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monicaalexandraaa · 3 months ago

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Loved this part!!! So cute and fun. Loved Harry feeling protective and Niall was a riot in this😆😌🩷

Honey II

Read Honey here | ~6.2k words

Warnings: Angst, fluff, pining, maybe a daddy-kink if you don't blink. There's a shitty guy, some jealous Harry (from said shitty guy as well as NIALL 😍) and some mentions of self-care 😉

Summary: You cannot flirt with my nanny. He texted Niall while Cece ate.

Someone should, Harry. By all means YOU should. But I’ll handle it if you cannot.

Harry scowled and threw his phone aside. “Sorry m’gonna kill Uncle Niall, Cece,” he told her. “But he’s stupid.”

The routine became easy. Breakfast with Harry, tummy time with Cece, cleaning during naptime, laundry at lunch time. At eleven in the morning, she sent Harry three pictures of his baby regardless of what she was doing which he didn’t respond to other than reacting with a heart to each of the pictures.

Cece loved Miss Honey. Her smile was bright when she saw her and her giggle was coming easier and easier while she played with her.

Niall is stopping by to grab something I left. He was already out. You can let him in.

Okay, thank you for the heads up.

Other than delivery drivers, people didn’t really come by. She hadn’t had friends over not that she necessarily wanted to have them over... not after her first family. From then, it was always kind of weird to have people visit someone else’s home to hang out with her. She preferred dinners or going to their houses. If Harry were to throw a party or cookout at his extravagant pool, she would invite her friends—at least that’s what she did with her previous family—but Harry didn’t seem much like a party-thrower.

“Hello?” The Irish voice sang into the house. “Miss Cece, where are you?” He called.

She smiled and brought the baby toward the front door holding her in front of her stomach. Cece giggled at the sight of Uncle Niall. “Who’s that, Cece?” She asked pressing her lips on to the top of her soft hair. “Is that Uncle Niall? Did Uncle Niall come to see you?” She kicked her feet and Niall looked like he was melting as he took her from Miss Honey. “Is it this folder?” She asked. “I found it in the garage,” she said. “It must have slipped out of his bag. When I took Cece to the store, I was going to swing by myself."

Niall was in awe. The house was clean—to be fair, it almost always was, but it was different now. Plus it smelled like the citrusy fall candle she was burning on the counter; only adding to the fresh clean feeling of his friend’s place. Whatever was cooking in the oven smelled delicious. “Do you... cook for him?” Niall asked.

She blushed. “Well, it’s mainly for me, but obviously there aren’t a ton of recipes for one person, so I always have extra,” she rationalized. “I cooked for my old family.”

Niall bounced Cece as he looked around. There was a throw blanket on the sofa adorned with leaves and it’s fall y’all patterned across it. that wasn’t there before. Along with some fall pillows. It matched the little pumpkins on the side tables and the leaf and flower centerpiece on the coffee table. Harry had decorations? “Did Harry buy those throw pillows?”

“I... I have this tendency to fall asleep on the sofa watching movies and wanted something softer than the sofa arm,” she felt weird explaining all this to Niall. “I should probably get them out of here and back in my room. Did Harry say something? He doesn’t like it?”

Harry hadn’t mentioned it. Which was insane because when Cece’s mom wanted all new living room furniture in the middle of her pregnancy, Niall wasn’t sure Harry was going to let her live at his house after all. Harry was very particular and liked things to be his way. “No, no. He’s fine. It just looks...cozy,” he said. “It’s nice he’s got a woman’s touch that he likes,” Niall said encouragingly.

Her phone vibrated on the counter and she glanced at her watch reading the message. Can you tell Niall to let go of my daughter and get his ass back here before I fire him?

She smiled sending a thumbs up in response. “I believe you’re going to be fired.”

“What a drama queen,” Niall muttered. “I love you more than Dada does,” he cooed and kissed Cece sweetly on the cheek. “You should decorate the outside, too,” Niall said as he handed the baby back to her. “Harry would like it,” he smiled. “If you have a ton of leftovers, send them for lunch with Harry tomorrow. With the way it smells, I bet it would taste delicious reheated as well... Bye Cece!” He waved and blew a kiss at her.

“Say bye Uncle Niall,” she cooed shaking her head at Harry’s best friend. She waved Cece’s hand for her. “Bye Uncle Niall.”

His office door slapped open against the wall, and he looked up from his desk even though he didn’t need to.

“Niall’s here,” his secretary called. He rolled his eyes.

“You love her,” Niall gushed.

“I do not,” Harry scowled defensively at his paperwork in front of him. “Love who?”

“Your nanny obviously.”

“I absolutely do not,” he shook his head. “I am not in love with someone I employ.”

“So we’re not in love either?” Niall frowned.

“Do you have something you need, Mr. Horan?” Harry deadpanned.

Niall rolled his eyes. “Harry, she’s sweet, funny, and intelligent,” he listed. “Not to mention your house has never looked cleaner nor cozier and she can cook.”

Harry used to order out each night since he was too tired to cook when he got home. Then with Cece, it made even more sense. But now, since he was very much glued to his schedule of coming home on time for dinner so he could see Cece before bed and relieve Miss Honey of her duties for the evening.

He hadn’t anticipated her making dinner for him. In fact, he hadn’t anticipated much of anything she did for him. He thought taking care of Cece was going to be it. The cleaning and cooking was beyond what he expected.

He ignored Niall.

“And hello? She’s good with Cece.”

She was great with Cece actually. But he wasn’t going to give into Niall’s teasing. He continued looking at his computer screen ignoring all the reasons Harry thought she was perfect as well but had to ignore because he would rather die than ruin what he had with her for the sake of his daughter. There was no one better to trust Cece with—even after a month or so of her working, it was obvious. He was so sure there wasn’t anyone better. “Also, she was going in the pool when I got there, so she was in this itty, bitty bikini—” Harry’s gaze snapped to Niall and his eye twitched as he scowled again. “I was joking, but I think I’ve proven my point.”

“I’m not in love,” he grumbled. Harry didn’t love anyone beyond his baby girl, his company, and his family.

“Say it all you want. But I’m not the one that got his underwear in a twist over the thought of seeing her in a bikini when it’s not summer anymore." Harry ignored him still. "You let her decorate," he reminded him.

"We have similar tastes," Harry mumbled not wanting to let on that he didn't give two shits if the house was decorated but when he came home from work watching her sip hot apple cider on his sofa and reading a book to Cece, he wanted to move to a place where it was fall all year round.

"Are you going to let her decorate the outside of your house for Halloween?”

He was not in love. “It’s a holiday,” he reminded Niall. “I want Cece t'have a—”

“Uh-huh. Sure. It’s definitely for Cece... by the way, make sure I get the leftovers from dinner tomorrow. I already asked Miss Honey,” he said. “Here’s your folder,” he laid it on his desk and left with a wave and mischievous smile. "She found it in the garage and was going to swing by herself. Because in case you haven't noticed, she's perfect."

If there were leftovers of whatever delicious thing she had decided to cook, Harry was going to throw them in the middle of the road on his way to work just to spite him.

The weekend was unfortunately eventful.

Cece fussed a ton. Harry sighed when the monitor alerted him to her waking. He got up and headed to her crib where he spent several minutes rubbing her little belly as he watched her. “Y’need t’sleep, Miss Cecelia,” he smiled at her tiredly. It was nearly one in the morning, and he had been fortunate enough to have Cece sleeping soundly overall for the last couple months. But for whatever reason, her little cries woke him up today.

He checked his phone and noted there was an alert from the front door camera. He saw two people standing under the entrance. His favorite nanny and a man that he didn’t recognize.

Given the situation, this was suddenly and very much her house as much as Harry's. As evident by the pumpkin décor on the steps visible in the video as well. So she could do what she wanted. Even if that meant going on a date.

Even if that meant Harry was painfully aware of how upset that made him.

Her arms were wrapped around her stomach and Harry felt something painful ache in his stomach. She looked completely uncomfortable. The guy leaned closer toward her, forcing her to step back until she was against the side of the entryway. Harry’s blood boiled. She pressed a hand against his chest, maintaining distance between them. He couldn’t take his eyes away from the screen and briefly noted he forgot about Cece’s waking. But Cece was asleep again. Therefore, Harry was able to worry about the other woman that lived in his house. He quickly sent her a text before he kept his eyes glued to the camera. If this was some kind of flirting thing, fine. He would confront the boiling jealousy in the comfort of his own bed. But Harry had a sister, female friends, female employees and now a daughter. He knew when someone was uncomfortable.

The camera signaled someone was outside, so I checked the feed... Are you okay?

He didn't want to listen in. There was a boundary he wasn’t willing to cross. Fortunately, she pulled her phone from her pocket and read the message--clearly looking for a distraction and further fueling his worry. Without answering, she tucked her phone back in her pocket and Harry thought that he was overreacting. She was fine. He just needed to go to bed.

But then, she shook her head repeatedly, slowly.

Harry dropped his phone on Cece’s floor where it landed on the rug with a quiet thud. He took off downstairs nearly missing the last step before he was at the front door, yanking it out of the way blindingly fast. She jumped at the sudden movement in the middle of the night—even though she only saw Harry’s message seconds before. “I’m sorry to interrupt,” he lied. He was very grateful to interrupt. “Cece has been awake, and I’ve tried—”

“No problem,” she rushed out not even glancing at the man. She brushed passed Harry hurriedly.

The guy blinked in surprise at her quick departure. He tried to peek behind Harry’s frame that blocked most of his view. “I’ll call—”

Harry smacked the door shut and waited for him to leave—watched him walk to the end of the driveway where he waited for an Uber for three minutes. She sighed, putting her hands on the back of her head, breathing heavily. “Harry, I’m so sorry,” she whispered. She began pacing behind him, but Harry’s eyes didn’t move from the end of his driveway. “He was completely fine and then I needed to Uber and—”

“I told you not t’Uber,” he scowled at the window beside the door waiting for the man to disappear.

“Well, it was one in the morning, and I don’t know how your driver situation works—”

“Then you call me,” his voice was rougher than he wanted it to be. The thought of something happening to her hurt. Hurt a lot.

She ignored him, feeling guilty but trying to explain her side of things. “My friend had left with a guy she met, and she was my ride. I didn’t even know she left,” her voice cracked. “I Uber all the time, Harry. Alone at night, I don’t care...it’s... whatever... But he was insistent. He wanted to make sure I made it home safely. Which didn’t set off any alarm bells and I pride myself on having a good gauge of that kind of thing. So, I didn’t think anything of it. I thought he was just being a gentleman. When he got out of the car and the driver took off...” she shook her head. “I’m just so sorry. I didn’t know—” Her voice cracked again, harsher this time. Then she pressed her lips into a line as she looked down. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered trying to force the tears to stay behind her lids.

The man was gone from the edge of his driveway. Harry shook his head confused how she could be apologizing for literally nothing. She didn’t do anything wrong. “What are y’apologizing for?”

“For him coming back here! I don’t bring people back to the house I’m living in for free. I would never want to put someone like that within a three-mile radius of Cece. I was just trying to get him to leave and I—” her voice choked off again.

“Love,” he said gently. “S’okay,” he promised reassuringly. “Y’can invite friends over. I wouldn’t really want him, but it sounds like we’re on the same page.”

She sniffled, breaking Harry’s heart. “I’m so sorry,” she repeated.

“Did he hurt you?” Harry asked. She shook her head. “I need a verbal answer, love.”

“No, he didn’t hurt me,” she whispered. Barely loud enough for him to hear.

“You’re sure?”

She nodded. “I was just trying to think of a way to get inside without him following me,” she whimpered. “He just wouldn’t shut up about how nice it would be to...” her tears started to flow. She shook her head. “I’m so sorry,” she sobbed.

Harry didn’t think. He wrapped his arms around her and rubbed up and down her back. “S’okay,” he promised. “You’re okay,” he repeated. “You could have banged on the door or something,” he assured her.

She sniffled. “I didn’t want to wake the baby.”

He smiled softly. Of course she didn’t. “Please call the driver next time. Day or night. I should’ve told y’that,” he murmured. “It would make me feel better. And he’ll only let y’have someone else in the car with you if y’say so,” he promised.

She nodded. “Okay.”

“You’re allowed t’have a life here, love,” he promised. “Friends, dates, whatever y’want.”

“Well, I’m not dating for a while,” that was fine by Harry. Gently, she pulled from Harry’s embrace, and he felt completely cold. It wasn’t from his lack of clothes either.

She wiped her eyes. “Do y’want me to...get y’anything?” He asked.

She shook her head of the thought. “No, I’m sorry to have interrupted your sleep—”

“Don’t be. But y’didn’t. Cece was up, I was checking on her when I saw m’phone’s notification,” he explained. “But even if she wasn’t up... I wouldn’t have minded,” he promised. “Really.”

Her eyes trailed over Harry’s body. It hadn’t occurred to her that he was wearing nothing but boxers. His shoulders were broad, his arms were taut with lean muscles that didn’t bulge massively but were still beautifully sculpted. His hair was in disarray, probably from his pillow. His stomach was flat, ridged with muscles, and covered with tattoos. “I didn’t realize you had so many tattoos.”

He smirked. “Yeah, um...guilty pleasure of mine.”

Harry really shouldn’t say pleasure around her. It made her think of things that would give her immense pleasure. Like the boxers that outlined a plump dick (which wasn’t even fully hard it seemed. Jesus Christ, she wondered if she was going to get pregnant just from looking at it) and showed off his muscular thighs. She shook her head trying to keep her eyes focused on anything other than Harry’s groin area. “I um... thank you,” she whispered. “For getting me.”

“Of course, love. Any time,” he promised. “I know y’work for me and I respect your commitment and seriousness t’your job. It’s something I value in m’employees at the office too. But Niall also works with me too and he’s m’best friend and he’s very comfortable asking me t’bail him out of dicey situations. So if y’need something, y’jus’ have t’ask.”

She nodded. “Okay... thank you,” she repeated. “Good night, Harry.”

“Good night, Miss Honey.”

Harry was frustrated. It was a busy time of year, so he had been staying an hour, sometimes two later than he was supposed to. He ate reheated food that she had cooked (which was still delicious) but mostly he was upset because he wasn’t getting to see Cece before bed. The pictures she sent in the afternoon and just before bed helped but didn’t make up for the real thing. He missed his daughter.

And honestly? If he was real with himself, he missed eating dinner with the pretty woman that was kind enough to make dinner in the first place. He missed watching an episode of whatever show she liked before she went for a swim in the pool and then to read in her room. Up until Harry had started staying late, she had gone for a swim every night and Harry was in awe. The pool was heated sure, but the air was cold. But she was insistent—all to get her laps in so she could work out. Now, when he got home, she was already in her room. Only coming out to say hello, give the lowdown on bedtime and making sure he knew which food was for Niall the next morning.

It seemed she wasn’t dating, so at least Harry had that. Even though he told her she could, he was glad she wasn't. It wasn’t right or fair of him to feel that way, but he couldn’t help it. The few times he saw her out in the pool in a bathing suit (that was not an itty-bitty bikini like Niall had described) he felt possessive. If she had an itty-bitty bikini, Harry thought he might lose his mind--the pretty one piece with a cutout created by a crisscrossing bow around her middle was tantalizing enough. He didn’t let his gaze linger for long (he didn’t want to be creepy) but he thought back to the guy that followed her home and terrified her. No one deserved her kindness. No one deserved to see her vulnerable and alone in anything less than what she wanted. She made Cece feel safe. She made Harry feel safe.

“Why don’t you go home?” Niall suggested. “You’ve been staying late all week, and I know you miss Cece. Take a half day, go spend some time with your daughter. Or even Miss Honey,” he wiggled his eyebrows.

Harry shook his head. “I already took a ton of time off—”

“For a very good reason! Harry,” Niall sighed. “You have an adorable baby daughter. She’s only going to be little for so long. You need to enjoy it.”

With that thought, Harry couldn’t get out of his office fast enough. He entered the house using the keycode. It didn’t even faze her. If someone used the code, then she assumed it was someone who was allowed to be there. But also, the sound of the vacuum cleaner was humming and creating more noise than she could have heard with the door opening and closing. But she must have sensed it because she glanced over her shoulder and smiled finishing the spot she was working on. Harry could make out the wrap around her body while she vacuumed. Wearing Cece like a body ornament. It was adorable. “I could hire someone for that, y’know,” he called over the droning noise.

She turned the vacuum off and turned around showing off the little babe at the same time. She kicked her feet. Harry thought his heartstrings were going to snap with how much love flooded him. Someone that loved him so unconditionally. It felt like he didn’t deserve it.

“You’re home early,” she smiled and loosened the wrap around her and pulled the headphones off her little head to keep her ears safe from the vacuum sound. “Is Dada home to play, Cece?” She smiled excitedly. “Is Dada here to play?” She repeated, passing her to Harry. Cece immediately settled into his embrace, making his heart hurt. Niall was right, this was well worth it.

“I was just going to do laundry,” she said. “Do you want anything to eat?” She asked.

“I have people who could do your laundry,” he told her, his lips attached to the crown of Cece’s head. “And y’don’t need t’do my laundry either,” he frowned. “Or Cece’s.”

“Yes, but you are saving money by letting me do it. I’m all about coupons. I’m like a BOGO sale, you know? For a business owner, you don’t see a good deal when presented.”

He rolled his eyes. Niall listed a lot of great qualities about her. But he didn’t list how stubborn she was. Especially when it came to things like using the driver or doing his laundry. Harry wanted to shake her sometimes.

“Niall said you have a business trip next weekend?”

His eyes snapped to meet hers. “You talk to Niall?” Like regularly? Casually?

He was so going to fire him.

“Yes,” she smiled and then laughed to herself, a private joke Harry wasn't privy to.

“What?”

“It’s nothing. Niall’s just funny.”

Harry was going to kill him. Then fire him.

“Oh?”

“He just he tells me he’s going to marry me if I keep making such good food for him to eat.”

So fired.

“Speaking of,” she continued while Harry let that linger in silence. “Little miss needs to eat,” she said. “I can do it if you want—”

“Thank you,” he was sincerely appreciative. “But I have it covered,” he smiled. “You can take the rest of the afternoon to yourself if you’d like.”

She smiled. “That would be great. I just have a few more things to do but I’ve been dying to go to the bookstore. They’re having a sale on all paperbacks,” her eyes glowed.

Harry smiled. “Sounds lovely.”

“Just shout if you need something.”

Harry went to the kitchen, took the bottle that was warmed and ready on the counter (she must have just put it out while she was vacuuming nearby).

You cannot flirt with my nanny. He texted Niall while Cece drank from her bottle.

Someone should, Harry. By all means YOU should. But I’ll handle it if you cannot.

Harry scowled and threw his phone aside at the pretty fall throw pillows. “Sorry m’gonna kill Uncle Niall, Cece,” he told her. “But he’s stupid.”

Harry often found himself defaulting to her and all her knowledge. She had a background in psychology, as that was what she studied in college—a concentration in child development. All of which he knew from her application. Harry was well educated, but he would never feign to have more knowledge that he didn’t have.

Which is why when Cece continued to fuss and fuss more than she had since she’d been born, Harry didn’t know what to do.

“Love?” He knocked on the door. It was two in the morning, and she was obviously well off the clock. Harry battled for several minutes trying to decide if it was worth it. He didn't want to bother her, but frankly, he was exhausted. But she answered anyway, hurriedly.

She was wearing a pair of leggings and a blue tank top. One that was thin and made Harry’s stomach ache with desire. Something lower ached with desire too. But fortunately, he had enough foresight to put on a pair of sweats before waking her. She rubbed her eye looking like a toddler coming to their parents’ bedroom. Her hair tie had fallen from her braid letting the strands fall haphazardly out of the twist.

He thought about kissing her. God he shouldn’t have allowed himself to be alone in the middle of the night with her.

Gratefully, Cece called out. Reminding him of why he had woken her up in the first place.

“What’s wrong?”

“Can you check on her? She’s so fussy. I don’t know if m’doing something wrong?” It killed him that the baby was fussing. He hated to wake her almost as much. However, she didn’t even bat an eye to it and hurried to Cece’s room. “I’m sorry,” he said softly.

“Don’t be,” she yawned. “I was... actually reading,” she smiled. “I shouldn’t be, but I can’t put the book down.”

How was that so hot sounding? It shouldn’t have been. He had watched her read on the couch a hundred times. But it was hot. So hot he was glad there was an extra layer to hide how it made him feel.

Harry was glad he was going away for the weekend. He needed to clear his head of the pretty girl that was invading his every thought when he had no right to think of her that way. “Oh yeah, Miss Cece just wants to party, huh, sweet girl?” She smiled and pulled her from the crib and hummed. “Daddy has to work early tomorrow, Cece. can have our own party tomorrow, okay? But Daddy’s got to sleep,” she whispered. “I know you’re a party girl,” she cooed. “But you can’t party when you’re sleepy,” she reminded her.

Harry was not thinking of it like that but the way she said Daddy (twice) made his chest ache with something he wasn’t used to feeling. It probably didn’t help that her tank top did little to hide two hardened, protruding bumps on her chest that made Harry want to lick his lips (and her). He was going to turn the heat up before bed because it must have been chilly.

Harry tried to keep his gaze PG, but she was so pretty, he was thanking himself for the moment of clarity he had that made him put on pants because he wouldn’t be able to hide the way he felt about seeing her sleepy and beautiful.

Fuck Niall and his stupid observations. He is so fired when I get back from my trip.

After a few more hums and coos, Cece fell back to sleep. She kissed her hair and gently laid her back in the crib. “She’s almost four months, of course—she might be hitting a little sleep regression. It’s perfectly normal. I’ll do some research and see what I can do to help alleviate—”

“Thank you,” he felt exhausted. Sleep deprived and sad about leaving—even if it was just for the weekend. “Seriously. Thank you.”

She smiled. “Of course, Harry. That’s what I’m here for. Probably a good time to stop my book too,” she reached out and squeezed his arm. “Get some sleep. I’ll have breakfast in the morning before you fly out,” she promised.

“I didn't mean t'interrupt your book,” he said softly. “Y'don’t have t'get up earlier, she can lay in bed for a bit,” he offered.

“Oh no, it’s fine. I’ll just nap when she naps,” she shrugged. "Cece will want to see you before you leave," she smiled so effortlessly. Like Cece would really know if he was gone. But the way she said it made him believe it. She squeezed Harry's forearm. “Goodnight, Harry,” she said sweetly.

Harry was staring at Cece like she was going to disappear while he fed her. She gently pushed the cup of tea she made him (with three sugars) in front of him. “I haven’t left her once for this long,” Harry reminded her.

“I know,” she frowned. “She’ll be fine,” she assured him.

“I know.”

“Really, Harry. I won’t let anything happen to her. I love her beyond belief,” she promised.

But Harry felt something creep into his stomach. Something that felt like an overwhelming urge to kiss her. A way that had him aching to make Cece a sibling and he thought that maybe he could shift the real estate in his heart that was reserved for his company and open it for someone else. He shook his head as if a bug had flown in his eye. Ridding himself of the unrealistic thought that was wriggling it's way into ever inch of his mind.

No, he didn’t love her.

That would be ridiculous.

It took her two weeks to figure out what Harry liked to eat for breakfast most. As stubborn as Harry was, she was more so. Every day she made something new: omelets, waffles, French toast, everything he could think of, she tried. But when she told him she was going to make crepes, he stopped her and told her: just scrambled eggs and toast.

So, she made him scrambled eggs, toast, and sliced up some avocado on the side. “Thank you, love. Y'really didn’t need to.”

“I have it on good authority you rarely eat until like two in the afternoon if I don’t feed you,” she smiled. “Happy to help,” she promised. Because that’s what she did. Helped and helped and helped.

“Why don’t y’tell your friend m’going t’fire him if y’don’t stop talking t’him.”

She laughed and Harry enjoyed the sound more than he thought possible. “Niall?! Shouldn’t you fire me?”

He shook his head. “No way, love. You’re the best there is for Cece, you’re stuck here,” he smirked. Her heart fluttered and she realized she hadn’t spoken as Harry glanced at her. He cleared his throat. “I mean... as long as you like it here,” he attempted to recover (poorly).

“I love it here,” she nodded excitedly. That beautiful smile that Harry had honed in on during her interview spread across her beautiful face. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Thank you,” he smiled. Genuinely.

It took every ounce of Harry’s shaky control to keep himself from saying he would miss her too, while he was gone. Maybe as much as he would miss Cece.

It was only a two-night stay. But the first night was hardest. He called as soon as his last meeting finished. He watched her play with Cece through the video call. When her phone died, it took five minutes for her to get rebooted. She grabbed her laptop to continue the call and set it up on the floor for Harry to see Cece during her tummy time.

Cece didn’t seem to notice much that Harry was on the computer screen. In fact, she didn’t pay much attention to either of them while they chatted at all. Even when Cece fell asleep, he found himself asking her all kinds of questions about school and work. How she decided to become a nanny and the like. He asked about her family and if she missed them. Her family was still hours and hours away from her, so he was confused as to why she wouldn’t move with the previous family she nannied for.

“Truthfully?” She sighed. “I love this coast so much,” she smiled fondly. “I grew up here and I went to school here. I loved my nanny family, but there’s just something about it here,” she explained. “My family kind of... they don't..." she sighed. "They don't visit much and I think they would come up to visit even less if I lived across the country. I adore my family. They mean so much to me. It would have been hard to be even further away from them.”

Harry wanted to hold her and never let go. This woman loved hard. Harder than anyone he knew.

Eventually, when it was so much later than it should have been to be chatting on the phone with someone he was employing to take care of his daughter, without talking about said daughter, Harry said goodnight and got ready for bed. As he brushed his teeth, he opened his text messages.

Niall...

Yes, Harry? It’s eleven and I’m in bed.

... she’s perfect.

Who Cece?

...

No shit, Harry. You’re an idiot.

When Harry closed his eyes, he couldn’t help but think of her.

When Harry returned home, he rushed through the door, dropping his bags and hurrying to the living room. Harry was on the floor beside the coffee table where he showered Cece in kisses all over her little face. The only pause he had was looking at the lovely girl giggling on the couch at their reunion. “Ugh, Cece, you’re making me jealous! I wish someone would be that happy to see me when they get home,” she giggled.

But Harry couldn’t let her think that for a moment longer. He crossed the room, pulled the book from her hands and straddled her, locking her in place. He cupped her face before she could question anything and kissed her. Kissed her long and hard. Eventually he nestled his hips between her thighs. “I like you so much. I’m so happy t’see you when I get home,” he groaned peppering her face and skin with more kisses. “I trust you with everything. You have my whole world most of the day. And... when I get home m’so happy t'see Cece. But love, m’thrilled t'see you as well”

“Harry,” she whispered. “She’s right there."

“She's not looking,” his voice was husky as he pulled on the neck of the blue tank top that stared in all his dreams. He tugged it down her chest a bit hoping to see those pretty, hardened—

The phone call waking him up for the day put him nearly in a cold sweat. “Ugh,” he moaned reaching blindly for the nightstand for the phone. He pulled the phone to his ear. “Hello?” He grumbled.

“Hello, Mr. Styles this is your wake-up cal—”

He smacked the phone back into the receiver and begged for the dream to come back before it went away. What was underneath that tank top? He glanced at the clock. If he fucked his hand, he wouldn’t have time to shave. That wasn’t very business owner of him. Or maybe it was. He was CEO, the meetings wouldn’t start without him.

“Fuck it,” he muttered and wrapped his hand around his hard dick. Maybe he shouldn’t have, but he pretended he knew what was hiding beneath the thin tank top of the woman who lived in his house.

The weather fucked him royally. He was supposed to be home that evening. Supposed to be eating dinner with his little baby and the pretty nanny. It felt completely unfair that the weather had made it so he would be stuck in a stupid airport, and he would have to go directly to work in the morning.

“Hey, it’s okay,” she promised. “Maybe you can take the day off later in the week,” she suggested. “Actually... I was going to ask you if it was possible for you to do that anyway, so maybe this works out. Or maybe your mom—” He knew she was trying to distract him. Which he was grateful for but he was still so frustrated.

"What do y'need?" He asked, his voice stiff. He didn't mean for it to be. He was just upset.

She cleared her throat. “I just have some appointments I’ve been rescheduling over and over trying to find a day that's best for them. I don’t want to make you take the day off, but I know you’ve been nervous about your trip. I’ve been waiting—”

“Of course,” he said hurriedly. “Which day?”

“Wednesday, if possible. If not I can reschedule again.”

“Sure,” he’d take the whole week off if she asked. Cece time and helping the perfect angel? She didn’t need to say anything else.

“Thank you, Harry," the gratitude in her voice made him ache.

“You’ve worked nonstop for almost two months, love. Y’do more than I ever expected. S’least I could do. Plus, staying home with m’daughter isn’t a bad thing.”

She smiled. “She misses you,” she promised. Harry was pretty sure Cece wouldn’t know if he was away or not; work or overnight stay irrelevant. But it was nice she was saying it for his benefit. “She does, I swear,” she continued, somehow understanding his silence. “Especially at bedtime and when she wakes up. Little Miss doesn’t sleep well without you here,” she cooed. Harry imagined her holding the baby on his couch looking utterly comfortable and natural.

“Well tell her I miss her, love her, and kiss her for me too.”

She pressed a bunch of kisses to her skin loud enough for Harry to hear and that soft little giggle as well. Harry smiled, feeling marginally better about his cancelled flight. “See you tomorrow, love.”

“Can you say, bye bye Daddy,” she whispered. “Come on you can do it,” she encouraged. It was much too early and of course she knew that, but Harry loved that she tried anyway.

He wanted to tell Cece to give her a kiss from him as well.

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harunade · 1 year ago

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kiss . zhang hao

pairing: fwb!hao x f!reader

warnings: smut , swearing, riding, unprotected sex!, making out, love confession yay, praise

a/n: in honour of today’s twitter update……… omfg im gonna eat him

“You look so good with glasses~ it makes me wanna kiss you” you told Hao, whose hands were on your hips as you sat in his lap. “Oh, yeah? But weren’t you the one who came up with the ‘strictly no kissing’ rule?” he answered while caressing your face with his thumbs. “But i guess one kiss won’t hurt..” he continued as your face got pulled down by his palms. The moment your lips touched, you felt sparks inside you. Maybe he felt them too.

As a result of the lack of oxygen, you had to pull away, lips inches away from him. You pecked his lips once more before coming back to your original position. You assume he must’ve liked it, since his cock was poking you through yours and his pants. “That was.. nicer than i expected it to be” you told him, which made him chuckle. “Were you expecting me to be a bad kisser or what, doll?” you didn’t reply. Instead, you leaned back down and pulled him back into a kiss.

You expected Hao to pull away, but instead he gripped at your hair and deepened it. “Can you ride me?” you gave him a confused (hmmm 🤨) look. “Please.. please please please, my pretty girl” at this point, he was pressing kisses everywhere on your face, your nose, your cheeks, your forehead and your lips. He knew you hated riding since it made both your knees and thighs hurt, but how could you refuse him when he was begging and whining like that? “mmm okay..” you smiled at him.

Quickly, you discarded of your clothes, lining his tip at your entrance and sinking down on him. “Ooh, doll- you’re so wet and warm” he placed his hands on your hips and guided you to roll forward. “Shut it, Hao” you rolled your eyes as you pulled him in another kiss. Your mouth was filled with his moans as you quickened your pace.

One of your hands was on his chest while the other held his soft cheek. Shortly after, you felt his tongue enter your mouth and swirl around with yours. He tasted like the candy he had brought you earlier. Kissing him felt addicting, although you knew that as friends with benefits, you shouldn’t be doing that. Who knows how many girls he ate up like he was doing to you right now? As these thoughts filled your mind, you had unconsciously slowed down, now edging the boy under you. “Fuck- Y/n.. please don’t tease me like that..” His thumb found your face again as he kissed you once more, forcing your head to rest into his neck afterwards.

You regained your original strength and rode him faster, feeling his dick twitch between your walls ever so often. As his breathing fastened, you knew he was close. “I’m cumming, Y/nie- fuck, you’re riding me so well, my pretty girl-“ as he moaned out his last words, you felt your womb being filled to the brim, which triggered your orgasm as well.

Beyond exhausted, you fully plopped on his chest. “Thank you.. that felt good, so did kissing you. Your lips are so soft and they taste like watermelon, i wish i could kiss them forever. you did well, baby.” it wasn’t uncommon for Hao to go on little rants after you two finished fucking, all that while stroking either your hair or arm. Except this time, it didn’t feel as good.

“Hao, do you kiss the other girls you fuck, too?” you rose from the laying position you were in, now looking at him straight in the eye. He gave you a confusing look. “What are you sayin-“ you cut him off. “I mean- i love kissing you, but when you call me *your* pretty girl and baby.. it feels weird, because we’re not dating and you probably tell every other girl that, so it makes me kinda sad. i know i said no to kissing, but.. i dont know, Hao..” your head was down as you kneaded his stomach, unsure if you were waiting for an answer or not.

“There’s no other girl.. i actually don’t want to be friends with benefits, but rather take you on a date and all… if that’s okay with you.. i want to kiss you with more feeling.. sorry???” you noticed he panicked at the end, and you couldn’t help but laugh. “you’re so cute i’m going to eat you” zhanghao’s face got visibly red at your words as you kissed him again, which felt as different from before.

“soo… how are you, boyfriend?” you smiled at him. “i’m very good, girlfriend. let’s go take a shower”

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campbyler · 7 months ago

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i have so many things i want to say about everything but i do remember the moment where mike (playfully) accused will of lying and it makes so much more sense now i thought he was just being smug as hell like “oh ofc you would’ve kissed me two months ago i am just that spectacular” but no. i’m sorry for doubting you michael you DEFINITELY had grounds for that claim. out of focus eye to eye kidnapped my firstborn and left a changeling in its place. lives were ruined in the best possible way.

exactlyyyyy you get it! the way you worded this ask actually made me want to make a little note about why we wrote the reference in, because it was very intentional and there were a couple different reasons for it which i think are both very important !! (but obviously could not mention here before out of focus dropped)

1. obviously it was a Reference, in that we thought this is a big enough piece of lore that it would be weird for it to never ever come up even once, but the whole idea of the companion fic was that it kind of has an ambiguous ending and even mike was not super duper 100000% sure of will’s intentions (due to the #inebriation). so it was unlikely at this point in their dynamic that they were going to have a real fleshed out conversation about it because it would definitely need both of them to be vulnerable in a way they were Not ready to be at the time (will admitting to wanting to kiss mike/mike admitting to having wanted to be kissed? noooo way). mike is kind of testing the waters here (and being annoying on purpose) but from his pov will either still does not remember or does remember but does not want to talk about it, so it doesn’t really go anywhere anyway. but alsoooooo

2. another remnant of the post ch05 era specifically was a lot of people commenting things along the lines of “omg mike is being so flirty” “where did that confidence come from” etc etc which is so true bc poor will got absolutely blindsided by it and it was so fun to write but!! the idea also is that half it was that confidence boost you get after realizing that someone is also into you/attracted to You and i think mike would’ve taken that and ran with it for sureee (esp bc will initiated the ch04 kiss And the ch05 morning kiss mostly) and the other half was mike having information that the readers and will both did not have! a majorrrrrrrr driving force of acswy is the fact that neither of them are ever working with All of the information, hence the unreliable narration, hence the drama and history and them both being so annoying and unserious, etc etc etc. i think that’s important to keep in mind, especially now that we’re in the ch09 era where their dynamic has shifted pretty drastically since their rivals era in the beginning, or even chapters 04/05. 😗😗😗

i’m actually very glad no one Really picked up on this being a Thing when ch07 dropped bc it was supposed to be super subtle (obviously a couple people said 🤨 am i missing something? and we said No 😌) but the reactions we’re getting now have been incredibly fulfilling and have been just what we were hoping to get, which tells us we are writing this story right! sorry for ruining your life and the changeling baby but thank you sooo much for the lovely ask <33

#sorry for the ramble i just have been thinking abt this since i wrote ch07 but obviously couldn’t say anything #and i think this ask just perfectly encapsulated the exact reaction i wanted that reference to elicit #so i’m pumping my fist in the air and jumping up and down #got a good grade in Reference #asks #out of focus eye to eye #acswy spoilers

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 8 months ago

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look who i found at pride wtf ……. 🤨🤨🤨🤨

HEHEHE I’M SOOOO HAPPY U LIKED THE CONCEPT + THAT IT WAS SIMILAR TO WHAT U WERE IMAGINING the arimickey hivemind lives on…. TAKEDA PLS I WAS LITERALLY PICTURING HIM BUT W BLONDE HAIR PHDHDH he’s perfect for the role he’s the teacher of all time… :3 i forgot to mention it in my ask but OBV professor!reader is a little glasses wearer!!! i’m glad we all agree ANDD I’M SO GLAD TO KNOW WE’RE BOTH GLASSES ENJOYERS i think ppl who wear glasses should get paid every month just for existing and being as pretty as they are idk .. just a thought……

BUT WAHHH MICKEY WE HAVE SO MUCH TO DISCUSS I’M SHAKING IN MY SEAT 😵‍💫😵‍💫 first of all…. the idea of toji getting a crush first is SO cute that’s what we’re going with actually. all ur words are Canon to me. I THINK IT’S SUCHHH A CUTE IDEA mr buff guy ladies man toji realizes that he does in fact like Men………. i think he would very much be in denial but at some point he just accepts it. the idea of him asking another queer guy for advice is so sweet to me too (MORE ON THAT LATER i’m sure u can guess which queer guy i’m thinking abt though…. our one and only…..)

BUT WAHHH MICKEY :((((( literally all ur thoughts made me jump in my seat i’m so excited I LOVE UR READERS ALWAYS like this description……

but yeah he's always wearing the comfiest fits just like u said - sweaters, vests, a button-up shirt and a colorful tie sometimes (he was super nervous about wearing the tie at first bc he thought he'd look stupid but he got over it and now he has a rule of wearing a tie at least once a week)(canon). when it's cold he's wearing an oversized coat and an equally big scarf and toji thinks it's very cute i mean what who said that.

HE’S THE COZIEST GUY EVER I NEED TO KISS HIS FOREHEAD being nervous over the tie 😭😭😭😭…. HE’S SO REALLLL i just know he checks himself out before heading to work every morning…. makes sure his hair is all fluffed up….. gives the mirror a tiny smile to start the day off right………. i Need him as my professor actually. i just know he’s such a sweetheart n treats his students so kindly :(( the kinda prof nobody could ever hate bc he’s so passionate and so silly and cute…. AND THE OVERSIZED SCARF PLSSS toji just gets this warm feeling in his chest as he watches him come into view… giant ass scarf wrapped snugly around his neck….. WHAT COLOUR BTW i’m thinking either a dark green or a BRIGHT orange he’s that kinda guy… i love him actually i don’t think i’ll ever be normal abt ur readers mickey 😞😞😞

AND AND ANDDDD THE SLEEPY DESK SCENARIO that makes it sound like the desk is sleepy and not . the prof. BUT U KNOW WHAT I MEAN wahhhh toji getting all soft 🥺🥺🥺 and then running away LMAOO THAT’S SO CANON he feels an ounce of affection and just FREAKS out…… a big ol awkward teddy bear <333 i do think toji is a morosexual ok i’ll be the first to say it. prof!reader trips on his own shoelaces + faceplants into the grass + spills his coffee all over his nice shirt and toji is just like SIGHHH i like him so fucking much…. smiles all softly to himself like wowwww that guy is clumsy… clumsy little idiot…. who trips on their own fucking shoelaces…….. <- but he’s literally sighing dreamily and twirling his hair :// he has a thing for silly dumbasses ok i firmly believe mamagumi was like that too!!! is this the face of someone w braincells…. no absolutely not she was a golden retriever gf <33

also got this idea of the professor breaking smth in his class idk like he sits on the chair and one of the legs breaks or smth lmao and he goes on a lookout for smth to fix it with (??????) and he finds toji!!!! and he comes to his rescue, teasing the professor a little bc how the hell did he break the chair you know. and maybe he professor blushes a little..................... IT'S TOJI C'MON EVERYBODY WOULD BLUSH A LITTTLE and then maybe the professor brings him a pastry or something the next day as a thank you and now it's toji who's..... cheeks are looking a little pink?????? and he's grumbling that it's my job. no need to thank me. but the professor just dismissed that immediately and just presses the pastry into his hands and waves him goodbye with a smile.

AND THIS????????????????? sorry i had to just copy paste bc it’s so perfect I’M LOSING ITTTTTT MCIKEY :((( THEY’RE THE CUTESTTTT MY DADS I THINK? MY FATHERS??? MAY I BE ADOPTED?????? but no honestly this is THEEEE cutest thing ever i’m so…. T—T toji fixing the chair…. teasing reader……. reader giving him a little treat and toji getting all blushy… sighhhh they’re in Love … i need a whole shoujo manga abt them asap we need to Make it mickey. this’ll sell i just KNOW it…… this has the softest cutest most comforting romcom vibes i can alr feel it healing me.

OH AND AS FOR LIKE … who would make the first move …….. i think i agree that toji would. mostly bc poor prof is convinced that he’s straight 😭 so after toji has done a LOT of reflecting i think he kinda… broaches the subject.:::. really carefully……. but prof is so oblivious and doesn’t realize he’s getting hit on which . ironically would be good i think… idk i just feel like toji would eventually run out of patience and just cup his face all annoyed and blushy and confess…. very gruffly….. ”i like you, dumbass.” <- smth very straight to the point like that …. and reader fucking explodes . tragic 😔😔 but real.

but ok before we go further (and i Forget) OFCCCC U CAN USE THIS IN THE DRABBLE MICKEY U NEVER NEED TO ASK WE SHARE A BRAIN OK THIS CONCEPT IS URS…. U OWN IT I’M SO SERIOUS I WOULD BE HONOURED <33333 it’s our child i think.. we’re taking this marriage one step further…… NO BUT ACTUALLY GO WILD these two belong to u i’m SO excited to see how u write them!!!! i just know i’m gonna explode when that drabble drops….. ure gonna be the death of me….. T—T

WITH THAT BEING SAIDDDD i did….. think of smth after sending this ask……. would love to know ur thoughts i’m just spitballing i’m the loyal employee and ure the ceo ok !! BUT BUT :33 i was thinking of why toji would be at this uni specifically….. and then i was like. what if MEGUMI goes there….. maybe not at that exact institution or whatever but like. he goes to that uni and toji knows that he does…. and maybe he wanted to work there so he could check up on him every now and then?? :(( from afar!! i do picture this as a no curses au i think……. but still canon-aligned in that toji married mamagumi, had gumi, fell into a spiral of depression after she died and worked for very shady people for a while…. and gumi was eventually taken in by Someone (coughcoughcough) and hasn’t seen toji since he was a baby. maybe it’s a lil too angsty for this au but i think it could be a sweet sideplot to the romance….. toji kinda wants to reconnect w him but doesn’t know how to go abt it. maybe prof!reader would give him advice? :’3

OK BUT THAT ASIDE (and this part is Canon to me)…… obviously we HAVE to drag gojo into this somehow. i’m thinking he’s also a professor at the uni and like … the Favorite. the coolest silliest of them all. interacts w everyone and is 100% friends w prof!reader which is how he comes to know toji too!!! just imagine the two of them having a cute lil convo and BAM suddenly our resident freak is there…. slinging an arm over reader’s shoulder (toji visibly twitches) and greeting them both in a cheery voice……….. before rushing away to get some printouts he forgot to give his students <33

aside from being silly and cute and funny and perfect i’m thinking gojo has two roles in this au!! 1) making toji jealous…… 😳😳 and 2) being the resident queer man who helps toji work out his own feelings. i just think he would be the wingman of all time like maybe he notices the shy glances and blushes and he’s like :333 i’m gonna have to intervene. so he’s a lil more touchy w reader than usual….. and he KNOWSSS it drives toji a little crazy and makes him really confused and frustrated and he just delights in it. BUT ALSO i think that when toji eventually has his gay crisis he ends up talking to gojo somehow….. just two bi guys having a chat yk…….. gojo would obviously be wayyy more open w his sexuality (what do we think abt canon stsg for this au 😵‍💫😵‍💫 they’re both profs and toru is famously gross w pda) (it’s ruining suguru’s reputation) (he secretly really likes it)…. so toji just kinda.. nervously asks him abt it….. how he had his awakening and stuff……. (gojo tells him it was angemon and toji promptly leaves <33)

anyway sorry for dragging him into the narrative in my defense one of us would’ve done it eventually 😔😔 i fear there’s no hope for us.

THIS GOT LONG ? SUDDENLY?? MYSTERIOUSLY????? i’m in love w this au and them and u and ur beautiful brain and toji’s tits WHO SAID THAT … it’s really late i feel kinda delirious …… BUT I AM KISSING U SO SWEETLY i hope u have the silkiest softest dreams <33333 and that ur pillow is nice and cold and that ur bed is warm and that u wake up to sunlight streaming in through the windows <33333 MWAH one big kiss for mickey!!!

mickey i am kissing ur brain so gently i literally just woke up but i saw the bi!toji post ……… 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 REAL & CANON BTW but for some reason the first thought that popped into my head was. uni au….. janitor!toji/professor!reader…………….. hear me out.

toji who just stopped working as an assassin and is trying to get his life together, who just happened to land a job as a janitor at a prestigious university that he takes fairly seriously…. (i just knowww he hates littering students with every fibre of his being. catches them in the act and reaches for his gun out of old habit LMAO) and there’s this nerdy little professor who always arrives at the uni first thing in the morning, without fail, and always gives toji a cheery little greeting when he does. wearing his cozy sweaters and vests and scarves and smiling all bright and sleepy. and for some reason he almost always takes his coffee breaks conveniently close to wherever toji is cleaning… so they can chat a bit….. even though toji usually just listens and grunts every now and then.

and at first toji feels kinda Threatened by this pretty boy bc ???? whyyyy is he interrupting my precious cleaning time. is he trying to supervise me? show off his fancy degrees??? …. reader has the fattest crush on him but toji genuinely doesn’t realize bc he’s wired to always mistrust others :// meanwhile reader is watching him clean internally going what the fuck what the fuckkk why is he wearing a compression shirt it’s literally fucking freezing??? is he teasing me???? does he know?????? they’re both losers actually. big romcom vibes

BUT YEAH i just picture professor!reader being a sleepy but cheery little guy….. who loves loves loves teaching and talking about his subject of choice and toji starts to really enjoy their talks bc reader’s eyes shine soooo brightly when he’s chattering away… all excited and gleaming….. and toji kinda hates teachers but he decides to make an exception this once. maybe starts to initiate conversations of his own every now and then… who knows…………….

OK THAT’S ALL PDHJDDHJF 😭😭 this came to me in a vision and ofc i had to share…. imagine me at a board meeting pointing at my little graphs and powerpoints while u sit in a big ceo chair overlooking the city… pondering janitor!toji and the future of this company…... mickey ur posts genuinely make me fully insane i hope u know that. bi!toji is real and loves you specifically btw <333333 I HOPE U HAVE A LOVELY DAY MWAH :3

ARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I NEED TO KISS U RN!!!

LIKE THIS ISN'T OKAY BY ANY MEANS HOW DID YOU COOK THIS UP AND WHY IS IT LITERALLY PERFECT AND ALSO HOW IS IT SO IN LINE WITH WHAT I HAD IN MY HEAD?????????????? HOW???????

OKAY FIRST OF ALL WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT PROFESSOR!READER KIND OF BEING LIKE TAKEDA FROM HAIKYUUUU??????????????? LIKE THAT'S IMMEDIATELY HOW HE POPPED INTO MY HEAD AND NOW I CAN'T STOP IMAGINING HIM LIKE THAT I ALS OCAN'T TAKE OFF THE CAPS LOCK BC I'M GENUINELY SO INVESTED IN THIS FUCKING AU IT'S INSANE

another thing just popped into my head when u called him a sleepy guy..... what if it's already like afternoon and all of the students are gone and the professor was supposed to be grading their papers or smth but when toji happens to walk by his class he's just sleeping on the table............... PLSSSS I THINK IT'S SO CUTEE i can see it so clearly in my head the professor's glasses are really weirdly on his face and his mouth is open with a bit of drool spilling out lmao and at first toji just shakes his head like damn this guy is stupid but then he realizes that he's smiling? that his own lips just curved into a small smile all on their own and he's kinda freaked out about it and leaves really fast hasgahsaghshgagsha HE'S A LITTLE AWKWARD SOMETIMES OKAY even big scary teddy bears have their little love moments yk

my immediate thought was that toji would actually be the one to develop the crush first btw................ and he'd be a little like ???? maybe this is his first real male crush? and the reader is just kind of oblivious to it like he thinks that yk toji seems like the straighest guy on the first glance lmao and he thinks that he doesn't have a chance but hehehehehe he's very wrong IDK WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THAT i wanna know

DON'T GET ME WRONG THOUGH I DO REALLYREALLY LIKE the reader kind of thirsting over him hihihihihi he's so real for that AND I LOVE THE IDEA OF TOJI EVENTUALLY STARTING MORE CONVOS!!!!!! FUCK OFFF HE'S SOO SWEET AAAAAAAAA i love him so much have i said that already

who do you think would take the step to go further though? IN YOUR SCENARIO I MEAN it would obviously take time. a lot of it. bc toji is well... like he is and the professor is nervous and he's kind of afraid to overstep even though he likes him sooooo much... okay i kinda feel like toji would....... and it almost makes the poor professor have a heart attack bc WHAT? hihihihiihi stoppppppppppppp i can see them both in my head soooo clearly and i'm so fucking in love with them they're so cute aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

ARI. MY SWEETEST LITTLE ANGEL. CAN I USE THIS IN THE DRABBLE I STARTED? LIKE I'M GONNA LINK THIS IN THERE TOO. i just started the drabble based on one of the asks i got - toji just smiling while he's listening to his little bf ramble about his day but i'd love to sprinkle this in there. like maybe he taught a class on smth he really likes so he's just so excited about it. excited that the students were loving the topic or whatever. BUT I DO NEED YOUR PERMISSIONN!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AND THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME YOU ALWAYS DO I'M SOOOO GRATEFUL FOR YOUUUUUUUUUU<33333 i can't believe you just cooked it up are you actually gordon ramsay btw? i know you are don't lie to me ari. BI!TOJI LOVES US BOTH THAT'S WHY HIS TITS ARE SO BIG HE'S STORING HIS LOVE FOR US IN THERE!!!!!!!!!!! I HOPE YOU HAD A REALLY REALLLY GOOD DAY MY LOVE MWAH MWAH MWAH<333333333

#ALSOOO…. thank YOU for indulging me and feeding me thoughts and concepts all the time u r giving my body the nutrients it needs <33 #bi!toji saved my life he’s my role model and prof!reader is the most Little Guy Ever #my daddy issues are showing i think i keep going from ”i Need them” to ”i need them to adopt me” 💔💔💔💔💔#THEY’RE JUST SO GOODDDD T—T #btw are u proud of the pride parade image i edited it myself <333 my creative Passion <3333 #PHDIFJDU ……. doesn’t it look completely fucking insane out of context 😭😭😭 I HOPE IT MADE U GIGGLE!!#i literally cried whyyyyy do they look kinda good together actually……#the height difference 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫#ok that’s enough tumblr for today i think now i’m gonna go to sleep #ILY MICKEY I APPRECIATE U there’s no one else i’d rather brainrot with <33 mwah mwah mwah !!!#janitor!toji is my icon i need to Be him ….#mickey !! ✩

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heavyhitterheaux · 2 years ago

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It's Givin

First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU

Liked by jackharlow, urbanwyatt, druski2funny, saweetie, dualipa, and 6,387,902 others

y/ninsta: it's givin boss bitch!

photo cred 📸: my boo urbanwyatt

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urbanwyatt: jackharlow Maggie about to whoop that ass again 🤭🤭🤭

lilnasx: yasss sis! love it!

y/ninsta: lilnasx please tell me you're coming to Miami!! I miss you!!

saweetie: so we can witness you getting bent OVER A BALCONY with Jack fucking your brains out again?

y/ninsta: saweetie idk what you're talking about 🙃

lilnasx: y/ninsta yes the fuck you do

sza: even with the doors closed we could STILL hear yall

urbanwyatt: sounds like everyday life for me 😫

urbanwyatt: they be going at it morning, noon, and night 😭😭

jackharlow: do yall not see how gorgeous she is? And y/ninsta baby don't play with me because when we get there I'll make sure you remember

normani: look as long as yall don't put me in the room next to you idc

lilnasx: I vote urbanwyatt gets it. he's used to it anyway.

urbanwyatt: HEY!

dualipa: thanks for calling me to be in the video! love ya lots!

jackharlow: EXCUSE ME?!?! y/ninsta explain this. so she just be terrorizing me and you let her be in the video?!?

y/ninsta: jackharlow she’s a boss bitch babe! I only want the best and she’s one of them

dualipa: y/ninsta I’m better at something else too but you’re husband is such a hater and won’t let me have a taste

jackharlow: dualipa THE ONLY ONE TASTING ANYTHING ON Y/N IS ME

dualipa: jackharlow your days are numbered. mark my words. she’s going to get tired of looking at your big ass forehead one day 🙄

urbanwyatt: dualipa lmaooooo he do got a big head don’t he? 😂

druski2funny: thank goodness for the curly hair to cover it he got from maggieharlow 😂

jackharlow: dualipa imma kick your ass and urbanwyatt druski2funny NOT HELPING

dualipa: jackharlow if your kids get your big ass head R.I.P. Y/N’s vagina

y/insta: dualipa I said the same thing when I thought he got me pregnant that one time 😂

jackharlow: y/ninsta you don’t have a problem with my big head down below

y/ninsta: jackharlow sure don’t but dualipa has a point. imma schedule a c section because issa no for me dawg

jackharlow: y/ninsta seriously?!?!

y/ninsta: jackharlow love you smush 😘

jackharlow: y/ninsta if you love me so much let me at them thighs real quick 😍👀

y/ninsta: jackharlow gimme a massage first and I’ll think about it

jackharlow: y/ninsta I’ll give you one but... no clothes allowed 😉

saweetie: jackharlow watch it, you already got caught once by your momma

jackharlow: saweetie she’s caught us before when we were 17 😂

claybornharlow: I remember that! LMAOOOOO

urbanwyatt: yall were both grounded for 2 weeks but STILL snuck out and saw each other

sza: I need the full story! spill it!

saweetie: you two literally just fuck yall life away 😂🤣

jackharlow: my parents we’re supposed to be at this event and they came back early and I was deep in y/ninsta like about to cum and then BAM! door swings open 😂

lilnasx: why am I not surprised? yall be living life on the edge with yall sex stories 😂

normani: I know jackharlow was red as a tomato when it happened 🤣😂

y/ninsta: jackharlow of course your dumbass didn’t lock the door. too concerned about getting your dick wet 🙄

jackharlow: y/ninsta I was trying to hurry up before they got back!

y/ninsta: jackharlow locking a door takes two seconds!

jackharlow: OH and here’s the thing..... they closed the door and let us finish 😂

saweetie: jackharlow WHAT?!?! y/ninsta confirm this ma’am

theestallion: jackharlow y/ninsta yall are a HOT ASS MESS

y/ninsta: saweetie yes lol and then we got grounded for 2 weeks but we still saw each other lol

jackharlow: y/ninsta BABY! remember the time on our flight to Australia?

urbanwyatt: NO! WORSE FUCKING SHIT EVER. I HEARD EVERYTHING

y/ninsta: jackharlow ooh yes!! good times!! urbanwyatt stop being so dramatic

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!? I did hear everything on that tiny ass plane!

saweetie: I literally just knew yall were a part of the mile high club 🙄

dualipa: well I’m not soooo y/ninsta you wanna teach me a few things?

jackharlow: dualipa that’s it. considered yourself BLOCKED

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Buck & Eddie: The Will & Legal Guardianship

Buck & Eddie are NOT ready to discuss "The Will"!

(This is a revised version of my original post that was completed and posted on April 28, 2022.)

Buck and Eddie will not be able to talk about "The Will" until they are both ready to admit what it truly represents. The Will represents everything that happened between them up to "The Well" in 3x15 "Eddie Begins" and the things that happened up to the reveal of it in 4x14 "Survivors". The reveal of it was a direct result of a comment Buck made to Eddie after he came out of his coma. Buck said "I think it would have been better for him (Christopher) if I was the one who got shot". That was when Eddie realized he needed to tell Buck about it since Buck was spiraling and didn't see how valuable he was to Eddie.

After the reveal, Buck asked Eddie in 4x14 "Survivors" why he waited a year to tell him about it and Eddie responded with "No one will ever fight for my son as hard as you and that's what I want for him". But his response did not explain the reason he named Buck as Christopher's legal guardian because they had only known each other for 1.5 years when the incident at The Well took place. Eddie changed his will and didn't tell anyone about it. Why is that?

Season 3 was all about the two of them and their "relationship". Neither of them had a love interest and they spent most of their time together whenever they were away from the firehouse. Before they can discuss what The Will means, they will also have to address the following:

The Tsunami

After it was over in 3x3 "The Searchers" and Eddie took Christopher back to Buck's loft, why did Eddie tell Buck, "There's no one in this world I trust with my son more than you"? They had only known each other for 1 year at that point so the question is how could Eddie trust Buck more than anyone including his blood relatives to take care of his son?

In 3x4 "Triggers", why was Eddie checking Buck out?

The Lawsuit

In 3x5 "Rage", Eddie was highly pissed and completely lost since he couldn't talk to Buck. Therefore he needs to address his rage about that situation and why he started an argument with Buck in the grocery store. Even though he said "Do you know how much Christopher misses you?" it was very evident that Eddie missed Buck too. The amount of anger he had wasn't warranted for just a friend🤪🤪🤪.

In both 3x6 "Monsters" and 3x9 "Fallout", Buck apologized to Eddie for the lawsuit but why did Buck feel the need to apologize twice? The first time he apologized was in 3x6 and he said to Eddie, "I just want you to talk to me. Even if it's just to let me know that you're still mad". Eddie replied with "I'm not mad, I'm..."🤨🤨🤨. He didn't finish the sentence. So what was he hurt, lonely, sad? Which adjective should the audience have used to complete the sentence?

He apologized again in the infamous "Kitchen Scene" in 3x9 "Fallout". It's crystal clear by the ways in which they were looking at each other, their feelings weren't from a brotherly or platonic perspective🙃🙃🙃. It looked like they were about to go upstairs after Christopher feel asleep on the couch and show each other the depths of the love they have for one another😍😍😍.

Secret relationship???

In 3x10 "Christmas Spirit" Eddie was looking at Buck with the biggest heart eyes ever. Reminder: this was right after the kitchen scene and Eddie had a look on his face that said 'I love him and I'm going to marry him. We're going to have lots of babies and I will be a stay at home dad'❤️❤️❤️.

In 3x11 "Seize the Day" that lady's mother asked them "Are either of you boys single"?. They looked at each other, then at her and back at each other as if to say 'NO, we're not single because we're together!'🤭🤭🤭.

The Well

In 3x15 "Eddie Begins" Buck literally lost it after the well collapsed on top of Eddie. He was practically hysterical and the screams he let out were the kind of screams a person makes when their heart and soul is in pain🥺🥺🥺. Meanwhile Eddie was inside of the well having flashbacks that mostly included Buck and Christopher so he was clearly thinking about his heart and soul too😥😥😥. In those moments they truly believed they were going to lose each other.

The Shooting

The shooting happened in 4x13 "Suspicion" and The Will reveal took place in 4x14 "Survivors". The looks they gave each other after Eddie got shot while they were laying on the ground were intense.

Time stood still and it looked like it was the end because both of them realized in that moment they could lose each other forever. The way Buck overcame his fear of being underneath a ladder truck again was amazing. And the way Eddie gave Buck one last look before he was unconscious for the last time was nothing short of him telling Buck 'I love you'. It was heart breaking.

Inferences about Eddie's reason for changing his will

Eddie is a planner and he never does things without preparing especially when it involves Christopher. He may not be able to fully accept that it's ok for him to want something just for himself yet but he prepares very well for the important things. Which leads to the question of why he chose Buck as Christopher's legal guardian and why that specific time frame? Was the legal guardianship only supposed to be temporary? Probably because Eddie knew then and still knows now that his parents will fight to get Christopher away from Buck. In 4x14 Buck asked Eddie if his family would fight for Christopher and Eddie said, "I don't know. Maybe. Probably." LIAR! Eddie's mother told him in 3x15 during one of his flashbacks that he should leave Christopher with them and in 2x17 "Careful What You Wish For", she told him they should move back to Texas. Based on the flashbacks Eddie had while he was in The Well, his parents seem like the type of people that will challenge the legal guardianship. That's why it seems like it was a temporary solution that Eddie had set in place until he could execute a more long-term plan. It seemed like he was planning for something permanent, i.e., Buck adopting Christopher or Buck becoming Christopher's stepparent after he and Buck got married🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️. What was the plan if Eddie was going to start a life with someone else other than Buck? Would he keep Buck listed as the guardian or would he change it? These are many of the questions that would need to be answered before they can have an honest conversation about The Will.

Eddie is in therapy now and in canon he and Frank haven't even approached his firefighting traumas yet so it's highly unlikely Eddie is ready to talk to Buck about any of it. Eddie can't talk about The Shooting yet which means he can't talk about The Will either. When Buck brought up The Shooting in 5x14 "Dumb Luck", Eddie looked away because he's still not ready to even think about it let alone talk about it. Buck looked like he was proceeding with caution before he mentioned it so he doesn't seem like he's fully ready to talk about it either. Until Buck and Eddie are ready to admit there's more between them than just a work related partnership; they won't be able to talk about The Will. When they finally talk about it, their feelings for each other will be on full display and they will no longer be able to deny how much they LOVE each other (that's if the showrunners, writers and TPTB allow it to go there).

Finally, KR saying it was discussed off screen is ridiculous because how is the audience supposed to know that? If it did happen off screen how come no one, not even Christopher, has mentioned it? The perfect time for a mention of it would have been during 5x13 "Fear O Phobia" or 5x14 "Dumb Luck" when Eddie and Christopher were talking in the kitchen. Eddie could have reminded Christopher about how Buck would look after him if something happened to Eddie or Christopher could have said 'Dad, I remember you said Buck will take care of me if anything happens to you'. Or Eddie could have reminded Christopher in 5x10 "Wrapped in Red" after he said "you could be dead next year". But that didn't happen. So a discussion about the will still needs to happen even if only for the audience's sake. Assuming the audience just knows is preposterous.

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