baby you grown up so fast :(


Requested: no.

Warnings: none.

This is really different but I really like it. I’m proud of this one. Hope you enjoy it.

Originally posted by dreamilygloriousarcade

Would you believe me, if I said I went To the same church as Justin Bieber? I doubt it. People never did. But then again, who would?

But I do. And I have for a while now.

It’s not like we’ve talked or anything. In fact, I don’t think Justin even knows my name, but I still see him every week. So much that seeing him around isn’t even a shock anymore.

To me, he’s now just a normal person, attending church on a Sunday - who goes upon there normal day just like any one else would.

The church I attended was a private one. Very closed off and self kept. It was no wonder Justin came along.

At first, he would come along with his family. Sometimes alone. Basically just came to say grace, attend mass then leave. And it was like that for around a year, before I noticed someone else.

A girl who’s name I learnt to be Y/N. She was sweet from what I had seen. A religious girl who had good intentions. It surprised me to see her considering we usually don’t get a lot of new faces here.

She was friendly to everyone - including Justin. They looked like a couple of old friends who had grown up together and I actually think that’s what they were.

From what I had heard from my mother they have been best friends since as long as they could remember. And apparently Y/N’s normal Church closed down, so Justin invited her to join him at ours until she found a new parish.

But What was supposed to be a one time thing turned into a series of repetitive events, and after a month, she was considered a member of the church.

I honestly didn’t mind. It wasn’t like she was bothering me or anything and she was rather friendly. I liked her.

Months had passed and everyone in the church had begun to see a change in attitude around the two. It was as if they both a had a secret they were too afraid to tell each other but otherwise tried to act as if it wasn’t there.

But everyone else in the church had noticed. I remember my mother talking to Mrs smith one weekend after church about the two - they were saying how they ‘had seen this coming since the day Justin brought her to the church.’ Whatever that meant.

What did they see coming?

It wasn’t until weeks later I realised what they were talking about. One week at mass I watched them intensely, there was something about them that was just so interesting.

I may have been sitting a few seats behind them, but it was impossible to miss the way they were looking at each other when the other wasn’t. The love in there eyes.

That’s when I knew that they both had feelings for each other, they were just too afraid to admit it.

Time went by and nothing had changed. The problem about our church though is the church mothers love to gossip, and the kids love there media.

Apparently, some of the teen girls had seen on tmz some rumours that the two were dating, and they must have passed that message to there parents because it wasn’t long before the whole church was talking about it.

I didn’t believe it. I never believed anything the church mothers talked about. They’re always full of crap. But it came as a surprise the next Sunday when justin and Y/N walked in, smiling at each other with so much love, hand in hand.

Honestly, I was glad. It was about time. If I’m being honest, I think they looked cute together.

They were touchy throughout mass. Rubbing each other backs, winding their fingers through each other’s and even giving each other short, small pecks throughout.

It was honestly adorable.

And of course the church talked. No one in this place can keep there mouths shut but I didn’t mind talking about them. They were fascinating to me. And no one was saying anything bad.

A couple months had gone by and nothing had changed. They still had the same amount of love and passion in there eyes for each other. Sometimes they would show up looking a little pissed and avoided each other, but the next week they’d come back as if nothing had happened.

Just like a normal couple.

Justin continued making music and I even heard that Y/N got into modelling. Good for her, she had the body for it.

But that got the church talking once again. I think the girls were jealous honestly since from then on out people began throwing crap Y/N’s way. But after a while it passed.

Years had gone by and i think they were around 23 now. I know because Justin was exactly 6 years older then me. And I had just turned 17.

They still attended church, still sat in the same seats and shared the same love but one thing was different. Not only did they seem a lot more happy, but something in particular seemed to stand out.

Of course, this had the Parrish gossiping like crazy. Especially once they caught the size of the 27 carat diamond engagement ring wrapped around Y/N’s slender finger.

From that day on, the church began looking at her differently which was really uncalled for and rude. She had done nothing wrong and minded her own business - not disturbing anyone. But the Parrish saw her as spoiled and a gold digger.

Which didn’t make sense. It wasn’t like she askedfor the ring. It was Justin’s idea to propose. And they were a beautiful couple. Not just by looks but by personality as well.

Yet the couple went unphased. And a couple months later they both sported another ring each. Both just a simple wedding band.

Of course I didn’t attend the wedding personally but I heard they got married in the Parrish church. And the photos that flooded the internet only proved that theory.

Everything about the two was perfect. And they continued to attend mass together like a normal couple would.

All until a few weeks later. When Y/N walked in looking tired and saddened. Alone.

No Justin. And it was like that for a little while. She was alone.

I couldn’t believe it and apparently neither could the Parrish. They talked like crazy, some saying that they saw it coming and knew they wouldn’t last but others in as much shock as I was.

I couldn’t believe that they had broke up. They were so happy. I just couldnt figure out what went wrong.

But if you think that was a surprise, then you had to see how much more surprised we were to realise a couple months later, that Y/N’s stomach had grown.

No not fat. But Baby weight.

She was pregnant.

I couldn’t believe it. I felt so sympathetic for Justin. And the church couldn’t either. The news and rumours spread so fast after that and I even remember the day I heard it.

It was from Mrs Banks, the young housewife with the twin girls. Her daughters where bitches.but I remember my mother talking to her, and the way the news slipped Mrs banks lips, as if she was talking about a convict in prison. So much disgust.

‘She cheated on him.’

She said.

'she got pregnant with the other mans baby and poor Justin couldn’t take the heartbreak - left the sorry women just like she deserved.’

I was dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe such a sweet women could do such a terrible thing. Or maybe she wasn’t as sweet as i thought.

I avoided her for a long while after that. She tried being friendly, tried to say hello or throw a smile at me but I kept my distance. I was surprised father Gabriel hadn’t kicked her out.

A few more weeks went by, her stomach grew and so did the gossip and rumours. But suddenly, a month or two later, something happened. Something so small, yet it caused the whole church to shut there mouths.

Justin showed up one day. Not alone. Not with family. But with Y/N. Smiling.

He was walking behind her, with one hand on her swelling stomach and the other clutching her hand which also rest on her stomach. He guided her down the isle and into there usual seats, cuddling next to her.

Like nothing had happened.

Every pair of eyes where on them. Even father Gabriel’s.

Everyone was confused. Why had Justin gotten back with her? After what she did. I would never have forgiven her.

But it wasn’t long for word to get around. The truth. A girl who was a fan of Justin had actually asked him.

I don’t know how. I would have been so embarrassed. Thats such an invasion of privacy, yet she did it and I’m honestly glad she did.

Y/N never cheated. And the baby was Justin’s! The reason she showed up alone was because Justin had been on tour and everyone had overreacted.

I told you the woman were full of crap.

Anyways, months passed and Y/N’s stomach continued to grow. Swelling with life and beauty. Justin and herself looked so happy. And every time they walked in, I couldn’t help but notice how Justin clutched her stomach. It was so beautiful.

Everything was normal until one day, they both just stopped showing up.

It disappointed me. I really enjoyed watching the two from a distance, examining there lives. I wondered where they went. And hoped they would come back to the Parrish.

But they didn’t. Not the next week, or the week after that. Not even the week after that. They were both MIA.

I was convinced they had found a new Parrish. One with less crap and gossip. I wouldn’t blame them.

But that wasn’t the case, and we all found that out when they finally one Sunday, showed up again. This time, Y/N was not pregnant.

And Justin seemed a lot happier. So did Y/N but she also seemed tired. Not sad though. It was like a happy tired.

It was pretty obvious what had happened but I was still shocked when Justin’s body came into full view.

In his hands, he held a beautiful baby girl, dressed in a pink dress with a white flower band on her hair.

The girl was stunning. She had a full head of hair which was obviously inherited from her mothers thick dark brown hair, but was a dirty blonde like her father. Long thick eyelashes supported her eyes and a cute button nose sat on her face.

She was really small. But I think she was actually premature by a couple of weeks. So it made sense that the two weren’t at church for the last few weeks. They were busy looking after there new born baby girl.

And although Y/N brought a pram along with her, Justin didn’t put his little girl down. It was obvious he was proud of his little beauty. I would be too. She was really cute.

And well behaved. I hadn’t heard her cry all mass. There was a few times when the baby girl would stir, become a little restless but all Justin would need to do was say “shh it’s alright” and she would settle.

It truly was adorable.

And it wasn’t until Justin wrapped his arm around his wife, as Y/N placed a hand on her daughters leg and another around Justin’s torso that I truly realised.

This family was unbreakable.

  • Sasuke&Sakura: *came back with Sarada after the travels and are welcomed at the Konoha gate by Naruto and Kakashi*
  • Naruto: Hey Kakashi-Sensei! Why are you so quiet? Is it not wonderful, that the teme and Sakura-chan are finally back ttebayo? And they both said, that I will be the godfather of Sarada-chan.
  • Sasuke: Shut up, usuratonkachi.
  • Kakashi: Yeah. I am very very proud of you. Sasuke.....Sakura...
  • Kakashi in his mind: My OTP has a family! My work here is done. My heart. They are married and little babies. They have grown so fast. They are really married. And little Sarada is beautiful. But....they did the do AND I WASN'T THERE!!!

paperflwer  asked:

every time you announce a "new" (that is not exactly new bc we already know them, but you know what i mean) WDDM character i freak out and then, when the new chapter is out (in the mean time i forgot about the new baby in the fanfic) i literally freak out even harder like OML HEY BABY IM PROUD OF YOU LOOK HOW YOU GREW UP SO FAST AWNNNNNN

Originally posted by lisaamd

Awww, yay!  And next chapter you get to meet Nath all grown up too!!  ;)

Justin As A Dad -Requested Twice (Blurb)

So you and Justin have 4 kids together, you have a 6 month old baby girl Lucy, a 4 year old named Hannah, Chase who’s 7 and your oldest girl Bella who’s 15. Justin is the most amazing dad and you are so so happy to have him as your husband. - ||||So he would always sing lullabies to baby Lucy and at night when she wakes he would be like “it’s ok babe I got her” and he’d go into her nursery and you’d find him on the rocking chair with her sleeping soundly in her daddy’s arms in no time. Lucy is a total daddy’s girl and she’s only 6 months! Whenever she tries to talk she keeps saying “da da”, it’s the cutest thing ever and Justin loves to video her and brag on snapchat about she hasn’t said mama yet!😌 - ||||| Hannah is just over toddler stage and has just started pre school, neither you or Justin could believe how fast she’d grown and got super emotional on the day, all he kept saying was “my baby girl you’re growing up so quick”. Hannah loves going to the studio with J and he always lets her record her own little singing voice! And then she would come home to you and be like “mommy look at the song me and daddy made” while Justin would smile , “babe you gotta hear it”. Hannah also gets a long super well with Jaxon as they are closer ages ,so whenever you guys go to his parents house they go crazy together! - ||||Chase and Justin have such a special relationship as he’s the only boy! They are never not playing sport together, Justin has taught him how to play hockey, basketball, soccer you name it! Justin would also always take him to the basketball games and Chase goes crazy when he gets to meet the players! Justin is always teaching chase to protect his 3 sisters and how to respect girls in general, you would always find this so sweet as you knew how amazingly Justin has treated you as a wife! - ||||And last but certainly not least “the baby” as you both call her even though she’s the oldest , 15! So as you can imagine she’s always coming to you , stealing all your clothes and shoes and makeup! She’s starting to go to parties and date guys and while you don’t mind this , Justin HATES IT! He hates to see his ‘little’ girl growing up and goes crazy at the mention of guys. You’d always have to reassure him that you guys started going out when you’s were 15! As he’s very overprotective but wants the best for her! Or even sometimes she’d be going out and he wouldn’t want her wearing something too short or revealing , typical dad right? She finds it so annoying yet you think it’s the cutest thing ever ! She’s at the stage where one day she could be arguing with us and another she’ll want a huge cuddle session with her mom and dad or her little siblings! Justin will say things to her like “you’ll always be my baby girl Bel” and she’ll be like “Daaddddd” - ||||Justin would always say to you how much of an “amazing mother” you are to the kids or how he doesn’t know how he got so lucky to have you not only as his wife but the mother of his kids too! 💗 - Awww I loved writing this hope you guys enjoy it lemme know if you did, this was requested twice so I fitted two into one!🙊

Originally posted by beliectionerimagines

too-many-fandoms666  asked:

Being Viktors younger sister and dating Yurio?

This was so fun to write !!!! Bringing out Viktor’s protective side is really fun to do. I tried my best to make this a gender-neutral reader, but it just didn’t flow very well. I stuck to the request and used female pronouns, but feel free to change the pronouns in your head. Thank you for the request, hun :3

Viktor wipes the contents of his beverage off of his chin, ignoring the feeling of it starting to soak into his shirt. “You want to what my sister?” Viktor asks a bit harshly. He doesn’t actually need clarification; he had heard Yurio perfectly, but wished he didn’t.

“Date her, Viktor. I want to date your sister,” the blond repeats, biting his lip nervously. Normally he wouldn’t let his cool and edgy stature falter, but there’s too much at stake to not be nervous; he can’t seem to stop fidgeting with his hair and biting his lip and crossing and uncrossing his legs. He can’t stop himself from glancing around at the other skaters at the banquet around them, hoping they don’t see the vulnerability he’s displaying.

You’ve been going on dates here and there with Yurio, and you both genuinely like each other. He’s never enjoyed anyone’s company like yours before, and it didn’t take long for him to start falling for you. He hates sneaking around behind Viktor’s back, but he knows how protective he is over you. And Yuri figured that after Viktor had a few glasses of champagne, he’d be loosened up enough and wouldn’t be able to say no to the request. So, he asked. Viktor’s response wasn’t awful, but he did spit his drink out all over himself and the floor.

“Yurio, I think—“

“Vitya!” you voice interrupts Viktor before he can continue. You come up behind Viktor and give him a hug around the waist, and Viktor smiles at how adorable you are. Viktor spins you around so you’re next to him and puts a protective arm around you. “Come dance with me!” you plead excitedly. Viktor feels his heart flutter at the sight of you; his baby sister has grown so much so fast. He wants to protect you so badly.

“In a moment, krasavitsa. Yuri and I are talking,” he responds coolly, making sure you don’t catch on to the situation.

You move from Viktor’s side and wrap your arms around Yuri’s neck, giving him a quick peck to the cheek. A blush dusts Yuri’s cheeks while you stay glued to his side. You can’t seem to stop smiling while at the blond’s side, and your dearest brother doesn’t miss any of it.

“You really like him, don’t you?” Viktor chuckles, earning your attention. He wears a soft smile; it almost looks sad. You nod with an even bigger smile, and Viktor sighs, the smile disappearing. “Come here then, my (Y/N).” Viktor opens his arms, and you gratefully move into his arms for a warm hug.

Yuri clears his throat, earning Viktor’s attention with a glance over your shoulder. Viktor knows it’s time to make a decision.

“I guess it can’t be helped, then,” Viktor sighs, releasing you from the hug. He holds your shoulders and takes in your face. The baby sister he practically raised himself has grown up, but it’s time to let another important man into her life. He gives a tender kiss to your forehead and ushers you to Yuri’s side, a confused look on your face the whole time.

“What’s going on?” you ask, looking between both of the boys.

“Yuri, you have my permission. I trust you’ll take good care of my zvyozdochka,” Viktor says, smiling but looking sad. He can’t stand the thought of you being hurt, but he knows it’s not right to deny you happiness; it’s obvious that Yurio makes you very happy. He begins walking away to join Yuuri from Japan, but he stops at Yuri’s side and leads down to whisper in his ear, “and if you hurt her, there will be consequences!” Viktor stands back up straight with a chipper smile and bids you and Yuri goodbye before leaving.

You giggle at the blush that cover’s your boyfriend’s entire face and wrap your arms around him once again. Yuri puts his arm around you and breathes a sigh of relief. Finally, he’s got the girl of his dreams, and he can call her his own.

kevinsnuffcarcas  asked:

Simmons gives birth to Fitz's child and he goes absolutely nuts? For the headcanon thing

Hey there! Thank you for the ask! I saved the best for last, and unfortunately, that meant you had to wait a long time. Also, I am still the worst. Here we go!

  • The thing about Fitz is that he always wanted to be a dad, but he never really had one around to show him how to be one
  • I mean he definitely knows what NOT to do
  • But he’s out of that loop, you know? He’s grown up and he’s a good person and Jemma wouldn’t have married him if she didn’t believe in him
  • And they’ve spent a whole nine month reading parenting books and going to classes
  • Really, he’s ready
  • But let me tell you, when he’s actually holding that baby in his arms?
  • A baby that looks up at him with eyes he’s only seen in a mirror
  • He loses it
  • He has never fallen in love so fast and he’s not sure what to do with himself
  • He’s supposed to support the head, right? Is there such a thing as too much support?
  • He doesn’t remember. Everything he’s learned goes right out the window
  • He’s happier than he’s every been except for the sheer panic
  • And Jemma’s no help, over there at the hospital bed, looking over at them with doting eyes
  • Doesn’t she realize that he is IN CRISIS??
  • But a nurse appears
  • And this guy has been in the same boat before
  • He calms Fitz down
  • Reminds him of everything Fitz is supposed to do
  • And keeps guiding him until the baby is fast asleep and they can return her to her mother
  • Jemma has never looked more beautiful than she does with their baby in her arms
  • And Fitz has never felt more lucky in his life
  • (Though he doesn’t calm down for a good 18-25 years)

anonymous asked:

Olá! I really love your art and your blog, it's so cute and aaaaaa SO CUTEE. I'm from Brasil so it hurts right in the kokoro see that Brasil isn't in the anime yet ;-; So can i ask you to drawn Luciano (Brasil fan-design) and Portugal? And ask Port what he felt when Luci gain his independence from him. (sorry for my bad english...;-;)

Port: “for his independence…. I had to let it go some time, so I did. (my baby boy has grown up so fast.) ;-;”

Simsrena: the new addition...

So here we are, enjoying some down time together. Just us girls. I mean its Easter and even doctors get time off every now and again right? Well Bernie and Serena do because I rule in this town and I made it so! 

Originally posted by shinigamitom

Whoa… I think the power might be going to my head…

Originally posted by idlestrology

Deep breaths Rex… back to the post. What was I writing about? 

Oh yeah!! Simsrena. Aren’t they adorable? Bernie quite literally looks like she’s swallowed a bowling ball. I mean look at that belly! It’s pretty cute though that at every opportunity Serena touches her belly and talks to the baby… can we just take a moment together to appreciate this…

Originally posted by gameraboy

So just like in real life, when we were all halfway through eating ice cream (or a Nobbly Bobbly ice cream if you’re me - yeah I haven’t grown up! So what?), the baby decided it was the perfect opportunity to make an appearance. 


So obviously I freaked out (and gave myself brain-freeze from eating my Nobbly Bobbly too fast in my panic. Thanks Bern!) and I was really relying on Serena, seeing as though she’s a doctor, to keep her shit together long enough to be of some use to me…


Instead she just jumped from foot to foot and made that face ^^^


Originally posted by collegiatefigureskater

When we finally managed to get Bernie to the hospital, the doctor, who was far too happy if you ask me, brought Bernie and Serena onto the ward. 

Let me tell you, having a baby in the Sims is terrifying! And once again Serena freaked out - so enjoy her freaking out and extremely deep voice… yeah I have no idea why she’s suddenly sounding like a man…

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

Wasn’t that disturbing? 

Anyway… the whole point of this post was to say…

Say hello to Cameron Campbell-Wolfe!

Our little family has grown by one :)

Originally posted by wtfxfileshd

When bangtan sees V on Hwarang


Rap-monster: *slaps taehyung’s back* AYE THATS MY SON


Suga: *nods in approval*

Jin: *sobbing* My baBY HaS grOWn UP sO faST

Jimin: *screeches*

V: for fucks sake are you guys going to do that every time

Sing To Me (Soulmate!Ashton)

Hey guys! Hope you like this new Ashton imagine. The only name that’s an insert is the main character because in a story this long it’s a hassle. If you have any questions let me know! And to address the elephant in the room, the reason the age gap is the way it is is because I wanted it to kind of be Ashton sort of going through different stages with her like first he’s a best friend, then he’s a big brother that sort of thing. I wanted them to have like a spectrum of relationships before they actually dated. Plus, that first scene with him is adorable.

This imagine is strictly feel-good. There is no great problem to address. I just wanted to write something more fun and cutesy for once. Also, this is only part one, and it’s 10.9k words.
Soulmate AU in which you’re born with a timer, blah blah blah, you know how it goes.

“This can’t be right.”

“What?” The woman in the hospital bed struggled against her drowsy state and tried to push herself up into a sitting position. She was tired and wanted nothing more than to sleep, but if something was wrong with her baby she wanted to know now.

“Her clock, Miss.” The doctor looked up at her, confused beyond belief, and the woman looked at her baby in his arms with absolute panic.

“What? What’s wrong with it?” She tried to push herself up further, but a nurse off to the side rushed forward and held her back on the bed.

“Well it’s… It’s 04:06:27:19… only four days from now, Miss.”

The woman didn’t know if she should be elated, worried, or depressed. The doctor certainly seemed confused which was reason enough to be worried, and if something was truly wrong with her clock being that short then that would definitely be depressing. On the other hand, if it was right, if her daughter was meeting her soulmate in a matter of days that would be so exciting.

The woman chose to focus on the excitement, that seemed best. “My daughter’s going to meet her soulmate before she’s even a year old?! That’s… That’s so exciting!" 

Over the course of the next two days in the hospital a steady stream of hospital employees and visitors to other patients dropped in on the woman and her child. Having a child who met their soulmate in the first few years of their life was incredibly rare, and having a child who met their soulmate in the first few days was unheard of. Everyone was ‘ooing’ and 'awing’ over the tiny numbers printed on the little girls wrist.

"What did you name her dear?” Currently the little girl was being held in the lap of an elderly woman in a wheelchair who was in the hospital with her husband who had just had surgery. The older woman had come to visit the new mom and her baby several times over the last two days while her husband slept. She had imparted so much wisdom on the new mother that she would be forever greatful for.

The new mom bit her lip nervously and thought for a moment. She had had the baby early, and with the number of complications she had had during labor none of the doctors had wanted to rush her to fill out a birth certificate just yet. To be fair, with all the people dropping in on her she hadn’t really given a name much thought. She had a few picked out before she came, but none of them really seemed to fit the delicate bundle of joy.

The woman squinted her eyes at the guest tag pinned to the older woman’s shirt with her name printed in big bold letters and smiled. “(Y/n).”


It was only a few hours later, after the birth certificate was filled out and all of the release forms were signed, that a hospital nurse wheeled the woman down to a cab that was waiting for her out front. As she was loaded into the car, the woman looked down at her daughter’s wrist again, partially hidden in the pink blanket they had wrapped around the girl. 01:19:46:17.

She smiled as she watched the seconds tick away as the cab driver pulled off. It was so close!

Her mind jolted out of it’s haze when her phone started beeping. “Hello?” She answered.

“Sarah! Hey,” The woman, Sarah, was greeted over the phone by her best friend from school.

“Hi Anne, I just got discharged; we’re on our way back to the house now!” Sarah looked down at her daughter as she said 'we’ and smiled. She was so beyond happy now that she finally had her baby girl in her arms again. She wasn’t alone anymore. All the aches and pains had paid off, and she was finally holding the most important person in her life. “I’ll see you soon, right?”

“Of course, we’re gonna drive up to your house on Friday. I can’t wait to see my goddaughter!” Anne gushed over the phone. Anne had been just as excited for Sarah’s new baby as Sarah was herself. They had been friends for ages; it was a safe assumption Anne would be deeply involved in the girl’s life.

“Great! I can’t wait to see you!” Sarah hung up soon after, seeing that they were turning onto her street. She decided it best not to tell Anne about her daughter’s clock. God only knows how she would react to a thing like that.


Sarah sighed heavily and straightened up the pillows on her couch nervously. She hadn’t seen her best friend in about 6 months, and she was very nervous about impressing her.

Last time Anne had seen her she’d been a wreck. Her boyfriend had just found out she was pregnant and left her sad and alone; her parents had abandonded her for getting pregnant with a man who wasn’t her soulmate; she’d been fired from her work due to cutbacks; and the counter on her arm still had over a decade left on it.

Sarah had improved a lot since then, and she just wanted to prove it, not because Anne would judge but because she would worry. She had a new job; she’d gotten over her ex; she had her daughter now.

A knock on the door stopped Sarah’s situating, and she bit her lip in nerves and excitement. Straightening her shirt quickly, Sarah rushed over to the door and threw it wide open with a smile. “Anne!” She gushed and pulled her old friend into a hug.

Anne hugged the woman tightly for a moment before she pulled back and examined her carefully. It had been a while since she’d seen Sarah, and she couldn’t help but worry. “You look good,” Anne smiled widely as her friend let out a sigh of relief. “I think that baby is doing good things for you already. You seem a lot calmer.”

Sarah could feel the tension easing out of her body, and a smile spread itself across her face. “I feel a lot calmer to be honest. I think you’re right. Now that I can actually hold her in my arms I’m a lot more relaxed.”

“Momma! Momma!” The women’s attention was drawn away from their conversation to the little boy clutching to the side of Anne’s pants. “Momma I need to use the potty!” The little boy practically cried out.

Sarah smiled down at the boy who she recognized immediately, despite not having seen him in six months. He’d grown a little since the last time she’d seen him, but he still had all the same facial features, making him very easy to distinguish.

“Ashton, maybe if you ask nicely your Aunt Sarah will let you use hers.” Anne spoke softly to the boy, a little smile on her face as she pulled his hand from her pants, directing him toward the woman in the doorway.

“Aunt Sarah, can I please use your potty?” Ashton said, rocking back and forth between his feet, looking absolutely desperate for relief.

Sarah let out a quiet chuckle and stepped to the side, pointing him down the hall. “Second door on your right, little man.”

Ashton rushed passed her into the house and down the hall while the two women laughed to themselves in his wake. “He’s grown up so fast,” Anne gushed, stepping into the house as well and following Sarah as she showed her down the hall to the baby’s room.

“I feel like (Y/n) has grown up too fast for my liking as well… You know she was born with her clock?” Sarah spoke. She might as well tell Anne before she sees it for herself. That would be a shocking thing.

Anne smiled and shook her head, “Ashton still didn’t have his when I checked last. I’m glad he was born without it though. I don’t want to think about my baby boy growing up so quickly.”

Sarah nodded, “I’m worried about her. Her clock only had a few days on it… She’s supposed to meet her soulmate today, actually.”

“What?” Anne’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor. That was a shockingly short counter, almost impossible to believe. “That poor baby.” They reached (Y/n)’s room, and Sarah opened the door, waving Anne on in as they continued their conversation. “That’s pretty soon to have a thing like that forced on a person. I mean the two of us aren’t even going to get to see ours for years!”

Sarah glanced over to the crib and saw that her baby was still asleep, so she led Anne over to a set of chairs in the corner. It had taken ages to get her to finally go to bed. She really didn’t want to have to try and get her back down for a nap again later. This could wait.

“I feel like she’s being pulled right out from under me almost.” Sarah gushed her feelings to Anne. “She’s not even able to walk, and she’ll already be tied down to one person. It’s a lot to ask, especially not knowing the rest of the details. I don’t know who she’ll turn out to be, what she’ll like, what she’ll hate. I don’t know if her soulmate will grow up to be a good man, or even a good woman for that matter. There are so many variables.”

Anne reached across to her friend with a sympathetic smile. “It’ll be all right. Soulmates are the one person in this world that we are really truly meant for. Whoever it is will grow to be the perfect person for your little (Y/n) and vice versa.”

“Momma,” Anne and Sarah jolted a little. The pair looked up and saw Ashton, climbed up on the side of (Y/n)’s crib and looking down at the baby inside. They hadn’t even heard him come in.

“Yes Ashton, honey?” Anne got up to go get Ashton off the side of the crib, and Sarah joined her on her feet with a sigh, prepared for (Y/n) to wake up waling, as usual, now that Ashton would have jostled her awake with his climbing.

“She’s so tiny.” Ashton whispered, staring down at the baby in the crib with what was almost a thoughtful expression. “She’s not gonna break is she?” There was a hint of worry in his voice that made Sarah’s step faulter slightly. “Was I ever that tiny?” Anne and Sarah came to a stop next to the crib and looked at Ashton with a mixture of shock and confusion. “She has really pretty eyes.”

Sarah looked down into the crib and saw that (Y/n) was, in fact, awake like she expected, but she wasn’t waling or crying or even pouting. The baby was just staring up at Ashton like he was the only person in the room that was worth her time.

“Ashton, when did you get that?” Anne picked her son up off the side of the crib and pulled back his sleeve, revealing his arm to the women’s gaze. There, printed across his wrist clear as day were two black zeros, a timer that had run up before Anne even saw it was there.

“A few days ago, but it wasn’t that. It had other numbers. They counted really fast though. I didn’t keep up.” The boy replied very nonchalantly.

Sarah’s eyes flashed from Ashton’s wrist to the baby in the crib. Leaning over she pulled up her daughter’s sleeve very gently and saw the same printing on the inside of her wrist as well. “No way,” she murmured, her eyes turning to look up at Anne’s shocked expression.

(Y/n) didn’t seem to like being jostled around like that, and her eyes tore away from Ashton for the first time since he entered the room. She let out a whimper followed by a sharp cry that made Ashton visisbly flinch in his mother’s grasp. “Momma, is she okay?”

“She’s fine sweety,” Anne reassured him, setting him back down beside (Y/n)’s crib as she finally came to terms with the thought. “Ashton, do you remember when Mommy explained soulmates to you?” Anne glanced up to make sure Sarah was all right with the situation, and she found her best friend shooting her a wide smile as she picked up the baby.

Ashton’s face fell into a very serious expression, or as serious as a boy who was still just shy of three years old could manage. “I remember.”

“Well, Ashton, the numbers on your arm were counting down to you meeting them. (Y/n) is your soulmate.” She waved a hand up to the baby now cradled in Sarah’s arms.

Ashton seemed to think on it for a minute before he decided, “Wow!” That made the two women laugh again, for some reason unknown to Ashton.

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anonymous asked:

Can you pretty please do what being Amber Liu's daughter would include please?

Baby- Toddler

  • All organic baby food
  • Dresses her daughter up like a princess
  • First Halloween costume being a llama
  • “Oh my you’re too cute”
  • Takes hundreds of photos
  • So many home videos
  • First word being “Mama”
  • “Amber that’s only her first word because you’ve been asking her to say that for 5 weeks straight” -Victoria
  • Cries when she has to let you go to Kindergarten
  • “My baby is so grown up”

Tween- Teen

  • Teaches you self defense
  • Chaperons almost all the field trips
  • “Mom please no”
  • “I want to spend time with you before you’re 18 and leave me”
  • Gives you you’re own credit card and refreshes your bank account monthly
  • The type to tell all the friends that are boys(or girls) that you are single and need someone
  • Will let you wear what you want as long as it doesn’t show off your boobs or ass
  • Open minded so you can trust her with anything


  • “You grew up too fast”
  • Is ready to cry at your college graduation
  • “Just remember I love you and if you need me don’t be afraid to call”
  • Calls you at least once a week

Overall she’d be a great mother and 100% supportive throughout her daughters whole life.

~Admin C

Baby of our Own... (BTS Jimin x Reader)

A/N: You and your husband, Jimin, are trying to have a baby. This imagine is about when you guys find out that you are going to have a baby and the journey of you being pregnant, going into labor, etc.

Word Count: 2,711

Warning: Fluffy fluff fluff

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madamehardy  asked:

I love you forever for "dubcake", just so you know. WS!Jade: Talk about Slick for a bit?


sure! let’s see. slick’s about full grown now, near as we can figure, which means wolf-demons mature fast! not quite as fast as regular wolves or dogs, but still up there. i’m hoping that doesn’t mean his lifespan will be similar, but it could be. :(

slick doesn’t know, because he was just a baby when he got taken, and it’s not like people are born knowing how long they can live. :0

um, what else. he and dave still fight a lot, but you can tell they’re both having fun. i think dave misses having his bro around to spar with, and play-fighting is instinctive for most predators! it’s good for pack-bonding and for sharpening hunting skills. they are super-cuties and like to play chase and tag and catch-the-birdie. :D

slick still doesn’t like people much, and he can get a bit territorial and possessive over me, but he knows when he needs to mind his manners. actually, it’s not very nice of me to say so, but sometimes it’s nice to have him around to do the snapping and growling. people can be really dumb!!


This series is honestly my aesthetic I love young!bts first up as usual is Kim Seokjin aka Jin aka the sweetest lil prince

  • The cutest lil munchkin
  • He’s pretty quiet and most people think he’s shy but he’s just a chill kid
  • He always comes in wearing the cutest outfits with his hair styled and a lil Mario lunchbox in his hands
  • He’s the kid with the most crayons but he’s also the kid that goes around and hands every single one of the other kids a crayon
  • Like “hey idk your name but here’s a purple crayon”
  • You two mutually befriend each other
  • You’d missed the first two weeks of school bc your family had been out of town so by the time you got there, everybody had already become best friends
  • It was your first day and you hadn’t talked to anyone all day and you’d sat down for lunch only to realize in the rush to get to school, you’d left your lunch at home
  • You sat alone on the steps wondering if you should tell one of your teachers but then a lil boy sat next to you
  • His voice was really soft and inviting and he asked why you were all the way over here instead of with the other kids
  • When you told him about everything that had happened, he’s just so sympathetic like “you do have a friend here, you have me”
  • He offers half of his lunch and that just sparks a friendship that would last a lifetime
  • He becomes your best friend pretty quickly after that
  • He always ends up splitting his lunch with you and you do the same with him bc you have the best cookies but his mom always makes him the best sandwiches so you decide to just share them
  • Fast forward to when you’re 8
  • He’s still glued to your side 25/8 except now he’s taller than you and he already has a good handful of his adult teeth grown in with another on the way and another baby tooth loose
  • You two kinda just chill together?? like you have other friends but Jin is your b e s t friend he’s the one you invite over for movie nights and sleepovers, he’s the one you whisper secrets to and he’s the only one you share your food with
  • You like going over to his house bc there’s always some sort of amazing food
  • It can be a dessert, a new recipe his mother is trying and needs opinions on, sometimes it’s leftovers from a restaurant
  • He tells you all about how he wants to be a singer when he grows up and you’re just like ight man go for it I’ll be by your side no matter what
  • And he’s honestly so touched when you say it like his lil 8 year old heart has no idea how to handle this
  • He ends up hugging you and is just like thnx but he just saves the memory and reminds himself to always make sure you know you have him by your side
  • Okay but sleepovers with young!Jin though
  • This kid breaks out all the snacks and just brings out all of his Mario games and is like lets do this
  • You two eat until you can’t fit another bite in and you play Mario together and he’s lecturing on the dos and don’t
  • “You don’t jump there Y/N” “No no n o you can’t attack them, stop trying you’re wasting your lives” “why are you running back and forth stOP”
  • You two always end up falling asleep curled into each other like he’s just got his head on your shoulder and his mother always comes in to cover you two and cleans everything up and he’s just mumbling in his sleep and wrapping around you
  • You wake up with an 8 year old basically laying across you and what was once super cute is now just Jin using you as a giant pillow
  • He l o v e s taking pictures with you
  • He’s always carrying around this lil Polaroid camera and is just snapping away like “this is Y/N and I walking around, that’s Y/N blowing a bubble, that’s me eating my sandwich, this is us sharing that sandwich”
  • Like the list is endless, he’d love to document all the things bc he knew one day he’d look back on them with a fond gaze
  • He’s the type to promise to marry you one day even though neither of you are even close to knowing what a crush is, let alone love
  • He gives you this lil plastic spider ring and is like “one day I’ll replace it with a real ring and then I’ll be your Mario, it’s settled”
  • You just nod along bc that doesn’t sound so bad
  • Spoiler alert, when you two grow up and actually fall in love, he gives you the same lil plastic ring (you had saved it in one of your memory boxes) and you’re kinda ??
  • But then he pulls out the real engagement ring and is just like “told you I’d replace it”
Walk in the Park

Originally posted by daesbulge

Having a child meant being prepared for any and every eventuality. Scraped knees, bumped foreheads, upset tummies, hungry tummies; there was always something that needed to be taken care of. Because of this, spontaneous trips were not in your wheelhouse. In fact, spontaneous trips terrified you.

For Daehyun, however, spontaneous trips were his favorite. He loved being able to take his family on a trip without worrying about each possible disastrous outcome. He knew that you were just being a good, responsible parent but sometimes a little spontaneity does the body (and the scrapbook full of childhood memories) good.

“It’s just a trip to the park to see the lights,” Daehyun reasoned as he wrapped his arms around your waist and held you against his chest. He’d already coaxed you into your coat, wrapped your scarf around your neck, and had been leading you to your boots. “It’s right down the street. If, God forbid, something happens then we can just walk back as quickly as possible. Everything will be completely fine,” he promised.

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Lust At First Sight

Rquest: Can you do a Gerard Way smut? Y/n’s best friend is getting married to Mikey and y/n meets Gerard and they hook up. 

y/b/f=your best friend (WARNING: Smut)

I had been to a few weddings before, but this is my first time being the Maid of Honor. My best friend, y/b/f, insisted on me being the Maid of Honor, even though I was a nervous wreck and had no clue what I was doing. Bridal showers, bachelorette party, decorations, invitations, being the emotional rock for the bride…there was a lot more to being the Maid of Honor than standing next to the bride. Now if I can just present my speech at the reception as well as I can do in the shower, i’m golden. I held the flash cards in my lap, rereading them over and over when I wasn’t suppose to be out socializing. The reception had just begun and the guest were still taking their time making their way from the golf course to the clubhouse. I heard the scraping of a chair and looked up. Standing in front of me was hands down the most gorgeous man i’v ever seen. He had shaggy firetruck red hair, shiny hazel eyes, and was in a tight fitting tux. He looked up from the tags placed on the table and met my gaze. He gave me a small smirk and extended his hand. “Hello, my name’s Gerard”

“Hi, my name’s y/n” I took his hand slowly,before I could let go he brought my palm to his lips. Damn it was way too hot in here. “Your Mikey’s brother, aren’t you?”

“Yep” He replied, slouching in his chair two down from mine. “What’s up with the assigned seating?”

“Y/b/f and Mikey were very picky on how they wanted the seating” I laughed, mentally noting he had the same reaction when y/b/f asked me to print out tags for each seat.

“Typical Mikey Way” Gerard muttered quietly, shaking his head. “Only my little bro would put my grandpa between me and a hot girl”. I fought hard to keep my face blush-free and keep a confident look. 

“Maybe if you showed up to the rehearsal you could’ve picked your seat” I sing-songed teasingly, making sure to keep eye contact. Gerard bit the inside of his cheek before giving me a lopsided grin.

“I like you y/n. Do you plan on dancing tonight?” I laughed lightly. Before I could respond, I noticed y/b/f’s parents walk through the door. I quickly stood up to go greet them, one of the duties of the Maid of Honor was to be a social butterfly and have fancy, dinner-party talk with as many guest as possible. 

“Well, it was great to finally meet the flaky Way brother, but now I have to go ‘entertain’ all of the bride’s snooty extended family”.

“See you at dinner, babe” Gerard sassed. His smirk was way too confident. I didn’t have time to even think of a good comeback before I heard ”Y/n, darling! How are you?” from across the room. I just gave him a flirtatious wink and fast walked over to the crowd filing in.

“Next, our Maid of Honor has a message for the bride and groom. Y/n?” Mrs. Way gestured towards me as I fumbled with my cards. She had just given a tearful speech about how fast her baby boy has grown up and shared a few touchy stories of Mikey’s childhood. I noted to punch y/b/f after she returned from her honeymoon for scheduling my speech after the super sentimental and proud mother-in-law. Now the expectations are high.

“Thank you for that lovely speech Donna” I gushed as I got up to the mic. I took a shaky breath before starting. “Y/b/f is my best friend. I’ve never met such a lovely girl who fell for so many wrong guys. I remember our freshman year in college, she was crushed over a bad breakup and I told her: fall for a bass player, not the lead singer. Of course, I meant figuratively, but a year later she falls head over heels for a guy who can actually play bass” The quest gave a small laugh and perked up, seeming a little grateful to take a break from some sappy speeches. “Now on to Mikey Way, the man with the sharpest jawline I’ve ever seen. I want to thank you for being, well, you. A patient, supportive, all-around great guy to y/b/f. I think I can speak for everyone when I say there is no one I would rather see y/b/f spend the rest of her life with. There’s an old Greek tale that humans use to have four legs and two heads, the gods were scared of their power and separated everyone, letting them wonder the world to find their other half. I’m proud to witness to halves be officially reunited tonight. To Mikey and y/b/f” I lifted up my wine glass in unison with crowd, smiley at the energetic cheers and quickly got off the podium to take my seat with the other bridesmaids.

“Thank you for all the lovely speeches everyone, now its time for dinner! Everyone look for your name on the plates. Thank you!” I made my way over to the dinner table, finding it hard to focus with friends and family coming up to me to praise me on my speech. After many forced smiles and enthusiastic “Thank you!”s, I finally wedged through the crowd and to found my name scribbled on my seat. I was also greeted by Gerard, who was leaning back on the chair right next to mine with a smug look. “What are you doing?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why are you sitting there?” His cocked an eyebrow as he lifted the small note card in between his fingers like a cigarette. The cursive letters spelled out: Gerard Way. He couldn’t hold his poker face for too long and the corner oh his mouth slowly began to arch up. “See? I’m just sitting in my assigned seat”.

“Your unbelievable” I smiled as I settled into my chair next to him.

“So y/n, how’s college going?” Y/b/f’s mother asked across the table. I quickly swallowed my chicken to respond. “It’s going really wE-” I gasped in surprise when I felt Gerard’s cold hand rest on my knee. “…well” I finished when my brain finished processing what happened. “Are you alright, dear?”

“Fine, food went down the wrong pipe” I laughed. I glanced over at Gerard, who was digging into his mashed potatoes, unfazed. It didn’t take long for him to begin gently gliding his hand up my leg. I squirmed as his fingers ghosted under the hem of my dress. His hand stopped suddenly at the hem of my underwear, pausing to rub small circles on my inner thigh. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding and sat up, hoping no one would drop their fork under the table anytime soon. “The hotel were staying at is very beautiful, what was it called again y/n? Grandiosae?”

“Grandiosee..” As soon as attention was drawn on me, Gerard pressed his palm against my center, causing my breath to hitch. I could see that signature smirk creep onto his face as he massaged the wet fabric. I gulped and looked up to meet the other table guest’s eyes. All of them looked at me like I was about to pass out. 

“Are you okay, y/n?” Y/b/f asked, clearly confused on why I was slurring my words like a drunk.

“mHm” I nodded, deciding not to trust voice when Gerard pushed his finger past my underwear. 

“Okay…you just seem a little distant”. She finished with a small laugh.

“Nonono, i’m good, just a little warm in here. What about the hotel?” My pitch increased as the red-head’s index finger dragged lazily across my slit. 

“Grandiose, huh? That sounds fancy” Gerard interjected casually.

I made a small grunting noise as his finger slipped inside. Thank god no one noticed. 

“It’s pretty fancy” Mikey agreed. “According to TripAdvisor, their breakfast meals are on point”. Gerard nodded, looking intrigued while he pumped his finger in and out. I leaned my head back, attempting to cover up a moan with a cough. When I his knuckle made contact with my clit, I jumped up, slightly whimpering at the loss of his fingers. 

“I’m not feeling to hot, I think i’m gonna sit outside for a minute, get some fresh air” I rambled out, fast-walking out the door before anyone could reply. I leaned my side against the wall next to the restroom doors, trying to catch my breath. I felt something soft graze the shell of my ear. 

“What’s wrong, babe?” Gerard’s voice was incredibly low, sending shivers down my spine. I whipped around and grabbed his the collar of his jacket. I firmly pressed my lips against his while dragging him into the single cell restroom. As soon as the lock clicked, his hands greedily clawed at the zipper of my dress. He pulled away from the kiss and attaching his lips on my collarbone. I moaned loudly.

“Gerard” I breathed out continuously as he licked his way lower and lower, stopping at my chest. Within seconds he skillfully unclasped my bra, tossing it off to the side. He teasingly began to plant butterfly kisses along the swell of my breast “Gerard, please” I begged. He looked up at me, his eyes fully dilated, almost black. His lips curved into a a wide grin before he lightly bit down on my nipple. I gave him a load moan, feeling myself get wetter and wetter by the second. He suddenly thrusted two fingers in me causing me to cry out loudly. 

“Fuck, your so hot. The way you come apart just from my touch” Gerard groaned as I gripped tightly onto his red locks. He suddenly pulled out his fingers and removed his lips, making my eyes shoot open to glare at him. “We only have so long until people begin to get suspicious. Can’t let anyone think the Maid of Honor is getting fucked by the groom’s brother right?” He said smugly, hands stroking my sides slowly.

“What a scandal” I laughed, moving the stray hair out of his face. He shoved his tongue back into my mouth without warning. I felt the cool surface of the tile walls, Gerard looming over. His tongue lapped hungrily against mine as he interlocked our hands, holding them above my head. 

“Do you have a condom?” He pulled away briefly to ask.

I shook my head “It’s okay, i’m on the pill”. With that he began to fiddle with his belt. The loud clunk of metal hitting tile rang out as he dropped his pants, revealing his painfully erect cock. My eyes widened at his length, making Gerard laugh at my reaction. His hands gripped my hips tightly as he lifted me up the, nestling himself in between my legs.

“Ready?” He asked. I nodded in response. He slowly inched himself into me, letting my adjust. We both moaned loudly at the contact. I squirmed against him as he pushed himself all the way in. “Are you okay?” His wild, dark eyes met mine and I simply groaned in response.

“Please move” I begged, my voice coming out in gasps. He pulled out halfway before slamming back into me.

“F-fuck, your so tight” Gerard groaned out, biting his plump lips. He soon built up a steady rhythm. The head of his shaft brushed past a bundle of nerves, causing me to moan his name loudly and claw at his back. He briefly pulled out to re-angle himself at my G-Spot before thrusting back in sharply. 

“Fuck, Gerard. I’m close” I choked out.

“Me too, baby. Cum for me y/n” He whispered into my ear. My legs clenched around his waist as I felt my stomach beginning to tighten. Shouting out Gerard’s name, my climax rocked through my body. Pleasure washed over me and I kissed his neck wildly.

“Shit y/n” Gerard groaned loudly as he hit his climax, spilling inside me. He rocked his hips smoothly, milking out all of his seed. He leaned his sweaty forehead against mine as he began to catch his breath. “That was fucking amazing”

A few minutes of rushing to get our clothes on and make sure we both don’t look like we just had sex in the restrooms, we made our way back into the reception. The lights dimmed as we walked in, everyone headed over to the dance floor. Gerard laughed loudly and turned to me. “May I have this dance?” He gave me a small bow and offered his hand. I couldn’t help but smile at him, the large goofy grin plastered on his face, warm,bright green eyes. I felt butterflies erupt at the way he rubbed his thumb against my palm. 

“Of course Gerard”


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-Admin Plum

Originally posted by fuckyeahmingyu

You slam your car door closed, walking into apartment building with heavy steps. The sky was a breathtaking shade of azure and sapphire and sun was warm against your exposed skin but you couldn’t find any joy in the pleasant weather. It contradicted with the storm brewing inside of you. You fidget with your hands, wiping away the sweat forming as you wait for the elevator to open. Your heavy breathing echoes inside the cold elevator and the struggle to circulate air into your lungs only gets harder when you reach the apartment door.

You knock rapidly. You didn’t need any more time to think to yourself. You had made up your mind before coming here and if you let yourself dwell on the situation any longer, you couldn’t guarantee your sanity.
You knock again, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips when you hear heavy footsteps getting louder. When the door opened you couldn’t help but stare.

He was always handsome in your eyes, but today he looked stunning.
His fitted suit accentuated his lean figure and his hair was slicked into that quiff that made you swoon. You always told him he looked best in a suit but now you regret it. His sharp eyes that radiated with warmth was like a stone falling into the deep pool of anxiety building inside of you. It rippled inside of you and an unsettling emotion raked over your body. His eyes sparkled with excitement at the sight of you and he latched onto your wrist, dragging you inside the apartment.

You drew your hand back instantly and you saw the flash of hurt in his eyes but reassured him that you just wanted to take your shoes off. It would have been difficult if you only had access to one hand. The way he brushed it off with ease upset you, but you had to reassure yourself that this is what you wanted.
“I can’t believe this is actually happening!” He squealed, stopping in his tracks when he let out a particularly loud sneeze. You shake your head when he turns to you, wide eyed and expectant. You reach into your purse, pulling out a tissue from your bag and handing it to him. He wipes his hand and his nose and you tug his hand, squeezing a drop of hand sanitiser in his palm.

It was like clockwork when this happened. Mingyu relied on you too much. Sometimes you felt like his mother and not his friend. Not that you minded, you liked to dote on him and he loved the attention he got from you. He flashed you a toothy grin, “Thanks.”

The apartment was empty, save for the few members who were present and looking drowsy as ever. Woozi greets you as he walks past, grumbling about the hyperactive tree who returned to skipping around the living room. A tired Wonwoo trails behind him, demanding Mingyu to stop before they get a complaint from their neighbours. Again.

You can tell Mingyu wants to do anything but follow Wonwoo’s orders but he stops in front of you anyway, spinning 360 degrees to show off his outfit.

“So, how do I look?” he asks.

You chuckle when Jeonghan, who is sitting beside you on the couch, kicks his butt as he spins.

“Ouch! No need to be jealous hyung,” Mingyu whines.

Jeonghan rolls his eyes and places his head on your lap. You run your hand through his hair, something you’ve grown accustomed to during your time getting to know the boys.

“Why would I be jealous of you? You’re a giant puppy. I’m a stud,” he replies, melting into your touch.

Mingyu makes a disgusted scowl, “I’m a visual tree and how many times have I told you not to sleep on Y/N’s lap? She’s my best friend not yours.”

“Don’t be such a kid Mingyu,” you roll your eyes and Jeonghan laughs at the pout forming on the tall teen’s face. But he does as he’s told and gets up off your lap.

“I’m going to get a drink,” he says turning to you, “Want anything?”

“No thanks.”

“Hyung, can you get me a cola?”

Jeonghan sticks his tongue out at Mingyu, “Get it yourself,” He says as he disappears from your sight.

Mingyu lets out a disappointed whine and turns his attention back to you when he feels your hands fidgeting with his tie. You meet his gaze for a split second. Any longer and you were sure you would regret not wearing water proof mascara, “You look good.” Answering his question from before.

“Really? Do you think she’ll like it?” He asks nervously and it makes you chuckle.

“What happened to our confident visual tree?” You gibe, patting his tie flat against his chest. You don’t mean for it to, but your hand lingers on his body. You can feel his warmth even through his clothes. Mingyu clasps your hands in his and the way he plays with your hand, so gentle, like you were a fragile glass and the slight tremble in his voice is enough to dent the walls you had built.

“I just… I don’t know. She-she makes me nervous, you know? I know I look good, but I just want her to think the same,” he confesses, squeezing your hand with both of his. He sounded so dejected.

“Don’t look so down Gyu, she’ll adore you. You look amazing, ok? She’ll love you…”

You slip your hand out of his grasp and cup his cheek in your right palm, resting your left hand on his shoulder and giving it a light squeeze.  He tilts his lead and leans into your touch, gazing at you with platonic adoration and it takes all of you to not let the pain drowning you seep into the cracks of your façade.

Mingyu had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. Every time he was out in public, there was always a sudden pause in people’s expressions when he passed their way. They could never resist following him with their eyes and blushing at the thought of his princely features.

He had the makings of a Casanova, but he was far from the seasoned playboy people often considered him as. He was modest and genuinely kind, the type of guy with a hyperactive personality you thought you could only read about. It made people fall for him more. And that frightened you. Because ever since you fell for him, you would spend every day worrying about another girl seeing just how amazing he was. And him returning the feelings he could never give you.

You weren’t one of those idiots who were content with being friend zoned by the person they loved. You knew what you wanted, and you were willing to take risks to get it. Your friendship with Mingyu was something you cherished more than life but you couldn’t take sitting on the sidelines, waiting for someone else to snatch him up.

You had loved him for a long time and you brushed it off as a small crush when you were younger, but as you grew older it transformed into something bigger.
You wanted to tell him how you adored his sense of humour, how much you want to kiss him on a daily basis, how much you want to cuddle with him every time you come over to take care of him while he’s sick, how adorable he looks after he pouts at you asking for pocket tissues because he knows you always carry it around for his sake.

Everyone could see how your face lights up when you watch him practicing or writing lyrics, a light sparkling in your eyes when you see him immersed in doing what he loves. They supported your feelings but it meant nothing when you knew he didn’t feel the same for you.

“Y/N? Are you ok? You’re crying…” Mingyu panics.  You mentally berate yourself for getting lost in your emotions.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just…I just can’t believe my baby Gyu has grown up so fast,” you joke and he grins.

Jeonghan wraps his arm around your shoulder and pulls you into his chest and silently you thank him because God, if you were left alone with Mingyu any longer you would’ve really broken down. Jeonghan stalls saying, “I know sweetums, kids these days are growing up so fast. Next thing you know they’ll be moving out and paying us back all the money we wasted on them. Can’t wait for that to happen.”

And it’s enough to get you smiling and wiping the few droplets you let slip from your eyes. Mingyu rolls his eyes glances at his watch, “Oh, I should go now. Don’t want to keep future Mrs. Kim Mingyu waiting,” he winks, flashing a tell-tale velvet box in his hand. You bite your bottom lip and you feel like he’s taunting you, mocking you and your feelings for him but you remember that he still thinks you confession to him years ago was a mere joke.

To him it was the most dramatic April Fool’s day prank you had ever pulled him. To you, it was the most heartbreaking day you had encountered. Until today.
“I love you dad,” he taunts Jeonghan, forcing a kiss on his cheek. Jeonghan wipes his face, a repulsed look on his face, “Ew. Get away from me.”

Mingyu only responds with a chuckle before placing a chaste kiss on your forehead and enveloping you in a searing hug. You feel like you were being set on fire and when he lets you go and dashes off with an “I love you”; every nerve on your body screams and reaches out for him, yearning for his touch.

With the slam of the door bringing you back to reality, “No. You don’t,” you whisper as you choke on a sob and the tears you had been holding back cascade down your cheeks. You don’t want to look at Jeonghan. You can feel the sympathy rolling of him in waves as he cradles you in his arms.

You want to be alone but your body said otherwise, desperately clutching to Jeonghan’s frame as the waves of anxiety shook you like a tremor. He threw those words at you so lightly they had begun to lose all meaning to you. He never loved you, at least not in the way that you wanted.

You thought you’d never experience an agony worse than when he apologised for not requiting your romantic feelings. But thinking about him being with another woman and you still refusing to let him go because you’re reliant on him tops it off. You hate how you’re so dependent on him but you were a fool. And deep down you know that you’d lay your life down before spending a moment without Mingyu in your life. He was your best friend, your first love and your doom.


October walked in as her mother typed up the remaining of the chapter she had been working on she sat down at the vanity and waited until she was finished, Emily typed away then stoped and looked at her daughter the fist thing she noticed was October had grown up so fast and she then turned her chair facing her beautiful daughter

Emily: You’re off now?

October: Yeah, I wanted to say bye and ask for your advice

Emily: Oh, Honey on what?

October: I’ve been mean to Ben and want to make it up to him, but I don’t know how to

Emily: Well honey, I want you and Ben to give me a grandbaby soon, but I have something that might help you in another way that could lead to babies

October: Could lead? what it is it

Emily: A family secret I made up, come closer

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