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behold-a-dumbass · 3 years ago

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hi! hi! did you have a favorite place in the daycare and could you leave? I hope your having a good day/ night! :D

AAAAAAAH, OKAY, SO I'M A DUMB(ass, as is stated in my username), AND I FORGOT I NEEDED TO ANSWER ASKS BECAUSE... honestly... I didn't think I would get any? XD akgjdas;dja

But hi hi!!! Better late than never...? Maybe? >.>'''

HmmmmmmmmMMMMMM... I don't really remember leaving the daycare. Though I feel like I may have been able to access vague, blurry memories of the rest of the Pizzaplex because of Moon? But I don't know if I really had much awareness when he was out. Also sorry, my memories tend to come from intense waves of nostalgia, so my details are gonna be fuzzyyyyyy. TuT

I like the playset! And the ballpit... I mean, I guess I really like all the places. XD It's hard to choose. But it's easy to make friends with kids when you're also on the playset and can be amazed by their excellent climbing and sliding skills. So I guess I'll probably say that because it's VERY important to emotionally connect with the kids so you become friends and can make sure they have fun and trust you (trust is also very important when you need kids to take you seriously when you need to remind them of particular rules put in place for safety).

I really like the arts and crafts station... but while a LOT of kids are happy to show you their work, a lot of kids also get really shy about it. So it's harder to make friends with them there. Best to compliment the shyer kids quietly and gently and then leave them to it so they know you won't shove your way into their personal space if they don't want you to. ^_^'

The ball pit is FUN! But also easy for kids to get stuck in or bump into each other.. smack each other in the face... sometimes they throw the plastic balls AT each other and hit each other in the face... it's fun if everyone's being gentle and good, but often ends in somebody crying. TuT

I also remember white cubbies for shoes and finished crafts and stuff like that, but I'm not sure WHY I remember that or how important that actually IS. Pfft. XP

I hope YOU have an amazing, warm, bright day and/or a calm, sweet, comfy night!! Or both. :0 One first, the next after. Thank you for the ask!! You're awesome, friend!!

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avenirdelight · 3 years ago

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i feel warm and fuzzyyyyyy❤️❤️❤️ “he won’t remember that but i will…” uuuUUGGGHHH!!!😭😭

I hope you all enjoy this lil Christmassy one <3

Under the Mistletoe - John Stones

“Finally, a Christmas party we can go to!” You smooth out your dress as you look into the mirror. It had been more than 2 years since the last City party the club had thrown but finally, this years one was happening. You were excited to celebrate with everyone; the team, the players and those behind the scenes.

“Yeah…I can’t make it.” Your friend says quietly on the other side of the phone call, making you frown. “Wait, what? Come on..” You sigh, sorting the last of your make-up out. “I’m sorry Y/N, somethings come up BUT I want to hear all about it later.” You can hear her slight giggle on the end of the phone.

“So I deal with these annoying men all day, making sure they’re injury free and I usually have you beside me to keep me sane and now I have to go on my own and see them? Honestly babe.” You chuckle.

You’d been Manchester City’s physiotherapist for about three years now. It was definitely interesting when you’d first joined. The lads thought they were funny, especially John. You just didn’t have the heart to tell him he wasn’t. But three years on, you both got each others banter and he made you laugh, whether that was pitch side, in the stands or in the dressing room. Not that you’d ever tell him that.

You hear a beep from outside and breathe out. “Right, the taxi’s here. I’ll text you later.” You say to your friend on the other end of the call before hanging up. You grab your coat, pulling it on and take your handbag before heading down to the taxi that was waiting to take you to the venue.

Once you get there, you paid the driver before heading inside and giving your name to let you in. It was wonderful how they’d decorated the room, a mix of Christmas and Man City decorations.

“There she is.” A voice from behind sneaks up on you, making you jump slightly. “John..” You breathe out, shaking your head as he passes you a glass of champagne. “I didn’t mean to make you jump, sorry.” He grins.

You couldn’t lie, he looked amazing. Suited up and it was completed with a black bow tie. “Is it too much?” He asks, trying to loosen the tie slightly. You shake your head, placing the glass down on the bar and lean over to straighten it back up. “It isn’t too much, promise.” You smile, picking your glass back up as you clink your glasses together.

“How’s that ankle of yours?” You ask him. He’d had a few niggles lately and wanted to make sure he wasn’t doing anymore damage. “Doing those exercises you gave me, making sure I’m resting it. I’ll be alright.” He grabs another couple of glasses of champagne and sits on the stool beside you. “Where’s Amy?” He asks, referring to the other physiotherapist who had also become one of your closest friends. “Ah, she couldn’t make it. So you’re stuck with me I’m afraid.” You smile over at him, taking a sip of your drink.

“I don’t mind..” You hear him mumble against his glass, making your cheeks go red. You knew nothing could ever happen. You worked together way too closely.

“Where your other half?” You ask, ordering a few shots. It was a free bar, be rude not to. “Oh. We, er…” He shook his head. “Wasn’t working out, so..” John shrugs. “And before you ask..I’m fine. Mutual agreement.”

You nod, taking a shot and hand it to him. “Here you go, Johnathan. To celebrate singleness..” You can only grin as he takes it and you both take the shot together.

“That’s disgusting.” You grimace as the alcohol runs down your throat. “You ordered it.” John laughs, ordering a few more. It was weird, there was hundreds of people around you and it felt like you were the only two in the room.

Now that you think about it, you’d always got on and you were always close. Outside of City, you’d be texting and talking and even within the walls of City, you’d be in the gym together or the stands together and always laughing and joking. It wasn’t difficult. He wasn’t difficult to be around.

You both down a few more shots as other players and staff members come over and talk to you both. “I’m just gonna get some air..” You get up off your seat, wobbling in the heels you’d put on earlier that evening. “Whoa.” You giggle, John’s arm the closest thing you could grab to steady yourself.

“You okay? Need a hand?” He asks as you shake your head, leaning down to kick the heels off. “Had enough of these.” You push them out of the way on the floor and walk outside to the massive balcony this venue had, the cold air hitting you. You shiver slightly, rubbing your arms as you look out at the view of the city. It was beautiful.

A few moments later, you hear a voice. “Here..” John whispers as he places his suit jacket around you. You look round and smile, pulling it around you more, the warmth his body had given it was now radiating onto you. He’d also loosened his bow tie, it was now hanging around his neck with the first couple of shirt buttons undone. Was he doing this on purpose or was it the champagne and shots? You were going to go with the latter.

“Such a beautiful evening…even if it is cold.” You turn around to face the view, feeling him behind you as he rubs your arms gently over his jacket to try and warm you up. “Always loved this city.” He breathes out, taking your hand gently as he nods towards the chairs that were outside, completed with blankets.

You both sit down, taking a blanket each to keep yourselves warm as you hear laughter and music coming from inside. “Been so long since this has been able to happen..” You glance over at him and smile. “Been a long couple of years..” He agrees. You both sit in silence for a moment, taking in the laughter and cheers from everyone inside.

John glances up slightly, a small chuckle coming from his lips.

“What?” You ask, looking up and you roll your eyes. “These people think they’re funny.” You shake your head and chuckle. Above you both was a mistletoe hanging. Almost like it was strategically placed for anyone who wanted to relax outside, under the blankets. “Did you put it there?” You grin at him.

“No, no I didn’t.” He laughs, checking on his bottom lip for a moment. “But, I mean…” John takes a breath. “Is it a bad thing?” He asks, his eyes were now locked onto yours. You couldn’t look away, it was odd. You were just fixated on him.

You feel his fingers trail yours under the blanket as you take a shaky breath in. You had no idea he made you feel like this, not that you were complaining but it was just awkward, with work. “John..” You whisper, looking around. Was it that you didn’t want anyone seeing? Or anyone bothering? You weren’t sure.

“One time thing..?” He asks, nodding up towards the mistletoe. “And it’s never spoken about again…” John whispers.

You stay silent for a moment, your eyes trailing down to his lips. “One time..” You whisper, leaning in as his lips catch yours, moving perfectly together. You could feel the butterflies in your stomach, the electricity between you both. It was something you’d never felt before, not this strongly anyways.

He pulls you closer to him, his tongue finding yours as you both keep the movement going, neither of you wanting to pull away. But you have to, it was that or pass out from the lack of air. You pull away gently, keeping your eyes on his as he chews the inside of his lip.

Just as you both had, Kyle walks out and chuckles. “Look at you two.” He grins, words slurred. He was drunk as anything. You feel your cheeks go red slightly as you see Kyle wander back inside.

“He won’t remember that in the morning, trust me.” John grins as he reaches over and pushes a strand of hair behind your ear. “But I will..” He whispers.

Again, you feel your cheeks going red as you move slightly, resting against him. “So will I..” you whisper as he moves his arm so it’s around you, the both of you only sharing one blanket.

“We’ll sort things out..” John whispers, lacing his fingers with yours. “Because I don’t want that to be a one time thing, I want it to be an everyday one..” He whispers.

A smile forms on your lips as you hear him as you both snuggle into the blanket and watch and hear the City throughout the night. So did you, but you weren’t going to give him that satisfaction just yet.

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