#really it was for hobi but i’m in awe of jin’s core strength

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in other news i did a really intense core workout today in tribute to my core king seokjin

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Of Leeches and Secrets

Au: Demon

Tag list: @xsunnyhoseokx @amiraclerenee @illneverrecover​

Rating: M

Potential Triggers: Kinks in this fic include marking, possession, aphrodisiac use(supernatural power), and overstimulation. There’s also non-explicit mentions of torture. 

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Supernatural Smut, Brief Angst, Fluff

Length: 3.2k+

A/N: Happy Valentines Day @illneverrecover​!! I really hope you enjoy this bby! I struggled with including a certain someone but I hope you liked how I ended up including him and that his personality was okay!! Much love~ -Sheridan

All Taehyung had wanted to do was keep his race a secret from you. You'd been perfectly content with your normal, happy, Human boyfriend. But no- that bratty bloodsucker had ruined it all with his big mouth. 

He'd had to teleport home in a panic as he felt a rush of fear assault him from your end of the bond. The Marks he littered all over your body served 2 purposes- showing his ownership to the Humans yes but also to the world you had no idea of- race after race of supernaturals. 

He always ensured his scent was all over you too- clearly, it still hadn't been enough if the Vampire hovering over your small looking form on the couch wasn't enough proof. 

He snarled and threw Baekhyun harshly into the wall by his collar and knelt down to look into your eyes, taking in your fearful, shock filled gaze. 

He reached out to comfort you and his face and heart both fell as he saw you recoil.

Pain flashed across his face before a hiss of fury escaped him as he whirled to face Baekhyun who was effortlessly dusting himself off, a small smirk adorning his lips. 

"You really shouldn't break your own apartment you know. The walls are thin as it is."

"What the fuck are you doing here? You know better than to touch-"

He cut himself off, knowing his continuation of 'what belongs to me' wouldn't sit well with the Human he adored so much. 

“-random people you don’t know!! Our issue has nothing to do with her!”

Baekhyun hummed, eyes wide and innocent as he shrugged. 

"I haven't touched her once. Just told her a few things. She deserved to know the truth. I mean you have been keeping an awful lot of secrets from her. I couldn't help but want to dispel the poor things ignorance. What if a mean, scary Vampire wanted to suck her dry~?"

He flashed his fangs and let the true red of his eyes appear for a moment in a playful gesture. 

"She should be reassured having an even scarier demon on her side, don'tcha think?"

Taehyung let his words sink in and soon had to take a deep breath to stop his furious shaking as he turned his attention to you- ignoring Baekhyun for the moment. Bastard always knew how to push his buttons and he clearly wanted him to snap so he'd scare you more. 

"...Are you okay baby?"

His voice was nothing but gentle as he knelt down and looked up into your eyes. 

You finally spoke, eyes oddly resolute compared to the blank pools they were moments ago. 

"I'm fine. Just tell me the truth. Are you really a Fallen Angel like Baek said?"

The nickname you used for the Vampire made him bristle but he nodded. 

"Mm. I know this must come as a shock but-"

You shook your head and laughed weakly as you stood up to pace. 

"Actually it just makes me feel like I'm finally not crazy. You disappeared every night and now there's a good reason. Do you…"

You bit your lip, looking hesitant for the first time. 

"Do you actually torture people?"

He looked to the side knowing his answer wasn't one most Humans would like. 

 “I...Yeah. They're truly vile people but it’s my job. Being here on Earth doesn’t change that. I could switch to espionage on the Angels if that would make you feel more comfortable-”

Perhaps not nearly as fun as his current position but what could he say? He’d fallen for you and he was willing to sacrifice for that.

You bit your lip, a nervous tic he’d noticed you did when under stress and hesitantly met his gaze. 

“Do you enjoy it?” 

“Yes. Very much.” 

He answered without hesitation. 

Your eyes lowered once more and you fiddled with your thumbs as your voice grew quieter. 

“Would...you want to do that to me if I ever went to Hell?”

He couldn’t stop the burst of laughter that escaped his lips if he tried, trying to get it under control as your head snapped up in surprise. 

“Ahaha!! Oh, sweetheart, you are not going to Hell.”

You frowned slightly, voice growing stronger. 

“That’s not what I asked Taehyung. Do you want to hurt me? To torment me like you do those people? Has this all been a game to you!?!” 

Your voice rose and the glassiness of your eyes made his laughter cut off sharply as he gently cradled your cheek in his large palm. 

“Oh, baby no. I...I may be a sadist, yes but I would never want to hurt you. You showed me that humanity wasn’t such a vile cesspool beyond saving. You made my fall for being curious worth it. “ 

His face held a serious expression so unlike him that you let out a sigh of relief as you nuzzled your cheek into his hand.

“...And what about the other boys? And Baekhyun's group? Are you all demons?”

Baekhyun snorted as he slung himself on the couch on the opposite side to you carelessly. 

“Don’t lump me in with those weak fear generators. It’s just Kai and me who’re Vamps. The rest are Humans. We both figured it’d be fun to spend the next while influencing the world through our music.” 

He shrugged, sounding bored as he yawned. 

Taehyung scoffed, as a ghost of a smirk pulled at his lips. 

“At least I’m more than a common mosquito. As for the other boys- we’re actually all different races. It’s part of the reason we’re as successful as we are. Between Jimin as an Incubus, Yoongs as a Siren and Hobi as an Angel with memory manipulation- there’s plenty of supernatural appeal pulling Humes to us that we have no control over.” 

Seeing your wide wonder-filled eyes he chuckled under his breath and opted against keeping you in suspense like he could’ve. 

“Jungkook is a Shifter- he can take on any of our appearances and also take on one of our abilities in addition to his own. He can mimic our voices easily too. Namjoon is a Bloodsucker like this one-” He raised his chin at Baekhyun who rolled his eyes. “But he’s much more bearable. Jin is a Human but a gifted time traveler so he’s wiser than any of us would typically care to admit. That’s everyone.” 

You let out a little laugh of disbelief at both of their answers. 

“That’s...damn. Kai too?” 

You asked Baekhyun who smirked. 

“...Vamps can read thoughts just so you know love.” 

He mentioned offhandedly, relishing as you gasped and were quick to look away. Your cheeks turned red from the blood rushing to them as you blushed madly and he took in your scent with great pleasure. 

Taehyung’s eyes darkened as he took in the exchange but he said nothing, merely settling for looking between the two of you.

“But yes, Kai too. There’s a reason you’ve never been left alone with him and why Tae is so careful about being near whenever we’re at an event with you. He can be a bit...unstable with those with blood as sweet as yours appears to be.”

Taehyung had had enough of being left out. 

“Isn’t it about time you left? Got some mice to suck dry?”

He managed to get out through gritted teeth. 

Baekhyun only beamed.

“I don’t think I want to~. And I’d say your pretty little thing doesn’t want me to either, if her thoughts concerning my appearance are anything to go by.” 

His eyes darkened as he suddenly was much closer than before; his sudden lunge at you leading to him looming over you. He turned your face to him with two fingers as he made you meet his gaze, giving a lustful snarl that went right to your core, making you shiver. 

“Every thought you had when you saw us perform, when you met me the first time-” His smirk was one of a shark, sharp fangs only drawing the comparison closer as he clearly smelled blood in the water. 

“Especially that time when I made eye contact with you…”

Your eyes widened as you immediately recalled what he was talking about. He’d made eye contact with you while at soundcheck during one of their sexier routines and while you couldn’t remember your exact thoughts...they sure weren’t decent with how wet you’d been.

“If you still want I’d be glad to fuck an irresistible girl like you till you see stars and are so thoroughly fucked out you don’t know whether to beg for it to stop or for more.”

You barely mustered the strength to shake your head and only came back to yourself when Taehyung roughly pulled the Vampire off you with a hiss between teeth that equal parts frightened you and turned you on. There was a dark undercurrent to his voice you’d never heard before and-fuck what was wrong with you? It felt like you were drunk all of a sudden. 

You could barely focus on anything but you’re growing need to be filled and while sure; you had your hormone jumps and often had horny spells they were never this intense. 

“Baby? What did that bastard-” 

Taehyung loomed over you with worry in his gaze but you were too focused on how pretty his lips looked and roughly pulled his lips to yours with the hands around his neck, cutting him off abruptly. 

You made out for a few moments but Taehyung quickly put together that something wasn’t right. He was typically the one leading you- you’d never been so absolutely ravenous for him before. He forced himself back with difficulty, caressing your midsection and neck to offer you a sensation to focus on as he turned his attention to Baekhyun who was pouting and looked positively annoyed. 

“What the Hell did you do to her?”

Baekhyun shrugged. 

“I just turned up my aphrodisiac meter some to entice her is all. I didn’t expect it to backfire so much.”

His eyes still very much held his want for you, if the bulge in his pants was anything to go by anyway...and that gave Taehyung an idea. 

Even Baekhyun couldn’t hold back his shudder at the dark smirk and sadistic gleam in his eyes.

"...You think playing around with my girlfriend’s pleasure is okay hm? You poor little leech~ She'll never be swayed to you when she has someone who can actually make her feel pleasure instead of your artificial bullshit. Though I suppose  I'll give you the honor of a front-row seat so your efforts don't go to waste."

Taehyung’s voice was low and almost gentle but rich with cruel happiness that made Baekhyun puff his chest and stand up straight in an attempt to appear more intimidating.

"It's not artificial! I'm sure the slick currently pooling underneath her is proof of that."

He sniped, only to flinch as Taehyung lunged at him and...tapped him? 

He hesitantly peeked one eye open and saw they were now in the Master bedroom. Ugh. Teleportation. He tried to move but frowned as he realized he couldn't move an inch. 

A quick glance at Taehyung had his eyes widening as he hissed under his breath.  

"...Kanima venom."

Taehyung smiled smugly- taking off the glove he'd used to smear the gel-like venom onto his intruders' bare skin carefully and tossed it in the trash. 

"Your ability to speak should be going next. Try and be a good boy and enjoy the show hm? Maybe they'll teach you a lesson about spilling secrets that aren't yours."

He turned his attention to you who was pouting at him and already halfway through taking off your top only for the buttons of your top to have gotten stuck in your hair. 

He chuckled fondly, eyes softening as he gently helped you to untangle yourself. 

"Silly girl; didn't I tell you to wait for me? Now I'm going to have to punish you. I know you're eager but you know better than to disobey your Sir."

The whimper that fell from your lips may have been caused by the aphrodisiac but truthfully you knew it was all his doing. Taehyung always knew how best to make you unravel. 

"B-But Tae-" 

Your whine made him growl; that demonic undercurrent from before making you arch in need but he still wouldn't touch your core, instead letting his fingers play with the button on your jeans- already undone. 

"No buts baby. I'm gonna make you cum so many times you'll wish you were in Hell with me."

Your breath hitched and the smirk that bloomed across his lips made you shiver. 

"Ahhhaha~ I see my hypothesis was right. You like that your boyfriend is a demon don't you? My precious little slut~"

You blushed and tried to deny his claims. 

"I-no that's not it! I just…" 

You squirmed clearly embarrassed and he chuckled darkly before leaving a trail of hot kisses up your neck until he reached your ear where he bit down. 

The hiss of pain you let out caused him to moan before he licked at the red area causing a sharp spike of pleasure to make you mewl.

"Naughty girl~ thinking you can lie to your boyfriend who can read like you a book...and hear your heartbeat."

The tickle of his breath on your ear and his fingers brushing ever so gently over your covered core made you finally cave as you nodded. 

"Okay okay fine!! You win! I find it really hot and I want you to make me beg!" .

You admitted in a rush. 

A muffled moan made your attention turn to the new fixture you'd completely forgotten about. 

Baekhyun looked wrecked. He was panting; clearly desperate for relief if the large bulge set to burst out of his pants was any question, eyes glassy with need. 

When you locked eyes with him you found yourself being drawn in, unable to look away. Maybe you could help him, get fucked by both boys at once-

You found your face being sharply turned back to Taehyung as well as your senses. 

"Don't make me blindfold you Baek. I want you to savor every second of her pleasure as I bring her to the peak mercilessly."

He spoke the words to Baekhyun but his eyes never left your own and you found yourself immediately complying as Taehyung ordered you.  

"On your back baby, knees apart."

You did as instructed and he helped you remove your jeans leaving you in nothing but your underwear and bra. Perhaps you might've been insecure with having Baekhyun watching you like this as well if you weren't so focused on Taehyung and his hands as they roamed from your neck down to your breasts as he lightly flicked his thumbs over the fabric, smirking as you keened and shivered, jolting a little as his fingers brushed across your nipples. 

"Ahh I almost forgot your little aphrodisiac trick increases sensitivity too. Makes the blood pump faster doesn't it…?"

He questioned innocently, knowing he wouldn't receive a response. 

"And unfortunately for you-"

He nuzzled your mound and relished your needy moan.

"That enhanced sensitivity is only gonna get more and more intense the more times I make you cum for me."

The gentle touches and playful teasing were quickly growing to be too much for you with how worked up you were. 

"B-Baby please! I'm sorry okay I'll never even think about Baekhyun or any other man but you again you know I only have eyes for you-!!"  

Taehyung's eyes darkened at the sound of your begging and you squealed as he shut you up by simply pulling your underwear down and off you too quickly for you to see before attacking your core like a man possessed. 

His tongue relentlessly lapped over your clit while also detouring to your lips now and again to keep you on the edge. 

"That's right. You belong to me. No-one else. Least of all that vile brat needing a tan." 

Even the feeling of his breath made you pant as you arched up- needing to feel his lips against you.  Ugh, you were so close!!

"Something wrong babygirl?" 

He taunted with a smirk, now skirting ever so slowly around your clit with his tongue. 

Tears of pleasure were starting to dot your vision and you felt your thighs trembling; a telltale sign of your impending orgasm.

"P-Please. Make me cum Tae. Please. I...nngh…can't bear it-!" 

You mumbled weakly. 

And then you were gasping as he easily brought you over the edge- attacking your clit viciously as his tongue lashed mercilessly over the over-sensitized bud. As your 2nd orgasm of many approached you clenched around nothing at the demonic hiss that left his lips. 

"Oh I'll make you cum alright. I thought you'd never ask."

Needless to say your night was filled with many more orgasms. Whether from his gifted tongue, his merciless fingers or his dick. And you were absolutely littered in marks by the end of the night. At one point he'd even broken the skin just to add an extra layer of torment to his little captive. You'd talked before about overstimulation but by the time he was done you were so tired he had to clean you up and tuck you into bed. 

As you slept soundly he smiled knowingly at Baekhyun, the poor Vampire having cum multiple times himself from the display. He leisurely made his way over to him, lifting the broken boys' hopes of being given the antidote to the venom. 

Instead, Taehyung pet his hair softly for a few moments with a gentle, kind smile on his face. Thankfully, the venom was slowly beginning to finally wear off on its own so he was barely able to speak. 

"Taehyung? What are you-hnn!" 

He yipped like a kicked puppy before moaning as Taehyung cupped his oversensitive crotch, shivering in fear as Taehyung's expression didn't change once even though his eyes were dead and completely devoid of emotion. 

"...Try and come near my girl again. Ever try to manipulate her like that again- and this will be child's play compared to what the succubi and incubi I throw you to will do to you. For a year. Got it?"

His voice was pure demon now, so growled and low the Vampire barely understood it as he rushed to voice his affirmation. 

"Y-Yes! Okay okay please just-"

The world tilted and he closed his eyes, only to find himself back at his apartment with the other boys. 

"The venom will wear off naturally. Pray it's Kai that finds you and that he's not in a mood."

Was all Taehyung called over his shoulder with a smirk before he disappeared, ignoring the vocalists call to let him free.

Taehyung sighed in relief as he snuggled into bed with you, taking off his jeans and placing the antidote in his drawer before crawling beside you and enveloping you in his warm arms. You cuddled into him as you always did- a small hum of contentment leaving your lips and making his eyes soften as he pecked the top of your head. 

Yeah. Maybe you finding out wasn't so bad after all. 

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BTS Reactions| S/O has a bad day. (Hyung Line)

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Warning: Implications of having Anxiety.

Concept: You’ve been having a rough day, and your loving boyfriend knows how to help you, even if you don’t know how much help you really need.

A/N: I literally said 5 hours ago, that this would be up in an hour. I’m awful, I’m sorry! 😭 This was a request. I hope you enjoy, little flowers!

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Jin

The apartment was dark, except for the dim light that shined over the chair that you were perched in. You had your finger clutched to your phone, staring at the text message. You felt the tears begin to well up in your eyes, and the hole that you tried to ignore was starting to grow in size. You closed your eyes, letting the river of tears finally overflow down you heated cheeks.

Jin rounded the corner, leaving the game room he had spent most of his day in. He looked around, realizing just how heavy the air was, and how gloomy the lighting in the living room was. He looked towards the only light in the apartment, and saw you wrapped up in a small blanket, your head had fallen down and soft sniffles were coming from your nose.

“Jagiya?” He spoke, worry seeping into every letter.

He swiftly made his was to your side, kneeling in front of you. He placed his hand on the exposed skin of your knee, making small circles with his thumb. You opened your puffy, red rimmed eyes. His face contorted from worry to pain, seeing you hurting enough to cry.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He pressed, hoping you would confide in him.

You shook your head, not ready to talk about it, not ready to face the reality. His lips curved down in a frown.

“Do you just want me to hold you?” He asked, brushing some hair from your face.

You nodded, more tears replacing the ones that had dried. He stood up, scooping you up from the chair. He sat in your spot, holding you close to his chest. You dug your face into his warmth, closing your eyes. He ran his fingers through hair, humming softly. He could feel your body start to relax, more of your weight pressing into his, as you fell asleep, escaping from the pain of the day.

Yoongi

Fired. You couldn’t believe that your boss fired you. He picked the new girl over you, and you had been there for two and half years, you were one of his best employees, and yet, he picked her. You were furious, storming around the house like a raging tornado. You had to gather all of your work possessions and return them the next day. You began to tear apart the house, looking for anything and everything that you got from work.

It wasn’t until Yoongi walked in the door, setting down his practice bag by the small table that sat beside the entrance. The sound of keys hitting the table made you whip around, your arms tightly crossed over your chest.

“I can never find anything in this house, because you never clean up after yourself!” You snapped, boring your eyes into his face.

He stood wide eyed, taken back by your rather abrupt behavior. He took another hesitant step into the house, letting the door close behind him.

“What are you looking for, baby, maybe I can help,” he said softly, trying to defuse the time bomb that was your rage.

“You want to help? Fucking CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELF,” you shouted, throwing your arms in the air.

“I’m sorry, I will.” He nodded, taking another cautious step in your direction.

You had noticed that he was slowly getting closer and closer to you, you knew if he touched you, the anger would melt away and you’d be a puddle of tears. You shook your head, taking a few strides back, furthering the distance between the two of you.

He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling a pang of hurt in his chest as you moved away from him. He knew you didn’t do it because you didn’t want to be near him, but that’s still how it felt. He took a deep, steady breath before opening his eyes.

“What happened, Jagi?” He reached his hand out for you, letting you come to him.

As soon as his hand reached out, you felt the pull that only Yoongi had. It was a deep chest feeling, it was a call and response to him. You let the wall, you tried so desperately to keep up, down. You finally closed the distance between you two, walking into his arms. He wrapped you up in his embrace, kissing the top of your head.

“Let it out.” his lips almost touching your ear as he whispered soothingly.

You did. The tears freely fell from your eyes, the pressure that had built in your body was releasing, and you no longer felt the strength you had from the anger. Your knees almost buckled, but Yoongi took on your extra weight with ease. He bent down just enough to pull at your legs, pulling them around his waist. You wrapped your arms around his neck, hiding your face as he walked you down to the bedroom. You clung to him like he was lift support, and he didn’t mind. He sat down on the bed, his back pressed against the headboard as he gently rocked the two of you. He didn’t press on for what happened that made you feel this way, he knew you’d come around. He just held you, peppering your damp cheeks with kisses every couple minutes.

Hoseok

The world felt like it was closing in on you, and you didn’t know why. The rooms felt smaller, suffocating, and you couldn’t seem to find your breath. You paced around the apartment, running your fingers over anything you could find, keeping your mind occupied by reminding yourself that the objects under your touch were real, and not going to vanish away. The crippling feeling started to make a home in your chest, and the feeling started to spread through out your limbs, you could feel it taking over every inch of your body.

You heard the soft jingle of keys behind the door, you know hoseok would be behind the wooden prison. You sprinted over, fumbling to unlock it, swinging the door open. Hobi stood shocked for a moment, before he realized the look on your face. It was only seconds from the moment it registered with him, till you were in his arms. A trembling mess, falling to the floor in the hallway of your apartment. He held onto you as you took him down with you, pulling you into his lap. Quiet sobs tore apart any kind of resolution you may have had.

“Shhh, it’s okay.” He murmured lovingly into your hair.

His voice only allowed you to release more, a heart breaking cry coming from his chest where you face was hidden. He could feel his own tears start to build, he hated seeing you like this. He hated that you were in pain, and he couldn’t take it away or transfer it onto him some how.

“I-I dont want to feel this way anymore,” you begged out loud, not necessarily to him, but to the universe.

The tears he tried to keep at bay spilled onto his soft, supple cheeks. He ran his fingers up and down your back, trying to find some way to soothe you, and for a while that motion had calmed your sobs, and you only released little cries every so often. He slipped his arm under your knees, and his other arm under your back.

“Hold on, Jagiya,” he kissed your forehead before lifting you up.

You complied, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, laying your head on this shoulder, closing your eyes. You could hear his shoes tapping on the hard wood floors as he walked into the bedroom. You knew you were going to be okay, but right now you let the hurt live inside you, planting seeds that were sure to sprout into weeds, or maybe flowers. Only time would tell.

Namjoon

You had worked a double shift today, and the day before. The lack of rest and sleep was starting to catch up with you. The fatigue in your body made basic motions painful. It was close to one in the morning when you dragged yourself to the door of the boys dorms. You knew Joon would be asleep, but all you wanted right now was to be near him. He some how had a way of recharging you. You tiredly opened the door with a yawn, setting your jacket and keys on a hook by the door. There were no light on that you could see, and you expected as much. You pulled your hair from the messy bun that had been on top of your head for almost the entirety of the two days. You could hear Jungkook and Jimin playing video games, they were always night owls. As you got further down the hall you noticed the studio light on, your brows knitted down. Namjoon was still awake, even though he had an early morning. Before you went in there to check on him, you snuck into his bedroom where you kept some of your extra clothes, although at night you slept in one of his shirts, which hung baggy on your small frame.

You yawned as the fabric from his shirt brushed against your thighs. The light of the studio getting closer and closer, your feet aching from standing all day. You used your shoulder to push open the door slowly. The sound prompted him to turn in his chair, a dimple filled smile cracked his tired features. You felt his pain, you knew he was running on nothing.

“Hi,” you gave him a sleepy smile.

“Hi gorgeous,” His voice melted into your core like honey.

You made your way around the shelves full of figurines, and into the lap of your welcoming boyfriend. You tucked your head under his chin as he turned back towards the computer, shaking the mouse to wake the idle screen. A soft chuckle passed by your lips.

“What’s so funny?” He asked, his raspy voice vibrating against your body.

“Even the computer wants to sleep,” you giggled again.

He laughed, finding it funny either because he was so exhausted or he was delusional, because even you knew that wasn’t funny. One hand worked while the other found its way into your hair.

“How was work, babe?” He asked, glancing down at you.

“It was... long. One girl quit yesterday, and two people called out, so to say we were under staffed is an the understatement of the year. Someone threw their drink at me, one of the new waiters spilled his guests entire entree on me, I can’t tell you how many times my feet got stepped on. I had two dine and dashes, which caused me to get write up, and money taken from my tips. I was constantly getting yelled out, and everything I did was wrong. If the food was cold, it was my fault for not grabbing it quick enough. If a cook forgot to take something off someone’s food, it was my fault for not reminding them. I couldn’t do anything right.”

You hadn’t even realized that you had tears on your face till Joon wiped one away with his thumb. His delicate gaze was full of worry. You don’t know when he had stopped working, and started to looked at you, but obviously long enough to see you cry.

You sniffle pathetically, meeting his eyes with a sad smile. You reached up, and he caught your hand, holding it in his, pressing his lips to it.

“I’m okay,” you reassured him, “I didn’t even know I was this upset about all that stuff. I guess I’ve been so distracted I haven’t had time to think about everything,” you felt a sigh escape your chest.

“Promise you’ll take tomorrow off? You can come to my shoot, and just watch the boys and I work,” he cupped your cheek with his other hand.

“I think that’s a good idea,” you leaned into his touch, closing your eyes.

Soon after this conversation you two both thought it would be a good idea to go to sleep. Usually you two stayed up because of pillow talk, but that night you passed out holding on to one another.