#just a little something b4 i start working on reqs :)

[miguel-owhora]

a little miguel drabble bc im sad n horny :((

— subbot!miguel , domtop!mreader , creampie , implied size difference , breeding kink , miguel isn't spider-man in this world , spider-man!mreader, no dialogue, not beta read hmgh, listened 2 i bet on kosingndogs on reepat so ::333333

:((

Miguel feels as if he's suffocating, but in the best way possible. He's been forced onto his chest, his face pressing against the mattress as his mouth hangs open with small puffs and gasps escaping his mouth. Drool leaks from the corner of his mouth, his hair is damp and sticks to his forehead and skin, sweaty. The hair on his nape curls, and his fingers are gripping the sheets of the bed.

You're slotted between his thighs, body caging him in. You have him pinned between the bed and your chest, caging him in like some poor prey, and the thought makes him groan, makes him clench around your cock and curl his toes.

You've been fucking him for God knows how long, forced your way between his legs and ate him out until he began to squirt once, and twice, and thrice - far more than he's ever had considering squirting wasn't a thing he knew he could do up until a moment ago.

Ever since you were bitten, you've been insatiable. Miguel had been bemused when you grew, all long limbs and a fast metabolism, and he had been nothing but fond for his new beanpole of a husband. But that fondness quickly changed to something more sensual when you formed muscles and your shoulders began to grow broad, when it became easier for you to manhandle him into whatever position you both wanted, when you could eat him out for hours on end until he was forced to tap out, when you could fuck his pussy and fill it up with endless amounts of cum.

"Ah- shock!" Miguel moans out when his orgasm crashes over him, makes him bite down on his pillow and curl his toes even more, eyes glazed over. His cocklet throbs and his pussy spasms around your cock. You grunt, grip his hips, and plunge your cock into his cunt, jackrabbiting into him until you're pressing your cock as deep as it can go. Your cockhead presses a sloppy kiss to his cervix, length throbbing as you cum inside of him.

You're panting, sweaty and trembling limbs, slowly grinding into his pussy; talk about insatiable. Miguel feels like jello underneath you, fucked beyond relief, content to lay there and become your living fleshlight.

Miguel whimpers, weakly curses, when not a couple minutes later your cock is back to life and you're twitching your hips. You lean down and press a silent apology to his shoulder blade in the form of a loving kiss, and Miguel accepts your apology by weakly grinding back onto your cock, wondering if this'll be the day you knock him up.

[billk4ulitzsecretlvr]

☆ °• Just once .. ? •° ☆

- kinda just b4 I post ! . A little preview on what this one shot is !

Contains : - smut, obv. Oral/penetration, male x male, not a req but a fic I've been wanting to do for a bit ! No agegap, no hard kinks at all really , probably just a bit of spit? Not proofread ! Enjoy ! (Or don't;) )

Edit : I came back to this multiple times without reading a bit of it beforehand , so if I'm repetitive during it I really apologize ☆

Alas, in a hotel where the boys could enjoy some down time. It wasn't at all very common that they got it in the last few weeks, especially on tour. The boys usually would have taken a break at this point, considering they're still basically teenagers and overworking wasn't exactly Bills favorite thing to do. Not lately, at least.

Yeah, it was fun. It was really fun. But he didn't like the lack of privacy, not at all.

Sure, the first maybe two years of being a band was a blast, it was enjoyable and Bill could've sworn it was the last thing he'd ever give up. It was every kids dream, wasn't it? Maybe not being in a band in particular, but definitely to be famous.

To feel liked by everyone, have people swoon for you? Be able to meet your favorite artists, to collab with people you've looked up to since..well, forever? Yeah, Bill had come to the conclusion that it wasn't all it was hyped up to be.

He brought his bag into the hotel room, not too worried about their suitcases since it was only for the night. He sat his black bag down on the nightstand, plopping down onto the bed as Tom followed close behind. The dreadhead smirked, cocking an eyebrow at Bills tired demeanor.

"What, all that sitting in your bunk and listening to music tire you out?" He snickered, patting Bills thigh. Bill just rolled his eyes.

"No.. more like the endless shows we've been doing for weeks on end. I've nearly lost my voice like..four times." He said, sitting up as he made eye contact with the more masculine boy.

"I guess playing the guitar is a bit different than yelling for about two hours."

"It is. Vastly." Bill agreed, seeing as Tom walked around the other side of the bed, laying down against the headboard.

"You have your own bed, what're you ruining mine for?" Bill jokingly bickered, crawling over to his twin to swat the man off.

Tom just rolled his eyes, a common occurrence with the brothers, it seemed. The younger boy just complied, lying on his side to face Tom as they spoke.

"You ever wish we waited to start the band?" Bill asked softly, quietly. Tom shook his head near damn immediately.

"Not at all. What if it hadn't worked out? We'd be out of a job, a couple German losers who'd probably work at a supermarket till we're 30." Tom chuckled.

Tom had always been more laid back than Bill, always finding a way to joke in situations where he could tell Bill was slightly worried, if not.. a bit regretful.

"I guess." Bill mumbled, moving a tad bit closer to Tom. He laid his head on his brothers chest, The man almost didnt know how to react to the gesture. He watched as Bills expression softened, calmed as he laid into the mans chest.

Something about Bill was he was very expressive, something Tom and.. well, everyone else took notice of. But Bill had always been like that too, and Tom would be a fool if he lied to anybody and said it didnt get to him. It always made him think about..well, passion. The intimacy during sex you just couldn't fake?

The authentic-real-life feeling of knowing every nose scrunch, every jolt, quiver, moan, scratch, was all genuine. Not those fake porno, "Daddy! Daddy! Harder! Im gonna cuuumm!!!" . No, there would be none of that. Not with Tom, and certainly not with Bill. Tom knew Bill wouldnt know how to fake it if his life depended on it, that's what made it so enticing for Tom. Maybe he was a pervert, but he wanted to see Bill in bed just once.. Just once.

"Are you even listening to me?" Bill hissed, sitting up. Tom impulsively sat up with the boy, nodding immediately.

"Of course I'm listening. Yeah, I'm sorry. I am." Tom quickly defended.

Bill wasn't buying it, he could just tell when Tom wasn't paying attention and as far as he knew, Tom didn't hear a word he just spoke.

He knew Tom had other worldly experience with sex and kissing and this, that, and the other thing.. but he felt incompetent to the situation. Tom pulled the boy onto his lap, feeling as the kid straddled him and leaned down to keep their faces together. After some time, it was clear that Bill's will to believe in himself strengthened since Tom could feel him less tense, less nervous.

Tom barely hesitated before he pulled Bill in to kiss him, his hand moved down to Bills flank as he gripped it tighter to hold the boy in place. Bill quickly pulled away, looking at Tom with his glassy eyes before.. coming back? They kissed again, this time, more passionately. More tongue, more love.

The metallic material of Toms lipring stung Bills lips quietly, nothing that took away from the kiss as his pearly tongue ring accidentally clanked against Toms teeth a couple times.. Which Tom didn't seem to mind. It seemed to come naturally, as natural as Bill had ever made out before.

Once Tom pulled away, he looked up at the boy, his lips parted.

"Are you okay?.." He asked softly, not exactly able to gauge Bill's feelings at the moment. He knew the boy had a habit of being confident in the moment and then completely regretting it later on, he didn't want now to be one of those times.

"Mhm." Bill answered, lowering himself back down so his hands were balled in fists on either side of Tom's head on the white pillows of the hotel.

Tom knew Bill had tattoos, hell, it was all over the media for weeks when a couple interviewers asked him about it.. but he'd never been able to just stare and appreciate the art. He rubbed his thumb over Bill's hip, rubbing the ink of the star tattoo by his groin. His eyes quickly darted towards Bill's arm tattoo, it read 'freiheit '89', Tom had always loved the star more. It was cute, decent sized and just.. fitting. Not to mention the placement, it was so Bill.

Looking down at Tom's thumb, he bit his lower lip. Bill remembered when he first got it, remembering the way he'd shown it off so obviously in photoshoots after he got it. He had purposely worn his jeans a bit lower, tighter shirts that were more likely to ride up when he moved his arms. He got a lot of compliments on it, Bill loved it.

Their lips reconnected as Tom pulled the boys head down, dancing together softly as if the boys were used to it. Tom felt softly as Bills hips shifted on his lap, rubbing against his groin region a bit as the kid grew excited. Tom knew Bill was still a virgin, one of the reasons he wasn't rushing into this quite as much as he had with other women.. he moved his hands up a bit under Bills shirt, Tom's thumb rubbing against Bills nipples with ease. Bill's breath hitched when he felt the new sensation.. it was different, it was all he could feel in that specific spot.

It wasn't like touching any of his other sensitive areas, where you felt it through your whole body.. he only felt his chest slightly get right as Tom gently brushed his thumb back and forth over the skin.

Tom felt himself hardening slightly as Bill continued to shift and move softly on his lap whether he meant to or not, he definitely wiggled a lot and it forced a couple breathy whimpers to escape Tom's lips. After a bit of time, Bill and Tom had both been pretty stiff to say the least. They forced each other's shirts off previously.

Tom was just about ready to get the jeans off too. He felt like they were suffocating his abdomen,despite the baggy attire. He just knew Bill had to be aching, that kid always wore tight jeans.

The older twin pushed the younger off to the side of the bed, unbuttoning his jeans and kicking them off the side of the bed.

This was the point that Bills eyes widened. He realized this was really happening, but he couldn't resist. He was excited too..in every way. He unbuttoned his own jeans squeamishly, pulling his belt out from the loops and tossing it onto the floor on his side. He quickly rid of his jeans, seeing Tom roll over and perch over him between the boys legs.

"You're sur-"

"I'm sure.. stop checking in, alright?" Bill cut Tom off, rubbing the man's dreads playfully before watching Tom lean down to his neck, leaving small love bites along his neck.. to his chest, stomach, that damn tattoo.. before finally reaching the boys boxers.

He felt as Tom slipped them down, growing slightly self conscious when he saw Tom examining every aspect of it. He felt himself drip precum in tiny fragments.

Tom took his hand and wrapped it gently around the boys length, pumping his hand a couple times before taking the boy into his mouth. Bill hissed in pleasure, feeling the warmth and softness of the inside of toms mouth.. so wet, moist.. he arched his back slightly, tangling a hand into toms dreads that dangled down and tickled his hips.

Bill couldn't help but appreciate Tom as a whole, seeing him going down on the boy was definitely a sight but Tom had an amazing body. He wasn't ripped or anything but he was definitely toned more than average, he was so masculine despite having such a beautiful face. Tom was still pretty lean though, but damn.

He felt as Toms tongue looped around the head, Bill was quietly whimpering every so often as his lips parted, laying back in the white pillows with his black hair sprawled across the cotton fabric.

Hearing the soft moans and whimpers just fueled Tom more, he wanted to keep going.. but he knew Bill would probably cum faster than later due to his inexperience. He pulled off, a string of spit connecting Toms lip to Bills tip, which he just picked away.

Bill bit his lip, looking up at Tom as he pressed his knees together.

"Just a bit further, Bill." He whispered, kissing Bills cheek. He pulled the boys boxers off the rest of the way.

Tom leaned over to grab his jeans off the floor, rummaging through the denim to find a metallic packet with the outline of a thick circle. He dropped his jeans and then pulled the packet, tearing it open with his teeth as he shifted his boxers down. The man removed a lubricated latex condom from the packet, the yellow tint getting rolled over his own length.

Bill watched it all, intimidated by the size of Toms cock, it worried him a small bit.

"I don't have lube on me.. it's in my bag, in the van." Tom clarified, seeing the look of confusion on Bills face when he was presented with a condom.

"Lets just hope it's slippery enough," Tom giggled which caused Bill to do the same. It was the wording.

He hesitantly parted his knees as he felt Tom lean over him, looking down into the boys eyes as he lined up with Bills entrance.

At first, it hurt a bit. Bill didn't really like it, he winced and put a hand on Tom's chest to ask him to slow a bit. Just Tom's head was in, Tom looked down at the intimacy between their legs before smiling softly.

"Barely anything happened, Bill." He chuckled quietly. Bill just looked up at him, a pouty look on his face.

"Have you ever been on the receiving end?" Bill asked, quietly as he tried not to giggle.

"You're right.." Tom whispered, leaning down to suck on Bills neck.

He slowly pushed in a little more, hearing Bills sharp breaths as he pushed all the way in. After Bill eased a bit, he began pushing and pulling his abdomen slowly. He watched as Bills breaths got sharp, sucking in and showing his ribs. Bill quickly got used to it, delivering small and whimpy moans to Toms ear as he thrusted. Tom held onto his hips, pulling Bill closer as to be able to push in as deep as possible. Bills moans got slightly louder as Tom picked up the pace.

He arched his back off the bed, hearing the soft sounds of their skin clapping quietly together.

"T-Tom.." he whimpered, drown out by a gruffly breath of Tom's as he continued thrusting in and out of the boys thin frame.

"God.." Tom sighed, "I should've made you suck me off, at least.." he chuckled, kissing Bills cheek, "You're lucky it's your first time.." he whispered.

Bill's hand found Tom's dreads again, knotting his hand in the matted mess as his lips parted. He didn't retort anything back, arching his back a little harder and feeling their stomachs touch.

It wasn't very long before Bill felt small fragments of a warm substance batted against his stomach. No, he hadn't cum yet.. but he was damn near close, and might as well have with all the precum he was leaking out. Tom took notice as he felt the boys cock between their stomachs.

He kept his boney hands around Bills hips, speeding up slightly for a little before returning to his initial speed.

"You're so tight," he mumbled against Bills neck. Bill just smiled softly, his opposite hand finding toms back and scratched it lightly as he felt the knot in his stomach.

He knew now that he'd reached his potential, Bills lips parted widely as he let out a sort of high moan that Tom quickly muffled with his hand. He stared down at Bill, watching him fall apart.

"Not yet.. not yet, Bill. I'm almost there.." he whispered, seeing as Bill tensed up completely.

He kept eye contact with the boy as he felt himself come undone as well, watching as the boy bit his lip and arched his back, his eyes rolling.

"Look at me, Bill, look at me." Tom said, cupping his cheek as he watched the boys eyes strain to keep eye contact.

Tom let out a low moan as he felt Bill cum between their stomachs, he felt the condom get warmer and fill inside of Bill as he pushed in a couple final thrusts. And Bill felt it too, he felt all of it. He felt Tom twitch inside him before cumming, then he felt the bit of warmer warmth that stayed inside for a bit after they finished.

Tom had finally pulled out, seeing Bill shaking softly as he came down from his orgasm. The older twin tossed his condom towards the small trash can next to the bet, watching as Bill found something to clean his stomach with.

"You did so good, Bill." He whispered against Bills neck, climbing under the covers next to the boy. Bill reached to turn the light off as Tom spooned him, wrapping his muscular arm around Bills dainty waist.

"I'm sorry I didn't last longer.." Bill whispered, Tom just kissed his neck and shook his head.

"Shut up.. go to sleep," he whispered, kissing the back of Bills neck where another tattoo had been stabbed into his skin. Bill interlocked their fingers as he laid with his back against toms chest.

This is my first time writing proper fanfic in so long ! Sorry if it's not the best </3

[baby--b4t]

guess whoooo

it’s fishie again !! :3 writin this req while tiny so apologies if it doesn’t make sense >_<

ftm!reader who recently got top surgery, and is insecure about his scars from it, so s/o itto (or baizhu) who is also ftm helps comfort reader and take care of them after the surgery

(transmasc headcannons make me so happy djdjdjdjdjdjnf ^^) dis is similar to the req I put in b4 dey closed but they’re the sillies so i’m requesting a bunch of things 4 em

-🐠

HI IM FINALLY GETTING AROUND TO WRITING YOUR REQUEST !! (sorry it took forever). I think I made a Baizhu bot out of this request but I cannot remember. Ill make this Itto because hes so silly and honestly ftm!Itto makes me giggle /pos. Hopefully this is good >:3

(Its not exactly agere BUT he does call the reader little beetle :3)

You had finally gotten the surgery you spent a lot of time saving up for; Top surgery! You felt so proud of yourself for saving up all of the Mora and working so hard to feel comfortable in your own body, so proud for doing something nice for yourself… So why did it feel so terrifying now?

You laid in your bed, staring down at your chest and the way it was all wrapped up. Maybe it was the medication, or maybe it was the feeling of your chest from being operated on, or maybe-… Who were you kidding? You didnt feel right because you knew you would have scarring afterwards. Two very noticeable lines under your chest that would tell everyone you werent a “real” man. Just the thought of it made your eyes fill with tears.

And as if his himbo senses kicked in, Itto emerged from the doorway.

“Hey, hey, heyyy~” He greeted, casually walking towards your bed. “Guess who just scored the best and most delicious noodles for dinner tonight? This guy right here!!” He pointed his thumbs towards himself, not yet noticing your teary face. Somehow his carefree attitude always managed to make you giggle, but once Itto heard you giggle, hearing the off tone of your voice, he knew something wasnt right.

“Huh? Hey, why is my little beetle all sad?” Itto asked as he gently wiped the tears off of your face, being careful with his nails. “Are you in pain? Did you take the meds?” He seemed like such a nervous puppy whenever it came to you, making sure you were comfortable and happy. Once you explained to him that you were scared of the scarring the surgery would have, he just smiled at you.

“What? Thats it? Youre scared of having these super awesome and amazing scars right here?” Itto asked, showing off his own slightly faded scars. He was never shy about them and always explained what they were to curious people. “You mean that youre totally not going to be proud because you went through a big surgery and lived to tell the tale?!” Itto added on, his tone becoming more playful and teasing. He gently ruffled your hair as he saw you smiling again, finding the way he described everything to be funny.

“But seriously, are you in pain? You know you can-“ Itto started to go on again before you shushed him. You reassured him you werent in pain and had taken the medications given to you for recovery. It felt so funny to see such a big and sometimes intimidating guy become such a worried person for you. Thats when Itto finally calmed down and went back to talking about the noodles he grabbed for both of you, even talking about making them soon so you could eat. He just wanted you to have an easy recovery.

[yaomomvs]

Hellow! Love your drabbles 😳 I saw your reqs were open for Shouto-kun: so can I ask a Drabble in which the reader is crushing on Shoto but feels completely unworthy of him, notably because she's from a very lower condition, something people often remind her while telling how Momo and him would make the perfect couple, because they're both from higher condition.. While reader is admittedly a hard-working person but has always been bullied for her modest origins? If you feel inspired ;o thanks :3

if i was a rich girl, yeah gwen stefani said that too

pairing: shoto todoroki x reader

little bit of angst? fluff!

warnings: self issues?? curse words??? not a warning but bakugou is reader’s best friend. also memories are in italics

plot: you couldn’t help comparing yourself to yaomomo, and clearly, your classmates comments didn’t help at all

notes: aaaa tysm i can’t believe this is my first request hopefully i did justice you your amazing idea! sorry for the delay i was in my last week b4 holiday vacation, hope you enjoy!

“i’m just sayin, todoroki and momo would definitely would look as an amazing couple wouldn’t they?”

it was kaminari’s words that were the final drop that broke the glass.

no, don’t misunderstand the situation, yaoyorozu was one of the sweetest, loveliest and most intelligent girls you’ve ever met.

but also one of the richest.

see, the thing is that you were not born in a “i have it all” family type of environment. you lived well, yes. but it’s for sure that your family did struggle way too many times in their way of spending money.

that’s why when you got into UA tears couldn’t stop falling through your face, you were finally able to do something about that. you always wanted to become the greatest hero, you thought that being able to rescue people from danger was the most selfless thing to do, you were familiar with that, so ever since you were little that was your goal. and besides that, you wanted to help you family so they wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore.

also because of that your friendship with uraraka was a great one. you understood what was like to face little things that the others didn’t, and you suddenly became close that you almost considered her a sister.

she was the most important friend to you, well, along with other person.

your eyes started itching, currently at the common room table where you and your friends were having dinner.

kaminari was on the sofa among with bakugou and mina, but it was easy to hear them. so that comment took everyone’s attention, even shouto’s.

“i mean you are not wrong” asido agreed, excited they finally were talking about romance in that boring school. “can you imagine how rich the todomomo’s family would be?”

“todomomo?” todoroki asked visibly confused.

“a ship name! for you and yaoyorozu!” she answered

your eyes were a little bit red now, and the knot on your throat was growing more everytime you looked over to see shouto’s expression.

uraraka noticed this, so she gently placed her hand over yours. how could she handle the situation?

“she’s so fancy!” you overheared some girls in the cafeteria drooling over the way that momo seated.

“i can’t believe this is her whole house” jirou exclaimed cheerfully when you visited her to study form an exam.

“an intelligent girl is always a classy girl” you listened kirishima while he looked stunned the way yaoyorozu handled, not only professional but also gracefully, a mistaken order at the cafeteria.

you always admired the way she was because of her origin, not in a bad way but you were obviously impressed, and if you were honest with yourself, sometimes it made you feel small.

but until now you never thought about this new insecurity, one that came up with the fact that todoroki and momo would actually look great together.

you tried to take those thoughts away, but your dear classmates were not helping at all.

the rambling of momo being a super match to shouto was getting louder and louder every second to you.

“think about it!”

“so when is the first date happening uh todoroki” kaminari still teased.

“but” midoriya interrupted “you know uhm wouldn’t it matter the way todoroki-kun actually feels about momo”

you stared at him.

but you finally had it when you spotted a slight red tint on todoroki’s face.

he was blushing.

“uh..” todoroki’s face was absolutely fuzzy. what could he say?

“i have to go” you announced way more loud than you expected, with a broken voice only two people were able to decipher.

bakugou took over a glance to you, knowing well what was going to happen next, with a tired groan he yelled. “well done idiots”

you ran out of the common room and took the elevator to go you your room.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“be careful” a voice said over your shoulder while grabbing your back before you touched the ground.

you looked above just to find a pair of beautiful heterochromatic eyes. and also a half red and half white hair type of thing. you were embarrassed that being your first day at school you were already tripping with everything. but fortunately he catched you right before something disastrous happened.

“come on, on the first day? if you have something to tell me god do it right now!” you remembered saying yo the sky. “that was weird, i’m sorry, (l/n) (y/n), sorry for bothering you but thanks for saving me” you laughed.

“do you think god would take my complaints along with yours?” he asked serious, was that his way of making a joke? “todoroki shouto” you smiled.

-

“DON’T GIVE UP!” you remembered yelling from the bleachers at the sports festival “YOU OWE US!”

todorki heard you from above during his fight with bakugou. he saw you there, almost crying and although he did not understand why were you so invested on it, that gave him the extra strength to stand up to bakugou at least for a little more minutes.

-

“did you know that seahorses once they find their mate they keep it for life?” you randomly said one day while eating lunch with him. currently doing some extra work so you could be ar least on top 10 of your class “how romantic is that, right todoroki-kun?”

he glanced at you, confused but still admiring. you knew so many things that it was actually impressive to him. he didn’t know why but that day, his heart skipped a bit.

-

if i was a rich girl, na na na na na na na na na na na, see i’d have all the money in the world if i was a wealthy girl.

“if i was a rich girl”, yeah gwen stefani said that too you thought.

the song may seem stupid but your current mood made you put in on speaker.

if i was a rich girl i’d sure have a chance you thought too

“so i guess i do have a crush on him huh” you admitted to yourself.

“about time you made it, idiot” you heard bakugou say “was it hard playing dumb all this time? i mean it’s in your blood”

he was standing at your door arms crossed with that awfully big brother look on his face. you rolled your eyes.

“is it hard messing around being a dickhead? i mean it’s in your blood”

“well you shouldn’t be using that language in front of your lover boy” he said.

“what the fuck are you talking about-”

your body stopped working when he pulled out todoroki out of the wall letting him come out at sight.

the icyhot boy had his hands in his pockets giving that gorgeous look. you blushed, how could he do nothing and still look good?

“why are you feeling this way?” he abruptly asked.

“todoroki-kun?...”

“i’m not dumb, whenever she’s around you act so self conscious” he began “what’s worse is that i see you working so hard everyday but you are so blind that you don’t see what i see”

if anybody could hear the conversation, they would actually say that he was being rude, but you knew him he was just expressing his feelings, weird way tho.

“is it about the money? believe me, yaoyorozu is an incredible girl but you don’t have to compare yourself because how different she is to you in terms of money” your eyes were widened.

why was he talking so much all of a sudden?

“you don’t understand todo...”

“i know what it feels to mad, and seeing you this way it just does it to me over and over again. because everyone has their own opinion on perfect, but to me, you are that definition”

your heart froze at that last thing, his expression was so serious that if you weren’t listening carefully you would have thought that he was mad at you for any other reason. but that’s why you liked him so miches, deep down you understood shouto more than anyone else”

so you didn’t know any other answer that hug him in gratitude.

he was shocked, he never received some kind of display of pure love affection before.

but something in the way you did made him feel better. almost as if your hugs were some magical potion to the answer of everything he needed.

he felt so warm with you between his arms that he didn’t mind staying like this for a couple more minutes.

“wanna go out sometime?” your typical you started coming back again.

the confident and smart girl he learned to care about.

a soft smile crossed his face.

“anytime you want”

and so you thought, you did not have anything to worry about anymore.