#ma hcs

[cryingatships]

Thinking about sassy camboy!Sonic and his overeager simp-y fan North who squeals a little everytime Sonic starts a stream and spends a majority of his money just to hear the boy speak his name and thank him. (he's a broke college student di but like he has a lot of money to spare). And Sonic who has fans gifting him more but still has a like soft spot for this one viewer who never misses a stream and asks about his day in the comment section.

Or camboy!Babe who's known for his pretty, pretty face and tendency to ban ppl, even long term fans, off his stream acc to his whims with hid rich little sadboy fan Charlie who's there in his every stream. Babe thinks he's cringe af, but the money's good so he tolerates (or so he says) Charlie in his stream comments!

Or camboy!Kim and Kenta who drops tons of money in every stream but never speaks a word. Kim's intrigued by this mysterious viewer-

Abd between AlanJeff, Alan would 100% be the camboy, because it's hilarious to have a technologically challenged newbie streamer who's so clueless that his younger viewer aka Jeff will have to show him the ropes lmao

[arlecchno]

y/n: i sincerely love you with all my heart.

kuni, pointing out to someone behind the two-way mirror: we have a murderer to interrogate.

[thebearme]

Here more silly tf2

[hop-a-lot]

boys bring their boyfriend home

[briseise]

ya hate to see it 💥

[theysangastheyslew]

No thoughts, just boop

Pre-war silliness inspired by this merch drop:

[imninahchan]

𓂃 ഒ ָ࣪ ⌜ dev patel headcannons ⌝ ⸙. ↷

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ↳ sfw + nsfw.

[✰] literalmente o maior malewife patético do mundo. Se apaixona por ti à primeira vista, daqueles que até pensa pronto, vou casar com essa mulher e vem chegando devagarzinho, porque é tímido e tem medo de mulher bonita;

[✰] no primeiro beijo, na cabecinha dele vocês já tão namorando. Manda mensagem no outro dia dizendo bom dia meu anjo😊 dormiu bem?, pergunta o que você tá fazendo de bom e marca um encontro o mais rápido possível. E é tão bom estar ao lado dele, pois da pra sentir pela energia dele o quão romântico e nerdzinho ele é. Tudo tá bom pra ele, se preocupa se você está gostando, e o melhor: não muda nadica de nada quando estão, finalmente, namorando;

[✰] como o relacionamento de vocês é uma mistura de culturas, ele se mostra muito empenhado em desbravar o brasil e o seu estado. Se perguntar, não há nada no brasil que o desagrade (mas é porque ele é do tipo que gosta de agradar todos, principalmente pra sua família gostar dele). Vai estar de bermudinha e regata velha no sofá da casa da sua mãe, naquele calor do verão brasileiro, tomando cafezinho quente, comendo um pão de sal e assistindo caminho das índias na televisão;

[✰] e por falar em caminho das índias, dá o segundo capítulo da novela e tá a sua mãe, a mãe dele, ele e o pai dele tudo na sala assistindo. A sua sogra dizendo que a juliana paes parece muito uma prima que ela tem, e chocada em saber que ninguém ali do elenco tem ligação com o sul asiático. O dev assistindo as cenas da maia dançando e deitando a cabeça no seu ombro, discretamente, com um sorrisinho, pra perguntar bem que você podia dançar assim pra mim também, hein?;

[✰] embora super fascinado com o brasil, ele demora um pouquinho a abrir as portas das raízes dele pra você. Um pouco envergonhado, quiçá receoso, até que finalmente deixa a mãe dele te ensinar um prato típico, ou aquelas histórias que ela costumava contar pra ele quando pequeno, antes de dormir pra não se esquecer das raízes, sobre a cultura e a religião;

[✰] uma viagem de casal, estar no taj mahal cantando aquela música do jorge ben jor (tetê teterê terê), e você olha pra cara dele e ele ????

[✰] é por sua causa que ele começa a gostar mais de filmes de romance, seja bollywood ou não, especialmente aqueles vintage. Você até nota que ele meio que tá “aprendendo” com os protagonistas pra fazer igual contigo, falar igual contigo;

[✰] a personificação de um romântico incurável e mommy's boy. A mãe dele vira a sua mãe, ela é uma parte muito importante na vida dele, então você se dar bem com ela é crucial.

[✰] o tipo que manda bom dia e boa noite, um dorme bem, ou sonha comigo, quando não pode te ver. Que você fala algo sobre si, e ele nunca esquece. Que gosta de te contar sobre o dia dele, sobre as coisas que gosta, com os olhinhos até brilhando;

[✰] o homem que carrega a sua bolsa e o seu sapato, sem nem dizer um a;

[✰] te mostra os roteiros que está escrevendo. Diz, com as bochechas queimando, que se inspirou em algum traço seu pra escrever aquela personagem na trama;

[✰] o casamento de você dura uma semana. É um dia de festas no brasil, com os seus dois lados da família, uma festinha mais intimista em Londres, e o restante festejando com os parentes mais distantes da árvore genealógica dele. Lua de mel em alguma cidade histórica, depois uma passadinha numa praia pra fazer fotinhas caseiras de casal;

[✰] o maior marido pau-mandado. Sem discussões nesse tópico👩‍⚖️;

[✰] na cama, se você for esperta, vai saber muito bem como domá-lo. Ele, naturalmente, já é mais retraído, mas pode ser mais saidinho quando bebe uma gota de álcool ou quando você está muito tímida. Porém, é só pegar nos cabelinhos pretos dele e dizer um comando simples, que ele quebra;

[✰] do tipo que te fode com respeito, até te pede desculpas se te sujar demais de porra;

[✰] sexo com ele pode começar e terminar com os lábios dele entre as suas pernas que já tá bom. Muito overstimulation — mas como algo que vem naturalmente, porque ele ama tanto o seu sabor, que não sabe quando parar. Você pode estar tremendo, suada, sem voz e com uma lagrimazinha escorrendo no canto do olho, que ele vai continuar imerso no seu aroma, no gosto, na sensação gostosa que os seus gemidos abafados trazem pros ouvidos;

[✰] grande mamador de peitos;

[✰] a concha menor na conchinha. No entanto, porque não suporta a ideia de te ver xoxinha, é o maior abraço de urso quando você está mais manhosinha;

[✰] na verdade, com ele é uma competição pra ver quem é mais manhoso;

[✰] não é alguém de muitos fetiches. O grande fetiche dele é você, como vocês vão transar não importa. O importante pra ele é estar com você, dentro de você, podendo te dizer que te ama enquanto olha nos seus olhos;

[✰] bodyworship. sexo matinal lento. food play — porque ele é preguicinha, pode estar comendo algo que, se sentir tesão, não vai querer nem levantar da cadeira pra começar a te dedar;

[✰] o tipo de homem que se você pede pra ele te dar um tapinha, ele quase chora e diz mas você é minha princesa...

[✰] aqueles que não faz nada sem te consultar primeiro. Comprar essa roupa? Comprar essa verdura pro almoço? Cortar o cabelo? Pendurar esse quadro na parede? Sair da cama e ir trabalhar hoje? Hmm, vou ver o que a minha mulher acha...

[✰] se depender dele, vocês vão ter um time de futebol. As crianças correndo tudo numa casinha á brasileira com quintal, todo mundo poliglota;

[✰] dev pai de menino;

[✰] ciumentozinho, mas não sabe agir que nem macho alfa, então só fica com um bicão e mal humor;

[✰] músicas pra ouvir pensando nele — coleção (cassiano), planos (BK'), intimidade (liniker e os caramelows), madagascar (emicida), elephant gun (beirut), mania de você (rita lee), a história mais velha do mundo (o terno), samurai (djavan).

Bônus de momentos aleatórios com ele

chegar em casa depois do trabalho, e ele tá lavando a louça, abrindo um sorriso largo quando te vê | é o pai que vai ter toda a paciência do mundo pra sentar e ajudar os filhos a fazer dever de casa | época de provas na escola e as paredes da sua casa estão cheias de post it colados com tópicos que ele anotou pros filhos não esquecerem da matéria | acordar de manhã e encontrar um presentinho que ele comprou pra você, com uma cartinha e a dedicação dizendo benquisto amor da minha vida | ele está em todo lugar que pode pra te dar suporte, tirando foto das suas conquistas e acenando dentre a multidão pra você notar ele ali.

[vinjinssunglasses]

Haiii can i request a"when he is in a relationship with u" for taesoo? I feel like he would be husband material 😞🙏

Tysmm! Love your writing!💋

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character taesoo ma

summary him in a relationship w/ you <33

start 2 sep

end 7 sep

a/n sorry I’ve been so unmotivated recently 😭 tysm 4 requesting!! he deffo is husband material

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◈ He’s not the type of person to say “I love you”, he would prefer to show it. When you’re drunk, he’d carry you to bed and cook hangover soup with herbs. Then when you wake up, he’d insist to feed you and let you rest for as long as possible. When you’re sick, he’ll research and cook you all types of dishes that are known for treatment, adamant to stay by your side until you’re better.

◈ Taesoo isn’t the type to call you pet names, finding it difficult to let a small ‘sweetheart’ come out of his mouth. Only when you tease him with tiny pecks around his neck and face, purposefully avoiding his eager lips, will he then groan out an impatient “baby”, his voice filled with frustration and longing. You could tell what you were doing to him, and you loved it. As soon as the word leaves his mouth, he instantly flusters and before you could even react, he pulls you into a tender kiss.

◈ Taesoo isn’t talkative — often not going into intricate details or going out of his way to say things that are too cheesy or romantic. Instead, he’d never let you have to lift a finger, whether it’s washing dishes, doing laundry, and so on. After he’s done, he even gives you a massage to help you unwind.

◈ He doesn’t have experience with lovers. While he’s had previous relationships but he’s never knew how to love somebody properly, always struggling to fully connect with his partners . His words often came out flat or plain wrong, his methods of affection coming out differently. Misunderstandings were a constant shadow over his relationships, fuelled by his difficulty to express what he really means.

◈ Truly listens to you. After a long, exhausting day, you poured out all your emotions while Taesoo calmly roasts a wild boar he had hunted that afternoon. The injustice hung on you for the whole day, leaving you moody and irritable. Tasso remained quiet and focused on the fire, and you couldn’t help but wonder if he was even listening — or just avoiding saying something that’d rile you up further. However the next day, something unexpected happened; they even apologised, though a hint of fear lingered in their gaze that seemed to avoid yours.

◈ Loves when you sit on his lap. When he relaxes, his eyes linger too long on your hips, imagining how your body close to his will relieve the cold air hovering around his bouncing legs. Giving into his impulsion, Taesoo pulls you onto his legs, having no intention of letting you go nor letting you move. Taesoo’s breath is warm against your neck, and you can feel his whispered words into your skin. “Please, don’t move.” He murmurs, voice trembling slightly.

◈ Taesoo cherishes these intimate moments at his weakest when his guard is down, arms are wrapped around your figure, voice soft and raspy, expressing his deepest thoughts that he’s never imagined he’d ever tell. Trust doesn’t come easily; countless nights full of reassurance and warmth was the key to slowly shedding his protective layer.

◈ Lets you go hunting with him, teaching you how to use an arrow to hunt deers, and how to butcher animals. Though you’ll be subjected to overly strict rules, fuelled by his own need to protect you. Taesoo’s big hands glide over yours as he guides you on how to pull back the arrow, whispering “Keep your breath steady, and relax.”

ׂ╰┈➤ Your gaze was full of determination while his maintained a sense of worry, as if he saw the wandering deer as a dangerous creature rather than a mere animal grazing in the forest.

“Breathe with the bow.” The more he spoke, the harder it was to focus. Each word vibrates through the still air like the well-tuned hum of an instrument, a sweet blend of warmth and authority that made you weak to your knees.

When the deer finally stepped into the open, he gave a small nod and you let the arrow fly, hitting its target spot on. Though you felt slightly sympathetic watching it fall to its demise in a single moment. But if you thought that was difficult, the real work began when he taught you how to butcher the animal. You can feel his sharp gaze fixated on the way you hold the knife, instantly correcting you when it strayed too close. “Careful,” He tried his best to maintain his calm facade, yet his face revealed what he was really feeling. He ended up resting his knife on the board and insisted on watching you cut each slice of meat, his hands guiding yours once again and his gaze focused.

◈ Unbelievably weak to when you trace your fingers over his scars, leaning into your neck and eagerly pressing kisses against your neck, his hands finding their home along the curves on your body. Taesoo becomes shy to even show his face, because he knows he’s revealing his vulnerability.

◈ He would enjoy spending time with you in a quiet, meaningful way — watching as you learn how to cook from him, baking together, holding hands on a peaceful walk. Simply having you in his presence is enough to bring a small smile on his face.

◈ Truly loves every gift you give him, keeping it close in his favourite jacket and wearing the locket on his neck that you made for him. Holding it in his hands, he can’t help but smile, knowing it was crafted by your hands.

◈ Always puts you and your needs first, doing anything to make sure you’re comfortable. While doing so, Taesoo frequently overlooks his own well-being, sacrificing his own time and energy for you. Whether it’s staying up late with you or cancelling things to support you, his self-sacrificing nature knows no bounds. This unhealthy commitment leaves him psychically and emotionally drained, yet his devotion for your comfort keeps him going. So when you take the initiative to help him take over a new leaf, Taesoo doesn’t know what to do.

ׂ╰┈➤ At first, he objects. Being in the receiving end after giving for so long feels so foreign.

“You don’t have to do this for me, I’m fine.” He murmurs, but you can see the exhaustion in his eyes. Yet you persist, and he gradually comes to accept it, letting you do whatever you want. After a while, you notice the tension in his muscles relaxing as he finally realises taking proper care of himself doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you.

◈ Taesoo confessed to you first. Sick and tired of all the contradicting thoughts, he decided it was better to release all the weight on his shoulder than bottle it up. In fact, he foolishly believed that it would be easier to forget his feelings if you didn’t reciprocate them.

ׂ╰┈➤ That afternoon, he invited you to your favourite café and you happily accepted since it was his treat. As you chatted about recent events, you couldn’t help but notice his troubled expression and the way his gaze drifted away. When you asked if something was wrong, he simply nodded, taking a slow sip of his espresso. Just as you began to think you were reading too much into it, he suddenly looked at you with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat.

“I love you.” He blurted out, voice barely above a whisper. The weight of his words hung in the air, leaving you momentarily speechless. Taesoo has always been out of touch with how he feels, but this time, he’s finally sure of himself.

Your heart raced, tumbling and failing to make coherent sentences. All you wanted was to pull him into a deep embrace, to close the gap between you two. You could see the regret written all over his face, as if he wished he could undo it all. He bit his lip, holding back the apology he was too ashamed to even mutter.

“Taesoo.” You began, hesitant to put it into words.

“I love you too.”

[princessstevemunson]

All this talk about shovel talks and nothing about Claudia Henderson. Like where’s her giving steddie shovel talks?

Claudia is eternally grateful to Eddie for saving her Dusty’s life, but she sees the pain her boys were both in after his sacrifice. She hears the screams at night from Dustin’s room. She watches as he either radios whoever was sitting with Eddie—usually Steve—or calls if the person doesn’t have a radio. Always asking for updates in the morning. Making sure the other boy is still there. Still alive.

Steve on the other hand is hiding his pain as he always does. She still sees Steve sitting vigil at the young man’s bed when she comes to bring real food and good coffee to Steve, Wanye and occasionally Dustin’s middle school science teacher Mr. Clarke. She sees the way Steve took extra care washing the other’s vest. All under a guise of being a good friend and not wanting Eddie to wake up alone.

When Eddie starts tagging along with Steve to their dinners occasionally she slowly watches as the two go from friends to pining to something else entirely. It’s when she’s certain that Eddie and Steve have become EddieandSteve that she starts doing it.

She would never give a shovel talk to Eddie. Steve’s a grown man, and can protect his own heart, but she’s already seen the pain Eddie had unwilling caused him. She’s seen the way Steve held the metalhead’s vest as it was his anchor to this world. She knew Eddie would never cause him pain like that again, but that doesn’t mean she can’t have a little fun scaring Eddie.

It starts innocently enough, she’s just sharing fun facts.

“Did you know,” she says to Eddie while Steve and Dustin are clearing the table, “that pigs can eat a human body. It can take some time, but sixteen pigs can do it in about eight minutes actually.”

She hides her smile as the younger squirms uncomfortably and replies “um, no I didn’t know that.”

She didn’t think anyone else but Eddie heard her, but she was wrong. Dustin says something about remembering going to Claudia’s cousin’s farm shortly after his dad left them, and thinking it had pigs. She had an even harder hiding her smile after Eddie went as white as a ghost with that information.

She continues to give Eddie little fun facts like that, and one time confirming that Eddie is in fact allergic to cinnamon, because she’d hate to forget that when baking him something.

She’d never ever be the cause of Dustin and Steve’s pain, or give her new found friends Wayne and Scott the panic she had in spring break not knowing where her Dusty was, but she does like seeing Eddie squirm on occasion.

[xexyromero]

wn: a @luvrhaze me pediu um headcanon com o pipe na vibe dele então aproveitei e fiz um dos meninos na praia :)

meninos do cast x praia

fem!reader headcanon

tw: nenhum :)

enzo:

sinceramente? não é muito da praia. é daqueles que super se incomoda com a areia e fica debaixo da sombrinha só observando o movimento.

apesar disso, a sua parte preferida é justamente essa: observar o movimento. 

gosta de tirar fotos de você, da praia e do mar. acha poético e extremamente bonito, embora não goste do “por trás das fotos”.

a água é gelada demais, ele não gosta, mas vai entrar com você mesmo assim apenas pra te ver feliz. 

gosta daquela sensação de cansaço pós-praia mas do que ir.

agustin:

o maior fã possível e imaginável da praia - se duvidar, quem te convidou pra ir foi ele. 

adooooora areia, adora sal, adora mar e adora tudo isso ao mesmo tempo. 

gosta de caminhadas longas na beira do mar e de ir conversando sobre tudo com você. 

não gosta das praias cheias e tradicionais - é mais de procurar uma longe, desconhecida e que só fiquem vocês dois. 

vai tirar a sunga do nada, ir correndo pelado em direção ao mar e te estimular pra fazer o mesmo (não pelo lado sexual, mas pelo lado da diversão mesmo). 

fran:

não é muito do calor e prefere visitar a praia naquele contexto “praia no frio”, de chinelo e meia, mas entende que você gosta e se esforça pra se divertir com você.

um dos poucos momentos que aceita e pede sorvete (de cereja!).

faz castelinho de areia super elaborados e dedica bastante tempo a isso. 

adora catar conchinhas e escolher as mais bonitas e diferentes pra te mostrar e te dar. gosta de deitar na sua coxa, de baixo da sombrinha, e te mostrar todo o “apanhado”. 

inclusive, se possível, vai pedir pra trazer o cachorrinho dele junto. 

matías:

sim, ele vai se cobrir todinho de areia e pedir que você o “infle” para imitar um daqueles bonecos de ar que ficam na frente dos estabelecimentos. sim, vai rir MUITO disso. 

não tem, mas vai comentar várias vezes o quanto que gostaria de ter um daqueles detectores de metal só pra procurar coisas. 

parece uma criança: se diverte muito, corre para todo o lado, rola na areia, brinca de bola. 

desfaz os castelinhos de areia do fran e de qualquer pessoa sempre que possível. 

vai te agradecer no final do rolê, com o rosto todo beijadinho de sol e um sorriso gigantesco no rosto (e vai dormir o caminho de volta todo). 

kuku:

rei do protetor solar e não vai deixar você sair um centímetro no sol sem ter certeza que você se protegeu. 

preparado para a praia e para vida: trouxe na ecobag a água, o protetor, o óculos escuro e uma caixinha de som. 

é mais contemplativo e gosta de ir pra praia pra ler um livro ou um roteiro. acha o ambiente bem propício. 

fã número um de comida de praia e vai comprar de quase todo vendedor que aparecer na frente dele. 

daqueles que não sai debaixo do parasol e fica com o pé enterrado na areia o tempo todo. “pode ir que eu fico olhando as coisas.”

pipe: 

ama praia! ama sol! ama mar! ama estar nesse ambiente! ainda mais se for com você. 

gosta de ir em grandes grupos e chamar várias pessoas. leva e organiza a cerveja e os quitutes - também serve de comemoração caso o river tenha ganhado. 

você e ele entendem e tem um acordo silencioso que ele pode sim te deixar na sombrinha, só um pouquinho, enquanto ele joga uma altinha com os amigos. você torce e vibra por ele de longe.

gosta de ir pro mar junto com você e se divertir na água! te levanta no colo estilo noiva e tudo. 

[jevilowo]

Okay everyone on here has spread their specific Spydad reveal headcanons. Let me present how I think it would realistically go down if they chose to go down that route in the comics:

Scout: hey yeh my dad's Tom Jones ain't that badass

Soldier: TOM JONES??? HEY I KILLED THAT GUY!!!

Scout (Denial): WHAT??? NO?? NUH UH!!

Soldier: *digs out newspaper that says Tom Jones is dead*

Scout: oh God, then...

Scout's Ma, inexplicably showing up: aw hey sweetie! *kisses Scout on forehead* ooh and you're here too, mon pe-teat shoe flour! *kisses Spy on cheek* have ya told him yet?

Spy: ....non

Scout:

NOOOOOO GOD DAMMMITTTTTTT!!!!!!

Spy: so you didn't-

Scout: OF COURSE I FRICKIN KNEW, STUPID, I'M NOT AN IDIOT! I JUST HATE YOU! FUCK!!

Soldier: ...SO DOES THAT MEAN SPY WAS SECRETLY TOM JONES THE WHOLE TIME?

And then they never elaborate on this again.

[cryingatships]

Thinking about Kenta slowly settling into the X-Hunter family over the course of weeks and months, partly cause it's a foster home Tony's adopted kids, and partly because he's Kim's boyfriend.

Kenta visits Kim after a group practise just a few weeks after the events of canon and stands stiff next to the doors of the garage, not daring to step inside.

No one notices him (cause we all know how lax X-Hunter's security is lmfao) till the practise is finished and Kim is coming into the garage with the rest of the team to look at their performance reviews, and he notices Kenta standing all awkward and small and tiny.

He waves at Kenta, and it catches Alan's attention and of course he has to invite Kenta in (the man has a knack for picking up 'kids' at a moment's notice).

North tries to protest a little because hello this man literally tried to kill a few of us and sabotage our team in the worst possible way??? But Alan (and Kim's) glare shuts him up, and Kenta is invited inside graciously by Alan.

Kim perks up in his presence, but the rest of the people are still a little tense, especially Babe, Sonic, and Way (he's alive cause I said so. And he and Kenta has history, and not the good or the spice kind so!). They are not the most pleased, remembering the past, taking Kenta's actions as fatally dangerous but nothing personal, remembering how the circumstances made by Tony, and how Kenta went through weeks of therapy, and will be going to years more of it, all narrated by Kim during practise-breaks and team-meetings after he officially joined the team.

Jeff greets him with a smile, and Charlie nods in acknowledgement, having heard of Kenta from Jeff for years, though without any face to put the name onto before.

But they resume talking numbers and times with Alan and the technical team, and soon no one is paying any attention to Kenta as he shuffles himself into one of the couches in the corner, stooping down and trying to make himself look as small as he feels.

He hears words, but does not register anything, thinking about the warm smile of Alan, the man who's entire team he tried to destroy, the same team he has poured his life and savings into, according to Kim. He thinks about Way, who has faced Tony for years too, just like Kenta himself, but has betrayed Tony in the end and sided with people who care for him, who loves him, who surrounds him now and would surround him forever. And he thinks about the eyes of Babe, who, like him, has gone through it all with Tony, who pulled himself out, even if it's right at the end. Babe never bent himself back to Tony's will, never put a gun on anyone's head and killed them just because Tony asked him to, never did all the terrible things Kenta has done, even when everything went against him, even when Kenta tried to destroy his career and imprison him in Tony's mansion again. Even when he was at his lowest, he was still strong enough to stand in front of Tony and spit in his name. He thinks of Jeff, who smiled at him, who had run away too, and about Charlie, who almost died thanks to Kenta playing villain for Tony and yet stood up and challenged Tony anyway.

They have suffered so much over the years, as much as Kenta has gone through in Tony's hand, yet they have run away, made their lives in the world outside without fear, have stood in front of Tony and looked at his face and not flinched.

And now they have looked at Kenta, and have let him in, let him stay, even though Kenta does not deserve it in the least bit. Even though he has pulled dirty tricks, tried to kill them again and again. Yet they nod at him, and smile at him, and let Alan and Kim invite him in, even when he doesn't deserve it, doesn't deserve forgiveness, doesn't deserve love, doesn't deserve Kim's love and Jeff's smile and Alan's kindness, even when he's a traitor, even when he's dirtier and lower than anything else, even when-

"Hey, you ok?"

A hand rests on his back, warm against the fabric of his shirt. The familiar scent of coffee, lemon, mixed with engine exhaust and gasoline tickle his nose. It's a strange combination, potent and slightly stinging, but it feels like warmth, cuddles, and home, even when Kenta does not know what a home is.

Kim sits down next to him and pulls Kenta's face on his shoulder.

"You ok? Are the smells here too much? Wanna leave?"

Kim's voice is an anchor against the rough waves of guilt, shame, anger, regret. He's warm and real by Kenta's side, and his hand is soft and forgiving as it moves through Kenta's hair—now longer and falling on his shoulders after Kim telling him how hot it looks for days. He, at least, doesn't seem to hate Kenta in the garage, since he invited Kenta and all.

"Don't you have more to talk about cars?"

"Not really. Alan let me go today. Saw you shaking alone in a corner and all... thought I should ease you in your first visit here."

"Will that be ok? I'm being a bother here, aren't I? I'll leave-"

But Kim doesn't let him go. A wraps an arm tight around Kenta and holds him to his side. The hands on Kenta's hair become gentler, and Kim's calming pheromones slowly spread between them.

"Nah, it's all good. We weren't talking anything that imp. Plus, Alan's worried about you, y'know?"

Kenta can't fathom why Alan would ever be worried about him. Being concerned for Kim is understandable, Kim's a racer and a good one at that, he's an important new addition to the team. Forgiving Kenta and letting him come in the garage for the sake of keeping Kim satisfied was also understandable, even downright kind, but...

"Why?" Kenta has to ask. "I... did them a lot of wrong."

"You can ask Alan later, if you want." Kim shrugs. "He's like that, I guess. He picked me up too, in case you didn't notice." There's a smile in his voice. He seems comfortable, far more than Kenta had thought was possible in a team that used to be his competitors till a few weeks ago. He seems... at home.

Kenta's glad he has found his home.

"..."

He doesn't say something for a while. Talking to Alan personally, asking him something like that? Kenta can't even imagine it. Tony would never allow someone to walk away without a punishment after trying to harm him in the littlest bit. And Kenta has done so, so much more to Alan and his team.

"Is this making you uncomfortable?" Kim asks after a minute of silence. "I swear Alan likes you, and the guys have all forgiven you too. Mostly, anyway. North's always a bit impulsive, but he's coming around too, so don't feel bad."

Kenta feels bad. He feels so bad. Worse now that he knows he's received so much forgiveness, and all of it undeserved too. Why would someone even do that, forgive people who brought them harm?

Kim notices his silence. And perhaps he takes it for discomfort, for he asks if Kenta is tired, if he wants to go home.

Home. Is that what he and Kim are making together?

He does want to leave, get away from the inquiring, sometimes concerned eyes. Get away from the forgiveness that burns shame and guilt into his skin.

He wants to go home, bury himself in the piles of blankets on his and Kim's bed, breathe in lungfuls of his scent and drown in his kisses. But...

"Didn't you say you had to go for a team dinner after practise?"

"Right! About that... Alan's actually asked me to tell you to join us, if you'd like to. But if you want to go home now, then we can leave, let me just tell them goodbye."

And Kenta really, really does to go home. But he also wants to stay. He doesn't want Kim to miss a dinner with his still-new team, not when he wants to stay with the X-Hunters for many seasons still.

And... he wants to stay, too. Check if Alan's really ok with him going, if the rest of the team will still be civil in closer proximity.

He wants to see how far kindness and forgiveness can go.

It will be uncomfortable. Enduring prying gazes for a few more hours, and maybe even awkward small talks as they try to shift around and bend the established pack dynamics to let Kenta, coward, traitor Kenta, come into their circle even if it's only for one dinner.

And then again, Kenta may just fuck it all up with ill timed words, or perhaps someone from the team, maybe North, or Way or Babe or Charlie or Sonic, or perhaps even Alan, kind as he is, realizes they've had enough of tolerating a weak, pathetic excuse of a person in their table.

But he wants to be brave, even if it's years late.

Kim deserves a pack. Kim loves him, and Kenta loves him just as much. He's not going to take it all away form Kim just because he's afraid, just because of 'what ifs'.

"No, I'll go for dinner with you. Tell Alan that, please, if they'll still have me."

Kim presses a kiss on his forehead, takes a long inhale of Kenta's scent, and gets up.

"Be right back, then!"

Kenta watches him walk towards the small circle of people gathered around the screens with blinking numbers of red.

He doesn't know what will happen, but he wants to try. He wants to brave. He wants a home. For Kim. And for himself.

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Hope you like it, I tried to draw quickly in time for mouche's birthday🥺💦

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thank you so much for drawing this scene this is so cute and his expressions were so on point!!!! THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN AAAAA EVERYONE TAKE A LOOK AT THIS

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