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My Everything - Part Nine

A Take it Slow Sequel

What happens with Harry and Y/N after he proposes? How will the two navigate the engaged life while also continuing to juggle their jobs, friends, and families? Let’s find out.

Warnings: Fluff and Smut! Get your tissues for all the feels!

a/n: not proofread fam, I didn’t have the strength. This is 8900k.

Masterpost

Your bachelorette party was at a nice Air BnB up north. You wanted a simple, secluded weekend with your friends. It was just you, Rachel, and Sarah.

“Okay, so what are you most excited for, like, to be married?” Sarah asks. You were all sitting on a floor of blankets and pillows.

“To be able to call him my husband. Like he’s been my partner in life for almost three years now, but once it’s legal, no one can dispute it.”

“How soon after you get married do you think you’ll start trying for a baby?” Rachel asks. It was the question a lot of people had been asking you.

“Literally, the honeymoon.” You chuckle. “I swear he’s been counting down the days to not have to use condoms anymore.” You roll your eyes. “He acts like he still hasn’t stuck it in without one. I know it’s not as often, but still.”

“You know how guys are.” Sarah says. “They wanna feel every bit of it. You must be excited for the honeymoon though. Disney plus going to a little beach house?”

“I’m beyond ready!” You squeal. “I haven’t been to Disney World since I was like four.”

“We went on a family trip when I was in high school.” Rachel says. “It was so much fun. The food is like the best part, I swear. And the dole whips??? Holy shit.”

“I know! Harry and I have been watching a ton of videos on YouTube to prepare. We’re staying at the Port Orleans resort, we had seen that less kids stay there so it’s a little quieter. We watched a video of someone walking through the resort, it was so cool. We get to choose our fast passes soon, and all of our dinners have been reserved. It’s really cool.”

“Are you getting those bracelets?” Sarah asks.

“The arm band things? Yeah, they’re gonna come in the mail soon I think. Harry got a pink one, and mine’s blue.” You giggle.

“What do you think the beach house portion of your honeymoon is going to be like?” Rach asks.

“I have a feeling we won’t be leaving the bedroom much there. I truly think his main goal is to get me pregnant.”

“And he won’t try to do that in Disney?” Sarah asks.

“He might…think of Disney as like foreplay. It’s going to be really romantic and fun while we’re there, but he’s really going to give it to me at the beach house.”

“Do you think you guys like won’t have sex before the wedding just to build it up?”

“We may not have a choice. I was looking at my period tracker, and I’m supposed to get it like legit a week before the wedding. I know he doesn’t care, but I do. Besides, he mum and sister are going to be staying with us, so that’s a cockblock right there. We’re going to be busy running around getting last minute things together. We won’t have time for it.”

“That’s the biggest load of garbage I’ve ever heard of!” Sarah laughs. “The two of you have been like rabbits since you met. Niall and I have sex like once a week, maybe even every ten days. I feel like you and Harry fuck every night.”

“We do not! Maybe like twice a week.”

“If you’re not fucking you’re doing something else.”

“Is that a bad thing? Why do you and Niall only do it once a week?”

“I don’t know.” She shrugs. “Just sort of how things fell into place. I’m not complaining, that’s plenty of sex for me. Although, if it were up to him we’d probably do it every night. I’m just not always in the mood, you know?”

“Me either.” Rachel says. “Like, sometimes when I go to bed, that’s all I wanna do. I’m not looking for any funny business.”

“I think that just happens when you live with someone for a while.” You say. “Before Harry and I lived together-“

“Don’t even start. You two were living together before you were even living together.” Sarah giggles.

“All I was going to say was that when you don’t live with someone you probably can’t wait to jump their bones because you haven’t seen them in a while. Once you do live with someone and the option’s always there it probably gets less exciting. I love having sex with Harry, but I’m not always in the mood, and neither is he. We’re both happy to just cuddle.”

“Yeah, but you two are one of those touchy couples that likes cuddling all the time. Sometimes if I’m on the couch just chilling, like, I may not even want to be touched.” Sarah explains.

“I think we can all just agree that we are all in very different relationships and that’s okay.” Rachel says. “We’re all happy, right?” You and Sarah agree. “Alright then.” She shrugs. “Nothing more to it than that. I’m glad you ended up with a guy that likes to kiss and touch you in public, Y/N. Everyone around you can feel the love.”

“Y/N…I don’t wanna be a Debbie Downer, but remember how much trouble Kate had when she thought her and Kev were gonna get pregnant right away?” Saray says.

“I know…” You sigh. “I’ve thought about that. I mean, it could easily not happen on our honeymoon, and I think that’s okay. If anything, it’ll just be the start of things, you know? It’ll happen when it’s supposed to happen.”

While you were having a peaceful weekend away with your friends, Harry had taken a little road trip to Mohegan Sun to do some gambling with Niall and Louis, yes, Louis flew in for the bachelor party. Harry had other friends he knew would have fun, but he also just wanted to do something sort of small with his friends.

The three of them enjoyed the bit of gambling they got to do, and the outrageous amount of alcohol they got to consume. Harry hadn’t drank much since you started your pills those couple of years ago, so he took full advantage of not having to worry about you.

The three went to some nightclub in the area to cut loose a bit. Harry usually didn’t like dancing like this if you weren’t there, but he was so beyond gone he didn’t really care. He was having a good time with his friends.

A group of girls had noticed them and kept coming closer and closer until they finally bumped into them.

“Do you guys wanna dance?” One of them says.

“Married.” Niall points to Louis. “Engaged.” He points to Harry. “In a fully committed relationship.” He points to himself.

“Sorry ladies, this is actually his bachelor party.” Louis tells the girls who were all frowning.

“S’not like he’s wearing a ring yet, right?” One of the girls says a little too cheekily for Harry’s liking.

“Right.” He scoffs. “As if I’d cheat on my fiancé with any of you.” He looks them all up and down. “Find some other idiots to pester, we’re here to have fun.”

He walks away from the group and goes towards the bar to grab some water. Louis and Niall follow him.

“Yeh could’ve sad that a bit nicer mate, they’re probably just drunk.” Louis says to him.

“I don’t care. I’m twenty-eight years old, do these girls think it would be so fucking easy to get into my pants?” He rolls his eyes. “M’too old for that shit.”

“What did you think was gonna happen when you wanted to come to a club?” Niall laughs. “We’re pretty good lookin’, in case yeh forgot.” He jokes.

“M’just sayin’, it’s annoying.” He sighs. “Do you think they’re all havin’ fun on their trip? Maybe I should call her, make sure they’re alright all alone.” Harry takes his phone out of his pocket, but Louis snatches it.

“She wouldn’t even be able to hear you in here, I’m sure they’re fine.”

“But I miss her.” He pouts. “Give me my phone!”

“You’re supposed to miss her.” Louis laughs. “You’ll see her tomorrow night.”

“Don’t care, gimme my phone.” He snatches it back and walks towards the men’s room where he knew it would be quiet. The boys follow him. He taps his phone to FaceTime you.

“What the…Harry’s FaceTiming me.” You show the girls.

“Answer it! It’s super late, I bet he’s drunk.” Rachel giggles.

You shrug and answer.

“Hello?”

“Hey! There’s my pretty girl.” He beams. There’s a slight slur to his words. You can faintly see Niall and Louis in the background.

“Are you in a bathroom?”

“Mhm.”

“Why?”

“So it wouldn’t be too loud to talk to yeh.”

“Where are you?”

“At some club near the casino. Some girls tried to pick us up, but don’t worry baby, we got rid of ‘em. I wouldn’t let anything happen.” You look at your friends who were trying really hard not to laugh.

“Just play along.” Sarah whispers. You look back at Harry.

“Oh good, I didn’t think you would, Harry.”

“I mean really, the nerve.” He scoffs. “You know what she said to me?”

“What did she say?”

“She said it’s not like I’ve got a ring on yet. Can you believe tha’?”

“Harry, I think your friends are waiting for you.” He looks behind himself and sees Niall and Louis about ready to drag him out of the bathroom.

“But I miss you…”

“I miss you too, but you’ll see me tomorrow night. It’s only been a couple of days.”

“I know, but I haven’t been able to sleep.”

“That’s fuckin’ lie and you know it!” Louis says. “If you don’t hang up that phone, I’m gonna tell your little fiancé about whose bed you’ve been sleepin’ in.”

The girls start laughing, and so do you.

“Seems like you already did.” Harry punches Louis in the arm.

“He’s right Harry, go enjoy the rest of your night.”

“I’d rather enjoy your tight cu-“

“Harry!” You blush. “Please…Niall, take his phone from him!”

“Can do!”

You hear rumbling and then the screen goes dark.

“Jesus, I’m so sorry.” You pinch your nose.

“No, it was cute.” Rachel assures you. “It’s sweet he misses you.”

“He’s certainly your first baby, that’s no mistake of that.” Sarah laughs.

“Between him and Buster, I’m gonna be a pro by the time I have an actual baby.”

Having Anne and Gemma in your home was less stressful than you thought it would be. They could watch Buster if you needed to run out and take care of something quickly. The wedding was only a few days away now, and you’d be going down early for the rehearsal dinner.

“So what’s the plan exactly, are you and Harry having separate rooms the night before the wedding, or did you say nuts to that?” Gemma asks you one morning.

“We have separate rooms, and then we have the honeymoon suite the night of. It’s really nice. We got to tour it when we first went to the inn. I have a room with the girls, and I’m pretty sure Harry is staying with Niall.”

“That’s sweet of you all to do that. He’s very excited.” She blinks away a few tears. “I can’t believe my little brother is going to be someone’s husband, it’s wild to think about. You sure you’re okay with havin’ another sister?”

“Aw, Gem.” You give her a little hug. “Lily, my brother’s wife, is the best sister in law, and I get along way better with her than I do my actual sisters. I’m very much looking forward to having another sister in law.”

“Good, it’ll be nice for me to have one too. I cannot wait to see your reaction to all of our suits when you walk down the aisle.”

“You’re wearing one too?”

“Mhm, I wanted to look the part. I’m pretty sure all the girls in Harry’s party opted for the suits, they were too pretty. Not that your bridesmaids dresses aren’t pretty. It was nice to have the option.”

“Suits are way more comfortable anyways.” You shrug. “I’m not offended in the slightest.”

Later that afternoon you make sure everything’s all packed up so you can head down to the inn. Harry drives your car with you, and gives the keys to his own car to Anne and Gemma. He wanted to just have time in the car with you and Buster before you’d be separated for the night.

“Tomorrow at 3PM, can you believe it?” He says to you as he grips your hand a little tighter.

“Was it worth the wait, baby?”

“Do you mean the nearly two years of planning the damn thing, or my entire life? Because either way, yeah, it was worth it.” He gives your knuckles a kiss. “What about you?”

“Same goes for me, either way, worth it.”

“You’re like calmest bride I’ve ever seen.”

“Harry, we’ve had so much of this planned, everything’s in place. Now all we have to do is get through this rehearsal, and the dinner. Tomorrow is going to be so much fun. I’m getting mani/pedi’s at the spa with all the girls, then we’re going to have our makeup and hair done. It’s all going to be great.” You look down at his nails peach colored nails. “I see you got yours done this morning.”

“Mhm, and don’t let the color fool you, it may not even match the suit.”

“I didn’t think it would.” You laugh. “It looks nice though. I love when you do the peach color.”

“I know you do.” He grins. “So, how do you think tonight’s gonna go?”

“I feel like I’m already going to tear up watching your mom walk you up to the gazeebo.”

“You better not cry already because then I’ll start crying, and you know how that goes.” You both laugh. “You know you still haven’t told me if you plan to take my name or not. The DJ’s going to announce us Mr. and Mrs. Styles…”

“I don’t know what I wanna do yet. I have time to decide, it’s just a matter of going to town hall to legally change my name. The process is just annoying. I’ll need a new passport, social security card, and then I’ll have to fight with IT at work to get my email, changed… guess in the grand scheme it’s not a big deal.” You sigh. “I also feel like I’m giving up part of my identity…I suppose I could hyphenate, but I’d still have to change everything.” You look at him for a moment. “Would it bother you a lot if I legally didn’t change it? I don’t mind people referring to me as Mrs. Styles, I won’t correct them…”

“I get where you’re comin’ from. I suppose if the shoe was on the other foot I wouldn’t wanna go through all the trouble either.”

“It’s not really anything personal either, I love your name.”

“I understand the identity thing too. It’s a lot to ask of someone. A lot of people don’t change their name nowadays. I guess I was just wondering out of curiosity.”

“Who knows, I may wake up one day be like yeah I wanna change my name.” You shrug. “Our kids will have your name.” You smile.

“God, I can’t wait to start makin’ babies with you.” His hand leans yours and slides over your stomach. “Just wait until I get in there, you’re not gonna know what hit you.”

“Harry, Jesus.” You pinch the bridge of your nose.

“I think I’m just excited we won’t be using condoms for a while.” He chuckles and moves his hand to your thigh. “You’re sure you feel ready for all that?”

“Yeah, definitely. Three years ago I wasn’t ready, but I’m almost twenty-seven, I’m ready. I want everything with you, babe.”

Harry was reluctant to leave you at your room with the girls when you got to the inn, but Louis and Niall were able to pry him away. Around 5PM everyone involved in the rehearsal showed up outside. It was odd practicing the very thing you’d be doing for real the next day. Your cantor stood next to Niall and went over what blessings he’d be reciting, and you tell him you’ll be the one stepping on the glass.

Once it’s all done, you all go inside to the restaurant of the inn to eat a nice dinner. Harry’s friends and yours were getting to know each other, which was really nice to see. Your parents were sitting at different tables so things seemed stable at the moment.

Both of your parents make a small toast, as does Anne. Once the dinner is over you realize you and Harry won’t be seeing each other again until tomorrow afternoon. He pulls you aside briefly while people are still mingling.

“Hey.” He says, cupping your cheeks.

“Hi.” You wrap your arms around his waist.

“I feel like a baby for sayin’ this, but I’m gonna miss you tonight.”

“Don’t feel that way, I’m gonna miss you too. Think of how nice it’ll be when we finally see each other tomorrow, though.”

“I know, I can’t wait to see you walk down the aisle in your pretty dress.” He presses his forehead to yours. “I think I’m gonna grab some drinks with the guys tonight. Is that alright?”

“Of course! You didn’t get to do the bachelor party stuff with all of them, please, go. Just invite my brother, dad, and brother in law, please.”

“I can do tha’.”

“And don’t FaceTime me when you get too drunk. I don’t need my family hearing you become vulgar with me.” You giggle.

“Oi, I resent that.”

“Y/N!” Sarah calls for you. “It’s time, girly. Say goodnight.” She smiles. You turn to look at Harry again and give him a good kiss.

“Time for what?”

“Oh, I know you didn’t think you’d be the only one having fun tonight. We’re having a party in our room for all the girls. Have fun with the guys.” You kiss him again before walking away.

A few hours later, and Harry was ready to call you, or text you, or something. He wasn’t even that drunk, he just hated the thought of sleeping by himself. Even though he was sharing a room with Niall, he’d still be left to snuggle alone. Buster was staying in your room with you. Louis had made sure to take Harry’s phone the second they got to the bar because he knew he wouldn’t be able to stay away from you.

“I just wanna text her.”

“Why?” Louis crosses his arms.

“I wanna see if it’s okay to come give her a goodnight kiss when we get back.”

“What if she’s asleep?”

“She’s havin’ a party of her own.” Harry gets frustrated and tries to find someone that’ll help.

He knew Niall wouldn’t be helpful in the same way Louis wasn’t. He finds Seth with Isaac.

“Bingo.” He says to himself and darts over to them. “Seth, can I borrow your phone. Lou won’t give me mine, and it’s an emergency.”

“Um.”

“Don’t listen to him!” Niall says. “He’s trying to call Y/N.”

“Harry, you can’t go one night without talking to her?” Isaac asks, half laughing.

“I think it’s sweet.” Seth says, pulling out his phone. “I’ll call her.” He grins. He finds your contact and taps to call you.

“Give me the phone.”

“Nope, I’ll talk to her…hey Y/N!”

“Hi! Is everything, shhh everyone I’m on the phone, sorry.” You giggle. “Is everything okay?”

“Oh sure, everything’s fine. Harry just had a question.”

“Okay…what is it?” Seth presses the phone to his chest.

“What’s your question?”

“Ask her if I can come give her a goodnight kiss later.” Seth makes a face like he’s about to cry because of how sweet Harry was.

“He wants to know if he can give you a goodnight kiss when we get back.” Seth hears you chatting with everyone in the room.

“I’ll allow it. Just have someone text me when you guys are on your way.”

“Can do.” He hangs up the phone. “You’ve been granted your kiss.”

“I don’t understand why I couldn’t have just asked her.” He rolls his eyes.

“Because yeh would’ve spent the rest of the night babblin’ on.” Niall says. “Now, can we go back to drinkin’?”

Around 11:30PM, everyone decided it would be best not to stay out late, so the guys head back to the inn. It was just you, Rachel, and Sarah in your room now. There was a knock on the door and you all giggle. You tie up your robe, and look through the peep hole to see Harry, Niall, and Louis in the hall. You open the door and slip out.

“If you two wanna wait inside while we say goodnight…” You gesture to the door, Niall and Louis moving to go inside. “You know you can just snuggle with Louis tonight if you miss me.” You laugh.

“No, he’s got a room with his own wife and child, remember?” He scoffs.

“So snuggle with Niall.”

“But I wanna snuggle with you, you’re so cute.” He grabs your hands and intertwines your fingers.

“You can snuggle me all you want tomorrow night.” You whisper.

“I’ll be doin’ a lot more than that.” He grins.

“You came here for a kiss, so let’s kiss.”

He leans down, and you can’t but smile as his nose brushes yours. His lips meet yours and you taste the beer he was surely drinking. His tongue peeks out to swipe across your bottom lip. You open up for him slightly. As he licks into you he pushes you up against the wall next to the door.

“Oop, we better get out there before he carries her off to our room.” Niall kisses Sarah quick before Louis opens the door. The second his does you push Harry off of you. “Alright, enough of that. You got your kiss.”

“You two are kill joys. Why’s it so wrong to be in love?”

“It’s not, mate.” Louis chuckles. “But it’s time to go to sleep. You two have the rest of your lives to love on each other.”

“Night, baby.” Harry pouts.

“Goodnight, I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You wave them off and go back into the room.

“Nice kiss?” Rachel asks.

“A very nice kiss.” You smile and get back on the bed with Buster. “I’m gonna be his wife tomorrow, I can’t believe I got this lucky.” You all giggle and squeal.

Somehow you and Harry were both able to get a goodnight’s sleep. You eat a quick breakfast and head down to the spa to meet everyone to get your nails done. Eleanor has a funny look on her face when she comes over to you.

“Everything okay?”

“Oh sure.” She chuckles. She adjusts Eliza May on her hip. “My hubby just got a booty call around 2AM last night.”

“You’re kidding!” You gasp.

“Seems as though his ass was the next best option to yours.” She sits down in the pedicure chair next to yours and cradles her little girl. “Lou’s thirty years old, I swear to god they act like teenagers around each other all the time.”

“It’s sweet though.”

“It is. I suppose it’s nice to see them breaking down toxic masculinity from the inside out.” She laughs.

“Harry’s a very cuddly sleeper, I should have let Buster go with him last night, but we were afraid he’d cry for me.”

“Like father like son.” She jokes. “Where’s the little guy now?”

“My brother picked him up the morning, he’s to stay with them for now.”

“Miss, what color for your toes?”

“Peach, pastel peach, please.”

Once your nails are done you all make your way over to the bridal suite. You were getting anxious. You wished you could just call Harry, even to hear his voice.

“I just need to pee before we get into the hair and makeup.” You say and go into the bathroom. You lock the door and turn the fan on. You call him. He answers on the second ring.

“Hello?”

“Hi, honey.”

“Y’alright?”

“Mhm, just wanted to hear your voice.”

“You’re cute.”

“Can’t wait to see you in a little while.”

“Me too, I miss you. Missed yeh last night.”

“I heard you found a replacement.”

“I couldn’t help it. It was either that or break into your room.”

“You definitely did the right thing.” You giggle. “How’s everything on your end?”

“Pretty chill so far. My sister’s gettin’ her hair together, so is my mum. Think your dad’s more nervous than I am.” He chuckles. “Must be weird givin’ his youngest away.”

“But at least he knows I’ll be in good hands.”

“Oh, at the least.” You both laugh. “Uh, actually, she called me, so fuck off. Sorry, Mitch is givin’ me a tough time. Did you know what I’m clingy?”

“You?!” You fake gasp. “This is the first I’m hearing of it.” You both laugh. “I better go, they probably think I have like diarrhea or something.”

“Thanks, babe.”

“Sorry.” You laugh. “But seriously, I better go. I love you, I’ll see you soon.”

“I love you too.”

You hang up and go back out to everyone. You sit down in the chair so your mom can start doing your hair.

“Alright, so we’re pulling some of it up, and leaving the rest down, and you want to have bouncy kind of waves on the bottom?”

“Mhm. And remember to leave some pieces out on the top and make them look wavy, like how we practiced.”

“You got it.”

Once your hair was done, Rachel started doing your makeup. You made sure just to wear a zip up sweatshirt so you wouldn’t have to worry about lifting anything over your head when it came time to put your dress on.

You had picked out this beautiful grey for the bridesmaids dresses, and you told the girls as long as it was that color they could pick out whatever dress was most comfortable for them.

“You ready to put your dress on?” Erica asks.

“Yeah, um, Rachel and Sarah were going to help me get into it I think.” You didn’t want to risk your family seeing your nipple piercings.

Nannie comes over with the dress bag, and she unzips it to show you something.

“I had a slight alteration made, I hope you don’t mind.” Inside the dress, where your right breast would sit, was a blue t-shirt material sewed into the shape of a heart. “It was one of Papa’s shirts. I did the same thing for Erica. Now a piece of him will be with you all day.”

“Oh, Nannie.” You hug her and try to cry since your makeup was just done. “Thank you.”

Rachel and Sarah go into the bathroom with you to get you into your dress.

“You both look so pretty.” You say to them. “Great choices.”

“Your sisters looks nice too, and I love the one Eleanor picked out for herself.” Sarah says.

“It’s nice that everyone listened to me for a change.” You laugh.

“Alright, step into it.” Rachel says.

You step into the dress and put your arms through holes. The girls help button up the back. Rachel grabs your veil and puts it on you. They both step back to look at you.

“Holy shit.” Rachel says. “You’re a bride.”

“You look so beautiful, Harry’s going to lose his mind.”

“Really?” You turn around to look at yourself in the mirror. “Oh my god.” You whisper. “This really was the perfect dress, huh?” You giggle with them and leave the bathroom.

Everyone tells you how beautiful you look. Next up was for you to take all of the bridal photos. You wanted to get a good chunk of this done before the weddings so that the pictures afterwards wouldn’t take too long. Harry and the groomsmen should have already taken their pictures together, and he should have pictures with his mum and sister.

It was a beautiful day out, thank God. Mariah gasped when she saw all of you walk out. Rachel blew her a little kiss. You had a small bouquet of sunflowers and baby’s breath in your hands. She snapped a ton of pictures of you, the wedding party, you with your sisters, you with your mom, and you with Nannie, basically every combination of photo. It took over an hour.

“Okay, now we just need to go back in and wait.” You tell them. You take a deep breath as you walk back to the bridal suite. You just wanted to see Harry.

Guests were starting to arrive. Family, friends, you name it. Harry had invited a ton of his past clients that he was close with. Some of the ladies from work came as well. You were all waiting in a hall way. Niall was first to go out, and he wanted to see you beforehand.

“Hey.” You beam at him.

“Oh my god, you look stunning.”

“So do you.” You look his suit up and down. It was a solid baby blue. He had a floral pocket square. “It’s simple, I like it.”

“Just you wait until you see everyone else’s. We did something really cool.” He winks at you and makes his way down the aisle to the gazeebo.

He stands with your cantor just as they did during the rehearsal. Music starts to play. You smile at your brother who is about to walk your Nannie and mother down the aisle. You see all of the groomsmen walking towards you, lead my Louis, to line up with your bridesmaids. They each had a solid colored suit on, but each color was different. You were thoroughly confused, but you loved the concept. You wondered if each color was inside the suit Harry would be wearing.

“You all look wonderful.” You whisper as they line up. You look up at your dad and smile. “Almost our turn.”

Louis and Rachel walk out first, hooking their arms together. Then was Gemma and Sarah, Isaac and Eleanor, Mitch and Erica, and Sarah and Bridget. It all worked out perfectly. As they were making their way down, you see Lily walking up with Michael.

“He’s very excited.” She had Buster’s leash in her other hand. “I’m honored that I get to walk the dog.” She giggles.

“Thanks for doing it. Michael, you’re going to be the best flower boy ever.”

While all of this is happening, Anne walks up to the gazeebo with Harry. They hug and kiss before she goes to sit down. His suit was gorgeous. It was an interesting floral pattern, and it did have all of the colors each groomsmen was wearing. Lily walks Buster down the aisle as Michael walks down putting out flower petals. It was really very cute. Harry bends down and takes the rings from Buster’s collar, and hands them to Niall. He takes a deep breath. He knew Mariah and all of her helpers were getting great pictures, and every moment the two of you wanted would be captured. He looks over to where you’d be coming out next.

“Ready, honey?” Your dad says to you as he hooks his arm around yours.

“Mhm.” You smile.

The music changes, and everyone stands up to watch for you. Your eyes widen the second they fall on Harry. He looked incredible, beyond incredible. You were happy he kept his suit a secret. It was so very him. He immediately started crying when he saw you. He thought you were the most beautiful, breathtaking thing in the world. You both smile and laugh as your dad continues to walk you down the aisle. Harry steps forward to lift your veil, and you both beam at each other. He looks at your dad and then to you. You give your dad a hug before he goes to sit down, and you take Harry’s hand as you step towards the gazeebo. Niall wipes a few tears away himself before beginning.

“You both good?” He asks, making the two of you laugh. He hands Harry a tissue.

“She looks good, doesn’t she?” Harry jokes.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re both a work of art, okay? Let’s get this started.” You both laugh again. Neither of you knew what Niall was going to say, but it still had to wait. “Cantor?”

Your cantor says the few prayers you wanted him to. You and harry were facing each other, holding hands. You had told him what the prayers meant and why they were important to you. Once your cantor was done, it was Niall’s turn to speak.

“Love is a really weird thing. I honestly wasn’t sure what it was until I saw these two progress together. There are good times and bad, but the good always outweighs it. I’m not sure what it was, but I saw two people who I was very close with, living these separate lives, when I just had this feeling that they should be together. So, you two are more than welcome.” You hear people laughing. “Every relationship is different, and I think that’s the beautiful thing about love. It’s growing with some, and just becoming comfortable with how your lives are molding together. You two were pretty comfortable with that early on, how soon was it when you moved in? Four, five months?” You swat an arm at him. “None of us even thought to question you on it. There’s a gravitational pull between the two of you, there’s no denying that. Y/N, when Harry told me he was bringing you to meet his mum and sister that first Christmas you two were together, I knew he was going to marry you. I saw it all very early on. We went on a camping trip and he confessed to us that you were his soulmate.” You look at Harry. You couldn’t tell if he wanted to smack Niall or not, but he looked at you and nodded. “Basically, no one was going to get in his way on this. I had never heard my brutish friend speak so highly of a lady in his life before. And you. You had a new light in your life again. You came back into yourself. Needless to say, you make each other whole.” He clears his throat. “Now then, they happy couple would like to exchange their own vows before we get on with the rings.”

“Y/N.” Harry says after taking a deep breath. “In my wildest dreams I never thought I’d be standing here, marrying someone like you. From the very beginning I knew this was destined to be forever. There’s just no way I’d ever be able to let you go. I promise you that going forward, I’m never letting you go. I want every day with you, even if every day isn’t perfect.” His hands were shaking in yours. “I’ll be your partner no matter what. I know we can get through anything as long as we’re getting through it together. You’re my everything, always.”

“Harry.” Your voice nearly cracks and then you giggle. “When we met, I didn’t realize how much work I really needed to do on myself. You were so patient and understanding with so many things. I’ll forever be grateful for that. You allowed me to have that room to grow, and not everyone gets that kind of patience. I always want to give that to you in return. I feel like I’ve been able to become who I’m supposed to be because of you. I promise to always be your partner no matter what. Through the good and bad, through thick and thin, you’re my everything, always.”

“Alright, I’ve got these rings here.” Niall hands you each one. You slide them on each other’s fingers. “M’not even gonna ask if there’s anyone here that doesn’t think these two should be wed because you’re crazy if yeh don’t.” You both laugh. “By the power vested in me, and the state of Massachusetts, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride!”

You step on the glass under the small cloth just as Harry grips your waist to pull you in for a kiss. It felt so good to have his lips on yours again, even if it was brief. Everyone was cheering for you. You walk back down the aisle together, and the wedding party follows. Harry gets his lips on yours again the second you’re away from the crowd. You were down at the private area where more photos could be taken.

“You’re my wife!”

“You’re my husband!”

“Technically you both got married when you signed the marriage license last night.” Niall says.

“Shut up.” You hug him. “What you said was so beautiful, thank you.”

Mariah takes every picture possible. A ton of you and Harry, more of the wedding party, family photos, literally, every picture possible. Once all of that is done you and Harry go inside to wait for the receiving line to begin. You both knew you’d be jumping around to different tables, but you also wanted to enjoy your reception. The receiving line was an easy way to make sure you actually say everyone. It takes a little while to get through everyone, but you were happy you did it.

The DJ starts announcing the wedding party. You hold Harry’s hand when it’s your turn.

“And now, for the first time ever, Mr. and Mrs. Styles!”

You both come in and everyone cheers for you. Your song starts to play, You Make Me So Very Happy, and you dance with Harry. You were so impressed with him. The two of you had gone to get dance lessons together to make sure everything looked nice. He was the one that suggested it. He twirls you around a few times, and the two of you just have fun during your dance. Next up was Harry’s dance with Anne. You beamed as you watched them together. Her eyes were glossy, and she was radiating pride. You danced with your dad next. It was a really nice moment for the two of you.

Once all of that was out of the way, you and Harry were able to sit at your lone table to enjoy some salad for your first course. You had decided to have a plated meal instead of the buffet. It cost a little extra, but you thought it was worth it, and Harry wasn’t going to fight you on it. His business was booming and you had gotten another small pay bump, so you put it to good use. You guzzle down some water, you were so thirsty. Dancing was sweaty work. You also knew this would be the time where some of the speeches would start. Glasses started clinking as Louis stood up to give his speech.

“Right, so, Niall got to do all the sappy stuff before, thanks for gettin’ that out of the way, mate.” Harry sits back in his chair and crosses his arms. His grin forming. Louis loved when he had a microphone to speak into. Harry had given a really good speech at Louis’ wedding, so he had been waiting for this moment. “Harry’s been my mate and brother for what? Like, ten years? Has it been that long? We’re gettin’ old, lad.” Everyone in the room laughs. “Now, I’ve seen Harry through some ups and some downs. I’ve seen him at his worst and I’ve seen him at his best. I’ve seen him take his shirt off his back for someone, and I’ve also seen him absolutely pissed with his head in the toilet. He was there for me when both of my kids were born, hell, he held Eleanor’s other hand when Eliza May was born. I had to grow up pretty fast, and as much I loved Harry, I was sort of wonderin’ when he was gonna grow up, find a nice girl of his own. I met the lovely Y/N at a Halloween party. These two came in dressed like Charlie Brown and Snoopy. Not only was this girl extremely polite, but she could throw a drink back.” Everyone laughs as your face flushes. “Needless to say, I could tell right off the bat that Harry was smitten. I was shocked when he told me he had a girlfriend, and I was even more shocked a month or so later when he told me he was in love. He’d send me pictures of the two of you all the time and tell me about these little things that you’d do. He really did think you were cute, I have the receipts to prove it. When you’re close with someone, all you want is for them to be truly happy. You make Harry happy, and that’s all I could ask. I wish the two of you a wonderful, long life together.” He raises his glass as does everyone else. Harry gives your hand a squeeze.

“That was pretty good.” He says to you.

“Mhm.” You smile. Rachel clinks her glass next and stands up.

“Sarah and I wrote this together, just so everyone knows.” The room laughs. “Y/N, we were eighteen when we met. Yikes, we’re getting old too. Even though we were friends, I didn’t really get to know you until we spent that semester in California together. That was when I realized how special you were. Sorry it took me a year and half.” You both smile at each other. “Like any other girl in college, Y/N went through some wild phases, but she always kept her priorities straight. Sometimes it was hard to related to her since Sarah and I were both becoming teachers and she was going into the world of business and marketing. If there was something she wanted, she got it. There were a few weeks Sarah and I hadn’t seen Y/N so we called her up and told her it was time to have a girl’s night, so we did. That was when we found out she was sort of seeing someone. This guy, Harry.” You can’t help but giggle. “So, this guy Harry FaceTimes her, not even calls or texts, he makes the boldest move of FaceTiming her while we’re out, and she convinces him and his friend Niall to come out and join us. We weren’t able to get to know Harry that well right away, but we could tell something special was there. It took me some time to warm up to Harry. Believe it or not, it’s not always love at first sight with him. We had a really nice heart to heart. I’ll never forget that. Our friend group merged into one, and I truly feel like I could lean on Harry for anything. You’re one of my best friends now too. There’s no one else I’d want to see Y/N with.” She raises her glass and everyone follows.

“I’d like to just say something.” Harry says. “Thank you all so much for coming and supporting us. I love this woman with my whole heart and it was great to be able to stand up and say all of that in front of you all today. Dinner’s about to be served, so we hope you all have fun celebrating with us tonight.”

Everyone clinks their glasses, which is the signal that they want you two to kiss, and you do so. Dinner was delicious, just like how you knew it would be. People were going back and forth to bar and mingling.

“Are you done, babe?” Harry asks.

“Mhm, yeah.”

“Now might be a good time to make some of the rounds before we do the cake and all that. I know once you hear a song you like you’ll be on the dancefloor all night.”

“You’re right.”

You both start making your way around the different tables to say hi to folks a little longer. One of the serves comes out with your cake. You two delicately serve it to each other. Now was not the time to make a mess. You kiss each other and you both smile at the lemony taste. Everyone loved the assorted cupcakes as well.

The music started to pick up and more people started gathering on the dancefloor. You got right out there with your friends and family. You and Harry had worked closely with the DJ to craft the perfect playlist. You take turns dancing with Louis and Niall, while Harry dances with Mariah, then Sarah, then Rachel. He dances with his other friend Sarah and Gemma, and even makes the rounds to both of your sisters. You have a nice dance with your brother as well. Eventually you two come back to each other for a much needed slow song. You had just finished the Cha Cha Slide and you were pooped.

“Having fun?” He smirks.

“Tons, you?”

“Loads.” He leans in to kiss you quick. “You really do make a beautiful bride. I hope you know this won’t be the only time you’ll be wearin’ this dress. I’ll probably ask you to wear it a ton.” He pulls you a little closer.

“Same could be said for this suit. It’s gorgeous, and I love how you had everyone wear a different color that falls in it.”

“Thanks, I thought it would be different and fun. Noticed you got your nails painted the same color as mine.”

“I couldn’t help it, I wanted to match. It was like you were there to hold my hand while you physically couldn’t be with me, you know?”

“God.” He presses his forehead to yours. “When can we go to our room?”

“Harry.” You swat an arm at his shoulder. “We have like three more hours, easily, until we can do that.”

He groans just as a faster song starts to play. You gasp and run over to your friends. It was Yeah by Usher, you were long gone. It was a really fun night. People slowly started to filter out. The girls said they would bring all the cards and gifts people brought up to the room you slept in last night. Your friends had helped out to get everything into the honeymoon suite that you’d need. Buster would be sleeping with Niall and Sarah tonight. You were so grateful.

“It was perfect.” Harry says as he walks hand in hand with you to the suite.

“Mhm.” You cling to his arm.

“Oh wait.” He hoists you up so he’s carrying you bridal style. “Okay, stick the key in.” You giggle and does as he says. He gets the door open and carries you in. “Okay, now, I think this means we’re officially married.” He jokes.

“I don’t think that happens until we consummate.” You yawn as he sets you down on the bed.

“You tired?”

“Yeah, you?”

“Mhm.”

“I think after some sleep it’ll be better.”

“Agreed. Let me help you with all those buttons and what not.”

You stand up as he unbuttons the back of your dress. You catch the top so it doesn’t fall to the floor. You gracefully step out of it and hang it back up.

“These are cute.” He says, pinching your bum which was covered with white lace.

“Thanks.” You giggle, and go into the bathroom to take all of your makeup off.

Harry gets out of his suit and uses the toilet after you. You both crawl into the comfy bed and settle in together. You rest your head on his chest, and the both of you just feel at peace.

“Missed yeh so much last night, baby.” He squeezes you.

“I missed you too. M’glad we’re together now.”

“Me too.” He kisses the top of your head and yawns.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to drift off. However, you woke up around 4AM feeling very well rested. You had both gone to bed completely naked. You roll over to see Harry on his back, fast asleep. His lips parted and light snores coming out. You shift under the blankets and reach for his dick. This was something he had given permission for you to do. You could wake him up like this any time you wanted. You stroke him and you feel him start to get hard in your hand. His eyes flutter open and he looks over at you.

“So early.” He says with that thick morning voice you loved so much.

“I know, I just really wanna fuck my husband, would that be alright?” You tug at him a little harder.

“Fuck.” He groans. “Yes.”

He reaches for your hips and he pulls you on top of him. You grind down on him and his head rolls back.

“Jesus, did you wake up wet like this?”

“I must’ve been thinking about this in my sleep.” You kiss on his neck gently. The two of you promised not to leave marks until you were on your honeymoon.

“I can’t wait to get my hand around your throat in just a couple of days. And then I’m suck little marks all over your body.”

“Harry, please.” You groan as you grind against him again.

“Do we need to use a condom?”

“I’d like to until we’re in Florida, is that okay?”

“Course. They’re in my bag.” He points to it and you get off him to go grab one. You rip the blankets away and tear the foil open. You roll it onto him for him. “Love it when you do that. Showin’ me who’s boss a little bit?” He smirks.

“As your wife I just know there are things I need to do to please my man, but sure.” You shrug. “I’ll be the boss.” You grin and straddle him.

You line his tip up with your center, and you slowly sink down on him. You both moan from the contact. It had been almost two weeks since you two had been intimate with everything going on and you had just gotten over your period two days ago. You both needed this.

“How are you still so tight after all this time?” He grunts as his fingers press bruises into your hips.

Instead of giving him a verbal answer, you lean down and suck his bottom lip into your mouth. You grind up and down on him. He thrusts up into you, getting in nice and deep.

“Fuck, Harry.” You groan against his neck.

His hands slide around to your ass to move you faster on him. Your chest was rubbing against his, and you snake a hand between the two of you to rub your clit.

“Y/N.” He moans, his head rolling back into the pillow.

“I’m so fucking close, oh my god.”

You press your forehead further into his shoulder as he thrusts faster into you. You bite down on his collar bone, and you end up coming at the same time. You rest on him while you both catch your breaths. He cups your cheeks to pull your face back to his. He kisses you, pressing his lips hard to yours.

“Okay, now we’re really married.” You both giggle as you pull off him.

“I’ll let you take care of that.”

“Oh, so you can roll it on, but you can’t take it off?” He smirks as he sits up.

“Nope, that’s your mess, my doll.”

You both clean yourselves up and get back into bed. You had a couple more hours before you needed to be up, after all. Harry spoons you, and you both drift back off.

Later that morning everyone cheers when you and Harry come down for brunch. You can’t help but giggle, and Buster comes running towards the two of you.

“I feel so bad, he’s not gonna see us for like…two weeks.” You pout as you pet him.

“He’ll be in good hands.” You both sit down with your friends.

“Yeah, he’ll be with us for a few days, and then with Rachel and Mariah, and then with Seth and Isaac.” Niall says. “Lots of family time.”

“When do you two leave for Florida?” Eleanor asks.

“Tomorrow morning.” You smile. “Our flight’s at like eight. You can check in on your phone so you can get your room a little ahead of time. And we’re doing that thing where we’re letting them take our bags so they’ll be in the room for us by the end of the day. And we’re taking the bus to the resort. They have it down to a science.”

“I feel like that would be a really fun friend group trip some time.” Sarah says.

“Please, these two are gonna start poppin’ kids out the second they can, it’ll be years until we can do that.” Niall jokes.

“Louis and El have kids, we’ll probably be next, maybe that just means you all need to catch up.” You smirk.

“I have plenty of kids at school.” Sarah puts her hands up. “But maybe Rachel could be next.” She giggles.

“Plenty of kids in homes that need adoption.” Rachel says as she smiles at Mariah.

“So with you two on vacation does that mean you won’t be pestering me for photos right away?” Mariah laughs.

“You better send us some or you’re fired.” Harry jokes and the whole table laughs.

You look up at him and smile; you never felt luckier.

For reference: Here is what I imagine Y/N’s dress looking like:

And here’s photographer!Harry’s suit:

#harry styles #my everything #take it slow sequel #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #harry styles y/n #harry styles fic #harry styles fanfic #harry styles smut #harry styles smut fic #harry styles fluff #harry styles fluff fic #harry styles imagine #tag if you reblog pls!!#hope you like!#so there's gonna be 14 parts total #ive just been having fun writing about their married life and i cant seem to stop #come hang out in my ask box!

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justsmilestuffhappens · 4 years

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@siriuslyjamie where feet may fall ( and fear surrounds me ) smartbuckley on AO3

This right now though. OMG.

Oh no. Buck doesn't have a kid to say bye to. Or so he and others thinks. We know!

Modeling! Modeling?

You tell him Eddie. You tell him!

He misses hearing you voice at night! Omg!

I miss you too buck fuck!

I've officially left my body

The fake smile buck plasters on is real when it comes to Christopher

I'm deceased y'all

Eddie grounding buck as he's thinking of the Bombing no!

Don't do anything stupid while I'm not watching your back okay?

Eddie I always care Diaz fuck!

They're back from Austin and oh no the parents are coming. Fuck!

Buck's triggered by explosives this is both ironic and deeply sad. No.

Shit he just revealed that he's seeing a therapist on accident

Buck called them but they never answer him any time. Fuck. I'm crying. You deserve better man.

Yeah Buck you've grown so much since you joined the 118 and left home buddy you did good!

I fell asleep I was so tired lol.

The parents are here. They're judging. Ugh. I hate it here.

The parents thinking buck freeloaders off of Chimney because he's comfortable there when he's practically family and now he's gonna be regardless of what they say or do I'm crying

Excuse you Buckley's telling Maddie off for leaving Doug then invalidating buck's trauma when you weren't ever around to see it his he nearly died and lived through an event filled with both pain and death surrounding him

Oh no fuck he just admitted he's in love with Eddie while talking about the Tsunami and Christopher OMG

They just found buck on the side of the road and they reveal he's adopted while arguing with him no that's why they're detached of him

Buck's running, it's his turn now, only he's, he needs time to think, to process, Oh, Maddie knew he was adopted but not that they didn't even want him ouch why

Gdi no buck staring in the mirror and thinking his birth mother didn't want him since he was just left to be found by the Buckley's buddy it may hurt but you are a wonderful guy my man and that's without the Buckleys help you did so much after you left home bud but Maddie loves you okay gdi

No one's ever wanted him everybody always leaves ouch but looks whose here now you've still got the station and the 118 and Eddie and Chris cough because they're both together with the others and an individual group

Punching the mirror no buck oh God he's stress baking Bobby would be startled and proud you've picking up his coping habits man

And Eddie's now just there watching buck at the punching bag looking fine as hell and here for him but not knowing God Chimney didn't tell him yet

Buck's crying in the locker room Eddie's sitting next to him and they never even wanted buck ouch

Eddie's hugging him now fuck I'm soft let this boy find peace it's okay buck Eddie's here for you man

Eddie kissing buck's head I'm dead

You tell him Eddie we're here for you I'm here for you buck hell yeah use your words bud good for you

Buck is trapped in the warehouse and falls into water triggering memories of his past holy shit

Modeling buck's modeling sounds about right totally possible

His arms in a cast fucking hell poor guy can't catch a break but you're alive buck and that's good you can heal and hopefully it's not too bad

What the fuck he's thinking about high school Oh no his parents didn't answer and what he's a teenager in the hospital alone!

Buck sending photos to Maddie of his travels like the post cards tho

Wtf someone tried to murder him or caused an accident and hurt buck because they were jealous of his parents owning company how ironic since they barely care

Oh buck 1.0 starts in South America while bartender huh

Buck's lover is an older man omg

No he was a married man and Buck didn't know he didn't mean to the guy cheated on his wife!

Buck's gonna be a seal now

Oh the old college house with buck's room mates from s1 he's starting his fire academy training

Buck feels guilty for taking up space in the hospital even though he's legit hurt my guy please stop and yes Eddie's here for you he's your best friend and he loves you

Did Eddie lie saying they're married please tell me he did that old trope alive and kicking yes!

Buck wakes and wants to confront his parents one last time before they leave OMG they're still here

Eddie freaked out at the thought of losing buck just the same as Buck did when he was buried

Oh fuck the Buckleys are alone in Chimney's place and Buck's gonna confront them alone with Eddie outside waiting I can't you can do this buddy get your closure man

You deserve so much buck like you deserve to be happy to man

Buck distancing himself by calling them by their first names

Yes buck use what you learned in therapy bro your techniques

He's not your Evan he's Buck! Say it right Phil and Marge !

Buck standing up to them

They put all that responsibility on Maddie who was barely 9 or 10

Buck tried pleasing them but it never worked they don't love him

I Have My Own Family! YES! 118

Buck left his toxic parents for one last time and didn't look back Bye!

Buck doesn't detach from Maddie by calling her his sister, he really loves her with all his heart she isn't like their horrible parents

Maddie kept everything is that really surprising though yes!

All his letters and photos like that postcard from before I'm crying

Everything Buck sent was an escape for Maddie from Doug the dog she wanted to be with he little brother and now they're together here with chimney and everyone

Buck is a Buckley whether they like it or not he's Maddie's brother!

“Look through the photos Buck. Remember who you are, and who you’ve grown to be. I’m so proud of you, alright?” Maddie whispers, kissing his forehead when Buck nods, a small smile on his face before he walks Maddie through the door. - Put this on my tombstone. I'm blown away now.

The good parts and the bad parts of your past all add up to being who you are you experienced it and grew from it your life things changed and so did you for the better you're wonderful buddy

Buck's heart was locked away to protect it but someone hurting him again but they got in and they love him he's theirs and they're his

I'm trying to not cry right now

Buck's got a home to go to you say would it be a place where he's not really a guest at maybe hmm ?

OMG they were dating pre pandemic and Eddie asked him to move in with him with them fuck but Buck couldn't say yes yet he still had stuff to work through

Buck's walls were no match to Eddie and Chris slowly coming in and alerting his world for the better guys I'm losing it here

“I love you, Eddie. I’ve loved you for so damn long and I’m tired of letting fear and insecurities stop me from going further in my life.” - I'm still screaming at this shit fuck

Eddie waited buck's ready now

He's ready to go public and to move in and for what's to come

Buck knows who he is and that he chooses the Diaz boys Yes!

#spoilers #spoiler #solo mio #liveblog #buddie

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petersasteria · 4 years

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The Forces of Nature || Ch.12

Pairing: Peter Parker x Superhero!Reader

Summary: “There’s this kid out there that can control the wind or something. I think she’s a great addition to the team. Let’s recruit her.”

SERIES MASTERLIST || PP MASTERLIST

"...𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧." - Jordan Harbinger

Just when Peter and Y/N thought everything was alright between them, it went back to normal. Y/N didn't know what happened, she didn't know what she did to somehow offend Peter. Heck, she didn't even know she offended him. She was clueless. She tried to make things better, but Peter ended up hating her even more. She wasn't giving up, though.

On Peter's side, he knew full well why he started acting up again. Ever since the first training, all he could hear were praises. Not to or for him. Oh, no. How he wished all their praises were dedicated to him. Instead, they were all for Y/N. It was always Y/N this, Y/N that. Peter was getting sick of it.

It wasn't just the Avengers, though. It was also the people at school.

"Hey Y/N! I need help in rehearsing for the graduation song." Ned nicely asked. Peter cleared his throat and said, "I can help you!"

"Thanks, Peter! But this is Y/N's expertise." Ned said and turned to Y/N, waiting for her answer. Peter gave a tight-lipped smile and broke his pencil with one hand in anger and bitterness. Y/N saw this and quickly took a pencil from her bag.

"Here you go, Peter. You can have it. I have so many pencils at home." Y/N said kindly as she handed him the pencil. Peter just looked at it, though. So, she left it near Peter and started helping Ned.

"Jealous, Parker?" MJ asked with a smirk.

"No." He answered quickly. "Anything she can do, I can do better. I'm the best!"

"Ned and I will be the judge of that." MJ said and turned back to her book.

Later that day, it was training again at the compound. Y/N and Peter were training with Steve and Natasha. Since they were training in the same room, Steve and Peter could see Natasha and Y/N training on the other side of the room.

"You're getting better at this, Y/N!" Natasha smiled after Y/N basically tackled her down. She helped Natasha up with happiness flowing through her.

"Thank you! I try my best." Y/N shrugged.

"I agree with Nat." Steve said from across the room. "You're a natural, Y/N. You really do belong here."

Peter was jealous. How come she got praise for everything she was doing? After all, they're quite similar. They're both geniuses, they're both great at training sessions, they're kind and sweet. He knew that he was being sort of ridiculous, but in his point of view, his feelings were valid.

To make things worse, Tony was hanging out with Y/N now. Peter felt extreme jealousy and anger bubbling inside of him. It was like a real family situation.

Tony, Peter's father-figure and mentor, suddenly favored the other kid aka Y/N over him. It was all so sudden. She was just new and everyone loved her. Even Sam and Bucky loved her. Peter was still in the 'we only tolerate you' level with Bucky and Sam, so how come Y/N isn't on the same level as him?

Sometimes, he felt as if Y/N was mocking him. Peter would screw up sometimes and then Y/N would somehow be there right behind him to help and fix it.

"Call me when you need me, Pete. I'd be glad to help!"

"Do you need anything?"

"No wonder you couldn't get it right. You're doing it the wrong way, Peter!"

He was tired of it. He was officially done with her and done with everyone. If everyone thought that Y/N was the best, then he'd make sure that he was the worst.

"Hey, Y/N/N! Have you seen Peter? He was supposed to be here two hours ago." Steve asked and looked at his watch.

"I don't know, actually. I thought he was already here. I didn't see him after school because I had glee club practice." Y/N frowned and pulled out her phone. As she was about to type a text, Peter walked in with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Where the hell have you been, kid?" Steve asked. As angry as he was, he kept his composure. Y/N lifted her phone a bit and said, "I was just about to text you. Where were you?"

"At home." Peter shrugged. "I took a nap after school."

"...So, you didn't patrol?" Y/N asked.

"Nope." Peter said, popping the 'p'.

"Why not?" She frowned. "You love patrolling and you're great at that."

"Yeah? Well, if you're so better than me like everyone else has been saying, why don't YOU patrol?" Peter snapped. Y/N stayed quiet and Steve was shocked at his outburst. He's never heard Peter lash out like that before. It was new and different. It was so foreign to him.

The next day at school, Peter was assigned to be the group leader in English class. When he saw that Y/N was his group mate, he called the teacher's attention.

"Yes, Mr. Parker?"

"I don't want to be the leader of this group. I'd like to be a member instead and I want Y/N to be the leader." Peter faked a smile. "You see, she's really smart and she could do anything."

Y/N looked at Peter and quickly shook her head. She didn't want to be the group leader. Peter just smirked and his smirk grew wider when the teacher allowed it.

"Congrats on your leader position, Y/N! I'm sure you'll do just fine. You can do anything, right?" Peter said and leaned back on his chair, waiting for Y/N give out orders on what to do.

Y/N didn't know why Peter was acting that way. She truly wanted to ask, but she was scared. She was hurt, annoyed, mad, and confused. How can Peter's attitude just shift like that?

"Hey, kid! Can you help me in the lab? I have a few modifica-"

"No." Peter answered shortly and ate his chips while watching tv on the couch. He grabbed the remote and changed the channel.

Tony looked at him as if Peter grew another head, "W-What do you mean 'no'?"

"No means no, Mr. Stark." Peter answered.

"I get that, but you don't usually say 'no' to me. Besides, you might like what we're going to do in the lab. It's for a new-"

"Nah. Count me out of that shit." Peter chuckled.

"Is this all a joke to you, Parker?" Tony asked.

Normally, Peter would be scared and he'd drop the act. Alas, he kept going. Nothing will stop him in keeping his act together.

"No, it's not a joke to me. You asked and I answered. Where the hell is the joke in that?" Peter raised an eyebrow. "Besides, you can ask your new pet, Y/N. She's around here somewhere- oH, RIGHT! She's out patrolling like I told her to."

"Isn't that your job?!"

"Yes, but since everyone here claims that she's better than everyone else, I gave her my job so that she has something to do."

"And what'll you do?" Tony crossed his arms.

"Something I've never done before."

"And that is-?"

"Relaxing." Peter smiled and laid down on the couch as he continued to switch channels and eat a family-sized bag of chips. Tony frowned at his protégé before going back to the lab.

"Any ideas on how to defeat the swine flu guy?" Rhodey asked as his eyes wandered around the room filled with Avengers.

"We could strategize a plan on how to attack him! Villains in movies usually have a pattern or something when they kill so that people would know that it was them. All we have to do is search through the whereabouts of the swine guy and-"

"You do it then if you're so clever." Peter piped up and drank his water.

"Excuse me?" Y/N said.

"You're just wasting your time on telling us how to do shit, so why don't you just do it yourself?" Peter shrugged. He looked at everyone and chuckled, "We have ourselves a prodigy of some sort in our midst. We'll have to use her talent and brains."

"What the hell, Peter." Natasha said and Peter could only shrug.

"She could do it on her own because she's so powerful. She's the most powerful person in this room because she can control everything! So, let's cut some slack and let her do all the work. She's just new, anyway. She has to learn a thing or two." Peter said as he got up from his chair.

"Where do you think you're going?!" Sam asked.

"Home, duh." Peter said and grabbed his back pack. "Have fun with your new task, Y/N!" With that, he smiled and left.

"I know this is so out of character, but I miss the old Peter." Bucky said after a moment of silence.

"I can't believe I'm going to say this, but same." Sam sighed. "Something isn't right with that kid."

"Definitely." Y/N nodded her head in agreement. Whatever Peter was feeling, she didn't care about it anymore. She just wanted the old Peter back until then, she's allowed to get super annoyed and angry at the new Peter.

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gale-gentlepenguin · 5 years

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ML Fic: Soulmate Survey Part 1

(Link to the idea) that made me want to write it instead of working on my OTHER FICS.

(Master post)

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“Soulmate Searcher?” Marinette questioned with intrigue and confusion.

“Its an app that just got a global release!” Alya answered. “At first it was only released in America, but it became a huge hit and now it has international servers.”

The designer looked at her friend with even more confusion.

“So why is it so popular? And why did you want me to install it on my phone?” Marinette inquired.

“Its an app that lets you find the special someone who is your significant other. Alya explained. “Its a tried and true compatibility tester.”

Marinette’s intrigue dissipated, in her mind it was just like those cheesy magazine quizzes they put in magazines to see which celebrity you would marry. Marinette had long outgrown that phase, especially when last time she took one it did not say she would be paired with Adrien but XY! Gross.

“Oh. Well count me out. Those quizzes are just a load of...”

“No way lady dude.” Nino chimed in. “This thing is legit. It has the highest matchmaking app back in the States and it is like down to a science and stuff.”

Marinette looked at the DJ skeptically.

Alya placed her hand on her shoulder.

“ It is more then just a personality quiz. You put in your name, your age, dating age range, preference, and so on, and then you answer a bunch of questions that allows the app to gage your personality, mentality and emotional impulse. Then after thats done, it will match you with the top 10 people who have the highest compatibility with you in a 50 mile radius. You can see percentage rates and everything. Then you can decide if you want to message any of the people on the list or block them. They can only see your name, photo and the percentage.” Alya detailed.

“So then all a person needs to do is know what your answers are and copy them.”

“An interesting Hypothesis but sadly incorrect.” Max answered from behind the group.

“Sorry to intrude, but I too had my doubts about the app until I learned about how the app’s algorithm worked. All questions given are randomized and answering the questions the exact same way even if someone did get the same questions does not guarantee 100% compatibility. I made several dummy accounts and rigged them in order to make them both have identical questions and answers, but they did not achieve 100% compatibility.” The class egghead began to explain.

“Having run the test numerous times with numerous accounts, the algorithm matches people with similar beliefs but not identical, as having too much in common does not mean soul mate, it can be seen as suffocating. I have not yet cracked the theorem of how to get 100%. The highest I have been able to get is 93%. It is as if it is a perfect formula for compatibility.” Max concluded.

Marinette had to admit her interest was peeked.

“So its a one time questionnaire and then done?” Marinette pressed with more interest.

“Well the first questionnaire takes an hour or two so it has enough data for a base compatibility profile. Then you answer 10 questions every day for 2 weeks to reaffirm any errors it might have made. Thats how the App is so successful. After about 2 weeks, your profile will be established. It was able to cut the margin of error down to 1.9%” Max exclaimed. “Its the pinnacle of mathematical perfection.”

“Thanks dude, couldn't have explained it better... really.” Nino thanked the robot enthusiast.

“Anytime, now I must head off. Markov and I have more tests to run.” Max head out and left the three teens to their own devices.

Marinette thought about it, she really didn't have much to lose trying it out.

“I even got Adrien to install it. He said he will fill it out after fencing.” Alya Whispered.

Marinette realized she had to do it. What if Adrien was on the app and some other girl had a high compatibility with him before she had a chance to try it. What if he fell in love with that mystery girl, got married and then bought a hamster!?

“Okay, I will take the quiz.” Marinette exclaimed with Confidence.

“Atta girl!”

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Marinette had gone with Alya back to the Dupain Bakery in order to answer the questions in peace.

In Marinette’s room, Alya was relaxing as she watched the Designer answer the questions as honestly as possible.

“Now Girl, odds are the percentage maybe around the 70% mark, But Knowing you and Adrien, I bet you two will make it into the 80′s.” Alya answered.

Marinette nodded, half listening as she focused on answering.

“Nino and I got an 85%, which was pretty high. Ivan and Myléne only got a 79%. So no worries even if its in the 70′s”

“DONE!” Marinette exclaimed as she fell back. She was mentally exhausted. The questions were surprisingly more in depth then she expected.

She pressed submit and waited. Staring at her phone as it ‘processed her answers’

Alya stood up walking over to the bluish-black haired designer.

“Well.”

The list popped up.

Marinette scrolled through from 10 to 1. No Adrien. She felt herself sigh deeply.

“He isn't on it...” Marinette spoke defeated.

Alya took a look.

“Sorry girl, It might be he hasn't uploaded his profile yet.” Alya tried to encourage her friend who was burying her head in her pillow.

“You think?”

“He is a busy guy, but also, you need to see who is number one on the list. A certain guitarist you happen to be fond off.” Alya said with a smile.

Marinette pulled her head up and took her phone. Sure enough, it was Luka who was number one on the list. He had an 80% compatibility rating with her, which was at least 20% higher then the guy in second place. Maybe this was a sign that she should move on from Adrien and ask Luka out.

“Maybe I should message Luka, If he believes in this sort of thing.” Marinette spoke with a blush on her face.

Alya nodded.

“Do what you think is right girl, Adrien or not, you deserve a guy that will make you happy.”

“Thanks Alya, you are the best.” Marinette smiled sweetly at her best friend.

She clicked on the profile. The pop up asked if she would like to message the user Luka Couffaine.

Marinette paused, she was nervous about doing this. It was as if this was her crossroads. Would she go for it?

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“DONE!” Adrien exclaimed as he fell back on his bed. He was mentally exhausted as well as physically. He told Alya he would try out the app as soon as he was free from fencing.

“I don't get why you even bothered with those dumb questions.” A grouchy floating cat creature commented.

“Its an in depth Compatibility test Plagg. This could be the best way of finding My lady.”

Plagg looked at the model with skepticism.

“What makes you think that you would be matched up with Ladybug? You don't even know who she is.”

“We are soulmates, so obviously we will have the highest compatibility.” Adrien answered with confidence as he sat up.

Plagg rolled his eyes.

“You do know just because you were picked to be the cat miraculous wielder doesn't mean your soulmate is ladybug. There have been Ladybug’s and Chat noir’s that haven't gotten together.”

“It isn't because we were chosen together. I can just feel it Plagg. I know we are meant to be. And if for some reason the girl with the highest compatibility with me isn't Ladybug, I will still likely find someone that I can find myself liking. But knowing my Lady, she and I will have a compatibility of 85 maybe even 90%” Adrien answered with a loving sigh. “Oh, its ready.”

Adrien smiles at his phone before looking at the list.

“Oh Kagami is on here. 79% Thats pretty good. But she is only number two? Huh, so then who is number one?” Adrien spoke aloud as he scrolled. As he saw the name that was number one his face turned beet red and and he fell back on the bed.

“Adrien!?” Plagg exclaimed as he flew to the frozen blond. “What happen.... oh no Fucking way.”

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Marinette was about to press the button when another pop up appeared.

“List updated?”

Marinette clicked out of Luka’s profile and noticed he was now at second place.

“Luka got moved to second.” Marinette spoke with surprise.

“What? Then whose first?”

Marinette scrolled up. Her eyes went Wide.

“ADRIEN!?!?” Marinette shouted.

Alya smiled.

“I knew it! I told you he would be on your list! And Number one to boot. So what is the percentage. 82? 85% Like Nino and I?”

“100...” Marinette spoke hardly audible.

Alya couldn't hear.

“How much?”

Marinette turned her phone to Alya.

Alya’s jaw dropped.

“1.... 100%!!!!!!!!!!”

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Plagg could not contain his laugher. The blond was still frozen staring at his screen. Adrien had no idea how right he was. His Lady and him were perfect for each other. Plagg was absolutely loving every second of this.

“P-Plagg.”

The black cat managed to calm down.

“Ye Ha HA! Yea Adrien?” Plagg responded between laughing fits.

“Marinette is Ladybug.”

Plagg sobered up quick.

“What... What makes you say that?” Plagg spoke, trying his best and failing at hiding the fact that Adrien was right. Thankfully Adrien was too out of it to notice.

Plagg pauses.

“Ladybug is my soulmate, Marinette scored perfect compatibility with me on the soulmate app. Even with error included, the chances of that happening are…”

“It’s a silly quiz.” Plagg shouted. Tikki would kill him if Adrien found out at the wrong time. He had to play dumb.

Adrien thought about it, maybe he was overthinking it, plus Alya and Nino scored around 85%. Maybe the system was glitching out? 100% was unheard off according to what he found about the app, even with people who tried it and have been married for decades.

“I guess you are right… Besides, you answer questions each day, the percentages will shift. Maybe the system will correct itself, though I should ask Marinette what her thoughts are about the match up tomorrow. Though... even if it isn't Ladybug... Marinette is a pretty nice person to have good compatibility with.”

Adrien felt himself entertaining the thought of him and Marinette together. It seemed really, really nice. He found himself blushing at the thought. He quickly shook the thought off. He was getting ahead of himself. What if Marinette didn't feel the same way he did? What if Luka saw the compatibility score that Marinette got with him and decided not to date Marinette because of it. Marinette does really like that musician, what if Marinette hates him for ruining her chance at happiness!?

Adrien took a calming breath. He won't say anything, the app still needs to fine tune his profile. he is sure it will correct itself if it needs to within the two weeks, after that, he will look into it.

“I am sure that things will fix themselves.” Adrien said as he turned away from the cat Kwami, though part of him really hoped that the 100% would stay.

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THERE I FINISHED part 1

If you want part two, please let me know. I love hearing feedback and it feeds my impulsive need to write.

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district2001 · 4 years

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The Ring that bounds us together

PAIRING: SVT (Mainly Wonwoo) x 14th Member (female)

GENRE: Domestic SVT?

WORDS: 1.5k

Summary: Wonwoo lost his SVT ring and Y/N decides to be a useful maknae, for once

A/N: Took me a while but I’m back. Thought lockdon was the best time to start writing again. But this time about SVT, cos i have become a massive carat since i left. Please also lemme know if u hv any requests. Xx

Ok. So one thing Y/N hated was a mess. Sure she could handle a spill here and there, some clothes on the designated chair, and even could tolerate 2 day old food still on the kitchen bench. But what she couldn’t stand was not seeing the floor of her living room.

The culprit. The one and only Jeon Wonwoo. The only person who chooses to sleep in the living room so that their dorm could have a gaming café set up in his room. Questionable? Very. But Coups and him made it work, so no one ever complained about having a bed in the middle of their shared living space.

Until today, where Y/N had come from her daily coffee run to find Wonwoo, shirtless with a towel around his waist, flinging clothes out of his cupboard, throwing his somewhat folded clothes into a sea of mess.

“Wonwoo-Oppa?”

“What?” Wonwoo didn’t even bother giving Y/N any eye contact as he continued emptying his closet like his life depended on it.

“What are you doing?”

Wonwoo didn’t even bother replying this time, instead moving over to the neighbouring cupboard to ransack it instead.

Grabbing the hair tie from her left arm, Y/N quickly placed her hair in a high pony-tail. “Mingyu Oppa won’t be very happy to come back and see this mess. Remember last time with Seokmin Oppa didn’t pack up the pillows after making that fort?”

Nothing. No Response.

Y/N shook her head, something was indeed troubling her friend. So much so, that he wasn’t giving the maknae the time of day.

If Wonwoo wasn’t going to reply to her and show her respect, she would do the same thing back. Passively of course. She wasn’t evil.

“Wonwoo-ya, do you want some help, doing whatever you’re doing?” Y/N would be OFFENDED if she didn’t get a response, but she knew better than to constantly try to get attention when it clearly wouldn’t be given. Although she was very curious to figure out the cause of this weird cleaning phase.

Luckily for her, not showing respect to her elders always guaranteed in her being called out for it. And today was no different.

“Firstly, it’s Oppa. I’m older than you. Here in SK we show respect to our elders. So add that suffix to my name.”

Y/N dramatically rolled her eyes, something which was clearly Jeonghan’s influence. Nevertheless, she sighed, signalling with her hands for Wonwoo to answer her question.

“I went to have a shower, then realised I didn’t have my ring on,” looking at Y/N from the corner of his eyes, through his glasses.

Y/N clearly didn’t see the issue. “Just tell our designers you lost the ring. Problem solved.”

Clicking her heels together, she started walking towards her room. Shouting “Clean up the mess before Mingyu sees. He’ll be more mad then our team.”

She chuckled before adding, “and he’s cooking us dinner so don’t make him mad. I’m looking forward to taco Tuesday.”

“I lost our team ring.” Wonwoo aggressively whispered.

Y/N stopped right before entering her room.

Lost the SVT ring. The one just given a couple months ago. Had she expected this from the members, not really. Had she expected it from Wonwoo, definitely not. Mingyu and Jun, possibly. Maybe. She still didn’t know how they had managed to keep there’s this entire time.

Y/n quickly walked back towards the mountain of clothes, just narrowly avoiding stepping on a leather jacket with metal spikes.

“What do you mean you lost it?”

“I don’t know. I went to go shower, and I realised it wasn’t there.”

“When’s the last time you realised it was on your finger? Did you hear a clanging sound anytime during the day? Did you post a picture today? Could it have been on your finger when you did?”

Y/N started bombarding Wonwoo with questions, something she had learned from watching far too many episodes of Criminal Minds.

Although the case this time didn’t have to do with a murder, but instead a very valuable ring.

“Umm no idea. Am I meant to? Uhhh… what was the last one?”

Y/N rolled her eyes.

“Have you asked the others?,” Y/N asked, despite knowing the answer.

“NO!” No member would admit to losing the ring, or years of jokes would be brought upon them.

She was sure that Wonwoo wouldn’t have told her, if he wasn’t in such a frazzled state.

Plus, she too had misplaced her ring for a day, opting to wear gloves so that none of her band-mates would catch her. Luckily, she found it between her bedsheets.

“Ok. Ok. Hmmmm. I’ll recheck the lounge, you go to the bathroom or wherever you’ve been in this apartment.”

Wonwoo trudged off, silently obeying the younger one.

The duo spent a good 2 hrs ransacking their dorm, trying to find the missing ring.

“Bro this is harder than finding a needle in a haystack… bro we should make a new saying,” Y/N groaned, falling back onto Wonwoo’s bed.

Wonwoo flopped beside her.

“You’re gonna get absolutely roasted by everyone. And I make no promises that I won’t join in”

“They won’t find out I lost it.”

“And how’s that? I might be an annoying maknae and tell them” Y/N smiled smugly.

“Well, for starters I could tell them that you’ve secretly been eating chips despite being diet buddies with Jeonghan”

“Pshhh. That’s nothing. Jihoon Oppa legit joined me last night. We ate his secret stash of snakes”

“Fine. I’ll tell them that you lost your ring aswell.”

“No I didn’t”

“Yes you did.”

“When did I? Have you noticed me not wear the ring? Don’t li-?”

“Firstly, you rattle on when you’re nervous.’ Y/N shut her mouth, before she could make her mistake more obvious, allowing Wonwoo to keep talking.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice you wearing gloves to practise. And ONLY on your left hand.”

“W-Wh-What?” Y/N Stuttered. Not sure if admitting her mistake or continuing to lie would be her best option.

She chose the former. “I’ll keep quiet about you, and you keep quiet about me.”

Wonwoo grabbed his gloves from the mountain of clothes, and quickly slipped them on his hands.

“Look’s like we got ourselves a deal.”

The mood quickly sombered up when Wonwoo did a deep sigh and asked.

“What actually happens if I’ve lost my ring?”

“You get a new one?”

“No. But like…”

He trailed off to collect this thoughts.

“Would I get in trouble?”

“I mean Pledis might be a bit pissed off cos they need to spend money on another ring. But I’m sure they’ll do it without a doubt. It’s our brand.”

“No not pledis. I don’t give a flying shit about them. I meant the others.”

“Who the members.” Wonwoo nods his head in confirmation.

Y/N leans her head against the crook of his neck, “You’ll get bagged for it. But they won’t take it too seriously.”

“But the rings a symbol of our friendship and trust.” Trust Wonwoo to go all literature on her.

“Exactly. A symbol.”

Wonwoo looked at Y/N, clearly not understanding the connection.

Y/N smiled, finally outsmarting the group’s so-called genius.

“It’s a symbol. Not the real thing. Think of the Jjapaguri in ‘Parasite.’ It’s a mix of aspects of poor and rich, but even if it wasn’t included, the characters would be struggling to act rich.” Y/n finished proudly.

“If you’re going to talk nonsense, at least talk to someone who believes you. Like Chan. He believes the chicken comes before the egg. Idiot.”

Y/N jumped up. “Well, if I’m such an idiot, you can deal with this ring situation all by yourself.”

“Wait no.” Wonwoo quickly sat up on his bed. “You’re a genius. Brilliant. Smartest member.”

He tilted his head, “Happy?”

“Very” Y/N replied.

“Can you make some ramen when I chuck my clothes back in the drawers?”

“Fine. We can fill their stomachs up so they don’t ask too many questions?” Y/N held out her hand and dragged Wonwoo up.

20 minutes later, a living room where the floor was visible and 10 portions of msg-filled ramen was placed on the table, to greet their 5 other roommates.

Soon the door banged open, and numerous sweaty man-childs came tumbling in.

“Wonwoo you absolute idiot. We’re never gonna forget this” Seokmin said happily.

“What?”

Hoshi stepped out behind him, proudly holding up his pinky.

“Soonyoung, don’t you have your own dorm to-”

Wonwoo squinted. On the Performance leaders left pinky were 2 silver rings.

Wonwoo would only sheepishly smile, while pointing behind him.

“Hey, I cleaned the living room.”

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talesofstyles · 5 years

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Mates

Hello! What have we got here? A best friend!H. Does it have smut? Yes ma’am. Have I ever written smut before? Absolutely not. Do I want to run and hide in the darkest deepest part of the earth after writing this? YES.

Bless @waitingfortwilight (+for proofreading it!) and @all-things-fic because they’re most likely sick of hearing me talking about this in our group chat for the past few weeks, but hey it’s done now ;) also to @harrysdimplles for being excited with me!

Hope you like it and tell me what you think! xx

It was around six thirty in the morning when Harry woke up. He is one of the ten percent of the global population who are morning larks. He absolutely loves waking up early in the morning and almost never stays in bed past eight.

Meanwhile, you are the complete opposite. You are truly, definitely, utterly, completely, absolutely not a morning person. You hate waking up in the morning. You always set your alarm ten minutes before the actual time you need to get up so that you’ve got time to be pissed in bed because you have to wake up. Poor Harry made the mistake of waking you up early in the morning, thinking you’d join him for a morning run a week after both of you had settled into your new shared flat, and boy did he regret that decision. You’d given him a right bollocking, and sulked around like a stroppy child for the rest of the day.

You were never a morning person, so that was why Harry was confused when he heard sounds coming from the kitchen as he walked through to make himself a cup of coffee. He was looking down, rubbing the sleep away from his eyes as he entered the kitchen, so he didn’t realise the tall figure stirring coffee in the mug next to him wasn’t you.

“Morning mate,” greeted the man before he took a sip of his coffee.

Harry mumbled in response before it was cut with a yawn. “Mor- whoa,” he raised his palm to make a stop sign, and continued after he finished yawning. “You don’t live here.”

“Uh,” awkward silence filled the kitchen. “I don’t.”

“What are you doing here?” He knew it was a stupid question, but that somehow didn’t stop him from asking.

“Er, uh,” the guy looked down at his mug for a second before he answered. “Visiting.”

“Visiting what? My roommate’s uterus?”

The guy took a big gulp of his coffee and sat the mug down in the sink. “Uh, I’ll get going. Nice seeing you again, Harry.”

“Alright, bye bye now,” Harry said as the other guy disappeared from the kitchen, before muttering, “what a nonce,” under his breath.

Harry wasn’t usually mean. He was all about treating people with kindness, but apparently the motto didn’t apply to his roommate’s exes. It had nearly been a month since you broke up with Jamie.

Boy, was he fit. He’s still fit. He’s so fit. Legit ten out of ten. Was that the reason you keep getting back together even though you knew for sure that the relationship was toxic? Probably. But hey, you were a young woman in your early twenties; as young as a spring chicken, still naïve—and shallow, apparently—so nobody can blame you.

Jamie was your first serious boyfriend, because no—we are not going to count that nerdy bloke with glasses who used to do your maths homework in year 6. You were together on and off for four years, but you decided that enough was enough. It was your decision to end things in the first place, but that didn’t mean that you were okay with it. You did it because you knew it was the right thing to do—but deep down you knew you didn’t want it to end. Because controlling and guilt-inducing aside, Jamie was a nice bloke. He’s got a great sense of humour (unlike your darling roommate whose jokes tend to give you physical pain), and good Lord those lips always seem to know what you want to hear every single time. He’s romantic; such a good cook, and goodness gracious glory you, those abs. That face. Those green eyes that twinkle every time he talks about something that he is passionate about. He was a dream. But again, you knew ending it was the right thing to do.

You’d barely left your flat during the first week after your break up. You were so miserable, and Harry tried everything he could to cheer you up, but he didn’t have a lot of experience in helping girls get through a break up. All he knew about break ups was the fact that there were three phases (thank you Chandler) - phase one: sweatpants, phase two: getting drunk and going to a strip club, and phase three: picturing themselves with other people. He did offer to accompany you to a strip club incase you wanted to, but you threw one of the pillows on the couch at him for suggesting such a thing. So he just let you be. He threw away your healthy—re: shit—ice cream and swapped it with Ben and Jerry’s because he knew that you like to eat ice cream whilst watching Sleepless In Seattle or You’ve Got Mail, or basically any rom-coms that you decided to watch that night. He did the washing up for seven days in a row without moaning, and he even did some of your laundry too. He didn’t press you to talk it out, but he made sure that you knew that he was there for you.

You were so much better during the second week. In fact, you were too much better. Harry was surprised that it only took you a week to get over a four year relationship, but he was pleased to have his happy, bubbly roommate back. He was a little suspicious, but he brushed it off. He thought maybe you didn’t really love Jamie and that was why you were quick to get back on your feet. Or maybe you just had the emotional equivalent of a scavenging sewer rat. He’d never know.

Third week? You were back to square one.

“Well, well, well, look who’s up,” Harry greeted you as you appeared in the kitchen whilst he was beating the eggs and watching Gordon Ramsay as he did the same thing on his iPad. “Morning, love. Late night, eh? Y/N and Jamie sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G~”

“Morning,” you answered plainly. It was way too early for you to be arsed about his teasing remarks.

“So,” He paused as he added some crème fraiche into the pan. “Are you gonna tell me what happened last night? How that happened? You two getting back together?”

You sighed as you made your way to the counter where your nespresso machine sat. You put a capsule into the machine and turned it on because you needed some caffeine in your system before you could talk about it. Although you had a feeling by looking at Harry’s smirk that you were going to need a much stronger drink.

“Nah,” you replied and let out a yawn before you continued. “Was just a booty call.”

“A booty call?” Harry looked up from the pan at you. “Are you cool enough?”

“I am cool. The coolest I’ve ever been. In fact, I’m so cool that I’m gonna text him again for another booty call tonight. And maybe this time we can go out and have a booty breakfast.”

“You, my friend, are the furthest thing from cool. As the President of the casual sex society, local chapter—I call bull on your booty.”

“What?” You frowned. “It’s just a booty call.”

“Not with you it isn’t. You think that booty breakfast will maybe lead to a booty dinner, then maybe booty engaged and booty married, and have a couple booty kids and a booty retirement home, and then booty die together.”

“That isn’t true!” You protested.

“Yes it is! You know it is.” He went on. “You two keep going on and off you’re like Rihanna and Chris Brown, minus the punching and the duet.” Harry insisted as he put the eggs on two plates for both of you. “You were already doing so good last week, don’t go back there again.”

“Well, girls gotta eat!” you grumbled like a three year old whose candy had just been taken away, and Harry let out a chuckle.

“Go eat!” he stressed. “But don’t eat at the same restaurant.”

You huffed. “I don’t do one night stands.”

“So don’t stand. Lay down.” He grinned as he caught the cherry tomato that you threw at him in response. “Seriously, love, you need to get over him. He was a bellend.”

“You’re a bellend.”

“Oi! I was just trying to help!” this time he scrunched up a kitchen towel and threw it your way. “Listen, we’re going out tonight, yeah? S’gonna be fun.”

“I don’t feel like going out.”

“Alright, then. But remember, you can’t call Jamie again. I know it’s really not my business but you’re my best friend and I just don’t want you to get hurt again.”

“I won’t.” You reassured him.

Harry reached out his pinky finger. “Pinky promise?”

“Oh my God, what are you? Five?” You took a sip of your coffee before you gave in and reached out yours. “Fine, promise. Happy now?”

***

“Harry!”

He sighed at hearing his name being yelled again for the third time. You had been quite short with him somehow even though he did nothing wrong. You weren’t usually like that and he knew it was just because you were upset, so he gave you a dick pass.

“What?” Harry asked you as he stood up from the couch to find you. “What did I do now?”

“I just changed the toilet roll three days ago and it’s already gone! How dirty is your arse?!” You grumbled.

Harry looked at you in disbelief. “For fucks sake woman it’s three quid for nine bleeding rolls!”

“Aye! Sorry didn’t know we’re a Tory household now, splashing money around like we won the lottery.”

He raked his hand through his hair. “Alright that’s it. Let’s get you out of the house. You’re mean at home.”

“Hey!” You swat his arm in response to his remark. Then he ended up showing off the arm that you hit playfully and pointed at it to prove his point.

“See?! Come on, let’s go get changed. Spit spot. Move along now. You can go and get ready now voluntarily or I’ll just drag you out by force in your two days old pyjamas. The choice is yours.” He shrugged and opened his palms.

You huffed but you did what he told you to do anyway, because maybe he was right—you needed the change of scenery. You wanted to just get back in bed since it was Saturday and took a three hour nap, but you knew that pest of a roommate of yours wouldn’t let you, and you knew that what he said wasn’t an empty threat. So, you went to take a quick shower and get ready.

“Seriously, where are we going?” You asked Harry as you waited for him to start his orange Vespa scooter.

“Ah ah ah,” Harry shook his head. “What did I say before? No questions, just put your helmet on.”

“Are you gonna kidnap me?”

“We live together!”

“Yeah, but who knows? Maybe you’re after my kidney.”

“Oh my God woman just shush, put your helmet on and hop on so we can get going, yeah? S’gonna be fun, promise. No kidney stealing or some other dodgy stuff.”

You couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle for the first time in a while, and Harry grinned. “See? You’re better outside.”

After putting the helmet on, you hopped onto the scooter and you held his waist. But then you felt his hands reaching for your arms to wrap it around his tummy and rest it on his belly button, making you sit closer to him. Your front was nearly glued to his back, which you were sure they would be in a second when you hit the road because the slightest bump would shift you forward.

You weren’t sure what it was. You weren’t sure why you were feeling a little flustered being that close to Harry. For a second you thought maybe it was just because you had broken up recently and your emotions were out of whack. That wasn’t the closest you’d ever been with Harry. You were both—still are—massive cuddlers, so it wasn’t rare for you two to sit on the couch cuddling as you watched whatever it was on the telly. You tried to brush it off. Besides, Harry was fit—still is and forever will be—so you told yourself it’s normal and that you don’t need to fret about it.

After a million bumps and sudden brakes, you both arrived in Camden. You thought Harry was going to take you to the market, but he surprised you by stopping the scooter in front of a grey building.

“Alright, get down and wait for me here, I’ll be back in a tick, just gonna park there.” He said, and you hopped down immediately, handing him your helmet afterwards.

He was back with you shortly with a huge grin plastered across his face. “Ready t’av some fun?”

“Oh!” you exclaimed. “Is it one of those escape room thing? Oh my God Harry, we are both dumb—we’ll never get out!”

Harry protested. “Hey!”

You burst into laughter when you saw the look on his face. Neither of you had ever been to an escape room before, so you didn’t know what to expect. But you couldn’t deny that you were quite excited, although never in a million years would you admit that to Harry’s face.

It turned out that you were required to book the room beforehand, and obviously you hadn’t since it was pretty spontaneous. Fortunately, there was one room left available right away.

“We only have the Zen Room available for now, would that be alright with you?” The receptionist kindly offered you.

“Oh, what is it about?” Harry asked her.

“Basically your mission is to help an orphaned Japanese girl retrieve her priceless family heirlooms. Are you familiar with Asian culture? Also it’s not a requirement but if you can speak Japanese that would make it so much easier.” She explained.

“Well, I know a bit about the culture, yeah,” Harry nodded.

You lifted your eyebrow as you looked at him. “What do you know?”

“Well, I went to BLACKPINK concert once.” He gave a lopsided grin and the receptionist had a little chuckle.

“Oh my God.” You facepalmed. “We’re never getting out aren’t we?”

Harry insisted that it was going to be just fine and that it was going to be fun so you agreed to do it. The receptionist gave you a quick briefing before walking you to the end of the hall where the Zen Room was.

“There’s a screen inside and I will give you clues from time to time. Have fun!” she said as she opened the door for both of you. You thanked her and as soon as the door was closed, the light turned on and you scanned the room around you.

The room wasn’t big, but there was something like a sliding door that you were sure that would open at some point and there’s got to be another room behind that.

“Oh bollocks! Everything is in Japanese, I can’t read anything.” You grumbled as you began looking around for clues.

Harry mumbled nonchalantly. “I can speak Japanese.”

“What?! I didn’t know that.” You replied. Feeling a little relieved and for the first time you thought maybe you two were going to nail it.

He lifted his shoulder in a half shrug. “You never asked.”

“Alright, say something.” You requested, curious about what would he sound like speaking in foreign language. He was shit in French but you thought maybe he was good in Japanese?

“Uh, konnichiwa. Arigatou gozaimasu.”

You shook your head. “No, not just hi and thank you. Say a proper sentence.”

“I can’t. That’s the only words I know.”

“THAT’S IT?!” you hollered.

“Hey, it’s still Japanese!” he argued.

“Two words don’t count!”

“Knowledge is a knowledge no matter how small!” he insisted.

You could go on but you realised that you had a more important task. You wanted to solve the mystery before the time ran out because they gave free ice cream if you manage to get out in under an hour, and you were willing to fight for free ice cream, so you told Harry to find as much clues as he could in one part of the room whilst you searched the other part.

Harry jumped up in surprise and tumbled when the telly suddenly turned on and the receptionist’s face appeared on the screen. You cackled, and the receptionist failed to stifle her snigger. “Sorry, are you alright?” she asked.

“Well, physically I’m fine.” He replied. “Emotionally, I’m bruised.”

You howled at his response and the fact that he was looking down at the floor in embarrassment made it even harder for you to control your laughter. The girl gave you the first clue and told you to try to open the wooden box in the corner of the room. You tried to move things around before you heard Harry squeal when he found a bunch of keys.

“Hey, look at what I found!” he beamed proudly.

“What?” You asked curiously. “What is it?”

He showed you the keys that he found and shook it to make a rattling noise. “Keys!”

“Aaah! Open it! Open it!”

He struggled to get the key into the keyhole. He had tried five different keys and none of them seemed to work. “It doesn’t fit!” He grumbled, but then giggled not even two seconds afterwards. “Hehehe.”

You looked at him in confusion. “Why are you laughing?”

“If I got a penny for every time I said that.”

You rolled your eyes. “I don’t think any of those keys will work. That’s too easy. There’s got to be something else.”

It was safe to say that you both sucked at it. You had been in the room for twenty minutes and so far both of you had only found two little coins, a silk hand fan and a bunch of useless keys. You had tried to open every drawer and looked at underneath the tables but you found nothing. But then the sliding door suddenly opened and both of you looked at each other in horror.

“Did- what- how?!” you gasped.

“I’ve got no idea! Do you think this room is haunted?” he deadpanned. He knew you were a wimp and he found pleasure from the look of your face.

You scolded him. “HARRY!”

He giggled and walked behind you into the other room. Actually, he knew why the door opened—because he opened it. He was moving some paintings around and as soon as he moved that painting of a fish on the wall, the door opened, but there was no way on earth he would tell you that. And being the pest that he was, he made some creepy, breathy sound of your name to wind you up, making you shudder in fear.

“Harry I swear to God if you don’t stop, the first thing I’m going to do the second we get out of here is to kill you.” You threatened him, and he howled in response.

There was a giant sudoku on the wall, a table with some antiques on top of it and an empty aquarium. Great. You were shit at sudoku and you were sure that Harry was even worse.

“Oooh! Sudoku!” Harry clapped his hands excitedly.

You glanced at him. “Do you know how to play it?”

“Of course! I’m really good at it. I’m the best. I’m the king of sudoku!”

“Have you ever played it?”

He shook his head. “Not once in my whole life.”

“Oh God, we’re never getting out.”

“Come on, let’s just put those numbers in the slot.” He suggested as he began to take the wooden numbers out of the box.

“That’s not how it goes.” You folded your arms and Harry tilted his head at you, his forehead furrowed.

“That’s literally how it goes!”

“I mean,” you licked your lips for a second out of habit before you went on. “There’s got to be some rules. We can’t just put random num- ah! I remember we can’t put the same numbers in one region!”

“You’ll find me in the region of the summer stars~”

You smacked your forehead with your palm when he started to sing. After knowing him for a year and a half and lived together for about seven months, you knew that he sings 24/7. Most of the times it’s nice because you couldn’t deny that he’s got beautiful voice, but sometimes it makes you want to tape his mouth shut.

“Shut your trap and just put it in!”

“I love it when you talk dirty to me.” He smirked at you as he put a nine and another nine but upside down next to each other in the slots.

You rolled your eyes. “That’s upside down you absolute spoon.”

You ended up doing the sudoku alone because Harry was shit at it. You weren’t much better, but you were better nonetheless. He decided to go and look for other clues. When you were done with the sudoku—re: gave up—you frowned when you looked around and couldn’t find Harry. You walked to the other room and you finally found the bloke sat on the floor in the corner of the room eating a Twix.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“I need to gain strength. You want a bite?” He replied as he took another bite of the chocolate bars. Yes, he always took a bite of both of them at once because he didn’t want one of the chocolates to get lonely in his tummy.

You chuckled. “Mate we’re shit at this we haven’t even done much.”

“But still fun, right? You’re having fun?” His eyebrows waggled as he licked his fingers after the last bite of the chocolate.

“I am. But I give up.”

He cackled. “We can still get ice cream after this if y’want? Screw free ice cream.”

“You’re buying?” You grinned at him, and he nodded.

“You know what? I’ve got a better idea. We’ll go to Shake Shack after this for some burgers and frozen custard cause daddy don’t skimp.”

“Great!” you cheered. “Am starving.”

“I swear you’re either starving, freezing or fuming.”

“I want to deny but you’re right.”

“What? Say tha’ again, can’t hear ya,” he teased.

You just sat together until the time ran out and the door opened, accepting the fact that you were just shit at it but hey at least you tried. After that, Harry fulfilled his promise of buying you a burger and frozen custard.

“Oh the cow in the meadow goes moo~” Harry started to sing again as soon as you sat down at the table with your food.

“……”

“Oh the cow in the meadow goes moo~”

“……”

“Then the farmer hits him on the head and grinds him up and that’s how we get hamburgers~”

***

“Y’alright ya wee cunt?” You greeted Harry, who had some random bird’s mouth attached to his neck. You were sure it would leave a mark or two. “How you been deein’?”

Harry pulled his neck away from the bird as soon as he heard you. “For God’s sake mate how much you’ve been drinking?!”

“Eh,” you shrugged. “Just a couple.”

“A couple my arse! C’mon let’s get you home, yeah?”

“What about your b- wait Harry, your bird’s gone!”

“S’alright. Not important. Let’s just get you home before you start calling people cunts again.”

“Hey! I don’t call people that.”

“You literally just called me that!”

“Well yeah that’s my pet name for you but I don’t call other people that.”

“What kind of pet name is that?!” Harry said as he held your hand and began walking towards the door. But just a couple steps away from the door, Rolling in the Deep came on and Harry gasped. “Oh fuck!”

“Wanna stay for this one song?” You smirked at him and you knew he wouldn’t say no.

***

The next morning you woke up feeling like you had just been hit by a truck. Your head was in bits and the rain outside sounded more like gunfire to you. You didn’t remember much from the night before and you surely didn’t know how you got home since you weren’t sure how pissed Harry was last night, but the fact that you woke up alone in your own bed made you sigh in relief.

“Morning, love. Coffee?” Harry greeted as he spotted you in the kitchen.

“Ssshh, why are you yelling?” You grumbled as you covered both of your ears with your hands.

Harry chuckled lightly and whispered. “I’m not? But alright. How are you feeling?”

“My head’s in bits. How much did I drink last night?”

“Well, the club’s gone because you drank it.” He teased. “Also you called me a cunt three times so you obviously had tequila.”

“Did I try to call him?”

“Yes. And you ran to the loo when I tried to take your phone away.”

“Did you manage to take it?”

“That I didn’t because I didn’t want people to think I was snooping in a ladies toilet. They’d kick me out.”

“Oh fuck! I called him didn’t I?”

“Nah, you didn’t. After you came in, I peeked inside and shouted so everyone could hear that you were about to call your ex. There were a couple girls inside and they talked you out of it.”

You couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle, and you wished you’d remembered it because that sounded funny. “What would I do without you, H.”

“Hey, s’nothing. What do you want to do today?” He asked you as he poured some muesli into the bowls.

“Sleep.”

And that was what you did for most of the day. After you had breakfast you took a nap and woke up around two in the afternoon. It was raining cats and dogs outside so you settled on the couch watching Friends because you spent the last few weeks watching rom-coms and if you watched another rom-com you swore you would lose your shit. You were snuggling up to Harry’s side, his left arm wrapped around you as you laughed at Joey and Rachel bickering. There were some slices of pizza left on the coffee table because none of you could be arsed to cook, along with two cans of coke.

“Do you want to finish that?” You asked Harry, tilting your head to the box of pizza.

Harry yawned before he answered. “I’m full.”

“Alright, I’ll clean that up.” You said as you rose from the couch.

“I’ll help.” Harry immediately picked up the box and you put the drinks on top of the box before you bent over to wipe the coffee table. “Watch out!” Harry warned you, but it was too late. Your back bumped the box of pizza, making the remaining coke spill all over his Rolling Stones shirt.

“Oh God, I’m sorry!” You panicked because you knew that was his favourite t-shirt. You grabbed a couple tissues right away and began rubbing the stained part of the shirt hoping it would help take away some of the liquid before it was stuck to the fabric. “Harry, I’m sor-“

You weren’t sure how it happened, but the next thing that happened surprised you. His lips were pressed against yours all of sudden, cutting you mid-sentence. He broke the kiss for two seconds to put the box of pizza and the cokes back on the table before leaning back to you and pressing his lips against yours again. You’d soften up this time around. You knew that was wrong. It was Harry and he was your best friend, not to mention that you live together and that would complicate the shit out of things. But it just felt so right. You never thought you would actually kiss him and you thought it would be awkward, but it wasn’t. You parted your lips when he swiped his tongue along your bottom lip subtly, his hands moved from your back to cup your jaw.

You couldn’t help but let out a little giggle against his lips when you felt something poking you in the stomach. Harry pulled his lips away instantly as soon as he realised what made you giggle. The look on his face made it harder for you to stifle your snigger.

“Shit,” his breaths quickened. “Sorry. I- I didn’t know what came over me. We’ve never- I shouldn’t have-“

You laughed as you dropped to your knees, and you swore Harry looked like he’d just seen a ghost. His pupils were dilated and he took in a sharp breath. “Y/N what are you doing?”

“Hunting elephants.”

“I’m serious.”

“What do you think? Is it not obvious?” You asked.

“It is. Fuck, I mean- you sure? You’re gonna-“ he blabbered.

“Suck you off, yes.” You cut him short and nodded.

He was less tense by then, a grin creeping up on his face “Such a dirty mouth.”

“Well I’m about to put your dick in my mouth so I’m not really concerned about oral hygiene right now.” You rolled your eyes.

“Hehehe.” He giggled, and you looked at him in confusion.

“What?”

“You’re gonna see my willy.”

“I know.”

“I’ve got some hair there.”

“Okay.”

“Not a lot because I still shave a little to keep it nice and pretty but-“

“Harry,”

“Yes?”

“Shut up.”

“Okay, sorry.”

You didn’t know what came over you to make you want to do it, but it was a bit too late to chicken out, and frankly you wanted to do it. In four years of a relationship—yes, on and off but we’re going to round that up for dramatic purpose—you only gave Jamie head once so really, you didn’t know what came over you.

You knew he wasn’t small. You saw a glimpse of it a couple months prior when he forgot to lock the bathroom door, but you certainly didn’t get a good look of it. Little did you know that the next time you look at it, it’d nearly poke you in the eye.

His eyes widened when you looked up to him, muttering a series of profanities under his breath. You took a deep breath before taking it into your hand, and he choked on his breath as soon as your hand came into contact. He felt heavy in your hand. He was hard and you could see him already leaking from the tip.

“Give it a kiss, love. Please.” He begged, and you obliged. Kissing the tip lightly, before you began licking from the base to the tip. You weren’t really sure what to do, but the noises that he made egged you on so you thought maybe you were doing fine. His head lolled back when you gently sucked the tip.

The grunts and praises that kept flowing out of his mouth encouraged you to take it further into your mouth. It felt really heavy and you could just feel it weighing down on your tongue as he pushed past your lips. You took the rest of him in your hand and you began to work your hand and mouth around him in sync. You knew that there was a slight chance that both of you would regret what you were doing, but it didn’t matter in that moment.

You knew that he was close when he started whining. You let him go for a second to ask him before it was too late. “Where do you want it?”

You could hear his ragged breathing but he couldn’t form a sentence - that was how fucked up he was. You let him go again for a second. “Okay, aim wherever you like, just don’t get it in my ha- MATE YOU HAD ONE JOB!”

“Sor- sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He apologised as he fell down to the couch behind him, trying to even his breathing. “Love, that was, wow I- wow I can’t even speak.”

You chuckled. “S’alright. You’re welcome by the way.”

“You.” He shook his head in disbelief, still grinning from ear to ear. “Didn’t know you have it in you, babe.”

“I’m gonna take a shower then we’re gonna go out and play laser tag.” You smirked as you jumped to your feet.

“What?”

“What? You don’t want to play laser tag?”

“Well yeah of course I want to. S’fun seeing you curse at a bunch of eight year olds and make them cry.” He paused to take another deep breath before he went on. “But, uh, you don’t want me to reciprocate?”

“Nah, I’m fine. Maybe later.” You gave him a lopsided grin.

“Fine we’re going. But-“

“What?”

“Wanna snog again before we go and get ready?”

You nodded sheepishly. “Okay.”

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You Gave Me Faith

Summary: Dan finds himself two months pregnant, and thinks his entire world has ended, especially after the father of his child left him. One day while walking his dog, Quill, Dan meets a stranger named Phil. Dan finds that Phil is just like him.

Genre: AU, Fluff

Word Count: 3,465

Trigger Warnings: mentions of depression, swearing, mpreg (double pregnancy)

A/N: This all started when an ask was sent to @phanfictioncatalogue asking for fics about double pregnancy, but we couldn’t find any, so I asked for prompts so that I could write something, and then I came up with this :)

anyways, I’m trying to write more this year, so if you guys have any prompts, then please send them my way so I can have some ideas to write!!! <3

“Quill, come on! You know I can’t go that fast these days,” Dan complains as his dog starts dragging him down the sidewalk. He sighs, and stops on the sidewalk, pulling on his Golden Retriever to stop him. “Okay, let’s take a break. We’ve been walking for ten minutes now.” He takes a deep breath and then he looks down, sighing when he spots his baby bump.

Two months pregnant, and somehow that hasn’t stopped him.

When he first found out about his surprise pregnancy, Dan thought that his entire world was ending, especially after the father of his baby left him in the dark. His mom convinced him he should at least try. She’s even the one who suggested getting a dog to help him cope with the loneliness, which is how Quill came into his life. Dan absolutely loves this dog to death, and he’s certainly helped Dan get by.

“I’m sorry,”

Dan is shaken out of his thoughts when he hears a stranger's voice. He looks over and smiles shyly. “Hi?”

“I don’t mean to bother you, you seem busy, it’s just…” The man blushes. “Well, your dog is just so cute, and I was just wondering if I could pet him, or her.”

Dan stares at him in awe, and slowly nods. “Uh, yeah. You can pet him. Thanks for asking. Some people just walk up and pet him without my consent. Really appreciate it.”

The man smiles, and then he bends down, holding his hand out to Quill, allowing Quill to sniff him, before he starts petting him. “I love dogs. What’s his name?” He looks up at Dan.

“I can tell you’re a dog person, and we just met. His name is Quill,” Dan answers.

“Quill?” The man questions. “As in… Peter Quill?”

Dan grins. “Yes!” He nods. “Not many people get that. I'm a huge Marvel nerd.”

The man laughs, and stands again. “I am too. My name is Phil,” he holds his hand out to Dan.

“Dan,” Dan says as he shakes Phil’s hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“Well, I’d love to stay and chat more, Dan, but… unfortunately, I have a meeting to get to-” Phil says, placing his hand on his stomach, and that’s when Dan notices the visible bump Phil has.

“Oh, are you pregnant?” Dan asks, voice full of surprise. He’s never met another male Carrier before, well, none that were from around London. Dan doesn’t know how he hasn’t met this guy before.

Phil smiles at Dan, and nods. “Yes. I’m four months pregnant,”

“Wow. Congratulations,” Dan says. “I’ve never met another male Carrier from around here before.”

“You’re a Carrie toor?” Phil asks, suddenly more interested in Dan.

Dan slowly nods, blushing. “Y- Yeah, I am. I’m two months pregnant,” he says.

“Congratulations to you as well. I… wow. You know, I’m part of this support group for male Carriers. Maybe if you’d like to join us for one of our next meetings-” Phil begins.

“Thanks, but no thanks-” Dan says, shaking his head. “Support groups aren’t for me. That’s why I got this little guy right here-” He bends down and pets Quill on the head.

“If you change your mind-” Phil says as he pulls out a business card out of his jacket and hands it to Dan. “We meet twice a week, but you don’t have to show up both days. Everybody’s really friendly there, and supportive. They really helped me with my depression.”

“I’m not depressed,” Dan says defensively, before wincing, because he knows it’s a lie. Dan is depressed, but he would never admit that out loud. His mother would force him into therapy.

“Never said you were, mate,” Phil chuckles, and then pulls out his phone, checking the time quickly. “Crap. I’ve really got to get going before I’m late. I hope to see you again soon. Really nice meeting you, and you as well Mr. Quill-” He bends down and pets Quill one last time before leaving Dan with nothing but a quick smile, although Dan wishes that they could have talked longer.

Quill whines as Phil walks away, and Dan bends down to pet him. “I know, Quill,” he whispers softly. “But, something tells me that won’t be the last time we see him.”

Dan decides to take Quill back home, as they were both pretty exhausted. Ten minutes isn’t bad, at least, Dan thinks so anyways. He’s been trying to take Quill on a little bit longer walks everyday. It’s exhausting, but his mother thinks that it’ll be good for his health.

“Hey mum, I’m back,” Dan greets when he walks into the house that he shares with his mom, spotting his mom in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the two of them. After Dan was abandoned by his baby’s father, Dan’s mom took him in, knowing it wouldn’t be good for Dan to be alone when he was in such a depressed state. Dan actually doesn't mind living with his mom again. She's a wonderful company, and not even too overbearing. She’s exactly what Dan needs to get through this pregnancy, besides Quill. Dan walks into the kitchen himself, and then he gets started on Quill’s dinner.

“Hey sweetie. How was the walk?” His mom asks, watching Dan carefully.

“It was fine,” Dan replies as he tears open a bag of dog food. “Something interesting happened though.”

“Oh really?” Karen asks. “Want to talk about it?”

Dan sighs softly, before looking up at his mom. “Well,” he begins. “He wanted to pet Quill. Was really sweet about it and everything. Then I found out that he was a male Carrier, like me. His name’s Phil.”

“Dan, that’s wonderful! I hope you got his number?” Karen asks hopefully.

“I didn’t get his number,” and Karen rolls her eyes at Dan’s reply, muttering an ‘honestly’ under her breath. “But, I did happen to get a business card from him about a support group for male Carriers.”

Karen perks up at that, turning to look at Dan. “That’s interesting. What are your thoughts on that?”

“Dunno,” Dan admits. “I might think about it. Seems pretty legit. You know how I feel about therapy. But, maybe this will be different. Good. I mean, I’ll get to meet other Carriers like me. Phil seems nice.”

“Well, I’m not going to tell you what to do, because I know you don’t like that. You’re a grown man who can make his own decisions. But, I do think that you should think about going. It might be good for you,” Karen agrees with Dan. “You don’t have a lot of friends-”

“Whoa,” Dan begins as he holds up his hand.

Karen glares at him playfully. “You don’t have a lot of friends who are Carriers,” she finishes.

“I know,” Dan mumbles. “I promise I’ll at least think about it.” Quill whines as he stands behind Dan, wagging his tail excitedly, causing Dan to laugh. “Alright, boy. I’m coming. Gosh. So rude and impatient.” He puts Quill’s dog food in a bowl and then places it down on the floor where Quill eats. “There you go.” Dan chuckles when Quill immediately starts eating, and then he looks over at his mom and frowns when he sees her staring at him with raised eyebrows. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Nothing,” Karen chuckles, going back to chopping vegetables. “It’s just funny to me that two months ago you were so against the idea of having a dog, and now look at you. Quill’s your best friend.”

“Well, he is,” Dan agrees, nodding. “He’s been there for me like no one else has been. Besides you.”

“I just think it’s ridiculous that you named him after a Marvel character. Honestly,” Karen scoffs.

“Don’t talk shit about my favorite Marvel movie,” Dan warns playfully, pointing a finger at his mom.

Karen laughs, and shakes her head. “Don’t point that finger at me, boy. Go watch TV or something, while I finish making dinner. It’ll be a little bit longer.”

Dan smiles, and then he turns, and heads out of the kitchen.

Over the next two weeks, Dan doesn’t stop thinking about the male Carrier he met on his walk with Quill.

It’s been awhile since Dan’s met another male Carrier, and this was the first time that he’s met someone like him in his home. Phil seemed really nice and genuine when he was talking to Dan.

How could Dan pass up an opportunity to see Phil again?

The support group meets on Tuesdays and Saturdays at 5pm, so when the next Saturday rolls around, Dan decides to dress in some nice clothes and heads to the place listed on the business card Phil gave.

Dan sighs as he stands in front of the building, glancing down at the business card in his hands, debating on whether or not he should actually walk in and take part in this support group.

“Fuck,” Dan curses out loud. He turns back around and gasps when he sees Phil walking up to him.

“Dan?” Phil asks, walking up to Dan. “Wow. I didn’t think that you’d actually show up. Are you staying?”

“I-” Dan hesitates, biting his lip. “I don’t know. I’m not really interested in this kind of stuff. Therapy… and support groups. Honestly… I only came because I wanted to see you again. Uh, Quill misses you.”

Phil laughs, and Dan’s heart swells at the sound. “Quill was so sweet. You know, sometimes we have days where members are allowed to bring their pets,” he says.

“What? Is that true?” Dan asks, raising his eyebrows.

“Of course. Would I lie to you? Come on, why don’t you come inside? You honestly don’t have to stay if you feel uncomfortable,” Phil assures him. “But, I assure you that everyone here is so lovely. This is meant to be a safe place for people like us, you know? There aren’t many of those around.”

Dan scoffs. “Tell me about it,” he mumbles. Ever since it became known men could in fact get pregnant, there has been a lot of hatred and unacceptance towards male Carriers. Dan’s even experienced this awful hate himself after announcing to his “friends” and family that he was a Carrier.

“Come on,” Phil urges, gently grabbing Dan’s hand and leading him into the building. “You’ll love Garrett, he’s hilarious. Always knows how to lighten the mood when it gets tense during meetings.”

“Does it… usually get tense during meetings?” Dan asks nervously.

“Only sometimes, when we get deep and tell personal stories. You won’t have to do that straight away, don’t worry. You can relax again,” Phil chuckles when he sees Dan tensing up.

“Sorry,” Dan mumbles as his cheeks turn a bright pink.

“It’s okay. You have every right to be nervous. So,” Phil turns and starts walking backwards, leading Dan into a large room, where a couple people are already inside. “Here’s where we have our meetings. There’s usually fifteen people at every meeting. It’s quite small, but we’re trying to make this place bigger. So, if you know of anyone who would be interested…”

“I don’t know any other male Carriers,” Dan tells him. “But, I’ll keep an eye out for you.”

Phil grins that adorable grin again that makes Dan’s heart swell. Honestly, how could one man be filled with so much energy and sunshine? Dan can’t imagine ever being like that.

“Phil, you’ve brought a friend with you…?”

Phil looks over and smiles as another man walks up to them. “Hey Gare,” he greets, hugging the man. “Uh, yeah…” He turns to look at Dan. “This is Dan. We just met recently. He’s a male Carrier.”

“Dan, wonderful to meet you. My name’s Garrett,” the man greets, shaking Dan’s hand.

“Nice to meet you too. Phil’s told me all about you,” Dan says.

“Whatever he’d told you about me, it’s all a lie,” Garrett whispers.

Dan laughs. “Don’t worry, all good things,” he says.

“Oh,” Garrett smiles. “Well, then. Welcome aboard, Dan. We’re still waiting for people to show up, so make yourself comfortable. We have food and drinks. Of course, no alcohol. Enjoy!”

Phil chuckles as he watches Garrett walk over to some of the other men. “See? Told you. He’s an interesting character. I have no idea how Andrew puts up with him sometimes. Uh, Andrew is his husband. They run the group together. I’m sure you’ll see Andrew later tonight if you stay.”

Dan pauses, and thinks for a moment, before looking over at Phil. “I think I will stay,” he says.

Phil smiles. “Great! I know you were hesitant, but I promise you’ll have a great time,” he assures Dan.

Dan continues going to the group meetings, which surprises both himself and his mom. He finds himself enjoying the company of the other male Carriers, and has become friends with quite a few of them. They’ve even invited him to join their group chat on Whatsapp. Of course, Dan was happy to join this group chat. He’s never had such a tight group of friends before.

Then, there’s Phil. Dan talks to Phil everyday, and has grown even closer to him since he started joining the group meetings. They’ve bonded over what they have in common, after discovering that they did have quite a few things in common such as favorite movies and TV shows, and even music.

Dan finds himself falling in love with Phil the more he talks to him, and he’s scared.

Dan has trust issues after what happened with his baby daddy. He doesn’t want to lose Phil too.

One night, Dan wakes up to pain. He’s just hit the nine month mark in his pregnancy, but he thought that he would have a few more weeks to prepare for before going into labor.

“Fuck!” Dan cries, pushing himself up and grabbing a hold of his large bump. “Come on. Really? It’s three o’clock in the fucking morning. You couldn’t have waited? Fuck me.”

“Dan?”

Dan looks up with wide eyes and sees his mom running into his bedroom, panicked. “Oh, hey mum. Sorry to wake you, but it appears that my child has decided to make her grand entrance.”

“What?” Karen squeaks. “She’s not supposed to come for another couple weeks!”

“I don’t decide when she comes, she does!” Dan shouts. “Fuck. We have to go!”

“Thank God we already have the bag packed,” Karen mutters, before rushing over to Dan. “And I’m glad we decided to move your bedroom downstairs. This would have been terrible getting you down the stairs.”

“Wow, mum. Thanks,” Dan grumbles, allowing his mom to help him out of his bed.

Karen carefully helps guide Dan through the house, to the front door. She quickly hands Dan his shoes. “Don’t worry about putting those on. Just hold onto them. I’ll go grab your bag,” she tells him, rushing into the living room to pack the baby bag for the hospital.

Dan pulls out his phone while waiting, going onto the male Carriers group chat and typing in all caps ‘WAKE UP FUCKERS, I’M GOING INTO LABOR’

garebare: holy shit!!!!!! it’s finally happening! i fucking called it dude

andy: omgomgomgomgomg

phil: IT’S THREE IN THE MORNING DAN

danny boi: i don’t fucking make the rules danny boi: you better get your asses to the hospital or we’re not friends anymore

marky poo: oh shit phil u better hurry otherwise you’ll never get that date with danny

phil: i’m actually going to kill you marcus

garebare: LMAOOOO garebare: also we’re coming dan, don’t worry! ANDREW WE HAVE TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL

andy: yeah, i can see that, dummy

Dan unfortunately doesn’t have time to reply to Marcus’s date comment, his mother quickly claiming that giving birth to his daughter is more important than whatever is going on in a group chat.

Phil is not surprisingly the first one to arrive at the hospital, luckily getting there before Dan gives birth.

“How are you feeling?” Phil whispers, gently running his fingers through Dan’s hair.

Dan sighs, looking up at Phil with tired eyes. “I- I don’t think I can do this, Phil,” he whispers.

“Oh, which part? Giving birth? Or being a parent? Because the answer is yes you can to both of those,” Phil tells him. “I know it’s scary. I’ve been there. But, look at me. I got through.”

“You almost fucking bit that nurses head off during Amelia’s birth,” Dan reminds him.

“Okay, let’s not bring that up,” Phil grumbles.

Dan snorts, and then he shakes his head. “I’m scared, Phil. Like, really fucking scared,” he admits, taking a shaky breath. “I don’t know if I can do this alone. I don’t know the first thing about raising a kid.’

“Dan, you’re going to be fine,” Phil tries to assure him. “Just remember everything we learned in those classes we took for months. Besides, you’re not alone. Your mum is there for you. I’m here for you, okay? I’m always going to be there for you. I mean, you’re kind of stuck with me forever now.” He smiles as he reaches down and gently grabs Dan’s hand, squeezing it tightly.

Dan smiles, unable to stop his cheeks from turning a bright shade of pink. “Gee, how’d I get so lucky?”

Phil rolls his eyes fondly. “Just think, our kids will get to grow up together. They’re going to be BFF’s. That’ll be nice, won’t it? By the way, did you come up with a name yet?”

“I think I’m going to go with Faith,” Dan tells him.

“That’s beautiful. How did you come up with Faith?” Phil asks softly.

“You’re the reason that I’m even still here right now. You had faith in me. Mum had faith in me,” Dan says. “I mean, it only makes perfect sense that I name her Faith.”

Phil smiles, and leans down to peck Dan on the lips. “I think Faith is a lovely name,”

“Hey, do you think the others will ever figure out that we’ve been dating for like, a month now?” Dan asks.

Phil laughs loudly, and shakes his head. “Honestly, I have no idea, babe, but it’s absolutely hilarious watching them try to get us together. They have no idea,”

****

“She’s absolutely beautiful, Dan!” Garrett shouts quietly as he stares at the baby in his arms in awe. “You’ve done a wonderful job. We’re so fucking proud of y- ow!”

“Don’t swear, there’s a fucking baby in the room. Idiot,” Andrew hisses, glaring at his husband.

Dan chuckles softly as he watches the pair, leaning his head back against the pillow, exhaustion finally coming over him. He’s just spent twelve hours in labor, but he’s happy. Seeing his newborn daughter, happy and healthy, is worth it. He’s never been happier than in this moment.

“Mr. Howell, you have a visitor-”

Dan instantly lifts his head from his pillow. “Who else could possibly want to see-?” He doesn’t get to finish his sentence, because he’s too stunned when he sees who walks through the door. “A- Aaron?”

“Hey, babe,” the man greets. “Couldn’t miss the birth, could I?”

“What?” Andrew shouts, glaring at the man. “Oh hell no. You have no right to be in this room!” He starts walking forward, but Phil quickly stops him, grabbing him and pulling him back. “I’ve got it, Andrew.” Phil storms over to Aaron, the man who broke his boyfriend’s heart and left him in the dark when he needed him the most. He’s heard horrid stories about this man for months. “I don’t know who you think you are-”

“I think I’m the father of that child,” Aaron snaps.

Phil punches Aaron straight in the face, shocking everyone in the room. “You’re a piece of shit, is what you are. You ever step foot near Dan or that little girl ever again, I swear you’ll regret it,” he threatens. “Now I think you should leave, because there are four other men in here who would love to throw punches at the man who hurt our friend. Scram,” Phil smirks as he watches Aaron scurry away. He turns around and blinks a few times when he sees everyone staring at him in shock. “What? He had that coming, and no one hurts my boyfriend and gets away with it.”

It’s silent for a moment.

“Aha! I fucking knew it! You two are together!” Marcus exclaims, throwing his arms up in victory.

“Language!” The other four men shout simultaneously.

“Mum, I think we better start working on that swear jar,” Dan comments, looking over at his mom.

“Don’t worry, sweetie. I’m already on it,” Karen says, earning laughs from everyone in the room.

#phanfiction #phanfic #phan #au #fluff #mpreg #strangerstolovers #this has absolutely nothing to do with valentines day #but oh well

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misfitsluug · 5 years

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| 3 | callmefitz

mm yes, it’s only the third chapter and i make angsty shit, this is fine uwu also this chapter long wjbfhsd sorry if it’s kinda weird, i wrote this at 2am

/ cameron. /

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不安: apprehension.

anxiety or fear that something bad or unpleasant will happen.

eg: "I felt sick with apprehension."

(t.w - blood, bullies, drug mention.)

recap:

"No no, it doesn't ruin it at all. I'm glad we both like that garden." "Wanna hang out there after this class? I'm down to skip my last class whenever." "Hm, I don't know. I'm really going to have to think about this. Man, I've never thought this hard before in my life, what should I say?"

"Probably yes."

"Then yes, I would love to hang out there."

"The first thing we need to do, is we need to talk to a friend of mine," Carson explained, a smile on his face as he placed his hand on my shoulder. I decided to skip my seventh class like any other junior student. I mean, I got nothing else better to do, might as well hang out with Carson. "Is it that one guy I saw when I gave back your ruler?"

"Uh yes! It's okay, I got it all under control. He usually comes out to ask where Connor's at."

"Oh, that's pretty cool-"

"Carson! Hey, Carson has Connor-" His face changed, a gasp escaped him and a surprised smile his face formed. "Oh my gosh, Carson. You're a fucking madman! You're braver than I thought."

"Schlatt, you're gonna get in trouble if you keep shouting. You're ditching your own class to hang out with your partner in crime."

"Yeah? And what about you two, where are you guys off too?" Schlatt walked closer, I hesitated to answer but Carson answered for me. "We're going to that garden I always go too. You know which one, right?"

"Yeah yeah, I'm gonna let you guys go so have a good time," Schlatt ran off, screaming his sentence down the hallway. Carson scoffed and kept walking, mumbling under his breath. "What'd you say?"

"He's going to get in trouble. Schlatt is a dumbass sometimes, he'd tell you the same thing about me," He chuckled, I kept looking down at him, he's a pretty attractive guy. "So, uhm, why are you blind? Sorry if that comes off as rude, just trying to start a conversation."

"I get asked that all the time, it's fine," Carson mentioned. "Uh basically, I started getting blinder when I was fourteen, long story short, we went to the hospital and they diagnosed me with Glaucoma. I don't wanna say it was life-changing but it kinda was? I don't really know how to tell you."

"That's fine, I already knew that I couldn't expect so much out of a blind person," I replied, which got a laugh out of him. "Oh, so you're a little asshole, aren't you?"

"Actually I'm very much taller than you."

"How tall? I'm 6'3."

"Puny, I am 6'6. Top that."

"Fucking hell, that's insane, you are legit the tallest person I know now. Congrats dude," Carson answered shocked, laughter escaped him again. I forgot where the garden was for half the time we were talking until I found specks of dirt on the yellow marble square ground, people like to ruin the shit out of this garden but I still like it, I try and help but apparently I'm "too cool" to help so that was bullshit. "Hey, we're here by the way," I tapped Carson's shoulder, he turned to me and back at the entrance of the garden. "Okay, there's like this bench somewhere, do you see it anywhere?" He asked hopeful sounding. I looked around and walked across the soft dirt ground, toward a broken bench, half of it gone and scribbled with messy graffiti. "Looks like half of your bench is gone, sorry," I spoke slowly, a wave of guilt washed over me as Carson walked toward the bench, hitting it and stumbling a little bit before his hand brushed the black rusted handle and light brown wood bench until he reached the missing half of the other side. "Huh, you're right."

"You didn't believe me?"

"No- Well, yeah but it's very easy to trick a blind guy, especially me."

"Good to know, that will definitely come in handy," I stated, trying to get a laugh out of him but Carson didn't say anything, he just looked unpleasant and sad. "I liked this bench a lot, I came here whenever I felt like shit and now it's gone. Whoever did this is just a lowlife, I mean, I'm not the only person that likes this bench and yet they decided to ruin a bench provided by our shit school?"

"You really liked this bench, didn't you?"

"Yes, yes I did. Now I have nowhere to sit."

"There's always the school rooftop or outside of school, surely you can find a different bench, can't you?"

"Yeah but- wait, the rooftop? How do you expect me to fucking climb the school roof?" Carson inquired, I could sense his patience getting smaller with every word the comes out of my mouth. "I could help you up, it's nice up there."

"Oh yeah? I bet it's gorgeous," Carson retorted, still looking down at what once was a bench. "Do you really wanna climb the school's roof? Is it going to be better than the bench?"

"I don't know, it depends on you if you want to climb the roof with me. It's not like we're gonna get caught, everybody's in class," I reassured, I wanted to make sure I wasn't pressuring him but from the looks of it, I probably was.

"You know what? Fine, I'll do it. I'm not a little bitch boy," Carson admitted, a smile forming on his face and I smiled a little bit too.

"Okay, if you say so," I added, taking his hand and walking him over to the corner of the garden, past all the lush bushes, flowers, and other assorted plants was a stack of boxes against the fence that surrounded the garden. Fortunately, the boxes are strong enough to support the weight of one person, so that way people were able to climb up onto the rooftop. "Shouldn't there be ladders for this kind of stuff, like, this school has ladders, right? Instead of boxes," Carson implied, poking the boxes with his cane.

"Geez Carson, you ask too many questions. Ladders sorta loud, we could get caught."

"I thought you said everybody was in class?"

"Fucks sake, Carson, just trust me on this. Either way, we're gonna end up on the roof," I rolled my eyes, stepping onto the first box while still holding Carson's hands. He didn't say anything afterward, his grip tightened with each step onto the boxes. "One more mate, then we're on the roof," I mention, the wind grew colder standing from the roof. Not much could be seen, tall trees blocked most of the view. "I've never stood on a roof before, I'm losing my shit."

"That's gross but at least I could help you experience your first time on a roof," I lead him to the middle of the roof, the ground scattered with leaves and more cigarette buds along with dry pieces of gum and a few beer bottles at the very corner of the roof

"I didn't mean that literally," Carson pointed out. I looked down at Carson and he was smiling, his pale blond hair moved with the wind and his cheeks tinted a light red, then I looked down at my hand to see mine still holding onto Carson's so I let go slowly but his hand immediately swiped away. "Sorry, I was just-"

"It's nice up here, I can tell why you like it up here. The wind feels good," Carson changed the subject, the smile still on his face.

"I'm glad," I announced, taking off my backpack and throwing it on the ground, shoving my hands into the warm pockets of my hoodie. We stood for a bit longer, nothing was said and the only thing you could hear were the trees, cars and the wind. "Wanna head down? Schools' about to end anyways."

"Yeah, promise me your gonna bring me here more often, it's a good hideaway spot," Carson's grin faded when he turned around, voices coming close to both of us. "There are people coming up here," He said prior to a group of three people climbing up the boxes and their voices became more clear to me. "Carson we have to go now," I gasped, trying to look for a ladder or more boxes leading down but nothing was found. I felt sick with apprehension.

We're screwed.

"Yeah, I know it's bullshit," The voice said and stopped in his tracks, stopping the two behind him from walking. "Is that you Fitz?"

"Don't call me that," I cautioned, taking a step back as Carson stood still behind me.

"C' mon, Fitz, don't be so rude. We're friends, aren't we?"

"No, we aren't. I used to buy your weed because you're too much of a pussy to do it," I spat, he snapped and the boys behind him hesitated, I could tell they didn't want this but it was either me or them. I took my chance to leave.

"Mason, Jay," His voice grew more demanding and snapped again. The two suddenly lunged toward me, knocking me down as I tried getting back up but He just kept kicking me and held me down. "E-Eric, you're better than this," I whispered, but he only looked down at me with his cold brown eyes. I watched as he bent down and moved my face to watch Carson as he dropped to the ground and the two others kept kicking but stopped shortly after.

"See what happens when you leave, Fitz? At least those two are smart enough to stay and listen to me," Eric's gravely voice whispered, my ears were ringing and I couldn't really see. I didn't even care about what Eric said, I blocked out every noise besides Carson. I listen to him cough and groan, he whispers something I can't hear and I see his blue eyes look at mine.

I could tell he wasn't happy about the situation happening and neither was I.

"Hey! Are you listening?" Eric shouted, I didn't answer and waited for him to leave so I could go to Carson. "Whatever, I don't ever want to see either of you up here or this situation is gonna become repetitive, I'm guessing you don't want that, right?"

I don't say anything. If I answer him, Swagger might hurt me or Carson. I keep my mouth shut.

"Alright, I see how it is. Just remember, I don't want to see either of you up here again," Swagger mentioned, chuckling and leaving us as the two other boys fled, sad looks on their faces. I waited until they completely left and stood up, my legs wobbled as I stumbled to Carson, who was still lying on the ground but awake. His nose was bleeding along with a few scratches on his face and hands. I was also bleeding but I didn't care. "Hey, Carson," I shook him and he looked up at me, his ice-blue eyes expressed fear. "Cam, where are you?" Carson held his arm up as his hand searched for me, so I grabbed it and pressed it against my face, letting him feel my face although it was sort of uncomfortable.

"Sorry if this isn't normal, but it's just to get to know you better," Carson admitted, moving his hand away from my face slowly. I didn't answer him though, I realized he didn't have his glasses on. I looked around us and found thin glasses on the ground, dusted from the dirt. I grabbed them and cleaned it with my shirt, although I didn't need too. "Here are your glasses, they were on the ground."

"Oh, thanks," Carson replied, taking them and placing it between his eyes, he sighed and sat up properly. "What just happened? Who were those people?"

"That was Swagger, Jay, and Mason. They're involved in a gang and I left it behind," I explained. "I couldn't be apart of it anymore. I didn't want to be in the first place, none of us did but we ended up in a rough place. Swagger dragged us all down with him, except for me and another good friend of mine, Toby."

"Did-did you buy weed for him?"

"Yeah, he likes to be unrecognized. I don't know what the others do for him now, I try and avoid them as much as possible because I knew something like this would happen. I wasn't thinking and I'm sorry," I covered my mouth with my hands, I didn't want any of this to happen. I let it happen.

"We should get off this roof," Carson added, rubbing his head.

"Yeah, let's go," I helped Carson up and grabbed his cane from the ground along with mine and his backpack. Leaving the same way we came.

I hope this doesn't change anything.

=2274 WORDS=

#callmefitz #callmecarson #gbg fitz #mccreamy #zuckles #swaggersouls #goopsquad #goopcast

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softforcal · 6 years

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“I LOVE U FOR THE SLYTHERIN!ASH LIKE YOU WENT BEYOND MY WILDEST IMAGINATION so here's another one. slytherin!ash x gryffindor!reader because i'm so here for that (and a hoe for the enemies to friends to lovers trope)” - requested by @irwinkitten (something was up with my asks today and it wouldn’t show up on my blog so i had to post it this way)

SLYTHERIN!ASH X GRYFFINDOR! READER

another long as fuck one, its 4k of filth, continue reading under the cut

-upon further discussion with the love of my life Laura we agreed on Quidditch Captain rivals too because we want to slay the fandom one rivals to lovers trope at a time

-you are the Gryffindor!Team Captain

-and Ashton is the Slytherin!Team Captain

-you guys were appointed captains the same year when your previous house captains graduated and left their Captain Title and their rivalry to you and Ashton

-of course that year the first game of the year was between Gryffindor and Slytherin

-the two of you shaking hands before the game, him leaning in and saying “get ready to get your ass kicked.” and you’re like “in your dreams Irwin.”

-from that moment on its a rivalry

-you keep a tally of games where you win vs when he wins

-and you both really push your teams to play their best when you’re playing against each other

-teachers know not to put you and Ashton together on projects or labs because you two are notorious for talking back to each other

-he’s a fan of really snarky stuff but you always have a come back

-just a real classic Gryffindor and Slytherin rivalry

-match days where you and Ash glare at each other from your separate tables

-Ash’s friends think it’s hilarious but at the same time, Slytherin!Cal points out “you know she’s kinda really hot.” “i know. it makes me sick.” Ashton growls

-because he’s way too into you

-which doesn’t make sense because you two are rivals

-like it makes it tough for him

-because he’s fallen in love with your smile but you only ever smile when you’ve beaten Ash which is bad, but when he wins and he’s happy then you look upset so wtf its a catch 22

-going to the match and for the first time since you both became Captains, Ashton is actually just like “good luck.”

-and you are shook. “you too Irwin.”

-”Ash. call me Ash.”

-and before you can call him Ash, he lets go of your hand and goes to shake another one of your teammates hands and you are just shook

-your team wins and as your teams are walking back to the locker rooms something makes you run to catch Ashton, “hey, we’re having an afterparty, you should come.”

-”we both know i can’t come to your afterparty.” he laughs, “but maybe we can grab a butterbeer sometime.”

-”okay. I’ll uh… we’ll figure something out.”

-you watch him disappear into the Slytherin change-room and a few of your team mates are like “what the fuck was that.”

-meanwhile Calum is hounding Ashton in the change room “did she just ask you out?! did she seriously make the first move!?”

-”fucking Gryffindor’s being brave all the time and making the first move.” Ashton agrees, what can he say, old habits of trashing other houses die hard

-but he’s kinda sad because like… he knows you’re going to be partying somewhere, happy, dancing, and he’s not going to be there to watch

-will he ever be able to see you dance and party?

-because like… the only parties that you go to are the Quidditch afterparties when your team has won and Ash could never go to one of those

-fuck he wants to see you dance and be happy so bad

-and you’re gorgeous. he starts to feel his blood boil just thinking about maybe you dancing with someone else

-”Cal we’re going to crash that fucking party.”

-”of course we are.” Cal grins

-”yeah its bullshit that we’re the only house ever not invited right?” Ashton states

-”well technically she invited you…” Calum points out

-Ashton tells a few of the Slytherins and of course Slytherin!Michael is down to come

-plus, Gryffindor!Luke is a bro and he’s down to let them in

-so a few Slytherins go to the Gryffindor common room and Luke meets them outside, “if anyone asks, it wasn’t me who let you in.”

-the whole group promises not to rat out Luke and he lets them in one by one

-as soon as Ashton gets into the common room, even with the party in full swing, he spots you

-you’re so beautiful it makes his little Slytherin heart swell

-and of course you turn and see the golden haired Slytherin boy and Ashton is shook when you smile

-”You came!” you scream, making your way towards him through the crowd of red, “i thought you weren’t going to.”

-”changed my mind. that’s allowed isn’t it?” he smiles

-and neither of you are really sure what to do because up until legit that morning you’d been rivals and now you’re in this weird, unknown place where you’re not sure how to act with each other

-you turn and see Calum, his hands on a Ravenclaw girl’s hips as she grinds against him

-and there goes Michael with that little Hufflepuff girl that he’s always trying to make laugh

-and Luke? well Luke has his hands all over your Gryffindor Chaser

-yeah, Gryffindor winning afterparties can be a slut fest but thats all good

-you’ve never really cared

-but you’ve never been in a situation where a guy you’re actually sexually attracted to has been there

-and there he is

-all gorgeous and bad… he’s a bad boy you just know it

-you kind of love it too… like, come on he’s sexy as fuck

-and you’ve been playing Quidditch against this guy for ages, you’ve seen his gorgeous Beater arms

-and you’re the Gryffindor so you bet you’re ass you’re going to jump on this opportunity

-”Dance with me.” you state, turning so your back is to him you and you can put his hands on your waist

-Ashton laughs to himself, you’re always the one making the first move and he’s sort of starting to love that

-but now it’s his turn

-he’s not going to pass up on the opportunity you just presented him with. and he’s a fucking Slytherin, so he’s ambitious AF

-his grip on you tightens as he pulls you back against him

-you feel… dirty.

-no one is paying attention to the two of you but still

-and besides, you’re not even being that bad, Cal practically has his hand up that Ravenclaws shirt and he’s notorious for being a womanizer

-and Ash’s hands just feel so good on you

-he’s nice and rough, just like you imagined

-yeah, you’d imagined this whole thing before (but you’d never admit that to anyone)

-you turn to make the first move (again) but before you can his lips are on yours

-one hand on your face, the other on the small of your back to keep you pressed against his chest

-its hot and rough and oddly passionate

-groaning into each others mouths and you’re sure no one else can hear you

-tangling your fingers in those curls and when you pull slightly he groans a bit too loudly and it makes you snap back to reality enough to pull away

-Ashton’s eyes open at the loss of contact and he sees you looking around, seeing if anyone is watching, suddenly you’re not the brave Gryffindor anymore

-he grabs your hand and pulls you through the crowd, “Irwin where are we going?” you ask as the two of you leave the Gryffindor common room

-he stops and looks at you, “do you trust me?”

-part of you wants to say no but looking into his eyes… you do. “yes.”

-and then he’s pulling you again, stopping in front of a wall. you’re about to ask more questions when he presses a few of the stones and the wall slides away, revealing a dark corridor you have never seen in your life

-Ashton whispers an illumination spell and a ball of light appears in the corridor, Ashton grabs your hand and the two of you go into the corridor, the door closing behind you

-”Irwin-” you begin. “what did I tell you about calling me that?” he growls, pressing your body against the wall as his lips capture yours again

-now that you’re alone we’re talking full on rough making out

-and now you know he likes having a bit of his hair pulled so for sure you’re doing that to make him groan

-his hands skim under your shirt and you find yourself pulling your shirt off before you begin to fuss with his

-”we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” Ashton says as he helps you pull his shirt off

-you stop, looking at him

-you’re a little shocked that he’s so ready to back off if you’re uncomfortable. i mean, you didn’t think he was some crazy aggressive asshole but this is such a soft side you didn’t know he had

-and it’s like… yes this would be dirty and bad but it would also be fucking LIT AS FUCK FAM

-”are you sure no one else knows about this secret corridor?” you ask

-”pretty sure.” he answers

-grabbing his face and kissing him again

-yes, the first time for you two isn’t going to be on a bed and thats kinky but also… you would not be able to sneak him through the Gryffindor common room to get up to your room and (as per usual Hogwarts) you share a room with two other Gryffindor’s so you wouldn’t even be able to fuck there

-you don’t know about Ashton’s room situations, he might be one of the lucky Slytherins (like Calum) who has their own room with no room mates but your Gryffindor pride is too much to walk through the snake pit Slytherin common room to get to Ashton’s room

-your heart is practically racing out of your chest

-i mean, the sexual tension has been there for… well, for as long as you could remember

-and all it took was a ‘good game’ and now here you are less than 12 hours later?

-why hadn’t you said ‘good game’ years earlier?

-you begin to unbutton his pants and he’s just like “you’re sure you’re okay with this?”

-”Ash, are you going to fuck me or not?”

-there’s his Gryffindor

-he tears off your pants like it’s nobodies business

-and like… he can tell by the way you said ‘are you going to fuck me or not’ that you’re down for the rough stuff

-suddenly his teeth are skimming the skin of your neck and his fingers are gripping you so hard you’re sure there will be bruises

-and you’re moaning and it’s revving him up like a motherfucker

-fingers fam. fingers.

-lets be real he’s pent up like a motherfucker and and he’s been waiting this for god even knows how long

-so you bet your ass he’s having the full experience

-”fuck, wanna taste.” he groans, “get on the ground.”

-for a second you don’t want to obey because you’re both Captains, and it’s going against your Gryffindor Captain mentality to do what he says but… you make a decision right then and there that in strictly a sexual context, he can be in charge

-getting on the floor and the cold stone corridor ground sucks but Ashton immediately distracts you with his tongue

-tangling your fingers in his hair

-he makes you cum once and you think he’s going to come up for air or something but nope, home boi is determined to get you to cum at least twice with his fingers and tongue because this boy will be fucking damned if you leave this experience without wanting more

-your moans echoing off the walls

-when you come a second time you’re a mess and Ashton comes up between your legs, lips on yours

-once again you find yourself reviling in the dirtyness of it all

-the taste of yourself on his tongue, the cold stone floor, the fact that it’s with Ashton fucking Irwin

-he slides into you and you both groan

-his face buried in your neck, soft kisses against the spots that he marked up earlier

-intertwining your fingers

-squeezing his hand with each thrust

-tangling your fingers in his hair again

-and if he likes pain from getting his hair pulled then what would he think about…. dragging your fingers down his back

-”fuck.”

-hearing Ashton swear in his husky sex voice is a blessing

-his lips attach to your neck again and you know there’s going to be a mark because his teeth are driving you wild

-and then his fingers untangle from yours and go to wrap around your neck

-you can feel the bite of his Slytherin Legacy ring against your neck and the thought of it makes you moan

-his lips are on yours again and you know he’s close because his speed is getting quicker

-all it takes is you moaning his name and he cums

-running your fingers through his hair as his thrusting slows and you both just try to catch your breath

-he finally groans and pulls out, rolling off of you onto the ground next to you, “fuck the ground is cold!” he says

-you both laugh

-(if ya’ll know me you know i’m lazy and i have created an anti cum spell so imagine just waving that shit out and it’s anti-pregnancy and anti-mess)

-he grabs your pants and tosses them to you before getting his own clothes on

-you stand up and he kisses you softly

-”still want to grab that Butterbeer?”

-before you leave the corridor Ashton’s fingers brush over your neck, “shit, i’m sorry, you’re neck-” “classic Slytherin.” you tease. “stay here and i’ll go grab you a scarf.” he says

-he comes back really fast with a green scarf and wraps it around your neck

-going and grabbing that Butterbeer

-its an honest to god date

-people are a little shook to see you and Ashton out and about together

-especially with that green scarf

-its kinda late though so you end up back at the school pretty quick

-people are still partying in the common room but a lot of people have cleared out, part of you wants to invite Ashton in but part of you also just needs to go to sleep and think about what the fuck just happened

-because there are still people in the halls you’re not really sure what to do… i mean, you’ve fucked but like… do you kiss? do you hug?

-”come here.” Ashton says, as if reading your mind as his hands settle on your waist

-you go to cup his face and he grins, leaning in and kissing you

-he lets you go and you’re about to take his scarf off but he shakes his head, “keep it, you don’t want to lose the respect of your team by going in there with all these hickies on your neck.”

-i mean… true

-”okay,” he begins to pull away and you say “goodnight Irwin.”

-he laughs, grabbing you again, “what did i tell you about calling me by my last name?”

-another kiss, but this time it’s deeper and rougher and it has you both wanting to go find that secret corridor again

-hearing some whistles and you both break away to see Michael and his Hufflepuff girl standing there with grins on their faces, “get it Ash!” Michael screams

-of course this prompts Ash to get Michael in a headlock and you head into the Gryffindor common room with a smile on your face

-there are still a few people dicking around and Luke is on the couch but his girl is gone and when you enter he immediately pulls you over, arm going over your shoulders, “so you and Ash?”

-of fucking course this Giraffe saw that. he sees everything from his height.

-”and ooh, this is his scarf isn’t it?” Luke asks, beginning to pull the scarf from around your neck

-”back off Luke!” you laugh, smacking his hands away

-”so what are you going to tell the team?” Luke asks, “this is complete betrayal.”

-rolling your eyes, “its not serious, Luke.”

-”pfff, you and Ash have had a thing for each other for ages.” Luke scoffs

-you roll your eyes and head up to your room

-the next morning you’re at breakfast, wearing your red scarf not Ash’s green one. you think it’s going to be like any other day but as you’re leaving a hand goes to your waist and Ash falls in step with you, “you’re not wearing my scarf?”

-”i can’t just wear your scarf Ashton, you know that.” you roll your eyes

-”why not?” he pouts

-”okay, Ashton, what is going on?” you ask, stopping and pulling him out of the direct hallway to a quieter place, “i’m not going to wear your scarf because i’m not your girlfriend. i’m a quidditch captain, like you. i need to represent my own house-”

-he shuts you up with his lips and before you know it the two of you are in the secret corridor again

-”Ash we both have class-” you say between kisses

-”this corridor is a short cut.” he insists, pulling down your pants and turning you around so your back is to him as your hands go to brace yourself against the wall

-its quick but hot as fuck

-you’re starting to realize that it might always be hot as fuck

-him using your red scarf to restrict your neck and thats fucking hot

-you both finish and hurry to pull up your pants then he’s showing you down the corridor and he hits a few tiles and pulls you through quickly and just like that you’re in the back of the class you’re supposed to be in?

-thats how this boy is always getting places so fast!

-you begin to head over to sit with your Housemates and are surprised when Ashton follows you, taking a seat next to you

-the other Gryffindors are surprised as fuck too

-”hey, I’m Ashton.” he smiles

-”we know who you are.” they all say

-”so is this some sort of rival captain forced hang out day?” one of them asks

-”no we’re just getting to know each other.” Ashton shrugs

-”why though?” one asks

-Ashton is shook because he expected this sort of thing from his house but not from yours

-”guys!” you scold, “you’re acting like Slytherins.”

-”ouch.” Ashton laughs

-”sorry, old habits die hard.”

-you begin hanging out more and people don’t react the best to it

-but at least the Slytherins don’t say anything mean to you because they know Ash will kick their asses if they do

-you go to a Slytherin vs Ravenclaw match with your team and your eyes are on Ashton the entire time

-he’s flawless

-a few of your team mates being like “so you and Ashton are hanging out a lot.”

-”its just casual.” you say before you can stop yourself.

-so you just outed you and Ashton to your team

-thats fun

-they are shook

-but they’re not going to question you about it because they’ve noticed you being happier

-Slytherin wins and after the match you go down and wait outside the change room for Ashton to come out

-as soon as he does and he sees you he pulls you into the change room and locks it

-more dirty, kinky, half public sex

-and your neck had just started to heal

-locker room shower sex too because fuck yeah bud

-as your putting on your clothes you tell Ash how great he played and he is actually so soft that you’re complimenting him?

-”so i talked to the team and they’re okay with a few non-house people coming to the after party, if you wanted to come.” Ashton says

-”how did you manage to convince them of that?” you laugh

-”well when i told them i want my girlfriend there they didn’t argue.” Ashton states

-”i’m your girlfriend now?” you ask

-”yes.” he states, pulling you in for a kiss

-and just like that you’re his girlfriend

-he wraps his green scarf around your neck and you laugh

-walking into that Slytherin common room with Ashton’s arm over your shoulders and everyone just gawks at you

-so everything is straight up Fuego with you two

-because you used to be rivals the two of you are matched so well

-like, heavy making out

-lots of hair pulling

-PDA is a thing for Slytherin!Ashton because this boi is possessive AF but also just so proud that you’re his

-sexy dancing to the max

-and it turns out Ashton totally has a room to himself?

-he fucks you on every surface in that room and i will fight you on this

-its just really passionate

-you two are a fucking force to be reckoned with

-”are you sure there’s no secret passage out of your room? i don’t really feel like having a walk of shame out of the Slytherin common room.”

-Ashton walking you out and he glares at anyone who gives you a look

-your houses are going to take a while to accept each other

-but then one of your Gryffindor friends catches Cal’s eye and suddenly your friends are all for SlytherinxGryffindor relationships

-it’s totally a plan that Cal and Ash devised to convince your friends to like Slytherins more but it backfires when Cal’s womanizing Slytherin ways leak out and the girls are all like ‘we hath been played by this slythering boi’

-but Ash is so loyal to you and so in love and everyone can see it

-your first Quidditch game against each other since you started fucking dating and of course a ‘good luck’ isnt enough so he pulls you in for a kiss and both of your teams groan

-meanwhile, Michael (who of course is the quidditch game announcer) makes a super dirty comment ON THE MIKE

-or maybe something more PG like “Oh look kids! spit exchange!” or “first years shield your eyes the captains are working on making a new Christmas team.” because there was that one time Michael said something dirty on the mike and almost got fired from being the announcer

-you both want to win but you both kinda want to see the other smile?

-but you both have to lead your teams so you put on your game day faces

-it’s a super close game

-like insanely close

-but Gryffindor wins

-you begin to walk to the change room but Ashton grabs you and once again you find yourself in some sneaky side corridor but instead of stopping to fuck the shit out of you against a wall Ashton is dragging you somewhere

-ending up in a Prefect bathroom?

-Ashton turns the tub on because you’re both kinda grody from the game

-getting into the water and Ashton begins kissing you immediately

-he gets really dominant which is chill

-”aw baby are you sad cuz we dominated you in the game and now you want to dominate me to make up for it?” you tease

-he pulls back and just gives you this fucking look

-because yes. that’s exactly what he’s about to do.

-and he knows you’re going to let him

-and you’re going to fucking love it too

-so this is your relationship fam

-you are fiercely protective of each other

-marks

-that god damn slytherin legacy ring

-sucking it off his god damned finger

-”that’s so hot.”

-scarves becoming a normal part of your wardrobe

-both of your teams knowing way too much about your sex lives because they have to see the marks in the shower room

-so this is like 4k and i should stop but i don’t want to

-but fam i have to and i am so sorry

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9 for 9

Hyunjin x Reader

Fluff/Slight Drama

A/N: HEY GUYS! So I just recently fell HARD for Stray Kids, Hyunjin being my bias (and I legit have 8 bias wreckers cause they all are amazing). So I wanted to start doing Stray Kids fics! This is my first one and with it I wanted to address what happened with Hyunjin back in April. I know it was awhile ago but since I’ve become a recent Stay, I am writing about it now. I hope you like it and I’m introducing that STRAY KIDS WILL BE A PERMANENT OPTION FOR REQUESTS. Yay ^^ Thank you and enjoy! <3 ~Yosei

“Chan-hyung, Hyunjin-hyung won't open the door to the room.” Felix tugs on Chan's sleeve.

Chan raises a brow, confused by this statement. He makes his way to the shared bedroom, Felix following behind. Once he reaches the door, he turns the knob but it stops. Concerned, he knocks lighty.

“Hyunjin-ah, are you okay? Why is the door locked?” He waits for a response but receives silence back.

He glanced as Felix who just shrugs, worry flashing across his features. Chan turns back to the door and knocks again.

“Hyunjin-ah, why won't you open the door?” Once again, no response. Listening closer, he could hear...sniffling?

“Hey, what's going on?”

Chan and Felix turn to see Seungmin coming out of the bathroom.

“Hyunjin-hyung won't come out of the bedroom, he locked the door.”

Seungmin raises a brow. “You guys didn't hear what happened?”

Felix and Chan look at each other in confusion and shake their heads.

Seungmin sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “Someone from school decided to go and make a post about Hyunjin-hyung. They claimed he was starting fights, that he was hitting and fighting girls. They said he was a bully. Now some people claiming to be fans are wanting him to leave the group.”

Chan's expression changes from concern, to horror and then into anger. “They did WHAT?!”

Felix’s face pales, sadness taking over. He knocks on the door to the shared room. “Hyunjin-hyung, please open the door! We just want to talk to you.”

This time, they heard a faint voice.

“Go away. I don't want to talk right now.”

Felix looks to Chan and Seungmin, a defeated look on his face. Chan sighs and knocks once again.

“If you don't open this door, we're calling your girlfriend.”

No answer. Chan rolls his eyes and motions to Seungmin. “Can you find a phone and call Y/N? If anyone can get him out, it's her.”

Seungmin nods, “I think Minho has his right now.” He walks off to find Minho.

Chan looks to a depressed looking Felix and places his hand on his shoulder. “Don't worry, mate. We'll get him out. You know Y/N would do anything for him and for us.”

“Hmm what would Hyunjinnie like?” You mumble to yourself, staring at the wall of drinks.

I’M ON A HELLEVATOR~~~

You jump, your phone ringing startling you. You see a picture of Minho’s face on the screen. Smiling, you pick up.

“Yo, Minho-oppa, what's up?”

“Hey, Y/N. Are you busy? We wanted to know if you could come over, please. Asap.”

The desperation in his voice snaps your attention away from the task at hand. “Minho is something wrong? Is it Hyunjin?”

“Hyunjin-ah locked himself in his room and he won't come out. We were hoping he'd open the door for you. Felix is having a panic attack.”

Your heart stops for a moment. “Yeah I'm right down the street at the store. I'm on my way now.”

“Thank you Y/N! We'll see you soon.”

You hear the phone click on the other side. You quickly gather your thoughts before grabbing a can of coke, paying and running out of the store.

You make it to the dorms within 5 minutes. You nodded to the lady at the front desk of the building, who waved back. You regularly came to visit your boyfriend and the boys, so the staff knew who you were.

You made it up to the floor of their dorms and knock on the door. You try to control your anxiety waiting for the door to open. Within a minute the door flies open to reveal a flustered Chan.

He sighs with relief when he sees you. “Oh thank God. Please come in.”

You bow your head and make your way inside the dorm, removing your shoes. You see Seungmin and Minho sitting in the living room, both waving high, also relieved to see you.

“Where's Changbin-oppa, Woojin-oppa, Jisunie and Jeonginnie?

“Changbin-ah and Jisung-ah are working on a song and Woojin-hyung and Jeongin-ah are practicing their parts for a new song.” Minho responds.

You then hear footsteps padding around the corner and suddenly feel a taller body fly into you, knocking the wind out of you for a moment. You wrap your arms around a very upset dancer.

“Please get him to open the door, Noona. I'm worried.”

You pat Felix on the head and wiggle yourself away. “Don't worry, hun. I'll go talk to him. Does anyone know what this is about?”

The 4 boys give each other knowing looks. Seungmin shakes his head. “I think it would be better if he told you.”

You quirked a brow but nod your head. You approach the door of the bedroom and knock. You hear a don't but stern voice from the other side.

“I said I don't want to talk, Hyung!”

“Hyunjinnie, it's me. Please open the door.”

You hear shuffling around before the lock turning. The door opens and you get pulled inside before it shuts and locks again. You turn to face your boyfriend and let or a slight gasp. He looked miserable. His eyes were puffy and red, his hair was sweaty and stuck to his forehead and he looked like he hasn't slept for days.

“Hyunjin! Oh my God, what happened?!” you reach up to brush his hair out of his face.

He lets you fiddle with his before he pulls away and goes to sit on his bed. “It's nothing to worry about.”

You shoot the boy a glare. “What do you mean it's nothing to worry about? I get a frantic call from Minho saying that you won't unlock your door and when I get here, you look like you're on death's door!” You follow him to the bed, sitting down next to him. “Now tell me, jagi. What's wrong?”

Hyungjin sighs and hands you his phone. On the screen you see an article with his name in the title. Curious, you take the phone and read through the article. With every word you read, the look of horror and anger became more apparent. By the end of the article, you had tears in your eyes.

“Oh my god, Hyunjin.” You didn’t know what to say right now. You were speechless.

Hyunjin looks down, fiddling with his fingers. “Yeah, I found it this morning.”

You grip the phone so hard, your knuckles turn white. “Who the hell could have done something so cruel?!”

He shrugs. “You don’t believe it, right?” He looks up at you, his eyes filled with fear.

Your mouth drops open, “What? Why the hell would you think I’d believe it?”

“Well, everyone else does. Fans are wanting me to leave the group.”

You can hear the defeat in his voice. It broke your heart knowing this is how he’s feeling. You put his phone face down on the bed and took both of his hands in yours. You rub your thumbs over the back of his hands, trying to sooth his worries.

“Why would I ever think it’s true?! For one, I go to school with you and I’ve NEVER seen you even kill a fly, let alone hit a girl. Two, I KNOW you, Hyunjinnie. I’ve known you for quite a long time. You are not that type of guy and never will be that type of guy. You’re the sweetest, most caring, funny and smart guy I know. You don’t deserve ANY of this.” You reach up to wipe away the tears that are streaming down his cheeks. He leans into your hand and closes his eyes, your touch calming his anxiety.

“And don’t you DARE think about leaving this group, Jagi. You have the right to be in this group as much as the other 8 members. You worked so hard to get where you are today. Your debut was a HUGE success and that was because of ALL OF YOU. ALL of you played a part in becoming who the group is today. How do you think your members would feel if you left? Man, Felix was just having an anxiety attack because you wouldn’t open the door. Imagine if you left! Your fans would be devastated!”

Hyunjin places his hand on yours and opens his eyes. “But the fans said-”

“Man, screw what those fans said! They aren’t true fans anyway! You deserve to be here, you deserve to continue to shine with your boys, and you deserve to have an amazing comeback that will knock our socks off!”

You lean your head forward, pressing your forehead against his. You close your eyes and lower your voice. “Stray Kids is a family, Hyunjin. It’ll always be 9 for 9. They are not going to leave you behind. I’m not going to leave you behind.”

Hyunjin wraps his arms around you and pulls you close, sobbing into your shoulder. You do the same, just sitting in silence for a moment to let him cry out his worries. After about 5 minutes of just hugging, he pulls away. He lightly kisses you on the lips and smiles that awkward, cute smile of his. You reach into your bag to pull out a can of coke, which he happily took.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you, Jagi. You really are my rock.”

You giggle and kiss him back. “As you are mine. Now, since the boys are super worried, I’m going to open the door. Will you be okay?”

The boy nods and smiles. You smile back and go to unlock the bedroom door. As soon as you open it, you see an Australian blur of a boy run past you and tackle Hyunjin onto the bed. Hyunjin laughs and hugs Felix back.

Chan, Minho and Seungmin laugh at the sight. Chan turns to you and gives you a thankful smile. “You’re such a god sent, Y/N. We’re so thankful Hyunjin-ah has someone like you to take care of him. I don’t think Stray Kids could survive without you.”

You giggle and wink at the leader. “Nah, you guys have always been amazing. But I’ll always be here for you all whenever you need it.” You turn your attention back to your boyfriend who was patting Felix on the head.

“Oh, hey, Y/N. Off topic but I’ve been meaning to ask you. Who’s your Stray Kids Bias?” Minho smirks, trying to get Hyunjin to act like himself again.

Hyunjin’s ears perk up and glares at the older boy. “What kind of question even is that? Of course I’m her bias. I’m her boyfriend!”

Seeing where Minho was going with this, you put your hand to your chin, pretending to think about it. “Hmm I don’t know. I mean, Jisungie’s kinda cute but Woojin-oppa’s voice is like heaven. Oh and don’t forget you guys have the cutest Maknae ever, so maybe Jeonginnie?”

Hyunjin stands up. “Yahh! What about me?! I’m the one you’re dating!” He starts moving towards you.

You giggle and run out of the room, being chased by a half angry, half laughing Hyunjin. The boys laugh as they watch you guys run around the dorm. Eventually Hyunjin catches you and wraps his arms around your waist and starts tickling you.

“Come on, Jagiya. Just admit I’m your bias!”

You were half laughing and half crying. As much as you hated being tickled, you were happy to see Hyunjin being himself again. “Okay okay! Of course you’re my Bias! You’re my Ultimate Bias, Hyunjinnie!”

The front door opens to reveal four more boys who had just come home from work. They stop in the middle of the doorway, watching the chaotic scene unfold before them. Jisung leans over to Changbin.

“Uhhh, what did we just walk into?”

Changbin shrugs. “I’m not sure if we really wanna know.”

Woojin shakes his head and chuckles. “It’s always wild when Y/N is here.”

Jeongin lights up when he sees you are here and runs to you. “Yay! Noona’s here!” He runs to give you a hug but you get pulled away by Hyunjin, who sticks his tongue out at Jeongin, not wanting to share.

Jeongin pouts, pulling on your arm. “Hey! You gotta share Y/N!”

You and the rest of Stray Kids laugh as you become the center of a tug of war. Woojin smiles. “Yup, it’s always wild when she’s here.”

[Masterlist]

#Stray kids #stray kids reactions #stray kids fanfiction #stray kids fluff #stray kids scenarios #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin fluff #hyunjin angst #stray kids angst #kpop reactions #kpop scenarios #kpop fanfiction #kpop angst #gaiyo fanfiction

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acrosstimeandspace · 6 years

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Our Red String

(So, here is my day 3 prompt, soulmate au, for @jocelynships Valentines 2019 prompts! The first time I tried this Tumblr deleted it, so let’s hope that typing it somewhere else first works! I also decided to incorporate a modern au as well.)

In our world, it is known that everyone has a red string attached to one of their fingers. This string is only viewable by the person and their soulmate, and it will eventually lead you to them. However, I have never seen such a string upon myself. I have no soulmate.

As a child, I was teased relentlessly for being stringless, for not having another half. I was seen as cursed to be forever alone. Even teachers gave up on consoling me and encouraging me.

Luckily for me, I had two friends, Zeke and Pandoria, who stuck by my side no matter what. While it is easy to become envious of them, as they are soulmates themselves, it is nice to have someone stay with me. Even if they can be like an old married couple, they’re sweet. They give me hope that I could even find my other half someday.

Today was just another boring day at my job in the college library, sitting around at the help desk waiting for someone to come by and ask for help. Pandoria dropped by with some snacks and kept me company for a while. But now I leaned onto the desk, staring at the few people coming in and out of the library when a group came into the library.

They all walked together, and they were all stunning as models. They were all relatively tall, especially when compared to my short stature, and looked like they worked out as some of their toned muscles could be seen through their summery clothing. ‘They probably all have soulmate of their own,’ I thought glumly as I continued to stare from the corner of my eye.

One member of the group, their leader, caught my eye. Like the rest of them, he was fairly tall and well toned. His hair was a snowy white, and rather long and fell into his eyes, reminding me of an anime character. His eyes were a chilling ice blue, and when coupled with his glare it made you feel like you were in Antartica. Wait, he was glaring at me? Oh god no he knew I was staring!

He guided his group towards the desk and I felt like disappearing. ‘Please please ignore me!” But sadly, that did not happen as he stopped right in front of me. “Excuse me,” his calm voice sounded out, “I would like to ask for some help.”

Oh thank goodness! He just needed help, and he didn’t see me staring! Relief flooded me as I stood up more to get a better look, unconsciously placing my hand on the desk next to his as I did so. “Of course, what do you need help with?” I smiled.

He opened his mouth to speak, but paused mid sentence as he spotted my hand hear his. HIs eyes widened a bit as he continued to stare at my hand. I wasn’t the only one to notice this, as his friend in black next to him nudged his shoulder. “Hey, JIn, you’re kinda being creepy here. What’s with you and her h-”

“So, you’re my soulmate, huh?” He said, interrupting his friend. The blue eyed man, Jin, still looked shocked, but gave me a smile, almost as if he had witnessed some form of a miracle.

“Pardon?” I stuttered out incredulously. Was he seriously hitting on me? “Is that a pick up line or something? I’m sorry but do you need help or are you here to flirt?”

His friends looked startled at my bite, and I don’t blame them. Usually finding your soulmate was exciting, but I don’t have a string, I don’t have a soulmate. “What? No, you’re my soulmate.” He stated, apparently he too was shocked at my outburst. “Your string, on your ring finger, it connects to my pink finger.”

I stiffened at this. There was no way possible. “I don’t have it, a string.” I admitted. “I’ve never seen it, so I don’t have a soulmate.” I shrugged, and shuffled away a bit.

“Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean its not there.” He said. His tone was still calm and even, but he seemed saddened by my statement. “And I assure you that it is there.”

Before I could counter, the only girl of the group spoke up, “Well, if you want to see who’s right, you can always go and see Haze.”

Jin nodded. “Patroka is right, Haze is a friend of ours that can see the strings. She can settle this.”

I sighed. Should I believe them? I quite literally just met them. As I contemplated on whether to trust Jin and his friends, Zeke and Pandoria showed up.

“Woah, what’s happening here!”Zeke exclaimed as he tried to wedge himself between me and Jin. “It’s been a while, Jin. I hope you’re not causing Luca here any trouble.”

The one in the black spoke up again, “Well, it seems that little ‘Luca’ is Jin’s soulmate.”

“Oh please, that’s just rubbish!” Zeke scoffed. “Luca doesn’t have a string, so no soulmate.”

“Just because she can’t see it does not mean its not there.” Jin repeated. “We plan on going to Haze to settle this.”

“Oh, I see. Well, we’ll go along! Luca will be getting off in a bit, so go and sit down!” Zeke shooed them away. He then turned to me with a troubled expression on his face. “Well, this is awkward. I completely forgot Fan could see strings..”

“You know I really don’t care,” I shrugged, “I gave up on finding my soulmate in middle school. I just don’t believe mine exists. But anyway, who is this Jin guy?”

“He’s a friend of Pyra’s older brother, y’know, the one in all black?” Pandoria explained. “I would have neeeveeer thought that he would be your soulmate! But that is kinda cute…” She tapped her chin as she thought about it, but I just shook my head.

“Well, I don’t believe he is. I mean, I’ve lived all of my life being told I don’t have a soulmate. So why should they now suddenly appear?”

Pandoria looked between me and Zeke. “Well.. you do have a point..”

“At least you both know this Haze person. Is she reliable?”

“Why yes, she is! Zeke exclaimed. “She’s the reason that Pyra and Rex are together, actually.”

“Yeah, Fan can see the strings of other people. She says that they're all usually tangled, like a ball of yarn.” Pandoria added.

“Okay so she’s legit. Great. I’m gonna head back and change, and then we’ll be on our way.”

When I came back, Jin was the only one waiting for me. Apparently everyone else just up and left. Great, thanks Zeke and Pandoria, really see the trust here. The walk over to Fan’s place was very awkward to say in the least. Neither of us spoke much, until we were outside of her door.

“Why do you think that you don’t have a soulmate?” Jin asked. “I mean, I know you can’t see it, but, that doesn’t mean the string is not there.”

I shuffled and looked at my feet. “I-I never had a reason to believe that one was out there for me. So, I just gave up on that idea…”

An awkward air hung around us for a moment, then he reached out and pat my head. I leaned into his touch and he chuckled. “Wow, just like a cat.” A blush spread across my face as he continued. “But, you don’t have to think that anymore. I promise you that I am your soulmate and I will be there for you, Luca. It is Luca, right?”

I chuckled. “Yeah, it is. It’s short for Lucasta. And you’re name is Jin, yeah? Its… Its a very nice name, I like it a lot.”

“Thank you, I like your name too, Luca. I-“

A girl with short and spiky auburn hair and golden eyes threw the door. She placed her hands on her hips as she said, “Wow, are you two just gonna make out in front of our house?”

We walked into the house and the girl introduced herself as Lora, a childhood friend of Jin’s and Fan’s older sister. She had us sit in the living room as she went to get her sister, leaving us to sit on the couch.

“Jin, I have a question for you.” He nodded for me to go on. “Why did you bring me here? I mean, why do you want me to be your soulmate? We barely know each other and, well I just don’t understand.”

“I don’t particularly know myself.” Jin answered truthfully. “I know its not because I wanted to prove a point. It may seem odd, but I really do feel a connection with you.”

I shook my head. “Maybe, but, I don’t know, its nice. I think I’m starting to warm up to the idea of a soulmate.”

Jin shot me a smile, and was about to say something when a girl who looked identical to Lora, but with longer hair, came into the room with Lora behind her. “Lora told me that you two want me to confirm if you were really soulmates. And you are,” she pointed to our hands, “Your string runs from your left ring finger to his right pinky.”

I blinked. It was just as Jin had said. Reality started to hit me. Jin was my soulmate. I had a soulmate. My face flushed red as thoughts rushed through my head. Jin sensed my distress and offered to take me home. I just nodded numbly.

As he walked me home a heavy silence settled between us. “So, are you happy to find your soulmate?” Jin asked me.

I stopped and looked up at him. “Yeah, I am. I just, I never thought it would happen to me. I-I always thought I would be alone, romantically speaking. It… I’m actually really happy that you found me Jin! I can’t find words to describe this feeling!” My face flushed as I said this, but I continued to look him in the eye and smile. I truly was happy. It felt like a fairy tale to meet my soul mate.

Jin smiled as he came closer to me and pulled me into a hug. He pressed his forehead against mine as he said, “I feel the same. I’m so overjoyed that I’m able to meet you, Luca. I look forward to having you as my soulmate.”

#love letters #my writing #self insert #lucasta aureliana micheli #xenoblade chronicles 2 #xb2 #jin #snowdrop #ssvday2019 #soulmate au

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smellycinnamonthundahfudge · 6 years

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a year ago, i was tagged by @suplosers on two questionnaires and it is only now, a year later that i was able to answer em. i’m so sorry it took me this long but yah i’m just glad to get thru dis milestone, answering the first tumblr get to know ya post i was @ at... yaayyy ^^

rules: answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people.

I tag: tbd haha i still have to dig thru meh notifs to see which ones apparently took an interest in me so i’d like to take an interest in as well haha but oh @you-guys--are-losers, ur doing this whahaha hope it’s not too much of a bother, no presh watsoever ;3

the last

1. drink: ughh it's dis shitty stuff called hydrite w/c is basically salt water cus im sick rn and it's supposed to rehydrate ur shts or something hahaha

but dat was like a week ago... as of da moment i posted dis, it’s coffee from mini stop dat i drank at like 530 in da morn while i waited until i could enter the school cus i had to commute 3 hours w/ lil to none sleep

2. phone call: my father or one of my best friends

3. text message: the last one i texted was my sister and the last one i got a text from was dis org in school about the location for recruitment/auditions/interview

4. song you listened to: billy jean by michael jackson and i listened to it for meh tomdaya fic hahaha. But i also listened to halo by beyonce, untouchable and dress by taylor swift, and some other songs magmt mentions in her tomdaya fic hehe a week ago

rn, a metal cover of toxic by our last night

5. time you cried: haha i don't actually remember the context of it (i could find out tho haha cus i sent da pic to my best friend) but i took a pic of it while i did it which was on... july 16 hahaha. Oh but w8 oh sht i think i cried after that fudge w8 i don't remember the date (i think i can find this out too hahaha) but i wrote a sortof goodbye confessions letter to one of my dear friends and i wrote there that i externally cried (b4 i just said internally haha) so i'm not entirely sure i cried but i think im pretty sure i teared up hehe

6. dated someone twice: hahaha i haven't even had a legit love interest yet 😆😂 buuutt my best friend and i have "dated" as in spent entire days together w/ just the two of us, we even went to mcdonalds for valentine's day and got each other gifts hihihi aahhh gosh i miss her :'(

7. kissed someone and regretted it: haha im not even sure if dis happened and i have no plans on asking her about it but i remember when i was a kiddo, when my sis came home for some reason i kissed her on the lips hahaha dont remember if accidental or i just brain farted heck i aint even sure if it happened but das all i can answer cus well like i said, see #6 😆😂😆😂

8. been cheated on: hhmmm probs not, i have no idea if ive been cheated on in an unromantic way hahaha but in da romantic way, like i said, no love interest hahaha

Oh w8 does being someone's crush (i aint sure but it seemed like it) and crushing on dat dude but dat dude crushing on someone else too count as cheating? 😆😂😆😂

9. lost someone special: yes, all of my grandparents are dead. I've also lost pets, and i fear i may lose some of my friends due to the distance among us in this time of our lives

10. been depressed: i always wanna be careful over how to define depression. Like wat constitutes it... but yes, i think i have. Not sure, mind you, but yes, at the beginning of gr 7 i was really alone, i think i was bullied and i think i was depressed and going thru a really dark phase of my life back then. But then again, i have to say, i'm not sure.

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: hahaha nope. I'm looking forward to getting drunk tho. Im currently underage so im not allowed to drink dat much yet but yeah i wanna know my limits hehehe i hope im da kinda gurl who can handle her liquor but i have drank and i have to say it made me all loopy and weird and just like woke or high or something hahaha so yeah man im excited to get trashed on my 18th bday hahaha (hopefully i get to do this tho huhuhu)

3 favourite colours

12. Pink

13. Blue

14. Gray

in the last year have you

15. made new friends: yyeeesssss and i'm so glad i have hihi. I have made friends w/ a select group of my blockmates and they're awesome and weird, i hope to strengthen our bond in da future hehe. Ooohhh and i sure hope that you guys are losers is my friend cus she's been rlly great :')

16. fallen out of love: i guess the closest i've come to falling out of love in a romantic way is moving on from da heavy crushin on meh crush. But i dunno, i still think he's a unicorn n pretty special to me so i dunno hahaha.

But bro, i do think i have fallen out of love. With tv shows, with characters. Like i used to be so passionate about a few shows and characters but now all i have towards them is regret heck i cant even remember wat dey are but i know dat der was love lost. I know it.

17. laughed until you cried: hahaha yaasss i think so. It's either when i was with my best dearest friends or during the class of dis really cool and funny as heck joker teacher who makes us laugh in EVERY SINGLE CLASS hahaha ahhh das guy's so cool

18. found out someone was talking about you: oohh yah yah i think so. Either from my best friends or from a few of my old classmates i care about and had gotten close with. Da best friend ones was about something in my past/history (g7) and the classmates one i think was just dem talking about me and they told me about it ooohhh i think it was my crush hahahaha. They told me dat my crush actually admired me a lot hehe. There was one time my friend (the one who told me about dis) was putting make up on me for a school film, and my crush was da cam guy and he told my friend i looked pretty. Sooo im pretty lucky dat- oh sht w8 i dunno if it's dis year but oh w8 no, it was on my bday last year (dec 20) and da same friend said she was sorry cus apparently da bois make fun of me or something and she was sorry cus she laughed along too hahaha but i didnt mind cus i know im weird and i dont even know what dey say about me in da first place hahahaha. Ok das it im done, i think ive overshared now hahaha 😆😂😆😂

19. met someone who changed you: my best friends. Ive thought about it based on wat sup losers said about change for da better and i dont rlly think of change as something dat happens quick, i think it happens over time and u dont even notice it. So ok oh sht i think im wrong cus i met my best friends 4/6 years ago hahaha but for reals tho, i was in a dark place and if it werent for dem i think id still be lost lonely and sad. Uuhhmmm in regards to answering the question correctly, i guess my blockmates count since they inspire/challenge me to be better. OH SHT W8 i def think you guys are losers and dead end street and tomdaya receipts and tout de suite have changed me hehehe. Da first 2 in dat dey inspired me to write more hehe. Da 1st one inspired me to do this so i think this counts as change hehe. And da last 2 changed me in dat bcus i met dem, i became OBSESSED w/ tomdaya hahaha.

20. found out who your friends are: yes, i have actually. And it's all because i am now currently a college freshman as well as my friends.

21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: hahaha my fam i guess hahaha. But no one in a romantic context.

general

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: hhmmm i guess id say about 200 since i know 4 sections of around 40 ppl and da rest is like fam and ppl ive met once/twice or have passed by haha

23. do you have any pets: yaaaassss 3 doggos: albie, juju, and biggie girl. Juju has a pupper named tchalla called dat cus he black hehehe and biggie has 2 biglets named mermer (meredith) and crissy (cristina) cus they're sisters 😍😊😊

My fam have also had a buncha dogs n puppers before but they were either given away or passed away. My bro also has dis cat named bob and i think he counts as a semi pet since my bro's home is a fam home.

24. do you want to change your name: uuhhh i wish i had an alliterative name like superheroes. Buutt im pretty happy w/ my name :')

25. what did you do for your last birthday: oohhhh i think i was at my section's christmas party it was pretty nice n emotional and i spent da rest of da day w/ 2 of meh best friends who bought me cake n food when my own fam didn't 😆😂😆😂

26. what time did you wake up: 4 am to shit cus im sick, but fell asleep again and officially got up around 730 or 8ish

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: haha tryna stay awake cus i had to drink meh meds and failed oh so much and i think i was asleep by midnight hahaha

28. name something you can’t wait for: tomdaya content, chatting/being w/ my best friends, watching da stuff i wanna watch, tumblring, reading sht i wanna read, vacation, writing fanfics, learning how to do a buncha stuff (write screenplays, make films n gifs, draw better), my bday when i hopefully get to do wat i want haha, avengers 4 and smffh, and captain marvel and antman and the wasp too i guess haha oh and the incredibles 2 and httyd 3 😍😍😍 oohhh and crazy rich asians

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: on monday which was when i was at home and not at my dad's n sis' n i's apartment in manila for school/work

31. what are you listening to right now: commercials on da tv as i answer this long ass questionnaire hahaha

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: hahaha i had to think about dis one but yah i have actually haha he was my gr 8 class mate n i like to think semi friend back den at least haha. Oh w8 but he doesn't go by tom tho, it's just thomas haha

33. something that is getting on your nerves: myself hahaha my shitty lazy ass procrastinating self hahaha 😅🙍

34. most visited website: fb specifically messenger, youtube, and tumblr

35. hair colour: hmmm black w/ a bit of brown i guess (ASIAN, YO! 😆😂😆😂)

36. long or short hair: neither, medium i guess haha. I like how long hair looks but it's such a bother n hassle haha. So i def would prefer short hair on a practical standpoint hahaha (im actually thinking of shaving the hair above my nape, yknow on da back of my head hehe)

37. do you have a crush on someone: well i dont have dat much of a crush on da crush i mentioned before, like i said haha. I have a crush on tomdaya, does dat count? 😆😂

38. what do you like about yourself: hahahaha nothing 😆😂😆😂🙍

Naahh uhhh i guess i like how much i love tv shows, i love meh fangirl self, and i like how diff n unique n weird i am, how i stand out, n dat i think my dreams are noble n worth tryin out. N i like how supportive n nice i am n im just chill on da outside haha. N sometimes i like meh face hehe. And i think dat im hilarious n weird n ppl should appreciate me more hahaha das y i crave for more validation dan consulting researchers hahaha (no one laughs at dat jokes and it's like im da only one who finds it funny and come on, man, i managed to make a research joke. Cant ya give a girl a break?)

n i guess sometimes it's good how much i care but sometimes i wish my feels could just chill for just like a minute pls

Thanks, man. I usually just focus on meh bad qualities so thanks for dis question, man :')

oh and i like dat i can swim hehe

39. piercings: i have holes on my ears for earrings but i don't really wear dem

40. blood type: a, i think?

41. nickname: sam, sab, and i rlly want to be called smells cus it's like a more me version of mels from melody hahaha

42. relationship status: single, yo. Oh w8 but i am married to my bed and fandoms so dey always come first. Plus i love my friends 😍😊

43. zodiac: sagittarius i think but i dont rlly know/care about zodiac sht. Tho it's nice if it does match up hehe

44. pronouns: uhhh i dont know wat to put here but i assume dis refers to wat i wish to be referred by ssoooo she, her, and a genderless pronoun in my language siya

45. favourite tv show: ughh i cant choose. Friends, grey's anatomy, phineas and ferb, avatar: the last airbender, black mirror, doctor who, and all of michael schur's stuff, and modern family, grimm, person of interest, pushing daisies, scrubs, happy endings, forever, how i met your mother, gravity falls, sherlock, and yknow wat? Yah, supernatural too and the httyd shows and suits :') oooohhh w8 and how to get away w/ murder and i guess big bang theory as well 😃 the end of the fucking world, legends of tomorrow, crazy ex-girlfriend, the good place, timeless but it’s kinda depressing so speaking of w/c game of thrones and west world and a series of unfortunate events and stranger things and scorpion and lost in space and for anime, let’s go with yakitate japan and boku no hero academia

46. tattoos: none, but i rlly want one and even have a list of tattoos i want (pretty minimalist), i just have to think of da perf place tho (both where to put it and where to get it) and find out if i can still donate meh bod if i have tattoos, but one of da ones i rlly want is smileys on meh fingers hehe

47. right or left handed: right, but my ma says im kinda ambidextrous n i kinda wish i could develop it hehe

48. surgery: haha nope, never. But in terms of an interest, i love grey's anatomy 😆😂

50. sport: ooohh my main sport is swimming cus my siblings are all swimmers so i am too. But i have played other sports for school like badminton, table tennis, volleyball, some water game i dont remember haha, and a combat sport in my country called arnis

51. vacation: christmas vacay and i cant wait huhu

52. pair of trainers: uhhh are trainers rubber shoes? I have a couple, i guess.

GENERAL

53. eating: my dad (who cooked our meal), sis, and i ate afritada (chicken dat's tomatoey basically) for dinner

54. drinking: just water, but ugh i have to drink da hydrite sht again 😑😒

55. I’m about to: finish dis questionnaire n fall asleep haha

56. waiting for: sleep n happiness

57. want: to sleep n write n tumblr n watch n read n for all my problems to disappear

58. get married: yeahhh... but i think it's highly unlikely, man. So i aint counting on it but i do want it to happen, it seems nice having someone to spend da rest of your life with :')

59. career: hahaha i'm still just a college student, just a newly minted freshman actually. But i like to consider myself a fulltime fangirl hahaha

WHICH IS BETTER

60. hugs or kisses: well, i havent rlly made out with anyone yet so im gonna have to say hugs i guess w/c ofc i love haha but i wish someone bigger than me could cuddle me for once in my life 😢

61. lips or eyes: lips cus they just seem so soft and sensual hehe. Plus i dunno man, eyes are kinda gross with muta (da sht in da corner of ur eyes when you wake up, it's a filipino word) and sht. And ya have to wear glasses/contacts if dey weak so it's just such a hassle. Tho i do recognize their importance n stuff 😊

62. shorter or taller: ugh TALLER. im a pretty tall gal so for once id like to be da lil spoon for once, for someone to be able to carry me and ya know all dat jazz. But i wouldnt give up my height for anything, makes me feel confident and better than everyone else mwuehehehehehehe

63. older or younger: uuuhhh for now i think it's a bit weird to date someone younger dan me, but for me personally, wat age i'd like to be, YOUNGER ALL DA WAY. it was just way less stressful and innocent back den, id give anything to go back 🙍

64. nice arms or nice stomach: haha nice arms if it means i can swing around them and they can carry me whahaha. But i do like em abs, i wanna feel wat abs feel like just once in my life hahaha

65. hookup or relationship: ooohhh i guess i fancy myself having a relationship for now hehe. Havent even had one yet haha.

66. troublemaker or hesitant: i am a hesitant troublemaker whahahahaha. Like i have all these ideas of thangs to do n sometimes i do dem but sometimes da situation n context scares me into not doing it like a wuss hahaha

HAVE YOU EVER:

67. kissed a stranger: haha nope.

68. drank hard liquor: haha nope but am looking forward to it hehe

69. lost glasses/contact lenses: thankfully i havent needed any yet whew

70. turned someone down: uhhh i guess the closest i came to "turning someone down" was being awkward around my crush haha but to be fair i think he was awkward too hahaha. And in an unromantic sense, i turned down a blockmate who offered to be my partner in an assignment becus i already had a partner hahahaha 😅

71. sex on the first date: haha havent experienced it if das wat ur askin. Maybe imma be dat kinda person after ive had a couple of relationships but for now i'll settle for someone actually being interested in me hahaha

73. had your heart broken: yes, by tv shows, and by da crappiness of life in general 🙇

74. been arrested: hahahaha nope but dat would be CRAZY hahaha

75. cried when someone died: yes, whether in real life or in tv shows, i have cried bcus of death 😢

76. fallen for a friend: look, man, my best friend's probably the most important person in my life who i couldnt bear to lose. I love her more dan anything in da world so i dunno if our friendship is something more dan da "typical" best friends i just know dat i love her n dat i dont wanna lose her n dat our bond's nothing like any other relationship ive ever had

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

77. yourself: hahahaha not rlly 😅 im pretty unreliable tbh and i make tons of mistakes and ill never be enough ever and just in general hate myself and have 0 self esteem hahaha 😅😅😅😓

But there's a chance i could improve tho, a very very VERY small tiny chance... but i guess i'll take wat i can get :/

78. miracles: hhmmm not in da way most ppl think about miracles in dat, it's da impossible event. I like to think it's a miracle that i have the family dat i have, da friends dat i have, and da life dat i have cus honestly i think i'd be dead w/o em. It's a fucking miracle i have things im passionate about and things that i love and im surrounded by ppl who i love and who love me as well. So yeah, i guess i believe in those kinds of miracles :')

79. love at first sight: hahaha not rlly. Look, man, im a fat girl who doesnt rlly care dat much about looks so unless a person manages to fall for someone while dat someone was doing something dat was a huge indicator of their personality and thus it's not only da appearance dat da person "fell in love w/", den i rlly dont believe in love at first sight. It's just infatuation, bruh. Love at first sight is cheap and u dont rlly know any thing about dat person other than the fact that they're pretty (why they caught ur eye in da 1st place imo) and nothin, zilch. Unless, like i said, they were doing something important to dem n indicative of deir personality. But even then, it wouldnt be love. Like i said, it'd be infatuation cus imo love is deep and takes time and cant just HAPPEN just cus u looked at someone and thought he/she was pretty 😒. True love would mean knowing dat person to deir bone but wanting to know more about dem. So to conclude a ted talk from a bitter person w/ a non existent love life 😆😂😂😂, love at first sight doesnt exist, is cheap, and is discriminatory to "ugly" ppl.

80. santa claus: hahaha i know he probs doesnt exist and is u know basically just capitalism n marketing hahaha. But i dunno, man, i kinda wanna believe he exists just cus it's more fun n childlike n innocent 😍

81. kiss on the first date: hahaha yeah i guess so but i think i probs would have had to known dat person for a while before we decided to date. I havent had a first kiss yet sooo i aint just willin to give dat out to someone i just met/knew for like a day or something hahaha (i have no idea how dating works) 😆😂😆😂😆😂

82. angels: huh... i like to think guardian angels exist cus dat means there are like angels of pure light sent down from heaven to protect us from any harm w/c is just nice to think about, yknow? Hehe. But angels in da catholic sense... i dont think i do, bruh. Sorry :/ *shrugs*

OTHER:

84. eye colour: uuhhhh brown, i guess? Like i said, i dont rlly care much for eyes hahaha 😅 ooohh but da purple eyes thang ive seen on da internet sounds cool hahaha

85. favourite movie: aaaahhhhh there's just so many good movies thoo

But agghh fine. Ive come to notice dat my genre's pretty lighthearted w/c is nice actually hehe

Spider-Man: Homecoming, Rogue One, 10 Things I Hate About You, Moana, Coco, Mulan, Avengers: Infinity War, White Chicks cus it's just so goddamn funny and iconic 😆😂😆😂😍, i'm not- ok you know wat, da Pixar movies in general ok? I mean, how can ya not? Oh which reminds me, Tangled, and The Princess and The Frog, oohh The Avengers is also a pretty solid movie, ooohhh Love, Simon, godhs dat was just such a wholesome sweet n nice movie :'), oh and den i freaking love the Scream franchise, man. It's so good :'), oooohhh w8 maybe The Dark Knight cus heath ledger was just da fuking bomb in dat movie, oohh and About Time's da sweetest time travel movie :') w/c reminds me dat the Back to the Future franchise was just such a classic, man :') oh and yknow wat? Unbreakable's actually pretty fucking cool, man. I get shyamalan know haha. Oh and yknow wat? 100 Tula Para Kay Stella is da 1st filipino film i actually liked so it has a special place in meh heart :')

ooohhh and Black Panther, man, gods how can one not bring up Da King™? WAKANDA FOREVER :') 😄

Oh and hey yknow wat? I have a sweet spot for the Sorcerer's Apprentice. It's kinda a guilty pleasure of mine hehe 😅

Whiicchh reminds me... the HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON FRANCHISE HAS GOT MY HART WHIPPED 😭😭😭

Oh and i also rlly like when harry met sally hihi :') and i guess the OG Star Wars trilogy's got a special place in my heart even if it is da way dat it is now 😢 :')

oh and i can't forget meh guardians :') Guardians of The Galaxy is such a solid film, bro. I loved it :') ooohhh and yknow wat? I actually rlly like Ready Player One, Baby Driver, and The Mummy (the brendan frasier one, who ya kiddin 😑)

oh and yknow wat? The Wedding Singer, 50 First Dates, and Music & Lyrics has got a special place in my heart, man. Gotta admit it :')

aawww and amelie, and begin again, and flipped and hercules, and room, and spotlight, and shape of water, and ladybird, and the princess bride, and the iron giant, and the lobster, and we're the millers, and what if and man up and shrek and kimi no na wa and a quiet place and inception and the lion king and to all the boys I’ve loved before and oooh tim burton movies are pretty cool, the animated ones, and I did spend a good amount of time obsessed w/ dis one so I guess cap civil war, and then big hero 6 and wreck it ralph, and the martian and inside out, and gone girl, and the lion king and forrest gump and spider-man 1 and 2, and les miserables and the devil wears prada and the book of life and the intern and the princess diaries and miss congeniality and aladdin and confessions of a shopaholic

And ok, ok, i think im done. Hahaha das it das my list of meh all time fav movies and i feel like rewatching all of em now hahaha 😍

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