#so many treats hugs and kisses for my sweet darling boy today and every single day 😘

[modernmanblues]

happy 3rd birthday Beckley Robert Stewart 💙

[merakiui]

Mera~

I hope you are well today!

Do you happen to have some spare change? And when I say change I mean headcannons? My simple simp mind is wondering how some of the Yan boys would treat a chubby darling?

Sorry if you've done this, I'm still digging through your blog.

-Rolly Polly

OOOO yes yes!!! I absolutely have plenty of spare change!!! Forgive me for not writing all characters, but I had the most thoughts for the ones listed below!!! :D

I must mention my beloved tako first. He adores every inch of you, even your chub! Especially your chub!!!!!! He refuses to hear any negative talk regarding your body; he absolutely loves it. In Azul's eyes, every part of you is all he could ever ask for! He's obsessed with you, so naturally he'd be obsessed with your body as well. He's always hyping you up in private, lavishing you with so much genuine praise and adoration. Though he has a tendency to be deceptive with others, he will never lie when it comes to his love for you. So when he says you're perfect, he sincerely means it. (Also, he is a big lover of thick thighs. <3)

The tweels also lavish you in so much praise and love (so much it's actually very overwhelming at times). Your body is such a pleasant contrast to theirs, where they're all rough edges and bones and lanky limbs you're so soft and curvy and absolutely wonderful! Floyd loves hugging you because you're so fun to squeeze; he could stay attached to you forever; it's so comfortable to just cuddle against you. <3 often you'll find yourself sandwiched between both of them hehe. Eel sandwich... orz I think they'd like to be crushed between your thighs, but Jade likes it the most! I also think he would want you to wear lots of lingerie. Of course he won't force you if it makes you uncomfortable (he politely insists), but if you're locked in the twins' room and they're your only source of communication both he and Floyd are going to pull all the stops when it comes to convincing you. Jade likes how you fit into lacy frills and so does Floyd; you're just so adorable. They love you, love you, love you!!!! If you're self-conscious or can't see yourself in a positive light, they'll fuck you in front of a mirror every single night to prove to you that they only see their beautiful darling.

Vil is also similar. I think mirror sex is a guarantee with him because it baffles him if you can't see your beauty (naturally he has to show you, and what better way than to sit in front of the mirror and have you pinned on his cock while he presses kisses into every inch of your skin, whispering the sweetest praises). Vil always speaks the truth when it comes to beauty, so you know he will never, ever lie to you. He knows for a fact that you are beautiful and perfect in every way. And he gives such good advice when it comes to fashion! If you want to try a new style, he's the first one to help you pick statement pieces and pair various accessories for an outfit that accentuates all of the features he loves so very much.

AND ROOK!!!! OOOOHHH MR. ROOK HUNT!!! He puts Azul to shame. If you think Azul is the best hype man, you're so wrong. Rook is so infatuated with you. Like Vil, he's also so shocked if you can't see just how perfect your body is. He loves to hug you from behind, to feel all of your plush curves beneath your clothes, to bestow the softest, sweetest touches to you, as well as giving you lots and lots of compliments. Rook also never lies when it comes to beauty, and he thinks all bodies are beautiful. Naturally, your body is also beautiful. Omg he's just so in love with you... T_T <3 he may be holding you captive in one of the many villas his family owns, but ooohhh does he adore you to the moon and back. He waxes so much poetry about you. He's also another one who helps improve your relationship with your body if you're self-conscious (and also another lover of mirror sex hehe)!!! He's just so loving and sweet and supportive and 100% obsessed. After all, you are the most beautiful in his world.

OMG AND TREY!!!!!! AAAAAAA OTL he loves you so much. He thinks you're so precious aaaaa omg!!!!! >0< he's always so sweet and supportive. Also another one who will help you overcome your self-consciousness. I think Trey likes to fuck you in missionary so he gets a view of your pretty body (and also so you're unable to hide yourself if you're nervous or self-conscious during intimacy). Aaaa he's just so genuine. How can you not love him when he's a big sweetheart who also knows how to bake delicious sweets (all in your favorite flavors)? Sure, he may be unhealthily obsessed with you. But details, details!!!!

[itsstrawberrymochi]

Hi there! I was wondering if I could request some headcannons of what it would be like to be in a relationship with sanemi, rengoku, and gyomei, separately of course ❤️ thank you I’m advance

Kny characters dating headcanons

YES YES I’ve always wanted to make one of these ^^ to make things better you added some of my favorite boys ~Kyō and Nemi ~ uhhh no offense Gyomei

Also thx for the request @ethereal-tooreal

Rengoku

🔥-He’s a sweet, loving and passionate lover

🔥- He is also a very supportive boyfriend

🔥- If you start something new he’s right behind you every step of the way and he’ll always try to find ways to help you become even better

🔥- Rengoku loves to buy you nice smelling perfumes/colognes,oils or lotions and whenever he hugs you he likes to try and guess what scent you’re wearing

🔥- “ mmmm are you wearing lavender today my love?”

🔥- “Wow Kyō, you’re getting better at guessing”

🔥- Rengoku loves to bring you cute little stuff animals when he comes back from a mission, he especially gets them if they remind him of you

🔥-“Darling look at this stuffed chicken I got you, it reminded me so much of you!”

🔥- “Umm Kyō you think I look like a chicken?”

🔥-“A very cute chicken!”

🔥- Oh so your name is y/n? Yea not anymore when dating Rengoku

🔥- He calls you every single cute name an s/o would call their lover expect your actual name

🔥- So expect him to call you darling, my love or his person favorite my little flame

🔥- If he calls you by your real name be a little bit worried

🔥- Speaking on names, before you two even started dating he always called you y/n-chan because he always admired you and found you cute 🥺

🔥- You’re going to hear me say this more than once but Rengoku is a slut for forehead kisses, because you’re shorter than him and he thinks it’s very convenient

🔥-Rengoku is almost 6’0/ 177 cm so there’s a slim chance you’re taller than him BUT if you are taller than him or the same height he’ll tip-toe to give you the forehead kiss and he never gets embarrassed to do so

🔥-He loves it when you play with his hair, and he doesn’t mind how many colorful or childish clips you put in it

🔥- He loves to take you to festivals for dates and when you two go he buys you literally anything you look at

🔥- He also loves to go restaurant hoping with you, you both decided to try every ramen shop in Japan and to determine which sells the best one

🔥- If you’re a Hasira like him, he’ll always save you a seat near him for pillar meetings

🔥- He loves going on missions with you that way he can spend more time with you and he can protect, but he doesn’t always go and he never makes a fuss about it. Kyō strongly believes in your strength and he knows you can protect yourself

🔥- If you’re not a slayer, and he’s off on missions you and would usually spend your time playing, cooking or baking with Senjurō and sometimes Mitsuri. When he comes back home he just leans on the door way looking and you two and fawning over how adorable the sight is

BONUS

🔥- Since you spend a lot of time at the Rengoku estate his father always has something negative to say about your presence but Rengoku being the amazing lover he is, always defends you and is not afraid to say something back to his father

Sanemi

☁️- He is the definition of a tsundere

☁️- Ok I know we’re all tired of hearing it but it’s TRUE

☁️- He’s so sweet and gentle with you and a literal demon to other people

☁️- He never yells or gets mad at you unlike with others

☁️- And if he does he regrets it after words and immediately apologizes

☁️- Behind close doors Sanemi is extremely clingy and he always wants to be wrapped up around you

☁️- but in public he isn’t like that because he hates PDA, so that means no kissing, hugging or anything of that sorts

☁️- Even though he doesn’t want physical affection in public he’ll still treat you way better than anyone else and is still calm and gentle with you when others are around

☁️- and because it’s Sanemi no one dares call him out on his major shift of behavior towards you

☁️- Sanemi is definitely the listener in the relationship, he much rather you talk about your day than his

☁️- but maybe he’ll rant about how stupid he thinks his Tsugukos and the other pillars are from time to time

☁️- If you’re a demon hunter he’s going on every mission with you, it doesn’t matter if you’re an extremely strong hunter or the weakest he’s still going with you because he wants to protect you

☁️- If you’re not a slayer he’d ask you to move into his estate with him, he doesn’t really care if it’s still the early parts of your relationship he’ll still ask, he asks because you’ll be close to him most of the time and with that he can easily protect you if a demon attacks plus he likes your company but he didn’t tell you that last part

☁️- He also got you a cute little puppy to keep your company while he’s away on mission because he doesn’t want you to be lonely but instead of telling you that he used the excuse it’s to “ protect” the estate from intruders

☁️- Like any normal couple you both have fights and it’s usually about him being overprotective with you, him getting jealous or when he doesn’t listen to you when you tell him to be more careful because he can be very reckless

☁️- To summarize your fights, it’s usually person A is trying to help person B, but person B is too stubborn to realize that

☁️- Sanemi loves to give you hugs from the back, that way you can’t see the smile on his face

☁️- He is the type of s/o who does everything for you but will never admit it

☁️- For example he’ll be the one to buy all the groceries or clean different rooms in the house and when you ask about it he always says you did it and you probably forgot you did

☁️- You and Genya are definitely close, he treats you like an older sibling, Sanemi acts like he hates it but deep down he’s just so happy that the two most important people in his life can get along

☁️- Speaking on Genya he actually had a small crush on you the first time he met you, but it wasn’t serious, he respects his brother and would never make a move on you , the crush was more of an innocent childhood crush

☁️- mmmm how to put this in simpler words........Sanemi is well a bit motherly towards you

☁️- but it doesn’t come off so because he’s so aggressive with it, he always makes you eat all your vegetables or something a strict mother would want their child to do for their well-being

☁️- His motherly nature always comes off as a threat

☁️-“Ok dumbass if you don’t eat all of your greens that’ll be the only thing you can eat for the week”

Or

☁️- “Y/n if you’ve been up for too long go to bed now or I’ll beat you tf up”

☁️-but don’t worry they’re all empty threats..... I think

☁️- Sanemi does anything you ask him to do, so if you want to go to the festival he’ll go but he will mutter out a few complaints on the way

Gyomei

🪨- He’s such a gentle giant

🪨- Because of his large size, at the start of your relationship he was always too scared to hug or kiss you in fear that he may hurt you

🪨- So before any hug or kiss from him he would ask if he can do it, you told him he didn’t have to but it took him while fall out of his habit

🪨- He is very gentle with you but unlike Sanemi he doesn’t mind showing his gentleness with you around others

🪨- He loves hand holding, he really enjoys feeling you warmth against his own

🪨- Plus he has big and soft hands, so hand holding is always a delight

🪨- He strongly believes that a relationship is built on communication and trust

🪨- He is not the type to shy away from his feelings and always tells you how he really feels

🪨- During your relationship you’ll never have to worry about him being dishonest or feel like you two are pulling away from each-other

🪨- Even though he’s been blind for a while and can take care of hisself just fine, he doesn’t get mad if you help him out here or there

🪨- because he is blind he has bit of trouble recognizing who’s walking up to him but he always knows when you wak to him because he memorized the sound of you footsteps

🪨- If you are a slayer he loves helping you train and he’s constantly telling you ways you can improve your breathing style

🪨-Also he’ll rarely go on mission with you, it’s only because he doesn’t want you to depend on him too much and he wants you to become strong on your own, if he ever dies he’ll be glad to know you’re going to be just fine without him

🪨- While you are on your mission he’ll pray for you and your safe return

🪨- If you aren’t a hunter he would train you and teach you his breathing style in his dojo, and it’s not to make you be apart of the demon corps but rather to mane you have a good chance of survival if a demon ever attacks, but if you do want to become a demon hunter he would be against it at first but eventually let you join

🪨- I know this is a dating headcanon butttt once your relationship with him is more mature he’ll definitely ask you to marry him. He’s more of the traditional type so he definitely thought of marriage more than once in your relationship and was very excited to pop the question

[oigimi]

. inspiration .

. arthur x reader . 1.5k words . inspired by @/delicateikemenmemes’ arthur abcs prompts! pls go check it out!! . NSFW!! MINORS DNI .

“Coffee and monte cristo…” you mused, setting down a tray for Arthur, tracing his jawline and kissing his cheek. Your boyfriend had been at work for a while now, diligently writing his latest manuscript while you cooked and cleaned with Sebastian. It was difficult being away from Arthur while the both of you worked, especially when you knew that he was just a small walk away, in the very same house as you at any given time.

So that’s why he decided on a little game to lift the both of your spirits.

He took the food off the tray and smirked. “Thank you, my delightful little secretary. This almost looks as delicious as you.”

“Of course. Now get back to work.” Your face was growing warmer and warmer as you stared down at Arthur. He’d been growing a bit bored as of late and decided that a little roleplay was exactly what you’d needed to spice things up between the two of you. And what was quite as exciting as getting frisky during work hours? You, his gorgeous, sexy secretary coming in and ordering him around, teasing him and keeping him on his toes. It made his heart race, and it got him motivated in more ways than one.

But what really committed him to the fantasy you two had created was the clothes you wore. A tight little miniskirt and a white blouse, partially buttoned to leave little to his imagination. God, you were ravishing, and he wanted to let you know. But he had to focus on work, and that was part of the fun. Restraint, with only a few moments where he could express his passions throughout the day.

You turned around on your heel, sauntering away from Arthur and making sure he got a nice view of your ass. You got a rush from the fantasy too, relishing in the power you had over Arthur during work hours, and counting down in your head to the moment when he could tear your tight little clothes off and release all the pent-up passions he felt into you. A symbiotic relationship, it was, and you and Arthur loved it.

“You have to finish this draft by the end of the week, Arthur. And if you want to take the weekend off you have to have at least the plot of your next one mapped out.”

“Thank you, love.”

“And you can’t get distracted!”

“I won’t get distracted!” Arthur turned back to his desk and continued to work on the manuscript, stealing glances of you out of the corner of his eyes. You just looked so adorable, no matter what you were doing. Whether you were helping him with tasks or ordering him around, or even just telling him about how your day was going, he found you irresistible, and just couldn’t help but want a piece of you while he was working.

“Darling, come here for a moment, will you?”

You looked up and made your way over to Arthur. “What is it?”

“Does this make sense to you?” He pointed to a line of dialogue in his story and looked up at you. You read it and shrugged.

“Looks like a standard line to me. Why?”

“Well, I think I’m having a few problems deciding what comes after.”

“Are you?” You turned and looked at Arthur, who had a completely serious look on his face. He took his glasses off and reached up for you, gently rubbing your sides.

“I am. I need to take a break, my little dove. I apologize if this thwarts your schedule, but I simply don’t think I’ll be able to make any meaningful advancements in the story without some… stimulation. Care to assist me?”

His rubs and squeezes sent little jolts through your body, and you couldn’t help but elicit a little groan. “Arthur…” You sat down in his lap, looking up into his deep blue eyes. “You’d better be stimulated quickly, and then get back to the manuscript. You know what happens to good boys who get their work done?” You leaned forward, pushing your breasts against him, and kissed his neck. “They get treats.”

“And what about naughty boys?” Arthur whispered, nibbling on your earlobe. He pulled you even closer to him, feeling your soft breasts against him. He rubbed your back and trailed his hands down your figure, massaging you and giving your ass a few squeezes.

“Arthur-!” you whispered, trying to suppress how much pleasure you were actually getting from the few touches the author gave. He went in and pressed his lips to yours, hungrily pushing his tongue in your mouth and exploring the soft, wet territory that he’d grown to know so well. Arthur’s kisses were versatile. They could be soft, but they could also be rough and passionate. They could be short smacks or long, sexy makeout sessions. His lips treated yours so well, and before you knew it, your fingers were tangled in his hair to keep you clinging onto him. He was absolutely gaining power, switching from long, messy kisses to many quick kisses, one after the other. You moaned a little bit, arching your back and loosening up.

He stood up and carried you with him, supporting you with his hands firmly below your ass. “Careful there, love. Your little mind is spinning faster than you realize.” Arthur laid you down on his bed and slid his hands up your legs, sticking his fingers around your panties and up your sweet spot in just a few quick motions. He rubbed and massaged your clit, wetting you more and more with every moment.

“Arthur!” you gasped, feeling your legs go weak as he rubbed and pleasured you with those pale, long fingers. “Ar- mmf!” He leaned on top of you and kissed you again, smirking in satisfaction at the ease with which he made your mouth open for him. You two kissed, growing louder and louder, and craving one another more and more. Eventually, he pulled away, his breath getting heavier.

“The way you make me feel… it’s unlike anything anyone else can do. I need you, sweet dove. Please, let me have you…”

You nodded, not a single doubt in your mind. Arthur undid his pants and tossed them aside before giving your skirt and panties the same treatment. He grabbed your hips and pulled you close to him, leaning down and giving your lips one last sweet kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” With a single motion, Arthur slid into you and elicited from you a little whimper. You were tight, and you were wetter than he’d left you moments ago. He thrusted in and out of you as quickly as he possibly could, his large member leaving you gasping and reaching up for him. Your breasts bounced with every push and pull you felt, and Arthur reached out to feel one with one hand. He stuck his hand underneath your shirt and rubbed your nipple with his thumb, satisfied with the intensity with which your face flushed.

You groaned and gasped with every last breath you had. Your walls were stretching and wettening, every part of your body crying out in desire for Arthur. He met your gaze, absolutely enamored with every part of you. With your gorgeous, longing eyes and your flushed, perky breasts, and everything else you had to offer. He couldn’t help himself. He released inside of you and pulled out, leaving you trembling in pleasure and catching your breath.

“Did you like it?” Arthur asked, laying down beside you and pulling you in for a hug.

“Of course I did! You know you always treat me well.”

“That’s good. I try my best to, anyway.” He smiled and smoothed out your hair. “You’re just so beautiful I can’t help myself when I see you sometimes.”

“That means a lot coming from the most handsome man in the world.”

“You know it!” Arthur kissed your lips and laughed, rubbing your noses together. “Oh dear. My little dove, you said earlier that good boys get treats. You never answered… What do naughty boys get? I do believe I’ve just proven myself to be quite naughty indeed, wouldn’t you agree?”

You smiled and sat up, cradling Arthur’s head in your arms. “What do naughty boys get? Hmm. I’d say with how today’s going that naughty boys…” You kissed his temples, forehead, and the corners of his eyes. “I’d say they get naughty girls.”

“How lovely! Now I’d say it was worth it skipping out on a few moments of work today.”

“Well no more!” you laughed, hugging Arthur tighter. “Back to work, mystery author!”

“Oh, come on! Lay with me a little longer? Grant me just a few more moments of inspiration, lovely secretary of mine?” He looked up at you with eyes reminiscent of his beloved dog, and grinned when you were unable to stifle your laugh.

“Alright. Just a little while longer.”

Arthur smiled wide, thanking you with hugs and kisses. The two of you lied in bed together, staring into one another’s eyes, rubbing each other’s noses, and thanking one another for your time and love, promising to always inspire one another as long as the both of you were together.

[abbynx]

Sibling things (Kakyoin X Sibling reader)

Spoilers for part three! Please skip if you haven't watched/finished it yet!

Just an angsty fic to satisfy my needs for my lovely cherry boi~

Yesterday... It felt like yesterday when you and I played together within the enclosed walls of our residence. Despite being too young to remember such things, the memory was vivid in my memories. That dumb cherry licking, mother chasing bastard was a tolerable asshat who tend to tease me a lot. He'd mess my hair style whenever he gets the chance, call me an embarrassing nickname, just sibling things nothing much. With all the teasing, all the fight picking, all the kicks, the punch, scratching, biting, possibly knife pointing... We cared about each other, for we were told that it would be us against the world when we grew up. If we grew up... I can't get to grow up with him like we planned.

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"Happy seventeenth birthday! Oh my sweet darling child!" Your mother embraced you, pressing a firm kiss on your cheek leaving the residue of her red lipstick after you blew the small flame that burned the red candle moulded to mimic a cherry.

You softly smiled at her statement, when your eyes flickered up and caught a glimpse on the mirror. For some goddamn reason, you didn't see yourself in it. In your place, you saw Noriaki, embracing your mother with that smile of his while he was wearing his form fitting uniform of his he always wear for some god forsaken reason. You saw yourself in the mirror as well, holding the cherry flavoured you bought with your allowance.

_____________________________________ Seventeen. It was his seventeenth and last birthday. I can vividly remember planning his birthday, saving funds, baking him the cherry flavoured cake since it was his favourite, saving my allowance to buy him the video game he had his eye on...

A bright future was ahead of him, welcoming him. Bright young man with grace, regality, intelligence, had myriads of talents. He was an intellectual, a painter, a gamer! He knew a thing about other cultures, literature, norms, morals. A boy with the heart of gold, brains rich with knowledge and wisdom... The bright young man wasn't bright at all, as darkness snuffed his light and he was gone. ______________________________________

"We are so proud of you sweetheart." Missus Kakyoin wholeheartedly smiled, she took your cheeks within her grasp, softly running her thumb on your cheek. Her eyes became glossy with tears pooling in her eyes that couldn't escape. "We love you Y/N. Please remember that no matter what."

"Your brother would be so happy and proud of you." The patriarch of the Kakyoin family puts a hand on the matriarch's shoulder, smiling alongside her as tears has already escaped his eyes.

"Thank you mom, dad." You gathered them into a warm embrace in an attempt to hide your watering eyes, not wanting them to see you cry. You glanced up, catching the family's framed photograph from two years ago. Noriaki sat beside you, whilst your parents stood behind you. That stupid jerk and his stupid smile, he was seventeen and had decades and decades more to live when he died, he could've been nineteen already.

Upset, you gripped your parents tightly within your grasp, tears making their way out of your eyes whilst your chest tightened with your denied sobs.

_____________________________________ Loneliness... All he wanted was a friend, someone who can understand him, who will be there for him as much as he is there for them... And that he found, I was proud of him for making friends... But he was only friends with them for fifty days. ______________________________________

"Oh! Happy belated birthday Y/N!" Your classmate leaned on your desk with a bright smile. "Gosh, you're seventeen now! Only four more years and we're legal to drink! I would TOTES love to hang out with you."

"Thank you, Ibara. I would also love that!" You responded, putting a humble hand on your chest with a close eyes smile.

"Wow! That necklace is pretty! Emerald really suits you a lot!" She compliments, tucking her hair behind her ear. "It accentuates your features and it's really pretty despite not being that bedazzled. Simplicity really is beauty."

You blinked at her in shock. "You really think so?" Your hand unconsciously lands on the circular shaped emerald pendant.

"Yeah! It's so very pretty! Its the first time I saw you wearing a necklace, so it must be new. Is it a birthday gift?" She gasps, covering her lips with her opened palms before smirking mischievously. "Is it from your boyfriend~?"

"Oh, more like my brother's boyfriend!" You rolled your eyes, playfully punching the girl's shoulder.

Jotaro Kujo, Noriaki's friend visited you yesterday. The big guy was a statue towering over your small stature but that didn't let you be afraid of him. Despite being practically strangers with each other, only seeing one another during random bumps in school, a friend of your brother's is a friend of yours. And besides, you found yourself being fond of his family after his grandfather and Jotaro came to your residence that day to share the tragic news. It was a complicated situation, very messy... But in the end, the tragedy was all the same, the death, the circumstance... Despair inducing.

Jotaro Kujo shared so many tales about your brother, how smart he was, how helpful, how brave... How dead he was.

___________________________________ "I honestly didn't know he'd be capable of that..."

"Same here. In all my years of knowing him, I never knew he'd pull that stunt... But undeniably, sounds like him," I smiled, looking over the normally silent behemoth. "And you're right about the cherry stuff. He regularly does that whenever he'd eat cherries."

"It's unnerving, to be frank." The hat wearing boy turned away, tipping his hat downward.

"It is! I remember when we'd buy milkshakes after school! He would often take my cherry and do that thing he always do....."

The storytelling went on, endless stories of Noriaki's childhood with me went on and on. I could never get tired of taking about him, his memory lives on with me, in my heart and in my soul. It hurts to admit he's gone in this certain young age of seventeen, but he still lives inside me... That came out wrong, but you get my point.

After our not-so brief talk about Nori, it was time for him to leave, when he turns back to me. In his hand, was a black velvet box wrapped with an emerald bow. He said it was my gift for my birthday and wouldn't you know it, the behemoth is a huge softie. He is like an older brother to me, but of course, I would never replace Nori.

Let me tell you this, it wasn't easy being friends with Jotaro. I'm a junior year while he's a senior. And for some god forsaken reason, they thought we were dating... Uh, I like him as a friend/brother. Nothing more, really.

The box... Inside it, was the necklace. The golden chain and the circular emerald pendant, a certain colour I often associated with my older brother as he named his stand's attack just that. Emerald splash... No one could deflect it, as he claims alright. That's what I thought at least, he never aimed the attack on me.

I gave Jotaro a hug before he parted ways with me. The green certainly reminded me of the stand and it's user... I honestly miss them. _____________________________________

"Say Y/N, I say we go get some boba tea after this class! My treat of course!" Your friend beams, posing with a peace sign at you. "It's the least I can do since I wasn't able to attend your birthday yesterday! And it really makes me feel guilty!"

"Oh Ibara you don't have to," you giggled. "But if you insist!"

As of cue, the bell rang to signal class was over. Ibara has always been a close friend of yours since you've transferred in this school. The girl with an obsession for boba milk teas and middle aged actors who were thrice her age. The comforting soul that stuck with you while you mourned for your brother's death and never left your side. After packing you bag, you glanced at the orange haired girl who was already waiting for you in the doorway with an encouraging smile. Giving your friend a smirk, looping your elbows through hers.

"Off we go, Ibara. A certain cherry boba milk tea is calling my name~" you giggled.

"Oh you always get that flavour. You're obsessed with cherries, aren't you? How come you don't try other flavours?" Ibara asks, casting a questioning glance at your direction. "And your pin is even cherry! And your earrings! Seriously! You and your cherry obsession!"

"I don't know why, but I think they taste good and they're oddly aesthetically pleasing." you lied. "I just like how cherries taste and how they look, that's all."

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Heavenly... Every moment spent with you is the reason why I lived.

You may not realize it, big brother, but you were a great influence for me. I was hard on myself for not knowing how certain mathematics work, I knew not much about literature, culture, history, sociology and you taught me all about it. Stands, what the fuck were stands? I developed one and I was afraid and you helped me cope with it and now we're friends.

I knew nothing about friendship, but my relationship with you alone made me feel relevant, valid despite being bullied back in elementary. Your influence lurked within me every single time.

Thoughts like "What would big brother Nori do if...." Frequently crossed my mind whenever an inconvenience occured. You are, in a way, my role model. I love how you handle things, the way you think, negotiate, move after thinking... Such a quick witted guy you were. That's how much I look up at you despite I acted mean to you. You never knew how you influenced me to be a person I am today...

I miss you, truly. I wish you weren't dead.

But I have to ask... Why? Why do you always want to make me feel better about myself when you can't even do the same thing for yourself?

You did everything to make me smile, make me feel comfortable, make me feel loved, appreciated, you helped me feel valid while you suffered with your own pain. You bear your pain alone while I had the nerve to unload my personal baggage as if I was the most miserable person there is...

Hell, I don't even know how much you've suffered until you died. I'm such a useless younger sibling who can't even return the same gestures you've made for me... _____________________________________

"Ewww, what is that?" Fifteen year old Y/N Kakyoin pointed at the canvas in which the red haired male painted on.

"Why, it's my very own magnum opus, dearest youngest sibling," Noriaki jokingly stated with a mock posh accent. "It was time that I replace De Vinci, don't you think?" He moves away for you to get a perfect view of his painting.

It was a painting of your Stand that stood behind a street light. The rough painting was difficult to recognise, but the colour scheme was a dead give away for your Stand. You presumed it was still unfinished, considering there was a clear outline of another character that stood in front of your Stand.

"Why would you chose to draw trash like me?" You pointed at yourself, seating yourself on a stool whilst you watched him dip his paintbrush on a pile of mixed paint before making soft, precise stroke on the canvas.

"No don't say that, you're not trash. You're the whole dumpster." He retorts with a smirk. You couldn't see him as he had his back turned away from you, but you highly suspected he was smirking.

"Wow, that's toooootally original," you dragged the vowels, rolling your eyes and crossing your arms. "Says the one with a trashy looking hair."

Noriaki chuckles, shaking his head, the dangling cherry earrings he has shook alongside him. "Okay, I take it back. You're not the whole dumpster, nor trash. You're just my cute little sibling." He has this smile that can light the whole damn town with fire, and girls would swoon and fall and dance around that fire like witches in a ritual to summon a demon... Ugh, it sounded too specific, but that's how you'd describe his smile. Irresistible, not easy to contained and it easily affected you as well because in no time, you were smiling just like him.

"Okay, what the fuck did you eat for you to say those things to me? Who are you and what have you done to my Noriaki?" You laughed, poking him by his tiny waist and immediately elicited a flinch and a laugh from him.

"Oh nothing, just feeling particularly thankful for the existence of my younger sibling who is totally relevant and beautiful in every way. They think that they're bad looking and is often feeling down, as they doubt themselves every time makes me feel like a bad brother." He puts the brush down alongside the others and turns to face you. Noriaki firmly places his hands atop your shoulders and shook you repeatedly. "You haven't been completely honest with yourself and your family. I know something's happening to you in your class. Tell me what's wrong."

His firm grip prevented you from escaping, prompting you to pout. Of course he'd know you were being bullied. He always knows something is up. You're starting to think he uses those good looks of his to pull gossips from gossiping school girls who knew of your circumstances. Nevertheless, you sighed, you spilled your problems as he listens intently.

"I just... I don't feel like expressing myself if people can't accept me. They're right though. I'm just an irrelevant trash and— ow!" You were able to barely flinch when his grip tightens around your shoulders.

"You. Are. Valid and beautiful! Don't forget that okay? You're a flame that doesn't deserve to be snuffed out." He reassures. "I know how you feel, but know that there will be people out there who will love you for who you are. You're not irrelevant, you're not trash. You're the best, unique and the only you they will ever meet and they will miss out for not meeting you. I will not stop saying these things if you do not know, scratch that, believe you are one of the most wonderful person everyone will meet."

"Tsk, stop being cheesy you dumb dork." You playfully punched him by his pectoral, trying to deny your glossy eyes to escape, prompting you to coil your arms around his waist to prevent him from seeing it. "Big dumb dork."

"See? There's my little sibling!" He strokes your hair with a soft smile. "So cute and small, growing too fast!"

"You're not mom, you don't have the right to say that." You glanced at him with a smirk, poking a finger on his waist earning a slight flinch from him, as he is ticklish there.

"Well I am your older brother and I am always in charged on watching you," he flicks you by the forehead in retaliation, prompting you to lightly smack his cheek with a toothy grin. "Have you finished packing yet?

"Yep. I honestly can't wait for the trip in Egypt. I think this going to be the best vacation slash celebration of successfully moving to another house." After speaking, you let out a high pitched shriek when he ruffled your hair with his palms with a mischievous chuckle. As you were about to attempt to free yourself from his grip, he tightly held you to his body and resumed ruffling with your hair as you squirmed and moved. Once he had his fun, he released you with a playful chuckle, watching you rearrange your hair. "Ohhh, curse you!"

"Shut up, now go to bed. We still have a flight to catch tomorrow. If you need me I'll be in my room. Good night!" He waves, abandoning you in the living room as you tend to your hair.

"Whatever you cherry sucking idiot." You incoherently mumbled to yourself, straightening your hair into its former glory.

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I love you Noriaki... I hope you believe that. Mom and dad are proud of you, they love and miss you so much. Your friends miss you and they are grateful for what you've done for them.

I hope you're doing well up there with the angels and the cherry gods or whatever.

Know that your little sibling is alive and well and living the best years of their life because of you. By this, I will fulfill everything you have never done.

I miss you big brother and you will always live in my heart. _____________________________________

[eeyore101247]

Boundaries

Pairings: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Even single men have boundaries that should be respected.

Warnings: Uhhhhh, angst? Maybe? I don’t know >~< but there is fluff.

2,916 words

Masterlist

"I'm Hannah James with the Hook and I'm here with Tom Holland, the brand new Spiderman boy..."

You grumbled to yourself as you laid on your bed with your laptop , watching the interview again for the millionth time. You weren't sure why you kept watching it, it only angered you every time you did. How blatantly she was flirting with your boyfriend. You continued to watch the video, quietly seething and glaring at the blonde chick. 

You and Tom had decided to keep your relationship out of the media for the past year and a half, but it was getting harder everyday to keep it a secret. Especially when you had to sit here and watch these women flirt with him during press interviews for his movies. You always wanted to go with him to his premiers as his date, but you were fine with his family going with him. They were his largest supporters after all. 

You continued watching the interview as Tessa jumped up on the bed beside you, turning her attention out the window. You looked over at her and smiled, watching as she stared out the window at the squirrels on the nearby tree. "You watching the squirrels, Tess?" You said with a giggle, gently scratching her behind the ear. She looked at you briefly before going back to staring out the window. You let out another giggle before turning back to your laptop screen to continue your glaring. God, you hated her. You had decided she was the worst one yet. Especially since she's in the same country as you. Many of the others were in other countries, but this Hannah girl was here in the UK. 

With a groan, you shut your laptop, unable to watch another minute of her flirting with Tom. You ran your fingers through your (H/C) hair as you sat up. You weren't completely dressed, having been sprawled out in a sports bra and a pair of Tom's sweatpants. You didn't really mind walking around the house like this though. Not many could see into the apartment anyways. You gave Tessa kisses on the top of her head before getting up off the bed and heading to the kitchen for something to drink. You could hear Tessa's claws on the hardwood floor behind you as she followed you into the kitchen.

Tom was still gone on the press tour, leaving you alone in the apartment you two shared with Tessa. You weren't sure when he was going to be home, as they kept adding new locations at the last minute. You didn't mind, though. He was promoting something he loved and that made him happy, even if you missed him terribly. 

You pulled your phone out of your pocket to check the time. It was currently 2:30 in the afternoon, which meant he was probably busy or sleeping. You decided to send him a text anyways. Something for him to see when he gets up or has a free minute. You smiled as you typed a simple 'I love you' text and sent it, slipping your phone back in your pocket before opening the fridge and pulling out the orange juice. 

Tessa stood beside you, watching your every move. You giggled as you looked down at her, moving over to the counter that held her dog treats and pulling out one for her to chew on. She happily took it and ran over to her bed, laying down as she chewed on the treat you gave her. You smiled as you pulled a glass out of the cabinet, unfazed as your phone vibrated in your pocket. It was probably Sam or Harry seeing if you wanted to go out to a bar or something that night. 

As you poured orange juice into the glass you got, you felt your phone start vibrating more, indicating that you were getting a call. You pulled your phone out, not even bothering to check who was calling before answering.

"Hello?" You asked as you put your phone to your ear, taking a sip of your orange juice and watching Tessa happily munch on her treat.

"You know I'm Facetiming you, right love?" You heard Tom chuckle on the other end, causing your cheeks to burn as you pulled your phone away and held it in front of your face.

"In my defense, I wasn't exactly expecting a call from you." You said with a grin, taking another sip of your juice. You saw Tessa perk as she heard Tom's voice, looking over at you with her tail wagging. You watched as he chuckled again with that lopsided grin you loved so much. 

"I wanted to see how my favorite girls were doing. I haven't gotten to see your faces in ages!" 

"Tom, you facetimed me a few days ago." You said as you rolled your eyes, looking back at your phone to see the feigned hurt on his face.

"You wound me, darling." He said with a pout. It slowly turned into a smile as you could hear the sound of an elevator arriving at a floor and the doors opening.

"Where are you today?" You asked as you grabbed your juice and headed for the couch, sitting down. Tessa quickly joined you on the couch, laying across your lap. You flipped your camera around to show Tom how adorable Tessa was being, to which his smile grew larger. He didn't answer your question though, his smile soon turning into a smirk. You raised a brow as you flipped the camera back on yourself. "Tom?" You asked, watching him.

"Sorry, I was admiring you and Tess. What did you ask?" He said, that smirk still plastered on his face.

"You know perfectly well what I asked, Thomas." You said as you narrowed your eyes at him. You watched as he laughed, fiddling with something that was out of frame. Seconds later, you heard the door to the apartment open, causing you to turn around and see who it was. Tom's mom, Nikki, had a habit of stopping by the apartment when Tom was gone to check on you, and she often let herself in with the spare key she had. However, it wasn't Nikki that was standing in the doorway, but Tom.

Tessa immediately jumped off your lap, running over to Tom with her tail wagging. You dropped your phone, watching as he crouched down to return Tessa's affection. You took a few seconds to process what was going on before finally getting up off the couch and making your way over to your boyfriend, hugging him tightly when he straightened up.

"Hello darling." He said softly as he nuzzled into your neck, a large smile on his lips. You buried your face against his neck, taking in the scent of his cologne. You let out a soft laugh that was followed by a sob. You were so incredibly happy to see and touch him again. He squeezed you gently before pulling back and wiping away your tears.

"You're such a jackass." You muttered, unable to stop smiling as you looked up at him. He chuckled as he cupped your cheeks, smiling back at you.

"You love me." He said softly, leaning in and pressing his lips against yours. The kiss was sweet and slow, his lips molding to yours. It didn't last long as Tessa tried to get between you, wanting more attention from Tom. You giggled as you pulled away, looking down at the Staffie who was currently jumping up on you two.

"You should probably give your princess some attention before she gets cranky." You giggled, giving him a quick peck before making your way back over to the couch and sitting back down. 

"And what if I want to give my Queen some attention?" Tom countered, standing behind the couch and kissing the top of your head. You leaned your head back to look at him, smiling.

"Your Queen can wait until Tess has calmed down some from your return home." You said softly, smiling as he kissed you with a soft chuckle. "Her leash is over by the door. Go take her on a walk in the park." You watched as Tom frowned down at you.

"But I want to spend time with you." He whined, pouting. You couldn't deny that he looked absolutely adorable when he pouted, but you also knew that until Tessa got all her energy out, it would be near impossible for you and Tom to cuddle and spend some time together. 

"And you know that'll be near impossible with how much energy Tessa has when you come home from travelling." You reasoned, giving him a stern look. He whined in protest, but you just shook your head. "Go take her on a walk, Tommy." He pouted as he gave in, moving over to the door of the apartment and grabbing her leash. He clipped it on her collar before heading out to take her on a walk.

"Love you!" You hollered, smiling as he said it back before shutting the door behind him. You downed the rest of your orange juice before getting up and heading to the bedroom, deciding you'd wait for his return there. 

You flopped down on the bed after grabbing a shirt and slipping it on, opening your laptop back up. The interview you had been watching resumed playing, which you swiftly stopped by closing the window. You didn't want to spoil your good mood, but it was already too late as you started thinking about that blonde chick again. You understood being unable to resist how handsome and charming Tom was, but there was such things as boundaries and being respectful. 

You sighed as you reopened Youtube, an interview you had yet to see showing up on your front page. It must have been recently posted. You smiled as you saw what the thumbnail was. An adorable photo of Tom laughing at something. You clicked on the video, thinking it would be an innocent interview. You were sorely mistaken.

The video opened with a woman in a tight crop top that showed off way too much cleavage for your comfort. She was also wearing a super short pair of shorts. You could tell Tom was slightly uncomfortable as he sat down, shifting in his seat. The interview started off with the innocent questions about the movie and the filming process. Though, the entire time, she was sitting with her arms pressing her boobs together, making them look bigger. You couldn't stop the growl that escaped as you continued to watch, the questions starting to turn from the movie to other things. You shut it off at that point, not wanting to even bother finishing the interview. You already knew what she was going to ask about. She was going to ask about his relationship status and if him and Zendaya are an item and when he would respond with no, that he's single, she would up the flirting.

You slammed your laptop shut, no longer interested in watching anything. You moved it off the bed, laying down on your back and staring up at the ceiling with a huff. You didn't get why some woman didn't have any respect for boundaries. You would have never done something like that upon first meeting Tom. In fact, you did the opposite. You were quiet and didn't really say much. He had been the one to approach you and ask for your number. If he hadn't done that, you wouldn't be dating the most amazing man ever right now.

You closed your eyes as you let out a sigh, trying to focus on other things and failing. You were getting tired of watching all these women flirting with your boyfriend. You understood why he wanted to keep your relationship a secret, wanting to keep the hate and attention off of you so you could live a semi normal life. You didn't think you could keep it a secret much longer though. 

You hadn't realized you had dozed off until you felt the bed dip beside you, followed by a strong arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you close. You gave a happy hum, nuzzling into his chest.

"Welcome back Tommy." You said softly, opening your eyes and looking up at him. Tom smiled as he looked back at you before placing a kiss on your forehead. "How was the walk?" You asked softly, placing your hand on his chest and rubbing circles through the fabric of his shirt.

"Tessa loved it." He said with a smile, gently running his fingers through your hair. "It was a beautiful day at the park as well. I wish you had come with." 

"She needed time alone with her dad." You said softly, leaning up and rubbing your nose against his. He chuckled softly as he returned the gesture, his smile growing larger. Your own smile faded though as you remembered what you had been thinking about before dozing off. This didn't go unnoticed by Tom.

"Hey, is everything alright darling?" He asked, tucking some loose hair behind your ear. You shook your head as you sighed, scooting closer and resting your head on his chest. "What's wrong?"

"I just... I'm tired of watching all these women flirt with you at these interviews." You said softly, watching your hand as you continued drawing circles. "I know you want to keep our relationship a secret to protect me, but honestly, I'm tired of watching women trying to get into your pants. Fuck what the media and hateful fans will have to say about me. As long as I can put women in their place that overstep their boundaries, I'll be happy." You sighed, snuggling closer into his side. You felt as Tom continued to run his fingers through your hair, listening to his heartbeat as you waited for him to say something.

"Are you sure you'll be fine with all the attention?" He asked quietly, placing his hand under your chin and making you look up at him. You gave a small nod in response, staring into his amber brown eyes. He gave you a small smile as he pulled out his phone and opened Instagram. "Ready to let the world know?" He asked, you giving another nod in response. 

"As long as I'm with you, I'll always be ready." You said softly, smiling as you snuggled in closer to his side, looking at the camera as he took a picture of the two of you. You quietly watched as he edited the photo and added a caption, tagging your Instagram before posting it. You felt a weight lift off your chest now that your relationship was public. You'd be able to go out and do things as a normal couple. You'd be able to travel with him and be seen with him in public. You felt your phone starting to blow up in your pocket, but you pulled it out and just put it on silent.

"Now that that's done, I believe we have some missed time to make up for." You said with a giggle as you shifted, crawling up so your face was inches from his. He grinned back at you with that smile you loved, pushing you on your back and rolling on top. You snaked your arms around his neck, playing with the small hairs at the back of his neck. You felt his warm breath wash over you as he moved closer, his lips brushing against yours. 

"I love you so much, darling." He muttered softly against your lips, a smile on his face. You hummed happily in response, pulling him into a passionate kiss. Your lips moved in sync with his, moaning softly as he nipped at your lower lip. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you deepened the kiss, drawing his tongue into your mouth. As you two fought for dominance, you slowly moved your hands from around his neck down across his chest and under his shirt. He groaned softly, pressing you into the mattress as your hands explored his toned torso. "I love you too." You said softly as your lips separated from his. Panting softly, you pulled his shirt up over his head, tossing it aside once it was off. He hummed softly against your skin as he trailed his lips across your jaw and neck, sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin. You let out a soft moan, running your fingers through his soft, curly hair while your other hand gently cupped the back of his neck. 

"I missed you so much." He whispered against your neck, causing you to squirm beneath him. You felt him groan against your neck as his phone started to ring, causing you to frown as he pulled away.

You let him go so he could pick up his phone, laying down next to you on the bed as he answered it. You were a little upset that your fun had been interrupted, but you were perfectly content with snuggling into his side. You rest your head on his chest as he talked to the other person on the other end of the line, rubbing circles on his bare chest, admiring just how sexy your boyfriend is. You smiled as you felt his fingers comb through your hair, a happy sigh escaping as your eyes fluttered closed and you drifted off to sleep.

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Two Weeks. Marco Reus.

Word count: 2.623 A/N: Baby daddy feels were all over the place when I wrote this, that’s the only warning about this piece. He deserves this after winning another trophy with BVB and lifting it as a captain.  English is not my first language so sorry if there’s any typo. Sorry for the spacing if you’re reading this from your phone. Feedback is always welcomed  Hope you like it. –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Two weeks. That’s the time she’s been hiding the good news, waiting for the best moment to spill the beans, she knew his birthday was around the corner so she has kept the secret from him until this day. There’s nothing better than being one year older and knowing you’re gonna be a dad, right? She looks at him, still sleeping, and he looks way younger than twenty-seven. His dirty blond hair a mess and the stubble, too lazy to shave in the past days and he knows how much she loves it so he’s kinda in the stubble club now. Just when she’s about to reach out her hand to touch his hair he opens his eyes smiling sleepily at her and she melts a little, doesn’t matter how many times she has seen him like this, still makes her weak in the knees. “Are you watching me while I sleep? Creepy.” She shows him her middle finger making him laugh and he moves to be on top of her. “To be twenty-seven you’re pretty agile still, I’m surprised.” She jokes and he sighs burying her face on the crack of her neck kissing the bare skin that somehow still smells like him “Happy birthday sunshine, you’re still my favourite man on Earth even tho you’re getting older…well, maybe Xabi Alonso’s still winning the competition but.” He doesn’t let her finish kissing her on the lips smiling through the kiss. “Still the worst at birthday wishes, you knew that? Why am I still dating you?” “You couldn’t live without me sunshine, accept the hard truth, swallow it.” She winks at him earning a bite on her shoulder making her slightly jump hitting him on the back.  She knows him too well to know what he wanted as a birthday party, family and closest friends in their house enjoying a chill afternoon and night. His friends said he was quite the life of the party before she appeared in his life and he’s still the life of the party but now he’s into chilled parties apparently. She’s looking at him, holding a bottle of beer while chatting with Mario, Julian and Roman all of them resting on the back of the couch, he looks away from his friends to look at her smiling widely when he catches her looking at him and he winks at her before going back to focus on his friends. “He’s glowing tonight but I can say the same about you, girl.” She turns her head to look at her friend that hugs her from behind. “I’m not glowing at all, believe me, I’ve been feeling sick since I woke up this morning.” Her friend knows, indeed she was with her when she found out that she was pregnant because it’s her gynaecologist. “Do you want me to cover you up while you go to throw up inside?” She shakes her head looking at her, she’s now used to the feeling and as long as she doesn’t eat a thing while feeling like this, everything is under control “I’m fine, at least for now. But believe me, you’re covering my ass if I need to run to the toilet.” She jokes excusing herself for a second to go and get a glass of iced water with lemon. She discovered that really helped her to calm the waves of nausea.  She feels a hand on her back and she turns her head to look at her mother in law with a sweet smile plastered on her face. She remembers who she was close to freaking out when she met his parents and almost three years later she has second parents in them, especially with Manuela, she’s been on her side since day one. “I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one that said this to you today but you’re looking gorgeous today, sweetie.” She shakes her head with a smile, she’s being like this with her since the day she met her “Can I ask you something?” She froze for a second when she hears the question, usually nothing good happens after that question being popped.  “Of course, sure, absolutely.” She’s nervous and her mother in law knows, Manuela puts a hand on her forearm as a way of calming her a bit. “Don’t worry honey, it’s nothing serious. Marco has been talking to me lately about you two, he thinks he has made something because he feels you’re treating him different in the past few weeks. Maybe it’s something he said or something he has done…I don’t know what my son did this time but.” “Oh no…” Her eyes scan their garden and he’s already looking at their direction and she smiles at him warmly as he does the same “He’s been incredible lately, he did nothing bad I swear, it’s just me.” “He thinks you’re about to break up with him and he doesn’t know why. And I’ve been looking at you two the whole night and something’s off darling.” He can read her like an open book and keeping a secret from him it’s been far from easy, she doesn’t know how to lie and she’s even worse at lying when it comes to him, so hiding such an important thing from him has been exhausting, to say the least. The smells of the dish of currywurst that Manuela is holding fills her nostrils and she feels sick again, feeling the urge of throwing up intensifying. She has to cover her mouth not to do it in front of her. “Sweetheart, are you sure you’re okay? You’re pale and I thought for a second you were about to throw…”She looks up at her for a second and by the look on her face, she knows that her pregnancy is no longer a secret for her. She looks at the glass of water she’s holding and it’s like another sign for her “There’s nothing off between you two. You’re pregnant and he doesn’t know it yet.” There’s no way she can lie to her as well, so she simply nods with a beaming smile on her face as she feels how her mother in law holds her hand “I’m not gonna hug you in front of him because he’d suspect something’s going on but I can’t wait to do it properly.” She has glassy eyes and her thumb is caressing her hand “You’re telling him tonight? Since when you’re keeping this from him? Are you okay? Feeling good?” She laughs at her interrogation preparing her answers. “As soon as we’re alone, yes. I wanted this day to be about him, it’s his birthday…I’m seven weeks pregnant now and I knew two weeks ago. I have morning sickness and apparently, I can’t stand certain smells but so far so good.” “Can’t believe my baby boy is gonna be a father. You’re gonna be incredible parents.” “I hope so, but I have no doubts about him, he’s gonna be the greatest dad.” She says looking at him, he’s lost in a conversation with his friends, and she can’t help but feeling a little off now that she knows what’s going on in his mind. It’s close to midnight when they finally say goodbye to the last few friends that were still with them at their house. He closes the door resting against it looking at her with his arms open waiting for her. “Another birthday party, another success. You can always change your work to an event planner or something like that.” He jokes as she snuggles against his chest, his hands travelling along her back while kissing her temple. “No way. I only go through this because it’s you and your birthday.” And she’s being honest, it takes her one or two months to have everything as she wants it to be for his birthday's parties. “That’s love. I wanna talk to you about something, but if you’re tired we can go to bed now and talk tomorrow. It’s totally fine.” She feels terrible because she knows what he wants to talk about and she can’t make him feel like that any longer. “We can talk as soon as you open my birthday presents for you.” He frowns because she gave him a watch he’s been looking for months “You really thought that a freaking watch was my present?” “It’s the hell of a watch if you ask me, it’s a good birthday present but I’m not complaining if you have something else for me.” He raises his eyebrows and she slaps him in the chest with her index finger close to her face as a warning “What? It wouldn’t be the first time, remember?” “Don’t make it the last then.” She jokes back grabbing his hand leading him towards their bedroom. She’s nervous, not because of his reaction because they’ve talked about it several times in the last few months, but she can’t wait to share the news with him. She laughs as he keeps telling her how much he’s gonna enjoy his birthday present even tho he doesn’t know what is it. She tries to escape his embrace but he’s not in the mood for letting her go yet. “You know I love you, right? That you’re the only one, that I’d die for you and if sometimes I have ever hurt you wasn’t intentioned.” She’s looking at him right in the eyes and she knows he’s feeling every single word he’s saying and she’s feeling guilty for making him feel like he has to apologize for something he didn’t do, or making sure she knows how he feels about her when she has no doubts about his feeling for her. “I know and you don’t have to say it out loud Marco, you make it very clear every time I look at you, okay? I have no doubts about your feelings for me, sunshine. I know where this is coming from but I guarantee you, there’s nothing to worry about. I’m not leaving you, I love you even more now than I did before.” She strokes his cheek with her thumb, he has glassy eyes and she has to bit her lip not to cry. “I’ve been panicking about losing you for the last week, I swear I thought I did something wrong you were off lately, mostly with me. I know that I’m annoying but this time I was confused because I  didn’t know what I had done this time” She laughs softly at that last part, he was indeed annoying sometimes, but she even loved that side of him even when he gets on her nerves because of it. He wouldn’t be Marco without his annoying side. “You know I can’t keep a secret from you, right? I suck at lying.” He nods rolling his eyes, he has seen here lie and it was terrible. Cringeworthy “Hey you, don’t roll your eyes at me. It’s rude” “I’ve seen you lie, and that’s rude.” He laughs tapping her nose and smile when she scrunch her nose “So…you lied to me?” “Kind of, I just wanted to keep the secret about your birthday present. That’s why I’ve been acting strange lately.” She can tell he’s getting anxious about the whole birthday present thing, it’s like a five-year-old on Christmas morning. She plays with the collar of his white t-shirt looking at him “Want your present now or…?” “Please.”  She walks towards their shared walk-in closet looking for the bag she’s been hiding for a week now, she had several doubts about what was the best gift for him but she couldn’t pick just one. She goes back with him, with the bag on one hand and her phone on the other one. “Before I give this to you, you need to see a little video to understand your present, deal?” He nods looking at the bag that she’s holding and then looking at her eyes with his own eyes shining bright. “Deal” She unlocks her phone sending him the video of her last scan, she recorded most of it just for this moment. She knew he would have been there if he had known she was pregnant, so this was her way of making him part of it as well. Even tho he wasn’t there that day. She hits the button and when she hears the sound of her message on his phone she starts to shake, she’s been thinking about this moment for two weeks and finally, he’s gonna find out. He unlocks his phone clicking the video she attached to their conversation and she swears she can hear her own heart beating. The bedroom is dead silent apart from the video playing on his phone, the voice of her friend echoing in the room. She sees his face changing as the video keep playing, his eyes watering when he starts connecting the dots. “Here’s your birthday present Marco, it’s little now I know, but I’m telling you, it’s gonna be bigger when you hold it in eight months” He almost let his phone fall to the floor, he’s shaking and he doesn’t realize that he started to cry seconds ago. She can count the times she has seen him cry in front of her, all of them football-related: when he won the Pokal, when he got injured and couldn’t play for months, when Germany was eliminated from the World Cup, when he won the Bundesliga with his childhood team, him being the captain and now. When he has just found out that he’s gonna be a dad within eight months. He opens his mouth but words don’t escape his mouth for probably the first time since he met her, and she wipes his tears from his eyes stroking his cheeks with her thumbs as she starts to cry too, all the emotions she has been containing exploding all at once. He sighs looking at the ceiling and burst into laughter holding her tight against his chest, his lips kissing her forehead several times. He breaks their embrace to wipe away her tears before kissing her lips not able to stop doing it until they need to breathe, he smiles against her lips both of his hands on her cheeks. “I can’t believe I’m gonna be a father…god. I don’t know what to say, I’ve been dreaming with this moment almost since I met you.” He’s literally glowing. She thought that the happiest she has seen him be was when he won the Bundesliga, but that’s not even close to seeing him like this. “You have eight months to believe it, and another scan in three weeks and this time you can come with me if you want…”She’s glad he’s holding her right now because she’s still shaking. “I’m going to be there for every single one, believe me. Oh, and prepare yourself because I’m gonna be a pain in the ass looking after you. And reading every single book about becoming a dad.” He strokes her belly under her shirt, with a beaming smile on his face “I still can’t believe it. If all the secrets you’re gonna keep from me are like this one…please keep doing it.” “Hey, you haven’t opened your presents.” She says happily stroking the back of her neck scratching his hair. “I don’t need more presents, Schatz. I have the most important thing I have ever had in my life, and another one coming. I don’t need a thing.” She tiptoes to kiss him holding her index finger centimetres away from his face, walking towards her nightstand opening the first drawer, picking up the echography handling it to him. “I bet you’d want to have this one as well.”