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honeydazai · 3 years ago

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Hi, if you're comfortable with it, could I request hdc of dazai and tachihara (if you write for him) with a reader (idc about the pronouns) who's falling back in anorexia? Sorry if it's a triggering topic or if you don't want to write it, don't feel any pressure! And have a good day/night <3

with a reader who's struggling with an Eating Disorder

characters: Dazai Osamu, Michizō Tachihara, Fyodor Dostoevsky

warnings: topic of eating disorders/anorexia, weight loss/gain mentions, starving mention

i'm fairly certain DAZAI has a few experiences with EDs on his own, so he knows the general gist of them

he got even more aware of them after you told him that you've struggled with anorexia in the past

BTW he's very touched by how much you seem to trust him to tell him about that

he's so proud of you for choosing to recover!!

makes sure to tell you at least 2x daily how pretty you look and how lucky he is to have you

honestly, he's very perceptive, but for a few months or so, he actually thought you were getting a little better and making progress

and if i tell you his heart just ACHES the moment he notices you starting to skip meals again when you think he's not paying attention, the moment he sees you try and stealthily dispose of the sweets he bought for you

no matter how much you try to hide it, he sees through your acted happiness right away

Dazai waits for a few days or so, just to see if you'd try and talk to him about what's bothering you willingly

if you don't? well

you're going to have the talk™

he just tells you to sit down and casually questions how you've been, if there's anything exciting happening, because you two haven't talked a lot recently

he's like

“There's no reason I'm asking, I'm just curious. You're my s/o, can't I talk to you? Well, anyway, what do you think of me taking you out on a date tomorrow? There's this gorgeous new restaurant that opened just a few weeks ago! It's really expensive, the kind of place Chūya would go to, but I heard it's got some amazing desserts.”

THE WAY HE'S DOING THIS IS KIND OF MEAN

but it's Dazai after all

of course you're confused, maybe a little paranoid of him finding out what's been going on

i mean, fair enough, because he has had figured it out for a few days already

you eventually can't take his pointed, yet seemingly innocent questions anymore and just come clean

if you cry, he's there to comfort you 👍🏻

the moment you admit to your struggles, his attitude changes to the softer

the way you're sobbing just makes his chest feel all tight with sadness

from then on, he's going to mention how pretty you are even more

if you ever tell him about any negative thoughts regarding your own body, he's quick to deny all of them

he actively encourages you to eat more, but also tries to take it slow for your sake since he doesn't want you to panic :(

he's just constantly offering you a bite of the dessert he's having

and he's so happy if you do try a bite without looking like you're about to cry!! yay!

you bet he's going to watch what and when you eat from now on

there's no hiding anything from this man and he won't have you starve yourself

“Oh, darling, I'm so sorry you've been struggling this much recently. I honestly wish you would've told me sooner. You're gorgeous no matter your weight, you know that, right? Oh, don't cry now, love. It'll be alright. We'll manage this together, I promise.”

it might seem like TACHIHARA isn't particularly observing because of his rather impulsive character, but that's far from the truth

since he cares lots about his loved ones, he notices immediately that something about you has recently been.... off

he gets what's happening the moment he offers you half of his crêpe and you refuse, though with an expression of sadness flashing over your face

he's just like

oh no

Tachihara has known about you being a little insecure about your own body for some time

but he had thought that the countless times he had told you how gorgeous you are to him had made you a little more confident

apparently, that didn't work

instead, you now want to lose weight to be worthy of his honest praise

he's very. bold

so he just immediately questions you and asks if you've been dieting recently and if he can do anything to make you feel better about yourself

the moment you admit that you've been starving yourself for the past three days, he just feels pity for you

he hates how proud you sound of starving for that long and will tell you that

NOT IN A MEAN AND RUDE WAY

he's just so worried about you seriously harming yourself

especially when you tell him you already had an ED in the past??

he feels really guilty

like. are you starving yourself for him?? he's not doing anything to make you doubt yourself.. right?

he's absolutely urging you to please try and recover

you're dear to him and he'll do everything to help you

he just doesn't want to eventually come home from work and find that you're not there waiting for him, but in the hospital after having passed out from malnourishment

his go-to 'remedy' to help you is to constantly tell you that you're gorgeous the way you are and that your weight isn't important to him

he just wants you to know you're pretty!! because, to him, you absolutely are

and his heart actually stings when you explain to him that being hungry makes you feel proud

that's so sad??

if you sob in front of the mirror while trying on new clothes or when you refuse to brush your teeth out of fear of the calories, he's trying his best to be supportive and to ease your worries

will tell you that, no, that one hair tie you're wearing is not going to make you seem heavier on the scale

he's absolutely the type to tell Higuchi and Gin to reassure you too

he just feels like you need the additional praise

and while he's not completely sure how to deal with EDs, he just tries to be supportive 🙏🏻

“Hey, doll, you're looking amazing today. Wanna go shopping later? I've seen a top while out on a heist today that I'm sure you'd look so pretty in. Oh, or I'll just go buy it and you try it on at home if you feel more comfortable there. Sounds good?”

honestly, hiding an ED from FYODOR is equally as easy as it's difficult

since you usually cook dinner for the both of you, the temptation to binge is always there

and it's horrible, but you can't just stop cooking for him without immediately seeming suspicious

THE STRUGGLE

the easy part of hiding it is that there's large periods of the day where you don't see each other 👍🏻👍🏻

but, of course, it's impossible to hide it forever

especially from someone as observant as Fyodor

the moment you serve him dinner and your stomach growls, he regards you with a raised eyebrow

“Are you not going to eat, dear?”

there really aren't any excuses you can think of on the spot

while Fyodor knows about EDs, he doesn't get why you seem to have one

you look just fine to him, and isn't his opinion the only that matters, anyway??

oh well

by the time you admit that you've starved yourself for the past few days to get skinnier and prettier for him, he's actually surprised

he never asked or ordered you to lose weight?? why would you assume to know what he wants 🤨🤨

he's not the best person to ask for reassuring words and compliments, but given how he doesn't want you to permanently damage your body without any reason to, he starts telling you more often that he thinks you're pretty

also, since he doesn't trust you to take care of yourself for now and doesn't have the time to constantly stay by your side, he orders Ivan to do so

you're getting a fully fleshed out recovery meal plan now that gradually raises your daily calorie intake again

meals are provided by Ivan and he's going to write down what you eat, congrats 👍🏻

if you plan to excessively exercise to burn those calories - tough luck

there's barely any time you're allowed to spend without Ivan watching over you 😭😭

it's honestly kind of overbearing

but, for Fyodor, it's the most logical way to tackle your problems

besides, he doesn't want to risk you developing bulimia too

so there's Ivan, making sure you don't force yourself to throw the meals back up

A POSITIVE ASPECT, THOUGH

you're allowed to go online shopping with Nikolai, Sigma and Ivan to your heart's content

and Fyodor WILL tell you how pretty you look in your new clothes, especially if you feel confident in them 🥰🥰

ANOTHER POSITIVE ASPECT is that he's very analytical and focused on logic

so if you tell him any of your absolutely irrational fears, like toothpaste and shampoo having calories you should avoid or cutting your hair off to seem lighter on the scale, he's quick to cut all of them down as dumb

HE'S NOT DOING IT TO BE MEAN

but those ARE dumb fears and if you actually believe in them, he's quick to tell you you're being irrational

even though he's usually not the most affectionate, he does make sure to praise you in private, telling you that you're gorgeous to him and that you don't need to worry about your now constant weight gain - he's calculated it all, of course

the meals Ivan cooks you are not only your favourites, but also made with enough calories to soon get you back up to the weight you started with

once you reach that weight again and Fyodor deems you more stable, your constant observation will finally end 😭😭

though he does keep an eye on you.....

someone who's done things once or twice will most likely do them a third time too, and he's ready for when that's going to happen

“I heard you enjoyed today's dinner, dearest. It has always been one of your favourites, I do remember. I'm sure you feel much healthier already, yes? It was a good choice of you to follow my orders. It would've been truly annoying to force you.”

notes: no worries! This one sadly hits really close to home atm 💔 I really hope you feel better soon, eating disorders are such a pain to get out of. Please remember you're amazing and worthy of good things the way you are! I also added Fyodor for self-care reasons <3

if you liked this, consider tipping me on ko-fi! it'd mean a lot!

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1p2p-heta-imagines · 2 years ago

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2p allies girlfriend wants to introduce them to her parents and the parents turn out to LOVE 2p. For example: when they meet them they are very nice, when preparing dinner they ask the 2p what he wants to eat and even if neither of the parents knows how to cook what 2p wants, they decide to go to a restaurant and pay the bill at 2p. In the end they invite him to sleep at home, in his girlfriend's room. What is it like for the 2p allies to go through all that experience?

2p America has literally no idea how to react, he's half-convinced they're being so nice so it doesn't hurt as much when they drop the fact they don't want him seeing their child, but it never comes. He would feel incredibly guilty making them pay, he usually takes whatever free things he can get but it feels like overkill.

2p England is kind of used to people having that reaction to him when he's brought home, parents love him and for good reason. He does love to cook though, so he'd be willing to cook their parents his favourite meal so they can try it, he absolutely hates people paying for him at dinner so he wouldn't allow it.

2p Canada is overwhelmed, he's not used to this kind of treatment and it's a lot for him. He'd thank them, but he's worried that he's accidentally intimidated them so they're being kind out of fear and/or he's being a burden to them. He doesn't want to let them pay or make them cook, he feels like he's taking advantage of their generosity.

2p France wants to leave. Immediately. He doesn't feel like he's deserving of such kindness and likely dips as soon as the option to presents itself, a potentially self-destructive habit of his. If he's stuck and unable to, he pretty much just awkwardly smiles and nods whenever anything is offered. It's very overwhelming for him as well.

2p China is getting an ego boost out of this, accepting literally everything they give to him. It's not the usual reaction when he meets someone's parents so he is ecstatic about it. He'll likely just ask for taking out, he's genuinely not picky at all. He doesn't want a first meeting to end up somewhere serious or fancy like a restaurant.

2p Russia is mostly confused because he was expecting some kind of argument to break out like he reads in books or sees on TV. He spends a lot of the time trying to figure out why they're being so kind to him. He's pretty adamant on always splitting the bill when it comes to eating out though, saying everyone should pay for what they ate.

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thatshithurted8 · 3 years ago

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Lake Chelan

Heyy💜 so i have a req for Vinnie😍 based on this tiktok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdaeQPS7/ So the readers that girl and they had like the most amazing date and for whatever reason vinnie forgot to ask her number so they never met again until years later the reader is actually a big tiktok star and moves in with nai. One day nai’s on live and vinnie’s watching and then the reader shows up on live and he’s like ???!!!!! And freaks out cause it’s the girl he’s never been able to forget. @canyoubuymetoast

Summary: An impromptu connection quickly turns into an unforgettable yet unrealistic one. Despite this a few years later Vinnie finally gets a second chance to reignite said connection.

Warning: Tooth rotting fluff

Word Count: 3.4k

“You know your help would be great Vinnie.” Reggie says sarcastically while trying his best to figure out how to pitch their tent. Maria and Nate went off to scope the area since they already set up their tent, so it left the two Hacker brothers to figure out how to create their sleeping arrangements.

“Yea yea one sec.” He responds placing his phone on the picnic table he was sitting on before looking up to see a German Shepard walking towards him. Vinnie’s eyes instantly brighten and a smile washes over his face as he calls the dog over.

The black and brown dog trots over to Vinnie with a wagging tail and almost immediately the friendly animal starts to leave slobbery kisses all over Vinnie’s face. Vinnie lets out a laugh as he moves his face out of the way, but continues to the pet the dog.

“Who’s dog is that?” Reggie asks walking over to his brother, giving up on the tent.

“I don’t know it just came up to me. It’s friendly though.”

Reggie simply shrugs his shoulders and joins his brother in petting the dog. However, just as Vinnie opened his mouth to suggest that they should call the number on the dogs collar an unfamiliar voice calls out.

“Zeus! Where are you boy?”

Reggie looks up from the dog and his mouth almost immediately drops open when he see’s a gorgeous girl searching the area looking for something. He nudges his brother who was still petting the dog and cooing at it in a baby voice. Vinnie looks up at Reggie annoyed before he decides to look at what his brothers line of vision was fixated on.

As Vinnie looks over yours and his eyes simultaneously meet. Albeit cliché, Vinnie could’ve sworn he had the air knocked out of him just by making eye contact with you. He’s never felt anything like it before.

You on the other hand quickly glance down and relief washes over you as you finally spot your dog that wandered off of your families campsite. You quickly walk over to Zeus, your dog and the two boys that were with him.

“Zeus I should’ve known you went to mooch food off of strangers!” You exclaim to your dog who quickly walks over to your side before you finally look back up and make eye contact with the boys. As you do so seemingly the same effect you had on Vinnie, he had on you. How did you not realize how attractive he was when you were walking over to them?

“I’m sorry about him he does this at every campsite we go to. You would think we don’t feed him, but he’s just a glutton.” You say, heat washing over your face due to the fact your dog wandered off and found the most attractive guys you’ve ever seen.

“No no it’s okay we needed a break.” Vinnie says nodding over to the unpitched tent while smiling at how flustered you got from his gaze on you.

Reggie scoffs looking at you then his brother. “We needed a break?” He asks with a raised eyebrow. “Vinnie, I’ve been trying to set up the tent for the last 15 minutes while you were trying to find service so you could make a tiktok.”

It was now Vinnie’s turn to be flustered. “Pfft, that’s not true.” The blond says obviously fibbing and you simply look at him amused.

“Do you guys need help? My family and I go camping every summer so I’m basically an expert at setting up tents.” You suggest.

“Yea sure that would be great.” Vinnie says standing up for the first time in the last twenty minutes while smiling at you. Without another word the three of you walk over to the unpitched tent with Zeus following along.

“My name is Y/N by the way.” You say glancing at Vinnie before kneeling down to work your magic.

“Vinnie and that’s Reggie.”

And that was how you and Vinnie Hacker met, all thanks to your gluttonous dog who loved showing off his puppy dog eyes to strangers in return for food. Little did either of you know how much this small interaction would have an impact on the other. As the Hacker’s camping trip went on the more your family and Vinnie’s bumped into each other and finally one night your dad invited the Hacker’s over to your campsite for a bonfire. Almost instantly yours and Vinnie’s acquaintance status changed to friends. Soon enough your family and Vinnie’s family spent the rest of the camping trip together, going swimming, boating, tubbing and more.

That was no different for the last full day of your camping trip. In fact Vinnie finally gathered up the courage to ask you on a date despite the fact you two originally lived hours away from each other.

“Thank you.” You say glancing up to the waiter that just took away your empty plates and placed the bill on the table. You look back up at Vinnie who was already staring at you with admiration, causing heat to wash over your face.

Too flustered to look at the boy in front of you, you take in the scenic view. You two sat out on the patio over looking the lake with mountains, foliage and the sun setting in the distance. The restaurant Vinnie took you to was one of the fancy ones in town and the two of you stood out like a sore thumb due to your clothes. Showing up to the restaurant and sitting down to eat in a normal t-shirt and shorts was the equivalent of eating at McDonald’s in a prom dress and suit. Yet, the disapproving stares from other patrons made the whole experience even more memorable.

“This is very nice thank you Vinnie.”

“Anything for you.” He says softly, placing his hand on the table in which you take without hesitating, causing both of your heart beats to increase.

“Do you want to hit O’Riley’s after?” You ask, referencing the ice cream shop the two of you went to seemingly every day of the trip to cool off on your walk back to the campsite after a day full of activities.

Vinnie pulls out his wallet from his shorts to pay for the expensive meal while looking at you with a smile on his face. “Great minds think alike.”

Without another word you two leave the fancy restaurant hand in hand while receiving glares from the regular patrons. Throughout your short walk to the popular ice cream parlor in town the two of you reminisce about the past week and a half together. It honestly felt like a dream.

“You know I wanted to hold your hand on the hike today, but I couldn’t keep up with you and Zeus.” Vinnie says, recalling the hike you guys went on along with Reggie and your brother.

“Clearly you need to work on your stamina, City Boy. That incline wasn’t even that bad.” You joke poking Vinnie in the stomach before leaving his grasp to wander over to the menu of ice cream flavours. Vinnie was infatuated with everything about you and he adored how you made fun of him for being from Seattle. The blond lets out a laugh and follows you, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his chin on the top of your head as he analyzed the menu as well. Almost instantly you melted into his touch.

“Okay Snow White.” He retorts back remembering how basically every animal or even bug seemingly gravitated towards you throughout the trip.

“What can I say Vinnie. I’m just that captivating.” You say turning to look at Vinnie before winking.

After a few minutes of waiting in line and you changing your mind on what flavour you wanted for the fifth time the two of you finally order and make your way over to a bench nearby. You weren’t a stranger to Lake Chelan and what you loved most about the small town was how close everything was. In fact the bench you and Vinnie decided to sit down on wasn’t too far from O’Riley’s, but it was close enough to the lake to witness the scenic view in full.

Once you two sat down you guys instantly turned to each other and tapped the other’s ice cream cones, causing some of your ice cream to transfer to Vinnie’s and some of Vinnie’s to transfer to yours. You introduced this small practice to Vinnie on the third day of hanging out together. In which the reason behind it was simply because you’ve been doing it ever since you were little for good luck and to have a small taste of the other person’s ice cream.

Vinnie watches as you taste his flavour, red velvet while your eyes light up, causing him to smile. “Holy shit yours is good.” You say before taking a lick of your flavour which was blueberry cheese cake. The blond laughs in amusement as your face of delight quickly turns into disgust.

“Yea I definitely should have gotten yours or moose tracks.”

Without hesitating Vinnie softly takes your ice cream cone out of your hand and switches it with his. “There you go.”

“Vinnie, no this is yours.” You say reaching for your ice cream back, but he simply puts his hand above you and ultimately out of your reach.

Vinnie laughs playfully as he watches you attempt to reach the cone with your original flavour from your spot beside him. “Y/N like I said earlier, anything for you.”

You roll your eyes at the blonds cheesiness, but you end up sitting back down placing your head on his shoulder while heat washed over your body at how he made you feel.

The sound of kids riding their bikes, crickets and birds splashing in the lake could be heard while the setting sun continued to reflect off of the water. “It’s so beautiful here.” You say after swallowing your last bite and taking in the view in front of you.

“Yea it is.”

You turn to Vinnie and your heart begins to race when you notice he was already looking at you. Some may think this moment was cliche, but to you it was perfect. In fact your hopeless romantic dreams were being fulfilled.

Vinnie’s gaze on you was intense and you couldn’t bring yourself to break it. Instead you found yourself flickering your eyes down to his plump lips and back up to his brown eyes. Vinnie follows your lead and his proximity causes your breath to hitch.

Without wasting another second Vinnie finally moves in and acts on what he has been wanting to do ever since he got to know you. His lips meet yours and you instantly kiss back, wanting for this to happen for a while yourself.

The kiss was short yet sweet and passionate while leaving both of you flustered. You place your head back onto Vinnie’s shoulder, your hand finding his and intertwining your fingers. A comfortable silence falls upon you two as both of you take in the perfect moment.

“I don’t want this trip to end.” Vinnie says breaking the silence while rubbing his thumb across your skin and admiring the scenic view in front of him.

It scared Vinnie how fast his feelings for you developed and continued to do so and he was quite frankly disappointed that you guys live so far away from each other. Although you both lived in the same state you lived closer to Portland while he remained in Seattle. You two created a once in a lifetime connection throughout a camping trip and it seemed as if it was going to end just like that.

“I promise I’ll say goodbye and give you my number before we leave tomorrow don’t worry.” You say lifting your head off of Vinnie’s shoulder before placing a kiss on his cheek. The whole trip you refused to give Vinnie your number or social medias simply because you realized their was more to life than the internet. You would rather be going hiking or playing in the rain than being on your phone, which Vinnie adored considering he was so consumed with his platform on TikTok.

However, your promise would ultimately be broken when Vinnie woke up the next morning. The blond boy walked over to your campsite with a small bouquet of wildflowers he picked along the way. He could hear the beat of his heart in every step he took, knowing this would be the last time he saw you for a while.

When Vinnie reached your campsite his heart and the bouquet of flowers simultaneously dropped at the same time. Your site was empty. In fact, it looked as if you and your family didn’t even stay there. The only thing that proved that you were there were the tire tracks of your families RV. Now the site was ready for the next group of campers to come in and make their own memories.

Even though you and Vinnie only spent a week and a half together it felt like you two created a lifetime worth of intimate moments and memories. He doesn’t understand how he got so attached to you in such a short amount of time, but he did. The blond boy lets out a deep sigh before turning around to go back to his site, leaving the memories you two created and flowers he brought you behind.

Vinnie lets out a big yawn as he stretches in bed. He grabs his phone and checks the time. 2:43pm. The night before the blond streamed Valorant on twitch until 4 in the morning so there was no wonder as to why he was just waking up. Deciding to stay in bed for a little longer, Vinnie cuddles into his sheets and opens TikTok, Hera joining him a little bit later.

As he scrolls he likes a few and comments on some of his friends posts. However, his incessant scrolling comes to a stop when his for you page lands on a video of Nai’s. Vinnie watches it, but as he does so a familiar face is shown causing his heart rate to increase while butterflies erupted in his stomach. Who knew that one person could still elicit these feelings out of him two years later?

There was no way. It couldn’t be you in the video. Yet there you were in Nai’s tiktok showing off your gecko. You looked the same, but so different at the same time. Vinnie couldn’t help himself, but to watch the tiktok a few more times, every time his smile getting bigger and his heart fuller.

Luckily for him Nai tagged you in the caption in which Vinnie took this opportunity to check out your profile and make sure it was actually you and his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. Right away he knew it was in fact you.

You had just under a million followers and were on the brink of getting verified. As Vinnie scrolled through your profile he finds your first tiktok that went viral and ultimately kick started your career. The video was of you eight months ago running and dancing around in the rain in the middle of the road. Vinnie smiles as he watches and he couldn’t help, but to feel flustered at the fact he finally found you after all these years.

It made him happy to see that you seemingly stayed the same personality wise. From what he remembered you loved everything about nature and animals so there was no surprise to see your account full of videos of you enjoying what you loved. In fact your most viral videos consisted of your ring neck parakeet, Athena.

Just as Vinnie was about to hit the follow button on your account a text from Alex popped up.

I was planning on throwing a chill party tonight is that okay?

He clicked and stared at the message for a few seconds. Seemingly Nai would be invited which meant if you were with her still Nai would likely bring you as her plus one.

Yea ofc.

Vinnie spent the rest of the day going through your social media accounts. He wanted to follow you on every platform possible, but he didn’t want that to creep you out so he decided it was best to wait and see if you came tonight. After all his odds were looking in his favour as the time until the get together dwindled and you and Nai continued to post with each other.

The blond walks out of his washroom freshly showered with a towel around his waist and into his large room. He could hear a bunch of voices and music coming from down stairs so the party must have already started. Just as Vinnie was about to drop his towel to get dressed a familiar voice is heard from the other side of his door.

“Knock knock!” Nai shouts.

“One sec!” Vinnie calls out quickly, throwing on boxers and a pair of black cargo pants before rummaging through his dresser for a shirt. “Come in!”

Almost instantly the door flies open revealing Nailea in all her glory. Vinnie glances over to her in hopes you were with the brunette, but his hopes fall when he see’s you’re no where to be found.

“You seriously need to stop making thirst traps in the shower we all thought you slipped and died with how long you were taking.” Nai says walking into the room and flopping onto Vinnie’s bed.

Vinnie lets out a laugh while he continued to look for a shirt he wanted to wear, his mind being clouded with thoughts of you. Nai was wearing the same outfit she was wearing in the instagram stories she posted with you today so where were you?

Just as Vinnie turns around, putting on a shirt with the intent to discretely ask Nai about you a familiar, but nostalgic voice could be heard in the hallway over Alex’s loud laugh from downstairs. “Nai?”

“In here!”

“Jeez this house is huge I need a map just to leave the washroom.” You say walking into the unfamiliar bedroom. As you do so your eyes lock with Vinnie’s and both of your heart rates increase significantly. Heat washes over you under Vinnie’s gaze and you couldn’t help, but to feel confused. He looked so familiar, but you couldn’t put your finger on where you recognize him from.

Vinnie on the other hand felt as if his heart was going to beat out of his chest. Throughout the past few years he imagined scenarios where he would run into you back at home or at Lake Chelan, but finally being in your presence again caused him to not know how to act.

“Y/N this is Vinnie the friend of mine I wanted you to meet.” Nai says looking at you. “And Vinnie this is Y/N. I think you guys will click instantly especially since you’re both from Washington.”

“Nice to meet you. Can I sit?” You ask nodding over to Vinnie’s bed where Nai was sitting, petting Hera.

“Y-yea of course.” The blond stutters out causing his cheeks to go red. However, a pang of hurt rings throughout the boys heart when he realizes you don’t remember him.

Quickly you make your way over to Vinnie’s bed and without wasting another second you extend your hand out for Hera to smell before petting her. Vinnie watches as you do so. You looked even more beautiful than when he first met you two years prior, if that was even possible. Although you looked slightly different due to the fact you graciously grew into your features Vinnie could tell your personality stayed the same as you continued to gravitate towards animals.

“What’s this cuties name?” You ask scratching under Hera’s chin, causing her to purr before you smile at Vinnie.

“Her name is Hera.”

You let out a gasp, “Did you know Hera was married to Zeus?” You say, recalling your past obsession of Greek Mythology. By now Nai was zoned out of your conversation and was scrolling on tiktok.

“Yea I actually named her after a girl that I met at Lake Chelan, who’s dog was named Zeus.” Vinnie says with a toothy smile on his face.

Your eyes widen and you look back over to the blond, your heart beating a mile a minute while you finally connected the dots.

“City boy?” You breathe out.

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nemeseos-noctua · 4 years ago

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Hey darlings! Can I request Xiao, Albedo and Diluc separately carrying reader around for a day because of a bet they lost? Love yall! <3

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: diluc, albedo, xiao (separate) x gn!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: not proofread

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: THIS TOOK SO LONG I’M SO SORRY ANON (i was busy and didnt feel like writing anything for like a month ☹ but im back and ill try and write more, esp since my school year ends in like a month and a half)

oh you could see so much

Diluc was so tall.... it was great

“is this what height feels like?”

despite you enjoying every second of it, the pyro typhoon was slowly suffering

HIS REPUTATION !! WHAT HAPPENS TO HIS REPUTATION ???

the answer is nothing (except that Donna is jealous and pissed)

“How much longer are we going to have to do this for?”

“The whole day, obviously! That was the bet!” you cheered, clearly enjoying where you were currently. His suffering for your enjoyment.

The red-haired man sighed and continued walking around, eventually drifting over to the giant tree in the middle of Windrise.

He stops next to the base of the oak tree, slightly lowering himself down. You weren’t exactly surprised that he could carry your weight, since he wields a giant claymore as a weapon, but you couldn’t feel not just the tiniest bit bad for him.

you guys were playing a guessing game as Diluc took a shift at Angel’s Share last night

“how much is venti gonna drink tonight”

you won, obviously

that damn bard drank at least 50,000 mora’s worth in dandelion wine

HE DOESNT EVEN PAY FOR IT IN MORA

and thats how you lose money in a business, children

You lowered yourself off of the man’s back, assuming that’s what he wanted.

“Hey, sorry about the bet...” you trail off, taking a seat on the grass and letting the wind graze your face.

“It’s fine. A bet is a bet.”

“Yeah but--” you stopped. There was absolutely no way that you would win this debate.

The pyro user looked at you after a few seconds of silence. You usually talked a lot more than this and strongly believed in sharing your thoughts, so what was stopping you now?

“You know what? Let’s just go to the winery and take a walk there together.” You begrudgingly got up from your spot from the cool grass and started to walk in the direction of the winery.

There were a few hurried steps coming from behind you, assumingly from Diluc, but you paid no mind to him. He probably just didn’t wanna leave you behind--

“Woah-- hey! Diluc, wh--”

“A bet is a bet.”

you found yourself on his shoulders this time

dude really ran up and lifted you onto his shoulders

like dipped under you

mans said “woOOP”

you would kill him but hes too hot for that 😉

You sighed.

A bet is a bet.

you were taller than the alchemist

not by much, but it was enough that it was wacky as hell

(i hc that Albedo isn’t super strong so he’s struggling even tho he’s a sword user-- tbh i thought that he was a catalyst at first lmao)

it’s so funny because Albedo is literally holding you like a baby being burped while doing some sort of experiment

“Stop kicking before I spill something on the both of us, (Y/N).”

“No.”

The blond sighed and continued to work on some kind of potion.

It was comforting to be in someone’s embrace again. How long’s it been? Years, maybe...

And soon enough, you fell asleep while the scholar cradled you in his arms.

i can assure you that he was FREAKING OUT

he was scared that he would wake you up if he put you down on the bed that the he occasionally would sleep on (he survives on caffeine)

but he needed to do this experiment

like... NEEDED to

“../N)..? (Y/N), wake up.” You whined in response, not really processing anything that was coming out of Albedo’s mouth. “You won’t be able to sleep later tonight if you continue with your nap.”

“..what time is it..?” you let out a large yawn and covered your mouth. Since you had just woken up, your brain had refused to function properly. And with that, it took you a while to realize that you were laying on a bed.

Albedo was still working on something (you weren’t sure what) but stopped to wake you up.

he’s cute

but he almost blew up

impressive how you didn’t wake up

“Only around sunset. Come, I’ll make dinner.”

the least i could say is that Xiao was not pleased.

HE WANTED TO COMPLAIN SO MUCH

but he didn’t wanna hurt your feelings 🥺

karmic debt was nothing compared to you feeling sad /j

karmic debt is horrible :( poor xiao

also being in crowded places was not fun for him

LANTERN RITE !! he did think that the xiao lanterns were cute

“Ooh, ooh, look! It’s a food stand,” you excited pointed out from on the yaksha’s back, “wanna get something? There might be almond tofu!”

“Only if there’s--”

“--almond tofu. Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s the only thing you can stomach. Mr. Dream Eater...”

That must’ve struck a chord in him. The “young” man kissed his teeth, showing a hostile attitude that he had never done to you.

“Just because I agreed to let you win doesn’t mean that I won’t go back on it.”

secretly he didn’t

he really enjoyed your company and hates everyone else

funny because he desires company and love but WHATEVER !

xiao loves you in some type of way

he adores you and all of your stupidity

and sometimes you mess up and it’s fine

it’s just a “mortal thing”

(he also makes mistakes but shh)

You remained silent until the two of you reached the food stand, filled with savoury smells and delicious aromatics. Though there was no almond tofu.

“You wanna try somewhere else? I don’t mind going to find a different spot.”

Xiao grumbled. Not like you were the one walking and exerting energy to get from one place to another.

“Fine.”

“Look... I promise this is gonna be the last place. If we don’t find any, we can go back to Wangshu Inn and ask Verr Goldet for some,” you reasoned.

The adeptus remained silent, but didn’t show any signs of displeasure. You took it as a yes.

“Wanmin restaurant has some, I think! It’s the best of the best in Liyue too.”

“This better be worth it.”

“Don’t worry, it will! I’ll even pay for it and everything!” He sighed, making his way toward the restaurant. Honestly, you didn’t wanna even get anything to eat. For the most part, it was just spoiling Xiao for once since he never went anywhere and only ate the almond tofu Verr Goldet made at the Inn.

I hope that you can be happy, at least for today.

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin #genshin impact #genshin scenarios #genshin imagines #genshin headcanons #xiao x reader #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact headcanons #albedo x reader #diluc x reader #genshin xiao #genshin albedo #genshin diluc #ririsann

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seacottons · 4 years ago

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—ateez as boyfriends [ domestic au ]

notes: swearing. suggestive dialogue. fluff. i blame a certain someone for this, not gonna say who. @kireiwoo

— hongjoong

very caring and attentive towards you

so much so, that even his friends have complained how it isn't fair he doesn't scold you like the way he does to them

he enjoys many activities with you, such as

helping him dye his hair an ungodly color every other month

he'll insist you try experimenting with your own tresses

but you only have the courage to dye the very ends of your strands

"i don't think i can pull off that color as well as you do," you'd say.

"that's a load of bull. you'll suit every hair color."

you'll just roll your eyes playfully at his biased behavior.

other activities include getting tiny matching tattoos together.

the tiny flower and butterfly on your wrists was most likely your favorite due to its simplicity in design and the meaning behind it as well.

spontaneous dates are his favorite.

behind closed doors, he loves to constantly shower you with pecks and smooches.

often gets teased by his friends from how whipped he is for you.

randomly books vacations for you two to relax and unwind every so often.

although he enjoys it, he is a big, tired baby when it comes to traveling

always wanting to lean his head against your shoulder

or cuddling you close for warmth due to the airport's air conditioners blasting frigid air.

has written many songs about you

and when he's finally ready, he'll not only ask you to listen to them, but to also spend the rest of your life with him and share his last name as well.

— seonghwa

constant pet names

"darling."

"the sun to my stars."

"the moon to my sun."

"love of my life."

you like to call him mars, mostly.

but he revels when you call him 'twinkle eyes' for some reason.

has a habit of pulling you into his lap.

you'll subconsciously play with the strands of his hair as he does so, him being too distracted bickering with his friends to realize sometimes.

will always give you pleading looks whenever wooyoung or san tease him.

sometimes, you walk in to find wooyoung settling onto your boyfriend's back while he greedily devours the bowl of popcorn entirely by himself.

or other times when both wooyoung and san constrict his limbs with their arms whenever you're near.

"y/n can't save you now, so cut the whining."

you'll only sigh and shake your head in amusement.

"what are you guys doing to my poor boyfriend?"

"he changed the movie we were watching without our permission!"

"because i have no damn clue what's going on, and harry potter is too confusing!"

coffee dates.

loves to sleep with you tucked against his chest.

always has an arm draped around your frame.

butterfly kisses on your neck.

soft touches against the small of your back and waist.

his favorite pastime with you would be stargazing.

"baby, look. it's me, mars-io," he'd say whilst pointing up to the large, bright star in the night sky.

when it's too cloudy outside, or when the weather isn't forgiving, he'll turn on the indoor star projector he bought so the two of you can stargaze in the comfort of your own bed.

— yunho

is the epitome of romantic.

is constantly smothering you in love and affection.

always has heart eyes and admiration in his eyes at whatever small task you do or say.

rant about an ancient dynasty?

heart eyes.

bombard him with useless information about a certain abandoned island.

heart eyes.

gush about the new cute bakery that recently opened up?

heart eyes.

if you had a money jar for every time he says 'i love you', you'd have enough money to buy a plane ticket or two.

always willing to drop everything to help you with whatever it is you need.

will wake up in the middle of the night when you text him to ask if he's awake or not.

willingly stays up to keep you company.

but sometimes, when he's too tired, he'll knock out accidentally and profusely apologize to you in the morning.

very supportive of your life choices.

hates seeing you cry because it makes him want to bawl his eyes out as well.

his hugs are bone-crushing.

but he is a gentle giant nonetheless.

likes to attempt to bake pastries with you.

half of the time, the goods either turn out undercooked or burnt.

"they have love in them, that's all that matters."

will always insist that you can rant to him about anything and everything.

you've never felt so valued in your life before meeting him.

is the most understanding human being you've ever gotten the pleasure of knowing.

"i wish we were vampires," he says one day.

you give him an amused look, lips outstretched into a smile, "why, silly?"

"so we can spend an eternity together."

— yeosang

his heart flutters when you notice the smallest things he does.

it makes him feel appreciated and acknowledged.

like when he changes up his hairstyle or earrings.

or when he wears a new sweater.

a big, big softie when it comes to you.

can and will want to spend all day in your arms on his days off.

quick witted and has a knack for noticing the tiniest detail.

very shy and awkward at first.

but when he gets more comfortable as time passes on, you won't be safe from his snarky little comments anymore.

will constantly bring up the thing you said or did months ago to prove a point.

"oh, you like this flavor? three months ago you told me it tasted like vomit."

"remember that time you woke up in a rush to get to work thinking you were late, only for me to drag you back inside because it was three in the fucking morning?"

you stop mid-chew and peer up from your plate of rice.

"your point, yeosang?"

"oh, nothing this time. i just wanted to tease you."

is the type to have a mid-life crisis when you can't decide on a restaurant.

"but i don't want to eat at the chicken place again," you'll whine.

"it's been thirty minutes, and you still haven't decided what you want!"

"you're rushing me!"

"y/n! just pick!"

loves to cuddle with you, especially in the colder months.

wraps a blanket around your frame and tugs you in closer against his chest.

pretends not to understand your jokes just to spite and tease you.

loves when you cling onto him.

his favorite pastime with you would be just walking around together at night and trying out different types of street food.

or even visiting any of the local beaches for a relaxing walk together.

— san

persistently keen about whenever you feel upset or down.

he reads you better than any open book.

sometimes, it scares you, but you appreciate how he's always so eagle-eyed about your behavior.

loves to hug your head.

you allow wooyoung to crash some of your dates with san sometimes.

other times, san will whine and tell him to go find his own date.

"if y/n accepted you as a boyfriend, then you should've disclosed that i'm part of the deal as well. buy one get one free."

"as what exactly?"

"the hot, clingy best friend."

will take numerous duck-faced selfies of himself because you think they're cute.

often times, he'll ask you to mirror his expression, only for him to press his lips against yours a second before his phone snaps the picture.

likes when you kiss his dimple.

"y/n! it looks like a crater from the amount of times you've kissed it."

he likes to tease you.

a lot.

touchy.

very touchy.

always has an arm around you.

rests his chin against your shoulders.

playfully smacks your rear when you're sassy with him.

or leans in to hold your jaw whilst whispering teasing words into your ear that has you becoming docile and bothered in mere seconds.

has you wrapped around his finger as much as you have him wrapped around your own.

likes to have weekly picnics with you at the park and admires all the dogs running about.

"i should bring byeol next week. maybe she'll like to play fetch too."

"i don't think that's a good idea.."

you often find him fast asleep holding onto a plushie for dear life whenever you're away.

you'll pull it away from his arms, causing him to stir awake groggily.

he'll stare in confusion as you throw the plushie aside, before pulling you in tighter as you wriggle into his arms.

"you're softer than shiber," he'll mumble sleepily against the crown of your head.

— mingi

mingi is sometimes self-conscious around the public eye and others, but when it comes to you, those layers of fear and insecurity get stripped away instantly.

doesn't mind being vulnerable with you.

he craves affection, adores it even, but is insecure about not being able to return it well enough for his liking.

likes when you give him attention.

easily gets jealous when someone else grabs your interest.

reassuring him 24/7.

"yes, mingi. you're the love of my life."

kissing his pouting lips for good measure.

the smallest of gestures has him a blushing mess.

even holding hands in public.

when he's not being a sentimental sap, he'll like teasing you lovingly.

"wow, you have this many photos of me in your phone?"

you'll scrutinize him in confusion.

"are you that obsessed with me, y/n?"

"mingi! you told me to take half of those photos of you!"

"oh, right. i forgot."

a silence weighs down onto the two of you.

"but would you have taken them if i never asked you to?"

constantly laughs about the things you say, although you don't think you're that funny.

always seeks your approval subconsciously.

will always shield you from the rain, playfully yelling at the droplets sometimes.

"you can't make y/n wet! only i can!"

"mingi! we are in public!"

wanted to go strawberry picking because he saw a celebrity try it out on instagram live.

accidentally steps on many berries though.

"it's okay, they'll just make another plant. i did them a favor."

brags about you like no tomorrow.

even for the tiniest, minuscule thing.

"oh, i've already tried the brand of ice cream. y/n always buys that for me."

"i don't need to pay all this money for a measly slice of cake. y/n's cakes are much better."

"no, wooyoung. i'm not jealous of your new shoes." he'll lightly pinch the boy's side, "y/n and i have already bought ourselves matching pairs."

"you two are so fucking cheesy, it hurts."

when he's not bragging about you, he's boasting about himself.

but if that's what helps him raise his confidence levels up, you'll gladly sit down hours on end listening to how he has more 'swag' and 'charisma' than all of his older friends combined.

— wooyoung

teases you like his life depends on it.

says you can't get enough of him, when in reality it's the other way around.

but you let him believe whatever he wants.

but deep down he just really gets satisfied with himself if he raises your mood and makes you smile.

especially when you're not having a great day.

uses way too many emojis when texting you.

"wooyoung, why am i saved as as 'clingy bug' on your contacts?"

he'll squawk indignantly and laugh awkwardly for a second.

"who told you this lie!?"

"seonghwa?"

always wants to show off your love in front of his friends.

"no, i don't want my early birthday gift now. wait until the others show up, and do it front of them."

"but why?"

"so everyone can see how much you love me. can you also cry for good measure?"

"absolutely not."

he enjoys the dates you have in his apartment the most.

the ones where he cooks for you and asks for your help, only for him to pester you about over-seasoning or undersalting something.

"okay, fine! we'll just order take out if it tastes that bad," you pout, flinging a small piece of onion on his face.

his head instantly snaps back to eye you judgingly, fist gripping the poor spatula.

"over my dead body."

"so, y/n. how does my plating look?"

"it's beautiful, wooyoung. you've outdone y-"

"what else is beautiful?" he demands, face leaning over the table to give you a knowing grin.

you shove a piece of meat and rice into his mouth, shrugging nonchalantly.

"me."

he deflates at your answer, spluttering pieces of rice onto your face.

"jung wooyoung, you slob!"

— jongho

is the type of boyfriend to stop you in the middle of the road to tie your shoe for you.

very charming and goofy in his own way.

takes pride in himself and his abilities to cater to your every whim and need.

even when you don't ask for his help.

aggressively opens jars for you when you struggle to pry them open.

"no one messes with my y/n."

"you're fussing at a jar of pickled radish, baby."

the type to cling close to you in public in fear of any of the bicyclists or pedestrians bumping into you and harming you in any way.

sometimes acts like you're made of glass.

while it's endearing occasionally, it is a bit suffocating at other times.

doesn't believe you when you say you're tough and don't need protection.

very selfless and willing to help you with anything you need.

never one to shy away from social gatherings with his friends, always pulling you along with him despite you being shy and clingy most of the night.

also a big tease.

when you help him hold down his legs for sit ups, he asks for a smooch.

pulls away from you when you try to kiss him.

and will laugh at your pouting face as he urges you to try once more.

"stop moving, i just want to kiss you!"

after numerous tries, he finally allows you ( you truly think you over-powered him though ) to kiss his cheeks or lips.

he then proceeds to squawk loudly in retaliation and playful disgust.

although he loves teasing you, when the game is flipped the other way, he'll be a shy mess of embarrassment.

"i don't mumble your name in my sleep."

"you always do, silly."

tucked underneath his macho exterior, you know he's prone to criticism and takes it to heart much more than he likes to show and admit.

so, whenever you get the chance, you always fulfill his need to be appreciated, loved, and taken care of.

is utterly and extremely protective of you.

"who just whistled at you?" he grumbles, "i'll break their jaw like an apple, you know i will."

#ateez headcanons #ateez x reader #ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez fluff #hongjoong x reader #seonghwa x reader #yunho x reader #yeosang x reader #choi san x reader #mingi x reader #wooyoung x reader #jongho x reader

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myherowritings · 4 years ago

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of gold stars and lotus crisps

SUMMARY. You didn’t always get along with your roommate. But with his disarming charm and genuine kindness, you soon found yourself taking a liking to Zhongli and all the little gifts he got for you.

PAIRING. zhongli x reader

WORD COUNT. 3.0k

GENRE. roommate au, modern au, fluff

A/N. i’m in love with zhongli, did u know? 😳 anyway i think i had way too much fun writing this ahdjksd so pls enjoy 🥺💓 xx sof

Your roommate wasn’t particularly airheaded, you wouldn’t say. But he did seem to either forget or not care for the mundane, everyday things in life.

Mundane, everyday things such as closing the door as he entered, turning the faucet off after washing dishes, bringing his wallet with him when he went shopping, eating enough meals throughout the day needed to properly sustain his health...

Honestly, you had to wonder how on earth he’s kept himself alive all these years. It wouldn’t surprise you if he was pampered and spoiled rotten all his life. (Though, after getting to know him, you started to realize he did nothing out of malintent and he wasn’t actually a spoiled brat.)

Still, it was annoying at first—you couldn’t lie.

Those weren’t characteristics you wanted in a roommate, but with how high rent was these days, it wasn’t like you had much of a choice. You’d rather split rent with someone who seemed fairly harmless, albeit a bit of a handful, than go house-hunting all over again.

In the beginning, it was a chore. Constantly closing the door after him or reminding him to lock it himself, paying attention to the running water in case he left the faucet open and accidentally flooded the place, cooking extra for breakfast so he could have something to eat instead of just skipping the meal— It was a lot to deal with at first.

But he was receptive to communication. After you sat down with him one night and genuinely told him about the things that bothered you, Zhongli tried to be more mindful of his surroundings and checked the sink before leaving the kitchen. He brought his keys with him and closed the door. And he even remembered to bring his wallet whenever the two of you went out to eat together! That was a feat in itself, you had to say.

One thing he never quite got the hang of, however, was not skipping meals due to sheer forgetfulness.

“Did you eat breakfast yet?” you would ask.

He would pause, putting his book or whatever else was capturing his attention at the time down. “Breakfast… I’m afraid I can’t remember if it was yesterday or the day before when I last ate it.”

And that simply wouldn’t do.

You found yourself waking up a little earlier before Zhongli had to go to work and cooking a little more than usual in order to ensure he had something to eat. Breakfast was the most important meal of the day, after all! You couldn’t just let your roommate (and friend) miss the best meal.

It became more and more frequent for the two of you to eat breakfast together to start your day, bonding as you passed a pitcher of orange juice and shared smiles as the sun shined through the glass windows.

Mornings became a million times more pleasant with him around.

And it wasn’t as if your friendship was purely one-sided, with you giving more than you were getting. In his own ways, Zhongli would express his gratitude and liking towards you.

Most days, he’d come home from work or from hanging out with his friends with a gift in his hands. Whether it be a shiny figurine from an anime you liked or an obscure snow globe with indecipherable writings on it, he would offer it to you with a wide-eyed look on his face, as if he was deliberately gauging your reaction.

“Y/N, would you care for this gift? It reminded me of you and I thought you would like it.”

Or—

“You said you were a fan of this show, correct? I’m not sure who the character on this sweatshirt is, but it seems to suit you.”

Soon, you found all of Zhongli’s gifts to you taking up a whole corner in your room, from the clothes in the dresser to the trinkets resting on the shelves atop. You couldn’t help but smile fondly whenever you glanced at it.

The routine became second nature, with you cooking meals for him and eating breakfast and sometimes even dinner together, him giving you random gifts and treating you out (when he remembered to bring his wallet, of course). The two of you seemed to settle into a nice, content rhythm. That was, until the past few days when you started feeling an odd flutter in your stomach and an unfamiliar race of your heart in Zhongli’s presence.

You didn’t sense those physiological changes when you were around him before… Why was it happening now?

After hours of thinking, you came to the conclusion that these symptoms could only be one of two things: Either you randomly caught the case of a stomach bug, or you developed a crush on your roommate.

You couldn’t say which would be worse.

And to add insult to injury, you were having this sudden revelation only minutes before Zhongli’s arrival back home. He was out for the weekend and would be here for dinnertime.

You decided to make a meal of Bamboo Shoot Soup with Lotus Flower Crisps for dessert— Something a little fancier than usual and something you knew he liked, and for some reason, you felt nervous at the thought of him tasting your cooking this time. It was often the case you cooked for yourself and made enough for him to have some servings, but today, you wanted to make things he enjoyed in hopes of having him be pleased by the effort you put in.

Sure, he would’ve appreciated a sloppily put together Adventurer’s Breakfast Sandwich, but an annoying part of you couldn’t help but seek praise from your crush for a dish you put your heart into.

Soon enough, you heard the familiar jingling of keys and unlocking of the door as Zhongli stepped inside, slipping his shoes off and removing his overcoat. From the corner of your eye, you saw him pull out a small box from the inner pocket of his coat and slip it into the pocket of his slacks.

“Hi, Zhongli! Welcome home,” you greeted from the kitchen as you shut the stove off. “You came just in time for me to finish making dinner.”

Home. Was calling your shared space ‘home’ strange? It seemed oddly domestic and you felt your heartbeat pick up speed. It felt right to call it home, and that made you nervous.

“It smells delectable,” said Zhongli with a smile, rolling his sleeves up his forearms before he washed his hands in the sink. While he dried off, he watched as you scooped the contents of the pot into two bowls. “The bamboo looks perfectly cooked and the pork seems tender and succulent. It’s lovely; thank you for taking the time to cook it, Y/N.”

You felt heat flood your cheeks at his flood of praises, puffing your chest up ever so slightly. “Well, maybe you should taste it first before you shower me in compliments— What if it’s not as good as it looks?”

“Having knowledge of your culinary skills from past experiences, I believe it’s unlikely for this meal to be anything less than delicious.” He helped you carry the bowls and utensils to the dining room table, sitting down in front of you with a fond look on his face.“After all, you made it.”

Stuffing your mouth full of bamboo shoots to prevent a dopey look from spreading and inevitably outing your newfound crush on him, you mumbled a quick, “Thanks.”

He nodded, promptly settling into a comfortable silence as he enjoyed every bite of the soup. Like usual, the meal was on the quieter side, save for his occasional compliments and hums of satisfaction as he ate your cooking.

“Somehow, you manage to outdo yourself each time,” he commended as he finished his bowl, carefully folding his napkin in a neat square after dabbing it across his mouth. “Thank you for the meal and company, Y/N.”

“Of course. I always enjoy having dinner with you.”

“Maybe tomorrow, you would allow me to take you out for dinner at Xinyue Kiosk? You recently expressed an interest in having Yue cuisine so I managed to talk to the owner and secure a reservation.”

Your eyes widened. Xinyue Kiosk was known for having a waitlist that was over three-months long— Travellers from overseas waited years just to get a taste of their Fullmoon Egg and Golden Crab.

Just a few days ago, you told Zhongli you were craving some Crystal Shrimp from the restaurant and, while he wasn’t fond of seafood, he promised he’d take you to get some soon. Now, you knew he had some pretty powerful connections through his line of work, but you didn’t know it was strong enough to wiggle his way past a three-month waitlist.

Did he sell his left kidney for a spot? you wondered, only half-joking.

“Xinyue Kiosk? Tomorrow?” you repeated, wanting to make sure your ears weren’t deceiving you.

“Yes, tomorrow.” He hesitated, an unfamiliar flash of uncertainty crossing his features. “Unless, of course, you are unable to accompany me or do not wish to do so— I apologize if I have made any rash assumptions—”

“No, no! That’s not it at all! I’d love to go with you! I was just surprised you got a reservation on such short notice,” you said hurriedly, shaking your head. “But maybe I shouldn’t be too shocked; you are amazing after all.”

“You flatter me. I simply called in on a favor once I found out you wanted to dine on some Yue cuisine,” he brushed off nonchalantly. “It’s the least I could do for you.”

“The least you could do for me is take me on a fancy date to the most exclusive restaurant in Liyue Harbor, hmm?” you teased. “Is this a grand gesture of your affection towards me?”

“Yes.”

His answer was so straightforward and brief, you almost didn’t catch it. “P-pardon?”

Zhongli smiled but didn’t say a word in response.

Was he just joking around and teasing you back? Your stomach churned in excitement but you didn’t want to get your hopes up. You tried to shake off your nerves.

There was a beat of silence.

“I made some Lotus Flower Crisps for us—!” “Would you care for a gift I got you—?”

The two of you blurted out your sentences at the same time, trying to patch the lapse of quiet from settling in.

“Apologies,” said Zhongli, tilting his head to the side. “What were you saying again?”

“Oh, no, it’s fine! You can go first!”

He studied you closely but eventually relented. “If you’re sure.” Zhongli stood up to gingerly pull a mint-colored box out of his pocket, walking around the table until he was next to you. “I was only saying I stopped by the jewelers on the way home from work and picked this up for you.”

A silly smile spread across your face as you accepted the box into your hands. The jewelry box itself felt durable and luxe, and you opened it up to see cushions of velvet holding a delicate-looking necklace in place. The chain was gold and shiny and there was a small star pendant in the center.

“Stars are bright and brilliant and never fail to light up the darkness. Such a necklace seemed only fitting for the likes of you.”

Your stomach felt like dolphins were flipping and doing tricks inside. Comparing someone to a star didn’t seem like a ‘just roommates’ thing to do, but you’d rather not assume anything only to be let down. So instead, you just grinned. “It’s beautiful— I love it so much, Zhongli! Thank you.”

“I’m glad it’s to your liking. Do you need any assistance putting it on?”

“I’d appreciate that very much,” you said with a nod, watching as his nimble fingers removed the chain from the velvet cushion and gently draped it around you.

The cool metal brushed against your warm skin, startling you enough that you almost jumped up in your seat. But that feeling of shock didn’t compare to the sparks that came when Zhongli rested his palm against the nape of your neck, taking his time to secure the gold clasp.

“It’s 24 karat gold which means the pendant, though small, may be more malleable than jewelry made of alloyed gold. If you wish to engage in more strenuous physical activities it may be best to take it off then to keep the piece in best condition. Only if that’s to your interest, of course. It’s yours and you may do with it whatever you please.” He removed his fingers from the back of your neck and you felt disappointed at the loss of warmth. “All that to say… I hope you like it.”

Zhongli seemed to have a shy look on his face, a stark contrast from his usually confident and self-assured features. As if he didn’t look cute enough already, you internally swooned.

“Are you kidding? I love it!” You threw your arms over his shoulders, overjoyed at your new gift. A pure, 24 karat gold piece wasn’t something that sounded inexpensive, and you’d be sure to treasure it for as long as you could. “Thank you so, so much, Zhongli.”

“You’re more than welcome.” He looked happy that you were happy, smiling as he admired the delicate chain of jewelry around your neck. “It looks stunning on you.”

You glowed at his flattery, but attempted to play it off with a small shrug. “Only because you have good taste.”

“What use is good taste if not to complement the recipient of the present?” said Zhongli, taking a seat back down on the chair across from you. “Now, what were you saying earlier?”

There was a moment of confusion before you remembered the dessert you made for him cooling on the counter.

“Oh, right!” You stood up in excitement, bouncing over to the kitchen to pull out a tray of Lotus Flower Crisps. “I made these for you,” you said nervously, placing the sweets in the center of the dining table. “It’s probably not as good of a gift as the necklace you got but—”

“It’s better,” he said with certainty.

You blinked. “Better?”

“Yes. After all, you made it.” His voice was confident and his smile was firm as he looked fondly at you. “A gift that requires time and effort to create is the best one a person could receive.” He admired the blooming fried pastry, gently touching the part that was meant to resemble a petal. “Maybe I can make you a gift instead of buying it one day as well.”

“I’d appreciate anything from you,” you said plainly. “If you came home with a half-off candybar, I’d love it nonetheless.”

Zhongli chuckled, taking a bite of a Lotus Flower Crisp. “You’re very generous. That’s just one thing I like about you.”

You grew bashful. Just one? Then what were the other things?

“This tastes absolutely delicious, by the way,” he said, the last piece of his pastry disappearing between his lips, the pink tip of his tongue poking out to sweep a loose crumb off the corner of his mouth. “Thank you for making this, Y/N.”

Forcibly tearing your gaze away from his lips, you took a drink of water to clear your dry throat. “You’re welcome. I’m happy you think so. I was worried the taste wouldn’t be to your liking.”

“No need to worry then, I trust in your culinary skills completely.”

You shared a smile as you ate the pastry in contentment. The sweet crispness of the pink flower felt light in your stomach, the perfect dessert to complement the mood.

Once the two of you were stuffed full, you couldn’t help but let your mind wander to your conversation at the beginning of the night.

“So…” you trailed off, promptly gathering Zhongli’s full attention. “Earlier, when I asked if dinner at Xinyue Kiosk would be a date and a way for you to show your affection and you said yes… You weren’t joking around?”

“I wouldn’t jest about such a thing,” he stated. “Besides, I was talking to Aether about you and he said we were practically dating already. I wasn’t too sure what he meant at first, but apparently it’s not commonplace for roommates to give each other gifts and spend meals together like this.”

You flushed, having the decency to look sheepish. “Well, I guess he’s right about that. Not that it really matters what’s common or not as long as we both enjoy it,” you said assuredly despite your fluttering heart. You found your hand gravitating towards the small star pendant around your neck. You held it between your thumb and forefinger, finding both comfort and courage in the smooth metal. “Still… I wouldn’t be opposed to the idea of dating.”

He smiled when he noticed you holding onto the gift he got for you. “I agree. With you as a partner, the prospect of dating doesn’t sound particularly tedious. Perhaps a nice dinner out would be a good starting point into something more… Official, I believe is the word Aether used?”

Official. You quite liked the sound of that. “I’d love that. A real, official date sounds nice,” you said with a grin, removing your hands from your necklace only to place it over his, clasping them gently. “Anything to spend more time with you.”

Zhongli gave you a gentle squeeze back. “It’s a date then. And I’m rather looking forward to it.”

Fondly, you wondered how your roommate who you once could barely even stand turned into someone so important to you. You went from two objects repelling each other in space, to a binary star system, gravitational bound together.

“I’m looking forward to it too.”

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thevirgodoll · 2 years ago

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I 22f have been with my boyfriend 25m for two years now. We moved in together in January of this year. At the time I had been working two jobs for the last year and a half 6 am to 12am doubles. I was pretty burnt out but saving so much money. Also at the time my boyfriend was working a job that paid 1200$ a week. Before moving in and for a month after We lived a baller lifestyle, he won me over because he had a cool car and took me out and showed me off and brought me flowers and coffee to work and just wanted me around all the time. On my own I was able to lead a pretty good independent lifestyle, shopping and shows and vacations and helping my mom with bills. Eventually He wanted to "take care of me" and even offered to let me use both his credit cards for school related bills (I'm a college student). In January I had quit my morning job for school but was still working nights.It's worth mentioning that I had a pretty decent savings account and enough money in the bank to pay bills for a few months and a 750 credit scorewith paid off credit cards. While I was working nights, he would constantly belittle me when I had a rough night and say things like "if you quit your job and let me take care of you it would be better for both of us" "you should just let me take care of you, I'll give you more money than you'll make" and "that job is so bad for you. It makes you angry and it's causing us to argue".

In February, I got fired and I took it as a sign from the universe to chill out and focus on school that semester. Thus allowing my boyfriend to take care of me. We had an agreement that the whole time he was taking care of me I would do all the household chores, laundry, cooked dinner, went grocery shopping and all around kept a clean and pretty house for us and went to school every day and did homework late every night. Towards the middle of the semester, due to personal reasons he lost his job. This led to him maxing out both his credit cards and both of my credit cards and basically forcing me to drain my whole account for bills. We had gone from a baller lifestyle to barely making rent each month real quick. He's never had a saving account and the last time I made him put money in his savings, he blew every penny on a shit box car and sold it. In April he crashed his brand new 1000$/ month car and used the insurance money to pay bills leaving him with a 1k payment every month that he can't afford. From April-June he didn't look for a job and would yell at me when I tried to get him even out of bed. I attempted during March-June toget a new job to help with bills and also because my bank account was getting dangerously low and he basically told me I couldn't work at a club or a bar and he didn't want me serving and I definitely couldn't do an onlyfans unless I was giving him 60% of the money. He also only wanted me to doordash or Uber eats instead of a proper job. This left me fucked because I've only ever served and bartended and I hate retail. (With GOOD reason) I have health care experience but I didn't want to go back into medical because of COVID. Every time i would bring up me getting a job or wanting to work somewhere he would essentially get extremely angry and would bully me about serving being for losers, and that he didn't want to see me in a bar or club environment, and if he didn't like somewhere (ie Twin Peaks which I tried hard for) then he would constantly talk down on the place and question why I would want to work there.

He also would say that "if I got a job we would never see each other" and that me "constantly trying to work and get a job was pointless and wasn't going to last bc I would just get fired" and "everytime you talk about getting a job we fight, you make us fight" Finally he got a new job and I settled to working just weekends at a restaurant/bar down the street from my house. I'm making less money than I need to pay bills, and he never has a positive bank account (constantly in the negative) and he continues spending up to -1.5k when his account is over drawn. As of September have no more money out of the 10k I had at the beginning of the year, my credit cards are maxed out and I have a 640 credit score. It's so hard not to resent him for his financial irresponsibility but when he refers to me as his "own personal bail out fund" to my face and constantly makes me feel like an atm I really do resent him. He also will get angry, cold shoulder me and tell me that "I should give him money because if I don't I'm refusing to help us" and I'm an "asshole who is so weird about talking about money and never going to make anymore". He makes jokes about me leaving him for a rich guy but never fails to follow with "I may be broke but any other guy will never be me. He'll be abusive and shitty and degrade you and you'll just be miserable in any other relationship. Our lease is up in December and I love him, I don't want to leave him over money because our relationship is perfect otherwise but this feels like a hard dealbreaker that I can't afford.

Girl........my God.......I actually don't have a lengthy post with bullet points or anything for this one. You answered your own question...it's a dealbreaker and he's ruining everything you ever had or could have. I know it's hard to leave abusive relationships from personal experience but when it comes to your future and well being that's when enough has to be enough. Do you want to live the rest of your life with someone who can't even give you basic respect nor agency? I mean be fr. If you had to type all of this to me, you already know the answer. You wouldn't just be leaving him over money, you'd be leaving him over a violation of the relationship and a violation of self. Multiple violations at that. You already know what to do and I need you to make a game plan of how to do it immediately because this will only get worse.

#i am genuinely praying for you because this is absolutely reprehensible and he will def get his karma

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lubdubsworld · 3 years ago

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Take all of my Firsts.

Genre : awkward humans in love. A lot of first times done wrong? Or possibly done just right.

Rating : 21+

Warnings : Its written by me. Thats all the warning you’re gonna get. also Jungkook here is a whole cutie i’m in love.

Summary : After getting fired and blacklisted for refusing to sleep with her boss, 26 year old Hana is kind of desperate for a job. So much so, she applies to be the secretary of the painfully awkward, absolutely anti-social Jeon Jungkook, the bumbling CEO of a brand new start up company.

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1. First Date. (1/?)

“ This is blue.” Jeon Jungkook's impressively large figure filled the entryway to my tiny cubicle, shoulders brushing the two wooden frames on either side of him and when he carefully stepped into the workspace, the rickety old boards beneath our feet creaked ominously.

Both of us paused, waiting to see if today would be the day the dilapidated warehouse finally gave up on us, plunging us twenty feet down into the basement.

When after a second, Jungkook still stood tall, very much not falling to his untimely demise in an explosion of broken floorboards and rubble, I finally exhaled in relief and looked at what he was showing me.

I blinked, staring at the pen in his hand. It looked pretty ordinary by all standards, nothing remarkable. But the way Jungkook was staring at it, implied that it had done some sort of very personal affront to his person.

“Uh..yes?” I wasn’t entirely sure where he was going with this whole thing.

“There are three blue pens in my draw. I only require two on any day. One that i use and another as a spare in case the first one fails in some way. This is not required.” He intoned gently.

I could feel the urge to scream, slowly build.

“Right... of course. Very carefully analyzed and concluded, sir. I just don’t know...” why on earth are you telling me this?

“My draw is cluttered by this pen. A second spent picking and dropping this around is a second of my time wasted, Hana. And you know how I feel about wasted time and its effect on our productivity.”

And you know how I feel about this moldy ass warehouse office that you insist we use because its free and you don’t have to pay rent, there’s insects here that are probably extinct in the outside world, not to mention there's a very suspicious looking algae growing on the underside of my table and I don’t wanna know if its going to mutate and eat me whole, but you don’t really care about any of that , do you, you murderously oblivious pinhead ??

“ Hana! Are you listening to me?” Jungkook’s voice snapped me out of own head and i smiled weakly, carefully plucking the open out of his hand.

“I’ll get rid of it , sir.” I said dutifully, getting up to drop the pen on a side table and the floor boards creaked again, louder . I froze, staring down at the small cracks in the floor, offering me a glimpse of the dusty basement underneath us.

Please God, don’t let me die in this hellhole.

“Get rid of it?” Jungkook looked very serious, his handsome face scrunched in displeasure and I wondered yet again why I was still here.

And yet i felt the familiar curl of reluctant affection as well. I had only been working for him for a little over two and a half months and i already felt a desperate need to save him from the world and himself.

Mostly himself.

“Uh..no?” I asked confusedly and he sighed deeply.

“That would be an awful waste. The pen should merely be stored away for future use, hopefully somewhere other than my draw. I hate clutter.”

Right. Right of course. I tried to smile soothingly.

“ I understand your sentiments perfectly, Mr. Jeon. i take full responsibility for not ...de-cluttering your draw this morning.” because i was too busy adjusting our budget for the month, setting up seven interviews with potential employees and seventeen other meetings with clients and investors. But who cares about that right? When there’s a whole extra pen that needs to be taken care of.

“ Excellent. Also, the dinner with Kim Sera? Could you tell her that I am not available for coitus?”

I choked on my own saliva, coughing in disbelief.

“Are you dying? Do you wish me to call the ambulance?” He frowned and i spluttered, shaking my head.

“No.. i... No. Just... Sera... You. I... What?” I choked out.

He rolled his eyes.

“I said, Could you tell Ms. Kim that I am not available for coi-”

“I HEARD YOU.” I shouted and he jumped a bit. “ I.. I heard you, sir. But ...just... She merely asked you out to dinner? She’s a potential client and-”

“I only meet potential clients here in my office. I only get asked to dinner, in order to have coi-”

“SEX!!” I shouted in desperation. I couldn’t quite wrap my mind around Jungkook saying coitus. it was warping my insides and making my gut clench, intestines twisting like little snakes.

“Excuse me?” He tilted his head in confusion and I felt my heart ache, completely at odds with the throbbing headache he was giving me, pulse racing at how ridiculously cute he looked, considering he was a grown man of twenty five. A whole three months older than me and yet it felt like i was babysitting him all the damn time.

“Please just say sex. its what every one says... coitus is just-” i felt slightly nauseous.

Jungkook frowned deeply.

“Sex can hold different meanings. Like gender , for example. I merely wish to avoid confusion. when i say coitus I’m talking about the physical act of a penis-”

I brought my palm down on the table with enough force to scatter the papers and send the stationery flying . Jungkook jumped a little.

“I feel-” i shuddered, “ this conversation is getting derailed, a bit Sir.. Lets just talk about why you think, Ms Kim wants to have sex with you.”

Jungkook opened his mouth to argue and i groaned.

“Coitus.” i choked out quickly. “ Why do you think Ms. Kim wants to have coitus with you?”

Jungkook shrugged.

“Its what I get asked out for.”

I blinked.

“You... Dinner is ... It doesn't always have to be for sex, Sir. People go out to dinner to talk to each other all the time.” I protested.

Jungkook frowned.

“Really? People don’t like when I talk.” He stared down at his feet.

I felt that familiar fist around my heart again.

“I... “

“Its alright, Hana. I understand I’m peculiar and i make people comfortable. So they often just want me to eat in silence and take then back to my apartment.” He shrugged. “ It was wrong of me to assume that that is how all humans behave. I still don’t think Ms. Kim would want to have dinner with me. Even if she did, I may ruin our chances. I’m not.. I’m not good with people.”

I stared at him.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” I blurted out, before I could think it through.” Sir.”

Jungkook looked up, frowning.

“What?”

“A dinner date sir. You and I, tonight. I’ll reschedule your meeting with Ms. Kim to tomorrow night. I’ll show you how dinner dates go. And you can be ... well... you can feel more comfortable when you meet her.”

Jungkook considered.

“That is an excellent idea. You will take me out on a date and teach me what to say and do.”

I smiled, nodding.

“And there will be no coitus.”

That word had definitely grown on me.

“No sir. No coitus.” I fought the urge to grin.

“It would be my first date then. A proper date.” He looked excited.

And then he frowned.

“What must I wear?” He asked confusedly.

“Oh something casual should be fine?”

“Casual....you mean like my beige suit? i admit I haven;’t work it in years because its a bit too frivolous but I can make an exception. You’re a bit ...” He paused,” wild yourself.”

Not sure what he meant by wild, i merely shook my head.

“No suits sir. Just some shirt and slacks should be fine.”

Jungkook frowned again.

“That sounds incredibly scandalous. Are you sure you don’t wish to have coitus?” He asked eyes narrowed in suspicion.

This time the laugh escaped against my will.

“Your virtue is safe with me sir.” I said with a straight face and he sighed.

“Well, then. I shall meet you at the same restaurant where I was to meet her? At 8.00?”

I hesitated.

“Sure. Unless you’d like the full date experience?”

Jungkook leaned forward, clearly intrigued.

“What is that?”

“If you meet me at the subway station near your apartment at six, i’ll show you.” I grinned, “ Sir.”

Jungkook nodded enthusiastically.

“Excellent. I’ll do that Hana.” He smiled and then glanced at the pen , smiling.

“I’ll keep it safe , Sir. Don’t worry about it.”

I watched him walk out of the cubicle, heart racing. i willed myself not to stare at the broad back and narrow waist.

If you develop a crush on him, there is no doubt that you are the weakest link in human history. The reason humanity will die out will be because of your lack of sense, Hana, because even stupidity should have its limits.

( TO BE CONTINUED)

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AUTHOR’S NOTE : So, this is the drabble i was talking about. And i am terrible at fluff so give me ideas for their first date :’(

#jungkook fluff #ungkook fics #jungkook smut #bts fics #ceo jungkook #jungkook fics #bts smut #bts fanfic #jungkook fanfic

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bts-hyperfixation · 4 years ago

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Soulmates

JJK X Reader soulmate AU

Warnings: Minor character death(car crash, only mentioned nothing graphic), Drinking

I don’t know if this is what you (the requester) were going for? this is somehow where I ended up

Everyone in this world has a soulmate. Someone that is meant to complete them and make them feel whole.

Your other half can be identified by the matching birthmark hidden somewhere on their body. There are also a lot of people whose marks are so close to matching that it almost feels like the real thing… almost. Sadly, many don’t ever get to experience the love of their true soulmate, so they settle for the closest they can get.

Jungkook was convinced he was one of the lucky few. Looking at her made his heart feel like it was going to burst. Every time he saw her the world got brighter, the birds started singing a little louder, and his stress nearly melted away entirely … nearly. But at 17 no one is going to pay attention to nearly.

Their birthmark’s matched so closely, each sporting a small puzzle piece on opposite wrists. You wouldn’t even bat an eyelid at the loved-up pair as they walked together hand in hand. And he loved her so completely, and her him, that they never thought to question it. Madly in love until the day she died.

Jungkook spent weeks almost comatose when the news of her car crash reached him. Couldn’t move, eat, sleep. To lose your soulmate so young was said to be a fate worse than never finding them at all. Even after coming through the other side people could tell he wasn’t the same carefree young boy he had been, most likely never would be again. His eyes’ looked far older than his years now, his soft features much more angular.

Three months after her death he resolve to never fall in love again, happy in the knowledge that he got to know her even for such a short amount of time.

….

You met Jungkook at a party. Someone from Uni decided that 24 was the right age for a big birthday bash. They hired out an entire club and set up a series of activities for people to enjoy. A mechanical ball on the main floor, a ball pit to the side, a BBQ in the smoking area, and a bouncy castle in the downstairs 90’s themed area. It really was an amazing event. You however spent most of your time watching the quiet Korean boy in the corner, every time his eyes met yours you felt compelled to move to him, talk to him, dance with him, anything that would get his attention on you. At the time you put it down to the alcohol. It took you exactly 3 and a half drinks to pick up the courage and interrupt his current conversation.

He was very sweet, really sweet considering he clearly didn’t want to be talking to you. It was evident in the way his eyes shifted and the nervous playing with his sleeves, still you persevered. Something about him wouldn’t let you give up, not yet at least. Your saving grace came when your favourite band came blaring over the speakers. “PRETTYMUCH” aren’t an underrated band per say but it’s difficult to find someone who knows them in your circle, so when Jungkook’s face lit up at the same time as yours you knew you had your in. So with the Phases remix blaring through the club you took your opportunity.

“I love this song!” You took his hand and pulled him on to the dance floor before you really realised that’s what you are doing. To start with he was frozen, a little shocked by your boldness, but as you gave it your all he joined in, loosening up for the first time that entire night. After that it was a lot easier to talk to him, you actually went into the smoking area to talk more about shared music interests.

After you went to get a drink you got caught up with some others and he came to find you. It felt like an electric shock when he’d grabbed your hand to get your attention, but there were a lot of balloons around so that would explain the residual electricity. By the time the party was over, and the club was closing, you didn’t want to leave him, not just now but ever. You found yourselves wandering around aimlessly, talking about nothing until the sun came up. Looking back it was then you decided Jungkook was it for you. You had never really believed in the soulmate tradition until you met him.

Weeks go by of you texting back and forth. You found out the reason he was so into music was because he was a musician himself, he even promised to perform for you sometime. A lot of promises were made in those messages.

‘There’s this amazing Restaurant in the city’ you claimed promising to take him with you next time.

‘I really want to see this movie’ he said promising to pay for tickets when it came out.

‘We should go see this band together’ The number one promise between the two of you, quickly racking up a lot of different acts to see together.

So when one of those bands turned up on the roster for the local you’d bought tickets immediately sending him the confirmation. Your stomach had fluttered thinking about seeing him in person again. And so you counted down the days as they passed. Picked and repicked your outfit. Talked yourself in and out of going. Eventually the day arrived. The doorbell signalling his arrival was deafening, ringing out through your small studio apartment. You took a few deep breaths before opening the door.

He was flawless, your tipsy memory hadn’t done him justice. A broad chest draped in a white long sleeve tee, ripped skinnies straining against his thighs, his hair swept into a James Dean quiff. You might’ve laughed at the way your outfits had accidently matched (a black crop with white skinnies) had you been capable of making a noise.

“Ready to go?” He asked nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. You’d nodded, blushing when you realised you had been staring.

It was a short bus ride into the town centre. Spent in relatively comfortable silence arms brushing against one another in the limited space on the crowded vehicle. The club was packed wall to wall when you got inside, no hope of getting to the front of the crowd, or so you’d thought. Jungkook grabbed your hand winked at you and began heading in the opposite direction of the stage. He led you up some back stairs and on to a balcony you hadn’t ever noticed before.

“I’ve played here before, almost no one knows this is here, but it will give us the perfect view.” He dropped your hand in favour of leaning over the railing. You couldn’t help but feel cold at the loss. The performance was great, you found yourselves screaming lyrics back and forth at one another. Some people had cottoned on to your little hiding spot and soon it became as packed as the rest of the club. Whether he was trying to protect you from the others or he was pushed there you will never know, but Jungkook ended up caging you to the railing, head resting on your shoulder.

After the show you’d decided it was time to ask him how he felt. The club was still busy, but the two of you had been in a quiet corner on your own nursing drinks and chatting aimlessly.

“Do you believe in soulmates?” You asked, broaching the topic carefully. You watched closely for his reaction, but he gave nothing away. Instead he just shrugged.

“I did once.” It was too blunt, you knew you should’ve stopped but you couldn’t, now you’d decided to tell him it was like verbal diarrhoea.

“I didn’t think I did, I mean I’ve never seen any ‘matching birthmarks’ and every couple I know is perfectly happy… but then I met you and I keep thinking about it, and you, and how I feel about you.” You watched as his face goes from pensive to a deer caught in the headlights.

“I… I have to leave now.” He got up and ran into the crowd before you even had a chance to reach for him. He dipped through a back entrance of the club and into the night before you could even push through the first layer of people.

The ride home had seemed a lot longer. Holding back tears had proved extremely difficult. Of all the reactions he could’ve given you that might’ve been the worst one. Somehow you found yourself thinking even him laughing in your face might’ve been better. You left the lights in your studio switched off that night. Made a beeline for your bed and passed out face down.

It would’ve felt like a bad dream when you woke up… if it hadn’t been for the crusty mascara tracking down your cheeks. You’d picked up your phone from where it lay abandoned next to you. Battery on 12%. You’d decided then it’d be best to run damage control, at least save the friendship.

Y/N: I’m sorry about last night…

You hadn’t expected his reply to be quick, so it’d surprised you when the typing bubbles appeared immediately; and furthered your sadness when they disappeared moments later without a message.

For days you spiralled. Going over the moment again and again in your head. Each replay turning the memory into something worse than the original.

Eventually you plucked yourself out of bed, deciding to face the problem head on and talk to the friend that invited you both to their birthday in the first place.

She met you at a café downtown during her lunch break. It was obvious by your red rimed eyes and sniffling nose that you had been crying but she was nice enough to ignore it for the most part. You caught up on her life for a little while until you physically couldn’t hold back anymore.

You told her exactly what had happened between you and JK, watching as her expression got both more understanding and pitying as you got closer to the end. Whatever you thought she was going to tell you was no where close to the story you got. You sat mouth wide open as she told you about the accident, and the way it affected Jungkook. It made you want to cry all over again. You didn’t know what to say once she had finished, stewing in your own thoughts for a while. The main thought that kept coming to the front of your mind was one that made you feel so evil. But you had to get it out

“What if she wasn’t really his soulmate. What if he was never meant for her” Its barely above a whisper but your friend heard it.

“He truly believes that she was” She replied squinting at you. Her break ended shortly after that leaving you alone with your thoughts.

…

It’s almost a month later when you see Jungkook again. Hadn’t heard a single thing from him since the concert but at least you knew why.

This time it was someone pool party. You honestly hadn’t been expecting to see him there. Didn’t even know you had mutual friends past that one girl. You didn’t think twice about your birthmark when you stripped down to your two piece. Why would you? Everyone has one. You were lay out on a sun-lounger with a drink when you spotted him. Tucked away in a corner once again, the only difference this time was his attention was already on you. He looked as good as ever, hair damp and slicked back, Long-sleeved neoprene shit covering his torso but trunks showing off his amazing thighs. You’d forced yourself to look away form him but could still feel the intensity of his gaze on you.

Eventually you couldn’t take it anymore, too hot under the sun and his stare you decided to change out of your swimsuit into a sundress for the evening. Heading inside you found your way into someone’s bedroom to get changed. Perhaps you should’ve checked to see if the door the locked though, because just as you had wiggled out of the bikini top Jungkook burst into the room.

“Ah shit… Sorry… I um.” His hand had flown in front of his eyes as he’d slammed the door shut behind him and you’d immediately reached for the flimsy dress pulling it over you torso so he could reopen his eyes.

“What in the actual fuck Jungkook?” you whisper screamed not wanting to draw attention to the two of you hidden away.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, I didn’t think… I just needed to see…”

“See what?! My boobs? I think you managed that one perv. You haven’t spoken to me in weeks and now all of a sudden you can’t wait long enough to knock.” You came across a lot meaner than you had meant, you just hadn’t been prepared for him to want to speak to you again.

“No I’m sorry I’ll go, this was a bad idea, I was probably seeing things anyway.” He mumbled looking sheepishly at the floor/

“No wait it’s okay, I really want to apologise don’t leave.” You took a deep breath and waited for his eyes to meet yours properly. When they did you could see the shock behind them.

“Why do you need to apologise? I’m the one that ran off, I never even told you why and I fucked up and I’m sorry I just…” You reached for him then, wanting nothing more than to comfort him and then realised it wasn’t your place, arm dropping heavily back to your side. “I felt so guilty with you, not because of you, because of me.” You nodded in understanding.

“I found about your soulmate after I confessed to you. I’m so sorry I didn’t know. I never would’ve brought it up if I had known you had already found yours.” You’d broken eye contact with him then unable to watch the sadness in his eyes and not be able to do anything about it.

“That’s why I felt so guilty though because the way I feel about you is so similar to the way I felt about her, how I still feel about her deep down. I was so confused because you’re only supposed to get one soulmate, and if I could feel the same way about you in such a short time… it just feels like I’m betraying her by loving you.” He stepped forward reaching for your chin and forced you to meet his gaze. “The today when I saw your birthmark on your thigh I could’ve cried.” He uses his free hand to unzip the shirt he’d been wearing. He pulled his left arm from the sleeve exposing his birthmark to you. A puzzle piece to fit perfectly into your own.

You’d gasped at the revelation you were right. He was meant to be yours. And yet it didn’t feel right. The anguish on his face was clear, the internal fight he had obviously been having with himself ever since the concert.

“Letting yourself love me now doesn’t mean you loved her any less” you whispered, allowing yourself to move even closer to him, wrapping him in your arms. He’d nuzzled into your neck allowing tears to stream down his cheeks and onto your shoulder. You’d felt every bit of stress leave his body as he cried. Emotions he hadn’t even know he had been holding onto, finally letting himself really breath since he had lost her all those years ago.

You’d lost track of the time, just stood with him, holding him until the final few sniffles came. His cheeks had been puffy by and red when he pulled away, wiping his face on the sleeve still on his right arm.

“Do you want to leave? We can go back to mine” You’d asked carefully, not willing to let him go home alone after feeling like that. He’d nodded weakly, sliding his arm back into the shirt before taking your hand in his. You’d headed for the door only to be brought back by the hand he had on yours. He’d pulled you so close you could see the flecks of gold in his irises, watched your reaction before leaning in and kissing you. It was salty with left over tears, but you wouldn’t change you first kiss for the world. Everything felt like it clicked into place in that moment, the world tilted on its axis. The exchange was short lived, a chaste peck followed by a few smaller pecks before he let you lead him all the way home.

Masterlist

#JJK #Jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook fic #jungkook angst #jungkook fluff #bts soulmate #bts soulmate au #bts fic #bts angst #bts fluff #jungkook soulmate #jeon jungkook #jungkook soulmate au

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unknownwriting · 4 years ago

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hiiiii is it okay to ask for 'we're fake dating, but damn I want this to be real' headcanons for sabo, ace and law? Thank you!!

Summary- ^^ requested

Character(s)- Portgas D. Ace, Sabo, Trafalgar Water D. Law

Warnings- modern au!, maybe a lil angst idk

A/n- Of course, of course. I always love writing about Ace , he’s like my biggest comfort character. We need more Ace fanfic out there 😔 sorry for the wait too 💕

Portgas D. Ace

Ace was the first to bring it up. The 2 of you were on your way home from school when y’all stumbled across a restaurant that had a discounts for couples.

Normally the 2 of you would pass something like that, but the restaurant was one of Ace’s favorite and they were serving his favorite food. Then on thing lead to another, the 2 of you were walking hand in hand, both covered in a very flustered face, into the restaurant.

It was only going to be a one time thing, seeing how it was both embarrassing and a bit awkward the way the staff looked at you. However once you figured out that your favorite band was coming to town and couples only have to pay for one ticket. It was now your time to force Ace to be your boyfriend.

It was during the concert, seeing how happy and excited you were when Ace had began to think that maybe this is what he wants. Maybe he actually wants to date you or it might just be the excitement from the concert. His thoughts were still a bit blurry, so he didn’t think to much about it.

As time went on the 2 of you continued to keep up this fake dating. It was only to get discounts and sales on things, so you of course thought nothing about it. But Ace couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was the only thing he could think about.

He knew it was nothing more than a stupid thing y’all did bc y’all where cheap but it’s like every time y’all go on a date he’s learning something new about you or stuff he just never even paid attention to.

Still in denial himself, he tries to just ignore and move on with the so called ‘dates’. He wasn’t even sure how you feel about them. He was probably just confusing the excitement of getting cheap stuff with the excitement of dating you. He didn’t want to mention anything about it until he knows for sure that you feel the same way or you can out to say if first.

Although there was not denying it that he was starting to fall for you, Ace didn’t want to push anything onto. If you were only doing it to get the discounts he wouldn’t complain seeing how it was his ideas.

Even though was gonna keep his feels to himself, you weren’t gonna do the same thing. During the time y’all were fake dating, you had fell for Ace the same way he had feel for you. By you would’ve hoped that Ace would’ve caught on with all the dates you been taking him on but he’s seems a bit slow.

Sabo

It’s first started just so the boy who kept harassing you at school would stop. Once again it was Sabo’s idea.

It was mostly his idea too because sabo definitely has a thing for you. And seeing you get harassed by someone frustrated him.

The idea was that the 2 of you would only ‘date’ to stop the harassment but soon enough the word began to spread and then the whole school began to believe that you and him were dating.

There was only 2 was it could go: 1- you could tell them y’all are actually not dating and face the embarrassment and the harassment can continue or 2- y’all could continue to lie and do couple things in front of everyone.

Of course, y’all picked too. Sabo was so happy you picked the 2nd option. He gets to continue this fake dating with you

It definitely was a new and embarrassing experience. At lot of times where the 2 of y’all hand to hold hands and kiss each other’s cheek. But really that wasn’t even the worst part, the worst part was when people had asked y’all about each other.

Before the fake dating the 2 of you weren’t that close. Of course, close enough for y’all to fake date but there was still y’all didn’t know about each other. So, once again Sabo’s idea, he asked you out one day so the 2 of you could get to know each other better.

It was a real date. It may of not crossed y’all’s mind at first, but y’all were really going on a date. It was probably the best date ever too. First y’all met at a cafe then when to an amusement park and just goofed off.

About half way through, Sabo final noticed that it was an official date. And this man fall for you so hard now. Now that he’s gotten to know you a lot more, he’s in love. He didn’t mention anything to you about the date being real because he’s know that your not looking for a relationship now.

As of now, he can only imagine what it would be like if he actually be able to date you. But maybe it he’s lucky you might fall for him the same way he was. And at this, it wasn’t gonna be long

Trafalgar Water D. Law

Lmaoooo i got this idea from rent a girlfriend 😭

There was a party at work one day and you and Law decided to go together. Just as friends, not lovers. You and Law have been working together for a while so 2 of you decided to go to this party together so you could get to know each more.

As soon as yall showed up, everyone was all over y’all asking how long y’all haven’t been together? When did y’all get together? Basically any questions about dating. The 2 of where we’re going to explain that y’all were just friends but you completely forgot that you had invited your dad to the party.

As soon as he got their he was all over the 2 of you. There definitely no explaining or getting out of this one. As your Dad began to fawn over y’all, he began to go on and on to Law about how you could never keep a boyfriend or even showed any interest in one. And how you dad was so sad that he wasn’t going to get any grandkids.

At this point, there was no way you could lie to your father and say that you weren’t dating. He was just too happy and you didn’t want to shatter that. So pulling Law to the side you begged him to just go along with it for a while. It’s was only for when you dad was around.

Soon enough, Law had agreed. And Thus began y’all’s fake dating relationship. It was only going to happen when your dad had invited y’all somewhere or y’all had another family party. Then at work everything would go back to normal. It was a pretty simple plan

However, now that your dad knows that your dating someone he’s inviting you and Law everywhere. Out to eat, lunch at a park, breakfast in a cafe, and even movie night at your place. After never date you made sure to apologize for how annoying your dad is.

Law on the other hand, didn’t mind. He actually...enjoyed fake dating you. It’s was interesting and refreshing to see a side of you he couldn’t at work. All flustered and embarrassed.

But of course, he kept his feelings to himself. He was only doing this to help you out and not to fall in love. There was probably a reason why you didn’t want to date anyways. So he just kept those feelings to himself.

He wouldn’t lie tho, he thinks about what it would be like to date you. Just being able to know you that personally and being able to connect to you. Although it’s something that consumes most of his thoughts, that’s all it’s going to remain at the moment. Just a thought.

#one piece #one piece x reader #portgas d ace x reader #sabo x reader #one piece headcanons #sabo #portgas d. ace #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgardwaterlaw #unknownwriting💕

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a-minion · 3 years ago

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Pinoy Eats!

Characters: Post Timeskip Japan Men's National Volleyball Team (Ushijima Wakatoshi, Hoshiumi Kōrai, Kageyama Tobio, Bokuto Kōtarō, Yaku Morisuke, Hinata Shōyō, Hyakuzawa Yūdai, Ojiro Aran, Miya Atsumu, Suna Rintarō, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Komori Motoya) + trainer, promoter and plus one (Iwaizumi Hajime, Kuroo Tetsurō, Miya Osamu)

Summary: Japan Men's National Volleyball Team goes on a trip to the Philippines and experiences the culture.

Warning: 🟢Green. Yeah, I think it's mostly green.

AN: Inspired by @jellxnew and @ellewords. Sorry I tagged you but this monstrosity is kinda your fault. And yes, this is just an intro and it's going to be a series. Why? Because. And yes, there's also a reference to that Iwa-chan stuffed toy becayse, why not?

For some half-assed reason of marketing and promotion, Kuroo somehow pulled a few strings and earned the team some out-of-the-country vacation time. With the condition that they would continue to train, Iwaizumi Hajime ended up going with them. When Osamu heard about it from Akaashi who heard about it from Bokuto, he decided to tag along.

Kuroo had no issues with it since Osamu said he'd pay for his own travel.

The trip was to the Philippines and the younger Miya twin thought it would be a good experience to further his culinary knowledge. As a child, he and Atsumu knew a kind Filipino lady who lived across the street. Whenever she cooked for her family, she would make a lot of extra and share it with the neighbors. Which was why, growing up, he and his twin knew the taste of Adobo, Menudo, Sinigang, Afritada and Kare Kare.

Atsumu was just as excited as he was when he learned where they were going. No doubt also recalling the nostalgic memory of that kind lady.

The excitable guys in the team were just giddy about going abroad, even the one who had been living in Brazil for a long time. Osamu and Atsumu mentioned Filipino food which only added to the group's excitement. And so, the first agenda of the group is decided: food.

An argument about what to eat first broke during their four-hour plane ride. Iwaizumi suddenly regretted going and glared at Kuroo who grinned obnoxiously at him.

"I still haven't forgotten about that stuffed toy, Kuroo" he threatened

Kuroo just laughed, much to his annoyance.

When they arrived at the airport, there were hundreds of reporters waiting for them. To their surprise, the questions they get are mostly about food and only little about their training.

"Filipinos really love food huh?" Bokuto commented.

"Samu's in heaven" Suna commented but Osamu wasn't even listening anymore. He was already off on his own world, staring at a fast-food restaurant called "Jollibee”.

With the help of the translator/tour guide assigned to them, Kuroo managed to convince Osamu to head to the hotel first.

The one-hour drive through traffic was thankfully more bearable due to their tour guide distracting the hyperactive guys, talking about nothing but Filipino food.

Osamu was already taking notes. He had just discovered that there are dozens of ways to make Sinigang.

Iwaizumi managed to convince the more energetic guys to take a rest before going out to explore. They mostly agreed because their guide suggested ordering Jollibee to settle them down.

Dozens of brown paper bags with the logo of a happy bee arrived soon and the boys got too busy munching on some Chicken Joy, Yum Burgers, Jolly Hotdogs and Ube Cheese Pies.

"I wanna live here, Kuroooooo~" Bokuto cried with a mouthful of pie.

Shaking his head, Kuroo muttered "We haven't even seen the sights yet and you're already like this."

With the boys full and feeling the exhaustion of their trip, Iwaizumi took the opportunity to plan with their tour guide and Kuroo on how to manage the large team who wanted to go to different places first.

As a result, the team was split into groups.

The Japan Men's National Volleyball Team + Taho

Ushijima Wakatoshi, Hoshiumi Kōrai, Kageyama Tobio, Bokuto Kōtarō, Yaku Morisuke, Hinata Shōyō, Hyakuzawa Yūdai, Ojiro Aran, Miya Atsumu, Suna Rintarō, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Komori Motoya, Iwaizumi Hajime, Kuroo Tetsurō, Miya Osamu

The Schweiden Adlers + Dirty Ice Cream/Sorbetes

Ushijima Wakatoshi, Hoshiumi Kōrai, Kageyama Tobio

The Training Camp Group + Isaw

Bokuto Kōtarō, Kuroo Tetsurō, Yaku Morisuke, Hinata Shōyō, Hyakuzawa Yūdai

The Inarizaki Group + Tokneneng/Kwek-Kwek

Ojiro Aran, Miya Atsumu, Miya Osamu, Suna Rintarō

The Cousins + Balut

Sakusa Kiyoomi, Komori Motoya

Iwa-chan + Halo Halo

He's all alone, there's no one there beside him~🎶

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sunshineandbnha · 4 years ago

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Unexpected - Denki x reader (Valentine’s Day)

Word count: 3,978

Warnings: none, aside from a case of “Did not edit, just finished this this morning”

A/n: HOW DID THIS END UP SO LONG?? I swear, I started it with the idea and intention that it would be 1.4k or 1.9k words. How did I accidentally write two thousand more words? Anyway, I hope this is a good valentine fic for Denki boy. I thought of it due to a prompt on tumblr. If I can later remember who it was who made it, I will edit this and have a link to that post.

Edit: Found it. The prompt was made by @love-me-a-good-prompt

When was it you started to look at him differently?

"Hey!"

You looked over your shoulder to find Kaminari making his way past several students in the cafeteria to get to you. You turned your body to face him. Though, you felt awkward about still holding your lunchtray, as if it was a barrier between you and him.

"Do you got a date for tomorrow?" he asked with a grin.

Your heart gave a weep at the reminder of Valentine's day. As if the hearts and commercials all over the place weren't enough. "What do you think?"

"Just checking." He dashed to get his lunch tray he had set down, and sped walked to your side as you picked a table to sit at.

Kaminari had been your friend for several months. One day you had simply overheard him talking about a manga, the same one you had read, and you jumped into the conversation. After that, the both of you became easy friends, and frequently had lunch at the same table.

"Why would you even ask?” You slid into a seat at the table. “You know there's no one I'm really interested in."

"Except for fictional characters," he added while getting into his own chair across from you.

"Yeah. Unfortunately they aren't available for me to ask out."

He leaned back in his seat. “We’re really missing out on these things. I thought by the time I was in high school training to be a cool hero, I would have tons of girls who like me by now.”

“And I, for some reason, thought I would magically manifest a special someone. But that’s clearly not happening anytime soon.” You stared down while absent mindedly stirring your food.

He suddenly sat straight and looked at you with a twinkle in his eyes. The kind that told you he had an idea. "What if we did all of that classy Valentine's day stuff together?"

"I think you meant cliche."

"Banana, ba- ... oh wait, that's not how the saying goes."

You let out a large laugh and nearly choked on your food.

"Something with tomatoes or potatoes," he continued with a wave of his hand as if throwing away the topic. "Well, what do you think? You wanna do it?"

"You just want the chocolate, don't you?"

"No! I would never!" He waved his arms around. "... Well, that too."

"I knew it!" You lifted your fork/chopstick of food into air in triumph. "Just make sure you get my favorite chocolate once White Day rolls around."

"Sure thing!" He gave a thumbs up. "I'm sure I can get enough money by then!"

"You've been using all of it on manga and snacks again, haven't you?"

"What else would I use it on?"

"Okay. Just don't use the money for my chocolate on manga."

"If I did, It would be a great manga and be worth a lot more than some chocolate. Actually, that should be a thing. Instead of getting girls chocolate, get them manga! And we should get manga too. ... So, are we doing it?" he asked when he paused long enough to think.

"I don't know,” you shrugged while taking another bite.

He slammed his hand on the table. "But you said it like you did! I just agreed to get you chocolate next month!"

"I was saying if I agreed. If I agreed then you would have to get me chocolate.” You internally laughed at his response.

Kaminari slumped in his chair. "Okay, but my point is, how long have we been single? And it doesn't look like it's going to change anytime soon, so I was thinking why not we experience some of it while we're still in high school?"

"Hmmm," you tapped your finger against your lip. "Well, you have a point. And I guess I got nothing better to do tomorrow."

“So it’s a yes?” his eyes lit up.

“I guess so.”

“Yes!” He jumped up and some heads turned towards him. “I got a—!”

You hastily pulled him back down and got a hold of his ear. He yelped in pain before you shushed him. The attention he had gained was beginning to die down after doing that, much to your relief. You released a small puff of air, grateful that you didn’t feel like you were in a spotlight anymore.

“Kaminari,” you whispered into his ear, an edge present in your voice, “Don’t go announcing it to the world, especially if it’s not an actual date. Do not ruin it for me.”

You let go, and he got out of the awkward position of being pulled half way onto the table. Thankfully, he hadn’t landed in his food when you pulled him down. He settled back in his chair and rubbed his ear.

“Okay! You can count on me!”

Maybe it was a bad idea to suddenly agree when that meant you had to make chocolate for him that night. You already had some chocolate you bought from the store for family and friends. One of those giri chocos was originally going to be his, but now you would have to actually make him honmei choco if you were going to have the whole Valentine's Day experience. You considered skipping on that for a brief second, but you had already agreed to do it. Plus, you weren't sure if you would ever get to do this during high school at this rate. And you wanted to at least have done it once.

You'd have to run to the store to get better quality chocolate, a cute wrap for it, and a heart shaped mold. In order to save time, you went directly to the nearest store after school. It would save time, which you didn't have much of it. You didn't know how long it would take to make them, and you wanted some extra time in case you make a mistake and had to do something over again.

It was more crowded than you thought. You also didn't realize how many stares you would get just for being in your U.A. uniform. Thankfully, everything you needed was there and you made your way to the counter to pay. As you were weaving your way through the people, you thought you saw another student. You did a double take. Uniform. Pink skin. Ashido.

You tried to duck and hide, but it was too late.

"Oh, hey!" She waved you down and ran to you. A bag of purchased goods was hanging from her arm. "What are you doing here? Are you getting last minute giri choco too!"

“I, uh.”

“Hey, isn't that stuff to make chocolate? Wait a second… OMG! Who’s the lucky person!”

You nervously held the items close to you. This was why you didn't want her seeing you. "No one, really. I'm just... making it for the experience." You put a smile onto your face and did your best to make the last half of the sentence sound cheery.

It wasn't technically a lie. You just hoped she bought it. Because if she kept prying and learned it was for Kaminari, you would never hear the end of it.

"Okay. Can I have some when you're done?" She joked and bumped your arm with her elbow.

"Only if I didn't eat it all first." You internally high fived yourself for the quick reply.

"Okay. Well, see you at U.A." She waved before dashing out the door.

"Bye!" You watched her go. When she was out of view, you exhaled a breath you didn't know you were holding.

You stood nervously in the park. You wore a Valentine Day themed outfit you had put together, with the help of some ideas from the internet. It was 5:45 pm, the time you agreed on meeting. You had honestly expected him to be slightly late. Though it did nothing to make your feel less jittery.

There were quite a few people who also had the same idea of going to the park. Some friends playing Frisbee. A family walking by. And some couples. You scanned the area for him, multiple times, but still couldn't see him.

Why were you even so worried? This was your friend. It’s not like it was an actual date with someone you liked. If he forgot or something, you could just chew him out later. Then that 'what if' situation made you sick to your stomach and you forced yourself to stop thinking about it.

"Hey!"

You head turned up within a split second and you saw him. He wore a dark blue button up shirt. This plus his smile and hair... somehow made him look nice. A smile spread on your face, yet your nerves didn't completely calm down just yet.

"Hey!" You greeted back.

"You look nice," he commented.

"You too." You nodded. "So, what were you planning on doing first?"

"I thought we'd walk around here first, then go to this one restaurant. And after that we can wander around shops." he shrugged.

"Okay, sounds nice." You began walking side by side with him.

Your brain tried to sabotage the moment by beginning to make you feel awkward. You did your best to push it away. But were you supposed to be walking in silence? Or talking?

"You wanna hold hands?" He offered.

"Hmm," you joking held your finger to your lip in deep thought. "I think no."

"Oh, come on!" He acted upset, but there was a big grin on his face.

You laughed and he joined in. A few more jokes were thrown back and forth as you passed trees and other people. Though within a seemingly short amount of time, the conversation hit dead end. You pulled on your sleeve and look in any direction but him.

"Okay, this is getting boring,” he said. “Can we go to the restaurant now?”

"Lucky for you, I think we're almost at the end of the park, and I'm hungry."

“Yes!” he cheered. “They always make walking through the park look more fun in the movies.”

“Yeah,” you agreed with a laugh.

Kaminari led you to the place he picked out. Well, more like he tried to go there, then got lost and had to give up on relying on his memory. He made the brilliant move of pulling out his phone, setting the location on his map app, and he following it. But you both realized that he had gotten the point where you going mixed up with your location. This resulted in having to backtrack and ignoring your growling stomach as it took even longer to get there.

Finally, you found it. You entered through door with him. Inside were tables placed around a large circle. The conveyor belt had several plates of food with different types of sushi and other dishes. The chiefs in the middle of the circle conveyor worked hard to keep the food coming. Almost every table was filled.

“Aw, man. We should have gotten here earlier,” Kaminari grabbed your hand. “C’mon.”

You both ran until you spotted a free table and slide in. It took a second to catch your breath after the sudden sprint. Sitting in the chair, you looked around more closely. It was a nice place. There were people chattering, some clanking of plates, and mouth watering food slowly passing by you. You reached up to begin to grab one, but then you stopped yourself.

"Wait, am I paying for myself or where you...?"

"You can have whatever you want. My treat," he replied with a ish eating grin. Probably meant that he thought what he just said was very cool.

You laughed to yourself and picked one and he did the same. It was good. You were pleasantly surprised, though you weren't sure why. Maybe it was because he had only learned of the restaurant while looking up ones online to take you to. And it was only yesterday that you agreed. Then again, you had made honmei choco the other night...

You suddenly remembered something and nearly choked on your sushi roll.

"You okay?" Kaminari said, unfortunately dismissing any hope you had that he didn't notice.

"No, I'm good. I just need to make a phone call. One second." You excused yourself and walked outside while pulling out your phone.

It was an uncomfortable change to suddenly be greeted by the chilly February air. Was it really that cold when you were with Kaminari? You dialed your mom's number and resisted the urge to pace.

As soon as you heard the other end being picked up, you began. "Mom, I need you to get something for me. If you look in the kitchen, somewhere on the counter is where I left a bag of chocolate for Valentine's day. Can you bring that to me?" You had been so busy trying to get ready and be on time, that you had accidentally left the honmei choco you made.

"Uhh, okay. But where are you? It’ll be awfully hard to give it to you if I don’t know where you are."

"In a little bit I should be..." you tried to think of a good point to meet up, "near Takoba Municipal Beach Park. Probably close to that one gazebo. I'll text you that so you don't forget after I hang up."

"Okay. I hope you appreciate this. I really don't feel like going all the way out there to give you something you forgot."

"If I could go back and un-forget it, I would. Thank you. Bye."

With that, the call ended. You took a deep breath to calm your heart, which seemed to think forgetting chocolate was a catastrophic event, and went back inside.

When you caught sight of Kaminari again he was dunking a chunk of seaweed and fish into soy sauce, before shoving it into his already full mouth. He stopped and paused upon seeing you. He chewed and swallowed as quickly as he could and finished by the time you sat back down.

"So, what was that about?" he started it off as a joke, but his voice seemed shaky for whatever reason.

"I just forgot something and asked Mom to go get it for me." Technically wasn't a lie.

"Oh, okay." He began eating more. He started counting the plates and you could see his face pale a tad.

"Is everything alright for you?"

"Huh? I mean, yeah, everything's great." He smiled at you.

You shrugged and focused your gaze on the conveyor belt. A particularly delicious looking morsel. It was clearly more expensive, with a nice layer of tuna in it. You reached out your hand, considering getting it when you saw Kaminari flinch at your action.

You turned to him. "Do I need to pay for my own meal?"

"No, no," he tried to retain the coolness he built up, "I can pay."

You sighed. "No, you are not going broke because of expensive fish."

"But, that's not-"

"What? It's not cool? Denki- oops.” You realized you accidentally used his given name.

His face turned the slightest bit pink, though you hardly even noticed in your own embarrassment. “That’s fine. You can call me Denki. We’ve known each other long enough.”

“Thanks,” you nodded and continued, “Denki, you are my friend," why did the word 'friend' leave a different taste this time 'round? "and I don't want you doing something stupid because you think it makes you look cool."

He struggled to make a comeback and ended up blurting out, "Doing something stupid that makes me look cool defines me."

"Look, let's split the bill between us, that way you pay for some of mine, but you don't spend up the money for the chocolate you promised me."

"Wait, you didn't care about me, you just wanted to make sure you still got chocolate." He faked an offended expression.

You exhaled a laugh. "Yeah, sure. Whatever makes you feel better. As long as you agree."

"Fine."

"But don't purposefully buy more just because I'm offering to pay half."

"Can't make any promises~"

"You little-"

Eventually, you became full enough, or rather reached the maximum to what you were willing to pay. Then you left. You blinked when you stepped out. You hadn’t expected it to become this dark. Kaminari began walking off, probably to some store or the mall, but you grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Is it alright if we stop by the beach?"

His eyes lit up, like the stars in the sky. "Great idea! That'd be much more romantic."

You expected to roll your eyes, but what you found was your face growing warm and your mouth being lost for words. Thankfully, he didn't notice and just started running for the beach, pulling you along. Buildings loomed over you in the dark, until they finally cleared and the beach came into view. The sea seemed to become the night sky. It gently washed over the sand in a rhymic pattern. The sound of it filled your ears and your senses listened. A sense of calmness washed over you.

You both walked up to the gate that separated the beach from the road. Kaminari leaned against the metal gate, resting on his arms. The two of you stared at the view in a comfortable silence.

“Wow, this is nice,” he commented.

“Yeah.” There was a weird feeling, somewhat reminiscent to a flutter or squeeze, in your chest. Something that made the moment seem more magical. You could almost feel this feeling rising and beginning to climb up your throat.

More silence, then a movement caught your attention out the corner of your eye. Your mom was waving to you and held a small bag that slightly reflected in the small amount of light there was.

“One second, I need to go get something,” you let him know and ran to your mom. “Thank you so much.”

“Just don’t make this a habit,” she handed it to you. Then she glanced to where Kaminari was and squinted. “Is that your date? Is that why you were making chocolate?”

“No,” your voice came out more unsure for some reason, “well, I… was just making that for myself. This is just giri choco.”

“Okay.” She shrugged. “Don’t stay out much longer.”

“I won’t.” You quickly ran back. “Hey,” you greeted him.

“Hey. What was that about?”

“Noting important,” you shrugged and leaned on the gate. “Oh, and here.” You held the bag out to him, trying to act cool and nonchalant, but you knew you had a big smirk on your face.

He gasped and snatched it out of your hold. He wrestled with the bag, trying to get it open. Once he succeeded, he looked inside. A big smile spread across his face and he pulled it out. He held a large chocolate heart on a stick, almost like a lollipop. You thought that would be fun to make. Of course, now that he held it, you could see all the tiny imperfections. Like where a small air bubble had been, or how some chocolate had gotten on the stick. But Kaminari didn’t seem to care at all. He stared at it in awe. Like he had just been given something he wanted for years.

“Wow! Wait, did your mom just give this to you? Did you forget?” he looked over to you.

“What, no, I would never…” you laughed nervously. “But I did make it. You better like it, or else,” you joked.

“I’m sure I will! Wow. You made this?”

“Yep. Last night.”

“Thank you!” He took a bite out of it and began happily chewing.

You smiled. Your eyes locked onto the gazebo on the beach. It looked really nice. The thought of you being in it made you want to go even more. Currently there was a couple there, but then they walked out and started going down the beach. Your eyes lit up.

You looked to Kaminari, tugged on his sleeve, and pointed to the now empty location.

He grinned. “I think I know what you’re thinking and I think we should do it too.”

With a couple of small laughs you both hurried down to the beach was fast as you could. The sand made you slow your pace into a walk, but you didn’t mind. The sea air on you felt refreshing, chilling your skin. The moon was beautiful and the water reflected slivers of the moonlight that danced.

"It looks really nice." You smiled.

"Yeah... wanna hold hands?" He offered his free hand to you.

To your surprise, this actually sounded nice. And to your greater surprise, you accepted. Your hand slipped in his perfectly. Almost like it found its home. The second you skin touched, it was like electricity ran through you and jump started your heart. You were about to ask if he was using his quirk, but quickly realized that it didn't feel exactly like electricity. But the strange feeling in your heart continued. You couldn't tell if it felt nice or if you wanted it to go away.

Your feet kept sinking in the sand until you reached the pier and had to get used to walking on concrete again. You made your way to the roof on the end of the pier, hand in hand. You stood by the edge. Staring at the water.

Kaminari took the last bite. “That was delicious.”

“Thanks.”

“So…” he looked around. He put the stick back into the bag and placed it in his pocket. “Wanna dance?”

Instead of your usual joking reply, you felt flustered, but shyly accepted. He pulled out his phone and started some music up. You put your hand in his and the other on his shoulder. He held you by the waist. You tried to regulate your breathing and calm down. The two of you began spinning in time with the music. He twirled you around. You even did that one move you would see in movies. When you’d spin out, like a door opening, while still holding his hand. The he’d pull you back to him. It all felt simple, and fun.

Right as the fourth song was ending, you had an overwhelming urge to ask him something. “Umm,” then you stopped yourself when you realized exactly what it was you actually wanted to ask. But why did it feel like it was rising out of your throat, desperately wanting to be said.

“Yeah?” he looked at you. His yellow eyes made you feel like melting, an effect they never had up until that point.

“I… it was nothing.”

“Really?”

“No.” You cursed yourself for automatically saying the truth.

“Then what is it?” He looked at you more intently.

Your mind was doing somersaults trying to figure out what to do or say. “Date, please,” you blurted out.

“Huh?”

“Well, um.” You really wished you had kept your mouth shut. You stared down and said in the most quiet voice possible, “I think maybe I kinda like you and maybe, kinda, want to go on a real date with you. Maybe? If you’d be fine with that, maybe.”

“Wait,” he stepped back as if in surprise. “You. Want to date… me?”

Your face was burning to the point you wanted to stick into the water like an ostrich. “Yes?”

He threw his arms in the air and jumped around. “Yes! I got an actual date! I’m finally dating someone! They said I couldn’t do it!”

“You don’t need to announce it to the whole world.” You laughed.

“Well, you are m—”

“I swear, if you say finish with ‘my world’ I will knock you over the head.”

He let out a big laugh. “Why? You don’t want to be my world?”

His laughter was contagious. “No, it’s cheesy, and this literally just happened a minute ago.”

You both started to walk back, and hardly even noticed when your hands slipped perfectly into one another.

#denki x reader #kaminari x reader #kaminari denki x reader #denki kaminari x reader #Valentine's day #bnha denki #mha denki #bnha kaminari #mha kaminari #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia

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too-kinky-to-live · 3 years ago

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yes i know i teased this fic months ago but i finally got it finished! this is a pregame oum.asai fic (feat. mutual stuffing owo)

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32253592

(based off a real experience i had in japan .3.)

Going out to a fancy restaurant was never a luxury Kokichi had.

Going to a standard sushi bar, however, was just barely within his reach. His new Danganronpa buddy, Shuichi Saihara, had invited him to dinner after watching the new episode. Shuichi was far better off than himself, so of course it would be no trouble treating Kokichi to a simple meal.

“Are you sure you don’t mind paying for me? I’ll try not to order too much if that’ll help…” the smaller one mumbled, not meeting the other’s eyes.

Shuichi gently put a hand on Kokichi’s shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. We’re just here to enjoy ourselves, and celebrate another great episode of the best show on television!” The purple haired boy gave a sheepish smile as the two walked into the restaurant and took their seats. A myriad of images flashed onto the screen on the wall next to their booth, showcasing the delicacies available to them. Such a variety was new to Kokichi, to the point where it felt overwhelming. Meanwhile, Shuichi wasted no time in selecting numerous plates of sushi.

Truthfully, there was another reason Kokichi wanted to come. There was something special about watching Shuichi eat - the glimmer in his eyes and genuine smile when he bit into his favorite foods. His calmness was contagious and made the normally anxious Kokichi feel at peace with him. (And, well… it was nice for Shuichi to focus on something other than Danganronpa, for once.)

It didn’t take long for the sushi plates to slide along the wall’s conveyor belt, accompanied with a cheery chime. Five small plates containing two sushi pieces each were grabbed hastily by Shuichi and placed before him. Faster than Kokichi’s eyes could keep up, a piece of tuna sushi was popped into the blue haired boy’s mouth. Shuichi grinned and chewed a bit, before giving a hearty gulp.

“Aren’t you gonna order something?”

Kokichi was snapped out of his stupor by the sudden question. “Y-Yeah, I’m still deciding.” Although that was easier said than done, considering his picky nature and the unknown options displayed. Settling for a couple plates of salmon sushi and a can of Panta, he placed his order and tried his best not to stare at Shuichi, who effortlessly wolfed down four of the five plates in front of him. The taller boy’s appetite never failed to amaze him. It was… cute.

And there it was. It was getting harder for Kokichi to conceal his odd crush on Shuichi, given the circumstances. Watching someone eat so much wasn’t supposed to be cute, was it? He should be disgusted at the other’s brazen disregard for manners, but such an emotion just didn’t exist in this moment. It was mesmerizing, in a way. Just as Kokichi’s order was arriving, Shuichi casually ordered another 3 plates of varying sushi.

“You okay, ‘Kichi? Your face is red,” he asked, taking a swig of water.

The smaller boy hurriedly rubbed his cheeks in a futile attempt to cover his blush. “It’s just hot in here, that’s all.” Shuichi said nothing in response, but he could have sworn he saw a smirk on his face.

Shuichi was on to him, wasn’t he?

Kokichi grabbed his plates and drink and stuffed a piece of sushi in his mouth. He was caught off guard with how fresh it tasted. He was so used to measly cafeteria food, he couldn’t help but smile. No wonder Shuichi was fixated on this stuff. By the time Kokichi finished his first plate, his friend had already cleaned his three new plates. The smaller boy’s mouth was slightly agape as he watched him lean forward to order a small bowl of ramen. Shuichi plopped back in his seat with a satisfied smile, resting his hands on his stomach.

Kokichi couldn’t help but feel bad about his pace. Maybe he wouldn’t be so scrawny if he ate like his friend. With this new resolve, he shoved the rest of the food in his mouth and took a gulp of soda. Shuichi’s bowl had arrived just then, with the taller boy taking it off the conveyor belt.

“There’s no need to rush,” he laughed softly. “Your food isn't going anywhere.”

Kokichi looked up with a smirk. “Same to you, Shu.”

Shuichi shrugged, but bounced back after a slurp of his noodles. “Dude, you gotta try this!” Kokichi foolishly expected his friend to let him try his, but Shuichi was already scarfing down the bowl. He chuckled quietly before ordering a bowl of his own. The smaller boy was comfortably full, but who was he to deny indulging his best friend? Surely he could handle a small helping of ramen.

The taller boy went on to order a few more plates along with some side dishes while babbling on about the new episode. Kokichi listened intently as he ate the delicious ramen, finishing his drink straight after. By the time he finished, though, he felt a tightness at his belt. As discreetly as he could, he went to unbutton his pants. He was relatively shocked to see a small lump formed under his uniform. It was such a strange yet warm feeling. Placing his hands on his newly formed belly, he rubbed at it a little.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Shuichi lean in slightly. “Hey ‘Kichi, you want dessert?”

The smaller boy looked up and blinked. “You’re still hungry?” Just how big was his crush’s stomach capacity?

“Sorta, but I want to share it with you. You’ve still got room, right?” he asked.

Kokichi looked down at his stomach, as if he could feel it voicing complaints about the prospect of more food. He did see a delectable-looking slice of strawberry cake on the menu, and he knew he’d regret passing it up. Of course, he also didn’t want to disappoint Shuichi. That was far more important in his eyes.

“I think I’ll manage,” he replied with a cheeky grin.

Minutes later, and the cake slice arrived. Despite his fullness, Kokichi felt a bit of drool form around his mouth as he took in the sight before him. A slight strawberry drizzle coated the top with a zigzag design, with a large strawberry sitting atop the back. The filling consisted of vanilla and more strawberries with a rich, creamy icing. Shuichi used his fork to slice it in half, giving the larger portion to Kokichi. Having a dessert like this would be a piece of cake, literally.

...Or so he thought, until the last bit of strawberry sat on the plate in a taunting manner. His tummy definitely wasn’t happy with him at this point, but he was too far in to give up now. Slowly, Kokichi lifted the piece and brought it to his mouth, easing it in. The strawberry went down with a hard swallow, causing the smaller boy to lean back with a light moan. His fingers curled around the now-open seams of his uniform, feeling the shirt underneath. Kokichi's body was practically begging for a nap, and all the warm food inside him felt heavenly. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so at peace; but that peace was quickly interrupted by excess air rising up his throat. He quickly moved a hand up to his mouth to stifle a small burp before closing his eyes and leaning back once again.

He peeked an eye open to see Shuichi’s twelve clean plates stacked neatly to the side along with his empty bowl and water glass. The taller boy was also panting a bit, seemingly fiddling with his own pants button.

“Guess we’re both *urp* done, huh?” Shuichi asked tiredly. Kokichi could only nod in response.

After a few minutes of struggling to stand, Shuichi paid the bill and the two headed out into the cool, quiet evening. The smaller boy finally got a good look of the damage on his crush, and… wow. Shuichi almost looked pregnant with how much he packed into himself. Kokichi’s belly looked so small by comparison, it made him look like he was exaggerating. He had never eaten so much in his life, he felt as though he would pop at any moment.

Shuichi, however, seemed to be taking it in stride. “Man, that hit the spot! Guess watching Danganronpa really works up my appetite,” he sighed, giving his soccer ball belly a firm pat. Giving a brief look at his stomach, he suddenly looked at Kokichi with regret. “I’m sorry you had to see me like this, I probably looked like a pig…”

Kokichi shook his head. “Not at all! You’re not gross. I, um, liked it a lot,” he blushed. For once, Shuichi returned the blush. “That’s a relief. I gotta confess something too, though.”

The smaller boy looked at him curiously. “I wanted you to have a lot because you look so frail… I’m really worried about your health." He looked away, putting a hand behind his head sheepishly. "Er, sorry, that sounded rude didn’t it? I didn’t mean it like th-”

“It’s okay, Shuichi. Thank you,” Kokichi gave a gentle smile, placing a hand on the taller boy’s warm stomach. “I’d love to go out with you again sometime.”

Shuichi gave a large smirk. “So it’s a date, then?”

Against all odds, Kokichi’s face became even more red. The blue haired boy merely laughed, bending down slightly to give a peck on Kokichi’s cheek.

“See you after school tomorrow, ‘Kichi.”

#stuffedronpa #forgive me for i have sinned #lol jk #we need more mutual stuffing fics so heres my contribution <3 #pora's fix

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arctickat2400 · 3 years ago

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Love Reunited - Part 2 <> Sebastian Stan

Five minutes before 7:30, Y/N was more anxious than she could remember. Besides the time she found out she was pregnant just months ago. She’s reunited with Sebastian, the only person who has ever really been there for her, her best friend, the person she never thought she’d ever had to be away from. The person who she thought she would spend the rest of her life with. Now, her life was unknown, but she was just happy that she'd found Sebastian after all this time.

Y/N had changed from her jeans and sweater to a long-sleeved sweater dress, a white scarf, and black boots. She was never one to dress up, but they were going to dinner, and it was with a guy she’s loved forever. She didn’t know if it was a date or just two people catching up, but she wanted to look nice for him. Not that she didn’t always look stunning to him.

She made sure she had her phone, wallet and keys in her backpack that she never left the apartment without just as she heard a knock on the door. Y/N smiled as she recognized the knock as the secret knock she and Sebastian made up years ago so they’d always know it was the other. She opened the door to find a somewhat nervous, pink cheeked Sebastian at her doorstep. She noticed he’d changed his T-shirt he wore at the cafe to a nice white dress shirt, tucked in, the sleeves rolled up and the top button or so unbuttoned. He wore dark jeans and combat boots. He always knew she was more into the causal type. He tried to dress up the right amount so he wasn’t too casual.

“Wow,” Sebastian started, looking her up and down, but rarely leaving her eyes. “You look great, Y/N. Not that you don’t always look great, because you do…” Y/N just giggled at his words, ending his torment.

“You don’t look half bad yourself, Seba.” Y/N smiled at him. He just chuckled, rolling his eyes.

“You ready?” Sebastian asked, the smile never leaving his lips. Y/N just nodded as he held out his arm for her. Closing her door, locking it behind her, she wrapped her hand around his arm and he led her out to his car. Opening the door for her, she kissed his cheek, acknowledging the red tint to them, and hopped inside.

They pulled up to the restaurant, Gotham. Parking, Sebastian came around to Y/N’s side and helped her out of the car. Y/N couldn’t help but notice Sebastian’s lingering touch on her back as he led her inside.

Walking up to the front desk, “Reservation for Stan, table for two.” Sebastian looked down at Y/N as she stared up at him in disbelief. This was a last minute thing, and yet he’d managed to make a reservation. He noticed her confusion, acknowledging it with a smile as he said, “I called right after you left the cafe.”

Y/N just smiled at that as the hostess grabbed two menus and stated, “Yes, here we are. Right this way,” she gestured in the direction of their table as Sebastian ushered Y/N in front of him, following the hostess to their table. It was at the back of the large restaurant, in a more hidden corner than the rest. Y/N liked it, more privacy to talk and catch up.

Sebastian allowed her to slide into the booth first as she took off her backpack and slid in as he followed. The hostess placed a menu in front of each of them before asking, “What can I get you to drink? Any drink preferences? Wine?”

“I’ll just have water, please.” Y/N reported, as Sebastian replied that he’d have the same. The hostess walked away after saying a waiter would be back with their drinks and to take their order. Y/N and Sebastian both said thank you at the same time, resulting in a simultaneous laugh.

After looking over the menu and deciding what they want, Y/N knew it was time for her story. She wasn’t very excited to reminisce in the past few years and the few months prior to the current night. But, she knew she could tell Sebastian anything. She wanted to tell him everything. It just might not end well in her mind.

“So, Y/N, how have you been? What’s been going on? Tell me as much as you want. I’m here to listen.” Sebastian gave Y/N a sincere smile and it just made her all the more comfortable with him. He locked eyes with her, but her face fell as she started. This made Sebastian more concerned than he was earlier in the cafe. He had a feeling something bad happened to her and she wasn’t handling it well.

“Well, I guess I’ll begin from the start. When I left with Hayden to L.A., it started out alright. He was super sweet, respectful. We hadn’t been dating for long beforehand. There was just something in me that wanted to go with him, no matter how hard it was to leave here. And so we did, and we had gotten an apartment, he had his job and I had found one too as a substitute teacher at the high school by our apartment. It was easy money, something to get my mind off of everything else.” Sebastian knew all about what went on in Y/N’s head. He knew she was depressed, had been for as long as she could remember. He always helped her through it before she left. He was always there for her, and she couldn’t thank him enough for it.

“But, as the months went on, he was never home anymore. He’d always be away at work, most being late nights and early mornings. Sometimes he’d go out and get drunk with his friends. He’d come home late at night, I’d already be asleep. He’d wake me up with how loud he was, stumbling around the apartment, breaking things every now and then. We’d get into stupid arguments, always when he was drunk. He’d make up any excuse to get mad at me, even if I didn’t do anything. The mornings after, he’d apologize. Say he didn’t mean the things he said. But, it happened all the time.” Sebastian knew she was barely halfway through her story, and he already felt bad for her. Even though there was no way for him to have been there for her, he hated himself for not being there. He was so consumed in her and her story and the voice he missed so much, he didn’t even realize that the waiter had come with their drinks.

He tried to pull a smile, even though he was sad for Y/N. Placing down two glasses of water, the waiter asked, “What can I get for you this evening?” Y/N looked at Sebastian, though he was already looking at her, motioning for her to order first.

“I’ll have the burger please.” Y/N ordered, handing back her menu to the waiter. He turned to Sebastian as he reported, “I’ll have what she’s having.” He winked at her as she blushed. Taking Sebastian's menu, the waiter walked away after asking if they needed anything else.

Sebastian, then, requested that Y/N continue. “Anyways, it got really old after a while. I got fed up. It was the same thing over and over again. Late nights, several fights a week, apologies that lost all meaning as life went on. Then, after a few years, we got in a fight that was the first one that I started, actually,” Y/N let out a slight chuckle. This made Sebastian put on a sad smile, but his face fell once again as hers did.

“He’d come home drunk again. I told him I’d leave him if he didn’t stop. If he didn’t change. You know I’m not one to tell people who they can and cannot be, but I couldn’t live that way anymore. I’m not even sure how I was able to live with him like that for as long as I did.” Y/N answered Sebastian's question as of why she didn’t just leave in the first place, why she’d stayed for so long. “He’d begged me to stay, promised me he’d change. That whatever happens, he’d always be there for me. That was honestly the biggest lie I’d ever heard. I’d gone with my head instead of my heart that night, though. I trusted him and said that I forgive him. He kissed me and it got heated. Too much for me, to be honest. But, I went with it because I knew something bad would happen if I didn’t.” Y/N paused to take a sip of water.

“Wait, Y/N, did he hurt you?” Sebastian regretted it the moment he asked it, but he needed to know. Tears welled up in her eyes. He knew she was gonna be crying a lot tonight. He didn’t mind. He’d be there for her, to hold her, to do whatever she needed him to do. Just something about the way she seemed to him at the cafe made him see a different Y/N, a sad Y/N, one that was hurt and broken. He didn’t know this Y/N, but he was determined to get his Y/N back.

“Yeah, he did.” Y/N sniffled as she let a single tear slip. “On those not-very-rare nights when he would come home more drunk than ever, he’d hit me after getting mad at me for no reason. That’s when I knew that, even though I wanted so bad to leave him, I wouldn’t be able to or else he’d hurt me again. I’d never get to leave.” Y/N added, a few more tears staining her cheeks.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry. I wish I would’ve known. If I did, I would’ve flown down there and taken you home with me. I need you to know that.” Sebastian vowed, and she offered a thankful smile as he caressed her cheek, ridding away some of her tears.

“I know you would have.” Her thankful smile mixed with sincerity. She looked back down at her hands, distracting herself from looking him in the eyes. “I just felt that, after leaving the way I did, I didn’t have it in me to call you. I didn’t have a clue of what I’d say to you. My emotions were all messed up and I just couldn’t face reality after what I did. You had your hands full anyways.” Y/N fretted.

“Y/N, I would have dropped everything for you. And I still would.” Y/N would be crying happy tears now, interjecting his statement if it hadn’t been that their food was ready.

They sat in silence eating, though it was comfortable. They never experience awkward or uncomfortable silences. Even though they haven’t seen each other in years, that still hasn’t changed.

Y/N, having to now eat for two, had eaten faster than normal. Her pregnancy brain thought nothing of it, however. Sebastian actually thought it was quite cute. He understood as well, knowing what could come of the responsibility of bearing a child. Though, he tried not to let her know that he was paying more attention to her than she thought.

After they ate, Y/N continued with her story.

“So, it was a few months ago, we hadn’t been as protected as we thought. Clearly, as I’m sure you saw earlier at the cafe, I’m about three months in,” Y/N paused, setting her hand on her rounded belly. Sebastian offered her a comforting smile as he turned his body towards her, leaning his head on his hand as he listened to her intently. Sebastian swore he could feel his own tears forming when her eyes glossed over.

“He left me,” she was barely able to let out as she cried. Sebastian wanted so much to just pull her into his arms and never let go. “I’m not even sad that he did, but after finding out that I’m pregnant with his child, and he just leaves out of nowhere, I just couldn’t handle it. Sometimes I still can’t. It’s just hard, ya know?” Y/N cried, and Sebastian slid over to her and took her in his arms. He let her cry into his chest, stroking her hair. He allowed her to stay there for as long as she needed. He needed her to know that he’d always be there for her, no matter what. After she pulled herself together, Y/N sat up, just barely moving away. Sebastian gave her a sympathetic smile.

“I’m sorry. It’s just being alone without anyone to hold you or help you. It just gets to me.” Y/N said as Sebastian wiped away her tears.

“There’s no need to apologize, Y/N. I’ll always be here to listen to whatever you have to say. You don’t have to worry about not having anyone because I’ll always be here for you.” Sebastian smiled. She returned it, mouthing a weak ‘thank you’ before she continued once again.

“Honestly, I was kinda glad he left. I wouldn’t have to deal with his shit anymore. Though I'm not happy that this baby carries his genes, I’m glad he won’t be in their life.” Y/N gave a weak smile.

“So, after he left, I didn’t want to stay in that hell of bad memories. I wanted to come home, so I searched for an affordable apartment and jumped at the first one I saw. I packed my stuff and moved out. I didn’t leave with much. It was all mostly his. I just had clothes and such. So, I booked a one way ticket back home. I’ve only been back a week or so. Trying to get settled. Everything’s been better since I got back. I’m trying to find a job, maybe another substitute teaching job just so I can get back on my feet before I can’t handle a job anymore.” Y/N finished, placing her hand on her belly. Sebastian knew what she meant; once she got further towards her due date, and once she had her child, she wouldn’t be able to handle a job for the time being.

“Well, Y/N, you really do look great. Despite everything, and I am sorry for everything you’ve been through. I really wish I could’ve been there to help you through it all.” Sebastian told her. She reached towards him to grab his hand in hers.

“You’re here now, Seba. That’s more than I could ever ask for.” She smiled as he brushed his thumb over her knuckles.

The waiter came to take their plates and asked if they would like any dessert.

“I would actually love the chocolate cake please. If you don’t mind,” Y/N requested, turning to Sebastian on the last part.

“Of course not. Anything you’d like is yours.” He answered with a smile. Y/N smiled up at the waiter, handing him her dessert menu and walked away. As they waited for her dessert, Sebastian took the time to ask questions, hoping he wasn’t too forward.

“So, how are you feeling? With everything, and I can only imagine how hard it is already with all the moving you’ve been doing.” Y/N smiled at his question, happy he was still interested in her and her physical being.

“I’m alright. I’m still not right in the head at the moment, but being back home is helping. And I’ve had some pain lately, a lot with my back and such. Though, that’s not really new. But, overall, I’m okay. Just happy to be home.” She smiled.

When she said home, she not only meant being back in New York, but being reunited with Sebastian. Ever since she left for L.A., she hadn’t stopped thinking about him. It was the same for him. All his days were filled with thoughts of how it would be if Y/N were there with him.

But, that didn’t matter now. All that mattered to him was that she was here now, back in his life. He hoped she’d choose to stay, to never leave him again. It wasn’t until she walked into his cafe that he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, if that is what she wanted.

Y/N smiled as she noticed that Sebastian kept eyeing her belly. Not that she minded, she found it quite endearing. She could guess what he was thinking. He cared about her, wanted to make sure she was okay, but didn’t know what to say or how to say it.

“Would you like to feel?” Y/N caught him by surprise. He was speechless, which was odd because he’s never been that way with her.

“Sure,” Sebastian said, just barely above a whisper. She smiled comfortingly at him. He still sat close to her as she offered her hand to him. Lifting his hand, she took it in hers and placed it gently against her belly. It wasn’t a new feeling for him. He’d felt it with his ex, he’d felt his unborn daughter at the time. But, it felt different this time because it was with Y/N. A smile came to his lips, a look of astonishment in his eyes. He brushed his thumb up and down soothingly. It gave them both a sense of peace.

Sebastian was in his own world and hadn’t realized he’d been staring at her until she giggled at him. “Hey, Seba, [are] you still with us?” She let out a laugh that sounded angelic to him. He shared the laugh with her.

“Yeah, sorry. I’m just really glad you’re home, doll.” Sebastian gazed at Y/N, and she blushed at the nickname he always used to call her.

“Me too, Seba.” She said with a sweet smile he would never get enough of.

Just then, Y/N’s dessert came. She hated that she was eating so much, but she couldn’t help it. Plus, it was chocolate, so there was nothing she could do about it. Sebastian completely understood. Especially since he knew how much she loved chocolate. He found everything about her in that moment adorable. He always found her the most beautiful, loving girl he could ever meet. There was no one like her.

Small conversation was passed back and forth, some better stories from their time apart. Lots of it was stories of Sebastian and Grace and it made Y/N so much happier to hear all about her best friend's daughter. It made her feel at home, just to be sitting there with him, talking and laughing like they used to.

When the check came, Y/N begged Sebastian to let her pay.

“No, Y/N, I cannot let you do that. My treat, please.” He said, taking the check away from her.

“But, you already gave me free stuff at your cafe. I mean, at least let me pay for my meal, or at least my dessert.” Y/N still wouldn’t let it go as she pressured him to let her help with the bill.

“Sorry, sweet cheeks, no can do.” A smile came to both of their lips at the nickname. He was just joking around with her. At that point, Y/N knew she wasn’t going to win. So, she gave up, letting him pay. Sebastian gave the waiter his card as you slid up next to him, kissing his cheek.

— Few Minutes Later —

Y/N’s hand wrapped around Sebastian’s arm once again as he walked her out into the cool night air. They walked slowly, enjoying just being in each other’s presence. Sebastian opened the passenger's side door for Y/N, waiting patiently for her to get settled before closing the door and slipping into the drivers side.

On the way back to Y/N’s apartment, she asked Sebastian questions about the cafe, receiving info about his regular customers, how it's busier in the morning than the afternoon. He talked about the bookstore that held all kinds of books from different times, no matter how much it looked like a bookstore from the 40’s.

It wasn’t until about 10 minutes after Sebastian had pulled in by her apartment that Y/N realized how late it was and that they’d been talking non-stop for hours over the course of the night.

Sebastian was just about done talking about the things he and Grace would do together, so many things Y/N wished she had been there for, when a pain pierced through the side of her stomach. She winced, her hand shooting up to her belly, and Sebastian couldn’t not acknowledge her movements.

“You okay, Y/N? What’s wrong?” His voice laced with worry as he turned his body towards her. She laid her head back against the headrest, taking a deep breath through her teeth.

“Yeah, I’m fine. This has been happening a lot since I found out.” Katie answered, but he was still concerned.

“What is it? Have you seen a doctor about it?” Sebastian seemed a bit panicked, which Y/N thought was adorable.

“Seba, it’s fine.” Y/N let out a sweet chuckle, making Sebastian relax, especially as she sets her hand on his cheek, looking him in the eye. “It’s just some pain in my side. It’s probably completely normal. I’m going to see my doctor next week. I’ll ask her about it then.” It wasn’t until he softened against her touch, closing his eyes to relish in the feeling, that she realized what she was doing. But neither of them minded.

“I missed this, Y/N. I missed you.” Sebastian confessed, opening his eyes.

“I missed you, too, Seba.” She realized then as they stared into each other’s eyes that she wanted him to kiss her, or for her to kiss him. But, a wave of exhaustion took over, and as much as she hated to ruin the moment, she could barely keep her eyes open.

“Seba, as much as I’d like this moment to go on forever, I feel like I’m about to pass out,” Y/N smiled softly. Sebastian just laughed quietly.

“Let’s get you to bed then.” Sebastian smiled. He got out of the car and rushed to Y/N’s side, opening her door. He took her hand and lifted her out of the car. He bent back in to grab her backpack before walking her to her door.

“I had an amazing night with you, Seba. Thank you for everything.” Y/N gushed as she turned to him by her door.

“It was my pleasure, Y/N. I couldn’t have my best friend walk into my cafe and not give her a proper welcome home.” Sebastian mentioned, making her blush for the umpteenth time that night. “The cafe opens at 10. I hope to see you again, Y/N.” He smiled as he moved so close to her that she could feel his warm breath against her cheek.

“How could I stay away?” She smiled up at him.

Then, slowly, Sebastian leaned down and pressed his lips to hers in a passionate, loving kiss. It was what they both have been waiting for since the day they met. His lips moved in sync with hers perfectly as his hands wound around her waist, pulling her flush against him, as close as her belly would allow, her hands locked around his neck.

“I should go. Grace is probably wondering where I am.” Sebastian whispered in her ear, making her cheeks go red as she nodded.

“Goodnight, Seba.” Y/N smiled as Sebastian pressed one last kiss to her forehead. She watched as he walked back to his car before digging for her keys, unlocking her door and almost squealing in love and excitement once she shut the door behind her. This was the best welcome home ever, even if it was unexpected.

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