#prettymuch fanfic

[starchbean]

Ch 3 of my Shen Jiu fic for svsss just dropped c: perhaps check it out if you wish to do so <3

[kasdan]

sure would be so totes a shame if someone were to write a fanfic based off of phases by prettymuch for mr. pretty boy silver *twirls hair and kicks feet*😍😍😍

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phases - prettymuch

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pairing: silver x gn!reader

warnings: heart clenching fluff, slight angst, shitty ex’s

word count: 0.4k

masterlist | request a song fic ♡

am writing all twst and any gaming content on my side blog @slight-gaming-addict feel free to check it out<3

It’s the fourth night this week you found yourself in the confines of the Mostro Lounge. You didn’t plan on going that night, but you needed to blow off some steam after a particular run in with your ex. You spent your time desperately trying to forget and get over them, but you find it hard to do when they keep popping up wherever you go.

That week had been the hardest for your mental health, hitting you like a tidal wave out of nowhere. You’ve been trying hard to work on yourself after everything you’ve been through, and you’re trying your best, but it’s hard.

The one person who helped you through it all was Silver. He’s the one who made you see the light at the end of the tunnel again, the one to dig you out of the hole you found yourself in.

Every time you called him, he was at the end of the line. It didn’t matter what time it was, he always had the time to answer your call when you needed him.

That’s why it hurt him to see you in the dark mindset you found yourself in for that week. He watched as you slowly went down deeper into the depths of your mind and he wanted to reach out to help or do something, but he knew this was your coping process and he had to be patient with you. He wouldn’t want to push you too far past the limits you set for yourself and make things worse, so he was okay with just watching from afar.

The next week, you’re back to trying to be your best self, confidence shining through, and Silver couldn’t find himself happier in the moment. You spent the time together like you have before, and you found yourself falling hard for him. That thought process scared you from all the shit you’ve been in, and you were close to pushing him away, but he was just so sweet and attentive you couldn’t bring yourself to do it.

You both grow closer in the coming weeks and the first time you kiss he’s buzzing in excitement and can’t help but pull you closer, not wanting to let you out of his grasp. You found yourself melting into his touch, the insecurities and doubts you were previously feeling left your mind completely, and all you could focus on was him in that moment.

When his hand find his place on your thigh, he realizes in that moment that you were destined to be his, and he had no intentions of ever letting you go.

buy me a coffee ♡

[stolasisyourparent]

So I'm on my boyband shit rn and I'm definitely making fanfics for my favorite boybands. I'm still going to do for minecraft youtubers and gamer youtubers I like but I just want to update about it.

Anyway here is my favorite prettymuch member Shirtless

[stephenkings-dreamcatchers]

Tag 9 (maybe) people you want to get to know better meme, thank you @sameensass for tagging me (like a month ago lol)

1. Three Ships: jeffbritta, rose/10, yor/loid

2. First Ever Ship: percabeth (my first introduction to fanfic)

3. Last Song: Same Place - PRETTYMUCH

4. Last Movie: Knock at the Cabin

5. Currently Reading: I finished Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk a little while ago and im either going to start the book Knock at the Cabin is based on or just reread American Psycho, we will see

6. Currently Watching: Abbott Elementary

7. Currently Consuming: water cuz im sick

8. Currently Craving: pasta

Tagging: @megoosa @maplelithe @potato-dumpling @gnomequeenofthegingers @ifyoutookyourtimetonoticeme @endureandsurvives

[mxnhoo]

get to know me! (´ ˘ `)

she/her

my music taste - started being a kpop stan in 2018, first ult group was bts - stanned and ulted skz in 2018 (i am who era! miss it sm) - really loved why don't we in 2017-2018 - other artists i enjoy listening to are : chase atlantic, grentperez, prettymuch, eaJ, lyn lapid, day6 - ATM my favourite song as i'm editing this : ohmami, sacrifice (eat me up), jjam, the alchemy - all time fave skz songs : haven, mixtape : on track, can't stop, volcano (han), 13 (han), maybe (han) - all time fave enhy songs : attention, please!, sacrifice (eat me up), your eyes only, not for sale

skills/hobbies - i'm artistic (at least i think so) - enjoy drawing, dancing, video editing, music (listening & playing), writing, singing, 3d art - used to do video editing from 2018-2021 - used video star, cute cut pro, (A BIT OF) alight motion, (SLIGHTEST BIT OF) after effects - can play the flute! - learning how to play the drums and guitar - love games (though i don't really play it much anymore) - used to play apex, cod, pubg, minecraft, valorant, roblox, growtopia, mobile legends, taiko no tatsujin and way more

inspirations/past heavily inspired by ryu on yt /maatryoshkaa on tumblr! - loved loved loved their fic 'Young God' used to read fanfics on youtube - (Obsession by - ShaniraJi -, The Black Prince by Jimin's Darling) used to have a skz writing ig account don't typically enjoy movies but i especially LOVED the maze runner trilogy

studies - (unfortunately) a stem student - i really like chemistry but not studying it

biases

stray kids lee minho (ult), yang jeongin

enhypen park jongseong, sim jaeyun

boynextdoor han dongmin

tws han jihoon, lee kyungmin

ive jang wonyoung, kim jiwon

seventeen kwon soonyoung

[pretty-much99]

That time of the month

Zion × Reader

Plot: Fluffy story of Zion helping you out when your period starts and him confessing his love for you.

(Y/N POV)

It is Monday and I am supposed to be at work by 8 but as you wake up you feel the pain all women dread. I started my period and I literally can't get out of bed and it is an hour before you have to go to work (fml). It is more painful than normal, my cramps hurt so much that I am in a ball on my bed. I texted my boss and told her I can't come in and had to use a sick day that I had. My first phone call is to one of the closest people to me, Zion who is my best friend. He would always help out when he wasn't playing fortnite or doing stuff with the band. I call him and he groggily answers after the fourth ring "hello" you try to speak but I start crying because the pain was so intense. I heard him shuffle around really hard and then eventually I mustered up the courage enough to say "I'm okay I just…" He hangs up the phone and you try texting him to let him know that you are okay but nothing.

Ten minutes later you hear the door opening (he knew where the spare key was) and you heard him yelling (Y/N). I weakly called out to him, he made it to my room wearing a t-shirt and night pants and he said "where is the person and why did they hurt you". You softly tell him to sit down and slightly hit your hand on your bed. He gets more upset and tells you "I am not sitting down no matter what" so you have to quickly tell him that no one hurt you. He looks at you unsure of the facial expression that you are making but it is enough to finally calm him down. He sits down beside you and you have to tell him that it is that time of the month. He started to understand everything better and he asked if you needed anything. You smile through your pain and ask for an ice and heat pack. He got up and walked out without another word. A few minutes passed which was odd since he knew where everything was and just as you are starting to call out for him he opens the door with your favorite breakfast in bed tray.

You slowly turn your body and he tells you not to move. He put the tray on your nightstand, he had the ice pack wrapped up in a towel so it wouldn't be so cold on your skin. He slowly turns you upright and puts the ice pack on your lower stomach where it hurts most. He smiled and playfully said "you woke me up out of my sleep you better be lucky that I…." He went silent immediately and coughed and tried to change the subject asking about how you felt. You smile and try not to press on what he said so you said "I feel like I got hit by a bus and a truck at the same time and being stabbed and life sucks." He laughed and assured you that by the end of the day you would feel better. He grabbed both of your arms on the bottom and slowly started sitting you up and you got settled. He gently brushes your hair to the side out of your face and you look over at the tray as he reaches for it.

He grabbed a bowl and picked it up with a spoon. You smile and say it is too early for soup but he makes you eat the chicken noodle soup anyways because it will help. He also had crackers and ginger ale. You laugh with some pain and tell him you are not sick. You feel like your stomach is being stabbed from the inside out. "This is what I know how to do..  wait I have to go get you some chocolate that will help right?" This was the nicest gesture someone had done for you in a long time and he grabs his phone and sends a text. "Thanks so much Z but you don't have to get chocolate, you have already done so much for me I appreciate it." He smiles and he turns on your tv hoping for you to get settled a little more. Thirty minutes later after watching some of an episode of The Originals. There is a ring at your door bell and he gets up and answers it and you hear mumbling and what sounds like the other boys from the band they walk in your room.

They were all in their pj's and asked if you were okay. You let them know you are okay and you see Nick come in with some chocolate and some fake flowers and a get well soon card. You smile and tell all of them to give you a hug and Z steps back. You motioned for him to get into the big group hug. It hurt but you were happy they were there and they were being sweet about it. Z switches the ice pack to the heating pack and puts it on the lowest setting so it would not create more pain for you. They were all on the bed and they picked up from where the episode left off and you slowly fell asleep. You wake up and everyone is gone and the TV is paused. You are still a little sleepy but you feel better with your stomach pain. You were able to finally get out of bed, and walk into the living room and see the boys. They all check to see how you are feeling and Z stood up and walked up to you and kissed you out of nowhere.

You are stunned and realize his kiss is like honey and you slowly melted and in a way forgot about your pain. But you slowly pull away because you remember the other boys are there. They all awkwardly leave and you ask Z why he did that. He said "Talking to the boys made me realize that I love you a lot (Y/N). I will always help you out no matter what even if that means waking me up out of my sleep. I want to be with you and take care of you when you don't feel good because you always take care of me and everyone else around you. You have a heart of gold and I feel like you and your heart were made for me, I love you and that is never going to change." You start smiling and tears streaming down your face at the same time, his words touched you because you felt the same way about him. You confess your love for him and he kisses you and his adorable beaming smile that lights up the room that was only focused on you was all you could ask for.

[negativity4you]

Can someone explain what’s been happening with prettymuch? I haven’t had much free time lately and I’m just now seeing that something happened.

[stickthroughthephases]

4:47 AM

〣  Characters: Austin Porter x Y/N 

〣  Genre: Fluff 

〣  Prompt: “the things you said to me while we were driving”

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You and your boyfriend were currently on the road. It was early morning, your windows rolled down, music playing softly in the background, moderately bingeing on some junk food, y’all bought earlier from a gas station.

You feel a warm hand tracing patterns on your thigh, to your knee and back. You turn you head towards Austin, admiring his side profile as he focuses on the empty road ahead. Your eyes trace his every feature, from his eyes to his chin, taking in all the small details. Sensing your stare, he turns his head towards you for a second to confirm that you are indeed staring at him.

“Is there something on my face?”, he removes his hand from your leg to brush off the imaginary crumbs from his face.

      “Nope” you deny, “I’m just admiring how cute you look all focused and everything”.

You see a slight blush creep upon his cheeks and his smile starts to spread to his eyes. The smile that brightens your whole world, even in the darkness of the road ahead. After your small moment you two let the music take over the silence. But suddenly Austin decides to interrupt that silence.

      “BABE I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING!!”, he exclaims slightly excited.

His sudden burst of energy startles you and you swear your heart stops in that split second.

      “JESUS what were you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?!!?”

      “I’m sorry, but I really do need to tell you something important”

      “Oh really what is it?”, a hint of tease in your tone.

      “I’m lost”

      “WHAT?!!?, AUSTIN!! how did you get lost, you said you knew where we were going, oh no we’re going to die now aren’t we? I knew I should’ve taken that map- “

You start to speak a mile a minute and feel your heart almost stopping again for a second time that morning. Austin always has a solution though.

      “Can I get the directions to your heart instead?”, not being able to contain his laughter anymore he bursts out laughing at you.

You deadpan at him.

      “OH.MY.GOSH, I cannot believe that you tried to give me not just one but 2 heart attacks today, and all for a lame pick up line”, you say trying to sound angry but of course his laughter makes you burst out too. “You really got me there, I thought we were about to die out here”, you admit through the laughter.

       “Nah you can’t get rid of me that easily, as long as I’m here you have to suffer through my lame pick-up lines”

       “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

[ohnoyoonoh]

y'all i might open my acct. to prettymuch but it's still gonna be filled with nct bc i got too many nct drafts to finish. gotta finished what i started 😌

so imma try it, ig prettymuch box is open. if it does well, i'm opening another acct :,) if you like prettymuch, please drop some requests/ideas to get me inspired to do 🥺

[portersprincess]

Preference #1 - He is slightly annoyed with you

Nick: Today was the big day. After months of secrecy, hiding from fans, paparazzi and even some close friends, Nick had finally received approval from management. You two would finally be going public and you couldn't be happier. 

It had all been planned out. Today, the boys would appear on TRL again, to perform and promote their new single and upcoming album. During the interview part, the usual questions would be asked, including the one which was all about what "kind" of girls they liked, what they would do on the first date and if they had girlfriends. Now, usually, Nick would be forced to say no, even though you had been holding special spots in each other's lives for months. You knew the secrecy was part of the contract and partly caused by the whole media attention around them. Management was also worried about losing half their fan base. You knew the reasons very well, yet you couldn't help but feel disappointed and offended by it all. No matter how well you knew that some of the fans could get extremely protective over the boys, you did not like hiding your relationship with Nick. It made you feel as if you were not regarded as a serious match for him by anyone, not even the other Pretty Much members. 

But it would all change today.

Nick had left early this morning to run a couple of things by management, to train, practice and spend time with his band. You were used to it by now and knew how to be independent, so you went on to doing your own thing. You were busy with your studies and there was an essay due in about a week, so you were spending most of the day gathering evidence and building up a certain structure. In reality, though, you were busier counting down the hours until the live broadcast on MTV would begin. 

You were incredibly anxious about the replies you would receive, but that feeling was overshadowed by the pure joy of finally being "official" and "management approved". It felt like a big step in your relationship, as if this was an extended version of meeting his family.

The hours passed by. By the time you moved over from your desk to the couch, the file which contained your essay was left largely untouched. You sighed deeply and turned on the TV. This was it. You but your nails nervously, but smiled a little seeing how cute Nick looked. You barely heard the words of the interviewer, about their albums and tours. You just wanted to hear the words... Yes I have a girlfriend... You longed for those words to come out of Nick's mouth and finally be released from the secrecy. After about 5 minutes, the question finally arose.

"So, girlfriends..." The interviewer smirked. "Nick, let's start with you today. Do you have a special girl in your life?"

Nick smiled at the camera, looked away, then gulped. He was taking longer than you had expected. "A special girl... I mean, other than my family members?" He chuckled nervously. "I'm afraid not..."

At first, you couldn't even begin to understand what your boyfriend was saying. It barely got through to you. Yet again, your entire existence was being denied. You felt all sorts of emotions at once. Anger, because he had promised they would break the news today. Sadness, because you felt disposable. Like you meant nothing to him. The way he had said it, chuckling, with a little smile, had shattered your heart in a million pieces. You quickly turned off the TV and started crying. At this point, you were wondering what was wrong with you. Why were you not good enough for Nick to go public with? Did Nick not love you as much as you loved him? The emotions were overwhelming. You wanted to run away, far away, from Nick and the harm he had caused today, but you couldn't get yourself to move. Instead, you lied down on your side, facing away from the TV. You allowed yourself to cry a little more, but then forced yourself to pull yourself together. You prepared for a heavy conversation with Nick for the rest of the afternoon, playing scenarios in your head over and over again.

About 5 hours later, you heard the front door. You hadn't moved from your spot on the couch. You had been too busy worrying, grieving over what felt like a battle lost. You sat up slowly, hearing his footsteps in the hallway.

"Y/N?" He said softly, as he opened the door. "Are you sleeping?"

"No," you said as he walked in, facing him now. You could feel the tension in the air. He opened his mouth to say something a couple of times, but the words wouldn't come out.

"I don't know anymore, Nick," you sighed. "That was perhaps the most painful thing ever. No one special." You said, mockingly. "Why would you do that! I don't understand. We went over this like 500 times. Am I not good enough or what?"

"What do you mean?" He shook his head. "Of course you are the best, don't say things like that..."

"Yeah? Funny you can say that to me, but not to anyone else."

"I understand you're upset, Y/N," he pouted now.

"Aren't you?" You started getting angry, raising your voice. "I guess not. Because you don't love me as much as I love you. I never wanted to hide you. But you want to hide me from the world, so I must shut up. Because that's how we do things in this  relationship apparently."

"What?!" Your anger started annoying Nick. You could tell. "You're being completely unreasonable here. It's such a childish thing of you to say. You know I don't even have a say in the content of the interviews, right?"

"We went over this!" You repeated, "You went over this with your management, even!"

Nick slowly walked over to you, shaking his head as he sat down next to you on the couch. "Y/N. What can I do? There was some bad press the past week. They didn't think it was the right time."

"Not the right time? We've been waiting for months, Nick! Months!"

"I know," he sighed, grabbing your hand. "But it's unfair of you to get angry at me for this. I don't have much of a say in this, babe."

"You should've just said it. To hell with your stupid guidelines," you sulked.

"You're being childish," Nick groaned in annoyance. "I can't just do that. I could get a huge fine, for starters, and God knows what else."

"Next interview you have to say it!" You yelled in frustration. "I feel like you don't care at all!"

"No, Y/N." He shook his head once more, looking at you. "I won't."

"So you don't care," you huffed. "Okay, cool. Good to know."

"Stop!" He let go of your hand, frowning. "Why the fuck do you care so much about the publicity all of a sudden?"

You blinked, surprised by his sudden outburst. "Publicity?"

"Yes, the publicity," he punched the couch in frustration. "Why can't you, for once, just one time, understand that I love you. And I don't fucking care who knows about us and who doesn't. In the end, I'm sure of my feelings for you. Quite frankly, I'm beginning to doubt whether you're in it for me or for the fame. Considering your eagerness to be out in the open!"

You blinked a couple of times, then frowned. "What are you talking about? You know that's not true!"

"That's how it feels to me right now, Y/N! But guess what. The publicity has to wait. Because we're not telling the fans yet. And if you can't deal with that, you know where to find the exit." He looked away, noticeable annoyed, close to upset. This time, you took his hand, slowly realising how your emotions and your actions had appeared to him. The way he said it, made you consider things differently. In the end, the truth was that you just wanted to be with him. Everything else could wait. The idea of losing him over something like this made your heart drop to your stomach. The threat had never fealt realer, as you realised he wasn't joking.

"I'm sorry," you blurted out after a large moment of silence. "I love you for who you are, you're right. I know it was a lot to ask and I'm sorry I attacked you over something that is not your fault..."

"Even if it was, Y/N," he stroked your hand with his thumb. "Even if it was, I don't understand why just being together isn't enough. Why do you need people to know? You'll get hate. You'll be followed everywhere you go. I don't understand how you want that..."

"Well, I don't want that, necessarily. It just feels like I'm illegitimate sometimes. Like some mistress you need to hide from your wife." You shrugged. He laughed at the comparisons.

"But you're not. I love you a lot. That's all you need to know. That I love you and that I want this. The time will come that we break the news publicly, but until that, let's just enjoy what we have. Please. Please let's not ruin what we have because of this," he pouted, pulling you into his lap.

"You're right. I'm sorry. I love being with you," you put your head on his chest. "I'm a little needy and annoying sometimes, am I not," you sighed.

"Sometimes, a little," he chuckled, cupping your face. "But even that, I love about you..."

You smiled and couldn't help but think that you truly had the best boyfriend in the world.

"I love that we talk things through," you said, smiling shyly. "I love you," you sighed happily and leaned into what would turn out to become a very passionate kiss.

[unleashyourinnergay]

prettymuch-

[bittersweetdaisesx]

Hard work// Brandon Arreaga

Concept: Brandon working hard in the studio producing as always and is in the zone . You’re feeling horny and are needy. You get the idea to distract him a lil bit. You push his chair out straddle his legs and start to grind on his clothed dick; his head lolls back with curse words and moans tumbling from his soft lips. Deep moans emerge from the depths of his throat, motivating you to grind harder and faster. You can tell he’s getting close so you remove your legs lap causing him let out a whine, missing the feeling you were giving him. You pull down his trousers and boxers and his and his length sprints out. You wrap your mouth around his lenth swirling your tongue around tip . You look up in to his deep chocolate eyes rolling back as you work his dick;His teeth sink in to his soft plump lips. He grabs your hair in to a makeshift ponytail and pushes you further down on him,. He twitches and releases in your mouth while deep smooth moans and whines fall out of his mouth.

[eggynion]

[angelicarreaga]

hold me close | n.m

Requested by anon!

Summary: Nick becomes clingy and cuddly as the day he leaves for tour approaches

Warning(s): None just fluff!

Word Count: 603

A/n: I’m super sick so this is TRASH I’m sorry and it’s short but thank you to the person who requested this!! Feel free to send in lots of requests my dudes

The golden glow of the sun shining through the window softened Nick’s features, a soft shadow creeping onto his face as he lay on your lap, his eyes fluttering open and shut.

You traced your index finger along his cheekbones, moving down to the edge of his jaw, a small smirk appearing on his face as he looked up at you.

“You’re making me fall asleep,” he mumbled sleepily, rubbing his eyes and sitting up, pulling you over to him as he wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly.

“You can sleep,” you chuckled, kissing his temple softly as you moved across his entire face, finishing at his lips.

“Why would I want to fall asleep with you right next to me baby?” he teased, his hand running through your hair as he attached his lips back to yours, lying you back on the couch.

You giggled into the kiss, and his breath tickled your neck as he flopped his body on top of yours, his arms snaking around you.

“You need to sleep eventually, you have to rest for tour,” you reminded him, scratching his back lightly as he relaxed on top of you, every inch of your bodies against each other as you sighed in content.

“I’m not going,” he mumbled into your chest, making you laugh.

“Of course you are,” you chuckled, your hand crawling under his shirt to rub his bare back.

“I just have to stay with you forever,” he whined, holding you closer.

“I wish, babe, but I’ll be here when you get back,” you encouraged, both of your voices were in hushed tones, as if you didn’t want anyone to hear despite the fact that there was no one around.

“I’m not letting you go,” he told you matter-of-factly, making you chuckle and roll your eyes, something that was a common theme in your relationship.

“I have to go home eventually, babe,” you protested.

“Says who?” he asked, lifting his head to look at you, his dark eyes meeting yours, the love he had for you evident.

“You’re so pretty,” he grinned, forgetting what you were just talking about.

You blushed and squished his face between your hands, bringing him closer to place a slobbery kiss on his lips.

“You’re so cute,” you smiled back.

“I love you,” he said seriously, rolling over so the two of you were lying next to each other, looking into each other’s eyes.

“I love you,” you said back, taking his hand in yours and playing with his fingers, his smile resting permanently on his face.

“How am I supposed to leave when you look at me like that?” he whined, shaking his head.

“You’re gonna have to,” you laughed, kissing him again, never getting sick of it no matter how many times you did it.

“3 more days together,” he groaned, the warmth of his hands sending goosebumps across your skin as he held you.

“We’ll have the best 3 days,” you whispered.

“Can we just do this?” he asked, lifting his eyebrow playfully.

“And more,” you winked, nuzzling into his chest, the calming sound of his heart beating in your ears, putting you at ease immediately.

These tender moments before tour always made you feel extremely grateful for the little things, but also made your heart heavy at the thought of having Nick gone for so long.

Leaving each other was the hardest part of all, but you always did it.

All there was to do now was enjoy the last few days together, and start counting down the days until you would see each other again.

[calumsssparkle-blog]

So are we all going to ignore the fact that in every school AU fanfic that shit always goes down in science....like I feel as though its an unspoken law

[pretty-much99]

can you please do a cute nick imagine. anything you want!

Thank you anon for requesting a story! I hope you enjoy it and if you want me to do more just let me know love! Have a great day!!

Coffee Date

Nick × Reader

Plot: Coffee date with Nick after bumping into him, and having a date.

(Y/N POV)

It is Thursday and you are at work and you somehow get suckered into getting the coffee for your four co-workers/friends in the department. You gather everyone's orders and head down to the local cafe. The traffic is not bad so you make it in five minutes, you step out of the car and head into the shop without looking up before you step up on the sidewalk. You run into a man that has a chiseled jaw for the gods, and he was pretty built. He had on a graphic t-shirt that had "Prettymuch" written on it and it was colorful, with plain blue jeans on and some nice shoes to match. He had turned to the side so you noticed that he was thicc. But you immediately apologized for bumping into him then you realize that you were gazing a little too hard at him.

He smiled at you and told you not to worry, grateful he didn't make a scene you smile and walk past him with his friends standing nearby. You head into the coffee shop and all of the different aromas hit your nose at once, it was like a breath of fresh air with all of the different scents. You were fourth in line so you stood there looking at the menu making sure they were not out of what you or your friends wanted. You see the same man that you had bumped into walk into the coffee shop when the bell rang signifying that someone else was coming in. You quickly turn back around so you are not staring at him like before. The line moves up and you suddenly feel a tap on the shoulder. You turn around to see him smiling at you and his smile that radiates like the sun. It was a much needed light with the grey skies that were looming over the city.

You smile back at him in a seductive but calm manner and he starts to ask a question but it was not the usual "can I get your number". He asked a really sweet question "how was your day and if it wasn't the best can I buy you a drink and we can sit and talk about it". The line moves up  your next so you thank him for asking and let him know that you are grabbing coffee for you and your co-workers and that you're heading back to work after that. He gets this sad look on his face so you quickly let him know that you get off work at five and that you can grab some coffee with him after. He smiles and agrees and the person in front of you moves so you move up and start placing the different orders. When you go to pay he gently grabs your hand and tells you not to worry about it. He has his card in hand but you insist on paying but he steps up to the register and orders a drink for himself and pays anyway.

You thank him and he ask you some general info like your name and everything so you start to become more comfortable with him. You feel his energy is good and he is a very sweet person as you wait on the order you exchange information. Your order is called and you grab the coffee and leave thinking and daydreaming about this man named Nick. When you get back to the office you tell your friends about the encounter and they were asking was there anything different about him that you noticed. You said you didn't know but then remembered "Prettymuch" so everyone searched it up and sees that he is in a boyband and my god is he an amazing singer. But you have to focus on work but every once in a while you listen to the band's music and you feel as if they are majorly underrated. Before you know it, it's time to clock out. You quickly do it in excitement and anticipation of seeing him once more.

You head back to the same coffee shop and you see him sitting at one of the tables waiting for you. When your eyes lock a smile spreads across his face and yours as well. You start talking and he does reveal that he is in a boy band but you don't ask him to sing for you since you feel as if so many people probably ask for that and you want to stand out. You talk about family and friends and both of you have a deep and intellectual conversation for a long time. He invites you to his home with his bandmates so you could let loose and invite some of your friends over and have a good time. As he is talking the employee states over an intercom that it is ten minutes until closing so it was 9:50.

Both of you realize that there was no one else was in the shop, and it was just the two of you. You finish up the conversation and he helps you out of the seat. You throw away your trash and as you are about to walk out he opens the door for you. Once you leave the building you eventually both go your separate ways but you say your goodbyes first and he gives you a kiss on the cheek and tells you "have a good night drive safely mamas, and text me to let me know that you are okay". You pause for one moment confused when he said “mamas” but you don’t question it and you get in your car smiling from ear to ear.