#wanna listen to sad sad songs and cry into my blankets

[brandycranby]

i wanna cry lots n lots

[axel-skz]

hey!! I have a request🤭;

Ok what about chan w a vv sleepy s/o like their always falling alseep everywhere or they can fall alseep rlly easily not like narcoleptic but just sleepy🤷‍♀️

Chan had always been very accepting of the fact that you were always sleepy. You had a talent of falling asleep anywhere and everywhere, he was actually a little jealous. He struggled to sleep. It made him feel good to look after you though. Randomly feeling you fall asleep on his shoulder or somehow leaning on him or holding his hand.

It made him happy. He felt like you trusted him. To be able to fall asleep without worries around him. He slowly started to keep items in all the spaces he was in regularly. Things that would help keep you comfortable. He had a special drawer in his office with a nice pillow and there was always a blanket on the back of the sofa.

People noticed it in his live and he chalked it up to him taking naps in the office. But no, it was for you. He kept snacks for when you woke up and felt hungry. He would turn his music down as to not wake you as well as shushing anyone who came in.

You never realised just how strict he was about his shushing when one day, you were half asleep and jisung came in. He said something, fairly quietly. But there was Chan. This man, fully jumped like it was jumpscare in a movie. Then turned and so dramatically shushed Han that you would think he was Hyunjin.

He really loved you and made you feel so comfortable in your own skin. He never let you feel nervous or self conscious about it. He’d always say, ‘I get to hold you while you sleep. How could I be upset? I’m winning here.’

A/N: I’M CRYING RN! OMFG DO NOT LISTEN TO SAD SONGS WHILE READING THIS! I was listening to same boat by Lizzie Mcalpine and I’m just breaking down. The thought of someone so loving and accepting- my soul is dead.

Listen to cielings if you really wanna cry cus Istg that would hit so hard.

I hope this was better then the other stuff I’ve been posting lately :’) my brain is just not on my side lately and I’m so tired and sad. It’s hard to be anything rn.

I said this in my other post, todays song is Muddy water.

[lvndrfucks]

Your co-stars, Jacob and Xolo, asked you to be a guest star on their podcast, Lone Lobos. You had made yourself comfortable in the corner of the couch with a blanket over your legs. You had shared stories so far of how you started acting and what it’s been like on Cobra Kai.

“Okay, we’re halfway into the episode,” Xolo started. “Now we gotta get into the juicy stuff. Tell us about your relationship.”

A laugh sprang out at the sudden topic change. “What do you wanna know?”

“Well, you’re dating someone who’s in quite a famous band. How did you two meet?”

Your hum echoed into the microphone. “We met at a social event. His band was playing and I had already been a fan beforehand, so I was already freaking out a bit. I was able to go backstage and meet them. But at the time, he actually had a girlfriend.”

Both boys oohed.

“So, you were a homewrecker?” Jacob jested.

“No! Oh, my God, it wasn’t like that. I was just good friends with all of them,” you continued. “They’ve invited me to their shows before and we’ve hung out in groups. But, when they did break up, I was his shoulder to cry on.”

“So, you were manifesting?”

The three of you started laughing again.

“No, because I did ask her about it when I realized that I had feelings for him. We weren’t close, but she was still a good friend and I didn’t want it to seem like I was waiting for them to breakup,” you explained. “She was totally understanding of it.”

“And if she wasn’t,” Xolo questioned.

“Then, I’d be single and sad.” You chuckled a bit.

“How did you guys know you liked each other? Or was it like you had feelings for him, but you didn’t know if he had feelings for you?”

“Um, I didn’t think he liked me like that until he flew down to visit on set for the first time.”

“Oh, I remember that,” Jacob exclaimed.

You nodded. “Yeah, he came down and I was thinking it was a little odd he came by himself. I even asked him about it and he was like ‘oh, everyone else was busy and I wanted to surprise you.’ That’s when I thought does he like me? Because no one has ever done that for me before. Even on set, Mary and Peyton were saying that. My friend back home was too.

“And he was there while we were wrapping up, so we even flew back to L.A. together. Even afterwards, we still spent a majority of our time together.”

“How did he ask you out,” Xolo asked. “I’m getting so invested. I don’t think you’ve ever told me this story.”

“I don’t think I’ve told anyone except my best friend,” you said.

“Did he sing you a song?” Jacob guessed. “He brought you to the beach and whipped out a guitar like in Barbie.”

You covered your mouth while laughing. “If he did do that, he gets a pass.” The boys’ laughter followed afterwards. “No, he took me to an art museum, then we went to eat at a cafe afterwards.”

“That is the most cliché date I’ve ever heard of.”

“Hey! I like cliché things. It was very sweet and we both had a good time.”

“Did he bring you flowers?” Xolo glanced off camera. “For the audience’s knowledge, we actually have him here watching this live.”

Cole had been listening the whole time with a grin on his face.

“Do you wanna come say hi?” You offered. He stood up to stick his head in the camera and wave before sitting back in his original spot. “That was my boyfriend. He’s in a very underground indie band. You guys probably don’t know them.”

Jacob scoffed to add onto the joke. “Yeah. You’ve probably never seen them play in arenas, or festivals like Coachella or Lollapalooza. Just small venues.”

“But to answer your question,” you referred back to Xolo, “he did bring me flowers. They were lavender colored roses. And when he asked me to be his girlfriend, he got me red carnations.”

“Aw, that’s so sweet,” Xolo gushed. “I’m getting butterflies.”

“Don’t the different colors mean something?” Jacob added.

You looked at Cole curiously who pursed his lips, trying to hide his grin. There was a faint hue of pink on his cheeks.

“Lavender roses can represent love at first sight. People that are in love or adore their partners will find a lavender rose to be the perfect symbol to show their true feelings,” Xolo read from his phone. “And red carnations symbolize deep love. It is said that the deep red petals of the red carnation represent a beating heart that is filled with love too.”

The boys awed.

“Wait, stop because I’ll cry.” You giggled and looked at Cole. “I didn’t know that. I thought you got them because they were just pretty.” The boy simply shrugged.

“That’s so cute and wholesome, though,” Xolo said. “No one’s ever gotten me meaningful flowers.”

Jacob looked at him in offense. “I picked a daisy from the ground for you one time. I think that’s romantic.”

“Yeah, but we were at a gas station.”

[astars-things]

Song to listen to while reading. Lyrics will be included in the fic

Grab your tissues this is going to be a sad one x

This is good land or at least it was It takes a strong hand and a sound mind

I stood on the porch watching Quinn pack his things into the car, Jack stood next to me holding me as I cried, "Y/n/n it's going to be okay I'll see you whenever I'm playing here and you come to visit me in Vancouver" Quinn whispered to me I hugged him tight until it was time to let go and watched as he walked to the car with mom 

I ran inside to my room watching the car drive away leaving a sad gloomy atmosphere in my heart I cried as I saw the car reach the end of the street. As I walked downstairs I saw Quinns' room empty with a bed and a dresser still left behind 

I felt arms wrap around me it was Jack and Luke hugging me tight, I was happy I had them but deep down I was scared. 

I was scared of what was going to happing when they leave when they were going to leave their baby sister that night I cuddled into Jack and Luke crying,

This is good land or at least it was It takes a strong hand and a sound mind

It makes me smile to know when things get hard, ooh

You'll be far, ooh, you'll be far from here 

and soon it came a time when history repeats itself and I was standing on the porch in Luke's arms watching Jack pack up his stuff, why'd they have to move away leaving me crying, Luke ran his fingers through my hair "Bye y/n/n" Jack hugged me tight as I cried again 

off he went to New Jersey where he was going to forget about me as Quinn did, Quinn promised he was going to call and visit me and in the first month he did but those visits and calls became fewer and fewer.

I looked into jacks room only seeing a bed and some photos on the wall, Luke was there to pick up the pieces of my broken self

but I knew it wasn't long until he left

So pack up your car, put a hand on your heart Say whatever you feel, be wherever you are We ain't angry at you, love You're the greatest thing we've lost

I was right. soon it was Luke's time to leave he was off to college but it was only a matter of time until the NHL took another one of my brothers and forget about me like the others did 

I cried hard that night alone with my thoughts, I lay in bed clutching my blanket tight

and like the others he barely visited. Summer was different they didn't bother hanging out with me they were too busy with their friends. 

The birds'll still sing, your folks'll still fight The boards'll still creak, the leaves will still die We ain't angry at you, love We'll be waiting for you, love

It was just Mom, Dad and I left in the empty house, photos on the wall memories of when they were still here, when they still loved me 

for months I waited for a text from anyone of them but when I didn't I gave up, Mom and Dad were there to pick up the pieces 

You told me you would make a difference Well, I got drunk and shut you down

 I changed, going to parties and getting drunk trying to get them out of my head, they didn't care about me, they left and forgot about me, too busy with their friends and hockey

So pack up your car, put a hand on your heart Say whatever you feel, be wherever you are We ain't angry at you, love You're the greatest thing we've lost

I was off to college, in another state, Boston University was where I was destined to go,

I watch my mom and dad cry as I packed up the car "I love you" I cried to my parents but I was ready to leave the nest "We love you too baby" They hugged me tight, "You're the greatest thing we've lost" I heard them whisper

I waved to them as I drove off ready to see where the world was going to take me 

We ain't angry at you, love We'll be waiting for you, love

And we'll all be here forever

I was finally happy I told myself as I drove

You're gonna go far You're gonna go far You're gonna go far You're gonna go far Yes, you are

If you wanna go far Then you gotta go far

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[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

ghostbur for the bingo :)

YAYYYY GHOSTBUR!!! :D

I have cried over Ghostbur. I have cried. This probably doesn’t sound like much, but I personally hardly ever cry. It is a Momentous Occasion if I shed a tear—which I have done for my love Ghostbur <3 His story is so unbearably tragic and sad and much of it fills me with anger, and just… he really makes me Feel Things. A lot of things.

At this point I sorta wish Ghostbur was my OC 😭 Because then I could give him a canon happy ending that does not involve Limbo or merging with Wilbur. Like. I dislike Both of those things with quite a passion. I want Ghostbur to be mine I want to give him canon soft blankets and canon soup and canon hugs with Friend and canon happiness & healing :( I also get very easily upset over Ghostbur takes that I don’t like, or when I see people mischaracterizing him, and I just feel so protective lol EVEN THOUGH I know he’s not my character! He is simply… so special and dear and beloved to me. I want to protect him :(

Literally my Ghostbur playlist is like 30 hours long okay I am not even joking. If I listen to a song, there is a High chance that I associate it with Ghostbur—a high chance!!! And this isn’t just with music either; I see sweaters, I see blue flowers, I see sheep, I see red hats, I see many many things, and I think of Him <33 My obsession over this little guy is Boundless and I could probably make anything about Ghostbur if I were to think about it enough. I’m half-convinced that every single AJR song could fit Ghostbur.

IF GHOSTBUR WAS REAL- 😭 IF. IF HE WAS REAL! I WOULD WANNA BE FRIENDS WITH HIM SOOOOO BAD!! I WOULD WANNA HUG HIM!! I WOULD WANNA LISTEN TO HIM RAMBLE!! I WOULD WANNA LISTEN TO HIS BEAUTIFUL STRANGE THOUGHTS!! I WOULD WANNA TALK TO HIM!! I WOULD WANNA GO ON WALKS WITH HIM!! I WOULD WANNA HEAR HIM SING!! I WOULD WANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! I seriously want to be friends with him so very badly. I am not joking about this.

I really don’t project onto characters that much, but oh. Ghostbur 😭 He’s already an extremely relatable guy to me (a rarity, I hardly ever find characters I relate to) and he’s also become very important & special to me, and I’ve… really accidentally found myself projecting 😅 I did not mean to do this!!! What do you mean he sneezes when he looks at the sun. What do you mean. I didn’t do that. That’s how he came in the box. I’m telling you. Believe me.

His yellow sweater is soooooo <3 I have been wanting to find and buy a yellow sweater that looks like his but I CAN’T FIND A GOOD ONE!!! MISERY!!!

*clings to the one-and-a-half Ghostbur streams that we ever got* Aksgajsgajsgjafs I know he showed up in a lot of other streams, but we didn’t really get much Ghostbur-centric content. A few good things, a few important things, but mostly he was there to talk to others/be friends with others/etc. I wish we could’ve gotten a few more streams because I want to see what his facial expressions were :((

Oooooh boy, snazzy indeed. Yes.

Ghostbur has an entire section of my brain all to himself lol, that’s what it feels like XD I have Other Parts Of My Brain and then I have Ghostbur. He lives there now. He does not pay rent but I don’t care because I’m happy to have him <3 I love this man.

*points* BEAN!!! He is soooo sweet and adorable I just <333

I cannot even tell you how many awful rancid Ghostbur takes I have seen 😭😭 Like… oh they make me angry. They fill me with so much rage. I will rant about these things. Likeeeee it’s super rare for me to find a Ghostbur fan who actually gets his character; most Ghostbur enjoyers have really strange, incorrect ideas about him. It makes me upset :(

HUGS!!! HUGS!!! GIVE THE MAN HUGS!!! LET HIM HUG HIS SHEEP AND BE LOVED!!!!!!

I have so much Ghostbur Knowledge stored away oh my goodness!! <3 I could go on and on for hours about this man, he Does something to me that cannot be contained. I love Ghostbur.

HE REALLY FREAKING FILLS ME WITH THINGS HE MAKES ME FEEL A LOT OF EMOTIONS HE IS SO BRILLIANT AND BEAUTIFUL I JUST AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

But oh my gosh he got so much crap in his canon story and with the fandom oh my gosh. And his ending??! Please. I hate his ending with my whole being it makes me so genuinely upset and I hate it. Very AAAAAAAAH y’know.

[bunnyboy-juice]

hitting u with the 2-for-1

colors - yellow, ruby, pink?, green, jade

soft asks - 1, 14, 21, 25, 30 !!

hehehehe it was really fun answering these :3c

1) What song makes you feel better?

oh ummmmm hm. if im feeling insecure recently its Pacer by Doechii or IT GIRL by Aliyah's Interlude, if im feeling like Sad and i need to cry but i cant its Into the Ocean by Blue October, if i need full distractions though from my sadness i throw the B52s on (usually my "dont kill my vibe" playlist thats like70s-00s pop & disco & related songs vibes; i really cant pick one song from this playlist or even the B52s bc im such a "put the song on and let whatever happens happen" type of person - OH AND AS I WAS WRITING THIS I REALIZED since its come out ive started listening to Alligator Bites Never Heal (Doechii) in order all the way thru 0 interruptions and that album gives me all the spectrum of emotions and even a good cry sometimes depending on the headspace I'm in

14) Whats something upcoming that you’re excited for?

BIRTHDAYS (my wife's is coming up in a week, mine's in exactly 1 month :3c)

21) Tea, Coffee, or hot cocoa?

this is so hard. . . . . . tea i think tho b/c i love coffee but its hard for me to finish more than 1 cup a day (and sometimes i cant even do that) but i loooooove tea and can have it More often than coffee (hot take: fruity tea lemonades taste better than Most juices)

25) If your soul was a color, what would it be? 

oh! ive actually been told by a lot of ppl it's orange or yellow (specifically warm yellows like sunshine and sunflowers) and i trust everyone's judgement considering how Consistent its been so (:

30) What do your hobbies look like?

LMAO okay so majority of my hobbies can be described as "arts and crafts" and "very hands on". i love crocheting (im making a baby blanket rn!), i enjoy embroidery (havent made anything major in a while but i think ive got photos if anyone wants to see c:), im not Great at it but i love painting/drawing, im a beginner at machine sewing (ive been handsewing since HS), i like playing with air dry clay a LOT!!! uhhhhhhhh i dunno what other hobbies exist rn but tbh i just love learning to do new things c:

Yellow - every time i see you on my dash you're always so happy and it's so lovely! ( 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 )

Ruby - you are such a gem, you deserve so much better <3 ( 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 )

Pink - biting you biting you biting you biting you licking you biting you biting you (🥺 BITING U BACK 🥺)

Green - wanna go touch grass with me? (yes i love grass, I'll make u a flower & grass crown too)

Jade - honestly you have some of the best takes on this hellsite. (🥺🥺🥺😭 u are so niceys to me)

[sidneyb16]

Escape The Night: The Christmas Special

"I just wanna welcome you to Christmas

Let me sneak into your speakers, listen

I'll be singing, "Oh, oh, oh, oh""

An alternate universe where all the escape the night Youtubers are alive and happy and spending christmas together and nothing bad ever happens to them

• Ro buys Christmas cards for everyone's gifts and write sweet notes in them to everyone like a sweet little cinnamon roll she is

• JC, Roi, Teala, Manny and Nikita sneak out when everyone is asleep to make cookies and do face masks and watch Christmas movies on Netflix

• Nikita puts mistletoe all over the house, no one is safe

• The Youtubers have cameras to take pictures and videos

• Tyler Eva and Matt up at night SCREAMING the words to every Christmas song on the playlist while Rosanna is recording and laughing

• When they all go to the carnival, Matt and Nikita both see a huge plush reindeer at one of the carnival games and immediately start competing for it then Rosanna beats them both

• All the ETN girls get reindeer headbands and take selfies

• Ro gets so tired one day from Christmas shopping and Matt notices this, gently picks her up and sets her on the bed, and sets down a bag with a pair of pajama pants, throw blankets, hot cocoa mix, their favorite Christmas movies and chocolate chip cookie dough he literally would not care how late it was he just can't stand seeing his little sister sad he thinks about how precious she looks in the pajamas snuggled up under the blankets and he just wanted to hug her so tight he just loves her so much

• Matt, Ro and Safiya all share a room in the house

• One night Matt, Ro and Safiya are watching the Polar Express and halfway through the movie Ro just starts crying right in the middle of the "When Christmas Comes to Town" scene and Matt and Safiya get super worried, turn off the movie and they all end up sleeping on the couch

• One day Ro and Nikita are in the snow and Safiya and Matt are worried that she'll get a cold but Nikita keeps assuring them she'll be fine

• "Guys, calm down, Ro's just fine"

• Ro ended up getting a cold the next day and Matt goes off the second he sees her temperature

• "YOU TOLD US RO WAS JUST FINE!"

• Matt has a picture of Ro from one time when she was taking a nap on the couch in a fluffy reindeer blanket and he sends the picture to Safiya and they're both gushing over how adorable she is

• Ro's massive guilty pleasure is Hallmark Christmas movies, and one day Matt and Bretman saw her watching one and now they're obsessed

• Nikita would never in a billion years admit this out loud, but she loves Matt so much, she has a picture of when they were taking a nap while wrapping presents and she never got rid of it or burned it

• Joey finds a massive Christmas festival in the town of Everlock with games, concessions and a photo booth for him and all of his friends to go to

• Ro stays up super late wrapping Christmas presents

• Joey tries to get Matt and Ro under the mistletoe because he ships them like FedEx (YES)

• Joey and Liza being massive shippers, Liza's OTP is Bretman and Alex (YES) and Joey's OTP is Ro and Matt (YES)

• Joey: "OH COME ON THEY'RE SO CUTE TOGETHER"

• Ro insists on buying toys to donate to charities (She's an angel, of course she's doing that)

• Matt and Nikita remain competitive, no matter what they're doing (wrapping presents, making gingerbread houses, getting gifts for their friends, EVERYTHING, they're in a never ending competition on who's the better survivor)

Y'all add your own headcanons, I'll be adding my own over time bc I NEED an escape the night christmas special)

[maryjahps]

i need to rewatch saved by the bell bro it's one of my fav show 😫 ugh bae today was kinda lonely and sad 😔 but its fine because tmr is wednesday 😍 and i think im gonna go turn my lights off but im cozy under my blankets 😢 i sometimes want the thing that turns it off when you ask but ive seen horror short films with the alexa thing and no thank you. or hey google i think its called UGH im listening to this song and its so beautiful i could cry 😭 goodnight bae 💞💞

❣️ daily question #22 - how can you add or increase infinity if it's just a concept for a point in numbers that we stopped counting at, and why do you think we stopped counting at a certain point ♾️

❣️ daily song #23 - beauty and the beast 🏰

i love you so so much

- 🍀

i’ve never heard about this show🤔YEAH TUESDAY WAS SHITTY!! no don’t get the damn alexa it’s gonna kill you.

bae i really wanna answer this question but i didn’t understand one bit of it😢😢

love the song!!!

but love you more 🤭🤭🤭🤭 goodnight ml❤️❤️

[kestrel2001]

Your Voice | JAKE

Summary: You wake up in the middle of the night from a bad nightmare and you end up discovering something new from Jake Lockley ☾

Why did nobody told me this was out??? Oscar Isaac and Gaby Moreno singing Luna de Xelajú

IMPORTANT AN: I don’t have DID, I’ve only done the basic amount of research and have watched videos of systems talking about their experience, this is not an accurate depiction of DID. Either way, let me know if I messed up, I’m open to learn and I don’t want to be disrespectful ♥

Pairing: Moonknight system x GN! reader. Mainly Jake x Reader

( Finally changed it so it can be read as Gender Neutral! Enjoy!!)

Warnings// Not an accurate depiction of DID, mention of the system. That’s all, I believe <3

Let me know if I missed something!

Word count: 1k+

A loud thunder made your heart jump for the hundredth time in less than a minute, you could’ve blamed the storm for waking you up, but the truth wasn’t as simple.

You looked around the apartment and noticed a faint yellow light coming from the living room that slipped through the bookshelves.

The lump in your throat turned speaking into a shore, it took you longer than expected to let out a single word without the fear of crying. “Honey?”

The rain was unstoppable and it easily covered the sound of your voice, you wrapped one of the blankets around your body while you tried to make some sense of the nightmare you just had, as if it wasn’t enough, it was replaying again and again in your head, something that felt so real as you slept and so ridiculous as you woke up, you walked with your hands still shaking, wondering if Jake would be the one fronting when you found them, he was the one that wished you good night after all.

Although, most times you would find Steven up reading or Marc watching TV, just then realizing you didn’t know what Jake did when he couldn’t sleep. Your steps were faster anytime you remembered any part of your nightmare.

You found them sitting comfortably on a chair, with their headphones on, scrolling through music with an adorable small smile. Just watching them relaxing, and obviously happy with whatever song they were listening to made you calm down a bit, you took a step forward, already having an idea of who might be fronting.

“Jake?” You wanted to make sure it was him, he noticed your presence and let the headphones fall on his neck, giving you a little nod.

“What happened, corazón?” His brows came together as he made his way to you, noticing you were shaking. 

“Can you come back to bed with me? Just for a bit” you wrapped your arms around his waist and he held your face with the delicacy only a few people got to see in him. “I had a dumb nightmare” you admitted with a sigh and held closer onto him.

“Ugh, I hate nightmares” He muttered raising his upper lip in disgust, you were about to say something when a glimpse of your dream came to your mind making you flinch out of reflex, Jake looked at you for a second and took a deep breath. This had happened before, whenever you were anxious or scared he would take a deep breath knowing you would copy him, sometimes you got to do it for him as well.

“What was it about?” He asked once you had calmed down a little. 

“I don't really wanna talk about it” You rested your forehead against his shoulder “I’ll only say that it was awful, everything was so weird and terrifying” you let out a sad chuckle and he gently stroked your back.

“I understand. Come on, I’ll make you company” He pulled away and took your hand in his, trying to warm it up, gaining a loving smile from you.

“What were you doing?” You asked knowing the curiosity would make you forget about the nightmare. “Were you crafting some playlists for your passengers?” you teased him as you walked back, letting yourself fall on the bed once you got there.

He grabbed you in his arms with a side smile and you let out a laugh “Not at all, they don’t deserve my playlists” he faked seriousness and moved you a bit so he could lay next to you.

“You could’ve just asked me to move” you replied with a giggle and got comfortable beside him.

“Yeah, but I made you laugh and that’s better”

“Ok I can’t argue with that” he grinned and gave you a peck on the cheek “So? What were you listening to?” you said playfully

“Right, a song called ���Luna de Xelaju’” He took off his headphones and looked at you after you stayed silent.

“I understood Luna” He let out a chuckle at first but soon his laugh grew louder when you joined him. “Stop, stop laughing” you tried containing your own and he shook his head while he placed his headphones over your ears.

“Here” Jake took out his phone and searched for the song “Let’s see how’s your spanish, yeah? I hope the volume is ok” You nodded when the song started playing and you leaned closer to him, the faint scent of his cologne reaching your nose. 

Just by hearing some bits of the song he could tell when certain lyrics were coming and translate them for you “I come to sing to my beloved, the moon of my Xelajú” his voice was a soft whisper as his eyes followed your reaction to the song, he couldn’t stop smiling as he realized you enjoyed the song as much as he did, even if you only understood some parts of the song, the melody was enticing and the vocals were beautiful, the instruments were telling a story of their own and it made everything come together perfectly.

“Mi amor! I know that one!” You smiled proudly and frowned slightly when the song was over “Play it again, please!”

He looked at you for a second with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen from him and leaned in to kiss you softly and slowly in the sweetest way possible. “I thought you would like it, but I didn’t know how much you would” you still had your eyes closed wanting to kiss him more.

“And now you’ll have to do that again as well” you whispered jokingly. “So is this your thing now?”

“Kissing you? I hope it’s my thing for a long time” 

“I already knew that, I’m talking about the playlists” you grabbed his chin and he smirked.

“Don’t give me that look” he huffed “Yes, it is”

“That’s better” You smiled “how many do you have?” 

“Let me see” He looked at his phone giggling as you still were grabbing his face “una, dos tres…Ten, wow, I thought I had less. I do them whenever I have free time, and that’s more often now that some of the life-threatening situations have gone down, I feel less… on edge, by the fact that we are handling better being a system, and of course, now that we are with you, it’s just been good lately and it helps to relax” He sighed and looked down, happy that he finally was able to tell you that. “Look at me I have hobbies now” he joked and you chuckled, subtly wiping away a tear that’d escaped your eye.

“I love to hear that, honey” you carefully brushed a curl away from his face

“Now, you should really go to sleep” He kissed your forehead and took his headphones off your ears.

“Why?” You whined dramatically “ I was being serious when I said I wanted to hear it again”

“Don’t you have to work tomorrow, cariño?” he asked with a side smile

“And??” you replied playfully “The song is short and I still haven’t asked to hear the whole playlist, you should worry then” 

“Damn, that’s a good point” He bit his lip and played the song one more time, now both of you hearing it loud and clear after the rain had stopped. You caught him humming the song from time to time and singing quietly in some parts, his voice was one of your favorite things.

“Please, you need to start singing more” You drew circles around his arm, and he thanked the darkness in the room for hiding his burning face.

“Me?” He asked incredulously, rising his eyebrows.

“Yes, I love your voice” you knew the effect you were having on him.

You could hear his heart racing when you laid your head on his chest, he let out a nervous laugh (so unlike him), he was acting as if it was the first time you complimented him. “You become cuter at night, don’t you?” He tried to play it cool but you knew him better than that, you placed soft kisses along his jawline and smiled against his skin.

“You’ll sing me to sleep next time I have a nightmare?” you muttered in his ear and he felt butterflies all around. 

“You’re gonna be the end of me, dulzura” 

If you like the drawing above you can have it as a sticker! :D

Translations 

Corazón: Heart <3

Luna de Xelajú: Moon of Xelajú ( The cover is done by Oscar and Gaby Moreno)

Dulzura: Sweetness

Mi amor: My love

Cariño: Sweetie

Una, dos, tres: One, two, three hehe

I hope you enjoyed, let me know in the comments! <3

[brokenstrings]

Yo could I request breakup headcannons with jinx, Vi, Caitlyn and Viktor where their s/o breaks up with them.

Don’t feel like u have to answer if your too busy :)

:rolling over to you in my blanket burrito: tysm for this i was bored hhhh

oh btw can you believe it guys christmas just in two days christmas is in two days woohoo i am so happy about this information /ref

on christmas eve and christmas i’ll try to write something winter themed if i remember to 😭

Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn and Viktor when their s/o suggests they should break up

Jinx

She gets super attached super easily so even if it was for about a week she’ll be super sad when you suggest this

Even if it’s ’lets just be friends’ which is my favorite vocaloid song /j she’ll be really shocked and by this

”Wh- You wanna… Break up with me?”

The voices get really loud, she can’t even attempt to block them out;

”It’s your fault. They hate you. They lied to you. You’re a failure.”

”No no no I’m not, I’m sure it’s not just me shut up shut up SHUT UP!!”

She tries her absolute best to get you to stay, shes crying and grabbing your hand, yelling and pleading

“Please bubs, you’re all I have left… PLEASE!!”

If her convincing works and you decide to stay in a relationship she sits you down with you and talks about if she did anything wrong and how she should change

If it doesn’t work, there’s only a 3/10 chance you’ll be able to salvage a friendship from it, to her; you left her, she trusted you, you broke it

Vi

She loved you a lot, she was the one that suggested a relationship, once you tell her it’ll hurt but she gets it

”Oh… Well yeah, we can split up, can we please stay in touch though?”

She doesn’t want to lose you 100% but she’s okay with just being friends, she has a replacement cupcake afterall :I am pointing at caitlyn: /j

If you do end up wanting to leave her 100% she’ll let you it’s just…

You took away around 4 years of her life and gave her about 5 1/2 grey hairs /hj

Shes emotionally fucked up by you leaving her 100% but if it’s just be friends its only 35%

Vi doesn’t quickly rebound afterward, it takes her about a month to actually get over you then ofc she has to find another cupcake :squeezing caitlyn and she squeaks like a dog toy: like that one /j

She wants to know what she should refrain from doing when you’re friends, wanting to keep you comfortable

”So is there some things I should stop while we’re friends?”

”Excuse me ’while?’”

“Yeah 👦👍”

She still calls you cupcake, she doesn’t care about that unless you say

“Vi istg if you don’t Q U I T T H A T.”

Caitlyn

:i am looking at episode 8: HAHAHAHAHA #SMILETHRUDAPAIN

If it’s a let’s just be friends situation that’s completely different but AHAHAHAH-

If you pull a “oil and water 💔⛓🥀 we r not meant to be cupcakke 😢😔” (im so sorry for this one sentence) she’s devastated

Dude she takes like a whole year to recover it hurt her so badly

Listens to sad Adele, Taylor Swift, and Mitski songs in the shower to cope with it

If it’s just be friends she ju- why is little miss perfect playing which one of you /hj

She thinks of all the memories she has of the relationship and tries to think of things she did wrong, she thinks it’s all her fault

She’s happy to be your friend and is happy you didn’t abandon her though;

”You’d like to just be friends? That’s… Yeah that’s okay, I’m sorry if I did anything to make you really uncomfortable, I swear I’ll be more careful in the future.”

She passively tries to get you two back into a relationship sometimes, like passive flirting

Like one day you’re talking abt your favorite Taylor Swift song or sm idfk and she says

”I‘d like to say that you remind me of last great American dynasty or the 1 maybe?”

”The 1?”

”…Yes.”

If that works she is so proud of herself for that

If it doesn’t end up working and she has to rebound it takes her so long

You’ve already had 2 different partners and then she finally comes up like

“Hey this is my new gf Vi” /hj

Viktor

Man I don’t wanna see him sad :sits link shinji from that one scene of evangelion: /jov

He’s hurt, even if it’s “Wanna just be friends?” He needs some time to process it

”Excuse me? Uhm… I- Heh…”

Once he’s collected he‘ll try to hold back any negative emotion, not wanting to make you feel bad for this

”I see why you want to and I’m fully fine if we separate.”

The second he leaves the room and is alone he’s sobbing to himself

”I can’t have one thing go right with other people can I?! Why me?!” He’s whispering stuff like that to himself, he’s a mess

After about a week or two of being split up he’s more comfortable around you, he just needed some time to recover from the breakup

During his time of being more comfortable, he’ll sit down with you and discuss why you think the relationship wasn’t going good

”So why did you break up with me? I’m sorry this is awkward but I’ve been wondering it, I didn’t see many problems while we were together.”

Once you explain he agrees it’s better if you stayed separated for the time being

He has no interest in rebounding unless the other person initiates it, meaning he might not get a partner at all afterwards

mmm we r loving the angst

THE STARY OF CAITS IS SO FUNNY IM SO SORRY,,,,, SAME WITH SOME PARTS OF VI’S IM TIRED IDK

[spooki-ghoztzz]

may i ask for some bc mike and dave comfort 💔 i read a sad mike fic earlier and i just love dave for some reason hes always stuck in my mind like one of those fucking song worm things whatever theyre called i wanna rip him out and squeeze him affectionatley get what i mean??? anyways yeah, anything with them seperatley really i love them ❤️ (spelling and grammar is probably shit, im on my laptop so i have no auto correct, sorry 😭)

( It's alright deary! tbh i’ve been burned out already so i’m sorry if these aren’t good! )

( Michael Afton. )

Mikey isn’t the best with comfort but he really tries considering he probably has to be comforted more than anything due to past trauma and his father. If you really needed it though he’d be right there for you.

His biggest way of comfort is holding your hands or hugging you close as he plays with a strand of your hair as he listens to your rant on about what’s been troubling you.

Poor boy hates seeing you cry,if you start crying he might start crying also! seeing you upset is something that he almost blames himself for sometimes.

He’d also wrap a blanket around you and tuck you into a blanket burrito as he holds you close,may even watch a movie or two with you.

Kisses on the head are also a big part of the way he comforts you. It became a habit after a while to kiss you on the forehead if you ever felt sad.

He might get the plushies out if you’re still upset,tucking the plushies around you and saying that “they’re all there to make you feel better” which gets a giggle out of you.

( Dave Miller. )

This poor “texan” isn’t that good at comforting either only cause he ain’t used to some normal human emotions and how to deal with them. The only thing he could think to do is stay close to you and maybe hold your hand as he listens to you rant.

He’d be the guy to make jokes to try and make you feel better or maybe tickle attack you- if it doesn’t work it would make him a bit frustrated.

Dave would let you rest your head on his as he listens,maybe he’d reach a hand up to run it through your hair as you did.

Eventually he’d suggest a movie and cuddling and if you agree he’d be up in a flash to grab a big blanket for the two of you. for once he’d be the big spoon just for you <3

If you still feel bad after the movie he’d try and cheer you up more by getting you snacks or some of your comfort items. 

poor man is stressed while he tries to make you happy since seeing you sad just makes him stressed,,

[the-illiterate-pirate]

Not doing good. Feeling achy and in need of cuddles. Again.

What is wrong with this body?

Anyway, remembered the plot for that Tooru idea, and now it's all y'all's problem >:) hope you six JoJolion readers enjoy

No I don't care if the lyrics don't match up in time with the writing shut up shut up

I Can't Help Falling in Love

Pretty big spoilers for JoJolion, but if you're looking for Tooru content then you probably already know what's up

He watched your frail body curl into itself from his side of the bed. You had been sick for so long now and something inside of him stirred every time you coughed or hacked or collapsed back into bed. Even in sleep, with two extra blankets, you shivered so violently.

Tooru took it upon himself to bring you into his arms. He didn't have much knowledge on comforting someone, but maybe sharing heat would help you. Even if it wasn't much. You stirred slightly once his gentle hands touched you. When you realized it was only to move you into his warm arms you melted back into your blankets and his hug. His left hand rubbed at your back from under your oversized shirt while his right massaged at your scalp. The sigh that left your lips warmed his heart. "Tooru....Hey, Tooru..."

"Yes? What is it?"

Your face hit against his chest weakly, deciding against trying to lift your heavy head to look up at him, away from his warm petting. It hurt too much, anyway.

He smelled nice, too. You weren't sure what it was. But it was calming, with a little hint of something medicinal, probably something he used often at the hospital to wipe down tables. It was a smell that had you knowing you were in gentle, caring hands.

"Could you play my Elvis Presley CD? Please? I really wanna listen to music, if that's okay, I think I remember you saying you liked Elvis..."

Tooru let a soft smile grow on his lips, only for you to see. "Yeah, I'd like that too. I'll be back, okay?" He places a soft kiss on the crown of your head before leaving the bed with you a whimpering mess behind him. It was cute, but made him a bit sad to hear you crying over him. Tooru doesn't think anyone's ever cried over him before.

He quickly pushed in the sky blue CD that held Elvis Presley's greatest hits into your player. The CD player took a second too long for his liking to read the disc. But once it did, the song "Can't Help Falling in Love" started it's melodic instrumental. How fitting, one of Tooru's favorites, too. After Wonder of You, of course.

As the king's voice filled the small bedroom Tooru snuck back into your bed. You were nearly nodding off again, only to be reawakened as your bed bounced under his weight. You gladly snuggled back deep into his arms while you enjoyed your music.

"Shall I stay? Would it be a sin?"

Tooru took this time to watch your face. Even as you looked sickly, with those dark rings around your eyes, he thought you were the most beautiful human he'd ever seen. There was an unearthly glow to you that he'd never seen anywhere else.

You were so pretty.

"Some things, you know, are meant to be."

Was this meant to be?

His kind weren't supposed to fall in love with humans. In every case he'd seen, it never ended well. But... He didn't want it to end. Like an insect, you somehow had burrowed yourself deep into his heart, but he didn't want to remove you. He was afraid your feelings for him were just as genuine as his for you.

"Y/n?"

Your weak, pale eye opened to look at him. "Yes?"

"You're not going to die, are you?" His question was so sudden and bizarre, that you actually laughed. It was immediately regretted once your chest heaved and spasmed under the unfamiliar feeling. "What? Of course not." You laughed a bit more. "You know, for a part-time nurse, you sure do worry over the littlest things."

You'll be okay. Good. "It's just.. I don't want you to leave me."

Not now, not ever. His hug constricted you a little more.

"Tooru, it's just a fever. I'll be fine by next week."

"Promise?"

"Promise." His childish worry made you smile a little. In an attempt to appease him, you cupped his cheek in your palm. Your hands were clammy a little, but he didn't really mind. "Promise."

Your boyfriend leaned down the slightest bit, until your lips were just centimeters apart. "Can I have a kiss?"

"Tooru, you could get sick too."

"I don't mind. I want a kiss." He didn't even wait for a reply. Once the word left his mouth he immediately pressed his lips into yours. Nothing more than a tiny lip lock, but it made you feel lighter than air.

"Take my hand. Take my whole life, too."

One last kiss was added to your head. You slowly drifted back to sleep as Presley's melodic singing continued onto the final verse. And this time, Tooru wouldn't interrupt your sleep again.

"For I can't help falling in love with you."

[k-nemiya]

• ¡ 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝐷𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ! ft. manjiro "mikey" sano

ᴛᴡ: minors dont interact, manga spoiler, black haired! Mikey, toxic relationship, suffocating, mentions of k!lling, Sad Mikey :(, mentions of bl00d, manipulation, reader

ɴᴏᴛᴇ: I just listen to Play Date and the first person that came to my mind was Mikey 💀. My baby Mikey doesn't deserved to be sad :( Song: Play Date by Melanie Martinez

You call me on the telephone, you feel so far away

You tell me to come over, there's some games you want to play

I'm walking to your house, nobody's home

Just me and you and you and me alone

"Hey, y/n you there?" Mikey's voice was melancholic. So addictive. So perfect. "Y-Yeah Mikey-kun" "y/n. I told you to stop calling me 'Mikey-kun', it is Manjiro to you"

"Sorry, my bad M-Manjiro-kun. But can I ask why you call me?" "You are my parnert, I need you to come to my home, no questions"

𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎

As I arrived to Mikey's house, I open the door, take out my shoes just for not making any mess. "Hello? Anyone here? Mik- I mean Manjiro?"

I fel someone behind me, hugging me. "You really came...huh" all I can do is just put my hands on top of his. I really like Mikey, all of this time I was with him, in Draken's death, Mitsuya's death and the other members of Toman. I was there, helping him and hugging him when he cry.

" I wanna play with you, I miss playing hide a seek with Emma, but since she's not here... Can you play with me y/n..??" His voice was so sweet so I accept it.

We're just playing hide and seek

It's getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you

I don't want to play no games

I'm tired of always chasing, chasing after you

"Emma~ where are you? When I catch you I will go and tell Drake your feelings" He was always like that, he missed Emma and Drake so much that he can't let them go.

"Ha! I found you!" Then he start running after hugging me, but in the middle of the of the room, he stopped " let's play again" and it was like that for 5 rounds. The same thing.

"Y/n, can we cuddle up? I need your hugs" "Huh? Y-Yeah of course Manjiro-kun" "Manjiro??? Please stop! I feel like you are mad at me!! Just call me Mikey, please hon~" as we go to bed, he take the blankets and put it above us. "Hon,I need water."

As I stay in the blankets (because he told me not to move) I saw a photo, where was Mikey with his friends... I got lost in my thoughts that I didn't feel when someone was above me, and take the blankets and start suffocating me.

I can't breathe, help. Mikey , stop

Stop

Stop please, I need to breathe.

As my eyes start to close and see black Mikey take the blankets off me and hug me and whisper in my ear "Hon, I want to play again, pleaseee~" and here we go again...

I don't give a fuck about you anyways

Whoever said I gave a shit 'bout you?

You never share your toys or communicate

I guess I'm just a play date to you

"WHY YOU CANT BE LIKE EMMA?!! OR EVEN DRAKEN, OR TAKEMICHI?!! YOU ALWAYS ARE SO USELESS, I CANT STAND YOU!!" He was now screaming at me, all because I accidentally spilled the coffee in the table.

As I start to feel heavy I saw his eyes. His beautiful black eyes. They were so pretty with hope in them, now they are all death, all gone. "Y/n you hear me??!! I am talking to you, hear me you little -"

I couldn't listen everything because I finally faint.

Wake up in your bedroom and there's nothing left to say

When I try to talk you're always playing board games

I wish I had monopoly over your mind

I wish I didn't care all the time

As I wake up I saw that I was in Mikey's bed, next to me was his little towel/blanket that he used to never leave, it was everything for him.

I need to talk to him, I need to know what happened here. As I walk to the living room there he was, watching a video, with a drink and some papers on the desk. "Mikey ...?" I ask with fear that he might be upset.

"Hon, are you ok? You scare me to dead..." As he hug me he start crying "I'm so sorry, please don't l-leave me I-I love you so much please please please..." I hug him, scared that he might committed a stupid thing.

A cut in my arm wake up me, it was Mikey, who just cut my left arm and start punching me in my face "Useless, Stupid ,why you always are so Fat?! You look disgusting" as he stop doing that he start crying (again...) "I'm so sorry hon, please just hug me.."

And I did hugh him, I can't hate him. I'm sorry.

We're just playing hide and seek

It's getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you

I don't want to play no games

I'm tired of always chasing, chasing after you

I don't give a fuck about you anyways

Whoever said I gave a shit 'bout you?

You never share your toys or communicate

I guess I'm just a play date to you

"Hey, y/n? I think I need you" as he start kissing my neck he start undressing me, I don't even feel good, I feel sick of myself of why I can't do this. I want to end this but I love him. So fucking much.

He start going fast and hard, it burns. It hurts, I just want to die. As he start going even faster I start crying "Mikey..?! Mikey!! Stop please!!" He didn't even hear me "Chocolate! Chocolate! Mikey Chocolate!! Stop!" Our "safe word" didn't even stop him, he is gone. He is now I another world.

"I-I am going to cum" as he cum he didnt even let me finish, and he went to "sleep". Of course he didnt sleep, he is staring at the picture of him and his dearest friends.

Ring around the rosy

I never know, I never know what you need

Ring around the rosy, I want to give you, want to give you

What you need

Today was the anniversary of Draken's death, as I arrived to his grave I put new flowers. I have always fell comfortable with Draken. Even if his death now. "Draken, I am so sorry, I-I.... I can't stop him, I love him so much that I can't, I think I have to call Takemichi. I really don't know what to do, I feel so bad and stupid. I still can dream about you guys, did you know?... Kazutora and Baji playing, Mitsuya with a cute blue sweater that he made, Hakkai with his new album that he bought himself so happy, Chifuyu with his new 3 cats, and you with Emma. Everyone in your house just drinking"

As I go to Mikey's house again, he start shouting and kicking things. "WHERE DID YOU WENT?! " We where fighting for like 15 minutes, until he said:

"I don't give a fuck about you anyways

Whoever said I gave a shit 'bout you?"

"You never share your toys or communicate

I guess I'm just a play date to you"

I answer him as I start packing my things, and leave. Finally I was planing to leave him. Never see him again, or I hope.

A black haired man start walking into a cute place with grass and trees, knowing exactly that his beloved y/n maybe didnt want to see him. And as he get there and sit on the grass he put the beautiful flowers in his lap, watching as the sun start to hide.

I will never forget you Manjiro Sano.

He know that he have to start talking, or maybe it would be so uncomfortable.

"Hey, long time no see, are you ok? Did you eat your 3 meals?" No one answer.

"I know you are still mad at me? You know that I am very sorry love" as he start to get up he stare at where his beloved was.

Stare at the grave of his beloved. And while he start to change the flowers, he spoke:

"You know I give a fuck about you everyday

Guess it's time that I tell you the truth

If I share my toys, will you let me stay?

Don't want to leave this play date with you"

All he can do is now cry and wait to go to Philippines and wait for Takemichi. He is done, he is so done. First Baji, then the other Members of ToMan and now his beloved. He is a monster, a murder. But even that he still think that his love one was there, next to him.

"I will see you soon hon, o hope you can forgive me. Love you"

© this belong to nanattsw. Do not modify, translate or stole my work.

[darkcitiesnluv]

Can I order one of Jungwon and the character when they went to sleep together for the first time? And then he's shy at first but likes being around her

Kiss✨

@nanasmitek here it is!! Hope you like it!! If you anymore request? Ask box open!

{ also, they're going to sleep together as in sleeping beside each other ! 🤭}

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You stop at the fridges area where it has all the delicious yogurt drinks stack inside. You glance at every single one of them but couldn't choose one to buy for your sweet sweet best friend, Jungwon.

The young boy injured his hand during his taekwondo practice so you decided to visit him after school. "...... uhh.....fine I'll take the banana one, he likes them...." You grabbed the banana drink and went to the cashier to pay for it.

You decided to surprise him at his house. "Hello, Mrs. Yang!" You whispered to her bringing the bag of food and banana drink for Jungwon.

" Hello! Why are you whispering?...." she whispered to you back. " Wonnie doesn't know I'm here, so I'm surprising him" you giggle making Jungwon's mom chuckle. " Ok," she said before going back to the kitchen.

You stopped walking in front of his door room. Your heard noises coming from his room. " All I wanna dooo~~ is to kick it with youuuu~" it was Jungwon singing to a song from Jay Park. You suddenly open the door and caught him dancing in front of his mirror.

" Y/n what are doing here!?" He yelled at you while laughing nervously as he immediately grabs his phone and pause the music. " I thought you were injured?...." You smirk to tease him.

" I am...my right hand is injured," he said shoving his casted hand against your face. " not my feet " he pointed at his foot. His cute dimples growing deeper because of his smile.

" Aish! Jungwon only if you weren't hurt I would've punched you....here loser, I bought you food and a banana yogurt drink!" You smiled giving him the bag.

" Let's see," he said putting the bag down on his bed and taking out the food. " Okay~~ I like this, and this and- banana milk!?.... Weren't there any of strawberries!?.... Oh my god Y/n" he complained on purpose to tease you. You facepalm and mumbled "I knew it!... Oh my god, I-... I'm sorry baby, I'll buy you another one next-"

Jungwon raised his eyebrows still grinning widely. " Wait. Wait. My. Time" he said in English with his cute voice. You tried your best not to crack a smile but failed. " You said, baby? You called me baby?" He said in his language. You widen your eyes realizing what you said to him.

" Oh- oh Jungwon! Not like that!.....I mean, you are a baby! Look at you! You're so cute! Have you seen your cheeks? Your puffy cheeks with dimples? You're baby!" You exclaimed pinching his cheeks with your fingers.

Jungwon bit inside his lip and rolled his eyes showing you how annoyed he feels. However, he couldn't control that look as soon he saw your pouting lips and he crack a laugh. He grabs your hands from his cheeks and pulls them away from his face. After a second he holds both of your hands and guides you towards his bed.

You were shocked because Jungwon isn't the type to hold your hands so sweetly unless he is trying to trick you or something. You felt weird out of his sudden behavior, Yang Jungwon, guiding you to his bed is something a bit unusual.....

"YANG JUNGWON! WHAT ARE TRYING TO DO TO YOUR NOONA! YOU PERVER, I'MMA TELL YOUR MOMMY!" You glared and slap at the extremely confused boy's shoulder.

He narrowed down his eyebrows. " What do you mean perver-.….. YOU'RE THE PERVERT ONE FOR THINKING DIRTY! And just because you're one month older than me, doesn't make a noona, calling yourself a noona makes you sound super old" he smirked and laughed.

You gasped and hit him in the shoulder again. " Whatever shit garden," you said sitting on his bed and crossing your arms over your chest. 

" Hey! That was mean" Jungwon said trying not to laugh at the nickname. " Anyway....Ah....now let's be serious...." He said. His thin smile faded and replaced itself with a straight sad frown. You started to feel worried because most of the time Jungwon is always happy and smiling and never shares a sad story.......unless you want to count the story of his.....passed away cactus 🌵.

" Jungwon what's wrong?....." You scooted closer to him. You put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him. His gaze towards his hands that were playing with his fingers. You saw him gulp down just by the movement of his neck. Is Jungwon nervous? Does he want to cry? What is going on?

" My dad came home...." He said slowly as his voice wanted to crack up but he would cough purposely so it wouldn't show. You furrowed your eyebrows forming a worried expression. Now you understand why he's acting like this. It just had to be that man again to make him feel unhappy about himself.

" Wonnie! What have I told you before! Do not listen to him!" You hold his face with both of your hands. Both of your gazes locked to each other. " He expects too much from you, and doesn't give anything! You're just a teen! You're still a child! You need to live your life calmly and freely, just focus on your school, the auditions later!.... Jungwon.....you are allowed to make your own choices too....okay?" you said slowly trying to get the words to go through his head.

" I know Y/n, but it's just.....he says so much that it makes me doubt myself...." Suddenly his tears run down like a waterfall on his cheeks. The pale fair skin of his face turns red. The boy felt embarrassed and covered his face with the sleeves of his white hoodie.

How much you wanted to protect your best friend, he means everything to you for so many reasons. You pressed your body close to him, wrapping your arms around his body tightly. You rest your head on top of his head. " Wonnie, baby, nooooo don't cry! You're a strong boy! Come on! Why are you suddenly becoming soft around me?" With your watery red eyes, you try to make Jungwon feel better but still, you felt him cry even more.

"Come here, let's sleep together....." You said almost forcing Jungwon to lay down but he stopped you. " NO- what if my mom comes in and thinks the wrong idea-..." His eyes were still red and puffy. His nose as well. That made you feel in pain as you wanted to give him a super tight hug letting him know you are there for him.

" That's crazy! She won't think wrong at all! I'm sure of it!" You smiled kindly. Jungwon shook his bangs away and grins. " Okay....." He said with a sheepishly grin.

You pushed him down on his back. You grab the blanket that was spread in the bed. You pull it up to your shoulders and his as well. You scooted closer to him holding him as if he was your baby brother. Your arms wrapped around his neck and shoulder, his face almost touches your neck. You felt he was calming down little by little. Soon his sobbing turned into nice calming sounds of his breathing.

'He must've felt asleep....' You thought.

You leaned closer to kiss his forehead while patting his soft black hair. " Thank you for staying by my side....baby" Jungwon mumbled and chuckled lightly at the 'baby' part to make fun of you. You felt his free arm wrapped around your torso as he went back to sleep.

You had a blushing face. " Shhhh Jungwon, just sleep...." You said although you felt something in your stomach. What was it called again? The butterflies? You felt butterflies in your stomach?......what's the meaning of it?

[ptergwen]

sensation

w/c: 4.6k

warnings: some swearing, suggestive tings, and a pretty bad ending

summary: it’s the last night of your world tour, and tom has the perfect way to celebrate

a/n: i know y’all have been waiting for this one! everyone really loved when worlds collide but i ran out of ideas for it lol sorry... anyways my solution was to turn it into a oneshot :D based off the au!! i’m honestly nervous about posting this cuz a lot of you asked for it and i don’t wanna disappoint but i tried my absolute hardest to make it special <3 please enjoy

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“thank you so much! we love you!” you shout to the audience, laughing breathlessly when they shout back. one of your dancers pulls you into a side hug, you throwing your arm around his neck. “we’re so fucking lucky you chose us, that you came all the way here. i’ve seen some of you back at night one. wow.” your voice gets wobbly, thinking about how loyal your fans are.

the tour started in new york, and they’ve followed you here to london.

tonight is an emotional night for everyone. you’re about to wrap your last show before you continue again in the summer. touring the u.k. has been a dream, and you’re just as thrilled to travel the rest of the world after your break. it’s bittersweet because you’re going to miss the hell out of your crew and the millions of lovely faces you’ve sang to each week. but, you do get to spend your time off with a special someone.

he’s watching you from the sound booth, sending fond smiles and loud cheers your way. thanks to you, tom has been at every show you’ve played in england. he brought harry along this time because he’s also a fan and wanted to see you. well, tom is more than a fan at this point. you’d say he’s more of a boyfriend. you haven’t discussed labels just yet.

your dates have mainly been over facetime, since you live on opposite sides of the world with insane schedules. a heartthrob actor and international popstar is quite the combination. you’ve only seen each other in person a couple of times, the first being pretty recently.

zendaya brought tom along to hang out with you in los angeles. he happened to be there recording some lines for a movie. she saw your concert earlier that night and invited him to crash the dinner plans you’d made, resulting in the best surprise and most fun you’ve ever had. the other time you enjoyed each other’s company was one weekend in paris. that was... something.

besides those two miracles, everything between you and tom happens through a screen. you’ll down bottles of champagne or keep warm under blankets while talking about your days. it’s nice, having someone on the other end who listens and actually hears you. tom gets it. you both do.

finishing your tour in london is convenient because not only will you have tom to comfort you, but you get to stick around for a while. he’s invited you to stay at his place. you can’t wait to meet the other holland’s, his friends, and obviously tessa.

“fuck, i’m gonna cry. i’m already crying,” you announce to the crowd, though they can tell from the tears streaming down your face. more dancers huddle around you and turn your single hug into a group one. you’re laughing and sobbing and holding on tight to everyone. fans bawl their own eyes out, the fact that this is it starting to settle in. the onstage crew even gets choked up, seeing you like this.

tom pouts from where he’s watching. he wishes he could run up there and squeeze you tight, but he’ll have to save that for when you’re done.

“i love you all so much, literally every single one of you in this room,” you tell everyone for the nth time tonight, swiping a perfectly manicured finger under your eyes. “my lighting crew, sound crew, my band, my fearless fucking dancers-“ a hiccup cuts you off. people burst into fits of giggles, which is a much needed tension breaker. you adjust your headset so the mic doesn’t pick up any other bodily noises.

grinning, you rest your arm on a shorter dancer’s shoulder, then go on. “sorry, sorry. i just wanna say, like, three more thank you’s before i get out of here.” there’s a chorus of no’s and encouraging whistles at the mention of you leaving. you blink back more tears to delay the breakdown you’re going to have. “thank you to my friends who always show up for me.”

with a knowing smile, you glance over at tom. “and, thank you to my more than a friend.” he smiles back, both hands held over his heart. harry elbows him in congratulations. more screaming erupts from the crowd as they realize where you’re looking and who you’re looking at. this will be sure to spark some headlines. whatever, you’re used to trending on every possible social media platform by now.

“this is the big one,” you preface, taking in a breath while everyone quiets down again. “thank you to you guys. for trusting me, for caring about what i have to say in any way. i feel your love. i really do, and i hope you feel mine.” your fans yell that they love you back, dancers gently swaying you side to side, emotions on high. there’s one last song, and it’s over.

“this has been the sensation tour, and i’ve been your host. was i good?” you try to lighten the mood, earning a bunch of what sound like positive shrieks. the earpiece you have in makes it hard to tell. “y’all were even better.” exchanging looks with your dancers, you pull out of the hug so you can get to your mark for the finale. they follow your lead. music comes through the speakers.

“i’ll see you again soon, okay? i promise. here’s sensation,” you introduce the song, immediately bursting into more tears. it’s torture to say goodbye. thankfully, you have the most incredible fans on earth, so they sing along with you at the top of their lungs. that includes tom and harry, your ultimate stans.

when the show is over, you run right off stage and over to tom. he’s waiting on the side with actual heart eyes for you. you practically leap into his arms, a hand cradling the back of his head, both his arms draped low and tight around your body.

“you were so amazing up there! absolutely smashed it, darling,” tom breathes out. his face is smushed between your neck and mostly bare chest. “thanks, tom. seriously, thanks for being here tonight and every other.” you smile a tired smile and wind your other arm around his neck. he presses some light you’re welcome kisses to your skin. “mm, thanks for having me. how’s it feel to be done?”

you sigh, fingers running through his curls. “like the biggest relief, and also really sad.” you’re such a mess that you could cry again on the spot. tom senses it and lifts his head up to see if you’re alright. “super depressing,” you surprisingly reiterate without the waterworks. “i know the feeling. you’ll be back soon, though. you said it,” he murmurs, a grin on his lips as they brush against the corner of yours.

you’re about to kiss him properly, then one of your dancers comes up to you. you’d forgotten that there are still stage managers and security everywhere, too. you get completely lost in tom whenever you’re together.

“you killed, babe,” coco greets you, linking your arm in hers. tom takes the hint and lets go of you. he watches on with a smirk. “nah, you murdered,” you send the compliment back and bite your lower lip. “i dunno, i feel like someone murdered me!” there’s coco with her dramatics. she’s genuinely hilarious, your shared sense of humor playing a huge part in your friendship.

she brings your free hand to her heart. you gasp at how fast it’s going. “that shit is really beating, coco. are you, like, okay?” “probably not. it was the freestyle that got me.” coco went a lot harder than usual tonight, since it was her last big dance break for a while. she puffs air from her cheeks and nods to tom. “this your man?”

“yeah, you could say that. i’m tom,” he answers, holding out a hand for her. “coco.” she pulls it like you would in a handshake. you beam at them, one of your best friends and unofficial boyfriend finally meeting. “sounds promising. i approve,” coco mutters to you. bumping your hip into hers playfully, you take one of tom’s hands in both of yours.

“aw, we have your blessing or something? your permission?” you coo and get a push at your shoulder from coco in return. tom chuckles, his thumb running over the back of your hand. “no! i was gonna say you should bring him out back,” coco clarifies, like it was obvious. you’re not sure what she’s on about. “uh, what’s out back?” you question. “an axe?” tom teases.

coco gestures to the nearest exit. “we’re having a little goodbye party in the parking lot. fire pit, snacks. remember?” nope, you’d completely forgotten. the idea first sounded like the perfect way to end your night, so you agreed to go. that was before you were dripping sweat and mentally exhausted. now, all you want to do is unwind with tom and tom only.

the superstar life is one you’re happy to lead, just not at this exact moment.

“i do now.” you muster up your most apologetic smile for coco, tugging on tom’s hand. “i’m sorry, co. i think we’re gonna pass.” her jaw drops. you’re never one to skip these things. “aw, for real? it’s our last night!” tom threads his fingers through yours while you talk. “bro, we’ve been together for almost a whole year,” you laugh out, nuzzling your cheek into tom’s chest. “get sick of me.”

“never,” coco deadpans. she catches you gazing up at tom, relaxing as his arms hug your middle. she’s known you long enough to tell what’s a fling and what’s real love for you. this is something special, and she can’t get in the way of it. she’ll let you navigate this yourself. “ok, just for tonight. you’ll text me?” coco gives you a real smile, raising an eyebrow at tom. he gathers that’s a good thing. he’s in.

“mhm. maybe we can hang out tomorrow,” you agree and let your eyes flutter shut. all that’s keeping you up are tom’s strong arms. “tell everyone i love them.” “i think they know.” coco shakes her head lightheartedly. tom laughs at her. “be good,” she tells him and means it, rubbing your back on her way to the lot. that leaves you and tom alone at last.

custodians are cleaning up the arena, fans are piling out, and you’re clinging to tom while his steady heartbeat grounds you. this is the only after party you need.

“harry’s got the car when you’re ready,” tom mumbles, tucking a piece of damp hair behind your ear. you loop your arms around his torso with a hum. “i was kinda wondering where he went.” “yeah?” he gives you a small smile. “gotta ask what he thought... of the show.” yawns are creeping past your lips, tonight’s events catching up to you.

“i like feedback from the fans, or stans,” you elaborate in your sleepy state. tom uses his fingertips to tap your temple. “what about me? i’m your biggest.” “i’ll, um, follow up with you later.” your words are slurring. “right now, home.” warmth spreads throughout tom’s entire body, his house becoming yours for a bit. “your chariot awaits,” he affirms before helping you to your dressing room.

after collecting your things, you follow tom out to the car. harry is in the driver’s seat, and you two slip into the back. he exchanges a look with his brother through the mirror while you settle on his shoulder. you’re hugging his bicep, his lips pressing to the side of your head.

“thank you for driving,” you speak softly to harry. he starts to pull out of the spot with a nod. “no problem. get to say i was y/n y/l/n’s chauffeur.” tom clicks his tongue even though harry is joking. you snicker at his remark, joking back. “you want the job? better be a five star ride, then.” your banter brings yet another smile to tom’s face. his family is everything to him, so seeing you get along so well means the most.

“right, right. did you have a good time?” harry wonders, twisting to see behind him while he turns around. he also peeks at you snuggled up to tom before facing forward. “great, actually. did you?” you check, the grin clear in your voice. harry goes into full stan mode. “no shit! you were brilliant, y/n. god, every note was just like how you did it the studio.” he’s raving, which is much appreciated by you.

“good answer.” tom shoots his brother a wink. “‘s that what you wanted to hear?” he asks in reference to your conversation earlier. your response is a kiss to his shoulder. “yay. i’m happy you liked it, harry.” he buzzes with excitement, having his favorite artist care what he thinks.

not much is said for the rest of the drive. tom and harry make some hushed conversation about golfing this weekend while you struggle to stay awake. they’re obsessed with that damn sport. it’s honestly nice to see, that tom has something he likes to do when he isn’t shooting hollywood’s biggest movies. your free time will finally give you the chance to discover other hobbies.

you stumble out of the car upon arriving to the boys’ place, a backpack on your shoulders and tom’s hand held tight in yours. you’ve got only a few essentials with you for tonight. the rest is on the tour bus, so you’ll gather it after your hangout with coco. besides, everything you need at the moment is right here.

“home sweet home,” tom announces as harry unlocks the front door. his words bring a tired smile to your face. “finally,” you exhale, keeping your fingers laced with tom’s and following the two of them inside. “i could show you around a bit, give you the grand tour. or-“ tom stops talking, feeling your weight on him. harry huffs at how oblivious his brother is.

“mate, she’s falling over. save it,” he suggests and kicks the door shut lazily. you’re done in. you’ve been having to lean on tom since the show ended. “another time, then,” tom mumbles, securing his arm around your waist. “there is one thing i wanna see.” your voice is low, body curled into tom’s side. he raises an eyebrow. “and that is?” “your room.”

tom takes that in a suggestive way, like he does most things. “we’re getting right to it, are we?” he questions, harry gagging and you nudging his arm with your head. “not like that, dummy. ‘cuz i’m sleepy.” there’s a beat of silence. “ask me again in-“ “wow, look at the time!” harry interrupts so he doesn’t have to hear the details. he’s sure he’ll witness enough after it happens. “off to bed i go! goodnight.”

he rushes to get to his room, yelling out, “great show, y/n!” on the way. “thank you! night!” you call back, tom letting out a sigh. “div of the century,” he says under his breath. “must run in the family,” you playfully retort. that gets you a firm poke at your side. “where’s everyone else?” you glance up at him. there should be two other idiots and a lovely, furry lady running around.

“tuwaine’s gone to the pub, harrison’s filming late, and tess is at mum and dad’s,” tom fills you in, grabbing your arm and draping it around his middle. doing him one better, you hug him with both. you squint in confusion about the last part. “they watch her when i’m out,” tom answers your unspoken question. “ah,” you nod, then deflate ever so slightly. “i wanted to meet her, though. the other boys, too.”

tom smooths the pad of his thumb over your cheek. “you will, darling. it’s only for tonight.” he kisses the same spot reassuringly. “we’ve got loads of time.” “yeah, we do,” you agree, instantly cheering up and letting your head fall onto his chest. “now, where’s your room?” “just upstairs. you need some help getting in?” he’s only playing around, but you accept, tightening your arms around his neck.

“show me the way,” you beam at him. “happy to.” tom wiggles his eyebrows, you jumping up. your legs wrap around his waist, his arms holding you against him. with a satisfied hum, you squish your face into his insanely soft shirt. “what a diva,” tom sarcastically complains while taking you to the staircase. “doesn’t even say please. no manners from this one.”

“you try dancing in six inch heels for two hours,” you shoot back, patting the side of his neck. he moves one hand down to your thigh for a better grip. you’re nearing the top of the stairs. “think i’ll leave that to you,” he decides and squeezes your thigh. “look at me, carrying the whole music industry.” your face easily gets hot and your words turn to murmurs. “shut up. you should listen to other songs.”

you’re on the second floor now, tom going for the first door. he frowns at his rejected compliment. “no, i like yours. they’re my favorite.” “really?” your muffled laugh sounds from his chest. “what was the first thing i ever said to you?” he asks, a toothy grin on him even though you can’t see it. you recall the faithful night he slid into your dms while he carries you into his room.

he’d tripped over his words somehow, the fangirling fool. before that, he tweeted to the whole world that he wanted to see you in concert. it was a huge thing, and people were freaking out about it, even more so when your online interactions became routine. that’s nothing compared to where you are now.

you’re currently living with him and basically dating. possibly, in love. the base of it all really is your music.

“that you love me.” you pause for the ellipses. the corners of your lips turn up. “but, you really meant to say my work.” “both apply.” tom passes that off like it’s a side comment, carefully laying you down on his bed. you look up at him with a curious glint in your eyes. “what does that mean?” his cheeks flush, and he bites back the smile that’s growing. this was supposed to go... differently.

you sit up, breathing out a laugh at tom’s boyish behavior. he’s precious, truly. “you do love me?” those three words will change everything if he says yes. he takes both your hands in his and holds them between you two. you meet his doe eyes. “yeah, y/n/n. i do.” so, you were right. “i love you... and, that wasn’t how i planned on saying it.” signaling for him to elaborate, you tilt your head to the side.

tom sits down next to and faces you before continuing. “it was supposed to be romantic, right?” he rolls his eyes up to the ceiling, annoyed he ruined this. “candlelit dinner, flowers, that sort of thing. seems more fitting for the occasion.” you shift closer to him until your knees are touching. your face is lit up, voice dropped to almost a whisper.

“since when do we do things the way we’re supposed to?” you point out and set your hands on his shoulders. “we’ve gone straight from online dating to me moving in. that’s usually not how it works.” tom chuckles lowly. his own hands find their place on your hips. you’re so good with words. then again, you are a singer. “guess you could say we’re, um, spontaneous,” he agrees, fingers drawing circles on you.

you and tom have explored some of each other’s most intimate places, yet you’ve never shared a moment quite like this. it’s like meeting him for the first time again. he’s too tongue tied to spit out what he wants. you somehow know, anyway. what you cherish most about your relationship is that you two completely and totally understand one another, on every level.

“tom?” you speak quietly, butterflies filling up your body. “hm?” he hums back. this is one of those moments where it all just clicks. “i love you. i really, really love you.” you giggle out of the pure happiness that consumes you, tom joining in your laughter. “i love you, too.” he sounds like he’s said it a million times and he’ll say it a million more. he leans over so his forehead rests on yours. “really, really love you.”

your warm breath hits his face, eyes darting from his own to his lips. “i want you to be more than...” you trail off, unsure of how to phrase it. “more than... more than a friend?” tom pokes fun at what you said during the show. there’s less and less space between you with every second. “you mean, like, a boyfriend?”

“exactly. be my boyfriend,” you all but demand. you’re half asleep and desperate to be able to call him yours already. “bossy, bossy, bossy,” tom chastises, swiping his thumb across your bottom lip. how he goes from being shy and giddy to the cockiest person alive in minutes, you’ll never know. “please?” you throw in to sway him. your hand locks with his, slowly moving it off your face.

you run your tongue over your teeth. “at least kiss me.” “you don’t have to ask,” tom breathes, lips now ghosting over yours. “i was going to.” true to his words, he closes the microscopic gap between you, you pushing forward against him as you kiss back. your first kiss in love. his lips taste like the chapstick he always uses, and he moves them softly.

he places a hand on your knee, you opening your mouth so he can have access to it. instead, a yawn exits. tom pulls back with a breathy laugh. “you must be exhausted, yeah? let’s get you to bed.” he pecks your lips once more. “my girl needs her beauty rest.” that confirms your relationship. you scrunch your nose and grin wide. “and, she’s gonna get some with her boy.”

you’re reminded of how sweaty you are when you catch a whiff. “oof, wait. do you think i can take a shower first?” you grimace, fanning at the air for emphasis. tom uses the tip of his nose to nudge yours. “absolutely. need help in there, too?” he’s not asking in that way, only so nothing happens. the hospital wouldn’t be the most pleasant place to spend your break. plus, he doesn’t want to be without you too long.

“you know what? yeah.”

that’s how you end up intertwined under the hot water, letting it cascade down your back as tom hugs you close to him. you sigh in content and tangle your fingers in his fluffed over curls. you’ve learned that he’s super into having his hair played with. it’s endearing, how he instinctively leans into your touch, eyes closing as you tug on the roots.

he drops his head down to kiss your shoulder, dragging his lips to your collarbone in a way that tickles. they land on one of your breasts next. there isn’t anything sexual about it, only loving. just in case he gets too excited because it’s not uncommon he does, you gently put a finger to his lips. tom takes the hint and lets up. you continue combing through his wet hair while you step out of the water.

“do you ever sing in the shower?” he questions, drawing your naked body in closer to his. “sometimes, yeah. i honestly feel like i sound better there,” you admit and slide your hand down to the nape of his neck. tom’s tongue darts out to lick his lips. “not true. you sound beautiful everywhere, and don’t fight me on this one.” he smirks in satisfaction, you groaning at your loss.

“i really enjoy hearing your voice when it blares through an arena, though,” tom keeps buttering you up. you shake your head and settle both arms around his neck. “man, i just love you so much.” “i love you, sweetheart,” he murmurs back, you switching places so he can give his hair a final rinse. you watch him and his glowing body, admiring the sight.

“what a sensation you are,” you say mostly to yourself, which doesn’t stop him from hearing. “i see what you did there.” he eyes you while you do the same to him. your arms still around his neck pull him back to you. “tommy? do you sing in the shower?” you meant to ask him before, then he started throwing all those compliments at you.

tom scoffs, walking you back so you’re against the wall. “i don’t sing anywhere.” “what?” you gasp and put a hand on his chest. “you’re lying, you have to be. wasn’t billy elliot a musical?” he narrows his eyes at you as he tries to gage where you’re going with this. “that i did a decade ago, and way before puberty. couldn’t sing a word without cracking after that.”

your mouth is left hanging open in shock and disappointment. you bet he has a nice voice, and he’s downplaying it. “y/n,” tom begins, cupping your jaw with his palm. “since we’re living together now, there’s a lot you’re going the learn about me. good things, weird things.” he shrugs casually. “this is one of the weird things.”

“only because you make it weird! come on, let me hear you,” you request and wrap a leg around his waist. you’re giving him a hopeful smile. “god, no. you’ll hate it,” he almost laughs, a hand on your thigh. “i’m literally a singer. how could i hate something i love?” you refute, batting your lashes at him. “especially when someone i love is doing it.” “i love you, too. but, i’m not.” he’s quick to shut you down.

“drop a bar!” you try to coax him, which he already has a comeback for. “you first.” “i can’t. my throat is all scratchy from earlier,” you lie. tom presses his lips into a line, feigning pity. “aw, you know what’ll make you feel better? tea. i’ll go get you some.” he turns to shut the water off, so you grab his shoulders. “no, the steam is working. you can stay.”

“love,” tom addresses you in a warning tone that you can’t take seriously. he can’t either, a giggle escaping him. “my voice is shit. ask anyone, and they’ll tell you.” “i won’t believe them,” you hum, pushing back curls sticking to his forehead. “sounds like you just have stage fright. we can work on that, though.” “how?” he tightens his arm around your middle.

“i’ll bring you on for my next show. we’ll do a little duet.” you’re joking, though that would definitely be interesting to see unfold. “uh, never. what happened to you being tired?” tom cleverly deflects and digs his fingers into your side. you look down in defeat. “i forgot about that.” “yeah, yeah. no, seriously. we should really get to sleep, y/n/n.” he’s back to his sweet, attentive self. “‘s been a long night.”

giving in with a nod, you capture his lips in yet another kiss. tom never gets tired of them, and neither do you. you break it after a few seconds, lips lingering on his as they detach. “carry me?” you ask again, not caring how whiny you sound. tom presses a quick kiss to your forehead. “oh, you’re adorable. of course.”

well, you’ve found something to keep you occupied until the next leg of tour. you’re going to discover the many layers your intriguingly unusual boyfriend has.

[f1nalboys]

First Date - Randy x GN!Reader

yes it’s yet another self indulgent Randy fic y’all can pry him from my cold dead hands. ANYWAYS hope you enjoy hehe :,)

WORD COUNT: 905

WARNINGS: none. just pure unadulterated fluff

Randy was so damn nervous. He’s been at the park for the last two hours setting up everything and, while to an outside source it looked perfect, he knew it wasn’t. The blanket kept rolling up on itself, the cups he brought couldn’t stand up on the dirt, and he was starting to second guess the food choices. 

“Randy!” He nearly jumps out of his skin as your hand touches his shoulder and the tips of his ears turn red as you laugh. He gives you a quick hug, trying not to be too obvious when he breathes in the scent of your shampoo. “Sorry for sneaking up on ‘ya. I hope you weren’t waiting on me for too long.”

“Oh, no, not long.” He lies. There was no way in hell he’d admit the real amount of time he’s been here because it would probably freak you out and he did NOT want that. “Uhm, here, come sit, you know, if you wanna.”

You give him a kiss on the cheek and sit on the blanket, your legs folded under you. He tried to ignore the way his cheek was tingling as he sat down. God, he was acting as if he had never been kissed on the cheek before, or taken someone out on a date. I mean, he hasn’t but he didn’t need to act like it!

“You did all this for me? You shouldn’t have,” You say, grabbing ahold of his hand. You survey the scene in front of you and can feel your heart swell. You had never been treated so well before and seeing how much effort he put into this? It was enough to make you cry.

“Course I did! You deserve way more, actually. Here,” He hands you the basket to his right and you open it to see it stuffed to the brim with food. “I, uh, didn’t know what you might want so I got a lot of options. Same with the drinks, they’re in the cooler.”

The two of you talk, eat, and drink for the next hour, enjoying the weather and each other's company. Once you both were finished, you found yourself a little sad. You didn’t want the date to be over so soon. Apparently, Randy didn’t either. 

“So, I brought a few things we could do if you wanted to stay a bit longer? If not, that's totally okay.” You nod, urging him to continue, and he pulls over the bag he had stuffed behind the cooler. “I got stuff so we can paint, I brought my CD player in case you wanted to listen to this mixtape I made for yo- for myself. Or we could maybe go and watch a movie if none of these sound cool?” He laughs awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I might have gone a little overboard.”

“This is so sweet, Randy. Seriously, I don’t deserve you. Let’s paint and listen to the playlist! We can paint each other,” He grins in response and pulls out the necessary supplies. As he presses play on the CD player, ‘Still the One’ by Shania Twain starts playing. He goes to skip it, his face burning, and you stop him. “No, I love this song! I didn’t know you had such good music taste,” You tease, obviously knowing this mixtape was not for himself.

The next three hours are bliss. Not a single second went by that you were uncomfortable and when you were both finished with your paintings, you realized just how long it had been. Randy’s painting of you was surprisingly accurate; he really knew proportions. Yours was a little less so, but Randy seemed to actually love it. You signed your piece and gave it to Randy. “For when I get famous. Gonna need yours, too, Mr. Artist.”

He signs his name with a little heart next to it and the two of you begin to pack up the picnic. He had told you he could do it himself, that you shouldn’t have to clean up after a date, but you reminded him that he was also on a date and he obliged. 

“So, I guess that’s it for tonight, yeah?” He asks, walking you to your car. You nod, sad. You wanted to stay with him. Reaching your car, he stops next to your door and leans against it, his hands stuffed in his pocket. You could tell he was playing with his ring. “Can I, uh, can I kiss you?”

“Oh thank god you asked,” You said, grabbing his face gently and pulling him in, hands moving down to his shoulders. He laughs, his hands snaking around your waist and pulling you in just a bit. It was soft, gentle, and so fucking perfect. He pulled back and his hand cups your face, his thumb brushing over your skin lightly. “I had a lot of fun today. It was actually pretty perfect.”

“You think?” He grins, kissing you again, quicker this time, before pulling away from you to allow you to get in your car. You slip in and before you can shut the door he grabs your hand and plants a kiss on your knuckles, grinning at the obvious effect it had on you. “I’d love for us to go out again.”

“Me too.”

“Call me when you get home, alright? Gotta make sure we can go on that second date.”