A/N: Bucky is tired and needy and just wants to cuddle. (who. fuckin’. wouldn’t?!)
If there was ever something more adorable than Bucky being tired or in any way not feeling well, you’d never seen it. Now, the serum made sure he was never not feeling well, but it didn’t help exhaustion after a week long mission with only 2 hours of sleep a day.
This is why he came stumbling into your floor, somehow overriding every security protocol with his left over spy-skills, calling out your name at two in the morning.
I blink at him, trying my best to
appear as drunk as I was before all of this happened, knowing my drunk self
will handle this better. I become more careless, almost sociopathic, in my
child like drunk state, only caring for very few things like Jihyo. I give him
my best-drunken grin, not unnerved by the murder I just witnessed, more focused
on making sure he doesn’t notice Jihyo.
“Hi,” I hiccup.
“That isn’t the reaction I was
expecting.” He chuckles to himself as he stands and takes the few steps needed
to reach me. He crouches down to my level, our faces only inches a part. “What
are you doing out here little one?” He asks me in a surprisingly sweet voice,
his hand stroking my cheek. I’m surprised when I don’t flinch away from his touch;
instead my drunken self fully takes over.
In child like drunkenness I slur,
“There was a scary loud noise and people scattered and I ran out here.”
“You mean this loud noise,” He
pulls a gun out from behind him and fires it blindly in the air, prompting me
to cover my ears that are already ringing.
“Hyung, what the hell?” A deep
voice snaps. Kitty, a name that seems to fit the man with a mischievous smile
perfectly, just glares at the voice but tucks the gun back in his pants.
“You better watch out little one,
this is a dangerous place for a little kitten like you.” I giggle at his words
as he uses my nickname for him. His brow rises at the sound of my laugh; his
smile slowly shifts to something more warm and genuine, “What is so funny?”
“You’re kitty!” I say drunkly. From
the way my instincts seem to shut down around him, regardless of the fact that
I just watched him kill someone, I feel as if I can relax around him. I’m
really hoping it’s not from the tequila.
“Me?” The man scoffs. I nod making
him laugh, “Fine, but what am I supposed to call you?”
“Who the hell are you talking to?”
The same deep voice asks, much closer this time. Another man appears, the
tallest one, and looks from Kitty to me surprised.
“Give me a few more minutes Kris,”
Kitty glares at the sharp featured man.
“Omo, you have friends! I’m so
sorry!” I slur, bowing my head, “Please go a head, I’m sorry for taking your
“What the hell is wrong with her?”
The new man chuckles.
I glare at him, “Ya! Nothing is
wrong with me, I’m just kind of drunk!”
Both men laugh, the new comer asks,
“What was your poison tonight sweetheart?”
Grinning big I yell, “Tequila!”
“And how many shots did you have?”
I pause for minute, deep in drunken
thought, trying my best to at least think of a guess, using all of my fingers,
“You won’t remember a thing
tomorrow hopefully, it would be a shame to kill a pretty thing like yourself.”
Kitty grins at me, “But just to be
sure, we should bring her home with us.”
“Hyung, are you sure that’s a good
idea?” The dragon, yea, that seems about right, asks.
For some reason it sounds like a
good idea to me, which makes me suddenly yell, “I wanna go home with Kitty!”
Kitty smirks at the younger man triumphantly.
“You have no idea what you are
getting yourself into Sweetheart,” Dragon says with a sigh but also a small
“I think it’s called a van,” I
tease as Kitty offers me a hand. Both men can’t help but laugh at my drunken
innocence. Kitty wraps his arm around my waist, holding me tightly, whether
it’s to make sure I don’t fall or to make sure I don’t run away, I’m not sure
but his warmth is very much accepted.
“What were you guys doing?” Another
boy asks, this one obviously younger with his round owl like eyes. Him and the
other boys, I’m far to gone to count, stare at me wide eyed as Kitty helps me
into the van and pulls me into his lap while Dragon helps him secure the seat
belt around us both using a strange amount of care that I wouldn’t expect from
“Omo!” I say gleefully as I stare
at the cute boy. He is taken back as I try to reach for him, something that
surprised me as well, but Kitty holds my hands securely in my lap making me
“Calm down little one, you can’t go
being friendly with everyone, it hurts your oppa’s feelings,” Kitty coos in my
ear, a small action that makes every person in the van turn and stare at us.
“But Kitty oppa! I just want to
pinch his cheeks,” I whine as I struggle in his grasp trying and failing
against his strength.
“Why his? Are mine not cute enough
for you?” The older man puffs out his already large cheeks as he releases my
hands, giving me permission to do what I wish. Giggling like a school girl I
place both of my hands on his cheeks that are still pink from the cold.
“What the hell is going on?” The
person in the driver’s seat asks staring back at us. I take my hands away from
Kitty’s face to stare at the classically handsome man then the other man in the
passenger seat who faintly reminds me of a deer.
“We picked up a friend,” Kitty says
simply, not taking his eyes off me.
“She saw but she is pretty drunk so
we’re going to see if she remembers tomorrow,” Dragon explains the rest.
“But what’s with all of that?” The
deer like man asks as he gestures to mine and Kitty’s careless touchiness. Even
his voice sounds pretty. I can’t take my eyes off the beautiful man.
“So pretty,” I mumble. I’m
surprised when he blushes and looks away.
“She isn’t afraid of you,” One from
the back stated a little confused as he leans forward to study me, a dimple on
one of his cheeks appears as he smirks at me. “Are you sure she saw?”
Kitty nods, “I looked over and she
was right there just staring at me. But than she smiled at me as if nothing
“Are you sure this is a good idea?”
The deer boy asks.
I feel both Kitty and Dragon stare
at me with expectant smirks as I pout, “I already said I want to go with
If these boys weren’t surprised
already they sure ass hell are now. Dragon and Kitty die laughing at my non
threatening demand, but through his laugh Kitty is able to say, “You heard the
lady, lets get going, someone else is probably as impatient as her.”
They nod, understanding whatever he
is hinting at that goes right over my head. Kitty rests his hands on my thighs,
palm side up, and holds my hands loosely. He keeps me entertained by playing
that game where he tries to catch my hands in his. Dragon watches us, just as
amused as me by the simple game, he even asks if he can play as long drive
drags on. One of the others in the row of seats behind us asks if he can have a
turn. He has tan skin and bags under his eyes as if he hasn’t slept in years,
giving him a scary appearance but when no red flags pop up in my head I smile
and agree, thinking he reminds me of a panda.
When we arrive at our destination
I’m surprised to see a massive mansion out the window. Kitty helps me out of
the car and up the marble steps to the front door. Inside, he doesn’t hesitate
to scoop me up and carry me up the grand staircase in the entryway. I don’t pay
much attention to where we are going, only really paying attention when I’m
placed on a king sized bed and Kitty stares down at me with his head cocked to
“If I leave you alone will you be
good and change?” Kitty asks.
He nibbles on his lip for a minute
before wandering to a walk in closet and coming back with a pair of shorts and
an over sized T-shirt. He hands them to before giving me a warning look,
“Behave little one, you have two minutes to change.” Again I nod; he leaves the
room without another word. I peel off my top easier than I expected and soon my
skirt followed, I fold them nicely and put them on the nightstand. I dig my
phone out from my bra quickly type a message to Hoseok telling him where I left
Jihyo, hoping she is okay but figuring her situation is better than mine at the
moment. Not knowing what to do with my phone I turn it off and hide it in a
secret pocket of my skirt. After pulling on Kitty’s clothes I sit back down on
the bed, not sure how much time I have left.
“Are you dressed Sweetheart?”
Dragon’s voice calls from the other side of the door.
“Yes Dragon oppa,” I say as I kick
my feet that are hanging in the air. There’s a chuckle as the door opens
reveling a dragon, a panda, and a kitty, all still dressed in their suits.
Dragon smirks at me with his brow raised.
“Dragon?” He asks.
I nod, “And he is Panda oppa.”
“What makes you so sure I’m an
oppa?” Panda asks as he comes to the edge of the bed.
“I’m 17, I’m still a junior in high
“Wow, I guess I am an oppa. When is
“So we still have a while till you
turn 18, what a shame,” Kitty smiles down at me.
“She has Sehun beat.” Panda
“Aw Sweetheart, you’re still just a
baby,” Dragon coos at me as he strokes my head.
Our conversation is cut short when
one of the boys from the car, an elf like one, with a deep voice that
contrasted with his cute features, comes in. He looks at all of us and gives me
a small smile before looking to the boys he came to see.
In a serious tone he says, “Suho
hyung needs your help down stairs.”
All three men frown, but Dragon
speaks first, “All of us?”
Elf shakes his head, “Just Xiumin
hyung, since this really is his field of expertise.”
“Can’t Kris do it? I’m busy,”
Kitty, well actually Xiumin I guess, snaps back. I do my best to block out
their names, knowing that remembering them won’t help me at all.
“Don’t worry Hyung, we will take
good care of her,” Dragon grins.
Kitty glares up at the younger man,
“You do anything bad to her I will bring you down to the dungeon.” The coldness
in his voice sends a shiver down not just mine, but all of our spines. Dragon
gulps and nods, fully understanding the older man’s threat. Kitty turns to me,
the coldness gone from his eyes, “I’ll be back in a little bit, little one, be
good. These two are going to stay with you till I come back, okay?”
“You tell me if they do anything
bad, I’ll make sure they get punished if they do,” He glances at the two men as
he says the last few words.
Again I nod.
He smirks at me as he leans
forward, his mouth close enough to my ear I feel his hot breathe, “If anyone here
is going to do anything to you, it’s me.”
A blush spreads across my face
making him grin big. He places a kiss on my forehead before stepping back to
give one last glare to his youngers before following Elf out of the room. I
look up at the two men who are now just staring back at me, both having a
“Could I get a glass of water?” I
Dragon nods as he disappears into
the attached bathroom. Panda seems to figure out whatever he was thinking about
and comes to sit down next to me on the bed.
“What is your name?” He asks me.
“Who is Jooyoung?” Dragon asks as
he comes back in the room with a tall glass of water in his hand. He gives it
to me and watches as I drink ¼ of it right away.
“What a pretty name, for a pretty
girl,” An unfamiliar voice purrs from the doorway. The three of us look to see
an attractive tan man with large lips smirking at me. Behind him is a paler man
that is about the same height with a major bitch face going on.
“I’d scram if I were you, if Xiumin
hyung finds you up here you’re going to be joining our guest in the dungeon,”
Panda warns, scooting a little closer to me while Dragon sits on my other side.
The tan man just laughs as he comes into the room, bitch face isn’t far behind,
keeping his eyes on me. I stare at them, their faces seeming very familiar the
more I stare at them.
“He’s busy at the moment, and it’s
only fair we get to see who happens to have the privilege of being welcomed to
our home. Not many girls have had the honor, even less have lived to tell the
tale.” The man teases as he comes closer, only a yard away now. Through my fog
I feel the alarms in my head go off at the man’s closeness. I latch on to
Dragon’s arm as I try to hide behind him, wanting the tan man to go away. They
are all surprised by my actions, but Dragon, Panda, and bitch face kind of
“Wow,” Bitch face whistles, “She
watched Hyung kill someone, got in a car with strange men but Kai hyung’s
creepy flirting is what scares her.”
“Is there a party going on in
here?” More people appear in the doorway.
“I thought you were helping Suho
and Xiumin?” Dragon asks as Elf comes in with three boys trailing behind hm.
Elf grimaces, “I was going to but
Xiumin hyung got scary down there, he seems very determined to get back up here
and fast as possible.” His eyes flash to me and he cocks his head cutely. “I
believe that is because of that little cutie right there.”
I can’t help but stare at the tall
elf, mesmerized by his cute features. To his left is a puppy like man and on
the right is a dinosaur. Peeking out behind their wall is the owl boy from
before. Forgetting about the tan man for a minute I hop off the bed and rush
past the five men separating us. Once I reached him the surprised man I place
both hands on his cheeks and coo.
“Omo! So cute!”
Laughter echoes through the room as
all the men are on the floor dying of laughter, all except for the owl man who
is just staring at me with those wide eyes. When he doesn’t push me away or
anything I wrap my arms around and hug him tight, surprised to find his body
muscular and not squishy like I was hoping.
I whine when I’m being pulled away
by someone, looking over my shoulder I find Dragon with his arm wrapped
securely around my waist.
“Why does she like him so much?”
Panda pouts, “Why don’t you react like that when you see me?” He continues to
whine when Dragon places me back on the bed in between them, keeping a firm
hold on my waist so I can’t run again.
“At least she didn’t try to hide
when she saw you,” Tan snaps back, actually kind of annoyed after see my happy
reaction to Owl.
“You set off the alarms.” I
I press my finger to my temple,
“The alarms in my head, they go off when I see someone I should avoid.”
“What about for me?” Dragon asks,
interest written all over his face. In fact everyone has seem to come closer to
hear my response.
I shake my head, “Just him.”
“But you saw Hyung kill someone in
cold blood, you’re alarm seems to be broken, you should be afraid of all of
us.” Bitch face scoffs.
“I’m not really sober enough to
explain this, but I’ll try my best. I think the way it works is that the alarm
only goes off when I should be concerned for my own safety.” They all nod,
somehow understanding me through my drunken slurs. The puppy looking boy comes
forward with his head cocked to the side as he stares at me.
“You are an interesting little
girl,” He smiles softly at me.
“I’m not that little.”
“You are a baby,” Dragon teases me.
“I’m older than what’s his face!” I
snap back, earning a laugh Panda.
“Who’s what’s his face?” Puppy
“Sehun,” Panda explains though his
Bitch face’s eyes go wide, “She’s
older then me?”
“What about me?” Tan guy asks.
“You beat her by a few days.”
Tan guy grins again, “So you can
call me oppa.”
I shake my head, “You still set off
the alarms, try again later.”
“Wow, someone that can resist Kai’s
charms, she’s a keeper.” Dino laughs, his voice reminds me of sweet honey.
“Why are all of you in here?” A
dangerous voice calls from the doorway. The standing boys split like the red
sea and Dragon and Panda are off the bed, away from me. Standing there is a
very unhappy Kitty with the handsome man from before. Kitty is no longer
wearing his suit; in fact he isn’t wearing a shirt at all, just his nice dress
slacks. I catch sight of his nicely chiseled abs that sets my blood on fire making
me blush and cover my eyes in embarrassment.
“Hyung,” Dragon says, “Put a shirt
on, you’re making the poor thing blush.”
I hear Kitty grumble under his
breath as he shuffles around, a minute passes before my hands are pulled away
from my face and I open my eyes to come face to face with a smiling Kitty. I
jump back surprised, but thankful he is wearing a t-shirt now.
“Sorry little one, I didn’t mean to
scare you,” The older man coos as he affectionately strokes my head. He stands
up and turns to our audience, I’m guessing his expression isn’t very friendly
by the way the others take an obvious step back. “Now that I did my job can you
all scram? I think she is ready to go to bed.” Without another word the group
of boys scramble threw the door, Dragon being the last one out, closes it
behind him, leaving Kitty and I by ourselves. He lets out a sigh as he turns
back to me, a soft smile on his face. “As much as I would love to play with you
right now, I’m actually exhausted so we can save that for later. But something
you need to understand little one, you are not allowed to leave this room
without me, got it? We don’t want you running off.”
He flips off the lights and we’re
in complete darkness. I feel concerned for my mental health when I don’t feel
at all worried about the fact that I’m about to sleep next to some strange man
that has made multiple passes at me and that I’ve seen kill a man in cold
blood. But when he gets on the bed and pulls me into a tight hold I feel
nothing but comfort and warmth.
Ps. I wrote this at 2 a.m. when I was half asleep.
What is family? Kakashi only vaguely understood that term. His comrades were his family; Naruro, Sasuke, Sakura, Obito, Rin, Minato…the list went on.
As a child he was raised by both his parents, but mostly by his father whom he admired on an exceptional level. But then his father suicided and from then onwards his concept of a family faded more and more each passing day.
Kakashi was speechless when you told him you were pregnant. Neither of you have planned on starting a family, or even properly discussed it before. All you knew is Kakashi never mentioned anything about wanting or not wanting kids to you, so you had no clue how he’d react.
Kakashi’s heart was beating so fast in his chest. Pregnant? How?
He knew how, he just couldn’t believe it. This was the most shocking unexpected news of his life.
Kakashi was always one to think 20-30 steps ahead, see all possible outcomes, calculate each and every turn he took. But he’ll be damned if he saw this one coming. His mask of calm and cool broke as his eyes widened and his mouth hung open.
He didn’t know how to react. Did he mind having a child? He really didn’t know. Did he want this child? Not exactly but that didn’t mean he hated it.
But it wasn’t these things that bothered him the most. Was he fit to be a father? Kakashi with his careless demeanour and frequent use of profanities, could he really raise a kid?
Heck, could he even love this child the way he was supposed to? He loved you, his wife. He never thought he was capable of feeling anything as strong as the emotions he feels towards you.
Once a long time ago, he didn’t think anyone could ever love him. And you proved him wrong.
But a child?
Kakashi was trying hard to find an appropriate reaction. A smile or anything but it was as if his face muscles were frozen.
He looked at you with wide eyes, communicating his horror with you. Something he never does with anyone else. And you read him like and open book.
You understood how he felt, you were as scared as him. You let him hug you for as long as he needed, and you made sure to reassure him that no one is perfect and that no one was born great at parenting.
As the months passed by, your belly grew bigger and rounder.
Soon the baby was kicking and you called for Kakashi to come and feel it.
He sat patiently with his ear glued to your belly, listening intently. He knew the little thump was coming but that didn’t stop the little gasp that fell from his lips.
It was becoming realer and realer every day. Kakashi’s endless fascination with the growing human inside your belly only made you smile. He was curious about many thing. He spent a lot of his time feeling your belly and pressing his ear against it -and you really didn’t mind.
Before you two knew it you were going into labour -nothing you could really prepare for there. It was the most intense painful thing you have ever been through and no matter how much you tried you couldn’t stop the screams that kept tumbling from your lips.
Kakashi was as white as a ghost next to you, allowing you to squeeze his hand when needed. He only ever heard about labour in books, never have he actually witnessed one.
Seeing you in so much pain terrified him. You were one of the strongest women he’s ever met. Seeing you scream and seeing the tears pooled at the corner of your eyes nearly made him cry.
The sound of a little cry filled the room and you collapsed on your bed, panting and drenched in sweat.
Your baby had made it into the world.
Kakashi’s eyes were wide as the nurses cleaned the little body and handed it to it’s carrier.
You nearly forgot Kakashi was there when you looked at the little bundle that was pressed against your shoulder.
Little silver hair and unfocused blue eyes -you knew it’ll take a few weeks before you knew the colour of your baby’s eyes but that was okay. He was beautiful. Your baby boy, dispute just being born not a few minutes ago already bared a resemblance to his father.
You looked up at Kakashi who was still staring at the baby in awe and offered him a chance to hold his son.
Kakashi was nervous as hell. Never have his hands felt so clammy before. He gingerly cradled the baby against his chest, staring at him in awe.
The baby did resemble him.
It was such a tiny fragile thing though, Kakashi felt a weird tug at his heart strings. This was his baby, he’ll protect him no matter what.
Kakashi who only carried his baby for two minutes was already feeling a strong emotional connection. Is this what it felt like having a family? Kakashi almost choked on emotions. His baby was beautiful, just like you his mother….
“What are we gonna call him?” He asked you abruptly and you smiled and told him you’ll leave that part to him.
And just like that, Hatake Obito became the most important person in Kakashi’s life besides you.
He decided he wanted to name him after Obito, hoping one day his son becomes as great as the man he called his best friend.
Kakashi now understood what a family really is, and he wouldn’t trade it for the world.
A/N: I decided to do hyung line (+ ten and jaehyun) for this reaction. It would have been too long otherwise. And also sorry babes, but my tumblr is being hella weird with the gifs so if there’s a problem lemme know :( Hope you don’t mind anon. Happy reading and Enjoy!
*gifs not mine. Credit to owners*
I see him as the type to get a bit shy in situations like this, so expect a lot of loving looks with this boy. He would absolutely love that you wore his shirt and he would blush and compliment you, all the while shying even more.
You had walked into the dorm drenched and soaked due to rain. Taeil offered you his clothes which you gratefully accepted. When you came out wearing his shirt he couldnt help but smile. “You can keep it if you want” he mumbled, but you heard. Your eyes lit up and you hugged him out of excitement. His cheeks flushed pink and his heart raced faster. “It looks better on you than on me” he smiled at you lovingly. “Are you sure?” you asked. He nodded and earned another hug from you. He couldn’t help but laugh at how excited you got.
Johnny seems like the guy who would absolutely adore his s/o wearing his shirt. He would dish out compliments like no tomorrow and he would be on a mission to make you blush.
You lost the keys to your apartment so you didn’t have anywhere to go. “Why don’t you stay over?” Johnny asked. Once he reassured you it wasn’t a problem at all you agreed. You borrowed once of his shirts without asking him. “Hey y/n-” he stopped mid sentence. “Is that my shirt babe?” he asked. When you nodded, and tried to apologize he shut you up by kissing you. “You look amazing. I hate that shirt, but you are making me like it” he cooed which caused you to blush. He lightly kissed you cheek and laced your hands together and led you to the kitchen for some dinner.
Jaehyun similar to Johnny seems like the kind of guy who love for his s/o to wear his shirts. He would also compliment, but it wont be in a teasing tone as with Johnny. He would definitely be very touchy and just overall soft with you.
Jaehyun couldn’t stop eyeing you because you were wearing his shirt. “Please stop. You are making me self-conscious” you told him while avoiding eye contact. “I am sorry but you look so good in my shirt I cant help it. You look even more cuter than normal” he complimented. It genuinely made you smile because you knew he meant it. “Maybe wear my shirts more often. They suit you more than me anyway” he pulled you closer by your waist and kissed your nose softly.
I believe he would just chuckle seeing you in his shirt because it was big on you. But no doubt he would think it was adorable. He wouldn’t make a big deal about it and would genuinely compliment you on it.
“Y/n” Taeyong called out for you. You were hiding in his room because you wore one of shirts but you weren’t sure how he would react. He opened the door to his room, and you hid behind it. “I know you are there. come out” he said. With baby steps you stood in front of him. As soon as he saw you he chuckled. “What?” you asked puzzled. “Nothing you just look very cute in my shirt” he pulled you closer by you waist and held you there. “Stop looking at me like that” you said. “Like what? Like this” he suddenly came even closer to your face, and just smiled at you causing your cheeks to heat up.
I think Doyoung would be very pleased although initially I think he would want his shirt back. But eventually he would warm up to the idea be a bit playful I think and even tease you just a bit.
“Why are you wearing my shirt?” he asked you. “Because I don’t have anything else to wear” you replied. “I want my shirt back y/n” he said while a smile played on his lips. When you ignored him, he turned you around and pinned you to the wall. “You can wear it today but why cant you just wear them everyday?” he said dropping the serious face. You slapped his arm playfully because he scared you. “Fine. Don’t blame me when you don’t see you shirts eve again” you winked at him and left. “You can have it all y/n” he yelled as you left.
He is another one I can see loving the concept of his partner wearing his shirt. For some reason I just imagine him being very playful (more than normal) with you because that would be his way of expressing his happiness on seeing you wearing his shirt.
“Excuse me, does your boyfriend know that you are wearing his shirt?” Ten asked you teasingly. “ He doesn’t need to know shh” you played along. “He wants to tell you that you absolutely amazing in his shirt and that he wants you to keep it and wear it everyday” he smiled cheekily. “Do you?” you asked him, putting an end to the little roleplay, “I absolutely love how gorgeous my gf/bf looks in my shirt” he replied. “Dont you think its fair that I get something in return for letting you wear my shirt?” he questioned. He silently pointed to his lips asking for a kiss in return. “How about every time you wear my shirt I get a kiss” he wiggled his eyebrows earning a light slap to his chest.
I think he would just start blushing when he saw you in one of his shirts. But mostly I think he would be torn between appreciating you in his shirt and wanting it back. he might just be a bit salty (tiny bit) about it too.
Yuta had been staring at you since you had worn of his shirts to sleep in. “Okay! I am sorry for wearing your stupid shirt” you told him. “YAH! That is my favorite shirt y/n. Dont call it stupid.” “Fine then you are stupid” you replied. He sighed. “You are killing me y/n. I want that shirt back BUT, it looks gorgeous on you” he put his head down, giving up (extra as always). You kind of felt bad for him so you went up to him and put you arms around his shoulder and hugged him. “Aw baby I am sorry. Do you still want it back. I can wear another one” He looked up at you and pinched your cheeks. “Y/n you are too cute. Come here” he opened his arms inviting you in for a hug.
There you go anon. It was tons of fun to write this, so thank you for requesting. Also if gifs dont show or something let me know I will try fixing it. Have a lovely day ahead everyone :D
When I first joined the fandom I can never understand why kidlock au always involves John being the same age as Sherlock? Like maybe it’s just me but I really love their age difference and it’s even more obvious when they’re still kids. Like imagine Sherlock at age 5 and he’s in kindergarten and John is maybe 10 and he’s babysitting for Sherlock and Sherlock is silently reading a book so John thought he’ll just do homework while waiting but then later notices lil Sherlock is beside him and looking at his homework and pointing to John’s answers and saying “that’s wrong, I can teach you though. My mom’s a mathematician and she taught me lots of things” and John just stares in awe at this tiny lil human who still has that chubby baby cheeks offering to teach him 5th grade Maths. John knew at that point that Sherlock was no ordinary kid. But later when Sherlock wanted tea, he asked John to make it for him so John asks “you can do difficult math questions but you can’t make tea?” And Sherlock’s answer is “I understand the technical steps to making tea but….. I can’t reach the cups” and he looks away shyly as if embarrassed by his short height compared to John. And John just finds it adorable that Sherlock might be a genius but he’s still a kid in the end
Summary:I’ll fucking digest you, one kiss at a time
Author’s Note: As a commemoration to our Peachy turning 23 I thought we can all indulge in a little filth! This actually almost drove me insane because Jaebum kept distracting me but it is finally done! Hope you have fun reading<3
Warning: Okay, so there is all sorts of filth in there including dirty talk, a little thigh riding, toys, denial, the works of it. You’ve been warned.
Prompt: #83 - “You better have a reason for waking me up at the crack of dawn.” and#84 “I had a nightmare about you, and I wanted to make sure you were alright.”
Warnings: Not really, this is literally 150% fluff ???
A/N: I was supposed to be writing Zach angst but I can’t help myself when it comes to Jack fluff oops?
Having a boyfriend in a band, that was becoming more successful by the minute had its downsides, like having to sleep alone while he was on tour after being so used to cuddling into his side. Sure, you could smell his scent on his clothes that you stole or his pillow that you hugged when you missed him a little too much but nothing compared to Jack’s physical presence.
Nothing compared to his hugs, his hair tickling your skin when he nuzzled his face into your neck, getting to wake up next to him or the butterflies you felt when he stared into your eyes.
What was particularly distressing, was waking up covered in sweat because you had the worst possible nightmare you could ever imagine.
It was Jack. You heard his screams piercing your ears at an agonizing pitch, but it was too dark. Everywhere you looked was clouded in darkness and grey smoke. You could smell fire and then you heard the sirens. They were getting louder by the second, making your panic worsen. You spun around once more, hoping for some answers when you saw him.
Lying on the road, his body completely lifeless. His screams had stopped but you wished they hadn’t because then he’d still be alive. Your legs drag you forward, despite the fact that you felt numb and they kept moving until you reached him. There was blood surrounding him, his face covered in cuts. You dropped to your knees, screaming with everything you had. Why did he have to leave you?
You sat there in his bed, clutching his hoodie you slept in close to your face. His scent always calmed you down but not now. It was just a nightmare wasn’t it? Jack’s on a tour bus somewhere, he’s sleeping peacefully before he wakes up to perform to his fans again. Everything was okay, but no part of your thinking was rational. You had to know he was okay, to hear his voice.
In a rush, you grabbed your phone from the bedside table and clicked your boyfriend’s contact name on Facetime. With every second it took him to answer your heartbeat sped up.
“Babe?” There he was, his eyes barely open due to not being fully awake. His freckles lit up by his phone screen in his dark bunk, fluffy curls all over the place.
That one word was all you needed but the tears had already formed in your eyes, you simply couldn’t help yourself. You loved this boy with your entire being and you couldn’t bear to ever lose him.
“You know I love you but you better have a reason for waking me up at the crack of dawn.” His voice was raspy and slightly muffled by his bed sheets. He finally opened his eyes and his whole demeanour changed in an instant. “Wait, baby, you’re crying. What’s wrong?”
“I had a nightmare about you, and I wanted to make sure you were alright.” You took a deep breath, trying your best to talk without hiccuping from your tears. “I-I had to Jack. I need you to always be okay.”
Jack rubbed his eye with the hand that wasn’t holding a death grip on his phone. He was sitting up in his bunk now, his chest was half covered by the sheets but you could see his bare shoulders.
“Please stop crying baby girl, I’m here, I’m okay and so are you.” He sighed. “Do you want to tell me what happened in your nightmare?”
You told him everything from hearing him scream, the darkness that surrounded you both, the sirens, finding him dead in a pool of blood and even waking up drenched in sweat and fear. He listened to you intently, his heart breaking for you with every word you spoke.
“I love you so much Jack, I can’t explain how seeing you like that felt. Even if it was only a dream.” You screwed your eyes shut in an attempt to block out the awful image that was still fresh in your mind.
“Shh, baby. We’re alright now.” Jack cooed, his voice soothing you almost immediately. “And I’ll be home soon, just turn the TV on and distract yourself for an hour or two.”
You sat upright, your head tilted in confusion. “What do you mean? Don’t you guys have more shows?”
Jack laughed that adorable half-laugh he often does, “Did you lose track of the days baby? We just did the second last show, and then we play LA in two days.”
A grin broke out onto your face, you’d have him in your arms soon and you wouldn’t be letting go for a good while. “Now I’m gonna cry for a different reason.”
“You’re too beautiful to cry, I love you.” He spoke matter of factly like it was the most obvious statement in the world “I have to go but I promise I’ll be there soon, you don’t need to worry okay?”
You exchanged several variations of ‘goodbye’ and ‘I love you’ before he finally hung up and you snuggled back into his bed, watching reruns of your favorite show.
The warmth of both his bed and his clothes made you tired, you tried to fight it but sleep eventually washed over you once again.
You don’t remember exactly when you fell asleep but when you opened your eyes again later that day, you felt Jack’s arms tightly around your waist and his chest against your back.
“Hi, baby.” Jack giggled into your shoulder.
You turned around in his arms and started to trace his freckles with your finger. “Hey, my love.”
Jack removed a hand from your waist and placed it on the side of your face, rubbing circles on your cheek.
“I missed you so much.” He sighed, as a tired smile graced his lips.
“Believe me when I say I missed you more, Jack.” You smiled back at him before grabbing his face and kissing him for the first time in a month.
He was finally home and so were you because home was wherever he was.
summary: cedric is extremely cute to wake up to the morning after your wedding
Okay so can I just say that cedric one u wrote was PERFECTTT? <3 and that if u wanted to write a sweet fluffy fic about the morning after their wedding I don’t think anyone would stop u? :P cedric is just so dreamy lol! I’m rly looking forward to the rest of ur writing!
warnings: none (possibly some swearing)
pairing: cedric x reader
a/n: you don’t have to read the part before this in order for this short to make sense, but if you’d like to check it out you can do that here.
also, again, i’m sorry for how long this took. my school always enjoys stressing everyone out before spring break soooo that’s been my life for most of this week. but i only have four days left so that’s great- requests should be posted soon for those of you that are waiting :) (they’re also open if you’re interested lol)
You roll over, expecting to be met with soft bed, but thumping to the floor instead. You’re eyes fly open, letting out a groan, and attempting to stand up, but being too tangled in the blankets to do so.
“Y/N?” Cedric’s head peaks over the side of the bed, looking concerned. His mouth twitches when he takes you in, and you hold eye contact for a few beats, until he can’t hold it in any longer and bursts into laughter. He rolls onto his back from laughing so hard, which makes you roll your eyes, a small blush taking over your face.
You struggle your way out of the blankets, picking up his shirt from the floor and sliding it over your head before joining him in bed. “Thanks for your help, Ced.” you grumble, still slightly dazed from your sudden wake up.
“Aw baby, I’m sorry.” he pulls you towards him so that you’re cradled to his chest. “Are you hurt?”
“My pride is,” you huff playfully, furrowing deeper into him, as he presses a kiss to your forehead.
“I was going to try to wake up earlier than you- you know, make breakfast and other husbandly things, but it looks like the floor beat me to it.” he informs you, his eyes glinting playfully at you. “But… I suppose I could kiss it better.”
You giggle as he peppers your face with kisses, pushing his face away so you can look at him. He leans into your hand, and the sunlight streaming through the window makes his eyes look gorgeous. You lean up to peck his lips, before dropping back down to the bed. “You know, I definitely wouldn’t mind breakfast and other husbandly things right about now… I mean, better late then never, right?”
He laughs, pecking your lips one more time before crawling out of bed. “I’ll get right on that, Mrs. Diggory.”
Your stomach flips as he grins at you. “I’ll be waiting, Mr. Diggory.”
sorry if this was short but aw. cedric is such an underrated character gah