#ill tell my mom tomorrow morning

[angryborzois]

my heart feels weird i think i should go to the doctor

[monsterbisexual]

if i call in sick to work i shld tell them im having symptoms of emotional turmoil, physical agony n excessive bleedinfg so im gonna stay home bye

[ghastbutlikegay]

ouhhh the time loop......

[holographicbutch]

Wow ok so I'm just not gonna be able to sleep tonight huh

[sofs16]

a wild ride — ln4

fc: hailee steinfeld | warnings : celebrity x fan

༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆imessage — lando and oscar Lando Norris

Osccccccc

who did you invite to the garage?

Oscar Piastri

A few celebrities that follow me and long time fans. McLaren gave a list of people we could invite.

Lando Norris

Did they tell you to interact with fans more too?

Oscar Piastri

Yeah. Logan said they told him and Alex the same, so I’m guessing not only us. [Reacted 👍🏻]

landonorris

📍 Melbourne, Victoria, Australia

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landonorris Exploring done. Back to work tomorrow. Let’s get it!

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user1 thank you for unfollowing someone ♥︎ author

⤷ user2 ???

⤷user3 he followed 556 people and now 555 so angel number! norrisupdated i told my mom about you😖

⤷landonorris and what’d she say?

⤷ norrisupdated we’d make a good ���! ⤷ landonorris i like your humor, user norrisupdated

march 20, 2024

norrisupdated

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norrisupdated via landonorris’ Instagram post 😎 : “Exploring done. Back to work tomorrow. Let’s get it!“

— i hope he knows we’re waiting for a lando.jpg comeback

#landonorris #ln4

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loverwags GIRL HE REPLIED TO YOUR COMMENT!!! ⤷ norrisupdated YES😭 trying to hard to act nonchalant abt this.

landonorris how are you so quick

⤷ norrisupdated LANDO WHY ARE YOU HERE 😭😭😭😭 and im ashamed to admit i’ve had years of practice on your notifs 😖

user3 praise lando for another norrisupdated admin reveal😍

⤷ user4 her main acc is legit on her bio 😭😭😭

march 20, 2024

ᝰ.ᐟ norrisupdated just posted a story!

seen by landonorris, and 32k others

landonorris replied! 4:45 AM landonorris that was YOU? IM SORRY I ACCIDENTALLY FOLLOWED AND UNFOLLOWED YOU😭 ⤷ norrisupdated LANDO ITS FINE SORP STALKIHN ME IM SCARED ⤷ landonorris i thought fan accounts liked interactions 😢 ⤷norrisupdated Yes but it’s 4 in the morning and i’m processing this is you. ⤷ landonorris what??????? GO TO SLEEP ⤷ norrisupdated but if i sleep ill never talk to u again 😔 ⤷ landonorris i promise i will still stalk you by the time you wake up! now get sleep or else… SOMETJING ⤷ norrisupdated going to sleep 😙 thabsk for a great end of the day! ⤷landonorris anytimeeee… what’s you name, sorry? delivered

ynscloset

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ynscloset been tired lately, but!!!!!!!!! whatever today is a good day

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19h ago

f1gossip

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f1gossip Lando Norris just followed a a fan account... and her personal account!

Lando isn’t known for following a lot of fan accounts, but he has recently been replying to more comments. One of those comments made by one popular fan account, norrisupdated. Nothing out of the ordinary until Lando followed her and her main tonight.

New wag?

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user1 What happened to that model he was allegedly seeing?

⤷ f1gossip Nothing really, it’s been 4 months. loverwags idk bout u guys but i ship😊 might be a lil weird to have a celebrity racer dating a fan but at least it’s yn. she’s been there since 2018 and isn’t even a crazy fan, she just updates😭

user2 he’s stalking her main HELPFME

user3 what do we know abt her

⤷f1gossip Not much aside from the fact she owns a bakery and update page…

user4 why a middle age woman like her running an update page😭

⤷ user2 MIDDLE AGE??? SHE’S 24😭😭😭😭

ynscloset Good Morning? ⤷ user6 😭😭😭

march 21, 2024

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ynscloset just posted a story!

seen by yourbff, and 5 others

yourbff replied! 9:12 AM yourbff WHY DOES LANDONORRIS FOLLOW YOU ⤷ ynscloset because i commented that thing you told me to comment from norupdted and he replied??? and then he commented on my post and then he viewed all my stories and replied apologizing for that time he followed nd unfollowed me ⤷ yourbff BRUHHHHHH HE DMED YOU?? RPELY?? HOW DO YOU SLEEP AFTER THAT ⤷ ynscloset HE TOLD ME TO SLEEP AND WE’D CHAT IN TJE MORNING CUZ I SAID I WONT SLEEP CUZ HE WONT TALK TO ME THE NEXT DAY… YK ONCE IN A LIFETIME MOMENT!!! IM SCARED TO DM BUT THERES A MESSAGE UNREAD ⤷ yourbff must i say what you need to do😓 ⤷ ynscloset latererrr i will reply! gotta open the café!!! duties call ⤷ yourbff why do you even have that update account until now😒 ⤷ ynscloset BECAUSE I HAVE ATTACHMENT ISSUES AND WE HAVE A 5/6 YEAR BOND. ⤷ yourbff just saying this migjt be your opportunity to be a wag😽 ⤷ ynscloset i cant handle that pressure oh no😭 and its not gonna happen!!!!! bye!

ynscloset

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ynscloset whatta busy busy day! thank youuu for stoping by, new customers 🧡

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user2 loll just cuz lando followed this girl theyre coming to her bakery😭

user3 passed by and many people kept asking her abr lando… let this girl work in peace

user4 why does lando follow her?

⤷ user2 lots of people think she’s his new gf

user5 LANDO IN THE LIKES

user5 ogs know yn from norrisupdated surviving the content drought 😖 ♥︎ author user6 i discovered you through a wag page, but now you’re my favorite baker (and your bakery is my new fave)! thanks for being so kind🥹🤍

⤷ ynscloset thank you for stopping by!!! hope to see ya again 🧡

user7 not this girl acting as if she a wag 😭😭

⤷ user1 she didn’t do anything…

ynscloset has limited the comments…

march 21, 2024

Lando Norris landonorris • instagram 8.5M Followers • 1,801 Posts You both follow each other on instagram

4:01 AM

Lando Norris

anytimeeee… what’s you name, sorry?

9:21 PM

norrisupdated

Yn! Hold up, I’ll message you from my main:)

[Reacted 🧡]

Lando Norris landonorris • instagram 8.5M Followers • 1,801 Posts You both follow each other on instagram

9:22 PM

Yn

Hi!

Sorry I replied so late, I just got home:/

Lando Norris

Hey! Isn’t it like 10 in the states?? Why so late

Yn

Yesss busy day at work:) actually, a lot of them are your fans asking me about you 😙

Lando Norris

I meant to apologize to you about that…

Sorry for all the hate you’ve been getting because I followed you

Yn

no biggie, i don’t mind it

i think i just need to go quiet for a bit and let it die down🙏🏼

Lando Norris

sounding like a professional over there??? done this before?😂

Yn

watched f1 enough to get the gist how it works LMAFFOF

Lando Norris

everrr attended a gp?

Yn

STILL saving up:/ at my bakery, the tip jar is labeled for me to watch a gp😔

Lando Norris

Woulddddd it be cool if I invited you over for the Suzuka GP?

Yn

Are you joking

Lando Norris

yes

seen for 2m

Lando Norris

wait no im not actually joking

wai dont leave me on seen

HELLO?

Yn

NOT cool dude

Lando Norris

is this a no😢

Yn

wait

i would love to

BUT

lowkey in debt rn to afford a flight……………. I WILL FIND A WAY HOLD ON😂

Lando Norris

i could book you a flight

as you say, no biggie

Yn

what

thats too much

what

huh

what

Lando Norris

yn, i’m opening the website rn so tell me if youre available😔

Yn

yes im available 😊

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ynscloset just posted a story!

seen by yourbff, and 7 others

yourbff replied! yourbff Context? ⤷ ynscloset Lando Norris is flying me out to Japan for the Suzuka GP.

21:45

Lando Norris

booked! whats your number for the deets?

Yn

How do I know you’re not hacked and you’re going to hack me next?

Lando Norris

….

i’m confused how you got to this question

Enough proof?

Yn

close enough but that is not 11am in australia and its live on tv youre in practice 😖😖😖😖 #LandoHacked!

Lando Norris

damn youre good

I just looked better in the other pic😒 embarrassing u look better at 9pm than me rn

Yn

why are you LYING

anyways +1 201 xxx xxx

[ Reacted 🧡 ]

Lando Norris

Whats with the seenzoning 😓

delivered 21:54

Yn

HELLO SORRY

I bought food mb IM BACK

Lando Norris

Shit

dont apologize

IM sorry, i forgot to ask if youve eaten

What did u gettttt

Yn

dont worry! have you eaten?

i got mexcian food🤤

[Reacted 😍]

Lando Norris

I ate with the team earlier, just getting ready for FP1

Yn

gooooodluck lando!

gotta work, but ill be watching! p.s u should jpg post 😂

Lando Norris

gotta work, but ill be watching! ⤷goodluck working!!!! gotta visit that bakery soon:) ⤷ also a lot of pressure youre putting there😓 ill try my best

p.s u should jpg post 😂 ⤷lets see 🙈

f1gossip

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f1gossip End of FP1 with these top three!

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user4 YN IN THE LIKES

march 22, 2024

— instagram notification !! [landonorris] ynscloset congrats on fp1!!!!!! hope you get the same results for the race 🤭

𐙚 twitter

lando.jpg

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lando.jpg ask and u shall receiveeeeee

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user2 we all know who asked

⤷user4 who

⤷user3 yn! “i hope he knows we’re waiting for a lando.jpg comeback” from her last update post

user5 i love the yn lando lore sorry😭

⤷user6 im so rooting for them

march 22, 2024

mclaren

liked by ynscloset, landonorris, and others mclaren HUGE POINTS HAUL! 👊🏻 A great drive from Lando and Oscar to deliver Down Under!🤩

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march 24, 2024

ynscloset 🔒

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ynscloset an amazing week 🧡🧁

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user2 we love youuuuuu

user5 yall made her go private😭😭😭😭😭 NOO

⤷ user1 atleast she’s still posting 🥹

yourbff i love him alr

⤷ ynscloset 😎

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march 25, 2024

f1gossip

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f1gossip Yn seen at the airport in Japan! Will she be attending the GP? view all 1,574 comments

user6 WELCOME BACK QUEEN SERENA

user7 not her being a golddigger alr lol she was photographed leaving from the first class section😭😭

⤷user6 get a job

april 3, 2024

f1gossip

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f1gossip What we’ve all been waiting for! Yn joins the McLaren garage today at the Suzuka Grand Prix where Lando came in 2nd! Lando and Yn weren’t seen together until they left together, but no photos have surfaced yet. Many people have said she was super nice and took pictures with a lot of people and even gave baked goods to the McLaren garage and some fans!! view all 4,284 comments

f1gossip📌 photos in order:

1. yn seen smiling at lando while outside the mclaren garage

2. yn taking pics of lando when he came on the screen

3. yn with a fan during the after party

4. yn on the big screen before the gp started!

5. yn and lando’s front wing while mclaren workers were describing the car and stuff (people say she was asking questions and super excited)

6. yn with a fan again! they said she had to go because lando was waving at her 🥹

user5 idk what yall say, i like her

user7 SHE GAVE ME A CUPCAKE 😭😭😭😭😭😭

april 7, 2024

landonorris

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landonorris a great week!

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carlossainz55 wonder why

april 8, 2024

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ynscloset just posted a story!

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[earl-grey-teacake]

For the Victorian Loscar romcom I’m writing, I am am brainstorming and this is what I have so far.

1. Logan in dresses

Dresses- gloves with lace trim, pastel dresses, corsets, silk stockings, etc.

Potential scene- Oscar having a crisis after seeing a bit of the silk stockings and making it everyone’s problem. He feels like he is going to hell for thinking about the golden haired boy that way. He thinks about undoing the laces on the corset and sends himself to church to pray for forgiveness.

2. Alex is the mom

Doting, teasing mother to a husband who is about to have an aneurysm from all the proposal letters. “I love Love”

*I just think Logan calling Alex “mom” would be cute and absolutely hilarious *

Potential scene- “Mom, please!” Logan pleaded, practically begging on his knees.

“Logan, if you don’t have a chaperone, you can’t go. Besides, your mother has an event tomorrow.” George remained steadfast.

“I’ll go.” Alex smiled, eyes filled with mirth and mischief.

“Yes!”

“My dear!” George whipped his head around with a look of utter betrayal. Perhaps stabbing him in the chest would’ve been kinder than the blow his beloved just dealt.

“The Countess Stroll has fallen ill so the outings been cancelled. Besides, the boy seemed quite dedicated in the flowers he sent this morning. Did you see them Georgie? They look like the one you sent me when you proposed marriage.”

3. Carlos being the biggest shipper so Oscar can leave him and Lando alone.

Oscar making his heartache everyone’s problem is preventing Carlos from enjoying his time with his bride.

Potential scene-

“What do you think?” Oscar held up a third catalog. “Ruby or just solid gold.”

Carlos wanted to cry, they’ve been at this for hours.

“Hmmm.” Lando pondered. “Maybe solid gold? It’ll go with more outfits.”

“Is it too plain thought?”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

“The golden topaz bracelet in the previous catalog.” Carlos joined in.

“Huh? Are you sure?” Oscar searched for the page.

“The sapphire tie pin gifted to you is blue, the color of Logan’s house. The color of your house is orange so you gift something orange.”

The British were so unromantic it made him sick.

Additional scene- “Oscar, go over there and offer to walk with Logan.” Carlos ordered

“Hey, you don’t tell me what to do.”

“Listen to me. You will go over there and offer to walk Logan. There is a rocky, unstable path a bit farther down where you will offer to help him. I swear if I do not see his hand in yours I will shove you off the cliff.”

Let me know what you think!

Feel free to comment in the comments or in the tags or just message me. I will respond ❤️

[strawberymilkshake]

Hello Again! 🍓

Im 29 hours into my fast and tbh I feel okay besides this stupid headache :(. I will probably continue until tomorrow morning-afternoon. I’ve been super busy between going to dog trainers for Ace, and taking care of other peoples dogs too, as well as deep cleaning houses (side hustle) . So I really haven’t had time to eat. The only problem fasting for more than 32 hours for me is I work so much and i get cold sweats and shaky when I go for too long on work days due to the amount of walking. Hoping to check my weight either tomorrow or Tuesday. Hopefully I lost some weight , time will only tell. 🤞 Already planning to break my fast with this delicious Zuppa Toscana soup my moms making tomorrow. Its supposed to be really good for you and she uses Parsnips instead of Potatoes for health. Ill have to see if I can’t figure out the macros on it by tomorrow.

Have a skinny evening ❤️🍓

[malarign]

facetime doctor

(when you’re ill while he’s on tour)

contains: idolbf!Jake x gn!reader | genre: fluff | tw! an illness description (?), apart from that none i think | wc: 0,6k

reblogs likes and comments are highly appreciated!!!

The sound of you coughing filled the living room once again. Yesterday you felt perfectly fine, until the end of your every night face time call with Jake. You called each other nearly every day, apart from days his schedule was too packed to manage to get even 5 minutes away from other members. You missed him dearly, but seeing his happiness on stage while performing with his friends made you the proudest partner in the world.

Today was no different and you wished to tell him how happy he makes you feel by his achievements. At the same time, the last thing you wanted was for him to see you in a state like the current one.

Your whole face was puffy and red as a long snot hung from your nose. Your current appearance perfectly reflected how you felt. As if there was almost no energy left in you, body and mind too tired to get up and make yourself something to eat.

Just when you didn’t expect it you heard a ring, notifying a face time call. You prayed you didn’t look too horrible on camera and your illness wouldn’t be too visible for him.

Accepting a call you covered yourself and instead of yourself pointed the view to your ceiling.

“Hey, bubba,” Jake spoke in a baby voice. “Where are you?”

You mustered all the possible energy you had left to make your voice sound plausible and normal. But to no effect.

“Hi,” you said and your voice cracked on the way.

You watched as his expression dropped in shock at how differently you sounded.

“My lovely, are you okay? Can I see you?”

You hesitated for a while, but then thought he had already seen you in much worse states than this one. You slowly moved the camera so that now it showed your face. You almost didn’t recognize yourself.

“My Y/nie, what happened? What’s wrong?” he asked worriedly, his honey voice soothing all the ailments you experienced right now.

“I don’t know it was fine yesterday and after our call, I started coughing and all. In the morning I woke up like that already.” You pursed your lips.

He gathered his thoughts and peppered you with plenty of questions.

“Have you seen any doctor? Have you taken any meds by now? Gosh Y/n I told you not to ignore the weather, it’s really treacherous. Have you eaten? Should I call my mom to take care of you?”

“Jake, Jake stop for a moment,” you giggled at his worried state. “It’s just a cold, I’ll be fine by tomorrow or the day after. You have nothing to worry about,” you assured him.

He raised his eyebrow scanning your face. “Are you sure? What did you eat today?” he continued.

Knowing his reaction to what you were about to say you already prepared for scolding.

“Baby, you can’t do that. You need to eat especially when you’re sick. I can’t believe we’re having this conversation once again,” he scolded you, but his tone and expression were ever so gentle. “Let me order something for you quickly, you’ll just need to get it from the delivery man, okay? And please eat before heading to bead.”

You watched his face as he scrolled through the delivery app, wondering what he was going to pick for you.

“This one will help you be back on your feet, love,” he said and smiled noticing your dreamy gaze.

“Thank you, Jakey,” you whispered a little bit shy, feeling butterflies at his protectiveness, despite the long distance that split you.

“Maybe I should really call my mom?” he asked once again a little bit more quiet, but you reassured him you’ll be fine. “Why does it have to happen when I can’t take proper care of you?”

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[cupidsblonde]

jj always knew he had a thing for milfs even if they where only a few years older than him.

inspiration: @princessbrunette

the moment jj had laid eyes on you he knew he had to have you. so he had brought it up to his friends one night at the chateau.

“you guys know who this is?” jj asks as he shows an instagram to the group off his phone “uhh jj” pope starts “what” “you know shes like 20 right?” jj’s jaw dropped, but then he perks up again “so whatttt its like a 2-3 year age gap who cares”everyone started laughing.

“bro” jj says slumping in his chair and says after he thought about it again. “jj ur 17 just wait a few months and you’ll be legal” John B says shrugging. Kiera smacks his arm “ow what the hell kie” “you shouldn’t be encouraging this” Pope sighs and lays down on the coach “can we figure out jj’s milf problems in the morning or something?” everyone looks at jj and he’s knocked the fuck out

In the morning, jj wakes up last. he wakes up to pope talking about who he’s dropping groceries off to this morning. jj’s ears perk up when he hears your name. “your dropping off groceries too her and didnt tell me?” “im so coming” popes face drops

“no your so not” John B, Kiera, and Sarah all look at each other and Sarah says “theres no stopping him now Pope, hes going” Sarah says and the three of them laugh

jj slaps popes shoulder and turns him around with his arm slung around his shoulder “thanks buddy” jj does a hop and a skip out the chateau and pope following him out the door

when they get to heywards jj spots something he would be able to spot anywhere, you and your 4 year old that looks just like you. jj keeps walking “jj.. jj what are you doing?!” pope whisper yells at jj but cant stop him as he’s already speaking to you.

“hello ma’am” jj says as he makes his way toward you as he picks up your bags for you. Heyward makes a face but leaves it as you swipe your card and take it back quickly and u pick up your child and catch up with thing VERY hot man who you knew to be as jj maybank.

“hey! jj right?” you ask jj stops in his tracks “you know who i am?” he asks “of course i know you silly! we went to the same school for like our whole lives until, well you know” gesturing down at the 4 year old on your hip. “oh yeah sucks you had to drop out, i wish though” he says

“wasnt really my plan but i wouldnt trade her for the world” you say, when you look up you see your small house just off the beach on the cut. “well this is my stop, thanks for bringing my groceries back i really appreciate it.” jj smiles, “you do know they offer to being the bags to you right?” “yeah i know, i got tripped off my someone that youd be there though” you say smiling.

you walk up onto your porch and notice how jj stops. “well? are you coming?” you ask turning around to smile at him and wave him on into your small house.

“guys!” jj yells coming into the chateau slamming the door open and shut excitedly. “i got a date!” pope laughs “you? with her? your joking right?” “yeah jj, does she know your going to turn 18 in two months and you arent 18?” kiera asks

“ill just have to wait then” jj says “you’ve got to tell her.” “ i will i will, the date is tomorrow night ill tell her then.”

your house wasn’t far from the chateau so, jj walked. on his way he made a stop fir some flowers. when he got there he took a deep breath outside of her door and knocked. on the inside he heard little feet tapping towards the door quickly he saw the knob turning but never all the way but at some point it does all the way and he spots a little girl, your little girl. she looks just like you.

when your girl opens the door jj takes one of the bigger flowers out of the bunch and gives her one. she takes it with her clammy hands and says “thank you!!” in her cute high pitched voice and runs off the show her mom.

you walk over to where they are and invite him inside and he gives you the flowers “they are beautiful thank you” you say walking to the kitchen to get a vase to put them in. “hey just so we dont go anywhere you dont want to, im not 18 just yet” he pauses to take a breath and u look at him nodding.

“im turning 18 in like 2 months and i just wanted you to know.” “thats okay, i just turned 20. its not legal just yet and we can wait.” “really?” jj asks “yeah of course” “well if we can, can we continue this date?”

at the end of the night, you guys just kissed goodnight as, he wasn’t legal yet. but when he did turn 18, you guys made it offical and did more than just kiss goodnight.

[mightystumpmachine]

patrick x female reader in pain so he pampers and snuggles with her

Heyyy! I had a blast writing this fic because I'm actually sick right now, so I wrote about how I'd love Patrick to take care of me :'(( Anyway, hope you enjoy it and come back soon with more ideas <3

☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★☆゜・。。・゜・。。・゜★

Wrapped in Love on Sick Days

(Patrick stump x Fem! Reader)

Summary: You wake up sick, but Patrick is there to take care of you.

Warnings: Nothing more than this can be extremely sweet. fluff.

Notes: English is not my native language, so if there are any errors here, let me know :D

☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★☆゜・。。・゜・。。・゜★

When you woke up that morning, a sharp pain throbbed in your chest. Breathing was difficult, at least today it was.

You were slightly trembling, and occasionally, you suffered from chills. You felt frozen, even a bit disoriented.

The sheets felt heavy on you and no matter how hard you tried to find a comfortable position, moving seemed to worsen the headache.

You decided to stay in bed, hoping the pain would pass. Patrick had gotten up early to do some things, but you knew he wouldn't be long in coming back.

After a little more than half an hour, you heard the front door close and immediately recognized Patrick's footsteps.

"_____, honey!" he raised his voice a little. "Are you home?".

"Patrick?" you asked, unsure if you had really heard his voice.

You heard the footsteps again, now approaching the bedroom hastily.

You could see him approaching the door frame, sliding towards the bed, and sitting next to you.

He smiled at you, but when he took your hands in his, he recognized that feverish warmth almost immediately.

Frowning, he brought the back of his hand to your forehead.

"Oh, love... how are you feeling?" he asked worriedly.

You groaned a little, shifting in bed. "Like I've been run over by three trucks".

Patrick smiled sideways and stroked your hair.

"No wonder you were so restless last night" he thought out loud. "I thought maybe you were having nightmares".

You shook your head. "I'm cold. Is the heating on?" you asked with difficulty.

Patrick looked at you with a pitying look; it broke his heart to see you suffer. He stood up and bent down to kiss your forehead.

"Love, it's not that cold, I promise you" he replied. "You're just running a high fever".

Whimpering, you pulled the blankets over your head.

Your boyfriend stood and slowly walked out of the room.

Peeking out from the covers, your hair and eyes visible, you watched him standing in the doorway.

"Don’t leave," you pleaded, voice barely audible and hoarse from illness.

"I won’t, just need to tell Pete we’re postponing band practice," he said while heading towards the kitchen, "I'll take care of you until you’re better."

You felt a little bad hearing that Patrick already had plans for today (but not that much, honestly). You needed him by your side because with him everything hurt less.

"I love you."

"Very convenient timing," he teased as he left for the kitchen.

You were left alone in the room, shivering slightly. You clutched the blankets to your body with the little strength you had and stayed that way, waiting for the cold to go away at some point.

you fell asleep when Patrick entered the room again, but this time with a tray carrying a cup and some toast.

"Sit up, ____," he said, placing the tray on the bed and sitting beside you, "My mom used to make this tea when I was sick as a kid. Hope it helps."

Sitting up slowly, Patrick supported your back with a gentle hand.

Accepting the tea, you took an immediate sip, wrinkling your nose at the ginger taste.

"Yeah, I know you hate ginger," he smiled, rubbing your back, "But it’ll help."

Nodding, you finally drank it before it cooled.

You only ate two slices of toast because you had no appetite at all, but you knew Patrick wouldn't let you go through the day with absolutely nothing in your stomach.

"If you're still like this tomorrow, I'll have to call the doctor" he warned, to which you only nodded.

"Thanks, Patrick" you whispered. "You're my angel".

Patrick helped you lie back down, adjusting pillows for comfort.

Ensuring you were well-covered, he stood.

"Maybe you should sleep a bit, darling," he suggested softly, clearly intending to leave the room.

Grasping his sweater sleeve, you pleaded, "No... don't go. Stay here... with me."

He looked at you tenderly and lay down next to you. You snuggled into his chest almost immediately, trying to absorb his body heat.

"Wow... you're affectionate today, huh?" he joked, wrapping his arms around you in an almost healing hug.

You laughed softly and shrank, feeling protected under him.

"Shut up" you reproached him, in a joking tone.

"We should do this more often" he whispered, enjoying the contact with you.

"Do you like seeing me suffer?" you feigned annoyance, to which he only chuckled softly.

"Let's say I like knowing you need me, baby" he replied flirtatiously.

You sighed and closed your eyes. You felt a bit of relief in Patrick's arms as you thought about what he had said.

You thought that you definitely should cuddle more often. You enjoyed every moment with him, but sometimes you had to admit you took it for granted.

"You know I love you, right?" you said suddenly.

"Yeah, ando I love you more than you could imagine" he replied immediately, looking for your face.

You looked at him with a small pout; he smiled tenderly and kissed you.

A kiss full of love and innocence that lasted only a couple of seconds.

When you parted, you hid back in his arms. Patrick only rested his chin on top of your head and pulled you closer to his body.

The only thing you could hear now was Patrick's heartbeat, beating right next to your ear.You smiled; those heartbeats had become the best melody Patrick could give you.After a while, both of you fell asleep. Enjoying only each other's company.

When you woke up, Patrick was still holding you. The first thing you saw was your beloved sleeping peacefully with his mouth slightly open, and you felt your heart melt with tenderness.

Incredibly, the headache had eased considerably, leaving only an echo of the former migraine.

On the other hand, you no longer felt the cold that had made you shiver just a few hours ago.

You didn’t feel completely well, but you had definitely improved.

You watched Patrick for a few seconds, enjoying the tranquility he emanated. He was breathing softly, and you could hear a very delicate snore.

You tried to move a little, trying not to wake him, but almost as if he was aware of you even while asleep, he opened his eyes.

He blinked quickly, trying to get his eyes used to the light in the room.

“Hi, beautiful” he smiled at you with a slightly hoarse and sleepy voice. “How are you feeling?”.

“Much better” you returned the smile. “Thank you for taking care of me, you’ve worked magic on me”.

Patrick sighed with relief and planted a kiss on your forehead.

“It’s been my pleasure, though it seems you still have a bit of a fever” he said, stretching to reach his cell phone on the nightstand.

It was four in the afternoon. He opened his eyes in surprise to see that they had slept almost eight more hours since the morning.

“Do you want to eat something and maybe watch a movie?” he proposed, looking at you with curiosity.

“Sounds like a great idea” you said, trying to get out of bed.

Patrick gently took you by the shoulders, laying you back in the same place you had been a few moments ago.

“I'll take care of it” he said as he kissed the back of your hand. “You deserve to be treated like a princess, just wait a moment”.

You let out a nervous giggle and agreed, not very convinced. You felt better, but you knew nothing would stop Patrick from being so attentive, especially with you being sick.

He was always like that. He treated you like a queen.

He went to the kitchen and returned after about half an hour. Now the tray that once carried tea and toast, was filled with two ham sandwiches, some crackers with cheese, a small bowl of popcorn, and two freshly squeezed juices.

He placed it on the bed and returned to his previous position, right next to you.

“You outdid yourself with this” you laughed as you took a bite of the sandwich.

“Everything is too little for you, you know?” he replied looking at you. “I love you, you are the sunshine of my life”.

You felt the heat rise to your cheeks at that sticky and unexpected comment.

“I love you too, you're my hero, you make me feel better just by being here with me” you smiled at him.

He lunged at you, leaving kisses all over your face, finally focusing on your lips, where he stayed for a long time.

“Stop it” you laughed between short kisses. “You’ll get sick too”.

Patrick moved only a few millimeters away from you, bumping noses. “If that means more time by your side, I'm willing to take the risk”.

You laughed again, seeing how Patrick enjoyed making you blush.

Still beside you, he turned on the TV and put on a random comedy movie.

Both of you settled in, him wrapping an arm around you while you rested your head on his shoulder. The movie started, and although you weren't fully focused on it, you felt calm and happy. Patrick's laughter resonated next to you, and you found yourself more focused on him than on the screen.

Halfway through the movie, Patrick glanced at you and saw you struggling to stay awake.

Although you felt better, your body was still weak.

“You should sleep a little longer, you need it”.

“I don’t want to sleep anymore” you protested almost like a little girl. “I want to enjoy this time with you”.

He smiled, feeling a strong urge to hug and kiss you at that moment. “I love hearing that, honey. But let's make a deal, okay? If you sleep and feel better… tomorrow we’ll go for a walk together… it’s been a while since we went out”.

You looked at him for a few seconds, but finally agreed; it was a good deal. Patrick was very good at negotiating. Then you thought Patrick was good at many things.

Without saying anything else, you snuggled closer to him and closed your eyes, letting his warmth and voice lull you to sleep.

The last thing you were aware of was Patrick kissing your head softly. It took almost no time for you to fall asleep like a baby again.

Patrick turned off the TV once he noticed you had fallen asleep again. He stayed a little longer by your side, watching your calm breathing and just admiring you.

As the afternoon turned into night, Patrick covered you with another blanket and decided to let you rest. He got up carefully, making sure not to wake you, although he immediately noticed you were in a very deep sleep.

Before leaving the room, he whispered: "Goodnight, sweetheart. I love you, hope you wake up feeling better."

He left the room, turning off the light and leaving the door slightly open so you could call him if you needed him.

[slippinmickeys]

Happy Birthday to one of my favorite writers!! I hope it was a good one. If you’re still doing drabbles my one word prompt to you is “funfetti” because that is synonymous with birthday imo 🥳

Thank you so much!

Between them, William sleeps fitfully, his scrawny colt-like leg poking out of the covers and twitching into Scully’s ankle. He is almost as tall as she is. Mulder had moved a nightlight into the bedroom when the boy had come in at 2 am, complaining of a sore throat. In the weak light, Scully can see a sheen of fever-sweat over his brow. It’s almost time for Ibuprofen.

He’d shown no tell-tale signs of impending illness earlier in the day, was full of the boundless energy of 9, and had spent the morning holed up with Mulder in the garage tinkering with the old lawnmower. He’d asked for a triple-decker PB&J for lunch and then begged Scully to help him make funfetti cupcakes even though he still had grease under his fingernails. He’d somehow convinced Mulder to let him eat four. If anything she’d have guessed an upset stomach, but here they are with what is likely strep.

From William’s other side Mulder sighs in his sleep, shifting on the narrow bit of mattress not taken over by his son. A moment later, Scully hears the same gentle sigh from William. Then it’s a sniff, then a cough, and then a feeble “Mom?”

“Shh, it’s okay.” She reaches out to feel his forehead, then the soft, taut skin of his back. The fever is still there, but low grade. “It’s time for Ibuprofen,” she says softly, unable to keep herself from sliding her hand up his back to finger the ducktail of hair at the base of his skull.

“Okay,” the boy says. He’s old enough to take pills but still prefers the cherry stuff.

“I’ll get it,” Mulder rumbles, and slides out of bed, coming back a minute later holding the little cup. He clicks on his bedside light then throws a tee shirt over the top of it when Will squints uncomfortably at the brightness.

In the hazy, muted light, the boy sits up and throws back the medicine.

“I have Little League tomorrow.”

Scully glances at the clock. 5:45. He has Little League today.

“I’ll call your coach,” she says, already cataloging the other things she needs to do: schedule an appointment with the pediatrician, call the school, see if Barr can take her 9:00 am autopsy.

“But we’re playing the Blue Jays,” the boy whines. “They need my bat.” His last word is cut off by a short burst of coughing.

“It’s still spring ball, bud,” Mulder says gently. “You guys aren’t going to miss the playoffs if you miss one game.”

“They'll lose without me,” he says sullenly.

The boy is probably right, but arguing the statistical probability of a win or loss of the Farr’s Corner U-10 Tigers without William Mulder’s bat is not something she’s willing to get into before 6:00 am.

“You need to try to get some more sleep,” she says.

The boy settles back into the pillows unhappily.

Mulder turns off the light and pulls on the tee shirt that was covering it and Scully thinks about the bulb-warmed fabric sliding over his skin.

He comes around to her side of the bed and squeezes her elbow with a smile and then shuffles down the dusty hallway toward the kitchen.

Beside her, William turns over and sighs into her arm, his body going gradually limp with sleep. The clock beside her flicks another minute higher, then another.

She smells the warm tang of coffee and the boy beside her shifts and the sky turns the barest pink and the Earth spins, spins, spins.

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mine. || chishiya shuntaro

the alarm clock went off as you stand up from the bed and went to your child's room. you notice the continuous coughing of your child, bringing out the thermometer from the drawer and put it in between his armpits. when the reading is done, the results was 103°F (39.4°C), it made you worried. it's already 6 o'clock in the morning, you called your boss that you'll be off duty since your son is severely ill.

you went off to get a washcloth from the drawer and placing a cool, damp water in your son's forehead. you proceeded to the kitchen to make a okayu (japanese rice porridge), so that he can feel better after taking a spoon. it was hard for you to become a single mom, there are days when you can't fall asleep since your son is wide awake. tiredness went all over your body, your sleeping schedule has been broken ever since you gave birth to your son. he was well-behaved and acts like his father sometimes.

chishiya shuntaro. the name you wouldn't forget after leaving you. to be honest, it's either his fault, you didn't tell him about your situation and at the same time he broke you off after he said he'll be way more busy and will have no time for you. after making a porridge for your son, you made him sit up for you to feed him.

"just rest, okay? let's go to the clinic tomorrow!" you said with a smile in your face. your son nodded in response and went back to sleep.

####

10/21/17

it’s been years since you and chishiya had been together. the thoughts of getting married and having a child. it was just like yesterday when both of you got chosen as the class president and the vice president. chishiya is the president while you’re the vice, both always together for the projects that was assigned to the both of you.

chishicat are you down for a drink?

yeunie♡ yeah sure!

a big smile formed in your face, the excitement that you couldn’t stop, a hint of red blush in your cheeks. chishiya is a type of person who doesn’t like to show affection in public, but in private he surely do like to play with your hair. he likes to show his emotion in different kinds of way.

08/10/18

college has become tougher as days goes by, you don’t even remember the times you and chishiya spent alot of time together. not gonna lie, you miss it. both of you rarely see each other lately, no text or calls at times. atleast just for once, you want to see his face again, maybe for motivation.

2 weeks has already passed by, no sign of chishiya could be seen. you already texting him or calling but he never answers. you understand that being a med student is more harder, have strict schedules, and they barely sleep at all. minds won’t stop working 24/7 without seeing chishiya. you are worried that he might not be taking care of himself. but what’s more is the mood swings you’ve been having these days, is my period coming?

you texted him again and waited. no replies or calls you have received.

11/09/18

positive. it had two lines.

the pregnancy test made you think it’s fake. you tried so hard to calm, a baby is in your stomach. your feelings are messed up, chishiya is not there and you have no friends to talk about it, kuina is there but you don’t want to disturb her.

okay let’s think positive and not let myself be stress for the baby.

01/10/19

“let’s end it”

that’s the first thing he said when he agree to meet up with you. your thoughts are bewildred, devastated, and angry. while you’re still busy standing there, chishiya has already left you and went back to his work. tears flow down in your face as you put your hands in your belly.

the baby. what should i do?? when you’re back to reality, chishiya is already gone. mind has still not yet done processing over what just happened, you were excited to tell him. the cold air brushed through your skin, the start of your year has gone bad. amout of time has been wasted, crying for hours and still in bed in sore.

in the end, you told it to kuina and helped you for the medications. she defended you so many times. the protection she gave to you made you feel relax.

“i’ll be the best aunt that baby could have!” she said as both of you walk through the hallways.

she made your worries thrown away so that you could focus on your studies. the patients she have sometimes puzzeled you. she always there for you and you’re happy.

★☆★☆

the following day, you took your son to a nearest hospital, sakurazaka university hospital. you went to the lobby for an appointment, they said to wait for your name to be called out. the receptionist told the direction of the pediatrics department, you gave a sign of thanks to the lady and made way to the area. both sat on the comfy chair as you both waited to be called out. your son was sleeping in your lap whilst you caressed his hair.

after an hour waiting, a nurse came to you.

“sorry, but the doctor you were supposed to meet suddenly had a emergency to go, but we can appoint you to another doctor who is available at the moment” the nurse said with a apologetic look.

“it’s okay! we can appoint to another doctor!” you said with a smile on your without knowing who the doctor was.

“um.. then, this way please..” the nurse said as she took us to the room.

“please wait for the doctor to enter!” she said as she bow and left the room.

both of you sat at the chair. a message notified, you check it was kuina.

hkwuin darling, is the baby ok? just don’t go to sakuraza university hospital ok?

yeunie why not?

hkwuin let’s just say that your ex is working there :))

the text you just received made you feel so anxious about the thought of facing the guy who broke you off few years ago.

door clicks open indicating that the doctor is already here. you’re still not yet ready to face him but at the same time, you don’t want to look coward. you looked up, he is still handsome as ever but a major change of his face. he looks so soft.

“y/n onikuma” the voice you can’t help but melt.

“yes?” you said with a steady voice.

“how long has it been when he got his fever?” he asked.

“it just happened yesterday” you smiled

“can you describe the symptoms that he had?” you could feel his eyes on you.

“his body sometimes aches alot, had headaches, his cough keeps getting worse, and have a stuffy nose” you said you caressed his hair once again because his still sleeping.

“what’s the color of his phlegm?”

“itch shometimes yellow!” the kid said while trying so hard not to fell asleep.

“would you let me hear your heartbeat?” he asked, as he passed by and went to your son.

“listen to me. inhale and exhale” he said while doing the gesture. he stands up after checking your son. he picked up a small cup in his drawer.

“i’ll be needing a urinalysis for your child and blood test to see his blood sugar.” he said

“please come back when you’re done” after he said that, you take your son to the bathroom and explain to him on what to do.

blood test? what do he need a blood test? urinalysis is enough to see, right? did his allergy triggers the flu?

the amount of questions flooded through your brain. your son came back after it and gave you the cup, cleaning it first before giving it to nurse. another test are needed so you went back to the office. chishiya was there standing as he get ready for the blood test, his hands with an injection made you shiver.

“you’re back”

“y-yes..” you stuttered.

“please sit down from here” he calmly said, trying so hard not to scare the child.

“would it urt?” your son ask,

“yes, but it would be real quick” he assured the child.

“just hold on to me and it will be okay, if you want you could close your eyes” you said to him, trying to loosen him up.

“please sit back and relax. inhale and exhale” he said, as repeated it.

“i’ll be injecting it now” he announced. without a second, he injected it and sucked the blood, chishiya quickly covered it with cottons after removing the injection from the forearm. your son tried so hard not to cry from the injection.

“please wait for the results outside” he said, fixing his things and ready to give the blood to the nurse.

“sure” you smiled but a phone ring interrupted the situation. his eyes were on you, observing the way you move around the room.

“i’ll be on my way now” you mouthed and gently pull your son outside the room.

“what?” you answered.

“what hospital did you went to?”

“sakurazaka university hospital! and wait- i was already here before you even texted me about it !! okay”

“so? what happened?” she curiously asked.

“nothing! just a normal doctor and patient examination” you said

“really?” she doubted.

“yes!? now will you please stop and just come here” you said with a irritated voice.

“sure sure! but i’ll go there hour later because maybe i might interrupted something” she said said, giggling.

“the fuc-” she ended the call.

“mom! i’m hungry!” you son called out.

“sure, i’ll buy you anything! what do you want??” you asked, a cute smile plastered in your face because of the cuteness of your child.

“i want dango! onigiri! and taiyaki!” he said with a cute smile.

“i’ll buy it for you okay? just stay right there!” you said and walked away but you still look back wanting to see that he is okay alone.

★☆★☆

you’re done buying stuffs that your son wanted, but sadly dango is not there so only onigiri and taiyaki are available. when you are close to your son, you saw another figure talking with him. the white blond hair man, he saw you and stands up from his seat.

“thank you for checking up for my child” you thanked him.

“ryutaro” he give him a smile before going back to his office. he explained the medication he need to use and the things that he shouldn’t eat for awhile. chishiya gave us the result, thank god his sugar level is far from diabetes.

“thank you. let’s go home” you said, and went first to the cashier to pay the bills, without a doubt that someone already paid the bills.

“oh no, it’s okay you can go home already!” she said, a hint of a smirk in her face. you fadely walk away from the entrance of the hospital.

“thanks mira” chishiya said as he looks at you.

“be grateful that you have a friend that will support you even though you’re the one who hurt her!” mira scoffed at her friend’s shameless act.

“so, did you get the results already?” she said, curious of the outcome.

“the dna test results has still yet to come” he said, before leaving mira alone in the lobby.

“i know for sure that he’s your child. his eyes is like yours” mira reassured, chishiya just smirked at her and walk off.

★☆★☆

it’s been a week and your son is back to school. late nights have increase after a week of your absents, more works has given to you. sometimes you’re more worried at your son than yourself. he always waits for you patiently whenever you’re late, he said that he understand. and it’s also been a week since your child mention about a guy who always plays with him and walk him home.

“darling, would you like to tell me his name” you asked kindly.

“no! he said i can’t say it to you!” he said while pouting.

“c’mon! you’re siding with that stranger rather your mom!” you whined.

“he is not stranger tho! neither a acquaintance” he said smiling at you.

“is it tatta?” you asked,

“no!”

“arisu?” you guessed again.

“no!”

“then who?”

“that blonde boy!” he shouted out of frustration.

blonde boy? chishiya?

the moment you know who is he, you started doubting that he knows but a part of you knows that chishiya isn’t easily fooled by an excuse so maybe he knows already.

“what did the blonde boy did to you?”

“he asked about you a lot!! he even asked if you’re doing fine or not! he is a good guy! he also told me that if ever you knew him, go to the place where you first met!” he said jumping around the bed with a smile on his face.

“what else did he say?”

“nothing but he always treat me food!! and.. and.. he also give me a new toy!!” he grabbed a stuff toy with his tiny little hand and show it to me.

a cheshire cat

“he said i look like a cheshire cat but tiny version” he said as he giggles.

“do you like him?” you asked curiously.

“yeah!! i want him to be my dad!!” a cute smirk plastered in his face like his dad.

“you act like your dad sometimes” you whispered it to yourself.

“mommy!! here!! he wants to give it to you!!” holding a small paper with a cute cat attached to it.

===

the shade of the lamp glows around the dark room, it was already night time. your son has already fall asleep after hours of playing, with all the reports and papers given to you for the past few weeks, his cute smile is your medication. you’ve been doing a good job as a mother.

sound of the door creaks as it closed quietly. your gut is telling you to read it but you don’t want to. you went back to your own room and lay down to your bed. for about 30 minutes, you’ve been shuffling around the bed. it’s not that you’re curious about something, it’s just that you couldn’t fall asleep. with no doubt, you gave up on your pride and read the note.

let’s meet me at our usual spot. — c.s.

crumbling the paper and throw it out to the trash can. you don’t why you did it, it just your instincts. after curing your curiosity, you have fall asleep not so peacefully.

★☆★☆

it has been a week since that happened, you’re gladly that ryutaro still doesn’t know about the fact his father is shuntaro chishiya. but there will be no day where you weren’t stress, and right now it’s raining as hell. you looked up at the sky, guessing that it wouldn’t stop.

why does it have to rain now? my son is left alone in the school!

a few minutes passed, a car stopped infront of you as they honk, making you jumped. the window rolled over revealing your son.

“hi mom!!” he was waving at you with a smile.

you look towards the driver’s seat, chishiya shuntaro. he fetch ‘your’ son, you were about to rambled but was interrupted.

“w-why a—”

“just get in the car, i’ll drive you home” he said while opening the passenger’s seat for her. you climbed and sit.

the drive from home was awkwardly silent. no one dares to speak up except from your son who is busy playing. neither both of you wants to take the move first. eyes only focus on the side view mirror to avoid having eye contact with him but the feeling of being stared at gives you chills.

“mom! look what i’ve draw!” your kid, standing up from the seat while holding up his drawing as he lean in to let you see.

“wow! so cute but who’s that g..uy?” you asked, eyes knitted in confusion.

“oh! it’s dr. chishiya! he is now part of the family!” those words made you freeze for a moment before looking at chishiya, who is smirking at those phrase.

“why though?”

“mm.. he’s always there to pick me up! his face looks kind of similar to me! plus.. plus i want him to be my dad!” those word made you stunned. you can feel the stare of chishiya with his smug smirk.

“really? i can make it real” chishiya responded while you’re too busy to know what’s going on.

“home is near. clean up your mess, taro” you said, while ignoring the man’s stare with that smirk.

===

picked up your child from the seat as you put him in the ground and started walking towards your house. you don’t look back to see him there, you can feel him staring at you. trying your best not to stumbled on the way.

“taro is sleepy!” he announced, giving a sign to carry him. you carried him with his bag.

“wanna help?” he shouted.

“no! no need to!” you said and continue walking.

★☆★☆

work is overload with paper, stressed out from getting scold at. you came back with a unexpected visitor.

as you walk towards your house, a voice you clearly heard a couple years ago is in your house, having a good time with your son. the laughter and small talks, it was really lovely but.. why does it feel so irritable. opening the door, you saw both of them cuddle at each other as they play. the bunny smile that you once missed showed up from your home.

“mom! you’re back!” he said, getting untangled from chishiya’s and running towards you, a hug was presented.

“what is he doing here?” you asked him, the awfully good minute of staring at him.

“i let him in!” he said as you slowly went to your room, trying to hide like a coward. your son run towards the person while you’re in room.

standing infront of the mirror, you touch the necklace in which chishiya gave to you in your first anniversary. mind going crazy over the fact he is here again, close to you, at your home. in a minute, you were to engrose with a thought to the point you didn’t notice him entering the room. only when he puts his hands around your waist and snuggle on your neck. cold air hits you like a bullet shot through you. it was too fast. the touch you missed, the warmth you’ve been craving for years is back again, arms wrapped around you like he doesn’t want to lose you again. you don’t want to hurt again, you tried to get away from his touch but he make it sure that he will not let you go again like what he did back then. to him, it’s a mistake.

“um.. can you please let go?” you tried getting away from him.

“i... i.. i’m sorry”

“just let go” avoiding the eye contact in the mirror. you look away, so that he wouldn’t see how weak you are when his around. you don’t to fall again to the same man who broke your heart.

“please.. i’m sorry!” he was now crying in your shoulder. you were looking at him in the mirror and you can see the sincerity in his action.

“let’s go back to where we started.” you said, both of you are now staring at each through the mirror.

“let’s restart our book and began a new chapter” a tiny hope has made chishiya smiled with ease. you just gave him a nod and he let go as he kissed you in your cheeks.

“meet me at our usual spot, yeah?” he said, before walking out the door.

after chishiya left, you suddenly fell down to your knees. a sudden heart beat made you feel so bewildered and confused on what’s happening to you. you promised to yourself but you broke it off. while you’re still spacing out at your room, your son enter happily with his toys.

“mom! mom! is it true!! that dr. chishiya is my father??” a cute eyes staring at me.

“did he tell you that?” asking calmly

“he kinda did tho! he gave me this piece of paper!!” he said while waving the paper in his hands. you snatched it from him, only to realize what it is.

the result of a dna test.

“that’s the proof that you are his child, darling” you said, caressing his face while smiling happily at him.

★☆★☆

every single day, chishiya would fetch you in the morning to have a breakfast near his hospital and take you to your office after. he mostly courting you at the moment, but your son was enjoying every moment that both were doing. a normal family.

as the years passed by, you accepted chishiya and move to his house. ryutaro has to change school because of that but he wouldn’t careless ‘cause he has a dad already.

both got married after awhile. kuina and ann was very kinda moody but happy at the same time while arisu is overly happy because he always wanted to see you in that dress and proud to be his artificial brother. mira was there too, clapping happily.

“let’s have another one again” he whispered within your lips.

“oh shut up!”

both giggled at each other until the wedding ceremony has ended. they had a wonder and twisted life they have to began with.

THE END.

© iaminlovewithnijiro ; tiktok (imagines, povs)

it’s my first fanfic.

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Secrets (Marcus Pike x GN!Reader)

A Merry Fic-Mas - December 24

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Pairing: Marcus Pike x GN!Reader 

Word count: 1743

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Angst; fluff; references to parental illness; no use of Y/N; no physical descriptions of reader; no gendered pronouns; minor swearing

A/N: This can be read as a standalone, but I wrote it thinking of Marcus and Reader from ‘Hot Chocolate’ and ‘Christmas Market’ in this series.

“How’s Marcus?” Your mother’s voice is bright and breezy on the call.

You pause a little too long for her liking. 

“Is everything okay?”

“It’s fine, mom, it’s just…he’s not himself, lately. I thought we were all set for the holidays - you know how we booked a little cabin in the Blue Ridge Mountains - but every time I try to talk about packing or planning, he gets tetchy and weird.”

“Maybe it’s work stress? He does have a lot on. Poor Marcus.”

“So do I, mom, and I’m not taking it out on him. Every time I ask him outright he just says everything’s fine but it isn’t. It’s like he’s hiding something from me.”

Your mother tut-tuts. “That’s not Marcus. He would never keep secrets from you.”

“I wish I could be as confident as you are.”

***

With Christmas falling on a Monday, you and Marcus had planned to take off on the Saturday morning, making the most of the extra days off before the holiday. By Friday night, he’s got the bags ready to load into the car and your refrigerator is groaning with food for the vacation, all ready to be stacked in cool bags for the journey.

Things hadn’t improved much in the time since you’d voiced your fears to your mother. Marcus remained unusually tetchy and irritable, a far cry from his usual sunny self. He insisted he was looking forward to the time away with you, but there was just something off. Something hidden underneath the surface, and for the first time in your relationship he had put up enough defences so that you couldn’t reveal the truth. 

Maybe he’s unhappy, you think to yourself. Maybe the vacation is make or break.

Your stomach churns as you imagine five days away with Marcus while he tries to decide if you need to end the relationship or not. 

Your phone rings as you’re sorting out a couple of bottles of wine for the trip. Mom. You brush it off, muttering to yourself that you’ll call her later, once the packing is done. 

It’s barely two minutes later that Marcus comes into the kitchen, talking on his phone while trying to catch your attention. 

“I’ll put you on now…sure. Sure. Well, I’m sure he’ll be okay, I’m so sorry - okay, keep us posted.”

He hands you the phone, mouthing “Your mom”.

“Mom?”

“Oh, darling, I’m sorry… you’re probably up to your neck with packing and sorting for the trip.”

“Just tell me, mom. You wouldn’t call Marcus if it wasn’t urgent.”

“Darling…it’s your dad. He’s had a fall, he’s in hospital, and -”

Your heart drops. “Mom, is he okay?”

She pauses a second too long. “Fine, fine… just hasn’t regained consciousness yet but it’s fine! I just felt you would be angry if I waited until after your trip to tell you. But it’s fine!”

“Mom, you’ve said ‘it’s fine’ so many times I’m pretty sure it isn’t fine.”

“Sweetheart, please just go on your trip and we’ll keep you posted. Okay?”

You become aware of Marcus peeking around the corner, trying to assess your mood from the tone of your voice and your body language. 

“Did the doctors say when they think he’ll regain consciousness?”

Another pause.

“They’re not sure, sweetie.”

You look up at Marcus, your eyes looking into his as you tell your mom you’ll be home tomorrow.

***

He swears it’s fine, but you know Marcus is annoyed. Or hurt. Or maybe a mix of both. 

Shit, maybe this really was a make or break vacation.

He had offered to come with you, but you dissuaded him, not wanting him to have to be thrown head-first into the madness that was your family - crisis or no crisis. 

“I’ll just stay here, I guess.” He casts an eye over the bags in the hallway. 

“Babe, no.” You wrap your arms around his waist. “We paid for the cabin and it’s too late to cancel now. It would be a pity not to use it at all. You’ve got that stack of reading you want to do. And, like, when dad wakes up I can come down and join you. What do you think?”

He doesn’t quite meet your gaze. “I guess.”

“I love you, Marcus. I’m so sorry.”

He sucks on the inside of his cheek and kisses you - not on the mouth, but on the cheek. “I love you, too.”

***

When you arrive home in Ohio you hop straight in a cab to the hospital, where your mother and siblings have spent the night keeping vigil. You try not to panic when you see your dad, hooked up to a morass of tubes and wires. 

“The doctors say it looks worse than it is,” your older sister explained. She holds out a bag of peppermint candies. “Candy?”

It’s several hours before you realise you haven’t let Marcus know you got there safely, like you promised. Too busy trying to get a clear answer from your mom about what, exactly, the doctors have said, and distracted by trying to track down a doctor to discuss a prognosis. 

Hey babe - I’m sorry, I have been talking to my mom and the doctors here. Dad okay, still no sign of improvement but stable. Love you - call you tomorrow.

You spend that night at the hospital, insisting that your mom go home and rest. You watch the dark sky brighten, slowly but surely, as Christmas Eve dawns. 

“It’s Christmas Eve, dad,” you murmur, unsure if he can hear you or not. “You’re not in the drunk tank, though,” you joke, referring to his favourite Christmas song, ‘Fairytale of New York’. “Just in hospital. I’ll let you know if the NYPD choir turns up.”

You get up and stretch your legs, wandering into the hallway in search of caffeine and sugar. The hospital cafe is quiet and you grab a cup of black coffee and a donut before returning to your dad’s floor. 

Panic sets in when you see nurses moving in and out of his room. One of them turns, spots you, and grins. 

“He’s waking up! Can you call your mom?”

By lunchtime, he’s fully awake and talking, grumbling about not being allowed home for Christmas. You duck out later in the afternoon to call Marcus and update him.

It goes straight to voicemail.

***

The hot shower feels like heaven as you rinse away the strain of the last couple of days. Well, some of it, anyway. Marcus still hasn’t answered your calls.

Thankfully, you’ve found a distraction, volunteering to prep some food at your parents’ house that can be easily taken to the hospital for Christmas Day. You slip on a pair of soft old sweatpants and a college hoodie and pad around the kitchen, filling some Tupperware containers with individual servings of cold cuts and salads while listening to the cheesy Christmas show on the local radio station.

You crawl into bed late that night, casting one final glance at your phone. 

Still nothing.

***

You stir awake at about two in the morning, roused by a thumping noise coming from somewhere in the house. As your brain adjusts, you realise it’s someone knocking on the door. 

You grab your brother’s old baseball bat as you descend the stairs. Can’t hurt to be prepared, after all. And you’re pretty sure this isn’t Santa Claus calling.

You open the door slowly, reluctantly. 

A pair of coffee-brown eyes. A soft, uncertain smile. Cheeks flushed with cold. 

“Marcus?”

He rubs his hands together and stamps his feet. “Can I come in? Got really cold in the car on the way up here.”

You fling your arms around him as he steps inside, forgetting the strangeness of the last few weeks. “What the hell are you doing here?”

He holds his soft, dark green knitted cap in his hands and looks nervous. Really nervous.

“I… I had to see you.”

Oh, shit. Wait - is he going to break up with you on Christmas morning? While your dad’s in hospital?!

“Ooookay.”

“Baby, I -” He falters. “This isn’t how I wanted to do this.”

He is definitely about to break up with you. And good riddance, because he’s clearly heartless.

“Just get it over and done with, Marcus.”

He takes a deep breath and exhales, long and slow.

“I wanted to have the space to do this at the cabin, y’know?”

“Marcus. Just say it.”

“Baby, I’m so grateful for you - you’re the most incredible person I’ve ever met, so kind, so loving, and -”

You’ve had it. “Marcus - just say you don’t want to be with me. You’ve been weird for weeks. You’re here on Christmas fucking Day, having driven a seven-hour journey to get here. You obviously can’t be with me a minute longer, so you might as well just -”

He has dropped to one knee.

Wait. What?

“I wanted to ask you to marry me.”

Your jaw drops. For once, you’re stunned into silence.

“Baby?”

“I…Marcus. I just…is this…fuck.”

He reaches into his coat pocket and presents you with a little box. “Um, do you mind if I stand up again? My knees aren’t what they used to be.”

You chuckle and help him to his feet, before opening the box to find a perfect, simple engagement ring. 

“I can’t believe it, Marcus.”

He shrugs. “You seemed sure we were about to break up. I’m sorry I’ve been so stressed the last few weeks, my love. I was just readying everything for a perfect proposal, in the mountains, and I was so worried you’d say no, and then the ring was delayed, and then - well. And then your dad got sick. But he’s awake? I’m sorry, I only just saw your messages. My phone was in the trunk.”

You lift your gaze from the ring. “He’s awake. And I’m sorry, too - I didn’t know what you were keeping from me, and I didn’t even think of this.”

Marcus raises an eyebrow. “You didn’t think I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you?”

You chuckle. “Mmmm. Maybe I thought a man as perfect as you couldn’t possibly want someone like me.”

He pulls you tight to him and kisses you. “Baby, you forgot something.”

You look confused. “I did?”

“You didn’t give me an answer yet.”

Tears shining in your eyes, you slip the ring on your finger. “A million times yes, Marcus Pike. Provided there are no more secrets.”

[bucketspammer4life]

how i think the boxers text

i was bored. also clay puppington looks like don flamenco to me somehow. goodbye

Glass joe - he would type with extra double spaces and use a lot of emojis for the wrong purposes with random capital letters

Example:

"hello. Have you seen my water bottle?"

"aran. is. in the hospital 🤯🤯🤯 call Later!! 🗣️"

Von Kaiser - okay grammar and uses a space before question marks & exclamation points, uses emojis in the intended (boring) way

Example:

"okay !! on my way !! 🚶🏻‍♂️🚶🏻‍♂️🚶🏻‍♂️"

"aran fell down a pothole !! It is NOT 🙅‍♂️ funny !!"

Disco Kid - uses slang often and gets creative with emojis, likes to use keyboard smashes to laugh and leaves typos in for flavor

Example:

"aran really said 🕳️⬅️🏃‍♂️"

"HELP IM EVAPORATEINF😭😭😭😭 LMAO AHKAJSJSJSJSNNSNS PLEASEE"

"YOURW GOING TO JAIL FOR THAT ONE 👮‍♂️👮‍♂️🚔🚔🚨🚨 WEE WOO WEE WOO"

King Hippo - Really ominous messages, texts like hes telling you hes done a mission, sometimes forgets to use a dot and uses a comma instead, sometimes responds with emojis that have 0 relevance

Example:

"oh no,"

"I took care of him. The job is done."

" 🍝🤯"

Piston Hondo - squeaky clean grammar, uses emojis rarely unless he forgets the name of something

Example:

"Alright. I'll call later."

"What was the name of this? I know how it looks like but forgot the name. Looks something like this: 🥨. I think it was called a praised eel or something?"

Bear Hugger - He texts like a Facebook mom, down to the wording and everything

Example:

"You mean pretzel? 🤣"

"How did he fall down a pothole?! 😮"

Great Tiger - too lazy to fix typos so it looks like a ancient language, likes spamming the same emoji over and over again when hes run out of responses, autocorrect fucks his messages up even more

Example:

"wesir did srsn fslk doen s potjole?? (wait did aran fall down a pothole?"

"i dont knoe sf is ıoıld laıyknsyn at araj fellimf dlen and pırjolej" (i dont know if i should laugh at aran falling down a pothole)

"👀👀👀👀👀"

Don Flamenco - proper grammar with some tiny typos that gets autocorrect to mess his message up, his autocorrect is literally cursed, it runs his messages daily

Example:

"Did aran fall town s pit joke??"

"I am do confused"

Aran Ryan - unhinged, emphasizes random parts for no reason, emojis after every sentence, wrong emojis everywhere

Example:

"I fell DOWN a pothole! 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️"

"shut UP 🖕🖕🖕🚔🦗🖕🥨"

"ILL drag you down there MYSELF!! 🗣️🗣️😡😡"

Soda Popinski - like a grandpa in the good way, sends those positive good morning images in every groupchat hes in

"Rise and shine! 💖"

"I just woke up. Don't know whats going on! 👀"

"Get well soon! 💐🌼✨"

Bald Bull - texts like your dad, except he switches out moves completely when hes cursing someone out

Example:

"ok"

"👍"

"You dumb bitch. Fuck you ass hole."

Super Macho Man - texts like hes making a copypasta

Example:

"Rise and GRIND! 🗣️ Surfs up today! 🤙🤙 Im catching waves like theres no tomorrow! 🏝️🌊"

"I have no idea. I am literally so confused right now. My brain is not working. My thought are not thoughting. I need a reboot. "

Mr Sandman - FINALLY someone that types like a normal person!!

Example:

"How did you fall down a pothole?"

"how great."

[slaasherslut]

I need to do a little rant because im losing my mind over this and im frustrated. Ill probably delete it later

So the job im working right now isnt permanent but im a permanent employee. I work a specific job in a factory in the afternoon shift but that shift doesnt run the entire year so im laid off like 1/3 of the year. Two weeks ago I saw a job opening in another location for a job thats perfect for someone in my position. Its basically doing inventory and id be guaranteed work all year round. I thought it would be perfect for me to move up and get better work. I applied for it immediately. Days go by and I hear nothing. No calls, no emails, nothing at all. I was confused since I was told everyone interal was being interviewed. I didnt go to work today because i was at home with cramps and my mom came home (she does the same thing i do except on the morning shift) and she was told they had be interviewing for that position already for quite some time, some people already having second interviews. From what ive heard from her, the person doing the hiring was calling the managers of all the internal people applying. I dont know why they did that, it should be none of their business, but they did it anyway. My manager obviously said something to them so they wouldnt interview me. I was the only internal applicant that wasnt interviewed. My guess is that i was needed where i am now and she cant have me leave. My manager has a habit of sabotaging peoples job opportunities and im not surprised she did it to me. I even laughed to my mom telling her "im the only person on my shift who can do my job. I bet im not gonna get it because of that. My manager will make sure of that." And look what happened. Im just so frustrated. The months that im laid off i struggle to pay my bills so i need a new job. Ive been applying for a year and a half with almost nothing to show for it. Then an internal job shows up that is perfect for me, more hours, and better pay. But my manager is too selfish and she ruined this one single chance i had in this horrible job economy. I havent had many chances, no one has from what i can tell. Im so mad i dont even wanna go to work tomorrow. This is the same manager thats bullied me since the day i started and ive made so many complaints and nothing has happened. Im just so fed up and im so tired. But i have no other options. I just know when i complain about this tomorrow that im probably gonna have a break down over it. Im so sick of this.

[gr-vekeeper]

okay im back on my shit my mom kicked me out of my bed again goddammit woman im sorry that you decided that to stay with a man that is as firm on his ground as you. if you cant accept that youre wrong then LEAVE. LEAVE.

IF YOU. DONT WANT. TO STAY WITH MY FATHER. LEAVE. GO LIVE SOMEWHERE ELSE. GO LIVE WITH YOUR SISTER. OR FIND AN APARTMENT. OR A DAMN SHELTER. STOP TAKING MY ROOM. STOP FORCING ME TO SLEEP WITH *YOUR* DAUGHTER. SHE'S 4 YEARS OLD. SHE IS NOT MY RESPONSIBILITY. YOU ALREADY FORCE ME TO SLEEP WITH HER IN THE MORNING. TO CHANGE HER, TO BRUSH HER TEETH, TO PLAY WITH HER, COOK FOR HER, TEACH HER ENGLISH AND SPANISH, TEACH HER MANNERS, MORALS, HOW TO READ AND WRITE. ALL YOU DO IS LOVE BOMB WHEN MY FATHER IS AROUND. YOU IGNORE HER. EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. SHE HAS TO SAY YOUR NAME. at LEAST 10 TIMES. FOR YOU TO REPLY . SHE WANTS TO KNOW WHY HER MOM DOESN'T HOLD HER. SHE WANTS TO KNOW WHY THE CLOSEST THING TO A MOTHER IS ME. SHE WANTS TO KNOW WHY DAD DOESN'T LIKE IT WHEN SHE SAYS WE CAN REPLACE MOM WITH ME. I. Am. Her Mother. I Don't Want To Be. Stop Making Me Parent Your Child. You chose. To become pregnant. You Chose. To keep the Child. You chose. To not put the Child up for Adoption. You. Chose.

That's the difference between you and me. You Chose. I did not. If I could choose, I would shove my fingers down your throat. I'd make you choke on Your Actions. I would Dig The Blade into your Vocal Cords. I would Make You Understand what Agony a child feels in Neglect. What I've felt. What You Make Her Feel. What you make Us. Feel.

Why don't you feel?

I.

would.

show.

you .

I decided to Not Have Kids. Because I know I Cannot Handle Them. I Cannot Handle a Child. I have Anger Issues. I act Irrationally . I am A Danger To Society. I've been told it's unlikely I'm even fit to Work. So why do you Make Me. Do These Things. That can only work for So Long. and you will blame me. Because "mental illness isn't real." You will Tell Me I have been Fed Lies by doctors. For Money.

why do I hallucinate.

why am I not me.

why do I Feel So Much Pain?

if it is not Real?

why.

do .

you.

make

me.

I want to know what bed is mine.

I want to know. If tomorrow I may actually have the Youth all of you have Robbed.

Or if I must Parent Your Child.

If I must Listen to You Yell that I am Not Raising her Properly.

It is your Job.

to Raise. this Child.

why.

why do you Chose.

This reality?

Why

do

you

Choose.

when You Know .

I only Have so Much Patience.

i let you Yell.

I let you Threaten.

i let you Take My Things.

I let you tighten That Grip around my Throat.

i let you Threaten me with a life in a group home.

i let you Take My Freedom.

my privacy.

my Money .

My. Time.

My

Time.

My. Time.

My Sanity.

Everything I own.

You take.

And yet-

You expect me. To take That. from you.

When you Know .

My History.

One day.

You

Will

Learn

why

i

Am

Contained.

You

Will

Know

Why

They

Said

I

was

Possessed.

You

Will

Meet

Hell.

Dead.

Or

Alive.

you

will

know

Hell.

Dead

or

alive.