#nick mara fluff

[dez78]

Multi-Fanfiction Blog

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My name is Dez, I write in a lot of fandoms. Including video games, movies, and tv shows. Healthily into vampires and elves. (Not really though, I'm obsessed.)

This blog is poly safe and LGBTQ safe.

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I usually write for female characters, unless you guys want to request otherwise, I don't want to exclude anyone. See down below at the lists of dos and don’ts for me and my writing! 

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Requests are open and welcome, ask away.

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What I will write: 

 Smut

Fluff

Hurt to comfort

Light Bondage

Angst

I'm also open to writing for your ocs if you wish.

I will write about my ocs as well.

Dom and Sub

Character Redemption or Character Condemnation

AU

Tame Kinks

What I won’t write: 

I won’t write about hard core slapping during intimate scenes (Only booty taps)

Being called slut or whore, or partners being disrespectful to each other (unless it’s during an argument and they don’t mean it later) 

Nothing with an excessive amount of spit, and hard-core bdsm. 

Won’t write about incest, unless it’s for the Game of Thrones franchise.

Nothing derogatory or abusive (Unless it's for a specific setting)

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RULES FOR MY PAGE: No destructive criticism, no negative comments, if you don’t like my writing then don’t read it, please (Constructive Criticism is welcomed)

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Fandoms and Characters I will write for: 

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Baldur’s Gate 3: 

Astarion

Shadowheart

Gale

Durge

Tav

Ocs

Star Wars (Clone Wars)

Fives

Rex

Wolffe

Anakin 

Obi-Wan

Plo Koon 

Hondo

Ahsoka

Jango Fett

Boba Fett

Ocs

Fallout 4: 

Hancock

Nick Valentine

Nate 

Nora

Danse

Piper

Mara (R4)

Heather 

Ellen

Yekvad Company (My OCs)

Ocs

Skyrim: 

Rumarin

Vilkas

Harkon

Roggi Knot-Beard

Ondolemar

Inigo

Lucien

Serana

Dragonborn

Caryalind

Taliesin 

Ocs

True Blood: 

Eric Northman 

Sookie Stackhouse 

Jason Stackhouse 

Jessica Hamby

Ocs

Witcher (Netflix and Witcher 3): 

Geralt 

Yennefer

Jaskier

Ciri

Ocs

LOTR: 

Legolas

Aragorn 

Thranduil 

Kili

Ocs

GOT: 

The Hound (Sandor Clegane)

Jon Snow 

Jaime Lannister

Ocs

[corbs-seavy]

"vibin"

a nick mara imagine; fluff <3 too much to handle

key: y/f/f your favorite fast food

You were at work working it was almost time for your day to be done so you packed up your stuff, your computer etc.. you walk out the door and see nick waiting for you outside you looked confused then you realized it was national women's day, that's why he picked you up from work. so you got into the car "hey baby" nick says as he kisses you. "hey" you say back, "so what does the best women in the world want to eat today" nick says kissing your hand, "what about y/f/f/f" you say exited "ok coming right up" you giggle at his little gestor, nick starts driving to your y/f/r you turned on the radio and one of the prettymuch songs start playing it was solita, ngl you really like that song but you played it off. nick looked at you and smiled but you didn't notice, nick loves singing to you he just doesn't say it. so he starts singing his part in solita and you were smiling from ear to ear he also loved it when you smile. so you reached your y/f/f/f. so you both went inside ordered nick sayed "mamas you can go to the car if you want I can get the food ok" you shook your head "baby I'm not leave you in here I'm gonna say here with you ok" "ok" he says back. so you got the order and you went home. *skip to after you finish eating* nick decided to play some music , so he grabbed your hand and you both started dancing sharing laughs and smiles and ilys to one another, then a slow song play nick kneeled down and said "may I have this dance" "yes you may" you say giggling at him so you both started slow dancing *skip to after cuz I'm lazy lol* so after you do he sweeps you off you feet and then kisses you passionately after you pull away you say "was that necessary nick" nick says with a smile on his face "yes y/n yes it was" you got in the mood to cuddle so you asked nick "nicki can we go cuddle please" he looks back at you confused "ma is that even a question" he said putting his hands on his hips. so you guys go upstairs lay down and cuddle together ya know enjoying each others company when you were laying down he sayed "your the best women you know that" you turned and looked at him "really" you say "of course you are you are the highlight of my day y/n you make me laugh and smile you help me get though most of my day threw most aggravting ones and the most best days y/n most of the day you stay in my mind all the time ma I love you with all my heart" "aww nick that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me" you say looking at him "well its about time you know baby" he says kissing your cheek, and you both cuddled the rest of the night

hope yall liked it just wanted to say it was kind of cheesy and I'm starting to enjoy writing imagines when I wrote my first one i thought it was terrible and yall showed me that yall actually care so thank you for reading my imagines and I love yall I also decided to add a gif cuz why not 💖🥰 sorry if there's any misspelling

[babyczk]

not sure if you’re taking requests but can you write something about nick being your best friends brother (or brothers best friend) and you guys have always liked each other and he finally tells you? thx

yess!! i’m most deff taking requests, thank u bb <3

went w/ brothers best friend hehehe

•••

you weren’t much of a drinker. or a partier. but when your older brother had decided to throw a huge christmas bash whilst your parents were away, the opportunity to get trashed in the comfort of your own home was too good to pass up.

plus, you knew nick mara would be in attendance, and drinking was probably the only way you’d be able to walk around without making a fool of yourself in front of him.

you spotted him across the living room, fresh cut on display for everyone to see. he was chatting adamantly to some people in a corner, and you eyed him down without any shame, the tequila giving you that liquid courage you needed.

it was cliché of you, you knew that. to harbor a crush on your brothers best friend. but honestly, you couldn’t help it. not with nick being around you 24/7 for the last three years. to put it quite frank, it was torturous. getting tongue tied anytime nick sparked a conversation with you in your own kitchen, which wasn’t too often. he’d mostly be tucked away in your brothers room, the two of them spending hours playing video games.

you smoothed down your velvet red dress; the only festive outfit you’d managed to find in your closet. the liquor was hitting you extremely hard as you pushed yourself off of the wall. looking around, you’d lost sight of nick, as well as any of your other friends that were scattered around the place.

“how much have you had to drink?” a voice called from behind you. the goosebumps on the back of your neck already alerted that you’d found nick. swiveling around, you were met with his boyish smirk, although concern was evident in his eyes.

“just a lil bit,” you slurred. nick raised an eyebrow, clearly not used to seeing this side of you on display. he was used to seeing the shy sister of his best friend, who’d blush and trip over her words anytime he was around.

“i think the party might be over for you, ma,” nick decided, looping an arm around your waist. the skin on skin contact sent butterflies swarming in your stomach, and you tried to focus on the ground instead of the way your heart was beating uncontrollably in your chest.

“but why?” you whined, allowing nick to lead you through the throngs of people and to the start of the staircase that lead up to your bedroom.

“because you’re drunk and if i don’t get you to the safety of your room, your brother might actually kill me.”

you didn’t object as nick continued walking with you, his hands secured around your waist, leaving a warm feeling that wasn’t coming from the copious amounts of alcohol you’d consumed earlier. he gently kicked the door to your room open, and you detangled yourself from his hold, flopping backwards on the bed. the room was spinning, but not in a way that made you want to throw up, but rather in a more comforting manner.

nick began to work on untying your sneakers, and pulling them from your feet, humming a random song. you lifted your head a little to watch him, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he focused on the rather difficult knot that had formed with the laces.

“have i ever told you that you’re really pretty?” you asked. nick looked up, a crooked smile on his lips as he shook his head. “well then, i think you’re pretty.”

“i think you’re pretty too.” he managed to discard your sneakers, standing up and gesturing for you to scoot up so he could pull the covers over you. you obliged, but before he could grab the sheets, your hand abruptly fell onto his, halting his actions. he glanced up at you, curious as to what you were doing.

“i need to tell you this,” you said with urgency. “and i need to do it right now or else i’ll never do it again.” nick eyed you warily, pulling his hand away slowly.

“you sure you don’t wanna wait until the morning?”

you shook your head, glad for the liquid courage. “i like you nick, as in really like you. and it’s fine if you don’t like me back or whatever but i just needed to get it off my chest.”

the room was silent, and when you looked over at nick, he was laughing silently, shoulders shaking and everything. you frowned, about to let your anger take over when nick spoke.

“you think i don’t know that?” your anger quickly morphed into surprise, and then slowly into slight embarrassment.

“oh.”

“which is why i find it funny that you had absolutely no idea that i like you back.”

“no fucking way,” you blurted.

nick looked down, a blush tinting his cheeks that you were able to clearly make out despite the dim lighting. “i guess we’re both idiots then, huh?”

you leaned up on your elbows, your fingers grazing over nick’s face. he watched your movements, letting your finger trace over his features before stopping at his lips. without hesitation, you both were leaning in, the kiss as tender as it could’ve been.

you and nick pulled away after a moment, smiles adorning both of your lips. he smoothed down your hair as you moved over, making room for him to lay with you.

“i feel like this is the only time being an idiot has worked out for me,” you admitted, laughing.

“yeah, i guess me too.”

•••

this has been sitting in my drafts for WEEKS, so if the ending seems weird & abrupt, i was honestly over looking at it and had to wrap it tf up

[beanzybrandon]

First (and Last) Argument with Zion

A/N: In my haste to get this done (meaning I put it off for several weekends and then completed the last half in roughly half an hour) things are a bit messy. Be that as it may, I just want to let you guys know that the behavior exhibited by Z in the fic 1) is obviously fictitious in regards to the man himself and 2) is never okay under any circumstances. If you have a partner who refuses to see the hurt that they’re putting you through and attempts to invalidate you or make you feel as if you’re delusional, DROP THEM. No singular person has the right to make you feel like less than you are. You deserve better.

• ‎Caleb is an exceptionally personable being. Though he's blunt and unafraid of confrontation, he's also extremely fun and a real pleasure to be around. The inherent charm that he possesses is part of the reason you fell for him

• ‎The aura that surrounds him is downright intoxicating and has managed to draw in many people

• ‎Quite frankly, he's the life of the party

• ‎This isn't to say that it's phenomenal to experience first hand, though

• ‎The fact that he is so intoxicating ensures that if he isn't throwing a party of his own, he's been invited to every single one in a 30-mile radius

• ‎This wouldn't be an issue if he didn't fancy boozing it up and dancing with girls he barely knew

• ‎You aren't the type of person to get jealous easily. You know that Caleb is trustworthy and the idea of him sleeping around on you has never been something to cross your mind, but the number of times you've seen him get just a bit too friendly with someone else still hurt

• ‎Not all infidelity is physical

- He made absolutely no effort to stop the girls that approached them, made no move to remove himself from the situation when their hands found purchase on his arm or splayed themselves across his chest.

- Even if nothing intimate had transpired between Caleb and the girls that flirted with him, it was toxic and damaging

• ‎Given that you weren't the type of person to allow yourself to be subject to this type of damage, it was something you chose to address pretty early on

• ‎While you thought you were pretty concise about all of your concerns, Caleb didn't seem to follow

• Of course, things blew out of proportion rather quickly

• ‎It all cooled down just as quickly as it had gotten out of control though, right?

• Of course not

• ‎What you had excepted to be an amicable discussion quickly became a screaming match. Rather than open up his mind and heart, you had inadvertently started a contest where the only prize was walking away knowing one of you had severely damaged the other.

• ‎After a solid fifteen minutes of nearly incoherent screaming, you had been reduced to tears. Your shoulders shook with such ferocity that it would be genuinely surprising if they weren't sore come the morning. You had to stop every so often to collect yourself and keep from choking up

• ‎Despite the difficulties you were having, you pressed forth, hoping that you'd eventually be able to get through to him and that all of this would dissipate

• ‎This wasn't the case, of course. Things were never that easy

• ‎You rake a hand through your hair, biting down on your bottom lip to choke back the sob that threatened to force itself from your lips.

• ‎At this point, walking out and allowing things to cool down on their own seemed like the best thing to do. Reaching the point of no return was something you wanted to avoid at all costs, and if that meant tossing the conversation at hand aside for the time being you were more than willing to do so

• ‎You turned on your heel and started for the room, hoping to escape all the drama that had surfaced, but Caleb was having none of it.

• ‎He'd scoff, shaking his head before starting after you. "You wanna talk this big game and then walk out when things don't go your way?"

• ‎"Leave me alone, Caleb."

• ‎"No. You wanted to talk, let's talk."

• ‎"This isn't talking!" You quip back, voice catching in your throat.

• ‎"No? What would you call it then?"

• ‎"Don't do this. It isn't fair, and you know it."

• ‎"Of course it isn't fair. Me calling you out when you're actin' whack is never fair, right?"

• ‎You whirled to face him, frustration bubbling up within your chest. "You trying to turn all of this against me is what's not fair, Caleb. I'm trying to tell you how I feel and you're-"

• ‎"Telling you that you're acting mad crazy for no reason."

• ‎"I'm not acting cra-"

• ‎"You are! And for what? Because you're insecure? Because the only way you can feel remotely okay with anyone is if you tear them down over some dumb shit that isn't even tr-"

• ‎You cut him off before he could say anything further, a cry of exasperation tearing itself from your throat. "NO. YOU DO NOT GET TO DO THIS TO ME. YOU DON'T GET TO BE MAD AT ME FOR BEING UNHAPPY WITH THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL. YOU CAN'T STAND THERE AND ACT LIKE THIS IS ALL SOME FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION."

• "THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT IT IS," Caleb snapped back, stepping closer. "THIS IS NOTHING BUT SOME STUPID MESS YOU MADE UP BECAUSE YOU CAN NEVER JUST BE HAPPY WITH WHAT YOU HAVE."

•  ‎"ME? NOT HAPPY WITH WHAT I HAVE? I'M NOT THE ONE GRINDING UP ON PEOPLE I'VE NEVER MET, AM I?"

• ‎Letting out a frustrated groan, his foot connected with the side of the coffee table, shaking the items housed on top of it from their perch. "JUST LET IT GO! IT DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING!"

• ‎"IT MEANS SOMETHING TO ME, CALEB. WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?"

• ‎"WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT YOU'RE ACTING LIKE A SPOILED LITTLE BITCH? NOTHING HAPPENED, HOP OFF OF IT"

• ‎You fell silent, brows knitting together and lips settling into a thin line. 

• ‎ The two of you merely stared at each other for a few moments.

• ‎A sense of dread begins to well up in Zion's chest upon noticing that your expression has become unreadable. Your eyes have steeled and no matter how hard he tries, he can't seem to piece together what exactly you might be thinking. He knows he's screwed up, and the way you're choosing to respond to what he said scares him a little bit

• ‎He reaches for you and you jerk away, lips peeling back into a disgusted sneer. "Don't touch me."

• ‎"Baby please," he starts, trying once more. You bat his hand away, spitting a harsh. "I said don't. Get the hell away from me."

• ‎"Y/N, you know I didn't mean that."

• ‎"And you know you did."

• He opened his mouth to speak once more but you were quick to shut him down, raising a hand to silence him.

• ‎"Get out."

• ‎"What?"

• ‎"I said get out, Caleb. I don't want you here anymore."

• ‎"Baby-"

• "Get. Out." You hissed through your teeth. "Go see if one of those bitches will let you sleep on their couch tonight. I'm sure they're a lot more generous than I am."‎

• ‎When he tried to press closer, you planted your hand firmly on his chest, shoving him back. "I said get out! Leave! Now!"

• ‎Falling silent, he allowed his gaze to wander over your face for another moment or so, trying to gauge whether or not you were serious. The hurt and frustration that filled your eyes was answer enough, and without another word, he grabbed his jacket and keys and left.

• ‎Collapsing onto the couch, you grabbed at your hair, tugging so hard your scalp hurt. The pain helped mask the dull ache that had settle in your heart, but not much. Sucking in several deep breaths, you did your best to fight back the tears that had begun to well up in your eyes once more. You didn't want to cry again. He didn't deserve your tears.

• ‎Several minutes passed before that first drop fell, turning a small portion of your jeans a darker shade of blue than they already were. Several more followed suit shortly thereafter, and before you knew it the floodgates had opened once more and you were sniffling, palming at your cheeks to get the moisture off as you tried to rid your mind of the muddled and hurtful thoughts that resided in it.

[ninetyninedays]

At the beach with Zion

A/N: This is my first time writing in a couple of years I’m a little rusty so be nice to me! Thank you, I love you and I hope you like it. (Please leave feedback!)

On our third date, Zion took me to the beach. It was a very hot and humid day; you could feel the moisture in the air. He wore his usual uniform, a t-shirt, a pair of patterned shorts and white Adidas shoes. I decided to go with a loose fitted yellow polka-dotted sundress with a pair of black converse. Once we found a place to sit we laid out a blanket on the warm sand and set down the picnic basket and cooler Zion had brought. While setting up we conversed about our days so far, considering it was only midday there wasn’t much to talk about. My nerves took over me as I spread out the food; a set of veggie burgers, sweet potato fries, apple slices, garlic bread, and a ray of, now, slightly melted cheeses. I was honestly surprised, it looked like Zion had put a lot of thought into this picnic date and it warmed my heart. I looked up at the man before me. Zion was kneeling on the blanket as he shifted through the cooler. He swore under his breath. “The ice melted,” he frowned as he produced two dripping wet bottles of beer and handed me one as a bead of sweat slid down his eyebrow. “Sorry.” He said and sat back down. “Don’t be sorry, you can’t control the weather.” I shrugged. As he took a bite of his veggie burger, he started to explain how he’d recently decided to go vegan because of a documentary he watched on Netflix with one of his roommates just a couple of days ago. He had this sparkle in his eyes that appeared whenever he talked about something, he was passionate about. I wished it never leave.      “You have to watch it,” Zion said as he took a swig of his beer.      “I just wanna see how long this phase is gonna last,” I said as I reached up to tie my braided hair into a bun at the top of my head.      Zion moved his blond dreads out of his face and rolled his eye. “It’s not a phase, mom... It’s a lifestyle.” He said before polishing off his plate.          We ended up having a great conversation, lasting hours. We talked about anything and everything, from our favourite movies to the way we like to sleep, to our families. At some point, the conversation died down and the sound of the waves crashing and the squawking of a colony of seagulls filled my ears. My gaze subconsciously drifted down to Zion’s lips. His soft lips. Oh my fucking god. “You wanna go for a swim?” Zion’s voice sounded, interrupting my thoughts. “Hm?” I asked shifting my gaze back up to his eyes. “Yeah, of course." Zion shamelessly shrugged off his shirt threw it on the blanket. Trying hard not to stare, I meekly took off my dress.          The tide was high, the cold water hit right above my ankles. Zion took in a big breath and then said, “Fuck it.” And rushed into the water, splashing me in the process. I waded slowly into the water behind him. Zion and I spent a couple of hours swimming together and playing Marco Polo. “MARCO?” I called out, waiting for a reply. “Polo.” A calm voice said right next to my ear. Alarmed my eye flew open to find Zion standing behind me sporting the largest grin. “Ziooooon,” I moaned embarrassed covering my face with my hands. “Don’t scare me like that.” I could hear the water around me move as Zion swam over and removed my hands from my face. “Come one, Y/N! It was a joke.” When I looked up at him his brown eyes searched mine. My eyes drifted back to his lips once again, I couldn’t help myself. Time moved slowly. I reached up to move the hair out of his eyes. He leaned in and his soft lips pressed against mine. Had me weak in the knees like jello. He put a hand behind my head deepening the kiss. I could feel my anxiety run down from my chest, to my toes and into the ocean. The taste of his lips lingered when came up for air. “Thank you for an amazing day.”

[peachymara]

drunk voicemails- Nick Mara

I’m sure someone has written something similar, so creds to you but I wanted to write something of my own & add it to the mix! enjoy!

You and Nick had always been close. Best friend kinda close for a while now. You’ve been there for him though it all. The fame, the girls, the breakups. You were his number one and he was yours.

Since the band had formed and their following grew, everyone started talking about the two of you. Whether it be comments on each other’s instagrams, pictures posted of the two of you or you happening to be in the background of some story at one of their house parties, it all began to blow up.

You knew how you felt and for some time now, you were simply in love with your best friend. He was your go to, the one you went to for anything and everything. You couldn’t possibly think he could ever feel the same, until tonight.

The boys had invited you to join them on a night out, celebrating the release of their new ep. Considering the fact you had huge exams coming up the next couple days, you decided it was better off you stay in and get some work done, well so you thought.

Your phone rang, a call from Nick read on your phone. Stopping your work for a minute, you picked up the phone expecting nothing but a normal conversation with Nick about all the possible things you could be missing out on this particular night.

‘Y/N!!’ Nick yelled over the loud music, ‘our ep made it onto the charts! We’re doing it babe. We’re doing big things’, he smiled over the phone. It wasn’t unlike the two of you to call each other pet names, it was almost normal after all these years of friendship. ‘Congrats baby!! I’m so proud of you, you really have no idea’

The two of you talked for a little before letting him go, knowing you had some serious studying to do before the big week ahead of you. Finals after finals, each day and a prettymuch show to end your week. You couldn’t be more happy for Nick, he truly deserved the world and more. The amount of hard work and dedication he put in for these fans, this music, seriously had you swept of your feet and he had no idea, as you believed.

After hours upon hours working, you decided to call it a night and started getting ready for bed before phone calls, followed by hundreds of texts and Snapchat’s from Nick started blowing up your phone. You picked up, wondering what this boy could possibly be so eager to tell you now. You answered the call, noticing Nick was a little off. He was totally slurring his words and you knew he was not entirely there so you hung up, told him to enjoy his night off and hopped onto the couch, turning on a movie.

Hours had passed and the movie was finally over, so you decided to check your phone. Six voicemails, five from Nick and one from Edwin.

‘Hey baby, I just wanna say uh-, we made it onto the charts!’

‘Y/N, I wish you were here with us right now, well uh, with me, but I know you uhm- have to study’

‘Babe, look, I uh- don’t want to distract you but well, ya I guess I wish you were here with us! Love you!’

‘I want, I want uhm. You know what never mind’

‘Y/N babe, fuck I-‘

‘Listen. I want to be more than friends with you Y/N. I’m over this ‘best friend’ thing. I want to make you mine. I- uh, it’s just that this ‘just friends’ thing is not enough for me anymore’

Read all of Nick’s voicemails.

Edwin then left one;

‘Hey Y/N! I know you’re at home studying but Nick won’t stop going on about something how he has to be at your apartment, with you right now so we’re bringing him over. We’ll sort him out for you’

You then texted Ed back, letting him know it was alright to let Nick stay the night here, rather wanting to know he’s alright than not hearing from him again until the morning.

You had no idea what to expect from Nick the second Edwin and the rest of the boys brought him in so, you got your spare room ready for him, trash can and all.

5 minutes later, and Nick and Edwin were at the door, Nick’s arm slung over Ed’s shoulder. You both helped him into bed as you walked Edwin back to the door.

‘So, uh did you hear the messages he left me?’ You questioned Ed, bringing your hand to your face. ‘Yeah. Well I, I didn’t drink anything tonight. Someone had to be sober to make sure these kids did nothing too stupid’ he nervously laughed. ‘If you need me to take him back to ours, it’s totally fi-‘ ‘No Edwin, I got him. Just get the others back safe’ you laughed, ‘I got this one’, you smiled, hugging Edwin goodbye before heading back into the bedroom.

‘Hey Nicky boy. You going to be alright in here? Let me know if you need anything’ you said before making your way to the door. ‘Y/N’, he groaned, ‘I need you’. You sighed, ‘Nick, I’ve seen you drunk so many times, what’s so different this time?’ ‘It’s just, it’s just I don’t know. I love you’

‘I love you too Nick. You know that, you’re my b-‘

‘Don’t say best friend. Please. I want, no I need more than that babe’ he said, sitting up and grabbing your arm.

‘I can’t do this best friend thing anymore baby. It’s not me. I know you don’t feel the same but I want more. I don’t want to be just your ‘best frie-‘

You quickly cut him off with a kiss, crashing your lips onto his.

‘Don’t say it then’ you smiled, pulling away.

‘Whether or not your my best friend or something more, you need sleep. You have a big weekend coming up!’, you laughed, tucking him into the covers.

‘Stay then. Stay with me Y/N’

You nod, joining him in bed. Snuggling into his chest, he placed a kiss to the top of your head. ��Goodnight ma’ he grinned, before drifting off to sleep. You smiled to yourself. He was a mess and you loved every bit of it.

[xtrataerrestrial]

summer love ; zion kuwonu

A/N: i had another account where i was posting these but somehow it got deleted, i don’t know why so i’m starting all over again. here, with 0 followers and nobody to read me lol.

A/N 2: please let me know if i should post the second part!!! there’s three parts to this one.

___________

It was a cold night, the moon peeks through the window illuminating his cheeks and letting me see his lashes resting on his cheekbones.

It made me sad, I didn’t want to leave him, but there was no other option. His calm breathing confirms that he is in a deep sleep, completely oblivious to what is happening in my head at this moment.

At the beginning of the summer, when I met him, I told myself that I should not fall in love, but it was impossible. His way of smiling, so pure and beautiful, made me fall for him in an unimaginable way. He knew he shouldn’t get used to me because I wouldn’t be here forever, but that did not seem to matter to him.

I wrote him a letter, I'm a coward, I can’t tell him everything I feel to his face. It would be impossible for me to leave. I left it on his bedside table and left his room carefully, trying not to wake him up, then, leaving his house without looking back. When he reads the letter, I know that he will try to find me immediately, but by then it will be too late.

«Hey, Z. I really do not know how to start this and I know you'll be hating on me later but trust me, it's for the good of both.

We both knew from the start that at the end of the summer I would have to leave, we knew that we shouldn’t have got used to being together because it would hurt in the end, and we still did.

I don’t know if I'm ever coming back, you know the reasons, but I want you to know that I loved meeting you, I wouldn’t have asked for someone else to spend the summer with, you were, you are and you will always be the right person.

Thank you for so many happy nights and days, thank you for agreeing to meet my family in such a short time, they loved you. Thank you for introducing me to your friends and say thank you to them for being so nice to me. Thank you for playing with my brother when he said he was bored, thanks for always giving me a smile and for always being so good and fun with me.

But more than anything, thank you for showing up by accident that day when i was lost, if it wasn’t for my clumsiness you would not have come to help me, and if it had not been for your big heart I would probably still be lost in the middle of nowhere, lol. I wish one day we could meet again, I love you, and good luck in everything.»

[xtrataerrestrial]

i might start writing again, if y’all are interested you can send me a number and i’ll write it, or maybe i’ll just pick some and write them just because ksks

- prompt list -

Prompt List #1 ♛ Imagines

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

“Please don’t cry. I can’t stand to see you cry”

“Stay with me”

“Walk out that door and we’re through”

“Well. Yell, scream, say something. Anything”

“I can’t breathe”

“I hate how much I love you”

“Why are you so jealous?”

“Where do you think you’re going”

“Just leave me alone”

“I need some time”

“Despite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself”

“You can’t keep pretending it didn’t happen, cause guess what? It did!”

“Just please be my best friend right now, not the guy I just confessed my love to.”

“Stop pretending you’re okay, cause I know you’re not.”

“Just talk to me”

“Bite me”

“If you insist”

“I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me”

“I think you’re just afraid to be happy”

“Why are you so nice to me”

“Choose me”

“We’ll get through this, I promise”

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad”

“You’re mine. I don’t share”

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

“If we get caught I’m blaming you”

“Make me”

“Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now”

“I think I forgot how to breath”

“Stop biting that fucking lip!”

“You’re blushing”

“I missed something didn’t I?”

“You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?”

“Well this is awkward”

“Is that my shirt?”

“You look like you need a hug”

“I can’t believe you don’t like Disney movies”

“Please come home, I miss you”

“You’re so fucking adorable”

“How can you still look so attractive while crying.”

“I’m pregnant”

“You’re lucky you’re cute”

“Cuddle me.”

“Sometimes I really don’t like you”

“What if I told you I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.”

“You’re seriously like a man-child.”

“You’re getting crumbs all over my bed”

“Im too sober for this”

“Oh god, I need a drink”

[corbs-seavy]

"After party"

a nick Mara imagine; fluff

Your birthday party was amazing but it was getting very late so after the party everyone said there goodbyes, everyone else had left but the boys and maggie and ansley, zion asked you and nick "do yall need help cleaning this up" before you could answer nick said "oh no me and y/n got it" maggie said "you sure its a lot of stuff" nick said "nah we got yall can go and besides yall partied way to much" you giggled at the comment then you said "I mean he does have a point" you said, austin said "ok fine well go now" so you guys said your goodbyes hugs and everything after that you and nick turned around to a big mess you and nick look at the mess and then each other "we should have took the help nick" "hey mamas we can do this ok" he said as he pecked your cheek "ok but whos getting the kitchen and and whose getting the living room" you said with unsureness, he said "ill do living room you do kitchen ok" "ok" you said with confidence so you went into the kitchen * skip to when you finished cuz I'm lazy* so you walked into the living room and saw nick trying his hardest to clean everything then you said "you need help boy" he turned around to look at you then looked around the room he said with a grin "yea I might need a little help" you laugh "ok ill help you bubs" so you started helping you bent over to get something and nick just so casually looked at your butt so he reached over and slapped it "NICK" you screamed "what it was sitting right there" he said with a smirk, you rolled your eyes at him you two had finished everything the only thing left was to wipe down the coffee table so you went in the kitchen to get the thing for that as you were getting the things you feel two big arms wrap around your waist of course it was nick you can tell he was really tired because he put his head on your shoulder, nick said "lets go to bed ma" "but baby I have to wipe the table" "do it tomorrow baby I'm tired" "ok" you said "come on baby lets go" you both walked up stairs and nick layed down first and you layed down second he wrapped his arms around your waist and said "love you y/n goodnight ma" "night" you say and you both fell asleep

hope yall liked it it was kind of fun to write tbh well until next time see ya (❁´◡`❁)💖

[babyczk]

hi nia :) i was wondering if maybe i could get an imagine with nick dating a adorable shy girl and how do you think the other guys would be like meeting her?

hi babe! of course <3

they were completely different.

whilst nick had his fiery jersey personality, being able to command a room when he entered it. she was far more reserved. while nick loved to pop off in the middle of the dance floor at parties, loving the attention and cameras on him, she stayed to the side, watching with an amused expression as her boyfriend drank in the compliments.

even though they were so different, it never made their relationship awkward one bit. when nick became riled up, ready to push his sleeves up and fight, she was right there, a manicured hand resting on his bicep and immediately sobering him up.

“i’ve never seen him happier,” zion blurted to her one day, nick having fallen asleep on her lap during a movie marathon. her fingers stroking the base of his neck.

“really?” she asked, because truth be told, she’d be so nervous to meet his friends. thoughts of them dismissing her right away making the fear so prominent.

zion nodded. “deadass. when y’all first started talking nick wouldn’t shut the fuck up about you.” you smiled, looking down at nick’s sleeping figure, his arms tightened around her waist, because even in his sleep, he just needed to be close to her. “you guys are a good couple though, i think he needed someone like you.”

leaning down, she pressed a soft kiss to nick’s temple, the corner of his lips twitching in his slumber at the contact. “i needed someone like him too.”

•••

thank u for 300 followers, ily guys 🥺❤️

[whosjunglejim4322]

Sloppy- Z.K (18+)

Very nsfw oops

Your knees aren't sore yet, thankfully, but it isn't because of your own self awareness.

In fact, your boyfriend, whom you're giving head to, had stopped you while his jeans were mid thigh just so he could slip a pillow underneath you.

Always so sweet, even when his dick is halfway down your throat, like it is now.

He uses one of his large hands to gently cup your jaw, and the other to grip the back of your neck as he looks down at the sight before him, watching his length dissapear behind your soft lips.

"Fuuuck, just like that baby-shit, gonna cum soon." He groans, thick thighs tensing underneath your fingertips as you grip onto him for leverage.

Then, you moan around him, and he twitches.

His hips begin to move with the rhythm of your mouth, and hand for what it's worth, considering it's almost impossible to fit all of him at once.

You can try though, and he fucking adores you for it. Truly, seeing you teary eyed and so fucking eager to make him feel good, it gives him butterflies.

You tap his thigh twice and his grip falters as you pause for air, small hand still wrapped around his thick length as you peer up at him through sodden lashes.

He reaches out to gently cup your face, wiping the corner of your mouth with his thumb.

"You're so fucking beautiful-oh, shit."

He barely has time to finish his sentence before your mouth is back on him, tongue swirling around his sensitive, rose colored tip.

"That fuckin' mouth is dangerous, mm." He groans, head thrown back and plump lips parted as if he has lost his breath for a moment. Seeing him so weak for you has heat pooling between your thighs.

"Gonna cum for me, daddy?"

Fuck. Fuck. You haven't used that before.

It's been talked about, but fuck, he didn't know hearing such a filthy word pass your pretty lips would have him melting underneath your touch.

"Fuck, yeah baby. Gonna swallow it all, hmm?"

You do.

[beanzybrandon]

High School! PRETTYMUCH — Edwin Honoret

• Edwin is the type of person that everyone knows • While most would assume this is due in part to some sort of cliche based on what they see in 80's coming-of-age high school movies, it's not. He's not the stereotypical jock/bully and he's far from being one of the popular kids who's "fame" was built on the premise of his good looks • In fact, he's very personable, and it's his inherent kindness that seems to draw people in • He is easily the sweetest kid you will ever meet. He goes out of his way to help people whenever he can and he makes it a point to include everyone in activities and discussion • All around, he's just a really dope dude • If it hadn't been for his outgoing nature and the need to try and make everyone feel comfortable, the two of you would not have met at all. • Transferring to a new school halfway through your junior year isn't exactly the most pleasant of situations. The stress that comes with having to adjust to everything is only amplified when you don't have someone to help you through it all • You hadn't talked to anyone aside from your teachers for a majority of the day. It wasn't until your fourth-period class rolled around that you had any sort of interaction with someone in your grade level • ‎And that wasn't due to any effort of your own • ‎You had quietly set about filling out the introductory paperwork your teacher had assigned, bobbing your head along to the beat of the song that flowed through your earbuds • ‎Before you could even register his presence, Edwin was dropping into the seat beside yours, a bright smile stretching across his lips as he turned to face you and extended a hand. "I don't think I've seen you around here before. I'm Edwin." • ‎"Y/N," you'd answer after removing your earbuds, brows furrowed in mild apprehension • ‎His hands were soft, though, and the smile he offered was warm and genuine. Both helped assuage any unease that might have sunken its talons into you • ‎Over the next several weeks, he did everything in his power to help you settle in and feel comfortable. • ‎Lots of smol things?? Like showing you around campus and introducing you to his friends (a set of equally pleasant people spread amongst each year) • ‎It didn't take long for you to become an official member of their little group. They seemed to adore you and the feeling was definitely mutual • ‎They were all fun and made the process of adapting that much easier • ‎It went without saying, though, that you were closest to Edwin • ‎The two of you spent quite a bit of time together and as the school year progressed, it reached a point where you were nearly attached at the hip. You became best friends in record time • ‎You spent time together in class, between classes, outside of school, and just about every available slot of time in between • ‎The feelings he held for you were far from platonic, though • ‎Poor thing had fallen harder for you than he thought possible • ‎Sadly enough, though, you seemed oblivious. No matter how obvious the hints he dropped were, you just didn't seem to be picking any of them up • ‎He was honestly beginning to feel as if his efforts might be for naught. It was kind of disheartening • ‎That is until prom rolled around • ‎He had been thinking about asking you to go with him for a while now. Why not confess while he was at it? There was no better time, really • ‎So he did • ‎In the softest way he knew how • ‎He spent the better part of a week planning the perfect proposal. He was rather satisfied with the way everything turned out by the time he had finished making arrangements • ‎It was pretty straightforward, for the most part. He had made a poster and had commissioned a couple of his friends to hold it when he actually set about asking you to go to prom • ‎The proposal itself was the part that differs from the norm • ‎He had an affinity for the ukulele and played for you quite often. He used this mutual appreciation in the hopes of wooing you and had written a song • ‎It was single-handedly the sweetest thing you had ever heard, the soft chords dancing alongside his angelic voice in a way that left your head fuzzy and your heart thumping erratically • ‎You accepted his proposal, of course • ‎Everything?? Was a whirlwind of euphoric surreality?? • You could barely remember having chosen your outfit, or even getting ready for the evening • ‎The entirety of the trip from your house to the venue had also been lost to time • ‎What you could remember, though, was how handsome Edwin looked when he came to pick you up. The softness of his hand as it enveloped yours and the beauty of that ever-present smile. You were certain that the image would be burned into your mind forever. 

•  The feeling of his body pressed so closely to your own on the dancefloor would certainly linger on your skin for years to come • The taste of his lips would be something you'd crave for an eternity • ‎The fact that he had even done it at all had come as quite the surprise. You couldn't say that you minded, though • ‎The two of you had been dancing, your head resting on his shoulder and the tips of his fingers digging slightly into tour hips. His hold was firm but far from uncomfortable • ‎You closed your eyes, body having grown accustomed to the gentle sway he had initiated. About halfway through the song (who's beat was slow and comforting but name you could not remember), he took hold of your chin and tilted your head upward. You hadn't even had the chance to open your eyes before soft lips were finding purchase on your own • ‎You melted into it almost immediately, hands moving to gingerly cup his face as you pressed yourself impossibly closer • ‎The rest is prettymuch (hAH) history • ‎He offered you a rushed, flustered apology the next morning, saying that it was inappropriate for him to have done something so brash without knowing if you even felt the same, much less if you were comfortable with him doing so • ‎You let him know everything was alright by laying another one on him • ‎He asked you out properly shortly thereafter • ‎Now?? Boyfriend Edwin?? • ‎The softest soft boy to ever soft!! • ‎He tries to teach you how to play the ukulele and writes cute little songs for you all the time •  he'll slip little notes into your backpack or lunchbox as a little pick-me-up. he loves seeing the smile that stretches across your lips when you read them •  Willingly gives you his hoodies. He thinks you look cute in them • ‎The master of planning dates?? He organizes the best picnics and can throw together a mean pillow fort for movie nights at home • ‎The biggest cuddle bug the world has ever seen • Like??? Nothing makes him happier than laying his head on your lap and having you play with his hair. He's fallen asleep because of how relaxing it is on more than one occasion • Just give him a hug and he'll be happy for the rest of the year • TL;DR: He is the sweetest baby in the history of the world and if you don't give him the affection he deserves, what are you even doing?

[nakedinthewhitehouse]

ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!

I will no longer be posting PRETTYMUCH content on this blog. I haven’t posted in over two years on this blog and that is in part due to the fact that I fell out of touch with the band's fandom, and also because of how problematic some of the members have become. I do not intend on supporting people who use racial or homophobic slurs, as well as targeting a young girl and then blocking anyone who calls them out or asking them to apologize. I understand not recognizing something is harmful, however saying the n-word with the hard r, is unacceptable, you grew up in America bitch you knew that was bad. Using R****d as an insult is ableist. Using gay and more words similar to it in an offensive way is homophobic. Blocking people who DM you asking to apologize, or who call you out on social media. Childish. I refuse to partake or support this group any longer, the few posts I’ve made will probably be removed, I want a fresh start. If you choose to unfollow me or whatever because of this, I honestly don’t care. This needs to be said and I refuse to partake in that.

[sadgurllayha]

Quarantine Routine- Brandon.A

A/N- ok so it’s been forever since I’ve written but I’m ready to start again, and these is for @babievelez​, who asked for a fluffy Brandon quarantine Drabble! I’m super excited and sorry it’s not long but hope you enjoy

Word Count- 2K

Song Rec- 

Lately there’s been no alarms, no dreary eyes, no scrambled mind trying to see as the light blinds you, there’s only been... peace. It’s been about 6 months since this whole Mrs.Rona pandemic, made everyone have to hunker down at-home. You giggle sleepy to yourself as you roll over and meet Brandons matted curls. Since your really not allowed to go anywhere, you’ve been blessed to wake up to this gorgeous man everyday.

To keep things... como se diece... spicy, you guys switch in-between your apartment and the PM house. For the past week, you’ve been sleeping at yours, opting for a little more privacy. Glancing at your phone you notice that if you get up now you’ll have time to make breakfast, no it’s 10 so brunch! Rolling over, you quietly slip on some socks to create a barrier between your warm piggies, and the harsh wood. 

Shuffling over to the bathroom you grimace at the even harsher lights. Dying to see, you wash up and pop in your contacts. Normally you and B do skincare together but you don’t have the time to wait for him. Walking out the bathroom with more pep in your step than before, you freeze as you see the grown man size divot in your bed is empty.

Tiptoeing to the kitchen you turn the corner and smile brightly seeing that you two had the same idea. Every morning you liked to open up the windows to let the breeze and warm air flow through, it always made everyday things see seem so much more... scenic. And this is a moment where you thank god, that your two paths crossed and you could have this man in  your life. Sneaking up behind him, you could hear him softly humming the lyrics

Ohhhhhh who could’ve thought I’d get youuuuuu ouuuu

who yeah, who yeah babe,

And I’ll take some time, just to be thankful

That I’ve had days full of you, you

And when it whines down in to , the memories

It’s all just memories ahhhhhhh

Pushing your front into his back you softly swayed and harmonized

Don’t you love when I come around, 

Build you up then I’ll take u downnnn, 

Spinning himself around, Brandon gently cradles your face and breathlessly kisses you, 

Mornin’ Love...

[dumb-dussy]

That’s Why I love You

Summary: ‘Friends with benefits’ relationship takes a turn when Zion confesses his feelings.

A/N: I know this is EXTREMELY cliché and there’s a scene that is HIGHLY dramatic but...bear with me people. 

They had both promised to keep it casual.

She would go over when the boys were out, they would watch a bit of Netflix (without genuinely watching it), they would get it done and she would leave right after. And Vice-Versa. That was their established routine. Something they had both agreed on. They only called eachother when they needed a release, and their plan was completely functional and consistent at first. But it all came crumbling down when Zion realized something that scared him more than the 20 inch snake that sat in their living room. He wanted more.

The look of satisfaction washed over her face as she finished off before rolling onto her side and laying right next to him. No eye contact was made. The two sweat covered bodies layed  in silence as they both stared up at the pale ceiling, only their breathing could be heard. There was always a brief silence after their activities, a moment of recovery some would say, but not one this long. It awakened a stress in the bottom of both of their pits, one none of them had felt before.

Melanie then turned her head to look at the caramel body of the young male beside her, her chocolate manicured hands tracing over his tattoos as he watched them intently. They traveled from his chest area, up his forearm, dragging the pads of her fingertips up his neck then finally settling them on his cheek as she watched him watch her.

“I want more.” He finally spoke after what felt like an eternity. He sat up, pulling the thin sheets over his lap as he rested his back against the headboard. One hand slightly brushing his dreadlocks away from his face. “I know our agreement. I know we said no feelings. I know we said no staying the night or no touching if you did or even no eye contact. But I want that.  I want to be able to take you out for ice cream or pick you up from Uni when you get done with classes. I want to Netflix and chill, while you fall asleep in my arms and I caress your face. I want to cum to agree. I want more than just using you when I need to, and when you need to use me. I want to get to know you and not your body. I want you mentally and emotionally, not only physically.”

The young adult stared up blankly at the dark eyed boy, now laying on her stomach with her hands placed under her chin. Her eyes trailed down his chest and back up to his face as she let out a deep sigh- the only real sound he got out of her the whole night.

“I-” She started before letting out another fustrated sigh. “We said no feelings.” She finally spoke in a soft voice, so soft that if Zion wasn’t so close, he would have definitely missed what she said. His face dropped a bit but he covered it with a cough.

“I know that Mel, but-”

“So why are you complicating things more than they already are?” She huffed, cutting him off completely as a hint of anger dripped from her voice. An uncomfortable silence filled the air as the two stared at eachother. She was waiting for an actual answer but when she didn’t get one, she decided to speak up.

“If this is gonna be a problem, maybe...maybe this should stop.” At this Zion’s head snapped up.

“Seriously?” He breathed out in disbelief as he watched her get up suddenly. Grabbing her white- T that was once on her naked body, the white sheet still draped on her lower naked half as she put it on swiftly.

“I knew it was gonna get to this point.” She huffed, mostly to herself, as she struggled to put on her blue skinny jeans over her white lace panties – a gift actually from Zion himself as a joke- who was currently stunned and simply speechless. He had just openly expressed his love to her and this was her way of reacting? Running away from it?

So he couldn’t do anything except watch. Watch her put on her white t-shirt, her blue jeans with little rips on the knees, watch her pass by the mirror that hung on his wall opposite of the bed – the same one he would look at when she was ontop of him chasing her high- , watch her gather all her belongings including her phone. She placed her hands on the doorknob, opening the bedroom door when suddenly a hand pushed the door close. She felt the body heat radiate off of him, the strangely pleasant  smell of their recent affairs still stuck on  him (and her aswell she assumed).

“Tell me you don’t feel the same way then, and I’ll let you leave.” His warm minty breath flowed into the little space between their two bodies as she sighed in defeat. He could feel the hesitation flowing off her, despite her next words.

“I feel nothing for you.” She spat codly, attempting once again to pull the door open but only jumping when the door slammed once more. “Caleb.” She breathed out.

“To my face Melanie.” He cut her off. She could feel the tears form in her eyes  as  she exhaled deeply. “I’ll let you go. Forget about you, and move on. Delete your number and even the few pictures I took of your nude body. All you have to do is tell me you don’t love me to my face and freedom is yours for the taking.” He continued, one hand still on the door and the other by his side.

She breathed out, pushing back the tears and gulping down the burning ball that sat in her throat. It hurt yet she didn’t care, she refused to let it loose. So she swallowed her pride and turned around, and she stared in awe at his appearance. He looked flustered. A hint of exhaustion sat upon his face, his dreads hung carelessly over his eyes, his pupils dilated causing his eyes to look darker than they already were. His upper half was bare, his tattoos fully on display contrary to his lower half that now was covered with boxers. His breathing was slow and steady despite his heart racing at 20 miles per second. A heart rate that would drive an older man to a certain heart attack. He looked at her patiently as she now rested her whole body against the door. And he watched as her body engulfed the defeat.

“What if you hurt me?” She breathed out finally, the ball returning to her throat causing her voice to crack. At this, Zion furrowed his eyebrows.

“What if this is just your desire talking and not what I think it is? what I actually want it to be? ” She questioned again this time letting out a shakey breath. “I’m scared Zi.”

A chuckled escaped his mouth as a smile creeped on his lips, his hand coming in contact with her cheek as he pulled her closer to connect them with her own. The kiss was passionate, something none of them had actually endured before. It was different, and it made her knees buckle slightly. He pulled away and rested his forehead on hers.

“Trust me when I say this is real. I want this. But the question is: do you?” And for the very first time that night...she smiled.

[znaeb]

heyy!can you do an imagine in which reader visits the boys on tour and has to share a bunk with one of them?surprise me with the pairing ;) p.s.love your writing style!!

Poor Planning // N.M.

You were so excited to visit your best friend Brandon, a giddy feeling bubbling up inside of you as the plane landed. You grabbed your carryon from the overhead compartment and made your way through the airport to find the group of boys who were picking you up. 

you looked around the airport for them, smiling when you saw Zion’s head peeking out over the top of a small group of people. 

“Guys!” you called towards them, waving when they heard your voice and turned towards you. You both rushed forward, immediately being engulfed in a big hug from Austin. Zion was quick to follow, but Edwin and Brandon hung back. 

“Hey, B… Ed?” you smiled and furrowed your eyebrows, “um, is everything okay?” 

“I–,” Brandon accidentally cut himself off with a sneeze and then a weird half-sneeze-half-cough, “I’m pretty sure i have the flu…” he sighed and looked upset. 

“and I’m pretty sure he gave me the flu…” Edwin shook his head and crossed his arms. 

“Yeah, they’re supposed to be resting, but Brandon he just had to come with us to get you.” Zion rolled his eyes playfully. 

“Aw, I’m so sorry, B.” you frowned and quickly squeezed his shoulder. 

As you all walked towards the car parked outside you and Brandon stayed slightly behind as the other three walked ahead. 

“Where’s Nick?” you questioned. 

“He was busy,” Brandon answered nonchalantly. 

You nodded, unsurprised. You and Nick had never gotten along well. Your interactions were rarely pleasant, both of you taking every opportunity to land a good zinger and make the other mad. It was one of the reasons you were hesitant to visit the boys while they were on tour, you didn’t want to spend the whole trip frustrated and arguing with Nick.

on the drive home, you had so much fun talking with the boys, even stopping at taco bell to grab some food. when the car arrived back at the lot where the bus was parked you all spilled out and rushed towards the tour-bus to play Super Smash Bros. Feeling the need to reclaim your title as queen of the game when Zion claimed that he could beat you. 

When you walked in Nick was sitting on the couch on his phone, already seeming annoyed by your presence, rolling his eyes when you said ‘hi’ to him. 

“Oh, we brought you taco bell,” you said as kindly as you could and handed him the takeaway bag. smiling smugly at the surprised expression on his face. 

“Thanks,” he said curtly and nodded in your direction. 

the tension was impossible to miss and the other boys stood there in awkward silence until Austin spoke up saying, “well then, let’s play smash bros.”

Nick left the room as you began to play and your blood boiled, you were so confused and annoyed by his behavior. you’d never done anything to him. 

—-

later that night you ran into a problem… you didn’t know where you were supposed to sleep. Brandon and Edwin were obviously out because you weren’t down to catch the flu, and Zion and Austin were both too large to share their tiny bunks. 

you brought the problem to Brandon and his suggestion was simple, “I’ll ask Nick if you can share with him.” he shrugged and stood up, obviously he didn’t fully understand the deep-seated issues between you and Nick. you protested but he was adamant that he could get Nick to act reasonably. needless to say, you did not share his certainty. 

you stayed in the main area of the bus and waited as he went to talk to Nick, cringing as you imagined the conversation that was about to ensue. 

Nick stormed out from the bunk area holding a pillow and blanket, looking at you with annoyance painted all over his face before throwing his things down on the small seating area, which could barely be considered a couch, and saying, “my bunk’s the middle one on the left.” 

“I didn’t tell Brandon to ask you. I’ll sleep out here, you don’t have to.” you apologized sincerely, never wanting to kick him out of his own bed. 

“Just take it, I really don’t feel like pissing off Brandon.” he rolled his eyes at you and laid down, pulling out his phone. 

“thank you, Nick.” you tried to show your appreciation, but you were practically ignored. you mumbled a ‘goodnight’ before walking into the bunk area. 

—-

on the third night you turned in early, Brandon and Edwin were slowly recovering but very worn out from performing and afraid that they could still be contagious.

you’d been laying in bed for a while and you were hovering right on the edge of sleep when the bunk curtain was pulled back and your shoulder was nudged repeatedly.

“Hey, scoot the fuck over,” Nick spoke gruffly, rubbing his eyes. 

“Nick? what time is it?” you asked offhandedly and began to move to the side. 

“it’s one AM and my back fucking hurts,” he said rudely as he climbed into the bunk and sighed in relief at the soft mattress under his body. 

“I told you I’d sleep in there,” you said defensively and looked over at him.

“I don’t even care, just let me sleep please.” he groaned and rolled onto his side, facing your direction but still a reasonable distance from you. you didn’t respond, trying to avoid more unnecessary conflict.  

you looked at him for a moment. he was shirtless, only wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a small gold chain around his neck. his hair was messy and his closed eyelids fluttered every now and then. 

you’d always thought that Nick was very attractive, you even had a small crush on him when you first met– before you realized how unpleasant he was. you huffed and rolled onto your side to face away from him, wrapping your blanket around yourself and closing your eyes to sleep. 

—-

you woke up at around four AM. you were comfortable, but something was off. it wasn’t until you began to roll onto your back that you felt the arm wrapped around your middle, the legs intertwined with yours, and the head nestled in the crook of your neck. your eyes snapped open and you looked down to see a sleeping Nick practically wrapped around you. 

you didn’t know how to react. on the one hand, this was very weird and unexpected… but on the other, you didn’t want to wake him up and cause awkwardness where you didn’t have to. 

one of your arms was trapped underneath his neck and the other was wrapped around his shoulder. he began to stir so, flustered, you closed your eyes and pretended to be asleep. you felt him lift his head and do the same thing you were just doing– trying to figure out what the fuck was going on. 

he began to pull away and you thought that this weird situation was over, but instead, you heard the bunk curtain be pulled closed and then felt his arms come back to wrap tightly around your body. 

you hated to admit it to yourself, but this made you very happy. his skin was warm against yours and his strong arms held you perfectly. with one hand, his fingers played with the ends of your hair and the other spread across your lower back, holding you to him comfortably. 

you both fell back asleep after a while and when you woke up the next morning you were separated, both your backs turned towards the other. 

—-

although neither of you acknowledged what had happened– as far as you knew he didn’t even know that you were awake, the tone changed in your relationship. you didn’t become best friends by any means, but there were no more rude remarks or jabs, he even helped you climb down from the bunk when you got up since your legs couldn’t reach the floor.     

the other boys noticed and were understandably confused. at one point Brandon mentioned it and you and Nick shared a look before shrugging and continuing to eat your breakfast, leaving him even more confused than before. 

Brandon and Edwin had a doctor’s appointment and the other three boys went to practice the choreography for their show so you were alone on the bus for a little while. 

you used the opportunity to take a quick shower, then got dressed in a comfy oversized tee shirt and small athletic shorts and started to head out to the main area of the bus. you stopped in your tracks when you saw Nick sitting at the small booth in the main area, elbows leaned on the table. 

you made brief eye contact with him as you entered but looked away quickly and went to the kitchenette to get a snack. in your peripheral vision, you saw him stand, but you didn’t look over even when you felt him getting closer to you.

you jumped when his hands softly landed on your hips, your whole body stiffening. 

“I know you were awake last night,” he said softly in your ear, his breath hot against your neck. 

“W-what?” you stuttered, feigning confusion. 

one of his hands wrapped further around you and pulled your back into his front, the other hand moved a piece of your hair to give him room to place his chin on your shoulder. 

“I felt your heartbeat speed up when i held you… i felt your breathing speed up,” he said, turning his head to look at the side of your face and waiting for you to respond. 

“I…” you sighed and looked around the room, trying to gather your thoughts, “i was nervous…” 

“Why?” the question was impossible to answer seeing as you had no idea why you were nervous.

“I don’t know.” you shook your head, you could feel your cheeks heating up and you turned your face away so that he couldn’t see you blush. 

“Look at me,” he said sternly, his deep voice somehow making you listen. you turned your face to look at him and were met with kind eyes, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth. 

“What?” you questioned anxiously. 

“I liked it…” he said quietly, his hand playing with the bottom of your shirt. 

“you… liked it? what?” you scoffed in disbelief. 

“yeah,” he spoke calmly, “i liked it.” 

he then pulled away and looked at you as he stepped towards the door of the bus, he then turned fully and left. leaving you feeling flustered, your mind racing. 

a few moments later Brandon and Edwin arrived back from their appointment and you had to pretend like everything was normal. 

—-

as you watched their show that night, you couldn’t keep your eyes from drifting over to Nick. thankfully, because of the intense lights they had shining on him, he wasn’t able to see you well enough to notice. 

you wouldn’t say that you were looking forward to going to bed tonight, but you were certainly curious if he would try something. your interaction earlier that day had jarred you and you weren’t sure how to proceed. 

after the show, you all went out and got drinks. you ended up getting back to the bus late, all of the boys pretty drunk. you giggled at them as they stumbled around the bus looking for different things. 

you got ready for bed quickly, putting on a big tee shirt and boyshorts then washing your face and brushing your teeth. you migrated back to the bunk area, peeking your head into the main room to say goodnight to the boys on the way. 

when you got to Nick’s bunk you climbed in and covered yourself with the blanket, then pulled out your phone and began scrolling through Instagram and checking in with your friends at home. you looked over when you heard someone in the hallway next to the bunk, peeking through the small gap between the wall and the curtain and saw Nick slipping on a shirt, hair wet from the shower. 

you watched carefully as he pulled back the curtain and climbed into bed, shutting off your phone and placing it to the side. he laid facing you, arms crossed in front of his chest. at that moment you wanted nothing more than to lean forward and bury your face in his chest and feel the fabric of his soft, dark green tee shirt against your skin. 

you lifted your hand and played with the fabric on the sleeve of his shirt, his eyes stayed glued to your face as he considered his next move. he sighed, throwing caution to the wind, placing a hand on your hip and pulling you into him. you wrapped your arms around his neck and sighed in contentment. he buried his head in your neck and ran his hand up and down your back. 

“Hi.” you smiled and played with the hair at the back of his head. 

“Hi there,” he whispered back, smiling against your shoulder. you scratched his back gently as he did the same to you.     

you giggled when he wrapped his hand around the back of your thigh and pulled it to drape over his waist, his hand then resting on top of it, thumb caressing your skin. 

“Hey, Nick?” you whispered softly, unable to keep yourself from questioning this whole situation. 

“Hm?” he responded sleepily, hand moving to rest on your side. 

“What does this… mean?” you struggled to find the proper words to ask him. 

“I’m not sure,” he answered truthfully and then moved his head to look at you, “But i know that I don’t want it to stop.” 

you looked at him for a moment before asking the question that had been on the tip of your tongue, “Why were you always so mean to me?” you asked earnestly, hoping that the answer isn’t hurtful. 

“Because Brandon liked you… so i couldn’t like you too because that would make me a bad friend,” he said, looking into your eyes and nodding his head once to make his point, “then after that, i didn’t know how to change the dynamic so i just let it stay the same.” 

“But Brandon has a girlfriend.” you shook your head, not fully buying his answer. 

“He didn’t two years ago when he introduced you to us,” he said matter-of-factly. 

“Shit…” you stared at his face as you realized that what he was saying was true. you knew that Brandon had feelings for you at one time, but you didn’t know about them until after they were long gone. 

“Yeah.” he chuckled at you and then bit his lip, “I’m sorry about all that by the way,” he said honestly.

“I’m not upset about it… i wasn’t too kind either.” you cringed as you thought back to some of your past conversations with him, wishing you could reclaim your words. 

“I’m not worried about it.” he smiled and shifted slightly closer to you, the tip of his nose brushing against yours. 

“Okay.” you smiled and played with the collar of his shirt, pulling at a loose thread and then looking back to meet his eyes. 

you fell asleep like that, wrapped up in each other’s embrace. both of you uncertain about the future, but excited by it at the same time. 

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This is a long one guys! idk why but this request just sent me, man. it’s like purely fluff, but lemme know if you want me to write a part 2 that goes in a different direction or one that keeps going in a similar direction to this :P Thanks for the fun request @prettydamnmuchinlove !