#with like <20 mins to spare

[sillayangel]

happy tdov from heaven's silliest angel :3 !!! 😇 (she/her)

[cranberrymoons]

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[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

im like TWO MINUTES away from finishing Tresspasser and my tv screen keeps getting horrible MYSTERY STATIC right down the center to ruin everything

[darkcreamz95]

Managed to watch the latest Backstage ep before I start flying to another country for a holiday

[bitchfendi]

sometimes i wish hershel rocked rufus’ shit i think that wouldve been nice to see

[hellfireeddiemunson]

gonna roll a blunt to reward myself for being soooooo good and not napping after work even tho i almost broke at one point

[accio-sabrina]

guess who's probably gonna be a dentist?

[gojoest]

had beef with one of my coworkers today 😍

[nohkalikai]

i think burnt rice guy thinks i'm hitting on him and i think he's reciprocating what he thinks i'm doing in his head

[nerdie-faerie]

This has got to be the worst move out yet

[xxlady-lunaxx]

(DOMESTIC) SANEGIYUU HEADCANONS

Sanemi is ALWAYS the one cooking

I’m sorry but I can only see Giyuu fucking up scrambled eggs or something. Sanemi cooks (or bakes) like a professional

Giyuu having a bedhead (he’s adorable) and Sanemi waking him up by either:

throwing a pillow on his face

running his hands through his hair and a “good morning, shithead”

One or the other, no in betweens

Sanemi usually does the chores like laundry, cooking, etc (malewife<33)

Giyuu can do things if given clear instructions tho

Hmm showering together just as a habit

If either of them were mad at the other (or they js fought) before bed, they’ll probably distance themself on the futon

When they wake up they’re always cuddling though

ouugh yes they share a bed

(it was so awkward at first like “ok… i’ll have this side” but then they got comfy and steal each other’s pillows (so romantic smh))

Sanemi definitely holds a longer grudge

Giyuu gets upset if he gets ignore too long, though, and Sanemi eventually caves

Why do I feel like Sanemi would just take pictures or videos of Giyuu randomly

When he’s asleep, when he’s just woken up, when he’s eating, doesn’t matter

Because Sanemi’s in charge of meals usually, Giyuu only gets salmon daikon once a week (which is already a lot as is, but he begs Sanemi for it so…)

Sanemi used to braid/put up his siblings hair a lot and when the two are cuddling, sometimes he makes little braids in Giyuu’s hair, or pulls it up in a high ponytail (often Giyuu wakes up with braids and his hair gets a lil wavy when he takes it out later)

Giyuu’s the baby in the relationship you cant change my mind. He’s the little spoon; he’s being carried because he’s tired; he’s given breakfast in bed.

Sanemi honestly doesn’t mind (he’s used to this) but likes teasing Giyuu about it

Giyuu has a bow of Tsutako’s (he stole a spare) and wears it to formal places always. (job interview? bow. prom? bow. work? bow.)

Sometimes Giyuu helps Sanemi hang up the laundry but they somehow end up hugging always (Giyuu goes on the other side of the clothing line and ThEIr lEgS juST mOVed By THemSElf)

On weekends, when there’s nothing to do, Sanemi will just scroll through his phone and Giyuu watching TV

Giyuu can NEVER not fall asleep during a movie though. depends on the day but he’ll either fall asleep 20 mins in or half way through

Sanemi doesn’t really watch movies and just slowly turns down the volume then off to not startle him awake

I can see Sanemi just volunteering to babysit for their friends (for free<3) and just having a box full of children’s toys for when they come over

Giyuu once overfed a baby to near sickness (“I thought her grabby hands were for more :(“ - “YOU IDIOT, SHE WAS TRYING TO PUSH AWAY THE BOTTLE!!”) and was thereafter forbidden to care for the children (unless they were older than, like, 12)

After a stressful day at work, Giyuu likes flopping down on the couch and having Sanemi run his hands through his hair and hum a bit, maybe small talk

I think Giyuu is actually an open book and horrible at hiding his emotions (like canonically as a child he was like that, only the deaths changed him sooo) whilst Sanemi is better at hiding things

But like after years of living with Sanemi/js being with him, Giyuu has been able to see small telltales

When he’s lying, Sanemi’s eyes flick every so slightly away (so subtly that only a few have caught it before), when he’s upset, he’s a little clingier or his voice is calmer (though many people interpret it as tiredness), when he’s angry but trying to stay calm he’ll probably have a lot of clenched fists (his hand opening and closing x100) but behind his back haha

Why can I see them both as dry texters tho.

Giyuu tries to sound more upbeat by adding emojis/emoticons but overall it’s basically just “Ok 😁👍❤️😋😚✨🎆🎉🎊��🍩🔥” // 😭 yeah he doesn’t have a lot of people to text…

I can also see Sanemi being a little old fashioned in a way, idk… He knows perfectly fine how to use a phone and shit but for some time mostly sent letters (except for casual/small talk ofc)

ok that’s it i can’t think of anything else anymore!!

[pepsiboyy]

BELLYACHE.

pairing: chris sturniolo x fem!reader summary: where reader comes home after a long day with a stomach ache to her loving boyfriend :p warnings: established relationship, use of y/n lol, FLUFFF!!!!!!!!!!!, cursing a/n: hi idk i thought of this and wrote it in like 20 min and u guys are BOMBING cruise control so YAYYY i hope it is freaking awesome love u all <33

your breath was shaky and your eyes were lidded as you searched for your keys in all of your pockets. the fresh love hoodie that draped over your body was the only thing keeping you at a decent body temperature as you stood outside the triplets' home, a hand clutching your stomach. it had been aching since earlier today, and you couldn't help but assume it was just your cramps.

"fuckin, where is it."

your eyes scanned your backpack, now, for the spare.

"there you are."

you quickly grab the key and open the front door with it, letting out a deep sigh of relief as you let yourself in and shut the door quickly, yet quietly behind you.

after a long day of nonstop work and being on your feet, you were just ready to lay down with your boyfriend. tomorrow was your first day off in about a week now. your body couldn't take anymore, especially not the nonstop stabbing pains that no amount of painkiller seemed to kill.

with a deep sigh, you set your things down at the kitchen table and moved to grab a soda in the fridge. you took two pepsis from their box and shut the fridge, smiling softly to yourself at the thought of your boyfriend's expression when receiving a pepsi from you.

finally, a moment to yourself and your boyfriend where you two can relax and not worry about you having work the next morning. relax and just have your boy to yourself, relax and just-

thud.

your eyes widened and your body froze its movements as one of the pepsis rolled down the stairs and cracked open, exploding all over the floor and against the cabinets.

footsteps came rushing up the stairs, and you turned your head to see your boyfriend, chris, hair disheveled like he had just awoken from the best sleep of his life.

"y/n? are you okay?"

you set the other pepsi down and let your arms fall to your sides, tears running down your cheeks.

"hey hey hey," chris quickly made his way over and, careful not to step in the soda on the floor, stood in front of you and cradled your face in his hands. "what's wrong my love? it's just a pepsi, and-"

"it was the last one." you mumbled before burying your face into your hands.

"it's okay, really, you can have this one," he held up the pepsi that you had set on the counter. "or we can share it," he chuckled, knowing you would offer.

you let out a deep sigh and shook your head, looking at chris for a moment before looking away. "i just want to be with you. i'm tired of being on my feet, i'm sick of work, i'm sick of people, my stomach is killing me and it won't stop," you sniffled, looking up at him.

chris nodded as he listened closely before coming forward and setting a hand against your cheek. he gently kissed your forehead and wiped your tears with his thumbs. "go get changed into something comfortable, i will clean this up." he whispered softly, smiling reassuringly at you.

with a soft nod, you collected your things, including the stray pepsi and made your way down the stairs and into chris's room.

you let out a deep sigh as you took in the scent of his room, almost immediately feeling comfort. you set your backpack down by his desk and began changing into some pajamas you had laying around in chris's room. you pulled the hoodie back over you and shifted to carefully lay against chris's bed, your mind and body finding comfort in his sheets while trying to ignore the undying pain in your stomach.

your eyes almost immediately began to close.

"how you feelin?"

you lifted your head to see chris, smiling softly when noticing the cup of chamomile tea and some painkillers. he shut the door behind him with his foot and made his way over to the bedside table, setting them down by you.

"'m okay." you mumbled as you smiled brightly at him.

god, you loved him so much. it's the little things. really.

chris nodded as he shifted to lay beside you, humming to himself in the process.

you took a sip of the tea he made for you, humming at the taste and setting it down. "thank you for the tea, really."

chris nodded as he shifted to lay down, his head in the crook of your neck now as he gently pulled you against him by your waist.

his hand moved to gently tuck under your fresh love hoodie and gently graze your stomach, his hand resting there softly.

your face felt hot. every time chris got remotely close to you, it did. this kid gave you butterflies at any given moment.

"is this okay?"

chris's voice ripped you from your thoughts as you nodded and closed your eyes, moving to gently wrap your arms around his shoulders, one of your hands moving to gently bury into his hair.

chris hummed as he felt your touch, his eyes closing as he allowed his thumb to graze back and forth on your skin softly.

"get some sleep alright?" chris mumbled softly, his voice groggy.

you smile softly and nodded, as you knew chris was already beginning to trail off.

"i love you so much," you whispered, eyes closing as you leaned down to gently kiss the top of his head, before you allowed your head to fall back and and your mind slowly drift to asleep.

"i love you too, y/n."

chris fell asleep, his hand never removing itself from your stomach and/or waist and his breath soft against your chest.

and when you woke up, your bellyache was gone.

[itstheghostofmypast]

Thanatophobia

Idol Choi Jongho x (F)Reader

Summary: How long does it take one to actually give up on you? How long does it take the other to realise that love is more than just an act of receiving, where bottled-up fears and insecurities may be enough to pull someone away from you, especially the someone Jongho had begun to take for granted.

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Word Count: 2.4k

Est. Read Time: 20 min

Warnings: Strong language, thanatophobia (fear of losing someone you love)

Rating: PG-13

Networks: @cromernet @k-labels

Choi Jongho was anything but heartless, he was arrogant at times, he was stubborn most of the time, he was emotionally clueless sometimes, he was sarcastic most of the time, he was petty at times and he was straightforward most of the time, but what he was not, and he quotes, was a ‘heartless moron’. Now, he wasn’t one to fight, in fact, they’d barely ever get into a fight, usually because she would be compromising or choosing to accept defeat, but tonight was not one of those nights where he was given this privilege, where she would easily accept defeat and brush off his sarcasm, no, it just escalated into something ugly and gruesome.

It all started when he came home early for once, the dorm was empty too, or so he thought, for the moment he had flopped down on his bed, face forward, someone had jumped on him, scaring the daylights out of him.

“Boo!” “HOLY SHHHH- what are you doing here?” he whined, rolling over when she rolled off him, both of them lying on their backs, staring at the ceiling, well, he had his eyes closed, she turned her head to look at him with a pout, scooting closer, wrapping her arms around his arm as she pressed her cheek smush against his shoulder, enjoying the warmth of her baby bear, “I had the spare key, Wooyoung gave it to me last time I came over but you were out, so he was like I should have it, gave me his saying he’d get another one and-” Cracking open an eye he scoffed, “You sure talk a lot to Wooyoung huh?” turning his head to meet her gaze, she had stopped her monologue, to stare at him in utter shock, “What? I’m not wrong, I didn’t even know about the key thing- Sitting up she glared at him, “That’s because you weren’t home, Jong.” The tension between them was getting thicker, he was tired physically, but she was tired mentally, “You haven’t been responding to my texts or answering my calls, so I doubt you’d know- “I have a job, you know?” he scoffed, following suit, as she sat on his bed on her knees, frowning at him, and he sat at the edge of the bed, both in a heated stare off, he was actually waiting for her to avert her gaze, or mumble an apology or whine cutely to end the fight, so he’d feel like he’d won like he had control, some form of dominance, “I can’t just respond to your every whim.” That was probably what set it off, because the next thing he knew she got off the bed and snatched her phone off the side table, slamming the bedroom door shut when she marched out of the room, her tantrum just set the whole forest on fire as he marched behind her, slamming the closed door open and calling out, “Yah? Are you in your senses? Why are you being like this!?” reaching out to grip her wrist he turned her around, ignoring how she was trying to pull away, “What is your problem? Are you mad about the Wooyoung thing? Cause I’m right about that! You’re my girlfriend, not his!” by now he was yelling, furious, frustrated, fed up, but at what? At his hectic schedule or her? Or perhaps he was upset over how he was unable to spend time with her and the time he had been given was ruined by his own pride. “Y-You think I don’t know that?” she yelled back, snatching her wrist out of his grip, “I know you’re busy too, but the least you can do is leave me on read, can’t you? You don’t even open my texts! I can’t magically guess your schedule!” He should have stopped there, he should have, he had realised that he was in the wrong, but was he willing to accept it so easily? No. Why? Because he was jealous, he was upset and more importantly this was the first time she had ever ignored him, ever chosen to show how his nonchalant attitude had upset her, this was not what he expected, he just thought they’d go on for ten minutes and she’d probably change the topic, not list down why he’s a bad boyfriend. “Doesn’t mean you get all cosy with Wooyoung.” “I-” she stared at him standing in the hallway for a good minute before taking off her ring and throwing it at him, the clink of the gold ring hitting the ground resonated within the silence, before her words cut through it, “You’re a heartless moron.”

That was three hours ago, three hours ago when he had let her walk away like she didn’t even matter to him, instead, he stood there watching the ring on the tiles, the ring she had gotten for them on their first anniversary, it wasn’t a promise ring, but more of a ‘just know when we’re far apart across the world, you’ll always have a piece of me and I’ll have a piece of you’ kind of ring- why’d she throw it at him, shouldn’t she have taken it with her and asked him to give the one he was wearing back to her?

“I love how that’s the only thing you’re worried about.” Wooyoung sighed, climbing up the stairs, his phone sandwiched between his ear and his shoulder as he carried two bags full of groceries up the quiet staircase, “You’re a real idiot you know, she did come over three times last week, the poor thing sat outside the apartment for an hour the third time and that’s when I gave her my key…Hongjoong told me that was the right thing to do too.”

“I- I was busy.” The youngest huffed, staring at the gold band, twirling it around in his fingers, “It’s not like she told me, I was too busy to read her texts, so she should’ve understood-”

“Understood what? That you’re a shitty boyfriend?” Wooyoung stopped at a step, the step that led to their floor, someone was sitting on the floor next to the door to the hallway (Yes Woooyoung had used the fire exit to come upstairs, San had told him this was a great way to work out- he’d kill the bastard for that tomorrow), hugging their knees, head resting against the wall, puffy eyes closed- was she asleep?

“What? Why!?”

“Jongho, did you even call to make sure she reached home safe?”

“Well… I…no.”

“I’m amazed you found someone who loves your useless a**.” With that Wooyoung hung up, sighing as he walked over to her, placing the grocery bags on the floor to crouch down and gently shake her shoulder, “Excuse me miss, but are you in your senses- how are both of you this dumb?”

.

Jongho slammed the front door open, not even bothering to put on his mask as he hastily made his way out of the apartment, only to bump into a smaller form, hearing a familiar yelp he instinctively reached for her, wrapped his arms around her to pull her closer, pressing her against him. He let out a breath of relief, at the realisation that it was in fact her, she was too tired to pull away or even push him away, and that was why she just stood there, letting him wrap his arms around her, resting her forehead against his chest, too drained even to protest. He looked behind her to spot Wooyoung standing there, grocery bags in hand with the most disapproving look he could muster, “Found her on the staircase, poor thing cried herself to sleep there- then there’s you, a bastard with an ego as big as the sun-”

“H-her phone was powered off.” He quickly defended himself, pulling her even closer as he tightened his arms around her, not wanting her to escape. The moment Wooyoung hung up on him, he realised how bad he had f*cked up, Wooyoung was never one to leave a conversation hanging, that is until he completely gave up on the person, and if Wooyoung had given up on him, did this mean his patient, compassionate, honeybee had done the same? Though his question was answered with a loud sniff, causing him to look away from Wooyoung and look down at her, only to meet her teary gaze, his gut twisted at the way she asked the dreaded question with her voice trembling, as if it was being thrown around by her pestering insecurities, insecurities that he had brought to life, that he had helped manifest within her, by constantly pushing her to the sidelines, by ignoring her beckoning calls, by looking right through her even though she stood right in front of him, with a warm smile and a heart of gold- one he was not worthy to call his own; “D-do you not love me, anymore?”

It was this very question that had him look up at Wooyoung in panic, a cry for help, though the fox-like man shrugged and walked past them, mumbling, loud enough for him to hear, because he knew the girl crying in the younger man’s arms was sobbing so loud, the floodgates of all that pain and anxiety that was slowly drowning her had now enveloped her completely, leaving her a mess, a mess he was supposed to fix, so she couldn’t hear him, she didn’t hear him, when he side-eyed the youngest, and walked past them, “You f*cked up, fix it yourself,” slamming the main door shut behind him, finally leaving the two alone in the corridor.

An eternity later the two were sitting on the same staircase where Wooyoung had found her, the two were staring at the window ahead, she thought she was tired before, but all that crying just amazed her, at this point, she felt like she’d faint if he pushed any wrong buttons. Though they had been sitting quietly for the past hour, he had not uttered a word, which meant he wasn’t going to be the first to break the tormenting silence, as usual, it would be her, to kneel and-

“I’m sorry.”

Her eyes widened at the foreign choice of words, slowly turned her head to stare at him with shock through her puffy, swollen, eyes, licking her dry lips before speaking. Still, he cut her off again, this time turning to face her, the determination in his eyes somewhat scaring her, she’d only ever seen that look when he was going to sing a song that wasn’t the easiest when it came to the number of high notes, perhaps he was going to sing a perfect melody that was just for them, in tune with their pent up love for each other- for his locked up love for her, a symphony she wouldn’t mind hearing over and over again.

“I- I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but you need to understand I did not doubt your loyalties or misjudge your character, I was only self-projecting my insecurities, I know you’d never do such a thing, I know you love me and I- I” he paused, watching how her breath hitched, eyes widening in expectation, biting her lower lip unsure of how he felt about her, “I love you so much it turns me stupid- it scares me how much I want to be around you, I- I want to be vulnerable around you and…what if you don’t like it? You don’t like me when I’m not my at my strongest or my best…and I- I guess what I’m trying to say is,” he reached in his pocket to pluck out the ring, showing it to her, “Could you please find it in you…to give me another chance- you don’t have to say yes right away, I won’t force you, I could never…just…let me drop you home this time…yeah?”

She stared at him quietly, blinking slowly as his words processed before letting out a sigh, scooting closer as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, burying her face in his neck as she placed a soft kiss against his warm skin, sighing when she felt him pull her closer, gripping him tighter when she heard him sniff, feel his body trembling against hers, letting him finally let it all out against her, but never looking up, her face buried in the crook of his neck, mumbling sweet positive affirmations or kissing the skin as she let him have his moment, only to feel him slowly push her away, looking down at her with puffy eyes that matched hers, and a nose pinker than hers, “Please…stay.”

“I wasn’t going anywhere, you dummy.” Sighing she pulled off him, taking the ring from him but he didn’t let her, instead, he slipped it back on her finger, “I was waiting for you to come and give this to me…if I wanted to leave you for good, I would’ve told you to give me the ring you’re wearing back.”

Letting out a dry chuckle he shook his head, he was an idiot, one who couldn’t read situations as well as he boasted that he could- he guessed he was clueless when it came to love, at least he had someone as patient as her to help him pull through his minefield, frolicking through it like it was a field of daisies.

“Thank you…” he sighed and pressed his forehead against hers, before leaning closer to capture her lips in a kiss, only to realise how long it had been since he had kissed her, making him pull her closer, cupping her face as he tried to make up for lost time.

Finally pulling back she smiled at him out of breath, watching how he took in equally deep breaths, his cheeks all puffed out and pink, “I’m out of practice.”

“Don’t worry, we’ve got all night.” She smiled.

“I prefer taking things to the bedroom, not a voyeurism guy.”

“Choi Jongho.”

“I love you” he chuckled, watching her shake her head in defeat as he pulled her up to her feet, laughing when she whined at how he was speed walking to the apartment, mumbling, “Do you want me to carry you? Because I will, for as long as you want, honeybee.” And that’s what Wooyoung saw before Jongho closed his bedroom door, carrying her half-asleep form in his arms, bridal style as he mouthed a thank you to Wooyoung before going to finally cuddle up next to her like she had originally planned for the night.

Taglist: @edenesth @yessa-vie @mlysalt @the-kpop-simp @spooo00oky

[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

20 minutes of my life I'll never get back. 🤦‍♂️

I must be a glutton for punishment because I actually watched Kinsey Schofield's 20 min interview w/Valentine Low. May this rant save you from making the same mistake:

Valentine Low & Kinsey Schofield just reminded me that the British press is in desperate need of a grief recovery workshop to let go of their palace manufactured PR image of Sparry, "the CONSERVATIONIST," and accept the REALITY: Sparry has ALWAYS been a member of the lost boys who never intend to grow up. He loves drugs, perverted soho house sex play pens, and living a secret lifestyle in San Francisco, CA. As we saw in the South Park Documentary, Sparry has always wanted to be left alone so he can just bang on his drums all day.

The British media needs to accept that they never knew the Sparry aka Prince Harry. Much like Fergie & Andrew: The Meghans are two (2) intellectually below average individuals who married in haste. Both their academic & professional work histories indicate that these two (2) immature adults, lack even the basic skills necessary to function in society without the help of a PR "machine" whose job is to clean up their messes and repeatedly rebrand them into more acceptable members of polite society. It's past time for Valentine Low and other UK journalists to admit that they never really knew Sparry. All their Diana goodwill should now be invested into the future of the BRF (the family of Prince William)

No amount of hoping for the best or "covering up" for Sparry's misdeeds can transform the moral rot in his character. They bought and sold the PR image manufactured by the palace. It was the paparazzi & other "undesirables" who had the misfortune of observing the REAL Sparry. They watched him mistreat drivers, security, staffers, etc long BEFORE he was seduced by MEgain.

V Low believes Sparry flew a helicopter! 😳 Come on! Too many REAL service members have spoken out about Sparry's military character and performance and there's nothing good about it.

Sparry, like his wife is also a liar and a bully. He's not intellectually bright, he never was... He even bullied his grandparents before the "spectacle," he bullied Meghan's father...we heard reports about seeking a left wing wife and his interest in living in the US----all before MEgain.

Low also thinks Sparry loves his children. Has Valentine Low ever seen the invisibles? No. He's transferred a PR image to a couple of never before seen kids and their so called father. A so-called "father" who is willing to destroy his brother's children (and the innocent children of other couples) through the spread of destructive lies, has zero interest in the REAL wellbeing of anyone's kids, least of all his own.

As for the Wife: her ability to earn a college degree as an American teenager/young adult without even the offer of an ACADEMIC scholarship means that she too is mediocre and overrated. Her university commencement program states that she was a candidate for a degree in "communications" NOT some whip smart area of study like biochemistry or engineering! 🤦‍♂️

As a university student, thanks to her dad's brother (mike), she spent a measly six (6) weeks in Argentina on an exchange program (paid by her father) until she failed an exam that would have allowed her to apply for (real) jobs in the States. An intellectual or any hard worker would have studied until she passed the test. Not Rachel Meghan Markle. If no one was willing to make an exception for her low marks, then she would whore her way up a series of ladders until she found someone dumb enough to give her a platform.

No, this is NOT a "smart" couple. This couple is a cautionary tale about how Water seeks it's own level: Sparry's mother and teachers did him a disservice, just as MEgain's father did her a disservice: SPARE the rod & SPOIL the child

Kinsey believes that MEgain is "smart" because she achieved a Duchess title. (What does this tell us about Kinsey's IQ. 🤦‍♂️😳)

MEgain became a "Duchess" because she was a professional "seductress" employeed by Markus Anderson & Soho House. Everything this couple achieves is smoke & mirrors based on TRANSACTIONAL relationships where they bully & harass anyone standing in their way.

They don't even possess good work ethics, let alone above average IQs. Please call a spade a spade (or in this case a spare a spare) and stop gaslighting the public about what Sparry could have done had he not been involved with the wife.

We watched the wife verbally abuse KP staffers over bereavement flowers and feckless Sparry stood by in AGREEMENT. Wicked queen Jezebel 2.0 and traitorous king ahab 2.0. Let them go!

[badasgirlfriend]

Stolen Hoodie | Bada Lee Social Media AU

pairings: bada lee x shin nari

prev - next

a/n: THE NEXT SPECIAL CHAPTER WILL BE OUT IN 20 MINS BE READY

The moment Nari stepped out of her home, she spotted the black car already waiting for her on the street. With no time to spare she quickly headed inside. Her nerves felt like a ticking time bomb - she felt like she was about to burst any moment.

"Calm down, Nari." she repeated to herself, trying to regain her composure. But with each step moving her closer to the car, her heart beat faster and her stomach churned more.

Bada's face flushed as Nari approached and her heart began to pound in her chest. Her attire was nothing short of stunning: a cargo short skirt and a beige sweater that complemented her petite frame perfectly. She was utterly speechless at the sight, unable to even form words in her head.

As soon as Nari got into her car, she greeted Bada with a warm smile. "Hey!" she exclaimed, before suddenly pulling Bada into a tight embrace that lasted for several seconds. Her body pressed up against Bada's and their hearts beating as one.

Nari was instantly captivated by Bada's beauty in the moment that she laid eyes on her. Her cheeks instantly started to burn with a blush and her heart began to pound as she stared at the girl. The realization that they both matched in colors brought a cute chuckle to her lips.

"Hey, looks like we match!" she playfully remarked, smiling at Bada as her butterflies fluttered in her stomach.

"Hello to you, too." Bada gently ruffled her hair and smiled.

"Knock it off"

"You look very pretty," Bada chuckled, and if Nari hadn't already passed out earlier, she surely would now.

"You too," Nari mumbled shyly, glancing out the window to avoid meeting Bada's gaze.

Bada noticed her shyness and chuckled softly before starting the car. As she drove, Nari turned her bluetooth on and opened Spotify, selecting a playlist she had prepared earlier.

A steady silence took over the air. Bada's hand rested comfortably outside the window, while the other held the steering wheel firmly. The young woman's gentle humming drifted through the air along with the melody of the song Nari had been played. The only other noise came from the beating of their hearts as they sat comfortably together in each other's company

Nari tried her hardest to hold back the burning question on her mind, but it finally burst through,

"Where are we going?" She blurted out, she struggled to recognize the streets they were passing by.

"Oh god.." She exclaimed, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "You're not going to kidnap me, right!?" She asked, her eyebrows raising in mock suspicion to lighten the mood. The gesture worked, as Bada burst out laughing, still playing along with the joke.

"How did you know?" She repeated, "Now I guess I'll have to change my plans." Bada said, letting a playful sigh

"So, hypothetically... if you had murdered someone, where would you hide the body?"

"What is that question..."

"Just answer" Nari whined shaking her shoulders

"Probably in the forest" Bada answered, her tone remaining calm and unbothered, she was now used to these kind of questions. She navigated the street and prepared to turn left onto the intended road.

With a quick jab of her elbow and a teasing smile, Nari lightheartedly dismissed Bada's casual answer to her question. "Boooooring. I'd hide it in a cemetery no one would know"

With a slightly amused expression, Bada leaned back against the car seat and raised an eyebrow at Nari's rather morbid reply. "I don't even want to know..." She admitted, but with no sign of judgment. "But you do make a good point - it's a genius idea, actually."

"Right, so let's do it-" Nari said with energy, her eyes dancing.

"You menace, stop!" Bada said as she chuckled, covering Nari's mouth playfully. "You're definitely one of a kind, I'll give you that." Bada laughed, her cheeks flushing as she looked away.

Bada pulled the car to a stop, her voice softly breaking the silence that had started to settle. "And... we're here."

Nari, her face turning towards the window and spotting their destination, burst out with excitement, her grin spreading wide across her face. "Arcades!" She exclaimed, her voice carrying a bit of surprise, as she quickly removed her seatbelt

She eagerly exited the car, unable to contain her excitement as she took in the sight of the arcade just in front of her.

Bada, in comparison, was much more calm as she stepped out of the car, her feet hitting the ground with a faint thump. With a small smile, she turned towards Nari as she began to make her way towards the entrance of the arcade. "Ready to lose all your quarters?"

With a confident smirk, Nari followed closely behind Bada as they entered the arcade, her excitement growing at the prospect of showing off her gaming skills.

"Be prepared to lose." Nari challenged, her smirk deepening

"As if.." Bada answered with a teasing wink, turning to face Nari as they approached one of the arcade machines.

Bada turned to the younger girl with a smug expression on her face and proclaimed, "Race you to the basketball game." With that, she bolted off without even waiting for a response,

"Yah wait." Nari groaned as she saw Bada's actions, but didn't pause for long, quickly taking off behind her friend as she raced towards the machine as well. The two arrived at the machines at nearly the same time. Bada paid for both of them much to Nari's protest

As the balls were released onto the machine's court, the two girls immediately got to work, each focused on their individual game play.

Nari had always struggled with sports, whether it be basketball or any other sort of game. However, once she saw Bada effortlessly make her shots and swish the balls through the hoop,

Bada, in a moment of pure instinct, let out a laugh as she saw Nari struggling to match her pace

"It's not funny." Nari grumbled, refusing to make eye contact with Bada as the score board continued to tick upwards "How are you so good at this?"

"I played basketball in highschool"

At Bada's response, her eyes widened as the realization hit her. "You played basketball in high school?"

As the last ball went thru the hoop, the score board came to a stop and Bada threw her arms up in victory. "I win." She proclaimed, letting out a playful laugh.

Nari, in light of her defeat, protested jokingly, turning to Bada with a frustrated look on her face.

"Not fair." She grumbled "I was against a basketball player"

Bada, however, was quick to offer her assistance, a teasing grin taking form on her face as she spoke. "Okay, now you're exaggerating. Here, I'll help you."

As the balls were released again, Bada sneakily approached Nari, catching the brunette off guard. With a light touch, she grabbed her hand and moved her fingers so that they were in a more suitable position.

"You're holding it wrong." Bada whispered in her ear, each word sending a shiver down her spine. She gently repositioned Nari's hand in order to show her the right technique.

Nari's cheeks fluttered as excitement filled her chest at Bada's touch. She tried to focus on their game play, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep her thoughts straight as she felt her heart pounding against her chest.

"Nari..." Nari's gaze drifted towards Bada's lips, unable to take her eyes off her plump, shiny red lips.

With her own lips parted slightly, Nari wanted remained focused but she just couldn't

"Nari shoot," Bada repeated, drawing Nari's attention away from her lips. "F-fuck! The ball went in!" Nari gasped as the ball flew through the rim, her eyes widening in surprise "IT'S THAT EASY?"

"Yeah, what do you expect? You were holding the ball like a kid."

Nari looked up at Bada with a playful pout. "You're so mean," she muttered dramatically, even though she was grinning mischievously.

As the evening progressed, the lighthearted and flirty atmosphere of the competition only grew more intense. Every point, every basket, every move was met with laughter and playful banter, the two girls trading witty remarks as they tried to outscore the other.

They moved onto a different game, now playing air hockey. Nari was thrilled to find herself winning, her eyes bright with satisfaction as each shot found its way into the goal. Bada couldn't help but smile as she watched Nari's joy. The dancer couldn't help but find Nari adorable, as she smiled and laughed during the games.

Her bright expressions, sparkling eyes, and charming demeanor made Bada's heart flutter. She wanted to keep seeing that face, so she started letting her win at almost every game, just to see her look so happy.

She deserves it after all...

"And this," Nari smirked, placing the paddle down lightly. "is how you end someone."

"Don't make me remind you," Bada returned the smirk, stepping closer to Nari.

"Of what, exactly?" Nari asked, keeping her head down and her smile subtle.

"The basketball game," Bada said, her eyes sparkling with mischief and her smile inviting.

"I didn't know how to play, okay?" Nari said, rolling her eyes. "I'm a changed woman now."

"Sure," the taller girl replied, as her eyes trailed away for a second, her tone dripping with playfulness and sarcasm. "I totally believe you."

Nari raised her eyebrows, staring at her with an expression of mock shock. "You don't believe me?"

"Of course not," Bada said, leaning closer as her chin rested on her friend's shoulder. "We'll have to see if you know how to play in real court."

Nari chuckled and turned her head to meet Bada's gaze. "Ooooh it's on, I'll have to watch some YouTube tutorials later, though. Don't want to embarrass myself again."

The two girls were deep in thought, their conversation turning into an almost intimate exchange as their faces grew closer together.

However, their moment of closeness was soon interrupted by the voice of a small child, no more than six years old staring at them with a scowl on his face.

"Can you two move?" The little boy demanded, his small fists clenched tightly

"Yeah sorry-" Bada was halfway through her apology when the boy cut her off.

"You better be," he said, glaring at her with narrowed eyes.

"Listen here you little sh-" Nari started, but Bada cut her off before she could finish. She grabbed Nari's hand and dragged her away, trying not to laugh as she whispered in her friend's ear.

"You're gonna get us in trouble," she said with a small grin

"I hope he loses"

"As the night went by, they tried various games together, alternating between teaming up and facing off against one another - but what mattered most was they were having a blast.

Bada couldn't recall the last time she had this much enjoyment - she truly needed it. She was thankful she asked Nari out on a date.

As Bada reflected on her past with Yeri, she didn't think herself capable of quickly moving on after everything that had transpired. Nari, however, had managed to do the unthinkable.

Bada was ready to give herself whole-heartedly to Nari, and she only hoped she wouldn't leave her heartbroken.

"Oh my god, look!" the shorter girl was pointing at the claw machine in awe. "It's a My Melody plushie," she said with a bright smile on her face.

Bada turned towards her, grinning as she pulled out some coins from her wallet. "Do you want it?" she asked.

Nari looked at her for a moment, nodding her head. "Yea, yep, definitely," she said with an excited voice

Bada quietly prayed to herself, hoping that the claw would grasp that plushie, if it didn't happen, she might need to resort to some drastic measures. The machine made some beeping sounds, and Bada took a peek through narrow eyes.

Bada sighed in slight disappointment, glancing at the claw's empty grasp.

"Awh it's okay"

"No I'll get it I'll just try again" Bada insisted putting more money. She pressed on the big red button and the claw started to move

As the claw closed in on the stuffed animal, Bada's eyes widened with excitement

"I got it!" She whispered excitedly, her eyes glued on the plushie as it dangled above the release slot.

Nari was too busy admiring Bada's gentle smile and loving eyes to notice the plush toy in her hands. When she realized what had happened, she turned to Bada with wide eyes and a bright smile, lightly touching the plush toy as if to confirm that it was real.

"Wait, what?" she repeated with a laugh, her cheeks flushed a soft pink. Her gaze turned back to the plush toy, and then back to Bada. "You got it for real- Thank you"

Nari jumped into Bada's arms, her arms wrapped tightly around the oreo haired girl. The warm embrace was so unexpected that for a moment, Bada was speechless, her own arms falling around Nari's small frame as she hugged her back.

In that moment, Bada felt her heart melt and her mood instantly uplifted. She wanted to win a hundred more plush toys so that she could get hugs like this one.

"Aw, it's so cute," Nari said, a warm smile on her lips and her arms still wrapped tightly around Bada. Bada's heart fluttered at the sight, and she felt herself drawn to Nari's lips. She wanted to kiss her, right there in that moment. The feeling of Nari's soft hair against her skin, the sound of her breath as she looked into her eyes... She wanted to soak in every second of it, never wanting this moment to end.

"We should go." She cleared her throat. "It's gonna close soon either way."

Nari nodded in agreement, her eyes flickering towards the door as she realized it was getting late.

As they made their way towards the exit, however, a photobooth caught Bada's attention, her eyes going wide as she noticed it. "Hey let's go there"

Nari couldn't even reply as she felt a tug on her arm. She was unexpectedly dragged toward the photobooth. They came to a stop in front of the machine, and while Nari was browsing through the various accessories available,

Bada began giggling excitedly. "Hey, why don't you wear these?" She said through laughter, her eyes trained on the donkey ear headband she held out toward Nari.

Nari's face fell as she turned to see what Bada was talking about "Hahaha very funny," she said bluntly

"Come on it was funny"

"I didn't laugh"

"Boring"

Bada then quickly picked out a set of fluffy, pink bunny ears.

"Here, I found some cute bunny ears," she said as she proceeded to place them atop Nari's head.

Once the ears were situated on her, Nari smiled and looked at her reflection in the mirror, her expression becoming even more cheerful as she took in her bunny ears.

"They're adorable!" She said happily, her eyes twinkling with mirth as she turned to face her date with a playful smile.

They entered the booth, although it was a little small, they didn't mind squeezing in together. Nari put her arm around Bada's shoulder and smiled. They pressed their bodies close as they smiled and waited for the final countdown to begin.

Nari's eyes twinkled as she turned to look at Bada with a grin, her expression filled with excitement as she got closer to her date.

As the countdown finished, the two girls closed their eyes and held their breaths for the final few seconds, the anticipation of their photo only growing as the time passed.

"Is it done?" Nari asked, looking for the pictures

Bada picked up the four pictures which were now in the machine, her eyes going wide as she glanced down at their smiling faces. "Look!" She exclaimed excitedly, her smile growing wider as she turned to face the girl she likes with the photos in hand.

"We look so cute! Oh my god." Nari squealed excitedly, her voice filled with joy as she looked at the photos in her hand.

Quickly ripping off two photos for herself, she turned to face Bada with a smile, the girls' faces close together in the limited amount of space they had in the photo booth.

"I'll keep these with me." Nari said with laughter,

Nari and Bada exited the small photo booth with smiles on their faces, their emotions and excitement for the night ahead growing by the second.

As they made their way through the busy mall, the two girls walked closely together, their fingers brushing and grazing against each other as they moved and smiled at one another.

Every touch sent a little pang through their hearts

They got into the car, and as Bada started driving, the two of them began making small talk, sharing stories and discussing their interests and passions.

Bada spoke of her journey with dancing, while Nari talked about her love for fashion, their conversation quickly becoming more and more intimate as the miles between them slowly shrank. Before they knew it, both girls were already deep in their conversation, the moments of silence between them few and far between.

Nari looked out of the window and toward the beautiful scene before her - a vast beach, stretching out in front as it gently lapped the shore. "So pretty," she whispered in awe, her eyes glued to the sea and the waves beyond.

She was snapped out of her trance when she felt the car suddenly stop, her head turning quickly toward her date, who was now smiling back at her.

"I don't wanna go home," Bada sighed. "So let's just go sit at the beach." She shrugged playfully.

Nari, her enthusiasm growing by the minute, eagerly nodded, unaware of just how special the next few minutes would become for her.

[msschemmenti]

To Be Near You

Melissa Schemmenti x reader

Prompt: Ava decided to do some staff bonding (and content gathering) and forces the teachers to have a sleepover in the school. Melissa and the reader are in a secret established relationship and get caught together.

a/n: this idea came to me before bed yesterday because I was thinking about what barbara howard would wear to sleep

“Maybe I should go get my air mattress out of my storage unit. I don’t really wanna sleep on my rug.” Y/n mumbled as she dropped onto the plastic-covered couch next to Melissa. The TV was playing some game and it currently had all of the older woman’s attention. It was a Thursday and Y/n honestly couldn’t keep up with what sport Melissa watched on Thursdays but she was really only there for the company. 

Melissa shifted as the words Y/n uttered finally broke through her focus. “Barb and Gerald are letting me borrow their spare, you won’t need yours.”

Y/n eyed the woman curiously, trying to figure out if she’d missed something within the past 6 months that would make Melissa’s response a logical solution to her problem. “Mel darling, you do understand what a lock-in is right?”

Ava’s latest fixation has been on team bonding (apparently that’s where the money is this week). And she had the brilliant idea to have the teachers spend a night in Abbott. Obviously, no one wanted to do that, but after a few threats and incentives, the woman rallied enough teachers to participate. Everyone had discussed their sleeping plans earlier over lunch and had established that they’d all be sleeping in their own classrooms, much to Janine’s dismay. Y/n couldn’t help but feel bad for the woman as she tried to convince everyone to set up their sleeping bags in the gym for an actual sleepover. She’d been shot down faster than Y/n’d ever seen before. Between Barb and Melissa, there was no chance in hell either of the women would be participating more than necessary. 

“Of course, I know what a lock-in is. What’s the issue? You haven’t ever complained about sharing a bed before now.” Melissa grumbled turning to face Y/n as the game came to an end. 

“And I’m not complaining now. I just must have missed the part where you told our co-workers you were banging the new fifth grade teacher.” Y/n replied wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. 

“I think I’m doing more than banging you,” Melissa wiggled her brows back causing Y/n to blush in the truth of the tease. 

“Even if that is true, how do you plan to explain me sleeping in your classroom to anyone without outing us?” 

Melissa shrugged, “I think you’re giving them all too much credit. It’ll be fine. Once everyone retires to their own classrooms, you can just come down to my room. By morning everyone will just be worried about getting out of there so the sneaking out won’t be an issue. Piece of cake.” 

“Says you, you’re not doing any of the sneaking.” Y/n rolled her eyes, she’d do anything for Melissa so her complaints were only for show. “But alright, that crosses at least one thing off of my list of things I need to pack tonight when I leave here.” 

“I’ll just take my stuff we can stay at your place.” Melissa said rising from the couch to go collect her things. “Give me like 20 mins and we can leave.” Y/n went to tell Melissa it wasn’t necessary but she was already gathering all of her things to tag along. As she watched the older woman buzz around the house readying for their own little sleepover she couldn’t help but to smile at how readily Melissa was to come home with her. 

-

“This might’ve been Ava’s best idea yet.” Janine grinned as everyone gathered in the teacher’s lounge to wait for Ava to bring dinner. “I already feel so much closer to you guys. You know I’d actually feel even closer if we all put our sleeping bags in the-” 

“Shut up Janine, dinner is served.” Ava said as she hip-checked Janine out of the doorway carrying a box of takeout orders. She brought the box to the table in front of the couch and quickly grabbed her things, “Back you filthy animals. Everyone’s orders should have their name on it.” 

Y/n rose from her seat at the table by the wall and waded through the throng of teachers to retrieve her meal. Sliding under someone’s arm she was able to get her box but saw both Barb’s and Melissa’s still sitting there. Without much thought, she grabbed them both and ducked back out of the crowd and headed for their table. She slid the boxes to each woman with a smile and turned to head back for her seat at the other table. Before she could get too far, Melissa’s hand reached for her wrist and pulled her back. “Thanks hon, why don’t you eat with us?” 

Y/n eyed Melissa hesitantly, they normally kept their in school interaction to a minimum and Y/n hardly ever sat near Melissa for to long. They’d learned that one of them had a hard time keeping her hands to herself. So the invitation was like playing with fire, especially if Y/n was meant to sneak into Melissa’s classroom to cuddle later that night. She gazed at Barb briefly before letting her eyes fall onto Melissa again and seeing the silent plea behind her eyes. 

“We won’t bite sweetheart.” Barb smiled as she hit Melissa’s shoulder in a sort of scold for still holding onto Y/n’s wrist. Y/n nodded and moved to have a seat and when Barbara returned her attention to her food she shot Melissa a warning glare, nonverbally telling her to behave. The redhead grinned mischieviously and nodded. “How was your day Y/n? I didn’t see you at lunch.” Barbara asked making polite conversation like the Godly woman she is.

“Oh it was okay, I left something at home so I ran back to get it before I had to pick the kids up. How about you?” Y/n replied gazing toward the woman kindly. That morning Melissa had been on her ass about bringing her sleeping bag and she’d planned to slide it in the car without her noticing but they’d practically been joined at the hip since they’d made it to the apartment the night before. After leaving it at home, she went back to grab it and tucked it in her classroom for the day. Of course she wouldn’t be using it, but it would be nice to have some sort of cover if anyone was to look in on her that night. Melissa didn’t see it that way, but it would come in handy this evening.

“Well I woke up this morning, so I can’t complain. But I know I’ll be complaining tomorrow after sleeping on an Air Mattress.” Barbara groaned.

“Oh I know what you mean, I’ll be lucky if I can move my back after sleeping in my sleeping bag. I’m not sure this was the best idea after all.”

“Exactly, forgive me but I do not want to see any of your faces after 3:30-” As Barbara talked Y/n startled at the feeling of a hand inching up her thigh underneath the table. She kept her gaze on Barbara but her nods in agreement became more aggressive as she tried to listen. She didn’t even have to turn to know that Melissa was sporting a proud smirk as she tease her girlfriend. Y/n knew it was around the time they were alone and free to be themselves, but the location was not ideal for this kind of teasing especially if Melissa wanted to keep their secret. “But I’ll be glad when morning comes. I just hope Gerald can make it through the night. He always says he sleeps better when I’m there. He’ll probably be wide awake tonight.” 

Y/n swatted Melissa’s hand away under the table as discreetly as possible before pouting at Barbara’s words, “That’s so romantic. I guess that makes sense though, especially since you’ve been married for so long. I hope someone feels that way about me someday.” 

“I’m sure they will hon.” Melissa said finally adding something to the conversation. Y/n let her eyes fall to the red-head and tried fight the hopeful look that she knew was on her face. Melissa winked quickly and then both women turned back to their dinner. 

-

Mel <3: Coast is clear. Everyone is asleep.

With a pillow under her arm, Y/n made her great escape through the halls of the school. She was only going down one set of stair, but she’d have to tip-toe her way passed Janine’s classroom and that would be the ultimate test of her spy skills. Once she made it down the stairs she could see Melissa peaking out of her door, looking down each side of the hallway. When their eyes met, she threw her head back in a ‘come on’ motion and reached toward Y/n making grabbing motions. 

Once in the safety of the classroom Melissa seemed to pounce on the younger woman. Their lips met languidly, dancing an all too familiar dance, before they finally broke apart when air became a necessity. “God, I’ve been waiting to do that all day. We’re never doing this again.” Melissa groaned before pulling Y/n toward the airmattress in the corner of the room. 

“Can’t argue with that. I’m gonna set an alarm to head back to my room at 7. I figure, no one will be up by then.” 

“Set it for 8. I don’t want to wake up before 8.” 

“Well baby, I’ll just be quiet. You don’t have to get up with me.” Y/n said nestling into the air mattress and Melissa’s side. 

“I know I don’t have to but if you get up, I will. It’s already hard enough falling asleep the first time. If you leave I’ll never get back to sleep, even if it is for just an hour.” Melissa confessed quietly as she pulled Y/n closer.

“Are you saying you have a hard time sleeping without me? Because that would explain a lot, but also be so romantic.” Y/n asked with a slight tease in her voice. 

“I just like being near you. I feel…I don’t know. At peace or something.” Melissa said bashfully.

“Well, I like being near you too. So I guess we both win, hm?”

“I guess you’re right.” 

“I’ll set my alarm for 8. Now let’s get some sort of sleep on this thing.” 

“Alright, goodnight hon.” Melissa said placing a kiss on Y/n’s hair.

“G’night Mel.” Y/n whispered, closing her eyes in bliss.

-

Morning came and Melissa had been right, everyone was really was just trying to get out of the building as quickly as possible. The couple had shifted position a little but were still tangled in each others arms. With Y/n’s alarm vibrating away on the floor of the classroom, the women continued to sleep in ignorant bliss. As the other teachers escaped the school for the weekend, Barbara stood outside of her best friend’s classroom hoping to catch her before she left. She figured she could get the air mattress back now to solve that problem and figured her friend would be awake by now. She opened the door and entered as she normally did, but came to a stop as she saw the two bodies tangled together on the bed. The shock didn’t last long before the smile took over at the sight of the two. Despite being on an air mattress in the middle of a classroom, both women seemed to be as comfortable as comfort could get. Y/n’s mouth wide open, a bit of drool hanging from her chin. Melissa’s arms wrapped tightly around the younger woman, as if to keep her from falling off of the bed. This was a couple that was comfortable with each other and that loved each other deeply and Barbara could see it all now. 

Making her way to the side of the bed, she picked up the vibrating phone and stopped the alarm. With great displeasure she reached down to shake her friend awake gently. As Melissa’s eyes creeked open, her gaze first fell to Y/n. She seemed to mentally and physically check to make sure she was alright before she let her eyes wander the room. They quickly landed on Barb and her cheeks flamed as bright as her hair. 

“Good morning.” Barbara smiled down at the woman. 

“Morning.” Melissa answered sheepishly. She waited for Barbara admonishment or warning, but it never came. The woman smiled softly before nodding down to the mattress. 

“I’m heading home, but you can just give the mattress to me Monday. I’ll tell everyone you’ve already left on my way out.” 

Melissa nodded gratefully before watching the older woman head for the door. Barbara paused before leaving turning back to Melissa, “I’m expecting a call sometime before then to hear about all of this.” 

“I’d expect nothing less. I’ll call you tonight.” Melissa promised, causing Barbara to nod with a grin before heading out of the school.

It wasn’t long before the snoozed alarm went off again and Y/n stirred away, as her eyes adjusted to the sun peaking through the windows she looked up at Melissa with a lazy smile. “What are you doing up? What time is it?” 

“After 8 and Barb knows.” Melissa shrugged snuggling further into the covers now that they had a bit of downtime before they had to get up.

“Well, better her than Janine.” Y/n said following Melissa back to comfort.

“Yes, anyone would be better than Janine.” Melissa agreed with a smile placing a goodmorning kiss to Y/n’s forehead. “Good morning.” 

“A good morning indeed.” Y/n smiled leaning up to plant a kiss of her own on Melissa’s waiting lips.