#thank u for the ask emmy!!!!!

[shutup-andletme-go]

hello!!!!!!!! how are u

I FFEEL FINEEEEEEEEEEEE

no but actually pretty good, am reading project nought at @antisocialgaycat 'so recommendation

(they're gonna come online to a solid wall of my messages in discord. I hope u will reply to at least some of them elle <3)

it is a quality book so far, have u ever read it? I'm like halfway thru rn

Ahh did some match racing study at the library earlier, got my upwind and downwind cross starting manoeuvre down... hopefully

had to put a white duvet on my bed cos idk where my other one went and mazzy has been sitting on it and filthing it withe her fur

ALSO

why is that capitalised my phone keyboard is being funky

i have swish swish stuck in my head

how are you??

elle read my tags before u click read more idk how fed up with my bullshit u are but I do not blame u if u are

have hhad maybe perhaps too many liv thoughts today to be healthy and platonic but ahahahahahahahaha it's algd we won't think abt how she remembered me (literally my biggest fear is remembering someone, but they don't remember me, I hate it so much) and I was very careful not to go up to her or wave at her first, but she caught my eye and waved, and I heckled her when we played, and I tackled her and WON, and then post match when we were shaking hands she gave me a proper hard hug and punched my shoulder gently and I did the same to her

whoops ah fuck I thinking abt it asgfjlshsvjaksb

[anuutopia]

describe your perfect house

first of all i hope you're proud of me for resisting the temptation to make a harry potter joke. my perfect house.... you know there's like 50 prototypes minimum i could tell you about. instead ill tell you about what's common to all of these. i want one of those tiny parisian balconies with like fairy lights and a tiny coffee table to sit at on cool nights. i want a nice and big living room with a fluffy couch. i want a bedroom with walls painted in blue (im up for the cheesy sky decor for the ceiling), a bookshelf, and a scenic view, preferably of the mountains. none of this sounds exceptional or anything lol, but ive grown up and lived in a smallish apartment all my life, not really well decorated or anything, so this or any variation of it is perfection to me

[seiwas]

WHY WOULDNT U DATE MR. GETO SUGURU ⁉️⁉️

emmie 🥹 thank u for sending one in!!!

ok…… *rolls sleeves up. clears throat* i am not a geto fucker by nature and that is because. i think i’m too much like him 🥲

i feel like his characterisation changes depending on the point in time you catch him at, so i’m rlly mostly talking abt pre-defection geto + a bit of post (but only the soft and silly parts of him—i could never be cult leader geto level intense akdnwkns) & bc we’re too alike, i don’t think i’d be attracted to him That Way y’know?

not to hate on myself lol but i think we’d keep a lot of important things to ourselves and then have it bubble up n burst eventually (to each other. probably LMAO)

on a funnier, sillier note tho: i am not a fan of his balloon pants

send me a character and i’ll tell you why i won’t date them!

[gazeboarcade]

Who do you like more: ned flanders or carmela soprano?

I am SOOOO SORRY carmela..... but it has GOT to be ned. I think she is soooo pretty and i love her ridiculous fashion and sweet little fits, but I think overtime ned has done more for me!! he has been more funny and charming across more years of my life than carmela, I am embarrassed to report.

IM SORRY CARMELA!!!!!!!!!

[asterroses]

*hands u a hellefer*

HELLEFERRRRR MY LOVEEEEEE

[perfectlullabies]

thanks to you maja, i'm pretty much obsessed with inxs now <33!!!! what's your favourite album? favourite songs? any songs you think are underrated? overrated? how did you get into them? any opinions about them i want to know pls!!

YOU'RE WELCOME !! gosh how i love them, i'm so happy u got into them now, it's so worth it !!!

my favourite album is probably kick, there's a reason it's the most popular one lmao !!! life changing album, no doubt. then probably the swing and shabooh shoobah tbh (which i think are both underrated. the vibes on both of these albums should've established them as some of the greatest early 80's albums OH WELL)

there are so many songs i would DIE FOR so i'll give u a top 10 maybe, or 15 even, let's go wild here

here goes (not sure abt the ranking but. u get the idea):

never tear us apart

by my side

love is (what i say)

guns in the sky

the loved one

new sensation

what you need

melting in the sun

don't change

kiss the dirt (falling down the mountain)

listen like thieves

devil inside

we are thrown together

suicide blonde

mediate

????????? girl idek !!! there are way too many i feel bad abt not including some in this top 15

i don't think any songs are overrated...as for underrated ones. most of them, straight up. but okay, especially we are thrown together, everything, melting in the sun, jan's song, guns in the sky. most of them if u rly think abt it... + first two albums SO MUCH, so many bops

+ how i got into them: well, i've always known the bigger hits like never tear us apart and need you tonight and at first i wasn't impressed much bc my mom never liked them and always talked shit abt them when they were on tv lmao !! i loved the vibes and aesthetics of never tear us apart video though that it single handedly convinced me to give them a chance sometime in 2017 i think? not sure. then i'd always listen to them a lot during autumn/winter and then suddenly i got properly obsessed back in march last year. and now pretty much i consider them one of my all time favourite bands. michael's voice, for me, is the voice of a true angel. capable to convey so much strong emotions...i can't tell u how many times i've cried to his voice !! basically we are married, also. TELL ME YOU'VE ALREADY SEEN LIVE BABY LIVE. i must have seen this gig a hundred times. the live versions of all these songs...his voice...the way they all looked...simply an iconic band. love them, love them dearly and michael's always in my thoughts 🤍 one of the bands that rly saved my ass during pandemic, god bless them for that

[jaeyunsim]

VAL !! <3 congrats on the remade blog !! also thanks for wanting to follow me again <33 your url so amazing !!

emmy of course 🥹 i love you and your creations so gonna keep you in my pocket for awhile hehe 🫶🏼

[tendernextdoorfreak]

Cheer up love! Everything's going to be alright you're WONDERFUL ILVSM

Here's a ton your favourite emojis

🌈🌱👽⚡️😇🪄🥥❤️☀️🌻🤭🦊🪐🌼🍄🥰🐷🌌🦄✨️🎨🏳️‍🌈🙄🤷‍♀️💚💫🐸🐞🥑🌍🎉🧭🐥😶‍🌫️🦋💐

(Don't ask me how i know this but tell me i'm wrong)

How did she know??

[reidsaurora]

☆- put this star in the inbox of your favorite blogs. Its time to spread positivity ! 🌷

hehehe ily

NO U

[s0livagant]

12 for the playlist asks👀

12 - Currently if you could listen to 3 songs forever what would they be?

Ooooooooocok on repeat currently we have:

Bloodhound - 5sos

Homesick - Noah Kahan

Disco Man - Remi Wolf

And I love them so there is nooo stopping any time soon

Playlist asks!

[gabichive]

9 and 28 for the bias questions ! <3

9. Are there any general trends you notice between your biases?

dancers ..... for some unknown reason one way or another i always end up biasing the dancers of the group

28. Do you associate any of them with a specific animal? (Could be official, fan designation or just what you personally think)

many of them! but mainly i associate minwook w cats, hyunsuk with bunnies and serim with pigs!

[garoujo]

hi guys! unfortunately for now, if it wasn’t obvious i have decided to leave garoujo . . i’ve just not been feeling very great here anymore & as much as i have such an attachment to this blog, it’s become not fun again as it’s beginning to affect my mental state. i’m not going to deactivate for now it will be left here as an option & an archive! i may eventually private eventually but until then it’ll stay.

i’ve made a new possible blog that could be an option after a well needed break from here, but i won’t be publishing the url publicly because i feel like i need a proper fresh start and a clean slate if so. mutuals can still dm me to ask for the new url (ive followed a few already but i’ll still be logged in here to make sure i don’t miss anyone if u ask) but its mostly just a personal one for the time being. also if you happen to come across it on your own eventually, please respect my decision to have it remain completely separate from this one.

i appreciate all the kindness & support that’s been shown to me during my time on this blog despite how much it’s been through. i also want to apologise to anyone who’s ever gotten a negative impression from / of me on here or been roped into any drama surrounding me, i hope we can all just continue to enjoy our time here while we indulge in our silly little hobby!

please remember to be kind & thank you for giving me a place.

- emmie ❤︎

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[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias x Reader - Not Ready Part 2/12

+18

Part 3 and Part 4 are out on my Patreon for FREE!

Readers sister dies in a tragic car accident, leaving reader and her boyfriend Ruben in the urgent custody of her niece and nephew. Readers life is suddenly flipped upside-down since having children hadn't been the plan for her and Ruben's life together. At least not now when his football career was reaching great new heights.

Enjoy! 💞

"So you're a...."

"Puppy mom. Jupp. That's what the ladies at the park call me."

"Well, damn." Your sister laughed. "Who would have thought?"

FaceTiming her on a Saturday morning was always as entertaining and chaotic. While you held up your new puppy for your sister to see, your niece and nephew Emmy and Vale fought each other for a chance to also get to see the dog.

"Kids kids, please." Your sister pleaded. "You're scaring the puppy."

"No, it's okay. He's still sleeping." You assured. The little pup sitrred in the palm of your hand. He had grown so big during the few weeks you've had him. By now he could run around the apartment for hours on end.

"Auntie, Y/N, when can we come and see him." Your niece Emmy asked, but was pushed out of view by her little brother. 

"What's his name Auntie, Y/N. Tell us his name!"

"I asked her first." Emmy groand and soon the children were fighting again.

"Hey, hey!" You shouted from your end. "Quit it you too!"

They settled down immediately to their mother's relief. "Thank you. Now you see what I have to deal with everyday."

You beamed at your screen as all three of them appeared with their cheeks squeezed together in order to fit into the small frame.

You tilted your phone, once again showing off the sleeping puppy. The children gasped in delight.

"His name is Iker." You smiled. "And hopefully you can all come and see him during your next school break."

"Yay!" The children erupted in joyful cheers, spilling out in the kitchen and around they're mother.

"Remind me to buy you a birthday gift." She smiled.

"No. Absolutely not. You owe me nothing sis. You've practically raised me since I was a baby. I owe my life to you."

"Well, that's very kind of you to say. Although true, I really want to give you something for your birthday. It's not everyday you turn twenty-five."

"Ugh, please don't remind me."

"Remind you of what?" Ruben said, walking into the kitchen, dressed in a two piece Manchester City tracksuit.

"How old I am." You said, shifting your phone for Ruben to see that you were in a FaceTime call with your sister.

"Oh. Hi Liza. Didn't see you there."

"Hello, Ruben. I see you're ready for the big game."

Ruben approached the kitchen table where you sat, greeting you with a kiss on the cheek. He leaned towards your phone, making sure that his Man City badge was visible on the screen. "Trust me Liza, City will bring it home this season once again."

"You wish." Liza snorted "Chelsea's got it together this year. I'll bet my money on that."

"Well don't bet too much of it."

"Ha ha."

Ruben moved away from the screen but just then Vale popped up. "Hi Uncle Ruben. Do you want to see my tooth." He held his mouth open with his hands, showing off his gums.

"Hi buddy." Ruben returned to the screen, his chin now resting on your shoulder. "I heard you got a visit from the tooth fairy not too long ago. Looks like she got you good, eh."

You nudged him with your elbow. Ruben chuckled, and turned to nibble at your ear.

"Just kidding buddy. You can barely tell that your tooth is missing. I promise. "

Again, your elbow found Ruben's ribcage.

"Looks like I've got to go." He groand. "Say hello to your sister for me."

"Ruben!" Emmy popped up on the screen at the mention.

"Hi sweetheart. How are you?"

"Good. Are you going to play football today?"

"Yes, I am. I was just on my way." He said, looking at you with a hand rubbing his stomach.

"Well.....then we've only got one thing to say?" 

"Oh yeah, and what is that?" Ruben turned back to the screen. The children, including your sister, backed up for him to see all three of them while they chanted: "CHELSEA! CHELSEA!" And then bursting into a heartfelt laughter before hanging up the phone.

"I'm so sorry, Ruben."

"Are you?" His cheeks blossomed. "Are you really?"

"Yes." You said, but struggled to hold in your own laughter. "It's just that they're such hard core Chelsea fans. My whole family is."

"But you're not, right?"

"Right."

He leaned in and kissed your lips. "Good. I'll see you at the game."

"Bye bye papa." You held up the dog as Ruben left the kitchen. He blew you both a kiss before leaving the apartment to yourself. 

Nevertheless, you didn't have time to do much before the game started. You made sure to walk Iker before you left him with a sitter a.k.a, Laleh. Who insisted on calling you while you were at The Etihad stadium, watching Man City's season opener game against Chelsea.

"So, a dog instead of a ring, eh?"

"Stop it Laleh, we've been over this."

"Over what?" She barked. Or it was Iker who barked, you couldn't tell sitting amongst the cheering fans.

"If Ruben wanted to propose to me he would have." You said. "There is no need to rush things. Besides, the two of us owning a dog is already enough commitment."

"Are you sure he sees himself as an owner and not just you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, he bought you the dog as a gift. That makes you the sole owner of Iker not Ruben."

"It does?"

"Mhm. Seems like he tricked you girl."

"Stop it Laleh." You sighed. "Can't you be happy for me? Just this once?"

Again someone barked. 

"No." Laleh muttered. "Not if it makes me the babysitter to a little beast. Is he even potty trained?"

"Oop, got to go girl, the game is starting." The game was actually coming to end, with Man City having butchered Chelsea with a 2-0 victory. A result that Ruben would be more than pleased with.

"You feel so good baby. So tight and so wet."

You came home that night with Ruben practically escorting you towards the bedroom. There he did unspeakable things to you while riding off the high of his team's exhilarating first victory of the season.

"I love you so much, baby. Have I told you that?"

Things slowed down towards the end, with Ruben's cock still buried deep inside of you, however, his bare hips rolled against you slowly, savoring every moment that you took him into you.

"I love you so fucking much." He groaned into the crook of your neck, bottoming out. "I want us to stay like that forever, me, buried deep inside of your pussy."

"Yes, forever." You mumbled, drunk from the spine ripping pleasure.

"Fuck, you feel so good baby, so...fucking good." His release came in floods, the condom he wore filling up at the tip. Your walls clench around Ruben's wide shaft and soon you too rode the hills of your back arching orgasm. The two of you then lay quiet in the night. Unmoveable, but still attached to each other beneath your hips. Ruben didn't pull out until he was completely lank, tightening a knot around the condom before throwing the rubber into the nearest bin. The two of you then cuddled each other until you fell asleep, Ruben drifting deeper into sleep than you did. 

It was lucky that Ruben did not wake up when your phone vibrated against the nightstand, pulling you out of your brief slumber.

"Hello, Emanuel?" You rubbed your tired eyes at the sight of his name lighting up your screen. Emanuel was the name of your sister's husband, the father of your niece and nephew.

"Y/N....is that you?"

"Emmy?" You perked up at the sound of her sniffles. "Emmy what's wrong?"

"Daddy won't stop crying."

"What?" A sudden fear clenched your heart. "Is something wrong with your dad? Where's mom?"

"She's not coming back."

"Emmy, please. You're scaring me." You sat up. "Please, put mommy on the phone."

The escalation of your niece's cries sparked through your phone. "Daddy is crying because he says that mommy is not coming back. She's never coming back."

Part 3 and Part 4 are out on my Patreon for FREE!

[emmyrosee]

hi emmy! congrats on the milestone!! (im sorry for being late 😔) u deserve so much more love <3!! i feel rlly proud for u, even tho i started following u not long ago :) i can feel u being sincere with everybody which is rlly cool! :D and i wanted to do 27 from your prompt list and 4 from the second list on hugs w/ tsukki :) i hope u have a great day and stay healthy and take care!! -anon :)

YOURE SO SWEET, THANK YOU FOR YOUR KIND WORDS 🥺💖

Honestly I want this to be a place where anyone feels welcome to poke around, so to kinda hear that you get that vibe really does mean the most. ALSOO my first Tsukki piece!! Hope I didn’t do him dirty!!

27 “I swear, I’m not scared”

4 Hugs “Comforting”

—

“Are you sure-”

“Yup. I am perfectly fine with this circumstance.”

Despite your quivering words and tense shoulders, your eyes never leave the screen. Seems to be mistake, as instantly, the monster portrayed in the film hides just in the background, barely in sight. Kei rolls his eyes while yours absolutely refuse to leave the monster that lingers without being noticed by the protagonists.

Next to you, an equally scared but exponentially enthralled Yachi, on the floor are the other three third years who shout at the stupidity of the characters on screen.

Movie nights have always been a tradition, especially on Halloween; like hell you were going to disrupt the fun.

Not like you were scared or anything.

“If you’re scared, I can ask Tadashi to-”

“I swear, I’m not scared,” you hiss. Your body betrays you, as your finger nails dig at your cuticles, anxiously scanning for the monster the movie finally has panned away from.

“But what if it’s real?” Hinata says, popping some gummy bears in his mouth. 

“What if what’s real?” Kageyama asks back.

“Like, what if you were killed in any rage? Do you think you would come back as one of those?” Hinata’s finger nudges at the screen, referring to the horrors as if they’re not fake.

“You keep talking and I’m gonna kill you in a fit of rage,” Kageyama snaps, and a few feet away, Tadashi snickers.

“If I come back as one of those demons, I’m gonna haunt you so bad!”

Next to him, Kei hears you whimper, and he lets out a snarl at the idea of the others making you afraid.

“That’s enough,” Kei finally snaps. “Shut the hell up, or we’re leaving.”

“What’s the matter?” Hinata teases. “You scaaaared we’re gonna haunt you?”

You look away, embarrassed. If looks could kill, Hinata would be buried by Kei’s.

“You already haunt my everyday life, that’s horrific enough.”

Finally, a quiet falls back over the group, engrossed in the rising tension. You look like you’re completely settled in rigor mortis, and you look so scared he thinks you could puke straight onto Yamaguchi’s rug.

With a deep inhale through his nose, sucking up his pride, Kei wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer to his side. You make a small, confused noise at the sudden affection, and he noses at your hairline.

“Kei? What’re you-”

“I’m scared,” he says simply, though there’s a total calm in his voice. He conceals you slightly in his frame, the flashing on screen dimmed in his hoodie fabric. “Hate this shit, but I know you want to finish it, so I’m just gonna... hold you.”

An overly wordy, but extremely soothing “I know your stubborn ass doesn’t want to leave, so I’ll keep your cover.”

You blink, surprised at the gentleness in his voice, but you decide to curl against him adoringly, melting in the comforting embrace, the friends scattered around you two being none the wiser to the chatter between you both.

You press an soft kiss to his jawline, feeling immensely better in the bulk of his arms. Your eyes gently flutter close and you take selfish inhales of his scent, mumbling a soft “thank you,” into the meat of his bicep. He nods and settles back down for his own physical comfort, the whole group gasping out as another scare plagues the air surrounding you both.

The scare fades, and you feel your breathing even out as you rest against your boyfriend, mind at ease and-

“Ohhhhh, I get it! Tsukishima wasn’t scared, but-”

There’s a sudden thump and a pained whine from Hinata, quickly then followed by “don’t kick me, Suckishima!” Your laughter gets muffled in the hoodie, mingled only with the other laughter from the other boy, Yachi quickly asking if the middle blocker was okay.

Definitely a tradition.

[asterroses]

offers u some binkys in costumes<3

ohhh hes got costumes 🥹🥹 hes so CUTE

[abiiors]

im back again!

could u try to do a thing where reader tries to attempt the gaslighting thing from tiktok on matty

- esp with the like "do you ever wish you were tall" or "have you ever thought of trying to make actual music", or something like that

maybe even confuse him abt if u actually are a thing or not to the point he gets extremely jealous n clingy

Look at him!!! He’s so soft and pretty, how am I supposed to be mean to him? 😭😭 But for you, I’m going to give this a try…

I hope you like it ❤️

Grouch

Can I come over later?

His text from a few hours ago is still fresh in your mind. The excitement about him coming over has since doubled, tripled because you have a plan forming in your head. 

An evil plan brewing more like…

You can’t help but laugh giddily as you put on your nicest dress possible, as you scour Pinterest for the best “sultry makeup inspo”. You can’t help but laugh as the doorbell rings. 

This has to be strategically executed, it absolutely needs to be perfect. You have to greet him exactly like usual, with a smile and a kiss.

He raises an eyebrow when he comes in, eyes you from head to toe appreciatively and then pulls you in for another kiss. 

‘You look gorgeous, baby…’

You blush, shyly say a thank you, but the confused look on his face is back. 

‘I thought we were just going to stay in today?’

‘Well…yea, we are. I just thought I’d go out with Nick after you’ve left?’ You deserve an Oscar for the performance you’ve been putting on so far or at least an Emmy. 

His eyes narrow at the mention of another man’s name. ‘Who’s Nick?’ he tries to be all cool and nonchalant but you can already see the cogs of his brain working overtime trying to place that name. 

Nothing’s going to occur to him, however. Because Nick isn’t a real person, he’s only a prompt for this prank. You let him mull that over in his head for a bit as you make your way to the kitchen. It doesn’t escape your notice how he follows you like a puppy. 

‘Oh, Nick?’ you try to look at him through innocent doe eyes.

‘Yea, do I know him?’

‘Oh well, I don’t know. He runs that bakery in town, remember? I always talk about how much I love their brownies,’ you prod on. Even sigh wistfully for dramatic effect. 

Matty, however, looks like he’s swallowed sour milk. 

‘And what are you doing with him?’ 

You shrug in response, turn around to grab some mugs from the shelf. You even make sure to stand on your toes to grab them from the highest shelf. It wouldn’t hurt if he sees how good your ass looks in these jeans…

‘He said the bakery was going to be closed today,’ you fiddle with the mugs, try to find the right ones, stall time so you won’t have to look at him during this part. ‘I asked him if he could teach me how to bake, so that’s what we’re doing today.’

You turn back to him and smile cheerfully. 

‘So is he teaching a class?’ he asks hopefully, ‘like with multiple other people?’

‘Oh, no,’ you smile excitedly, ‘this is a special one-on-one.’

‘A special one-on-one?’ his jaw hangs open slightly as if he can’t believe what you’re trying to imply. For a moment you wonder if you’re going too far but this is just starting to get funny.

You click your tongue, ‘you know what I mean…’

There’s a beat of silence when you’re both silent. He’s trying to figure out what to say and you’re trying to hold the laughter in.

‘Baby, I could teach you how to bake,’ he grumbles, ‘Fuck, youtube could teach you that.’

‘Yea but he’s a professional,’ you laugh and press a chaste little kiss to his cheek. ‘Besides, do you even know how to make brownies?’

‘It’s not like it’s rocket science,’ he rolls his eyes. ‘And what’s so good about this guy anyway?’ 

‘He’s French,’ you answer as if that explains everything. Matty can make of that whatever he wants to.

You turn around, put the kettle on and start walking away to get some snacks but he’s not about to let you… Not so fast.

In one smooth movement, he hooks two fingers in the back pocket of your jeans and pulls you flush against his chest.

‘I don’t know what you’re trying to pull but you didn’t seriously think you were going to a special session with this dickhead, did you?’

The possessiveness in his voice sends shivers down your spine and makes your mouth go dry. 

‘Especially not looking like that.’

His mouth hovers just above your ear and you know he felt that shiver just now. 

‘No?’ you try to sound confused but it just comes out breathy.

‘Yea, no French asshole is about to get one-on-one time with my girl,’ he declares. And just like that he’s back to being annoyed and huffy.

Your already-weakening resolve breaks instantly as you turn to hide your face in his chest and burst out into a fit of giggles. 

‘Oh god, you really…you really fell for it,’ you try to get the words out between giggles and he frowns. 

‘What do you mean?’

‘You,’ you jab a finger in his chest, ‘Matty Healy who is almost chronically online doesn’t know what a TikTok trend is?’

You look at his face, see him go through all five phases of grief at once. You can feel the tears running down your cheeks, smudging your eye makeup but his face is just too funny. 

‘You’re an asshole,’ he mutters but holds onto your waist just as tightly 

‘Grouch,’ you tease as you stand on your toes once again and start peppering kisses all over his face. ‘Would it help if I say the clothes and the makeup are for you?’

‘Whatever,’ he rolls his eyes, looks at a random spot on the wall but he hasn’t exactly pulled away from you. If anything, he’s leaning into them. 

‘And would it help if I say Nick’s not a real person?’

‘He’s not?’ Of course, that piques his interest but he’s quick to put the annoyed mask back in place, ‘I mean, yea sure. Why do I care?’

‘You really don’t care?’ you pout, press a feathery kiss on his jaw. To his credit, he manages not to close his eyes and sigh at the kiss. 

‘Are you mad at me?’ you look at him through your eyelashes and even make your lip wobble for the added effect. 

That’s the trick that does it. He stops focusing on the wall and looks back at you again. 

‘This is so unfair!’ he grumbles. ‘I can’t even stay mad at you.’