#too busy kissing and cuddling and going on ice cream dates to remember OH YEAH he was on live tv

[frecklystars]

Ahhh I’m so glad you enjoyed the Oscars performance of I’m Just Ken, I was wondering what you thought of it! This may be obvious and I’m just not picking up on it, but what were the implications you mentioned in the notes of Ken mimicking a knife stabbing him in the original performance versus shattering a glass and stabbing himself with that in the Oscars version? Did you mean that the difference is meaningful? I am interested to hear your thoughts! Apologies if it was something obvs tho lol 🐢

HI TURTLE ANON!!!! MY FRIEND TURTLE ANON!!!! HIII!!!! 👋

OHH I just meant in a literal sense that he's implying/mimicking he's stabbing himself in the chest with something pointy bc he's in THAT much pain when I went "the implications!!" hehe. this isn't the first time I phrased something in a weird way, and it shall not be my last :) sdlkfhdsfhdklsf I do want to say I like when there's that kind of thing in choreography! Mimicking you're stabbing yourself in the heart when you're emotionally wounded... ugh I eat that shit up. The Jabbawockeez (my favorite dance group) do that move all the time and it's-- UGH IT'S SO GOOD. Implying that you're so wounded from someone's words/actions that you feel as if you are physically bleeding to death from a stab wound piercing your heart is mmmmMMMYYYYY FAAAAAAVORITE!!!!!!!! 💘💘💘💘💘💘 I've actually been meaning to do Ken fanart of him stabbing himself with a glowing cupid's arrow ever since the movie was released in theaters. On opening night I was like "oh. I am drawing that at some point" and it's been, what, three quarters of a year? Haven't drawn it?!! I gotta get ON that

BUT ANYWAY AHH THAT'S MY FAVORITE PART!!!!! I like the difference between them too now that you mention it I DO wanna say something about that :3c I feel like........ Ken stabbing himself in the heart with a knife in the movie version showing how hurt he is dealing w/ his unrequited feelings/disrespect from the doll he was Made For, how it's a very slow feeling that festered within him for 60 crotchless, slutty years... his expression isn't an enraged sort of anger but it's just. bitter! he's tired and bitter and heartbroken! WAIT I made gifs hold on--

VS the Oscars version when Ken (we'll pretend it's Ken taking possession of Ryan Gosling's body for 3 minutes and 14 seconds) takes a champagne glass, is so hurt that it just feels like... an intense depression from a heartache that won't go away,,, total, utter desperation within the moment,,,,,, not something building up over time, but rather all of his resentment kind of simmers until it feels like it's breaking him, like his sadness is burning like acid eating him up from the inside out. You see all of that rage and anger put into every Ken that mimics smashing the glass on the staircase, and that anger melts into total despair when they're stabbing themselves. Taking a champagne glass, something that is not meant to cause harm, shattering it with such force until it becomes a weapon, and stabbing himself in the heart with the jagged shards -- and not even just stabbing himself with it, but the way he curls his body a little, then taking a pause, a breath -- OOGH. GOD it just!!! really accentuates his pain. Movie!Ken is in a dream ballet dance number, all of his feelings are in every move he makes. His bitterness and resentment is all in his expression as he keeps walking forward and continuing the choreography.

Since the Oscars version of this Ken is doing a performance based more on feeling (and, well, something built for live TV rather than a movie with a million camera shots and multiple takes), him sitting on the steps to pierce himself in the heart with his own champagne glass just seems so much more... what's the word i'm looking for. somber? just so utterly depressed and disconsolate... the way a movie version of just this one single line can be so different from a live TV version bc the choreography is different, the Feeling is different, the expressions and urgency within his movements are different!!!! ughhh so good!!!!!! It's my favorite part in the dance number, so seeing him not just mimic stabbing himself with a knife, but rather SHATTERING a GLASS to stab himself with the jagged shards??? UGHHH THAT WAS INCREDIBLE. That was Just For Me. I can't stop thinking about it....... I'm utterly obsessed.............

I'm really bad at phrasing things but hopefully I made SOME sense here heheh///// thank you for asking btw :D

[gummysharklover]

SECOND HAND LOVERS !

summary: ᯓ˚࿔ your relationship with schlatt used to feel perfect, but you're slowly fading from each other's lives // based off on second hand lovers by oren lavie

notes: ᯓ˚࿔ literally just angst ᯓ˚࿔ no use of y/n ᯓ˚࿔ arguments ᯓ˚࿔ slight drunk schlatt ᯓ˚࿔ lyrics in blue ! ᯓ˚࿔ not proofread!

wc: ᯓ˚࿔ 781

Conversations grow old, you and I We have not said a word in a while I'm losing my humor You're losing your smile

You remember that moment like it was yesterday. It was a warm summer night, and you found yourself at a friend of a friend's birthday party. It was a scene straight out of a movie—you locked eyes with him from across the room, and you just knew.

"Hey, I'm Schlatt," He said, extending his hand.

You introduce yourself, feeling a flutter of excitement in your stomach.

You and Schlatt spent the rest of the night talking, laughing, and stealing giddy glances.

Your relationship was perfect at first—giggling as you kissed each other, waking up entangled, cuddling on the couch as you watched a movie. He was a shoulder to cry on, a soundboard for your frustrations, and the first person to congratulate you on your achievements, no matter how small. You remember laughter at stupid jokes, ice cream dates, and homemade meals.

It's hard to pinpoint when it all changed. Maybe it was when he started working later than usual due to a promotion. Maybe it was when he stopped telling you jokes just to see your smile and hear your laugh. Or maybe it was when you accused him of cheating with a colleague. Maybe it was when the conversations started to feel forced and stale. Or maybe it was when those small, trivial fights began to escalate into full-blown arguments. All you know is the butterflies you once felt turned into pesky moths, mutating with each growing second.

Your arguments became more frequent, and you started pointing more fingers.

"You never listen!" You yell.

"You're the one who's always too busy to talk to!" Schlatt retorts defensively.

"Oh," You bitterly laugh, "I'm the one that's always too busy? When you get home, you don't even say hi to me! You put down your briefcase, take off your shoes, hang up your coat, and grab a beer! How do you expect me to talk to you when you've closed yourself off? Huh?"

The love that once felt so effortless became work, and you found that each of you sacrificed parts of your life to make the other happy, but it came with a cost. But, soon, giving up essential parts of you to compromise and accommodate became tiring, creating a gap neither of you knew how to bridge.

You used to live in a seamless dance with Schlatt—you were a well-oiled machine. But lately, it felt like you awkwardly tried to move around each other but found yourselves failing. You crashed, bumping into one another. You led separate lives, never knowing what to talk about anymore. You couldn't relate to him, nor him you.

Something about my voice Reminds you of Something I used to say You used to love

You lie in bed, facing the wall. Schlatt stumbles in, and you don't need to smell the alcohol on his breath to know he's drunk. He creates a ruckus getting ready for bed, and you feel a tear roll down your face, tickling as it crosses the bridge of your nose and trails down your cheek. Once ready for bed, he peels back the covers and lies down. "G'night, doll," He says. And the tears continue to spill; you can't remember the last time he said that.

And the night portrays us The piano plays us And the dark uncovers us And under the covers Lying second hand lovers tonight

After another silent meal, the tension is palpable as you sit on opposite sides of the couch.

"Remember how it used to be?" You ask, voice tinged with sadness. Schlatt looks at the ceiling, "Yeah, I miss those days." "I miss them too."

Those are the only words you exchanged that day.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" You ask, "Like we used to?" Schlatt looks up from his phone, "Yeah."

The frigid night air sends a shiver down your spine.

"We used to be so in love," Schlatt whispers, "What happened?" "We changed," You shrugged, "We grew, and we did it without each other." And the distance between you felt insurmountable despite walking side by side. "I miss who we were. I was so in love with you," He confesses. "We're never going to be like that again. We've outgrown each other."

And you cherish this walk, reveling in the lovely sounds of the love you once had as they bounce off the stars, hearing the nostalgic echoes of the people you once were.

You share one final "goodnight" as you lie into bed, just two second hand lovers who know they've reached their bitter end.

please reblog or comment if you enjoyed! it makes my day! <33

[asukaskerian]

monthly word count - april

TOTAL: 4 604 low but on the upside i plotted out and got started on the last chapter for cherry wine's capital arc, FUCK yes finally. X_X

POSTED: nothing new! a battlefield terra scene languishing in my files since 2017 tho.

IN PROGRESS -cherry wine - madatobiizu ABO chapter 10 (1 548 words) -bleach suburban ot4 (2 553 words) -bleach: attempt at one of my unusual inheritances prompts that swiftly died on me (503 words) (if you ever think "oh it's such an obvious plot i will remember for sure" THAT IS SATAN LYING TO YOU.)

-- cherry wine (short bcs spoilers everywhere) --

Then they were approaching the well-lit area before the hall where people milled around, and the brouhaha covered the edge of their voices, as Madara asked, "So, what did you do?"

"Mm, nothing too extreme. I merely felt regretful that I couldn't keep Yukiha-san company, so I... referred her to some."

Madara's eyebrows quirked dubiously.

"The pink kind."

"--Pfhah."

He'd done a little more than that, really. When he'd asked the Haruno girls what they thought about hatesex (in favor; spicy), and their ability to convince a very horny, grumpy, desperate kunoichi to let herself be bedded (very high; just had to challenge her superiority), he'd also asked them for the favor of their alpha brother's sweatier underclothes, to plant in her bedroom afterwards. They would have a fun couple of weeks waiting to be certain she wasn't carrying a bellyful of civilian bastards.

-- suburban ot4 --

Nelliel rolls like a beached whale, morose and defeated. Her phone keeps containing nothing of interest. 

Tier of course hasn't contacted her directly since their last in-person meeting, because she doesn't believe in chatting up ex-girlfriends. Especially because her current girlfriends are jealous and threatened somehow, even after Nelliel told them about getting knocked up by Grimmjow.

They all think she has shit taste in men, see, but they don't doubt her taste in women is more refined. 

Her only recent messages are from Grimmjow and Hime.

... Her most recent message is from Hime! Right now! Ohh, she was letting things settle a bit before she started hounding her in case the Kurosakis wanted space, but!

Hime-chan: Nel-chan, hello! Are you here?

She wants to talk! Live! Right now!

Me: yes!!!!!! :D :D :D hi! what's up?? Hime-chan: #^__^#<3 Hime-chan: oh, nothing much! I was just wondering if you're busy or maybe if you would want to go out for a walk? I was going to take kazui and go check out that new pastry shop and i thought, that's not too far from where you are and maybe you're not too tired to go? Me: YES let me get dressed. Hime-chan: but if you don't feel up to it then take care of yourself Hime-chan: !! oh, great! Give us a half hour? Me: yeeeeeeeessss ill be waiting downstairs SEE YOU SOON

"Hot date, eh?"

Nelliel gives her boyfriend the crazed stare of don't get in my way. "Oh fuck yeah. With Hime and the kid. I am going to get so many cuddles."

He laughs at her. "Want me to clear out in case you get them to come home with you for coffee while you're at it?"

"... Nah. You can stay and babysit."

Grimmjow plants his hand on top of her skull and swings her right and left, then shoves her back down onto her pillows. She yowls in protest, grabbing his wrist to haul herself back up. "Stop that, I have to shower and get dressed! I can't meet Hime if I stink!"

"But you're fine stinking for me, I see how it is." He drags her to her feet, an amused half-smirk on his face. 

"You're a gross boy, though. Hime is fresh and cute and sweet. She's not into salty."

Grimmjow smirks even wider. "Oh, she's into all sorts of crazy shit. Made me a herring and ice cream sandwich once."

"... I kinda want to figure out what exactly this means in our sexy metaphor but I'm going to be late." Nelliel leans in to give him a cheek kiss and a semi-friendly headbutt and scampers off to the bathroom. "I've got a daaaate!"

"A friendship date!"

"Guys who don't have a date don't get to piss on my parade!"

-- ichigo and sisters, odd inheritance -- fic disappeared on me and left me without notes, idk if i'll ever figure out what to do with it --

Ichigo has been eighteen all of two months when he finally manages to get 1. custody of his sisters and 2. access to his inheritance. 

It's fast. Really fast. Dad's lawyer friend was cutthroat and very prepared. 

(Even if the guy looks so dubious and scruffy--)

Ichigo has been living in a group house on his own for seven months by then, and he knows the clinic wasn't completely paid off, and he knows it's been sold on -- all their personal effects are in storage, in a truck, in the truck the lawyer friend got him and the lawyer friend's even odder friend taught him to drive and he is never going to manage to repay them--

Anyway.

"Is this it?" Karin asks, dubious. 

Karin and Yuzu are crammed together on the passenger's seat, and they peer at the actual goddamned mansion looming at the top of the hill with the exact same dubiousness Ichigo feels. It's an european style, but from a century back at least, and wasn't exactly maintained well. He's not sure why Mom hung onto it instead of selling it off, but maybe there were no buyers. There used to be a village nearby but now there's two rickety houses and some farmland, mostly woods, and the house stands on such a slope that cutting down the trees to grow anything else would be completely pointless.

On the other side of the ridge is, apparently, the sea, but about fifty meters of cliffside down. No beach access either. Sigh. Whatever.

"I'll unlock the gate!" Yuzu exclaims, and pops out of the cab, legs wobbling on landing from the drive. The rusty noise as she pushes it open is, uh. Bad.

"Home sweet home," he grumbles as he drives the car through the gate.

Making it livable is going to take so much work.

But the roof isn't leaking and the heating and water still work, and miraculously one of the wings has failed to get infected by mold. So. It will do.

--

The first night they camp together in one of the living rooms, and it's nice. (Yuzu cries openly over being reunited, Karin cries while telling her not to cry, and Ichigo somehow manages to wait until they have fallen asleep.)

They don't really know what happened to their mom's family or why she has a hugeass house fit for like ten or fifteen very antisocial people that nobody else had a claim on. The way Kurosaki Masaki spent their childhood dodging the topic like an olympic slalom medalist had been read as 'it was Bad and Ungood but now it's OVER move along hahaha'. So of course, "If one of our grandparents is haunting this dust pile and they don't wait until tomorrow to bug us, I will throw their tablet in the sea," Karin was muttering, half as a joke, before she finally laid down. 

It's five AM and Ichigo isn't laughing. 

Of course there are ghosts. Anywhere he goes there are ghosts.

[natsukitakama]

Being in relationship with Gojo Satoru would include

Author note : got nothing to say about it. I’m his personal hoe even though I’m aware about what Gege-sama said. Let’s say I can’t be saved. It’s too late for that LMAO. Anyway let me know if you enjoy this ♡ (also I changed my head canon’s page setting how does it looks ?) 

Warning : slight nsfw / me simping over a man that would definetly not give me time / also I didn’t catch up with the manga (Japan’s scan cause we’re kinda late in France) 

Update : I didn’t say it obviously I do not own that gif credit to the owner(s) 🙏🏻

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a lot of work. 

As Gege said themselves they didn’t see Gojo being faithful or interest on a relationship (still hurt btw) 

But why ?

If we look carefully we can see that his relationship with every superior are pretty densed : he is absolutely against his own cast and I won’t be surprised that he is pretty distant with his family and the member of his clan. Which mean basically they’re not so much people who are closed to him 

He didn’t allow them to be close 

Again since he tends to be pretty narcissistic and is not afraid to threat everyone that might be against him cursed or not. 

So let’s say he got couple of ennemies. 

Then I remembered his first interaction (or at least of the first he got) with Yuta. We all remember what happened to that girl he was so deeply in love, remember what Gojo said ? He actually said that in his opinion love might be the worst cursed or something like that. Meaning he is aware about how dangerous love can be. 

So here’s the thing it’s not like he is not faithful (even though he is into one night stand) but he can’t allow himself to fall himself nor will he let someone falls for him. Because they will became an easy target, they will become his worst weakness. 

Especially since he is super busy it would mean that he couldn’t be with you whenever he wants to.  

So that would explain why he is not really into relationship cause he knows it would be dangerous for him. 

Also I don’t believe he was raised with love, I’m pretty sure he wasn’t closed or never seen any act of love so he is pretty cold about it cause he is used to. 

In addition his personnality is ... well he is piece of works. So it’s not that easy to fall in love with him (I mean deeply in love not just being attracted to his physics) and it’s difficult to make him falls in love too. (It would be for another headcanon) 

But now let’s pretend you went through his childish nature and he let you get to know him and boom you’re started a relationship with him 

He is clingy asf you know that 99% of the time he is walking not giving a single shit about people think about him. That man is so confident he knows no one would dare criticize him for being a clingy or boyfriends and if they do it He would claim that they are just jealous of him. 

Even if he is super chill about everything he would never broke any of your boundary. So if you’re comfortable with him hugging you in public or giving you a deep kiss that’s fine he will keep it for later. 

But that won’t stop that little shit for teasing you. Oh no. It’s even worst if you are shy, oh god he would do anything just to see your cheeks getting red. He just loves it. It’s addictive. 

Cause let’s be real, if he actually started a relationship with you was because he was way too addicted. Your relationship probably started with some one night stand that wasn’t just one but sssh. Then you started to hang out together not dating calling that a date because you guys didn’t want to put a name on it. Then both of you started to be territorial and get upset when one of you flirted with another. It last until You and Gojo couldn’t just sleep or think without being close together. 

He is like a sweet drug you know ? Once you got a bite you can’t just stop. Same way for him as soon as you got him, you won’t be able a le to keep away. 

That also explain why he is clingy he just has to touch you, simple touch deep touch intimate touch he doesn’t care all he needs was you close to him. 

When you guys became serious (put a name on it cause you were already a couple but whatever) the man became even more noisy if that’s even possible. 

He praises you a lot not matter what job you have what passion you’re followed anything. You’re just the best S/O of the entire world. 

Also he show off a lot cause everyone thought Nanami would the first to be in a relationship with a S/O  but he failed 

And oh boy does Gojo loves that. 

He can’t help but remind EVERYONE (including his students of those coming from kyoto) that he is dating you

« Aaah can’t wait to be home I bet Y/N would make those delicious cookies of them. It’s so good to go home to find your beloved. Oh yeah you can’t know that you don’t have a S/O so sad »

You little shit 

As I previously said he tends to not be around that much because of his jobs, but that’s okay he would make it up one way or another. 

I know some people believes that he will take his S/O to the greatest restaurant, or into those luxurious places. It’s true sometimes he just find you to have a good quality time but he also wants to spoil you so it’s good way to do it. 

But most of the time I think he might be into those private date when you’re into a little cafe or having a picnic. Again I don’t think he had the chance to enjoy those private moment with his family when you’re just enjoying the people you loved in the simple way. And he just loves seeing you cook for him it stroke his ego and melt his heart. 

I heard somewhere that he might be touch starved and I agree with that postulate. I do believe he wasn’t raised with love and tenderness so that would explain why he could be so touchy-feely with people and so that’s explain why he is clingy. 

He is definetly into carrying and simple person, he is just a giant baby he loves being taken care of he wants to have your attention 24/7, that’s just who he is. When i said simple,it’s more like not superficial cause he won’t tolerate that he hates when people has the audacity to lie in front of his face or believes they can manipulate him. 

A lot of people tends to think he is stupid or easily to use because of his childish behavior and he hates that. He has a huge ego. 

So he won’t like it if you’re trying to get something from him. If you want to say something just say it. 

Even if he is huge tease he would never judge you or make fun of you (not in a mean way) so he expects you to be blunt about your feelings. If you think he is an idiot for always keeping everything for himself tell him. 

If his S/O is a civilian he might not talk about the jujutsu world at first but then when he realized he was bound to them. Like he couldn’t breath without you he would tell you the truth. 

He kiss a lot. I’m not making the rules he just kiss very easily and each of them have a meaning. Cheeks kiss is to ask you something like buying an ice cream when it’s 4AM (use it with his best puppies eyes cause the fucker knows his effects on you). Nose kiss are like morning kiss, he tends to do it a lot after sex too it’s just another way for him to say I love you but in a cute way. Head kiss is to reassure you that everything would be fine, it’s also his way to comfort you when you’re sad it’s always followed by an « everything would be fine » or « I’m here now it’s okay ». Kiss on your lips could be a way to tempt you for sex who goes along with a bite of your lips of a stroke of your hair, but his kiss on your lips could also be his way to remind you how much he loves and how much he miss you. 

But no worry he is not afraid to tell you he loves you, but he just kept those works for special moment. 

He hugs a lot. From behind when you’re cooking for him, cuddle you while watching a movie or put you against his chest so you would climb around his body like a koala 

Nest your face against his neck and he would melt right now. The feeling of your breath against his skin damn he got shivers all the time 

Time to time don’t forget to stroke his ego like cuddling him and tell him how good you feel like you feel safe. He needs time to time (also even if he might tease you a little bit, do that and you’ll get extra kiss and cuddle time)

Also he can’t say no to you. Puppy eyes are useless just took his hand and ask him slowly to do something and he would do it. 

The problem is you can’t say no to him too. Cause 1) he is super convincing when he wants to 2) because he knows you can’t say no to his pretty face especially his eyes 3) and if you’re fighting his attraction over you he would use puppy eyes on you. So either way he got what he wants. 

You guys definetly got some « sweet » dates at 4 AM : like he just woke up because he dreamt about those delicious mocchi he tastes when he first met Itadori and now all he could think about was those mocchi. So he got you at 4AM to buy and share some mocchi together. Even though you hated being woke up like this you couldn’t help but enjoy the fact that he woke you up so you could share a meal together 

It comes from nowhere but you guys have sex a lot. He is horny it’s written on his face I can’t change that. He is intoxicated he can’t help it but need to feel you clinching around his dick, bitting your lips and scratching his back as he thrust into your core. 

He daydreams a lot and 99% it’s not pure at all

He sext you a lot even during a meeting, he just took his phone and text you about how boring the meeting is and how he wish he could just ravage you in front of them so they would shut up for once. 

He is pretty open about everything when it came to sex it’s not like you can break him or anything but he loves it every time you came to him asking for something you might want to try but be afraid he won’t be agree or might hurt him.

It’s so cute that you thought you could hurt him physically 

Somehow he managed you to have sex in his office which you were kinda up to it but he also convinced you to do it on a car as soon as ljichi left for a call. He can’t help it you were just so cute so tempting looking like this by his side and well he is into semi-public sex he just don’t give up a fuck LMAO who’s gonna say yell at him anyway ? He is THE Gojo Satoru. 

Not sure if I said it before but he won’t mind dating a simple human, he is just so bitter about everything his world is a mess so it’s fine that he can’t be normal, just man hanging around the personne he loves without thinking about his position about his clan, the cursed. Just couple of hours during his day where is just your boyfriend, he cherish that. 

It doesn’t mean he won’t date an exorcist, but it might be even more difficult since he can’t help but wondering if you’re actually into him (which is hard considering his antics) or if you’re into his position. But if you managed to show him that you actually didn’t care about the whole clan, position and everything yeah he would be into you. It would be more simple cause he can be with you 24/7 or at least as much as possible, and protect you even though you don’t actually need someone to take care of you. He just has to do it. 

He spoils a lot, remember how easily he would book a restaurant for his students ? Same things it’s even worse cause sometimes during a mission he walked around a new street and it’s like « damn that’s look yummy » and after being sure nothing could harm you (especially if you’re allergic of If you a vegan or veggies) he would book a reservation and then took you on a date. 

He does that a lot, since he can’t manage to have quality time as much as he wanted he just does things like that so you can share a meal together and also because he can tease you during the whole night then teleport both of you into his house for « sport » activity. 

Also he tends to buy some many things, like he could walked in Tokyo and see a grandma selling some candle he would buy it just because it seemed aesthetic for him, and now everytime he saw something that reminds him of you he buys it. So you guys got plenty of things that you can’t throw away since Gojo linked them with a memory of you. 

Speaking of things who belongs to you, he wears your clothes and you wears his, remember how easily he wore Nobara’s skirt he is pretty skinny he can wear anything and won’t bother asking you first. Just get used to it cause he doesn’t plan on giving up. 

I do believe that a relationship with you force him to be more « mature » or at least not always acting like a child. But let’s be real he would still act like a baby you sign for this. 

In the end it’s an healthy relationship even though he tends to be flirty sometimes, he would be careful if he noticed that you’re not comfortable, or he would make sure to reminds you that he is actually in love with you, he won’t go anywhere. No matter if you’re an exorcist or not, you would still be afraid that one day he won’t comeback, so he makes sure to spoil you, love you to erase that fear. He is the strongest and doesn’t plan on leaving you soon. 

[jimlingss]

i have a request for something Taehyung! maybe taehyung christmas/holiday??? OR taehyung and the prompt "Give me attention"??? honestly i will take anything taehyung 🤩

↳ The Best Friend’s Older Brother Cliché

2.3k || 99% Fluff, 1% Angst || Kim Taehyung || Best Friend’s Older Brother!AU

Taehyung is your best friend’s older brother. 

It’s so entirely cliché that you cringe whenever you think about it, but it’s true and it happened…..you had the tiniest crush on him in high school. Okay— it was a big, fat crush. But you weren’t willing to admit it, not then and certainly not now. Mostly because it’s weird. Plus there’s the fact that it would be breaking the code of honour between besties. Sisters before misters.

The last thing you would want is to make Joy upset. 

But when you came home from college in the summer and Taehyung returned from his own studies abroad...you didn’t expect him to look like that.

“Hey, Y/N.”

“H-Hey.”

Taller. Leaner. Better dressed.

Maybe it had just been a long time since you’ve seen Taehyung. Maybe you had gotten desensitized but the long period away from him made you hyper aware of his existence again. Either way, seeing him made you realize that he had very much become a man.

He was no longer just the unattainable, cool teenage boy that you swooned over but left behind nonetheless in your coming of age years. And that fact slapped you across the face.

You didn’t expect for him to be like that either.

To smile at you like that. To strike up conversations. To be interested in what you were doing, where you were going.

“What are you majoring in again?”

“Anthropology.”

“Really? That’s super cool. I took one anthropology class when I was a freshman. Do you like it?”

“It’s not too bad. I think it’s interesting.”

Taehyung smiles faintly. “I always knew you were smart.” 

It was one date. 

You came over. Joy was abruptly called in to fill a shift at her summer job at the ice cream parlor.

“Oh my god. I’m so sorry. I swear I’m going to choke Jimin.”

“And then who’s gonna have to bail you out? Get going before you’re late.”

“Promise we’ll hang out more tomorrow.”

“Have fun at work!”

Taehyung happened to be there, hanging around the house, and he offered to drive you home.

“You really don’t have to.”

“I’m not going to make you take the bus in this hot weather, you know that right?” The corner of his mouth tugs easily. “Just get in the car.”

Except you both stopped to grab a small bite. A burger and fries. While sitting out at the park.

You’re not sure if that even constitutes as a date — there was nothing said about it, no mention made, all entirely too casual to be considered one. But it was the first time you and Taehyung were alone together.

Okay, if that counts...then technically it was two dates.

You and Joy went out to Jungkook’s party. She had a little too much to drink and the pair of you needed a ride home afterwards. Naturally, Taehyung was the one who picked you up in his car, begrudgingly, as Joy fought him before she laid down in the backseat, but he still flashed you that smile.

“Had fun tonight?”

“It was alright.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t end up going home with him.”

“Who?”

“You know. That guy with the glasses you were talking to on the lawn.”

“Namjoon? Oh no, we’re just friends.”

“Hmm. Is that so.”

After Joy was put to bed and tucked in, Taehyung asked if you wanted to stick around to watch a movie. You might or might not have cuddled into him during those three hours, but really was it cuddling? He just slung his arm over the couch where you were sitting and you leaned into his chest.

The two of you were just getting comfortable.

Alright, if that counts, then it was three dates but just three!

Taehyung asked you out personally, but it was to help him pick a gift for Joy’s birthday. He drove you downtown and you walked together in the streets, checking out boutiques before parading around the mall.

“What do you think?”

“Joy hates camo print and she doesn’t need another backpack, Taehyung.”

“Perfect! So she’ll love this then.”

He ended up getting a sweater she’d been eyeing for months.

When it became dark and you got hungry, instead of being dropped off at home, you went to the night market together on a whim. You snacked, had conversations and exchanged numerous stories. You still remember the laughter and how much your cheeks ached when you finally jumped into bed that night.

But before the summer ended, before you both left for your respective colleges, he wanted to talk.

“I had a lot of fun this summer.”

You eye him. “What did you even do this summer?” 

“Hang out with you.” Taehyung grins, eyes sparkling with mischief. “And I liked it.”

“Good. I might be hurt if you thought this entire time was awful.”

“I like you too much to ever think that. But...hear me out. What would you think we made things offici—

“We’re going to be super busy,” you interrupt in a panic, having a sense of where he was going with this. “...going to different schools and all that.”

You search his expression while schooling your own. Taehyung stays silent for a second and tries to read you. You’re not sure how successful he is.

“Right.”

“I’ll contact you, Taehyung.”

He smiles at that and eases. “Okay. Yeah. Sounds good. You can call or text me anytime.”

“Anytime?” You try to lighten the mood by shooting him an incredulous look. “I wouldn’t want to bother you.”

“If it’s you, it wouldn’t be a bother. Trust me.”

Except when you got back, you didn’t call him. You didn’t text him either.

You only saw him briefly when Joy would occasionally facetime him in the same room as you, when you were merely a figure in the background and Taehyung would ask who it was.

“Y/N, of course, who else?”

And you would give a small wave.

There were no conversations, no small talk, no exchanges of laughter. But it was better that way. Otherwise, you wouldn't know what Joy would say, how she’d react. You don’t even know if he’s serious about you. And you’re too scared to find out the answers to any of these questions.

It didn’t matter anyway. Deep down, you know Taehyung should be kept at a distance. You know it would be better if these feelings could fade away as a sweet, brief summer romance.

What you didn’t anticipate is to come over to the Kim’s for the holidays a few months later.

“Where are you going?”

Taehyung’s following after you, trailing at your heels like a lovesick puppy. “And don’t tell me you’re showering because you already used that excuse to avoid me today.”

You spin around, masking your startlement at just how close he is, and you frown. “I’m not avoiding you.”

The corner of his mouth tugs. “We shouldn’t lie to each other, sweetheart, even if you have the tendency to do that.”

You feel hot in your face from the pet name. “I never lied to you.”

Taehyung raises his brows. The both of you know then and there it’s a lie.

“My empty phone says differently.”

You cross your arms defensively. “I never promised I’d remain in contact. I was just...busy with classes.”

“Oh. Another lie again.” Taehyung grins, and he exhales softly causing a hundred goosebumps to raise along your skin when you feel the warmth of his breath. “You should really stop your bad habit, Y/N.”

You take a step back and he steps forward.

Before you know it, he’s cornered you in the dark hallway, staring at you intently before his half-lidded eyes flicker to your lips.

You swallow hard. “Go annoy your sister instead.”

“Why should I?” His mouth slyly curls. “I like you way better.”

For the entire duration of the break so far, the both of you have been sneaking around the whole time. From Taehyung instigating a game of footsies under the dinner table to whispering in your ear when no one’s looking to winking at you from across the room so quickly that you’d miss it if you blinked. You feel his affectionate hand on the small of your back when he slides by you, feel his gaze when his shoulders graze yours, and you feel the tickle in your tummy when his voice lowers into that seductive, husky pitch. 

During the summer, he was kind and friendly Taehyung. Cautious when it came to you. Hesitant to look your way.

But this time, he’s intensified. Flirtatious. Bold. Pulling out all stops.

Maybe it’s because he’s pissed that you didn’t contact him like you said you would. Maybe because he doesn’t understand why you’re restraining yourself, and he feels the need to push to know. Maybe because he suspects you know he likes you, and you like him — he wouldn’t be wrong. 

But either way, his new brazen approach was making you weak in your knees.

“Your mom’s coming,” you mutter while pressing your hands to his chest. You don’t know how or why he feels so firm.

“She isn’t. But even if she was, she’d be more than happy to know we’re together.”

“W-We’re not together, Tae.”

“That could change right now.”

“I...I can’t.”

His thick brows furrow. “Why not? I like you, Y/N, a lot.”

You swallow hard, feeling scrutinized under his heavy gaze. Taehyung’s beauty is lethal when he’s this close and you feel an urge to brush away the dark strand that’s fallen in front of his forehead from his neatly styled hair. It was a contrast to the casual hoodie and sweatpants he was wearing. He was handsome and cozy, ready to stop hearts or be hugged like a teddy bear.

It didn’t help that he was saying these kinds of things either. “I know.”

“I don’t think you do.” His voice drops a pitch. “For the past few months, I’ve been thinking about the summer and you. The entire time, I was waiting for you to call me, to text me. Do you know what that’s like?”

“Taehyung.”

“We can make this work. I want to make it work, so don’t make me wait anymore.”

You gaze at him, breath hitched in your throat and your self-control meets its limit. You practically leap onto Taehyung, heart thundering against your rib cage, standing on the tips of your toes — all to kiss him.

It’s soft and unhurried. 

Taehyung is caught off guard, but then you feel his wide smile against you. Immediately, his strong arm reaches for your waist and he tugs you in. A yelp escapes your throat as your bodies become flush against one another. Taehyung’s other hand presses against the wall behind you and he tilts his head to deepen the kiss. His tongue licks into your mouth and you groan, wrapping your arms around his neck. He tastes like sugar cookies, smells like citrus, and absolutely makes your knees weak.

You’re not sure how long you and Taehyung make out for, swapping spit like horny teenagers without experience.

It’s not until you hear a— “what the hell!” — do you break apart.

Joy is standing at the end of the hall and you shove Taehyung away from you, wide-eyed. He stumbles back, equally surprised.

“I-I can explain!”

Joy’s jaw has gone slack and you realize she’s waiting for said explanation.

“I….I…we….umm….”

Taehyung looks at you and then at his sister, opening his mouth to rescue you from this mortifying experience. But his sibling beats him to the punch—

“Look.” She raises her hands and you brace yourself. She wouldn’t end your years of friendship over this, would she? Then again, you can’t blame her if she did. “You don’t have to make this weird. It isn’t weird unless you make it weird. So I’ll just pretend I didn’t see anything.”

“Wait.....what?” That was certainly not the reaction you were expecting. You think you’re more taken aback than she is. “You’re okay with this? You’re okay if we’re dating?”

Joy nonchalantly shrugs. “It’s not a big deal. You’re adults, so you can make your own decisions and I kind of had a feeling there was something going on anyway.” She smiles and looks at her older brother. “Taehyung, you’re way too obvious. The biggest gift under the tree is for her from you.”

He grins. “You caught me there.”

You’re shell-shocked at how unconcerned she is and seemingly supportive at that.

“You knew?”

“Of course I do. We’ve been friends for what, ten years? I knew you had a crush on my brother back then. So if anything, it’s about time.” Joy raises her fist at Taehyung. “You better not make Y/N cry or I’ll make you cry.”

He snorts. “Wow, thanks.”

“Anyway, continue.” Joy lazily gestures. “But we’re watching a movie in five so be quick.”

Your best friend leaves to the bathroom where she was heading to in the first place and you turn to Taehyung who has an amused grin. “Well?”

“I don’t know.” Your mind is reeling at everything that’s happening and how real this is becoming. “For some reason in my mind, I thought that would go way worse.”

“Is that why you were so worried? You didn’t need to be. Joy likes you way more than she likes me, so if anything I’d be the one getting the flack.” Taehyung smiles and leans in. “But does this mean we can finally make it official? Can I call you my girlfriend already?”

You sigh and lift your arms to loop around his neck again. He leans in for another kiss, but you stop short an inch— “Depends on what that gift under the tree is.”

Taehyung grins and before you can pull away, he tugs your waist into him once more. 

This time you kiss each other unabashedly. 

[arrogantsonofabiscuit]

Cute things they do

Featuring:- Kuroo, Sakusa , Atsumu & Kita

A/n:- I was quite flustered imagining them and how good they would look 🥺💘. I hope you enjoy!

Genre:- Fluff, mentions of pet names!

Kuroo Tetsurou:-

Kuroo always used to be busy with his work. But he always made sure to spend his weekends with you .

You were asleep on the bed with the fluffy blanket on top of you. Kuroo couldn’t spend his time with you today because he had some paperwork to look after.

Kuroo enters your shared apartment tiptoeing so that he wouldn’t wake you up. But he had some different plans .

He saw your sleeping form and he decided to wake you up.

“Kitten? Baby? Love? Angel?”

“Hmm?”

“Can you get up?”

“Hmm?why?” You stifle a yawn and rub your eyes .

“I’m sorry kitten I couldn’t spend some time with you , but would you mind if I took you for a late night drive?”

“Late night drive?”

“Yes”

“On one condition though”

“That is?”

“You have to feed me something, I’m hungry right now”

“Okay” Kuroo smiles and you get up from your bed and wear a hoodie and sweatpants.

“Ready?”

“Yes! Um what are we eating?”

“How does a burrito sound? The one which you wanted to eat?”

“Yum , let’s go!!”

Kuroo chuckled looking at your excitement after mentioning food.

Kuroo gets the burrito and hands it to you and drinks his favourite shake.

Kuroo starts the car , driving to the ice cream shop which you did not know about.

You look at Kuroo and smile when you tried glancing back Kuroo chuckled and you offered your burrito to him

He took a bite and looked at you with a very soft expression. He looks so cute you thought. You then take his shake in your hand and sip it .

You take the shake and make Kuroo drink the shake since he couldn’t as he was driving .

Kuroo maybe busy and what not but he always made sure to spend time with you and makes you feel happy.

Sakusa Kiyoomi:-

I swear this guy 🥺😖😣😣😣😣😣.

Anyways,

You were sitting on the couch watching some tv shows.

You placed your head on Sakusa’s broad shoulders and we’re getting cozy.

He kissed your forehead , watching the tv show and placing his hand on your shoulder . (This is what I want is it too much to ask for?!😣)

That’s when your favourite character appeared on the screen , you scream well because you are a fan why wouldn’t you

“Um, are you alright?”

“Yes!!! It’s him I was talking to you about! Remember ?”

“You talk about a lot of them. Which one is he?”

“Oh yeah. This is the one who I saw in the grocery store! I wanted to take his autograph but I got scared 😞”

“Oh , I am sorry love”

“It’s okay I still have a lot of chance 😌”

You started to talk animatedly about your favourite character and what you like about them . Even though Sakusa knew about him, but he always liked it when you talked about something you like.

You were just so expressive that Sakusa had to make sure he doesn’t miss any of your cute expressions he wanted to make a memory of it.

It always made him wonder how did your conversation change from your favourite character to your favourite painting? Like ??

You had stopped talking and were fetching a glass of water from your dining table sitting opposite to where Sakusa was sitting. You saw that he hadn’t looked away from you and his look made you blush . He had one of the most lovestruck expression on his face and he wasn’t even hiding his smile .

It touched you in many ways because Sakusa even though is said to a man of few words , knows how to sweep you off your feet, make you feel loved and make you feel like you are the only thing in this world that he wants to be with.

You get up from your chair and move towards him and kissing him gently on his lips thanking him for being there for you , thanking him for being a great lover and thanking him for being considerate .

“Can’t wait to make you mine forever Omi”

“Me too love , me too”

Atsumu Miya:-

It was quite rare for Atsumu to have a day off.

He had planned a perfect schedule to spend his day with you. But unfortunately you had to work .

Atsumu was pouty and whiny and was requesting you to not go, but he knew that you wanted to work for yourself and be independent so he understood .

You liked that about Atsumu, even though people thought that he is immature but he was mature enough to understand his s/o and their dislikes/likes and most importantly whether they need some time off or something.

“See ya soon Angel face ! Take care baby , I miss you already though 🥺”

“‘Tsumu I am still standing at our doorstep?🙂”

“Yeah yeah , see ya soon”

It was in late evening when you called Atsumu telling him you were tired and wanted to do nothing but cuddle.

Your intern kept on messing up , you thought maybe it was their first day so it maybe difficult and you understood that, but because of this you had to stay there to teach them about some drafts.

“Hey Atsumu have you reached?”

“Yes in your Parking lot, waiting for you.”

“Oh I am in the elevator! I am coming!”

You saw Atsumu’s car and he was honking at you. You smile and enter the car.

“So I know you said that you are tired. And since I have been dating you for so long that I know what you needed so I have brought your favourite milkshake. Here.”

Atsumu handles you the milkshake and starts driving away from your work place.

You were texting your family and friends , since you were busy you couldn’t even ask about their well being. Atsumu saw you texting and he smiled to himself because he was glad to be with you. You his Angel face.

He grabs your hand and places it on top of the gear and then he places his hand on top of yours. Your heart always skipped a beat whenever he placed your hand like that. It maybe something small he did but it always made you feel loved and appreciated.

He smiled looking at you and continues driving. You were thinking about how did you get so lucky 🥺. And Atsumu was a step ahead planning his future with you.

Kita Shinsuke:-

Literal husband 💍💘.

You woke up to an empty bed. You looked at the alarm clock kept on the nightstand . It read 5:30 am. AM?!?! Where is shin?

You knew that he would always get up early and start with his chores . He was a very hardworking man.

You got up from the bed unwillingly wanting nothing but to get lost in the soft plush bed *sigh*

You were searching for water and saw that the glass of water was on the nightstand with a small note written on it, it read as “Good morning darling, here have some water before you brush your teeth”

Your heart literally went like this “❤️—>💗💘”

You drank some water and entered the bathroom to freshen up and eat some breakfast. As soon as you enter the bathroom you read some small notes on the mirror.

“You look pretty as always” 🥺🥺🥺🥺

You took a quick shower and used the towel which was neatly kept on the countertop by Kita.

You felt fresh and decided to make some breakfast and maybe work on your project.

Your breakfast was set on the kitchen countertop and a glass of your favourite juice right next to it .

Shin you thought. You read a note on the fridge that said “Love take care I will be home soon but promise me to not be hard on yourself”

You complete eating and decide to clean your house.

Finally doing all the chores you took a break and were scrolling on your phone.

Kita enters the house as quietly as possible because he thought that you’d still be asleep.

He saw sitting on the couch with nothing but his old high school jersey. He smiled wholeheartedly and placed a kiss on your cheek.

“Shin here...”

You give him some of your written notes, thanking him for being there for you and the things you love about him the most.

“I love you Shinsuke 🥺”

“I love you too Love”

Thank you for reading. Take care <3

Reblogs are highly appreciated <3

[bakuhoes-dumbass]

Lacking Love

Shoto Todoroki x F!Reader

Slight Angst/Fluff

Words: 1.7k

A/N: Hey, this is my first anime based fic! I hope ya’ll like it~ (They’ll get less shitty as I continue lmao)

Warnings: None!

~~~

"I'm sorry again, Y/N. I didn't mean to be late to our date."

You're sitting across from your boyfriend in a nearby cafe. He noticed how unnaturally quiet you've been for the past hour, his concern growing with every passing moment.

"I had gotten caught up-"

"It's okay, Sho. I already know how you've been feeling."

Todoroki tilts his head, confused at the statement. "I don't quite understand-"

"I know you don't love me." You cut him off. "At least, not like I love you."

Todoroki's eyebrows furrow, a taken aback look on his face. "W-What? You don't think I love you?"

You let out a soft giggle. "I know you don't. And it's okay. Not everyone falls in love with their partner right away."

His mouth drops open slightly in shock. "Y/N, b-but I do…" He trails off.

You shake your head. "You're quite often late to dates. You never call me any pet names. You rarely kiss me. I haven't even heard an 'I love you' leave your mouth first. How often do we cuddle or hold hands?" You speak in a quiet voice. "Shoto, do you even know what today is?"

Your last question catches him off guard. Shit, today is a special day? Why couldn't he remember?! Taking his silence as his answer, you smile sadly. "It's okay, Sho. It wasn't anything special."

Suddenly, your phone rings. Todoroki looks down, noticing Mirio's picture pops up, signaling an incoming text. He furrows his brows in confusion, wondering why the Big 3 member was messaging you. You read the text and put your phone away. Todoroki is surprised when you suddenly stand up.

"Hey baby, I gotta go. But I'll see you later tonight, yeah?"

Todoroki opens his mouth to speak but closes it and chooses to nod instead. You give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I love you. I'll see you later."

"I-I love you…" you were out the door of the cafe before he could finish his sentence. "...too." Todoroki sighs and stands up to leave.

On his way back to the dorms, Todoroki's head is spinning. Your words and your disappointed expression flashes in his mind. He never knew this was how you were feeling and now all he could do is worry.

~~~

"Hey, Todoroki. How'd it go?" Midoriya greets him as he walks through the door. Todoroki mumbles something before walking into the kitchen. Midoriya follows closely. "Are you okay?"

Opening the fridge, he continues to ignore Midoriya, choosing to mindlessly stare into the fridge. Midoriya tilts his head at the boy. "So I take it something happened?"

"Y/N said something…" Todoroki trails off, still in shock at what happened in the cafe. Midoriya gestures at him to keep talking. He sighs. "She said I don't love her-"

"Move the hell outta the way, half-n-half. You're letting the cold air out." Bakugo shoves the boy out of the way before rummaging through the fridge for his drink.

Midoriya stares wide eyed at Bakugo's rudeness before turning back to the duo quirked boy. He shakes his head, confused. "Wait, what? What do you mean?"

Todoroki shifts his eyes to a certain explosion boy who finally found his drink, now just leaning against the counter listening with a curious scowl. Todoroki rolls his eyes but turns his attention back to Midoriya.

"I'm not sure. She just started saying how I never show affection or say 'I love you' first." Todoroki runs a hand through his bi-colored hair. "I've never really been in a relationship before but Kaminari had mentioned how girls like guys who play hard to get-"

Bakugo chokes on his drink, nearly dying from a coughing fit. He bursts into laugher. "You're taking relationship advice from dunce face?! Dude wouldn't even know what to do in a relationship if it bit him in the ass."

Todoroki's face turns bright red and holds out his hand, freezing Bakugo's drink. Bakugo stops laughing and glares at him. "HEY, WHAT THE HELL, ICY HOT? WANNA DIE?!"

Todoroki huffs, clearly embarrassed. "Shut up. I just have no idea what I'm doing, clearly."

Midoriya sweat drops, holding up his hands and trying to calm his two friends down. "Alright, let's all just calm down. This is easily fixable. You just have to do the opposite of what Kaminari suggests, right? Easy enough. Did at least the gift you got her help kind of ease her worry?"

Todoroki's furrow his brows. "Gift? Why would I give her a gift?"

Midoriya's jaw drops. Before he can say anything, Bakugo speaks up. "Isn't it like, her birthday or some shit today?"

Upon hearing those words, Todoroki freezes. "N-no, that can't be…" He fumbles with his phone to check the calendar. "Her birthday isn't until-" His eyes widen and his face pales. "-today." He slams his head against the kitchen wall. "Fuck!" He slides down against the wall onto the floor, his hands over his face. "No wonder she doesn't think I fucking love her. I'm such an awful boyfriend."

Bakugo was able to unfreeze his drink. "Yeah you are." He takes a sip before heading out the door. "Better hurry the fuck up and fix it before she dumps your emotionally challanged ass."

"Kacchan! What the hell!" Midoriya throws his hands up at the explosive boy. Bakugo flips him off before heading back to his room. Midoriya sighs and turns to Todoroki once more. "She's not going to dump you."

Shoto leans his head back against the wall and side eyes his friend. "Why wouldn't she? I sure would."

Midoriya shakes his head. "Y/N isn't like that. She's an understanding person."

"Mirio texted her earlier. She's probably with him right now. Probably treating her to a birthday dinner or something." He clenches his fists, frost building up from his right hand.

"Okay, you need to calm down before you freeze the entire dorm." Midoriya sweat drops. "You can fix this, I have a plan. I promise, everything will be alright."

~~~

"Thanks for the ice cream, guys! I really appreciate it!" You smile at the Big three members.

"Of course, Y/N! It's your birthday, after all." Nejire giggles.

The corners of your mouth twitch, suddenly remembering how your boyfriend forgot what today was. Tamaki furrows his brows, noticing your sudden change of mood. "A-are you okay, Y/N?"

You shake your head to rid yourself of those thoughts and smile at the shy boy. "Yeah, I'm okay. No need to worry about me!" Suddenly, you feel your phone go off in your pocket.

♡Shoto♡: Please come to the dorms when you're done, love.

You smile slightly at the text from your boyfriend and quickly send a reply.

You: I'll be there soon. ❤

"Um, sorry to run out on you guys. I have to meet back at Heights Alliance."

"Oh, we're headed that direction anyway! Why don't we accompany you?" Mirio speaks up with a smile.

You giggle at his always sunny attitude and smile back. "Sure, that would be great."

~~~

Todoroki paces back and forth in the dorm common room. Anxiety overwhelms him, the only thing running through his mind is you breaking up with him. He knows he royally screwed up, but you love him too much to leave him. You'll forgive him… right?

He looks over at the dining table, set up with your favorite take-out and a beautiful birthday cake that Sato helped him make. Your gift lay wrapped behind him, wanting to surprise you with it. He really hoped this would help make up for his stupidity.

His head whips up after hearing the door to the building click open. You poke your head around the door giving your boyfriend a smile before closing it behind you. Todoroki rubs his hands on his pants, his anxiety causing him to sweat. 

You walk up to him and give him a peck on the cheek. "Hey, Sho." Your eyes wander behind him to see the table set up. "What's all this?"

Todoroki takes your hands into his shaking ones, avoiding your eyes. "I-I know I've been a horrible boyfriend from the start. I haven't shown you how much I appreciate you. How much you mean to me." He squeezes his hands over yours, his eyes now fleeting to meet yours. "How much I love you."

You tilt your head. "Baby, you're not a horrible boyfriend."

"Yes, Y/N. I am. I've kept myself so distant from you, I've neglected you. Fuck, I forgot your fuckin birthday was today!" His eyes turn hard, his tone angry. But not at you, at himself.

"Sho, it's not a big deal-"

"YES IT IS! WHY DO YOU KEEP SAYING IT'S NOT?!" He raises the tone of his voice, making you flinch slightly. He notices and immediately regrets it. He brings his tone down to his natural softness. "I've been so busy training and thinking about becoming a Hero, I neglected to remember an important event. Even fuckin Bakugo remembered."

"Pfft!" You cover your mouth with your hand before bursting out laughing. Todoroki's face turns confused at your reaction. You wave your hand. "I'm sorry, just the fact that Bakugo remembered for some reason is hilarious to me."

Todoroki sighs and smiles softly at your beautiful laugh. He runs a hand through your hair, caressing your cheek. "God, I love you more than anything, baby. I really truly do." His smile drops, anxiety once again taking over. "Please, don't leave me." He practically whispers, his other hand squeezing yours again.

"No no no." You grab his cheeks with your hands and kiss his nose. "I absolutely was not even remotely considering it. I promise."

Suddenly Todoroki pulls your body against his, making you squeak. He tilts his head slightly before meeting his lips to yours. You melt into the soft kiss, feeling nothing but love being poured into it.

"Oh, I have something for you." He speaks after pulling away. He picks up the nicely wrapped package from behind him and hands it to you. "Please, open it."

Carefully tearing the paper off, you gasp. "Oh my god, Shoto! This is the limited edition Mirko figure! I thought these were sold out weeks ago?!"

Your boyfriend smirks. "I was able to snag one before they sold out. I'm assuming you like it?"

You squeal and throw your arms around the hot and cold boy, squeezing him tightly. "Thank you so much, Sho! I absolutely love it."

Todoroki buries his face into your neck, holding you tightly as if he's still afraid of losing you. He smiles into your neck and murmurs.

"Happy Birthday, Baby."

[kira-fluff]

hi! so I was wondering if you'd be able to do a hc for MC having a disability? i haven't seen any and I myself have something that makes my hip turned in, I have a big ports wine stain up my right leg which just makes me look like red tie dye. I was wondering how the RFA would help or deal with it? i can't run and walking hurts sometimes and I'm in pain most of the time and just have spasms where I can't move. if it's too much sorry, but thank you if you do ❤️!

MC with a Disability

a/n: I would LOVE too! As someone who is a huge disability advocate it makes me so happy that I received this request!! :) I wasn’t sure whether you wanted varied disabilities, but I assumed I’d include yours because you specified, but let me know if you want another headcanon featuring other disabilities!! Also, again, I have updated my rules limiting RFA requests to four people so I will choose based on what I feel like writing, but since your request came before I updated my rules and faqs, I would be happy to cover anyone you specifically would like to read about!! 

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Saeyoung

It didn’t take long for Saeyoung to notice the pain you tried to hide

He remembered when he’d pulled you in for a side hug while you were walking

Muttering a silly pun in your ear 

But you didn’t laugh 

Instead, you sucked in a breath through your teeth

Holding back a cry out in pain 

He immediately stopped 

“Hey, babe, are you okay?” he leaned down in concern 

You gasped for another breath, “yeah, yeah I’m fine.” 

It was then Saeyoung recalled the medical records he discovered 

When he was performing a background check on you upon discovering you were in Rika’s apartment

“Oh my gosh y/n i’m so sorry!” 

You looked at his surprised, “you know about…?” 

“When V ordered me to do a background check I found your medical records. I shouldn’t have looked. I’m sorry”, he said, playing with his hair at the nape of his neck.

This man would do his UTMOST to make sure you’re always comfortable 

He’s never shy talking about how beautiful your special mark was

When you’d had a spasm attack, he panicked

Gaining his composure, he stroked your hair, assuring you everything would be okay 

LOTS OF CUDDLES 

He’d definitely carry you if you’d let him 

Little kisses on your thighs and legs

I think he’d nickname you “precious” 

I know it 

Saeran 

So very gentle 

He knows how strong you are, but disability or no, he’s going to treat you like a flower that could be crushed 

He loves you so much 

It almost broke him to watch you struggle to walk or cry tears of pain when you’d tried to run but couldn’t 

He adores you 

Saeran is a really good listener 

He knows what it’s like not to be heard 

So when you’d sat down with him and told him about your disability, he almost cried 

Not out of pity, of course, but because you were so, so strong. 

He honestly looks to you as a source of strength for himself 

When crippling anxiety takes over him, you ground him 

If we’re talking mental disabilities, Saeran has many, so he knows what it’s like (to an extent) to not feel like others 

But that never stopped either of you 

He’s a little bean honestly 

Soft compliments 

Ice cream dates 

You can’t probably comprehend how precious you are to him 

Jumin 

Jumin is spending bills like “If it’s hurting you I will help you alleviate your pain” 

He never wants to see you suffer 

Especially when you are just trying to walk 

Also, as a wine connoisseur I think he’d make a really bad joke about your big ports wine stain but it’d just end with an eye roll or pity laugh

He’s all business and trying to be professional 

and then he comes home from work and he is S O F T 

Let’s be honest he’d do anything for you

None of that “if it’s within my power”

he seriously would not hesitate to denominate the world if you so desired. 

Also, he thinks you’re incredibly cute 

But when he sees you attempting to walk but there’s so much pain going throughout your body 

he quickly goes into his serious mode 

He will probably try to convince you to go to the hospital every time you have an attack 

“Y/N, this shouldn’t be something you just have to ‘deal with’.” 

“It’s alright, Jumin.. I’m used to it.” 

He gently held your shoulders, “But it shouldn’t be that way!” 

Tears welled in your eyes, “I know, but what can I do?” 

Jumin held you in a tight hug

“You don’t have to do anything. Just tell me what you need, I’m here.” 

He gently kissed you, looking into your eyes reassuringly. 

“I’m here.” 

V 

V is most well-known for always being a loyal and extremely kind person 

So if you’re his girl

He will be the sweetest ever 

Probably the most well-equipped to handle your disability 

I know he loves photography but something tells me he would/should be a psychology or special ed major 

He has a very caring soul 

I think more than anything he’d spent a lot of time with you just laying on the couch or bed and holding you in his arms

softly stroking your arm as you just reveled in the silence 

Your his everything 

He looks at you when you can’t see him 

A soft smile on his face 

Let’s be honest you’re the focus of his photography now 

He loves your beauty and uniqueness 

He has really cute dimples change my mind 

So when he smiles, his little dimples peek out 

The first time he said he loved you was when he’d rushed you to the hospital during a spasm 

You couldn’t speak from the pain 

So when you sat in the hospital bed he held your hand 

Whispering a quiet, “I love you” 

You gently replied, “I love you, too.” 

[the-fiction-witch]

A kid.

TV SHOW THE QUEENS GAMBIT

COUPLE BENNY WATTS X READER

RATING FLIRTY

Well that's all over and done with, time to get myself a cola. I headed off from the set up area with all the boards over to the small bar area in the hotel

"Hey, one cola please" I told him and he nodded getting one out the little fridge behind the bar I paid him and took the glass bottle having a nice sip, it was ice cold and refreshing. I finished up my bottle and left it on the bar before fixing my jacket and heading back into the hotel to the board it should be updated by now, and I'm going to be playing...

Arthur something or other I couldn't read the writing of whoever had done it, table sixteen.

So I headed over to the table expecting the usual some stuck up guy inna suit with greased back hair and a pocket protector for his pencil but as I got to the table I was... Admitedly surprised.

It was a kid.

About four if I had to guess, in little polished shoes, some black little kids suit pants a white button down and a black vest jumper over it, but he looked strange to me, he had a mop of blonde and brown hair and dark brown eyes.

"Hey you holding the seat or something kid?" I asked checking this was infact table sixteen

"Mr Watts I presume" he says getting up and standing on the peice of wood across the two chair legs to be higher offering his hand to me I shook it and sat down across from him still very confused

"So your arthur?"

"Yes, and your Benny" he says fixing his peices

"How old are you?" I asked him

"Five. Why?"

"Hu..."

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing, impressive being at this level at your age. I was ambitious at that age too"

"White moves first" he reminds me as he clicked the clock on I did a classic opening and clicked the clock back "I've heard alot about you" he says as he plaid on

"Have you know? Always wise to check up on a champion" I told him

"All bad" he says

"Was it now?" I laughed "who taught you if you don't mind my asking?"

"My mum"

"Your mum... Tell you about me?"

"Umm. She does not have a high opinion of you" he says "says you play like a defensive hack and dress like a cowboy"

"... I like your mother" I laughed I focused on the game I thought I could go easy on this kid but he was smart, tactful, intellectual, much like I was at his age, in fact the more I sat and looked at him the more it felt like... Looking in a mirror somewhat I saw so much of myself in him, he was just as I was in that age. He even kinda looked like I did at that age, "check" I told him he sighed and load his king down "good game," I told him offering my hand and he happily shook it "you uhh your good kid. I'm sure I will get to play you again, maybe I won't be so lucky that time" I told him making him smile

"Thank you Mr Watts"

"Your welcome," I smiled "ohh Arthur what exactly the boards unreadable"

"Arthur y/l/n"

"Hu... Y/l/n? Why does that sound so familiar?" I said more to myself "where's your mum anyway?"

"I'm not sure she went to get coffee" he says

"What's your mum's name?" I asked him still unable to get that thought out my head where have I heard that name before

"Y/n. Y/n y/l/n" another voice spoke up a voice I could have bet my life I knew

"Mummy!" He smiled jumping off the table and into her arms hugging her leg, I turned and saw her... Y/n y/l/n. A girl I met years ago she was trying to make it into the more professional chess circuit out of the things like the small state tournaments to more of the southern championship and beyond but I mentored her for a while and... We ended up getting close, she was... Just as I had remembered her, in her classic black heels, her black stockings, her little white dress with a black cargiden over it, her hair in those perfect curls I remembered, she looked... Good. I mean she always did but fuck she looked good, or maybe I'm just distracted by the fact her tits have grown like three sizes bigger. I was gobsmaked to see her I haven't seen her in years she gave arthur a cuddle Patting his hair "how'd you do kiddo?"

"I lost"

"Hey, no worries, once we finish up I'll get you some ice cream okay?"

"Okay" he smiled

"Go get your things then" she told him so he came back to the table to gather his paper and pencil and such "hi Benny"

".... Hi." I said with a gulp getting up going over and giving her hand a kiss "you... You look amazing, how are you I haven't seen you in years?"

"Doing okay, been busy with this little guy" she laughed

"I can imagine so, you have taught him well"

"Well, I had a good teacher" she smiled playing with my chains in that playful way she always would

"Humm hell yeah you did" I smirked as she rested her hands on my chest "surprised I had the time to reach you anything" I smirked wrapping my own around her to sit on her hips, fuck her ass is bigger too "you look amazing."

"Didn't I always?"

"You did but... You've improved with age my little flower, like a fine wine" I smirked "fuck have I missed you" I growled in her ear but then I remembered, as I caught Arthur out the corner of my eye stood with his stuff starting at us oh right... The kid.

"What's going on?" He asked

"Nothing kiddo, mummy and Mr Watts know each other" she smiled "don't we?"

"Uhhh yeah, yes I uhh do in fact know your mother, I uh I thought I did" I stuttered

"How do you know my mummy?"

"Ughhhhhh, your mother and I... Used to uhhh" I stuttered unsure what to say, the kids five I can't exactly tell him 'oh hey yeah sorry kid I used to bang your mother and she still looks hot so you mind fucking off while I see if she'll still let me hit that?'

"We used to play together, didn't we Benny?"

"Yes, we used to play together" I nodded "we just haven't seen each other in ... Roughly five and half... Years." I said as it all sort of clicked. "Oh my god"

"Yeah there we go" she giggled "kiddo, get mummy a ice water and get yourself something nice" she smiled handing him a few dollars from her purse he nodded and ran off all while my brain was trying to process this "so..."

"So... That's why you up and left?"

"Yep"

"Okay. You left because you were pregnant. I got you pregnant. That is my kid. Why am I just now hearing about this!"

"How so?"

"Hes five! Why am I just now getting news that I have a fucking kid?" I asked her "why did you not tell me? Phone? Letter? Telegram? Come to my apartment I literally haven't even moved!"

"I was under the impression you didn't want anything to do with me anymore"

"Anything to- y/n. Of course I did whatever made you think I didn't?"

"The fact you ran off to moscow with clio and didn't even tell me?"

"It was last minute, and I knew you couldn't because you didn't have a passport, ... I was heartbroken when I came back and you weren't there."

"I figured you where done with me, moved on to the next girl"

"Even if you did think that, and even if I was why wouldn't you tell me you where pregnant?"

"I didn't find out till months later, I knew the rut you where in after moscow so... I didn't want to bring it up, so I just made it on my own," she says "I've missed you benny"

"I've missed you more" I told her giving her cheek a kiss

"He loves chess, took to it as a baby, he liked pushing the peices around, he makes me read him chess books at night"

"Does he know? That I'm his dad?"

"No, not like he needs to"

"Y/n, have you... Got married?"

"No, still single, not dates anyone since our... Playing together" she laughed

"Then, if you'll let me, I'd love to take you out to dinner tonight. Both of you." I told her and her face lit up "he's my kid y/n, I wanna be a part of his life, and... Yours if you'll let me"

"I love to" she smiled hugging me tightly nuzzling into my neck

"I really have missed you y/n, I meant every word of it, and... You do really look good" I laughed

"Thank you, so do you" she giggled "you have another game to get to benny"

"Oh right, yeah. I will see you later then" I told her

"See you later" she smiled I went to go and see the board to see where I had to be next but she held my hand and brought me back to her giving my lips a gentle kiss I happily kissed back fuck her lipstick even tastes the same "lucky kiss" she giggled

"Thank you," I told her giving her a kiss too "see you later my little flower"

[blackmissfrizzle]

Amor Prohibido

Characters: EZ Reyes x black!reader

Summary/Request: Like maybe the Mayans are selling guns to another motorcycle club/gang and the Prez is her dad or someone related to her. They meet at a party and get to know each other or something... but her relative tells Bishop to shut that shit down. EZ’s like “Emily who?”, they date (in secret) anyway, but the guys he’s close to in the M.C. tell him to stay away from her. Idk if you’ve heard of Selena Quintanilla but her song Amor prohibido is a vibe... (cliché, i know). maybe w/ angst or smut🤷🏾‍♀️ and the reader is feisty as hell lol @morena-barbie

Warnings: Smut

A/N: I finally got @morena-barbie request done! And I finally got to write for EZ ❤️ Anyways requests are open! Enjoy, don’t be afraid to comment or reblogging

EZ stared at you from afar while Angel rambled on about Adelita. He hated that he wasn’t holding you at the moment.

“Stop staring, Boy Scout.” Coco nudged him.

“I’m not.”

“Then why are you drooling?” Gilly pointed out, making Angel and Coco laugh.

After the laughs subsided, Angel hooked his arm around his brother’s neck. “I get it, bro. She’s fine. But her dad is more dangerous than Galindo and we’re doing business with him. It’s a bad idea.”

“I know, Angel.” EZ said to appease his brother, but it was too late. You and him were a couple for a little over four months.

The two of you met back at Stanford. Both people of color at a PWI and the two of you instantly clicked when you sat next to each other in English lit.

Even back then you had a crush on EZ, but he was still with Emily at the time. So, you kept your feelings hidden and remained friends, but even that didn’t last long. EZ got arrested for killing that cop and eventually he stopped writing you back.

You two reconnected when you so happen to bump into him while your dad was doing business with the Mayans and the Galindo cartel. What a difference eight years did. EZ was no longer a boy, but a grown ass man and now part of a biker gang.

Your eyes would flit over to EZ every so often, you wanted to be next to him. Currently, you were standing beside Nathan, your dad’s head of security and a constant pain in your ass. Both him and your dad thought you would be the perfect couple, but you weren’t interested because he wasn’t EZ.

“Excuse me, I’m gonna check on the other guests,” you excused yourself from Nathan, Miguel, and his wife.

EZ saw you coming over and the corners of his lips tugged into a smile. “Fellas,” you nodded to the whole group. “How’s everything?”

“Good. The margaritas strong as shit, though.” Coco tipped his cup and finished the drink.

“It’s not stopping you!” You joked, pointing to his empty cup.

“How are you, Y/N?” EZ asked, wanting your attention back on him.

“Good, just a little sore. I did some extra cardio last night.” You licked your lips, remembering your workout.

—

Y’all were on round 3. Round 1 was the pool where you gave EZ some sloppy top and then he eagerly returned the favor. Round 2 was on the kitchen counter where EZ slid inside of you while licking vanilla ice cream from your nipples. Round 3 was on the couch where you both attempted to watch a movie until you backing your ass on EZ ended with you taking a pounding from behind.

“Baby, please.” You were begging, reaching behind you to hold onto his arm. You needed the release. EZ was edging you for teasing him while he was watching the movie.

“No, I told you to quit it and you didn’t listen. I really wanted to watch that movie.”

You looked over your shoulder and gave him a shit-eating grin. “But I’m so much more entertaining,” You clenched around EZ making him falter a bit.

“Naughty girl,” EZ chuckled, his lips ghosting over your back. He proceeded to the fuck you silly. Words were not a thing. He had every intention of driving you wild, making any other man you ever been with a distance memory.

“Cum on my cock, baby.” The flood gates opened; you came all over EZ. He fucked you through it until he filled up the condom.

EZ turned you over onto your back and kissed down the column of your neck. “Can we finish the movie now?” His voice muffled by your neck.

Laughing you turned to the side, so the two of you could cuddle and finish the movie with no distractions, hopefully.

—

“Sounds brutal. Maybe you should go a little easier on yourself.” EZ commented, enjoying he was the cause of your soreness.

“Yeah, my trainer is a real hardass.” Your little téte-à-téte was turning you on and you were about to make up some excuse to need EZ’s help, but Emily showed up.

It was bullshit. She didn’t need anything from you. Ever since you showed up Emily could feel EZ pull away. His attention was never focused on her anymore, but always on you. She could never stand you. Whenever she would call EZ while he was at Stanford it was always Y/N this, Y/N that, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N.

Then at this celebration, the men could not keep their eyes off you, including her husband. Then it wasn’t just your beauty that enticed them, it was your brains as well. Usually, surrounded by powerful men, Emily was used to being the smartest woman in the room. Now she was second best.

You allowed Emily to pull you away, but you weren’t listening to the conversation at all. Your eyes kept drifting to EZ and the rest of the Mayans. They weren’t stuck up at all like the Galindos and Nathan.

Emily soon noticed you weren’t present with them and decided to fuck with you. “Y/N, are you dating anyone? I’m sure any man is lucky to have you.”

This bitch. If it didn’t start a war, you would wrap your hands around her tiny ass throat. For the life of you, you couldn’t understand why this married woman felt entitled to be jealous over EZ. Well, she choose the wrong bitch to fuck with today.

“As a matter of fact, I am.” Your smile grew bigger as you thought about the bomb you were about to drop.

“Who’s the lucky guy?” Emily believed you would lie and consequently hurt EZ’s feelings and he’ll come running back to her.

Your father so happened to be walking by and heard the conversation. You never told him or your mom anything about dating anybody. He stopped to hear your answer.

“Him.” Spinning around you pointed at EZ laughing at something stupid Angel said.

EZ felt like there were a thousand stares on him and when he turned around, he saw you smiling, pointing at him. “Oh shit.”

“What the hell did you do, Ezekiel?” Angel questioned, feeling uncomfortable about the stares he was also getting by just being in close proximity to his little brother.

“Remember when you told me to leave Y/N alone?”

“Yeah, dumbass. I just told you.”

“It was too little, too late. We’ve been dating for four months.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you get a hard-on for women you shouldn’t be with?”

Seeing Emily’s face was worth it. You didn’t want to out your relationship with EZ until later, but Emily gave you no other choice.

Leaving behind your parents, the Galindos, and Nathan you walked up to EZ, put your hands on either side of his face and pulled him down for a kiss. His hesitancy produced a giggle from you. He was trying his hardest to be modest, when all he really wanted to was throw you against a wall.

Before the kiss could get too scandalous, you pulled away from EZ and wiped some of your lip gloss from his lips. “Everyone listen up, me and Ezekiel are a couple. Nothing or no one,” you stared directly at your dad and then Emily, “will stop us. If you got a problem with that, then you can kindly fuck off. We’ll make sure it will not affect any business. We good? Miguel? Bishop? Daddy?” You asked each man, refraining from saying Emily’s name.

“I’m good, if they’re good. Specifically, your dad.” Bishop held his hands in surrender. He thought it was good that the prospect wasn’t focused on Emily anymore and he had to thank you for that.

Miguel nodded his head in agreeance. Anything to keep Ezekiel Reyes from his wife was good to him.

Your dad knew he shouldn’t have tried to control your love life. Every time he tried to push something on you, you rebelled. He could tell Nathan was pissed to lose you to some low life, but when he saw how you and EZ looked at each other, he knew he couldn’t deny you. “Take care of her, Prospect.”

EZ shook your dad’s hand, “I will, sir.”

You squealed and jumped in his arms. Now no one could take you away from your man.

Tags: @morena-barbie @briannab1234 @thickemadame @angrythingstarlight

[kyber-crystal]

Baby Fever

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: ~2.4k

Summary: Sometimes, all you need to work up your courage is a little push. And Steve receives just that. When the two of you go to babysit Morgan, he gets a little sneak peek into what a future with you could be like - and he doesn`’t want to let that thought go.

Warnings: this sucks lol, but it’s just a bunch of fluff

A/N: so a lot of my oneshots are about getting INTO relationships instead of being in one prior, but I just couldn’t resist this trope ugh. I CANT RESIST DAD! STEVE UGHHH. also i decided to start making moodboards, inspired by @marvelsswansong teehee. dedicating this to @rynhaswritersblock​ , who recently joined tumblr! I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUU 

...

“Are you guys sure about this?” Pepper looked back and forth between you and Steve as she packed up the last of her things, rolling the suitcases to the front door. "She's a lot to handle...and I know you guys already have a lot on your plate and all.."

"I'm sure," you gave her a reassuring smile, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. "We're going to have fun, right, Morgan?"

"Yeah!" the little Stark giggled, raising her arms in the air, "We're gonna have so much fun together!"

"We'll be back by tomorrow night," Tony informed you, leaning down to kiss Morgan's forehead, "Bye, sweetheart. Make sure to behave for them, okay?"

"Okay!"

"I can't thank you guys enough," Pepper stated. "It's been forever since we were last able to get a break like this."

"You deserve it," you nodded, "now go! Shoo! Don't worry and just relax! That's the whole point of you going on this trip."

"Alright, alright," she chuckled, "see you soon, then!"

As soon as the door closed behind them, Morgan immediately jumped up into your arms. "Let's go play!"

"What do you want to do?" you asked.

"A tea party!"

"Well..." Steve looked down at his watch, "it's getting close to lunchtime, so how about we have something to eat first, and then we'll play, okay?"

"Yay!"

While you kept Morgan busy, Steve got set to making a simple lunch of grilled cheese for you all to eat. When he brought the plates to the living room, he saw saw you sitting in between Morgan's legs as she was plopped down on the couch, pulling your hair up into a high bun.

"Now, what's this?" Steve raised an eyebrow as he set down the food on the coffee table, ruffling Morgan's hair. "Did you bother her?"

"She didn't," you laughed lightly, "don't worry."

"Do you like it?" Morgan giggled. "I think she looks super pretty!"

"I approve," Steve nodded, giving the little girl a thumbs-up.

"So, Morgan," you cleared your throat, "Who's your favorite Avenger?"

"Daddy is!"

"Besides your dad."

"You!"

“And why is that?”

“Because you can shoot lasers out of your eyes and control the weather! And that’s really really cool!”

“I think you just hurt Steve’s feelings,” you reminded her.

“He’s my second favorite!”

“Really, kiddo?” Steve raised a brow, “after all I’ve done for you? Who took you out to ice cream after your dance recital? Who let you have dessert before dinner when your dad was too busy working? Who let you go sledding with their shield?”

“But Y/N is the cool auntie!”

"See that, Cap? She likes me more than you," you smirked, nudging Steve in the shoulder. "I'm her favorite."

Steve scoffed. “I’m right behind you. I’m her second favorite.”

"I'm better than you are, though."

After you were all done eating, Morgan grabbed Steve’s hand, then motioned for you to all follow her upstairs to her room. Within five minutes you were all dressed up with feathery boas, colorful scarves, bejeweled sunglasses, and bright pink birthday hats.

"You look ridiculous," you snorted as you adjusted Steve’s fuchsia feather boa and sunglasses. "I could just take a picture of you right now and store it for future blackmail use."

"Don't you dare," he warned.

Too late. You already had your phone out and he blinked in surprise as the flash went off. You giggled as you saw the surprise evident in his face.

"Ooh! Let's take a group selfie!" Morgan jumped up and down. Steve let out a sigh but as soon as he saw the eager look in her eyes he couldn't resist. You crowded together as you quickly took the group picture, making funny faces because she insisted on doing so.

Pepper was right in saying Morgan was a lot to handle. If being an Avenger was the most difficult thing to do, this had to be the second hardest job to take. By the time dinner rolled around, you were tired out of your mind from running around the backyard throwing a Frisbee back and forth, commentating on Barbie movies together, cartwheeling through the halls, climbing trees, and her undoing and redoing your hair.

"Why don't you take a break. I'll get dinner ready," Steve offered. "You need to rest."

"But St-" you began.

"It's fine," he waved you both off, "you deserve it."

"Thank you," you yawned, stretching your arms up in the air. As soon as you flopped down onto the couch, you drifted off.

“Auntie Y/N? Where are...oh!” Morgan hopped over and peered over the sofa, seeing that you were fast asleep. She picked up the blanket that had been strewn aside from earlier, and carefully pulled it over your body, before patting your forehead and skipping off to the kitchen to find Steve.

“Uncle Steve!” She tugged on the super-soldier’s pant leg, and he looked down from where he was chopping up cilantro at the counter. The heavenly smell of Italian spice blends began filling the air. “What are you making?”

“Garlic tomato basil chicken,” he responded with a soft smile as he set his knife down and washed his hands, crouching down to her eye level. “It’s almost ready. Is Y/N still asleep?”

“Uh huh.”

“Why don’t you wake her up for me, while I go set the table. Sounds good?”

“Yup!”

"Y/N, WAKE UP!" she began jumping up and down wildly. "Wake up wake up wake up wake up!"

You groaned and stirred awake, rubbing your eyes as you stood up. "Who woke me u- oh, hey!"

"Were you tired?"

"Yes, Morgan, very," you gave her a tired smile, "so I took a nap. Are you not tired?"

"Nope!"

“Alright,” you exhaled, picking her up. “Let’s go eat!” She instantly rested her head against your shoulder.

Steve watched you pick Morgan up and spin her around as she let out a squeal - and felt a rush of pride wash over him in seeing you being so playful with the little girl. You'd make an excellent parent to his future child, he thought to himself. All you needed now was a ring around your finger. 

He felt his heart race at the thought - since when did he start feeling this way about you?

"Dinner's ready!"

"Uncle Steve, are you one of those chef guys on TV?" Morgan's eyes widened in awe as she slid into her seat, looking down at her plate. "This looks super cool! How did you do this?"

"No, I'm not," Steve laughed, "This just takes a lot of practice."

For the majority of dinner, Morgan retold little memories along the lines of 'Remember when that one time you came over for Daddy’s birthday and then Uncle Steve came too and I went sledding with his shield? That was so fun!" 

The five year-old was definitely talkative, but nobody minded at all. She was too adorable that it didn't matter how chatty she was - even you, the tough, seemingly coldhearted Agent Y/N had warmed up to her.

After a long, jam-packed day, Morgan was completely knocked out, splayed out across the couch clutching her favorite stuffed duck. You quietly crept towards her and picked her up, carrying her upstairs to her room and gently laying her down in bed.

You lingered in the doorway for a moment, watching as her brown hair fell around her face like a little halo, her chest rising and falling with each breath she took. A small smile found its way onto your face as you stood there.

Suddenly you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind.

"Hey," Steve exhaled, resting his chin on top of your head. You could feel his warm breath against your neck as he spoke. "What're you standing here for?"

"Hmmm...just watching, making sure she's alright..." you hummed, placing your hands over his as he gently rocked you both from side to side. "Uh...what time is it?"

"10:30."

"Wow. Who knew she could tire you out so quickly," you let out a yawn. "I normally don't go to bed until 1 or 2, or at all for that matter."

"You should get ready for bed, too," he suggested, leaning down to kiss your temple. "Come on. You’re sharing the guest room with me, if you don’t mind."

"Sounds good," you yawned again as he released you from his hold, closing the door before turning around and following him down the hall.

You were too worn out to change or wash up, crawling underneath the covers and pulling them up to your chin. Steve slid into bed besides you, and within minutes you were both fast asleep.

"Yeah!" Morgan squealed, jumping up and down on the mattress. "Auntie Y/N! Uncle Steve! Stop cuddling and get up because it's time to eat!"

The two of you slowly stirred awake, then when you realized the compromising position you were in you quickly pulled apart, sitting up as you rubbed your eyes and ducked your heads slightly to hide the blush on your faces.

"Are you guys dating?"

"No, we're not!" you and Steve replied in unison. 

"Uh huh."

Much to Morgan's delight, you ended up eating Mickey Mouse-shaped pancakes for breakfast. Afterwards you took to playing Frisbee and several other games outside for a couple hours before heading back in and bingeing several episodes of Sofia the First while eating macaroni. 

Though sometimes when you glanced over at Morgan laughing and enjoying herself throughout the day, you felt a pang in your chest. You'd missed out on so many years with your parents - your early graduation from Penn State, being promoted to commander of SHIELD’s strike team at just 21, becoming an Avenger - only being able to experience a fraction of your life with them before their lives were unfairly cut short.

"Are you okay?" Steve glanced at you worriedly, placing a hand on top of yours.

"Yeah...I'm fine."

"No, you're not. Come on...what's up? Just tell me," he pleaded. "I don't like seeing you sad. It makes me sad, too."

You bit your lower lip, squeezing your eyes shut. "I miss Mom and Dad...seeing Morgan reminded me so much of what I was like as a kid...the memories came flooding back. It’s been so long since then, but..."

"I know. I miss my Ma and Dad, too," he sighed. "I know it hurts, but...don't worry. Time heals all wounds. You’ll be alright."

You lifted your head from where it was resting on his shoulder, smiling slightly at him. "You know, I think that's the wisest thing I've heard you say. Not Captain America hasn’t said a lot of wise things, though."

"You think?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I'm happy to help...you know I'm always here for you, right?"

"Mhm. I love you."

"I love you too."

When Tony and Pepper arrived the next day, they saw all of you sprawled out across the living room, cuddled up together amidst fluffy blankets and pillows. You were clinging to Steve like a koala, while Morgan was using his arm as a pillow as she hugged her stuffed duck close to her chest.

"They must've been exhausted," Pepper chuckled, resting a hand on her husband's shoulder.

"They're completely knocked out."

Morgan was the first to wake up. "Daddy!" she giggled, rushing forward and jumping into Tony's arms. "You're back!"

"Hi there," he ruffled her hair, "how did you like spending time with them?"

"It was awesome! They were the best!"

Tony's expression immediately softened as he glanced over at the still-dozing you and Steve. "I'm glad to hear that, sweetheart. Now. Let's wake them all up so they can head back to the compound."

"Hey, Cap? It's time to head home," Pepper gently shook Steve awake. He stirred slightly before sitting up, blinking several times in confusion before he saw her in front of him. "Hey."

"Oh, hi, Pepper..."

"It looks like Y/N isn't about to wake up anytime soon, though..." her brows furrowed together in concern. "She must've done a lot, huh."

"Yeah...she did..."

You stirred awake, sitting up and yawning loudly. “Oh. Tony, Pep...hey! Did I...”

“You knocked out completely,” Steve laughed. “I’ll drive. I know you’re tired.”

"Thanks,” you yawned again, placing a hand over your mouth. “I owe you.”

“No worries.”

He nodded, carefully scooping you up into his arms as Bucky woke up.

"Alright...let's get going. And Tony...it was great seeing you again."

"Likewise, Rogers. We still up for Barbados next month?"

"Definitely."

After a last round of goodbyes, you were on your way back to the Avengers HQs, leaning your head against the cool glass of the window as Steve drove.

"So,” he exhaled, adjusting his grip on the wheel, “you did good over there, putting up with her. She was a lot to deal with.”

“But we had fun, didn’t we?” you turned your head to the side, giving him a soft smile. “I now have a dozen new perfect blackmail photos of you to bring back with me.”

Steve just laughed and shook his head, “I have some of you too, you know.”

“Are you serious.”

"It’s nothing bad, you just fell asleep and I took a picture. You looked cute, if anything.”

You felt heat rise to your cheeks. “Oh.”

“You’re really good with kids, Y/N.”

“...Thanks. You are, too...Morgan loves you.”

“I’d think you’d be an amazing mother to my child someday.” The words came out so swiftly, so smoothly that he didn’t realize what he’d said until he saw your reaction.

You froze in shock. “What did you...what did you just say?”

“When can we have kids?”

“Did I just...hear you correctly...”

“But if you’re not ready to start a relationship, then I understand...I’m in it if you are. When I saw you playing with Morgan...it was like getting a little glimpse to what life with you would be like in the future, of starting a family together...and I don’t want to let go of that idea.  I can't imagine doing that with anyone else other than you."

"What's with the...sudden...confession?" you spluttered, cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red.

“I love you,” he said softly, gazing at you out of the corner of his eye, “I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know it seems early for me to be saying something like this but I couldn’t be more confident in my answer. And if you’re willing to let me in, then...I’d be more than happy to become that ideal man you’ve always wanted to have.”

“I think I’m falling in love with you, too.”

[i-simp-for-gintoki]

Visiting Yuji in Tokyo

“yuji x reader where she was childhood friends with yuji and its basically the friends to lover sort of thing? and basically reader is visiting tokyo and meets up with yuji for the first time in months?? bonus if gojo and megumi are there :)”-anon

Damn its either super short or long no inbetween huh? Sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted! Some of the characters are little ooc (when are they not when i write them-).This turned out much much longer than it needed to be

You and Yuji have known each other since kindergarten

He’s such a sweet kid its always really fun to hang out with him

You guys play lots of video games together and are basically inseparable

Constantly reading manga or watching anime its great

Your parents disapproved of you hanging out with a dude all the time but you could care less

Why should you only be friends with your own gender? Thats so stupid

You always wondered about why yuji had such great strength and speed but he says he was just born that way

Hes just built different

Around middle school his grandpa’s health had dropped and was moved to the hospital

You did your best to make sure yuji stayed in good spirits and often visited the older itadori with him

He’s not the best at wording things but hes always there for emotional support

Maybe it was around 7th grade you noticed something was different around yuji

Like he himself hasn’t changed but whenever you look at him your heart just melts

Your thoughts or compliments seem more filled with love for him and thats when you realized you started to fall for him

Thinking the crush would go away you didn’t act much on it

Oh what a fool you were

Around 8th grade yuji had started acting kinda weird around you

He’d be much more easy to fluster and tenses up for a second if you ever make contact

You confronted him about it and cue the very awkward and middle school like confession

“I really like you!

You were so happy you confessed back and said that the only reason you didn’t before was because you feared to ruin your friendship

He says even if he somehow didn’t like you back that something like that wouldn’t effect anything

From then on you guys are such a wholesome couple

All the cuddles

No fancy dates just casual arcade or movie sort of things

His grandpa gave him a hard time but approved of your relationship

Throughout 8th grade summer and the beginning of highschool everything was going great

But a few months into highschool lots of things happened

Yuji’s grandpa had passed away, he and his friends in the exorcist(?) club had gotten hurt and after that night he had weird markings on his cheeks right below his eyes

And to top it all off now he was supposedly moving to tokyo??

“Yuji why are you moving away? My parents would gladly take you in you know”

He tells you he can’t explain why which breaks your heart

“Who are you staying with then??” he stops for a second and it pains him to lie to you. “A distant relative of mine, he works at a private school and thats where i will be going from now on.”

“But what about us?”

And so you guys decided to do a long distance relationship

Every night when you can you call and chat for hours

But thats not enough

You want to be held or hold him, you want to just cuddle or atleast be in the same room

It pains you to have a relationship through a screen and you grow respect for those who do

Trust isn’t an issue since you know yuji wouldnt even think to cheat at all

Probably doesnt even know what the word means

But after a few months you decide to go to tokyo for a few days

With the help of your parents you rent a room in a hotel and head there

Were just gonna pretend your parents are super super chill(and slightly uncaring like my parents would never let me) and lets you go to a whole city by yourself for several nights

You were super nervous and excited

Its your first time visiting a huge city like tokyo and its gonna be the first time you see yuji in months

Itadori was super excited that you were in tokyo

So excited that he got lost trying to head to the hotel you were staying at

After an extra hour you guys finally meet

He walks through the hotel lobby doors and gives a smile and a wave

In an instant you tackle him in a hug which he GLADLY hugs back in

After just holding each other for a while he decides to show you around

Hes still clearly learning the area himself but he’s very excited to show what he does know

“The place over here makes amazing sushi! Oh! And over here they sell little action figures! Oh oh and over here the steak is kinda bad but its cheap so its worth it! And-” you could only smile as he pointed in random directions with one hand, the other was busy holding yours

Buying food from a bunch of random vendors and wearing silly getups you guys take loads of pictures

Tons of hugs and cheek kisses

Yes its frowned upon to be touchy and stuff in public in japan but honestly you guys could care less

The sun was setting and you guys were currently sitting at a park munchkin on some crepes when you turn to him

“Yuji, do you think i could visit who your staying with? I’d hate to impose but i just wanna know if your in good hands”

His chewing pauses

Its not like he didn’t want you tell about jujutsu

But he doesn’t want you to be apart of that world, he wants you to stay as safe as possible with no harm ever headed your ways

With him being a vessel for sukuna gojo had told him that he and his friends could potentially be targeted

Theres a reason sorceres put up cloaks when engaging in battles and its so normal civilians can continue living in peace without the knowledge these monstrosities actually exist

“Mm its a bit sudden and he’s out on a mis-er meeting right now so maybe tomorrow?” he says

You frown, you can tell he’s lying but he wouldn’t do it without a reason

“Fine. But Yuji. Just know that if you ever feel unsafe or want to come back your more than welcome too. There will always be a spot for you at my home” you say hugging him

You both kinda forgot you were holding crepes and when you pulled away from each other laughed as the ice cream and sauce was smeared all over your shirts/jackets

He walks you back to the hotel and says goodnight with a kiss

The next two days went by in a flash

Just spending time with itadori, even if it was just sitting in silence has been the most fun youve had in months

He had showed you many places and has boughten many small trinkets for you to remember

Your phone has grown about 300 photos just from the past couple days with him

It was about midday of your final day in tokyo and so you both wanted to make the best of it

You both where sitting inside a cafe exchanging stories and just chatting when suddenly two people walked in the cafe

One was very tall and had spiked up white hair and was wearing a blindfold, and the other had spiky/messy black hair

You didn’t think much of it at first but did question the blindfold

‘A fashion choice?’

Turning your attention back to yuji you gave him a soft smile as you listened to his ramblings about a manga

“I love you” you said cutting him off

Immediately his face turned red and whatever he was just saying turned into stuttering nonsense

Before he could respond he let out a short yell when someone placed a hand on his shoulder

It was the two dudes who walked in from earlier

“So this is what you’ve been doing.” “Fushiguro! Gojo sensei!”

The shorter one who looks yuji’s age started talking about how it wasn’t good to turn his phone on mute and go out the whole day

The tall one gives you a wave

“Sorry to interrupt your date but we gotta take yuji away for a bit” he says grabbing yuji’s collar

“Wait who are you guys?” you ask and they pause to give short introductions

“Fushiguro Megumi.” “Gojo Satoru, nice to meet ya miss girlfriend” “How did you know??” Yuji says making gojo laugh

“Its pretty obvious, you didn’t do much of a job hiding it” he says pulling yuji a little bit more.

“O-Oh im L/n Y/n, nice to meet you” you say realizing you forgot to introduce yourself

As the three chatted along with each other, you sat in silence as you tried to remember where you heard gojo’s name from

‘Oh yeah, he’s the one who yuji described as his relative. Even if it was really fast since he tends to change subjects whenever i ask’

“Wait Gojo? White hair...blind fold..are you Yuji’s relative?” you ask making both of them pause

They both turn towards yuji who gave a sheepish smile

“Thats me, im his mothers little cousin” Gojo said, a very quick and random asspull

“So why does he call you Gojo-sensei instead of uncle…Satoru?” “Well if im his moms cousin that would make me his cousin once removed wouldn’t it? And he calls me sensei since im a teacher at a school he goes to”

“And what about you?” you ask the other boy

“A classmate.” he says in a very short and uninterested tone

“Welp lets go” Gojo says dragging yuji but he quickly resists

“Wait wait! Sensei can i please stay? Today is her last day here and i don’t know when i will be able to see her again”

The teacher and student stares at each other for a long time

You have literally no clue what the blindfolded man could but thinking its so hard to read him

Then again you just met him so

Gojo sighs and lets go of yuji

“Just this once, and only because im the greatest sensei you’ve ever had. Lets go megumi. See ya miss girlfriend” gojo says walking away with a wave

Megumi looks surprised but follows him “really?” “Yeah yeah its fine, its only a couple of grade 3’s anywa…” as their voices faded when they left the building you gave yuji a look

“Are you going to get in trouble?” “im probably going to die in training…” “huh?” “nothin”

The rest of the day you guys hang out and its mmm

Yuji would be such a good boyfriend hes so wholesome

When its time for you to part he give you a big hug, kiss and ‘i love you’

You do the same and tear up a bit

With one final photo you head back to your home town

You make it a mission to visit tokyo more often and yuji tries to visit you whenever he can from then on

[readyplayerhobi]

Flower | 26

; Hoseok x Reader

; Genre: Fluff

; Word Count: 3.7k

; Synopsis:  You finally decide to take a dip into the world of online dating and find the Flower dating app. One of the top matches for you proves to be a guy who looks to be your complete opposite; tattooed, pierced, a metalhead and oh…incredibly handsome. What happens when you throw caution to the wind and reach out to him?

; A/N: Thank you for reading this :) I hope you’re all enjoying it still. Please reblog so others can read and let me know your thoughts in some feedback! :D I’m always happy to hear them and I’m a little worried that you might all be getting bored or something :( <3

; Flower Masterpost

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You’d be more surprised about the fact that it was just after eleven in the morning and Hoseok still wasn’t awake; if you didn’t have the memory of how drunk he’d been in the early hours. It had been amusing to wake up and see him still completely fast asleep next to you. 

He hadn’t even shifted position throughout the night, still laid exactly as he had been when he’d passed out. Before leaving him alone, you’d had to push him onto his other side to try to reduce the chances of him waking up with an unfortunate strain somewhere. Because that’s what happened when you were an adult. Sleeping gave you injuries sometimes, and you’d rather he didn’t wake up with more pain than he was already going to have.

Being an adult is fun.

Your concern for his health hadn’t stopped you from cooing softly at how cute he looked sleeping though. His face looked almost innocent when completely relaxed, a sight you didn’t often get to see given he got up and went to bed before you. The stomach-clenching sweetness wasn’t helped by the fact your heavily tattooed and pierced boyfriend was juxtaposed against the white bedding with tiny, cartoon ice-creams in multiple colours all over it. 

Honestly, it’s no surprise you’d had to snap a picture to show him when he woke up.

The sound of shifting and a slight creak from your bed through the open door of your bedroom distracts you away from your book. Looking up and at the doorway, your gaze narrows as you wonder if he’s just finally moving around or if he’s waking. But then you hear the quiet groan of someone who’s suffering and have to stifle a laugh. Placing a bookmark between the pages and putting it onto the coffee table, you go and fill a glass up of fresh, cold water for him and pop some painkillers.

Walking in, you’re greeted with the sight of Hoseok on his back. He doesn’t particularly look grateful to be awake, with one tattooed arm covering his eyes and the other rubbing at his head while he lets out the tiniest groan. Smiling to yourself, you place the glass onto the bedside table and nudge his arm softly.

“Hey, sleeping beauty. How’re you feeling?” There might be just the smallest hint of teasing in your voice and you’re thankful Hoseok has never really shown much of a temper before. Because given how rough he must be feeling, he could easily snap at you.

“Like I got run over by Satan’s truck and then he reversed back just for good measure. With an added dose of Jason Voorhees stabbing my brain through my eyeballs.” He grumbles, voice hoarse with sleep and you can’t stop the laugh that slips from your lips without meaning it. 

Sitting next to him on the bed, you gently tug his arm down until you get to see his face properly. The usual puffiness of sleep is there, only this time it’s combined with red eyes that are slightly bloodshot and what looks to be an unhealthy pallor to his skin. No surprise, given how much alcohol he’d ingested last night. His liver would not be thanking him today. Nor was his head probably.

“Those are some very specific descriptions.” Hoseok sits up slowly and takes a huge gulp of the water that you hand him before taking the painkillers with a soft thanks. They go down equally quickly and he’s finished the whole glass before you can even blink.

“Yeah, well. It’s true. Also, I need to pee so fucking bad. Holy shit.” He mumbles, scrambling out of bed once you take the glass from him. Snorting at how quickly he exits the bedroom, you go out to refill the glass and grab a dark chocolate and orange breakfast bar. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, you wait for him to finish his business and come back.

Which he does after five minutes. The tired kiss he presses to your lips tells you he’s taken the time to brush his teeth too so he’s probably feeling slightly more human at the moment. Handing him your hangover goodies, he drinks half the glass before chewing half-heartedly on the bar, pulling a face as the flavour clashes with the mint of his toothpaste before his gaze goes vacant while he looks down at the bedspread.

“Did you clean me or something before bed? I smell really good to say I’m this hungover. I don’t even feel gross. I mean...physically at least. Mentally, I feel like every sewer level in a horror game. Gross, annoying and entirely unnecessary but inevitable,” He’s rambling a little now and you frown, tilting your head at him. “God, I can’t remember the last time I was this hungover. Or maybe I’m still drunk, I’m not quite sure.” 

Rolling your eyes, you plump your pillows up and lean back as you watch him eat methodically. Hoseok isn’t exactly doing it fast but you get the impression that he’s got a severe headache going on and is trying to reduce aggravating it. You want to coo at him but feel it’s not the time to be doing that.

“No, that was you. You were adamant you wanted a shower and your teeth cleaned when we got back. I had to make sure you didn’t drown yourself because you got it into your head to drink the shower water and then had to brush your teeth for you because you have a bad gag reflex and kept stabbing yourself in the throat.” Hoseok winces at that, his hand coming to the said throat as he rubs it.

“That explains that then,” He mutters before looking at you a little bashful, his cheeks a tiny bit pink. “Sorry. I completely forgot that I became some weird clean freak when wrecked. There are worse things I could be though.” 

Nodding with a wry smile, you acknowledge his statement while he finishes eating before handing you the glass and empty wrapper. Placing them both on the bedside table, you go to move away when he suddenly lays back down. On his side of the bed this time.

You’re prevented from moving when he cuddles up to you, his arm wrapping around your waist tightly to pull you down while he rests his head on your chest with a heavy sigh. Hoseok doesn’t weigh too much, but he’s not exactly light either. No complaint leaves you though, not when you enjoy the feel of him pressed against you so much.

“I like your boobs. They’re soft.” He mutters and you can’t help but laugh, accidentally jerking his head as your chest moves violently but he doesn’t complain except for a soft noise that leaves him. Carding your fingers through his hair, you twist your lips in amusement as you wonder if he is a tiny bit drunk still.

“Thanks, I grew them myself.” Now he’s the one chuckling, leaving a kiss on your collarbone before sighing deeply. His weight seems to double as he relaxes against you but again, you don’t complain at him. Not yet anyway. You probably would in five minutes when he gets hot enough to feel like you’ve stepped into Mt. Doom.

“There’s some pictures of last night if you wanna see.” You tell him quietly, enjoying just cuddling with him as you play with the soft strands of his hair. He doesn’t respond for a moment and you wonder if he’s fallen asleep before he hums, shifting until his head is on your shoulder so he can see your phone. You’d brought it in with you and it had been on the bedside table until now, so you grab it and unlock it.

Clicking through Facebook, you show him some of the statuses that both his and your friends had made throughout the night along with the photos that had accompanied them. There was a particularly delightful photo that must have been taken after you’d left, of Jimin vomiting outside the bar while Yoongi and Jungkook pointed and laughed.

The two of you chuckle as you go through the photos, getting to see the night live out once more in visual form and Hoseok makes a few comments here and there. Chungha’s pictures went from relatively sweet selfies of her to selfies with Soyeon, Dahyun and you to what can only be described as drunken blurs. You’re pretty sure one of them is her making out with her girlfriend but you can’t quite tell.

What you can tell is Soyeon kissing Jungkook in the booth in the background of one of Taehyung’s photos. You point at it excitedly to Hoseok as you tell him that they must have got drunk enough to let their inhibitions go after you’d both left. Neither of them had responded to your excited texts yet though, causing him to laugh when you pout at not being able to find out if your matchmaking was truly successful.

“It seems like it was a good night. Not that I can remember anything.” Hoseok mumbles, his lips pursing in a cute pout and you gently tap them. You’ve migrated from looking at Facebook to Instagram, where the pictures are a little bit classier and more put together. No one wants to look bad on Instagram after all.

“I took some photos of us too, and Soyeon sent over some she’d taken.” There had been plenty of Hoseok on Facebook, all in various stages of him getting drunk until you could practically smell the alcohol on him through the screen. Not so many of you though, given that you’d purposefully avoided the camera throughout the night.

Though Soyeon had managed to capture one or two pictures of the two of you together from earlier in the night. Flicking through to your gallery, you let him see the photos as you scroll through them.

“I haven’t put them anywhere yet. Wanted to see what you thought.” Hoseok takes your phone from you, shifting slightly in bed to be more comfortable and scrolls back to one Soyeon had taken. Neither of you has drinks in your hands, nor are you even looking at the camera. 

Your arms are around his waist, front pressed to his side while his arm is wrapped around your shoulders. It’s almost sickening how much love and affection is painted onto your face as you smile up at him, your eyes softer than you’ve ever seen before. Anyone looking at this would easily be able to see how grossly in love you were with him.

But what made you love this photo was the fact that Hoseok was looking back at you with an equally disgusting amount of emotion. His smile was broad and genuine while his eyes were firmly focused on you. It was perhaps one of your favourite photos ever already and you weren’t surprised that Hoseok had focused on that.

“This one. We’re putting this one up.” He mutters quietly, already going to your Instagram before looking up at you with a questioning glance. Nodding your approval to him, he plays around with the custom filter settings until he has it looking exactly like he wants before posting it and sharing it to Facebook as well.

Before he gives your phone back, he scrolls through to another photo that you’d taken. It was a bit later in the night with Hoseok a little more drunk than he had been, but you kind of liked it too. A selfie this time, with your faces taking up the screen but your smile is so big as you laugh, eyes scrunched closed while Hoseok squishes a kiss against your cheek.

“I want this one,” With that, he sends it to himself before giving your phone back to you with a smile.  “Looks like I had a very good night. Wish I could remember it but...whatever. Did you enjoy it?”

Pausing, you place your phone back onto the table before wriggling down the bed to get more comfortable. You think hard on his question, contemplating whether you’d truly enjoyed yourself last night. Going to bars and parties were your least favourite thing to do and he was well aware of that. Combined with drinking, it was perhaps your worst-case scenario.

“I didn’t exactly enjoy it but...it was kind of fun. Nice to see everyone and talk to them. Funny to watch them getting drunk. Most of all, I liked watching you enjoy yourself. I’m glad that you got to have fun and do what you love with your friends for your birthday. I know that I don’t like drinking or going out but I never want to be like...an anchor holding you back, you know? So yeah, I enjoyed it more than I’d expected to.” Perhaps that was a little more honest than other people would be, but you didn’t see any point in lying to him.

He knew what you liked and didn’t like by now, you’d been dating almost a year after all. On top of that, Hoseok had been concerned that you wouldn’t enjoy yourself and would make yourself unhappy just to satisfy his want to get drunk with his friends. So you hoped him hearing that you’d enjoyed yourself more than either of you had anticipated would relieve his worries.

“Good. I mean, not good that you didn’t fully enjoy it but I think we both knew you were never going to really. I’m glad you came with me though. Means a lot to me.” He smiles at you, his expression bright despite the tiredness etched into his face.

“That’s why I did it. It was your day and I wanted to make you happy.” Your words are soft and gentle, more than a hint of shyness threaded through them. Would you ever truly get used to telling him emotional things like this?

You hoped so because he was always so comfortable showing his love and affection for you. But at the same time, that was just his love language. Yours was different, and you knew he appreciated that too.

“Well, you did. So thank you. And thank you for my presents, I love them. Do you mind if I set up the vinyl player here? Given I spend the most time here?” His question is innocent and you can sense there’s no expectation on you. You’d have to give up something to let him have space for it, but you know that if you told him no that he’d accept it without complaint.

But that led you to something you’d been contemplating for a while now. Perhaps much quicker than anyone would have thought you’d have started to think about this topic given how long it took you to admit your love to him or even just have sex. This was a much bigger life change, something that would affect both of you drastically and have the potential to truly make or break your relationship.

And yet you’d been unable to not think about it. Perhaps most surprisingly, you actively wanted what you were going to suggest.

“I mean...well, yes. I’m okay with it but, well I was thinking… M-m-maybe, I mean...do you want to...what do you think a-a-about-” You’ve devolved into the kind of nervous and awkward mess you’d been when you first met him and you know he’s both confused and worried. His head tilts up to look at you, brows furrowed together in confusion as to why you’re suddenly getting like this over a vinyl player.

“Baby? What’s wrong? Just say it. Whatever you’re thinking, just say it. I’m not gonna laugh or tease you. I mean...unless it’s funny and then I can’t be responsible for my actions.” Hoseok laments, his face scrunching as he realises he can’t be completely honest. It makes you smile though as he’s being truthful and you push at him till he’s moving off you.

Sitting up, you play with your hands as you stare at them, licking your lips nervously.

“Do you want to move in? I mean...or at least, move in together? T-t-this place probably isn’t big enough f-f-for us both to live here with y-y-your stuff but yeah. I’d like it, I think. I mean, I would. And you basically live here anyway. T-then you don’t have to pay full rent and stuff and we can share bills so i-i-it’d be better for us both, yeah? Unless...unless you don’t want to live with me. Then it’s okay. W-we can-” He cuts you off with his hand against your mouth, his eyes dancing in amusement despite how tired they look.

“Sweetheart, please let me respond before you talk yourself out of it, okay? You want us to move in together, correct?” Nodding slowly, you take a moment to glance over at him and see what his expression looks like. Whether he looks agreeable or not.

Hoseok has a carefully blank face at the moment and you swallow thickly, wondering if he’s going to reject you. It’s fine if he does, honestly. Some people don’t like living together properly. Having his own place means that he can escape from you if he’s had enough or something. You knew that you were a lot to deal with sometimes.

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel pressured into it or anything. I’m fine as it is now if you want to keep it like this. I know you like your own space after a while and I don’t want to intrude into it. Plus, this apartment is your home and it’s your safe space. I don’t want you to uproot yourself just because you think you should be doing it or anything.” He makes perfectly logical points and your heart expands with love for him at his acknowledgement of something that had been a concern for you.

You didn’t handle change well and while you were excited at the prospect of moving in with Hoseok, the knowledge that it would completely upend your life for a short while was terrifying. This apartment had taken a long time to get feeling like a home, to somewhere that you love and feel like you can recharge in.

It would take time to make whatever new place you get with him to feel like home too. And you wouldn’t be able to escape him by just going home or anything. He would be there all the time. You knew it also came with the added complication of entangling you both even more, making your lives and your hearts even harder to separate.

But you couldn’t stay coddled forever.

“I might struggle with it a bit at first but...I want to. I love being with you and you make me happy. I hate when you go home and I’m alone again, it’s harder to sleep without you here. You might not want it though but...I just thought I’d bring it up. We can talk about it more in-depth to make sure we’re on the same wavelength but...yeah. I don’t know if this is too early or too late in a relationship or anything, I just want to be with you.” You’re mumbling the words now, firmly looking away from his gaze which has softened progressively as you’d talked. They probably didn’t even make sense.

“No, no, don’t worry about it. There’s no such thing as the right time, just when we feel it’s right. But...I’d like it. I’ve been thinking about it too, I won’t lie. I always feel bad that I don’t pay anything here even though I spend so much time here but then my rent is more than yours anyway. I agree about finding somewhere new, a little bigger to cope with both of us. And give us somewhere to escape to when we’re annoying each other or something.” Now he’s the one looking away from you, rubbing at his jaw thoughtfully as he thinks.

The smile that begins on your face soon expands rapidly into a giant grin, excitement flooding through your veins along with a mixture of nerves, making it hard for you to stay still. He wanted to move in together! Live together, you were going to live together. Like have your names on a rental agreement and have mail addressed to both of you. 

“Oh, and we need to make sure it’s pet friendly for Kasumi.” Hoseok is still talking and you realise he’s been listing what you both should look for in a place. It seems that Hoseok wants to try and find an apartment if possible but he’d prefer a small house given the two of you both have a car. Understandable, given parking in the city was a pain.

There were many occasions when Hoseok had to park a few streets away as the apartment building parking lot was full. 

The thought of having a small home with him was even more exciting and you let out a small squeal of happiness. It’s only when Hoseok looks at you with wide eyes, shocked but also amused, that you realise what you’ve done and you look away from him, trying to ignore how you’ve gone hot with embarrassment.

“Oh, that was cute. Definitely cute. Yes, let’s do it. Let’s move in together.” Now he’s the one grinning and you can’t stop yourself from wrapping your arms around him, swaying him as much as you can while sitting on the bed. He lets you with a laugh before groaning as the movement makes his hangover worse.

“Just as long as you don’t decide to show me your helicopter dick every time you get drunk.” You say cheerfully, climbing out of bed to go make some lunch for you both. Already you’re decorating the new place in your mind, planning the perfect combination between you both and deciding what you want to keep from your place and his.

“I’m sorry, my what?”

[some-dr-writings]

Gonta x Botanist Reader with a hobby of candy making One-shot: Gonta’s Gift

Gonta had awoken to a chill that morning as expected, it was still winter after all. It was still dark out as well. Gonta found himself on that particular morning unable to get up. He had work to do, yet he found himself instead hugging you tightly, nuzzling his face into the back of your neck as he interlaced your finders together. He adored the feeling of your hands within his, something about tracing the lines in your palms or seeing how perfectly the rings fit on those fingers of yours could always hypnotize him. Maybe it was the warmth of them, or the slight clamminess of them, perhaps it was what those rings symbolize, the lifelong commitment you two had taken for one another for many years now. He had seen those rings and his own on the pair of you for so long, one would think he’d just be used to it by now but at times, like that morning he just felt extra sentimental, visions of your wedding day together played in his mind sending his heart to pick up in pace. And then he was blushing, getting embarrassed recalling how when you danced with one another he accidentally took a misstep sending the pair of you to almost crash into a table, and how you simply laughed, told him he was doing great before taking a misstep yourself. Thankfully he was able to catch you and hold you closely as he was doing now, Miu and Kokichi saying something how you two should get a room and your old classmates immediately putting a stop to it. It was such an amazing day.

“Still sleepy I see.” “No, just admiring you.” Alright, it was time to get up. He flipped around, getting his glasses from the bedstand as you playfully patted Gonta’s unruly hair out of his face. “… I feel like being fancy, berries and pancakes and stuff, you want some?” “Yes, I’d love some!” You sleepily smiled before yawning and trotting out of the room.

“The pancakes smell so good, I could smell them all the way from the bedroom.” “That’s just your powerful wolf nose, then again I guess I could finally be going nose blind.” Gonta sidled up beside you, watching as you poured more batter onto the pan. “Ah, you made more jam?” Carefully he took one of the glass jars off the counter beside you, holding it up to the rays of light that had just began to peek through the window. “Yeah, once my raspberry research ended last month, I just decided to make some into jam. Still have a lot extra, but I don’t want to have nothing but raspberry jam for a year. Maybe I could make ice-cream, or… maybe turn it into a flavoring for lollipops?” “Could I give some to my ant friends?” “Sure, most of ‘em are still on the vine. Take the ones from greenhouse three, back left corner of the place, the others aren’t quite ripe yet.” “Third greenhouse, back left corner, thank you!” It would be nice to visit one of your greenhouses. He usually only did so when going to see you, or checking up on the insects you had allowed in there, maybe collect ingredients if you allowed it, but-

“Gonta Dear, you still have a mat in your hair.” “Huh!? I do!?” “Yeah, it’s towards the top… ish. No, I mean lower top? You know what, just bring me a comb I’ll get it for you.” “Thank you so much.” Quickly Gonta trotted back to the bathroom to get a comb, though he did feel a little guilty, he couldn’t even groom himself on his own, but he also could never decline help from you.

“Care to take over pancake duty so I could get to you now?” “I’d like that.” Admittedly Gonta also like this, it always felt so nice when you brushed through his hair, he’d get this pleasant tingling feeling on his head and down his back whenever you did so. “Oh, I just remembered. Oma might be stopping by today.” “Kokichi?” “Said something about coming today to collect the poisoned, exploding berries he had ordered or whatnot. I’m a botanist, not a plant breeder, besides I don’t have the time to experiment on that... although… maybe I could pencil it in next year?... Uh, anyway. Sounded like he also dragged Saihara and some others into his antics so we might see others as well.” “Do you know what time? It’d be ungentlemanly if we didn’t have snacks prepared! And we’re so far out in the countryside, do they have a place to stay at? I’ll go make sure the guest rooms are prepared later.” “I’m not sure, sorry Dear.” “… Perhaps we could make some extra pancakes for if they come in the morning?” “… And if they don’t come by soon enough, I guess we could just snack on the rest through the day.”

Gonta listened to the low hum rumble deep in your throat as you thought it over. He could sometimes puzzle out what you were thinking by the tone of your hum, or at least when your thoughts shifted from one topic to another, like it did just then, shifting to a slightly higher pitch before you spoke. “It’s sometimes weird to think back to our high school days. You always spoke differently back then, but it would be easier than proper Japanese, you hadn’t been back in human society for long. It had this charm to it that was nice. It was simple, not needlessly complicated. I wonder if back then I could have imagined you speaking with proper grammar.” “…” Gonta felt rather silly about it, the heat that arose on his cheeks. “Well… he would speak that way if you told Gonta you wanted him too.” “Oh, no, no, no! You don’t need to do that.” Placing your hands on one of his shoulders you jumped, pushing yourself up, planting a quick kiss on the cheek. “I appreciate the thought though.”

“Y/N, you should slow down, I don’t want you to choke on your food!” Gonta placed his hands on yours, getting you to stop shoveling the pancakes down our gullet. “Sorry Sweetie. I just have lots of work to get done and I don’t want to fall behind! You’re right though, I’ll slow down.” Gonta simply watched as you so excitedly smiled. You certainly were in a good mood, that was for sure, but who wouldn’t be when eating your cooking. He remembered how you always smiled like that on dates. Like your very first date when the pair of you went to a botanical garden together… It had been a while since you had gone on a date together, but you both had been rather busy. You still made time to just laze about in evenings, but you hadn’t gone on a real date and not for lack of trying. It seemed whenever you tried, something always got in the way whether it be the weather, scheduling conflicts, last minute delays and so on. These thoughts came to a halt through hearing the faucet turn on. “Y/N allow me. I’ll clean up so you may get to work.” “Thank you, Gonta.” As you passed by you gave him a kiss dashing away. He wished you had lingered just a little bit longer. You always were so hard working, but it would be hard not to do so when it was for something you loved, Gonta certainly knew what that was like, there had been more than one occasion where he was so absorbed in his research, he didn’t realize it was midnight till you came in, asking him to come to bed. You both really should take a day or two off and just have a date, it’d be a nice change of pace!

And so, another day at work ensued which was occasionally interrupted by daydreams of things to do together, Gonta notating every idea down; dancing under the moonlight, a picknick out in nature, doing some cooking together. True it was just three ideas, but he could come up with more ideas later and even ask for your input, you could probably come up with things he never could have.

As he was dreaming away about the pair of you working together in the kitchen, Gonta suddenly remembered something. He never got those raspberries; he had completely forgotten about that. Gonta had also noticed the time, it was really late in the afternoon, it would be evening soon. Gonta had never eaten lunch and he wouldn’t be surprised if you hadn’t either. Gonta raced through the house, past the kitchen, past your lab and to the many greenhouses. Gonta picked the raspberries you had told him of, and some strawberries from your designated personal food greenhouse. Gonta didn’t think himself as that great of a cook, but he at least he could make decent, filling meals that you loved! He’d make you some oatmeal, but if you did have lunch and were full, he’d eat it for you, and give you some strawberries as a snack instead.

Just as he was going back to the house, he spotted something in the corner of his eye. “Ah, Shuichi! You’re here!” Eagerly he raced up to the man… who was carrying a box? “You should have told me you were coming. That box looks heavy, I could carry it for you, it will be easy for me.” “G-Gonta! Well, I uh! I-I’m helping Y/N!” “Y/N needs help?” “Yeah! I’m just moving some equipment, nothing big! Just go back to your work, we can talk later.” “Really? You look off, are you coming down with a cold?” “I-” Before Shuichi could answer he was tackled to the ground, sending snow flying. “Shuichi, Kokichi! Are you alright!? You’re not hurt!?” The purple haired clown hopped off the poor detective, gaining a wince from him. “I-I’m fine Gonta.” “GONTA! WHAT ARE YOU DONING HERE!? YOU SHOULD BE WITH Y/N!” “W-what!? Did something happen to them?” Kokichi hopped onto Gonta, gripping the collar of Gonta’s lab coat in his fists, standing on Gonta’s stomach. Gonta kept leaning back as Kokich kept the ends of their noses presses together. “What happened to them!? WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM!? HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR OWN SPOUSE!?” He leaped off, beginning to walk away. “Oh, Poor Gonta doesn’t know how they are or where they are!” “Wh-where are they!?” With his back turned, he simply pointed to the house and the entomologist immediately darted away for it. Slowly Shuichi sat back up. “Well… that was certainly one way to keep him away, but you didn’t have to scare him like that.” Kokichi simply shrugged, taking the box from Shuichi. “It’ll be fine, he’ll be happy to see they’re just fine. Maybe they’ll cuddle for a few hours and be hunky-dory. Besiiiiides, Y/N is the best distraction we could ever ask for. Anyway what else was I supposed to do, let you ruin the surprise!?” Tears formed in the corner of his eyes before he burst into tears. “Y-you don’t want Gonta to have a happy birthday surprise!? HOW CRU-” Suddenly a hand was slapped over his mouth. “Shhhsh! Gonta might hear you! Let’s just go!” “Nishishi! About time you kicked your butt into gear! If you did earlier Gonta wouldn’t have caught you!”

“Y/N!” It was not gentlemanly to go running through the house, but you needed to be safe! “Y/N!” “Gont- OH FUUUUUUUUUUUUDGE! FUDGE-FUDGE-FUDGE!” The kitchen! Gonta immediately raced to the kitchen! “WAIT! DON’T step on the clear liquid, or touch the pot, both are very, VERY hot!” You lightly trembled, holding your hand under the pouring faucet. Seeing how red your hand was Gonta took the first-aid kit from one of the lower kitchen cabinets and snapped off a piece of the aloe vera plant you kept on the windowsill for situations just like this. Effortlessly with one arm he lifted you up to sit on the counter, with his free hand he turned off the faucet. Even though Gonta patted your hand dry as gently as possible it still flinched. “I’m sorry!” “N-no, no, it’s okay.” Taking a knife from the knife block Gonta quickly peeled off the aloe vera skin revealing the clear gel and smeared it over all the burnt parts of your hand, and a little around them just in case before wrapping your hand firmly. “I always forget just how good you are at this.” “When I lived in the forest, I had to know how to heal any injuries, even little cuts can get you sick.” A small sigh had escaped him as he cupped your hand in both of his.

“Hey, what’s wrong? You look shaken.” The moment you placed your uninjured hand on his cheek he immediately leaned into the touch before placing one of his hands on yours, gently pressing you into him. He closed his and kissed your palm not caring at all about it knocking over his glasses. “I saw Kokichi, he said something happened to you and I got scared. He was acting like it was something really bad.” “Oh Sweetie.” You leaned in, giving him a kiss on the forehead. “I’m okay, well aside from the burn, but you’ve taken care of that already. I’m okay because of you.” “So, I was useful?” “Dear…” You sighed, lightly shaking you head. “You are more than useful, you’re amazing. Never forget that, please.” Gonta was confused as you took off his glasses, placing them beside you. Then a giddy laughter bubbled up from him as you peppered his face in kisses. Now all day you had been giving him kisses, it would be ungentlemanly to not give you some love back, so with a determined glint in his eye he peppered your face and neck in kisses earning laughter and squeals from you. Soon you both dissolved into giggling messes, so loving your moment together.

Gonta insisted you stay on the counter while he cleaned up the floor, not wanting to risk you getting another burn or dirtying your bandages. Since it was still hot and hadn’t hardened yet it was somewhat easy aside from the residue of stickiness which seemed to refuse to leave the flooring for a while. “What were you making? Could I help, it might be harder to make it now with a hurt hand.” “… Well… Alright. We’re going to be making some hard candy.” “Hmm?” “Yeah, my lollipop stash in my office has started running low and I thought about making something slightly different this time. You’ll see.” “… You had work, I thought?” “Shuichi and Kokichi are taking over set-up so I have some extra time.” “Ah, that’s good. I must thank them later! Maybe they’d like to have another insect meet-and-greet! I do have some new friends they haven’t met yet!” A smile tugged on your lips seeing how excited he was getting. How you even met such a perfect, sweet, gentleman, you would never know, but you were more than grateful he was a part of your life, let alone him being your own husband.

Thankfully for you, you hadn’t gotten far when you got hurt so getting back to where you left off was rather quick. “See the crystal-like stuff on the sides of the pot? That’s where the wet pastry brush comes in. You just gotta brush it, we don’t want that stuff in the candy.” Gonta nodded, following your instructions. “Oh, didn’t you say we do something at a hundred twenty-six Celsius?” “I can take care of this part; you keep washing the crystals.” It was almost exciting to watch as you dropped in some red dye into the mixture, the boiling bubbles on their own mixing in the color, getting it to swirl around. It felt somewhat strange the fiery heat from the stove and winter’s chill both surrounded him. He was both tempted to roll down his sleeves, despite cooking, to warm up even a little or to at least undo the top buttons of his shirt. Cooking in winter was always a bit odd when the kitchen hadn’t completely warmed up yet.

“Is it at a hundred forty-eight Celsius yet?” “Almost.” “I think I can set up the next batch, we’re going to make one for each base color of the rainbow; red, orange, yellow, green, you get the idea.” “It’s at one forty-eight.” “Take it off the heat! Take it off the heat!” Quickly Gonta did so, placing it on a turned off burner while you shutoff the first one. “Now we add the flavoring! Can you guess what it is?” “Uh… I don’t……” He paused for a moment, as if unsure of what to say. “raspberry?” “Yes! How did you guess?” “I try remembering all of your words. They are all important to me, and you told me this morning about having so many!” “… Damn it, Dear. You’re so sweet.” You passed him a tiny glass bottle. “Here, just dump this into the pot and stir. After that we just have to pour the stuff into the molds and wait for it to cool.”

And so you both repeated the process over and over, past dinner time and even beyond when night had fallen, the sky dark, the only light from those tiny twinkling lights far away in the sky. “Careful. Careful. Careful. Don’t drip now… slowly… and… WE’RE DONE! Almost It’s gotta cool… which will take a while.” The molds were cube in shape so none could see exactly what the shape inside was, and for each you placed a stick in. It seemed a little big for a lollipop unless it was a very big one. “The kitchen will cool down quickly so the candy will too after that.” “Yeah…” You quickly glanced to the clock.” “But it was fun making stuff with you, I don’t want to stop just yet.” “Well, we could make something else.” “… You picked strawberries for oatmeal, right?” “Yes, but… that is a few too many for oatmeal, isn’t it…” You both looked to the two large containers of the stuff. “… Wanna make strawberry ice-cream? We can save some for oatmeal breakfast tomorrow.” “I’ll get the ice cream maker!” “Get the large one!” You adored seeing the delight in your husband’s eyes. No matter the weather or time of year, sweet, sweet ice-cream was always in your freezer. It was one of the first ‘candies’ you had him help make with you. Cooking together like this wasn’t too common with your usually busy schedules, but at least once a month you’d come together to make the sweet treat. And every time you’d be like a pair of children let loose in a sweets shop, wide sparkling eyes, squealing with high pitched voices at every little stage of the process of making. It was always just so fun.

All too soon though your fun had come to an end. “Oh! Dear, we need to go outside. Then everything can cool down much quicker!” “Yes a- Oh Shuichi and Kokichi! I just left them out there!” “Hey, Dear, it’s alright. They actually might be asleep right now, and I know they had some things to snack on. They’re alright, I assure you.” “If you say so… I still feel bad though.” “We can be the perfect gentlemanly hosts tomorrow. They were working all day, so I’m sure they’d like to see us be the ideal party hosts of sorts. How does that sound.” He looked to you for a prolonged moment, then smiled. “I WILL BE THE PERFECT GENTLEMAN HOST!” Suddenly he instantly lost all of his bravado, shrinking down a little. “I should be quiet! It’d be very rude to wake them this late in the night.”

Sneakily, and quietly giggling to yourselves like naughty children you slinked out of the house with the candies and ice-cream in hand. You placed them down by the doors of one the many greenhouses. “Ah, I just love crisp, clear skies like tonight. Just perfect.” You spun around, kicking up some snow as you went. It was even a full moon out, illuminating the whole world in a soft light. Gonta noticed how you soon slowed your twirling, hugging yourself and shivering. “Huh?” “Is this alright?” You looked up to him in confusion, not expecting to suddenly be held so closely. You smiled, nuzzling into him. “More than alright.” “Then… may I have your hand?” Though you were reluctant to do so, you managed to rip one of your arms from him and placed you hand in his which he held up to about chest level. Then you began to sway about, slow dancing to no music but the wind rustling about. Gonta made sure to keep a gentle yet firm grip on you noticing how the snow beneath your feet with slightly slippery. “If we stay close and keep moving, we’ll keep warm.” And so you danced in the world where only the pair of you existed, nothing but your love for one another to keep warm by.

Gonta noticed how you kept glancing to the watch on your wrist, even beginning to count down ever so softly to yourself. Though unsure as to why you were doing so, he joined in, counting down with you. “five.” “four.” “three.” “two.” “one.” “Happy Birthday Dear.” Oh, it must have been midnight already. “Hey, if it’s too cold out here we could go into the greenhouse for a bit.” “… Do you want to go?” “Yeah, but also no.” “If you want to keep dancing, let’s keep dancing. I just want to do what you want.” You playfully smacked him on the chest. “Excuse me! It’s your birthday, not mine. We do what you want.” Gonta fell silent, a bright blush dusting his cheeks. “Gonta… The only gift Gonta could want for his birthday is to make you happy. And Gonta wants to be the one to make you happy. You are the most precious to Gonta.” “… Gonta… you’re just precious, you know that?” His heart began to flutter seeing he had drawn a smile from you. “Though… I-uh! Gonta could want for one other thing. Could Gonta get a kiss from the absolute most precious, amazing love of his life, his only partner?” “Of course.” He lifted you up like it was but nothing, still holding you close. You looked down on him, chuckling to yourself as you draped your arms over his shoulders seeing his glasses starting to fog up. Ever so delicately you took them off, then while closing your eyes leaned your lips into his.

Suddenly Gonta began to panic realizing he was so caught up in the moment he forgot about the snow and slipped. He clutched you as closely as he could, placing a hand on the back of your head to shield it, and threw out his arm so he could brace himself and not crush you in the fall. “Y/N, Are you okay!?” “Y-yeah, just start-” Just as suddenly as the fall happened, several voices appeared. “Guess ice isn’t the only hard thing around here! Am I right boys!” “Oh my God-” “Oh my Atua!” “Miu, SHUT UP!” “Yeah MIU! The insect lollipops are as well, duh!” “Kokichi, you’re not helping.” “Did you expect him to help!?” “Quiet down, Gonta’s going to hear us!” “Kaede, I believe he already has. Shall I turn on the lights now?” “Yeah, just do it Kirumi, please.”

And just like that the lights to the greenhouse burst to life revealing the whole class inside, several of them peaking their heads out the open door, some taking in the molds and ice cream that was left by it. “I- what!?” “Uh, remember that work Shuichi and Kokichi were helping me with? Well, we were working on making a surprise birthday party for you!” Gonta simply stared at you, unmoving, shocked. “Gonta!?” Tears formed in those bright red eyes, but you only saw them for a moment, suddenly being hugged, Gonta burying his face into the crook of your neck. “T-thank you. I love you, so much. Y-you know that, right? Not just for this but everything else too! I love you!” “Hey, at least save this till you see the spread we got you!” “huh?” “Go into the greenhouse!” Slowly the man got up, and once he did, he carried you all the way there. Tables were spread out as far as the eye could see, filled to toppling over with sweets, treats, and wrapped gifts of all kinds. Gonta even spotted Kaito opening the molds revealing beautiful insect shaped lollipops, drops, leaves and other such things.

Even a picknick. Gonta wondered how he ended up with such a perfect person like you, a person who could freaking know him so well as to have this all done at around the same time, he began wanting all this. You truly were the greatest gift in his life.

[ikkaku-of-heart]

Are they too old to read comics? Probably. However. That hasn't secretly stopped Law. Nor will it. especially after having seen a dark story, beautifully illustrated depicting stories of lovecraftian nightmares. This is perfect for Ikkaku whether she reads comics or not.

Law wastes no time debating whether he should or shouldn't. He purchases the first several and leaves them on the kitchen table next to some piping hot chinese take out. And a box of burgers. In the freezer? He's hidden some death by chocolate ice cream.

For once it's early in the evening and he's managed a little time off. He's been very aware he and Ikkaku haven't just...hung out recently. Law is attempting to rectify this whenever possible. Yeah she might understand that he leads a hectic work life, but he often does feel guilty for either being gone or for being too much of a zombie to actually live once in a while.

So why not get into the bottle of bourbon he's brought home and enjoy a little feast with some banter?

"Oi. You better not have any hot dates planned. Your bedroom adventures can be postponed for something far better."

Even Flevance at his feet, seems to agree with his sentiments as he stares off towards the woman, expression seeming awfully judgmental even for a feline.

She knew Law had the night off from his duties at the hospital, along with the rest of the next day, but as much as Ikkaku really wanted to ask him if they could do something together, like go to a movie or even just stay in and hang, she didn’t want to impose. As the most sought-after surgeon in the damn state, her roommate’s free time was precious and he should do what he wanted, even if it was catching up on sleep or canoodling with Nami. Things that didn’t really involve her.

Really, she wasn’t upset about that or anything. She understood completely. Hell, she encouraged the sleep thing and if Nami made him really, genuinely happy, of course she’d support their relationship even if she ended up becoming the third wheel. He’d put up with her own hook-ups long before the redhead had come into the picture, after all. It was what good friends did, along with ensuring the fridge was stocked with quick meals and coffee so he actually had sustenance to fuel him. So even though the apartment felt lonely sometimes when it was just her and the cat, and she’d resorted to wearing his sweatshirts just so she felt a little closer to him sometimes, the sunny mechanic was determined to keep smiling and being supportive.

Resigned to maybe seeing Law long enough for a quick hug before he passed out or ran off, the sight of him already waiting for her, Flevance at his feet, dinner on the table, and comics conspicuously placed where she couldn’t miss them, caught her totally off-guard.

“I--wha--no, I didn’t have a date,” she stammered, trying to figure out what the heck he was doing. She picked up the comics curiously. Did he get these for her? Why? He was the closet geek, not her. Though, she had to admit, she was a fan of eldritch horror stories, and the illustrations were pretty badass.

Slowly, she started to piece things together. Was he seriously looking to spend the night at home, awake, with her? Had it been that obvious she had missed having him around? Ikkaku hoped he didn’t think she resented him for it - they were busy adults, and his schedule in particular was insane, and she was just happy to see him for even a few minutes.

Given the bottle of bourbon on the counter, she was going to be stuck with him for way more than a few minutes.

Ikkaku grabbed Law and pulled him into a crushing hug, burying her face in his sweatshirt so he couldn’t see the happy tears that beaded in her eyelashes. If he did he’d call her a sentimental sap for sure, and then she was legally obligated to smack him, and that would ruin this frankly perfect moment. 

“You’re such a fuckin’ nerd,” she giggled, pulling away to give him an affectionate, platonic kiss to his cheek. reaching down she picked up Flevance, the judgmental cat beginning to purr as she cuddled him close, clearly pleased to have both of his humans around to dote on him that night. “But I guess I can humor you since you got me food and booze to boot. I just hope you remembered to get some ice cream for dessert. Oh,” she added with a teasing smile, “and since you’re actually here for once, I won’t steal any of your shirts to wear. Well, none of the ones that aren’t already mine anyway.”

[missnxthingg]

Hi again!! If you’re still accepting requests can I have one with Peter? Maybe unrequited love in the start then Peter starts to date MJ. The reader decides to move on but Peter suddenly realized who he really loves? Thank you!!!

Summary: Peter and (Y/N) have been best friends since forever, but things changed when he started to go out with MJ.

A/N: So, I had a little chat with my fren anon and we discussed what to do with this one and I really loved the concept. Something similar to this happened to both of us, but it ended up much better than my story. 

Words: 7.7K

Pairing: Peter Parker x Best Friend!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, angst(and a little mention of sex).

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Peter was the best friend anyone could ever dream of having. You remember him being by your side since you two met in middle school when you were 12 and you had just moved from New Jersey to New York. He didn’t have many friends and you didn’t either, due to the fact that you were new in the city and didn’t know much people. He was just the nicest boy in the world and a very smart one, the kind of guy the teachers loved but wasn’t very appreciated by his colleagues.

You were different. You instantly knew you wanted to be friends with him when you saw him coming to school with a Star Wars t-shirt and a shy smiled on his face. And your friendship was the prettiest, it was like both of you were inseparable since day one. He introduced you to May and you introduced him to your parents. They didn’t mind having you hanging out all the time and that was what made you two inseparable.

“Hey, (Y/N). I was wondering if you wanted to get ice cream with me and my aunt after school.” He asked shyly during the break and that made you smile.

“Sure Pete, it will be fun!” 

You were 12, but you were sure of one thing. You were Peter’s first best friend and he was your first crush. God, that boy was cute as hell and you were overwhelmed by him and his friendship. You harboured small feelings for him through long years and it followed you to High School when you followed each other to Midtown High. Of course, in the beginning, you were sure it was just a small thing because you didn’t know many people, but High School came to prove you wrong. 

There you got to meet a lot of new people, starting with Ned, an addition to your little gang. And then, a lot of people were appearing, like Michelle Jones, Liz Allen, Flash Thompson, Betty Brant and many others that were always hanging out with them. It was a whole new thing and they were experiencing new things together.

“Pete, I have to tell you something.” You came excited to him during a party and he seemed excited too. “I just had my first kiss.”

“Me too!” He said and for a second, you weren’t excited anymore with the fact that Peter kissed someone else. You were sure your feelings went away when you got to High School, but clearly, it wasn’t. “Who was it?”

“Harry Osbourn. And yours?”

“Liz Allen! Isn’t that amazing? She’s hot and everything.”

“Yeah, it is.” You faked a smiled and he hugged you.

“But don’t worry, you’re still my favourite.”

Things between you and him didn’t change much you two, except for the fact that now you were into dating people, much more mature. Also, a little thing happened through the sophomore year. After getting bit by the spider, Peter got hot, like extremely hot and it wasn’t helping with your feelings. Neither was your proximity since you were the only one Peter trusted to tell you everything, even his new little secret. The years started to pass and you grew even closer as if it was somehow possible, but you weren’t complaining about it. Peter started to be more affective with you and you did too.

“Hey, beautiful.” He kissed the top of your head and sat next to you at your usual table in the cafeteria.

“Hey, Pete. What did you bring for lunch?”

“Strawberries, salty pretzels and mini carrots. You?”

“PB and J sandwichs. Wanna switch?” He nodded and gave you his lunch.

“Cute.” Betty sat down with Ned to have lunch with them and made the two friends blush.

“Kinda gross.” MJ said joining them.

“So, movie night, this Friday, my place.” Ned said, making MJ and Betty moan.

“God, can we do something else?” Betty asked.

“Movie nights are just an excuse for you nerds to either watch Star Wars or Harry Potter. We never watch anything else.” MJ said and Betty agreed.

“That’s not true, we watched Back to The Future last month.” Ned defended.

“I don’t want to spend my Friday night stuck in some apartment.”

“Well, we can go mini-golfing.” Peter suggested and everyone agreed.

“I’m not sure I can make it Friday. It’s my aunt’s birthday and we’re going to Long Island for the party. But don’t worry about me.”

“Uhm, that’s a bummer.” MJ said and everyone nodded.

“But hey, we’re still having our study date after school, right? Maybe you can sleepover and have a movie night, just the two of us.”

“Yeah, that would be nice.” You smiled at him and he nodded.

“God, just marry already.” Betty teased and everyone laughed.

“Very funny.” You rolled your eyes and finished your quick food.

“Come on, let me walk you to class.” He stood up and you followed him.

“Those two are so gonna end up together.” Ned said turning back to his food.

And that’s what you thought too, at least for a while. Peter was all caring and sweet with you, always finding a way to make you smile. Also, the small “dates” were a booster to their relationship. It made her fall in love with him even more.

“Popcorn and sweets.” Peter sat next to her on the couch, where she just finished organizing their school stuff after a long afternoon of studies. “Did you choose a movie?”

“Yes. And we’re watching Devil Wears Prada because I’m in the mood for this movie.”

“Okay, whatever you choose boss.” He cuddled next to her over a blanket and passed the popcorn bowl to her lap. You started the movie and leaned on Peter’s shoulder to get comfortable.

“I’m so glad we kept doing this over the years. It makes me really happy.”

“Me too.” He kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer to cuddle. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” She smiled and her whole body shivered at the words.

That was just it. Peter was your everything and you tried to make him happy just as much as he makes you happy. You loved him with every inch of you and you were comfortable that way. Loving and being loved back was the best feeling in the world, except for maybe, your love towards Peter was a little different from the one he was giving you. He thought of you as a friend and every time you remembered it, your heart ached. But at that moment, it didn’t matter, you were comfortable as hell in his arms, watching one of your favourite movies and eating delicious snacks.

When Friday came, you very reluctantly followed your parents to Long Island for your aunts birthday, not without one last goodbye to your friends and a long hug from Peter. You wanted more than anything to go mini-golfing with your friends, but you still had a mother and you need to obey her.

“That’s a bummer.” Peter fixed your hair, pulling a stray behind your ear. “Wish you could come along.”

“It’s okay, Long Island will be fun! I love the suburbs and their barbecues, lazy people…”

“(Y/N), I’m your best friend, you don’t have to pretend you like the suburbs.”

“Yeah, it’s gonna be pretty bad.” You laughed along with him and gave him a tight hug. “Call me later?”

“Aren’t you gonna be busy coming back to the city?” He asked and she shrugged.

“At least text me.” He nodded and gave her a forehead kiss before leaving. “Have fun.”

“You too, babe.”

And Long Island was a bore. Even though you loved your family, they didn’t know how to throw a party and you spent most of the night drinking soda with your cousins playing shared, but wanting more than ever to be with your friends. You were bored, resting your body in an armchair and your mind just went to Peter a lot, like something was happening with him and you couldn’t settle without thinking about the boy.

Your parents decided to leave earlier because it was a long way back to the city and you were the only family that came using the train, which would be having the last one in less than fifteen minutes. You sat alone on the train, letting your parents sit together in another booth, and got busy with your phone and seeing some Instagram stories of your friends having fun together. You locked your phone and rested your head against the window, too tired and frustrated to do anything. Until someone texted you.

Pete: “Hey. Can you call me when you get home?”

(Y/N): “Sure, I’m almost getting home, hold on.”

And boy, if you could have avoided that conversation, you would. See, you didn’t know you were walking towards a conversation you didn’t know you didn’t want to have, but the first thing you did when your parents went to their room was sit in your fire escape and call Peter.

“Hey, sorry I took too long. Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s perfect! You won’t ever believe what happened today.” Peter sounded excited and even though you were happy he was happy, you started to feel a little bad because you weren’t there to see it. “Okay, you ready?”

“Just spill the beans, Pete.” You laughed before he said anything.

“I kissed MJ today.” Your laughter died instantly and your heart sank, your whole world crashed around you and you were pretty sure you felt a tear fall down. “And she agreed to go on a date with me. Isn’t that amazing?”

“Oh, I didn’t know you were into MJ. You never told me.” Her voice was weak and low, definitely not excited about what had just happened.

“I thought it was obvious. Anyway, I need some help to plan the perfect date and no one is better than you.”

“Okay. Uhm, I’m tired. Do you think we can talk about it later?” You tried not to make him notice you weren’t as excited as he was, or even that you were crying. But Peter knew you too good.

“Hey, are you okay? You don’t sound so good.”

“I’m feeling a little sick, just a cold. Don’t worry about it.”

“Of course I worry, you’re my best friend. And you were the one who literally stuck by my side the last time I was ill. Do you want me to swing to your place? Spider-Man can be there in a second.” He tried to say it with a cheerful voice and it actually made you smile a little because at least he worries about you.

“No, I’ll survive. But thank you for worrying.”

“I’ll swing by your apartment tomorrow, okay baby?”

“Okay. Oh and Pete… I’m happy for you, sorry if I didn’t sound so excited, my head is hurting a lot.” It took her a lot of guts to say it.

“Thank you. Take an aspirin and rest, okay? I love you, sleep well.”

“I love you too. Good night, Pete.”

“Good night, beautiful. Call me if you need anything, at any time.”

“I will, promise.”

That night you stood up, crying your heart out and mourning about what happened. You didn’t shut your eyes for the whole night and everything around her reminded her of Peter, including the pajama she was using for sleep for the last two nights, one of Peter’s science shirts. It was the most heartbreaking night of her life and she couldn’t believe that he actually chose someone else because deep down she always thought they would end up together.

When the morning came, Peter stopped by really early, finding you with a horrible appearance due to the fact that you didn’t sleep all night and really looked like you were sick. But Peter was always concerned about you, you were his best friend and he wanted to see you okay. So he made you breakfast and slipped inside your room after your mom letting him in, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Hey.” You whispered softly to see him next to you.

“Hey, sorry for being so early. I spent the whole night awake worrying about you.”

“That’s sweet.” You sat in your bed and he leaned in to give you a forehead kiss. “I didn’t sleep too. Feeling pretty awful.”

“I brought you breakfast. I had May making you waffles and I did some hot cocoa when I got here.”

“Thank you, you’re the best.” You gave him some space to lie down with you, which he did, pulling you into a hug. “Hey, you got a date.”

“Yeah, I do. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about MJ earlier, but I’m really happy that I got to finally kiss her.”

“I’m happy for you.” Maybe if you kept saying it over and over, you would start believing it. 

“But I’m here to take care of you, so no talking about my dating life, even though I’m dying to ramble on about it.” He said with a big smile which made you chuckle softly.

“You can ramble on about it.” 

“I’m just so happy. I never thought a girl would like me that way. And last night was amazing, we had a lot of fun together and when we went to get some more soda, I asked if I could kiss her and she took the first step. Like, I haven’t kissed many girls but she was definitely the best one yet. And when she agreed to go out with me, it was the best feeling in the world.”

“I’m glad you got your date with the girl you like.” You smiled weakly and he smiled back. “I wish I could have the same as you guys have.”

“Hey, I’m sure you’ll find someone that will like you just as much as I like Michelle.” Ouch, that hurt.

“Uhm, I’m really tired.” You said finishing the breakfast and Peter lied in your bed.

“C’mere, I’ll help you sleep.” He pulled you to lie down with him and settled you into a comforting hug.

“Thank you for being here.”

“I’ve always been here and I’ll always be. Don’t you ever think that just because I started dating I will stoping teasing you. You’re still my first friend, my best friend.”

“I know you always will. I love you.”

“I love you too, now rest, we both need it.”

The next weeks were rough, watching Peter and MJ together wasn’t at all pleasant to you. Peter would now sit next to her instead of sitting next to you like he normally does. Also, he has been much more affectioned with her in public and it only got worst when they went out on their first date when Peter made sure she was now his girlfriend. You tried to be supportive, as much as it hurt you to do so, because he didn’t deserve this negativity over his new relationship, especially coming from his best friend.

“I have a girlfriend. It’s still hard to believe it.” Peter said during chem class and since you were lab partners, you couldn’t avoid him, like you were trying to do in real life. “I mean, I’m Peter Parker. I’m a nerdy boy and someone actually likes it.”

“Pete, I don’t know why you’re surprised, you’re amazing.” You reassured him and he smiled softly.

“I don’t know, I think everyone gets surprised right? Doesn’t matter, I have an awesome girlfriend.” He smiled at her, sitting with Betty some tables ahead and she smiled back. “We need to find someone for you, so we can double date.”

“Peter, I’m fine. I don’t want a boyfriend right now, I just want to focus on my studies and get into Harvard by the end of the year.”

“But I want both of us going through this experience together. We always do everything together.”

“That’s not how things work, Pete.”

But he didn’t drop it and it would eventually pop into your conversations. At least he was still talking to you and acting the same around you, making it less hard to cooperate with your feelings. But when they started to get more serious, he started to change around you. Of course, he would always talk to you, but suddenly MJ came first. You understood it, after all, she’s his girlfriend and should be the person he trusts the most, but you missed your old friendship.

You haven’t had a movie night alone in ages and when the gang organized a movie night, you were the only one ending up alone since now you were the only single one in the gang. Also, Peter stopped swinging by your apartment to hang out or just to tell you he’s safe. He didn’t hug or kiss your cheek as often now, even when you were alone. But it was okay, you kept repeating to yourself it was okay, but it was getting even harder to believe. At least he would still talk to you.

“I’m worried about you feeling lonely.” He suddenly spoke during one of your rare moments alone, studying in the library. “I mean, everyone in the gang has a significant other and you’re still alone. I worry about that.”

“First, ouch. You don’t need to throw it in my face every time.” You said with a laughing tone, which made him laugh. “Second, I’m fine, really. I just… miss you a little. We haven’t hung out in ages.”

“What do you mean? We hang out all the time.”

“Yeah, but not alone like we used to do.” You fixed your hair to cover the red appearing in your ears.

“I’m really sorry, it’s just… I’ve been busy with… my internship. Also, trying to conceal that with my MJ time it’s been really hard.”

“It’s okay.”

“But I’ll make it up to you, soon. I promise.”

But he never did and eventually, you started to get angry about it, maybe a little bit cheated. You wanted to move on more than anything. It took a while but you did, leaving Peter and MJ alone to start having some fun around and maybe date some guys. And what better way to start it with Flash’s birthday party.

“I’m sorry (Y/N), but I think Ned and I are not coming to the party.” Betty said one day at the table when you asked if they would come to the party.

“Betty’s mom is taking us to Cape May this weekend.” Ned completed her sentence.

“Yeah, MJ and I can’t either. It’s our four-month anniversary, so I’m taking her out.” Peter said and you nodded, a little bummed that you were going alone to the party.

“Well, I’m going anyway.” You shrugged and Peter gave you a confused look, which you ignored and started to gather your things. “I’m gonna get going guys, see you later!”

You started our walk to your locker and Peter caught your pace after a couple of seconds. “Hey, are you sure about going to that party alone?”

“Yeah, why not? There’s plenty of people I know and I’ll have a good time.”

“I don’t know, (Y/N). I’m kinda worried, there’s gonna be alcohol and Flash lives in the suburbs, far away from your house.”

“I’ll probably crash with some of my cheerleader friends, don’t worry.”

“Of course I worry. I don’t know if you remember, but I’m still your best friend?”

“Are you? Really? Because I feel that for the last months you’re not really caring about me.”

“What do you mean?” He frowned and you took a deep breath.

“What I mean is that I’m being left out, at least I’m feeling like it, especially from you.” You let a small tear fall down from your face, but you quickly wiped it away. Peter was speechless and didn’t know what to say.

“(Y/N)...” 

“It’s okay Peter, I get that you’re too busy for me. Go save the world, I don’t care.” You started to walk away but he held you by the wrist.

“Please, can we talk?” He parted his lips and locked his eyes with yours.

“There’s nothing to talk about Peter. I already said it was okay and if you don’t mind letting me go, it’s hurting my wrist and I have to get to cheer practice.” He let go of your wrist and you turned around to walk away. He didn’t run after you this time.

You ended up really going to the party and it was amazing. You got to meet new people and dance all night long with your new cheerleading friends. Not actually worrying about anything was good and you even hooked up with a guy that night and it was really good. For the first time in forever, you didn’t think about Peter for even a second. Maybe this was finally you moving on. Peter, on the other hand, didn’t stop thinking about you for even a second that day, too worried about any bad thing happening to you or if your discussion meant that you weren’t friends anymore. Even MJ noticed something was off but didn’t comment because if he didn’t tell her, he clearly didn’t want to talk about it.

You were positive you were going to crash with your friend after the party, so time wasn’t an issue. It was already late and you were still doing shots with the girls in the kitchen. Your phone long-forgotten started to vibrate, a text from Peter.

Peter: “Hey, are you home already?”

You: “No. Why?”

Peter: “Can I take you home?”

You: “What about your date?”

Peter: “Already took her home. Please, let me come pick you up. I’m worried, something is not good.”

You: “I’m perfectly fine, Peter. I’m crashing at Stacie’s.”

Peter: “Please, I’m so worried about you.”

You: “Fine. I’ll be waiting inside the house.”

After that moment, the party practically ended for you and you weren’t as excited anymore. You sat down and waited for Peter to arrive and pick you up. The party was having its end and Peter stepped into the room looking beautiful as ever. Your drunk ass couldn’t take your eyes off him wearing nice clothes, maybe even new ones. He rushed to you sitting on the couch and sat next to you.

“Hey.” He said and you blinked slowly. “Come on, let me take you home. You look super drunk.”

“I’m fine.” You moaned and got up with a little help from him. He pulled you out of the party and you could see May’s car parked there. He didn’t swing there, but he took so little time to get there. “You were already driving here before I even told you it was okay, didn’t you?”

“Yes.” He admitted and you leaned against the car. “Look, I was worried okay? Even if you don’t believe me, I still care about you.”

“Well, that’s something I don’t believe anymore.” You involved yourself with your own arms to prevent 

“You’re shaking. Here.” He removed his denim jacket from his body and threw it around your back.

“Thank you.” You stopped debating and finally let him take care of you.

“Come on, let’s get you inside.” He opened the door for you and you sat in the passenger seat right next to him. He started the car and drove in silence back to the city.

“Why did come all the way over here? Weren’t you supposed to be on a date?”

“I ended it earlier, saying I wasn’t feeling so good.”

“You’re an idiot.” You mumbled and he frowned. “You ditched your girlfriend to come after me, someone who didn’t want you to be here.”

“But I wanted to be here for you.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re my best friend, okay? You might not be mine anymore, but I am yours.”

“What the fuck? Now you’re making it feel like it’s my fault.”

“And it isn’t?”

“No! You might not notice this Peter, but our relationship changed after the day you started dating MJ. And I really try to be there and support you, but you completely shut me off your life. We never hang out anymore and we don’t talk about stuff anymore.”

“You don’t understand it, you have never had a boyfriend.”

“Well, I would never stop being friends with you if I got one.” He pulled the brakes and stopped the car.

“So we’re not friends anymore?” He asked now looking into your eyes, with his now full of tears.

“I guess we’re not.” Those were the hardest words you had ever said to him. He nodded and started to drive again in silence.

It took a while until you got back to the city and the silence made you fall asleep leaning against the window, with tears drying on your cheeks as you silently cried. You woke up feeling carried by strong arms, you slightly opened your eyes and saw Peter carrying you bridal style through your building, but the alcohol in your system couldn’t get you to stay awake, even though you noticed everything around you. He lied you in bed and removed your shoes before covering you up. He sat next to you and started to caress your face.

“I guess this is goodbye.” His voice cracked and you felt his hand shaking against your cheek. “It hurts to let you go, but I guess we don’t fit each other now. Just so you know, I will always be here for you, even if you don’t want to. We made a spit pact years ago that we would always be best friends and care for each other. Well, I’m willing to not break this pact, even though you don’t wanna talk to me. I love you, I hope this is just a phase.”

But it wasn’t just a phase. After that day you stopped hanging out with the gang. You didn’t know which excuse Peter gave them, but it worked and none of them even came to talk to you. So you just started hanging with the cheerleaders and started to make some new friends. Peter and MJ were closer than ever, anyone could notice it even from far away. But then again, all your mourning over their relationship was now over since you didn’t have contact with them anymore. Also, you met an amazing guy and you were hanging out a little and maybe it was going somewhere, but you didn’t know if you were going anywhere from that point, even though he was being really sweet to you all the time.

Peter did notice you were dating and quietly observed you having a good time with your guy from the corner. He wasn’t the jealous type and it never happened with MJ, but Peter didn’t know why he got so angry when he saw you with him, all smiley and comfy next to him. But he was obviously really discreet and got it all unnoticed by everyone him. Although, some people like May noticed that he was a little weird, but let it slip.

Eventually, things started to get a little hard on everyone since it was the end of senior year and everyone was freaking out about college and all that stuff. You were exhausted and working your ass off to get through your finals. One day you even fell asleep in your school clothes, over your notebooks with the window opened, letting cold October wind come inside your room. You only woke up when you felt warm hands on your back.

"Peter? What are you doing here? It's two in the morning."

"I saw the window opened and the lights on. We need to talk."

"Oh, so we're talking now."

"You were the one who said we weren't friends anymore."

"You said it too." You were raising your voice, but you stopped it because you realized it was two in the morning and Peter was wearing his Spider suit and if your parents woke up, they would freak out.

"I've been miserable, thinking what have I done to let you so upset to the point you didn't even wanna talk to me. But I never got an answer."

"Was it really that hard? You completely shut me off, you didn't hang out with me anymore, we didn't talk about anything and suddenly you even stopped saying hi to me with a hug." You let one tear fall down and you quickly wiped it off.

"You started to shut yourself and God, you were acting so weird around me, I was getting pissed. But I guess MJ was right and I've noticed it a long time now."

"What did she say?"

"That you were in love with me. And that I was oblivious. Of course, I didn't know that but she opened my eyes."

"Well, I wasn't and I'm not. So why don't you go back to your girlfriend and just leave me alone."

"MJ and I broke up tonight." You both fell into silence and you lowered your head. "She was going on about some things and I realized she was right all the time. She told me once that you liked me and that I was oblivious. And tonight she told me that I was also liked you, but didn't want to admit it."

"Well, she was wrong because I'm with Marvin now." You started and he sighed, looking outside the window.

"She was right. Maybe she wasn't right about your side, but she was right about mine. Since you started to go out with that guy, I got jealous, like crazy jealous. I can't shut you out of my mind even if I tried to and that's when I realized I like you more than just a friend."

"You broke my heart, Peter. Into a million little pieces and it's been so hard to put it back together. I can't be your rebound girl after spending months suffering alone and quietly because of you and MJ." You pointed to him and started to spill some more tears. "And I'm really happy with Marvin, like really happy."

"But does he makes you happier than I do? Do you love him more than you love me?" He asked and you stood there in silence.

"No." You simply respond and sit back in your bed. Peter kneeled in front of you and glued your forehead, slightly touching the tip of your noses.

"I know I fucked up, I shouldn't have cut you off and I was so oblivious and dumb that I need someone to harshly throw it in my face." He held your hands over your lap and licked his lips before continuing. "You never left my mind, for even one second. You're my best friend and I've said that a million times, but this one I really mean it. I love you, so much. And I miss you like hell."

"I love you too." She started to sob and he cleaned her face. "But I don't know about us, I feel like this is a mistake."

"Please, make this mistake. If I lose you tonight, I don't think I can ever come over from this." You moved away and sat far away from him, hugging your legs.

"You know the day you told me about MJ? I told you I was sick, but the truth was that I spent the whole night awake, mourning, crying. You? Well, you stood by my side taking care of me and I thought that things might not change at all. But they did and I felt so lonely without you, I can't even explain it."

"We only discover how important things are to you once you lose them. I learned that the hard way.”

“Well, that’s a bummer.” You shot, angrily.

“Do you wanna know what happened tonight? I was patrolling and MJ called me, saying she was waiting at the rooftop of her building. I went to meet her and she was… strangely quiet. We sat down and talked. She was upset because I was clearly jealous about you and… what’s his face.”

“Marvin.”

“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes and settled on the edge of the bed, far away from you. You smiled with the corner of your mouth, he was jealous. “But she said she knew and she knew it before me, that I should come and get you because we are wasting our times pretending there’s nothing between us.”

“Yeah, we are.” You nodded and glanced down to your lap.

“She broke up with me to get me back to reality and to be honest, I’m so glad she did. She’s awesome, but I don’t love her, not that way. Being apart from you was... “ He took a deep breath before bursting into tears. “The worst experience in my entire life and I don’t ever wanna feel that again. I miss you so much. I love you so much." He crawled to you and stood really close, looking right into your eyes. You reached his face to caress his cheek and sobbed, lost in your own tears.

"I love you too." You pulled him into a hug and you too just stood there hugging quietly. You stained his suit with tears and held tightly on its fabric. “So much.”

“Please, be mine.” He kissed the top of your head after a long time without doing it and pulled you closer to sit on his lap. He buried his face on your hair and held onto you even more tightly.

“I can’t Peter. I need to think about this and I can’t simply be with you if I’m still with Marvin, I’m not a cheater. And I don’t know if my heart can survive coming back to you again.”

“I promise you, I’ll never break your heart, ever again. And I’m so sorry that I did, I was an idiot.”

“Still, we need to wait, at least let me think about it.”

“Can I at least sleep here? I promise I’ll be out early so your parents won’t find out.” He asked with pleading in his eyes. “Just like old times.”

“I don’t know, it feels wrong.” You fidget your fingers together and your hands started to sweat.

“I promise I won’t do anything. I’m just tired and I really miss you.” He held your hand and squeezed it gently. “If I go home, I won’t be able to sleep because I’ll be up all night thinking about you. Being here and knowing you’re okay right next to me might help.”

“Okay. Let me get some more blankets.” You got up and he removed his suit. You tossed him one of his shirts and he thanked with a nod. He lied in one side of your bed and you covered him. You lied next to him and turned your back to him to sleep, not even saying good night to him.

You fell into silence and both pretended they were asleep, but the truth was that neither of them could sleep like that, after having that kind of conversation, knowing the other was centimetres away from you and not even touching after a long time apart. Peter promised he wouldn’t do anything to disturb you, respecting your privacy, but he was dying to roll over to you and cuddle. You didn’t make the same promise and even though you were mad and that you thought it was wrong, you failed to fight the urge to roll over to him. You threw your arms around him and kissed his temple before adjusting yourself to him.

“What was that?”

“I don’t know, but I can’t be away from you for much longer.” You mumbled against his back and he rolled to face you, making you let go of him.

“Oh, thank God.” He pulled you closer and you buried your face on the crook of his neck. 

“Good night, Pete.” She said his nickname for the first time that night, which made him smile widely and for the first time throw his new nickname for you.

“Good night, baby girl.” 

You fell asleep in his arms but woke up alone in bed. It wasn’t hot like it was the previous night with having him sleeping next to you, which kind of sucked. You sat down in bed and looked around your room, a complete mess. Peter kept his promise to leave early and left a note next to you find when you wake up.

“Good morning, lovey. I didn't want to wake you up because you look so peaceful and beautiful, baby girl. Had the best night sleep in months, thank you for everything. See you in school and please don’t avoid me. Love, Pete. “

You smiled at the note, rubbing your eyes to come back to reality. You were tired, you slept late, but it was one of the best nights you had in months, just like Peter said. You were really happy but also really worried about what was gonna happen to your life now. You needed a little time to think but you couldn't avoid school. The text you got when you woke up wasn't helping your judgment at all.

Marvin: "Morning princess. Hope you slept well. I dreamed about you last night and it was amazing. Can't wait to see you today. X"

"Oh, shit." You cursed under breath and threw your body back in bed. "What am I gonna do?"

Get out of bed was hard today, you weren’t ready to face the world right now. To cheer you up a little bit, you took a quick shower and put on a dress that made you feel and look cute, but you were too lazy to get up and do something for yourself to eat. Maybe you could buy something at school or whatever. The school was normal, except that it wasn’t. The first person you ran across was Ned and Betty, sitting together in a bench, eating cookies. They waved at you and gave you a sympathetic smile, you did the same. They probably already knew about everything because it’s been months since Betty last smiled at you. She was feeling a little cheated that you stopped talking to all of them since she was your best girl friend. You kept walking through the halls to get to your locker and found Marvin waiting for you in your locker, holding his books in hand. You smiled shyly at him and approached your locker. He threw his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to give you a kiss.

“Hey, princess.” He mumbled against your lips. “How was your night?” He asked the one thing you wish he didn’t ask.

“It was okay. I had one of the best night of sleep in months actually. Kind of nice, because I was feeling tired.”

“I bet you dreamed about me.” He kissed her temple and she almost choked, but easily dropped the attention from her.

“Actually, it was a dreamless night.” Liar. You dreamt about Peter the whole night if you were being honest. But it wasn’t anything special, just you two talking in bed and eating sweets in your pajamas. Although it was so sweet.

“Oh, okay.” He got out of his way so you could get your things from your locker. “I gotta go meet the guys but I’ll see you later? We can grab something to eat.”

“Sure. I’ll see you after class.” He pecked her lips and walked away, not before blinking with one eye at her.  You groaned and breathed deeply. “I’m so fucked.”

“Talking alone again?” A girls voice asked from behind you and it was the last person you wanted to see.

“You know me, MJ. I’m always talking alone.” She chuckled and fixed her hair.

“I guess Peter talked to you last night.” She started and you nod, feeling guilty as hell. “I know you’re feeling guilty, but it’s okay. I won’t hate you because you end up with him. You’re meant to be and I respect that.”

“I’m so sorry MJ, I didn’t want you guys to break up. It got me surprised.”

“(Y/N), I was the one who broke up with him. Peter liked me, but he loves you. Deep down I always knew that I wasn’t supposed to be with him, but he always said that was bullshit. Yesterday, your boyfriend said some dirty thing near us and Peter got so angry and red. I knew I had to end things before he lost you forever to that guy.” She pointed Marvin walking down the hall with her head.

“I’m really happy with Marvin.”

“No, you’re not.” She smiled supportively. “Don’t keep denying your feelings because you feel bad. Stop wasting your time and just go get him.”

“MJ, I’m really sorry…” You started and she rested her hand on your shoulder and nodded.

“It’s okay, really.”

“I hope we can still be friends because I know how much it sucks to exit your group of friends.”

“I think I can do that.” She opened her arms and you hugged her. “No hard feelings.”

“No hard feelings.” You repeated and she simply left.

You needed to do what she told because, deep down, you knew it was the right thing to do. There were still a plenty of minutes left until you need to get to class, so you decided to hit the cafeteria and buy something to eat. It was practically empty, so you sat alone with a sandwich, your book and earphones at your usual table in the cafeteria, waiting for class without being bothered by anyone else. You were deeply buried in your own world until you feel someone rest their hand on your arm.

“Peter.” You mumbled and he shrugged.

“Hey.” He smiled softly. “Can I sit with you?”

“Sure.” You closed your book and he sat next to you, pulling the paper bag from his backpack.

“I bought some cookies and brownies from your favourite bakery, the one close to my apartment.”

“Thank you.” You smiled at him and got one cookie from the paper bag. “Uhm, I love these sonbitches.” 

“I know, that’s why I bought it for you.” You fell into silence while you were eating, but it wasn’t uncomfortable.

“MJ talked to me today.” You started and he frowned. “She gave me her blessing.”

“So, you’re telling me you’re giving us a try?”

“I have to think about it. And I need to talk to Marvin before anything.” He nodded and glanced down to his lap. Your hands searched for his and you squeezed them gently, giving him some kind of comfort. “I don’t know what I’ll choose, but I just hope we could still be friends, no matter what happens.”

“If that’s the only way I get to be next to you, I’ll do anything.” You closed your eyes and felt him kiss your forehead like he always used to do. “I love you.” He got up from the table, leaving the paper bag behind.

“Pete.” You called him and he turned around before leaving the cafeteria. “Can we meet later? Delmar’s?”

“I’ll see you later.” He nodded before he left the room.

It was hard to concentrate during class and it was even harder to pretend nothing was wrong with Marvin. He still insisted to have his hands around your shoulder during the break. Peter had his jaw clenched and red years in anger, not taking his eyes off you, not being noticed by Ned and Betty, too busy in their own world. There was no sign of MJ around, maybe she was in the library avoiding Peter, it was all pretty recent. You shot an “I’m sorry” look at him and he nodded in understatement.

“I got to go to the bathroom.” You excuse yourself and left out of nowhere. Marvin noticed you weren’t okay and followed you.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong?” He said once he got to you. 

“Marvin, we need to talk.”

You two sat down and had a long talk about everything, beginning when you first met Peter until the part where you fell in love with him and he chose MJ, ending up at last night’s events. It took so long that you had to hide and ditch class to tell the whole story. Marvin was really gentle with you and he said some words that got you to decide what you were going to do.

“That was the craziest love story I’ve ever heard before.” He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. “But also, I’ve always noticed how you loved Petter. And it’s okay, really. Not going to say I’m pleased that this is happening because I really like you. But you love that guy and you should go get him.”

So after class you asked Peter to meet you in Delmar’s earlier because you couldn’t wait much longer to talk to him. You walked to Delmar’s, taking your time to think about what you were going to say and millions of thoughts ran through your head, but they vanished once you met Peter right in front of Delmar’s when you arrived at the same time.

You were speechless and paralyzed, facing Peter who was doing the same, just standing there and looking at you. He smiled to see you and his whole body felt like it was burning to be next to you. Your lips parted and you sighed, starting to tremble. Until you got the guts and ran for his arms, meeting him halfway and glueing your lips once you touched. Peter held you by the waist and you pulled him down with a hand on the back of his head. It was the most desperate kiss in the world like it was something they needed to survive. Both smiled into the kiss and Peter started to twirl her around during it.

“I love you so much.” You said it before he did, one thing that had never heard before. Peter smiled like a fool and rubbed her cheeks with the tip of his thumb.

“I love you too.” He leaned down to give her another peck and stared at her like she was the most precious thing in the world. “Come on, let me get you somewhere nice.”

“What? I thought we were going to Delmar’s.”

“I want to get my favourite girl to a nicer place for our first date.” You grinned and he let an arm around your shoulder to start walking together through the streets of New York City. “Please don’t ever leave me again.”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

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