All It Took Was A Joke

Word Count: 1340

Warnings: curse words, fluff

A/N: this one shot was requested and awe I thought the idea was very cute! Sorry it took so long to write! I’ve been so sick the past couple of days! I’m currently sitting in a doctors parking lot writing this oops! Much love!

Requested: after leaving Archie and Betty a few years back to be friends with Cheryl, Y/N rekindles her friendship with them, and ultimately becomes friends with Veronica and Kevin as well. She’s not so sure about Jughead though, but who knows maybe something will spark…

     "Betty! Archie!“ Y/N exclaimed, standing from her booth at Pops. The two look over to her and smile, and Betty walks over with her arms wide open.

    "Y/N!” she exclaims, embracing her in a hug. Archie comes over and wraps his arms around the both of them, and Betty and Y/N giggle.

    “I’m so glad you two could join me! I’ve missed you two terribly!” Y/N said, breaking free from Betty and Archie.

    “We’ve missed you too,” Archie smiled. “You look great!”

    “Archiekins, you see the girl every day at school, stop acting like you haven’t seen her in years.” Veronica teased, walking up to Y/N. “Veronica Lodge.” she confidently said, holding out her hand.

    “Sorry Veronica, I only give handshakes to people I’m not friends with, and I like you already, so bring it in.” Y/N said, holding her arms out open. Veronica stared at Y/N a second with a puzzled expression. It soon turned into a smile, and she hugged her.

    “Finally someone with my confidence!” she said, giggling.

    “Sorry Y/N, I know you were hoping for this to be just you, Archie, and I, but we brought three of our friends with us.” Betty said, and Y/N chuckled.

    “Don’t worry about it Bets, any friend of yours is a friend of mine.” Y/N smiled. Kevin came up and hugged Y/N by surprise. Y/N giggled, and when he released her she turned to face him.

    “Kevin Keller.” he said, and Y/N nodded.

    “Sheriffs boy?” she asked, and Kevin rolled his eyes, and chuckled.

    “Don’t worry, I’m not a snitch.” he joked, earning a laugh from everyone.

    “Good to know,” Y/N said, giving a mischievous smile. She looked at Betty and Archie and their two friends, and looked for the third, but they were no where to be seen. “Didn’t you say you brought three friends?” Y/N asked. Archie and Betty looked around for their friend.

    “Jughead!” Archie called. And Y/N gave a puzzled look to Kevin and Veronica.

    “Jughead?” She questioned and the two of them laughed and shrugged. Just then a tall boy wearing a grey beanie and dark clothing walked up to the group of friends, and Y/N stood, awestruck.

    “Jughead this is Y/N, Y/N this is Jughead.” Archie introduced the two, and Y/N collected herself from her thoughts and held her arms out to hug him.

    “I don’t do hugs.” Jughead said, and Y/N quickly put her arms down.

    “Oh-I… Im sorry.” she mumbled, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment.

    He may be cute but he’s kind of an ass… she thought.

    “Let’s sit down and eat.” Betty said, noticing the tension and motioned to the booth. Y/N slid into the booth and Jughead slid in after her, then Veronica. On the other side, right across from Y/N was Archie, Betty and then Kevin. Small talk between the friends went on, talking about things like school and family life, although Y/N was distracted by the tall boy sitting next to her. Part of her didn’t want to be around him, he was kind of a moody, outcast type. But the other part of her found him intriguing and handsome, and she wanted to know more. Y/N was quickly snapped out of her thoughts when Archie waved a menu in front of her face.

    “Y/N? It’s your turn to order.” He said, giving her a worried look. “You alright?”

    “Of course.” She said, nodding her head. She turned to the waiter, and smiled. “I’ll take my usual, a burger with fries and a chocolate milkshake.” The waiter wrote down her order and Jughead turned his head to Y/N and smiled.

    “You’re name was Y/N right?” He asked, and she felt a blush rise to her cheeks.

    “Yeah, Y/N  Y/L/N. Sorry it’s not as easy to remember as Jughead.” she teased, earning a laugh from him.

God he has a cute laugh, maybe he’s not as bad as I thought…

    Y/N looked around the table and saw everyone’s jaws wide open.

    “What?” she asked. And Betty shook from her trance and smiled.

    “You got Jughead Jones to laugh, like actually laugh! How..? I-we can almost never do that.” Jughead rolled his eyes and Y/N looked up at him.

    “Not much of a laugher are you?” She asked, and he shrugged.

    “Not much to laugh at.” he said, and she nodded her head.

    “Because no one has the same dry, sarcastic sense of humor like you. Got it.” she said and he chuckled, earning another round of surprised looks from everyone at the table.

    “Exactly.” He said and Y/N bumped into him.

    “Well it looks like I do.” she said, and he nodded.

   "Looks like you’ve met your match, Juggie.“ Archie said. The rest of the night, Jughead and Y/N talked and teased the rest of the group, and everyone stared at them knowingly. Much to Y/Ns surprise, Jughead ordered the same thing as her, and they ate their food and laughed at each other’s jokes. When the food was gone and everyone was tired, they all stood up deciding it was time to leave.

    "It was very nice meeting you,” Veronica said, hugging Y/N again. “You should definitely hang out with us more often, or all the time. Preferably the second one.” she joked and Y/N laughed.

    “Sit with us at lunch!” Kevin said, and Y/N smiled.

    “Yeah, you’re always welcome.” Archie said.

    “Well majority says I should so I guess I will!” Y/N said, and everyone smiled.

    “Good, I’ll have someone to actually talk to.” Jughead said, and Y/N rolled her eyes and laughed.

    “Yeah, yeah, yeah, we get it, you have no one to talk to because no one understand you and your humor.” She teased and he smiled. “Well Jughead, I think it’s safe to say we are friends now, so how about that hug?” she asked holding her arms open.

    “If she gets him to do it, my whole life will have been a lie.” Kevin whispered to Veronica, but Archie and Betty heard it. They looked at eachother and nodded in agreement with Kevin.

    “She’ll need a miracle to get him to..”  Archie said.

    “Come on Jones…” Y/N said, giggling. Jughead rolled his eyes and hesitantly walked forward, and wrapped his arms around Y/N.

    “Oh my god.” Kevin said, and the whole group sat there in silence. Jughead pulled away slightly, his hands still around her waist.

    “You know I was so convinced I wasn’t going to like you.” He said and Y/N rolled her eyes. “Damn was I wrong.”

    “What changed your mind, Jones?” she asked, confidence laced in her voice.

    “I’m not sure, but I’m glad it did.” he said. He leaned down, his eyes flickering from her eyes to her lips. She met him half way, and they kissed.

    “OH MY GOD!” Kevin yelled. Jughead quickly pulled away, and they both turned bright red.

    “I forgot they were there.” Y/N mumbled. Jughead collected himself and made his way to the door.

    “Well I’ll see you guys tomorrow at lunch,” he said, waving. “Right Y/N?” he asked.

    “Wouldn’t dream of missing it.” she called and he left. Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Kevin just sat there staring, and Y/N laughed. “Come on guys, close your mouths. You’re drooling all over Pops floor and I don’t think he appreciates it.” she said, laughing.

Nope, he’s definitely not as bad as I thought.

Originally posted by riverdales-daily

A Grand Scheme For Love Possibly Ruined By The Asshole K-2SO

Cassian Andor/ Reader

Words: 1,952

Summary: A little droid tells you (well, you bribed him) that Cassian has a crush on you. You have just the plan to get Cassian to tell you straight up. 

Prompt: “ Where the reader tries to make cassian jealous by accepting a date right in front of him. So that cassian could admit his feelings or something like that.”

Tagging: @kwaiky, @attentionseekingprincess, @ly–canthrope, @can-t-figure-it-out

Author’s notes: Yeah, I feel like the title is a Bit misleading but in fairness this is one of my “quirkier” fics. It’s a bit silly and over the top but like! You’ll have a good time. I’m terrible @ wrting about jealousy bc i feel like it aint healthy pero…im also jealous at times? im a hippocrates. Created a minor OMC, too. I used a Star Wars name generator to come up w/ his name lmaoo

You always had a seeping suspicion that a certain captain had a crush on you.

Captain Cassian Andor. The intelligence officer and one of the best pilots on base has a crush on you.

Asking him directly would lead him to flat out deny your claim. That’s when you decide to approach what seems like one of his only friends on base, his droid, K-2SO.

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Knox: You guys don’t think I’m like…..uncool or something, right?

Misael: Well obviously we do, but literally all of us are uncool so you’re not special, mkay?

Kate: I’m cooler than everyone here but whatever.

Misael: Ignore her. You should hang out with us more! You seem like the kind of person that would fit in with us.

Knox: Hang out with my sister’s friends more often? Hmm, we’ll see.

I Don’t Like to Share | Wonwoo Drabble

AN: this is an old drabble prompt that I’m finally writing

Prompt: “Same time tomorrow?”

Word Count: 729

You let out a yawn as you placed a lid on top of and a cardboard sleeve around your latte. As if you were sleepwalking, you tried to muster an energetic thank you to the barista and let your feet drag you down the path that you had memorized long ago.

To say you were tired was an understatement, you were completely exhausted. The worst part was that it was only a Monday, the beginning of the week, and you already felt like giving up on having any semblance of an organized or successful lifestyle. It seemed as if assignment after assignment was piling on top of you and soon responsibilities were jumping into the pile of things that were suffocating you. But if you were looking on the bright side, you had at least made it through the day. On the even brighter side, you were allowed your small comfort of relaxing in your favorite corner of your favorite coffeeshop. A smile began to tug at the corner of your lips, Perhaps this week won’t be so–

Oh hell no.

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Birthday and Booze

Prompt: Hello! I love your stories :) Could you do a Jason Todd x reader where the reader is out with her friends and Jason picks her up because she’s drunk.

Thank you, you get the prize for being my first request Anon! Also, I’d just like to throw it out there that I have a request rules post, in case anyone else wants to ask for one. I’ll link it Here.

Also, in this request, every character that consumes of alcohol is written to be of the legal drinking age!

Y/N= your anem

H/C= hair color

TW: Mentions Alcohol, Mentions Throwing up

Word count: 948

“Y/N!” one of your best friends, Barbra Gordon, shouted in the fairly crowded bar, “let’s do some shots!”

A part of your brain knew that this was a horrible decision, but that part was shut up by the part of you that already tipsy, that had already had a few “girly” drinks from the ladies’ night menu. They were cheaper, not your usual poison, but cheaper booze was cheaper booze. The cheery response of, “Okayyyy!” was out of your mouth. Barbra and you wormed your way up to the bar. Cass followed you, quiet, but just as  tipsy as the rest of you. Kathrine was busy flirting with her girlfriend at said bar.

The battle plan had been simple, wear comfortable “sexy” clothes and shoes, get to the bar early, stay as late as you possibly could. You partied until you knew your liver was gonna hurt, then you partied even more. You definitely thought that you’d be a lightweight, turns out, you could even outlast Cass. You were a bit off on your feet, but at least you could still form coherent thoughts. The bartender cut your friends off with a dismissive shake of her head, “Sorry ladies, you’ve had a bit too much.”

You grinned and went up to the bar to order another as Kathrine, Barbra and Cass pouted. You got another beer and made a bee-line back to you table. Katherine sighed, “You know, Y/N, you could have at least gotten us some…”

“I’m sorry?” You said, pointing the open end of the beer bottle at them, “ Whose Birthday is it?”

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Work Comes Home - Part 5

Summary: You work for the company that publishes Hamilton: The Revolution. You meet Lin-Manuel at work and who knows what will happen?

Words: approx. 3030

Author’s Note: Sorry this took longer than I thought, I hope you like it! I can’t wait to see your feedback! Thank you so much for reading and continuing to enjoy this story. Thanks to @secretschuylersister for being amazing and helping me figure it all out. 

 Ask Me Anything

Disclaimer: Obviously, the timeline is a little weird, it takes a while to publish a book, but we’re condensing that time for the purpose of the story.

Warnings: Swearing, Alcohol


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the one time ladybug isn’t responsible reveal au

AKA It’s not even in Paris

AKA there’s nice family bonding

AKA they meet on vacation 

  • once upon a time, Marinette became Ladybug and Adrien became Chat Noir
  • and as Ladybug, duty swelled up in Marinette’s chest and she knew she would always have to do the right thing
  • Chat Noir realized and quickly dubbed Ladybug the responsible one
  • and that is how they rolled
  • forever and ever and ever and ever

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Watching Sana pray was so beautiful to see. It was so pure. The topics like her mother saying you should hang out more with people similar to you was very honest & something that people who have dual identities (cultural, religious, etc) deal with a lot from their parents, even though they mean well. I look forward to seeing Sana balance that out in her life because it’s very possible to live with both. A little part of me dies every time I see Sana sad though ❤ This season is going to be tough but it’s important, especially in the globalized world we live in today.

Taking My Life Away Part 19 ~end~

Originally posted by chrisstmaself

Originally posted by drama---llama

Summary: Reader gets a job in a new city forcing her to leave her best friend behind. Or not.

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 1832

A/N: This is it! It’s super cheesy and I really hope I didn’t disappoint anybody! I wanted this to be an even 20 parts, so if anybody wants like, and epilogue about the future I’ll write one if I get enough feedback. Again, thank you everybody for reading!! If you ever wanna be tagged in anything else that I write please let me know!!

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Temporary Fix-Part 4

Friends With Benefits/Fratboy Luke Imagine

Summary: He was supposed to be temporary, so why did he leave such a permanent mark? Perhaps this is the one love that was meant to be more than just a good time. Can things be fixed? Or are some things better left in the past?

A/N: This is the fourth and final part of Temporary Fix! Thank you so much to everyone who made this series even more fun for me to write. All the kind words about this fix made my heart absolutely soar:) Thank you so much for taking the time to read this and of course, I hope you enjoy it! 

~Contains Smut~Approx. 4.3k Words~

|Part One| |Part Two| |Part Three|


His words continued to linger in your mind for weeks on end. He was all you could think about, even after all this time. You hardly saw him however, despite the two classes you had with him. However, this time it was you that made moves to ignore him. Your tendency to skip class and pick up homework after hours had turned into a habit. You had barely held it together during your last confrontation with him and you knew if he even so much as looked you in the eyes your resolve would crumble. As much as you hated to admit it, the feelings you had harbored for him were genuine and those don’t just disappear overnight. The world felt bleak now. It was like the whirlwind of your relationship had painted your entire world in color and now that he was gone, the colors had faded back into the dull grey they had been before. On the lonelier nights it took you everything not to call him and beg him to take you back. To tell him that you had made a mistake and that you wanted him too. But your fear held you back. Did he still want you after your rejection? And more importantly, did you trust him enough to hand him your heart again? It was still fragile after the last time he had dropped it on the floor and you weren’t sure if you were ready to give it back to him yet. Though you couldn’t deny the aching in your chest when you replayed that conversation over in your head. He had told you he loved you and you couldn’t deny that he looked as if he really had meant it. The more you mulled it over the more you couldn’t help but think you had made the wrong decision.

A pillow hurtling towards you caught your attention and as it hit you square in the face, you heard Lola’s shrill voice pulling you from your thoughts. “Earth to Y/N!”

“Hmm, yeah?”

“Did you hear anything I just said?”

“Uh, no.”

“I asked if this dress was cute!”

“Yeah it’s cute.” You responded, barely even looking at her. You heard her scoff.

“But is it date night cute? I mean I know it’s cute but what is it saying? Does it say ‘hey I like you we should hang out more’ or does it say ‘hey i’m not wearing any panties under this so you should rip it off me later?’”

“Oh my god, Lola.” You groaned, chucking the pillow back at her.

“It’s important to distinguish the two!”

“:And you think that a dress will do it?”

“Oh I know a dress will do it.”

“Well what do you want it to say?”

“I need it to tell him that I’m interested, but I need him to put some more effort in before I let him fuck me.”

“Go with the blue one.”

“Y/N, you’re a peach!” She yelled over her shoulder as she ran back to her closet.

“Who are you going out with anyway?”

The doorbell rang before she had a chance to answer. “Can you get that? I’m still naked!”

You laughed, getting up from the couch and walking over to the door, sliding the bolt and swinging it open.

“Calum? You’re the guy Lola’s going out with?” You stared at him in shock, your eyes landing on the small bouquet of daisies in his hands.

“Uh, yeah I am.” He laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.

“Oh. Well, you can come in I guess. She’ll be out in a minute.”

He nodded as the awkwardness increased, the room silent as the two of you waited for Lola to emerge. After a moment, Calum broke the silence.

“He’s a wreck you know. If that makes you feel any better.”

“It doesn’t.”

“Well. Okay then, I uh, just thought you should know.”

“Thanks.” You mumbled, wanting to avoid the subject altogether. “And thanks for trying to stop me from walking in on him that night.”

Calum snickered, “What I should have done was punch him in the face before it even happened. I’m sorry I didn’t.”

You laughed halfheartedly. “Thanks for the thought Calum.”

“Honestly Y/N, I’m sorry this happened. You didn’t deserve that.” You were quiet, unsure what to say, but he didn’t give you time to think of a response. “But I also have to say it was shitty of you not to accept his apology.”

“Hey, I don’t owe him anything.”

“True. But I think you owe it to yourself to give it another chance. He really does care for you Y/N. Just think about it.”

At that moment, Lola emerged from the other room, clad in that blue dress and giving Calum a small smile.

“Hey Cal.”

“Hey, these uh, these are for you.” He handed her the daisies and her whole face lit up.

“They’re beautiful, thank you.” She smiled.

You couldn’t help but feel like the third wheel in the small room and so you quietly exited the premises, allowing the two to continue on. You couldn’t help but feel a little bitter at the prospect of such a beautiful couple conversing in the next room. You did not need to deal with all the negativity you were feeling right now. Of course it was all brought on by you, but you didn’t want to think about that.

As you heard the front door slam shut, you made your way back into the small kitchenette. Under the sink Lola kept a stash of cheap liquor and tonight seemed like the perfect time to put it to good use. You could use a little numbing. You pulled out the plastic bottle of clear liquid, put in your headphones that were blasting the best ‘get over him’ playlist you had and got ready for a pitiful night in.

By one in the morning, almost the entire bottle was gone but the memory of Luke stayed put still. Even with the clouds in your brain he was still all you could think about. But with your inhibitions lowered,  the idea of calling him started to sound better and better. You wanted to hear his voice, even if it was through the speaker of your phone. You fumbled around the house for your cell phone, finally locating it in Lola’s potted orchid of all places. It took you a few tries to punch in your code and you giggled every time it buzzed telling you it had been input wrong like it was the funniest joke in the world. Finally, you found his contact. The picture of him was one you took right when he was waking up, his hair was a mess and his eyes were puffy but at the time you thought it was the cutest thing in the world. Honestly, you still did.

It rang twice before he picked up.

“Hello?” He asked cautiously, like he was afraid it wouldn’t actually be you on the other end.

“Lukey! My little Lukey you picked up!” You slurred, giggling from your place on the couch.

“Y/N are you okay?”

Suddenly, the familiar pang of sadness in your chest returned. Had your mind not been impaired, you would have hung up the phone but tonight all the words you had to say flowed right out.

“No Lukey, I am not okay. You’re supposed to be here with me tonight. You’re always supposed to be with me but you’re not. And it’s all my fault isn’t it? I walked away from you because I’m too stubborn to admit that I love you. Even you could tell me you loved me but I ran away. I ran away Lukey. And I wish I hadn’t because then you would be here with me and I need you here” You blubbered, practically forgetting that he was still on the phone.

“You’re drunk Y/N. You wouldn’t be saying this if you were sober.”

“But I’d still be feeling it wouldn’t I?! It’s not my fault I don’t know how to communicate my feelings.” You huffed.

“Y/N please, I’m trying to get over you.”

“But Lukey, I don’t want you to.” He was silent on the other end, and you thought maybe the call had been disconnected. “Hello?”

“Yeah I’m here.” His voice was barely a whisper.

“I need you here with me. Right now. Please?“ Your voice was hushed now too as he thought over your offer.

“Are you in your dorm?”

“Mmmhhm.” You sighed dreamily.

“Okay I’ll be there soon. Don’t do anything stupid okay?”

“Seems I already have.”


Luke hung up the phone gingerly, barely able to believe that you had reached out to him. Sure you were clearly pretty drunk, but either way you had reached out and he was not going to pass this up. He had long since decided that it was time he put you were. You went above everything and he’d be damned if he let his pride and ego get in the way of another chance with you.

He pulled his coat tighter to his body as he walked across campus and towards your dorm, his feet taking him there automatically. Luke couldn’t remember ever being as nervous as he felt right now. It felt like this was his last chance with you, but he had no idea what was going through your mind. If you rejected him again, he didn’t know if he would ever recover. In all honesty, he probably shouldn’t be going to see you. He needed to get over you, but when it came to you he had never been able to be rational. His heart raced as he stood at your door, a soft smile spreading across his face as he remembered all the other times he had been standing in this very position. His knuckles rapped on the wooden door, almost of their own accord.

The moment you opened the door, he let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. You looked beautiful as ever in your night shirt and shorts, he thought.

“Lukey! You came! Like my knight in shining armor.” You giggled and Luke couldn’t help but laughed at your intoxicated state. Your hair was a mess and your face was flushed, your eyes dilated as they roamed over his body. “Take your coat off and stay awhile!” You opened the door further and he stepped inside, shrugging off his jacket. “Want some?” You asked, handing him your practically empty bottle of vodka. He took it from you, only proceeding to set it on the table.

“I think you’ve had enough Y/N.” He sighed. unsure how to handle you in this state. Usually he was just as drunk and you two were hooking up in a public bathroom at this point. Luke couldn’t even remember the last time he had taken care of a drunk person, but he had to admit you still looked as cute as ever.

“Aw but Lukey we used to have so much fun like this!”

“Why are you calling me that?”

“Because it’s your name silly!” You giggled. “And because it’s my name for you. It belongs to me. Just like I belong to you, isn’t that right Lukey?”


“It’s true! You made it so I’ll never love anyone as much as I love you, didn’t you? You poisoned me and you have me asking for more of it.” You rambled on, your head feeling lighter and lighter and the feeling of warmth beginning to take over completely as your eyelids drooped shut. “I don’t think I can ever get rid of you Lukey. I’m yours forever and ever.” You sighed, just as the warmth took over completely and you drifted off into a hazy, drunken stupor.

Though unfortunately for Luke, you had been standing up when you decided to pass out. You immediately fell over and into his arms, your face smashing into his chest as his arms wrapped around your torso to steady you. In one swoop, he lifted you into his arms and carried you over to your bed, your head lulling as mindless babble sounded from your mouth. He placed you gently down on the duvet, tucking the thick cover under your chin for warmth . He smiled, stroking your hair back from your face and placing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

As he turned to go, suddenly your arm shot out and grabbed hold of his hand. “Stay.” You mumbled, scooting over and making room for him on the small bed. He never could resist you. He pulled off his shoes before laying down and snuggling into bed next to you. The feeling of your body entwined with his felt so perfect and so familiar and he could only hope that in the morning when the alcohol’s affect had worn off, you would still want him there next to you. You had told him everything he had been hoping you would tonight, but he couldn’t count on your words just yet.

With a long sigh, Luke closed his eyes and embraced the familiar feeling of you, praying that this wouldn’t be the last time he felt your body in his arms.


He awoke with you still snuggled tightly next to him, your legs tangled in his and your back pressed against his chest as snored quietly. For a moment, he almost forgot that this was temporary and that you were not in fact his anymore. He lay like that for a while, simply enjoying the feeling of you so close to him and admiring how beautiful you looked, even as your mouth hung open and drool fell from the corner of your mouth. He was almost sad when your eyelids began to flutter open, almost like with your awakeness his dream world would come crashing down.

“Oh my God, I feel like death.” You groaned, shielding your eyes from the sunlight streaming in through the small window.

Luke chuckled, “Well princess, maybe you shouldn’t have drank so much.”

Luke felt your whole body stiffen at the sound of his voice and immediately you sat up, eyes wide as you took in the blonde haired boy lying in your bed with you.

“Luke?! What are you doing here? Did we…oh shit what happened last night?”

Luke couldn’t stop the pang of disappointment in his chest at your words. Seems he had been right in assuming you wouldn’t remember a thing. “Long story short, you got piss faced, called me, and then proceeded to collapse in my arms.”

Your eyebrows knit into a line as your processed his words. “So we didn’t…you know?”

Luke let out a dry laugh. “Of course not Y/N. I would never take advantage of you like that.”

“So why’d you stay then?” You inquired, pursing your lips as if you expected the worst of him.

“Because you asked me to. Listen if you want me to go that’s fine, I’ll go. ” He spoke solemnly, getting up from the bed and pulling his shoes back on.

“No! Wait, I didn’t mean it like that! Or, er, what I really mean is, um…thank you.” You blurted, and he stopped moving.

“You’re welcome Y/N.” He sighed, before continuing to put his shoes back on. Without a word, he slipped out of your room leaving you dazed and confused. But you did know one thing. You weren’t letting him out of your life again.

“Luke wait!” You hopped out of bed, the long shirt you were wearing brushing over your bare thighs as you ran after him. You caught him right as he was opening the front door to your dorm room. “I don’t want this to be the end.”

“Do you? Because that’s not what you told me that night Y/N.”

“I know, I know, but can you honestly blame me? I was scared Luke. Scared that you would break my heart again and I guess in the process it was me that ended up ruining things. I know I must’ve said something about it last night because you wouldn’t have stayed if I hadn’t. Please Luke, I don’t want this to be the end.” You were practically begging, but if that’s what you had to do to make him stay then you certainly weren’t above it. You could feel tears pricking your eyes. You couldn’t remember being this emotional before he entered your life. Maybe he just brought it out in you.

“No, princess don’t cry.” Luke whispered, stepping towards you and taking your face in his hands. He hated to see you sad.

“We can make this work Luke, I know we can. Just tell me how you feel. I need…I need to hear you say it.”

“Do you remember what I said that night?” He spoke curtly.

“Which part?” You chuckled dryly.

“The part when I told you that I saw nothing but problems for us? The part when I said it would be chaotic and that I always detach myself from people?”

You swallowed a lump in your throat, unsure where he was going with this. “Y-Yeah, of course I do.”

“I told you I was in. I told you that no matter how many people are against us, I’m in. Do you remember that? Because it’s still true. And it will always be true. You’re all I want and I am not afraid to admit it. You make me want to be a better man and I just love you, you hear me? God, I am so in love with you it makes me crazy.”

His lips were on yours before you even had a chance to respond. You had missed the feeling of his lips, the way his hands cupped either side of your cheeks and pulled you in before one hand drifted down to the small of your back and pressed you into him. It felt so natural to be with him, like the weeks without him hadn’t ever existed. Your fingers threaded through his soft locks, playing with the small hairs at the base of his neck. Swiftly, his hands moved down to caress the back of your thighs, signaling you to jump. He lifted you up, carrying you over to the worn leather couch and placing you down gently as he climbed on top and settled his body on yours. He slowly worked his hands down your body, kneading your breasts through the thin fabric of your tee shirt. You let out a little moan, egging him on further as he reached down to pull your sleeping shorts down your legs, moving then to tug off his own shirt so that you could caress his torso. You giggled as he awkwardly fumbled with the belt around his waist, trying to get his pants around his ankles as fast as he could. You cupped his face in your hands, pulling him in for a small kiss. “We’re really doing this again?” Your voice was worried, but the twinkle in his eyes calmed you immediately.

“I guess we are.” His lips ghosted over your own and you could feel him smiling. He pulled back just a little, so he could look you in the eye. “I want to do this Y/N. But I want you to know that I want to, well, keep doing this. I mean, not like we had been doing, or er, yeah like what we’ve been doing but with some minor differences, or maybe major differences I’m not really sure how it all works…” He shook his head, letting out an awkward chuckle. “What I’m trying to say is that I want you to be my girlfriend.” He breathed, his nervousness causing him to stumble over his words.

You eyed him coyly, tracing your fingers down his biceps and giving them a little squeeze. “I think I like the sound of that…boyfriend.” You winked playfully and he smiled wide, attempting to lean back in for a kiss but you put a finger to his lips instead. “No, no, no, I think I want to do a little something for you today.” You spoke coquettishly as you sunk down on your knees in front of him.

“Baby you don’t have to do this if you don’t wan-” His voice hitched in his throat as you palmed him through his briefs, his bulge becoming more prominent with your every move. “Oh God.” His hands gripped the edges of the couch as he watched you strip off your shirt, leaving your chest bare for his eyes to roam, your nipples peaked and ready for him. You eased him out of his briefs, tugging at the hem until he relented. His cock sprung to attention, the tiny beads of precum inviting you in. His eyes were trained on you, desperate to capture your every move as you took his length in your hand, pumping it slowly before you lowered your mouth down and swirled your tongue along the slit. He groaned, his knuckles white from gripping the couch so hard.

“B-Baby, please do something I can’t handle the teasing.”He begged, his eyes now squeezed shut as you took more of him in your mouth. You went as deep as you could go, his tip hitting the back of your throat before you pulled off him, one hand still pumping his cock, which was now fully hard, and the other playing with his balls like you knew he loved.

“Does that feel good?” You asked innocently, your tone of voice turning him on even more, if that was even possible.

“So fucking good princess, f-fuck you look so sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock.” He whimpered as you put your mouth back on him, licking a long stripe up his shaft before swirling your tongue around the top, giving the head little kitten licks. Again, you took him fully in your mouth but this time his hands found your hair, threading his fingers through it and gripping your roots. He helped you find a steady rhythm, bobbing your head up and down as his hard cock slid in and out of your mouth. “There you go princess, that’s it. Suck my dick baby, suck it like a good little girl!” He moaned, throwing his head back as the pleasure became more and more intense. “I wanna…wanna fuck your mouth, is that okay baby? Can I fuck that pretty little mouth?” He rasped, staring down at you with his piercing blue eyes, his cock still completely buried inside your mouth. You nodded in approval and opened your mouth a little wider so that he could fit his entire length snugly inside. You could feel your eyes watering as he began to move, in and out of you, small bits of drool dribbling from the corner of your mouth as you choked on his cock. Your hands moved up to hold yourself steady on his thighs, your nails digging into his skin. You could feel the familiar heat of your arousal coursing between your legs and so you subtly moved one hand down and pushed your panties aside as you slowly began rubbing over your sensitive bud.

Luke groaned as he gripped your head, pistoning his hips just gently enough that he wouldn’t hurt you, but enough so that he could feel his orgasm building, your wet, warm mouth like heaven to him. Though as he looked down, he saw your fingers moving around between your legs as you pleasures yourself and it gave him an idea. He pulled out of your mouth, almost climaxing then and there from the sight of you on your knees staring up at him with a mix of your saliva and his arousal dribbling down you chin.

He leaned down so his face was level with yours, and brushed the hair out of your eyes. “It’s not fair for you to be doing all the work now is it baby? How about we compromise?” He grinned before pulling you to your feet and then sitting down on the couch. “Take your underwear off baby.” He commanded and so you slowly stripped yourself of your panties, making sure to go slow enough so that he could savor your hips moving back and forth as the lace material moved down your thighs. “That’s it baby, good girl. Now come over here and let me eat your pussy.” Happily, you obliged as you reverse straddled him so that you glistening heat was mere centimeters from his face. His cock, still slick with your saliva, stood at attention directly in front of you making your mouth water. You took it hungrily back inside your mouth just as you felt Luke’s tongue enter you from behind. You moaned around his cock, the feeling sending vibrations through his whole body. You could hear him slurping and sucking at your wetness and occasionally his lip ring would graze your clit, sending you into spasms of intense pleasure. You could feel your orgasm building as it threatened to take over your whole body. Luke had added his fingers to the mix, roughly pumping them in and out of you while his tongue devoured your clit. His hand came down on your ass, giving you a little spank of encouragement as you sucked on him. The feeling of his cock in your mouth and his lips at your core was almost too much and you could tell he felt the same. His dick began to twitch as he moaned and whimpered, rasping out your name.

“Baby I’m gonna come! Oh god, your mouth baby you’re so perfect, I missed your little mouth so much!” He whined as he pushed his fingers deep inside of you, the final thrust you needed to take you over the edge. You groaned around his cock as he spurt his load inside your mouth. You swallowed every bit of it, making sure he had done the same before you turned around and snuggled under his arm.

“You’re so amazing baby. I love you so much.” Luke sighed, pressing a kiss to your temple. “I’m never letting this go. Never letting you go again.” He said happily, pulling a blanket over the two of your naked bodies.

“I love you too Luke.” You exhaled in content. You had never felt happier than you did in that moment. The boy who was supposed to be only temporary ended up being the most permanent thing in your life. And nothing could be better than that.



  • looks like a total emo person who’d sport black all day all the way, but really, he’s just a wittle adorable baby with a colourful world of his own.
  • he just usually prefers to have one mundane expression on his face because he’s a sloth who doesn’t want to waste his energy straining his face muscles for one smile.
  • jeon wonwoo may look like a scary grim reaper on the outside, but really, he’s a very lovable person.
  • at least, to you, he is.
  • like he has this sense of humour that sometimes crack you up because most of the time, they aren’t funny enough.
  • and he’d be like, “no wonder i like you. you are such an angel for laughing at all my of my jokes no matter how bad they are.”
  • as you can see, he is a sweetheart. don’t break his beautiful heart. it’s very fragile.
  • being jeon wonwoo’s girlfriend should be a great blessing.
  • because despite struggling to express his feelings, wonwoo would show that he loves you dearly through little things.
  • like he’d make sure you eat healthily, and he’d send you his notes if you’re not present at school, or he would pop some sour candies in your mouth if you’re sleepy in class, and also leave little notes saying how cute you look in your new hairpin in your locker.
  • basically, he doesn’t like showing his love excessively but his effort is there, and that is enough for you.
  • however, a little demerit is that, jeon wonwoo is a human sloth.
  • expect to see him just lying around in bed and snoring away while you come to visit him at his apartment.
  • expect sleepy short text replies at night that consists of one word.
  • expect being a cushion for him because he IS going to drowsily lay his head on your lap and snore away, yet again.
  • like during lunch, he’d even be lazy to eat so you’re like, sighing and holds up a dumpling to his mouth.
  • “ahhh.”
  • sleepy “ahhh.” and finally chomping down.
  • and when some sauce stains his lips, you’d grab the napkin and starts dabbing his mouth clean and scolds, “you are such a child.”
  • and then the cycle repeats, and the boys at the table are just like:
  • ( ・__ ・)
  • (ノ_・。)
  • ( ̄□ ̄)
  • soonyoung: “cOUGHS LOUDLY. i don’t know how to say this but, i’ve watched enough mushy dramas last night with my mom so… cUT IT OUT PLS.”
  • dates with wonwoo would consist of you two bundled up in blankets, a huge bowl of popcorn at the table and melodramatic movies.
  • the moment the credits appear, you’d find yourself hot all over and trying to even your breath because jeon wonwoo is going to unconsciously fiddle with the hem of your shirt while he lie down on your lap.
  • he sleeptalks too (in the cutest way possible): “DDI-DEU-BEO-GEO SHA JUSHEYO.”
  • at school, whenever wonwoo is nowhere to be found, the guys would turn to you to ask where the guy has gone to and you’re like,,
  • “i know where he is.” and starts running up flights of stairs until you reach the rooftop.
  • once you push open the old creaky door, lo and behold, there’s your boyfriend.
  • he’d be lying on the concrete floor with his arms behind his head like it doesn’t seem to make him uncomfortable at all.
  • and when you approach him, a smile lights up your face when you see yet another new book covering his face.
  • you squat down and tilts your head to read the title of the book and chuckles when you realize that he’s re-reading “where the rainbows end” by cecelia ahern.
  • you always know this soft side of him like he’d read all those romantic novels that usually aim at female audience.
  • as you carefully try to remove the book by slipping it down his face, his hand suddenly shoots up and caught your wrist, making you gasp in surprise.
  • wide-eyed, you watch him as he used his free hand to remove the book himself and veers up his sleepy eyes to look at you.
  • “i knew it’d be you. i heard your footsteps.” he says.
  • and you’re like, “hOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW IT’S ME FROM MY FOOTSTEPS???”
  • that’s another good thing about wonwoo, he remembers every little things about you.
  • like how you have a little scar at the inside of your forearm, or the birthmark on your thigh, the mole he declares to be adorable on the crook of your neck, your laughter, etc.
  • he then pulls you down to lie beside him and you’re like uncomfortably wiggles about, “doesn’t the floor makes you uncomfortable?”
  • and instead of answering, he just grips you around the waist and rolls you on top of him until you are literally draping over him.
  • you look at him in surprise at his unexpected action, but when you try to scramble off, wonwoo already traps your hips in his secure hold.
  • “jeon wonwoo, what are you–”
  • and he slithers his hand up to the back of your head and gently pushes your face down until it presses against his chest.
  • and there, he lulls you down with his heartbeat which is surprisingly very rapid compared to how calm he looks.
  • “the air here is fresh, right? you should hang out more with me here. just us two.” he suggests with that grin on his face while gently squeezing your waist.
  • and you lift your head up to playfully narrow your eyes at him. “you’re just gonna sleep here, though.”
  • and wonwoo looks down at  you with this gentle look in his eyes and a sweet smile, “i have more things to do with you than sleeping.”
  • “like what?”
  • then he suddenly sits up, bringing you together with him until you are straddling his lap.
  • with you two now face-to-face, wonwoo gravitates closer and his hands cupping your face. he smirks, “like this.”
  • and then he kisses you. he may look like a rough person, but wonwoo is actually very gentle. like he prefers soft kisses that feel like feathers brushing over your lips, and slow ones so he could taste your lips more.
  • and when he pulls away to see you blushing hard, and you’re like burying your face in your hands and squeaks, “wARN ME NEXT TIME, PLS. I HAVE A WEAK HEART.”

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He’s your good friend and he tries to set you up with another member because they like you (SEVENTEEN)

Written slightly different!

Y/S/N: you ship name

S.Coups: -Vernon. Vernon liked you and you well blushed everytime you talked to him which was part of the reason he liked you. Seungcheol saw an opportunity to get you two together. So he took advantage of Vernon’s awkwardness to make you feel more comfortable as he helped Vernon ask you out on a date- 

S.Coups: “come on Y/N. Take this weird on a date and enjoy it?”

Vernon: “come on baby just one time”

Jeonghan: -Joshua. You didn’t know how to act around well many people in general. You luckily met Jeonghan who was slowly turning you into a social butterfly and trying to get you to talk to people more. Joshua found you mysterious and interesting. Wanting to know more about you to the point Jeonghan hinted at it-

Jeonghan: “I think that you and Joshua should hang out more Y/N. I bet you two have tons in common”

Joshua: “Don’t feel forced because of him, we can if you like but if you don’t that’s ok too”

Joshua: -DK. The best friend realizing something special between two of his friends. Fans realized it while you and DK would blush when people would say something about it. So Joshua decided to ditch you two and allow you guys to talk before stepping back in and checking on you guys- 

Joshua: “So Y/N after this mini date how about you and DK go out on a real one?”

DK: “I can really make it worth your while Y/N. Of course only if you say yes”

Jun: -Wonwoo. Wonwoo was so quite about his crush on you that you would practically have to watch his eyes around you. Wonwoo could barely say a few words to you without blushing like a madman. It was even worse when Jun dragged him over and tried hinting (dropping a-bombs) that you two should go out- 

Jun: “So Y/N I think you and Wonwoo would benefit from a date. Right Wonwoo? Don’t you want to take Y/N out for a real date?”

Wonwoo: “Wait what? N-no I don’t think so. What makes you think I like Y/N? Like uh really what makes you think something sooo out there?”

Hoshi: -Jeonghan. They both made it obvious to you but you were so oblivious. Jeonghan treated you like royalty while Hoshi kept saying he liked you but you just seemed to miss it. You were so confused at today’s attempt to get you to love Jeonghan-

Hoshi: “I mean look at him Y/N, you can’t tell me he’s not a handsome. You two would look wonderful together no?”

Jeonghan: “Y/N don’t feel forced to say yes. But say yes”

Wonwoo: -The8. The8 barely knew he liked you but at the same time he knew he did. Wonwoo and a few of the others picked up on the way he talked to you and gave you all his attention. It was to the point he had to point out that you two liked each other-

Wonwoo: “Do you two not notice how real Y/S/N is? You guys act like you’re dating so why not go out on a real date”

The8: “Since when have we acted like we’re dating? Since when was Y/S/N a thing?”

Woozi: -Dino. Dino was so shy about liking you it was to the point he tried to avoid you so he wouldn’t turn bright red infront of you. Woozi on the other hand tackled him to the ground so he would stay when you walked into the room and you asked Woozi was doing to the poor boy- 

Woozi: “Well I think you two have some serious things to talk about and I’m making sure he stays to the end”

Dino: “Hi Y/N, oh wow it’s getting warm in here”

DK: -Woozi. He picked on Woozi every chance he could about his crush on you. You were a ball of attention and constantly bugged Woozi while he was working and it seemed to be the only reason he would stop working. DK would let it go and one time teased you about what Woozi had told him- 

DK: “I mean it Y/N he told me all he wants to do is go right up to you when you aren’t looking and kiss you. Just like this”

Woozi: “What are you doing? Get away from me!”

Mingyu: -Seungkwan. Seungkwan had been attempting to flirt his way into your heart. Mingyu on the other hand was making it more direct to you than him about it. To the point he pulled you over to him and Seungkwan and dropped it to you- 

Mingyu: “You know Y/N Seungkwan here, he’s kinda in love with you. Give him a chance why don’t ya?”

Seungkwan: “What are you doing? I was going to do that myself”

The8: -Hoshi. Hoshi made you smile and he liked it. He never let you frown around him. The8 realized that you two would be really happy together and began working on it. So he told you when you two were hanging out and gave Hoshi the answer- 

The8: “She’s really honored and she’d love to go out with you this weekend”

Hoshi: “Oh my gosh, you’re not kidding right? If not gosh I am in heaven right now!”

Seungkwan: -S.Coups. The leader liked the shy friend of Seungkwan. But realized, Seungcheol was a horrible flirt and had to step in. He quickly told you what Seungcheol was trying to do-

Seungkwan: “it may be really hard to tell but Coups is trying to flirt with you. So I think it be safe to say he’d like to take you out for dinner some time”

S.Coups: “I don’t think I’m that bad. But yeah will you go on a date with me?”

Vernon: -Jun. You liked older boys and that was obvious with your past relationships. Jun however made sure to interfere with the last one because he was jealous of the boy. Vernon let that slip when you two ate at your house. So he decided to get you two together- 

Vernon: “I think even know he did something really dumb. He did something really sweet. Let him take you out for one date”

Jun: “I mean I did it out of love honey. Let me show you how much that love is” 

Dino: -Mingyu.  Dino was tired of Mingyu talking constantly talking about you. So he went to blurt it out to you but Jeonghan and Mingyu tried to stop him as much as he could but it really wasn’t working- 

Dino: “Y/N, Mingyu is seriously in love with you go-”

Mingyu: “That’s enough little buddy, time for bed. You’ve had a long day”

hollaatmetho13  asked:

Sara. Can I request some more Burrigan? Like them bowling or laser tag? With the entire ham squad?

Herc’s heart is pounding. 

He knows that he’ll have to move at some point, make a straight shot for the other wall to take cover. But he has to time it right, and take the risk of getting hit. But he knows he can’t stay where he is, because there are footsteps rapidly approaching.

Herc leaps from his hiding spot, running as fast as he can for the other wall, but before he can make it, there is a yell followed by a triumphant shout, and Herc’s vest suddenly lights up red, making him stop and swear loudly.

“Gotcha!” Laurens shouts as he pumps a fist in the air. He gives Herc a wicked grin and waves his laser tag gun teasingly. “Better keep an eye out, Mulligan. My team is kicking your ass, it’s-” Laurens breaks off as his own vest lights up, pouting when he sees Angelica running off behind him with a quick laugh.

Herc smirks and makes his way over to one of the charging areas, healing himself and recharging his gun. Afterwards, he makes his way quickly and quietly through the maze in the laser tag room, ducking behind the objects on the floor and dodging past Eliza and Theodosia, who are efficiently hitting other members of his team from their hiding spot.

He throws a fast shot in their direction, not paying attention if it hits either of them. There is a metal spiral staircase in front of him, and he quickly steps up it, hoping that wherever it leads will give him a good spot to hide and pick off members of the rival team. What he is not expecting, is to see Aaron Burr sitting on the floor, his back to the wall and his cell phone in his hand. He looks up when he hears Herc, giving him a small wave.

“What are you doing?” Herc asks, feeling his stomach fill with butterflies. God, he has it bad. The whole reason he had decided to come to laser tag was because he heard Aaron was going. Aaron never hung out with them, so Herc couldn’t let the opportunity pass. He had been hoping they’d be on the same team so they could work together, giving Herc an excuse to finally talk to the guy, but then Aaron had gotten the blue team, while Herc took red. 

“I would duck down if I were you.” Aaron says, ignoring Herc’s question. “It took me ages to find this spot, you’ll give it away if you don’t sit down.”

Herc blinks at Aaron, still trying to process the fact that the one staircase he goes up would lead him up to Aaron. But Aaron continues to stare up at him, and finally Herc clears his throat and sits down beside Aaron, peering over his shoulder to see his phone.

“Really?” Herc asks, laughing and shaking his head. “You’re really playing PokemonGo right now?”

“There was a meowth.” Aaron answers with a shrug, flicking a pokeball with his thumb.

“Of course there was. Bet you already have twenty of them though, with how much you like cats.”

“I do not have-” Aaron breaks off and looks over at Herc, a strange look on his face, but then his lips curve up into a smile. “How’d you know I like cats?”

Herc swears to himself, trying to search his mind for an answer. The real answer is that he had been trying to get Alexander to tell him more about Aaron, they had been roommates their freshman year after all, but all Alexander had said was that Aaron really liked cats. But he couldn’t just go and tell Aaron that he had been asking about it.

“Everyone knows about your cat obsession, man.” Herc finally says, hoping it sounds casual. He glances over at Aaron, who has another strange look on his face, one that Herc thinks almost looks…disappointed? But then he just shrugs again.

“Well that is true, I suppose.” He moves his eyes from Herc’s face to his chest, making Herc flush a little under his gaze. But then Aaron is looking down at his own chest. “I forgot we’re on different teams. This isn’t some plan to shoot me and win for your team, is it?”

“What? I-no, I wouldn’t do that, I just-”

“Hercules, relax.” Aaron says, actually laughing a little. Herc has never heard him laugh. He has a cute laugh. “I’m kidding. But really, if you promise not to shoot me you can stay. Plus there is a really great spot to surprise attack people.” He jerks his head to the side, motioning at the hole in the wall that gives a pretty good view of the floor below them. “I’ve gotten Hamilton about five times already.”

“Bet that’s pissed him off.” Herc chuckles, his stomach fluttering even more when Aaron turns to him with a wide smile. “I…uhm, why did you decide to come today? I mean-I..” He splutters when Aaron raises his eyebrows. “I didn’t mean that in a bad way, I just…you never hang out with all of us much, and this doesn’t really seem like your thing!”

“It’s not, I guess.” Aaron shrugs again, looking away and picking at the seam of his pants. “Thomas dragged me along. He told me he wouldn’t just run off and leave me floundering, but I haven’t seen him since we got here.”

“Pretty sure I saw him and Madison making out in a corner.”

“Sounds like him.” Aaron snorts, flicking his eyes back up to Herc’s and then away again, as if embarrassed. “And it’s not like I don’t want to hang out with all of you, I just…have a hard time in large groups.”

“That’s cool.” Herc says, nudging Aaron’s shoulder with his own. “We’re not exactly a calm group of people either. I honestly don’t even know how we manage not to kill each other. We’re annoying as fuck.”

“Not all of you.” Aaron says, his eyes moving back to Herc’s face but then he inhales sharply, like he hadn’t meant to say the words. He looks down at his hands, which gives Herc the chance to smile to himself, his whole body feeling like it’s lighting up. 

“You should hang out with us more.” Herc murmurs after a moment, suddenly feeling bold. “I swear we aren’t as bad after the first few times. Plus I promise to keep Alexander away from you.”

“Well, that might just convince me.”

They both laugh at that, and Herc can’t help but continue to smile widely when Aaron looks back up at him. They’re sitting so close. Herc has the sudden urge to reach out and touch Aaron, to lean in and press their lips together like he’s been wanting to do for ages. He thinks he sees Aaron’s eyes flick down to his lips, and Herc leans forward slightly, feeling his heart start to pound. But then there is a loud shout from below them, and both him and Aaron jump apart.

Herc stands up quickly, his head spinning a little at what had almost happened. But now all of his boldness has turned to nerves, and he brushes his hands on his pants to mask how much their shaking.

“We should probably go back down.” He says, not looking at Aaron. “The game is gonna be over soon.”

“Yeah.” Aaron stands up slowly, sliding his phone back into his pocket. But then he’s stepping over to Herc, tilting his head back slightly so he’s looking right up at him. “Hey, Hercules?”

“Hm?” Is all Herc can get out, because Aaron is stepping closer and closer, closing the distance between them, and Herc is having trouble forming thoughts in his brain. 

“I…” Aaron stops, his lips so close to Herc’s, and then he is standing on his tiptoes, one hand sliding behind Herc’s head to rest against the back of his neck and their lips are touching before Herc can even understand what is happening. 

He’s frozen for a moment, Aaron’s lips so gentle against his, barely even touching, but Herc already feels his skin growing warm. He brings a hand up to touch the small of Aaron’s back, angling his head to deepen the kiss and doing his best not to pass out when Aaron sighs against his mouth.

Aaron’s lips are soft, and he parts them eagerly when Herc swipes his tongue over the lower one before taking it between his teeth and nipping at it. Aaron makes an appreciative hum before reciprocating, sliding his tongue against Herc’s in a way that makes his toes curl. There is so much heat behind the kiss, and Herc feels like he’s in a dream. Aaron is touching him, kissing him, sliding a hand over his chest and-

A loud sound makes Herc jump away, and when he looks down, he sees that his vest is lighting up again, and that Aaron is pointing his gun at him.

“You…” Herc stares down at his chest, then back up at Aaron, who is smiling at him bashfully but with a hint of mischief. “You little shit!” He starts laughing, running a hand over his face and shaking his head. “I can’t believe you! Seducing me and then shooting me. Man, you motherfucker.”

“It was just so easy.” Aaron says, chuckling and running a hand over the back of his neck as he steps away. “I mean, it wasn’t my plan, but then, well…I did what I had to do. To be fair, you were doing most of the seducing.”

“Little shit.” Herc repeats fondly, his lips still tingling from the kiss. A voice booms throughout the room before he can say anything else, declaring that the blue team had won the game.


They’re all changing out of their vests when Aaron comes back over to him, looking a little more nervous than he had when he had heartlessly shot Herc. But Herc gives him a smile anyway.

“Hey.” Aaron says once he reaches him. “Listen, I hope you aren’t mad at me, I didn’t-”

“All’s fair in love and war, right?” Herc interrupts. He puts a hand on Aaron’s shoulder, noting the way it makes Aaron duck his head. “I’m not mad at all, just wish I would have thought of it first.” He pauses for a moment, but then steps a little closer, remembering what Aaron had said about him being the one doing the seducing. “Although if you want to make it up to me, I wouldn’t exactly say no.”

“Yeah?” Aaron smirks and gives him a flirty look that almost makes Herc’s knees buckle. “And how can I make it up to you?”

“Dinner? This Friday night?”

“Hm.” Aaron looks him up and down, reaching out a hand and sliding it down Herc’s chest, all while smiling. “And a movie? I did shoot you, after all.”

“Good point.” Herc breathes out, leaning forward a little. “That was pretty shitty of you.” He bends down further, exhaling slowly through his nose as their lips meet again. 

It’s a shorter kiss than their first one, but it makes Herc dizzy all the same, and he wants more. He slides his hand from Aaron’s shoulder to his cheek, cupping his face as the kiss continues. But then Aaron pulls away, his breathing a little erratic, and he looks up at Herc with dark eyes and a slowly growing smile.

“See you Friday night.”

Jealousy (Jimin Smut)

“Wow, well Y/N, this was certainly interesting!” Jaebum exclaims, giving you one more hug before smiling at you. “We should hang out more.” He adds, staring at you. He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear, “Someone looks a little jealous…” He trails off, his eyes signifying there was someone behind you, Jimin. You cursed and gave JB another hug before running to your boyfriend.

“What was that?” Jimin asked, glaring at you. 

“Nothi-” You tried, however Jaebum beat you to it; “See you later, Y/N!” He said, knowing it’d rile Jimin up. He winked at you and walked away.

“Nothing, huh?” Jimin spat. “Don’t try to bullshit me, I saw you two on the show.” He adds menacingly. 

You rolled you eyes, “If you don’t want to see me right now, I’ll stay at F/N’s house.” You said slowly, making sure every word was understood. However Jimin simply leaned towards you, placing a kiss under your ear before saying the next few words lowly, making you shiver.

 “You’ve got it wrong, sweetheart, I want to see all of you.”

You didn’t want to react but you did, you felt a heat in your core and your thighs squeezed in attempt to relieve some pressure. That failed miserably.

“We should get home, it’s getting late.” He said, acting as though nothing had happened, leaving you confused.


The car ride was quiet, neither of you speaking. Though his hand was in it’s usual place, your thigh, you couldn’t help think you upset him. The longer you were both in the car, the bolder Jimin got. His hand crept higher on your thigh inching towards your core. You held your breathe in anticipation, waiting for it to get closer. By now, the heat in your core had become irritating and made you needy, almost bucking against Jimin’s hand. You made no move to stop him, instead encouraging him with little whimpers that made him smirk.

He suddenly tugged his hand away, stopping his earlier actions. You panted, sweeping your hair away from you face and fixing your skirt. You realized you finally reached home and Jimin was parking. He got out of the car, slamming the door, and continuing onto your side to open your door for you. 

You stepped out, taking his hand that he offered you. He wrapped his arm around your waist, guiding you inside your house. Once you were inside, Jimin slammed the door shut and pressed you against it. 

“Well, you’ve been a bad girl haven’t you?” He asked. You gulped, feeling the neediness start to overtake your body. You looked at his lips, licking your own. 

“Go to the bedroom and wait for me there.” He said lowly, “Naked.” He added before stalking off. You rushed into the the room, stripping quickly. You left your underwear and bra on, mentally patting yourself on the back for wearing sexy lingerie. 

You sat on the bed awkwardly, not knowing what to do. The small movement caused you to feel the throbbing between your thighs. You lay down, letting your hand creep to your core. A small whimper escaped you, making you sigh in pleasure. 

“Couldn’t wait for me huh?” Jimin called from the door. You gasped retrieving your hand and beginning to apologize. Jimin simply walked over to you and joining you on the bed. He nudged your knees apart, massaging you thighs. 

“Can Jaebum make you feel like this?” He asked, sliding off your panties. He dipped down and gave you a lick. Your moan only spurred him on. 

“Y-yes!” You exclaimed. You hadn’t realized it seemed like you answered his question, you were just lost in pleasure. His eyes gleamed and he flipped you over, spanking you. You yelped in both pain and pleasure. The impact had gone straight to your core making you shudder. Jimin sat up, patting his thigh, gesturing for you to sit. You obeyed, not wishing to displease him. 

As soon as you settled, he began bouncing his leg, the rough material of his jeans causing a delicious friction to occur in your core. You ground against him making him groan. His own hardness was hard to conceal as it was bulging. 

“Oh Jimin!” You cried out feeling- no, knowing you were going to cum soon.

“That’s it, baby girl, cum for me.” He cooed, coaxing your orgasm out of you. 

You let out a breathless moan as you climaxed, collapsing against Jimin. His hands crept to your back, yanking your bra off. He fondled your breasts, placing his lips on you nipples, nibbling and sucking. Your own hands tangled into Jimin’s hair. 

He unattached himself from you, placing you on the bed gently, doggy style. He unbuckled his belt, and unbuttoned his jeans. He yanked both his underwear and jeans down to his knees as he was impatient. Jimin teased you with his tip, earning a choked moan from you. 

“P-please.” You begged.

“You’re so wet for me baby.” He chuckled. You were getting impatient, luckily, he seemed to sense this, because he thrust right into you. Yet another yelp was let out. 

His thrusts were short and quick, clearly seeking his own relief. Your hands reached out in front of you looking for something to grab onto for stability. Jimin’s hands held your hips, thrusting faster reaching your sweet spot. You cried out and had no time to warn Jimin about your oncoming orgasm because it wrecked you before you had time.

If he wasn’t determined before, he was now. He gave you multiple thrusts before coming himself with a high pitched moan. When he slid out of you, you were still sensitive so you couldn’t help groaning.

“I should make you jealous more often…” you quipped.

“Believe me, you wouldn’t want me to.” He states, smirking at your wrecked state. 

~ Admin Moon (So sorry it took so long! I was busy but anyway I hope you like it!)

Everything Will Be Fine (Craig x Male!Reader)

Everything Will Be Fine

Craig x Male!Reader

  You laughed as Clyde told the story of how he got rejected. You loved sitting with the guys at lunch. Clyde was always having a misadventure of some kind or the other, Tweek would spaz at nearly everything, Craig was always getting detention, and Token tried in vain to keep everyone in line. Yes, these guys weren’t perfect, but they were your friends. Ever since you moved to the little mountain town in freshman year, you immediately clicked with them. The five of you stuck close through thick and thin through high school’s crazy moments. Now in junior year, you were all even closer. You five told each other practically everything and looked out for each other. However, there was one thing you haven’t told them. It was a secret you hadn’t told anyone. You had a crush… on Craig.
        You snuck a glance at the chullo wearing boy. He had his usual stoic expression, though rolled his eyes at Clyde. He had the whole ‘bad boy’ thing going for him. Everyone knew not to mess with Craig, he’d kick your ass in a heartbeat. But since you hung out with him, you knew he was more than that. He was actually really cool and definitely had a soft side. He just hid it really well. Craig was guarded and not really one to show much emotion, even when the five of you hung out. It’s just the way he was and why he hung out with the group. You guys accepted that’s just the way he was, and though he’d never say it, Craig really appreciated it.
        At first the strong feelings you had for him were strong admiration. He always stood up for himself and didn’t give a shit about what others thought of him. He didn’t let things get to him. You wished to be like him, but you were quiet, shy. You were a pacifist, and had trouble standing up for yourself. Maybe it’s because you just want things to go alright and therefore avoided conflict whenever you can. However, this means you kind of get pushed around a lot. Perhaps that’s why the guys took you under their wing.
As time went on, though, those feelings of admiration began to turn into attraction. It started out small, growing slowly but surely. Before you knew it, you were full blown head over heels for him. The thing was, you knew how cruel your peers could be. You could already her the insults. Fag. Gaywad. Fairy. Besides, you didn’t know if Craig even liked you. Hell, you didn’t even know if he swung that way! Your fears made you even shyer and as a consequence, you didn’t really talk to Craig that much. Hell, every time you looked at him you had to fight down a blush. Yes, you knew it was pathetic, but you couldn’t help it! He was just so… fucking amazing.
        Craig’s gaze caught yours. He arched an eyebrow and you quickly looked away, feeling your cheeks start to burn. Fuck, he caught you looking at him. Now what’s he going to think. Thankfully for you, the bell signaling the end of lunch rang. You quickly got up and left the cafeteria before he could say anything. Craig turned to Token, who just shrugged.
        The rest of the day went by and the final bell rang. Craig was talking with Token, who was putting his things in his bag. “I don’t get it. He’s been acting really weird lately, almost avoiding me! What did I do?” Token shook his head and closed his locker.
        “I don’t know, man. It’s pretty weird. Did you say something to him or something?” Craig shook his head.
        “I haven’t talked to him in weeks!” Token shrugged.
        “I don’t get it either. I’ll talk to him.”
        “Let me know what he says,” Craig said. Token nodded.
        “I will.”
        It was a short walk to your place, only seven blocks, and he was soon at your door. He knocked and, after a few moments, you opened the door and smiled. “Oh, hey, Token. What’s up?”
        “Can I talk to you?” You blinked.
        “Uh, sure?” You stepped aside and let him in. “What about?” Token sat down on the couch and you sat next to him.
        “Craig.” You paled instantly.
        “W-what about Craig?” you asked, failing epically at playing cool. Token rolled his eyes.
        “Give it up, Y/n. You’ve been avoiding Craig for the past few weeks. He’s starting to think you hate him.” Your eyes widened.
        “I don’t hate him!” he exclaimed.
        “Then why are you avoiding him?!” You looked down and Token grew concerned. “Dude, Y/n, what’s going on? I know you really look up to Craig, which is why I don’t get why you suddenly won’t talk to him.”
        “It’s… complicated,” you mumbled.
        “What’s complicated? Did Craig do something?” You shook your head. “Did someone say something?” Again, you shook your head. “Then what is it?”
        “…It’s me,” you whispered. Token furrowed his eyes in confusion.
        “What about you?” You bit your lip.
        “Token, can you keep a secret?”
        “Sure, dude.” You looked up at him.
        “No, I’m serious. You can’t tell anyone! Especially not the guys! Especially not… Craig.” Token nodded slowly.
        “I won’t tell anyone.”
        “Yeah, I promise.” You looked down again, gathering up your courage. You took a deep breath and looked up at your friend.
        “Token, I’m gay.” Token’s eyes widened in surprise.
        “Oh, um, okay.”
        “Yeah, dude. It’s fine that you’re gay. I don’t care. You’re still the same Y/n.” You shook your head.
        “You don’t get it.”
        “Get what? The other guys won’t care either.” You wanted to facepalm so hard. Token was supposed to be the smart one in the group!
        “God damn it, Token! I have a crush on Craig!” The boy froze.
        “Yeah, oh! You see my problem now?”
        “That’s why you’ve been avoiding him.” You nodded. “Well, you shouldn’t. If anything, that means you should hang out with him more.”
        “The fuck? No!”
        “Have you seen me around him lately? I get all awkward!”
        “You’re not awkward.”
        “Token, I can’t even look at him without blushing.”
        “Well, you need to talk to him. He thinks you hate him.”
        “What am I supposed to say? Hey, Craig! Sorry I’ve been awkward. I just have a huge gay crush on you.” Token rolled his eyes.
        “Now, you’re overreacting.”
        “I’m not overreacting!” you yelled. Token raised an eyebrow and you slouched in defeat. “It’s just weird, Token. I mean, he probably doesn’t even swing this way.”
        “How long have you liked him?”
        “Since the middle of sophomore year.”
        “Well… just calm down. Take it one day at a time. I got your back, alright?”
        “You’re not going to tell him right?” Token shook his head.
        “Not if you don’t want me to.” You smiled.
        “Thanks, Token.” He smiled.
        “No problem, man.”
        The next morning, Craig found Token by his locker. “So?”
        “So what?” Token asked, getting his biology text book.
        “Did you talk to Y/n?”
        “Did you find out why he’s been avoiding me?”
        “Yep,” Token said, shutting his locker and walking to class. Craig, confused, quickly followed.
        “Okay… So are you going to tell me?”
        “Why the fuck not?!”
        “I can’t.”
        “What do you mean you can’t?!” Token sighed and stopped at the door to the biology classroom. He turned and faced his friend.
        “Because I promised I wouldn’t.”
        “Promise who? Y/n?” Token nodded.
        “Why wouldn’t he want you to tell me?”
        “You need to ask him yourself.” He turned to go, but Craig put a surprisingly gentle hand on his shoulder. Token turned back to find Craig looking… scared?
        “Just tell me… Does Y/n hate me?” he asked in an uncharacteristically quiet voice. Token gave him a kind smile.
        “No, he doesn’t, far from it.” And with that, he walked into the classroom, leaving a confused Craig alone with his thoughts.
        For the entire day, you were nervous. Sure, Token promised not to tell anyone, but what if something accidentally slipped? No, you trusted Token. What if the guys guessed? No, Clyde’s too self-absorbed and Tweek spazzes so much he misses half of what goes on around him. The person you were worried about was Craig. While he was quiet, the boy was observant. He was really good at figuring people out, especially people he knows. Needless to say, you were stressing most of the day. You even went so far as to skip lunch and hang out in the library. You didn’t have any classes with Craig, but that didn’t stop the raven haired teen from seeking you out after school.
        Gym was your last class of the day. You felt awkward undressing in front of people, so you usually waited for everyone to leave before changing yourself. You were sore from weight lifting the day before, so it took you a little longer than usual to get changed. By the time you had changed and got your things together, it was ten minutes after the final bell had rung. The hallways were pretty empty as you walked out of the locker room. Adjusting the bag strap on your shoulder, you walked down the hall. Just as you rounded the corner, however, you froze as you came face to face with Craig Tucker. He was leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, a blank look on his face. “Took you longer than usual,” he stated in his usual monotone. You blinked, nervously gripping the bag strap.
        “Uh, y-yeah… Sore from yesterday, you know?” You mentally cringed at your wavering voice. Craig nodded. The two of you were silent before Craig pushed himself off the wall and stood only a foot away from you. Being a good head taller than you, and just being Craig in general, he looked pretty fucking intimidating. Your hand gripped the strap so hard your knuckles were turning white.
        “Why have you been avoiding me?” he asked. 
        “I haven’t.” Fuck, your voice cracked. Craig raised an eyebrow slightly and you averted your eyes. Craig muttered something under his breath before gently pushing you against the wall, caging you with an arm on either side. You felt you face heat as you stared up at him with wide eyes. “Craig?” you asked, your voice pitching. He silenced you by pressing his lips to yours in a surprisingly sweet kiss. You let out a weak eep in surprise and he chuckled. He pulled away and smiled at you softly. If you weren’t blushing before, you certainly were now. Your mouth moved, but no sound came out. Craig chuckled and leaned his forehead against yours.
        “You should have said something, you dork,” he said.
        “H-how did you…?" 
        "I’m good at reading people. I didn’t know for sure, but when you skipped lunch, I was convinced. Plus, after I mentioned it to Token, he nodded.”
        “He said he would say anything,” you mumbled. Craig smirked. 
        “He didn’t say anything. He only nodded.” You scowled and Craig laughed. “So…uh, are we…like…” Craig smiled.
        “Y/n, will you go out with me?” You smiled.
        “Yes.” Craig’s smile grew and he leaned down to kiss you again.
        The next day, you nervously stood outside the school doors. “Maybe this isn’t a good idea.” Craig looked at you.
        “It’ll be fine, Y/n.” You shook your head.
        “No one really needs to know. I mean, it is a rather… personal thing, relationships. No one likes the couple flaunting or making out in the hallway. Maybe we should just keep it to ourselves…” Craig sighed and put his hands on your shoulders, turning you so you faced him. 
        “Look, there is nothing you need to be ashamed of. Being gay isn’t a bad thing. A lot of people are and we just happen to be two of them. And there is nothing to be scared of. I won’t let anyone hurt you, okay?” He moved a hand to hang by yours. “Do you trust me?” You smiled and took his hand, interlocking your fingers.
        “Yes.” He smiled and nodded. The two of you walked into the building hand-in-hand. As you walked, you felt peoples’ stares burning into you, but you kept looking straight ahead. 'It’s not that bad,‘ you thought, 'Just ignore everyone, Y/n, just ignore them.’
        “Holy fuck! Look at the gaywads!” You visibly cringed as Cartman’s voice echoed in the hallway. Craig shot the overweight teen a piercing death glare.
        "Listen here, you annoying, tub of lard! If I hear you talking shit about my boyfriend, I will rip your balls off and shove them so far up your ass you’ll taste them!“ Cartman stared at him in surprise and fear. Craig gave your hand a gentle squeeze and you smiled, squeezing his back. Yeah, people will talk, but who gives a shit? After all, you have the best fucking boyfriend in the world who threatens those who talk shit. Everything will be just fine.

Wendy or Kyle, huh? Nope! Some much needed SP M/M RI love because there aren’t a lot of  them, something that definitely needs to be changed. I will write a F/F one soon (either Wendy or Bebe). This one’s for all the shy boys out there.  

In the Heights Starters: Act 1

These are starter sentences from Act 1 of Lin-Manuel Miranda’s “In the Heights.”

  • reports of my fame are greatly exaggerated. 
  • oh my god, it’s gotten too darn hot. 
  • you still ain’t got no skills! 
  • you owe me a bottle of cold champagne. 
  • hey guys, it’s me: the biggest disappointment you know. “
  • be brave and you’re gonna be fine. 
  • what do i say to these faces that i used to know? “
  • maybe i should have just stayed home. “
  • gee, [name], what’ll you be? 
  • i know that i’m letting you down. 
  • just breathe. 
  • [name], you’re home today? 
  • wait here with me. 
  • it won’t be long now. 
  • it’s a compliment, so they say. 
  • the boys around the way holler at me everyday. 
  • if it isn’t the loveliest girl in the place. 
  • you’ve got some shmutz on your face. 
  • don’t touch me, i’m too hot! 
  • this isn’t happening. 
  • i’m gonna change the world someday! 
  • i am useless. “
  • i will do what it takes. 
  • tell me something i don’t know! 
  •  please tell me you’re joking! 
  • just wanted to see what you’d say. 
  • and what do you hear? 
  • i don’t wanna know where you heard of that. “
  • i hear he’s got quite a big….taxi! 
  • you were always the best, no doubt. “
  • what the hell happened? “
  • maybe if you’re lucky you’ll stay friends with me. 
  • my money’s making money. “
  • i’m sorry, is that an answer? 
  • i never win shit! 
  •  what would you do with 96 Gs? 
  • the only room with a view is a room with you in it! “
  • you are so cute! 
  • i was just thinking off the top of my head. “
  • we can tell everyone we know! “
  • we can’t see beyond our streetlights. 
  • you better clean this mess! 
  • you better not be late! 
  • and here i stay. 
  • as i say these words, my heart’s about to break. “
  • what do you do when your dreams come true? 
  • what can i do but pray? 
  • i used to think we lived at the top of the world. 
  • can you remind me of what it was like? 
  • yo, they’re coming to get me! 
  • everything is easier when you’re home. 
  • the street’s a little kinder when you’re home. 
  • the day seems clearer now that you are near. 
  • welcome back to town. 
  • you walked on by. “
  • the summer nights are cooler when you’re home. 
  • where am i supposed to be? 
  • can i say…i couldn’t get my mind off you all day? “
  • you’re gonna change the world! 
  • this was your home! 
  • i’m home when you’re here with me. “
  • it’s hotter then the islands are tonight. “
  • keep scraping by! 
  • so you’ve been here before? “
  • did i mention that you look great tonight? 
  • maybe you and me should hang out some more. 
  • let’s go get a drink. 
  • you’re killing the mood. 
  • that’s messed up, she/he’s trying to make you jealous! 
  • i can take all these fellas, whatever! 
  • [name], can we take a walk outside? 
  • i’m so sorry, i didn’t know. “
  • i’m gonna make it right! “
  • you’ve had enough. 
  • why don’t you run home to daddy? 
  • i’ll never be good enough for your family. 
  • you don’t know me! 
  • i thought you were different. “
  • how are you so pretty? “
  • i could drive you wild all night! 
  • say something so i don’t stress. 
  • [name], where’d you go? i can’t find you! 
  • [name] help me! 
  • we are powerless! 
  • you left me alone! 
  • we gotta keep moving! “
  • look at the fireworks! 
  • the stars are out tonight. 
  • you’re not alone tonight. “
  • please promise you’ll guard this with your life. “
  • i don’t need anything tonight! 
  • i can find my way home without you! “
  • i’ll get you out of here tonight. “
Little Thoughts (Bias x Reader) Pt.3

“I didn’t wan to bother you, but my usual spot is taken,” he explains, “The library is overly crowded today,” 

“It’s fine,” you tell him, trying to focus on the words before you. But the thought of studying is gone with him so close. Minutes go by as you both study and you’re sure you’re the only one in the library not getting any work done. 

You glance up every now and then without moving any other part of your body. He appears to be getting his studying done, so you try to do the same. Time goes by until the library is practically empty on your side. But he still doesn’t leave to where the empty tables are. 

He looks up suddenly as you study, “I’m hungry, you?” 

You are, but you don’t want to bother him, “No, it’s okay,” 

“We’ve been sitting here for hours, I’m pretty sure you’re hungry. I’m getting pastry with coffee, cheapest thing around here,” 

“Same, I guess.” 

“I think I recall you not liking coffee very much,” you can’t believe he remembered that. 

You nod, “I don’t. Anything else will do,” you reach into your bag for your wallet but he tells you not to. 

“I’ll be back, watch my stuff!” he calls to you as he jogs out the building. 

Your feel too excited. First he sits with you voluntarily, then he leaves to feed you. You cover your face, unable to believe it. But then you realize he’s doing this because he’s nice like that. Don’t overthink it. 

You get some reading done in his absence, but he’s back before anything can register. He’s holding both cups in his hand with the bags of food between his teeth. 

“If you needed help you should’ve called me,” you smile as you take the food from him. 

“I would’ve if I had your number,” 

“Makes sense,” you could’ve easily given it to him, but you didn’t want to seem desperate and he didn’t press you for it so you assume he didn’t want it as bad. 

“I got you hot chocolate. Not sure if you wanted tea or how much sugar you wanted in it.” 

“Thank you,” you hold the cup against your lips, sipping carefully. But it’s still too hot and now your tongue is burning. 

“Yeah, it’s hot,” he laughs. 

You set the cup aside, “I’ll wait,” 

He starts to eat and now it’s quiet because you’re nervous to eat around him. Especially a pastry that’s flaky and messy. But you’re hungry so you eat as careful as possible. 

He chuckles to himself as he hands you a napkin, “You’re laughing at me but it’s all over your shirt too,” 

“But it’s not on my face,” he says.

“Yes, it is,” you slide a napkin towards him as you both clean yourselves. 

“Since these are too hot, let’s play a game,” 

You sit back, “What kind of game?” 

“A race,” 

You gesture to your surroundings, “Where?” 

“Here. Everyone’s gone and the librarian’s on break. We have about fifteen minutes,”

“But what if we knock down a shelf?” 

“Then we run away, fast,” he laughs. You knew him as the nice guy, not as the carefree type. 

“Come on,” he stands up, “I need to move or I’ll lose my mind sitting in here. And you need to wake up, you look sleepy. I’ll go to the other side and we’ll run through the aisles. Whoever gets to the other side first wins,”

You’re interested now. He counts to three and you both take off. You run through the aisles, careful not to hit the shelves. Are you really running in a library? He flies past you but you’re two shelves to the finish line. You reach there before him. 

“One more time!” he yells, refusing to be defeated. You race again and this time he wins. 

“Again,” you tell him. You’re both out of breath as you run around another shelf. This time you run right into him.

You fall back and he quickly recovers, “Are you okay?” 

You’re holding your head while he looks nervous, “How bad does it hurt?” he helps you to your feet but then you run off, finishing the race. You beat him, walking towards him.

“You cheated,” he says, hands on his hips.

“No, you stopped for me. Game wasn’t over.”

“I thought you were hurt. But I should’ve seen it coming. You’re very competitive. As I witnessed in soccer today,”


“You also deserved that point,” you don’t reply to that, “What are you studying?” 


“Need any help?” 

“Yeah, these formulas are giving me problems,” 

He pulls his chair closely beside yours, looking over your work, “Ah, these gave me problems too,” he appears to be thinking hard as he reads the book. Your body is less tense than before your game, but with him this close you can barely breathe. 

You can’t help but notice how good he smells and how shiny his hair is. Or the way he mixes his coffee every time he thinks it’s settled and how nice his watch looks on his wrist. He’s explaining everything to you but you can only watch him as he talks. 

He glances at you, “Do you get it now?” 


“You sure?” 


He sighs, “I’m really bad at explaining things,” 

“Go over it one more time then,” 

He does and this time you listen, actually understanding it, “I think I got it now.”

“Awesome,” you notice the sun setting through the window. B/N checks the time. 

“I have to get going. Didn’t realize how late it was,” you nod, deciding to head home yourself instead of leaving alone.

Before you walk your separate ways, he stops you, “We should hang out some more.”

You nod, “I’m usually in the photography room, if you want to stop by,” 

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he smiles, walking you to the bus stop.

“Um, what’s your number? Just so I can check if you get home safely.” 

You bite your lip to keep from grinning like an idiot as you save your number in his phone. He gives you his number as well. 

“Study hard,” he tells you. 

“Tell me when you get home,” 

He stands there until you’re driven away and within twenty minutes you’re home.

I made it,” 

In ten minutes he replies with, “As did I. I’d talk more, but I’m really tired.”

“That’s fine. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Unless he gives you a generic greeting like before, “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight Y/N :)” 

Get yourself a man that makes sure you get places safely.