Pair: Dean x Reader (kind of) Warning: none Summary: Dean and the reader have an established relationship… as cuddle buddies.
A small whimper escaped your lips as you stretched your muscles out, waking up. The room was pitch black and cold; the only warmth you got was from the strong body next to you, holding you dangerously close.
Not ready to wake up yet, you turned over in Deans arms and nuzzled closer to him, resting your face in the crook of his neck; smiling when his arms wound tighter around your body. “Y/N” Dean whispered, lazily dragging his fingers over your skin, causing it to erupt in goosebumps. “Not ready yet” you croaked, your voice a little more hoarse than usual. “Okay” he whispered, back closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of your body pressed against his.
You and Dean had been sleeping together for almost two months now. But that was it. You didn’t have sex or kiss or really do anything else, you just slept together. It all started one night, you two had fallen asleep together on the couch, watching some movie, and when you woke up you played it off as nothing until he told you it was the best sleep he had ever had in his life.
“C’mon, Y/n” Dean begged, grabbing your hand and pulling you back to the couch. “Tell me that wasn’t the best sleep you’ve ever had” he pressed. “I’ve had… better” you mumbled, leaning back into the couch. “Y/nnnnnnnn” he taunted, knowing that you were lying through your teeth. “Fine! It was the best nap I have ever had, so what?! It’s weird, Dean. We aren’t sleeping together anymore.” But Dean being Dean means he usually gets what he wants, and that started your addiction for sleeping together.
“I can’t go on this hunt!” you sighed, plopping down in one of the chairs in front of Sam and Dean. “Why?!” Dean asked, looking baffled. “I think I have a-” you sneezed into the tissue in your hand. “a cold” you finished, sighing. You had a small fever and had been sneezing since you woke up. “Shit” Dean sighed, “alright, well, we’ll keep you updated. We should be home in a few days, it looks like a simple vamp nest.” Grabbing his bag, Dean pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Bye kid” Sam smiled, giving you a pat on the back as they walked out the door.
The first night was the worst night. You had grown so used to Dean’s warmth, no matter how many blankets you had nothing was ever enough. It had taken a strong dose of NyQuil and some Tylenol PM to put you to sleep; even then, it was a pretty rough sleep. You woke up early, before the sun had even come up and texted Dean I didn’t sleep for shit last night, come home. To which he responded: Me either. We’re working on it, sweetheart. Should be home in the next few days. Just hold out for me.
You had spent the most of that day soaking in a bath and eating tomato soup. You made sure that you staying in your actual room, not wanting to take the risk and exposing Dean’s room with your germs.
The next day, you were really spent. You had no energy to do anything, so you just took your medicine and watched movies in and out of consciousness. Sam and Dean had both left you a few voicemails, telling you how the case was going and just keeping you updated which you greatly appreciated.
By the fifth day, you felt better, having read that if you cut up white onions and place it around the home, especially in the room of the sick person they somehow absorb the bacteria and viruses and rid you of your cold.
Even though you had been feeling better, you still were exhausted. You had no idea how awful sleeping was without Dean there to keep you warm and safe. Sitting in the library, you were reading a few lore books you had found in the basement of the bunker when they brothers walked in. “Y/N” Deans voice called out for you as he dropped his duffel bag on the floor. “Yeah?” you asked, stepping out of the library and looking at him. “My room. Now, we’re taking a nap” his tone was so assertive and demanding, it turned you on a little bit. “What was that about?” you asked Sam as Dean had disappeared down the hallway. “He hasn’t slept since we left,” Sam chuckled, winking at you. Rolling your eyes, you followed Dean down the hall and into his room.
It was dark, just how the both of you needed it to be. Slipping your jeans and bra off, you climbed into bed with dean and softly moaned at the feeling of his arms around your waist. “Fuck, I missed you” you whispered, cuddling your head into his chest. “I missed you too, sweetheart” Dean sighed, running his fingers through your hair, basking in the feeling of you back in his arms.
your crooked teeth make your lovely smile extremely cute and endearing (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
your splotches of freckles? yeah, those are places where the galaxies whirling inside of you leaked out to radiance their brilliancy into the world
your thighs touch? that’s a GOOD thing. you’re getting proper nutrition! you have muscles! d o n o t b e a s h a m e d!!!! also, thigh gaps are awesome too! anything related to thighs is awesome! all thighs are different because every person is different, and honestly, why does it matter what your thighs look like?? people who are bothered by thighs are weak tbh
“bingo arms”???? listen up: you only have bingo arms when you’re WINNING. otherwise why would you be yelling “bingo”?? thought so. you’re a winner – you can do anything you set your incredible mind to!
your hair is so unbelievably gorgeous and don’t you deny it. don’t forget to style it, dye it, try new shampoos with it, as long as you want to! your hair is your own, whether it be frizzled or dry or thick or thin – be proud of that, and remember that you can always change it up!
your eyes are not too small, or too big, or too wide apart, or too ugly. your eyes are your own mortal doorway into your soul, expressing your thoughts and emotions in dazzling swirls and hues for others to decipher. don’t be afraid to cry, don’t be disgusted by the crinkles at the corners when you smile, don’t hate on the small, microscopic blood vessels running through them. don’t lock your door out of needless shame!
scars!!! scars are so cool! they’re visual results from a chapter that makes up the story of your life! no matter where scars are, don’t be conscious of concealing them! ppl loVE scars! even the tiny lil ones! anyone who has a scar is automatically known as an ultimate badass sorry that’s the rule
same goes for stretch marks! those little ripples on your thighs, your hips, your waist, your belly? those mean that you’ve GROWN. your body has adapted frequently throughout your life, and leaves those little ripples as little hints of your amazing journey from babyhood to adulthood! (or maybe you’re just a mystical ocean god/goddess and those waves are symbols of your enormous power, onlookers should be on the lookout)
sorry, did you say you had a pig nose? do you even kNOW how cute piggies are you should be PROUD of your nose cAUSE U CUTE
long, thin nose? p l s. that just means you’re king/queen of everything. don’t deny it. you know how powerful you truly are
tummy rolls? everyone has them. seriously, no matter how thin a person may seem, tummy rolls are inevitable. you are not alone! tummy rolls rock! ROCK THOSE TUMMY ROLLS!
trust me, barely anyone see your feet anyways. besides, feet aren’t that bad – how do you think your hands would look if they walked everywhere over the earth’s rough terrain? feet are hella
ears are so cool omg they’re like fingerprints, unique to you and you only! plus you can pierce them! repeatedly! how cool is that? ears are best
do nOT be anxious about flaunting your legs! wear that short skirt! wear those shorts! own that bikini! your legs are marvelous! ppl would kill for a pair of dandy lookin legs like yours! pale or tan, legs are glorious! L E G S
lips. lips. do you know how many magic tricks your lips are able to perform? the formation of words, the ability to smile or frown, the ability to express, to kiss, to wear makeup; lips are ethereal and exquisite in all forms!
#1 tip: your eyebrows are always on fleek
and lastly: you are not dumb. you are not worthless. you are not a waste of space, an empty void, a meaningless shell. you are loved. you are worth everything. you are so incredibly intelligent,you are utterly unforgettable, and you are breathtakinginevery single way.
next time you look in a mirror, blow yourself a kiss and don’t worry – you’ll kill it out there today. ♥
BTS reaction to you falling asleep on them during a movie
Summary: you’re watching a movie with him and you end up falling asleep on them. (you’re not a couple, it’s kind of a “friends who like each other but won’t admit it” situation)
A/N: i want cuddlz
Gifs are not mine, credits to the owners!
Hope you like it! :)
Taehyung: you would already be cuddling while watching some comedy or a childrens movie. Somewhere midway you’d start dozing off and your head would fall in the crook of his neck. He’d smile and cuddle you closer and fall asleep with the movie still playing in the background.
Hobi: He’d be talking about the movie in a soft quiet voice and your head would just fall on his shoulder when you fell asleep. He’d smile and carry you to the bedroom and tuck you in, but once he was about to leave to his own bed, you’d pull him down with you in your half asleep state and he’d be more than happy to stay with you.
Jin: Somewhere midway in the movie he’d get up to get some more popcorn. When he asks if you want anything else and you don’t answer he’d peek over couch and find you snoring quietly. He’d find the sight absolutely adorable and he’d tuck you in a blanket and leave a peck on your forehead.
Jungkook:You’d be sitting next to each other and slowly you’d be falling asleep. Soon your head would fall on his shoulder and he’d be kinda surprised at first. He’d hesitate wheter he should get up and tuck you in or just lay back and cuddle you until he falls asleep. But by the way you were grabbing his shirt, he decides to lay down with you on his chest. Soon he’d doze off to deep sleep. (and yes i used taekook)
Yoongi: Tbh he’d probably be fighting the urge to sleep himself and once your head would fall on his shoulder he’d happily pull you closer before drifting off to sleep.
Namjoon: He’d see you trying to keep your eyes open through the movie. Because honestly, he couldn’t care less about the movie. He’d chuckle and say “come here” and open his arms for you to fall in. You’d fall asleep straight away.
Jimin: As you were drifting off you would start slowly fallin to the opposite side from him. He’d laugh quietly and grab you quickly before you fall. You wouln’t even bother opening your eyes. You’d just whine, just wanting to sleep. He’d coo at you before picking you up in bridal style and carrying you to the bed and getting in with you, cuddling you close to his chest.
I’m scared to see your face again.
I fear falling even more deeply in love with you, when I’m trying so hard to leave you behind.
I’ve been sober from you for about a year now.
Yet you still linger in my mind.
I’m an addict.
I’m addicted to your cruel love.
I’m addicted to your neglect and your harmful ways.
I want to get you out of my head, but at the same time, you’re all I want to think about.
I’m addicted to your smell,
to your touch, to your crooked smile, and your jealous green eyes.
I’m addicted to the way you crinkle your nose when you laugh, and the way you can’t breathe when I run my fingers down your back.
I’m addicted to the unfocused gaze in your eyes when you listen to music, to the creases on your hands and the lines on your lips.
No matter how many times I go to rehab, my heart is hooked.
And it scares me.
Because I know that when I see your face again, I’ll relapse, letting myself fall for you even more.
The doctors can’t help me.
I’m intoxicated by you.
Poisoned by your love.
except this poison, keeps me barely alive, begging for more.
Wanting you to kill me so I can finally be free.
And be an addict no more.
You roll your eyes at the now familiar voice and look up over the computer. “Peter,” you giggle. “I’m working.”
The adorable boy grins at you with his crooked smile, and your heart practically melts. You don’t know why the newest Avenger has decided to talk to you the past couple of days, but you’re glad he has. You’re Maria Hill’s niece and are extremely skilled with computers, which is the only reason you work for the avengers.
Only thing is, you don’t really get to see them because you’re stuck in the computer bank most of the time. But Peter…he goes out of his way to come see you. And you love it.
“I know, but I’m on my way to training, and I thought now would be a good time to show you my powers?”
You giggle. “I’ve seen your powers, Spiderman.”
“Well, y-yeah, but…I mean up close.” He holds out his hand. “Come on, it’ll be fun. I’ll have you back in five minutes tops.”
You laugh. “Okay, fine.”
Peter claps, and you giggle as you step out from behind your desk and follow behind the almost-skipping superhero down the hall to the training room. As you walk, you get a chance to admire his lean, but fit body in his red and blue suit. You look away from him and out the windows almost immediately, blushing to yourself. You can’t think about him like that.
He’s a superhero.
“Okay!” Peter yells, pushing one of the two double doors open and holding it for you to walk through after him. “You ready?”
You look around the huge training room, stepping up to the railing in awe. You’ve never been in here. “Yeah,” you reply distractedly.
Peter grins to himself at the plan that just formed in his mind.
All of a sudden, you’re pulled away from the railing and into a warm chest-Peter’s warm chest. One of his white webs is attached to your waist. “What are you-”
You barely have time to get that many words out before he fires another web at the ceiling, and the two of you are lifted off the ground. Screaming, you wrap your arms around your friend’s neck as he swings you around the huge room with his one arm, the other arm holding you tightly to him by your waist. He’s laughing at your reaction, but you can’t hear it over the rush of the wind.
After about a minute, Peter finally sets you down in the middle of the room. You hold onto him for a couple of seconds just to make sure your feet are actually on the ground, before pulling away completely and swatting him in the arm. “Peter Parker!”
He rubs his arm. “What?”
“That was terrifying!”
“But was it fun?”
You freeze. “Well, yes, but-I could’ve fell.”
“(y/n).” He steps forward and closer to you with a soft smile. “I would never let you fall.”
With his soft brown eyes staring into yours, you realize that you already have.
You nearly jump out of your skin at the sound of your aunt’s voice echoing through the cavernous room. “Aunt Maria!” you yell, whirling around to face her. She stands at the entrance of the room with her hands on her hips, staring down at you with stern, yet curious eyes.
“What are you doing down here?”
Peter steps forward. “It was my bad, Agent Hill. I just wanted to show (y/n) something while I had the time.”
Your aunt nods at him before looking at you. “Time to stop flirting and get back to your station, agent.” You blush when she says “flirting.” “I’m more lenient with you, but you still do work here.”
Nodding, you scuttle quickly away from Peter. “Yes ma'am.”
Turning around, you smile at Peter once more. “Bye, Peter.” Then you exit through where you came and follow your aunt back to your station.
I was thinking about how you’re always the first to say I love you; We were laying there on the couch, in a dark room illuminated by the light of the movie screen. I looked up at you. I could see the reflection of the movie in your eyes, the tension in your square jaw, and all the little creases in your curled up, crooked smile. You didn’t notice that I was watching you, but that’s okay. You didn’t have to. Every little thing that you did so effortlessly, I fell in love with over and over again. You turned to me and I hugged you closer, tugging on your shirt as I allowed your arm to rest around me. Before you could say anything, I leaned in to kiss you, but stopped myself just an inch before your face. You flash me that smile, oh so innocent, so sincere. I whisper your name, and find that those are the only words I know how to form. The following silence whispers the words I’ve been trying to say. You reply softly, “I love you too”, and I’ve never kissed someone so passionately as I had in that exact moment.
ReaderxSteve Summary: Reader wakes up in the middle of the night because she is cold. Content: Fluff!, Sleepy!Steve
You woke up in the middle of the night, covers bundled up around your body, Steve peacefully sleeping next to you, facing the other direction without covers. You were shaking from the cold as you nudged to get as close to Steve as possible. You rested your forehead against his back, hoping he would feel it and turn around to cuddle you. ”Steve?”, you mumbled when he didn’t react. ”Hm?” ”I’m cold” Steve turned around almost immediately, and lifted the covers around you, got in under them with you and put his big arms around you. His body felt hot against your cold skin and you stopped shivering. ”Better?”, he half whispered with eyes still closed, his nose resting in the crook of your neck. ”Mm”, you hummed sleepily. Steve smiled and mumbled a ”Good.” before kissing your neck and slowly drifting back to sleep. *** A little bit later, Steve woke up and (Y/N) was nowhere to be seen. He looked around from his position on the bed. Upon sitting up, he noticed the lack of blankets on the bed. Confused, he looked over the bedside to see (Y/N) peacefully sleeping on the floor with all the covers messily wrapped around her. Smiling to himself, he stood up and lifted (Y/N)’s sleeping body up bridal style with all the blankets into their shared bed. ”Steve?”, (Y/N) mumbled in her sleep. ”It’s okay darling, I’ve got you.”, Steve kissed her forehead softly. He repositioned himself and got under the covers with her again.
Summary: After 4 years you’re reunited with your ex making feeling arise in both of you. Based off the song ‘Closer’ by The Chainsmokers~
A/N: Wow i haven’t written in forever T_T So to make it up here’s some Kookie smut because you know why not?
“Hey, Y/N. Another shot over here.” You laugh lightly before turning around to meet the customer with a soft smile. “I don’t know John, I think maybe you had enough for tonight.” You say as you rest your chin in your hands as you observe the older man. His greying hair was slightly overcoming his natural brown locks and his blue eyes that rest on yours were slowly starting to lose its sparkle. “Oh dear, I could go all night.” His crooked smile met yours making you laugh at his attempt to flirt with you. “I don’t know how Ginevra would feel about that.”
His eyes brightened as he let out a deep chuckle. “Alright, alright you got me! Call me a cab will ya?” You smile nodding your head as you pat him softly on the arm. “Will do, John.” You stand straight and walk toward the far left side of the bar dialing for a cab for the older man when a flash of dark hair makes you quickly turn. Your eyes widen slightly as you see him. Jeon Jeongguk His hair was a lot longer, curled slightly at the ends. He was taller too, his shoulders wider and his arms more defined. He was completely different but still as good looking as the day you had met him. “Y/N? You okay?” You jump slightly and turn to your coworker a small smile on your face as you nod. “Of course, um do me a favor and call a cab for John.” You hand the phone over as he nods and starts dialing where you had left off.
You quickly turn back around looking for him to make sure what you saw wasn’t just in your mind. It wasn’t. There he sat at the bar his eyes rested on you a small smile on his lips. Oh his lips, how you missed them. “Y/N Y/L/N.” His voice a lot deeper than you had remembered but still as smooth as always. “How long has it been?” He asked resting his chin in his hand as you had did not to long ago.
“4 years.” You replied back. “4 years” he replied back. “Yet you didn’t try to call me once. How sad.” You let out a small laugh as you step forward resting your hands on the cool of the bar. “I don’t usually make it a habit to call me ex’s.” He smiled showing his teeth making a small knot form in your stomach. Wow you had missed his smile. “That’s all I was to you? An ex. Ouch.” He says playfully. You smile and shake your head pointing a accusing finger at him. “You know I want to know what happened to the fragile shy boy I dated.” You asked making him laugh. “You dumped me and I moved on. It has been 4 years Y/N. A lot had happened.” You nod slightly. “You know I forgot just why I left you.” You say honestly. His face contorts into a cute thinking face as he nods softly before saying “You were insane. That’s why.” You laugh pushing him slightly in the shoulder. “Yeah, sure. Lets go with that.” You say shaking your head.
“What time do you get off?” He asked making your eyes widen. “Jeon Jeongguk you’re not trying to take advantage of me are you?” You state placing your hand over your chest as to playfully protect yourself. He laughs softly and leans forward a small smile on his lips. “Maybe.” Your heart slowly starts to speed up and you smile shaking your head. You shouldn’t.. but then again oh you should. “I get off in a few minutes.” You say and he nods leaning back. “Then I shall wait.” You laugh and shake your head as you slowly start to get back to work. “You know you look really pretty.” He says as slowly clean down the bar. “Pretty?” You ask lightly chuckling. “Pretty. Beautiful. Extravagant.” He said and you lightly blush. “You’re all of them. You’ve always been beautiful.” You smile slightly and finish wiping down the counter. “Okay. I’m finished.” You state and take your apron off placing it on its rightful peg. “Namjoon i’m out!” You shout to your manager who nodded waving a hand at you.
You step out from behind the bar and up to Jeongguk. You had to literally look up to him making you realize how much he had grown. He wasn’t the young shy boy you had once knew. “Shall we go?” You ask shyly and he smiled nodding as he walked to the door opening it up for you. “M'Lady.” You laugh and walk through as he followed behind. “So we can either go up to my room since we are in a hotel. Or your place?” His question was so forward that you couldn’t help but laugh. “Um how about we get something to eat? I know this really good burger joint.”
He suddenly realized what he had said and a deep blush forms on his tan skin. “U-Uh i didn’t mean it like-” He stumbled out making you see the boy you had fallen in love with. All nervous and jittery. “Kook, it’s okay.” You say a smile on your face. He quickly looked up and chuckled. “No one has called me that in years.” It was your turn to blush as you quickly hid your face “Hah, um so lets get some food yeah?” You ask and he nods following you out of the hotel lobby and to the parking lot. “You did not buy this.” He says as you approach your car. “What do you mean?” You ask a concerned look on your face. “How in the world can you afford this.” He asked laughing as he jumped into the passenger seat of your Rover. You jumped in after him shrugging your shoulders. “It’s expensive but i like it.” You state and he laughs. “So you can’t afford it?” You look at him and start the car up. “Shut up.” You say and he shakes his head as you pull out of the hotel and onto the road. The drive got a little silent as you two really didn’t know what to say to each other, so you leaned over and hit the radio on as Blink-182 blared through the speakers making both you and Jeongguk turn towards each other.
“There is no way.” He says smiling as he leans forward and turns the radio up. “Its our song! Remember when we decided it was when we were on that trip on Tucson and it wouldn’t stop playing.” You laughed out loud and nodded your head at the memory. Jeongguk turned to you and stated singing the chorus making you laugh even more. “Come on Y/N its your part.” He said and you sighed taking in a deep breath before you start belting out the lyrics. The ride went by a lot quicker and soon you were in the drive thru of your favorite burger joint ordering for both Jeongguk and you. You parked the car and Jeongguk reached inside of the bag grabbing his food. “Ah! What are you doing? No food in my baby.” You say grabbing the bag from him. “Then where am I suppose to eat?” He asked and you smiled pointing at the hood of your Rover. “Seriously?” He asked smiling. “Come on we use to do it all the time on your old pick up.” You state jumping out of your car and to the hood. Jeongguk followed behind you and jumped up sitting cross legged next to you on the hood.
“Bon appetite~” You say passing him his food. He smiled laughing slightly as he takes the burger from you. You look at him with wide eyes as you await his reaction. “Don’t look at me like that, I get food nervous.” You hit him lightly making him laugh. “Just take a bite.” You say and he nods and he bites down in the burger making you smile. “It’s good.” he says making you scoff. “Good? that’s it?” He smiles taking a drink of his soda before turning to you clearing his throat. “Oh my god that was the best thing I have ever eaten. It was like Jesus was having sex in my mouth.” You laugh throwing your head back at his words. “You’re an ass.” You say making him laugh. “I missed you.” He said making you stop what you were doing. “I really did Y/N. Do you know how many times I had picked my phone up and almost called you when you left.” You stay silent messing with the fuzz on your shirt. “Watching you leave town in that stupid broken down car of yours. God, it killed me.”
“You could of came after me.” You say softly. “Would you of let me?” He asked. You turn toward him and saw how little of space there was between the two of you. “I-I don’t know.” His eyes drift to your lips making a lump grown in your throat. “Did you miss me?” He asked his eyes slowly looking back at you. The distance between you was so little now that you could feel the soft fan of his breath on your face. You knew the answer to that question, of course you did. You missed him so much. You nod quickly. “Good.” He breathed and leaned in the last few inches. His lips slowly ghosted over yours as if to rest the waters first before grabbing the back of your neck pulling you closer. His lips were slightly chapped and tasted of the soda he had just drank. They were familiar and inviting making you grab his shirt pulling him as close to you as humanly possible making a groan erupt from his throat. “Y/N. Car, now.” He mumbled against your lips making you nod. He pulled away from you for a split second to jump off your hood and grab your hips pulling you to him again as he carried you to the backseat of your rover. He quickly opened the door tossing you softly on the leather seats as he jumped in after you shutting the door with a soft click.
He wastes no time in connecting your lips once again as his hands intertwine in your hair. “I missed your lips.” He murmured making you smile. He pulls away as he trails his soft pecks down your jaw and to your neck. “I missed your body.” His hands fall from your hair and rest at your hips as he positions you to straddle his lap. His hands slowly run up the side of your body up under your lilac shirt. “W-Wait Kook.” You say and he quickly retracts his hand. “I’m sorry.” You shake your head smiling as you cup his face pecking his lips softly. “No, it’s not that. It’s just this car is expensive and I don’t um want uh..” You say a light blush on your face. “To have sex in it?” He asked a smile on his lips. You nod your head laughing. “Um my place is a few blocks from here. We could go there” You say and he nods his head. “Your place it is then.” You smile pecking his lips again as you untangle yourself from him and climb to the drivers seat as Jeongguk follows behind situating himself back in the passengers seat.
You step up to your apartment door slipping the key into the lock, nerves slowly creeping up. Opening the door you motion with your hand to your apartment a smile on your face. “Welcome to my humble abode.” You state and jeongguk laughs stepping inside. “Wow, you’re really living the life aren’t you?” He asked as he observed your small apartment. You point an accusing finger at him. “Hey, don’t bash my place. It’s cheap and I like it.” You say making him laugh as you shut the door and join him in the living room. “No, no. It’s really cute. It fits you.” He says as he continues to look around. “So not to be completely forward, but where’s the bedroom?” You laugh and shake your head. “What did you do to Jeongguk?” You ask again and he smiles as he walks closer to you pulling you in and softly kissing you lips. “He’s been abducted by aliens.” He whispers and you smile. “Hmm. There he is.” You say making him growl and grasp your thighs picking you up. You let out a small squeak as you grasp his neck for support wrapping your legs around his toned stomach.
“Bedroom, now.” You nod and point down the hallway. “Last door on the right.” He smiles kissing you sweetly before walking down the hall and into your small bedroom. He wastes no time in throwing you on the bed as he hovers over you pressing his body to yours. You gasp as you feel the obvious tent in his pants pressing itself against your inner thigh. He leans down trapping your lips with his in a passionate kiss making you groan. Your hands fly to his hair as you desperately grab at the curled hair. You feel his hips forcefully grind down on yours making you gasp allowing him to slip his tongue roughly against yours. He pulls away from your lips as his hips continue to grind on yours. Your legs involuntarily wrap around his waist as you pull him closer to you, if that was even possible. His head falls forward as he leaves sloppy kisses down your neck, stopping at your clothed chest. He sits up slightly to pull your shirt up and off of your body.
His eyes widen at the new sight of flesh and he quickly leans in again to press more kissed against your collarbone and the cup of your breasts. Your hands leave his hair to his toned back pulling at his black shirt wanting it gone. He sits up completely and discards the piece of fabric. You untangle your legs from him and sit in front of him as your hands slowly runs down the tone tan skin of his abdomen. Your mind is all but clouded with the thought of Jeongguk as you lean toward him to kiss along his chest. He runs his hand through your hair moving it out of your face as he chuckles tracing your right shoulder. “What is this? Miss. Innocent Y/N got a tattoo?” His hand runs up and down the words of the tattoo as he smiles and leans down biting down on the sensitive flesh. You let out a small sigh at the contact and he smirks pulling back and pushing you back quickly ridding you of your jeans and panties. His hands glide down your stomach to your thighs making you shiver. “Don’t you think you’re a little overdressed?” You asked making him chuckle as he leans forward catching your lips with his. “patience, princess.” The nickname makes you groan and he smiles as he sits back up and pops the button of his jeans and pulls it down swiftly with boxers. His cock stood tall pre-cum slowly dropping from the tip. He leaned forward again and you felt his member rub slightly against you making you shiver. He smiles at your reaction and kisses you lips quickly before slowly pushing into you. You groan at the feeling gripping the sheets tightly. “Oh god, yes kook.” He smiled pulling out and slamming back into you making you moan out again.
Your grip on the sheets tighten as you hands fly forward pulling it right of the corner of your mattress. His thrust continue to make your head spin as he slowly pulls out and quickly thrusts back in. His head falls forward as it lays in between your shoulder and neck. Your hands release the sheet as your hands thread back into his hair. You hear small whimpers fall from his lips as his thrusts start to become ragged. “God, Y/N.” Your name on his lips make it impossible for you to stay put together and soon you’re falling over the edge of your orgasm as your grip tightens in his hair and your legs again wrap around his waist. A few thrusts later and Jeongguk is releasing into you a groan leaving his lips. He looks up to you and smiles leaning down to kiss your lips once more. You see his eyes travel to your left as he lets out a laugh.
“Is this your roommates mattress from back in Boulder?” He sits up and pulls the sheet corner down more as he inspects the mattress. You sit up as well and look at the corner of the mattress seeing a deep black heart drawn in the corner with sharpie. “What? How did you know?” You asked baffled as he traces the heart. “Remember when we had sex the first time? It was on her mattress.” You smiled nodding. “Yeah, i know that. But how did you know it was hers?” He smiled and motioned to the heart. “When you were asleep I drew this heart in the corner.” He said and you smiled leaning over to see the familiar heart you saw almost everyday but now in a different light. “Did you really?” You asked an he nodded sheepishly. “Why the hell did I leave you?” You asked again and he laughed kissing you lips once again. “I told you, you were insane.” You laugh and he smiles pulling you down to wrap his arms around you as he rests his head on yours. You let a smile grace your lips as your arms wrap around his body pulling him as close to you as you could.
I’m having trouble accepting the fact that you are no longer what my future holds. I won’t watch as you walk down the aisle and take your place beside me or tear up as you say “I do”. We won’t spend weeks searching for the perfect house to start a family in or argue endlessly about what color the nursery walls should be. My kids won’t have your eyes or that crooked smile that I love so much and it will be someone else reading them bedtime stories and kissing them goodbye on their first day of school. I won’t wake up to you every morning or fall asleep in your arms every night. We won’t have the family vacations that we dreamt of, or cry as our children go off to college. I won’t sit across from you 40 years from now and reminisce on the life we built or laugh with you about our quickly greying hair. And I’m having trouble accepting all this, because you were supposed to be the one and now I don’t know how to build a future without you.
“Newt, it’s snowing!” You cried, rushing over to the window to peer outside.
“So it is!” He replied with a crooked smile, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.
It had snowed that night, and the ground was covered with a coating of powdery white snow. The pine trees had a thin coat of white on the top of some of their branches, and a few tiny icicles hung off the tips. Far below, in the valley your house overlooked, the town looked like it had just come out of a winter wonderland.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” You murmured, eyes roving over the grove of trees that was in your front yard.
Newt nodded, moving behind you and resting his chin on the top of your head. “Can we go outside?” He raised an eyebrow at your question, hearing the excitement in your voice. “It’s awfully cold, love.” He glanced down at you with concern.
“I know.” You exclaimed impatiently, moving away from him towards the entry hall of your home. “Please?” Your puppy eyes quickly faded into a slightly evil grin, “I’d totally beat you in a snowball fight!” Slipping into your heavy winter coat, you shot him another pleading look.
“Oh, alright…” He caved, grabbing a hat and a pair of thick blue wool mittens. “And I’m definitely winning.” He had a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
Outside, you felt the cold air nip at your cheeks and nose. Looking behind you at the footprints you were leaving in the snow, you could see just a smidge of green grass peeking through. You felt like the smile on your face had been there forever. Suddenly a handful of snow hit your back, startling you.
Whirling around, you saw Newt standing there, a tell tale dusting of snow still sticking to his mittens. “Oh, it’s on!” You bent down and scooped up a chunk of snow in your hand. Packing it into a tight ball, you drew you arm back and let fly. The snowball landed with a satisfying splat sound on the back of Newt’s head as he was picking up his own.
“Ha, take that -” You were cut off as you were tackled to the ground.
“It went down the back of my shirt!” Newt whined from on top of you, covering the both of you in a light dusting of snow.
“Dork.” You laughed, reaching up and moving his mop of hair out of his eyes where it had fallen.
The healthy pink tinge that was already covering his cheeks from the cold darkened, and he ducked down to plant a short (and very cold) kiss on your lips.
Warnings: self-doubt, references of drinking (don’t self medicate with the booze kids)
Summary: Reader gets drunk and confesses her feelings.
A/n: this is a sad attempt at angst. Part 2? Maybe?
You sat at the bar not caring that you were alone. You had one goal, forgetting. You were going to forget Steve Rogers. You were going to drink till the thoughts of his smile, touch, and voice left your head. You scowl finding yourself thinking of his eyes and wave the bartender over to give you another shot.
You weren’t this person, you really weren’t. You were usually strong, you didn’t need anyone. You’re tough, you’re an Avenger for goodness sake. You have shot people! But stupid blue eyes and a crooked smile killed you. It got under your skin making it impossible for you to get it out. Thank God everyone except you and Sam had been called out on missions, allowing you to wallow in your own self pity.
Several drinks and hours later, you had racked up a pretty hefty tab and you knew you would have to have someone come get you. You pulled out your phone and dialed Sam’s number knowing he was at the tower watching some sporting event.
“SAMMY! I need you to come get me”
“Y/n? Where are you?”
“That bar we went to that time you got Bucky slapped by that blond.”
Sam sighs and chuckles, though you sounded put together and sober he knew better, he had seen you like this before. He had been there for you when you had been dumped by a jerk who he, Steve, and Bucky still needed to beat up. He knew you were broken he just didn’t know what happened this time.
“I’m on my way, stay at the bar don’t move.”
“Don’t tell me what to do. I am gonna sit at the bar.”
Sam shook his head hanging up the phone grabbing his jacket off the chair and looked over at Steve, “You coming?”
you will meet someone who loves every single inch of you. Loves your love handles. Loves your smile even when your teeth are a little bit crooked from biting your nails everyday. Loves your crazy hair that never seems to lay right. Loves your obnoxiousness and relentless sassiness at the worst god damn times. They will love you when you’re in a shit mood and even when you’re cursing under your breath because you’re hella pissed; they just love you so much they will grab you and hug you and kiss your cheek just to make you smile. They will love your thighs that like to dance when you walk and they will worship the ground that you walk on, every single day. Please don’t settle for less and change to mold into what you think people want. Love what you are and others will love those things about you. It’s a beautiful thing.
when I say “that night”, I wonder which one you think of. do you think of the coffee drunken one or the one where we both cried? they were very different from each other. the coffee hazed night comes back in flashes, from your crooked smile watching the show, to the way I ran down the snow covered pavement to my car a little too fast. the other night, well that’s a different story. you called me telling me how sorry you were and how bad you messed up and I never saw you in the same light again. now here we are 2 years and 11 months later strangers who still love each other, stuck in different worlds. how did we end up like this? how could we have gone down that fast?
Song By: Baby It’s Cold Outside by Idina Menzel and Micheal Buble
Summary: You and Daveed agreed to do a song at a Christmas play at a local high school. During he performance, Daveed shows his feelings for you.
-I really can’t stay = You/Reader Singing
-Baby, it’s cold outside = Daveed singing
“I really can’t stay,” you sung walking onto the stage. You wore a dark green knee length dress with a white faux fur jacket, gloves, dark grey beanie hat and black heels.
Coming shortly behind you was Daveed wearing a black and white plaid shirt under a dark grey tailcoat and white tie, black slacks, and brown loafers.
“Baby, it’s cold outside,” he sung back, catching up and grabbing the crook of your arm. You smiled up at him, placing a hand on his.
“I gotta go away.” You moved away from him, moving in front of the ouch placed center stage. Daveed fell in step, quickly stepping in front of you repeating his last line.
You rubbed your hands up and down his arms. “This evening has been-”
His hands fell on your covered forearms. “Been hoping that you’d dropped in,” he whispered but still loud enough for he mics to pick up.
“-So very nice.” Daveed slid his hands down so he was holding yours, pulling you closer to him.
“I’ll hold your hands. They’re just like ice.” He put on a look of concern before you sprung back, moving away and placing a clothed finger on your chin.
“My mother will start to worry.” Turning, you bumped into his chest. Daveed placed his hands on your hips, eyebrows knitted together.
“Beautiful, what’s your hurry?”
You glanced to the side towards the audience, half for adding comical humor to the story and the other to control your blush. “My father will be pacing the floor.”
Halfway through, you were being pulled to the fireplace the students had created. Daveed gestured to it, cutting in with “Listen to the fireplace roar.”
Twisting from his grasp,you circled around him and moved to stand behind a bar table placed downstage. “So I really have to scurry,” you sung on the way, taking a seat on a bar stool.
Daveed glided over, leaning his top half over the bar table top. “Beautiful, please don’t hurry.”
You gave him a once over, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Well, maybe just a half drink more.”
He laughed, including the audience. He picked up a bottle of red wine and he two glasses that was sitting on the corner of the table, expertly pouring wine into both glasses without wasting a drop.
“I’ll put some records on while I pour.”
He passed you one glass, throwing his head back and downing the other down. He moved to the radio as you sloshed the wine a bit. “The neighbors might think.” You took a small sip, hiding your disgust of the taste. Red wine wasn’t really your favorite.
Daveed glanced over his shoulder at you, a small smile on his lips. “Baby, it’s bad out there.”
You shook your head, covering your hand as you held out the glass of wine. “Say, what’s in this drink,” you asked, giggling. Daveed moved back to where you were sitting, leaning sideways on the counter.
“No cabs to be had out there.”
You sat forward so you were nose to nose to him. You raised an eyebrow, leaning into your fist. “I wish I knew how,” you belted. You leaned back from him, standing up.
Daveed’s eyes became hooded, standing up as well, “Your eyes are like starlight now.”
“To break this spell.” You grabbed onto his tie, walking around him, his head following your movements. He stepped forward, causing you to stop in your movement. He pulled your hat off your head.
“I’ll take your hat, your hair looks swell.”
You thanked him, smoothing down your hair for a few seconds before stomping. “I ought to say no, no, no sir.”
Daveed grinned, slowly stepping up to you. “You mind if I move in closer?”
You shrugged, side stepping him. “At least I’m gonna say I that I tried.”
He took your hand as you were walking away, twirling you to face him. “And what’s the sense of hurting my pride?”
You twirled out of his grip and moved to stand behind he couch.
“I really can’t stay.”
Daveed moved towards you, placing one leg up on the arm rest and leaning on the back of the couch closer to you. “Oh, baby don’t hold out.”
You both harmonized the title of the song, earning an applause from the audience. You sighed,raising an eyebrow a him. “You’re very pushy, you know?”
Daveed mocked your expression. “I like to think of it as opportunistic.”
He smiled as you took one of the pillows and hit yourself with it. ha was such a corny reason.
You held the pillow to your face, singing he next line. Daveed hurried to your side, wrapping an arm around your waist. “Baby, it’s cold outside.”
“The answer is NO.” You pushed the pillow into his face, hearing him reason with you as you walked to sit on the couch. “The welcome has been so nice and warm.”
You laughed as Daveed jumped over the couch o sit beside you. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “Look out the window at that storm.”
Hugging yourself, you sung about your sister and brother worrying about you if you didn’t make it home. Daveed tilted his head. “Gosh your lips are delicious.”
He used a finger to turn your head to him, leaning in so your lips brushed. If it wasn’t for the slight cheering of the crowd, you might’ve lost yourself in the moment. You leaned back from.
“But maybe just a cigarette more.” You stopped and looked at he audience. “And I don’t even smoke.”
You bounced up from the couch, reaching for your hat on the coat rack by the couch.
“I gotta get home.”
“Baby, you’’ll freeze out here.”
You walked in front of the mirror, grabbing a comb on the dresser. After combing your hair for a few seconds you looked at him in the mirror. “You’ve really been grand.”
He strode up to you, one arm wrapping around your stomach, and the other holding onto your hand. “I feel when I touch your hand. How can you do this thing to me?”
You glanced over your shoulder at him. “There’s bound to be talk tomorrow.”
“Think of my life-long sorrow.”
Rolling your eyes, you twist your body so you could look up at him. “At least there will be plenty implied.”
“Baby, it’s cold,” you started. Daveed smirked, pulling you closer, leaning so your foreheads rested together.
“Baby, it’s cold outside,” he joined in, the ending harmony receiving an standing ovation.
You walked off the stage with Daveed, only to be confronted with a grinning Lin.
“I don’t remember you two rehearsing that. Care to tell me why it changed so suddenly?”
You blushed, opening your mouth to reply before a loud tsk came from Daveed.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Lin. You already know!” He grabbed your hand and pulled you away from a now hyena laughing Lin.
blankets, cocooned around your small frame. i hand you hot chocolate and you study me, crooked smile, as the steam curls around your face. we silently search for words to describe the immense beauty of each other.