#thank you for being here and ty to those who sent those cute anon asks

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Ottessa Moshfegh, my Year of Rest and Relaxation

Susan Sontag from " I, etcetera ".

[savoies]

say it first - braden schneider.

summary: two people loving each other but being afraid to say it.

word count: 1.1k

warnings: bad words, hints of angst, small mentions of sex.

a/n: let me just let you know that after this there are like two more friends to lovers fics i have written. anyways, i hope you enjoy and thank you to my wifey @bowenbyram for the title help. also for the anon who requested the ice skating blurb. (:

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Braden Schneider, the boy who you were so deeply in love with. But your relationship with him was strictly flirtatious. It had been that way since you met him. Him instantly throwing you a flirty comment and since then it was one flirty comment here and one flirty answer there.  So after realizing that your friendship was purely flirting and no more you decided to get over your little crush that was way more than a crush.

Everyone was sitting around lazily  at your friend's apartment, having nothing better to do on a Saturday afternoon. No one really speaking to each other and looking at their phones until Braden spoke up.

"Y/N my hand feels heavy, can I place it on your ass?" Braden said trying to stifle a laugh as those around him did too.

"B you're basically already laying on my ass." You rolled your eyes at his dumb attempt at a pick up line. "Braden you have something on your face here." You told him pointing to the corner of his lip.

"What where, What is it?"

"Just some cuteness right here." You giggled. Your friends around you gagged at the obvious sexual tension oozing from both of you.

Today you had a date with a dude that lived a few doors from you so as 6pm rolled around you got ready to leave. (but of course not before telling Braden one more pick up line.)

"Schneider, that shirt looks good on you, as a matter of fact I would too." All your friends said oohs and ahhs as you stood up. 

"Ok I think that is enough flirting." 

"Get a room."

Braden's eyes just widened as he quickly composed himself. 

"Ok I am out." You spoke up. Everyone looked at you confused since Braden was your ride.

"Where are you going?" Your friend asked you.

"I'm going on a date with Ty." You replied.

"Wait Ty who smells like maple syrup Ty?" Braden questioned. "Maybe that's not the best idea." he whispered the last part so only you could hear.

"And why not? He's sweet and I like him." Y/N you replied. He always did this. He got defensive when some guy would get close but he would never do anything about it.

"You told me last week that he was annoying, I just dont think he's good enough for you." Braden exasperated. Your friends occupying themselves and trying to ignore the hushed whispers between you two.

"Ok Braden I love you and you're one of my best friends but you can't tell me who to date because keyword we are just friends."  At the word friends Braden felt his smile fade. Maybe you went too far but you were mad that he was telling you not to go. I mean getting out was good for you. It's what you needed.

The thing with Braden and you was that no matter how big the fight you would always make up. 

The same thing happened after your date. You missed him and as one of your yearly traditions approached you decided to break the childish silent treatment between you two.

You decided that a simple pick up line would do. 'Would you mind if I give you a kiss right now?'

As Braden read your message he slightly freaked. Before clearing his mind and thinking of a witty reply you sent another text. 'It's a joke B, I can already imagine you tensing up. But I did catch your attention right?'

'Haha very funny Y/N' he replied as you sent back a simple come over text.

He knew what today was. He thought that maybe after your last conversation you would pretend to forget. But a small smile appeared on his face, happy that you didn't.

It was your yearly ice skating tradition. Something that started the first year you met. Whenever the ice rink would open you would go the second Wednesday of the month.

And fast forward that is where you stood as you tried to tie your skates as Braden stood on the far left corner waiting for you.

"Ok just because you play hockey does not mean that you can show off with tying your skates fast." You spoke up.  You hated asking for help but honestly it was quite difficult when your fingers felt numb because of the cold.

Braden's soft laugh reached your ears as he walked to you and helped you tie them.

"Well if Cinderella needed help then she should've asked her prince." He spoke up and your cheeks warmed up.

"What no flirty comeback." His eyebrows rose.

"Hold up, i'm thinking. I'll give you a flirty comeback alright." You smiled softly at him glad that everything about your conversation earlier in the week was being forgotten.

As you skated (or at least tried to) Braden laughed as you tried to catch up to him. "Hey B my hands feel cold. Can I put them in your pants to warm up?" You spoke sort of loudly as some moms looked over at you with an odd look and a blush rose of Braden's cheeks.

"Oh that's it." He said as he skated towards you and grabbed you from behind. Both of you falling, making you land on top of him.

As you hovered over him, eyes locked together as if there was no one else your eyes kept on flickering to each other's lips. Both slowly leaning in until a shout made you guys separate.

Both of you separating and attempting to get up. Laughing it off.

"Maybe we should head home, it's getting kind of cold." Braden spoke up as he stuck his hand out for you to help you stand up.

"Yeah, uhm totally." You said as you muttered a thank you and skated off.

As both of you neared your apartment building you stopped at your door.

"B, can i ask you something?" You looked up at him as he turned around to leave.

"Why didn't you want me going on that date with Ty?" As soon as the words left your mouth you wish you could've taken them back and just walked into your house.

"Well uhm I don't think I really have an explanation other than that I don't like him much." He said as he scratched his neck. Honestly you weren't sure what you were expecting. Maybe him saying that he wanted to be on that date with you.

"Oh." You spoke up. Then both of you said your goodbyes and Braden walked away and you tried to open your front door.

"Brade-.."

Y/-..." 

Both of you spoke up and faced each other.

"You go first." You smiled.

"No you can go." 

"Well uhm how about the same time." Honestly you weren't sure what you were about to do.

"I love you." Three words. Three words that came out both of your mouths. And the response from both of you was a simple oh. Guess that was now out in the open.

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*Helloo can I request sub!ten and sub! Chan from straykids fics thank uuuu

Hi! I’ve found a lot of sub!Chan fanfics, so get ready for those! I didn’t put all of them here mainly because I wanted the amount of Chan fics and Ten ones to be balanced. Speaking of Ten, there sadly weren’t as many fics of him, but I still managed to find a few, so that’s great. If you want, I can find you more Chan fics and put them in another post, but I don’t want this one to be a mile long.

Also, to the other anon who sent their ask yesterday - I’m on it, don’t worry!!

sub!Ten

tease - You really wanted Ten to misbehave today so you could punish him, but he’s just being too good for you to do so.

make me - Fucking the brattiness out of Ten as he grips onto the last few pieces of control he has.

in knots - Tying up and edging Ten until he begs. 

Nimble - This one was just wild lol. There is some nice backstory in this but be prepared for a really fast change with Ten being tied up and edging himself. I really enjoyed this one!!

Pet - Having some fun with a needy Ten and a vibrating cock ring, I really liked this one ♥

sex with bratty sub!ten - A few headcanons about what a bratty sub!Ten would be like in bed.

Untitled - A few more headcanons about sub!Ten

sub!Chan

[00:00] -  A shorter oneshot about dry humping Chan and making him cum in his pants. This fic was seriously great.

[23:29] - Helping a very tired baby boy Chan destress after a long day. This one was so cute, I loved it ♥

Roommates - Degrading a usually dominant Chan into submission after he’s been annoying you for what felt like forever. This one was really really good!!

23.47 PM - A short drabble about tying Chan up with a ribbon.

Oh really? - Chan tries to act like he’s the dominant one in your relationship so you quickly show him who’s really in charge. 

[3:30 pm] - Waking up baby boy Chan to make his wet dream become reality. This one was really nice, I 100% recommend it.

Untitled - Going down on a very needy Chan with a miss kink. 

Untitled - A short drabble that was just too adorable to not add here. This doesn’t have smut in it, but you should still check it out! 

[b-rainlet]

Just want to say I love your blog. Your TUA content is lovely and I can't say what a breath of fresh air it is to find another Luther champion. The fandoms treatment of him, istg, some of the most ludacris nonsense I've ever had to read. Especially love how you point out he's ALWAYS been so sweet and selfless when it comes to Allison and her personal happiness. Anyway I saw you say you seem confident alluther will actually happen. I sure hope so, but why do you figure? The antis are so loud.

Awwwww, thank you anon, you’re so sweet! Yeah, this blog is on 24/7 loving Luther lockdown! I feel like the antis are easing up a little bit after S2 aired because most of Luther’s scenes were used as comedic relief and the faves he was clashing with (Diego and Vanya) seem to have a better relationship with him now, so it’s not as bad anymore, but I have to admit I never ever go into the main tag so I can’t be 100% sure. 

Maybe you should try looking through the ‘Luther Protection Squad’ tag to find some more like-minded people? I swear there are more of us out there!

But to come to the Alluther question: 

I know that the antis are loud and I’ve noticed that most of them have counted S2 as a win for them, talking about how Allison ‘moved on’ and how Alluther won’t happen but I disagree (and I will now launch into a rambly post about why lmao).

WARNING: CONTAINS S2 SALT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION

All of this is based on the assumption though that they will be somewhat consistent in their writing regarding Alluther and S2 taught me that that isn’t very likely, so maybe I’m completely wrong and Alluther will never ever be mentioned in S3, but based on what happened so far, I could see them as an endgame couple. 

I mean in S1 they were a pretty big plot point so I don’t think I have to say anything about that but even though the Alluther scenes have been toned down in S2 they were there. 

Let’s see what antis would say about why Alluther won’t happen: 

Allison is married

And? Allison has been married before and still mentioned comparing every man she ever loved/dated to Luther. Allison has been married and she has had a kid with another guy and still Alluther was going strong. 

Not to mention that the end of this season has made it very clear we won’t see Raymond again.

Raymond (and Sissy) are temporary love interests for this particular season and both of them cannot leave their timeline without majorly fucking things up - at least according to Five, but the whole timetravel rules can change at the drop of a hat - but more importantly, both of them had a talk with their respective lovers about wanting to stay in their timeline. 

So unless Allison will return to the 60s (which doesn’t seem likely tbh), Raymond is gone for good. 

 Raymond was her true love tho! Like Klave!

I don’t think antis actually word it like this but I’ve noticed how all of them hopped onto the Almond train immediately and keep gushing about how good and cute they are and that’s great! You can ship what you wanna ship! But I think a lot of the love for this ship has to do with how it prevents Alluther from happening. If Allison is deeply in love with this wholesome man, she can’t ever like her brother. 

But tbh….I didn’t buy Almond. For two people who are happily married they crumble and burn awfully fast. 

And tbh, I was thinking about making a post about this so I’m gonna add this rant here but I just wanna preface this with the fact that I don’t hate them and I don’t hate people who ship them, I’m just….using this opportunity to poke some hole into their relationship. 

I think it would’ve been more believable if Raymond and Allison would be in the early stages of dating while all of S2 goes down. Think about it.

They are married? After one year? I mean, as far as I know, Allison has been in the 60s for about two years - since Luther was the first one who arrived and he spent 3 years there??? But I am not fact-checking this, so correct me if I’m wrong - so she had time to get used to being there, adjust to having no voice, meet Raymond, fall in love with him and get married to him. 

And considering she could already talk again it must’ve have been a while before she started talking to/dating Raymond? I don’t think a wound like that wouldn’t take a while to heal but with this show’s consistency, maybe it did. 

I was actually hoping Allison would stay mute for a while longer but alas

So, they got married pretty fast imo, and you could argue that it’s the 60s but 

Allison isn’t from the 60s

Allison just got out of a bad marriage. There’s like, a year?? maybe?? between her first marriage and her second one and tbh, I don’t think Allison would get married again so fast, tying herself to someone again almost immediately, especially if you consider what getting married in the 60s means for a woman and her personal freedom (it’s hinted at with Sissy but not with Allison and even though Raymond was probably a good husband who let her have her freedom and her say in things - as we can see with their movement - it’s still the 60s. Women couldn’t earn their own money. They couldn’t even spend any money without having to ask their husband. They were basically property of their husband and I can’t believe Allison would immediately jump back into being married, no matter how nice and good the guy is). 

“That just means it’s true love! That’s why their marriage may seem rushed!”

Yeah true love. I also keep secrets from my true love.

I mean, I understand that Allison couldn’t start talking about time travel or Raymond would’ve started thinking she’s crazy or something - and maybe would’ve sent her to a mental institution as is his right as a husband, so good idea getting married! - but she didn’t mention stuff like “I had a child.” or “I lost my family.” either and those are vague enough to not raise questions.

I mean, she could’ve lied! She could’ve said Claire is dead, which considering the apocalypse was what they were escaping is true!

She could’ve talked about how she had a family, but they kinda lost each other - maybe talking about how they all moved away and she doesn’t know where they are now, even though she misses them terribly. 

I mean, I simply can’t believe that she had to grief for her own child all on her own and she didn’t even tell her husband (and she couldn’t even properly be sad about it since Raymond and her lived together, so she probably didn’t have many moments where she could think about the future and the things she lost without the possibility of being walked in on). 

And how much it would’ve meant if there would’ve been a scene of her crying over Claire when she thinks she’s alone, but alas.

Then there’s also the whole added drama to their relationship. Which was btw, so unnecessary.

@showwriters: Why do you establish a relationship you obviously want to be viewed as full of love and instead of letting it be the steady rock the character can lean on during all the already ongoing chaos, you add drama to it and let it fall apart as a side plot which immensely suffers from not being shown/explored enough. 

I mean, we already have relationship drama with Vanya/Sissy and that relationship feels more natural because their obstacles are outside forces and not...one of them distrusting the other. 

You know, I get why Raymond is suspicious, I totally do! I just don’t think it makes the relationship believable. 

Once again, if they would’ve been in the early stages of dating and suddenly Allison’s weird brothers appear and she seems to be in cahoots with the cops, I would also think ‘???’ and it would’ve made perfect sense for Raymond to be confused and distrustful and not want to talk to Allison. 

But they’re married. They’re married and they vowed to love each other in sickness and in health and yet Raymond immediately jumps to ‘Allison is a spy’.

The woman you love enough to marry. That’s your first thought. Okay. 

(And if you wanna compare that to Vissy...Vanya suddenly drives off in the night to meet her family and disappears for a while and she apparently did something to Harlan and now he’s behaving weirdly and has powers….and she’s talking about taking Sissy and him to the future…..and yet….Sissy trusted Vanya). 

And tbh, I was done with their whole relationship the moment Allison spent the whole night calling every single hospital, trying to find out whether her husband was in one of them - was even alive - in tears and close to breaking down because the last time she saw him they were both involved in a riot and the possibility of him being in jail or hurt is very high only to find out…..

…..he had a meeting with their group without telling her because he doesn’t trust her. 

And what? He couldn’t have called her to at least tell her he’s okay and he’s gonna stay somewhere else overnight because shady shit did just go down that they need to discuss but he wants to be alone for now? That’s the bare minimum and yet he doesn’t do that. He doesn’t even call to make sure she is okay since running away doesn’t mean she couldn’t have accidentally been dragged into a brawl and hurt. 

Once again: They are married. 

So tbh, all I got from this relationship is the feeling that Allison simply didn’t wanna be alone in this new timeline and that isn’t an explicit point against Alluther. 

Okay, but….Allison moved on! So she still won’t get with Luther!

Did she? Did she really? I don’t think so. I mean, one of the first things we get from Allison aside from ‘She’s married’ is ‘She looks at the moon so often, her husband notices and gets her a book related to that’. 

That’s one of the most blatant ways they could’ve said: ‘She misses Luther.’

And Luther only. Not the whole family, Luther. If they wanted to somehow make this platonic or familial, they wouldn’t have taken the character she is canonly interested in romantically (which she is and has been since S1, no matter what antis say). 

I mean, if they only wanted to show ‘She misses her family’ they could’ve added a scene where she listens to the kid next door playing the violin or sees a boy in schoolboy shorts or maybe mistakes someone for Diego or whatever, endless possibilities. But they didn’t. 

They made it very clear she misses Luther and I don’t think she had a scene that shows her missing any of her other siblings in such a way (which is btw paralleled by the scene where Luther mistakes someone for Allison, which is also the only scene where he’s shown thinking about one of his siblings to the point he thinks he sees them - as far as I remember). 

But that’s probably only a coincidence, right?

Then there’s them meeting for the first time. I mean, they hug and the rest of the world disappears.

They took the time to shoot/cut this scene in a way that, when Allison and Luther hug after years of not seeing each other, everyone else isn’t in the shot anymore and it’s just them. Because they tried to make this as platonic as possible. 

(In comparison, Allison and Diego don’t even hug. And Klaus and Allison do hug and it’s a happy moment but there is no romantic music and it’s more focused on them being happy to see each other and not framed as a romantic scene. I mean, I have no clue regarding things like ‘motifs’ and ‘scenery’ but just watch those two hug scenes back to back and you know what I mean). 

Then the scene proceeds and they talk and sit down and Luther mentions her marriage and Allison tries to apologize. 

Just think about that. She doesn’t outright apologize but she does try to explain why she got married by saying how hard it was and is only stopped by Luther telling her he’s glad she wasn’t alone. 

How….how can you read that as a platonic convo between brother and sister? Just replace Luther with Klaus. Why would she feel the need to explain herself and seems guilty about being married? Is it because it implies she gave up on finding her family? If so, that would be her reaction with every sibling but she is explicitly like this with Luther. She tells Klaus she’s married too, and in that scene it’s definitely a ‘siblings catching up’ moment and it’s a happy moment and she doesn’t seem apologetic about being married. 

She is with Luther. 

Because they both know that there’s something between them and has been for a long time, to the point that Allison is visibly jealous when Luther has other relationships (his one-night-stand in S1) and this is the second time Allison has turned towards another man instead of waiting for Luther. And that’s why she tries to apologize. That’s why she tries to explain that she couldn’t know whether they - whether Luther - would ever show up, so she tried her best to move on - but she didn’t really, hence the moon scene. 

(This is also the scene where Luther could’ve been angry with her - and she probably would’ve thought he’s in the right - since during the days leading up to the apocalypse it seemed like they were slowly working towards being together - even if the kiss never happened, there’s still the phone booth scene which is basically Luther confessing his feelings - and now she once again leaves him standing alone, waiting for her to possibly return to him. 

But he isn’t, he just tells her he’s glad that she wasn’t alone. Because he is the actual embodiment of a gentleman and this world doesn’t deserve him). 

And this is just what I remember from watching the season once and then not really engaging with it, I can’t understand how antis can see those scenes and come to entirely different conclusions. But I guess, you really only see what you wanna see, huh?

But, but…...Incest is disguting! Even their siblings think so!

They don’t. They really don’t. There’s a gifset on tumblr somewhere compiling the scenes in S1 that show how chill the sibs are with Alluther, but let’s disregard those and just focus on S2 since they changed up a lot from the prior season and antis seem to think S2 was them finally saying ‘No Alluther’. 

I guess there’s the hair salon scene where Vanya, Klaus and Allison talk about relationships and Klaus lightly teases Allison for liking Luther. 

Now, he mentions Allison crushing on their brother in the same sentence where he talks about Vanya and her ‘Farmfrau’ and unless I missed it, he doesn’t change his voice. He doesn’t suddenly sound completely disgusted, or like he wants to vomit or whatever people think, so either, he thinks Vissy is as ‘disgusting’ as Alluther, or, he thinks both are simply relationships his sibs are interested in pursuing and he teases them about them like a sibling may do. 

And then you have Allison’s reaction. 

She doesn’t go: ‘Oh yeah, that was gross, what was I thinking’, she doesn’t make a face or disgusted noises or what, no, she tries to defend herself and her feelings. 

Which tells us: 

Despite popular belief to disregard Allison’s say in the Alluther relationship, she wants the relationship and she is obvious enough about it their siblings know (and Klaus makes it a point to say ‘Allison is into Luther’ and not ‘Luther likes Allison and Allison tolerates it). 

Alluther is brought up while they talk about current relationships, implying Allison still feels this way (especially because the way she reacts doesn’t make it seem like it’s a long over relationship with no longer relevant feelings. But again, I watched the season once and I don’t remember everything that was said. I think this is telling enough though). 

So..tell me again how everyone thinks Alluther is disgusting?

By now anon is thinking: ‘What is the point of all this rambling?’ 

And yeah, I am sorry for going way too into detail but I just wanted to make it clear that if the writers were intend on killing Alluther off in S2 - like antis believe - then everything I just mentioned wouldn’t have happened.

(And that’s without even mentioning the cpr scene). 

Alluther did get reduced but it didn’t vanish even though they decided to completely erase other things (like Claire and Eudora who are barely or not at all mentioned or things like Kliego being very close). 

This would’ve been the best opportunity! They re-meet in the 60s and Allison is happily married and takes the time to tell Luther he should move on. Or both are single and Luther tries to ask where they’re standing and whether she would like to try with him and she goes ‘This would be a mistake’ and that’s it.

(I am making Allison the one who ends things because it would be ooc for Luther to just end the possible relationship after waiting for Allison for years and there needs to be some consistency even in the mess that was S2). 

But! This didn’t happen!

Alluther is more or less back where it was in S1. Allison isn’t in a relationship anymore and won’t get back with the guy and Luther loves her no matter what. And the cheek kiss seems to leave them both on a hopeful note of finally getting together. 

So unless they use S3 to once again redo the show, it feels like Alluther is set up to be endgame. Like, I am getting ‘star-crossed lovers’ vibes where you’re just waiting for them to finally get together - because they just belong - but things keep getting in the way.  

You could compare it Diego/Lila in that regard, I think it’s pretty obvious those two are gonna end up together too. 

I have another ask about how they could get together, where I will definitely ramble more, but this shall be it for now. I hope it was halfway consistent. (And doesn’t have too many typos, I’m too lazy to check).

Also the formatting is shit but idc, I spent like two hours on this

[myhockeyworld87]

Choices - Tyler Seguin/Jamie Benn - Part 31 (finale)

Word Count: 4,052

POV: Reader

Warnings: Language, Smut, NSFW, tearful goodbye (at least for me)

Notes: Wow where do I even begin. When I started this series, never in a million years, did I believe we’d be 31 parts into it. I honestly thought, people would think it was a stupid idea. But you came out and embraced it and I love you all for it. I know I’ve been discouraged in the end, but this was honestly a ton of fun for me. It got me talking to more of you on here, which I absolutely love and hope it doesn’t stop. Even if you didn’t message me and sent in anon with your theories and your passions about who should be picked; I loved interacting with you guys as well. (So KEEP it up) I’m going to miss our weekly little voting sessions, so feel free to pop in and just send me an A, B or C sometime. I’ll know what you mean. You guys are the best for staying on this wild and crazy journey and I hope this last part doesn’t disappoint. With that peace, love and hugs all! Happy Reading!

Choices Masterlist

You were still trying to process that one of the babies you were carrying was Jamie's and the other was Tyler's. This seriously couldn't be happening. What were you suppose to do now, flip a coin and go with the decision it made? As ridiculous as the notion sounded, it had some appeal. It would take all the choices out of your hands and there would be no one to blame but George Washington and whatever state was on the back. Which at the moment sounded a lot better than hurting either man's heart.

You looked at Jamie, who was gazing back at you with that intense stare of his; which had you looking over at Tyler, who just gave you those puppy dog eyes. Both men were sitting on the bed, one on either side of you; waiting for you to say something, anything at all really, yet words seemed to fail you. The only thing echoing through your brain was that you didn't think you could do this, and maybe that was the truest statement you could make. "Look (Y/N), we don't have to talk about this now, especially after…" Jamie's voice trailed off as he motioned to the bathroom, where you'd just been hurling your guts out at the thought of having to choose between the two of them.

"Yeah, why don't you rest," Tyler added.

"It won't matter if I lay here for hours or days. It'll still be the same. I don't know how to pick one of you."

"Then don't." It was Tyler's voice and he shocked you with his words. "Date us both (Y/N)."

"Umm…I believe I already tried that and this," you motioned to your ever-expanding belly. "Is what happened. I'm pregnant and somehow both of you are the father."

"Yeah, but it was different then. We were hiding things from Jamie because we thought he would lose his memory more if he knew." Jamie glared at Tyler, feeling that he was just bringing up the fact he'd lied to you as a way to get in your good graces. "This time it would be different. Everything is out in the open; it's a fair playing field for both of us."

"Everything is out?" you asked both men and they nodded their heads. Thank god there were no more lies.

"This could work," Jamie agreed, and you just stared at him in disbelief. "I mean both of us could take you out on real dates. Show you exactly what life would be like with each of us."

"And where am I suppose to live? With you? Because I have a feeling that's going to be extremely awkward if I decide to stay with Tyler for a night or vice versa."

"So, live with both of us," Tyler said as if that was the most natural solution in the world. "We'll figure out a schedule, one that works for all of us. This way I can show you...."

"We," Jamie butted in.

"Ok, WE can show you, how well we can work this out. I mean no matter what when these kids are born, we're going to be shuffling back and forth. We'll just be doing that a little early." As weird as it seemed, it sort of made sense. Not that this was an ideal solution, but maybe it would help give you some clarity.

"And if I agree to this, you two are still going to get along?" You needed them to at least be civil to each other, if not for your sake then for the babies.

"Yes," They both answered simultaneously. The rest of the night was spent figuring out when you would be staying with each guy. There were several weeks left in the season and then playoffs would be happening so it would definitely get a lot trickier, but you all agreed upon something that would work best for all of you.

Jamie and Tyler moved half of your stuff over to Tyler's house the following day and that night you stayed there since you'd been with Jamie for the majority of the time. Tyler was attentive and loving like he always was around you. You found that without Jamie around you laughed a lot more with Tyler. It was hard not to recall all the times you'd spent together and how much you loved him with your whole heart, back when times were so much simpler.

Two whole days passed before you saw Jamie again, and how you went from putting Tyler out of your mind and making Jamie the center of attention you'll never know, but it happened. There were cuddles on the couch, and making dinner together that just made being with Jamie so easy, and like your time with Tyler; you were reminded how much Jamie had healed your broken heart and made you love again.

Weeks went by like this, of course, there were dates; one more extravagant than the other. Dinners out at exclusive restaurants with Jamie, where you knew he had to pull strings to get the two of you in. A late-night picnic in the park with Tyler, where you had your own private fireworks display, had to be another highlight. There were quiet moments too, like when Tyler took you to a baby store and had you pick out not just one crib but two for the nursery he was doing in his home. It really showed you that he was going to love both children despite one not being biologically his. Of course, Jamie had bought cute little Dallas Star onesies and stuffed animals for both children as well.

There were also nights where you were glad the morning sickness of the first trimester was over, as the hormones started to kick in. You'd see Jamie standing at the kitchen island, making a smoothie and for some reason, the sight just turned you on. He'd see that look in your eye and the next thing you knew, you were naked and he was ravishing you. It was the same with Tyler. The man was always running around shirtless as if he knew that his abs and tattoos made you wet the instant that you saw them. You always ended up in bed or on the couch with his mouth making you fall apart before he was buried deep inside you. In the end, you were still in the same boat, in love with two men, both of whom were proving they would be the best husband and dads you could ask for.

Then one night you were sitting there on the couch, just watching tv with Jamie like you did so many nights. Your back was pressed up against his chest and he was just resting his hands on your belly when one of the twins decided to move. Of course, they'd been fluttering around before, but this, this was a full-on kick. "Oh my god, did you just feel that Ty?" You asked, pressing his hand to where the babe was still moving. You turned around and looked at his face wanting to see his expression and that's where you realized your mistake. You'd called Jamie, Tyler, and you weren't sure that it was an error or if you just wanted to share this moment with Tyler and not Jamie. The hurt in his eyes tore at you. "I didn't…"

"Yes, you did (Y/N) and it's ok." A tear slid down your cheek. "I said I'd respect whatever decision you made and it seems as if you have."

"But Jamie…" you tried again for you didn't want him to feel this way, but somewhere in the back of your mind, you knew it was always going to be Tyler. He was your first love, the one you always thought you were going to spend the rest of your life with. The one that you thought about having a house with a white picket fence and the one you wanted to have babies with, and despite all that he'd done; you still wanted all that. You hated yourself for it, for you knew that this was killing Jamie and the last thing you ever wanted to do was hurt this gentle giant of a man. "I'm sorry," you finally managed to whisper out.

"I am too," and he moved so that you were sitting upright, his arms and his warmth no longer surrounding you.

"Things won't change Jame, you'll still be one of these guys' father. We'll still spend time together." You weren't sure if you were saying the words to make him feel better or yourself.

"Yeah I know," and he masked his feelings putting on that stoic look he wore so often when the team would lose.

"I still love you, Jame." You could tell the statement seemed hollow, but it was the truth. You'd always love Jamie. He was the father of one of your children and had Tyler not been back in the picture you'd probably be with Jamie until your last breath on this earth. But Tyler was here, and your heart just beat a little faster when he was around, and he made you feel…well he made you feel whole again. As if while you were apart all that time you were only a shell of a person, and being with him completed you.

"I love you too, (Y/N). I always will." His hand scrubbed over his face, and he finally got the courage to look over at you. "Go to him. I'll be fine."

"But Jame…"

"It's ok (Y/N). If it were me, I'd want to know."

You wanted to ask him if he was sure, but then you could tell he needed some time alone; some time to process everything. Hell, you could use that yourself, for you hadn't known that this was your decision until moments ago. Standing, you looked down at Jamie again and he reached out, to pull you close; his head resting on your belly. "Hey little one, I'm still here and Daddy will be here when your born and every day after that ok?" He kissed your stomach and sob ripped out of your mouth. You hated that you were doing this to him. "Daddy loves you."

"Jamie, I swear to god…" He looked up at you tears in his eyes and you lost it. You started second-guessing your decision.

"I know (Y/N)," he choked out. "I know you won't cut me out of his or her life. Now go ok."

"But…"

"No buts. I need to be alone." You bent down and kissed his forehead, not trusting yourself to do anything more, then grabbed your purse and headed for the door. As soon as it closed you heard the crash of glass shattering on the floor, you weren't sure what it was but it was followed by another and then another. You ran to the car, as fast as you could just so you couldn't hear the sound, crying the entire way.

The drive to Tyler was a blur. Thank god he didn't live far away, because you were pretty sure you'd never make it and would be pulled off on the side of the road for god knows how long. The house was dark except for a light on in the bedroom, when you walked in. "(Y/N) is that you?" you heard Tyler's voice ask.

"Yeah," you mumbled out weakly and in an instant, he was in front of you.

"Jesus, what's wrong?" You started to crumble to your feet sobbing even harder than when you left Jamie's, but Tyler scooped you up before you hit the floor carrying you into the bedroom. "Is it the babies? Are you ok?" Somehow you managed to nod your head letting him know that you and the babies were both ok. "Just breathe babe." He took a deep breath in and you followed his lead. "That's it." You finally calmed down after several minutes. "Think you wanna talk about it now? Did you and Jamie have a fight?"

"No," you answered, wishing that Jamie would've yelled or screamed at you, instead of just simply letting you go and be with Tyler. "The baby…or babies kicked."

"Really?" There was a hint of awe in his voice and his hands immediately latched onto your belly expecting it to happen again.

"They aren't right now." Though he didn't move his hands.

"Ok, and you're sad about this because."

"Well because I realized I'm in love with you?" Tyler stared at you in disbelief. "Like only you." You clarified just in case he didn't understand, but a slow grin started to appear on his face.

"Are you saying you chose me?"

"Yeah," and a small smile appeared on your face, while Tyler's just got wider.

"How? When? Why?" So many questions you didn't even know where to begin. "You know what it doesn't matter. I'm just so fucking happy right now." His lips landed on yours kissing you hard but at the same time pouring all his love into it. "You won't regret this (Y/N). I promise you I'm never going to give you a reason to doubt my love for you and our children."

"I know, Ty." Suddenly, the sadness of moments ago started to lift, and you saw everything that you'd imagine coming true. You could picture the two of you bringing the babies home to this house, putting them in their cribs at night to sleep, Tyler playing with them in the pool. There were so many hopes and dreams you had, and now they felt like they were all coming true.

"I love you so much (Y/N)." Tyler breathed out.

"I love you too Ty." His lips were back on yours, his tongue searching and exploring your mouth. He tasted like home, and now as the tears slid down; they were ones of happiness. His hands roamed up and down your body, and he grabbed the edges of your shirt, starting to pull it off of you. He made you feel like a goddess instead of someone pregnant, as he fondled your breasts. His mouth sucking on your nipples through the lace. Slowly, he slid the straps down until he unhooked it in the back, tossing the garment onto the floor. Your nipples were so sensitive, and you were crying out with pleasure as he tweaked and pinched each breast.

Tyler made his way down your body, kissing and worshipping every part until he was rolling down your leggings and panties. While he'd done this to you thousands of times, this one just felt more intimate; almost as if it was the first time. The first lick had you moaning and running your hands through his hair. It spurred him on and he dove into your pussy with more enthusiasm. His tongue flicking across your clit as he scissored two fingers in you. Your back arched into him. "Yes, Tyler, yes." The orgasm started to build from deep within you, as you felt your legs tremble. When he sucked on your clit, you were done for. Grinding down on his face with wild abandonment. He milked your through your orgasm, then grinned up at you; your juices all over his face.

He made his way up to your body, so he could kiss your lips. The taste of yourself and him was a heady combination and brought your spent body back to life. Your legs wrapped around his hips, as he slid into you so easily. "I've waited so long for you to be mine (Y/N)." He breathed out. "Only mine." He slowly moved in and out of you. "Tell me your mine (Y/N)."

"I'm yours, Ty. I'll always be yours." His cock worked faster, thrusting in and out. He scooped you up drawing your closer to him so that there was no space between your bodies.

"I love you," Tyler panted out, before hitting that certain spot inside you with his cock and your climax hit you with a force that had he not been holding you so close, you would've done nothing but lay there shaking. He thrust sloppily into you a few more times before spending inside you. It took all his energy, but he laid you gently down on the bed before dropping to his side, pulling you with him.

"I love you, Ty." You whispered as you softly ran your hands through his hair and down his cheek.

He kissed the palm of your hand, sending shivers down your body. "I can't tell you how happy I am. I love you so damn much." There were tears in his eyes, and you could feel yours growing wet as well. "I'm going to be the best damn dad to our children; I promise you (Y/N)." You knew he would, there was never a doubt in your mind about that.

The rest of the night you spent making love to Tyler. It was like you were floating on a cloud you were so happy and things continued that way for the next couple weeks. You moved all your stuff into Tyler's house, well your house now. It was hard seeing Jamie, as you could still see the hurt in his eyes, but you still included him in all your appointments as you wanted him to be involved in his child's life.

Somehow, you'd made it to the thirty-four-week mark, and the doctor had insisted that you have ultrasounds every week to make sure everything was fine with the twins. You'd told Tyler that you'd meet him at the practice arena so the three of you, Jamie included, could all go together. You were standing off to the side, watching the guys practice when it happened. The puck came flying out of nowhere. You had no time to react before it hit you square in the forehead and you fell to the ground, the world outside going black around you.

You had no idea how long you were out, but the smell of ammonia filled your nostrils and brought you back to the world around you. "What the…"

"Oh my god, (Y/N) are you ok?" Tyler stood over you, dressed in his practice gear, his helmet off his head, and a worried expression on his face.

"I…" and then you felt it, wetness around your lower body. Had your water broken? Were the twins ok? Panic started to set in, and you tried to breathe but couldn't.

"Somebody get Jamie," Tyler said as he focused on your face. "Just breathe (Y/N) it's ok."

You looked off to the side as Jamie, knelt down beside you. "What the hell happened?"

"She got hit in the head with the puck. I think we need to get her to the hospital." You saw Jamie start to nod and vaguely heard him call for the trainer.

You weren't sure you were in labor, as your stomach didn't cramp and it didn't feel like there were any contractions. You placed your hands on your belly hoping the babies were ok, but there wasn't a belly there. "The babies?" you muttered and you saw Jamie and Tyler exchange curious glances.

"Is there something we should know?" Jamie asked and you could hear someone running behind you. The noise getting louder until a form plopped down at your head.

Jamie Oleksiak's face came into view, concern etched all over his face. "Sweetie are you ok?" And you blinked rapidly trying to comprehend what was going on. Why was Big Rig calling you pet names, and why was your belly not swollen with your children inside of you?

"I…" you tried to sit up, but your head hurt like hell.

"Easy, (Y/N). That puck hit you really hard. You were out quite a while." Tyler said and Big Rig went to help you up. Memories started to come back to you, the moment he touched your skin. The feel of his calloused fingers on you as he lazily caressed your skin after making love. The way you'd call him Jamieson when you wanted to get his attention and J when you were being playful with him. Then it came rushing back, the two of you on the beach in Hawaii, Oleksiak down on one knee asking you to marry him. Your eyes shot down to your hand, and though you had to focus a little bit at first, there it was the engagement ring he'd placed on your finger.

The whole thing with Tyler and Jamie Benn had been a figment of your imagination, caused by the hit you assumed. All you knew for sure, was that you definitely weren't pregnant and that your head hurt like a son of a bitch. "Let's get you back to the locker room and have one of the doctor's check you out." Your true fiancé told you. He lifted you easily and carried your back, the other men following. He placed you on a table in the training room and the team doctor came in.

"Why don't you guys give me a moment and let me check her out." Jamieson was reluctant, but he kissed your hand and headed off to change out of your gear. "Now, how are you feeling (Y/N)."

"My head hurts and I had a bit of double vision, but that seems to be going away." He shined a tiny flashlight in your eyes and you pulled back, the light making the pounding in your brain triple. He performed a bunch of other tests on you as well.

"Well, you definitely have a concussion. I don't think we need to take you to the hospital or anything, just have Rig monitor you tonight. I want you to rest, avoid mentally strenuous activities, and keep away from the computer and your phone as well. You'll find it easier to just lay down someplace dark too. So any questions for me?"

"I feel really disoriented," and you tried to explain that a little better considering you thought disorientation was probably a common symptom of concussions. "Like I had the weirdest dream that felt so real."

"Yeah, that's pretty common with people that experience a head injury as you have. Almost as if you were in some sort of alternate reality." That's exactly what it felt like; one where you had been in love with two people who weren't your fiancé. "Rest and things will usually sort itself out. I'll have Jamie come take you home."

You were still processing things when all three guys came in. "Sweetie are you ok?" J was whispering as he knew loud noises would probably bother you.

"My head is throbbing, but I'll live."

"I'm so sorry (Y/N)," Tyler said by way of apology. "I had no clue that shot was going to ricochet like that. "

"It's not your fault," you told him. "I should've been paying attention."

"No it's my fault," Chubbs said. "I was still trying to get you to answer the question you avoided last night." You looked at him curiously for you couldn't even remember what happened last night. "Oh, things still must be a little fuzzy."

Tyler jumped in then, "It wasn't a fair question, because she's never kissed either one of us."

Your big bear of a fiancé had his arms wrapped around, as he added. "More like I'd beat the shit out of either of you for trying as well." Things started to come back to you. You'd all been at Tyler's playing a stupid board game, some random girl had brought. The game was obviously meant to get into Tyler's pants and you still weren't sure how it had shifted to the question about which guy you thought was the better kiss Tyler or Jamie. It was must have triggered your wild and absurd dream. "Come on, babe, let's get you home and rest."

"Feel better (Y/N)," The captain added as Jamie helped you to your feet and out the door.

"But really (Y/N) who would you pick me or Benn?" The glare that Big Rig sent would've sent another man running, but not Tyler.

You turned and looked at him. "How could I pick one of you, when this guy right here is the only for me."

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Ending Notes: Please don’t hate me for the way it ends...haha This was my plan all along. I know some of you saw something like this coming or thought that it would be a nice little twist. I just had to throw one more surprise in the end. Also votes were 18 for Tyler and 16 for Jamie and 2 for her not picking anyone. 

[mrs-langley]

Testing the waters

BYRON LANGLEY IMAGINE

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Request:  anon-  Can you do an imagine where the reader and byron have a little argument and it ends up all cute and stuff? Thank you😍❤️

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Anon - hey love, can we do something with y/n being a huge science nerd and just cute rambles to byron about class and stuff? ty <3

A/N: these requests worked so well in this and idk why???

Words: 2269 - aye

Warnings: mentions of alcohol  

“Well hurry up before they hear us!” I whisper shouted from the door of Joe’s apartment. Him, Jack and Caspar were filming so Byron decided it was safe for him and I to go out for lunch and spend some time together as we hadn’t told anyone there was something happening between us yet.

“I’m coming, let me just get my shoe on.” He chuckled. “okay,” he announced and stretched out his leg, ‘’come on, let’s go.” He stood up from the stairs and pulled me from the door causing it to close behind us. “How are you?” He smirked and pressed a warm kiss to my temple.

“Good, I got an A for that essay I wrote.” I smiled as I filled him in on all my news.

“And you thought you were going to do badly.” He groaned as he rolled his eyes making me giggle and hug his side. “What do you want to do?” He sighed once we had finished sharing our news with each other ,when we got out the elevator.

“I thought we were just gonna go to my place?” I frowned and took his hand in mine as we stood outside Joe’s flat block contemplating which way to go.

“Mm, I feel like doing something different.” He hummed and tugged me the opposite direction from my flat.

“That sounds a bit dangerous but okay,” I giggled and leaned into him again, “we can go to that place down the street, you know, the one with that pasta? What is it called again?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.” He said smugly and draped an arm around my shoulder.

“I can’t remember the name, but you’ll know it when you see it.” I giggled and directed us towards the restaurant.

“So then I told her, no, you can’t sniff the hydrochloric acid. Then she was like, then how am I supposed to know if it’s water or not then I said, and I quote, "how the hell are you getting your masters if you can’t read a fucking label.” I explained as Byron took another bite of food. “Then she sniffed it like 15 minutes after we had that discussion and she was surprised when it burnt her nose, throat and lungs?”

“I really want to come to class with you one day.” He chuckled as he wiped some pasta sauce off his face.

“No, you don’t.” I retorted before taking a bite of food. “It’s horrible, despite being in such an advanced class, I’m still surrounded by morons.” I said with a mouthful of lasagne.

He put a hand on my thigh reassuringly, “I need to make sure you’re not trying to get high off acid.” He said concerned making me laugh.

“If I promise you I’m not trying to sniff acid will you promise me you’ll never come to class, you’ll be killed either by those idiots.” I said pretending to be serious.

“Deal.” He said between hysterics, holding out his pinky he wrapped his around mine sealing his deal. “Enjoying your lunch?” He asked and squeezed my thigh.

I hummed as I swallowed my last bite, “Mhm, I got my favorite.” I said smiling and looking over at him smugly before I got distracted from someone walking into the restaurant. I choked slightly on my food when I realized it was Joe, Caspar and Jack.

“What? Oh god.” He said once he had looked up. “Please don’t see us.” He mumbled, making me chuckle.

“Am I that ugly?” I said turning slightly so they couldn’t see my face or Byron if they looked towards us.

he grinned widely, “Yeah, I can’t believe I’m even here with you geez.” He smirked and squeezed my thigh again reassuring me that he was only joking.

“I knew it, at least I only wanted you for sex, so no hard feelings?” I questioned playfully and started leaning in to kiss him when someone dropped into the booth opposite us.

“Hey guys!” A dorky South African cheered, too focused on the other two tagging along behind him rather than Byron and I’s almost-kiss.

“Hey bru,” Byron said as I sat back, a deep blush rising onto my cheeks. “I thought you guys were filming?” He questioned once the other two and settled down into the booth.

“And by your text Byron, I thought you were ‘just heading out to get milk’ even though I bought a full bottle last night.” Joe joked and settled down in between Caspar and jack.

“He was, and then I invited him to lunch.” I said quickly trying to cover up for him. “Just tagging along that’s all.”

“So you would have had lunch alone? That’s very unlike you Y/N.” Jack shot back with a cheeky smirk playing on his face.

“Why are you guys interrogating us?” I giggled and looked over at Byron who had the same baffled look washed over his face. “Byron and I are just having lunch.” I stated again hoping they would drop the topic.

“Well we’re just a little confused.” Caspar laughed causing the other two to look at each other knowingly like they knew about our whole plan.

I ignored them and started eating again, which I think threw them off. Joe cleared his throat and picked up a menu, “Can we join you though?” he sighed and looked at our half-eaten meals.

I looked over at Byron who had a smirk plastered on his face as he looked back at me, “Sure bru,” Byron chuckled and took my hand in his under the table. The boys ordered lunch and managed to prevent each other teasing Byron and I. It soon felt as if the other three had not even joined us for lunch, Byron shrugged off the fact that our closest friends were sitting just opposite us and carried on talking like we usually would with out them around. I replied cautiously, trying not to attract attention from the other three but they were all too focused on their lunch or own conversations to be fully aware of ours.

“So wanna go to Winter Wonderland Friday night?” Byron asked nonchalantly  just after he swallowed the last bite of his meal. “Just you and me.” He added.

“You are really testing the waters here Langley.” Something I only ever did call him when I was being serious, he knew he was pushing it but to be honest he did not want our relationship to be a secrete anymore.

He hated the way we had to sneak around our best friends just to get some alone time or how we had to ‘coincidentally’ meet up and to be fair there are only so many times you can ‘coincidently’ meet. I agreed with him, I hated it as much as he did. I hated that I couldn’t yell out to the whole world “Byron Langley is my boyfriend!”, because if I could I would. Even though we both wanted our feelings for each other to be known, we wanted to make sure it was serious and that we could handle the response from all the boys’ fans. At this point we just needed to be there for each other but it was getting more and more difficult to make excuses to see each other and make up reasons as to why were always being seen together.

He sighed heavily, “Maybe I want to test the waters Y/N.” the whole mood had shifted and there was a tension starting to form around us. “Don’t you?” he added bitterly.

The other three boys were starting to listen in to the conflict but Byron and I ignored them as we spat remarks at each other. “I don’t know why you’re in a bad mood with me.” I commented instead of answering his question.

“You were the one who is so concerned about them hearing us, I don’t really care if they hear me talking to you, but it’s fine, I understand if you don’t want to be associated with me.” He said and leaned back away from me.

“Don’t twist my words Byron.” I warned sternly.

“I’m not twisting your words Y/N, I’m just stating what you think of us, this.” He said gesturing between us.

I scoffed and stood up from my seat, “I’m going to go,” I said to Caspar, Joe and Jack. “Byron, when you’re ready do you want to come home so you can carry on telling me how shit I treat this relationship?”  a wave of shock and realization hit the other three sitting opposite Byron. They did not utter a word though, they did not know how to help the situation so they stayed silent as the conflict went back and forth. “So I’ll see you at home, or are you going to go sulk in your music room with a bottle of tequila and a shot glass, because that’s only going to make the situation wors-”

“Y/N call an uber for home, I’ll be there in five.” He interrupted, he was eerily monotonous which sent chills up my spine.

I was left speechless so I took my phone from the table and walked out onto the side walk as I called an uber. I watched through the restaurant’s window as he pulled out his wallet and gave Joe some money to cover the bill. I knew I took the argument too far, there was no way we were going to fix this fight easily, if I were to guess, this fight would probably get worse once we got to my place. I turned to face the road as I waited a few moments for the uber to show up. I jumped when Byron walked up beside me and sighed deeply. We remained silent until the uber pulled up in front of us, Byron stepped forward first and opened the door before stepping back and letting me get in first. He sat beside me brewing his thoughts and feelings, I didn’t dare say anything, I didn’t want to until I knew we were home. When we got to my flat block we got out and went up the elevator to my floor then down the hall to my place. No words were shared between us as we made our way to my flat.

He opened the front door and stood back holding it open for me step inside. I mumbled a thank you then walked over to the kitchen and dropped my bag onto the work top.

“What was that Y/N,” he was not shouting but his voice held a stern and disappointed tone, making it feel worse than being yelled at. I didn’t reply, I just looked down at the work top trying to think of a reasonable answer. “Why didn’t you just go home, you basically told them I’m an alcoholic and don’t tell me that I twisted your words. You make your feelings very evident Y/N and I was only saying what you were thinking.” He started getting angry again. I felt my throat tighten but I refused to let a tear fall. “You are always the one pushing me away for a hug or swatting my hand away. It’s really clear that you don’t want to be seen with me Y/N.”

“No,” I choked, tears were starting to blur my vision and I could feel my nose starting to run. “I want to be with you, I want to tell the world we’re together but it scares me. I mean I’ve seen everything Zoe and Alfie went through, it’s not always pretty Byron.” My voice strained as I tried not to cry but the tears threatened to spill at any moment.

He leaned against the kitchen work top, facing opposite me, he tugged on the ends of his hair in frustration and he let out a deep sigh. “Well isn’t that the point, to go through things together and be there for each other?” He sarcastically chuckled, “What irritates me more Y/N is that you’re trying to hide us from our friends and family too.”

That’s when the tears started to run, when I realized this could be our last conversation and that this could be the end of something beautiful. He turned away from me and walked to the window, he stared out onto the street with his back towards me. I could tell he was furious, he never turned his back to anyone unless he was trying to calm himself.

He chuckled again and stayed silent for a moment or two, “You call the shots now Y/N, say the words and I’ll leav-“

“I love you,” I said cutting him off, he turned around and stared at me. “I love you, Byron.” I said again after a moment of silence.

His face warmed as he stepped forward. He pulled me in and wrapped his arms around me. I cried into his chest, leaving wet marks on his shirt. He shushed me and pulled us toward the couch before collapsing on to it, I curled up into his lap and tried to calm my crying.

“I was scared of losing you,” I said between a sob. “I don’t want to lose you.”

He held me tighter and pressed a kiss on the top of my head, “You’re not losing me, you’ll never lose me. I’m right here, you’re okay.” I looked up at him, he brushed the hair out my face and wiped the tears of my cheeks with his T-shirt. “I love you too, Y/N/N.”