, trying to get the friction

but carlos is tired, so the movement is painfuly slow thus creating a consistent gap of moan from charles. "you menance" charles said between moan as he chin up carlos so they are facing each other.

"open your eyes you idiota" carlos slowly blinking his eyes to find charles hazy gaze straight at him with such a fondness.

carlos breath into his face and decide to gives him a eskimo kisses. the one that he and charles likes to do. its ticklish but sweeter than lips kisses.

from carlos hooded eyes, he bring his palm to caressing charles' cheek, "tired. sorry" and eyes flutters to shutting again

charles laughs like a lulabby to him, "okay okay. so don't rub on me. let save it for the morning" he exchanged the kiss by rubbing his nose to carlos cheek and back again to carlos' nose, then he stayed there.

"charles" he said after a moment with, of course, the tifosi singing at outside

"hm?"

"tell your fans to shut up please"

charles giggled then smacked carlos biceps that hugs them close, "hey that's rude to say like that!" carlos didnt mean it but he really really need a quite and good sleep. really, he let out a dissapoint grunt

charles shifted his head to see beyond carlos shoulder, at the closed curtain window, luckily they couldnt be seen from outside. "they are not my fans, carlos"

another nose rubbing, "its ours"

carlos smiled at charles statement as his mind start day dreaming about monza podium celebrations. he is enchanted by the prancing horse.

"si, but i really need a quite moment." carlos hummed,

charles doesn't answered him, only shifted his head closer to him then flushing their forehead together. breath rising constantly with each other, trying the best to focusing their breathing rhythm and so the tifosi chant become a soft background sounds.

"charles" carlos said again between the time their chest expand.

"i'm here" a slow long exhale drawns out from both of them.

as both of them inhaling the oxygen, carlos closed the gap by placing himself to charles' lips with a soft kiss. charles , slow but reassuringly, sealed them with pulling carlos closer and they start to exchanged some languid kisses. it was a simple peck then turns into a french kiss somehow, back again to calmer one and ending it with their most favorite kisses all the time, the one long deep kiss.

to have charles lips against him, and their nose flushed into each other cheek. carlos kissing him raw and breathlessly until the air in his lungs sucked all out, charles not wanting to apart from carlos' lips, cluthed his hand to carlos' tshirt, and other one is settle down at spaniard cheek to trails carlos face up and down. thus, carlos answered it by tighting his waist grips.

they pulled out together in a loud exhale, "god i love when you do that" charles giggled and bring their nose kissed each other affectionately.

carlos grins widely with his eyes still closed. he rubs charles' in agreement.

"carlos i have an idea"

"what is that?"

"lets go to singapore a couple day quicker than others"

charles statement successfuly makes carlos' eyes open. he analyze charles expression but none other than a soft private smile he gives him and there is a longing, like a want feeling, a desire and a permission for spending a time together outside racing schedule

"you want to flight early?" he reassure charles again, afraid it's might his delulu scenario since his brain is not working properly.

"us. i want us to ..." charles dimples appear as he bites his lips nervously,

"to what?" carlos raised his eyebrows

"you know, do what couple do?" he said shyly

carlos swear he melted against the bed sheet ever more, "date then?" he gives charles a kiss on his dimples.

which create a soft giggle, "you can say that"

"yeah" carlos brings his hand into charles' nape and goes into his cheek where the dimple is rested. he really really want to feel him all.

singapore, a perfect runaway country. is not monza, is not charles' monaco and it is also not carlos' malorca. it's their singapore.

"yes, i like that" carlos said again this time between the kiss.

"yeah?" charles is caressing his eye bag. smoothing them like a butter, making carlos purrs

"yes and then we can make love there too" he grins teasingly and a hand smack on his chest making him laughed.

"you are really what max said, naughty" charles rolled his eyes, "but yes i guess we can"

"in the pool?" he pushed again, eyes glint with a mischieve, "pool sex?"

"oh my god cahlos, stop!" charles put his own hands to covered his well redden face.

he chuckled seeing charles flushtrated so he dropped a kiss on charles' hand, whispering a "carino" against the slender fingers.

"if is not singapore..." carlos trailed his voice down as charles opened his hand and settled it down into carlos' cheek. A circular hand motion drifting him to sleep,

"if is not because of singapore, i wouldn't be here with you" he said before closing his eyes

he doesn't have to see charles expression, he already know it by all of his heart

so he doesn't protest when charles tucked him down, resting his chin ontop of carlos head, wraping his arm protectively as carlos felt a drop of forehead kiss

"let's sleep and get out from here"

with that, carlos finally get his best sleep in that day.

[ladycamillewrites]

Against the Odds

Chapter 12 - It's Showtime

a/n: So sorry for not uplaoding last week as Maddie and I ususally intended to🖤 My life was quite the mess and I was mourning a dear friend... please excuse the delay, friends :)

warnings: 18+ smuttish, talks of pregnancy, mean media/press, cussing, past trauma -response

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“What’s that cute pouty face about, my love?“ Tom asked, those entertained sparkly hues flashing in his sky blue eyes. Greek gods spoke through his accurate bone structure, the slightly tired look and gravel in his voice only making it worse for you to accept the storage compartment thing that separated your business class seats.

Coyly biting your lips, your gaze wandered from your lap to the window and back.

“Ohhh, I get it. My darling wants the window seat?“ Your boyfriend chuckled leaning over to press a warm kiss on your forehead before long, elegant legs hoisted his body up. Fast as lighting seats were swapped and a broad grin adorned your face as you took in Singapore airports many flickering lights.

It was late and your layover luckily not too long nevertheless, the thought of having 13 hours left to spent in this plane was tiring.

“Psst... Baby Hiddles?“ 

“Tommy, I somehow have the feeling they won't answer“ you giggled yawning, your elbow propped on the small curved crevice under the window to support your heavy head. Tom would never be mad at you for being a bit absent when almost five months pregnant with twins. Your body was practically working 24/7 to nourish and keep the little troublemakers safe.

“But the most beautiful woman on earth sure can“ he purred brushing your loose hair to he side, his hot, weirdly seductive breath tickling your earlobe. “I have to remark you were quite responsive last night, y/n“.

A hot, skittish shiver descended your spine, a familiar clench of thighs proved your muscle memory working. With delicious memories worth to revel in…

Hungry hands roamed across your back, strong thumbs gently massaging your muscles what provided heavenly relief. But Tom, of course, wasn’t only to do your back muscles a favor.

A wolfish grin appeared next to you, flashing in the corner of your eye like a flickering torch. “Darling, I cannot control myself any longer. I need to feel you. Please“ Tom’s baritone voice begged, the omnipresent respect he had for you showing in every part of his plea.

“Then have me, Thomas“

“Oh, you know exactly what happens when you’re calling me that, don’t you?“ He groaned, slowly letting his arched back sink down until all you felt were his flexing abs on top of your bare back, his promising erection poking the soft flesh of your butt cheeks.

Hell, you knew how much it turned him on so his full name slipped from your lust-drunken tongue once again. So easily. So natural.

“Fuck, Darling“ he cursed, gently but demandingly biting along your shoulder. Tom didn’t cuss often but when he did, it sounded so fucking sexy intertwining perfectly with the unique tone of his British accent. “Please just take me. Now“ you panted totally intoxicated by the obvious feeling of Tom’s soft knuckled brushing your rear again and again.

He was pleasuring himself.

“So responsive while I’m not even truly touching you, my love“ the low baritone chided you playfully, a mischievous smirk on lips audible in a salacious way.

You had awakened his darker side, the side he only showed you and only served your pleasure. His body and mind were yours completely while you gave in to him with every fibre of your quivering body. 

It didn’t take long until the whole room was filled with passionate moans and staggered breaths, your bodies dancing with each other while the physical union existed in perfect parallelism with your connected minds. “I love you, baby. You’re perfect” Tom’s gravelly voice, husky from all the talking throughout the day. 

“Fuck, Tommy. I- I have never been ha-happier” you murmured while the sweet haze of pleasure sent your nerves skyrocketing.

It felt perfect. He felt perfect, meant to be even. You couldn’t even count the times Tom made you touch a piece of heaven since he had arrived in Australia but hell, it was like a dream your fragile mind marinated in as long as it lasted. 

Just the two of you. With people you both love and won’t judge. But after every dream there’s a harsh welcome to reality. 

“Tom…” you murmured absent-mindedly, fingers drawing circles on the beige armrest. A sign of nervousness perhaps since going back to London automatically implied the premier coming closer and closer which in turn meant your hide and seek with the world and press was over. And with Nate.

An inevitable cascade of cataclysmic events.

The Brit shuffled in his seat, arm reaching out to hand you the glass of orange juice, a welcome drink 'pregnant woman' edition.

Tom’s champagne bubbled temptingly but the wellbeing of your children was your absolute number one priority. No alcohol for as long as needed. “Darling, what is going on in the beautiful mind of yours?“ He asked carefully, the smile dropping as you rejected the drink sighing.

“I don’t know if I can do this. I’ve asked my tailoress and she said 'it would be quite the challenge to hide those two' “ two fingers drawing quotation marks in the air while your heart ached and shifted. 

“What if we showed them?“ 

“W-What?“ 

“Y/n, you and the Mini-Hiddles make me the luckiest man alive. And I would be a fool if I didn’t show the whole world what I won. What we’ve created“ he purred, a gentle hand caressing your thigh in slow strokes.

The same charming smile you once fell in love with in the film studio met your anxious eyes as you turned to face your boyfriend. If you would be staring enough, it might even melt your doubts.

“But what if they take it from us again, Tom? You’ve seen what they’re capable of and how little I could do against it“. Your gaze dropped from his steel blues, memories of the colorful headlines which spread about a month ago returned to terrorize your sanity.

God, they even brought you to leave the love of your life for literally nothing.

“Hey, look at me“ he coaxed your gaze back up until you were drowning in the beauty of his face again. “My love, no one will ever be able to destroy our bond, okay? Not the press and most of all not Thompson“ the hatred and sneer embedded in British accent clearly audible when your ex's name slipped form his lips.

However, without a warning your lips sealed, your boyfriend’s passionate tongue demanding entrance and showing you what you meant to him.

Everything.

“You are no one to be hidden, darling. I want to scream it to the world that you’re the woman to carry my heart“ he whispered as your mouths parted a few centimeters, hot breaths fanning against wet lips. A herd of vivid butterflies began their journey through your veins, spreading Tom’s intoxicating love in your system like a drug. 

A big hand found your belly, more obvious as the twins grew, the warmth of his touch making one of them move. “Let’s show them what I did to you, hm?“ The sexual innuendo made both of your grin, your vocal cords summoning an enchanted giggle; testament to the effect Tom’s words had on you. 

“I’ll think about it, okay?“ You murmured, nibbling on his lower lip, eager for another of his heavenly kisses that were capable to make you forget about anything. To forget didn’t mean to heal, you knew that damn well but let a woman relax for once.

An approving hum vibrated against your skin making your thighs clench so deliciously involuntary. A unique effect only the charming dad of your unborn little treasures had and all to willingly used against you. 

“Love?“ Tom’s gravelly morning voice echoed across the big apartment after the Brit realized his gorgeous woman wasn’t laying curled up in his arms like usually. 

“Kitchen“ you chirped back, a happy smile curling your lips when the smell of fresh pancakes infiltrated your nostrils. It was late spring in London, birds singing their gleeful melodies and rays of a newborn sun creeping through every window alongside a warm, flowery breeze.

The pair of maternity leggings you deemed the most comfortable sat snugly around your baby bump while one of Tom’s notorious blue sweaters hid your upper body. They were far too comfortable and smelled perfectly like home.

The last few days in your shared home was cozy and calm. Cuddles weren’t rare and the sweet nothings Tom constantly whispered in your ears warmed your heart to the hilt and caused a broad smile to constantly be glued on your face. “Strawberries or chocolate?“ You asked the two tiny beings in your belly who were more and more active. And occasionally tormenting.

“How about one for each Hiddles?“ Tom quipped playfully as he appeared next to you, a fuzzy, white bath robe hugging the athletic man. “Hmmm, quite the genius today“. Your boyfriend’s laughter rung soothingly in your ear, his arm snaking around your waist to lean your smaller body back against his.

“As if my hunger wasn’t already big enough to eat more than one“ you snickered placing Tom’s other hand on your belly to let him feel his moving offspring. “Fear not, little wonders. Granny is surely already preparing for a lavish dinner tonight“ he murmured, ocean blue orbs oozing pure devotion as he eyed your bump.

“Tom! I feel fat when you’re doing that. Stop“ you exclaimed with a traitorous smile on your lips. Oh, you always dreamt of becoming a mom and the journey was just as special as the real adventure yet to await you so you cherished every single day of pregnancy.

Even if some were nerve-wrecking and really exhausting.

A chiding eyebrow was raised at your comment, cute wrinkles forming on your man’s forehead as he looked you in the eye. “Nope“ he sad popping the p. “I won’t ever get tired of the sight of my gorgeous girlfriend. Especially now“ hot breath met your skin alongside his slightly suggestive comment, eliciting an adorable trail of goosebumps down your neck. 

Careful teeth began nibbling at your shoulder as you flipped the pancakes, placing tiny pieces of chocolate on top to melt. “Thomas“ you panted feeling the familiar heat built between your legs before your consciousness stepped in to avert a make out session in between a hot stovetop and not yet put away, freshly washed up knives.

The twins made you so much more cautious. However, it truly was for the better.

“Can- outch! Can you watch them for a sec? Your kids are playing baseball with my bladder“. Hasty steps rushed towards the bathroom, Tom’s amused laughter echoing from behind. Cheeky little shit. 

Scrolling through instagram in the quick moment of privacy you found an article about… you and Tom.

Of course, your shaky fingers clicked on it to find out what kind of misery you were accused of now. Secretly, you didn’t even want to know but nevertheless, it was important for your own pr and most of all Tom’s reputation you started to care about even more than your own. 

A snapshot of you and Tom arriving at London Heathrow in the early morning sprung at you, the thin beige coat luckily hiding your front completely so no baby alarm. “At least“ you murmured to yourself before scrolling down to see whatever headline this spontaneous spot at the airport might’ve caused. 

Not gonna lie, your were nervous but the confidence Tom’s honest and supporting love planted in your mind grew stronger with every day in his arms.

Perhaps it was ready to fight- or show?

<<Tom Hiddleston and girlfriend y/n Hemsworth happy after love vacation>> 

You had to blink twice before realization set in.

Desperately, you searched for the cheeky innuendo or harsh undertone but there were none. Not a single thing sounded bad about this.

Subconsciously, your mouth began to smile as you made a fateful decision. One that you hopefully wouldn’t regret and also finally silence Nate fucking Thompson forever.

Swatching tabs on your phone, you opened WhatsApp, the chat with your personal stylist of Prada lurking on top of the list. A determined sigh escaped your parted lips as skillful fingers began to type.

A surprise for Tom and the whole damn world. 

Hey, Clarisse. I’ve decided on the silver dress. Fitting on Friday sounds fine with me xx

“Darling, the pancakes are getting cold“ 

“Coming!“

“Oh god, y/n!“ Diana exclaimed inviting you in her opened arms after Tom helped you out of the thin jacket.

His mom was such a heartwarming personality, always super friendly and now totally obsessed with the thought of becoming a grandma. Twice.

“You’re glowing, darling! Pregnancy suits you“ she nearly sobbed, both hands on your shoulders and glassy eyes bathing in the sight of your belly. “I missed you, Diana“ you smiled warmly before the woman beckoned you in the dining room where her wooden table was already richly set, delicious scents coaxing you closer.

“That smells heavenly“ you mused with eyes closed feeling the appetite growing as if the babies had taken a cute little sniff as well. “Thank you, my dear. I am hosting a family dinner for four now after all“ the friendly lady chuckled, satisfied with the outcome of a whole day of stressful cooking. 

The urge to qualify as the perfect grandma-to-be was mighty. 

“Mom, what is that?“ Tom poked her amusedly, arms spread and gesturing towards the about four different meals she had prepared for your visit. A braised chicken alongside a bowl of steaming vegetables, Yorkshire Puddings, a Shepherd’s Pie, kidney pie and her notorious roasted tomato soup adorned the table.

Delicious treats everywhere you looked. 

“Thomas William Hiddleston“ you huffed, hands on your hips and nose scrunched from his rushed comment. 

However, Diana simply began to grin and giggle like a child as Tom’s puzzled gaze met yours, an apology quickly following before he put a chair in place for you to sit down. “I see…“ Diana snickered, a laughter layered in her voice as she leaned over to you. “Someone has properly replaced me“.

“Mom, please?“ Tom pouted cocking his head before the two most important women in his life bursted out in laughter. But as long as you were happy, his heart was as well.

“I am so happy for you, Tom. So proud of the life you’ve built“ she eventually smiled, patting her sons back as she weaved past behind him. Tom’s little smirk was beaming with satisfaction and love. The twins would have a wonderful family to spend time with, be it in Australia, be it here.

How could you have ever wished for something else?

This was the life you always wanted. Those were the people you wished to be around every day and you were ready to fight for it. To expose yourself and proof all those idiots wrong, dazzling them with the perfection of your new life.

“What do you mean you’re sick?” you nearly hollered in the phone, Irene, your personal hair stylist startled to the core. 

“Sorry Arielle but I’m defo stuck in the hotel. I’m feeling like shit” Chris tried to excuse himself after announcing he won’t be attending the premier as originally intended. A cold shiver ran down your spine, fresh fear coming straight from hell.

Your brother promised to be around to provide some emotional support after the the press escapades two months ago. The newfound confidence was thriving within you however, the thought of facing the world like that again still frightened you.

“But- but -but”.

“Shhh, sis. You got his. With or without me” he tried to calm you down, hot tears banging on your eyelids threatening to run free. But you knew there was no going back now. Ridiculous four hours were separating you from the relentless cameras and awkward interviews so there was no time for a mental breakdown even if you felt so powerless again.

Harsh coughs resounded from you phone, proving your brothers sudden indisposition. It wasn’t his fault, absolutely not but nevertheless, you were far from happy about the news. “My fingers are crossed for you. Tom will take good care of you, I’m sure” Chris voice dripped with this apologetic tone before you finally allowed him to say goodbye. 

“I can’t. I can’t do that” you muttered, your foot beginning to tap on the floor in a nervous, staccato fueled by all the messages of people wishing you good luck for tonight.

Chris won’t be coming, you repeated mentally what did absolutely nothing to enhance your quite awful situation. The tight silver dress was pompously lurking in the clothes bag and reminded you of the fateful decision you had made so imprudently while peeing this one damn morning.

Well, shoot.

“Y/n, you will look stunning” Irene smiled coyly, her skilled hands fixing strand after strand in an elaborate updo. “I know, thanks to you. But that’s not it… They hate my persona rather than my looks”. She sighed as heavy tears started to roll down your reddened cheeks, small sobs filling the dressing room. 

You weren’t aware of the nearing strides of your boyfriend whose smile dropped immediately when he laid eyes on your sad face. “Darling? What is wrong?” Tom tried to get a piece of your mind, squatting down to match your eye level with this steel blues. Normally they would remind you of the waves stacking at Aussie shores; your second home.

“I- it’s all fucked up” you whined throwing your hands up in despair, lucky to not have accidentally hit Irene. “What’s fucked up, love? I thought you were quite confident about the event?” the handsome Brit asked, his stubble of a beard gone along with the deserted James Conrad look and fresh aftershave radiating from his flawless skin.

He smelled so good, so alluring. 

No, no. Now wasn’t the time to let yourself get carried away by those pregnancy hormones. 

“Chris is sick”.

“Oh god… I didn’t know, darling. I’m so sorry” his soothing baritone met your eardrums, bare arms wrapping around your body to pull you in a tight hug. It felt like a relief to feel the pressure of him surrounding you, grounding your overstimulated, anxious mind as if by magic.

This man was a healing balm to any prick or itch that was burdening your soul. 

Breaths slowed down again, your hands starting to shake less as your pulse sunk in normal dimensions. “Don’t be. But- but I really don’t know if I can handle it” your voice was a feeble sound, the whimper of a skittish animal.

But that’s what happens after months of being terrorized by Nate and gaining 'special' reputation through boulevard papers…

“Haven’t you seen the post about the paparazzi shot at the airport? No bad blood this time, love” Tom began parting from your body to rest his forehead against yours, almond eyes staring directly in yours leaving you not a single inch to hide your emotions.

“And do know you why?” The rhetorical question hung heavy in the air as a last tear ran down your cheek to pool at the seam of your top. 

“Because you looked genuinely happy. There was no grain of reluctancy in your gorgeous eyes, not a single sign of insecurity. Just the joyful, honest version of yourself and it amazed the people” he continued with this kind of gravel in his lower voice that had you on your knees if not sitting. A gentle thumb drew lavish circles on your neck while those spells of eyes captivated you. 

Perhaps he was right. But your decision had been made nonetheless. A decision Tom didn’t know about just yet. His most recent information was that you would be wearing a wide gown to cover the bump. “Surprise“ you eventually murmured, still unsure whether to feel positive about it again.

Not being able to turn your head due to Irene working her magic you just awkwardly pointed at the dress, wordlessly trying to make Tom understand what it meant. 

“You- are you sure?“ He murmured, eyes still staring at the skin tight gown with its flamboyant train. It would accentuate your baby bump perfectly, no, it would just magically draw all the rapt attention like an alien, hiding nothing. You took in every exited twitch of Tom’s chiseled features and the small shadows Irene’s styling lamp casted beneath those razor sharp cheekbones. 

An approving hum left your lips after you prevailed over your demons, starting to feel comfortable again as your boyfriend’s ocean blue ors sparkled with joyful anticipation. He was ready to present you to the world and so were you; finally having made peace with your past and stronger than ever.

Gosh, maybe those hormones were really doing you dirty but Tom had always have a massive effect on your mood and the time he spent with you was like an intense therapy to your once shattered heart. The love you were harboring for him served as romantic testament. 

“I love you, Tommy“. “God, darling. You have no idea how much you mean to me“ The handsome man smiled peppering two kisses on each side of your cheeks, the salty residue of tears making him lick his lips. This rosy tongue flicking and swirling so freely, silently propelling your thoughts in improper directions.

Tempting idiot.

“Y/n!! Tom!! Look here“ the cameras capturing you as soon as the director had finished his little speech and cleared the red carpet for the first appearance of ‘The Moralizer’s biggest stars.

Of course, you and Tom were to step out first as actors of the two leading roles and in a poor fragment of a second you became the centre of attentions, photographers’s pointers pushing the buttons of cameras relentlessly and eager interviewers’ eyes widening at your prominent bump. 

“You’re doing amazing, love. Show them how perfect our life is“ Tom whispered in your, his trademark charm suiting his godly bone structure so flawlessly. This man was a statuesque Adonis wearing a tailor-made black suit with a light blue dress shirt that matched the blueish undertone in the glitter of your dress.

Intoxicated by the feeling to enjoy this flurry of photographer’s flashlights and the exited yells and screams of fans who were lucky enough to get a ticket for the premiere, you began to marinate in your own position. On his side

Turning to your boyfriend and smiling so blissfully, you leaned over to welcome a gentle kiss on your dark red lips.

People were going crazy, the lighting like experience intensifying until you parted again smiling at each other with nothing but content love. It felt good, natural even as you reminded yourself of Tom’s words to be proud, swankily happy about your life even.

And it worked. At least for now your magic was transmitted.

You somehow stopped caring about whatever hate Nate might spread after this. Your life was about to really get started now and a career on the world’s big screens knocked at your door hence this poor excuse of a man could screw himself.

After a few minutes of posing and showing off your baby bump that was so perfectly highlighted by the silver, glittery Prada piece, Jeff Goldbloom and your other co-stars were making their appearance. Time for you to step forward, indulging in the interviews.

The part you feared even more but Tom’s right grip around your waist sprinkled ease on your face.

“Oh my god! You two look absolutely stunning tonight“ the young lady noted, the camera capturing the three of you from the opposite site. “Thank you“ Tom smiled nodding respectfully what made the woman blush in record time.

Such a handsome boyfriend you had. And he was all yours jealousy whispered in your ear.

“And what a surprise, you two!?“ She continued pointing at your bump, your hands curling around the twins home. Protectively yet proud. Now, it was time to deliver a package to your ex. A juicy package everyone would understand and a last ever wave with a white handkerchief towards his sinking ship.

“Indeed“ you chuckled, taking the mic the exited, friendly lady was handing you, keen on getting more information. “I guess I just found my perfect match and well, love happens“. Greedy eyes widened, the journalist sucking in every word before Tom took over, his seductive voice layered with the undeniable anticipation to become a dad he carried since day one.

“We are happier than ever and this pregnancy is just the greatest gift I ever received. Along this wonderful woman, of course“ he winked in the camera grinning, before pulling you closer against his body. “That is wonderful news! Congratulations!“ The Lady exclaimed, her voice ascending in higher pitches from sheer excitement of being the first to have some details and statements regarding your pregnancy.

“What do you think would Nate Thompson say?“ She suddenly asked, nudging your happiness and resolutions dangerously close to this familiar, cold edge of worries and a macabre hide and seek game. The mic was handed to you once again however, this time your hand was hesitant, shaking for a moment as you struggled to find back.

But Tom was there for you, exactly like he promised.

A soothing arm wrapped around your back, his pointer carefully stroking the side of your arm. Breathing for a second you could feel his energy surging trough your nervous veins, calming them down like benzodiazepines. But good ones, keeping your consciousness sharp and your wit ready.

“You know-“ you began calmer than ever, almost bored of hearing his name “I really stopped caring about his opinion on how I live my life long time ago. Tom is giving me so much more than I ever dreamt of and I hope Nate’s new girlfriend does the same. I wish him all the best but I definitely won’t be looking back anymore“. 

“Sounds like a fair clean break“ the woman turned back to the camera gesturing towards you. “Thank you so much for the quick talk, Tom Hiddleston and y/n Hemsworth. Now enjoy your new movie 'The Moralizer' which is now playing in cinemas all around the world“ she ended the interview before Tom dragged you along to meet the small exclusive line of fans who were all holding out phones, movie posters and pens eagerly waiting for you.

“You are a hell of a woman, did you know that?“ Tom whispered with the most charming smile on his velvet lips, the compliment on your statement dripping like sweet honey from his tongue. Earning a subtle wink and a filthy promise for what would happen after the event, the Brit drowned in your beauty now that you found your confidence again shining even brighter.

Like all the glittering stars in a perfectly clear night sky.

“Tom, Y/n!! A photo please!!“ The fans cried out in sheer excitement as you finally devoted yourselves to the crowd behind the hip-high safety wall.

Together.

“Nothing?“ 

“Nope. Not a single comment“ you chirped after checking the tabloids for any reactions of Nate.

But there were none. You had silenced him once and for all. “God, I am so proud of you, darling. Come and get yourself some cuddles“ Tom cooed wriggling fingers nearing your waist as he threatened you with a tickle attack. 

The screen of you phone stayed bright for a little longer while your gleeful laughter resonated form all four walls of your bedroom, your body writhing and quivering under Tom’s greedy but loving hands. The scent of the exact same pasta he had made when you visited for the first time crept through the door slits. 

All alone and abandoned the bright pink headlines of some of the most influential tabloids presented themselves on the screen of your phone sliding down the mattress…

< Hollywood’s hottest couple expecting their first child - father-to-be Tom Hiddleston “couldn’t be happier“ >

< Y/n Hemsworth pregnant - 'The Moralizer' premiere taking a lovely turn >

thank you for reading and get ready for the epilogue following next Saturday on @holdmytesseract 's blog :)

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My head was shaved by Master Song Nian at Singapore’s Mahabodhi Monastery on Easter day in 1997. I did sutra studies at Taiwan’s Buddhist Institute. After that, I wanted to experience different forms of Chan practice and I wanted to test myself. So in 1999 and 2000 I went on three-month intensive summer and winter retreats at Korean Son monasteries in Seoul and Gwangju.

Son, the Korean form of Chan or Zen, had a reputation for being very rigorous. That was what I wanted, and I was not disappointed.The daily schedule was brutal. We woke at 3:00 AM and finished at 11:00 PM. We had only fifteen minutes each for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Toilet breaks were five minutes, but the toilet was far from the meditation hall. We had no time, so we just went outside to shoot. For ninety days we did not take a shower. We had a basin of water that was filled from a bamboo pipe that ran down from the mountain and used a towel to scrub ourselves clean.

No break time, no time to relax, no nap after lunch. Sleeping after 11:00. Waking at 3:00. Most of us did not even have a room. We sat in the meditation hall on a folded-up cushions, which were also our beds. Each sitting was at least an hour, and we had to sit in full lotus. No movement was tolerated. If the monitors, who were senior monks, saw us move an inch, they’d hit us with the incense stick. In the morning, after waking, we had to do 108 prostrations in only ten minutes. Up and down, up and down. It looked like we were doing jumping jacks.

The Korean terminology for this kind of intensive retreat is Kyol Che, which means “very tight dharma.” You have to be very fast, very precise, always in the moment. There is no time to think, wander off, and daydream. If you fall behind, you get hit. There is nothing symbolic about these blows. Thwack! You dare not whimper or cringe. They punch and kick you, and you have to bow and gently say, “thank you.” In Korean. And then there is pain, so much pain.

Tears roll down from your eyes the moment you move your legs as you come out of the full lotus. There is so much pain that you don’t know where the pain is coming from. You try to massage your muscles, but it’s not the muscles. The pain goes into the bone. At the end of the day you are so tired you cannot move or stand up. You crawl to bed.

And then the food. Kimchi all the time, kimchi and white rice. The kimchi smelled like rotten eggs. It was repulsive, almost unbearable. It made me gag, and I had to force down every bite. It was the only food, so you either ate it or starved! A piece of tofu was an extravagance. We ate tofu three or four times in ninety days. The rest of the time it was kimchi with black beans and a few sprouts.

For seven days and nights in the middle of the retreat we were subjected to what is called in Chinese yong men jin jing, which translates as “great courageous diligence.” This was an even more intensive practice than your run-of-the-mill Kyol Che. For seven days and nights we were not allowed to lie down. Twenty-four hours of continuous sitting practice for seven straight days. We learned how to sleep while sitting, but when you were caught dozing, you were hit. You learned to sleep without moving.

[...]

Before going into the Son retreat they warned us that it was called the demon training camp. We called it the cave of the tiger. Once you enter the cave of the tiger you can only come out in two ways. One, you die. If it’s summer, they will carry your corpse out of the Son Bang, the Chan Hall. But if you die in the winter, they put you under the table. It is so cold in the unheated hall that your body will not rot. Then they take you out for burial after the retreat is over.

The second way to leave Son Bang is to be verified that you are enlightened. Then you can walk away before the retreat ends. Those are the two acceptable ways to leave the retreat. But sometimes, in the ninety days, the person next to you would disappear. They had escaped. In the middle of night, they had climbed over the monastery’s wall and run away. When that happened their name was published and the whole of Korea knew they had run. For the next three years, that person was blacklisted—banned from the Chan Hall and Chan monasteries in all of Korea.

-- Guo Jun, Essential Chan Buddhism

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Ok so subby boyfriend driver comes back from a very exhausting gp weekend that you couldn’t attend. The race could have been very exhausting (maybe Singapore) and on top of that the team gave your boyfriend the biggest master class there is. So he is feeling very down and exhausted and just wants to fall in your arms and forget the weekend ever happened.

You decide to treat your boy to the nicest and softest extend possible. You put him in his/your comfiest clothes and snuggled him in loads of blankets and give him a nice back massage that turns into a full body massage. Your sub is so relaxed that he can’t tell his left from his right. After he is so close to sun space from massages alone you also give him a nice, slow and soft hand/blow job and praise him so much.

Also the team is scared for when you attend a gp weekend next… bc they know it’s their fault your boyfriend is exhausted and you will fight for his rights

-🐞

Ooo I love this idea. To me this screams Charles, Mick or Marcus? I'm gonna write Mick, but you can always ask me for one of the other two as well and I will happily write more :))

You weren't at the race, but you watched it and instantly you knew that Mick was going to be very upset when he got home.

Usually Mick likes to talk to you about his race? Even if you don't fully understand everything he's saying because he rattles off about all sorts of numbers and statistics, but you don't need to. You just need to listen. Mick loves having a safe space to decompress after a race.

If you can't be at the race weekend, then he'll still want to talk about the race with you when he gets back to you. Maybe he even makes a list of points on his phone to talk to you about? Personally, you have no idea how speaking to you even days later could help, but he seems to really look forward to it and you're always happy to listen to him.

But this time, he doesn't say a thing? You ask him if he wants to talk about his race when he gets back, because he always does. But this time he just shakes his head and heads to the shower.

You go after him of course, because something is obviously very wrong. You ask him if you can join him in the shower, and you honestly think that he's going to say no, but then he actually just whines and mumbles, "please."

You know what he needs then, and you quickly undress before joining him in the shower. You wash him slowly, making sure to let kiss all the skin you can. You can see how he's relaxing, slowly coming back to himself.

Originally you weren't going to give him a massage, you just wanted to get him into your arms as soon as possible. But then you saw how tense he was when you washed him, and you changed your mind.

You just wanted him to end up soft and safe in your arms, but you could tell he wasn't okay enough for that yet.

Maybe you let him lay naked for his massage? Just dry him in a towel and then lay him down on the bed. He lets out little whines and huffs as you massage him, body practically melting into the bed.

You tell him to turn over, thinking that you can massage his arms and maybe give him some kisses. But then you see the slightly glazed over expression in his eyes and you realise he's close to subspace. It's not what you expected, but clearly he was more stressed you realised.

Normally he tells you if he's close to subspace, if he thought that he might slip. So he clearly didnt realise how close he was.

But that's okay. He's your sub, your good boy. If he needs to drift into subspace to feel better, then you're more than happy to look after him.

He has a soft smile as he stares up at you, not worried at all about being so close to subspace. He knows you'll look after him.

It's so easy to just slip further down and end up between his thighs, taking his cock into your mouth for a slow blow job. Mick makes the sweetest sounds, crying out and whining. You pull off and tell him that he can cum any time he wants, that his only job is to feel good and let you play with him.

He can do that, he can absolutely do that.

He cries after he cums, tears running down his cheeks and whining until you quickly shuffle up the bed and let him hide in your arms.

He opens up then, tears still running down his cheeks. He speaks against your chest, telling you about his race and why he was so upset. You hold him tight, running your hands along his back to try and offer some comfort.

You only move again once he finishes talking. You can tell he's done because he takes a deep breath and settles in your arms, more relaxed than he's been the entire night.

You get him into some comfy clothes then, knowing that he loves feeling the soft fabric against his skin.

The next morning, he has a proper debrief with you, and thanks you taking such good care of him.

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In the bustling cosmopolitan hub of Singapore, finding moments of serenity amidst the urban chaos can feel like a treasure hunt. However, nestled within the city's vibrant landscape are sanctuaries of relaxation offering the promise of rejuvenation and tranquility. Join us as we embark on a journey to uncover the best full body massage experiences in the Lion City.

The Essence of a Fulfilling Full Body Massage

A truly exceptional full body massage transcends mere physical manipulation; it is an art form that harmonizes the body, mind, and spirit. Rooted in ancient healing traditions and modern wellness practices, the best full body massages in Singapore offer a holistic approach to relaxation and rejuvenation. From soothing Swedish strokes to invigorating deep tissue techniques, each modality promises to alleviate tension, promote circulation, and restore balance to the body's energy flow.

Navigating Singapore's Massage Landscape

With a myriad of spas and wellness centers scattered across the city, discerning the best full body massage can be a daunting task. However, by considering factors such as the expertise of therapists, the quality of facilities, and customer reviews, one can narrow down the options and find the perfect oasis of tranquility. Whether you prefer a luxurious spa setting or a cozy boutique experience, Singapore offers a diverse array of venues to cater to every preference and budget.

Indulging in Unforgettable Relaxation

Step into a realm of serenity as you embark on a sensory journey of relaxation and rejuvenation. From the moment you enter the tranquil space adorned with soothing aromas and gentle melodies, you'll feel the weight of the world lift from your shoulders. Skilled therapists with expert hands will guide you through a personalized massage experience, customizing their techniques to address your unique needs and preferences.

Elevating Wellness and Well-being

In the fast-paced whirlwind of modern life, prioritizing self-care and relaxation becomes increasingly vital. The best full body massage experiences in Singapore offer more than just temporary relief from physical tension; they provide a holistic sanctuary for rejuvenation and renewal. So why wait? Treat yourself to the luxury of a blissful escape and immerse yourself in the transformative power of the best full body massage in Singapore. Your body, mind, and spirit will thank you for it.

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Why Should You Consider Body Massage?

In Singapore, Body to Body Massage is a deeply sensual experience where the masseuse or masseur utilizes their own body to apply pressure, strokes, and caresses to the recipient's body. This type of massage often involves the use of oils or lotions to facilitate smooth movement and heightened sensory stimulation. It's designed to promote relaxation, release tension, and enhance intimacy between the giver and receiver. Through full-body contact, body-to-body massage aims to awaken the senses, improve circulation, and create a profound connection between both parties, fostering a sense of rejuvenation and well-being.

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Pairing: Carlos Sainz x gf!reader

Summary: in which he admires his girlfriend more than anything in this world

Genre: written work (blurb)

Warnings: none, just fluff<3

Author's note: I never wrote anything like this, it was requested, so I hope you all like it<33

carlos sainz is a gentleman

You've been dating Carlos for more than 5 years now, but you can proudly say you never felt his love getting any less for you infact as those year passed he fell in love with you even more than before

Always locking your hands together whenever you guys walk, always putting his hand on your waist in every single picture, always stealing kisses whenever he gets chance to, being there for you no matter what and vice versa

You're always there to support him, taking leaves from your work just so you could fly with him to whatever country the next race is held, there might be some people on internet may call you "carlos's shadow" just because you're there to support him at every race, but you ignore them because Carlos have always assured you that you being there for him means more than anything to him whether he wins the race or not, even if he dnf, he's just glad that you're there for him to comfort him

He appreciates you more than anything, never missing the chance to mention you, he's with his friends? Oh there's the "you know y/n cooked me pasta yesterday, it was delicious", there's a post race interview? fuck the race he'll go like "yeah I did well because my girlfriend, Y/n is here, she's my goodluck charm", You wouldn't be surprise if his friends or PR team is tired of hearing your name but he couldn't give a single existing shit about it.

Carlos Sainz is a lover

After winning the Singapore grandprix the first thing carlos did after getting out of his car was straight up run to you and pick you up in his arms as you kissed him, well not technically kissed him but kissed his helmet, he was quick to take it off and finally feel your lips on his, not caring about anything or anyone around him.

He had to leave you for the podium celebration but as soon as he entered the podium, he gave you a wink and when everyone was looking at him, he was looking at you, it was like no one existed there for him but you, looking straight in your eyes throughout to enitre anthem

You mouthed a "I'm proud of you" for which he replied with a smiley "I know" , after that you, charles and few other crew members decided to give him a surprise winning party, because why not he totally deserve it afterall

Throughout the entire party he all over you, stealing kisses while he could, hand on your waist the entire time pulling your body close to his "I think we should've just let you guys spend your time together" charles said laughing "no it's not like that" you said nudging carlos as he just rolled his eyes

After you both arrive home it was a different story... the next day he gave you a full body massage while complimenting you the entire time and giving you kisses all over your face

Carlos Sainz would do anything for you

After a tiring day you both were getting ready for the bed, while you were sleeping you felt someone's eyes on you, you know who it was "aren't you tired" you ask him with close eyes "you're so pretty" carlos said as I slowly open my eyes to meet his big brown ones "Te amo mucho" he said "i love you too" you replied giving him a peck on the lips

"but I think you should sleep carlitos" you said putting your hands on his cheeks "mhhm" he replies as he pulls you closer to him snuggling his face between your neck which made you giggle as you're quite ticklish "good night amor" you said playing with his hair, he didn't say anything instead he just pulled your body closer than it already was, oh how you got so lucky