#so yknow. partners do as sworn friends will.

[shih-coulda-had-it]

What animal do you think users are one for all?

I don’t wanna limit myself to just one per… take these with the disclaimer that it’s just one iteration of an answer! This is purely based on vibes instead of anything symbolic.

Yoichi: Weasel

Kudou: Red fox 

Bruce: Badger

Shinomori: Elk

Banjo: Wolverine

En: Fruit bat

Nana: Leopard

Toshinori: Lion

Izuku: Black-footed cat

[ava-achlys]

The Boyz NSFW Scenarios

Kim Sunwoo - Hands Off [Requested]

softdom!Sunwoo x gf!reader

Request: Sunwoo likes to play with his girlfriend's breasts

Warnings: mentions of bullying, body image, underage drinking, anxiety (very brief), titfucking

Long overdue request for @ace-seventeen-world , I hope you like it! Also first time writing anything about titfucking, I hope it turned out alright. 🙏🏽

Sunwoo loves you even when you don't feel like loving yourself.

Being well-endowed since puberty hit meant you received a lot of unwanted attention from all genders. Some would pass judgement, calling you desperate for attention; and some would ogle and make lewd comments. This led to you coming to school wearing oversized baggy clothes and even turtlenecks no matter the weather. The less your body was apparent for people to judge, the better, you thought. Except the comments never stopped. You were so sick of your body being the talk of the student population of your small-town high school that you couldn't wait to graduate; and move far away to start afresh in college, where you futilely hoped that people would be more mature about these things.

Moving away for college turned out to be the best decision you made. You made a whole bunch of new, more mature friends who taught you to embrace and appreciate your body. Inappropriate comments from strangers still came your way, but with your new, reliable support system, you learnt to shut them out, and your girlfriends would even try to fight them for you, which made you feel very touched and grateful. Apparently, this sincerity didn't stop with just your good friends. That was also how you met your current boyfriend. Your friends had convinced you to come with them to a party during your first semester, and you allowed them to doll you up, upon much pestering. You were dressed in a nice blouse and skirt, which turned some heads at the party, and though you felt rather self-conscious in the beginning, you loosened up after a few drinks and dances. From there, you didn't care if people paid good or bad attention to you; all you wanted was to have fun with your best friends.

One of your friends introduced you to a gaggle of other first- and second-years, who were very loud and goofy, except for one; who had previously been laughing boisterously along with them until he set his eyes on you. He abruptly stopped laughing when you made eye contact, and you could have sworn he developed a light flush. With pouty lips and dark eyes, and a mop of fluffy black hair, he smiled shyly at you, nodding in acknowledgement and softly introducing himself. His voice was deep and had an attractive drawl and a pleasant raspiness. His name was Sunwoo, and you ingrained it into your memory easily, smiling shyly back at him. You mostly kept to yourself as the rest of them chatted, nursing your drink when a flurry of words and a loud slap shook you. You whipped around to see one of the boys, with cotton-candy hair and sharp feline eyes rubbing his arm and muttering under his breath next to Sunwoo, who was staring at you while whispering something to the boy - Eric, was it?

"Apologize!" Sunwoo hissed, nudging him. You tried to back off but Eric nervously came forward and rubbed his neck sheepishly, stuttering an apology while avoiding your eyes. He didn't specify what he was apologizing for, but you already had an inkling. All your friends were now staring at you, confused as to what had transpired. Unable to handle the stifling awkwardness, you quickly murmured "It's fine, Eric," before speedwalking away to get some fresh air, unaware that a certain dark-haired boy was scurrying after you. You turned to the nearest balcony and hurriedly gulped some fresh air to calm down, all-too-familiar feelings of panic and shame drowning you. You fought back tears, ignoring some of the smokers occupying the same space, who were looking at you with a mixture of confusion and pity. You managed to calm your breathing, and blink back tears, when a figure slowly comes to stand next to you. He doesn't look at you out of courtesy, fixing his gaze straight ahead. "Are you alright?" he asks softly. You nod firmly, trying to seem completely calm. "Eric... sometimes says things without thinking, but I know that's not an excuse. I just want to apologize again, for making you uncomfortable." His voice is gentle and soothing, and you tilt your head to face him, since he was a bit taller.

"It's not your fault, but thanks Sunwoo. And don't worry, parties aren't really my thing, I just came cause my friends were begging me to join them," you chuckle softly, to which Sunwoo gives you a lopsided grin.

"I feel you on that. I'm here to look after my idiot friends."

You share a good laugh, and spend the rest of the evening getting to know each other, but conversation comes easy, like you've known each other for years.

You and Sunwoo's paths seem to cross often, apparently because his faculty was right next to yours, and soon your friend groups merge and become one massive group, and you've even forgiven Eric. Days turned into months, casual meetups turned into lunch and movie dates, and soon you and Sunwoo are constantly switching back and forth staying over at each other's apartments.

Ever since you two started dating and you've gotten used to wearing more comfortable clothes around him, you've noticed him staring at your chest every now and then, but at least he had the decency to look apologetic and embarrassed whenever you catch him. You started to tease him, and he would bashfully hide his face and whine cutely. To get back at you, he'd purposely keep his hands cold and hug you out of nowhere, just to hear you squeal, knowing you're ticklish. Sometimes he'd be even bolder, trailing his hands up your sides and cupping your breasts under your shirt, especially when you walk around the house with no bra on. He'd do it when you're cuddling on the couch watching a movie, or worse, when you're trying to study. You didn't mind it usually, since you appreciated the support from his hands since the weight of your breasts takes a toll on your back, and you weren't fond of wearing a bra 24/7. Except the little shit likes to tease, jiggling them around and squeezing them when he's being extra playful, even grazing your nipples with his fingertips; chuckling lowly in your ear when you gasp or squirm in pleasure.

One night in bed, you confront him jokingly. Your period was on its way soon, and your breasts were feeling extra tender and swollen, something you had complained about, so your dear boyfriend very happily obliged, massaging them gently to ease your discomfort. After a while he gets bored, and starts prodding them, round eyes watching intently as they bounce. You can't help but laugh at how adorably fascinated he looks, so you ask him why he's so enamored by your boobs.

"They're just.. fun to play with, yknow? Bouncy and squishy. Can't help myself okay, you're just so perfect," Sunwoo grumbles, blushing again since he got caught.

"Yeah? What if I lose weight and they get smaller? Will you still like me then?" you ask, feeling rather self-conscious, irrational worries that he only likes you for your assets filling your mind. You try to ignore them, knowing your relationship with Sunwoo was much more than superficial, but trauma and bad memories keep causing you to doubt yourself.

"Of course I would!" Sunwoo gasps, reaching up to hold your face urgently but with such a tender gaze in his eyes. "It's still you, and you'll always be perfect, and I love you no matter what."

Tears welled up in your eyes when he said those words. Few people had treated you with such genuine kindness and you were so grateful to have him as your partner. You squished his cheeks together and pressed a kiss to his lips, surprising him. "I love you too, Sunwoo," you whispered, a small smile on your teary face. A cheeky grin slowly replaces the shock on his face. "Shall I show you just how much I love you?" he drawls, crawling on top of you, making you lay down on the bed. Sunwoo positions you to nestle comfortably against the pillows, helping you take your shirt off afterwards.

Your cheeks start to heat up at Sunwoo's intense gaze raking over your body, and your arms habitually come up to shield your breasts, but he's quick to catch them, gently pulling them away. "Don't be shy. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met, inside and out," he murmurs, making you blush even harder. He kisses you deeply, before trailing his lips down, pressing light kisses down your neck and across your chest, gently nipping at the skin just above your right nipple. He resumes massaging your breasts, admiring the way your face scrunches up cutely in pleasure, his warm hands on your skin making you sigh happily. He leans down again, tracing a circle around your areola, making you shiver. He teases you a little more, flicking your hardened nub with his tongue before finally latching on and suckling on it, rubbing it periodically with his tongue. His hands are still massaging your breasts, twisting and tugging on your other nipple.

He pulls off with a satisfied 'pop' when you whine, pleased with how raw and puffy your nipple has become, glistening with an abundance of his spit. He dives back down to subject your other nipple to the same treatment, but this time, his free hand creeps down your tummy and between your thighs. You moan when he grazes your clit with his fingertips, and you can feel his plush lips smirk into your skin, obviously proud of himself. You willingly part your legs, and he dips his middle finger straight into your folds, your juices coating his finger instantly. He raises his head to look at you, eyebrows raised cheekily. "So wet already, babe? Always knew your nipples were so sensitive," he chuckles, slowly pumping his finger in and out of you. You shut your eyes, the stimulation of his mouth on your chest and his hand on your pussy clouding your mind. He inserts another finger and pumps you faster while he drags his teeth against your puffy nipple, making you shiver and moan even louder.

He starts leaving hickeys and bites all over your decolletage, looking forward to seeing those pretty marks bloom purple tomorrow morning. Finally, he eases up on his ministrations on your chest, and focused on fucking you hard and fast with his fingers, slamming three digits into your core, gleefully watching the way your breasts jiggle from the impact. He glances up at your face, finding your head tossed back, soft mewls and moans falling from raw, bitten lips. You're clutching the bedsheets in a death grip as Sunwoo starts sucking on your clit as he fingers you. He sucks hard, nudging it with his tongue every so often as he slows down his thrusts, opting to scissor you open and drag his fingertips along your walls, rubbing hard against your g-spot when he finds it, indicated by your shrill yelp. "B-babe, gonna c-cum," you gasp, still writhing in pleasure. "Go on, love, cum for me," he mumbles against your core, and soon you're clenching on his fingers, coating them with your cum, and he continues to fuck you through your climax.

Gasping for air, you wince as he pulls his fingers out, pussy clenching on nothing as you watch him idly put them in his mouth, sucking them clean. He smiles lazily at you, telling you how sweet you taste and even gives you a kiss, making you taste yourself. Your cheeks turn crimson again, and you decide you want to return the favor, having felt his hard cock pressing against your thigh when he leaned down to kiss you. You eye the tent in his jeans, and start unbuckling his belt. He looks at you in alarm, grasping your hands to stop you. "Baby, you don't have to do that, this is about you," he smiles gently. You pout at him. "But I wanna help you too! I have an idea that I always wanted to try with you…" Sunwoo takes a moment to consider, making sure you were genuinely comfortable doing so, and his eyes glimmer with anticipation when he nods in agreement. You beam wordlessly at him, helping him out of his jeans and boxers. You can't help but lick your lips at the sight of his erect cock.

Sunwoo's dick always made you feel good, whether it was fucking your pussy or your throat, but you always wondered what it would feel like sliding between your bountiful breasts. You pull him up to straddle your chest, and his eyes widen when he realizes what you want him to do. "Really?" he gasps, dick twitching with excitement when you readily nod. He chokes on a moan when you swipe your finger up his cock, gathering his dripping precum to slather it between your breasts. He slowly slides his dick into the valley between your breasts as your hands push them together, making it even tighter around him, and he groans lowly. Sunwoo thrusts shallowly, loving the way the smooth skin of your breasts feels around his aching cock. He begins to take over, his larger, warmer hands replacing yours, squishing your tits together as he rocks his hips faster, becoming addicted to the the feeling. It wasn't much physical stimulation for you, but you felt yourself getting hot again watching his face contort in pleasure, his tightening grip on your tender, sensitive breasts rather arousing. You can't look away, mesmerized by how good he looks with his lower lip caught between his teeth, grunting softly as he uses your tits to get himself off.

"You look so hot like this Sunwoo," you murmur, your hand resting on his thigh as he continues to piston his hips. He barks out a breathless laugh, "Have you looked at yourself properly? You're fucking gorgeous, babe, don't you ever forget that. Although, I'm down to remind you all the time." he winks. You smirk at him, and your hands come up to squeeze his muscular ass, the same way he likes to squeeze your boobs. He's got a nice butt, you had to admit, toned and sculpted from years of various sports, and it was your weakness the same way your breasts were his. He moans louder when he feels you groping his ass, hips stuttering as he approaches his climax. He throws his head back as he fucks erratically, squishing your tits even tighter together and you keen at the rough treatment. You coax him in a soft whisper to cum all over your tits, and soon he does, painting your chest white as his hips slow down, and he's gasping for air. A little bit of his cum has spurted onto your lips, but you willingly lick it up and smile up at him, your hands still soothingly rubbing his cheeks as he comes down from his high.

You grab some wet tissues from your bedside drawers and clean up your chest as best as you could, wiping away all the cum before Sunwoo flops next to you, resting his head on your chest the way he usually loves to. You lay there in comfortable silence for a while more, stroking his hair and you feel him smile into your skin, his finger absentmindedly tracing the hickeys he's left across your breasts. Maybe going to that party all those months ago was the best decision you ever made (second only to moving here for college), and maybe you and Sunwoo finally get out of bed to shower, and maybe you go for a second round in the bathroom, filling the steamy air with echoes of wet skin slapping and soft proclamations of 'I love you's.

[butgilinsky]

midsummers // rc

warning; language, slight violence ig?, underage drinking, soft boy rafe

summary; in which y/n gets jj out of a sticky situation and embarrasses rafe in front of his friends

word count; 1.4k+

i like the idea of rafe being dominant over every relationship in his life but letting his girlfriend “wear the pants” in their relationship. like, rafe is this big bad guy but his girlfriend makes him bow his head and submit, yknow? also, the thought of drew starkey calling me ‘mamas’ gives me purpose, thank you. 

midsummers, although wildly annoying and unnecessary, was something y/n somewhat looked forward to every year. it was a time, although surrounded by people she didn’t entirely get along with let along enjoy, she could let go, even if just for a few hours. 

she liked her dress this year, which was slightly surprising since her mom picked it out for her. her mom had checked in with her every hour that day, making sure she was getting ready in every way possible and wasn’t going to back out last minute like she had tried in the past before. ever since she backed out last minute the summer before her junior year, her mom spent the week leading up to it making sure that she was still game. 

she stood with topper and kelce, waiting for the beloved cameron family to enter the party. her parents stood not too far off, enveloped in a business conversation with one of her dad’s partners. 

kelce has an arm draped around her shoulders, and her head leaned on his shoulder softly as they listened to topper babble about how sarah had been acting off for the past few days. 

the clapping caught y/n’s attention quickly, her eyes snapping over to the heavy populated section of the porch. she smiled brightly at the sight of a baby blue suit waltzing in behind his dad and rose, the annoyed expression on his face made her laugh softly. 

his eyes connected with hers quickly, a soft smile making its way onto his lips as he picked up the pace. he quickly walked over to his friends and his girlfriend, who picked her head up off of kelce’s shoulder. she opened her arms just in time and squealed when she was lifted off of her feet. 

“hey gorgeous.” he pressed a quick kiss to the spot just below her ear and put her back on her feet. 

she pulled back enough to press her lips into his, smiling widely against his mouth. she felt him squeeze her hip softly before pulling back and mumbling something about drinks. 

rafe grabbed the girl’s hand, dragging her away to find drinks, kelce following behind after topper and sarah dove into a conversation of their own. the three grabbed drinks quickly and waltzed back over to the couple the quickly broke apart. 

y/n pushed past the boys for a moment and grabbed sarah’s wrist gently, trying to stop her before she got too far. 

“hey, you okay?” sarah sighed softly, her eyes rolling quickly as she shrugged it off simultaneously. “alright well, whatever it is,” y/n turned over her shoulder, catching all three pairs of eyes glued to her and sarah. she rolled her eyes and looked back at sarah with a wide smile. “i’ll always be your scapegoat.” 

sarah smiled widely at the girl, letting out a soft laugh before she hugged her tightly, ignoring the burning eyes on them. “thank you, y/n.” 

“just give me a quick heads up with the background so i can lie my ass off, yeah?” sarah nodded quickly, letting out a soft laugh and another thanks before running off somewhere. 

y/n walked back to the boys, finding rafe’s side quickly as topper dove into another rant about something else she didn’t quite pay attention to. it seemed like their night wasn’t quite doomed, though she had a feeling it wouldn’t last long, given the recent tension between kooks and pogues. 

she was about to get another drink when her mom called her over, tearing her away from rafe and the boys. y/n rolled her eyes, knowing that her mom just wanted to get her away from rafe for the time being. she left rafe with a kiss and a small plea to stay out of trouble before she wandered over to her mother. 

her mom threw an arm around her quickly, gushing to the other women around them about y/n’s recent achievements in college. y/n played nice, smiling and laughing along with the conversation and even interjected a few times. she sprung a small conversation between herself and the women her mother was trying to impress, before a soft commotion broke out behind her. 

y/n turned over her shoulder, cursing under her breath when she saw people running through the crowd and into the dining room. she scanned the crowd for the baby blue suit, but when she never found it, nor the salmon one that seemed to always be near by. 

as soon as she could, she bid her mother and the rest of the group a polite goodbye and left them with an excuse about finding sarah. y/n walked through the small crowd, waving and smiling when people called out to her. she peeked her head around corners and tried every doorknob until she reached a door with a loud commotion on the other side of it. 

she looked at the door, biting on the side of her cheek while she contemplated the situation at hand. if it wasn’t rafe getting into trouble on the other end, then it was men changing, and that would be a story that would inevitably get back to her parents. 

but she could’ve sworn she heard the all too familiar voice reach her ears, so she grabbed the side of her dress and pushed the door open, rolling her eyes when she saw a crowd of boys causing trouble right in front of her. 

“rafe!” her voice cut through the back and forth between the group, quieting everyone long enough for rafe and kelce to look at her, both wearing different expressions. 

“hey mamas.” her eyes found jj’s quickly, and her jaw clenched tightly as she glared at kelce before he shoved jj out of his hold. 

“what’s going on?” y/n crossed her arms over her chest, watching rafe nervously run a hand through his hair as he racked his mind for an explanation. 

“we were just, uh, talking to jj about-”

“you were just letting jj go back to work?” she cut him off quickly, her head falling to the side as she shot rafe a look he knew all too well. 

“yeah, baby. that’s exactly what we were doing.” she nodded, biting her tongue lightly before she looked at jj who was smirking at his feet. 

“beat it, maybank.” the blond boy looked up at her, saluting her jokingly before walking past her. 

“it was nice seeing you jj!” rafe called out before the door could shut, earning another glare from y/n. 

“mama’s mad, man.” kelce muttered under his breath while the rest of the boys snickered softly. 

“let’s go, rafe.” y/n cocked her head towards the door, watching him fight the internal battle in his head of listening to his girlfriend or trying to prove a point to all of his friends. 

she waited for a minute, raising her eyebrows as she watched rafe sigh to himself. his shoulders slumped and he looked at kelce who sent him a short nod, advising his friend to just go with y/n. kelce had seen her blow up on rafe, and was quite possibly one of rafe’s only friends that didn’t joke about him being whipped. he always said that if he was dating y/n he’d tuck his tail between his legs when she got mad, which is exactly what rafe did. 

his head fell forward as he sighed out again, and took the short strides towards her. she gave kelce a small nod and a two fingered salute to the rest of the boys before following rafe out of the room. 

“i hate when you do that shit in front of my friends.” rafe mumbled softly, thought y/n heard him perfectly clear. 

“and i hate when you make a scene just to prove a point, so i guess that makes us even.” she flashed him a sarcastic smile when he looked over his shoulder, stopping in the middle of the hall. 

“you always have to make me look like a fucking pussy, y/n!” y/n sighed softly and pressed her hands against rafe’s chest, smoothing out the wrinkles in his jacket. 

“well, rafe, i hate to break it to you, baby, but you only look like a pussy because you’re a big softie.” she whispered softly before pressing a soft but lingering kiss to rafe’s jaw. 

his hands grabbed her hips quickly, fingers digging into her skin while he grunted softly. 

“you’re so going to get it later.” he whispered softly, and y/n just laughed gently, peppering kisses along his jaw and down his neck. 

“why wait, cameron?” rafe groaned lowly at the tone in her voice before grabbing her hand and dragging her back outside. 

“make an excuse fast princess, because we’re leaving.”

[salcreus]

So I did a cool little drawing challenge and you peeps seemed to like it so I'm just gonna drop some HCs and scrapped Impulse content that I had planned but didn't have the time to do- I mean it's not really HCs, more so little details that I noticed on how each player reacted to the perma death of their ally Also I'm gonna kiss every single of you on the forehead your tags are lovely heart heart heart,,,, Team red gang immediately moved onto strategy and planning, which is fair because the session was almost ending lololol, but it also shows their mentality in terms of gameplay- They are a unit that claims to care about each other, and tries their best to protect that pack, but as soon as the thread falls off the needle, there's nothing better to do than to move on onto the next objective. No delay, no time to mourn or to even care- to remember, sure, but you ain't gonna see them get too stuck on the idea. Scott meanwhile, had more time to fully process his ideas, and just overall the hellshow that was happening, which is funny to think about, because if we go straight to the point he is just a broken man that is out for blood. Bdubs described it the best, him (Scott) "looking dased" and not listening to others much- I mean, I don't really blame him, how would you feel if your own husband died and you couldn't even be there to defend him. But he doesn't plan to make the same mistake twice! He is the equilibrium of Bdub's reaction and the Red winter's reactions, he is the pain, but also the action, combined into a bouquet that no one is ready for- and Impulse saw that first hand And speaking of Bdub's- I think that unironically he's the guy that took it the hardest. Which is ironic, if you remember the fact that Scott is always the guy that is calling back to his partner being dead, and swearing revenge and bloodshed under his name- But what differentiates these two is that Bdubs had sworn his uttermost protection onto Cleo, for Cleo- He was her guard! Her sworn warrior, the one that was going to make sure that no harm came into her way! Yet, at the moment that counted the most, he hesitated and now his friend and ally was dead. Dead dead, gone for good- which is even more painful when you realize that the guy thought it was okay for him to make that mistake because She would come back! Red, but still present- You poor thing. So now he's stuck in this limbo of not having any sort of plan, dude to the fact that he had barely any time to process what had just happened, also the fact that you are teaming up against the people that you've sworn against, and that you are in a very precarious position without anyone truly on your side except for tango, which you don't even know that well! Dang, must suck to be you huh

Drawing sketches that didn't make it into the final cut (+ bonus) :

I think that Impulse is an underrated outlier when it comes to this subject. I mean, if you think about it, he did his god damn hardest not to kill his friend, said friend that he helped gear up and protect in his worst moments- The fact that he froze, and that after Skizz's death, he took even more time to just. Breathe what happened right in front of him. To assimilate that his Ruler Of Everything strategy has Actual Consequences like, yknow, watching the people that you once cared for die in front of you in cold blood, and you just gotta smile and nod at it because you finally picked a side, but you aren't ready for the cost of doing that, so used to threading in fickle, thin lines, but never actually stepping on them- Your choices lead to this, and you have to live every single of your short, few days with the guilt that you did this. Furthermore, if you really want to get into the deal of things, that it was YOUR sword and YOUR bow that killed Jimmy and Cleo. Your choices. And you can't handle that.

[livtries]

love at first... flight? c.h pt 2

love at first... flight? part two

parings: calum hood and female reader

summary: your friend asked you to be a bridesmaid out of nowhere, so now you have all of these extra things to do. you think you’re crazy, because you think you see calum around... maybe you aren’t as crazy as you think...

warnings: swearing, and mentions of partying and talk of drinking.

a/n: so so sorry that i’m posting this now! i just haven’t been able to find time to sit down and actually be able to write the second part, but it’s finally here!!

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I got my luggage from the baggage claim, and went off to my hotel for the next week.

i went outside, the fresh air slapping me in the face harder than i thought it would.

a small child came running up to me. their parent wasn’t far behind.

“hi, ma’am. would you like a lei?” the little girl babbled to me, holding a pink flower lei up to me.

“hi, honey. thank you.” i cooed and smiled at the little girl.

“you look like a disney princess.” she beamed at me.

“oh, thank you.” i bent down to be eye level with the child as she wrapped her arms around my next, giving me a hug.

her mom had finally caught up to up.

“honey, don’t bother the nice lady. she’s probably tired.” her mother spoke. i looked at up her and smiled. i had some candy from my flight that i didn’t open.

i bent down and handed her the candy.

“thank you, ma’am.” she smiled at me.

her mom smiled at me as i got up and walked away, turning around to wave to the little girl.

i went to my hotel, and got my stuff settled, but i kept thinking i saw calum around… i was probably just tired from the long plane ride.

i went into my room, and crashed. i took a nap at around 4 and woke up around 7:30. i had a missed called from emily, so i got up and called her back.

“hey, y/n! i have a huge favor to ask you.” emily spoke, as i was walking into the bathroom to check out my hair.

“ok, what’s up?” i smile a bit.

“one of my bridesmaids got really sick, and she doesn’t think she’ll be able to make it to the wedding… i know that it’s two days from now, but i just was wondering if you would fill in?” she asked me, she sounded desperate.

“em, of course i will. I’d love to!” i smiled a little, and waited for her response.

“Really?? Thank you so much, y/n. I truly don’t know what i’d do with out you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.” she thanked me, and i smiled again.

“When are we all getting ready on friday?” i asked her.

“Around 3-ish.” she responded, her voice audiobly more giddy.

“Ok! Sounds good. I’ll be there.”: i smile once again and hung up the phone.

At this time, it was almost 9, so i figured i should probably get some comfier clothes on, and try to get some sleep. The rehersal dinner was tomorrow, and the actual wedding was the day after, so i was definitely gonna have an eventful few days…

I went to go get some pjs on, and then climbed into bed, not long after, falling asleep.

In the morning, i woke up around 8ish, and laid in bed for a little while. All of a sudden, calum pops into my mind. I had convinced myself that i was never going to see him again. I mean, did i get his number? Yeah. but, he lives in australia. I live in LA. thats wayyy too much distance, if we even decided to talk more. I laid there and thought about him, about the way his hair kept falling out of the hood he had on, and how he swore when it annoyed him enough to the point where he had to fix it. The way that he snored softly when he fell asleep, about the way he sowre that he didn’t snore when he woke up and i told him about it. I pulled myself from the thoughts, and got out of bed to get ready for the rehearsal dinner.

I arrived at ther ehearsal dinner, i saw all of the quests, and the bridesmaids, and groomsmen. I looked around for emily, and she came running to me.

“Hey! You made it!” she smiled and hugged me.

“Hi! You look amazing!” i smiled at her, looking down at her dress, and her makeup.

The rehearsal went great, and everyone was super tired after. We were all walking out of there like we were all just hit by a semi. I went back to the hotel and took a LONGGG nap.

I woke up in the middle of the night, around 2am. I wasnt tired, because i had just slept for nearly 10 hours.

“Well, shit.” i looked around, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “What am i gonna do now?” i said to myself, looking around.

I decided to try to burn some of my energy, and get myself to be tired again by running from one end of my hotel room to the other.

I did that for nearly 15 minutes and then crashed again, until aroubd 8am. I, once again, laid in ebd for 20 minutes, thinking about calum. It definitely wasn’t healthy, and frankly, a little creppy. I barely know the guy, and im thinking about him every moring when i wake up…

I got up and got ready, and decided to go get coffee, and then go over to emilys.

I arrived at emilys place, and knocked on the door, waiting for a response.

“Hi! You made it.” she squealed as soon as she opened the door and saw me.

I hugged her and she let me into the house.

Her mom rounded the corner, and looked shocked. I had been childhood friends with emily for as long as i could remembe,r but when we started getting older, we grew apart, but now, we’re back together.

“y/n, oh my goodness. I havent seen you in forever.” her mom hugged me.

I hugged her back, and we talked for a second. After we finished our conversation, i went into the living room, where all of us girls were getting ready,

I looked around, seeing some girls with towels wrapped on their head, their hair wet. Some girls were doing their makeup, and some were just talking to each other. We were all telling some stories, just about random stuff, and then i decided to tell them about the whole calum thing.

“Ok, guys.” i started telling the story.

I settled in and did my makeup. I finished my makeup after a few screwups and maybe a little too much champagne.

Emily handed me the dress, and i went to go put it on. I looked at myself in the mirror of the bathroom. “Damn, i really do look good.” (a/n - positivity ladies. You gotta hype urself up every once in a while. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL) i spoke to myself, and opening the bathroom door. I felt so different, i had never felt like this before. I was going to a wedding, and i was a bridesmaid,,,

All of us girls went to the venue, and got situated. you looked around and saw the same face that you saw on the plane only a short while ago.

“well, hello stranger.” he spoke, sitting down next to you.

“well, hey. fancy see in’ you here.” i side hugged him, and the dinner started.

“hey, hey. wanna get outta here?” calum whispered to me.

“shh, this is your friends wedding. you have to stay at least a few hours.” i smiled and whispered back to him.

around an hour and a half later, we were still at the wedding.

emily was throwing the bouquet as i turned around and saw it flying at me.

“umm…” was the first thing i said. calum was standing behind me, and cheered along with everyone else.

“wooo!” emily said, walking over to me.

“i’m so glad you guys could be here!! and i’m so thankful that you were able to be my bridesmaid.” she hugged us both and hugged me after calum again.

around 11:30, i was starting to get tired and decided to say my goodbyes, and make my way out.

“hey, wait!!” i heard a voice behind me and turned around.

“um, i was wondering if you wanted to, maybe go back to my hotel? have some drinks, and talk? it’s just that i think your really cool and-“ i cut him off.

“of course, calum. i’d love to.” i got in my car and drove back to my hotel, which also happened to be calum hotel.

i got out of my car and calum was nearly inside.

“cal!” i yelled and he turned around and stopped.

about 10 minutes later, we were in calums room, watching a movie and sipping on some drinks i made.

we were about three drinks and 4 shots in, and he was about passed out. we finished the movie, and he laid down.

the next morning, i could’ve sworn i was in my own hotel room. i could’ve sworn i walked back, but turns out i stayed in calums that night.

“holy shit.” i rolled over and saw calum sprawled out next to me.

“huh?” he mumbled, half awake.

he opened his eyes “jesus.” he said. “why are you in my bed?” he asked me.

“i must’ve not went back to my room last night. go look in the kitchen and see how much alcohol we drank last night. i’m surprised i even woke up this morning.” i joked and he got up out of bed.

“yknow, havin’ a bed partner isn’t the worst thing in the world.” he said from the kitchen/living room.

“oh yeah? i wish i could say the same. you about knocked me out of bed last night with all the thrashing you did.” i smiled and sat back down on the bed where he was sitting once again.

“hey, uh…” i started to speak, but was quickly interrupted by him kissing me.

“that was uh- definitely unexpected.” i pulled away, trying my best to read the expression on his face.

“i’m, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to her too forward…” he said.

“hey, no no. it’s okay. i was actually kind of hoping that something like that would happen…” i admitted, smiling at him.

“who knew, a 7 hour plane ride and a wedding would bring two people together, huh?” he said to me, and went to lean in again.

a/n (ok, i know the ending wasn’t all the great, but it’s the best i could do. i’m just happy that i was able to finish this lol, hope you guys liked this! lmk what i should do next!!)