#i'm sad because i didn't prepare anything special for his birthday :(

[jeffbiblesupremacy]

Happy 25th birthday Bible!!

[noroi1000]

Can request of Gojo and Geto propose marriage to y/n. And I want to see the entire process from the engagement to the honeymoon and is your option if they move in together after or before.

Rings on fingers

Paring: Husband Gojo x wife reader x Husband Geto

words:5k

Warnings: NSFW (oral sex, anal sex), pervert Gojo

Summary: Your boys have arranged a very nice evening for you. You didn't expect there was more to it. You didn't know until they got down on their knees in front of you with the box in their hand.

The last thing you expected was your boyfriends asking you out on a fancy date.

You already had trouble choosing clothes to go to such a thing, but you managed.

They thought you looked beautiful.

And they looked really handsome in their black suits, too.

You wondered why Satoru wanted to go on such a dry date so much, when he always preferred to go to a restaurant to eat all those spiced and delicious treats that you can eat while you go. He loved food that he could get quickly and then eat. Even better when it's really tasty.

Suguru did not like large groups of people, as he was easily annoyed by the chaos and noise caused by people. And he hated jostling, too.

Therefore, for him, home-cooked food was the best, or ordering something. But he did not disdain going out to restaurants.

Besides, where they took you was beyond your expectations.

You didn't even know where you were going.

However, you were satisfied, regardless of the price they paid to get there.

It was very pleasant for you to watch how they, handsome-looking men smiled at you all the time.

Satoru with his bangs slightly swept to the side to make him look more combed. His narrow rectangular glasses on his nose as he looked at you with a smile.

Suguru with his man bun made of bangs and long black hair on his back.

Could they have looked prettier?

They dragged you to the observation deck when it was just you.

And suddenly Satoru stood in front of you, pressing your hips against the fence behind you.

He kissed you passionately. But that didn't make him forget that there was another man here who, seeing this, also became thirsty for your lips.

When the white-haired man pulled away, he let his friend do the same to you.

"Don't be shy. There's no one here but us." He said in your ear as he hugged you.

"I know. But I'm not used to us kissing in a place like this." You said, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Besides, is there any special occasion that you brought me here?"

They were quiet and smiled slightly at you.

"I don't remember today being December 7th or February 3rd being your birthday. Also, today is not my birthday either. If it's our relationship anniversary, I'm sorry... I forgot..."

"That's not it, baby." Satoru placed his fingers on your cheek, running his fingers over your skin.

"So what is it? something special? Should I prepare something too?" You asked. You were sad that you forgot something. After all, they prepared for you so much and you don't even know what occasion.

Or was there no chance at all?

You should be used to them spending money on unexpected things they want to do.

This is mostly what Satoru does, who is able to buy anything he thought he would like.

Also when it comes to grocery shopping.

In fact, this is the case with all your purchases.

However, there has never been a time when they have done so much for you.

You never wanted them to buy everything for you out of boredom. It was nice, but the simplest days with them were also like that.

However, that wasn't enough for them.

They wanted their girlfriend around all the time.

Because now you were their girlfriend. Both of them.

They've always wanted more.

"You shouldn't prepare anything." Suguru said as he pulled away from you.

"Everything that needed preparation is already prepared. You don't have to worry about that." Satoru added. "There's only one thing left for us to prepare."

"What?"

Suddenly you saw them both kneeling in front of you on one knee.

"We need to prepare something to be on your hand. Prepare our future together." Suguru said as he showed you the black shiny box that had been in his pants pocket before.

You stared at them with wide eyes.

"Will you be our wife?"

You looked at Satoru who said those words.

When you didn't answer, he started to smile.

"I wish I could call you wifey." He chuckled closing his eyes charmingly.

"You can't be serious. This is your next prank, right?"

"You think I'd play pranks on you? I know Satoru once proposed to you with an onion ring, but I'm not like him." The dark haired man laughed, opening the box in front of you.

Satoru's hands gripped yours.

"We didn't know if we should buy you two engagement rings or this one will be enough... But after all you are to be our wife..." He sent you a warm smile.

"You planned this from the beginning, didn't you?" muttered quietly.

"It's hard to create an ideal situation where neither of us feel awkward. And Satoru wanted it to be special."

"So what's the answer?"

The white-haired man's hand grabbed the ring in the box, and he pulled it out.

If he accidentally drops it, he would be able to use all his techniques to catch it.

You looked to the side, but Suguru's hand tugging yours lightly made you look at him.

A small, kind smile on his handsome face.

"I'll ask again, baby. Will you be our wife?"

            At this moment, a cool precious metal has been slid onto your finger.

Decorating your hand.

One ring symbolizing that there will be rings on your fingers that will connect you as more than boys and girls.

Your happiness with them will never end.

Because they want to continue being with you. May you always be together. As they are used to it. To never lose you. To never be apart. To always believe in yourself and trust that you are in your space. Side by side, in love. Ensuring that no one will take away this connection from you.

Life in marriage will be different for you than you have lived before.

But it will be just as happy.

You will be closer.

You will wake up in the same bed as you wake up together every day.

You will fall asleep in each other's arms.

You will spend time together.

Do everything together.

Live together.

As it was before.

However, with one big difference.

You will no longer be their girlfriend.

You will be their wife.

Everything will be the same.

But also everything will change so much.

A passage that turns to create a completely different road.

However, walking after that, you still feel the same.

However, there will be one change.

Rings will appear on your fingers.

"At 12am we go to choose decorations. At 4p.m. we have a cake tasting. And later..." said Suguru, standing at the table as he flicked through his phone where he had written appointments. "Why should we taste cakes? Can't we just pick our favorite?"

"I want to eat cake." Satoru laughed as he laid his head on your lap.

You were sitting on the couch with him. Well, now he was on the couch using your thighs as a pillow.

"We can buy a cake if you want."

"Each of us has a different taste. So I thought a cake tasting would be the perfect thing!" He said happily. "Each of us will choose our favorite. Maybe we can buy three?"

"Admit that you want to go there to eat cakes of various flavors with impunity." You patted his head smiling.

"A bit like that. I'm curious how they will taste. Besides, I want the best cake at my wedding. That's why I want to taste it, not choose blindly."

"...Fine." Your second fiancé muttered, looking further into his phone. "Tomorrow, the restaurant's food choices, as well as the guest list... Ugh..."

"I've booked a visit to the clothing store for the wedding." Your fiancé, who was lying on top of you, spoke up.

"When?"

"When did I order or when is it?"

"both."

"I called there yesterday and the deadline is after tomorrow."

"Okay, at least that won't be a problem. (y/n), do you want Shoko and the others to come with you? To help you choose?"

"I thought you'd come with me. Of course I would like the bridesmaids to be there when choosing a dress, especially since Mei really wanted it. But I would prefer you. This is going to be our wedding, so you guys help me choose." You gave him a small smile.

You looked at your hand with your engagement ring on it. The hand that was on the head of one of your fiancées.

"How about the suits for us, Satoru?"

"The same shop."

"Fine. What time?"

"1pm."

"It suits."

"Preparing to leave?" He asked.

The dark haired man looked at the white haired man.

He looked at the clock.

he sighed.

"Yeah... We're about to go. How I don't like spending all day in the city..."

Once you managed to get out from under Satoru, you walked over to him, wrapping the ends of his hair around your fingers.

"Don't worry. In a few days, these preparations will be over." You cuddled up to his arm.

Suddenly, he gently grabbed your jaw and his face appeared in front of yours.

Lips separated from yours by a thin space.

"You'll be my wife soon. In a few days this pretty face will be smiling as she stands in her dress to say "my husband" to me..."

"You forgot about me?"

Satoru suddenly appeared next to you, who was just as close to you.

His cheek touched yours.

Suguru's lips connected to yours and Satoru unexpectedly joined his. Which surprised both of you.

"what? We will have a wedding. How are you going to kiss without me?" He laughed.

Laughing softly with a small blush, you grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss.

To do the same with both of them later.

Satoru was kissing the right side of your mouth while Suguru was kissing the left side as well. And you too, you tried to kiss them properly.

Even though it was a bit difficult. But it was nice and fun to try.

You knew it would. You couldn't decide what you wanted your wedding to look like...

Of course, bright colors were chosen, mostly white with light blue. And the flowers that are supposed to be decorations are purple lilies.

You wanted your wedding to be associated with your future husbands. That's why you wanted these colors.

White and blue tablecloths, dishes and napkins, as well as small elements such as vases, and purple flowers that will be the color of Suguru's eyes. Light, not intense purple.

The lilies were chosen because they liked them.

Not so distinctive ornaments, you didn't mean to just show it off. You didn't want a rush. That's why you chose the best deals that matched it.

Besides, it took you so long that you had to rush to make it to your cake tasting date that Satoru wanted so badly.

It took so long because the company you went to had a very large selection of decorations. As well as different types of tables and chairs.

Your ceremony is supposed to be outdoors anyway, in a large gazebo.

That's why you didn't want something so sophisticated.

Besides, there won't be that many people there. It is for your enjoyment and for those who are close to you.

Suguru was strangely calm as he drove his car through the crowded streets at this hour in Tokyo.

Perhaps because Satoru was sitting in the back seat and you were sitting next to him in the front?

He didn't have to change gear when he was driving, not now, because he was driving at a constant speed the entire time. That's why his hand was placed on your knee.

And Satoru would sometimes reach out to play with your hair.

Tiny acts of tenderness that you couldn't magnify while driving.

When you arrived at the building where you were supposed to eat only cakes, you were immediately taken to a table where an employee gave you tiny pieces of cake prepared for this tasting.

Satoru clearly said that there will be three people, which is why you saw miniature cakes on the table nearby, each with a different flavor. And the worker was dividing it into three parts to give you.

These miniature cakes are cute, but Satoru certainly wouldn't want them. He prefers a big cake.

Especially that these miniatures are a few centimeters long, and they serve only to taste it.

As expected, everyone took turns tasting Satoru.

It was all good, however you had your favourites.

And for Suguru, some were too sweet.

You have different opinions about flavors.

Satoru is addicted to sugar and anything sweet is good for him.

Suguru doesn't mind sweets, but he likes less sweet food more.

They had one thing in common. That Satoru finally said no. And Suguru said he liked one cake, even if it was sweet.

You were all supposed to agree on the cake, so you didn't choose it.

Especially since Satoru was against it, and he will be the main person who will eat this cake.

That's why he didn't like the alcohol-based custard cake.

Suguru didn't care, even if he liked it.

So he didn't mind that his friend rejected it right away.

You ended up being forced to eat more cakes by Satoru because Suguru said he didn't want any more sweet.

That's why his portion was given to the white-haired man who was pushing the cake into you.

Until finally, after a long time of forcing yourself to taste the cake, you chose.

You ended up eating only a small piece and Satoru ate the rest for you.

But when you gave a piece to Suguru to ask him if he agreed, it was over.

Everything else was eaten by Satoru.

And he was pleased.

You chose, ordered a cake for the date, and of course you got an invitation to the food tasting, which will also be here.

You'll go with them here, but there's no way you're going to eat everything. You let them choose.

Because they are your gluttons.

"You were supposed to help me choose..." you groaned as you looked at yourself in the mirror as you stood there in the dress.

They both looked at you but didn't say anything.

They were supposed to help you!

But no, they preferred to stare at your body every time you changed your dress to see what it looked like.

But maybe it would be better to sit here with your bridesmaids and ask them for their opinion...

Because your fiancés are probably too perverted to even say anything. They just prefer to look at you instead of advising you.

"Satoru, I see you looking at my ass..." you muttered knowing how your white haired man's eyes were lower than they should have been.

When he heard that, he laughed.

"Can you help me choose?" You asked with your hands on your hips.

It's starting to annoy you.

Especially because they promised to help you.

You helped them choose suits, but they don't help you choose dresses.

"My eyes are here." He said to both of them as their eyes slid down your body again.

"I can't concentrate..." Suguru muttered, placing his hand over his face.

"Honey, you're constantly undressing and dressing. So don't expect us to think of anything other than you."

"Suguru at least helps him put it on...! And you're a pervert who's just waiting for me to undress and undress."

"I liked the last one." He said as if ignoring you.

"..." You rolled your eyes and put on the one you've been thinking about all along.

You walked over to Suguru to fasten a small zipper on your back.

"So? Do you like this?"

"It's your outfit. We were only supposed to advise you."

"Suguru..." you moaned, feeling his hands massage your shoulders gently.

You looked at Satoru.

"I'm just waiting to see you in it and then take it off you~." He stuck out his tongue. Your white-haired fiancé was acting like a pervert today...

"Satoru –." you growled.

"Shall I help you choose?"

A woman entered.

You all looked at her at once.

"I'm sorry, however there may be an assistant, bridesmaids or fiancé in the fitting room. I wish there weren't two men in the women's room," she said.

"I'm sorry but they are with me to help me."

"Rules are rules. Only the groom could enter this room while the bride is inside."

"We're both grooms." Satoru said, sitting lazily on a soft bench.

The woman looked at you.

"They are. Thank you, but we don't need any more help. We choose this dress." You said, feeling Suguru's hand on your waist.

"Marriage is two people, not three." She said, looking at you. "You can't make jokes about what a wedding is supposed to be like."

"I'm not joking." You said.

"You shouldn't have two grooms. Do you want two husbands? One won't be enough for you?"

"But it-."

"As if you couldn't decide on one of them. The other would make an equally good life. Besides, relationships of this kind are illegal in the country. You can plan, but no one will agree to it. I sell clothes to normal people. So now I should kick you out of here for trying to change the world for you. I don't think they like being here for you."

"I thought you ran this store to make money off people who wanted to buy wedding clothes here. Then why are you so desperate to get rid of customers?"

She looked almost frightened at the dark-haired man towering over her.

"Such people remind people of what they cannot, even though internally they still care about not losing customers." Satoru added, also getting up to stand next to you. "Besides, we dragged her here to choose what she likes."

"Are you sure about this dress?" Suguru asked you.

It was pretty. You really enjoyed it.

But this woman made you lose all confidence in this wedding.

What if she was right?

Are you too selfish? Because you will have two husbands?

Is it selfish?

They've been with you for some time, and they planned everything to make even the proposal beautiful...

You nodded and he placed a kiss on your forehead.

More practical, ignoring the saleswoman, you disguised yourself behind the curtain. And the dress you wanted was packed, and so were their suits.

You were already leaving the store when Satoru decided to annoy the annoying woman.

And also comfort you.

He grabbed your face, arching your head so you were looking up, and put his mouth on yours as he stood behind you.

You tightened your fingers on his sleeves as he held your jaw to keep your head up as he used your height difference to kiss you like that.

He lecherously stuck out his tongue as he took it from your mouth, leaving you with a huge blush.

"I'm so glad you're finally going to be our wife."

  You wanted to run when you saw them standing in front of a small, decorated gazebo, dressed the same.

Looking at you with a smile.

People standing nearby, dressed as elegantly as you.

Satoru's students, their friends. Everyone they thought of as someone closer. Your family.

You only felt Shoko pushing you out of the corridor of the building that is intended for this ceremony.

Everyone waiting for you?

How are you supposed to show up there so suddenly...?

There are so many people there...

You want to sit there and cry. You want to go out there, but at the same time you are so afraid.

Because your life will change after all this.

You're afraid you'll do something wrong, and you'll ruin something they've been planning so hard.

From the proposal to this moment. And also already to the honeymoon.

Everything was already planned by them.

Because they knew from the beginning that you would agree to be their wife.

So why are you so scared now?

You are so happy that you want to cry.

However, your fear is justified.

You're afraid to ruin the perfect moment where you'll be closer than you've always been.

They were waiting for you.

"If you're afraid of messing something up, (y/n), Gojo would mess it up more." You looked to the side to see Megumi standing there.

"Did you guess?" you laughed softly.

"Don't cry yet! We didn't try so hard to get the make-up you wanted so that it's all flowing down your face now!" Shoko said, fanning your face with her hand so that nothing gets damaged.

"Sorry." You smiled apologetically.

"Megumi, do they even think that something might go wrong?"

"I'm sure the only setback you'll have at the wedding is if Gojo does something unexpected. In the style of dancing on the table."

You saw his little smile.

You laughed quietly.

"Thank you." You hugged him gently before Shoko dragged you outside.

Where were you in plain sight for them.

Right away, without any warning, they just walked over to you, putting their hands on your back and waist, guiding you.

You had the impression for a moment that they were leading you there so that you wouldn't run away from your nerves...

But at some point you were already standing in front of them, looking at their sparkling eyes.

"I promise I will always be with you."

  It all happened almost so naturally.

You don't even know when, but there was a ring on your finger just like theirs.

(For the safety of the psyche of the children who attended your wedding, without a deep kiss.) - Utahime's order.

You'll have time to make up for it over the next few years.

Your face was pressed into them as they hugged you after everything that had happened.

So you can later see Satoru lying on the table after drinking one too many glasses of wine. (He only drank one)

After eating most of the cake that was on the table, and eating what was on your table, they squashed you, holding you between their chests as they danced.

Let Satoru who has had a drink into the place where the music is. I'm sure he'll want to dance with you.

To touch you a little.

But mainly to have you close.

Just as they both wanted.

Because today your life has changed.

Because on your fingers now there are rings binding you by oath.

"Uughhh.... I'm hot...."

"I turned on the air conditioning. Besides, it's not that hot, don't whine. You just finished swimming in the pool." You said, laughing at the sight of one of your husbands lying in boxers on the huge bed.

That they wanted to spend your honeymoon in a luxury hotel, renting one luxury cottage that they had up their sleeve is one thing.

This is an island and your cottage is further away from people.

There aren't that many people here, even though it's so good here.

You are to spend a month in luxury. Pools, hot tubs, food you can't beat, service you want.

And all this while you can spend time together.

He knelt on the bed next to him, and leaned in to kiss his cheek.

"Rest if you feel like it. It's not that hot." You said ruffling his hair.

"I'm still hot." He said keeping his hand on your bare thigh as you walked around in your underwear and bathrobe.

"Would you like some ice cream?" You asked, stroking his arm.

"Put it on my dick."

"NO. I suggest you a normal ice cream." You laughed, trying to avoid the suggestive joke.

You know what he was getting at.

For what every day.

To sex that lasts so long with them.

"I'll be right back." You pecked his lips before getting off the bed. But suddenly you felt a grab on your wrist. Which only meant that he wanted to pull you back into bed.

You gave in and let him do it.

You were lying on his chest as he kissed you, his hands positioning your legs on either side of his hips.

You fumbled with one hand to untie the knot of your bathrobe.

And meanwhile he pulled down your panties to encourage you to take it off.

So you got up for a moment and threw your underwear on the floor.

Same thing happened with your bathrobe.

He spat on his hand and reached behind you, probably smearing his cock with his saliva because moments later he lifted your hips and guided his hand between your legs.

He left the remnants of his saliva on your entrance and smeared some on the head of his cock before pulling your hips down.

He let go of his length, inviting you to fall on top of him.

Holding the base of it, you began to slowly sink into it, letting it stretch you inch by inch deeper.

You held your breath until you put your hips completely on top of him.

Feeling his cock find a nice spot right under your belly. Or even there.

You licked your finger, wetting your clit.

To make it easier to move around when you're wetter.

He needs a lot of slippery to slide into you so smoothly.

That's why you make it so easy for him, and you manage to take him easily. Because with them you always get wet quickly.

But this time he didn't wait. And he pulled you to lie on his chest.

Grabbing your buttocks, he bent his knees to make it very easy for him to move his hips.

And then he gently pulled out of you to push himself inside just as gently.

He repeated very gentle and nice movements until he felt you tremble. And also his dick entered you very easily.

Then, unexpectedly, he thrust upwards, slamming hard against your hips. To get the sound out of your mouth.

He began to accelerate, without fear of whether you could take him.

You are always so wonderful and you take it so well.

His wonderful wife.

Yes, you did it well.

He was smiling with a tiny blush on his cheeks from the fall that now reigned over your skins.

He didn't let you move on your own. He knew what your body needed and how it needed to move.

And thrusting deep into you always worked to get the sweetest moans out of you.

"Are you having fun without me? Geez... I only came in for a second to come back and see you fucking our wife." He laughed.

You looked over at Sugeru who was standing in the doorway in his looser camisole.

"You're back!" Satoru sang. "Her pussy is so eager you know? Just like on her wedding night!"

"Really? Let me check it out."

He came up behind you and took off his shirt.

He also unhooked your bra by the way.

He lifted your hips until his friend's cock fell out of your wet hole.

All wet with your juices.

"Really. Such a good girl. We have such a lovely wife." he laughed before guiding his cock into your quivering hole and pushing your hips down so that you lay down on Satoru's chest, lower half of your body stuffed.

Taking off his shorts, Geto tugged at his friend's ankles to lower him onto the bed. Just to have more headroom.

"You could have said I would have moved myself." He laughed.

"You've got a dick in her, so I doubt you'd do it." he replied.

He walked over to one side of him, and knelt down so your face was tall enough for him.

"We could have turned her around." The white haired man said with a smile as he intentionally thrust himself into you hard to make you let out sweet moans.

"There's no need to. Besides, you like to watch her suck cock anyway."

Your hand grabbed his cock without asking and you started stroking it to harden it.

Enduring pleasurable torture over your hole.

When you got tired of moaning into Satoru's chest, you put Suguru's broad tip in your mouth to gag yourself a bit. And you let him push your hips gently back and forth, pinching your lips as you sucked on him.

You held the rest in your hand.

"I said you like to watch her suck dick."

"I have nothing else to look at. Besides, it's hot." He said, still ramming into your poor pussy which is going to be sore after all the honeymoon you're having.

You looked at your hand with the ring holding its base.

It looked so lascivious because that ring was new and you were already holding a dick in your hand.

You suddenly pulled it out of your mouth, staring at it as your mouth was connected to it by saliva.

"Suguru, fuck me?" You asked innocently, and leaned in to stick your ass out to him.

"How can I refuse my wife when she asks so sweetly?" He asked with a smile.

He walked around you and positioned himself between his friend's knees.

He wasn't sure if you wanted him to go inside your pussy too, or if you wanted him to go up your ass.

As he understood it, so he did.

Besides, he didn't want to force himself inside your little pussy to rip you apart.

You're not ready for this yet. But you will be. And one day they will both fuck you in the pussy.

Dripping his fingers, he inserted one into you and then the other, stretching you out.

There's a reason you left so much saliva on it.

But he spat on your ass anyway, spreading your buttocks, and put a drop of his saliva inside you with the tip. Deep inside you slowly. By listening to your body's reactions.

But your legs spread even more on either side of Satoru's body.

Your body fell softly against him, lying motionless. Trembling as they overstretch you.

You are the only one for your two husbands with big dicks.

His hand stroked your back reassuringly, and the other reached between your stomach and Satoru's. And he found a quick way to your clitoris to rub his fingers on you.

The first ascent is always the hardest. He made your journey through the first stretching enjoyable. Even though you might have gotten used to it the last time you had sex with them.

You have three holes and you take two dicks. In fact, they were surprised that you agreed so easily to let one of them penetrate your ass.

But it was just as nice with them as if they were fucking your pussy.

Weird, but just as fun.

When he reached the end, he moved the tip of the bundle of nerves that made your toes curl up. And you came with a soft whine on Gojo's shoulder.

Soaking the length of your white haired lover with a small stream of your juices flowing out of you.

"She likes it... Yeah, baby?" He kissed your forehead. "You're doing well. It's nice, isn't it?"

"...Move..." you groaned, letting out shuddering moans as they simultaneously backed away and slammed into your body at the same time.

And the coolness of the rings on their fingers as they held your body was so nice.

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Bday memories

Modern!Azriel x reader

Words: about 1.7k words

Warnings: sad sad sad, selfharm mentioned, death thoughts, fluffy couple, a little bit of innuendos of smut

Author's note: Hi! So this is the first for my series of oneshot for my birthday. I changed my plan and I'll plan the Steve Harrington one in honor of a lovely human that is born that day.

P.s this oneshot contains really personal thought and happenings. I don't know if you all are confortable with what I have written, but I kinda needed to get this out of my system. Please if you feel what I felt get someone to help you. I'm always here to listen if someone what someone to talk with :) You are not alone, remember it loves

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Bday plan

For your birthday, you never wanted anything more than to spend it with the people you love most, without going anywhere or doing anything special, yet you never really succeeded because eventually everyone you cared about would leave, leaving you alone.

You wake up in your boyfriend's bed, next to Azriel who, however, is still asleep, so you stop and look at him as you reflect.

Today is your birthday.

Usually your birthday is one of your favorite days of the year, not so much for the presents, but for the excuse precisely to be able to spend time with those you love, for no real actual reason, but rather to celebrate having gone another full circle around the sun.

Yet this birthday you feel it is different.

Last year, not on the very day of your birthday, but a few days later you had met up with what at the time was your best friend, or at least you thought she was, to celebrate your birthday, your 18th birthday, but the celebration had not gone as you expected.

Before leaving, after giving you the gift and a notebook with all the memories of your adventures together imprinted on it, she had given you a letter to read later, saying not to read it right away so as "not to spoil the mood." Immediately you had become suspicious, but had not given much weight to her words, wanting to enjoy that day with her.

In the evening, looking back at the sad and not very personal gift she had given you and wondering if really eight years of friendship was worth just that one gift on such an important day, remembering the personal and special gift you had prepared for her eighteenth birthday, you read that fatal letter.

At first you thought it would be tear-jerking, loving and sweet, as is usually the case among friendships that work, but this time you were surprised.

In this one she accused you of having changed into someone she did not recognize, into someone she did not have the pleasure of having near her because she no longer respected her tastes, and you felt as if pierced in the beginning by those words, and then turned that pain into anger, which, however, with the passage of time became sadness again.

At that moment, like a sword ready to cut the thread that kept you bound to reality, you felt like a horrible person, unable to love and unable to have friends.

Ever since you were a little girl you have been abandoned by every person you find, after a while, as if they get tired of you, and decide that you are the problem, when your only concern is that the other person is well and happy, but this time it seemed different, at least until a while before, where you had begun to sense that your friend was changing, into something different, something strange, and that between the two of you things were no longer going very well, but you didn't think it would ever come to that.

You had certainly changed a bit, but you thought you had done so for the better, as you saw yourself as more confident and happier, while she did nothing but talk about herself and think only of herself, overshadowing you and leaving you no room to grow.

His words hurt you so much that for months you were at your lowest, depressed so much that every night you cried on your pillow before falling asleep asking Mother not to leave you alone.

If it hadn't been for your friends, you don't even know if you would have moved on, or if you would have stopped doing the biggest shit of all that you had ever done.

After weeks of being in pain, and feeling cornered by life, alone in the grip of its fury, you had tried to make your pain go away by causing yourself some more pain, this time physical pain, cutting your wrists, not so much as to bleed profusely but enough to leave deep scratches that ached for days on end.

Fortunately, your other friends seeing your state did not leave you alone and made sure you got back on track to face what would be the worst school year of your life: your senior year of high school.

They have led you to believe that after all maybe you are not such a horrible person and that if they have done all this for you, there must be some good in you, however somehow this whole experience has led you to reevaluate that day that since childhood you love so much, and almost to fear it.

Then when you started college a few months ago, you met the first guy who really made your heart flutter like it was the first time: Azriel, an older guy who is in one of your classes, though, and after sitting next to each other for a couple of classes, he had asked you out, and you without a second thought said yes.

Now you find yourself here in his bed, ready to celebrate your big day, after being together only a month and a bit. Every day you wonder how lucky you were to meet him, and how much fate loves you for making him fall in love with you.

He is the guy everyone dreams about: handsome, smart, sensitive, funny and last but not least an absolute god in bed, yet he chose you and this is not possible to understand somehow.

You didn't even realize he woke up, too lost in your thoughts, until you felt his lips on your hands, clutching his shirt while your face rested on the pillow.

"Good morning baby." He says in a hoarse voice, and you almost have to hold back not to groan at hearing it.

"Good morning." You answer, trying to recover.

"What were you thinking about, before I interrupted you?" He asks curiously, as he wraps his mighty arms around you. Outside his bedroom door you hear the first movements of the morning, with Cassian, one of his roommates, leaving to go for his jog along the river.

"Well I was thinking a little bit about last year and all the things that happened to me during the year." You confess, without shame, having already opened your heart fully on that subject to Azriel a while ago, explaining to him the reason for certain faded scars on your arm.

He immediately becomes serious as he pulls your face up with one hand, making sure that you are now looking into each other's eyes.

"Love, the past is in the past and can no longer hurt you because you abandoned it at the bottom of the sea, it can never surface again." He says softly, while with his thumb he caresses your cheek, and with his mouth he leaves a trail of kisses all along your jaw. "And even if those memories surface now and then you instead of taking them as bad and evil omens, you remember that they became the launching pad for being the amazing person you are today." He continues, before leaving a sweet kiss on your lips.

You cry a little bit, unable to contain your emotions, and so you let all the emotions you were reliving before come out of you with those tears. Once you have calmed down he looks at you, trying to figure out how you were and you smile at him, so he kisses you again and hugs you tighter than before if possible. You feel the warm palms of his hands on your back, while his chin rests on your head, as if trying to absorb you into his own body.

"Happy complenno my little one." He whispers at the end, after a few minutes of pure silence. You smile and thank him with your voice still hoarse from crying.

"I know I promised to give you only one present, but we both know I can never fail to spoil you." He finally confesses, chuckling.

"Azriel! You promised me! Now I feel guilty!" You say, looking up and laughing in turn.

"How can you feel guilty if someone decides to give you a birthday present!" He asks shocked. "Besides, I couldn't decide, they were all perfect, so I got them all."

"Couldn't you keep them for Christmas, too?" You say with an obvious manner.

"Even by Christmas I already have at least five. "He confesses again in a low voice.

"You're kidding I hope!"

"I've already told you that I have to spoil you, you're my little girl and if it were up to me I would cover you with gifts every day."

"Which is not very different from what you do." You respond by sticking your tongue out at him. He responds by kissing you passionately, and pushing your body under his.

"Maybe I should give you your first present already." He says in a low, gravelly voice to your ear, before leaving a series of wet, warm kisses down your neck. "Which I believe will be repeated again tonight."

"Oh really?" You say trying to reason again, even as you begin to feel pleasure slowly cloud your senses.

"A guy has to make sure his girlfriend is well satisfied, especially on her birthday." He says chuckling, before returning to leave purple marks on your snow-white neck.

Too engrossed in your sinful activity you do not realize that Cassian has returned from his jog, until he throws open the door to the room.

"Happy birthday little one, how is it to be 19 years old-oh fuck is it possible you two are worse than rabbits?" Cassian comments, covering his eyes and walking out, not before adding. "When will you learn to close the door?"

"When will you learn to knock instead?" Azriel comments in return, covering your body with his so his friend can't see you. "Or better yet, when will you learn to mind your own business?"

"When you learn to keep your hands to yourself Azzy." Cassian replies, now in the distance.

"Well then I'd say we'd better learn how to close the door first." You comment this time.

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[kazu86sworld]

Hello everyone!

This my new kakayama fic. I wrote this to celebrate kakashi's birthday 😊

Hope you like it!

Happy reading!

And Happy birthday kakashi! 🥰

My Sweetest Birtday

For many people, birthday is a sweet, happy and special day. But not for Kakashi.

For Kakashi, his birthday, September 15, is a sad, bitter, even disgusting day.

It's sad, because on his 10th birthday, the only person he really loved, his mother, left him forever, after two weeks of being hospitalized.

Bitter, because his father was never present on his birthday because he was always busy working and only sent gifts. Even on his 10th birthday when his mother died, his father was also absent, again and again because of business matters abroad.

And it's disgusting, because a few days ago, his father suddenly said he would hold a celebration for his birthday. Not an ordinary celebration at home, but a private party at a luxury restaurant. Business partners, government officials, celebrities, and other wealthy families will come to the party.

When Kakashi asked his father why he was holding a party like that, his father answered "This year you are 21 years old. It's time for you to prepare to be my successor, to lead our company. After all, you just graduated from college with perfect grades, let's just say the party is also to celebrate your graduation..."

So, here he is tonight, in a private ballroom inside a fancy fine dining restaurant at Konoha. Standing with a luxurious black tuxido beside his father. Invitations began to arrive. As his father said, they were the upper class of society in Konoha, business partners, officials, celebrities, and a number of rich families. Kakashi could see the faces of those who pretended to be sweet and friendly just to get connections and profits from the Hatake Corp (the largest construction company in Konoha).

"Go meet them!" Sakomo said.

"Not interested..." Kakashi answered lazily.

"Don't be childish, Kakashi. This is an important moment..." said Sakomo.

"Important for you, dad. Not for me..." answered Kakashi.

"This is important for our family!" Sakomo said in a firm tone. "There are some important people here. You have to start getting to know them and start building relationships. This is to maintain the stability of our family business in the future."

Kakashi began to feel emotions rumbling in his chest. The feelings of dislike for his father that he had been harboring for so long almost overflowed. If it weren't for his mother's last message before she died to look after his father, he would have vented all his emotions in front of his father.

"Beside..." apparently his father hadn't finished speaking. "Look...some important people came with their daughters. They look beautiful, right? And must be highly educated. Maybe you can choose one of them...dating one of them...or marrying one of them. That's also good for the future of our family business..."

Brakkk!

Kakashi placed his glass hard on the table next to him, startling Sakumo. "Excuse me, dad..." He left the room leaving his father and everyone at the party.

Kakashi rushed into the toilet. Both hands tightly gripped the edge of the sink. His breathing was irregular. His chest was tight. Maybe this was because all the emotions he had been holding back towards his father were on the verge of exploding. But he couldn't possibly express it in the party room.

"Are you alright, sir?"

Kakashi was surprised. He thought there was no one else in the toilet besides him. He turned to the person. A guy, wearing a white hat and turquoise jacket and navy jeans.

"Do you need some help, sir? Should I call someone for you? Or an ambulance?" Asked the guy.

Kakashi didn't answer, his breathing was still uneven.

"Sir?" Asked the guy again.

"No...I'm fine..." Kakashi answered breathlessly.

"Are you sure, sir? But you look unwell, is there anything I can do for you?" Asked the guy, sounds worried. "How about you sit down and catch your breath?"

Kakashi nodded.

"Let me help you..." said the guy. He helped Kakashi sit on the floor, leaned him against the wall, then straightened Kakashi's legs.

"I am sorry sir...but you need to open your mask and loosen your collar so you can breathe better..."

Kakashi did what the guy said, he opened his mask and opened two buttons on his shirt...

"Now breathe slowly, sir...

Kakashi breathed slower and calmer...

"Here, sir. It's new. Drink it..." the guy took a bottle of mineral water from his backpack, opened the lid, and gave it to Kakashi. Kakashi accepted and took a few sips.

"Better?" Asked the guy. Kakashi nodded. The guy smiled in relief.

"Thanks..."

"No problem, sir..."

"Just kakashi, please...I am not that old..."

"Oh...alright, kakashi..." the guy chuckled. "I am Tenzo..."

"Ten-zo..." kakashi repeats it. "Nice name..."

"Thanks. Kakashi isn't bad too..."

Kakashi laughed small.

"If you're already better, I think I can go now..."

"Wait! Tenzo...Could you...do me favor?"

"Sure. What is it?"

"I need to get out of here..."

"You want me to help you walk to the front door?"

"No. I mean I need to go out from here through the other door...not the front..."

Tenzo looks confused.

"I don't want anyone to see me go out of this place..." added Kakashi.

"Have you done something bad?" Tenzo looked hesitant.

"No...no...honestly I should go back to the party up the stairs. But I really don't want to go back there. If anyone sees me, I'm sure they will drug me back to the party... "

"Oh...umm...honestly I still don't understand, but yeah I think I can help you..."

"Really?"

Tenzo nodded. He then took off his hat. Immediately, her long brunet hair fell down to her shoulders. He smoothed his bangs. Kakashi didn't expect Tenzo to have long hair, bangs, and when combined with his dark and wide eyes, Tenzo looked...pretty.

"Wear this..." said Tenzo while giving him his hat.

"What?"

"You need to get out of here without anyone noticing you, right?"

Kakashi nodded.

"Then wear this hat. Take off your tux and wear my jacket. Also wear your back mask. We will go out from here through the back door at the kitchen. Come on!"

Kakashi did as Tenzo asked. Then Tenzo leads their way to the kitchen. There are several chefs and cooks who look busy with their jobs. Kakashi worried that one of them would notice him, but luckily they just focused on their jobs. Sure they have to focus, because there is a luxury party upstair.

Now both of them are outside the restaurant.

"Finally we are outside..." said Tenzo relieved.

Kakashi thinks that sooner or later his father will realize that his son isn't around and will order his guards to look for him.

"Umm...Tenzo..."

"Yes?"

"What will you do now?"

"What will I do now? Um...I will meet some friends.. Why?"

"Can I go with you?"

Tenzo looks shocked and confused.

"You want to go with me????"

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to be rude or bother you...I just don't know where to go now..."

Tenzo sighed "Alright....you can go with me..." Then they walked side by side.

"So, Kakashi...."

"Hmm?"

"May I ask some questions?"

"Sure..."

"You said that you can't go back to the party in the restaurant? What party is it?"

"My birthday party."

"What??? Are you serious???

"I am..."

"But, how come you don't join your OWN birthday party????"

Kakashi sighed "I don't like being there...."

"But the people there will be confused because you are not there, right?"

"Yeah....my father would be the one who most confused there..."

"Unbelivable..." Tenzo shook his head.

"Don't worry, Tenzo. How about you? Why did you come to the restaurant?"

"Oh...I delivered some ingredients there. I work at Ichiraku Bakery. We sell breads and the ingredients too. I deliver some ingredients to the restaurant every Sunday. Today is not Sunday of course, but the restaurant said that they need more ingredients because there will be a special event there. Now I guest the special event is your birthday party..." Tenzo smiled.

"I see..." Kakashi smiled back.

A few moment later, they arrived at a bridge. Tenzo went down the small stairs that led under the bridge.

"Are your friends..here?" Kakashi followed Tenzo down the stairs.

"They are. They live here..." answered Tenzo

"But...this is under the bridge. I don't know there are people who live under the bridge..."

"Yeah...they actually don't want to live here too, but they have no choice. They don't have money to rent or buy a house. They don't even have enough money to eat or go to school..."

"Really?" Kakashi was truly shocked. All this time he did not know that there were people so poor in his city.

"But...they are good people...you will like them..." said Tenzo smiling.

They finally reached the bottom of the bridge. Kakashi was surprised. Apparently it was true, there were a number of people under the bridge. There were several children and adults. They were surrounding a fireplace made from used barrels to warm themselves. Suddenly a child turned and shouted "It's Tenzo. Tenzo is coming!"

Suddenly everyone turned around. Then the children ran over to Tenzo. Tenzo knelt down to greet them with a hug.

"We've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come late?" Said a boy with yellow hair.

"I'm sorry Naruto....." said Tenzo while laughing and stroking the boy's yellow hair.

"Hey Tenzo...is that your boyfriend?" Asked a girl with pink hair shyly.

"What?" Tenzo turned to Kakashi. "No, Sakura..." Tenzo smiled. "He is my friend. His name is kakashi. Say hello to him, guys!"

"Good afternoon, sir!" Said the kids.

"Oh...good afternoon. Don't call me sir, just kakashi please..." said Kakashi.

"You are so handsome, kakashi..." said a girl with blonde long hair.

"Am I?" Kakashi blushed and rubbed his neck ackwardly. Tenzo chuckled.

"Stop teasing him, ino..." said a boy with black hair tied up.

"I'm not teasing him, Shikamaru!" Ino hit Shikamaru's head.

Tenzo laughed then said to Kakashi "Lets meet the others!"

"Tenzo...." said an old woman.

"Grandma Chio..." Said Tenzo.

"Finally, you come here with your boyfriend?"

"No grandma chio. He is my friend. His name is kakashi. We just met an hour ago..."

"Oh...nice to meet you, kakashi."

"Nice to meet you too, grandma chio" nodded.

"But you two look really good together. You know that there is love at first sight, right?" Said Jirayya pretending thinking.

"Stop teasing them, Jirayya. Their faces are already blushing like tomatoes..." said Grandma Chio. Jirayya and the others laughed.

Suddenly Tenzo felt someone squish his hand. "Umm...do you bring some food, Tenzo? We are hungry...." Asked a fat boy.

"Oh, of course Choji..." Tenzo smiled as he stroked the fat boy's brown hair, then took something from his backpack. A box. Tenzo opened the box and immediately the fragrant smell of cake spread. Kakashi was surprised, that smell, that sweet smell recalled a memory in his mind.

"Smells so goooood!" Said the kids.

Tenzo chukled then distributed the dorayaki to everyone. "Eat while it's still warm..."

Each of them took the dorayaki happily and ate it with gusto. Tenzo smiled happily.

After everyone got dorayaki, Tenzo invited Kakashi to sit in a corner not far from the fireplace.

"I'm sorry kakashi, they always tease me about boyfriend things every time I come here..."

"You don't have boyfriend?"

"No..."

"Then I'm honoured..."

"What?" Tenzo blushed.

"Just kidding..." Kakashi chukled.

"There are still two dorayaki. The owner of Ichiraku let me practice making cakes or bread after my work is finished. Take one!" Tenzo handed his dorayaki box to Kakashi.

"Um...I don't like sweets..."

"It's not too sweet. Eat it, while it's still warm..." said Tenzo smiling.

Kakashi took one dorayaki, looked at it for a moment, then bit into it slowly. Suddenly his chest felt tight. The memories came back to his mind. The taste of the dorayaki was exactly the same as what his mother had made. It was Kakashi's fifth birthday. He fell from the bicycle. His knees and elbows were injured. Kakashi cried. His mother immediately came and hugged him, then treated his wound. After that, his mother made dorayaki for him so that he wouldn't be sad anymore.

"Do you know, Kakashi? The sweet taste can cure the sadness we are feeling..." said Tenzo while looking at the Dorayaki he was holding and then eating it.

Exactly. That sentence was also what his mother said at that time. So Kakashi was no longer able to contain his feelings. A tear started to fall.

"Kakashi...you cry? Is the dorayaki not delicious? Did I say something wrong?"

Kakashi shook his head. Another tear dripped again

"Kakashi...you cry? Is the dorayaki not delicious? Did I say something wrong?"

"It's alright tenzo. You did no wrong. I...don't hate sweet, I just feel that sweet taste always remains me about my mom. She also made me a dorayaki like this at my fifth birthday. At that time I cried because I fell from bicycle. She passed away when I was ten. I missed her so much..."

"I'm really sorry, Kakashi...."

"It's alright..." Kakashi smiled.

They were silent for a moment.

"She must be a wonderful mom..." said Tenzo

"She is..." answered kakashi.

"You're so lucky, kakashi...."

Remembering how stressed he had been living with his father, Kakashi answered "I don't think so..."

"Yes you are. I never knew my mom...and my dad. Someone just put me in front of an orphanage shortly after I was born. I grew up there along with other orphans. Until last year I decided to got out of the orphanage and started living independently. Likewise with the children here, Some of them don't have mothers, some of them don't have fathers, and some others don't have both. Sometimes they don't eat because they have no money. They have never been to school too. I wish I had a lot of money, so I could help them more..."

Tenzo's gaze wandered, while Kakashi looked at Tenzo.

Then the kids approached Tenzo and Kakashi. "Tenzo, we've finished eating. Now is bedtime story!" said the yellow-haired child.

"Hmmm...how about we ask our guess to tell a bed time story for us tonight?" Tenzo said while smiling at Kakashi.

"What??? Me???"

"Yeah...that's a good idea!" Said the kids.

"Wait wait...I can't....I don't have any story...."

"Said the magic word..." Tenzo whispered to the kids.

"Pleaaaaaseeeee..." said the kids while clasping their hands together.

Tenzo chuckled.

Kakasho sighed...."Alright....alright...let me think a story first..."

The children cheered happily. They immediately sat close together, some also sat on Tenzo and Kakashi's laps.

Kakashi tried hard to remember any bed time stories his mother had told him before, then started telling the children. They liked it so much, they even clapped happily when the hero in Kakashi's story succeeded in defeating the dragon monster, and saved a beautiful princess and the entire village.

Kakashi breathed a sigh of relief after finishing his story. Tenzo smiled.

"What a wonderful bedtime story! Now, how about we sing a birthday song to Kakashi as a thank you? because today is his birthday.." Tenzo said to the kids.

The children nodded in agreement. Tenzo and the kids started singing "Happy birthday to you..." while clapping their hands. Grandma Chio, Jirayya, and the others also sang.

Kakashi was so surprised. He didn't expect that today his birthday would be celebrated in that way. He felt...so happy.

After finishing the song, Tenzo hugged and kissed each child while saying good night and have a sweet dream. Then Tenzo and Kakashi returned to the bridge.

"I will go home now. I live in an apartment over there..." said Tenzo.

Kakashi nodded. "I'll go home to, I live there near the restaurant.."

"I see. Oh...I almost forgot...here's your tux..." said Tenzo while taking Kakashi's tuxido from his backpack.

"Oh...you're right...here your hat and jacket..." Kakashi took off his hat and jacket then returned them to Tenzo. "Thanks a lot for tonight, Tenzo...I'm really sorry for bothering you..."

"No, it's fine. I feel so happy tonight..."

"Me too...this is the sweetest birthday party I've ever had..."

"Really? Glad to hear that. Happy birthday kakashi..." Tenzo smiled softly.

Kakashi felt his chicks get warmed and blushed. He cleared his throat "Thanks..."

"Okay...See you later, Kakashi!" Tenzo turned and walked home.

"See you...soon, Tenzo." Kakashi also turned around and walked towards his house. He didn't know for sure whether the party at the restaurant was over or not, but he was sure that his father would be furious. But, it doesn't matter. Surely his father's anger would subside if Kakashi said that he was ready to become his father's successor in running their big company. Because now, he already has a goal. Just like what Tenzo said earlier, he is lucky because he has a lot of money, and with that lot of money generated by his company he will help many poor people and orphans, together....with Tenzo.

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[jakeyzzz]

Birthday Surprise

Happy Birthday Jay ! ♡

♡ (fluff !) ♡ jay x f!reader oneshot (birthday special!)

masterlist ♡

... (i'm not sure If i like this tbh)

warnings - ( mentions of pregnancy, sadness, long distance relationship, heeseung, jake, sunghoon, mentions of alcohol, mentions of being drunk, reader surprising jay, making out, kissing, hugging, mentions of marriage, jay being SOFT ,comforting, cuddling) -

! please let me know if I missed anything !

!!! english is NOT my first language so please be nice

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,,I have two news, one good and one bad. Which one do you want to hear first ?'' You and Jay have been talking on FaceTime for over an hour. He smiled. ,,Tell me the good one first.. i'm a bit scared of the bad one''  You looked down at your Fingers nervously fiddling with them, as you finally decided to tell Jay the good News. ,,Okay so ... my Sister is having a Baby!'' Jay gasped loudly, making you giggle. ,, Oh my God Y/N that's amazing ! You're gonna be an Aunt !'' Jay said, sounding very happy for you. You hummed happily. ,,Okay ... what about the Bad News?'' Jay asked. He sounded nervous. You cleared your Throat. ,,I don't think I'm gonna make it to your Birthday Party...I'm gonna have to help my Sister with a lot of Things and I'm probably gonna be very busy today.'' Jay's smile dropped almost immediately. He looked so sad, it kind of broke your Heart. ,,A- Are you sure?'' He mumbled, trying not to cry out of sadness since he hasn't seen you in a while. You nodded your Head softly. ,,Yes .. I'm so sorry, Jay '' Jay lowered his Head. ,, N- No i understand , it's fine. Your Sister needs you. Family first, right ? '' He was so sad. He didn't even have the Motivation to celebrate his Birthday with his Friends anymore. He just wanted to lay in Bed all Day and cry into his Pillow. ,,Well ... I think I'm gonna hang up now because i need to prepare some Stuff for tonight. I love you , Y/N'' Jay stated, trying to hide the sadness in his Voice. You softly forced a smile on your Face. ,,Alright ... I love you more. And Happy Birthday again. Please have a lot of Fun. I'll see you. '' You smiled into the camera, making Jay forcefully smile back at you. ,,I'll try. Love you, bye'' He said, right before hanging up.

Jay buried his Face in his Hands before softly massaging his Temples. You and Jay were in a Long Distance Relationship. Having you at his Party would've made him the happiest Man in the World. But you couldn't be there... and that made him sad. But suddenly, Jay got a Notification on his Phone. It was a Message from you. And without thinking twice, he curiously opened it. It was a Link to a Playlist you made for him, and the Title of the Playlist made him smile like an Idiot. ''To the Person I love the most''.  The Playlist was filled with all the Songs that reminded you of him, and Songs you thought he might like. Jay blushed softly as he skipped through the Playlist, since the Songs made him remember some of his favorite Memories with you.

However, there's one Thing Jay didn't know. You tricked him. You were currently in a Hotel Room just a few Minutes away from Jay's House, getting ready for his Party. And yes, you did feel really bad for lying to him. You didn't only lie once, but twice. Because when Jay asked you where you were earlier, (since you most definitely were not in your Room)  you said you were at your Grandma's House.

You felt so happy to finally see him and his Friends again. You couldn't wait to finally Kiss and Hug him again. You missed him so much. But so did Jay. He craved your Touch so bad. And even though his House was filled with the Sound of his Friends screaming Lyrics and having the Time of their Lives, it still felt Empty without you. He silently zoned out on his Couch, as Sunghoon approached him to sit down next to him. ,,Something's obviously wrong with you. Wanna talk about it?'' Jay snapped back to reality as soon as he heard Sunghoon's Voice. He shrugged his Shoulder . ,,I miss her, Sunghoon. I wanted her to be here so bad. '' Sunghoon softly smiled before caressing Jay's Shoulder. ,,She probably misses you as much as you miss her. Don't worry Jay, I think you'll see her sooner than you think. Let's have some Fun now.'' Sunghoon said, before trying to pull Jay up from the Couch. ,,Yo Jay ! Come here we have your Birthday Cake!'' Jake shouted from the other Side of the Room, as he carefully placed the Cake on the Pop Up Beer Pong Table he brought.

Only a few Moments later, the Boys made Jay wear a Pink Birthday Crown that was actually made for Children, and energetically started singing to him , as Heeseung carefully lit the Candle on the Cake. I forgot to Mention, that they already had a few Drinks. Jay clapped his Hands as he laughed at their terrible singing. ,, Go Man ! Blow out the Candle and make a Wish !'' Jake excitingly commanded. Jay closed his Eyes as he thought of his Birthday Wish, before softly blowing out the Candle , making everyone around him Cheer. But surprisingly, only one Second later, Jay's Doorbell rang.

Everyone looked at each other in curiosity, even though Jake, Heeseung and Sunghoon knew exactly what was about to happen. You told them everything . ,,I wonder who this is'' Sunghoon said giggling, making Heeseung softly punch his Arm. Jay furrowed his Eyebrows at them. ,,Y'all are acting weird. Who is this?'' Jay murmured on his Way to the Door. But as soon as he opened it, his Eyes widened. ,,Y/N ? What...'' You chuckled at Jay's frozen State. ,,Surprise, my love !'' You said, before quickly jumping into his Arms. Jay never wanted to let go of you again. He thought he was dreaming.    ,,I missed you so much you have no Idea.'' Jay mumbled into your Neck,before leaving a few Kisses here and there. Before he could say anything else, you softly cupped his Cheeks before leaving a soft, slow Kiss on his rosy Lips.

He didn't even let you pull away anymore, that's how much he missed having you in his Arms. You both completely forgot about Jake's , Heeseung's and Sunghoon's existence, making them look at you in disgust. ,,I swear I'm never gonna be like this. If i ever start making out with my Girlfriend in front of you Guys, you're allowed to slap me'' Sunghoon whispered into Heeseung's Ear, making him laugh. But You and Jay were lost in the Moment. You had no Idea how you were supposed to leave again. ,,Thank you for coming , I love you'' Jay mumbled against your Lips. ,,Your Lips are so soft I could kiss them all Day...'' You smiled at his Words. ,,Do it then.'' You whispered, before you heard someone clearing his Throat from the Back.

You looked over at the three Guys glaring at you, making you giggle. You freed yourself from Jay's Grip, before finally walking into his House, making Jay obviously follow you. The first Thing you did was greeting the Boys, as you hugged them. ,,It's so nice to see you again. It's been a while.'' Heeseung said, as the others immediately agreed with him. ,,Thank you so much for not telling Jay anything''  You whispered quietly, but loud enough for Jay to hear. He gasped. ,,They knew ?. '' You cheekily nodded your Head. The other Boys laughed loudly. ,,Okay well... I think we should leave you two alone now. This was Fun'' Jake uttered, as he winked at Jay. And right after the Boys said their Goodbyes, you were finally alone with your Boyfriend.

Jay immediately took your Hand, before guiding you to his Bedroom. You really liked his Room. It didn't only look really comfortable, it also smelled like him. And you missed his scent so much. ,,Want some Wine ?'' Jay asked, watching you sit down on his Bed comfortably. You grinned. ,,Sure'' Jay quickly left a quick Peck on your Lips, before getting two Glasses of Wine. And right after he came back to his Room, he gave you one Glass. ,,Don't spill it'' You giggled. ,, I'll try. '' You said as you took a sip, before carefully putting the Glass on his Nightstand. ,,I've got something for you'' Jay curiously looked at you, raising his Eyebrow. ,,You didn't have to get me anything...I'm already happy you're here'' He mumbled, watching you get up from his Bed to take something out of your Bag. ,, Shhh...Close your Eyes for me.'' You mumbled, before carefully straddling his Lap.

You softly took his Hand, telling him to open it before softly placing your little Gift on the Palm of it. ,,It's a Necklace...obviously. But look at the Pendant. It has a tiny little Piece of the very first Rose you ever gave me inside of it. Isn't it cute ?'' Jay stared at it in awe. He loved it so much. ,,You kept the Rose ? That's so adorable, I love it. Thank you so much. I love you.'' He crashed his Lips on yours, kissing you passionately. The Kiss was slow, yet heated and the Way his Lips tasted like Wine made you want to Kiss him even deeper, even though that was kind of impossible.

Jay broke the Kiss for one Second, before immediately pressing his Lips back to yours as he got addicted to them. Your Lips moved synchronously on each other's, making you wrap your Arms around his Neck. Jay softly caressed your Waist under your Hoodie, as you smiled into the passionate Kiss. You softly pulled away, looking into Jay's deep brown Eyes making him rest his Forehead on yours . He gently brushed a strand of Hair behind your Ear, before giving you another soft Kiss on your Forehead. You stared at each other for a while, as if you're communicating without using any Words. Until Jay broke the comfortable Silence. ,,You make me so happy''  You smiled softly with your Eyes closed. ,,I think I actually wanna marry you and have Kids and everything with you one Day... '' He whispered. You shushed him with another Kiss on his Lips, making him giggle softly. Jay gently made you lay down on his Bed, before putting his Head on your Chest as he held you close. ,,I love you'' You whispered, as you felt Jay softly stroking your Back. ,,I love you. Just stay with me forever, alright ?'' Jay mumbled against your Chest. You grinned. ,,I promise.'' Jay softly took your Hand, before placing a soft Kiss on the Back of it. ,,Well then .. my Birthday Wish came true...''

[holyshit]

Hi, so... If you excuse me, I would like an "am I the asshole" opinion about something and since I don't have anyone to talk about it, the cool tumblr account I follow seems to be a good option.

(You can ignore me ,and I totally understand if u don't wanna answer this, since is not related to any content on your blog.)

So here is a "quick" resume

I'm being best friend with this person for 5-6 years, and we were really close, just easy to be around each other and stuff...

But the thing is, in the last 3 years, if I'm not misunderstood my whole life, we've being getting a little bit more close than any type of friends. Thing that I only noticed very late bc we're both girls and I never had a best friend before, even though - i might mention - I'm on 20s and so is she.

But since I did notice that, I start to get feelings for her, imagining how good we could be as a couple since we're amazing as friends, and I was in my romance shows obsession time, so this might have helped.

I didn't tell her and obviously didn't do anything about it out of sheer self-preservation. What I did was start to be as she usually is with touching (I'm not this person im general, but she was like a exception) and hope for the best.

I think she noticed bc we get even more close without any real move, specially because I think we're both on the same page about don't mess up what we already had

I have to say before next paragraph, she knows me, I know her, we're both bi and loud about it, we have queer friends, this is not the case of closeting.

About a time ago, she started to take some steps back, but like without even pretending she wasn't, and I was ok w that bc she doesn't have to do nothing, no obligation of hugging me or keeping hanging out once a fortnight, but this really came out of nowhere.

I said she was acting weird so this make her noticed how abrupt was the change and back to normal a little. Not even a month after, she started dating this guy that also came out of nowhere, from her job and that according to her, already had a interest in her.

And now they are this cool couple that everyone says how good they look together, when she talks about him for me I can see she really likes him, and honestly I'm not gonna enter in the 'broken heart' topic because, yeah I was deep in love with her, but I cry about it with my therapist, I'm here for the things she can't say and apparently I have to figure it out by myself. So I acted normally, met the guy and stuff, he kind of got into the group and he is ok.

We don't hanging that much now because he takes priority - which, again, I understand. And also I got a promotion that makes me travel more than before. - But when we do happened to meet, she now acts a little bit like we used to do when both of us were on that bubble of illusion on a weird friendship that made me listen to Ed Sheeran, which is ridiculous because I swore I would never be this person. It makes me really sad how much I wanna be with her but I can't. She's always saying we should do the things we used to without be specific and seems to take a step back every time she noticed we are too close like she is in conflict or maybe I'm just crazy trying to see something for some hope

I got it, I lost my chance. But now we're getting on the end and I hope you have a answer for that bc I'm sad again resuming lots of years and feelings in some paragraphs

The problem is: she's having a birthday party that she's planning for ages since she consider 25 very important. And the guy was planing some romantic shit for her and asked for my help. I did help to prepare everything because I really have nothing against him and it's not his fault I'm dreaming about his girl or whatever, but I know exactly what he's gona do and I can not, I really can't

So I said to her I couldn't go to her birthday because I have a very important travel on work. I thought was a easy way because she knows how much I love this job. She asked me if I could have a talk with my boss, and make someone else to take my place, and I said I will try to reallocate things until the last minute. But I'm actually planing say on the last minute it wasn't possible and maybe get some ice cream on the day, since my fucked life sounds like it's being written by a 13yo

So, I'm a big asshole for lie to her not going to the birthday party to see her boyfriend proposal?

I really think I'm just trying not get more hurt but the days are passing and she's always asking me for updates about me going to the party and I'm feeling bad now. Idk

I don't wanna be the person who's in the corner with that kind of face or even drunk because I am, or used to be, her best friend, and we never fight or something, I should be happy for her on this day. But I also don't wanna be the person who skip this moment when and if I get over this feeling some day and regret for not be present on the birthday she's excited for since we've meet.

I'm just very stressed now and would help another point of view bc all my other friends would never believe I was talking about someone different and also I would mess the surprise that I think only me and the guy know about. So I hope this is not something super weird to sent, I'm really really sorry if is.

hi love! finally have a chance to write a proper response!

i'm sorry you're going through this, first of all :/. i feel like there are so often these kinds of "missed connection" type relationships for gay people either due to being in the closet/in denial about your sexuality (not in your case, just in general) and either not fully realizing your feelings for a friend or being too scared to act on them, and/or from these kinds of friendships that seem to be a little bit more than friends but there's still always the uncertainty of whether the other person just views it as a friendship and the fear of fucking up the friendship if you make an advance and they actually weren't into you... it's not as cut and dry than it often is with dudes where the flirting can be more obvious. i've definitely had multiple painful friendships in my teens where i was clearly in love with them but never made a move due to my being in denial, and it's sad to think about how those relationships really could have worked out if i didn't have that fear. and falling for a best friend is sadly a pain a lot of us have felt ksdjnsk it's fucking ROUGH and i'm sorry you have to work through that right now :(

so in my perspective based on what you’ve said, it does sound like she might have pulled back initially because she had already met that guy at work and was possibly in a talking phase with him and didn't want to be disrespectful, which implies that she did consider you guys' friendship to be veering into non-platonic territory and was happy with that until someone else came into the picture. although it’s painful to have missed a shot, it can also be comforting to know that she might have felt the same way and it wasn’t all in your mind, that there were feelings on both sides. and i can imagine her wanting to initiate it again and pulling back over and over might be from some kind of lack of closure in your friendship on that level... which is another aspect to these kind of more-than-friends-but-friends kind of relationships- there’s not often a big blow-up breakup of any sort, so you’re left with this feeling of what could have been that can stick in your brain for a long time. and it sucks because you can’t reasonably get the normal closure because it’s hard to really talk about when nothing officially happened, especially if the person is now in a relationship since you don’t want to throw a wrench in their relationship either.

i have mixed feelings about how you should handle the party situation... i do think going to the party, although painful, could help in getting closer to closure for you. you can’t pin all your hopes on them breaking up at some point and getting that chance to pursue something with her, as then you’ll be in misery for much longer than you deserve while playing a waiting game that might not result in anything, so i do think it’s important to your overall healing that you reach some form of closure, and seeing something like that could be a painful but needed step forward to make it seem more “real” in your mind to help you move on. but at the same time, if you think you’re not going to be able conceal your feelings about it and you think it might start a fight, it might not be worth it. in your situation i probably would be very tempted to skip it, especially because i wouldn’t want to put a cloud over a day i know is very important to her, although that could be the case whether you decide to go and end up getting upset, or if you don’t go, so it seems like a double-edged sword either way. i do think, in the longterm, the decision to go to the party would probably be better overall for the reasons i already said and because like you said, you might regret it in the future. but, if you do decide to skip the party because you don’t think you’ll be able to handle it (and i would totallyyyy understand if you did), i would suggest planning something special for you and her to do on a different day around the same time, as that is a good way to show that you care and that you recognize how important her 25th is to her.

sending you a massive hug!!! your pain will ease with time, i am sure of it, but i can’t imagine how awful you’re feeling right now and i sympathize with you greatly :(. i’ve been there, and it’s so so rough.

[tartagliad]

Diluc as your boyfriend

Summary: What is like having Diluc as your boyfriend (headcannon)

Genre: Fluff

Warning: mentions of pain

Headcannon with music lyrics (the song will be put at the end of the section)

(A/N: this headcannon is actually dedicated to my friend who is in love with this man because today is her birthday.. this is just something came through my mind from me to her, gurl if you're reading this, I'm sorry if it's underwhelming.. and yeah.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! UwU)

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Music is from --> Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen

Adventuring with you

(I can dim the lights and sing you songs full of sad things, We can do the tango just for two..)

Diluc always keep an eye on you when you both out on adventure

Sometimes he gets over protective, he's just scared when you're hurt

Always prepare everything before you two go out, like snacks, extra clothing, first aid kit and etc

When dealing enemies on the way, he always be prepared when you need backup

If it's an abyss mage or a lawachurl... well, he tries his best to protect you so you didn't die

But at the end, he will finish it off.. and after that he will tend your wounds

If you couldn't walk because of your injuries, he'll carry you back to Dawn Winery

Probably beat himself up mentally inside

Diluc won't let you go adventuring for a while before your wounds are healed

"I already ask the adventures guild to give you some time off. You need to heal properly in order to go out adventuring."

When your both are in public

(I can serenade and gently play on your heart strings, Be your Valentino just for you)

Diluc loves to ask you go on a walk with him in the city

He's not that touchy when he's in public

But once every now and then he'll hold your hand or hold your sides when your talking to another man especially Kaeya

Well, things like these rarely happen when you both are together, because everyone knows not to mess with Diluc

When you find something that you would like to buy, he'll buy it for you

This man literally loves spoiling you omg, he tries to make you happy alright :3

Diluc rarely brings you to the tavern, well.. DRUNKARDS

He just hates it when some drunkard tries to flirt or get your attention

But when you wanted to come, he'll make sure you'll sit not too far for him to look after

" Are you sure you wanna go to the tavern? I mean.. I would love to take you there, but aren't you bothered by the drunkards? If you really wanna go, be careful alright.. if someone disturbs you, just come to me.."

When he gets clingy

(Ooh, love, ooh, loverboy, What're you doin' tonight, hey, boy?)

He's usually clingy when you gone for days or he's just tired from work

When you finished taking a shower and put on your clothes, he'll immediately pull you into his arms

You're not gonna escape from his arms until next morning tho..

When he isn't sleepy, he'll just let you talk about your day or anything while he puts his head on your neck so he can feel your warmth

Hearing your voice is really calms him down

Or you two just sat there until you both fell asleep

If you did manage to escape, he'll whine at you like a baby

Diluc will chase you around the room ngl, he's a giant baby when he's clingy :/

Or if he's too tired, he'll crossed his arms and make a pouty face at you :^

If you're going to the kitchen to make food, he'll be right behind you and hug you on the hips and put his chin on your shoulder

Overall when he's in this state, he really just wanted to hold you in his arms

"Hey where are you going? Let me hug you for a while.. please..? It's not that long.."

Places that he will take you on a date

(Set my alarm, turn on my charm, That's because I'm a good old-fashioned loverboy)

Diluc usually follows you, where ever and whenever you want

But if he's the one who pick the place, he'll treat you on a fancy restaurant

It depends on his mood

When he wants to treat you like a real gentleman or feel like he wants to spoil you when there's a special occasion, he'll choose to go on a fancy restaurant

Just eating a delightful meal and have a conversation with you and some classical music in the background.. he felt really happy

But if he just wants to enjoys time with you alone, he'll bring you stargazing with him at Starsnatch Cliff or at Stormbearer Mountains

You both will watch the sea from above or lay on the grass watch the stars and talk with each other for HOURS

"Darling, do you wanna go out tonight? I don't really have work to do, so maybe we could go and spend some time together, your choice.. Where do you wanna go?"

Taking care of you when you're sick

(Ooh, let me feel your heartbeat (Grow faster, faster). Ooh, ooh, can you feel my love heat?)

Hear me out, Diluc will not leave your side if it's not necessary

He always feed you while your holding the bowl to warm up your hands

Diluc wouldn't let you leave your bed other than going to the bathroom

Diluc even forbids you to work even if it just reading some written commisions

He just wants you to relax and rest as much as you could get

When you feel really cold, he will hug you, not too tightly until you couldn't breathe

Seems because he holds a pyro vision, his body felt really warm

If you couldn't fall asleep or bored, he'll put on a movie for you or just talk with you about anything that came across his mind

He's really soft when you're sick especially when you didn't have enough energy to do anything

"Try to get some rest alright? You don't need to get out of bed if it's not necessary, and try not to think anything about work okay? If you need anything, I'll be right here"

(A/N: the reason why I use this song it's because it makes me think of Diluc for some reason and when I wrote this, I put the song on repeat :v, I hope you enjoy it.. have a great day)

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If you wanted to request, here are the rules that you need to read, ehe

[dreamiesdotcom]

shooting star | n.jm

Summary: You take a pen, resting your cheeks on your palms as you lazily think of words to write — now and then, you lock gazes with Jaemin and you pretend that the red in your cheeks is just of the cold.

Word Count : 3.9k

The rooftop is big, but it feels a little crowded.

The addition of people is not bad, you think, especially since those people make your friends happy. By tradition, you welcome the New Year in this rooftop, playing music and games just like the other days but this time, with more food and... well, New Year stuff — fireworks, things to make noise with. The addition of people is not bad. If you're observant enough, it can even be entertaining.

As an example, if you look close enough, you'll see that Renjun and Jisung have been just friends for too long. That, in the sense of Renjun watching Jisung playfully ride the beat, a smile that tips over the line of finding his carelessness unbearable in a growing-more-in-love kind of way.

He looks lost, maybe even intoxicated in the other's laughter, admiring the way Jeno can make his best friend easily drop his shyness. Renjun looks like he wants to know how. If you look close enough, you'll see the regretful heart behind his faux scowl.

Renjun looks at Jeno and Jisung with longing, the kind you're familiar with. He turns to you, and you avert your gaze a little too late because he's giggling as he walks over to your direction.

"So, you saw me, huh?" He asks, handing you a glass of whatever drink he first laid his hands on, no 'happy new year' or any appropriate first greeting. He leans against the railings and sighs wistfully, "Look, do you ever just fall in love with your best friend's boyfriend?"

"Out of random?"

"You don't fall for people at random." Bewilderment crosses his face, and he turns to you the same time you look at him. You shrug, and he arches a brow, "You let that build up and wait for it to destroy you."

You let that build up — the words echo inside your head as you break eye contact. Right across, Donghyuck pulls away from hugging Jaemin with a bright smile, handing him a gift. Jaemin sets it down, and probably feels your gaze on him because he looks up and beams at you. Red flushes your cheeks. — and wait for it to destroy you.

"Toast to that, I guess," you smile, watching him pretend to judge you and fail. Chenle calls out his name for a picture before they set up the fireworks, and before Renjun detaches himself from you, he bumps the rim of his glass to yours. You sigh.

"To the love we wished deserved and didn't."

Shock engulfs his features, then he laughs and he repeats the words before he leaves. The sudden lack of company feels a little cold.

You look at the candle one of them randomly lit, looking at it in stupor before picking it up. The wax trickles and scorches your skin, but you don't wince like you probably would any other feeling day. You hold onto it firmly until its golden glow is close enough to your hands, warm enough that you could pretend it's about to set you on fire.

All so suddenly Jaemin is beside you, blowing off the flame. You watch at him in question until he smiles.

"That'll burn."

"That's alright," you fake a laugh. "I want for a lot of things to burn."

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It all starts on a Wednesday, a fine afternoon spent sitting at a cafe, waiting for Donghyuck. Your notebook remains open at your side, empty and waiting to be filled with unabashed emotions. The past eight months were spent uninspired, and you decided to look around the place in search of something — maybe the vintage items, the ivory wallpapers, the beautiful chairs — anything.

Something comes in the form of nervous eyes and flushed cheeks, a boy sitting at the far right of the place. He sits alone, fingers tapping on the table, sunlight grazing his skin. You almost hated how cliche everything had been — a boy, an uninspired poet, hands that so desperately itch to write about faded pink hair and a lost angel.

Your gazes meet, and everything unfolds way too softly for it to not be love at first sight.

At that moment, you knew nothing that good should be real. At that moment, you knew nothing that good could be yours.

You were right.

Donghyuck comes in, and he waves at you excitedly before furrowing his brows. Your best friend had always been adorably one of a kind, but none of his weirdness could have prepared you for when he walks straight to the boy's table, and you were almost certain he caught you two staring at each other and is waiting to set you two up, until he's walking back to your table with the brightest grin, the boy beside him.

Their hands entwined.

"He's my boyfriend!" He squeals, "Oh hell, should've said his name first. He's Jaemin, and he's my boyfriend."

"Oh..." you nodded, hands subtly moving to close your notebook. "Uh. Hi."

They both stand in silence before they start cracking up, inevitably making you smile. You excuse your awkwardness, and Donghyuck introduces you two again, and you shake hands this time. You pretend you don't feel shivers run down your spine.

The day passed in blurs of sugar smiles, a love story, a dull throb in your heart. The poetry being written in your head never got finished.

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The first time you realize it, the world seems to forget you were even born, Donghyuck's across the world with his parents, and solitude is eating you alive. You find yourself stumbling back to the same rooftop, plucking rose petals with a sad face.

It's probably petty — honestly, it is, but it's not just that. It's not that you wanted gifts, or you wanted attention; you wanted to just feel special, to know that someone is glad that once upon a time on this very day, you were born. To belong. To feel wanted. To be told "Happy Birthday" because you are important and should be celebrated.

And maybe it's also because you grew used to it, waking up to several different ways of saying 'Happy Birthday'. Maybe you were used to midnight greetings, to people forcing you out of bed at 6 am, to eating breakfast and lunch and dinner together. Your home had been so empty and to have your friends fill that gap even just for a day is something you look forward to every year — the mournful feeling is there again.

8 pm glares at you on your lock screen, and it reminds you that you can't do any of that now. You tip your head back and let your back hit the floor. Maybe if you look hard enough, you'll see a shooting star and it'll give you a little something.

"What're you doing?"

You look up, surprised but not alarmed. Jaemin's soft smile greets your sight.

"I'm laying down and waiting for a comet to strike me."

The sound of his camera constantly breaks the static, and you realize that he'd been taking pictures of the nightlife. He makes a noise that tells you he isn't convinced with your answer, but you don't entertain him anymore. You just watch him take as many polaroids as he can, and you laugh because suddenly, the only thoughts in your mind becomes 'pretty, pretty, pretty'.

You force a laugh, "It's my birthday."

"Is today your birthday!? Nobody told me!"

"It's not important. I mean, who celebrates birthdays these days, righ— Hey!" The familiar snap sounds again and you stand up from where you're laying down, ready to hit him, but then he gives you the film. You look at his hands and back up, "What's this?"

"My gift." He shrugs as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. You take the picture from his hands, hesitant but relieved that it seemed to look nice, anyway. Jaemin smiles, "It's the image of an angel."

The world stops.

It's ridiculous and cheesy, even he knew that; the two of you laugh uncontrollably. It wasn't the kind of laughter that fades after a minute, but rather the kind that stops for a while only to start up again. The sound grows louder with each passing moment, and your eyes meet, but you don't stop until you both become embarrassed enough to blush; neither of you look away.

 Maybe you are in love.

Maybe you are in love, and maybe he is too — except this time, it's not with Donghyuck, who it should be.

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"It's you I meet again," Jaemin chimes. "What's up, buttercup? What are you doing here, a coffee shop, at 3 am?"

You look around the cafe, the tables empty. You briefly wonder about when Jaemin started working here before you realize you're unnecessarily curious. You press your lips into a thin line, looking for someone.

"I'd like to assume you already know." Your forehead creased when you noticed the unusual absence, "Where's my favorite boy?"

"Am I not your favorite boy?"

Jaemin pouts, and heaven, how it made your heart skip. You blink, spending the moment in silence, waiting for him to give up. "You are, indeed, not my favorite boy," You smile sweetly. "Where's Renjun?"

"I'm here because he's not. Do I seem like I work here? I was drinking coffee before he passed me an apron and left."

You roll your eyes, a poor attempt at keeping in the words of agreement — you kind of do, you look pretty, I could write so much about you — and you pretend to want nothing but get your drink. It takes an eternity before he lets you go, but once he does, you get comfortable on a table and whip out your notebook.

You look down on the first page, tracing the neatly written words — a confession if anybody who knows you gets to read it. A confession more than a dedication.

To the boy I shouldn't have loved.

The very same shooting star who gifted me a lifetime of heartbreak.

You heave a heavy sigh. You take a pen, resting your cheeks on your palms as you lazily think of words to write — now and then, you lock gazes with Jaemin and you pretend that the red in your cheeks is just of the cold. From that moment, every word you write is either about lights so bright you don't forget how beautiful he was under them, or something so strong it erases every trace of him from your system.

Jaemin leaves the counter and takes the chair across you. You look at him in confusion.

"I don't think you can do that?"

"I just did so I suppose, I can definitely do that." He smiles brightly. "So, what're we doing?"

You eye your notebook before quickly closing it, and then your half-finished cup of coffee. It's still dark outside with only some cars and people passing by, none of them interested in coming inside the cozy place. You say something about just being about to leave, and you look at him as if to say whatever's inside your head. Then, you stand up and walk away.

"Stay," he whispers, light enough that you'd think you weren't supposed to hear.

You swallow the lump in your throat when you feel his hand wrap around your wrist, cold against warm, and you don't have to look at his face to know of the begging stare he has directed for you at the moment. You try to look away but you feel weak, so weak that you could only manage a thin, shivering voice.

"Let me go."

"I can't."

Then don't, the voice in your head whispers, the selfish one; the greedy one, the desperate one. In reality, you close your eyes and tug your hands back because what's wrong is wrong, and what's wrong can never be right.

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The rain clouds come one of the many times Jaemin asks for you to accompany him, and the storm looms darker above you with each genuine 'yes'.

The way this set up started had been pretty simple — hanging out together as friends, getting closer for Donghyuck's comfort; best friend-boyfriend bonding as he called it. For a while, it was everything. It's just your best friend trying to get you to trust his boyfriend, getting to know each other, and that's all — that's the truth.

It was friendship until it wasn't, and that was the truth until it was not anymore.

The night was peaceful so you didn't expect anything to go wrong, but expectations aren't always accurate. The sea looks calm, the moon brighter than all the other days. Jaemin's playing a somber song, something magical that just fits right for him and bittersweet love. His eyelashes flutter in a way gentle enough to drive you crazy, his perfume mingling with the cold night sea breeze, and it's too much that it drives you insane.

"What's wrong?" He asks as if he already knows the answer. "You're not telling me something."

It's been three months and a year since you and Jaemin started hanging out alone, and the swirling guilt in your gut is unnecessary because you're not even doing anything wrong.

It's the fleeting moments, you think, those lingering touches whenever you try to take from him the keys — "I'll drive," you'd whisper when you see yet again that look. Jaemin would smile, "What, scared I'll crash? I'm not stupid." — and when he doesn't give them, you sigh heavily with a hopeful look in your eyes. "Where to?" You'd ask even if you didn't care, and he would let himself forget the world as he opens the door for you, whispering words only a dreamer would say: "Stars."

And maybe it's where everything goes wrong. He shouldn't dream much for hopeless cases.

"Hey, shooting star," you call. He arches a brow at the nickname, but you ignore him. "Do you love me?"

"Would you hate me if I do?"

"You're dating my best friend, so of course, fuck you." You chuckle, shaking your head. "I hate myself more, so don't take it personally."

You meet his gaze, and the world shifts yet again just like at that moment in the coffee shop — angel boy, uninspired poet. He looked at you the same way he did weeks ago at the New Year's Party, that in the way his eyes are saying so many words for him to not be in love with you. Except now, he's much closer. Except now, in the confinements of his car, nobody to witness but the sea and the stars, he's leaning in and his breath is tickling your skin.

Except now, he's about to kiss you and you're not stopping him.

I can't, the rational part of you whispered. You say that you can't, but you're almost always on the edge of something and you're brave enough to consider through the guilt; you hate to admit it but that's the truth. You say that you can't, but at the same time, you don't draw yourself away from him — why?

Because in each and every one of this I can't's is the nasty truth that reads I want to.

You look at the water, and you chase your thoughts out with a dive. Jaemin's lips are still hovering above yours, and maybe if you weren't so numb you'd feel his heartbeat. You want to tear away, you want to run home and make a call and cry a litany of apologies. You want so much. You want so much, but what you want the most at the moment is for him to do what you can't and just kiss you already — you'd rather break yourself than not have this.

You close your eyes and decide that whatever will come tomorrow is something you deserve. You'll break your heart and ruin your world just for a kiss, and he'll leave — but you'll know that for a while he loved you and everything else is forgotten. You choose him and you forget all the consequences.

Just for once, just tonight. Just right now you'll let yourself indulge. Just this time he can have everything.

Right before your lips crash, you catch yourself and swim.

"Would you give me what I want, because you love me?"

Your words come out raspy, your eyes glistening with tears. Jaemin smiles in a manner just as heartbreaking, "What do you want?"

Not him — dear moon, I want him so bad, but I can't — definitely not him.

"I want fire so hot it burns away all the bad thoughts in my head." You suppress a sob as you move away, leaning back on the seat, clutching the fabric of your clothes as if to search for any semblance of sanity. "I want light so bright I forget you."

"What… what?"

You look at him with pure misery, "I think we should stop seeing each other."

Jaemin doesn't reply, but he starts up the car and makes a turn. You close your eyes hoping that everything could just be washed away by the rain, and you don't look at him for the rest of the drive.

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Never in your life did you even think of living life without your best friend. That just can't happen, and so, why give it a thought, right? You're with him all the time, and he's been there since you can remember, and it wouldn't make sense if one day you wake up and he's all too suddenly not there anymore. You're certain that he's not going anywhere, and even if you're unsure of what the future holds, you aren't so worried.

If you knew, maybe you should have been.

"Hyuck?"

"Are you gonna remind me of the time I almost drowned and you told me you'll kill me if I die?"

"I'm leaving."

The traces of his previous chuckles disappear, and it seems like a movie scene with the way yours bloom tragically as you watch colored lights reflect on his skin. Then, as if sunrise, a slow smile etches on his face. A brief moment of regret and pain crosses his eyes before love overtakes it.

"You don't have to." He murmurs, sight still cast at the sea. Both his hands are tucked in his pockets in such a leisure way, and then he casually peers at you, "You don't have to leave because I'm not mad."

The sea makes the wind blowing even colder, and suddenly, the docks that used to warm you with sunlight feels cold as snow.

He knows... of course, he knows. Donghyuck saw your iridescence from every side and he knew how everything looked by heart; of course, he knew, he's your best friend, after all. Oh, how evil you are. How evil you are for loving the boy who belongs with him. How evil you are that even after that, Donghyuck reaches for your hands and you let him hold you; you let him smile at you sweetly, you let him calm you still.

"How can I even get mad at you? I love you more than anything in this world," he chuckles, and it breaks your heart. "You're my best friend and I'll give Jaemin up if I have to, if that will make you happy."

If that will make you happy... if it will make me happy... why did I do that to you, love? How did I manage to... oh, sweet heavens.

"You're all I need forever," you answer weakly, breathless and breathing all the same in his hug. It's your way of saying no, absolutely no, your sadness would never make me happy. You thank the high heavens that he couldn't see your face and the pain in it when you whisper, "But at the moment, this is what I need. Distance."

The first tear falls from Donghyuck's eyes, and the sudden drizzle of rain washes it off him. You look up to him and see longing, wondering just why it had to be this way, almost begging you you stay. He looked like he's about to send the world away if it meant that you won't have to leave, but the truth burns down to your determination, that he always admired: you have made your mind and there's no stopping you. You know what is best for yourself, and Donghyuck trusts you.

Set yourself free, Donghyuck whispers before he walks home. After that, please come back to me.

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When you meet Jaemin ten hours before you leave, he's standing at the very same place Donghyuck was the day before. He's wearing a similar jacket, standing in a similar manner, looking just as beautiful against the water. The only thoughts running inside your head is how perfect they are.

"Jaemin."

Not even 'shooting star' anymore.

He turns at the call of his name, and you're still standing on both of your feet, but it feels like diving deep. His skin reflects the very same lights Donghyuck's did, but it looked kind of different — be it red or yellow, white or the shadows; everything looked midnight blue. It feels like standing on a cliff and almost tipping over, eternally almost tipping over and falling into blue nothingness.

Jaemin smiles, not happy but breaking. It makes you hold your breath.

He laughs, "Don't break my heart."

"In the next life." Because it's all that you could have. You return his smile, "I hope I deserve you in the next life."

His laughter rings in your ear, but it doesn't make you laugh at all; instead, it makes you want to sob or scream or just hurt, yet again, to savor the pain because he doesn't want you to but it's all he could give. It feels claustrophobic to align in a way that's everything meeting with your soulmate should be, with someone who's not your soulmate. Or you are indeed soulmates, but not the ones destined to be together like that. Just two wholes that compliment each other but are meant to be torn apart.

"I just said don't break my heart, what did you do?" He tries to crack a joke, walking the last step to be closer to you. He tilts his head in that charming way, "Why did I fall in love with you?"

"Hey, Jaem... you're not. Forget that. Love him." You shake your head, fixing the collar of his shirt, an excuse for one last guiltless touch. Your voice breaks, "He's my best friend. I love him more than the world."

And just as he is to me, I would rather let you go and make him happy, you smiled at yourself. I'd rather you make each other happy.

"I know." he croaks out, a fragile smile on his face. "In the next life?"

You try to imagine a life where Jaemin isn't haunting your thoughts; you can't. For a moment, you fear meeting someone else and not being able to love them because they're not him. You fear that they'd be kinder, softer, gentler than Jaemin and you won't be able to love them back because oh, Jaemin was just right; he was too much but in a way where it's just enough — Jaemin who looks at you like you hold galaxies, Jaemin who would risk the world, Jaemin who is with your best friend. The doomed play goes on and you think again of a life where he isn't what you desperately love, and realize that indeed, hopefully, in the next life.

In the next life, because this love feels right but it's not. In the next life, because it's painful but you'll love him still again and again and again until your stars finally agree.

"In the next life." You nod, fingers clenching on the straps of your bag. You look at the ocean ahead of you, and the lights it reflects, and then you close your eyes as you feel the wind.

"Until then, shooting star."

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Light Up The Dark

Part 3 | I am fused just in case I blow out

pairing: bartender!tom x famous!reader

warnings: smut +18 miniors dni, swear words?, drinking, mention of anxiety crisis, let me know if anything else!

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Y/n sat down with her coffee at a cafeteria table. She took a deep breath and opened her notebook, double-clicking the document and revealing the page she'd been trying to write for some time. It couldn't be happening again. It was already the third writer's block in a row and to say she was starting to get angry was an understatement.

It was becoming a constant problem and she didn't know what to do anymore. It was getting embarrassing how many times she had gone to her neighborhood coffee shop. Staying in her apartment alone was making her completely claustrophobic, which was ironic given her apartment was so big and spacious.

But what was making her so upset and with that lack of creativity? That's what she wanted to find out. Maybe it was the story, maybe it would be a sign that that story shouldn't be written.

She took a deep breath and rested her chin on her palm looking at the screen. She didn't want to give up on June, her character, so easy. She really want to finish this, had she already invested too much time in something that in the end would come to nothing? That didn't sound like her.

But if that were the only way, she would have no alternative, she would have to give up and maybe come back one day when her creativity shines again.

She felt her cell phone vibrate in her coat pocket and caught it looking that was Milla. She slid the screen and answered.

- Hi Mil... - she said a little discouraged.

- Hey Lovey! Why the sad voice? - Milla said and Y/n smirked.

- Just discouraged with the new book...

- Nothing yet? - Mila already knew about the extensive Y/n block’s creativity since she kept calling asking for tips on teas or candles that would bring inspiration (since Mil was an expert in these crazy things about spiritism and nature), which obviously didn't help.

- Nothing, actually I'm thinking about giving up this time...

- Hey Hey hey! No giving up, are you crazy? - Milla said and Y/n sighed. - You just need a little push, it will come back eventually.

- I don't know Mil... It seems that the inspiration went away for good.

- Since when did you lose your ideas? I remember that weeks ago you were all excited, you even wrote three wonderful chapters, maybe if you try to do the same thing you did in these weeks the ideas will come back... - Milla said and Y/n started to remember the weeks that passed. What had she done? Well, she had spent more at home as usual, a few days meeting with the director of the series based on her book, chatting a bit with Emma Brown, and the other day doing an interview for a famous magazine, but that was it. She hadn't done anything big...

Y/n thought some more. Emma Brown and her birthday party, after that day she had a flurry of ideas where she wouldn't stop writing, but then what happened to make everything suddenly stop? Well, there was an obvious incident... And by incident she meant: Tom. That waiter had really messed with her the two nights she had been with him. But she hadn't seen him since and she was super okay with it, it wasn't like she was thinking about him, his smell, his smile, the way he knew how to touch her... Ok, that was going too far.

But why since she saw him she started having her lack of ideas again? It wasn't possible. What if he was inspiring her in some way or another? Maybe the way he relaxed her and made her forget about everything made her creative.

- Y/n? Bestie? - Milla asked on the other end of the line. - Are you still there?

- Hi Mil! - Y/n said out of his thoughts. - Sorry, I went out of orbit for a few seconds.

- I noticed... What are you thinking about huh?

- Oh no big deal... Just... I have to prove a theory and if it works out I'll tell you.

- Theory? What theory? - Milla asked curiously.

- I have to go, but I'll call you later ok? - Y/n said and didn't wait for Milla to answer, hanging up the phone and hurriedly packing up her things.

She had to prove she wasn't going crazy. Maybe Tom really was her energy charge in some way, she had to prove if her creativity would come back. And if he was, she really wouldn't know what to do. She couldn't sleep with him every time her lack of ideas came up. But, she was desperate and despair brought drastic attitudes.

So she ran back to her apartment to change her clothes. To think that she had sworn to herself that she wouldn't go after him, was humiliating, but she didn't care at the moment. As soon she got home, she went straight to her closet, wanting to impress him, but at the same time she wanted him to think that she went there to get someone else, it would be less pathetic.

She spotted a white dress, one that she had never worn before, presumably because she didn't like to show too much of her body, but she decided to take a chance with it. She dressed, put on her high-heeled sandals and did her makeup (the basic one she knew how to do) and when it was almost 11pm she was heading towards the Seven Devils bar.

Arriving there, she saw the same security guard who had let her through, a friend of Tom's. She nodded to him and entered. The bar was a little more crowded, maybe because it was friday night. He felt butterflies in her stomach, what if someone recognized her? She doubted they would, but even though she wasn't doing anything wrong she hated being in the media. She took a deep breath and went deeper into the room. It was dark and the dance floor was open, crowded with people dancing and few people sitting at the table. Only the bar light was visible, where she immediately looked for someone with brown hair and a bar uniform, but she didn't saw him, just Sally, the other bartender. Maybe he has a day off?

She headed towards the bar to order a drink, leaning against the counter and looked around, no sign of him. Maybe she had gone there for nothing. Sally approached and Y/n smiled asking for a drink, she didn't want to ask about him because it would be too much and besides Sally didn't recognize her, or pretended not to, so it would be weird.

- Special night? - Y/n asked when she delivered her drink, indicating the number of people and why the dance floor was open.

- Yeah, we do it every friday, the bar ends up turning into a club. - Sally replied taking some glasses and turned to serve other customers.

She picked up her glass and headed out onto the dance floor. It wouldn't hurt for her to have a little fun. Weaving through the crowd, she started shyly dancing for a few long minutes alone, until a guy approached.

-Hey ...-he said smiling and stopped in front of her.

- Hey... - Y/n said suspiciously and looked around drinking her drink.

- I saw you're alone... Can I stay here? he asked and Y/n bit her lip thoughtfully. Well, Tom clearly wasn't there and what if his ideas didn't just depend on him? But of her hooking up with someone? Anyone...

- Of course! - she said smiling at last and he approached dancing with her while the lights flashed. He was handsome, had those piercing eyes that wouldn't stop watching her every move.

Another song started to play and Y/n started dancing more sensually. The boy came even closer placing his hand on her waist and she smiled, satisfied with her effect. Everything was going well until she glanced at the bar and found a pair of brown eyes staring at her.

Tom. So there he was, wearing his uniform, his hair pulled back as usual, he was gorgeous and with a shaker in one hand shaking furiously. He didn't take his eyes off hers which made her shiver.

He just looked away when he had to take care of the next customer, and Y/n looked at the guy in front of her, where she now had a hand on his shoulder. Who was she kidding? She wanted Tom... At least she would try to have him that night, because she was curious to test her theory with him.

- I'll be right back. - she said and the guy opened his arms disappointed as she walked away, taking the rest of her drink and heading towards the bar again.

She leaned against the counter and saw Tom saying goodbye to a customer looking at her from the corner of his eye. She approached her and grinned when he stopped in front of her.

- This is getting embarrassing darling... - he said wiping the counter with a towel.

- What are you talking about?- she asked raising an eyebrow.

- You coming here just to see me? Tsc tsc... pathetic - he said with a smirk and Y/n felt her stomach turn with anxiety as he looked up at her.

- And who said I came here for you? - She said trying to hide it.

- I don't know, maybe because you could have gone to any bar better than this one in the entire city, but you chose this one, strange isn't it? - He asked taking her glass and preparing another drink.

- Funny, I only came here because I liked the place last time... Besides I was even flirting with another guy seconds ago, so your theory doesn't make sense. - Y/n said ironically and did not take her eyes off his trying to be firm on her tone.

- Yeah, I know... But it's funny that you didn't take your eyes off me while dancing with him... - he said putting her glass, now full, back on the counter.

- I was just surprised to have seen you, since I had even forgotten that you worked here. - She said drinking a sip from her glass and he laughed ironically.

-Of course love ... Of course ...-he said tilting his head to the side and approached his face to hers leaning on the counter. Y/n stared at him a little lost in his scent coming in waves to her nose and she could now see his freckles up close, as well as the arrogant smile that never left his face.

- I bet you came here for another round, right? he said quietly, his breath hitting her face and she almost closed her eyes. -Getting dressed like that, dancing sensually while watching me...-he said biting his lip looking her face up and down and stopping at her lips. Y/n swallowed, ok he had an almost paranormal effect on her.

- I-I... - she stuttered and he smiled even more seeing her disconcerted. - I don't know what you're talking about. - Y/n said finally and walked away a little, wanting to get out of that situation. She wanted him, but she didn't want to give out so easily.

- Of course you don't know sweetheart, but I can remind you later. - He said, winking and then walking away, heading towards another customer who had arrived.

Y/n let out the air she didn't even know she was holding, tooking a big swig of her drink and set the glass on the counter heading back to the floor. Tom was very arrogant, but denying that she didn't like it was a lie.

She arrived on the floor and went back to dancing closer. The guy from before now was talking to another girl which made her a little sad, she wanted to have fun with Tom's face some more. She stayed there for a few minutes, until three people approached her, surrounding her.

- Hey... Aren't you the Y/n? - a girl said and Y/n wanted to hide for a moment.

- Erm... I am. - She said smiling.

- I saw you in an interview last week! I love your books! Take a picture with me? she asked taking her cell phone out of her pocket.

- Of course! - Y/n said and posed with the three people while they took pictures.

- Hey! You are Y/n aren't you? I saw you in Emma's birthday pictures! -a guy said right behind approaching too and some people around her start to look at her.

- It is true! I recognized her from somewhere! - another girl said also approaching and Y/n started to get a little scared. She didn't see the harm in taking pictures with some fans, but being buried by them was a nightmare.

- Take a picture with me? - another also said.

- Your books are terrible! - another one shouted laughing.

- I bet the next one will be even worse! 

- Who is this? Never heard of it!

- I bet it must be some actress wanting attention.

And when she saw she was surrounded by a crowd almost being suffocated, but more people kept surrounding her and filling her with questions about her book, or cursing her in some way, which started to make her sick and claustrophobic .

-Please, guys...-she started to speak, but her voice broke and was lost with the loud music and with the people talking loudly around her. For a moment she thought she was going to pass out. Until she felt someone putting a hand on her waist and guiding her out of the crowd hurriedly walking beside her.

The crowd started to follow them and Y/n just stared at her feet, still feeling her heart beat fast. The next thing she saw was this person pulling her to the side of the bar through a door and then closing it.

He looked around when the light was turned on and saw some boxes on the floor and shelves. She was in a warehouse and Tom was standing in front of her.

- You are okay?- he asked looking at her worriedly.

- I...- She closed her eyes for a few seconds and opened them again. - I'm fine, it was just a scare, thank you for saving me...

- It's ok darling... - he said approaching to check if she was really ok and Y/n felt dizzy, staggering a little and he held her by the waist preventing her from falling. - Whoa, I don't think you're okay, love.

- It's ok, it was just an anxiety attack with drinking... - she said putting her hand on her temples, feeling her vision rotate a little. - I just... I really want to leave.

- Okay, how about we walk slowly and I take you home? -He said still holding tight to her waist and she looked at him.

-O-ok...- she said nodding and they started walking slowly.

After passing through the warehouse, Tom opened another door that opened into the backyard of the bar, where he could see his car. He helped her in and sat down next to her.

- Tom? - Y/n asked when he started the car and starting to move.

- Huh? -he said turning his face towards her.

- Can you... Can you take me somewhere else? I don't want to go home... - she said feeling a little pathetic. But she didn't want to face her gigantic apartment right now, wanted to be with someone somewhere else who didn't remember what she'd just been through.

- Sure darling... - he said stopping at the red light. - Where you want to go?

- Could be your house? I mean, I don't want to take advantage or anything, I just... I need to calm down somewhere else... - She started to say hesitant.

- Hey, fine, no problem. -He said putting his hand in hers, that was on her lap, comforting her and she shook her head, seeing him to remove, putting back on the steering wheel. She wanted him to keep his hand there, but obviously she stay quiet, leaning her head against the window, trying to calm down.

After a few minutes they reached his building, where Tom parked and helped her to go out of the car. Y/n followed him to the front door and they took the elevator. She was still silent the whole time and he didn't want to say anything either, just glanced at her time to time, maybe checking her if she was okay and looking away afterwards.

They arrived at Tom's apartment and Y/n looked around. It was small but cozy. There was a living room with a small kitchen and a hallway leading to another door that appeared to be his bedroom.

- How about you stay in my room and I give you some clothes to make you more comfortable? -He said putting his hand on her back guiding her while she nodded.

They entered the room and Y/n sat on the edge of the bed. As Tom opened his closet, taking off his shoes and choosing a comfortable T-shirt and pants for her to wear. He approached her again putting the clothes beside her.

- Well, you can make yourself comfortable ok? I'll let you... - he start to said.

- Tom. - Y/n interrupted him. - Please stay here. - She said feeling her heart start beating fast and her breathing quicken. She thought back to the horrible comments and the crowd that had surrounded her. Maybe now pictures of her were all over the internet and it made her anxious again. She closed her eyes feeling tears wanting to flow. She opened them again and the tears finally spilled out, rolling down her cheeks.

- Hey, hey darling. It’s alright, I'm here. -he said getting down in front of her, putting a hand on her cheek wiping away some tears.

- Sorry, I just... That's ridiculous, sorry...

- Shh... - he said calming her and looking at her. - It's not ridiculous ok? You don't need to apologize for anything. -He said caressing her cheek.

- It's just... I keep thinking about those horrible comments and how my picture must be all over the place. - Y/n said wiping some tears that insisted on falling.

- Darling... You don't need to think about it, okay? Those people who said that are terrible, I don't want you to think about anything now how about that? - he said and Y/N looked at him.

- I wish I could turn off those thoughts. -she said sniffling a little, averting her eyes and Tom stroked her leg slowly comforting her. For a moment she felt her body shiver, but it was because Tom was touching her and not because of her crisis. He stopped pulling his hand away and Y/n looked at him. - Tom... Can you continue?

- What do you mean? - he asked confused looking into her eyes.

- Touching me... I mean, you were doing a good job distracting me. - She said smiling slightly and he smiled back.

- Sure…- he said getting down on his knees and taking her calf slowly and kissing her lightly, not taking his eyes off hers at any time. Y/n wanted to close her eyes, but at the same time wanted to look at him, so she decided to keep them open.

Tom took off his sandals slowly, and was kissing from her calf to her thigh, stroking lightly with his hand that held her, and she felt shivers down her spine. . He reached her inner thigh and took a small bite causing her to sigh and bite her lip in response. He lifted his head to look at her and smiled. Y/n not resisting, bent down kissing him with desire. He placed one of his hand on her face kissing her back while his other hand still rested on her thigh squeezing.

She kept kissing him until she felt she needed of air and they parted, out of breath. Tom touched his nose to hers lightly and Y/n closed his eyes feeling him.

- Tom... I want to feel you... - she said approaching her mouth again. - Make love with me? - she asked quietly and she could feel him smile against her mouth.

-Whatever you want sweetheart... - he said and stood up suddenly with hush, bringing her along  by her legs, making her gasp in surprise, putting her down on the bed and lying on top of her afterwards.

He went back to kiss her, exploring her mouth eagerly and she placed her hand on the back of her neck, pulling his hair. He paced his hands over her body and she hurriedly took his shirt off, running hers over his defined bare chest.

- I didn't tell you this before, but you look wonderful in that dress, teased me all night, but I confess I'd rather see you without... - He bit down lightly below her ear making her moan low, he raised the hem of her dress, stepping away and helping her get it off and throwing it aside.

Now he was kissing her collarbone, lowering the kisses to her breasts making her arch her back a little wanting to get even closer to his mouth. When she reliase he had removed her bra and smirked looking at her.

- I have to be honest...I missed that image. - he said and Y/n almost hid by the way he looked at her, it was like she was a sculpture, it was a look of admiration and desire. A look that made her forget the world.

He kissed her breasts and positioned himself between her legs, meanwhile taking off his pants, along with his boxers, while still paying attention to each of her nipples, sucking them making her moan low. He returned his kisses to her lips again kissing her more slowly this time, moving his hand to her panties and running his fingers slowly through the fabric, setting aside and feeling how pathetically wet she was for him. Y/n moaned against his lips again and he groaned pulling back a little.

-I love how you're always ready for me darling...-he said making his lips touch hers lightly and she could only moan in response as he made slow circles on her clit.

- Tom... - she said weakly and he smiled seeing how she was vulnerable for him. - Please, I need you inside me, now... - Y/n managed to said between moans, arching her waist against his hand.

- So demanding and desperate love ... - he said taking his hand of her making her protest with the lack of contact. - But I have to confess that you get even hotter that way. - He said stretching to get a condom in the drawer on the side of the bed and opened the package adjusting on his member right after. Y/n ran her hands on his arms, meanwhile, just admiring his body and how lucky she was. He looked back at her and smiled seeing that she was admired him with concentration. - Still with me darling?

She looked him in the eye again and nodded, kissing his neck then making him bite his lip. Tom took his cock closing his eyes and penetrated her slowly, so that she got used to his size. When he was fully inside her he turned to look at her closely and stroked her cheek lightly as if asking permission to move, which she readily agreed.

He started to move slowly, making her feel every piece of him by wich thrust he was doing, until he picked up a fast pace that made her moan with pleasure gripping his shoulders tightly and even scratchin him a little. He made her feel like she was flying and he penetrated her so deliciously it felt like a dream.

Tom took one of her legs and wrapped it around his waist, making him penetrate her even deeper, which made her almost combust. He was silent the entire time, as well as her, what could be heard were just the moans of the two that echoed through the room.

After what seemed like an eternity. Tom slowed his pace a little. Putting one of his hands on the side of Y/n's head, squeezing the sheet and the other on her leg, squeezing it willingly.

- Fuck Darling... I’m gonna come... - he said breathlessly lost in his pleasure.

- Tom... - Y/n could only said and he took his hand from her leg going to her clit again stimulating it with his fingers and increasing his pace again, until the two reached the orgasm together between moans and low breathless curses.

Tom placed a few kisses on Y/n's neck returning to his senses and Y/n closed her eyes just feeling his touch. He then got off her and lay beside her looking at the ceiling. Catching his breath. After cleaning themselves in silence, the two returned to bed lying side by side.

- You ok? he asked finally breaking the silence looking at her.

-More than ok...- Y/n said lying on his side towards him. -I'm just tired...-she said lazily starting to close her eyes and the last thing she felt before falling asleep was Tom kissing her forehead.

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Well it still isn't too late to offer our dear Lion a bitter-sweet birthday gift , right ? Let him let go of his sad past and find happiness in this birthday night

...Sometimes I wondered why would I be even given birth to if this was the point life was going to drive me into ? If this was how it was supposed to be , I wished to never be born . Living without needing and to be needed , wanting and to be wanted , loving and to be loved was nothing different from death , some are given birth to by mistake , could it be that I as well was a mistake ? I was pretty sure that I was until something later changed my mind

Preview : Years has passed , each filled with dread , hatred , loneliness and dishonor . Unwanted pains shattering his heart to pieces , unexplainable emotions no one around him would ever care to imagine , endless tears fallen from his eyes over the years on his lonely corners , injured heart of him which no one ever cared to heal... But from now , things are going to be different . This year will be his new start because he has you by his side

Why did I always have to be the second one ...?

They say you've got to live your and only your life , that the only one holding you back from your dreams is you , that you can be anything if you try your hardest , and I tried

No , it wasn't only trying . I lived for my goal . I lived to become the strongest , I lived to be the one who brought honor to my family's name , I lived to pull myself out my brother's shadow , I lived to change my unwanted fate...but I couldn't . I cut back on my everything , my free time , my friends , my family , my own self . All to have my time to focus on my powers , to be an almighty magician . As I grew stronger , I begun to bring fear along myself. I got warned that I'm going way further than I ever should but it didn't matter . I still needed to be stronger , strong enough to prove that I'm worthy of being the next king

Farena brought light wherever he went and I brought...shadows . Shadows reflecting the terrifying darkness taming into my soul . I thought these would turn me into a worthy heir to my kingdom but they didn't , they turned me into something others called terrifying . Fearful . Greedy . Monster

My brother himself tried to hold me back for many times but I didn't listen , thinking that he was afraid of my strength which I thought had surpassed him so far . Even if it wasn't his purpose , this wasn't going to hold me back from the path I'd chosen ; it was too late

All they could see was my stunning powers growing more and more fearful day by day , slowly turning into a threat . No one ever saw what it took me to get to this point , no one ever cared . While children were playing outside and enjoying their short lasting carefree days , I had locked my self inside my hidden training spot , spending hours each day all alone there . Learning everything on your own isn't really pleasant , specially when no one's there to tell you how harmful magic can be . I was covered in dust and bruises each day after training , I even passed away of tire too many times right there

I have to admit...It doesn't really matter how much I grow . A part of me will always remain child because I sacrificed my time to be a child when I had to enjoy it . Yeah , there's an extremely annoying cry baby hiding inside me... It came clear to me again on the day of my nephew's birthday , the day life proved me that I can never change my path , no matter how much I try , no matter how much I lose , no matter how much cry , no matter how much I suffer

All those pain , loneliness , hours of crying and wiping blood off my body was a waste . Not because I didn't try , no dear it wasn't ever my fault . It was this life . It wasn't ever fair...

That child...This was the end of me . The only thing I fought for , my very last chance to get all I ever wanted out of my life . Why?...why?? I gave up my all just to be respected ! To be looked up to ! To be wanted !! Didn't I lose enough...?

I couldn't take it anymore , I couldn't . I had lost my purpose to live , to breath , to exist . Suicide would've been a pretty simple and shameful way to end it all , but you won't believe it if I tell how many time I was too close to doing it . The story of the infamous king Scar was getting reflected into my life . I was becoming what I refused to be , I didn't want to be like him , I didn't want to be the monster he became but...Not everything always goes as you expect , right ?

When I announced that I'll be heading to Night Raven College , everyone knew that I'd finally given up to my dark side . I was no longer afraid of becoming the monster they warned me about ; this was my path

I started a new life with entering Night Raven College or this is what I thought . No was there to look down to me for my neglected past and that was enough for me , enough to not suffer much more . My mind finally came to a more stable zone , somehow I could pull some parts of my shattered personality together and that seemed to be good...but the holes in my heart , there was no way to get rid of them . Loneliness , pain and , isolation took more than having a more stable life to be forgotten , but I never knew that my medicine would one day come to me on their own

I used to think that you were just as empty as I was , perhaps even a lot weaker with not a single sight of magic inside you . May seem rude but I believe that was the first thing that made me have an interest in you : You made me feel superior . Don't hate my dear , but that's just how I grew up . Being compared to my brother my whole life and receiving endless critiques and blames on it . You do understand , don't you ? Told you , those holes in my heart needed to be filled . Bullying you was just a small part of it

Back then , you were nothing more than a child in my eyes . Your will to make a change and save others sounded pathetic to me ; not just because I looked down to you as a human , but rather because I saw myself inside you ; my unfulfilled wishes and useless tries . This was how I expected you to end up , just like me . But you didn't

Overblot may be counted as my most terrifying form , but it isn't the only the thing you saw through me . That was the very first time I show you the others how empty I was , how weak I felt . I revealed my holes and that made me feel unsafe

Considering how I was wrong about being superior to you and the way you saw how measurable and weak I could be , I wouldn't have been fascinated if you too had started looking down to me as a loser . It was odd of you to try and get closer to me instead , no wonder why I kept rejecting you at first . You were stubborn and I was moody , I didn't really like the two of us getting much closer . Helping you take back the Ramshackle dorm was supposed to be our very last business together but , I'm thankful that you didn't give up on me . I accepted the two of us becoming friends since you insisted , but I'd never imagined what great changes were coming to my life by letting you in

Your powerless self which I used to make fun of , became a way for me to spend sometime forgetting how strong my magic would be or how important it can be in my life . Having ice cream together , taking walks , talking like two friends would , these were nothing special but they were all new to me . I had to accept that it was nice having you around , finally someone that wasn't as annoying as the others

Finally I gained enough self-esteem to speak of my personal issues , stuff that were bothering me over the years . I didn't want you to do anything about them , I just needed a listener . But to see how you cried hearing my pain... I- I wasn't ever expecting that . You were not only the first one to know but also the first to care...that shook my heart

When you said that you wanted me to spend more time with my family specially brother and nephew , I couldn't help but to laugh it off . But the way you actually forced me into doing it seemed to by quite childish at first . I was too selfish to even call my brother but you were there to force me into doing it - It felt like you were my mum sitting next to phone to see if I talk politely or not, but it worked out anyway

As the time passed , many things changed . Our small friendship was now way further than were it once was , specially now that I look how you changed me and my life over

Farena and I are now much better than we used to be , I can now really feel like I have someone as my older brother , not a symbol to be compared with . My family now check on my casually asking how I am doing . I still refuse to go home since I still have a lot to take care of here , but I can somehow feel that I as well missed them too . For so long I thought that I was forgotten , invisible and unwanted . But after you showing up in my life , I can finally see what it means to be alive

My dear (y/n) , I'm still learning to be a better me and need you by my side to learn me how to , so I'm not yet prepared to tell you how I feel . I kept on learning to be a great magician for years and now , it's time for me to learn to be a great lover , someone worthy of your love and attention , someone you'd like to remain by his side for eternity

I love you (y/n) , not just because of giving me all I needed for my whole life , not because of making me feel like I have a real family after the years , not because of helping me gain all respect and honor I always wanted to have , but for showing me that my path as well can be changed

Tonight here I am with my family , friends and you by my side , celebrating a date I called filthy for the past 20 years of my life :

" Happy birthday Leona! "

The crybaby inside me isn't going to shut the hell tonight- I know that I shouldn't cry but , I can't help it . My first tears in front on someone else than myself fall not because of pain this time , but due to the unbelievable happiness and joy my heart has drowned into . I look at you , your bright smile giving me straight and your beautiful eyes keeping on bringing light to soul . Even if my birth was a mistake , I would mow say that it's the most beautiful mistake that could have ever happened in my life

My family , my friends , and my beloved (y/n) , I need them all , and I'm glad to see that they as well need me . I want them in my life , and I'm proud that they as well want me . I love you (y/n) and I would die to see that you too love me , but even if you don't , that will never change my feelings for you . For the first time in my life , I feel alive . And it's all thanks to you , because of you by my side

I can't help but to hug you tight , feeling your warmth close to me . Digging my head into your shoulder as I let go of heavy tears in my eyes : " Thank you , (y/n)..."

♦♥♠♣

Tagging : @ji-yaaan @lilyholo @yandere-wishes

[vs-redemption]

I love Soft Saturday/Sunday! :3 I remember you posted a selfship of yourself and I wanted to try one for me lol so, here goes! It was a bit hard/weird because I don't think any of these wonderful guys would be with me ^^U It was still fun to do though!

1.) Belle x Todoroki, Shouto (Bellouto? Shoutelle? Belloroki?)

- I'd probably be very distant with Todoroki at first because of his cold demeanor. It would have to be Midoriya who would get us together.

- We would end up sitting together at the same lunch table, chatting with our group of friends. Eventually our love for noodles would bring us closer. I would buy him some different types of cold soba or even show him unique recipes to try out. If I ever see anything soba related, I'd text him and say "Look! I thought of you! It's your fave ^^"

- Once he opens up about his past, I'd probably get teary eyed and give him a big hug. I'd thank him for trusting me enough with his childhood memories and I'd also eventually open up to him about my own hardships.

- I would give him all my love without smothering him. I'd just want to show him the love and care he deserves especially since he didn't have much of it growing up.

- I think it's the little things that might make Todoroki fall for me. Things like bringing him tea when he's studying late, if he fell asleep before setting up his alarm, I'd put one on his phone and on my own just to make sure he'd wake up on time, praising/acknowledging all of his big and small accomplishments, getting his favorite food when he's sad/had a rough day, sending him cute text messages like "Good morning, handsome!" or even doing something like this:

Me and Todoroki: *studying intensely*

Me: *gasps loudly* OMG

Todoroki: What? O_O

Me: I love you. (´,,•ω•,,)♡

🙈

2.) Belle x Miya, Atsumu (Bellumu? Biya? Atsubelle?)

- I'd have to have known him for a long time before we'd date. Kind of like childhood friends to lovers? If I met him at an older age, I might think he was a jerk and wouldn't want to go out with him.

- I wouldn't be afraid to call him out. Like when Atsumu is having his "if you can't hit my toss then you shouldn't be on the team" moment, I'd probably punch his arm and scold him.

- I'd have to turn it around and tell him "what if someone told you that?" or "treat others the way you want to be treated". I think he'd like that I don't treat him any different or baby him.

- Since we're childhood friends, we're already comfortable with each other. We've also seen, heard, and been through a lot together. We'd know silly small things about each other like "Atsumu always listens to this song right before a game" or "His right eye always twitches 3 times before he sneezes"

- He's seen me go through some relationships and has seen how I've acted/treated the person I'm dating. Atsumu would see that I put in a lot of effort and the stuff I'd do for my previous boyfriends. I think that would eventually make him want to ask me out. It'd be something that he might want to experience, too. Like how it would feel to hold my hand or share a loving embrace.

- When we'd get angry at each other, it could get a bit loud, but we would resolve things quickly.

- Our relationship would also be fun and full of silliness and lovely surprises. He'd do something like honk the horn right when I'm passing in front of his car to get to the passenger side. Atsumu would also surprise me with a gift that I've been eyeing or even a spontaneous trip to somewhere!

3.) Belle x Kageyama, Tobio (Bellayama? Tobelle? Kagelle?)

- We met at a mutual friend's party in college. We'd probably talk about how we were basically dragged there.

-I love to party/hang out, but when I have something to do/ a goal, I strive hard to accomplish it. (ugh, getting some PTSD from nursing school lol)

-We would end up talking about our ambitions and what we hope to end up doing in our lives. After becoming friends for a while, we'd get on the topic of relationships. We'd both want someone who is patient and understands that when we're busy, we're not ignoring them. We're studying/practicing.

-I think that is what convinces both of us to start a relationship.

-We're both busy and can get stressed out easily, but we'd know what to do to ease the stress a little. Like giving Kageyama different flavored milk cartons.

-It would look like we don't spend much time together/don't really act like a couple, but when we have free time, we'd be spending it with each other.

-We'd get our nails done together. （〃・ω・〃）

-We'd both have to think about how great it would be when we get settled with our careers and that we'd have more time to spend together. Planning future adventures/vacations is our motivation.

-Even though I'd miss Kageyama dearly, I totally understand how it feels like when you have other obligations. I'd never want to get in the way of his goal so I would do my best to support him and show my love in any way that I can and that would be something he might love about me.

First off, all three of these amazing boys would love you to pieces! You are so thoughtful and kind and they'd be foolish not to fall for you! I accept no arguments about this. 😊 This got way out of hand so... gonna put my rambling below a cut.

Send me some soft headcanons

Let's talk Todoroki! Gonna be honest... I don't know if I trust Midoriya to play cupid 😂 Of course, meeting Todoroki through him makes sense, but you know who zeros in on how cute you two look together immediately? Yes, it's Mina! Thankfully she's not obnoxious about it, but she does have your back. She expertly manipulates every situation to give you and Todoroki a chance to interact. Somehow, thanks to her, he always ends up sitting/standing right next to you in class, at lunch, in training, on the bus, on the sofa in the common room... EVERYWHERE.

Poor boy would be so confused at first by your attention. Like, of course he doesn't mind being your friend, but nobody else texts or talks to him about his interests outside of hero stuff. He didn't even know anyone noticed he liked soba that much. And all the little things you do for him like bringing him tea or setting an alarm, he's not used to it. He doesn't hate it though. Actually, he kind of likes it. And I just want you to prepare yourself for the day when he takes the initiative and your phones lights up with a message from him for the first time with a picture of some random thing that made him think of you. *my heart would explode*

It's all downhill after that because he really likes the way you respond when he reciprocates your kindness. The flustered look on your face when he brings you some of his sister's homemade soba noodles for lunch, the cute emojis you use in your texts when he messages you first in the morning, and the shy smile you give him when he finds the courage to compliment you. He's never wanted to take care of someone the way he wants to take care of you before.

ATSUMU. You're totally right. I'm the same as you in that I would not trust this little shit for a while after meeting him. Childhood friends to lovers is nice because you there's no way you wouldn't know the real Atsumu. The idea of you knowing little personal things about each other is so cute too. Atsumu takes advantage of this and always gives the best gifts for birthdays and holidays. And he's always so excited to watch you open what he got because he KNOWS you'll love it because he knows YOU.

I'd like to say that he'd be into the fact that you treat him normally like anyone else, but something tells me he would actually expect special treatment since you two are close friends. It would surprise him a little every time you reprimand him for being rude to his teammates or fighting with his brother. He respects you more than anyone else in his life though, so he always straightens up his act just as soon as you give him that look. He hates when you're angry or annoyed at him, so of course he'll be on his best behavior for you. Honestly, he'd do anything to get positive attention from you. (He's already such a simp for you and he doesn't even realize)

He thinks he's just being a protective friend when he criticizes all your previous boyfriends. None of them are even that terrible but in his eyes, nobody treats you the way you should be treated and nobody would ever be good enough. He puts you on a pedestal to be honest. And yes, once you're together it would be full of teasing and giggles and he would absolutely take it too far and overdo it sometimes and get himself into trouble, but it's okay because you know he never means to upset you. He's just so excited and in love with you.

Kageyama's turn. Oh my god! This boy would be so awkward at a college party. He'd probably just be all tall and weird standing in the corner like 😳 what's happening? Thank goodness for you, coming over to talk to him ... but wait... you're so cute... WHY are you talking to him? Now he's flustered for a different reason and he tries his best to have a normal casual conversation with you but he stumbles over his words a bit but bless your heart, you pretend not to notice and continue smiling at him. He thinks you are SO PRETTY!! omg😭

A huge weight lifts off his chest when you start talking about your goals. He knows about goals. That's easy. The look on his face is kind of scary at first because it looks like he's scowling, but he is just listening very intently to you and absorbing every single word. He almost seems like a different person when you let him talk to you about volleyball. His whole face lights up and he's talking very enthusiastically with his hands. He apologizes for ranting at you afterwards, but is also amazed that you'd stayed and let him talk so long.

Being around you IS a huge stress relief. At first he's worried about not spending enough time with you or making you think he's not interested because of his awkward mannerisms. But you're always super understanding and patient with him. Plus, you're just as busy working towards your own dreams. He supports you as much as he can just as you do for him and falling into a relationship is just really easy and natural for the two of you.

Kageyama doesn't really know how to do big extravagant dates, so just being able to take walks with you, or do activities like doing your nails together is enough to make him happy. He WANTS to do more for you though. He would never admit to this, but he actually has a small list of things he plans to do once you both have more time. He pays attention to what you might even consider silly throwaway comments like "One day we should...." or "Sometime I'd like to...." He writes it all down because even if they aren't career goals, those are still things you want which makes them very important to him.

[konpithepuppy]

[TRANSLATION: POTATO 04.2021]

7 MEN SAMURAI CROSS TALK + RECENT MEMO

Scans not mine

Neither an English nor a Japanese native speaker

Feel free to correct me, thanks

WHO IS NO. 1 IN TERMS OF ACTING ABILITY!?

For the purpose of checking out the acting ability of the 6 members, different patterns of "smile" were shown. At the end of a heated discussion in the round table discussion, a member who is good at telling lies was revealed!? (The interview was taken in the middle of February.)

Reia-kun is a professional in acting to deceive people

Yabana: This time's theme is "acting ability".

Sasaki: (in loud voice) WHAT!

Nakamura: No, he didn't mean "act here now" LOL. You run into the conversation too fast. Recently, for a project for YouTube, we did a prank on Bana-san (Yabana), right?

Motodaka: We did a cosplay where we shouldn't be recognized. During that time, I desperately covered everyone with my body so that everyone's disguise will not be caught by Bana-san's sight LOL. It was an acting where I used my whole body.

Konno: And us, who are being covered, were disguising ourselves with all our might. It was fun!

Sugeta: Rinne even changed his pants on the spot LOL.

Nakamura: Yabana, how suspicious were you at that time?

Yabana: I think [I got suspicious] when I saw Taiko's face laughing happily LOL. It's obviously that that is his face when he trick people. With that, Taiko's acting level is quite low.

Sasaki: That's what I also think LOL.

Nakamura: Speaking of YouTube, we always have a birthday surprise plans for the members, but for some reason, we didn't pull anything for Katsuki's and Konpi's (Konno) birthdays.

Konno: Yeah. Honestly, I thought, "Have they forgotten about my birthday?" and I got sad LOL.

Motodaka: I am not saying to prepare us 2 different surprises, but why did you not prepare anything?

Yabana: No, you don't know? Perhaps the reason why we are talking about this now might probably because we've got something for you too, you know?

Sugeta: Yeah, this might be a foreshadowing, you know?

Motodaka: There's definitely none LOL. Our birthdays passed a long time ago already. If you insist, Reia's birthday is coming soon, right? LOL

Yabana: When you make it look like there's a surprise but there's none at all is the saddest pattern of prank LOL.

Sasaki: Who might be in the 1st place in acting in private among us?

Yabana: It is probably Reia-kun. He often deceives people, he is an expert in acting!

Nakamura: I myself think so too LOL.

Sasaki: Didn't you fool HiHi Jets and Bi Shounen all along?

Nakamura: I did, but I can't remember what it is about. They are pure so they believed for around 2 years in the proper lie I said to them LOL.

Motodaka: Reia is good with acting in times like that. Me too in the past, he told me, "the staff are very mad" with a facial expression that looked real and I completely believed him.

Nakamura: Fufufu...if you look closely, I am doing the face saying, "I am lying." On the contrary, Taiko is usually bad when telling lies. His feelings are shown on his face immediately. It is easy to understand his face like "Is that an emoji!?"

Yabana: A speech bubble saying, "I am telling a lie now" is faintly coming out from him LOL. That's why when he talked at the beginning of my prank video, I noticed about it immediately.

Motodaka: Rinne is also easy to know if he is telling a lie, right?

Konno: His feelings totally show in his behavior.

Nakamura: Yeah, yeah. He is bad at acting lively especially when he is feeling down LOL. He obviously couldn't talk.

Yabana: It is like he is saying, "I am having a problem."

Sugeta: ...I agree with you LOL.

Sasaki: Konpi is also easy to understand, right? When he fools others, he will certainly look at my eyes and will grin.

Konno: I want to make the 2 of us the suspects LOL.

Nakamura: When Katsuki tricks people, his ears immediately turns very red LOL.

Yabana: His ears are a lie detector, right? It turns very red like it is going to explode.

Nakamura: If there is someone he likes, he will be exposed immediately. She will be like, "This person probably likes me. Since his ears are super red." LOL

Motodaka: What~ I don't like that. Somehow or other, I think it is something you can't falsify LOL.

Sasaki: On the contrary, Yabana is good with lies . He said he was interviewed in the street by chance for 「Getsuyou kara Yofukashi」recently, but that one is also an acting, right?

Nakamura: The truth is that he can't play intruments too, right?

Yabana: Hey, stop it! To the readers, what they just said are both lies, okay?! LOL Or rather, I have not deceived people or lied to anyone!

Everyone except Yabana: That's a lie~!

Nakamura: 7 MEN 侍's best actor is not me but Yabana-kun~.

Yabana: Stop~that~! LOL

Influenced by the acting coaching of Koichi-kun for the DREAM BOYS

Nakamura: I really like the performance of Taiko when he is on stage.

Yabana: I know. Well, he is in character, but suddenly his aura of being a stupid brat was gone and becomes a human being LOL.

Motodaka: Yeah, right. When he was on stage, he became able to speak good Japanese.

Sasaki: ...I hate you all! LOL

Yabana: I also like Rinne-kun's acting in「DREAM BOYS」. There's a scene that (Domoto) Koichi-kun enthusiastically coaches, and as the result of Rinne steadily absorbing the advices, Rinne is turning into Koichi-kun day by day LOL.

Sugeta: I think since he presented a really good example, so I was influenced naturally. I was thankful. Rinne likes Katsuki's acting in 「Nounai Poison Berry」.

Konno: Ah yes, that was a good one.

Everyone except Konno: You haven't seen that, right? LOL

Sugeta: Konpi has not seen any of the members' stage plays until now, right?

Konno: That's just a coincidence LOL. Because during the showing of 「Oretachi Oenya!!~」where Taiko and Rinne appeared, wasn't it exactly during our preparation for 「~The Happy Prince」?

Nakamura: If you say so LOL. Katsuki's acting and Konpi's acting in 「The Happy Prince」were also good.

Yabana: Yeah, right. Serious acting suited them. Also, Konpi's appearance when he sat on the chair and turned round and round LOL.

Konno: Thank you! I had put all of my acting into that scene LOL.

Sugeta: Bana-san tried different acting patterns in daily special corner of「DREAM BOYS」. I think that was really good!

Yabana: I change my hairstyle depending on the day. And then, I match my acting with my hairstyle like, "Today I will go for a mood that looks slightly weak," or "Today, I am in all back hairstyle so I will go for a character that seems strong," and I am changing my acting a little by little. I also changed my costume a little by little, for some reason, all the cast laughed at me on the day where I appeared in tank top...LOL.

Sugeta: Coz you are skin and bones LOL.

Konno: Yeah, right. You are so thin that you look pitiful LOL.

Sasaki: Reia. For me, Reia's acting on stage is also good of course, but I think his acting on television is overwhelmingly good. You do understand me, right?

Konno: Yup. That's exactly about the drama「Gekikaradou」(TV Tokyo) he is appearing in currently, right?

Motodaka: In a sense that he can do whatever he wants is very Reia. I think it is a great thing that he was able to properly reflect himself to his character.

Yabana: The "yey🎶" in that drama is also like Reia's humor, right?

Sasaki: Well, but the usual Reia that we see is close to his character in Dream Boys.

Yabana: We think, "When will we be get beaten?" so we are constantly scared of him.

Nakamura: You are kidding LOL.

Sasaki: Let me ask just in case, since you are moving towards dramas, it doesn't mean that you are throwing away stage plays, right? Please make this clear.

Nakamura: Of course! LOL. Don't say weird things, I want to challenge acting in stage plays from now on too!

Motodaka: Which reminds me, the stage play where Rinne is starring (「Hidamari no Ki」) is starting soon, right? It starts in March, right?

Sugeta: Yup, you're right. By the time this magazine issue comes out, the Tokyo performance have started already.

Nakamura: Doesn't that look super interesting? I also wanna watch it soon.

Motodaka: More than anything else, I am sincerely hoping that the play will start safely. This is what everyone who got an experience with stage play thinks.

Konno: Rinne is lucky so he will definitely be okay! I believe in that!

Sugeta: Even though you said that, you surely won't come and watch, right? LOL

Konno: No, I will go. I will watch you!

Sasaki: This one is an acting, absolutely LOL.

Konno: I am coming~ LOL.

RECENT MEMO

Sugeta Rinne:

I see off my younger sister, who is taking the national examination, at 6 this morning.I want her to do her best that she can use all the effort she exerted up to this day. Not only my sister, but Rinne and my younger brother also got a charm from our papa. Rinne's charm is a prayer for the success of the stage play.

Konno Taiki:

The selfie project in ISLAND TV is difficult. Every time the day I'm in charged gets closer, I become desperate. I already ran out of idea during the 2nd time we did it LOL. I want to take applications of the poses that the fans want us to do!

Yabana Rei:

When I met Tatsumi (Yudai)-kun by chance last January, he gave me a New Year's money. I was moved at how kind senpai he is. Someday, I also want to give New Year's money to my juniors and be respected LOL.

Sasaki Taiko:

I finally purchased a drum set. Since I do not know which one to buy, so the drummer who I am acquainted with and I admire came with me to the store. I am really thankful that he recommended me the items that match with my style of beating the drums!

Nakamura Reia:

I watched at home the movie「The Letters」where Yamada Takayuki-san is starring. I am glad that the story is very deep, and more than anything else, Yamada-san being immersed in his acting is so great that I was drawn into [the movie] the whole time!

Motodaka Katsuki:

I went fishing for the first time with my brother who is 4 years younger than me. My brother caught a large number of fishes that I can't imagine that it was his first time. The total amount of catch we had that day was 77 horse mackerels! It was so delicious when I made it into namerou (finely chopped fish with miso paste) that it disappeared in no time.

[judgement-free-sideblog]

Blood, tears and sea breeze.

Warnings: ANGST, mental health issues, graphic depictions of violence, blood, cursing, description of sexual assault, mentions of sex, substance abuse.

This is a very dark chapter, is not graphic, but it is really sad.

Summary: The not so peaceful town of Broadchurch face dead again, while Alec Hardy continues his journey to redemption will this school teacher be the key to solve the mystery or just another victim of the ever watching evilness that seems to reside in the town.

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Chapter 12: Green lights

The four adults walked inside in silence, and the paced sound of the metronome was the only noise they could hear for a moment, somehow it made the room feel darker, and cold, even when a shiny yellow sun could be guessed outside the window through the white curtains.

Hardy look away from the device, sitting right in the middle of the desk next to the Dr. Cecil Florence plaque, and a tea cup. In the middle of the office there was a comfortable couch, the one he already knew too well. It wasn't a loud sound, however he find it unnerving and was desperate to make it stop, thankfully he wouldn't have to sit next to it.

Miller sited on an empty chair, the one closer to the door, and gave an awkward smile to Doctor Florence as in "Don't read anything into this" although she was sure her stiff movements were already telling the doctor she didn't want to be there.

Alec lean against the window trying to look at the whole room at once, but he didn't rise his look too high, avoiding Cecil's curious gaze, then he noticed Y/N nervously rubbing her wrist, he remembered seeing her do it before, but somehow he hadn't pay enough attention to the fact before.

"Are you going to make me sing psalms too?" Y/N said with a smile pointing at the metronome.

"Beg your pardon?" Dr Florence said with a strained look.

"Sister Mary, she was an old noun that was in charge of the church long before Father Coats" Alec rise his look with some anger at the way she talked about Paul, and immediately reprimanded himself. "When I was little if you get in trouble she would put out one of those out and made you sing psalms to, I don't know scare the devil away or something".

"Only because the stupid cow was already too old to use the cane" Miller said laughing too. "I still have the scar on my thigh, all because I was late to sunday school" Hardy tried to hide the Oh that's what that red mark was realization out of his mind, but he was thankful that Ellie always knew how to lighten the mood in a room.

"Well, don't worry, is only to guide your train of thought" The doctor said and Y/N sat on the couch a bit more relaxed. "Before we started I want to ask you again if you are okay with the detectives being here, and with this procedure, I also must remind you that this could be emotionally draining, and that we might not always found actual memories"

"I know all that doc, it's okay, let's do it" she laid back on the couch after giving a secure wink to the woman and closed her eyes.

"Fine, then I must remind the detectives that you shall not interfere under any circumstances, in case she needs to stop I will make the procedure stop if I consider it necessary." they nodded and everything went silent again except for the device "You should focus on the sound, use it to guide your breathing, I won't tell you were to start, but I would want you to imagine yourself in a place that brings you comfort

Click... click... click

"I'm in my room, I'm getting ready to go out with Jonathan and Ash..."

"Why are you going out?" Her voice was soothing and Y/N breath was calmed, Miller thought she would fall asleep before she could say anything but then she began recalling the event like she was living it again.

Ashley had gotten a excellent week at the Deli, so she had invited me and Jonathan to celebrate, he was on a grumpy mood, not uncommon on the last few days, but he accept to come with us anyway, he even agreed to wear that ugly purple shirt her mother sent for his birthday. She was always talking about how I never let him dress like a City boy anymore.

We were only the three of us, Charlie didn't came because her mother had a cold and he had to take care of her, sometimes I wonder if he was not angry that Ashley moved out, maybe I will bring Mrs. Langford some soup tomorrow to make him company.

Ashley looked stunning, like she always did, I was never bold enough to wear that kind of short dresses, Jonathan even had to scare a couple guys away from her while they went to get us drinks.

"Only two shots" He said with that dad like look he always had for me to prevent me from doing anything fun... I guess I won't see that anymore

"You are doing great dear" The doctor said once tears star running down her cheek, "Focus on the club, were you in Broadchurch, what time it was? Do you remember the music?"

Some horrible techno music, something kids listen, most of the people around didn't look old enough to be out at 12:00, let alone drink.

The tequila was smooth, and after the second shot I stand up to dance with Ashley, but it was crowded, so I lost her after a while and went back to sit at the table, Jonathan was gone, and I ordered more shots, I don't remember two or maybe three. I started feeling dizzy, so I stand up to go to the bathroom maybe Jonathan was there, it have been long and he hasn't come back.

I saw Ashley kissing a handsome man she often do that when we were younger, that's why she left her house, their parents were too conservative, and she was fighting with Charles all the time because of it, I never actually mind that she do that, but I felt mad, because she had left me alone so I tried to walk out of the club

"Hey hey hey" a voice said behind me, it was a large man, he was wearing a bright red shirt, and he smelled like bourbon, and aftershave, he had nice eyes "Are you okay dear?" I tried to tell him I was fine and walk away but my feet were no longer responding and the green lights of the club were making my head hurt, I was not sure how was I so far from the crowd

"I can't breathe" I said and I tried to walk outside but his hand was on my wrist and he didn't let go

"Let's go outside, you need air" he said and then the cold air of the night strike me in the face, the moon was out, he was smoking, and I was trying to get some clarity, but everything was so confusing and my legs felt week...

"You smell so nice" he said with his hot breathing my neck and one of his hands on my chest, I tried to scream, to run maybe but then everything went red, I felt a stinging pain on my head, and how he lift me from the ground.

Hardy was tense angrily listening to her story, and definitely not wanting to keep listening, but he didn't interrupt her, and obviously the women in the room were not thrill to listen either, Y/N breathing was now fast and she was fully crying but she kept her eyes closed.

He took away my ring, and for a moment I was glad because I thought he was trying to rob me, but then I could hear him taking off his pants, I kept my eyes closed, I tried to scream to call Jonathan and Ashley, anyone... I thought I was going to die, I would have rather die... I thought of my parents... and I got enough strength to scream and I did, but then he hit me in the face again, and then, Please don't do that... Please stop! Stop!! Someone help me!!...

"Stop this" Ellie said loudly "Please doctor stop this"

"DS Miller, I have to ask you to remain impartial" she said with a quiet voice but she was also very affected by the story.

Hardy was not listening, by that moment Y/N voice were only screams, and she had now the same lost look she did at the Latimer's house. He approach her carefully, but she was desperately rubbing her wrist again and not letting the doctor come near her so she went to her desk to prepare something to tranquilize her.

"I lost it, my mom said I should always keep it on, and I lost it, she is going to be mad" she said with a voice that reminded him of Daze when she cut his ties in ribbons for her dolls, and he wondered if she was still not entirely awake.

"Y/N" he said desperate to act before the doctor would injected the medication, and this time he didn't hesitate and simply hold her tight against his chest "I'm here, you are at Doctor Florence's office ok?" Once she was calmed he make her look at him softly "I'm with you, you're safe" she looked thankful at him but didn't let go, and he could only hold her patting her head, trying to avoid Miller concerned look, and ignoring the fact that the unsettling feeling in his stomach was now satisfied because she was on his arms.

"I would expect that you would be following my advice from now on and not force this poor girl to more trauma in the future" the doctor said to him once Y/N exited the room to go to the restroom.

"I hope we could" Miller said defeated "But if that memory was true in any way now we have to look for a sex offender and a murderer"

"When she was waking up, she said... the way she talked..." Alec tried to elaborate

"It's an old wound, I was convinced she was over that by now, but apparently not" The doctor started. "When she was youger she was diagnosed with absence crisis, a special kind of epilepsy, and her parents made her use a bracelet in case she suffered a crisis at school or so, the idot that treat her before me had her under many medications because he couldn't determine her anxiety disorder, so I work with her to take her out of the meds, and eventually she was having a very normal life, she kept using the bracelet as comfort when she felt anxious, but she did not have crisis anymore"

"Until her parents die?" Miller asked remembering what she read in her archive.

"Precisely, they had a discussion, when she finished Uni she wanted to take a job across the sea in Paris or something like that, she gave her mother the bracelet and she went to stay with her friend Ashley on their own, and then her parents had the accident, she has always felt guilty, and since she didn't recover the bracelet she sometimes goes back to her childhood when they make her use it, is just a minor compulsion, not weird under this circumstances"

"She didn't find it?" Alec ask cautiously.

"No, apparently it was not at her parents house, I'm sorry is something else I can help you with?" She said and he change his expression immediately.

"It's fine, we will be in touch if we need anything else, we are very grateful for your help" Ellie said and the doctor went back to her office a d they walked out to wait for Y/N at the car.

"Someone is definitely liying" Miller said once they were inside and grey clouds start covering the sky. "That bracelet was on her the day the body was found" she said.

"I know, but not on any pictures from before that, so either our killer put it on her or she lied to the doctor, but that was, what 10 years ago? Is too long for something she simply forgot to tell her shrink about" a lightning illuminate the sky and the thunder following let him now that will be a rainy day. "I was hoping we'll get more from this, but now we have to listen her friend again, she didn't remember that night, only she was at home with the boyfriend angry about something."

"I can't imagine how did he found her, and she is in no way ready to answer that yet, we had to check out the club, maybe someone saw something, I hate this bloody case" She hit the wheel with her fist. "That poor girl, every time I'm more convinced she is the victim here, but it's all just confusing"

"Yeah, I mean maybe you should take today off, it was hard to hear what she said inside"

"I could say the same about you" He look at her surprised "Oh don't gave me that look, I was not going to comment on this, but you are getting too involved in this"

"Of course I'm not!" He tried to defend himself but she was not paying attention to him.

"Yes you are, and look I'm not going to say anything, but if you became partial on your judgment, for the case, and for your own good, I'm removing you from the case" she said and make a sign to Y/N to show her they were already in the car.

"I thought I was still your superior" He said quietly before she got inside.

"I'll talk to you boss then" she said with a smile, and he knew then that she was not joking, he rolled his eyes with anger because she was right, he would have done the same, and also he was concerned that maybe he was letting Y/N get under his skin making it impossible for him to remain impartial about her.

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Paper hearts (A Fanfic)

Summary: You come home to a very sad Arthur but you always know how to make him smile.

Soft and sweet, no smut.

You hated Mondays. We all do. But it was more likely that you hated what Mondays represented, going back to routine and being away from Arthur for twelve hours a day. And just as you hated Mondays, you also hated Fridays, because on Fridays you worked longer hours at the diner and never came home before 10pm. It was the only day of the week that Arthur arrived at the apartment earlier than you did and even though he was very tired, he always waited up for you, usually watching the Murray Franklin Show. The other week days you liked to cook dinner together, it was something Arthur enjoyed. However, on Fridays you always left him something prepared so he could eat earlier and didn't need to wait until you came home. Today was one such Friday.

- Arthur!! I'm home!!- you announced as soon as you came in.

You felt particularly happy and you owed that happiness to the contents of the bag you carried in your hands. A small surprise for your Arthur.

He usually got up and ran out to greet you, even if he was watching Murray's show. Nothing was more important to him than you.

But today there was no reply and no greeting. You wondered if maybe he had fallen asleep, it was really very late. But as you walked past the kitchen, you saw that the meal you had left him was untouched. Arthur hadn't eaten. You left the bag in the kitchen and went straight to the bedroom. When you found him there, sitting in a corner of the bed, hugging his legs to his chest and resting his head on his knees, an awful sensation of anguish built up inside you.

He wasn't in a state of anxiety, he rather looked like he was in a trance. He was wearing his pajamas and his hair was quite a mess. His beautiful green eyes were open but they had an empty look. And when you noticed that the Murray Franklin Show was on and Arthur wasn't even paying attention, you worried.

You walked over and sat down next to him. You feared he might be sick and you put a hand on his forehead but he didn't feel warm.

It was nights like these when Arthur felt very sad. You noticed in the way his shoulders hung and in how quiet he was. Tonight was one of those nights.

- Arthur, honey, what's wrong?

You came a bit closer, cupped his face with your hands and kissed his nose. It was something he liked and it always made him laugh because it tickled. But today the effect was quite the opposite and as if it was a reflex, tears started to fall from his beautiful green eyes and ran down his cheeks.

- What is it, sweetheart?- you asked with a lump in your throat.

But Arthur remained quiet. You opened your arms and he just fell into them. He clung to your waist, burried his head in your shoulder and silently cried. You held him tightly and mumbled words of love into his ear. You didn't know what had happened but you could very well imagine.

- Don't cry, angel. I'm here. Everything's gonna be alright...

Several minutes went by like this until you felt his body relaxing in your arms and his breathing calming down.

- You wanna tell me what happened?

Arthur wiped his nose with his sleeve and without letting go of your body, he began to speak in a voice so soft you had to put up all your effort to understand what he was saying.

- I t-tripped while I was working...those shoes a-are so big. And the sign I was holding in my hands broke.

You stroke his back as he spoke.

- And when I got back, Hoyt started yelling at me in front of the others and they all made fun of me. He said he would take it out of my pay check.

- Did you get hurt?- you asked, very much concerned.

- No.

You hugged him to your chest and kissed the top of his head. You silently swore to kill Hoyt or at least to kick him in the nuts next time you saw him.

- It's OK, Arthur. You didn't do anything wrong. It was an accident and it happens to all of us. You know...today I broke a mug at the diner.

- You did?- he asked in surprise.

- Yes!- you lied.

It wasn't true but you wanted to make him feel better.

- It just fell and crashed on the floor. I'm very clumsy, too...

Arthur let go of his embrace and looked at your eyes, as if he was silently thanking you for that small comfort. You smiled, kissed his forehead and dried the remaining tears under his eyes. You took his hands in yours and noticed how cold they were. In your mind you cursed yourself for not being able to afford a fucking heater.

- Baby, you're cold.- you said getting up and headed to the living room. You found the blue sweater Arthur had left on a chair and brought it back with you.

- Come, let me put this on you.- you said and with much love you put the sweater on him and buttoned it.

Arthur looked at you with his sweet eyes that were still so sad and your heart could simply not stand to see him like this. You quickly changed into your own pajamas and got into bed with him, taking him in your arms once again.

- Hmmmm, I know how to make you smile...- you said all the sudden. - Close your eyes!-

Arthur did as you said and for a second you watched his beautiful eyelashes that gave him such a sweet look.

You always kept a box of chocolates locked in the drawer of your nightstand. It wasn't like Arthur shouldn't eat them. You just had to keep him from eating them all at once. It had happened the first time you came home with a whole box of chocolates you had gotten for Christmas at work. Arthur had been so excited, rarely did he get the chance to enjoy such luxury and he definitely had a sweet tooth. The poor thing, he hadn't been able to control himself, eating up a dozen chocolates and he had ended up with an upset stomach. You knew this would cheer him up right now and so you opened the drawer and placed the box in his lap.

Arthur opened his eyes and when he saw what you were offering him, he couldn't help but smiling with the joy of a small child.

- Choose one, baby.

- Oh, but... I'm not allowed to touch that box.- he reminded you.

Your heart melted away.

- You are allowed for tonight, sweetheart.

Arthur's eyes grew big at the sight of all those chocolates. You could tell he was having a hard time picking just one.

- You can have two.- you offered.

You felt pure bliss when you saw Arthur enjoying something so small and simple so much. Simple souls are happy with so little...

Arthur hugged you and kissed your cheek, leaving chocolate stains on your skin.

- Thank you.- he whispered.

- Hold on...I still have a surprise for you!!- you said, suddenly remembering the bag you had dropped off in the kitchen.

You came back with it, sat down again and handed it to Arthur. His curious eyes opened wide and he carefully opened the bag. His beautiful face beamed when he realized he was getting a present without it being his birthday or Christmas or any special occasion at all. He was getting a present for the simple fact that he was loved and never ever before you came into his life had anything like that happened.

His eyes were filled with happy tears when he unwrapped the book. Arthur loved books, especially children's books because they were sweet and easy to understand. Above all he loved stories that had animals as their main characters. They weren't cruel and they never had double intentions. They're just like Arthur, you thought to yourself, there's no evil in their hearts. That's why you had chosen this book in particular. Earlier, you had walked past a book shop and the colorful cover with animal drawings had immediately captured your eye. You didn't have much money but you put together all the tips you had received this week and bought it for Arthur. You knew he would like it.

His favorite part was when you read the stories to him. He loved the sound of your voice and the way you made a different voice for every animal. You always allowed him time to run his fingers across the drawings and when he asked you about the meaning of a word he did not understand, you always had the patience to explain it to him. You never read him a sad story, only those with a happy ending. And you loved to read for him. You could read him the same story ten times over and Arthur never got tired of it.

- Thank you...- said Arthur, touched by your generosity. - I don't deserve all these presents. I know they're expensive...-

- You deserve so much more, sweetheart- you replied.

You saw the look in his eyes and knew what he wanted to say and yet he didn't dare. After so long he was still shy to ask this of you.

- You want me to read it to you, darling?- you asked.

- Mhm- said Arthur, hugging your waist and leaning his head against your chest. It was his favorite position because it allowed him to look at the drawings as you turned the pages.

You received him in your arms, covered him with a blanket  and kissed the top of his head, enjoying the smell and the softness of his hair.

- My sweet Arthur- you said - I love you with all my heart.-

You read and re-read the book three times over until Arthur's eyes finally closed and he fell asleep in your arms. It was so late.

Ever so carefully, you laid his head down on the pillow, Arthur softly moaning in his sleep at the loss of your embrace.

- Shhh, sleep baby. I'm right here. I'm going nowhere.- you whispered.

Then you pulled the blanket over his body, making sure he was warm and cozy and you watched him sleep for a while. How you wished you could always keep him safe like that, safe from the outside world and from all the pains of life. You couldn't. But at least for tonight you could provide him this much care and comfort and it mattered. Arthur was now soundly asleep, a soft smile drawn onto his beautifully thin lips. And you knew there couldn't be a bigger paradise than this, a small and run down apartment in the ugliest side of the city where, nontheless, lived two hearts that loved each other.

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The Day Of Fools

Story Summary -> When the hell is Eddie's birthday? Well, the Henderson siblings soon find out and rush to make it the best day they can.

Tags -> Birthday Fluff, Sweet, Established Relationship, Referenced Child Neglect

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April fools day. First of the month. Great for pranksters. And, it was the birthday of Hawkins' own bumbling clown, Eddie Munson. It was his birthday, but nobody needed to know that.

When he was young, Eddie's parents never really had time to celebrate it, and if they did, they chose not to. It was another day. Just another in the calendar month. What were they going to do? Spend unnecessary money on gifts for a child that already cost enough to feed and maintain? For Eddie's parents, that was a strong no.

So, he kept the tradition, or lack of, as he moved in with Wayne. He didn't tell anyone. Not his friends. Not the other members of Hellfire. Even his girlfriend didn't know.

He celebrated her birthday. He serenaded her with gifts and kisses and a song to express how much he cared for her - even though he knew nothing he could ever write would come close to what he felt.

And she wanted to do the same when it was his turn but every time she inquired, "Baby, just tell me when it is," and grabbed his hand to pull it back and forth. Her voice came out whinier than she intended but she'd asked him so many times and always got the same answer.

"Don't have one. I was hatched from an egg."

That bitch.

Well, Gareth knew. He happened to be at the Munson residence on April 1st 1985 and was super confused as Uncle Wayne knocked on Eddie's door with a gift in his hand.

"For you, kiddo," Wayne grumbled. It was a happy moment but Wayne was a grumbler. He grumbled when he was joyous, when he was sad, when he was sombre when he...you get the gist.

Eddie leapt to his feet and took the gift, almost skipping with excitement. Gareth just sat there as his buddy ripped the paper off with eager hands, revealing a fancy-looking drawing pad. Was that a thing that Wayne did often? Did he buy his nephew drawing pads often? That looked too expensive to be a regular thing.

Not explaining anything, Eddie thanked Wayne and gave him a quick hug then the two teens got back to coming up with Gareth's new character.

To be honest, Gareth was so focused on his character sheet to question it at that time. But eventually, he realised that 'Oh shit, that was a birthday prezzie' and kept tight-lipped until the next fool's day.

"A gift for you, sire." He jokingly bowed and presented Eddie with a badly wrapped gift with a bow that had been haphazardly taped to the top. Eddie took the present and eyed it suspiciously.

A prank. It must be. Maybe Gareth had some little scare prepared to get back at Eddie for killing his PC two weeks ago. Was it filled with exploding glitter? Or an air horn? Possibly a bunch of fake spiders because they all knew about their DM's fear of those creepy crawlies after he'd been sleeping at Rick's and woke up to a huge one spinning its web down near his face.

Yeah, after everything that went down over spring break, the spider thing seemed like the least of his worries

"Sir Gareth, what have I done to deserve a gift? Not that I'm not going to take it because I totally am."

"Just open it!"

As Eddie peeled away the wrapper and lifted the lid off the box, he was preparing for something to pop out at him or make a loud noise. That didn't happen. Totally curious, he inspected the contents of the box.

"No way!" he exclaimed, getting out of his seat and showing the other boys a really sick new Dio shirt. An actual gift. No spooks or scares. No spiders. Just a cool t-shirt. And now his buddy Gareth was bound to get special treatment when it came to their next campaign session.

Shit. It wasn't manly to start crying in the cafeteria. Eddie had to control himself somehow. He couldn't cry at all - that would give Jason far more fuel to tease him. But damn that t-shirt made his heart swell with happiness. What had he ever done to deserve such kindness from his old friend? What could he possibly have done that had earned such a thoughtful gift?

Oh. It was his birthday. And Gareth definitely knew that as he said, "Happy birthday, man."

Shit. Now all the Hellfire boys knew. Including Dustin, who knew for a fact that his sister had no idea either. She was none the wiser and would feel like total shit if she missed her man's big day, and Dustin knew that. The younger Henderson got to his feet as Eddie gave Gareth a grateful punch on the arm - if they weren't at school, hell, he may have even given him a more affectionate thank you - and quickly made his way towards the nearest payphone, ignoring how Mike and Lucas were calling after him, "Where are you going, dude?"

Dustin didn't answer. He made it to the phone, only to find some girl twirling the cord around his finger and clearly flirting with whoever was on the other line. He cleared his throat loudly in the hopes that she would take a hint and hurry up. It worked. She turned around and stared at Dustin, giving him a once over before scoffing, hanging up with a cruel, "Sorry, some nerd wants the phone. I'll have to call later, daddy."

He doubted that girl was talking to her father.

"Henderson household, Y/N speaking," she said cheerily, her voice carrying through the speaker.

"It's me. Do you know when Eddie's birthday is?"

There was silence, probably due to the fact that Dustin's request caught her off guard, and he heard her suck in a breath before sighing audibly.

"Nope. Not a clue. He won't tell me."

Why Eddie was so reluctant to tell her was something she never understood. She wanted to shower him with love and gifts - not that she didn't do that every day, even if the gifts were small or handmade - and his birthday was the perfect time to do that.

From the other line, she heard a panicked, "It's today!"

"Shit!"

"Shit indeed!"

Y/N racked her brain for what to do. It was obvious. She calmed him down because she could hear how alarmed he was by explaining, "Okay, I'll pick you up after school and we can buy him some stuff. You're free, right?"

"Uh-huh! I'll be there."

Plans were made and their friend was soon to be handed gifts that were bound to make him as excited as Gareth's had. He hung up and returned to the table to find that Eddie had slipped Gareth's gift over his shirt, wearing it with pride despite how warm he was beginning to feel with two layers on.

"How does it look, butthead?" Eddie asked as soon as Dustin returned, dramatically gesturing to his new addition.

"Totally metal, Munson."

The minute school was over, Dustin rushed to the parking lot to see Y/N waiting for him there. She'd been standing in front of her car, leaning against the hood as she watched people rushing out of school. He grinned when he saw her, walking towards her as fast as his legs would allow him.

"Come on, we're running out of precious time Y/N!"

"Calm yourself, hermano. We've got enough time and I want to see Eddie," she soothed, opening the passenger side door for him to slide into.

And see Eddie, she did. The moment he saw her, her boyfriend sauntered over with a "Ms Henderson, funny seeing you here," and wrapped his arms around her waist to reach around to playfully pat a tune on her butt.

"What song this time?"

"No Stranger to Love."

"Sabbath?"

"Duh," Eddie chuckled and reached for the back of her neck to tug her lips onto his, causing Dustin to cover his eyes as Eddie firmly squeezed his sister's ass right in front of his gaze.

It was a familiar gesture to Y/N and she slapped away his hand - as she usually had to - and pulled them up to her hips. It quickly moved back down to their original place, and he couldn't help the smug grin that spread across his face when she let him leave it there.

Before they got too lost in each other, she mumbled against his lips, "My brother is in the car."

"Shit. Sorry, butthead."

From inside the car, they heard an annoyed, "You guys are gross," and the couple chuckled. The number of times Dustin had been forced to third wheel was immeasurable. It's not that he liked being a witness - he did not - but he had to endure it.

Tilting Eddie's head to move his focus from her brother back to her, Y/N felt the need to ask, "Hey, can I come over later?"

His reply came in an instant. He leaned back with a grin that almost split his face in half and replied, "Baby, you know you don't have to ask."

"Just checking. Remember what I walked in on last week?"

Ah, last week when she'd entered his trailer - as he told her she could do - and opened his bedroom door, only for her jaw to drop when she saw that he was moaning her name with his dick in his hand while his eyes closed in bliss.

"Having fun without me, huh?" She teased, causing him to scramble to cover himself (despite the fact that she'd seen it all so many times before) as she walked further into his room and shut the door behind her.

A blush crept across his cheeks as fell from his original position on his knees to get a face full of pillows so he could hide how embarrassed he was. She snorted and dropped to the floor beside his bed, lowering herself so she'd be eye to eye.

"Want me to take over?" She flirted, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively as she pulled his pillow out from under him as she stood back up. Without his answer, she teasingly smacked his ass and straddled it, running a finger down his back. He could hear the smirk in her voice. He knew that she was enjoying this and knew for a fact he was too, especially when she did what she offered when he flipped over.

"Babe, I better go. Dusty and I've got an appointment to get to."

Finishing the flashback in his head, Eddie's cheeks grew warm again as he recalled it. He released her and ran round to open the driver's door for her, bowing as she passed him and grinning happily when she climbed in. As soon as she was seated, she rolled down the window and urged him to come closer to her so they could have one more kiss before parting ways.

Eddie obeyed, sliding his hands on her face as soon as he was close enough to reach her. Their lips met, but quickly disconnected as a disgruntled voice said, "You guys are seriously gross."

"Sorry, kiddo."

"For fuck's sake, Eddie! Stop kissing my fucking sister!"

"Language, bubba."

Chuckling, he gave her one final kiss before he walked to his van, calling over his shoulder, "Don't come before six. I'll be having some me time."

Soon, Eddie's gifts were bought, made and wrapped with the utmost care and precision. Dustin had taken the lead, of course, knowing exactly what stores to go into to get the perfect gift. Eddie was an easy guy to buy for. He literally wore patches of the bands and movies and books he was interested in on his clothing.

Arriving a little later than planned since Dustin came up with another idea, the pair crept up to the trailer. Dustin knocked, and then they quickly hid on either side of the door to surprise Eddie when he opened the door.

"Baby, you're so late. You've no idea how har-" and Y/N was so relieved that he stopped there. Dustin didn't need to hear whatever vulgar shit her boyfriend was going to say.

She winked as the signal and both Henderson's cheered, "Happy Birthday!" in unison as Eddie jolted from shock.

"HOLY FUCK!"

They laughed and waited until he recovered from his surprise before entering his home with his gifts held tightly in Dustin's arms - he was determined to be the one to hand Eddie his presents.

"Alright, which one do you want to open first?" he asked him as they sat together on the sofa. Dustin's words brought a wide smile to Eddie's face, and he looked over at Y/N who nodded approvingly.

"That one."

Dustin had hoped that Eddie was going to open this present first. He handed the box in question over to his friend, who immediately flipped the top over and opened it to find a handmade cake with a wiggly version of the Corroded Coffin logo drawn on top of it with chocolate frosting all over. Eddie looked absolutely gobsmacked and it honestly looked adorable.

"Wow..." Eddie breathed and turned to Dustin, grinning so hard he thought his face might actually crack to joke, "This isn't poisoned, is it?"

"The strongest I could find."

As he grinned, Y/N lovingly brushed her hand through his hair and swiped some away from his face, gazing lovingly at him as he continued to look down at the cake. It was clear he was feeling overwhelmed by everything at that moment. And it was all because of her. She could see it in his eyes, even if Dustin wasn't able to decipher the expression. His heart swelled with adoration as he stared at the cake.

"Turns out Dusty is a pretty good baker. I tried to help, but no, he had to have the kitchen to himself," Y/N said proudly with a roll of her eyes as Dustin stuck his tongue out at her, which she just waved off. Eddie caught her hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to her knuckles. "Hey, you're going to need that hand to open the rest of your presents."

He nodded with a goofy grin on his face, releasing her hand so she could reach out to hand him the bag. He slowly opened the paper of one, revealing a selection of comics. Eddie immediately began flipping through them excitedly.

"Ewoks? Bet this was your choice, huh, butthead?" Eddie teased and gave Dustin a light punch on the arm as Y/N laughed along with him. "Vigilante #27? I know for a fact that was you, Y/N."

"What? I think his suit is hot."

Smirking as Eddie raised an eyebrow in disbelief, he shook his head at her remark before turning to the next present - a pair of socks with Animal from the Muppets that he was almost too happy to get - then the next - some new fancy plectrums - then the next - a new DM's notebook - then the next - a picture of the trio and he distinctively recognised Y/N's drawing style - and then the magnum opus.

"No way! Look What The Cat Dragged In? I thought they were sold out?"

Yeah, Y/N had bribed the man behind the counter at the record store to sell her the Poison album they were displaying in the window. Apparently, this record store didn't usually do that. Whether they did and the cashier just wanted some extra cash to line his pocket was possible. Nevertheless, Y/N made sure Eddie was getting that album.

"Thanks, baby!" he exclaimed, hugging her tightly as he pulled Dustin in to join and pecked each of them on their foreheads. "These are the best fucking presents I've ever gotten."

They couldn't be happier that Eddie was so pleased with his gifts. After all, it hadn't been that long since spring break and he hadn't been this positive in a while. They were glad to see him like this again. It was always nice to see him this happy.

So, as he gazed at those he cared about, he felt complete. Like a part of him always belonged with them. In every sense of the word. All that really mattered now was that everyone was safe and secure. Nothing else would matter.

It didn't stop the occasional nightmares though, but with the knowledge of how much love he received, he could deal with that.

Despite his past, the Henderson's treated him like family, like the stable family he never had. He loved them more than he thought he could love anything or anyone. And, with that, he felt some form of safety once again. He didn't feel so alone anymore.

"You okay, Ed?" Y/N asked as she comfortingly rubbed up and down his bicep - which was now only covered by the Dio shirt from Gareth - and leaned in to rest her cheek against his shoulder. Eddie smiled down at her and kissed the crown of her head, causing her to giggle and nuzzle up further against him.

Then came his confession.

"I love you two so much. Obviously in slightly different ways, but you two are something else. I'm not a God-man, not at all, but the fact that Henderson's exists kind of makes me want to believe in a higher power, a benevolent good. Because, if it is, then I guess I should be thanking it, don't you think?"

Both Henderson's didn't know what to say. So instead of saying anything, Y/N simply held tighter to Eddie, letting him know she understood. Dustin however had let some tears fall and as soon as his sister realised, she cooed, "Aw bub, come here," pulling him into her embrace and rubbing circles on his back. He squished himself between the couple and, at this moment, he didn't mind being a third wheel.

The poor thing had witnessed as Eddie *almost* died. The tears of happiness that were shed now almost made him forget about all of that. Almost made him forget how scary it was when it happened.

Eventually, Dustin calmed down enough to lift his head from their shoulders and wipe away his last few tears with the back of his hand, deciding that this would be the best time to have cake.

"Did I do good? Does the taste resemble cake at all?" Dustin asked, staring at Eddie in a desperate attempt to see if he liked it or not. Eddie nodded his head frantically as he continued eating, humming in satisfaction as with every bite.

"Yeah, kid," he said after swallowing, his mouth completely stuffed, "You did great. Thank you so much."

Dustin looked pleased at the praise, smiling brightly as the two shared a fist bump and he let out a humble, "Glad you approve."

When Eddie was done eating like a pig, Y/N wiped some jam off the corner of his mouth with her thumb and licked it. Eddie got closer to her ear and made sure to whisper so Dustin couldn't hear, "That turned me on for some reason."

And the girl chuckled loudly, "Really?"

"Hundred percent."

After a bunch of messing around for the next few hours, it was time for Dustin's curfew so Y/N swung her car keys around her finger and said "Okay, bub, we've got to get you home."

"Already?" Dustin whined.

"Yes, it's almost half nine. You have school tomorrow," she reminded him.

"Oh crap."

Eddie and Dustin hugged tightly one last time before separating reluctantly. Dustin playfully snatched the keys from Y/N's hand and rushed to the door so he wouldn't have to see the couples goodbye. It was probably going to be gross.

No. It wasn't. Mostly because it wasn't a goodbye. Just before Y/N followed him out, Y/N pecked Eddie on the cheek and did an Arnold Schwarzenegger impression, "I'll be back."

"Awful. Completely awful."

"Do you want your last gift or not?"

"It was amazing. Truly the best impression I've ever heard."

Dropping Dustin off and returning to the trailer took no time, Y/N was greeted at her car the second she arrived by Eddie who swooped her into his arms, hugging her close as he spun her around before setting her gently back onto the ground.

"Did you miss me?" she asked playfully, leaning forward and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You've been gone for five seconds." He paused. "But yes." She rolled her eyes with a laugh as they broke away.

"And because I'm the best girlfriend ever, I've got a surprise for you."

Curiosity creeped into his mind as he realised that she didn't have anything else in her hands. Where was it? Why hadn't she given it to him earlier? Was it hidden somewhere in her pocket? Was it a sexy present? Was it under her clothes? What if it had something to do with sex? Or drugs? His mind started racing trying to think of all the possibilities as Y/N placed both hands on his shoulders and gently pushed him inside.

They made it to his bedroom and she sat him down on the bed.

"So, I've been getting lessons from Jeff because I wanted to do this for our anniversary but I thought why not give it to you now."

Jeff? How was Jeff involved? How did he not know that his girlfriend was hanging out with Jeff?

He watched her curiously as she sat in his desk chair and reached across for his acoustic guitar.

"Jeff said that this is sappy and romantic and totally not your style. But that's bullshit. I know you love a bit of Elton John deep down."

She got a pic that was laying on his table and readied herself before adding, "Sorry in advance if this sounds terrible. Feel free to tease me about it later."

A huge smile already found its way onto Eddie's face as he saw the image before him and put together the pieces. He nodded for her to start and was enraptured by the first note.

🎵It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside

I'm not one of those who can easily hide

I don't have much money, but, boy, if I did

I'd buy a big house where we both could live🎵

Eddie could've swore that this day was a dream. Never had he been so spoiled by someone. No, he never expected it, but he loved all the attention that Y/N had and would give him. His lips somehow curved further upwards as she went on.

🎵If I was a sculptor, heh, but then again, no

Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show

I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do

My gift is my song, and this one's for you🎵

An Elton John song was the most beautiful thing he'd ever heard, especially coming from Y/N lips. Her voice was beautiful. It wasn't professional in any way, but it was genuine. So full of love. He wished he had a way to record her.

🎵And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple, but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind

That I put down in the words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world🎵

"Do you like it or do you want me to stop here?" Y/N asked softly, snapping him out of his trance.

Of course he liked it! And he loved it! In fact, he loved it so much that he was practically shaking with emotion.

"Oh! I loved it! I really really did! Please keep playing!" He begged, unable to help it, unable to control his happiness. She giggled and began strumming again. Eddie rested his elbow on his knee and his head on his fist, beaming at her as she continued.

🎵I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss

Well, a few of the verses, well, they've got me quite cross

But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song

It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do

You see, I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue

Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen🎵

Stopping for a second, she clarified, "They really are the sweetest," and felt immense pride at how red that made him. As Y/N began the chorus once more she noticed her boyfriend looking incredibly bashful and absolutely adorable.

🎵And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple, but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind

That I put down in the words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world🎵

Tears welled in his eyes as he listened to her, and soon they were falling freely down his cheeks as he tried to hold them back but he knew that was hopeless. If there was anyone who knew what a mess he was, it was the girl sitting in front of him and she loved him for it all - the stable and the mess.

🎵I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind

That I put down in the words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world🎵

"Oh baby," she cooed and reached out to swipe his tears for him but he pushed her hand away to bring her into the biggest, most sincere bear hug he could manage, squeezing her tight enough her back clicked.

"Shit sorry."

"At least I won't have to go to the chiropractor now," she joked and he kissed all over her face as an unneeded apology. Each peck was sweeter than the last because every kiss he gave her, he got to feel her smile grow and her laughter vibrate against him.

He was happy, happier than he'd ever been before.

"Gross, you're so snotty," she teased, so he lowered his nose to her shirt and rubbed his snot onto her shirt. She playfully slapped her way from his grasp. "Ewww!" she squealed, laughing as she tried to run but he tackled her onto the bed and tickled her mercilessly which resulted in another round of hysterical giggling, the noise echoing throughout the entire trailer.

Eddie never let go of Y/N but he did flop down and laid on top of her, burying his head comfortably against her collarbone as she raked her hand through his tangled mess.

"Thank you, my love," he whispered into her skin, causing her to laugh lightly and squeeze him even tighter. "Best birthday in the history of birthdays."

She smiled fondly, kissing the side of his head and pulling him closer. Eddie buried his face deeper into her shoulder and closed his eyes, listening to her heartbeat and the way she replied with, "You deserve it, my love. I'll make sure to up my game next year."

How could a birthday get better than this? he thought. She had no idea either, but she did have some time to plan it next time. From now on, his special day would be exactly that - special. It wasn't just another day. It was his day.

When it came to Eddie Munson, Y/N would happily become a fool for him, every day of the year but especially on his day.

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Birthday post

Hi. It is 7th of December 2021 and I am 34 years today :)

One thing about birthdays is that it makes me very nostalgic. And maybe emotional too. Like before you even post anything on social media, you see who, out of the kindness and/or goodness of their memories, actually remembers you and wishes you first.

I used to be so hung up with who did or did not wish me. I wouldn't remind anyone when my birthday was, and on the day itself, write down the order of people who wished me. And for those who didn't actually wish me, I would be so emo with them, up to the point where I would merajuk and be really upset with them.

Then I turned older. And more mature. Haha

Now, I still wait for the people who matter most to wish me. And when they don't or when they wait for me to post on social media baru nak wish, well, I still get upset but really, there's nothing much you can do about it is there? If you're upset, so what? Do they care? Probably not. So why would you let yourself go through all that unnecessary negative emotion? You're sad, yes, but that's it. People have things to do, their own lives to live, why would they remember something silly like a special date? Ok not that special lah since they didn't wish. But anyhow. The point is, some people remember, and some people don't. When the people you value most DON'T remember, you just have to suck it up and move on. As sad as that is.

Obviously saying all these, doesn't make any difference to how I'm actually feeling right now. I am sad. But again, there's nothing you can do about it. Acknowledge your feelings, and tomorrow will be a new day. 8th december, my least favourite date of the year 😜

But honestly. This year, I celebrated it with two daughters, my sister, who also baked my cake, a husband who went 'above and beyond' (by his standards) to 'blow' balloons, 'decorate' the wall with them, buy a birthday card and get both my daughters to put their handprint/footprint on the card, which is super sweet. He is not a romantic so I know he wouldn't surprise me with anything haha, which is fine. I've learned to accept this already when I married him. Anyway. Went to work as usual, brought a cake to give to the team, then after work we just had home cooked Nasi ayam meal, prepared by the very loyal Kmart pressure cooker, have Ara for dinner with us and also bake a cake for me, called mama and papa on FaceTime to sing for me, have my oldest daughter sing for me too, and blow the candles out, and that's it. Low key, family only (since let's be honest I don't actually have friends here, only colleagues) and that's it.

And then you have friends, although some if not most wished after you're re posted their instastories who wish you and also say they miss you. How can you not be all nostalgic after that?

Back when I was "unwell", I remember wanting to die because I wanted to see who would miss me when I was gone. Who would remember me. Sounds sad and pathetic I know, but honestly, it's just like your birthday. Who actually remembers you. Makes a lot of difference. At least to me.

Ok. Done ranting.

Happy birthday me. ❤️